#mommy cami

[kiss-n-tell-n-kiss-some-more]

Not to be sappy, but…

There’s nothing better than catching your little/sub looking at you with pure love and adoration in their eyes.

It’s the way they tilt their heads just a tiny bit to the left, their mouths slightly open without knowing, their eyelashes fluttering as they slowly blink.

You could be doing the most mundane thing, putting on makeup, cooking, doing work, and they just stare at you with such an intensity.

“Is there something you need, baby?” You ask.

“Oh… no… sorry…” They say, looking down and debating on walking away.

But then you grab their waist, sit them in your lap, on the counter, or table, or just pull them closer, and you hug them.

“Tell me what you need, baby.” You say softly for only them to hear, even if it’s just you two in the room or even the house.

“I just want to be close to you…” They say softly and shyly, playing with their fingers.

You give them the look you always give them, the look of ‘why didn’t you say so?’ And you press a kiss to their head, nose, cheek, and then their lips before pulling them back into a warm hug, giving them the attention they’ve been craving.

[tfh-arts]

Ship chart (Carmen didn't even get to me)

[kiss-n-tell-n-kiss-some-more]

I was thinking about this all day 🩵

i wanna play with his hair and tell him how beautiful he looks but in the tone youd usually talk to puppies in

[kiss-n-tell-n-kiss-some-more]

(I didn’t realize how many subbies followed me! I see all of you, sweet boys and angel girls! 💕)

You’re so sleepy, baby… Yes you are, my love. Your eyes are barely open. Go ahead and close them, get some rest. No, don’t whine. I don’t want to hear it.

Sweetness, you need sleep. Mommy isn’t going anywhere. I’ll be right here when you wake up, I promise… Come on, baby. Sleep for me.

Okay, how about this? If Mommy lets you suck on her tits, you promise you’ll try to sleep? Yeah? Aww, baby, don’t get too excited. Shhh…

Alright, here you go. Open up... That’s a good baby. Look at that… You’re being so good for Mommy, laying in her lap, sucking on her nipple.

That’s it, close your eyes. Mmm, that’s good, baby. Your mouth is so hot… Your tongue… Yes, that’s my sweet angel. Keep sucking.

Mmm, shhh… Go to sleep, my love. Mommy will be here when you wake up.

(Good night, my loves! 💕)

[cheonstapes]

Nothing in my mind but nerd! Miguel and titties.

I'm going back to sleep.

miguel o’hara stars in… ‘YOUR BOOBS LOOK HEAVY, LET ME HOLD ‘EM FOR YOU” ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

a/n ~ i am so downbad for nerd miguel, what the fuck. titties, titties, titties, titties, rocking everywhere! thank you nonnie!!!! love you !! creds to @nymphomatique 💗

summary; you let miguel sleep over for the first time, and it definitely won’t be the last.

wc; 1.3k+

pairings; nerd!miguel x fem!reader

cw; SMUT!!, titties, body worship basically, switch!miguel, switch!reader, reader has pierced nipples, spanking, anal play, slapping, anal fingering, breeding kink/impregnation kink, cumming in pants, cumming kinda untouched?, biting, dry humping, they’re in love idc, nawt proofread - why did this take me like a week

miguel had been such a good boy for you, making sure you passed all your exams for this semester - you decided that he deserved a little treat

you invited him over one weekend to your dorm, telling him he was allowed to sleep over

he’s never moved faster with the way he packed up his bag and ran to your dorm which is on the other side of the campus

when he got there he was all sweaty n panting heavy, it was a little pathetic how eager he was but you let him in, making sure he went a took a shower asap

to be honest, you didn’t expect it to be hard for you to keep your hands to yourself, especially when your little boytoy is walking around your dorm in that combo - grey sweats and a tight wife beater, you can even see the outline of his abs

he followed you around like a lost puppy, it was cute at least. he couldn’t go two seconds without latching onto you in some way

he was just so excited! getting to spend time with his not-yet-but-almost girlfriend, seeing you in all your natural glory. you thought you had it bad? try hiding a hard-on whilst the woman of your dreams is walking around in booty shorts and a braless cami

speaking of that, miguel could just about make out your puffy, little, nipples through the fabric of your thin shirt - hello kitty barbells piercing your nipples

fuck, he was hard. and those sweats he was wearing weren’t making it any less obvious

miguel loves your tits. period. kneading the soft flesh, sucking on then, biting them. sometimes, whenever he cums inside, he imagines them filled up with milk - he would do anything to get you knocked up

you knew how horny he was, you could be wearing a trash bag and he’d still be as smitten for you as he is every second

so you made a decision - you told him to sleep on the floor.

you almost felt bad, almost

he looked like a kicked puppy, your 6’9 almost-boyfriend pouting like a child

i mean, you gave him a pillow and a blanket at least - plus, you have heated floors. it’s not that bad

he slept right on the side of your bed, making sure to face you directly so he could watch you sleep (not in a creepy way, he just loves you T^T)

you even made sure you were hanging just a little bit over the edge of your bed, an arm hanging over the side - a silent invitation for him to hold your hand

he was sleeping fine for a good while, hands still laced tightly with yours - but he was getting restless not touching you for so long

he stood up, as quietly as his huge ass feet would let him, walking round to the other side of the bed and sliding in

it creaked loudly but you were fast asleep anyway, so he moved closer

he wrapped a beefy arm around your middle, hand coming to rest on your chest

oh. yeah, your tits.

now he was hard again

he pressed himself against you, completely spooning you, large hands sliding under your cami and groping your tits

you weren’t an idiot though, you knew this was gonna happen - having calculated every possibility before he came. you would rather die than admit you were a bit nervous about him sleeping over too

you purposely wore the cami cause you knew it would rile him up, n he always took such good care of his mommy’s pretty tits

you turned to look at him, smiling teasingly - “why’re you in my bed, hm?”

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miguel felt like he was in deep shit, he knew how easily you could flip on him despite that pretty smile. he immediately retracted his hand, stammering as he tried to sit up. “s-sorry, i just missed you. i…i couldn’t sleep, ‘n you just look so gorgeous when you sleep and i couldn’t help myself-“ god, he always talks so much. with a tight grip on his bicep, you drag him back down to the bed, pushing him down on the plush pillows as you straddle his waist.

he was so pretty beneath you. glasses laid somewhere on the floor, curly hairs framing his face. his hands gripped your ass, whining quietly as he ground up against you. “mommy…” you placed your hands on his chest, keeping him pinned to the bed as you leaned forward. he felt like he couldn’t breathe, your tits were resting just above his face, hard nipples grazing his lips. yeah, he was definitely gonna fuck a baby into you one day.

his hands moved up to your hips, squeezing the flesh before he placed a hand on your upper back pulling you down completely. miguel’s tongue snaked out to lick at your hard nipples, the sensation of the cold barbells on his tongue making his hips jerk up against the crotch of your tight shorts. “shit...when d’you get them pierced?”

you rolled your eyes, lifting up your shirt and grabbing the back of his head - pushing his mouth to your tit, grinding salaciously against his clothed cock. “none of your fuckin’ business. if you wanna suck on my tits, then shut up and suck.” you didn’t have to tell him twice.

he sucked hard, unable to resist imagining them filled up with milk, all swollen and heavy, you round with his kid- SMACK. his head whipped to the side, lips slipping off your spit-soaked nipple as he stared up at you in shock. his cheek was stinging, but his cock was straining even harder against the fabric, twitching as his face thrummed with pain. “stop thinkin’, and suck harder. you should even be grateful i’m lettin’ you sleep here, so worship mommy’s tits like you mean it.”

miguel grasped your ass once again, large hands digging into the flesh as he caressed your soft skin through your skimpy shorts, sneakily pulling the waistband down as he ran his fingers down to your cunt. ‘course you were wet, slick staining his sweats. he collected some on his fingers, dragging it back up to your puckered hole, thrusting two wet fingers inside as other hand controls your movements.

“f-fuck, wait, you dickhead.” he continued to suckle on your breasts, flicking and teasing your nipples, tugging on the barbell’s softly as his fingers sped up. your body was quivering in pleasure, his free hand spanking your ass occasionally whenever you would pull yourself away from his mouth - massaging the reddened flesh soothingly afterwards.

his mouth and tongue were downright sinful. the sensation racking over your whole body as your orgasm steadily approached, the swirling fire in your lower belly lighting up. you weren’t the only one, though. miguel was hardly keeping himself together, thick thighs trembling as he tried to keep himself from spilling out his cum in his boxers, the tip of his cock peeking out of his waistband. all he wanted to do was see you writhe in pleasure, see that beautiful face of yours glowing in ecstasy after your release.

you would always let out this adorable, whiny moan when you were close, lips parting, small breathy pants - he knew you better than he knew himself. he was more motivated than ever, fingers moving a bruising speed, tongue relentless. he tugged on your piercing hard, a hand coming to rub your engorged clit through your thong. “m-miguelll - shit, baby - ugh.” creamy liquid coated your panties, not your cum - but his. the red tip spurting out thick loads all over his stomach, the sticky mess tangling with his happy trail ‘n pooling in his navel.

“t-thank…fuck- thank you, mommy.”

you pushed him back to the floor, curling up in the blankets - cheeks heating up as you muttered. “yeah, whatever. shut the fuck up and go to sleep.”

“goodnight, sleep well p-pretty.”

“…night, miguel.”

yeah, you were falling for him - hard.

- my titties are small but he’d hold them like they weighed the world

[hai7ani]

Rindou's the kind of husband who cheeses whenever he sees your 4-month pregnant belly peeking out under your favourite cami.

You're flipping magazines in the kitchen munching on some weird food combo of the day and your belly's just... it's not very obvious, but it's round, sort of. Any other person would've thought you were just a little bit too bloated today but he obviously knows that you're having his kid in there. It's such a cute sight to him.

You've started waddling a bit not too long ago because you're not yet used to this kind of slightly heavy feeling in your abdomen lately and he fucking. Loses it in his head whenever he sees it. You're in the store together and he's pushing the cart, following behind you quietly and you're busy ticking the grocery list off your phone and you're waddling a bit as you walk ahead一

He's been grinning to himself the whole shopping trip. Had to get knocked back into reality by a snotty kid who rammed into his leg playing hide and seek with his young sister.

And then he reminds himself that these two could be your children too in a few years time.

He'll wait until you're ready for a second. And he's gotta work even harder for you. You've always wanted to be a mommy.

[kiss-n-tell-n-kiss-some-more]

The way you throw your head back, whining and gasping, your pretty mouth open as you look at me with those gorgeous, heavy, drunk eyes.

Aww what’s wrong, baby? You have to cum that bad? Mmm, well go ahead and ask, beautiful boy. Use your big boy words. 😘

telling him he can't cum without permission, then getting him so close that he begs in horror for me to stop pleasuring him so he doesn't lose control and disobey mommy's orders <3

[kinki-cami]

Dear universe,

Please let the affini be real and find us, or at least those of us that know about hdg

I wish to be cared for by plant mommy

Thank you, Cami

[wholoveseggs]

Yo I’m back. Tbh half of your anon requests are me lol. Can you write something about Elijah and the reader having a family. Kids of any age maybe living in the compound with the rest of the mikaelsons? Still smut ofc but I love that episode where Elijah is with Cami at the safe house and he acts all family man fixing the fence n stuff that was hotttt

Family Man

18+ ---- {Masterlist} {Tag-List}

Life at the compound can be chaotic with kids and family running around, but Elijah wouldn't have it any other way.

♡♡ Thanks for the request wonderful @elijahstwink (everyone go check out his fics!) & anon!I Love domestic Elijah sooo much, I truly believe this would be his dream life. ♡♡

4.5k words - Warnings: smut, oral sex, unfortunately I didn't make this as kinky as requested...its just very sappy and sweet, this is just a day in the life of Elijah as a devoted father and husband, pregnant!reader, uncle Klaus being precious, toddlers, hot cocoa, kittens & so much flufffffff

ps, this is pretty much a sequel to devotion...

In the early hours of the morning you were awoken by a loud snore from your husband. You rolled over to face him, chuckling a little as you watched his peaceful sleeping form. It was the first time in a long time he was finally getting the rest he deserved.

You slowly turned, carefully sliding out of bed. You tiptoed out the room and decided to go down to the kitchen to make some tea.

You loved this time of night, being in the stillness of the house, just enjoying the calmness and being able to take in the beauty of it all.

When you reached the bottom step, you heard some sniffling and cries coming from one of the rooms down the hall. You rushed to the door and opened it, and a small figure ran into your arms, clinging onto you.

"What's wrong, little one?" you asked, scooping her up.

"I had a nightmare. There were these people with sharp teeth and they were chasing me. And then you were there but you were gone. It was scary, mommy," she sobbed, her head buried in your chest.

"It's okay, sweetheart, it was just a dream. Nothing bad will happen to you. You are safe," you said, kissing her head and stroking her hair, soothing her. "Come on, let's go get something warm to drink,"

You carried her down to the kitchen and began to prepare the hot cocoa, which was her favorite. As you stood over the stove, waiting for the milk to boil, you felt her little hands rubbing your stomach.

"Mommy, when is the baby going to come out?" she asked.

"Not for a while, sweetie. It needs to grow inside my belly for a little longer," you chuckled.

"Okay," she said, looking sad. "I can't wait to meet them. Is it a girl or a boy?" she asked, looking up at you with her big, brown eyes.

"We don't know yet," you replied.

"Oh," she replied, disappointed. "I hope it's a girl. I already have a brother, I want a sister," she said.

"We'll just have to wait and see," you smiled, placing the mug of hot cocoa down on the counter. "Here, drink up, before it gets cold," you said.

She hopped off the chair and held the mug with both her hands, sipping away. You sipped on your tea as well, feeling relaxed. You loved these quiet moments with her, and you would cherish every one of them, since she was growing up so fast.

"So, what was this dream about, princess?" you asked, wanting to know more.

"T-there were people with sharp teeth and they were after me," she said.

"And why do you think that was?" you asked, not wanting her to feel afraid, but curious about what caused this dream.

"I think I saw it in a movie or something," she said, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "An-and uncle Nik showed me his sharp teeth, but he promised he would never bite me, only use them to protect me," she said.

"Oh, did he now?" you laughed.

"Yeah, but then he bit my teddy bear," she said, giggling. "he said my teddy was a threat!"

"That sounds like something uncle Nik would do," you chuckled.

"Can I sleep with you and daddy tonight?" she asked, her eyes wide and pleading.

"Of course, sweetheart," you replied.

"Thank you, mommy," she said, smiling and hugging your legs.

"Come on, let's go to bed," you said, picking her up. She wrapped her arms around your neck and laid her head on your shoulder as you walked back up to your bedroom.

You placed her in the middle of the bed, and she quickly snuggled up against Elijah, her head on his chest. She loved having his attention. She was a daddy's girl through and through.

You slid back into bed, lying down on your side and Elijah instantly pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around you, holding you both.

"Is my little one alright?" he asked sleepily, his eyes still closed.

"I had a bad dream, daddy," she sniffled, curling up against him.

"It's alright, my love. Everything will be alright," he said, kissing her head and soothing her. "No bad dreams will get you while I'm here," he said, pulling the blanket up and tucking her in.

She smiled at him and kissed his cheek, cuddling him as she drifted off to sleep. He stroked her hair, and her eyes grew heavy. Soon she was sound asleep, and he placed his hand on your stomach, his precious family safe in his arms.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Exhausted. Our littlest one is keeping me up, constantly moving and kicking," you sighed, feeling drained.

"Let's hope it's not like this for the whole pregnancy," he chuckled.

"Don't even joke about that," you groaned.

He gave you a kiss on the head, your daughter snuggled in between the two of you, and you finally managed to get a few more hours of sleep.

Elijah was woken by the sunlight shining through the curtains, and he smiled at the sight of his beautiful family.

His daughter was still cuddled up to him, her head buried in his chest, she stirred slightly and yawned.

"Do you want breakfast?" he asked, his hand on her back.

"Yes," she mumbled.

"Hmmm what would you and your brother like? Gruel? Porridge?" he asked, teasing her.

"Eww no," she groaned, loudly.

"Alright, alright, pancakes it is, let's go wake your brother and the rest of the family," he said, chuckling.

"Can we get chocolate chips on the pancakes?" she asked as he carried her out the room.

"I don't know, maybe your brother wants blueberries, but we'll ask," he said, tickling her.

His son and his niece were both awake and running around, and Klaus was chasing him, laughing, the children giggling as they hid under the dining table.

"Oh, look who's here. Little Rebekah is up," Klaus teased.

"No! That's not my name!" she pouted, crossing her arms.

"Yes, it is," Elijah chuckled.

"Nooo," she whined. "It's just Bex," she said.

"Alright, alright, Bex it is," Klaus chuckled, patting his head.

"Pancakes for breakfast, anyone?" Elijah asked.

"Yes, yes, yes," the children yelled.

"Chocolate chips?" Klaus asked, grinning.

"Yes!!!" the kids screamed, all jumping up and down in excitement.

"Alright, I'll make them, the last one to the kitchen is a rotten egg," Klaus said, speeding off.

The kids squealed and ran after Klaus, and Elijah chuckled and went back upstairs to check on you.

You were sound asleep, your hair fanned across the pillow. He laid down next to you, placing his hand on the swell of your stomach, smiling and talking to the baby.

"How are you, littlest one? Have you been keeping mommy up all night?" he asked, his dimples on full display.

"Yes, they have," you sighed.

"That's my job," he smirked, leaning in and giving you a kiss. "Would you like some breakfast?" he asked.

"I'll go eat later. I just want to stay here for a little longer," you replied, holding his hand on your stomach.

Elijah hummed softly and pulled you close, kissing your head and rubbing your back. He loved the way you melted into his touch.

"How is Bex?" you asked.

"She's completely forgotten about her nightmare, Klaus is making breakfast for all the kids," he chuckled.

"They have him wrapped around their little fingers," you giggled.

"He has grown soft, it's true," Elijah said.

"Bex told me he bit her teddy bear," you laughed.

"Yes, well, that doesn't surprise me," he chuckled, his lips brushing against yours.

You sighed happily and wrapped your arms around him, feeling complete bliss in his embrace.

"What would you like to do today?" he asked.

"Stay right here with you," you replied, running your hand through his hair, making him hum in delight. You were feeling a bit needy this morning, the pregnancy hormones making you want him all the time.

"I think that can be arranged," he smirked.

You grinned and leaned in, kissing him slowly, deepening the kiss. He moaned, and rolled over, pressing you into the mattress, making sure not to put any weight on your stomach.

He loved your pregnant state, the way your skin glowed, your eyes sparkled and the way you moaned his name made him crazy. He couldn't keep his hands off you, he wanted to ravish you day and night.

He thought he knew all of his kinks, but this one took him by surprise. When you were first pregnant with Henry it was like something in his brain clicked. The possessiveness, the lust, the way his cock ached to be inside you, he was lost.

Henry was a miracle, he didn't quite know how the magic worked. You tried to explain it to him once, your witch ancestry, how the moon played a part, but all he could think about was fucking you senseless, filling you up, and breeding you.

You were the perfect partner, and an absolute warrior, but nothing turned him on more than seeing you in this submissive, almost docile state. You were his wife, his goddess, and his greatest treasure, and he wanted nothing more than to please you day and night.

His hands went to your soft, full breasts, squeezing and kneading them, making you whimper and moan. He captured your nipple between his lips, flicking his tongue over the sensitive bud, his other hand moving your nightdress up your thighs.

"Elijah," you sighed, his fingers brushing over your wet panties, making you gasp and moan.

"Is my beautiful wife needy this morning?" he smirked, his fingers slipping past the lace.

"Yes," you panted, the pad of his index finger teasing your clit, making your body tremble.

"Good," he hummed, his mouth on your neck, his fingers slowly pumping in and out of your wet heat.

You were both so lost in pleasure that neither of you heard the sound of Bex running up the stairs, Klaus not far behind her.

Luckily the door was locked, Elijah knew better than that with a house full of children.

"Daddy? Mommy?" she asked softly, knocking on the door.

"One minute, my love," Elijah called, his voice strained, trying to keep himself from ravishing you.

"Okay," she said, not leaving, but sitting down outside the door.

"Come back downstairs Bex, your mom and dad are a bit busy at the moment," Klaus chuckled, his voice low.

"Are they playing hide and seek?" she asked.

"Something like that," he replied.

"Can we play after?" she asked.

"Absolutely, sweetheart. Now come on, let's finish our pancakes, you don't want Henry to eat them all," he chuckled, lifting her up and taking her back downstairs.

Elijah looked down at your flushed face, laughing at the situation.

"You are so mean," you groaned, pushing him off you.

"Mean? I was just getting started," he chuckled.

"I think our daughter needs us, and Henry has probably eaten all the pancakes by now," you laughed, getting up and smoothing out your dress.

"I'll finish what I started tonight," he smirked.

"Don't get your hopes up," you chuckled, kissing his cheek and getting dressed.

Elijah watched your every move, the way you walked, the glow on your skin, and how the dress clung to the curve of your stomach. You looked ethereal. He was completely mesmerized, and completely smitten.

You were looking at yourself in the mirror, the dress a little too tight, the buttons straining against your swollen breasts.

"We are going to have to get you new dresses," he chuckled, walking up behind you and wrapping his arms around you.

"This was my favorite," you pouted.

"We'll find you something that fits, don't worry," he said, kissing your shoulder.

"My back is killing me," you groaned, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

"Let me try something," he said, his hands dipping under your belly and lifting the bump, and you immediately felt relief. "Better?" he whispered against your skin.

You let out a happy groan and leaned into him, letting him hold you. His hands were gentle, his touch making the tension and aches melt away.

"Thank you," you sighed.

"You are very welcome," he hummed.

"Let's go eat, I'm absolutely starving," you laughed, kissing him and taking his hand.

"Let's," he smiled.

When the two of you entered the dining room, Bex squealed and jumped out of her seat, running towards Elijah.

"Daddy I saved you a pancake, see, here it is," she said, holding it up.

"That's very sweet of you, darling," he said, bending down and picking her up.

She fed him the pancake, giggling and laughing, and Klaus was grinning from ear to ear, and he handed you a plate filled with an assortment of fruit, knowing it was your favorite.

"Thank you," you smiled, sitting down at the table, feeling your stomach rumble.

Hope was sitting with Henry, and they were coloring on their plates, syrup and chocolate spread everywhere, their laughter filling the room.

Bex was still cuddled up to Elijah, and his hand was on your stomach, and he was feeding you pieces of fruit, smiling at you.

"Your birthday is coming up little Bekah, what do you want as a present?" Klaus asked, ruffling her hair.

"Hmmm I don't know," she replied, deep in thought.

"Anything you want, sweetheart," Elijah smiled.

"Can we get a puppy?" Henry asked, excitedly.

"Not until you're old enough to take care of it," Elijah replied, ruffling his hair.

"What about a kitten?" Klaus asked, raising his eyebrow.

"I love kitties!" Hope squealed.

"Yes, yes, yes!" the children yelled.

"I'll have to think about it," Elijah chuckled.

"Please dad! It's all I want for my birthday," Bex begged, her big brown eyes looking at him, her little lip pouting.

"Don't let her pull that face, Elijah, it's not fair," Klaus laughed.

"Alright, alright, you can have a kitten," he replied, smiling at his little girl.

She squealed and threw her arms around him, giving him a sloppy kiss on the cheek.

"I promise I'll take care of it, daddy," she smiled.

"I'm sure you will," he replied, smiling and looking at you.

Klaus could see the exhaustion on your face, and the way you rubbed your stomach. You were tired and he could sense it, he knew you needed a break and some alone time with Elijah.

"Why don't we go out and play, little ones," he said, scooping up the children. "Let's all go to the park, we can even invite uncle Kol and aunt Rebekah," he suggested.

"Yay, yay, yay," the kids cheered.

"That sounds like a good idea," you replied, yawning and stretching your arms.

"Let's go, let's go," he said, wrangling the kids out of the compound.

Once they were gone, Elijah got up and started cleaning up the mess everyone had made. The compound was bursting at the seams with his family, and it was never quiet, but he enjoyed it, seeing the children run around and play, their laughter and their love filling the rooms.

You leaned back in your chair, admiring the sight of your husband working, his sleeves rolled up, and his hair falling over his forehead.

"You are gorgeous," you sighed, making him look up from the sink.

"As are you," he smirked.

"I can't believe you agreed to get Bex a kitten," you laughed.

"She can be very persuasive," he chuckled, drying his hands and coming to sit next to you.

"She has you wrapped around her finger," you smiled, cupping his cheek.

"Like I am not the same with her mother," he laughed.

"You have a point there," you grinned, kissing him.

He smiled against your lips, his hand moving down your body, resting on your stomach, letting out a contented sigh.

You mind wandered to all the things that needed to be done for the kids and around the house, you also hadn't even started preparing the nursery. You felt overwhelmed and the hormones weren't helping. On top of all that you had a party coming up.

"Stop thinking out loud," Elijah chuckled, pulling you closer.

"I can't help it, there is just so much to do," you groaned, burying your head in the crook of his neck. "I'm already behind, the baby will be here soon and I still haven't gotten anything ready."

"We still have a few months, everything will be fine, love. We will get the nursery ready, and the party will be wonderful, I'm sure of it," he replied, kissing your forehead.

His reassurances didn't help your worries, and you knew you were being unreasonable, but the stress was starting to take its toll.

"And now we have to go find a kitten, I don't even know where to start," you sighed, shaking your head.

"We can look online, we can go to a shelter, there's plenty of options," he replied, stroking your hair.

He was always so patient, so understanding, and you had no idea how he stayed so calm. You felt like you were going crazy.

"Do you even want a kitten?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I prefer them over dogs, although their hair does get everywhere," he chuckled, cupping your cheek. "They are excellent little predators, great for catching the mice that are running around this old place," he smirked.

"You're not wrong, the mice are awful," you laughed, remembering the time you were down in the wine cellar and one of them ran across your foot.

"Why don't you go rest, my love? I will clean up here and join you upstairs," he suggested.

You nodded and yawned, standing up and heading towards the stairs, Elijah's eyes on you the entire time.

The moment you got to the bed and laid down, your eyes closed and you were fast asleep.

When you woke up you heard soft hammering coming from the other room, and you went to investigate, finding Elijah, shirtless and sweaty, fixing the nursery.

"I told you not to start without me," you sighed, crossing your arms and leaning against the door.

He looked over his shoulder, smiling at the sight of you, the sunlight coming in through the window and making you glow.

"It needed to be done. I'm almost finished," he replied, standing up and putting the crib together.

"You've been busy," you laughed, walking over and running your hands over the white, wooden furniture. He hand painted the walls and assembled everything, and you felt tears prickle at your eyes.

"It's beautiful," you sighed, looking around.

"Are you crying? Don't cry, darling," he said, pulling you close, your face pressed against his chest.

"I can't help it, these stupid hormones," you sniffled.

"It's alright," he laughed, stroking your hair.

You sighed and pulled away, taking in the nursery. There was a rocking chair and a bookshelf, filled with all the children's books the two of you had collected over the years.

"It looks wonderful," you said, smiling and wiping away your tears.

"Now, what would my lovely wife like to do for the rest of the afternoon? We have the place to ourselves, so I was thinking we could make good use of that large tub in our bathroom," he smirked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"You read my mind," you grinned.

You followed him back into your room, watching him fill up the tub with warm water, pouring in some bubble bath.

"Get undressed, darling," he smiled, taking his pants off and getting in the tub, moaning at the sensation of the water against his skin.

You slowly peeled off your dress, feeling a little self-conscious about your changing body. Here was your husband, eternally chiseled, and there you were, round and swollen.

"Come, let me take care of you," he whispered, seeing your hesitation.

You slipped in next to him, the water and bubbles a nice contrast to the heat of the day.

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you against his chest, placing his hands on the swell of your stomach.

"There, doesn't that feel nice?" he hummed.

"Very nice," you sighed, resting your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes and relaxing.

His hands roamed over your skin, his lips brushing over the curve of your neck.

"I've missed having you all to myself," he whispered, his voice low and seductive.

"Mmm," was all you could say, too relaxed and content to form words.

He gently cupped your breasts, the pads of his thumbs brushing over your nipples, making you whimper and moan.

"Eli," you sighed, his touch sending shivers through your body.

"You're so beautiful," he said, his voice breathy.

You turned your head and looked at him, his gaze filled with lust and desire.

"Do you want to continue this on our bed?" You asked, your voice sultry.

"I'd love to," he replied, the corners of his mouth turning up into a smirk.

He helped you out of the tub, wrapping a towel around your body. Before suddenly scooping you up in his arms, carrying you to the bedroom and laying you down.

"I can't wait until I'm not this enormous," you sighed, looking down at your swollen belly.

"You're not enormous, you're beautiful, and absolutely radiant," he replied, hovering over you, his hand gently resting on your stomach.

You couldn't help but smile, and the tears started rolling down your cheeks.

"Don't cry again, my love," he chuckled.

"I can't help it! Just ignore me," you said, wiping the tears away.

"As if that is possible," he laughed.

He kissed your forehead, moving his way down your body, placing his hands on your hips, his lips pressing soft kisses against the curve of your stomach.

"Elijah, you don't have to do that," you whispered, feeling a little shy.

"But I want to," he replied, kissing his way down, spreading your legs.

"Oh," was all you could say, his tongue swirling over your clit, one hand on your inner thigh, the other resting on your stomach.

He hummed and moaned, the vibrations making you gasp, and arch your back. He could tell you were sensitive, and he was gentle, taking his time.

You ran your fingers through his hair, tugging a little, making him moan and pick up the pace.

" 'lijah," you panted, feeling the pleasure coil in your core.

You couldn't even see him over the swell of your stomach, but you could feel him, and the noises he was making were sending you into overdrive.

"Fuck, don't stop," you gasped, the orgasm hitting you like a ton of bricks, leaving you dizzy and lightheaded.

Elijah was enjoying himself, the taste of you on his tongue, the noises you were making, and the sight of you coming apart, was driving him crazy.

You tugged on his hair, pulling his face away, the sensations becoming too much, and he crawled up your body, kissing your stomach as he moved.

"Did you enjoy that, darling?" He asked, kissing you and tasting yourself on his tongue.

"Mmm yes, very much," you hummed, pushing on his chest so he laid back.

He watched you move, a smirk on his face, his pupils blown. You sat on his thighs, stroking him, seeing his abs tense and relax, and he let out a long, deep moan.

"You are such a good father and husband, always going above and beyond for us," you said, leaning down and licking his length. "Let me show you how much I appreciate you,"

You leaned down and teased his head with your tongue, enjoying the string of curses that came tumbling from his mouth.

A soft hum escaped you as you slowly, and carefully, sucked on the head, teasing and tasting.

"Love, you are exquisite," he groaned, burying his fingers in your hair.

You took him deeper, hollowing your cheeks, letting him move at the pace he desired. All you wanted to do was please him, you loved when his voice would crack from pleasure and the way his fingers would tug on your hair.

"Come here," he said, cupping your cheek.

You pulled off of him with a pop, moving to sit on top of him, kissing him and grinding against his length.

"Mmm, I could do this forever," you hummed, biting his bottom lip and tugging.

He ran his hands up and down your back, nibbling at your shoulder, suckling marks into your skin.

Your swell was pressed against his abs, and he could feel every slight movement, enjoying the sight of you rolling your hips.

He guided you down onto his cock, the sheets bunched up around the two of you, and he rolled his hips, his hands gripping your ass.

"You are stunning," he murmured, kissing the valley between your breasts.

His lips brushed over your nipples, sucking, his teeth grazing them, his groans vibrating through your body.

"Eli- stop, they are too sensitive," you panted, running your nails over his skin, leaving bright red scratches.

"Sorry, love," he replied, grinning at the sting of your nails.

He did most of the work, gently rocking you in a steady rhythm, and the two of you moaned, the pleasure coursing through your bodies, his lips brushing your neck.

It was a slow, hot and steamy fuck, you felt like your body was on fire, the sweat and heat radiating off the two of you.

You leaned forward a little, allowing Elijah to get a little more friction, his hips moving faster, the both of you panting and moaning.

"Ah- Elijah, I'm-," you panted against his lips.

You buried your head in the crook of his neck as you came undone, clenching around him.

Elijah followed suit, the sensation of your orgasm bringing him to the edge.

He cupped the back of your neck, bringing you down for a kiss, and the two of you hummed, content and sated, basking in the afterglow.

"I wish we could stay like this," you sighed, nuzzling against him.

He laughed, and gently rolled you onto your side, pulling out of you and tucking you against his chest, both of you smiling like idiots.

"I love you," he said, stroking your hair.

"I love you too," you whispered, resting your head on his arm, letting the world melt away for just a few minutes.

Elijah watched you drift off to sleep, a small smile on his face. He kissed your forehead and closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of being next to you.

It was days like these that made him wonder what he did to deserve it. That perhaps there was some sort of higher power that had guided him to you, that brought him such profound peace and happiness after centuries of darkness.

You mumbled and cuddled up against him, he placed his hand on your belly, rubbing it with his thumb, thinking about how lucky he was.

He was living a life he never thought he would have, a family of his own, one he created. He didn't know what was waiting for him after he was done with this life, but he hoped you would be there with him.

In the next life, and all the ones after that.

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[kiss-n-tell-n-kiss-some-more]

Please baby, mommy’s craving the feeling of your tongue on her pussy, the feeling of your hot breath against her skin as you pant and moan into her…

Mmm yes baby, just like that. You know exactly how I need it baby, don’t stop… 😵‍💫🫠❤️

let mommy sit on your face baby, mommy’s had a looong day so be a good toy and let mommy use you

[calicoheartz]

can you write kate martin dating hcs?

Dating Kate Martin ; relationship hcs ♡

꣑୧ — summary | dating Kate Martin hcs !

— warnings | NSFW at the end , but mainly fluff 🥰

my master list ㇀♡

a/n : omg finallly cami writing some KM hcs ?!! About tiiime! tysm for requesting ! enjoy ◡̈

love languages ;

I 10000% hc her love languages to be physical touch and acts of service !! She loves having you close to her and doing things that makes you happy !

if you’re not super into pda , your pinkies would definitely be interlocked

But if you are , her arm would be glued at your waist

she is a cuddle bug !!!! argue w a wall

emotional intimacy ;

You both have a deep emotional connection , and you both feel comfortable opening up to eachother about your fears , worries , insecurities , and plans for the future

Kate is especially grateful for your understanding nature and unwavering support

playful teasing ;

Your relationship is mainly characterized by playful teasing and affectionate banter.

You enjoy poking fun at eachother in a loving manner , keeping the atmosphere light-hearted and fun

shared responsibility ;

she lovesss cooking for you!! (ties in with acts of service)

she loves taking care of you as well!! Whether it’s running around doing errands or taking care of household chores

surprise gestures ;

she adores surprising you through thoughtful gestures, whether it’s leaving love notes around the house or planning spontaneous weekend getaways , these gestures serve as a reminder of her affection and appreciation for you ❤️

random hcs ;

she loves u so much that she’ll follow u wherever u go, wherever u go she goes

Gives u flowers and gifts every chance she gets

talks abt u to everyone & anyone — they literally tell her to stfu everytime 😭

just wants to be with you , being in your presence makes her incredibly happy ◡̈

NSFW hcs . . .

her head / strap game ….

the positions she’ll have you in, whether on top or on bottom , will have you making the most pornographic sounds

definitely has a mommy kink…idkkkkk ??

probs makes u call her mommy esp when punishing u

begging kink

will finger and eat you out anytime anywhere

is not afraid of a little audience 😩

Treats you like an absolute QUEEN in bed

you’re her baby, so obviously she takes amazing care of you!

(quite amazingly might I add)

im not super used to writing for Kate so I hope you enjoyed! Tysm for reading ◡̈

[xsublimelimex]

21+ only

All characters are over the age of 21

The little prince needs to pee

CW: piss play

There’s shuffling beside me as my baby wiggles around in bed trying to find a good position. I lay silently waiting to see what he does. He huffs loudly and whines, “mommy? are you awake?”

I reach out and flip the light switch on my bedside lamp on illuminating a warm glow over the otherwise dark bedroom. I look over at him and he’s covering his eyes with his hands from the light. “Mommyyyy” he whines louder. “Shh baby it’s okay mommy is up. Tell me what’s wrong my darling.” I say quietly and rub his exposed now tummy since he pushed the blanket off from overheating. His rainbow unicorn undies are on display and oh so adorable.

As I rub his tummy I press slightly and he hisses. He’s bloated. “Baby boy are you holding in your pee pee?” I ask in my stern mommy voice. He peeks a look at me through his fingers and nods. “Yes but I’m so lazy and I’m so so tired mommy I don’t wanna get up!” He whines with tears in his eyes. “Oh sweetie i understand it’s okay mommy has an idea.” I knew there was no use and fighting him on this since he was so tired and there was no way I could lift him to the potty so i have an idea. My poor little prince has been having trouble at night with his bladder so his nights have not been restful but I’m hoping that ends tonight.

“What’s your idea?” He questions with his brows furrowed. I lean over to my bedside table and grab my tall glass that is only half full of water now. “Here baby drink the rest of mommy’s water.” I pick his head up and help him sip. “But mommy I need to go potty how is this a good idea?”

“Shh baby just drink your mamas water.” I tilt the cup and he gulps it all up. “Good boy.” I rest his head back and push his undies down his thick thighs. “Mommy what are you doing?” He questions in a sleepy voice as I pick up his tiny limp dick. It immediately perks up a bit in my palm and I smile. “Baby you’re gonna go potty in mommy’s water glass okay?” He looks confused but doesn’t say anything just allows me to place the tip of his little cock at the top of my glass.

“Alright baby let go, you can make pee pee now.” I tell him soothingly. “Are you sure mama I don’t wanna make a mess.” He says in a small voice.

“I’m sure baby now listen to your mother and piss yourself like the baby you are.“ I say sternly. He immediately lets go and I watch as his piss fills up the glass about more than half way. I let it dribble out the last bits and pull the cup away. “Such a good little boy for you mama. I’m so proud of you baby.” I praise him.

I set the glass on the counter and he gasps “oh no mommy.” I look and quickly attach my lips to the tip of his cock and he pisses into my mouth. I gulp it down and suck on his tip softly letting him finish up. He whines and pushes more of his cock in my mouth and one more short spurt of piss shoots down my throat. “I’m sowwy mama I no mean it.” He says in his tiny baby voice. I pull of his cock and reassure him, “it’s okay sweet boy your mama loves drinking your piss there’s no need to be upset.” I rub his piss hole and he moans as I kiss his lips and slip my tongue inside giving him a taste of his own piss.

I tuck his cock back in his undies and lay back beside him and turn off the lamp. “Mama?” He whispers and shuffles closer. Without even a word I pop my big double d breast out of my sleep cami and smooth my hand down his head and push him toward it. He’s so little right now he can’t manage to find it sucking on my skin near my nipple rather than my nipple. He makes a frustrated noise after a few second and I laugh quietly, “is not funny mama” he whines. I laugh some more “I know sweet prince I know mama is gonna help.”

I lift my fat leaking nipple and place it at his lips he immediately latches on and sucks hard. “Oh fuck baby not so hard.” I chastise him. He obeys and begins suckling at a more slow even pace. He hums around my nipple and the suckling and slurping noises lull me to sleep with him pressed against me cuddling.

[merbear25]

Wanting to be taken care of (Choso)

After you narrowly escaped getting seriously injured, he was in need of your comfort. Being in the solace of each other’s arms, you can’t resist letting the fervor you share transforming that fear into desire.

a/n: blame @escenariosinfumables for putting this idea in my head. Love you, Cami 💜💜

CW: NSFW, MDNI, fem!reader, fluff, slight angst, mommy kink, vaginal penetration, breeding kink, creampie

With the scare of losing you that day still clouding his mind, his arms wrapped around you from behind, pulling you tightly against him.

As he inhaled the sweet scent of your shampoo lingering on your hair, he murmured, “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you.”

You lightly rubbed his forearms to help soothe this woe stricken body. “Don’t talk like that,” your whisper was thick with emotion as you shifted your position to look at him.

When his gaze met yours, every word of comfort fell deaf. You couldn’t promise what tomorrow would bring, but you could at least enjoy this moment together. Your eyes lingered on his lips for a moment before he leaned in to taste them. The slight quiver of them spoke volumes—more than words ever could.

As you met his need with a confidence that could ease his worried mind, his hands roamed your body as if possessing a hunger that was being left unsatisfied. When his fingers traveled up to your breasts, you broke your kiss. With your lips ghosting his, the soft gasp that passed them fueled the desire that’d been stirring deep within the both of you.

Gently pinching your tender nipples between his fingers, your moans only encouraged him to push further. He leaned down to trail wet kisses and nips on your neck, being sure to lather each bite with his tongue. The way you arched into his touch and presented your breasts - the soft bounce they held - coaxed him into diving his flushed face between them.

Such angelic mewls graced his ears as he kissed the valley which laid between, pressing each breast gently against his cheeks while teasing your erect nipples. You held him closely when he started sucking on one of them, swirling his tongue and nibbling gently on it.

Waves of euphoria began crashing within you. The shudders of pleasure from you made his groans vibrate against your sensitive skin.

“Let mommy take care of you…” The words were so sudden yet felt so perfect for this moment of intimacy.

Alternating between your gorgeous, succulent breasts, your words of comfort earned you a low growl from him. “Please, I want mommy to let me fuck her.”

Feeling his grip tighten on your ass as he continued suckling on your tender nipples sent you into a frenzy. As you grinded your hips against his bulge, his lustful groans, which had a twinge of agony, flooded you with immense satisfaction.

“You're already so hard for me, you poor thing,” you spoke gently yet held a faint sense of pity in your voice. “Do you want to be in mommy’s pussy that badly?”

His hold on you tightened, making it almost painful as he nodded eagerly.

“Do you want to be able to cum in mommy?” Your tone shifted to dominating as you teased his aching cock with your needy cunt.

“Oh, god yes…” With him swiftly removing his pants and boxers, as well as your soaked panties, neither of you were willing to wait another moment.

He eased himself into you, savoring each spasm and gasp from you. As he bucked within you with a deliberate pace to squeeze every last moan and tremble out of your alluring form, you couldn’t help but give him the praise he deserved. “You’re such a good boy fucking me like this.”

You relished in the sight of his eyes rolling back and fluttering shut as he picked up the pace a little. “I’m going to fill you to the brim…Gonna make you feel so good, mommy.”

The urgency in his thrusts were forcing you closer to the brink of ecstasy. “Yeah, come deep inside me… Want you to fuck a baby into me,” you groaned, tossing your head back as you fully allowed yourself to get lost in the moment.

Hearing those words pass your shaky soft lips unleashed the carnal urge to give into your every desire. “Fuck yeah,” he panted. Hoisting your legs over his shoulders, he pinned you down and rendered you helpless to the brutality you were about to be subjected to.

As he plowed into you, your moans entwined with his own. “Gonna fuck you so good, I’ll knock you up,” each groan fueled with determination.

Each erotic laced cry and whimper as you trembled beneath him was pushing him that much closer to his breaking point. “Cum in me! Cum in mommy!”

With a guttural moan and one last thrust, he pumped each drop of hot lust deep inside you. Your walls were still spasming around him while he tried to catch his breath—each gasp and pant holding hints of lingering euphoria.

Looking up at him, his flushed face looked so sweet. Holding out your arms, he instantly collapsed into them. While you held him and kissed on him, he snaked his arms under you as if fearing you’d be snatched away.

“Don’t worry, darling. I’m right here,” you cooed and stroked his hair softly, allowing yourselves to melt into your shared love.

[kiss-n-tell-n-kiss-some-more]

“Mmmm… m-mommy… m-mommy…”

“What’s is it baby? Talk to mommy. Does that feel good? You like feeling mommy fuck you? Mmm you’re so good for me baby, taking all of mommy’s strap like a good boy.”

Girls that know how to peg boys until the only word they know is mommy are the best kinds of girls

[norman-fucking-reedus]

Had this fabulous lighbulb moment where I thought of putting a submissive Daryl on a leash, and then I thought of giving him a mommy kink AND (drumroll) a little bit of a gun kink

THIS IS FOR ALL THE NEW SUPER HOT SEXY BABES THAT ARE ENJOYING MY WORKS AND FOLLOWING ME?? IM GONNA MAKE OUT WITH ALL OF YOU RN

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ON YOUR KNEES FOR ME 💋

Extremely submissive daryl x female reader

(The yummy stuff: very light bondage, choking kink, mommy kink, slight gunplay(not loaded obvs), riding, did i mention daryl has a little praise kink?)

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Daryl had to learn the hard way that you were a woman of surprise, and he would never guess your next move even if he tried to. Almost every night that he came back to the house in Alexandria, you had a new activity planned for the night.

He was first greeted with a kiss, a short one that lingered on Daryl’s lips as he toed his boots off, anticipation already flowing through him.

Tonight, however, was going a lot differently than he was used to.

Instead of being greeted with your usual affection upon entry, he was met with the sight of you standing in the living room, playing with what looked like red rope in your hands.

The rope wasn’t the only thing he noticed.

You were standing tall in a pair of chunky black heels he had found you, a skimpy red skirt, and a lacy black cami. His mind was going a hundred miles per hour as he could feel his cock pulsing at the sight, blood starting to rush to his head.

His heartbeat picked up speed when you slowly walked over to him, heels tauntingly thumping against the hardwood floor. Daryl’s throat went dry, and he was at a complete loss of words when you stopped in front of him, eye level thanks to the heels. “I’ve been waiting all day for you, Daryl. Aren’t you gonna take your shoes off?” God, your voice was like warm honey as you spoke. He wordlessly kicked the muddy shoes off, eyes openly roaming your whole body.

“Hell’s the rope for?” He practically whispered the words, staring down at the red material. A wicked smile adorned your face. “Its for you” You giggled as you seductively wrapped your arms around Daryl’s shoulders, bringing the slightly rough material to settle at the back of his neck, gingerly wrapping it twice before giving it a pull and tying a knot, right at his adams apple.

He groaned softly as sweaty hands began to fidget with his belt, his nervous habit evident as you took a few steps back to admire your work. The simple yet alluring red rope hung gorgeously from his large neck, matching the color his face was turning under your gaze. You were throbbing at this point, mind filling with all the things you wanted and were going to do to this poor anxious man. Fuck, you had to go upstairs immediately.

You tugged at the rope a few times, checking for any discomfort as you had a brief moment of concern. “Is it too tight? Does it itch?” He shook his head to both questions, face burning hotter as he attempted to hide his embarrassment behind his curly hair.You gave him a soft, reassuring kiss, before you tugged the rope again, this time leading him to follow you upstairs, where you were going to gladly take his soul.

Daryl was getting harder by the second in his pants as you full on walked him like a dog. The way you had the rope woven between your fingers and clutched in your palm made his gut pool with pure arousal. His hands couldn’t stop fidgeting with his damn belt, although he was worried about you falling in your shoes.

The bedroom door closed and you turned to him, feeling a power surge run through your body as you saw the vulnerable state he was already in, still hiding his embarassed face with his hair as he stayed close to the door.

“Daryl. Look at me” You said it softly at first, standing with your arms crossed. He didn’t move the first time, eyes decicing to be glued to the way those heels made your legs look. His head was hazy with thoughts, his body was starting to hurt.

“I said, look at me” His head was suddenly pulled foward, and he stumbled a little, wide eyes landing on yours as he was yanked out his trance. “You should really listen to me the first time, sweetheart” You shook your head and made a face of disappointment, and it made his heart sink a little.

The last thing he would want to do was give you the feeling of dissatisfaction in the bedroom. He found himself stuttering out a weak apology. “M’s-sorry” You smiled at how small he sounded, staring straight into his eyes and down into his core, making him feel raw under your gaze.

“Get on your knees”

The request made Daryl’s mind finally draw a blank, blinking a few times as he searched your face. “Tha hell-“

“I said, on. your. knees. Don’t make me repeat myself thrice, country boy” You narrowed your eyes and shifted on your hips, watching intensely as Daryl slowly lowered himself down onto both knees, staring at your legs until the rope around his neck was roughly yanked again, tilting his head back and tossing all his hair, giving you a clear view of his face. His lips were parted as small whimpers came out, cheeks a deep red as he stared up at you, pupils blown so wide that there was only the tiniest amount of blue.

Oh, what a treat he was to look at down there. Fully clothed but obviously itching to get rid of them, especially with how hard his cock was straining against his already tight jeans. His hands had moved from toying with his belt to gripping his thighs, nails digging into the skin through the denim.

You felt yourself dripping at the sight, and slid your free hand up your thigh and past your skirt, flashing the wet fabric underneath. Daryl’s eyes watched intently. “Are you gonna listen to me the first time, or is this gonna be difficult?” He nodded quickly, and you pulled at the rope and shook your head. “Use your big boy words, baby” Daryl huffed in exasperation. “Yes! M’gonna listen to ya” You smiled at that and dropped your grip on the rope, walking over to the bed to sit on the edge of it and erotically spread your legs. “Come here, Dar” To which he automatically began to stand up on his feet, only getting halfway before the familiar sound of a handgun being cocked echoed in the room.

“Crawl.” Your tone was saturated in pure authority, and Daryl could only groan deeply as he lowered himself back down only this time, planting his large hands in front of him as he literally crawled towards you. You bit your lip as to not fuck him there and then.

He crawled until the barrel of the gun bumped against his forehead, eyes immediately landing on the wet spot on your underwear. The cold, metal weapon trailed down his face, and he had to surpress a moan as you did it.

You placed your leg over Daryl’s shoulder, watching his hands twitch where they now rested on the floor as they resisted the urge to touch. He had never been this goddamn hard in his whole life and it was starting to hurt. He badly needed some sort of relief, but it clearly wasn’t up to him.

“Take my panties off for me” You told him after what felt like forever, spreading yourself even wider as you watched his hands hesitated before running up your legs, gripping your thighs before he hooked his fingers around the hem of the soaked material and quickly pulled them down, lifting your leg off his shoulder briefly to toss out them out the way, eyes meeting yours for a split second. You winked and spread yourself open more.

Daryl’s eyed your dripping cunt like a predator, hands now firmly on your thighs. He wanted to be good for you, waiting a little impatiently for your next instruction, or hell even waiting for permission. “Think you can make me cum the first time? I wanna be able to give my babyboy special privileges afterwards” You looked so powerful above him, and his ears started to heat up when he realized he was super into this.

“J’st wanna please ya, make ya feel good” He panted lightly against your thigh, and you gently tugged the leash, giving him the permission he needed to finally satisfy his hunger, face disappearing under the short skirt.

Daryl had always been really good when it came to using his tongue and you couldn’t help but moan as he gave your cunt a few warm licks before settling on your sucking your clit, swirling the tip of his tongue around it as he did. You subconsciously keep a vice grip on the rope, keeping your boyfriends magical tongue right where you needed it.

You could tell that Daryl was starting to become to restless, and that’s when he truly got desperate for you. His cock was still painfully hard in his pants, and each one of your moans alongside the taste of you on his tongue went straight into his gut.

Daryl brought his two fingers to your folds, skillfully massaging and rubbing between the folds, feeling your slick drench his fingers enough that he slid them in, relishing in the moan he pulled from your chest. He could tell you were getting closer by the way you clenched around him, and the way you breathed shallowly. He sucked your clit harder, tip of his tongue moving against the more sensitive part of it, causing you to jerk your hips and pull him in closer.

The rope around Daryl’s neck got increasingly tighter with each pull, and he could feel his breathing becoming restricted in the best possible way and his dick was starting to leak, the tip of it becoming sensitive where it lay trapped against his stomach, smearing precum on the skin.

Your moans became loud, and your body began grinding down against him, chasing the feeling of your orgasm building rapidly. “You’re doing so good baby, making me feel so good” Your voice sounded more fucked out than expected. Daryl finally released his suction on your clit to continue using his tongue basically threw you over the edge, his fingers curling inside sent burning waves of pleasure through your body, and you felt your eyes roll back.

When Daryl emerged from underneath the fabric, his lips were slick, swollen, and red. It was the best look you’d ever seen on a man. “You did so good babyboy. I think it’s time to finally get you out these clothes” The sudden praise only added to his arousal as you slid you leg off and stood up over him, tugging the rope for him to stand as well.

You quickly but also slowly removed his dirty vest, sliding his shirt off and pulling out the rope, which looked delicious against his bare chest. Your hands unbuckled his belt, and instead moved to cup his boner, lips moving against his jaw as his hands settled on your hips, eyes fluttering shut as you squeezed him, making his tip leak profusely.

He could feel you working big hickies into his neck, hand moving to unzip his jeans so slowly while the other gripped his shoulder, keeping you steady on your heels. Daryl could feel the way he was losing his grasp on reality, internal breaking down as you gave him everything yet nothing at once.

“Y/n please hurry, I- I can’t take it anymore” He whispered, hands tightening where they rested on you. You pulled away from his neck and laughed to yourself when you saw the damage done. He might as well have gotten attacked by a walker. “But you can, Daryl. C’mon, lets get you full nude and on the bed” He groaned before moving to pull his pants off, cock finally springing free. The tip was a dark and angry red, precum dripping down from it. God, you wanted him inside you so bad. You chewed on your bottom lip as you spun him, shoving him down onto the bed and quickly straddling him, staring down as if he were prey.

When you rocked your hips back, warm folds sliding on his cock, Daryl shuddered and shut his eyes, the sensation already becoming too much. Somehow the gun had been discarded on the side of the bed, so you reached for it and pressed the barrel against his forehead, only this time around you pulled the trigger.

The gun clicked, and Daryl’s hips jerked at the sound, eyes opening and analyzing the way you held the weapon, only get that much more turned on when he realized you were using his gun. His cock tip throbbed as you continued rocking down on him. “I want you to beg. Beg for me to give you what you want, beg for me to fuck you” Daryl was so weak. He blinked back the feeling of tears threatening to fill his eyes as he stared into your face, burning the savory moment of you above him into his eyelids.

“P-please?” You tutted, hips beginning to slow as you cocked the gun again, other hand wrapped in red pulling it tighter around his neck, his vision blurred in the corners as he wheezed from the pressure. “Please! Mommy please just fuckin’ fuck me already I can’t- I can’t-“ He babbled, fat tears filling his eyes very much against his will.

You stared down at him for a moment, listening to his small sniffles and tiny gasps for air. “Mommy? Oh Daryl. How could I deny you when you ask me like that?” You trailed the gun down to his chest, watching the way it rose quickly before placing it on the pillow next to him, needing both hands in order to ride him properly.

His heart pounded erratically as you gripped the base of his cock, tauntingly lowerly yourself as slowly down as possible, making sure he could feel everything. By the way his hands dug into your meaty hips, it was definitely working.

You gave a few small bounces, rolling a few patterns with your hip. Just as you were about to fully slam down onto him, you realized your top was still on, and Daryl was fixated on your perky nipples. You quickly pulled the garment off, and tossed it onto the floor. Now you could really get busy.

A strangled cry ripped from Daryl when you lifted yourself up to the tip and dropped back down, moaning at the way he perfectly jabbed into your sweet spot, hips moving at a needy pace. The room filled with so many erotic noises, and they each fueled Daryl’s already throbbing cock. Fuck, he felt so goddamn incredible, head lulling to the side as nothing but pleasure pumped through his veins.

You could feel the harsh throbbing of his dick inside you, beginning to breathe heavily as a burning sensation licked through your thighs, however that didn’t slow the hardcore pace you set for yourself. You redirected Daryl’s head to face you, as you wanted to see his adorably scrunched face, tears rolling down his red cheeks. “Feels so good mommy, ya feel so fuckin tight and wet around me” The name was starting to do things to you, even more than the way Daryl was sloppily rambling, hips jerking upwards as he started to climb his peak. Right as he felt himself about to topple over, eyes rolling in anticipation, you ceased all movement.

Daryl’s eyes flew open and he whined desperately. He opened his mouth to plead with you more, and felt the rope become increasingly tighter, a hard, strained moan fell past his lips as he was now barely getting air, hands shaking as they reached to grasp at the rope. You furrowed your brows, worried that he genuinely needed to get some air. As your hands joined him to losen the knot, he shook his head. “No! J’st- please… please keep goin” One of his hands gripped your wrist where it rested on his neck, adding more pressure on it. He was so,so gone, even more so when you began to bounce on his cock again, this time, using his marked neck to help you keep steady. He was blissfully running out of oxygen.

His vison began to darken, heart pounding loudly in his ears as all he could think and feel was you, you, you. His hips once again jerked, chasing so desperately after his own release, you knew just how badly he needed it. Once again, you stopped moving, pulling your hands away from his neck and feeling his chest rise at the large gasps of air he was taking.

“C’mon momma’s baby, I know you can handle this and it’ll be worth it in the end” You whispered against his lips as you beckoned him to sit up on his knees, turning to lay face down, ass up. Daryl wasted no time as he bent over you, large hands resting on either side of your head as he snapped forward, burying himself back in your warm cunt. The rope spilled out in front of your face, and you instinctively grabbed it, giving Daryl the impression you wanted him to go much faster.

It felt soo good to pound deep inside you, panting heavily as the rope once again constricted his breathing, and the urge to cry from sheer pleasure had become strong. You moaned freely as he railed you, the lewd sound of him wetly sliding in and out of you filled the room, filled his head. You could tell he was right on the edge when his body began trembling and his head fell into the crook of your neck, biting down hard on the flesh.

When you gave a final tug on the rope, it was all Daryl needed in order to finally exploded, tossing his head back as he gripped your hips and pulled out, moaning deeply as he rutted between your slick folds, blushing as he watched himself cover your red cunt in cum, still rocking against you.

He almost immediately collapsed onto the bed, breathing harshly as you shuffled to undo the knot and take the rope off him. You could feel his release smearing and running down your thighs. You sat on the edge of the bed and kicked the heels off, sliding the skirt off and not caring as you used it to clean the mess between your legs. “I liked that skirt” You heard Daryl mumble, as he had been watching your every move.

You sighed and climbed into the bed with him, dominace officially leaving your body as Daryl wrapped you up in his arms, kissing your neck softly. “Ya never cease ta amaze me” He whispered, voice hoarse and heavy with sleep, you smiled softly as you gazed upon his sleepy face silently for a few minutes.

“You amazed me with your mommy kink for sure”

“Shut up and go ta’ sleep”

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I so badly just wanna consume his entire body like I literally wanna start tearing into his flesh like a fucking walker and spend my whole day fulling ingesting him into my body so we can forever be one #girldinner 🎀

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[kiss-n-tell-n-kiss-some-more]

For my subby boys…

I hope you’re behaving, baby boy. I know you miss Mommy, but it’s only been a few hours since I’ve left you at home with your cock hard and your balls swollen.

Aww, my sweet boy. You’re so desperate, you called me at work whimpering and moaning… Uh oh, it sounds like you’re trying to relieve yourself... Stop. Don’t you dare touch that cock. DON’T.

I know, baby, it hurts. Touching yourself would make it feel so much better, wouldn’t it? But you know you’re not allowed to touch, not without me there to make sure you don’t cum without permission.

You wouldn’t want to cum without Mommy’s permission, would you? Hmm, baby? Good boy. That’s right, you need Mommy to tell you when you can cum.

Listen, baby. Mommy has to get back to work, but she’ll be home before you know it. Be a good boy and wait at the door for me to come home? You’ll get a special treat if I see you’ve behaved while I was gone. I don’t want to see any messes. Otherwise, you’ll have to get punished.

What’s that? You’ll behave for Mommy? Aww, such a good boy. Thank you, baby. I’ll see you soon. ❤️