#mild hybrids

[sky-high-standards]

Yandere dragon x knight reader

Warning!!!: mild smut capturing

Just a twist on the yandere knight x dragon reader my single pringles~💜

Yandere dragon~ Who's the most feared dragon in all the land and has destroyed many Kingdoms with his wrath.

Yandere dragon~ Who, like any other dragon, collected precious and beautiful things and kingdoms would normally offer treasures in return for mercy and that's exactly what your kingdom did.

Yandere dragon~ Who soon got bored and displeased with the treasures offered and decided to take the princess instead and you had to rescue her since you're the most honored knight in the kingdom.

Yandere dragon~ Who was amused to see you demanding he release the princess. It was cute to see a tiny little knight facing the most feared dragon and he decided to toy with you for a bit before devouring you.

Yandere dragon~ Who was quite impressed with your skills but easily wore you out and was about to burn you to a crisp when suddenly your helmet fell off.

Yandere dragon~ Who is temporarily stunned by you. You were astonishing the most beautiful treasure he's ever come across.

Yandere dragon~ Who watches you ride away on your stead while he's distracted to safety his deep amber eyes lingering on your form.

Yandere dragon~ Who flies to your kingdom and makes s deal with the king, the princess in return you.

Yandere dragon~ Who grins at how the king immediate agreed and the villagers quickly give you to him and have you tied up so pretty like a gift on Christmas morning.

Yandere dragon~ Who shows you his human form in order to scare you a little less and in hopes it'll be easier for you to take him as your mate since he knows how captivating he is in that form.

Yandere dragon~ Who treats you like glass humans do tend to be quite fragile after all and he could never harm his little treasure.

Yandere dragon~ Who breeds you as soon as you warm up to him and makes sure to be extra gentle with you if he's just a little too rough he'll be sure to break you.

Yandere dragon~ Who covers you in jewels and rubies as a way to show you're his you didn't seem to like the love bites, but he still gives you some on occasion.

No one will ever harm you or our family my treasure…I'll make sure of it~

[queenie-the-court-jester]

Yandere farm x farmhand reader 🌾

A/n: this contains few nsfw mentions, mdni please! They're not all that yandere, just a bunch of dumb silly hybrids trying to catch their favorite humans attention. This is their intro

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★yandere farm x farmhand reader. I know this isn't original, but I always love the concept. Just minding your business, sweaty and hot from the sun, when suddenly a certain German Shepard hybrid starts sniffing you up and down, lapping up your sweaty skin and grinning when you swat him away. How did you end up here?

★maybe you came here for a summer job, maybe some relatives owned the farm, maybe you were always working here. Either way, it doesn't take long for the hybrids to notice you once you arrive.

★the bulls and cows watching curiously from the fields, the centaurs trying to peek from their stables, the merfolk living in the lake just down the property poke their little heads out. The dogs barking from their Little homes, and the cats watching from the windows. You couldn't help but gawk at the variety of hybrids, there were so many! Merfolk, avians, cattle, cats, dogs.

★your first week there was nice, the other farmhands were nice, and the owners were so sweet! Always speaking fondly of their pets, the old couple would watch them run in the field or play by the lake. You yourself found them a little annoying. Always sniffing, grabbing, nipping at your clothes. You've had to fight your overall bottoms free from one of the pooches one too many times. The cats were no better.

★your second week you meet the cattle and centaurs. And unlike the house cats and guard dogs, they're less handsy. Simply observing from afar. Occasionally sniffing you before nodding their heads and pulling away. Letting you do your job of combing, cleaning and fixing up them and their stables. The cattle would happily let you milk them, applying the breast pumps to the females and a cock pump to the males. You ignored how they looked at you strangely during milkings

★the third week you meet the avians. Odd little bunch, hopping around and puffing up their chests. They watched you enter their enclosure curiously, you were busy picking up their molten feathers because you thought they were pretty. So bright and colorful! Walking around bent over a little when you finally notice the peacock male standing right Infront of you. He gave you a pointed look before his tail feathers expanded. Looking prideful, tilting his chin up as if in an arrogant way. Swaying side to side and closer to you, while you just held the feathers in your hands, a little confused. He got closer until he let out an incredibly loud squawk. Turning around abruptly to glare at the cuckoo who bent down to poke his butt. The cuckoo gave you a grin before climbing back up the tree, using this time as distraction, you quickly escaped.

★on the fourth week, you meet the merfolk. Having been here a month, they were eager to meet you. Watching you walk on the dock with fish feed, eagerly Perking up and swimming closer. You shook out a good handful and chucked it out for the koi fish to eat. They swarmed the area until all the food was gone, simply staring up at you. One poked her head out, tilting it a bit and making a 'click' sound with her tongue. You mimicked her, doing the same. She seemed elated, making various whistles and clicks, splashing up and down the lake. The lake was manmade and filled with koi fish when it was finished, but then again there may be more fish not even the owners know about since it was so deep. How'd they get in there? You're not sure, but you just know it.

★on the fifth week your owners told you about how they had bought multiple sheep, and goats. One male for each group. Watching the loading truck approach the little barn they were finished building. So that's why it was there, they started construction when you arrived the first week. You helped the other farmhands get them situated, at first they were rowdy and a little aggressive but for some reason calmed down when you approached them. Your colleagues now called you the sheep whisperer. You quickly learned how to shave their wool and milk the goats properly. Sometimes braiding their long hair, you just wish the ram would stop headbutting the nearest male colleague for your attention.

★On your sixth week, you went for a walk in the forest when suddenly a little body of fluffy fur tackled you, growling with it's teeth barred. You looked up to see a Pomeranian hybrid, trying it's best to look intimidating. Their fluffy tail gave them away, it was wagging 100mph. They visibly deflated when you reached up a hand to pet them, letting you for A couple minutes before getting off. Walking back into the woods towards three wolves. Dissapearing with them. Not soon after you found a friendly garden naga. Just lounging on a rock and enjoying the sun. You asked to join and they let you, laying there for a good while until you had to go back to the farm. Noticing they had wrapped their tail around you, oh boy. It'll take a good while to get out. Welp, might as well make yourself comfortable and wait for the dogs to come find you

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HYBRIDS AND THEIR NAMES:

Week one, cats and dogs;

Brutus, dog hybrid, 18, German Shepard, he/him

Dolly, dog hybrid, 26, doberman, she/her

bladviba, dog hybrid, 25, black Russian terrier, he/him

Molly, dog hybrid, 17, chow chow, she/her

Sweet pea, dog hybrid, 17, samoyed, they/them amab

bubba, dog hybrid, 37, borzoi, he/him

Princess, cat hybrid, 18, ragdoll, she/her

Prince, cat hybrid, 19, Norwegian forest cat, he/him

King, cat hybrid, 27, Khao manee, he/him

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Second week, cattle and centaurs;

Miss bené, cow hybrid, 49, white park cattle, she/her

Miss blackberry, cow hybrid, 22, Aberdeen Angus, she/her

Miss Polly, cow hybrid, 26, Aberdeen Angus, she/her

Miss frufru, cow hybrid, 28, Aberdeen Angus, she/her

Miss Vivian, cow hybrid, 35, Aberdeen Angus, she/her

Big daddy, bull hybrid, 52, Aberdeen Angus, he/him

Johnny, bull hybrid, 18, Aberdeen Angus/white park cattle, he/him

Jacqueline, centaur, 19, shire horse, she/her

Timothy, centaur, 21, galineers cob, he/him

maya, centaur, 17, fjord horse, they/them

Casper, centaur, 23, ardennais, he/him

miguel, centaur, 18, Andalusian horse, he/him

harmony, centaur, 25, Breton horse, they/them

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third week, avians;

Sydney, avian, 22, cockatoo, they/he

Evangeline, avian, 19, peacock, she/her

Gabriel, avian, 20, peacock, he/him

fajarah, avian, 24, indian ring necked parakeet, she/her

Foolish, avian, 26, owl finch, he/him

simon, avian, 28, tyto alba, he/him

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Fourth week, merfok;

tancho, koi fish merfolk, 19, tancho koi, he/him

kiko, koi fish merfolk, 19, kikokuryu koi, she/her

hime, koi fish merfolk, 19, hirenaga koi, she/her

Tsu, koi fish merfolk, 19, doitsu koi, they/them

koromo, koi fish merfolk, 19, koromo koi, he/him

Mason, lake 'monster' (crocodile), 20, freshwater crocodile, he/him

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Fifth week, goats and sheep;

Sally, goat, 25, angora goat, she/her

Opal, goat, 24, Tennessee fainting goat, she/her

Sasha, goat, 26, australian cashmere goat, she/her

kim, ram, 23, dutch landrace goat, he/him

Poka, sheep, 19, Valais black nose, they/them

Juniper, sheep, Valais black nose, she/her

violet, sheep, 18, harri, she/her

azucar, sheep, 17, Columbia sheep, she/her

Wehrner, ram, 21, American black belly, he/him

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Sixth week, the forest creatures:

roxy, wolf hybrid, 19, grey wolf, she/her

Silas, wolf hybrid, 21, grey wolf, he/him

Milo, wolf hybrid, 20, albino Grey wolf, they/them

Kiki, dog hybrid, 18, Pomeranian, they/them

Coachella, naga, 27, garden snake, they/him

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[wulvercazz]

⚠️Always keep your Wolverine on a leash when walking outside⚠️

[ash-rigby]

I've been itching to finalize a design for my fursona, Jonesy the grizzly-boar. I love them, your honour. Also I made him purple because it's my party.

[They/He]

[tetsuskei]

So fox!childe…are we discussing sweet moments of courtship OR how he gets a little extra predatory when kitty!risu is close to ovulation? 🌚

nana how did you read my mind, i’m so—*head in hands*

indeed i’m thinking abt predatory childe thoughts and abt ovulation bc im close to that

i feel like the first time i’d probably go in heat i’d try to hide it from him (trope where you use suppressants but they don’t work), but he is very attentive by nature, so it is a girlfail (RIP). confronts me abt it by coming over to my place when he hasn’t seen me for awhile (1 day)

he is a little mad bc he can smell my heat and doesn’t want anyone else to be able to. is it paranoia? maybe so. but he does not let either of us leave the house for DAYS.

i’m already marked by him of course, but he still likes to make sure im covered in his scent from head to toe. very also much into biting and marking, just overall very feral i fear 😓 i cannot keep up. but he is in my ear moaning or saying something absolutely filthy.

he’s also very clingy and territorial (cancer men 🙂‍↕️) and horny (surprise) but also accommodating to helping me get thru bc he’s a freak and will help me cum as many times as i need to get thru this (may have passed out once or twice)…i don’t think he ever separates from me the entire time, just cockwarms until either of us is ready to go again. his breeding kink may need to be put under government surveillance for how bad it is 😓

tells me to never try to hide my heat from him again or there will be consequences.

[moo9395]

Martyn/ Jimmy/ Scott/ Tango - ship fic

For @entropicthymes as part of the @mcytblrholidayexchange​

It was new years eve and Martyn, Scott, Jimmy, and Tango were all sitting in their living room watching the end of something on the TV.

Scott was lying on the sofa with his feet in Jimmy’s lap idly flicking through a magazine. Leant up against the sofa between Jimmy's knees was Tango with Martyns head lying in his lap as the former absentmindedly combed his fingers through the latters hair. 

As the programme came to an end Scott tossed his magazine onto the coffee table and moved to get up. 

“I’m going to pop the kettle on” He said as he stretched and ran a hand through his hair.

Tango shuffled Martyns head off, ignoring his protests, and stood up to help Scott.

Seeing as his pillow had gone, Martyn stood up and plonked himself down on the sofa next to Jimmy.

Said pillow then reappeared, popping his head round the door to ask who wanted tea.

Jimmy and Martyn answered simultaneously with a polite “Me please” to Tango rolled his eyes fondly. 

In a few minutes Scott returned with a tray of mugs in his hands which he gently placed on the coffee table before squashing himself between Jimmy and Martyn.

“Room for a little one?” Tango asked, grinning.

Jimmy shifted up pushing the other two with him “Always room for you”. 

“Are we doing presents then?” Martyn inquired, hands wrapped around his warm mug.

Jimmy bobbed excitedly causing Tango to squeak in alarm and Scott to nearly spill his tea.

“Sorry” he babbled apologetically as Martyn laughed. 

Once Jimmy had stopped apologising, Martyn stood up and made his way over to the ‘certainly not over decorated’ Christmas tree (Scott had been in charge) and began pulling out the gifts underneath. 

“Right, who wants to go first?” he asked, settling himself down cross legged on the floor, four wrapped gifts beside him. 

“Lets just go in a circle” Jimmy answered “Start with Tango and end with Martyn” 

“Alright sounds good to me” Scott added as the others hummed in approval. 

Martyn turned to his pile of presents and ruffled through a few labels before handing a soft, flopping looking package to Tango. 

The blaze-born flipped the tag over which read ‘To Tango, from your secret santa x’. 

He then carefully unwrapped the present.

“Wow,” he murmured, holding up a knitted sweater decorated with intricate designs and patterns in shades of red, orange and yellow. 

“Do you like it?” Martyn asked nervously.

“Well that's sort of given away the ‘Secret Santa’ aspect of this but oh well” Jimmy said under his breath.

Tango ignored him “It’s gorgeous Martyn,” he replied, still staring at the gift “Where did you get it?”

Martyn mumbled something under his breath as his cheeks flushed and he began to play with the carpet.

“You what?” Scott inquired curiously.

“I made it” Martyn answered, cheeks flushing even further as he glanced up grinning at the looks of shock on his partner's faces. 

The three of them just stared open mouthed at him until Jimmy broke the silence “I didn’t know you could knit”

Martyn smirked “Well a mans gotta have some secrets doesn’t he?” he answered, recovering some of his usual bravado. 

“Well sure but you don’t usually expect the secret to be world class knitting skills do you?” Tango added smiling fondly as any bravado Martyn had managed to claw back vanished in the blushing mess.

“Alright who’s next” Scott asked loudly pulling Martyn back to reality “Right yeah, Jimmy” he babbled handing Jimmy a package.

Jimmy tore off the wrapping rather unceremoniously and pulled out a large blanket.

It was cream with tassels at each end and covered in colourfully embroidered flowers.

Jimmy squealed (it was a very manly squeal) in delight as he ran his fingers over each design.

“Happy new year” Scott giggled and Jimmy leapt on him pressing kisses to whatever he could reach.

“Alright let him breathe” Tango chided but his smile was evident in his voice.

Jimmy pulled back still beaming and went back to examining the poppies, carnations, bluebells and other flowers that Scott had expertly sewn into the blanket.

Scott accepts the package from Martyn with a polite “thank you love” and a peck on the cheek.

It’s smaller than the others but Scott knows size is no guarantee of worth (Minds out the gutter please) as he carefully undoes the bow and slowly peels back the wrapping.

“It’s like watching a strip tease” Martyn quips, the comment earning a stifled laugh from Jimmy and a glare from Scott who tosses the wrapping paper at him.

Having finally unwrapped the gift Scott is now holding a small box, he removes the lid and peeling back the layers of golden tissue paper pulls out a pair of earrings.

“Oh they’re gorgeous” he exclaims holding up one of the pairs, it's long and dangling with four large crystals connected by rows of tiny clear beads. 

“There’s a crystal to show each of us” Tango explained, he was too excited to care about giving himself away.

Scott inspected the gems further, he was familiar with gemstones and recognised each, a chunk of yellow jasper for Jimmy, a piece of prehnite for Martyn, a bit of red sunstone for Tango, and a segment of amazonite for him.

“Are you crying?” Jimmy asked amused.

Scott sniffed “Mind your own business” the others laughed and Tango reached out a warm hand and ruffled Scott's hair.

Once Scott had recovered himself it was Martyns turn. 

“I wonder who this could be from” the blond said, lifting his gift into the air and shaking it with mock confusion.

Jimmy rolled his eyes affectionately “Just open it”.

Martyn pulled the red ribbon of the small (and surprisingly neatly wrapped) box, before pulling off the wrapping.

Underneath the holly covered wrapping paper was a velvet box, Martyn gently lifted the hinged lid to reveal a small, ornate ring.

After lifting the ring out of its box he rotated it with his fingers examining the finely carved lettering.

“It’s all of our initials and our anniversary” Jimmy said with flushed cheeks “I know it's similar to Tango’s.. I didn’t mean to.. obviously.. I didn’t know-”

Martyn cut him off with a peck on the lips “It’s lovely Jim, thank you”.

Jimmy beamed, obviously delighted before pulling Martyn unceremoniously down onto the sofa.

Scott and Tango sat laughing at Martyn’s muffled protests to being suffocated in feathers. 

—————

After a couple games of Mario Party, Jimmy leapt up from the sofa “The fireworks are starting!” he cheered as he ran over to the window peering out into the dark.

Scott and Martyn heaved themselves up to go and look, Martyn opening the window as he reached it.

The sound of fireworks filled the small apartment along with the small shrieks of excitement from a certain canary.

“Jimmy you’re getting feathers in my mouth again” Martyn muttered, pushing yellow wings out of his face. 

Then he paused as he heard a soft whimper behind him “Tango?” he whispered as he turned.

Tango was crouched in the corner of the room, back to the wall and hands clamped over his ears.

Martyn rushed over to him, noticing his sudden absence Scott and Jimmy also turned. 

Martyn crouched down beside his boyfriend whose eyes were screwed up and his hands were still clamped over his ears.

“I think it's the noise” Scott muttered gently, noticing the blazeborns tail flicking agitatedly.  

Jimmy shot up and tripped over himself in his hurry to close the window.

The sound of fireworks was muffled, for good measure Jimmy closed the curtains before returning to his boyfriends.   

“Tango sweetie, can you hear me?” Scott probed softly but the blaze-born didn’t even acknowledge the statement.

“We need to ground him” Jimmy whispered as he gently began tracing patterns in his partner's folded knees.

Martyn and Scott followed his example; Scott rubbing smooth circles in the blond's back and Martyn opting for gently playing with his hair.

After a few moments Tango's breathing relaxed, his hands moved away from his ears and his eyes fluttered open.

“Hello sunshine” Martyn breathed lightly “Are you feeling better?”.

Tango nodded shyly before rasping out a small “thank you”.

The three of them smiled softly before Jimmy stood “Come on let’s go back to the sofa”.

The others murmured in agreement as the canary pulled them to their feet. 

They all settled down on the sofa and Scott grabbed a soft blanket placing it over them, Jimmy reaching over to grab his blanket and placing it on top. 

Martyn switched the TV and put on big hero six before settling back to playing with Tangos hair.

Jimmy was lying curled across the blaze-borns lap and the latter was gently preening his wings.

Scott had his head on Martyns shoulder gently tracing stars onto the shorter man’s thigh.

Eventually Jimmy dropped off to sleep and was soon followed by Tango. 

Martyn stopped playing with his hair after a few moments and turned his head to look down at Scott before reaching his hand round to stroke the younger’s cheek.

“Happy new year” He murmured softly, pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head.

A smaller hand found his own as Scott gently ran his thumb across Martyn’s fingers “Happy new year”.

[germancarssince1946]

2022 BMW 223i Active Tourer Mild-Hybrid

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[thedeafprophet]

baby is bugs

[valentinoappreciator]

Hope you didn’t mind my little before sleep rant in your ask box ^^’ I was having. Many thoughts…

Sorry if it was a bit much tho…

—Hybrid

Hybrid, you could say the most heinous, most depraved, most deranged shit possible about Valentino, and I would still gobble it up ❤️ you're fiiiiine! You can always dump your thoughts in my inbox, just like Valentino can always dump a load in my [redacted]

[wuzhere75]

Bigshadow getting the horrors beamed straight into her brain by her funny brain friend

[wulvercazz]

🍭And So, It Begins🦇

~ October 3rd - Candy, Pole Dancing/Stripping ( Ichigo x Grimmjow ) ~ Extra tags; food play, food insertion/unsafe insertion

The Prompt List

(fic part 1 under the cut)

Ichigo has to have been staring at the rundown lot for about an hour. Or perhaps a minute.

All he's wanted as a young adult looking to get away from his homereef and out from under his father's fin - claw - is to find a decent enough job. This was supposed to be his bout of good luck- not,,, the beginning of a bad horror story.

The secretary who contacted him was real, he gave him accurate and detailed information, he heard his voice. And for what? The carcass of a school who in no reality would have ever been looking to "urgently fill a teaching position". And there was no mistaking the address he was given either. There was no other school in all of Aquacity.

He should've never come here. It's almost dark, the seabus back to Karaura reef is another six hours of travel and not even available again til morning. He feels played with, obviously  frustrated, and so incredibly tired.

And the small apartment he made arrangements for prior to his travel is so lackluster and just plain sad-looking he simply doesn't feel like going there to sleep this horrible night off either.

His feet drage little clouds of sand with every step. He doesn't want to think about it, about how much of a loser he is, about how come morning he'll have to go back home with his tail between his legs and say "hey dad, missed me on the single day I was gone?"

What he could do, is get ahold of a drink, sit on a crowded bar, and perhaps find a warm body to flirt his depression away to.

He doesn't expect to find himself lost to the view of this place. People had looked at him weird at the bus central whenever they heard where he was moving; but no one ever said much of anything about the place. It looked... well, like a city. With a good few large coral buildings towering above, fancy looking roads and lots of businesses; all dark and mostly quiet as night settled above the water. The curious sight of it was all the orange and plack and purple dressing it all. The jack-o-lanterns and the star-like decorations on the doors. Everything set for Halloween like he's never seen anyone do back home, or anywhere ever. It might've looked even cheery and bright earlier... except- where's everybody?

He's not really one for holidays, barely celebrates his birthday at all even, but he knows for a fact that Halloween is supposed to happen.. at night. It's late, but not quite midnight, not so late that a place so meticulously decorated like this would be barren before the ring o the bell. Where is everybody?

As he walks, what little people had been walking by in the distance have all scurried away into their homes or simply out of sight, and more than a little mystifying,,, he's started to get a little freaked.

Ichigo quickens his steps, his one claw clicking anxiously and creating little air bubbles amidst the water, his antenna jittery as he turns about for any sign of life. And... and suddenly there is. Muffled and uninteligible, but it's the sound of music; that must be it surely... everyone's celebrating indoors and here he is... worrying over nothing.

He really hopes it is a bar, he really needs that drink now.

The light trembling of the soundspeakers reaches his body when he finds the place. "Las Noches" it reads and now he's positive it's got to be at least something like a bar. The sound grows louder with each step, and finally the last of his worries start to ease into quiet sort of defeat. He came here to forget his troubles, right? Not to investigate some sort of ghosttown mystery bullshit, even made up by his own sleep-deprived mind.

The bouncer, because there is a bouncer — a blowfish that looks just about ready to get pointier at any wrong look, asks him for a rather outrageous cover charge (like he hasn't lost enough by coming to this city in the first place) that he reluctantly pays anyway. Because anything is better than walking back through that cold street back to his sad apartment right now, if he has to do it, at least he wants to do it with a couple drinks on him. And it all looks normal, with music just loud enough to sort of drown the laughter of a few other fish, here and there, but not enough to deafen, and dim colorful lights giving more of a nightclub ambiance to the establishment, right until someone shoves a bag of halloween decorated candy in his hands and looks at him with tired disappoinment when he meets the second bouncer's face with utter confusion.

"Keep it moving," the guy says tiredly and rushes him in to move on to someone else coming in behind him.

A truly odd fucking city.

But he gets his drink, and a second drink, and he stares at the odd bag of candy from the little table he settled onto somewhere in the middle of the place. Truly, truly, odd.

He's nursing his drink, sadly staring at the funny candy inside his bag and wondering weird things about this city and whether studying medicine like his father had encouraged him to do instead of literature like he wanted would've made any difference, when a sudden burst of light and an excited disenbodied voice announces it's finally midnight.

Fish around him cheer and suddenly he's more and more lost than he was before he came into the nightclub. That is, until the music goes from contented ambiance to sultry and the colored lights reflect on what are very clearly dancing poles arranged along the front of the dark stage he'd somewhat noticed when he first sat. Oh... so it's that kind of place,,, right— huh, he's... never been good in this sort of place.

He's been to strip clubs before, back in college and only when Keigo insisted; but he's not sure he'll ever enjoy it. Not when all he ever does is give the dancers awkward half-stares and wish for sudden death when they make eye contact.

So he's not at all excited when a single dancer makes their appearance on-stage, swaying their hips up to the stage to the beat of the music and the excited cheering of everyone in the club; some dog-whistling earning other fish in the crowd a flirty wink or suggestive little shake of a pretty curled tail.

Fuck, fuck, it's not that he's a prude. Keigo teases him about his supposed virginity enough to know he thinks he is; it's just that... well, pretty people showing off their pretty bits... it gets him all flustered and weird.

Ok, perhaps he is a bit of a prude. But can you judge him? Can anyone in this weird city judge him when those wide hips in those frilly clothes sway and twist so nice along that pole? When that pretty face smiles and bites his lip so cute when perking his ass so lewd?

Pieces of the outfit start to fly and at the first peek of a rosy plush slit he starts to wish he could flee without calling too much attention to himself. But everyone around him just keeps cheering, clearly enjoying the night's entertainment; some even shout of the dancer's name, "Grimmjow~!" to call his attention, or perhaps to encourage him and his perfectly studied dance moves.

It's a rather small city in the end, everyone's bound to know each other.

And just as expected, the shouts and the cheering only bring more confident little grins to the seahorse's face; put a little more oomf to his twists, more curl to his tail. The music still sultry but somewhat more intense as he's bared himself almost fully exposed to his welcoming public. Long legs opening wide for his audience, tail wrapping sinfuly around the pole to balance himself a little more teasingly; and then people are scooching closer, leaning in to playfuly tuck...

Huh —

Fucking candy on his underwear's frilly elastic, and no one seems to mind when it falls onto the stage under its own weight.

What the fuck?

And, oh, oh shit, oh fuck. The newbie look of bewilderment in his face must be so clear from up there, that "Grimmjow" can't hide his cheeky grin when he makes his way right over to the pole standing right in front of his table.

He does as best as he can not to tremble like a little teen when he teasingly curls around the pole, and dances pretty much for him. The audience hooting and whistling for him to do something about it. And then Grimmjow slinks down the pole, all pretty teal skin and curled tail and pretty pink slit, his legs falling open in a flexible squat, back curled and grin just as much, and reaches out with his bare foot to keep teasing him further. And the sight and the foot on his neck, send shivers down his neck and right up his tail; disheveling his clothes and heating him up from his very core until he feels the water around him boil.

"Gimme a treat~" he speaks like hot velvet, voice much deeper than he expected, and that alone startles him with a hot spark right down to his crotch. Everything about him so distracting, that he doesn't quite notice when he went and curled his tail right around his claw, pulling him in right to the edge of his chair, "won't you, stranger?💕"

The only other option would've been to struggle and run like a little coward, and he wanted to, fuck he really wanted to... but somehow, the ache to see more, touch more, had him shily pulling a lollipop out the troublesome little candy bag. Grimmjow's darkened blue eyes following his every move, a quietly amused noice leaving his lips before he pulled again on his arm.

He wishes he could've stopped the scaredy little jolt of his hand when Grimmjow let go of the pole only to reach in too; unwrapping the little jack-o-lantern lollipop and canting his hips with a rather obvious request.

Fuck. Oh, fuck. Fuckfuckfuck.

And his soft hand only guided his when it was obvious he'd need the push; guiding the candy to his puffy pink lips. Making him slick the hard caramel along his entrance and encouraging Ichigo to push it inside.

He might have blacked out for a second there. Quite possibly. When he felt his body give and suck the lollipop in, only the little white stick poking out of him.

And just like that, his tail maneuvered his claw and dumped it half across his lap, making a fool of him while he made a fool of himself; watching entranced as he crossed his leg over and showed off his filled slit. Everyone's hoots and screams suddenly registering back to his brain as they laughed and cheered both of them on; more dog whistles about when Grimmjow reached for the candy and fucked himself with it a couple cheeky strokes. Only to pull it out and bring it up to his lips, to suck his own slick off the treat.

Ichigo's been to strip clubs before, but nothing quite like this had ever happened to him at any of them. Not that he'd ever stayed long.

He's so dazed and tingly all over with the experience, drowned in more music and renewed screams as Grimmjow moves on with his show... that he could've sworn those little wings on his costume had no straps at all.

Find the uncensored version, as well as early access and wips to Aquacity as I draw/write it, on SubStar (link on pinned intro post)✨

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Full-body of my dragon/cyclops Lalune🌙

[she/her - Toyhouse]

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2023 Toyota Sequoia Platinum 4WD Hybrid

OK, Sequoia is big and much improved in some ways, but it has two Big issues too. See if you agree.

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