#lovingly exploring your body

[zelda7999]

purely hypothetical and no pressure to answer, but how would Eclipse react to 'waking up' from an overnight charge to seeing Y/N in one of his shirts? OvO - @clxckwork-sun-n-moon

Oh, oh now you've done it. I hope you have a dentist appt soon, 'cause this is gonna be very very sweet!~

If Eclipse came out of rest mode to see Y/N wearing one of his shirts? He would simply melt. They felt comfortable enough, safe enough, and just simply wanted him enough to wear his shirt?? His?

He would be falling in love with them all over again. Especially once they lock eyes and Y/N nervously fidgets with their own hands, looking down at the floor and saying;

"I didn't want to wake you up... but I wanted to be near you... and your shirt was just kind of... There... So I decided to... y'know..."

They wanted to be with him, but also didn't want to interrupt his comfort. First of all, he wouldn't have minded whatsoever. However the thought that they wanted to be near him always, even if it's in the form of wearing one of his shirts? Adorable.

Better yet, seeing the oversized shirt on them... And how they tied n wrapped the extra sleeves around their waist? Even better. He loves the creativity with getting the sleeves out of the way, and he ADORES how much the shirt drapes on them.

But wait! there's more! This means they were comfortable enough to wear his shirt. They felt safe enough to grab it and not feel like it would be an issue. They chose to wear his shirt. That was a conscious decision and another way to say "I choose you."

And as much as he adores how that shirt looks on them... Well... Now he wanted to show you how much he adored you... and that may mean forgetting the shirt altogether... Whoops!

[sae-mian]

[boys will be boys]

[dark-moonlust]

Getting Pounded by Nagas PART 2: Pregnant

Pairing: Two nagas x human reader

Summary: Mating with your nagas finally made you pregnant. You are sensitive and needy but your overprotective mates are there to take care of you.

Warnings: minors don't interact, 18+!!!!, monster smut, naga smut, egg pregnancy(don’t expect accurate pregnancy stuff, this is naga smut), double 🍆🍆, oral(fem), double pen,lots of come. Don’t like, don’t read please.

This is part of a series. Find all the parts here.

“Mnn…mnnn—mo-re, more!" you moaned and clung back to your mate, your holes stretching around his thick shafts.

“You’re almost there, little mate,” Ragnor rumbled, his twin cocks filling your pussy and ass wide.

The room echoed with the wet sounds of skin slapping against skin. Ragnor sat back in the couch as you rode him with your back to his chest, your swollen belly facing outward. Your legs were spread wide, fully bent at the knees as his double cocks filled you deeply. Ragnor, your handsome mate with gleaming red scales, gave measured upward thrusts, his hands cupping your ass to keep you steady. His long tail was coiled protectively around you both, the tip caressing your rounded stomach.

Flushed and panting, you felt each plunge deep, making your breasts bounce with force. Keeping one hand at your ass, your naga pinched your hard nipples while shallowing down your moans with his tongue. It was a loud wet kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth as you moved up and down on his cock.

It hadn’t been long since you and your two naga mates had started trying to get pregnant. It began during your naga mate’s rut, and soon after, you found you were expecting. Although you conceived like a human, your babies would be hybrid nagas. Yes, babies—two of them. You carried two soft-shelled eggs, free-floating within a specialized sac inside you. The doctor said that as your pregnancy progressed, the shells would harden. Once you laid the eggs, they would hatch soon after, and you could hold your precious babies.

You were not scared of your pregnancy.

You had the best mates ever and a highly experienced doctor on superhuman births.

You would carry your babies for twelve months. Yours wasn’t a typical human pregnancy. You were already six months along, healthy, with a nicely rounded and delicate belly.

Carrying baby nagas made you incredibly horny, too. You were incredibly needy, craving your mates and so easily aroused that you craved sex all the time. Your nagas were more than eager to satisfy you in many many ways. Plus, the more sex you had the better. Your nagas’ seed was good for you and the eggs, it nurtured you both and kept you healthy.

Just then, the door creaked open and Thorne, your green-scaled naga slithered inside. He was just as huge and handsome and he carried a basket of fruits in his arms. You’d had a craving before and he’d gone to find wild strawberries and sweet peaches for you. But while waiting for your fruit, you’d gotten horny. Hence the current situation.

“Look at that pretty view,” Thorne said as he slithered close, a grin spreading across his lips as he watched your holes strain around Raynor’s cock.

“Our mate is needy,” said the naga currently balls-deep inside you. “You came just in time.”

Thorne, his serpent eyes dilated, set the basket down and bent in front of you to kiss your belly lovingly. He then kissed the top of your nose, then your lips, his tongue brushing with yours. Ragnor resumed fucking you and you gasped in Thorne’s mouth as you were bounced you up and down. You whined, pleased and happy to have both your mates under your attention.

Thorne let his warm lips close around one sensitive nipple while another hand massaged your breasts. He watched entranced as you were fucked and gave your body loving caresses. You tried to speak to him, but the words caught in your throat as the thrusts grew faster and more demanding.

“Easy love. We’re here,” Thorne said as his hands joined Ragnor’s under your hips, helping to keep your legs spread wide and ride the dicks.

“Nn… please,” you whimpered, burning with the need to come.

“You’re doing so good, love. Look at you, riding those dicks, taking them deep,” Thorne purred, his tongue licking around your swollen clit.

The touch was electric and you trembled, jolts of pleasure traveling through you. “Oh gods,” you moaned, head falling back on Ragnor’s chest.

“That’s it,” Thorne drawled, his tongue working its magic on your clit. “Let go for us, mate. Let go.”

The slick sounds and moans intensified, Ragnor’s thrusts turning erratic, his fingers dimpling the soft skin of your ass. Your muscles seized and you came, riding wave after wave of blissful rapture. Your naga mate wasn’t far behind. With a few more pumps, the cocks inside you pulsed, feral growls echoing as he spent inside you. Loads of cum filled you up, your belly bulging even further.

“Fuck, that was beautiful,” Ragnor said, his breath hot against your ear. “Still feels so tight.”

“Such a good mate. Came good and hard for her mates,” Thorne said with one final kiss over your sensitive clit. “Now she will be rewarded as we feed her favorite fruit.”

You had no choice but the lay there, back against Ragnor’s chest, his cocks and seed lodged up inside you while they fed you. The mate currently not inside you reached for the basket of fruits and brought a juicy piece to your lips.

“Eat, my love,” Thorne said, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “You need your strength.”

“But…hnn,” you sighed, the cocks inside you made you so full you could barely move.

“You don’t have to move, little mate,” Ragnor said, as if being buried balls-deep inside you was the most normal thing to do while feeding you.

“Relax and warm your mate’s cocks,” Thorne said. “The longer the seed stays inside you the better it is for you and our eggs.”

Humming in agreement, Ragnor rubbed soothing circles over your stretched stomach. Your other mate offered you fruit and you opened your mouth, taking bite after bite. The strawberries were the perfect combo of sweet and sour, the peaches ripe and delicious. Your mates licked the sweet juices running down your lips, their eyes darkening with lust. You knew they were far from done with you and you couldn’t wait to have them fucking you again.

Once you had eaten your fill, Ragnor carefully lifted your pregnant form out of his cocks and deposited you in Thorne’s arms. You were carried to the soft bed and placed down on all fours, ass high up in the air. Thorne, his green scales shimmering in the dim room, slithered behind you, his tail keeping your legs apart while his thumbs spread your asscheeks and exposed your holes in all their glorious mess. The cum from earlier still dribbled out of you.

“I love it when you’re leaking, freshly fucked,” he said while guiding the head of his shaft, hard and leaking, at the entrance of your pussy. He sunk in a little, just the flared cockhead and kept the other cock outside of you so that it rubbed the crack of your ass. Ragnor slithered beside you, propping you to sit back on the cock and then started licking your breasts.

Inch by inch you sat back on Thorne’s great cock. It invaded your pussy, spreading your walls to fit inside. The stretch was intense, yet you reveled in the fullness. Thorne began to move, fucking you with steady deep thrusts while kissing your lips, his tongue sliding against yours. Your other mate’s hands roamed your body, cupping your breasts and suckling your nipples.

“Mnn…more, please!" Your whole frame quivered.

“What do you need, little mate?” Thorne asked, slowing his thrusts.

“My ass,” you whined, desperate need building inside you. “Empty.”

“We can’t have that, can we?” Thorne nodded to the other naga and said. “Hold her steady. She’s too overstimulated, I’m afraid of hurting her.”

Eager to help, Ragnor carefully shifted you on your hands and knees, pulling your asscheeks apart to expose your pouting rosebud. “Look at that pretty pink hole.” He kissed it, then watched as the other naga finally pushed his second cock into your puckered entrance. “That’s our good mate.”

The thick head pressed against you, opening your ass and past the tight muscles. Fuck, you loved when you had both cocks inside you. You couldn’t go without them. You moaned lewdly when they started pounding you, drawing in and out of your slick depths.

“Is this what you wanted, little mate?” Thorne breathed in your ear.

“Yes! Fuck, yes don’t stop—”

“I’ll never stop,” he replied, his hands reaching under your belly to cup your breasts.

Ragnor was busy as well, tracing the curve of your backside and kissing into your mouth. His long tongue pushed past your lips, shoving down your throat. From behind, Thorne was panting, his huge cock stretching your pussy while the other claimed your ass. You felt full, so full and loved. So very loved.

A tongue down your throat, hands teasing your body, cocks pounding you.

The insistent fucking and teasing ripped a shattering climax from you.

Tensing, you whined and Ragnor’s tongue withdrew from your mouth so you could cry your pleasure out fully. You sobbed at how good it felt to ride your orgasm. Thorne’s cocks inside you pulsed and came as well, feral growls coming from your mate as he released rope after rope of his cum inside you. Your other naga kissed your face and rubbed your belly, whispering how good you were to them, how blessed they were to have you in their life.

Well-fucked and satisfied, you collapsed onto the bed, still trembling with the aftershocks of your orgasm. Your mates took their places on your sides, Thorne pressing against your back— both cocks deep inside you, keeping his seed from escaping. Ragnor pressed against your chest and they took turns kissing you, their hands constantly touching your belly. Their tails wrapped loosely around your body, the tips flicking your rosy nipples.

“How are you feeling, love?” Thorne asked, fingers tracing your swollen stomach. “Are you okay? We weren’t too rough with you, were we?”

“I’m feeling amazing,” you purred, satisfaction pouring over you. “The eggs are fine, too.”

“They are growing strong inside you,” Ragnor said proudly. “We’ll take good care of you, mate. Whatever your need, you’ll have it. We love you more than anything.”

You nodded and felt tears prickle your eyes. Stupid hormones… they made you oversensitive.

“Happy tears,” you explained before any of your mates lost their shit about seeing you cry. “I love you both so much. I can’t wait to hold our babies.”

Tagging @nekrara 🖤Hope you all like this! Next part will be reader going to the doctor and preparing for laying the eggs. Smutty stuff loading.

[l1tw1ck]

Diluc's Fantasy

Bottom!FTM!Omega Diluc x Top!AMAB!Alpha Reader

🍇 Word Count: 1,938 🍇

AFAB Language Used | [Breaking the Thermostat]

CW: Non-Con/CNC, Omegaverse, Cunnilingus, Size Kink, Womb Fucking, Blood, Creampie, Pain Kink, Marking, Squirting, Knotting

Diluc looks at you sleeping peacefully. You fainted after closing up the bar so he brought you to your place, which is much closer than the winery. He felt bad going through your pockets but he couldn't just leave you there and it’d be pretty inconvenient to carry you all the way to the winery. He touches your forehead. “You're burning up..” He mumbles. He turns around to leave your room and so he can grab some things to take care of you but gets stopped by you grabbing his arm. “Are you awake?” He turns back around.

“Diluc…” You look at him with hazy eyes. “Don't go.” Your voice is raspy.

“I’m not leaving you. I was just going to get you some medicine and water.”

“No…” You pull him onto the bed with you. His eyes widen as you force him to cuddle with you. “Stay.”

“[Name]-” He’s flustered. “You need medicine!”

“Just need you.” You hold him tightly and fall asleep. Diluc lays there in defeat. He can't escape your grasp.

“No~! It hurts!” Diluc grabs your arms, blood dripping down from his pussy and coating your cock. He digs into your skin. “Stop~!”

“I’m not gonna stop til I stuff your pussy and breed you til you can't handle it anymore.” You grin. 

He cries out in defiance, his pussy betraying him with an orgasm. You thrust into him harder, feeling your body grow hotter with each movement. Your cheeks are burning with heat. “I’m coming–” You bite down on your lip.

You jolt awake, your cock twitching weakly. You feel Diluc shifting around uncomfortably. He can feel your boner. “Diluc.” You say lovingly.

“Ye- yes?”

“I’m gonna get you pregnant.” Your voice is low. He’s beyond startled. You move the both of you so he’s the one laying on the bed.

“Wha- what? Are you–” He gasps when you rip his pants and underwear apart. He knows you’re strong but it shouldn't have been so easy for you to rip his slacks. He shouts your name in shock. You spread his legs apart and lift his lower half, bringing his cunt closer to your face. His entire face is bright red as you taste him. “Sto- stop– I don't—” Diluc lets out a shocked noise as your tongue drags down from his sensitive pussy lips to the rim of his ass. His breathing heavily increases as he feels you exploring his insides. His brain’s getting fuzzy. It gets ‘worse’ when you start stroking his t-cock. He covers his mouth to quiet the embarrassing sounds he’s trying desperately to prevent. He knows exactly where this’ll go.

He musters up the courage to kick you in the face. It shocks you enough to allow him to escape. You recover quickly and chase after him. You follow him down the stairs and lick your lips. His fear smells good. You grab his shirt at the end of the stairs and rip it, causing his shirt to fall to the floor. He doesn't stop running but you catch him at the front door. “Please…you need to get some rest!” Diluc can tell you’re not entirely yourself.

“I need to get inside you.” You huff, kissing his neck whilst humping him. “My omega...” You murmur.

Diluc’s entire body shivers. How did you know he's into that?

“Gonna have all my pups..” You slip your hands up his body and rub his nipples. They feel oddly sore and sensitive.

“No…not…” He bites his lip. “Stop it.” He tries to sound firm but your hands feel too good. He thought he wouldn’t regain the feeling in his nipples after surgery but it looks like he was wrong. “I— [Name]–” Diluc can feel his pussy throbbing. “Stop!”

“I don't want to. You smell so good, I can't resist your scent. You're making me excited.” 

“You're disgusting.”

You dig your nails into his waist and lean into his ear. “Whether you want it or not, I’m gonna fucking breed you.�� You unbutton his pants. Diluc can barely move from how turned on he is. Just knowing that you're going to fuck him even if he doesn't want you to…he's always been ashamed of this kink and at first, he was horrified when he realized the thing he’d been fantasizing about was actually going to happen but now, he really wants it. “Just be a good little omega and let me have my way with you, okay?” 

“You– you—”

“Before you try anything, just know that I’m not scared to hurt you.” You remove his boxers then your own. Diluc gulps. “You’re mine and I don't mind forcing you to accept that.” 

He mewls when he feels your cock slide in between his thighs. He looks down and gasps. It’s exactly the same as in his fantasies, from the veins to the thickness. Is he dreaming? “You…it's not gonna fit–”

“I think you already know what I’m going to say.”

You’ll make it fit. Diluc shudders. You force him to move, just enough to allow you to easily enter him. He looks back at you with tears in his eyes, the desperation in his face is making the effects of your fever worse. He's making you want to hurt him. 

“I don't think I’ve ever seen you cry before.” You smile, teasingly pressing the head of your cock at his entrance. “It's so sexy.” You lean in to kiss him but he quickly turns away. You chuckle and force your cock inside him. 

He tries to scream but his voice is too sore. All he can do is let out strained cries. “Please st- stop–” He moans as your cock stretches him out beyond comprehension. He claws at the door and whines adorably. 

“Fuck–” You groan, reaching over to play with his t-dick. Diluc shivers and almost orgasms from the contact of your hand against his lower belly. “I didn't even–” You look over at him and notice something strange.

“Wh- wha-” Diluc looks down as well and gasps. A bright red marking on his stomach. It's like one of those tattoos he’s seen in some perverted comics. “I- how-”

You gently touch it, causing him to come for real this time. He shakes heavily and squirts. “God, Diluc..” You let out a sharp breath, feeling dizzy for a moment. It's making you more aroused too and it's not doing any favors to your current physical and mental condition. Before he can even let out a word, you shove yourself further into his pussy. He wails out in pain as your cock reaches his cervix.

“No- no- stop– please—” Diluc isn't all that interested in going that far.

“I can't—” You huff, continuously slamming into his poor cervix. More tears run down his pretty face. His fingernails start to bleed. “I’m s—” You cut yourself off as you enter his womb, your cum spurting inside him.

Diluc screams properly this time, blood dripping down his thighs. It doesn't hurt as much as he thought it would, but it hurts nonetheless. Still…somehow, he isn't turned off. He presses his forehead against the door and mindlessly stares at his new tattoo and at the mix of blood and cum on the floor. It's glowing faintly. What in Teyvat is going on? 

He snaps out of his trance once he feels you moving again. His face is flushed. “Wa- wait–” He can't believe this is what it feels like to have someone’s cock in his womb. He never even really thought about it before, understandably so considering that it should be impossible. It feels strange but in a good way.

“Diluc~” You groan, picking up the pace. “Fuck, such a good boy, taking it so well..”

He whimpers.

“Maybe you were made for me…my cock fits so nicely inside you..” You trace your fingers along the glowing red lines on his stomach. He twitches and writhes. “You're already tight but when you squeeze me…”

“It- it hurts–” He manages to speak before moaning. 

“I’ll make it feel good, baby.” You kiss his cheek. In reality, you don't have to do anything at all. He can't even keep his eyes focused because of all the amazing sensations. You stare at his neck for a moment before biting it. He gasps, a wave of pleasure running down his body like chills.

The marking on his womb is now glowing bright red and he’s suddenly overwhelmed by a new scent. Your scent. Diluc whimpers. Your pheromones are strong, it feels like he's going to lose his mind. His body feels light, like a doll. All he can feel is pain, which is just the right amount, and his pleasure. His vision is hazy and his body is almost hotter than the flames from his vision. Tears and drool drip down Diluc’s face as he finally and completely succumbs to the pleasure. Whether this is realistic or not doesn't matter to him anymore. 

He moans your name, his voice cracking as he does so.

“Yeah, baby?” You press harder on his womb.

Diluc squirts once again. “Baby..” He rasps. “I- I want your baby~”

You let out a pleased growl, making him shudder. “Finally giving in, huh?” You pull out of him. His breath hitches. “Don't worry sweetheart, ‘m gonna make sure you get pregnant tonight.” You turn him around and pick him up. He doesn't say anything but you can tell by where he's looking that he's not too happy about all the cum that's leaving him. You take him to the kitchen and lay him down on the island counter. You slowly slip back into his warmth, his cervix happily allowing you back into his womb.

“It’ll be more comfortable like this when I knot you.” You trace your finger down the bulge in his stomach to the marking on his womb. Diluc smiles shakily at the thought. “So pretty..” You stare at his tattoo as you mindlessly begin to thrust into him, moving faster with each thrust. You lean into Diluc’s neck and leave sloppy kisses all over him.

Diluc can only moan your name in response. He suddenly feels strong waves of pleasure wash over him, causing him to arch his back and bite down on his lip. He tears it, causing blood to drip down his chin. You lick up his blood while stroking his dick, helping him reach his peak. He moans once again and squirts.

You groan in pleasure, fucking him harder. He can tell you're about to come too. He shudders at the sound of your heavy breathing in his ear. You dig your nails into his skin until he bleeds. He's definitely going to pass out soon from all the blood loss.

“Diluc—!” You moan, coming inside him and forming a knot. You relax your body and take a few moments to catch your breath.

Diluc feels his dizziness and feverish temperature slowly going away, his tattoo disappearing as well. You can also feel your body cooling down.

You blink a couple times before pulling back in shock. “Di- Diluc?!” You gasp. You try to pull out but you can't. You look at the knot at the base of your cock in fear and confusion. You trail over to the rest of his body and see the damage you’ve done. “I- I’m so sorry- I didn't- I wasn't–”

Diluc brings his hand to your cheek. You feel even worse seeing how shaky he is. “It’s okay. I wanted it.” 

You look at him like a worried puppy.

“Don't worry…but..I might be pregnant.”

“What?!”

[lacedinweb22]

Miguel babies you when you’re sick ⁺‧₊˚ boyfriend headcanons Miguel O’Hara x fem!reader  

nsfw 18+ towards end

⊹ At the first sign of a cold, he’s on it, forcing you to stay on the couch, drink water, and take zinc supplements every three hours. You tell him to stay away, but he insists that his immune system will fight it off, which always proves true. He wraps you up in blankets and cuddles you. 

⊹ You’ll dig your face in his neck, groaning and complaining about the aches you feel all over, while he massages your neck dipping his fingertips up into your hair, massaging your neck, then tracing down to your back. His hands are so strong, he effortlessly gives you the best massages of your life. He whispers into your hair, “Sana sana colita de rana. Dame un besito para hoy y mañana” (Heal heal little frog's tail. Give me a little kiss for today and tomorrow).

⊹ He’ll make you soup, bringing it to you in a mug so you can sip on it as he wraps you up in his arms while you watch your favorite comedy together. He’ll give you endless kisses on your head as he holds you. 

⊹ As you’re curled up against his chest, kissing his neck gently, he’ll massage your thighs, which eventually progresses to his face in between your thighs as he wants so desperately to make you feel good when you feel so shitty. 

⊹ He’ll drink you up. He’ll place gentle kisses around your heat, before going straight to town, lapping at your core as you arch your back against the blankets under you, moaning and whining from the pleasure, the much-needed release of tension from your body. As he sucks gently on your sensitive bud, his hands explore your thighs then go up under your t-shirt and onto your belly, as he squeezes, and massages your warm flesh. His fingers massage your lower belly, making you more sensitive, bringing you your orgasm, the first of many. 

⊹ He runs you a hot shower and joins you, carefully lathering soap all over you, his big hands massaging your aching body. He sits down on the ledge, rubbing soap onto your thighs, hips, and stomach, then tracing his big hands up to your breasts, gently massaging as he looks up at you lovingly. He gets back up and urges you to turn around so he can rinse the soap from your hair. He gently combs his lengthy fingers through your locks then moves your hair, giving himself access to your neck, kissing and sucking gently on wet skin. “I’m sorry you’re sick, cariño,” he mutters into your neck. “Make me feel better,” you whisper back, pressing your ass against him. He does just that, turning you back around so he can kiss you, and press you up against the tile wall. He holds your thigh against his hip, opening you up, and thrusting up into you slowly, gently, providing endless kisses, endless words of encouragement, “Like that, baby. Does that feel good, princesa? Am I making you feel better?” he’ll whisper, brushing your wet hair from out of your face. Your nails dig into the back of his biceps, as you look up at him, head thrown back against the tile, moans and heavy breathing echoing through the steamy bathroom. His tip massages up into your g-spot, his slow strokes bringing the blissful ache in your stomach down to your thighs, as you begin to c*m around him, throbbing as he bottoms out into you, muttering cuss words as his lips brush against your forehead. 

⊹ After your shower, he'll massage vaporub onto your neck and chest, then help you put on your pajamas (one of his t-shirts and sweats), then he’ll give you some hardcore cold medicine, the kind that is quick to knock you out. He insists you get in bed, but you want to watch more of your show. So he’ll oblige and spoon you sideways on his big couch as you both watch TV, his hands running all over you, under your t-shirt, massaging you, feeling you, actively trying to find ways to make you feel better. He’s propped up on one elbow as you lay in front of him. He eventually sees you’ve succumbed to the medicine and so easily carries you to bed.

[wallflowergirl2006]

Yandere Jealous Alien x Fem Chubby Wife Reader

Photo by: Norma Mares on Pinterest

CW: Pussy Slapping, Very Possessives Alien Boy, Cockwarming, Orgasm control/denial, tell me if I should add anymore in the comments?

“You left our cottage little one and you were talking to that man. I’m very disappointed in you.” Your husband as he pinned you down onto the bed. Questions swirled in your head as you looked into eyes and his lips which had a frown on it. “Is he jealous?” You thought to yourself. Before you could answer you felt him start to undo your pants. “Looks like I’ll remind MY wife who she belongs to..” He said while he pulled your pants down to reveal your plump soft tummy and the slight damp spot in your panties. “Hmm, you're already wet for me.. Naughty girl.” He teased you as his thumb gliding over your clothed clitoris. The action made a shiver go up your spine while a soft moan left your lips.

He continued his assault on your sensitive clit until the pleasure started to build up in your body. You were so close until you felt him pull his fingers away. You whined at him as you bucked your hips desperately wanting him to continue. “Ah, ah ah..” He tuts as he wags his finger. “Good girls get to cum first and bad girls get punished before they can cum.” He said with a condescending tone. You were going to protest until he started slapping your pussy. You winced as he continued his action until your pussy was slightly reddened and then he rubbed his finger on your clit again. The sensation of pain and pleasure made your legs quiver. Your fingers found their way to your bed sheets and you gripped it tightly. The pleasure started to build up again. You prayed that he let you cum this time.

He kissed your lips as he removed his fingers from your clit and teased your entrance. You groaned slightly into his mouth. He then pushed two fingers inside of your reddened pussy. You gripped onto him as his long thick fingers stretched you out. He groaned as he felt you clench around his fingers. He slowly started pumping in and out of you. He pulled away from the kiss as he pressed his forehead against yours. “My wife.. My little one.” He whispered possessively. “Yep, he definitely was jealous..” You quietly thought to yourself as you looked into his green eyes. Loud squelching noises and your moans filled the room.

You felt the pleasure start to become too intense as you whimpered his name. “G-Gonna cum” You felt your husband speed up his pace. “Mine Mine Mine Mine..” The words fell from his lips in a possessive manner. You came harshly onto his fingers. He slowly pulled out his fingers and licked them clean. You felt your face heat up from his action and from the smile that now adorned his face.“Love you.. I love my chubby little wife.” He whispered into your ear as he kissed both of your round cheeks. 

“You know what’ll make me really forgive you.” He whispered huskily into your other ear. A soft sigh left your lips as you smiled nervously at him. “What..? What would make you forgive me?” A devious smile appeared onto his face as he started to take off his pants and boxers to reveal his hardened cock. “This” He said as he showed off his boner. Before you could reason with him he grabbed you by your plush hips and slowly pulled down onto his cock. The way his cock stretched you out was way better than his fingers. You started to whimper and he picked up on that and started lovingly rubbing your clit as he continued to push himself inside of you. Once he was fully inside of you he let out a soft groan. His cock made you feel so full he was way better than any of your human partners.

“Want you to keep my cock warm inside of this pretty fat kitty of yours.” He said as his hands slid up your soft tummy to your large breasts. His hands explored your body as if it were made of gold and diamonds. He worships your plump and curvy body with all his being. He loves everything about you and he refuses to lose you to some irrelevant idiot that doesn’t even know how to please you like he could. “You’re my wifey.. Don’t forget that.” He whispered as he kissed your temple. “Y-Yeah.. I won’t promise.” You promised him. He smiled softly at your submission. “Thank you little one..”

Photo by: somethingsoff on Pinterest

[anantaru]

can i have some sunday headcanons, if you are okey with that?

⊹ ‧₊˚ ᰔ synopsis. spicy sunday headcanons that live rent free in my head, cw. idk just horny, messy, pussy eating, all that stuff and i almost forgot: he has a fat cock, fem! reader // ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝⸝⸝ᐢ꒱ ♡

sunday catches himself day dreaming a lot, and it's mostly poles apart from what he's usually preferring in the bedroom— by all means, it's nothing too out of the ordinary, but the man had developed a strong liking towards trying out new discovered kinks between you two.

to sunday, the most important entity of trying out new kinks was your comfort, he loves and respects you, and he wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable in any way. in fact, before you dabbled through those new twists, you both agreed on a safe word to keep you from crossing each others boundaries.

alas, exploring them along with how well he would fuck you only added to the arousing press inside your belly. sunday wants to taste you absolutely everywhere until his senses were occupied by nothing but your scent and flavor— to trace the flat of his tongue between your fat folds until your skin was hot and quivering, your hands clenching in his hair and you're begging, hoping he'd push you over the edge until you come and come and come against his wet muscle playing with your clit.

you should tug his hair more often too, or even better, stroke over his wings with your digits until sunday gets aroused by it.

to elaborate further, the moment you begin to subtly squeeze and tug on the feathers, he could never recover from the loss of your hands against them, it's as if the man had grown addicted to you battering your palms across his wings that he never wanted it to end.

he slurrs his words as he kisses your clit before silently licking across your belly, slow huffs and ragged groans along with the laps of his tongue crossing your entire body.

he assured you he's going to taste you everywhere, didn't he? after all, he'll give you anything you want— like the pleasure you deserve.

shortly after, he settles between your legs and slowly fills you to the brim, adding inch after inch until his erection was snugly compressed by your walls, the thickness of his shaft pressing down on your nerves and making you feel like you're flying rapidly without moving.

at last, sunday finds your lips and grinds himself into your warm core, your breasts crushed against his chest as he thrusts into you before bringing your knees up so he could press them against your chest.

the man was beginning to shift his weight to pin your hips with the weight of his body, before applying a brief kiss to the inside of your knee as you look at him in awe, head lolled to the side with your eyes glowing clear and wide.

you cannot stop yourself from admiring your boyfriend, and neither could your body get used to his erection crushing your insides— turning your skin hot, warm, cold, quivering, searing, until your bodies touch and stick together like burgeons of fire. your pussy lips swollen up and your eyes soused in a haze as sunday smiles at you lazily from above, lovingly patting your head;

"you're holding up great, my dearest,"

..."i'm so proud of you."

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[acey-wacey]

HIHI!!! I LOVED YOUR CHARACTER IS JEALOUS OF TSUM FIC!! (please I'm begging write more, it's too good)

Of course! I'm glad everyone liked them so much :)))

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Jealous of Their Tsum

Feat Lilia, Rook, Kalim

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🦇 Lilia Vanrouge 🦇

You're honestly used to Lilia popping out to scare you around campus.

Ever since you'd seen that Lilia had gotten an adorable doppelganger, you knew it would come to find you, just like the seemingly young boy always did.

It wasn't entirely unexpected when a little plushie landed on your head.

You were monetarily startled by the sudden ambush but you soon realized it was Lilia's tsum.

You laughed as the tsum blinked it's little dot eyes at you expectantly.

"You got me so good, Lilia-tsum," you praised the little bean while it hopped into your head and shoulders in glee. "Very scary."

You grabbed the tsum from where it was bouncing on your head and held it to your chest.

"You are just so adorable! I can't handle it!"

The tsum wiggled happily in your grasp and you pressed kisses to it's fabric forehead.

"How come I never get this when I scare you?"

You turned around to find Lilia hovering upside down behind you.

He did that to you so often you weren't even startled anymore.

You just smiled and flicked his forehead, earning a shocked stare from the boyish fae.

"Try being cuter next time."

Lilia frowned and dropped to the ground, landing gracefully on his feet.

"Is this face not cute enough for you?"

Lilia pouted at you with his best sad puppy dog eyes.

You, now immune to Lilia's antics, went right back to pressing smooches to his adorable tsum.

Lilia narrowed his eyes at the smug plush.

"Traitor," he whispered under his breath.

He could've sworn the tsum winked at him.

"If you want some affection, Lilia, you should try asking," you said nonchalantly while nuzzling your face into the tsum's.

Lilia vaguely sensed a trap but he would rather die than lose the object of his affections to a stuffed version of himself.

"Well then, my darling," he batted his eyelashes at you, making you smile. "Please?"

...

🏹 Rook Hunt 🏹

Rook left his tsum alone for 5 seconds and it was already gone.

Of course he couldn't expect anything less.

Curiosity was in his nature so of course his plush doppelganger would run away to explore a new world.

The tsum happily explored the NRC campus pausing often to appreciate the beauty of the unfamiliar world.

However, when you walked by on your way to class, the tsum was immediately entranced by your beauty.

It bounced after you and followed you around with hearts in its eyes.

After a while alone, you had begun to wonder what the strange noise from behind you was.

You turned around only to find an adorable round plushie hopping up and down on the ground.

It looked suspiciously like Rook so you narrowed your eyes at it.

"Have you been following me?"

The tsum squinted its eyes happily.

You laughed and bent down to look closer at the little creature.

"If I tell you to stop, will you?"

The tsum shook its body in what you assume to be a no.

"Just like the real Rook then," you groaned lovingly and unbuttoned the breast pocket of your jacket, opening it to the tsum.

"If you're gonna be here for a while, might as well get comfy, eh?"

The tsum eagerly hopped into your pocket and squirmed around with glee.

"You're actually kinda cute, you know that?"

You said to the tsum with a faint smile, scratching its head with one finger.

The plushie nuzzled into you and you patted it back affectionately.

"I must say, prefect, I am awfully jealous."

You smiled at the familiar sound of Rook's voice and paused, waiting for him to show himself.

You never looked around for him because you knew seeing you startled and frantic was just what he wanted.

Little did you know it was what he loved most about you.

"The great Rook Hunt, jealous of a tiny plushie," you said with a smug smile in your voice. "How low you have fallen."

Rook almost instantly appeared beside you with a sly smile.

"Not nearly as far as I intend to for you, mon chou." Rook clutched his chest dramatically. "But to see your affection passed on to one so similar to me and yet so different, oh, it breaks my fragile heart."

"Then I'm sorry, Rook, but your heart will have to stay broken as long as my adorable little pocket pal is around," you patted the tsum again, earning a joyful bounce.

Rook only sighed in response.

"There may yet be a day when I replace my fiendish friend as the object of your affections but until then, may you know my heart waits for you, my love."

You were frustratingly flustered by the sudden confession.

Rook always said sappy stuff like that but for some reason, it hit different this time.

You didn't say anything until he began to walk away.

"Hey, wait!"

Rook shopped to look over his shoulder at you.

"Come on, Rook," you groaned with a blush dusting your cheeks. You lifted the tsum out of your pocket, much to its dismay, and set it gently on the ground. "You don't get to say something like that and then walk away without kissing me!"

Rook smiled and ran to wrap you in his arms.

"If this is my reward, I should get jealous more often."

...

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim and his tsum are inseparable, much to Jamil's chagrin.

It's hard to find one without the other especially when it comes to you.

Both Kalims flock to you as soon as they see you.

On one notable occasion, Kalim-tsum was a bit faster to bounce after you.

The plush launched into your arms, causing you to drop the notebooks you were holding.

You scowled lightheartedly at the adorable tsum in your arms.

"I don't suppose you're going to help me clean this up?"

You raised an eyebrow at the tsum but it just cocked its head at you.

You sighed and set the tsum onto your shoulder as you bent down to pick up your books.

"It seems every version of Kalim is determined to cause me trouble," you sighed, booping the little critter on the nose.

It wiggled its little button nose and hopped backwards on what you assumed was a sneeze.

You laughed and took the plushie back into your hands, tucking your books under your arm.

"I can't stay mad at you, you're too cute!"

You looked at the tsum helplessly susceptible to its charms.

"Hi, Y/N!"

You looked up to see Kalim running toward you.

He saw the tsum in your arms and beamed at you.

"I see you found my doppelganger! Pretty cool, right?"

"Yeah, he's pretty adorable," you cooed as you pinched the little things cheeks.

Kalim pouted and set his head on your hands right next to where you were holding his tsum.

"Why does he get to be adorable and not me?"

You held back a laugh at the puppy-like glint in Kalim's eyes.

The tsum hopped up onto Kalim's head and you took the opportunity to grab Kalim's cheeks and bring your face close to his.

"You're a whole different kind of adorable."

At that, Kalim beamed, automatically squishing his face into your hands.

That did earn a laugh from you and you couldn't help but kiss his nose.

"You are the absolute cutest, Kalim. No tsum can top that."

[madame-fear]

Hi i was wondering if you could write an nsfw head cannon of jacaerys and his wife reader and what their intimate life is like, and like talk about stuff they do.

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐇���𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 | 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐒 𝐗 𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐄!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

˗ˏˋ ꒰ summary : request.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ genre : headcanons, smut + slight fluff. ˗ˏˋ ꒰ pairing : : jacaerys velaryon x wife!reader

WARNING.ᐟ THIS FIC CONTAINS ; p in v, unprotected sex, sex from behind, bootfucking, breast play, creampie, slight mentions of mirror sex, oral sex (both receiving), mentions of you riding him, praising, slight mentions of spanking.

: ̗̀➛ Okay, so, for starters. Your intimate life naturally came after you were both officially married, and the bedding ceremony came. To respect your privacy, the two of you already had a chamber of your own to share, and you would be able to be as intimate as you wished.

: ̗̀➛ Initially, Jace would’ve been very soft and delicate with you. It’s in his gentleman nature to be careful, especially with the woman who was now his wife, and he so adored. Things would’ve gone slowly, but surely. And perhaps, there would’ve been a bit of foreplay and kisses before starting anything.

: ̗̀➛ Jace would press sweet, teasing pecks all across your cheek, going down to your jawline, focusing on giving your neck attention with his kisses — especially in a particular spot of your neck where Jace notices it makes you squirm and gasp —, and goes to your collarbone, savouring your skin with each peck.

: ̗̀➛ All the while, of course, Jace’s hands softly move behind your back, playing with the laces of your nightgown as he leisurely unties them, letting your gown become loose from your body, and fall from your shoulders. Being the gentleman he is, of course, Jacaerys would constantly ask you if you’re feeling comfortable with what he’s doing, if you want him to stop, or keep going; all with the most sweetest voice you’ve ever heard.

: ̗̀➛ His coffee eyes would look up at you admiringly, just like a fascinated puppy. You don’t want him to stop any sooner — if anything, the way he teased your skin by pressing soft kisses and caressing it leisurely with the tip of your fingers, merely got you all wet and needy for him. To which, you gave him the green light to keep going.

: ̗̀➛ And my god, you didn’t regret it. The second you approved for him to keep pleasing you, his hands rather desperately pulled down your gown, low enough to just expose your breasts. His mouth immediately took your hardened nipple in a delicate manner, using his tongue to tease it very lightly, and his teeth nibbled on your sensitive skin to leave some lovemarks, using his hands to pinch, twist, and rub your nipples.

: ̗̀➛ Pretty little hushed whimpers & moans would continuously escape from your lips as your eyes flutter shut, and you throw your head back; feeling your cunt grow wet and needy. Each sound that spurred from that beautiful mouth of yours, simply made Jace grow harder for you, with an overwhelming need to fuck you right there, and make you shout loudly his name for everyone to hear who you belong to.

: ̗̀➛ And so he did. By the time Jacaerys had already feasted a bit too much on your delicate skin and sweet breasts, his mouth abruptly pulled away from your tits after some minutes, making you gasp, and his firm yet gentle hand pushed you onto your back against the mattress, getting on tip of you, and fucking you fervently throughout the entire night, cumming in and out of your body several times.

: ̗̀➛ After such lovely bedding night, getting lovingly yet roughly fucked by the eldest son of Rhaenyra Targaryen, you would’ve gotten more and more used to explore your intimacy together - whether it’s privately, or... Even publicly, being a bit more bold.

: ̗̀➛ Jacaerys absolutely adores having you all submissive & needy, as much as it pains him to hold himself back from taking you right there all for him. So, whenever he’s either studying, reading in High Valyrian, or simply reading a book - he will absolutely have you sitting on the floor, whining and begging for him to take you.

: ̗̀➛ You look beautifully endearing just like that, and Jace will tease you by making you sit on top of his boot, and rubbing your needy moist cunt, bootfucking you. Continous desperate whines would escape from you, begging for him to fully take you - but not just yet. Jace prefers having you clinging to his leg, and seeing how you rub yourself with the tip of his boot.

: ̗̀➛ Jace always knows exactly what you like, and what you need. And he keeps the perfect balance between roughness, and gentleness at the same time. Part of him loves treating you as if you were the petal of a rose, or made of glass - delicately and lovingly. And another part of him simply wants to fuck you like a whore, like you need and want to get fucked, rough and disgusting. This, however, doesn’t mean he will not respect the boundaries you’ve set for each other, and afterwards, he will always ask you if you’re okay, and feeling comfortable.

: ̗̀➛ Sex from behind happens often, and I dare to say it’s one of his favourite positions, after having you riding him. The feeling of you becoming weaker with every pound of cock buried deep inside your pussy, continously hitting your soft spot. Expect his hands to always firmly grip your waist violently in a possesively controlling manner... Or, perhaps, one of his hands gropping your breast while he plays with your stimulated nipples. That feels pretty good for both of you.

: ̗̀➛ And speaking about sex from behind! During this position, I can imagine he would like fucking you right in front of a mirror, making sure to change the speed in which he penetrates you just to see the different expressions in your beauteous features. His hand would hold your chin occasionally, forcing you to stare at yourself through the mirror being fucked by him, as he whispers just how much of a good girl you are, taking his cock so well and obediently.

: ̗̀➛ One of his many favourite things to do in bed, is having you go down on him, and him going down on you. The way your hand forms a fist around his throbbing cock, gently masturbating him as your lips press delicate smooches on his leaking tip, moving your mouth all the way down to his cock with small kisses until you decide to finally take him in your mouth makes him go absolutely feral for you.

: ̗̀➛ It would take Jacaerys all the efforts that he has to not grip harshly from your hair, pulling it back, and violently face fuck you until you’re deepthroating his shaft and maybe even gagging a bit. It hurts not doing so, but he prefers to treat you like the true future Queen you are. The way in which your tongue strokes his cock leisurely while you’re going down on him with your mouth provokes him to loudly groan, and chant your name under his breath. As expected, his semen spurs all over the inside of your mouth, your tongue, and the roof of your mouth.

: ̗̀➛ Or, if he’s feeling a bit too aroused, he will quickly pull out from your mouth at the feeling of his seed being released, and come all over your precious lips, chin, neck, and chest. The sight of his own cum dripping from your chin and neck, some sticky drops falling to your tits, is enough to make him feel proud of himself. You’re all his.

: ̗̀➛ And when Jace has to go down on you? Man, he for sure knows how to take your aching pussy. His hands would be harshly gripping your hips, as his plump lips press playful kisses all over your inner thighs, moving upwards until he meets with your wet core.

: ̗̀➛ There, he would sweetly place kisses all over your moist folds, working up until he meets your glistening clit. He would then carefully rub the rim of it, and slowly work his way in to meet your throbbing core. His tongue would flick against that sensitive spot, and then he would move his mouth back towards your entrance, where he would suckle at your slit, selfishly drinking from your dripping slick while he eagerly fingerfucks you.

: ̗̀➛ It’s just as if Jace knew exactly how you like to be treated; pampering each bit of your sensible core with such fervent adoration. Jace does it like nobody else does, and you can go down on him like nobody else as well. You’re the perfect match.

: ̗̀➛ The eldest Velaryon Prince would also absolutely adore having you riding him. Especially because you tease him by telling him that you’re finally learning on how to properly ride a true dragon... And because he likes the way your tits bounce when you’re on top of him. And, of course, the sight of the bruises Jace leaves on your hips after firmly holding you down on him is also a very pleasant one.

: ̗̀➛ Jace knows how to treat you when you’re such a good girl for him, so obedient — and he will be so gentle, loving, and adoring. But when you’re a bit feisty with him, thinking that you can misbehave around him, Jace will never doubt on having you laid all across his lap, harshly spanking your ass until your flesh is red and swollen, occasionally rubbing his palm across your aching cunt teasingly.

: ̗̀➛ And when you accept your punishment, his pulsating cock would fill you up so delightfully. Pounding violently in and out of you continously, making sure his cock hits deeply against your G spot just to have you shaking, whining, and whimpering under him. Seven Hells, the way you moan his name in that ruined state is so, so pretty. And Jacaerys would cum several times inside of you, to the point you would feel comfortingly and overwhelmingly warm, until his hot semen is oozing out of your abused pussy, dripping down your inner thighs.

: ̗̀➛ I think Jace would pretty much be up to anything. Want to be tied to the bed while he fucks you and you can’t do anything about it? Sure, he will do as you please. Want to be choked? Okay! Jace will be happy to oblige. Want to be tendered softly, and fucked with love and adoration as he praises you in between kisses? Say no more. Jacaerys absolutely adores you, and that’s an understatement.

: ̗̀➛ Your sex life will be pretty much open to anything, and of course, his only focus will be in making you feel satisfied, comfortable, and loved. Jace would never do anything to get hurt you or make you uncomfy. 💗

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[rainba]

Yandere OC (Kairos) x Reader 💜

A/N / TWs: 18+, yandere content, Kairos being Kairos,, masturbation + pillow fucking + small mention of somnophilia and kidnapping

( ◡‿◡ *) MDNI 💜 

Reader is GN!!

Wordcount: 1106 💜 

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Drool was dribbling down his chin, an absolute mess forming all over the bedsheets. His hips were twitching, bucking, grinding fervently against the silky black fabric of his pillow. His small hands gripped the edges as he held it as close as humanly possible. 

Kairos was utterly desperate.

“A-ah– Hah– Please– Please…”

He thrusts as fast as he possibly can, moaning your name ever-so-sweetly. He’s so unashamedly loud– he just can’t stop thinking about you: his perfect, amazing, sweet, soon-to-be-his darling. Kairos grits his teeth as he pushes his leaking cock even harder against the pillow, his entire body trembling as he whimpers.

“I-I love you, I love you, IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou!”

Images of your face flash across his mind as he recklessly chases his high. The bed squeaks beneath him. God– he wishes it was you in his arms rather than just a dumb, stupid pillow. If you were with him at that moment instead, he’d undoubtedly believe that he’d died and gone to heaven.

Ah… If you were with him… He’d cum inside you over and over again– claim you– leave kisses and marks all over your body– whisper praises into your ear as he lovingly fucks you. His hands would be trembling with excitement as they explore every inch of you. 

Kairos shudders as he imagines you squeezing yourself around his length. He whimpers as he also imagines you praising him back, telling him that he’s making you feel so good, begging him to keep going until he physically collapses.

Ah– if he fucks you good enough, you’ll never want to leave him! Right?? He’ll fuck you so good that you can barely walk, and that way, you’ll never be able to escape him… Kairos bites down on his bottom lip as his cock throbs at the thought.

“I… I’ll be your good boy… I’ll… I’ll treat you good..!”

“Y-you only need me, only me…”

He shifts positions on the bed and tries to put the pillow on top of himself, pretending that you’re riding him. He pushes it firmly against his length and tries to grind into it, but it’s hardly enough to satisfy him. Having the pillow on top doesn’t feel nearly as good– the only way for this position to work would be to have you actually on top of him. He needs to be inside of you– needs to be inside of you so, so badly–

The stupid pillow just isn’t enough.

He can’t help but tear up and whine at the fact that you’re not really with him right now.

Overwhelmed with frustration, he flips over the pillow and slams it against the bed, taking his rage out on it. He squeezes it as if to choke it; erratically shaking the poor thing as salty tears fall down his cheeks. 

He holds down the pillow with one hand as he carelessly strokes his cock with the other.

Then he imagines he’s fucking your face instead... Pretending he’s punishing you for not begging to be by his side. Punishing you for not spending every waking moment either being with him or thinking about him.

Oh– But… Would having your throat be ravaged by him really be a punishment?

Kairos imagines your eyes watering and cheeks puffing out as he abuses your mouth, bruising it, but he also pretends that you’d secretly love it. In his fantasy, you’d be touching yourself as he keeps thrusting, and he’d be petting your hair all the while. Or perhaps your hands would be gripping his thighs, holding him close, refusing to let him go… You’d cum without him needing to even touch you– the mere act of sucking his cock being all that you need to climax.

Or maybe– just maybe– you’d fight back. Bite down on his dick, make him bleed, tear him apart… You’d get mad at him, yank him by his messy hair, force his face into the bed and take control…

“F-fuck,” he slips out a high-pitched whine.

He’s getting close, he knows it. The room is growing so, so hot… His head is spinning. He almost wants to stop himself from cumming just so he can relish in his little fantasy just a bit longer– but he lacks even an ounce of self control. Kairos leans down and sinks his teeth into the pillow, precum leaking all over it. Even more tears prick the corners of his eyes as he imagines himself cumming inside your mouth, envisioning you moaning as you choke it all down.

Then he fantasizes you kissing his cock and thanking him, licking and suckling on the tip as he comes down from his high. It’s such a wonderful thought… Such… A wonderful thought…

That’s all it takes for him to come undone.

“A-ah.. Aah..!~”

Kairos’ entire body trembles and jerks as he cums, sweat dripping down his pale cheeks as the intensity of it all washes over him. His breathing is erratic, his heart pounding against his chest.

He’s made a huge mess.

And he doesn’t care that it’s a little bit gross… He kisses the pillow over and over again, pretending that he’s actually just leaning down to kiss your forehead instead. He endlessly whispers the phrase “I love you” as he tenderly strokes it. When he slowly calms down and the fantasy fades away, all he has left are the dark walls of his dusty bedroom and the cum-soaked pillow between his legs. 

It’s pathetic.

Kairos chokes down a labored sob as he weakly throws the pillow across the room– his face red with embarrassment. It hits the wall and plops onto the floor, folding in on itself. His hands ball up into tight fists.

Kairos can’t take this anymore.

He wants you– no, he needs you so badly. He craves you like a hard drug, yearns for your unconditional love, dreams every night of owning you entirely.

Sneak into your bedroom, kidnap you, or make love to you while you’re sleeping– he needs to do something, anything, just to get even the smallest taste of you.

But right now… He’s too tired. His body collapses, his heart aching in his chest. He runs his fingers through his bangs, the sweat making his hair a mess. In some strange way, he feels at peace– at peace knowing that one day, you will be his, and his alone.. It’s just… A matter of time.

His fantasies will become a reality.

His eyes slowly flutter shut as he smiles weakly from ear-to-ear, the tears fading away as he dreams of the day where he can hold you close in the gentle cage of his loving arms. 

[hungharrington]

Steve realizing his gf is stressed and forcing her to take a mid day break and she's just like babe I'm not in the mood and he's like ok let's take a break for 5 min a mere 5 min like u can def afford that and she's like fine and she sets a timer but by the time the 5 min r up Steve is already eating her out and he's like the timer is up and she's so into in and forgotten that she's like the what?? And Steve just chuckles smugly and goes back down

bro.... did u send this cos u know i've been stressed with grad school??? either way YUM i ate it tf up this was delicious thank you for gracing my inbox with it <3 fem!reader, 1.2k, MDNI this entire blog is 18+

As Steve sets his watch, your thoughts drift to the assignment sitting on your desk, due by the end of the week.

You really shouldn't be taking a break — you're not sure you can actually afford to. Well, your stress certainly makes it feel that way.

But Steve had badgered you lovingly with his wandering hands around your waist, fingers skirting beneath your shirt, and his hot kiss mouthing softly against your neck.

You probably shouldn't be taking a break but also, you're only human. Steve knows just how to press your buttons.

"I've set the timer," Steve murmurs, his voice somewhere behind you on the bed. His big hands smooth up your calves, pressing in his adoring intent. You can't see the heavy-lidded gaze he has, betraying a different intent. "Five minutes, okay?

"Okay," You agree tiredly, voice muffled into the pillow of your bed. "Work your magic, babe."

You're laying on your front, face pressed into pillow, your arms caged around your head. You're well and truly enjoying a moment to rest your eyes and you're betting it'll only get better when Steve starts his massage.

I mean, that's what you expect he meant when he begged you to let him 'help you relax' for five minutes.

Steve makes a little amused noise from behind you, fully intending on working a certain kind of magic.

His hands continue their slow peruse, his fingers spread wide and exploring the expanse of your thighs as they continue to slide up. He presses and soothes the muscles, getting you more relaxed with each touch. You huff a little sigh into the pillow, eyes sliding closed, and your body grows more pliant.

His hands keep moving up, up, up, until the fabric of your skirt is getting bunched up beneath them. Something nervous rises in your chest at the sudden new display of skin. Still, you don't move, almost eager to see what he does next.

Your face is still hidden away in the pillow when his hands begin to knead the skin where your thigh meets your ass. A soft, pleased noise wiggles loose in your chest.

Then—a ghost of a touch pulls a sudden small gasp from your lungs. A finger drags down the centre of your panties, just the slightest pressure.

"Yeah?" Steve probes gently, his voice low and raspy. The weight of his finger remains but he doesn't move it, waiting for your answer.

You're in two minds about it for only a split-second before your hair scrunches up as you nod your head against the pillow. The finger moves again, drawing down to trace over your clit lightly. Your face simmers with heat, even if you've done much nastier things with Steve before.

"Good girl," Steve praises. "Letting herself relax,"

His words sink into you, sweet as honey and warm as a sunbeam. Something twists low in your stomach and you have to resist the urge to readjust your thighs. If your face was simmering before, it's burning now.

Steve's hands move with a precision of well-known love. He knows what you like and he knows exactly how to get you riled up.

"Been working so hard, baby," He murmurs. "Know you have."

He continues his absentminded massage, hands rubbing and kneading the flesh of your ass. One finger always remains pressed against your core, petting against your slowly dampening panties in a way that makes you want to quiver. You bury your stuttering breaths into the pillow beneath you.

"Y'stop taking care of yourself, don't you?" You can barely focus on the questions as they drift out of Steve's mouth. Your eyes are closed again but this time in that growing lull of pleasure that's building up within you. "That's why I'm here though, isn't it? To help my girl relax,"

The damp spot on your panties grows under Steve's masterful strokes and soon, it's wet and sticky. You can't help but wonder if they're translucent but now—fuck, what pair are you even wearing? The thought melts away as Steve's skillful thumb finds your clit and draws a perfect circle around it, teasing you in just the way you like.

"Feelin' more relaxed?" Steve asks. You can't tell if you're imagining the smug tone in his voice but either way, he's a bastard for touching your clit and asking you a question at the same time.

You open your mouth to give an answer and let out a pitiful moan instead.

Glorious heat flames your face but you can't help how it fuels your mounting lust. He's driving you insane with these little touches.

"Good girl," Steve coos, as if your moan is the perfect answer to his question. You make another pathetic noise in response, feeling your hips rock back, desperate for a little more friction.

A disappointed whine creeps out when the touch is suddenly gone and Steve chuckles at the sound of it. "Won't be long, honey. Can you prop these up for me please?"

His hands have shifted, spread across to hold your hips lightly. You kick your legs up without question, enough to move them up, elevating your hips off the bed just barely.

Steve still gives you as praising noise, running his hands down your ass reverently. "That's it, baby. Doin' so good for me, aren't you?"

You're beyond words at this point so you answer him with another pitiful whimper. It's heaven to Steve's ears.

You hear the comforter on the bed rustle as Steve readjusts behind you and get all of a few seconds to wonder what before the heat of his breath ghosts along your inner thigh. Your tummy twists up in anticipation and you clench without thinking.

Steve chuckles again, his hands landing delicately on your either side of your hips once more.

He moves to grip a cheek in each hand and a lust-tinged embarrassment burns your face as he spreads you, your sopping cunt on display, shielded only by your soaked panties. A soft groan of appreciation pulls from his throat without permission.

"God, look at you," He murmurs.

One of his thumbs dips in, pressing beneath the elastic of your panties and moving to pull them to the side. A string of slick sticks to them and Steve groans again as he watching, this time louder. "Fuck, baby, you're soaked. Look at you, practically cryin' for it, aren't you?"

You whimper into the pillow, breath held as you wait in agony for Steve to do anything.

Faintly behind you, there's a small beep of a watch. Steve makes a disgruntled noise and shuffles for a moment, til the beeping stops.

"Five minutes, honey." He says, that almost smug tone to his words once more.

The words reach your ears but mean almost nothing to you. You have to resist the urge to arch your back and whine for him to keep going. But Steve won't have said that for nothing.

"W-What?" You manage to say, the word muffled into the pillow.

"Never mind, baby," He says, words dripping in a smugness that only drives up your body temperature. Your nipples peak in response and you feel your cunt aching for some touch. Steve obliges almost instantly, his thumb tracing down your folds. "Don’t worry bout it. You just sit there and take it like a good girl."

[omkookie]

Kitty Eating. 7 kings + Minhyeok.

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, oral, piv, possessive demons, clone fucking, 69, all that, demon fucking is filth.

Satan Who messily eats your pussy, sinking his nails into your soft skin while gripping your thighs with vigor. He gets your juices all over his face while making your eyes roll back. He gives you one last teasing lick before pinning you down, pushing your knees against your chest and inserting the head of his cock right into you. He starts to pound you ruthlessly, Reminding you that he's the one who brought you to hell and you're his. Nobody can take you from him.

Mammon who gives you everything he has, including himself. He kisses your face, prepping it with little kisses and showing his love for you. He lovingly kisses your eyelids before his big tongue delves between your legs, teasingly licking everywhere but your clit. His fingers prod your warm pussy, spreading its lips apart before licking your sweet juices. His amber eyes glint and fill with lust as they look up at you adoringly. He mumbles that you're his. His love, his master, his everything.

Leviathan who fums enviously every time he manages to smell one of the other kings on you. It looks like he has to remind you that in the end you're his. You belong to him! Him and only him! Don't you ever dare to think that you belong to another devil when he's right here.

He purposely annoys you to make you choke him, and then he has you sit on his face and smother him with your pussy. He's the type to savor it with his tongue and lick all of your juices up, almost to the point of overstimulation.

Beelzebub- he eats pussy, he eats ass, he's down to rub his tongue and face against anything you offer him. He'll have his clone fuck you from behind while he's underneath you, tongue licking up your clit and jerking himself off. You're getting yourself gangbanged by his clones, and Beelzebub doesn't stop them until you're a drooling mess, body tired and pleasantly sore (and covered in loads of cum)

Lucifer found it very cute how you suggested he gives you head. You were so adorable in his eyes, of course he can't refuse you when it's what you desire. Are you the emotional type who happens to cry during or after sex? Yeah? Well, he's found his type then. He'll eat your pussy so skillfully, you'll become a blubbering mess until you shed some happy tears. His cock gets painfully hard, all because of you and those sweet tears you cry. You might have been embarrassed about crying before, but now being a crybaby is more of a plus with Lucifer.

Belphegor couldn't care less if you're crushing his face. Squeeze his head with your thighs all you want, he's still getting his meal and then making you ride him after.

He'll eat you out from behind, putting you in a 69 position just so you can suck his cock while he sucks on your clit. His fingers play with your wet slit, curling and pumping into it. He'll have you squirting on his face and cumming your brains out while you have your mouth full of his dick.

For the king of sloth, he doesn't slack when it comes to eating his favorite pussy.

Asmodeus’ affections are too much.

He's a literal sex god, and he comes off as intimidating due to his overwhelming nature. He has his moments of being sweet and tugging on your heart's strings, but even those can feel manipulative after you've had sex. Maybe it's the natural pheromones from his body, or maybe the contract that makes his lust consume you- you can never think rationally when you're with him.. You'll always end up with your legs spread over his shoulders, and his tongue exploring your sweet pussy while he praises you. <3

You're so beautiful, and that pussy is his no matter who gets a taste of it. it will always belong to him, and he reminds you of that before he shoves his cock into you.

Minhyeok- Is sloppy but very enthusiastic! He knows what he has to do, so he just has to put his knowledge into practice! He hums as he melts between your legs, his tongue shyly exploring you as you guide him on how to please you.

He strokes his hard cock while he eats you out, moaning against your pussy as he manages to bring you to an orgasm. He gets all shy and proud of himself. He gives your clit a kiss after he's done with your pretty pussy. <3

[m4rv3l-girl]

Hii pls for the love of God, can you,pake a part 2 of baby fever bucky? And part 3 and 4 cause damn 🥵🥵

I had to do it, I got asked many, many times ( @baw1066 @identity2212)…. So..

Happens to the Best of Us - Part 2

Part 1

Warnings: Pure filth. Breeding kink. Fingering. P in v sex.

“Say please, Doll.”

This pulled a sharp whine from your throat, a pulse beginning to form between your legs. “Hm..please, James..”

And that just about did it, Bucky’s name. His real name. That sent a spark down his spine and he could no longer hold his teasing demeanor, eager to lose control and breed Y/N. He could see your eyes flickering desperately down his body, starting at his neck and eventually landing on the bulge in his jeans.

“G’head, Kitten. Take what you want.” He muttered.

Your hands fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, eager to touch his skin, gasping at the feeling of his stomach, your fingers trace the lines of his chest and abs. Bucky groaned, his cock was practically throbbing now with the need to fill you up.

“Gonna’ make you a mommy.” He lifted your shirt gently yet hastily over your head, revealing your full, soft breasts. After staring in utter adoration for an almost comical amount of time, he cupped them in his hands, his metal thumb brushing over one of your nipples, making them harden into tight peaks.

Letting out a soft moan that lingered in your breath, your head fell backwards. "Buck...please, want your babies in me..."

He quickly acted to dull the pounding ache in your body, capturing your other nipple in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. The hot muscle eased over your taut skin expertly. Your body curved up, hips instinctively grinding against the tough, structured fabric of his jeans. You could feel the moisture nigh-on dripping between your legs, you were aching to be satisfied by his touch. To be filled with his kids.

Bucky slipped his hand under your skirt with conviction, his cool, metal fingers finding the wet heat of your core. He hummed deeply. Slipping a finger inside into you with practiced skill, his thumb and palm messily rubbed your clit, making you grunt with pleasure.

"You're so wet, Y/N," he murmured against the hollow of your collarbone. "Really want my cock, huh? You’re just made to have my babies." Kissing lightly, his lips had a revenant quality as they danced across your chest.

You nodded enthusiastically - breath coming in short gasps. "Yes. Need it. Please..."

James slipped another Vibranium finger inside you, stretching you deliciously and preparing you for his cock. He could feel your muscles retracting around his fingers, your body both tight and begging for more. His mouth explored the expanse of your shoulder, his tongue sliding out and slipping along the arch where your arm joins your neck, continuing to finger you with delicate vigour.

Your body was positively burning, your senses overwhelmed with pleasure. You could feel an orgasm building, a swirling cloud of tension floating south as you got closer and closer to the edge.

"Come for me, Y/N," Bucky whispered, his voice hoarse with a loose clutch on control. "Let me see you come undone, Kitty. It’ll make the seed take better."

With a cry, your body convulsed under the weight of ecstasy, your orgasm ripping through you like a pleasant combustion. Bucky captured your cry in his mouth, his fingers still curling up inside you, drawing out your pleasure.

When you finally rocked down from your release, Bucky lifted you up by the hips and stuffed a pillow under them to angle you upwards. His body covered yours completely. He kissed you deeply and lovingly, his cock throbbing with need as he rubbed it against your pussy.

"I want to feel you inside me," You whispered, darkened eyes locked with his. "I want to feel you breed me, Baby."

Bucky moaned. Not a grunt or a groan, but a true, pleasured moan. His cock was straining painfully by that point. He looked down with nothing but infatuation and lined himself up at your entrance, hands shaking in anticipation. Your hearts were pounding in sync, both sternums moving rapidly.

With one long breath he pushed his hips forward and slipped inside you, his body shuddering at the feel of your slick walls surrounding him raw, with no barrier between you. Your tight body welcomed him in and gripped him tight, causing both pairs of eyes to roll.

“So perfect, Darling…So pretty,” He began to move, his hips thrusting against hers, his cock sliding in and out of her. “M-Fuck..”

"Oh, God, yes," Moaning, your nails dragging down the marred flesh of his back. "Fuck me, James. Fuck me hard."

He obliged, his thrusts becoming faster and harder. You could feel his hips stuttering and faltering after catching your soft spots over and over, his thighs clenching as he approached the edge. He slipped a hand between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit again and stroking it in time with his thrusts.

"Come with me, Y/N," he growled, no longer thinking coherently. "Come with me, baby. I’m ’bout to come inside you-"

With a sob, you felt yourself transcend time and space. Toes curling, back arching, throat bobbing. The air was radiating heat as mingled fluids pooled on the bed.

“Fuck- Yes…Y/N…Gonna’ knock you up, Baby-“

Bucky cried out when your pussy contracted around his cock, your body milking him as he came, his cock convulsing as he filled you with his seed.

You lay there for a moment without breath, bodies entwined, gasps coming in ragged intervals. Bucky rolled off of you, his body spent, but his heart full of love. He pulled you into his arms immediately, your bodies fitting together perfectly.

"I love you, Y/N," he whispered, his voice soft. "I love you so much."

You looked up at him, your eyes filled with love. "I love you too, Bucky. More than anything."

You whine from overstimulation feeling his real hand draw a stripe from your naval to your entrance which was seeping with his release. But before you could reach down to stop him, he tutted. “It’s okay, Doll,” before spreading the liquid stuffing it into you with two fingers, keeping his cum inside you.

“Need to make sure it takes.”

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Soooo……what did you think? 🤔

Part 3 is out now!

[crystalflygeo]

Kinktober Day 3 - Oviposition ft Dan Heng (Honkai Star Rail)

Soooooooo.... this got out of hand WHEEZE as it always does when it involves dragon eggs. I'm-.... I'm just hopeless atp. Buckle up I'm about to ignore canon and pull a lot of made up shit from thin air for the sake of horny, lmaoooo. Lovingly dedicated to @moraxsthrone

This is how Tang Tang was made//HIT

At first, you aren’t sure if you heard correctly. 

Dan Heng says nothing but pointedly avoids your gaze with a healthy blush on his cheeks.

“Did you say, uh… maybe I misheard but-” You start.

“Eggs.” Dan Heng repeats. “Dragon eggs, much smaller, of course, but they… could be viable…”

“... Eggs.” You say with a blink. 

Dan Heng sighs. “Yes.” And turns around to stare and interact with a few screens. “According to some ancient records it seems, those who have fully realized their potential as draconic Vidhyadara and manifest the dragon-like characteristics and behaviors, could, in theory, be able to pass on genes and reproduce like our reptile counterparts.” 

He is still not looking at you. Scrolling mindlessly through windows of text and opening and closing tabs. He’s nervous, you know it. 

“Children.” You blurt.

“Yes, I… it’s understandable if you have reservations. There is time to consider, I don’t want you to feel obligated to anything or…”

There’s a bit of hope in his voice, your heart warms up and flutters. Children. It’s been such an accepted impossibility in your relationship. You’ve entertained the idea of adoption someday. Now there could be a chance?

You just never imagined it would involve getting railed and apparently pumped full of-

You inhale, close your eyes, and decide to speak before you think too much about it. “Alright, but you have a lot to explain.” 

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And so, he explains. In excruciating detail. 

Dan Heng seems to be pondering aloud just as much as he is trying to explain the whole process. All an educated guess, though, as he puts it. You’re working with estimations and are not sure how to feel about that but he’s put an incredible amount of research into it all and that, at least, soothes you.

Over the years you’ve seen Dan Hang in many different ways and dealt with your fair share of… interesting Vidyadhara traits. Mates? Good. Funky dragon anatomy? Very good. Being protective and territorial over you? Yes. But eggs… will definitely be new. 

Your back hits the mattress and you shiver nervously, only in your underwear. Dan Heng kisses you softly, his hand cupping your cheek. Like this his eyes have an almost ethereal glow and his long dark hair is unbound falling down his back. Teal horns crown his head, and though they aren’t new you can’t help but be amazed by them every time.

“How do you feel? Are you sure about this?” He asks tenderly. 

You’re trying hard not to think too much about your previous discussions, sneaking a glance at his underwear out of the corner of your eye, or more accurately, at the large bulge in it. 

You lick your lips nervously and nod “Yeah… yeah, sure.” 

He sighs and smooths a hand along your shoulder. “If you have changed your mind-”

“No, no! I haven’t I promise I just… I’m nervous, there’s a lot to consider and…” You stare at him for a moment and remember, he is walking this path with you, just as lost and nervous. “I love you.” You smile reassuringly. “I love you so much. I want this.”

His breath comes out in a woosh and he leans forward again to kiss you. 

It’s passionate, demanding, his tongue tangles with yours and explores your mouth and you groan, your body melting under him, hands roaming each other’s bodies. You see his teal dragon tail manifesting, swaying about excitedly before curling around your ankle possessively.     

He massages your breast, pinching a nipple between his fingers to bring it to a stiff peak, you whine and arch your back, he takes the chance to make short work of your bra and toss it somewhere along the dark room before your arms curl around his neck once more to pull him down into another kiss.

His hips buck into yours and he moans. Even through the fabric you can already tell this time something is different. 

And honestly you can’t wait. 

Your fingers hook at the edge of his underwear, teasing, and start to pull down, Dan Heng groans and helps you discard his last piece of clothing, your panties quickly joining after and this is it. You stare.

Not just his gorgeous, thick cock you’ve come to love so much but two. Two.

One is relatively normal, his shape and girth familiar despite the clear draconic hue from his dark uncut tip and soft ridges. The other slightly larger, with a pointier tip, not as strange as Dan Heng had made it out to be. The Vidyadhara had been all shy and hesitant about it, both out of embarrassment and perhaps because he was afraid it might scare you off. 

Instead, desire pools between your legs. Oh, how you want.

“A-Alright, so first I should-!!” Any other words are lost in a strangled moan as you reach out and wrap your hand around the unfamiliar length. It’s hot in your palm, thick and firm. Dan Heng hisses as you tentatively jerk it a bit, squeezing around the tip, it’s spade-shaped and neatly tapered, perfect for reaching deep and pressing on just the right spots. 

Or so you assume, won’t know until you try.

He bucks into your hand with a grunt and you stare fascinated at the leaking tip, before either of you can process it, you dark forward and lap at it. “Hng!” He tosses his head back and his hand flies to grip at your hair. 

It tastes salty, slightly more viscous and you can’t get enough of it, you gingerly kiss at the tip and mouth at it before closing your lips around the crown, it’s thick in your mouth, your hand teasing the rest of it. 

You stare up at Dan Heng, his eyes shut tight, brow furrowed and face flushed all the way to the tips of his pointy ears, he’s tense and shivering, clearly holding back from rutting into the wet warmth of your throat. 

So, you attempt to take him deeper, moaning for good measure so the vibrations drive him insane, and you’re rewarded with more pleasured noises that make your pussy clench.

“My love… w-wait-” He gasps, you run your tongue along the underside of his length. “Fuck-!” Ohhh he’s losing his composure, his grip on your hair tightening. When your other hand curls around his unattended cock, thumb swirling at the tip, he snaps. “Enough.”

You pull off with a wet pop, licking your lips and catching your breath. 

Dan Heng pushes you back with a hand and you follow easily, back hitting the mattress and spreading your legs eagerly for him to slot in. He reaches for a pillow and places it under your hips, raising the slightly, his tail now curls around your thigh. 

Your stares cross, love and lust mixing. 

“Are you ready?” He asks, his thumb rubbing over your entrance, finding you dripping wet. 

“Yes, Aeons, yes…”

He leans down to kiss you again, tender this time, there’s a sense of intimacy that warms you. How you love this man, this dragon. The way he dotes over you, the way he breathes in your scent and kisses you and holds you close, tender. 

He sinks two fingers inside you and you whimper into the kiss. He works you open slowly, reverent, pulling in and out, stretching them a bit and adding a third. You’re squirming, desperate and worked up. Nails dragging on his back and shoulders. “Dan Heng please…” 

He kisses at your neck, nips the skin there with his fangs. “Be patient, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t. Please, just put it in. Breed me.” 

He stops, you hear a little growl, ragged breath on your collarbone, and suddenly the fingers are gone. You barely have time to miss them when that thick pointy cockhead is pressing against you. 

Then it sinks in, the glide slow and gentle with Dan Heng’s careful movements.  

And oh, oh- you feel him stretch you. Thick and long and so, so hot. It spears you open in the most delicious way, rubbing at your insides as he pulls out ever so slightly before fucking in deeper with slow rolls of his hips.

You toss your head back and moan. You feel so full, deliciously complete. The draconic cock settling deep inside as Dan Heng bottoms out, his balls flush against your taint and the second cock dribbling precum everywhere on your thigh and navel.  

You take a moment or two to settle, both of you, and then he starts moving. Dan Heng pulls back and rolls into you languidly, slow and deep, testing the waters. 

“So good for me… so warm and… thigh-!” He murmurs against your skin, pressing kisses anywhere he can reach. You keen, arching off the mattress and meeting his every thrust.

The air is thick and heavy, he presses as close as he can against you, your legs lock behind his back as he gradually speeds up. Your thoughts are fuzzy, blissed-out. The room is a cacophony of moans and whimpers and the sound of skin on skin. 

“I need- please- Dan Heng-!!”

The drag of his cock sets you alight, every nerve stimulated, pleasure building and building…

“I’m close” He rasps out. You’re about to tell him to come deep inside as he always does and then you remember.

“Oh.”

Dan Heng’s grip tightens in the sheets, his thrusts slow to a crawl and you suddenly feel a subtle bulge pressing against your hole. “T-that’s-” You say breathlessly. 

An egg.

He presses his forehead against yours and rolls his hips a little more insistent, trying to ease it in “Careful now…relax for me.” 

You’re trying but the pressure is intense and you’re already so full of thick cock. How can you take more? You whimper.

“I’m-”

“You can do it.”

A dragon egg, a little dragon baby. A tiny piece of you and him joining to create something wonderful. This is why you’re doing this. 

“Almost there” His voice is a soothing balm, con contradictory to the way he ruts into you, pushing your limits. But the way his teal eyes almost glow, pupils pulled to slits, flushed and panting but so determined, staring at you with so much love. You bite your lip and cant your hips, muffling your cries as his cock slips deeper with every thrust. 

It feels like an eternity when the ovipositor slips back all the way inside, and you cry out.

Dan Heng’s thumb traces your clit and while he can’t really pull out, he fucks into you with a nice deep grind.

“Dan Heng-!” You whisper, nothing more than a debauched breathless mess. “Dan Heng, Dan Heng, Dan Heng…”

The coil in your gut snaps and you come with a scream, tears springing to your eyes and your walls fluttering around his length, easing the egg deep inside you. He fucks a few more thrusts into you and then makes a noise you never heard from him before, a sort of choked growl.

Then, he stills.

You spend a few moments catching your breath and Dan Heng nuzzles into you, kissing away your tears as you lie a full, overstimulated, flushed mess. 

“Bear with me just a little longer.” He pants, pulling back a a little to hover over you. You groan, having almost forgotten about this particular step and the promise of his other cock, the one more familiar to you. 

He eases the ovipositor out of you slowly. The egg vaguely feeling heavy and round in your womb. You can’t think straight as Dan Heng shifts against you, his other cock resting against your entrance before easily sinking in, smaller than the first, bottoming out immediately. 

You sigh.

“I… I won’t last long.” He admits.

“Breed me.” You repeat. “Our egg will take.”

It seems like the right incentive as he starts fucking into you in a frenzied pace, pressing and pulling at your insides. You sob and squirm, uselessly trying to match his rhythm. He growls, groans and tips over surprisingly quickly, filling you up with sticky cum. 

Your body sags, spent, aching, full, and so utterly satisfied. He stays lodged in deep and doesn’t move. You both take a moment to come down from the intense high. 

Dan Heng slides a hand along your tummy, smoothing the skin there and feeling the very small subtle bulge there. “Mine. All mine… both of you.” He claims.  

You place your hand on his and smile weakly.

He finally pulls out, making you groan at the emptiness, and maneuvers you both onto your sides, spooning you. He brushes at your hair and kisses the back of your neck, whispering sweet nothings “You did so well. I love you.” His hand rests on the soft curve of your stomach. The barest signs of a bump that could be easily missed. “Rest.” 

You sigh deeply, content. “Love you too…” Comes out slightly slurred. And so, you rest.

[natti-ice]

Can I PLEASE have some Colin bridgerton smut? My man deserves it he's so overlooked by Anthony and Benedict that no one barely writes for him and it makes me sadd :(

Imagine you and Colin are on travel(or a honeymoon even) and he just ruins you on a balcony ofc you scold him for it but it's not like he would listen to you

Pairing: Colin Bridegerton x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+mdni, groping, teasing, clit play, semi public sex, p in v, creampie. (1.3k words)

Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated<3

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You're standing outside on the small terrace right outside your bedroom of the chateau you've been staying at for the past few days, the warm summer air blows gently across your skin as you watch the sun set in the distance. Your week has been quite hectic with all the traveling you and your now husband Colin have been doing, he always promised you that once you were wed he would show you the world and he's done very well at keeping his word. The day after your wedding the two of you set off into adventure, stopping off in many cities in England before working your way through Europe.

You were amazed at just how grand everything was outside of your city, you had grown so accustomed to the high social life you were brought up in, it never crossed your mind that others did not live the way you did, and when you found out, it was life changing. In such a short amount of time you had learned so much from the people you and Colin came across, he's quite the tour guide, he shows you to all of the best places for food and always seems to find the most unique forms of entertainment. You were so grateful to have such a special husband, most of the other suitors were bland and didn't care for culture but Colin was different, he had a thirst for exploration and he wanted you to come along.

Though he loved to travel around and see the sights, he also loved to spend time with you. More importantly, time alone... that man hasn't been able to keep his hands to himself since you both said "I do", his hands mindlessly wander around your body at any given moment, the feeling of his rough callused hands sent a rush through your body and he knew exactly what you were feeling. It was almost if he got off on making you shiver, seeing you try to pretend you don't feel anything when his fingers graze the back of your neck while talking to some local about the price of fish in his small town really gets him going.

You were lost in thought and didn't hear the footsteps creeping up behind you until suddenly long, toned, muscular arms wrapped around your frame causing you to jump. You hear his soft chuckle and immediately realize it was your husband, "my apologies dear, I didn't mean to startle you" your heart was already racing because of his sneak up but it pounded a little harder when his hands started to caress your sides so lovingly.

You let out a soft chuckle and lean against his chest "it's alright my love, my mind was in another word" you say, then you feel his hands starting to make their way up to your chest, his large calloused hands cup your breasts through the thin fabric of the nightie that clung to your body. A gasp gets caught in your throat as you feel yourself becoming more aroused, "Colin, we mustn't do this out here, the staff will see."

Colin's warm breath fanned on the nape of your neck leaving goosebumps in its wake as he whispers "we'll give them a good show, lord knows this place lacks entertainment." Despite your protests he continues to indulge in your body, you look over the balcony to see maids hanging up laundry to dry in the distance, surely if the looked up they could see you but in this moment you stopped caring. Your love and lust for Colin was much too strong to fight.

He moved one hand slowly down your front and lifted the hem of your dress to expose your undergarments that were now damp with your arousal, Colin runs his middle and ring fingers teasingly over your clothed slit sending a shiver down your spine. "Mmm, you're already so wet for me. Just how I like you." His dirty words make you feel like the only woman in the world, the pleasure he gives you is unlike anything you have ever experienced and you know you'll never find anything that will compare. His fingers found their way into your panties and he begun teasing your swollen clit with the pads of his fingers, you fought back moans, you didn't want him to know the effects he had on you but he was already well versed in your pleasure.

The hand that was still on your breast made its way you your neck, he held it gently but firm enough that you knew you weren't going anywhere.

"Tell me what you want, dear. Tell me what you crave." He whispers huskily into your ear, his desire for you strong in each of his words. His fingers slowly circled around your entrance, giving you a teasing taste of what's to come if you just ask.

"You," you let out breathlessly, "I want you." He hums as he is delighted by your response and pulls his hand from your clit making you whimper softly with need, he takes his hand off of your throat to quickly pull down his sleeping pants. You feel his hardened cock against your ass as he pulls up the fabric of your nightgown, his fingers hook into the waistband of your underwear and pull them down to your ankles. He spreads your legs with his knee and pushes your back forward slowly, your chest presses against the cool metal of the railing in front of you. He takes your hands and makes you grip the rail as he teasingly says "you might want to hold on, dear."

He lines himself up behind you and slowly runs his tip between your folds before pushing his length into your dripping pussy, your body shakes slightly as your senses are taken over by pleasure. He starts slow, rocking his hips against yours as he holds onto your waist firmly to keep you in place, his cock stretches you out deliciously making you moan softly. Your sounds encourage him to go harder, it's taking everything in him to not completely ruin you right now, he wants to prolong the experience to make sure you feel everything. Once he sets a good pace, that's when he starts to have fun with you. He snakes one hand under your bunched up dress and palms your bare tit, he groans into your ear as he pinches your hard nipple, "you feel so fucking good, fit so perfectly around my cock." You can't fight it anymore, you let your moans fly freely for the world to hear, you'll probably regret it later but you don't care right now.

You were certain everyone in the whole estate knew exactly what was taking place, your loud moans bounced off the walls as you came all over his cock, Colin was in complete ecstasy and couldn't care less about any onlookers. Let them watch. Let them see who owns you.

A few more pumps into your tight channel was all it took to send Colin over the edge, he groaned loudly as his hips bucked against you whilst his seed flooded your womb. He panted heavily as he slowly pulled out of you, both of your fluids covered his length in a beautifully raunchy mess. You slowly stood up straight and turned around to face him, the smile on his face matched yours as you both began to giggle softly. You feel so relaxed but you were still a bit embarrassed about allowing him to take you so publicly. "Colin Bridgerton, you are a very scandalous man" you say teasingly and lightly hit his left peck, he laughs heartily at your comment and takes your hand,  bringing it to his mouth and placing a soft, loving kiss to it. "My apologies, dear. You are too irresistible, I cannot contain my desire for you." He says with a smile and helps you straighten out your clothing before leading you back into your bedroom where he will most likely repeat the events that just transpired.

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Kiss me in the dark(Derek Shepherd)

Paring: Derek Shepherd x Kepner!Reader

Summary: April Kepner's older sister is still a virgin and unlike her sister no one really knows. She shares the same morles as her sister but really she'll only sleep with someone she loves. She loves her boyfriend Derek but hasn't really gotten the chance to do anything until recently.

Warnings: SMUT, no plot just smut, fingering, Praise, gentle sex, loss of virginity, Derek being an absolute sweetheart.

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As soon as we got into his trailer his lips were on mine, holding my face gently. as the kiss got more heated I felt his hands start to roam my body.

My eyes widened for a second feeling my stomach do flips I placed my hands on his chest and slowly pulled away. he noticed this, and placed a small kiss to my nose.

“we don't have to. only if-”

“shut it” I softly joked, cutting him off as ran my fingers through his perfect hair. My hands slightly shook as they fell to his belt. I kissed his lips trying to cover the fact I was struggling to unbuckel it. He softly pulled away and placed his hands on mine stope me.

He chuckled slightly. “hey, hey, slow down” I looked up at him with puppy eyes. He smiled lovingly and caressed my cheek. “we'll take things slow” he whispered kissing my cheek.

He smiled softly and took my hand and lead me to his bed. I felt so innocent and shy compared to his confident poster.

I stood still for a bit and looked around his tiny trailer. As I looked around a felt him come up behind me and brush my hair to the side. He started leaving soft kisses up and down my neck as his arms wrapped around my waist.

I felt him stop as he noticed my nervous poster. He turned me around softly and held my face in his hands making our eyes lock.

“what's wrong, Sweetheart?” he asked kindly, looking down at me.

“mm' nothing” and it was the truth. I didn't feel uncomfortable, nor felt paranoid or scared, I trusted him completely. I just simply felt shy at that moment, he smiled at and stroked my cheek softly with his thumb.

“your so beautiful...” he whispered as his hands fell to my ass. I stuttered feeling more shy under my boyfriends gaze.

A soft wine left my lips as I felt him pick me up caring me to his bed. he crawled on top of me, laying me down on the bed as he did so. he rubbed small, comforting circles into my hips, letting me know he was there and I could trust him.

I felt his hands settle on my thighs, slightly letting them wander up my shorts, “do you trust me?” he asked softly.

I felt body trembled, but seemingly in the best way possible. My body was practically in flames from his small, teasing touches. I nodded needing more of his touch.

“use your words, or I can't do anything” he said as I got lost in his blue eyes.

“yes..” I whispered and gently played with the dark hairs at the neap of his neck. He thumb stroked my cheek and his head titled to the side rasing and eye brow. “Yes, what Honey?”

I swallowed nervously not knowing how to say nor did I know what he want to here. “I trust you... please touch me Derek”

that was all Derek needed before he snapped, and his lips once again collided with mine. My hands went to his chest and I gasped into the kiss, noticing how much harder than it was than the first. but nonetheless, I was enjoying the hell out of it. especially when I felt his tongue slip past my lips and began to explore every part of my mouth.

He broke the kiss for a swift moment, “if you want me to stop... tell me and i'll do it, okay? i don't want you to be uncomfortable.”

I quickly nodded, not even really processing his words, I just wanted more of him.

He pulled away slightly giving me a serious look “I'm serious y/n” he said softly.

I nodded softly playing with the dark hair at the neep of his neck. “I will...”

My hand fell to his and our fingers laced together. I felt my chest heat up as he leaned down and pressed a delicate kiss on my lips as he placed our laced finger on the bed next to my head.

he started to press light kisses on my neck. I sighed, I had never felt a sensation like this. He bit down lightly and I let out a small whimper at the feeling. he moaned quietly at the sounds that were leaving my lips. He didn't sound disappointed.

“you like that, Baby?” he cooed teasingly in my ear, nibbling a bit on it, causing a shiver to go down my spine. that was all he needed before he continued to work on my neck, leaving small love marks on the smooth flesh.

“Der.. more.. Please” I pleaded, still not really knowing what I needed more of, but I just I needed more of him. he chuckled in my ear, and placed one last kiss on my jaw before gently lifting me up and laying my head on his pillow.

“what do you want more of?” he asked, hovering over me. His blue eyes stared into mine with a smirk.

“I-i don't know... just-more”

It was kinda funny, because I was begging and I truly didn't even know what I wanted. I knew it would make Derek's thoughts go wild, and I could feel his cock harden at the look on his face as he leaned in closer.

“you want me to touch you more?” he asked trailing his hand down to my outer thigh, “want me to make you feel good with my fingers?”

I felt my heart almost exploded from his words, and I felt my panties suddenly dampen.

“please Derek” I shuddered, wrapping my arms around his neck. he smirked and placed a small, but reassuring kiss on my lips.

I felt his fingers gently trailed over my thighs, going down my shorts, the feeling made me whimper. he pinched at the delicate skin, and I sighed out of content as his fingers inched closer and closer to where I needed him the most.

“are you okay?” he asked and placed a delicate kiss on my lips.

“I-it feels good...” I whimpered to him.

“don't worry, baby. gonna make you feel amazing,” he said kissed my neck once more, and his fingers finally found my clothes bundle of nerves, and he pressed down gently.

I let out a gasped at the sensation, my hips instinctively bucking up as I tried for more friction. he began with small circles on my panties, and he had already made me a sounding mess by the time he was attempting to push them aside, and run a finger up my slit.

“I've barely even touched you and you're soaked... what's got my beautiful girl so worked up?”

I blushed at the question making me hide my face in his chest from embarrassment, and he chuckled lightly.

“hey, don't be embarrassed. I think it's adorable.” he smiled lovingly.

he kissed my lips again, his tongue finding its way back into my mouth as my chest heaved from the overwhelming pleasure.

without warning, he slipped one finger in. it made me gasp into the kiss, partly from pain, the other from pleasure. He moaned at the sounds he was pulling from me.

soon enough, he was fucking me relentlessly with his just one finger, and I rocked my hips back and forth, just chasing a build up that I had never even experienced before.

“your being so good Honey, fucking my fingers like this.” he whispered, making a small whimper escaped my lips once again.

he kept going, even at one point, slipping another finger in to stretch me out a bit. I practically screamed at the feeling, the overwhelming sensation almost becoming too much to handle.

“can I take this off?” he asked tugging at his shirt that covered my body.

I nodded and he swiftly pulled the shirt off my body, and beginning to suck on my nipple lightly. He chuckled at the sudden halt in speech, and kissed my breasts soothingly as he felt my pussy clench around his fingers.

“I can feel you clenching around me baby... are you gonna cum for me?" he asked, coming closer to my face. I quickly nodded, the coil in my stomach progressively becoming looser.

“Derek, I'm gonna cum.” I warned him, and he simply hummed at my obliviousness. “Der..” I gasped, a wave of pure pleasure washing over me, sending what felt like electricity through my veins as he fingers went even faster.

“There you go, Baby.” he said softly.

My thighs trembled violently as I came on his fingers, and I had to hide my face in Derek's shoulder to muffle the scream that elicited from my lips.

As I saw stars, Derek kept going, this time focusing on my clit more than anything. those same noises leaving my mouth hadn't stopped, and before I knew it, that same feeling over came me again. I started to rock against his hand as I came, clinching the sheets on his bed.

I felt my whole body shake as Derek took his hand away, and he licked the rest of my release off of his fingers. he hummed as he stared into my eyes.

“you tast so good” I could feel his cock now painfully hard on my thigh, practically pleading to be released.

I smiled quietly as tried to regulate my breathing. I had never had an experience like this before, and I couldn’t believe that I had just lied there and actually enjoyed it

“you alright?” he asked brushing a few pieces of hair out of my face.

I smiled kissing his lips softly. he placed his hands on my cheeks deeping the kiss as he rubbed his hand up and down my hips, I sighed calming down as his touch soothed me. “do you want more? or... are you done for the night?”

Of course I wanted more of his touch, I wanted so much more. I wanted everything I just had, and even more than that if even possible.

I looked up at Derek with puppy eye “more... Please.”

he raised an eyebrow at with a comforting smike, “are you sure?"

I nodded my head threading my fingers through his hair bring him closer, “please Derek."

And with that, he started kissing my shoulders and neck every now and then to calm me down. He could tell that I was nervous about him seeing me in such a vulnerable moment. he slowly slipped my shorts and panties down gently, throwing them off to the side of the bed.

I laid back down, watching as he began to take his own clothes off. when he was finished, he hovered over me again, his hands gently traved my naked skin, drawing small circles into it. I felt his blue eyes scan my whole body and I started blush as I instincly covered my body with his sheets.

“hey, please don't cover up. you’re so beautiful.” I let out a quiet whimper still keeping my body covered up by his dark sheets. Derek looked up giving me a look of permission, slowly peeling the sheet away.

“so beautiful” he said kissing my chest. I trusted and loved Derek. He always made sure I was safe and comfortable. He handled me with care like he had always done.

He smirked, and gently kissed my lips. he began to kiss all over me, sucking and nibbling at certain parts, leaving me to whimper and tremble some more. his hands traveled everywhere, especially when it came to my breasts. he played with them between his fingers, showing extra attention to me nipples as he whispered sweet nothings. I sighed from pleasure and carded my fingers through his dark hair when he kissed them, and began to play with them with his tongue.

suddenly, he leaned up, and took us in for another heated kiss, “I can’t wait to ruin you, baby"

maybe if any other scenario or if he wasn't my loving boyfriend, I would’ve panicked and ran for the hills. but, this time, his words simply made me clench my thighs together. he felt it, and looked over. he let out a low chuckle, and shook his head.

“is that what you want? want me to fuck you?” he asked rubbing my cheek as a smirk was plastered on his face.

I felt nervous for this part, but I couldn’t even be bothered to think on the fact that I was still a virgin. Derek knew it as well and we had the conversation before. And he said wait until I was ready. That's always been the plan and he simply wasn't going to let me freak out, or feel shy or embarrassed.

I nodded my head frantically, and he teasingly rubbed his cock on your swollen clit. I leaned up to kiss him this time, forcing my tongue in his mouth, which baffled him as he continued to rock his hips into mine.

“look at you making demands...” he moved some hair from my face, “damn... you’re so beautiful.”

There was a beat of silence, only the sounds of your heart beating in sinc. “der..”

He hummed in response, locking his blue eyes with mine as I started to stutter under his gaze. “W-will you...um...”

He gave me a comforting look “will I what, sweetheart? say it.”

I blushed and glanced over for a moment, I felt my face burn again, but he grabbed my chin, and forcing our eyes to lock. “say it.”

Ihuffed, growing more needier and needier by the second, “Derek please.... Fuck me”

that’s when he kissed me again, but this time, it felt... different. it didn’t feel as if he was just trying to fuck me. It was like his normal loving kisses. Like the first kiss we ever shared. he simply just wanted a kiss. A kiss that says he loves me.

he aligned himself with me and looked up at me with reassurance in his eyes. “are you sure?”

I quickly nodded, “yes, please.” I shot him a loving smile, despite the very thing that was about to happen. but, I felt my smile suddenly faltered when a small thought popped into my head.

He must have noticed the shift on my face, and stopped automatically with a concerned look. “what's wrong Honey?” he asked stroking my cheek.

“does-will it hurt?” I asked softly. he softly smile,as my voice was just so fragile and curious. but, he leaned down and softy kissed my forehead,

“just for a few moments, but if it’s too much... you can let me know and i’ll stop, alright?”

I couldn’t help but to smile back at him lovingly, as his voice was so gentle and hypnotic. “okay...”

And with that, he aligned himself one more time, and his hand moved to my hip down as he slowly slid his tip inside. that burning sensation started, the one that ginny had described. and for a moment, I thought I wouldn’t be able to handle it. a small hiss feel from my lips at the intrusion, and Derek caressed your cheek as held on to his arms.

“s-slow at first... please?” he looked at me with a reassuring smile.

Derek chuckled, “that was my plan.” he kissed my forehead softly. “I'll be as gentle as possible”

He began to dig his hips deeper, his cock making its way slowly more into me. I whimpered with every movement, but Derek was there whispering soft praises and reassurances in my ear.

“tell me how good it feels, darling.”

“so good... Fuck, Derek...”

And at one point, a string of curses even left my mouth, leaving Derek a groaning mess, as my shyness and innocence was slowly dying out underneath him.

“never knew such a innocent girl like you could say such nasty things...” he whispered, kissing my neck, sucking on it a bit.

Finally, that now familiar burning in my stomach took over, and I started squirming underneath him as I  unraveled in his arms. a loud scream left my lips, and Derek started planting open mouthed kiss to muffle the noises.

“God you look so gorgeous when you cum...” he groaned.

with just a few more thrust, Derek pulled out, cumming all over my stomach.

he rested his head on my chest few moments catching his breath as I mindlessly played with the damp strands of his hair. he placed a few kisses around my Breasts then up to my face, and slowly got up. he picked up my panties off of the floor, and leaned me up to put them back on.

“Let's get you cleaned up sweetheart” he said slipping his boxers back on.

I obliged by getting up. but, I underestimated everything for a moment, as you my aches, as well as my whole entire lower body. I tumbled and Derek caught me before I hit the ground. “I got you” he whispered.

He quickly scooped me into his arms, and carried me into the bathroom. He ran a hot bath and got one of his t-shirts to sleep. He gently lowered me into the bathtub then situated his body behind mine. “you did so good for me, Baby” he said softly, kissing my neck.

I leaned my back into his chest, as I tried to keep my eyes open. Derek gently kissed my cheek and continued to clean me up. “just relax, I got you” he whispered.

After he massaged the aches away and got me changed he gently picked me up in his arms once again caring me to his bed that now had fresh sheets.

“I wasn't too rough was I, Honey?” he asked as I cuddles to his chest. I looked up and smiled dispute my burning cheeks. “it was amazing” I whispered right before falling asleep in his arms.