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[filesofgayshit]

maybe everything would be okay if i had your hands in my underwear while you grin "oh i didn't expect for you to be so wet already" and all i can do is whimper, open up my legs a bit more and throw my head back

[sunny-writes-flowers]

“Pieces of broken glass.” Summary: "Commodus had a long day and he longed for nothing more than a bath and a particular young servant."  

Rating:  E(+18)

Statut: One Shot  

Relationship(s): Commodus x fem!Reader  

Warning(s): Angst; Explicit description of smut; Emperor/servant relationship; description of female and male bodies.

Commodus had had a long day of meetings and negotiations with his advisors. He was tired and frustrated by their constant bickering and conflicting opinions. As he returned to his chambers, he longed for nothing more than to relax and unwind.  

The warm glow of candles flickering against the marble walls, welcomed him. He was still wearing his royal garments, a deep red tunic embroidered with gold thread, and a heavy fur cloak draped over his shoulders. The first thing Commodus did when he enters his room, was to order his servants to fill the large, marble bathtub, with steaming hot water. He watched as they carefully poured vases of water into the marble tub, adding oils and herbs to make the water fragrant and soothing. 

With a flick of his wrist, he signaled to his personal servant, who hurried forward and began to undo the buttons of his tunic. The emperor stood still as the servant worked, revealing the rippling muscles of his chest and arms, savoring the cool air on his skin. 

Once his tunic had been removed, the servant helped him slip out of his sandals, and then his undergarment, leaving him standing there, naked. Commodus shivered as the servant quickly draped a red bathrobe over his shoulders. Proudly, he entered the bathroom, undressing his red bathrobe, showing his servants his muscular butt cheeks. 

Commodus stepped over to the large marble bathtub, already filled to the brim with steaming hot water. He lowered himself into the water slowly, letting out a contented sigh as the heat seeped into his bones. The warm water enveloped him in its comforting embrace. The steam from the water rose around him, fogging the mirrors and walls. The air was filled with the sound of the water lapping against his strong legs, as he moves. 

He leaned back against the cool marble, letting out a contented sigh as the heat seeped into his muscles. He closed his eyes, feeling the tension in his body begin to dissolve. The water scented with fragrant oils. Commodus felt relaxed as he breathes the sweet aroma. 

As Commodus relaxed in the warm water, his body was revealed in all its glory. Tall, muscular man with broad shoulders and a chiseled chest, his skin bronzed by the sun of Rome Coliseum. His arms were powerful, with veins visible beneath the surface, evidence of his strength and prowess as a soldier. His abdomen was strong and well-defined, with the outline of his abdominal muscles visible even when relaxed. 

As he leaned back against the edge of the marble, his legs stretched out in front of him, the muscles in his thighs and calves were taut and defined. The water lapped against his skin, accentuating the curves and contours of his body. A thick trace of dark hair ran down from his navel to his crotch. His sex swayed delicately in the eddies of the water. 

Despite his physical strength, there was a vulnerability in his demeanor as he soaked in the water, his eyes closed, lost in thought. He was a man burdened by his insecurity and fears, and the simple pleasure of a hot bath was a brief respite from the stress of his rule. 

Commodus heard the soft footsteps of a servant approaching. He opened his green eyes to see her. A young girl who had been catching his eye lately. She was standing hesitantly with a vase full of water in her arms. 

Commodus smiled at her and gestured for her to come closer, confirming her name. “You may approach.” he said, his voice low and commanding. 

The servant stepped forward, her eyes flickering up to meet his before quickly looking away. “Is there anything I can do for you, your majesty?” her voice trembling slightly. 

Commodus grinned wickedly. “ Actually, there is something you can do for me. I require a massage to ease the tension in my muscles,” he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement.   

Her cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement at the thought of touching the emperor’s body. The young lady nodded her head obediently, and reached for a glass bottle full of oil, pouring a liberal amount into her small hands.   

As she began to work the oil into his skin, starting with his shoulders and working her way down his arms, she couldn’t help but notice how strong and muscular he was. She had heard whispers among the other servants, about his prowess as a soldier, but seeing him up close like this was almost overwhelming. 

As she moved down his body, working her way over his chest and stomach, she felt her heart racing. Commodus was enjoying the sensation as much as she was. His nose smelling her hair, as he murmured in her ear “Lower”. His voice low and husky, “Work on my legs.” 

She obeyed. She entered the bath delicately, her hands gliding over his thighs and calves, rubbing out the tension in his muscles. She could feel the heat of his body. His firm hand grabs her neck tenderly, and she couldn’t help but feel a surge of desire coursing through her veins. 

Commodus couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction knowing that she was weak under his touch. It made him feel powerful and desired. But at the same time, he felt a sense of liberation in this vulnerability he was showing. He could let his guard down in a way that he rarely experienced in his daily life. Feeling the tension in his muscles slowly giving way under her touch, the knots of stress unravelling one by one. He let out a small sigh of pleasure, revealing in the sensation of being cared for and tended to. 

She dipped a sponge into the water, and began to gently rub the emperor face, cleaning up all the sweat provoked by the hot water. The young servant found herself admiring his green eyes, directly looking at her, his hand still grabbing her neck. 

"Come here, girl," Commodus said, pulling her closer. With his fingers, he untied the laces of her dress, leaving her breasts exposed. The dress fluttering around her waist. 

"You're a pretty little thing," he said, reaching out to stroke her hair. "Tell me, do you find me attractive?" he asked.  

"Yes, Your Highness," she said softly. "I find you very attractive." 

Commodus had always been a man of passion, and he knew that he wanted her. The blush rising to her cheeks at the sight of the powerful emperor and her, being naked. 

He drew her close, feeling the warmth of her body against his as he kissed her deeply, his lips seeking hers in a frenzy of desire. The servant was overwhelmed by the passion she felt for the emperor, and she responded eagerly to his kisses, her heart beating faster and faster as his hands roamed over her body. Commodus took her in his arms, grabbing her thighs and putting them around his waist. He moved closer to the ledge, laying her on the white marble. Water splashed on the ground, as Commodus moved even closer to her small body. 

As he broke the kiss, Commodus pulled her wet dress from around her legs. Sensing her excitement, he looked at her deeply in the eyes. "You like this, don't you?" he said softly.   

"Yes, my lord. I... I've always admired you from afar." She replied, caressing his face. 

Commodus grinned, his eyes darkening. "Admired me, huh? Is that all?" 

"N-no... I-I... Highness, I desire you and I want to be possessed by you... " 

He murmured. "And I think you might just be what I need tonight." 

With these words, Commodus grabbed with his strong hands, the legs of the young woman and opened them widely, so that he could position himself between. Commodus moved closer to her and buried his face in her neck, inhaling the scent of her body. She shuddered and wrapped her arms around his neck. Commodus took his cock in his hand, made some movement on his hard member, to make it even prouder than it already was. 

"Moan the name of your emperor, when he has taken you as you so desire." he said, approaching the divine entrance of the young woman. 

She straightened her legs a little, and with her fingers, she parted the hairs of her vulva, allowing Commodus to penetrate her unhindered. The young emperor moaned at the pressure his member was under as he entered her. She immediately moaned his name eagerly. 

A tear of happiness ran down her face. Commodus' member was thick and curved just enough to touch those most exquisite places on the body. He immediately began to take her vigorously. His movements were erratic, as the bath water flooded the marbled floor. He groaned with pleasure, whispering in the young servant's ear that she was tight and just wet as he liked. 

"Harder, highness, harder!" she pleaded to Commodus, her nails clawing at his back with such force that drops of blood ran all the way down to his butt cheeks. And he did, picking up the pace. Only the moans of the young woman and the water were audible in the air. Commodus being a silent lover, contented himself with grunting lightly and breathing hard, his breath warm against her ear. 

Her small hands had moved through his dark hair, ruffling it, as pleasure washed over her. Commodus, eyes closed, licked the girl's neck, greedily, feeling in his lower abdomen the pleasure ready to explode. 

Not holding back anymore, she knocked over the glass bottle full of oil, next to her, as she spread her legs even further. The emperor's breathing became louder and louder, his moaning became hoarser. A train of saliva dripping from his mouth, as he arched his hips. The thrust was particularly deeper and stronger than the previous ones, making her stutter in surprise, her eyes wide open. 

The bottle smashed against the marble, shattering into a thousand pieces, with the same intensity as Commodus emptied himself inside the young girl. Her arms positioned behind her back, holding herself from falling. Her head back against her shoulders, mouth wide open, as she felt Commodus' cum fill her like a fountain. 

She called his name, while he eagerly sucked on the nipple of her breast, as if to calm himself down. His large and strong hands, scarred by some injury from the sword's handling, grabbed the young servant's butt cheeks, pulling her closer to his member, as to be sure that no drop could be wasted. Commodus kisses her neck, biting her passionately, just his way of thanking her for the pleasure offered. 

He withdrew from her, his cock softening little by little. The emperor plunged back into the water, resting his head against the marble ledge. The young servant felt Commode's semen dripping from inside her as she sits in a more suitable position. And as she was about to enter the water to join him, imagining resting her head on his chest, Commodus closed his eyes. "Bring me some fruit, and the taster." he said, his tone indicating that this was an order. 

The euphoria of orgasm descended immediately. Shocked by reality, she understood that no matter what she would say, he would only see her as a servant. A few tears grew on the side of her eyes, as she grabbed her wet dress, Commodus raised his hand to catch her attention. 

"Clean up the pieces of broken glass, before you leave..." 

Note: Thanks for reading. This was particularly hard to write. Please don't forget to like and share and give me your opinion !

[matsu-ball-soup]

I can't get my dumb*ss to draw anything atm bc work is too draining, but I have......

This

[discodegen]

fav dynamic of these 2 

[nobutseriouslywhat]

Extremely important things my boyfriend has said to me this week:

"I don't know who destiel is"

"now that we've finished having gay sex, do you want to watch a documentary?"

Will update this post as he says more wild shit like this

[littledeerbutch]

pretty sure fingering this tgirl healed me 2night & im gonna go to sleep and have sweet dreams abt how good she felt around me forever. i love t4t

[xx-psych0-rabbit-xx]

obsessed w this nsfw fic that had a tag saying "please picture pretty boy renfield you wont like it if hes an old man" what is he not good enough for you at that age.pussy.

[filesofgayshit]

Idk man i just think i should be kissing and moaning into a pretty gay rn

[sunny-writes-flowers]

“A vial of colored water.”

Summary: "Commodus heard about an apothecary who was rumored to have some potent aphrodisiacs. He, always eager to try new things, decided to pay the apothecary a visit."  Rating: T Statute: One Shot Relationship(s): Commodus x fem!Reader  Warning(s):  Established relationship; Implied description of smut; Implied threat; rude language; mention of hypothetical pregnancy. 

Commodus, rode through the streets of the city, surrounded by his praetorian guard. They were wearing clothes humble enough to not be recognized by anyone, also wearing a hood to cover their faces.  

They passed by the grandiose buildings and lavish fountains, but soon they reached the darker and more dangerous areas of Rome. Commodus dismounted his white horse, and continued by walking, always accompanied by his four trusted men. 

The streets were narrow and crowded, with merchants and peddlers selling their wares on every corner, lined with brothels and taverns. The smell of smoke and sweat hung heavy in the air. Commodus did not even hesitate to show his profound disgust. How could they live in such condition? 

As they walked through the dingy alleys, the stench of filth and decay filled their nostrils. People were huddled together in squalid shanties, and the ground was covered in garbage and mud. 

As Commodus watched the plebs, one of his guards patted him on the shoulder, showing him a shop falling into disrepair. The emperor smirked. 

The apothecary's shop was dimly lit, with jars and bottles of all shapes and sizes lining the shelves. As soon as Commodus entered, the apothecary, a wizened old man with a long white beard, looked at him with a hard look. "You little piece of shit, if you come to rob me, know that the emperor's guard are on the brothel next door, I just have to shout for them to come!” 

Commodus was astonished by the old man's words. One of the guards preceded the emperor and removed his hood. "Poor fool, salute your emperor, instead of acting cowardly!" 

And as Commodus lowered his hood, the old man was taken aback, immediately greeting him with a bow. "Your highness, it’s an honor. What can an old man like me do for you?" he asked. 

Commodus looked around the shop, sizing up the various herbs and powders on display. Another guard violently pushed the old man out of Commode's passage.  

The stench of the shop hit the guards like a wave, they instinctively covered their noses with their sleeves. Commodus, however, seemed unfazed. He strode forward, examining the shelves and jars with interest. 

One of the four guards, piqued with curiosity, picked up a few jars, opened them, and sniffed at the contents. He suddenly gagged and Commodus wrinkled his nose in disgust. "It stinks in here, close and put that were it was." he said, turning to the old man. 

Then he leaned in close to the apothecary, the old man trembling, and whispered, "I need something special...You know. Something that will... how can I say it... Humm...Put a little fire in my belly and my wife's, if you know what I mean..." 

The apothecary nodded, trying to hide his surprise. "Yes, your highness," he replied. "I have a special blend of herbs and spices that is sure to arouse even the coldest of hearts."   

The apothecary led them to a small shelf in the back of his shop, where he kept his most potent potions. He selected a small vial and handed it to Commodus. "This should do the trick," he said. "But be warned - it is not for the faint of heart."   

Commodus took the vial and examined it closely. It was a deep red color, with a strange and pungent odor. He could feel the apothecary's eyes on him, and he knew he was being judged. It made him uncomfortable, but he couldn't let the old man see his vulnerability. 

"How much?" he asked, trying to sound nonchalant. 

"Five hundred denarius," the apothecary replied. 

Commodus scoffed. "That's an outrageous price for a vial of colored water." 

"It's not just water," the apothecary said. "It's a concoction of rare herbs and spices, mixed with the blood of a virgin and blessed by the gods themselves." 

Commodus rolled his eyes. He knew the old man was trying to scam him, but he didn't care. He had more money than he could ever spend. 

"Fine," he said, throwing a bag of coins on the counter. "I'll take it. And if it doesn't work, I'll come back and make you pay with my bare hands." 

The shopkeeper bowed low, fear etched on his face. He handed over the jar, and Commodus tucked it into his cloak. 

"Come on, let's go," he said to his guards. "This place reeks." 

They couldn't help laughing heartily. Commodus pulled his hood back over his dark hair. And as a guard opened the door for him, Commodus looked the apothecary in the eyes one last time. "Selling poison is illegal. But if my wife gives me an heir, I'll overlook the vials I've seen here. I’m I not merciful?" Commodus asked before leaving.

Note: Thanks for reading, don't forget to like and share. Please give me your opinion !

[ungodlywords]

Pulling up her sundress before leaving for church. Just to make sure she's not wearing anything underneath so you can slip in your fingers easily as the priest delivers his sermon later. ✞

[shuccubee]

[greyroses02]

Bro I didn’t sign up for this mpreg and vore nonsense

[thelastlivingme]

They always say fuck her right in the pussy but they never say fuck him right in the pussy 😞

[greenteacreme]

An NSFW idea discussed with my pal @wishingwellhell

Of womb tattoos pertaining to the vision of its victim in a sense.

But as an explanation for why half adepti exist is that visions ontop of being like the gods chosen ro ascend to celestia at some point is also being essentially stamped submissive and breedable. Aka vision bearer appear a bit mkre sexy looking to the Archons and fellow adepti as like the creme of the crop.

To ensure even being able to keep up, they go into a heat or rut at the magnitude of their archons. I'd like tot hink it was almost a joke contract made with Rex lapis amidst the fellow archons all those years ago towards man kind. (<- also as an explanation that dendros wouldn't be getting Nahidas naturally its most likely from the previous dendro archon that heat cycles continue. What im saying very explicitly is no nahida doesnt go into heat shes a kid its not from her)

Its rather random and not extremely timed for vision bearers

Almost treated like an illness with the way its peetered out in modern day

But that doesn't mean it doesn't happen 👀

Addition of the visions elemental sigil being a womb tattoo to signify ready to breed~

[abyssalzones]

anywayyy. did you guys know I love them

[xx-psych0-rabbit-xx]

well freud if my uterus is afraid of impregnation i guess you could say my pussy is a bit of a pussy