#naga romance

[davinawritings]

Just a random thought lol

Imagine naga boyfriend getting really possessive over you and wanting to mark you. He starts leaving hickeys all over your chest and neck but he tries to make them in a snake scale pattern.

He is so proud of himself when he’s done and sees his little design. He definitely does this every few days so the marks don’t fade too much.

🩷🖤❤️❤️🖤🩷

[just-some-trans-nobody]

December Christmas Monster stories

Day 16.) stalkerish naga neighbor x gn reader.

Gosh sorry everyone it's been too long sense my pause on the December stories I apologize. I'll try posting the rest twice a week to prevent burn out again.

warnings: stalker behavior, pillow sniffing, manipulative behavior, snail tail wrapping around someone, possessiveness

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The whole apartment complex had lost power the other day, a few people left to go stay elsewhere but not everyone had somewhere else they could go. You were one of these people, you didn’t have anywhere else to crash so you stayed. Staying mostly in your room you were constantly bundled up in all the blankets you owned with probably too many candles lit in one room for light and warmth. 

Wearing a couple layers of clothes you were doing your best to stay warm. At least now the power was out and it forced you to read some of the many books you have been ignoring for who knows how long. About half way into the current book you were invested in, the knock at the door causing you to jump, bringing you out of the book with a startle. Putting the bookmark in it you stood up wrapping a blanket around yourself before shuffling to your door. Opening it you took a peek outside before fully opening it when you saw your neighbor. He was a naga and from the looks of it he was in rough shape.

“Toooo cold…. Can I cooommme innn?” He slurred with heavy eyes, hardly even able to keep himself up. “Shit yeah come inside.” You mumbled stepping to the side to let him slither in. He shivered, feeling your apartment wasn’t much warmer than his own. “My room is warmer, come on, it’ll be too hard warming up the living room for you.” You explained leading him to your room. Once he felt it was warmer there he made his way to your bed and flopped his upper half onto his, his snake body wrapping around himself for warmth. He was out like a light, way too exhausted to do anything else. Frowning you stared at him for a moment before using all your blankets to cover him only leaving yourself with the one you had wrapped around your shoulder before you opened the door for him.

Sitting down you shivered as you went back to reading. After a few hours he woke up from his nap and looked around confused feeling a bit fuzzy. Eyes landing on you he smiled softly as he quietly watched you read. His smile turned to a frown seeing you shiver. Looking down at himself he realized he had pretty much all of your blankets and felt bad. “Come here.” He whispered no longer slurring his speech. “It’s cold, we should be sharing heat for safety.” he explained lifting up some of the blankets. Scooting closer to him you leaned against him as he wrapped his snake half around you. You didn’t really know him so this was making you nervous for a number of reasons. He was attractive but pretty much a stranger. You didn't have many interactions with him other than passing each other in the hallways or asking for a missing ingredient for a meal. It was hard to relax wrapped up in his body. The temperature difference was nice. You had been so cold before but it was just so warm cuddled against him. His arms were wrapped around your waist as his chin was rested on your shoulder looking down at the book you were reading. The words were blurry to him; he was more focused on staring at your hands every time you turned the page. He liked the way they moved. The way your hand flexed lightly as you lifted the page, it was entertaining enough for him. 

He gently nuzzled his face against your neck. The few fleeting moments the two of you shared passing each other in the hallway were always the highlights of his day. He loved catching glimpses of his cute neighbor. Always too nervous to say more than a few polite words to you at a time. But when the power went out Thalisz saw his chance to get closer to you. Being here with you was a Christmas miracle to him. He didn’t want this moment to end any time soon but his luck had finally ran out as his stomachs started to rumble from hunger. He had in such a daze due to the cold he hadn’t been able to feed himself, too weak to do such. “Oh? Your hungry? I should still have some food in the pantry. I haven't made the journey outside yet.” You said wiggling out of his grasp much to his dismay. He wanted to follow but your room was oh so warm and smelled so strongly of you. Your kitchen was cold, he didn't want to go there. Instead he slithered further onto your bed and snuggled against your pillow holding it close. The scent was strong there and he liked it. He didn’t want to leave your home any time soon, he felt he belonged here. Making it his new den wouldn’t be an issue for him not at all but he knew he shouldn’t not yet. Can’t just move into a human's home without talking about it first. He hadn’t realized his eyes had closed until he heard you open the door to your room and step in closing the door quickly so as to not let out all the warm air. “I would have made a pb&j but I can’t open the fridge so it’s peanut butter, honey, and banana. Is that alright?” You asked him holding out the sandwiches. “Yess that sounds delicious.” Thalisz said, sitting up, taking the plate from you and began to eat. 

The two of you started to talk, it was much more than the few words the two of you had spoken in the past and Thalisz was living for it. He was clinging to each word you said focusing on the way you said things, how your lips moved, how your eyes crinkled when you laughed. Thalisz wished he could take a photo of each different face you made but settled for just remembering them for now. When you had started getting sleepy Thalisz grew more giddy at the thought of cuddling you while you slept. “It makes sense for us to sleep in the same bed, for warmth after all.” He reasoned and you nodded your head in agreement. Thalisz was too big to fit his whole body on your bed but that didn’t stop him from trying. It was a struggle not to wrap all of his lower half around you in a corkscrew hold but he knew that would be way too frightening for you to hold you like that, he needed to gain more of your trust first, if he pushed your boundaries too hard so soon he might scare you away. As much as he loved the idea of hunting you down he couldn’t bear the image of your terrified face looking at him in horror. Settling for wrapping only his arms around you he was satisfied with that and closed his eyes pretending to fall asleep. Once he knew for certain you were asleep he opened them back up and watched you sleeping soundly in your arms. Oh how it made his heart race seeing you so relaxed and vulnerable in his arms. So trusting of him. He knew you were the perfect mate for him, he just knew it. He didn’t dare move a musical content on just stare at your sleeping form for hours until he had fallen asleep without his permission. Thalisz wanted to stay up longer and keep watching you but the sound of your soft breathing had lulled him into his own deep slumber.

Once he finally woke up his eyes immediately looked to you seeing you still in his arms but awake not idly scrolling through your phone. His heart skipped a beat, he had only dreamed of waking to you being in his arms, was he disappointed you were already up meaning he couldn’t stare at your sleeping form longer? Yes absolutely he wanted to see how you looked waking up but this was better than waking up alone. “Powers back on.” You told him when you finally noticed he was awake. “Would have gotten up and made us something warm to eat but I kinda can’t get up.” You gestured down, making him look down too to see that your legs were completely covered by his lower half. He must have curled up on top of you when he was sleeping trapping you there for who knows how long. Thalisz was half tempted not to get up and keep you there in bed with him all day, maybe even all week. Sighing he said a soft sorry and moved his tail off of you releasing you from his hold. 

Laying in your bed still the words you had greeted him with finally clicked in his tired brain. The power was back on. Eyes widening he scrambled to think of an excuse to why he shouldn’t leave right away. He didn’t want to leave, how could you when you were here and not in his own apartment. This was so unfair, how dare the world give him this and then rip it all away from him too soon. Thalisz felt like crying but he knew he was being a baby, now that he had spent the night that meant he was closer to you, he had reasons to stop by. Maybe bring you things as a thanks for your help, that would give him more chances. He could ask to get coffee with you, that could lead into doing more with you. Thalisz kept thinking about more and more ways he could do to get more time with you, his tail was in the door now he had taken a chance and you hadn’t closed it on him he had hope. “The apartments are still pretty cold, maybe you should stay here a little longer till the building warms back up?” You called from the kitchen. A cheshire grin formed on his lips, it seemed you were opening that door wider for him letting him in. Thalisz was so delighted you felt the same about him, his oh so perfect mate. You loved him too even if you didn���t know it yet. 

[monster-disaster]

Hey there, I'm the one commenting for Grimbrook Town:> I was so glad to read your reply and knowing that you plan to write more for Grimbrook ^^

And about the idea… I'm not quite sure whether you gonna think about this or not -since you haven't written much for Nagas- but I've been thinking about a scenario that happens in the famous bar, but this time, reader is one of the patrons instead of someone who works there. Reader goes there a lot, but one night, a new face catches their eyes, a newbie happens to just been hired to work there, someone who's moved to Grimbrook recently, a Naga :> and, well, reader may want a special service from our lovely newbie🫠

Sorry this became so long, and also hope it's intelligible, Eng isn't my first language :> keep the good job, your writings are lovely <3

naga!Vellar x human!Reader Good to know: public sex, freeuse pub, brief gnoll x Reader

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The rain has left the pavement slick and shining, reflecting patches of golden light from the old lampposts above. The scent of damp earth lingers, mingling with the crisp bite of the night air. When you push open the door, it creaks under your hand. The long, low groan blends into the soft murmur of music drifting from an old jukebox in the corner. Inside, the dim lighting illuminates the dusty windows, casting warm halos over the worn, uneven floorboards. Your eyes scan the room, taking in the well-worn tables scattered across the place, each one occupied by groups huddled around. Every booth along the walls is filled too. Their leather seats are cracked and polished by years of intense use. The air is thick with the scent of aged wood, faint smoke, and something warm and familiar.

The only open spot is a single stool at the end of the bar. A bare lightbulb hangs above it, flickering every now and again. Shadows stretch and retreat as it sputters, casting your spot in a quiet pool of wavering light. The bartender, a new one to help out the two waitresses running around the patrons, catches your eyes as you approach, giving a brief nod and a small smile.

"What can I get you?" he asks.

You pause, eyes drifting to the long shelves behind him, where rows of colorful bottles gleam under the dim lights. "Something pink."

The bartender, a naga, with scales that shimmer faintly under the dim lights, lets out a deep, velvety laugh that seems to settle over you like a comfortable blanket. His eyes flash with amusement as he reaches for a bottle on the top shelf. “I can do that,” he replies.

“You are new here,” you remark, watching him work on your drink with a practiced ease. His movements are smooth and elegant. Each step is deliberate as he pours and mixes. The soft clink of glass and metal punctuates the pub’s hum. “New to Grimbrook, too.” In a town this small, fresh faces are rare and rarely unnoticed.

He nods, pausing briefly to glance up with a faint grin. “Moved here a few months ago. Figured it’d be a nice change.”

“And?” you ask with a playful smirk tugging at the corners of your mouth. “What do you think of this place?”

You arrived late to the fun. The scene is a whirl of movement and sound, filling the dimly lit pub with an unmistakable intensity. Soft moans and rough grunts interlace, mingling with the creaks of old wood and the rhythmic slap of flesh against flesh. The atmosphere is thick with heat and sweat. The air is practically humming with the hurried, fervent energy of entwined bodies. Across the room, Rust has already claimed his favorite waitress, his hands gripping her hips as she clings to him. Not far from them, Eva, the vampire who is even older than this place, stares at his husband while a minotaur pounds into her from behind.

The naga chuckles softly, his gaze warm as he looks at you through the long, dark fringe of his lashes. “It’s… lively,” he says, sweeping his gaze over the bustling pub before resting it back on you. “Nothing like where I came from, but I kind of like it. Has its own charm.”

You laugh at the choice of his words while nodding your thanks. The pink liquid shimmers faintly, catching the flickering light from above.

“Let me know if it’s to your taste.”

You hum thoughtfully, lifting the tall glass to your lips, letting the first sip linger on your tongue before swallowing. “And what do you want,” Your voice is low with a hint of a challenge in your tone, “if it is?”

His smile widens, and for a brief moment, you catch the glint of his sharp teeth before he looks down at the old bar counter, shyness softening his expression. “I’m not sure,” he admits, fingers brushing along the worn wood as though it might steady him. The unguarded moment sends a warm, needy flutter low in your stomach.

“What’s your name?” you ask, leaning a little closer.

“Vellar,” he replies.

You nod, offering your own name in return. Then, after a lingering sip of your drink, you let your eyes drift across the heated room. You catch the moment when an orc from the nearby barber shop cums down the woman's throat who works in a boutique on the main street. The male's snarl echoes through the warm air. Your thighs clench at the sight.

“So, Vellar,” you say with a teasing smile on your lips as you motion to the scene around you, “you’re new to this, huh?”

His eyes follow your gesture, and he chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck.

His reaction just pulls a wider smile across your face. "You are cute," you tell him. "You’ll have to get used to it. Think you’re up for it?"

Vellar’s gaze holds yours for a beat, his eyes bright with something a little bolder. “Guess there’s only one way to find out.”

Grinning, you slide off your stool, feeling the weight of Vellar’s gaze on you, warm and unwavering as you round the bar. Each step seems to pull him in closer, his eyes tracking every movement with an intensity that sends a pleasant shiver down your spine. His head tilts just slightly, his lips curving into a small smile. You stop just in front of him, close enough to smell the faint, earthy scent that clings to his scaly skin. You catch the subtle movement of his tail. The end of it sways back and forth in a restless rhythm. It’s a small tell, betraying the anticipation simmering just beneath his bashful exterior, and somehow it draws you in even more.

Without breaking eye contact, you lean in slowly, lifting a hand to cup the side of his face. Your thumb traces the long, sharp line of his jaw, feeling the faint warmth radiating beneath his scales, until your fingers slip further back, threading into the soft, dark blond strands at the nape of his neck. He leans into your touch, eyes heavy-lidded, his lips parting ever so slightly as he watches you with a hunger he can no longer hide.

“The drink was good,” you murmur, and he breaks into a soft smile.

“Yeah?” Vellar breathes.

“Yeah,” you reply, letting your mouth hover near his, close enough that his lips brush against yours in the lightest, most tantalizing tease. His breath is warm on your skin. Then he closes the distance, capturing your lips in a kiss that’s gentle at first, warm and inviting, before deepening into something hungrier, filled with all the restraint he is finally letting go. His tail wraps lightly around your ankle, anchoring you as his hands find your waist, pulling you just a little closer.

“Didn’t expect to meet someone like you tonight." His voice is low and husky when he breaks away, just barely.

You laugh again. "Really?" You tease. "I’m sure if not me, then another girl would have already jumped over the bar to get to you."

“Yeah,” he replies, rolling his eyes with a hint of sheepishness. “Boss warned me about it."

“That sounds like him,” you tell him, still playing with his hair, your fingers brushing through the soft strands. “So, this is your first? In the bar, I mean.”

“Yes,” he nods. “Eva tried to keep everyone away from me,” he chuckles, glancing toward the vampire woman. “She said the new guy needs some space.”

Following his gaze, you spot Eva who is completely engrossed bouncing on his husband's lap. “I’m lucky she’s busy, then,” you say, a smirk creeping onto your lips as you turn back to Vellar.

“Seems like it,” he replies, the corners of his mouth lifting as he leans closer again. His lips are a whisper away from yours. “Though I have to admit, I wouldn’t mind if she noticed me just a little more.”

You can't help but laugh again. "Don't worry about it," you tell him, pulling him even closer. "I'm sure she can't wait to taste you."

His kiss turns more impatient now, a hungry urgency that ignites a fire between you. He claims your mouth with searing heat, his lips moving with a fervor that makes your heart race. His arms curl around your torso, lifting you effortlessly as he hauls you up onto the counter's wooden surface. The end of his tail remains coiled around your ankle in a gentle, possessive grip. His hands roam your back, fingers splaying against your skin, pulling you into him as the kiss deepens. The loud moans and groans of the pub fade into the background underneath the rush of your blood and your racing pulse.

Before you know it, your pants are kicked down to the floor, leaving you exposed. The dim light of the bar dances across your bare skin. Your blouse, open and tugged aside, does nothing to hide your hard nipples, which glint with the naga's saliva. Your throat feels raw from your own moans and whines, and your muscles tremble, still humming with the remnants of your first climax. With every delicious pulse of your body, you clench around Vellar.

The naga watches you with a mix of awe and desire. "Are you good?" he breathes. When you can only manage a weak nod in response, a smirk spreads across his face, and he leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to your hairline. “Stay like that,” he says. His tone is a playful command as he pulls out of you with a groan. The sound vibrates through both of you. He glances around the bar as if reminding himself where he is. The chaotic energy of the place is still swirling around you while you watch him quickly grab a new bottle of beer from the fridge. You almost laugh at the absurdity of the situation. His cock remains hard and throbbing, jutting out from his scaly sheath, yet, he still has work to do. He offers drinks and snacks to the lively crowd, each teasing word from the patrons drawing soft groans from him.

From your perch at the edge of the bar, with your legs wide open, you can’t help but revel in the mix of vulnerability and power. The energy in the room buzzes around you, filled with desire and playful banter as Vellar navigates the requests of patrons, stealing glances your way with a satisfied smirk.

“Can I?” A deep voice draws your attention away from the naga, and you turn to see a familiar gnoll you often spot among the bikers.

You glance back at Vellar, who only gives you a nod, so you turn back to the monster, smiling as you spread your legs even further. “Serve yourself.”

The gnoll doesn’t need any more encouragement. His paw-like hands clamp around your thighs, anchoring you in place. His breath is warm against your sensitive skin as he leans closer. He brushes his muzzle over your clit teasingly, taking an embarrassingly loud sniff before his rough tongue sweeps across your drenched folds. The sensation sends a jolt through you, causing his grip to tighten. He holds you securely as he licks up the mix of your juices and the remnants of Vellar’s cum that still drips from your used hole. The gnoll’s tongue explores with an impatience that has your head spinning. Another orgasm starts to build within you with each wide swipe of his rough tongue as he drinks you in, slurping loudly and shamelessly.

“Oh, fuck,” you groan, tilting your head back as pleasure washes over you. Your free hand slides into the thick fur between the gnoll's ears, gripping him tight as your hips instinctively begin to grind against his eager mouth. A delicious wave tingles down your spine, drawing you closer to the edge, but just as you feel your peak approaching, the gnoll suddenly pulls away. A mean grin spreads across his wide lips as he watches you fidget with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Hey!” you exclaim. Your frustration mingles with the remnants of pleasure that still dance along your skin. “You can’t just stop like that!”

"Who says?" He asks, leaving you there on the counter, horny and desperate.

"That jerk," you groan when Vellar approaches, a chuckle escaping his lips.

“So, are you ready for more?” he asks, tone filled with anticipation.

When you nod eagerly, he tugs you down from the counter, turning you around so your back is pressed against him. The coolness of the bar’s surface against your bare chest sends a shiver through you as you brace yourself. The hard edge digs into your hips, but your focus is on his fingers sinking into the soft flesh of your backside. He aligns himself with your entrance, and with a smooth motion, Vellar slides inside you more easily than before. His impatience and desire are palpable in every movement he makes. He thrusts into you with an urgency that burns your nerves and leaves you breathless. Each movement is a demand, pulling everything you have to give and then some, and the only thing you can do is moan beneath him. Gripping the edge of the bar tightly, you arch your back, creating a delicious tension that reverberates through your spine.

The sounds of your bodies meeting echo around you. The mix of slick, wet noises that fill the air raw as much as the groans and snarls that leave his lips above you.

As Vellar's merciless pace continues, you can feel the heat pooling within you once again. The pressure builds deep in your stomach and blurs the edges of your thoughts.

“Vellar,” you breathe. Your voice is barely a whisper, but the plea is clear. He responds with an even deeper thrust. His length fills you up, testing your limit as your legs shake under your own weight and his restless pounding. His hands grip your hips, steadying you as he drives deeper.

And then, the world around you explodes in a rush of color and sound. Your orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, overwhelming and all-consuming. You cry out, and the naga groans behind you, filling you up one more time to keep himself deep inside your pussy as he plasters your fluttering walls with his cum.

Underneath the satisfied, half-delirious haze of your mind, the only thing you can hear is Eva's excited giggle, "Welcome to Grimbrook, Vellar!"

[eruden-writes]

The Sweet Spot is coming to print and ebook soon!

As a treat, here's the cover. ;P

The Sweet Spot was first published on Wattpad in 2019. I took it - and a number of other stories - down from that site in 2024, due to my stories involving trans characters getting removed.

I've gone through, proofread and edited it. There's also an additional scene that wasn't in the Wattpad version, too. (Although it's not spicy.)

Anywho, for anyone unaware of this story, here's the blurb:

When Sienna walked into The Sweet Spot, a local bakery, she never expected to meet a stunning Serpentine man, let alone one so personable and smiley. Believing Xyrus's kindness to simply be great customer service and innate affability, she surrenders herself to secretly admiring him whenever she swings by. When a particularly bad date has her running to the safety of The Sweet Spot, Sienna realizes her feelings may not be so well-kept from Xyrus after all.

This is going to be a novella. I haven't decided yet if I should attach other short stories to the end. As of right now, it's just The Sweet Spot.

[wafflesrock16]

Prince Hiskick by @leafy-yezi ! He's the MC and love interest in the third book of my original Rifts series, Oasis.

[zacwuv]

August 2023 piece - Nsfw on Patreon ~

[specshroom]

Cultural differences and misconceptions in monster dynamics, part twooooo!

Part 1 here!

👽 Alien partner who is amazed by the fact that you can sweat and cry. They come from a very dry planet so the fact that your body just lets off water amazes them. They would never make you cry but they strongly encourage you to work out with them so they can see you sweat. Imagine their utter shock when you take their hand, show them another place that gets wet and tell them there's a much better way to make you sweat and cry.

🧜Siren that is stunned when you decide to sing along to their siren song, simply because no one's ever done that before. They frown when you stop and start singing again hoping you join in. Although your voice is definitely not as beautiful as theirs they look at you like its the greatest thing they've ever heard.

🌱Being in a friend group with multiple insectoid monsters and having a crush on a prey mantis girl. Your other bug friends look very nervous when you try and flirt with her, they're even more nervous when it actually works. They absolutely freak out when she invites you to her room and they all jump to separate you, crying out "They don't deserve to be eaten!" And "How could you?". Now prey mantis girl is laughing her ass off, her friends are embarrassed and you're just very confused. 

🐍Naga/reptilian partner thinking it's so funny that you can get sunburn. If you turn red easily, they will tease you relentlessly. If your skin doesn't turn red, all humans can still get sunburn and best believe your partner will be touching the sensative skin any chance they get cus they think it's just so funny. They also like to lie on the hot skin and soak up all the heat. The only reason you let them is because their cool skin is soothing on the burnt area, though they insist it's cus you like their touch. They help you peel off the dead skin when the burn heals and joke about how it's just like when you help them shed. 

[monstersholygrail]

New City, New Life

5k celebration ‘Choose your own adventure’ story

Orc x fem!reader— cum eating, dry humping, fingering, voyeurism, rough sex, clitoral stimulation

Pt1

“Hey neighbor, I was just talking about you,” your hot Wolf Hybrid neighbor says as you walk over to his little group hanging out in his driveway.

His Orc, Naga, and Wolf friends all flash you a knowing smirk, their varying fangs glimmering sends a heat in your belly before you quickly stop yourself. You had to tone your horny ass self down. You didn’t wanna make a bad impression on a new city of people by being desperate for everyone’s cocks. You didn’t think that would fly here. As they stare your cheeks begin to heat up in a way you know is noticeable.

“Mentioned how I wanted to bring over a cup of coffee I made you,” he adds as if sensing your thoughts and trying to reassure you.

So he wasn’t going around talking about you to all his friends? Something tells you that’s not exactly true as his eyes gleam with arousal. You imagine it as you take the cup of coffee from his hands. Your hot neighbor sitting around with his equally hot friends, going over every little dirty detail. Raving about how good your tight cunt felt around his thick cock. All of them growing hard as he recounted the noises you made and how desperate you were to be filled while imagining it was them with you instead.

A choked whimper escapes you that you quickly try and hide beneath a pleased hum. You try your best to look casual as you subtly rub your thighs together, desperate for some kind of friction. But you’re briefly brought back to reality as your hot neighbor hands you the mug of coffee.

“Thank you for this, but—“ you say as you bring the mug to your lips only for your neighbor to brush a clawed finger along the edge of the cup and tilt it up, forcing you to take long gulps of the nicely warm drink. You meet his burning gaze, unable to look away, the tension simmering between you. And in front of all his friends. Fuck you can feel how wet you’re getting.

When he finally removes his finger you lower the cup with only a bit less than half left. Your mouth smacks as the taste bursts across your tongue. It was bitter as you expected coffee to be but also a bit sweet and… salty? It was certainly creamier than you expected it to be. You liked it. Probably more than you liked whatever blend you usually get. You’ll have to ask what his special ingredient is later.

“Thank you again but I was wondering if you guys could give me a ride? I’m in a really tough spot and I just need someone to get me going,” you say, voice strangely huskier than normal.

You clear your throat, glancing away, and look back up to all four of these damn fine men staring down at you as if they’re about to pounce. Your pussy flutters, clamping down around nothing at the thought of them actually doing just that. Their claws digging into your plush form, fangs grazing your sensitive skin, their big tongues ravaging your body to prepare you for their giant cocks.

“Work that is,” you add, voice growing husky all over again.

Your Wolf Hybrid neighbor chuckles darkly, the sound shooting right down to your core. He glances at his friends and a silent conversation passes between them. Then all of them are moving toward the car as if suddenly eager to get in.

“C’mon, sweetheart. We’re headed to work ourselves but we’ll get you off. Who are we to deny someone as cute as you?” He says smoothly, his raspy voice making that sound much more suggestive than you think he meant to.

Your hot neighbor rounds the car, taking the drivers seat. While his Wolf Hybrid friend quickly takes passenger. As if he didn’t want you getting to it first.

“You’ll have to ride in my lap though,” His Orc friend immediately says with a smirk as he hops in the backseat of the car. You follow after him, not wanting anymore seats taken from you.

“And why would I do that?” You ask, not wanting him to know how much you like the idea.

Just as you’re about to sit in the middle seat instead, the Orc’s giant hands are gripping your waist and plopping you down in his lap. Before you can argue or pretend to complain, the Naga gets in last and he curls half his long rattling tail into the middle seat while the rest takes up the remaining one.

“There’sss no more room,” the Naga says, forked tongue slipping out as he speaks and a second later his eyes dilate.

You blush, knowing he can probably taste your arousal in the air. In fact, they all probably can. The realization has you blushing deeper and growing wetter on the hot Orc. Especially as the Orc tugs you closer to his chest and you can feel the distinct bulge of his half-erect cock pressing deliciously along your clothed slit.

Hot neighbor starts on his way and you share your new place of work with them. They’ll know exactly where you are now nearly every day. It sends a strange thrill through you. Wolf Hybrid neighbor tells you that it’s on the way to their place so they’ll drop you off first but that it might take a little longer. They usually like to down the back roads.

You find that you don’t mind as you’re a lot more than just comfortable sitting in the hot Orc’s lap. That is until they actually start driving down the back roads and their… bumpy terrain.

A small grunt escapes you, eyes widening as the car starts rocking. Each jolt of the car has the Orc’s hardening length rubbing right up against your pussy. Your throat tightens as you try and choke down your moans. The Orc feels huge and he’s rubbing over every inch of your cunt. You swear you feel him rocking in sync with the rock. But what would be crazy.

Small talk fills the car and you’re grateful no one seems to be able to notice your inner torment. Small whines leave you as you practically bounce on the Orc’s clothed dick. It sends shocks through your system and you quickly grow more and more needy. The need to be filled and stuffed full itching at your skin.

“I think you’re wet enough f’me now, sweetheart. My patience grows thin. Fuckin’ need to get inside ya,” the Orc says, breaking you out of your lustful daze. It’s only then you register his panting breaths and the way everyone’s eyes shift toward you in the car.

“W-what?”

You yelp as the Orc jerks off your slacks and panties in one swift move and hooks your legs over each of his knees, spreading you wide for the whole car to see. Your glistening folds spasm as they’re exposed to the cold air.

Thoughts run through your head at a mile a minute. You should want to stop this. To scramble off this sexy Orc’s lap. But you only get more turned on, your arousal gushing out of you at the thought of him so suddenly taking you.

“Don’t act like you haven’t been wantin’ to fuck me since your fine ass walked over. That’s how this place works, right?” The Orc asks, almost mockingly.

His words wash over you, clouding your mind, as his hands explore your body. Slightly clawed fingers trail down and dip into your soaked folds. A low moan leaves you and instead of trying to get away you melt back into his chest, hips rolling with the movement of his fingers. He takes the time to prep you for his length and it slowly has you becoming an absolute mess in his lap. And you haven’t even had his cock yet.

You suck in a sharp breath as the hot Orc’s fingers leave you only to replace them with his thick angry tip. His pre-cum creating an even bigger mess of you. Your mind threatens to gain clarity again but then the Orc is pushing you down and splitting you open on his cock.

“Nngh! Ooh… Oh fuck,” you cry out, throwing your head back. The stretch of his girth forcing your gummy walls to accommodate him has your eyes rolling back. The deeper he goes the more you swear you’ve never been filled this good in your life.

The fact that you’re in a car full of men shifts back to the front of your mind and you lift your head to see them all still watching you with a fierce intensity.

Your hot neighbor continues to drive but you notice the way his eyes keep flicking back to you in the mirror. While his Wolf Hybrid and Naga friends each have all their cocks out, languidly stroking them to the sight of you stretched pretty on their friend’s cock. You whimper, basking in the attention, and a second later the Orc starts slamming you down on his massive cock.

“Fuck, dude, you were right. What a perfect pussy. They’re drenched f’me, just slipped right in. So warm and tight. Poor thing won’t get a moments rest in this place,” the Orc huffs and the car erupts into soft breathless laughter.

Aha! You knew your hot neighbor had talked about you with them. The praise is all you focus on and it has your walls squeezing the Orc’s length, wanting to make him go mad. A low growl vibrates from his chest to your back as he feels you get even tighter. His claws sink into your hips as he starts using his grip to fuck his cock up into you at a bruising pace. His thrusts syncing up perfectly with the rocky jostling of the car that only seems to be getting worse.

You cry out as the car’s movements also deepens the Orc’s momentum. You swear you can feel his dick all the way up in your throat. He’s stuffing you so full of him you don’t know if you can take it. You arch back into the Orc, putting on a show for him and everyone in the car. Through hooded eyes you watch as they furiously pump themselves to the sight of your body. It gets you so fucking hot. Their lustful eyes raking over your form. All of them wanting a piece of you, all of them jealous of the one who gets to fuck you.

The Naga flicks out his tail, the rattle on its tip moves in between your legs, wanting to do anything he can to give you more pleasure. You wait with bated breath and shriek as he rattles his tail, the vibration sending sparks throughout your body. The Orc snarls in your ear and picks up pace, jerking up his hips and meeting your thrusts in a way that has your toes curling.

“How do they look?” Your hot neighbor growls, knuckles white on the steering wheel, and sounding borderline feral. His cock aching against his slacks.

“They look so fucking sexy, man. Their tight pussy can barely take him,” His Wolf Hybrid friend moans, his hips twitching as he jerks himself off even harder.

“But they’re doing ssso well. Pretty thing will be ruined for anyone else,” the Naga adds, roughly rattling his tail against your clit. He thrusts up into each of his hands that pump at both of his dicks. You mewl, vision blurring at the intensity that wracks through you.

“Fuck, I think they’re about to cum!” One of them shouts but you’re too lost in the haze of pleasure to focus on which one it is. But then the Orc’s hot breath is curling around your ear and your mind clears enough to hear his rumbling voice.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Fuckin’ let go and cum on my cock. Squeeze the damn life out of me, you can do it.”

The cord snaps and jaw drops, fierce screams echo throughout the car as you explode all over his cock. Waves of ecstasy wash over you and you try your best not to pass out. The sight of you coming is a vision of pure art and none of the other men can hold on much longer.

The Naga lets go first, shooting his cum over any inch of bare skin he can reach. The Wolf Hybrid is close to follow in his friend’s footsteps as he cums all over you two. Seeing you all wrecked and messy quickly has the Orc slamming into you, burying himself to the hilt and shooting spurt after spurt of his cum deep inside you.

“Such a pretty slut you are, sweetheart. So easily made a mess from our cocks. You’re perfect,” the Orc rasps in your ear and you preen under his praise.

The rest of the car ride is spent with the monsters cleaning you up as you lay limply in the Orc’s lap. You take the time to regain your strength and you hope you’ll be able to feel your legs enough to walk into work.

When you arrive your hot neighbor gets out and greets you as the door opens. He helps you out and you immediately melt into his embrace. Your Wolf Hybrid neighbor laughs, leaning down and kissing the crown of your head.

“Next time, darling. Now get into work,” he murmurs intimately in your ear. Giving your butt a nudging pat.

As you walk in on wobbly legs, you glance around the lobby, looking for the headhunter that recruited you. He was meant to meet you and show you the ropes of the job. But he isn’t anywhere to be seen and you wonder what you’ll do next. You could ask the Demon Guard by the door where you could find him, head down the closest hall and hope you find the headhunter down one of the rooms, or you could head to your Minotaur Boss’ office and hope he can show you around.

[dark-moonlust]

Imagine this: You’re outside with your Naga monster boyfriends and they use their tails to “accidentally” flick your nipples, or your pretty round ass. They are really naughty. Then, they “accidentally” slither the tips of their tails under your dress, tug your panties to the side and fuck your drenched pussy and ass with their tails. You can only whimper and act as normal as you can because you’re in public. And they keep fucking you like gents, taking pleasure in what they’re doing to you.

Just a thought I had 😏might write an oneshot of I have time

[angelltheninth]

Naga Boyfriend Who Craves Body Warmth

Naga boyfriend who is fascinated by how warm you are and uses you as a heating source in cold seasons and insists you're always naked when cuddling

Naga boyfriend who coils himself around you to be as close as possible at all times, moving his hands across your naked body, grinning against your skin every time you make a noise of approval

Naga boyfriend who loves using your boobs as a pillow, they're always warm, they're perfect as a pillow, in his opinion it doesn't really matter what the size is

Naga boyfriend who finishes too quickly when you suck one of his cock while stroking the other at the same time

Naga boyfriend who can't believe how warm your pussy feels so he always keeps one of his two cocks in your pussy while you sleep or cuddle

Naga boyfriend who will gladly give you cunnilingus any time you want, using his long, forked tongue to fuck you just as deep as he would with his cock

Naga boyfriend who is feels his face get warmer every time you compliment his long fangs and tell him how good they feel when he drags them along your inner thighs right before you close them around his head, enveloping him in soft warmth

Naga boyfriend who fucks you harder and faster on warm sunny ways and slower and genter on cold, rainy days due to the temperature affecting his energy level and libito

Naga boyfriend who keeps you pinned and bound down against the bed while he fucks you, only allowing you the barest bit of movement with your hips

Naga boyfriend who always says that aftercare is a must, he doesn't care how tired he is, he wants to be close to you, he wants your body to keep him warm while you talk, he wants your pussy around his cock as much as possible

[lilaccmilk]

naga bf! winter headcanons

contains: fluff, smut, talks of tail snd scales, cock warming, cunnilingus, heat.

being a snake he obviously need a source of warmth. he gets lazy during winters too, trying to save up his energy.

he holds you close in bed, his huge tail wrapping around you to keep you in place(his arms).

he would also follow you around wherever you go, despite constant grumbling.

his skin is a bit rough and scaly compared to you. (i have added a picture at the end for better understanding) hence why he likes cuddling naked.

blanket n pillow nests are a necessity.

whenever you’re away from him, his tail wraps around you to pull you close to him. you glare at him but he just claims that “sweetheart it’s like my tail has a mind of its own” with a cocky grin.

nsfw

remember ‘bout that naked cuddling? yeah never is only cuddling, his cock is always nuzzling into your folds. “won’t go any further my love” he mumbles against the crook of your neck.

he stays true to his promise and goes for cock warming.

doesn’t really fuck you that much during winters (unless he is in heat), opts for fingering you or eating you out.

cockwarming at almost all times is a must.

loves eating you out. him being a naga, gives him the advantage of having a long tongue. makes you cum quickly. but doesn’t stop until the sheets are soaked, tears are streaming down your face from the overstimulation and your hands are trying to push his face away. he just looks at you with a lazy smile, resting his face on your thighs, giving occasional kisses to your swollen cunt.

note: this picture does NOT belong to me, credits to the original owner. I found it off of Pinterest.

[davinawritings]

Can we know more about Naga boy 🥺?

Hi! I hope you enjoy. This is just a little bit more about naga boyfriend! ❤️🖤💕

Warnings: mentions of oral and penetrative sex, mentions of cockwarming

Originally Naga Boyfriend post HERE

~Naga boyfriend~

He is super clingy and needy, and honestly, you love that about him. Physical affection is his favorite form of affection.

He constantly needs to be touching you in some way, whether it is having you lying on his chest, or him laying his head between your thighs, or even something as simple as holding hands.

Could spend hours eating you out. It is one of his favorite activities, even more than fucking (although it is a very close second).

As a naga, he has two cocks. He loves to fuck you with the bottom one while the top one glides between your pussy lips, rubbing against your swollen clit on each thrust. Every once in a while, he spends hours stretching your pussy open so he can fuck and fill you with both cocks until you are a mess of cum, sweat, and tears.

VERY VERY, VERY into cockwarming. Pretty much a daily activity. Also loves it when you scratch your nails lightly against his scales when doing this.

Overall, naga boyfriend is very sweet, loving, and affectionate.

🖤💕❤️❤️💕🖤

[monster-disaster]

A naga who is 10 out of 10, but wants to buy the last box of your favorite ice cream.

You can read it here.

[eruden-writes]

The Sweet Spot is updating on Kindle Vella, with a new scene!

When Sienna walked into The Sweet Spot, a local bakery, she never guessed the owner would be a Serpentine that'd spark her interest. With his pick of flirty patrons, she doesn't even consider Xyrus as anything more than politely intriguing. Settling for simply being that awkward human regular, Sienna indulges in her curiosity in private. But for some reason, Xyrus can't seem to leave her alone and she can't figure out why. Non-Human x Human / Rom Com / Sweet With High-Level Spice Later

[monstersflashlight]

Commission for bunny

Request: Naga hypno-dom bf x chubby fem reader who has a high stress job

Stress-relief system

Naga x chubby fem!reader || mind control (implied), oral sex, dirty talk, dom/sub dynamics (light), double penetration

“Honey, I’m homeeee!” You hear him calling from the door, but you are still a few hours away from finishing your current task even though your head hurts like a bitch. You curse internally, already predicting what is going to happen once he sees you. You promised you wouldn’t overdo it, but your brain is hurting and you have so much to do still...

“In here,” you call out as you hear him washing his long tail in the special naga fountain at the entrance. You lowkey hate that he has to do that everyday, but you also know is better to keep the house clean that way.

He enters the room and stares at you sitting miserably, looking at your screen. “Why are you still working? Weren’t you supposed to finish like an hour ago?” You know that tone, that tone is the worried husband’s tone, the one that says you are about to get punished for working too much.

“Yes, but then something else came up and I…” You try to explain, every word sounds like a poor excuse.

He cuts you: “You need to relax.” His authoritative tone makes your insides twitch, you want to hear more of that tone, but the list of tasks on your screen is screaming at you to keep working until you finish them.

“I need to finish this project before the deadline,” you retort, a bit annoyed by the whole situation.

You want more than anything to join him in a cuddle session and maybe prepare dinner together, but you need to work. It’s a discussion you have over and over, how you work too much and he doesn’t want you to overdo it. He’s seen the worst part of your stressed self, the one that cries before bed and wakes up in the middle of the night with anxiety so bad you can barely breathe.

“You need to relax,” he repeats, lower and slower this time.

You know what he’s doing, you can feel the tickles in the back of your head and the way your body let’s go of the tension. Your shoulders don’t feel rigid anymore, and your whole head stops hurting, a warm caress from the inside out making you a bit dizzy. It feels like a warm bath on a cold day and you feel every cell in your body reacting to his presence.

“But I…” You try to argue without much intent behind your words, but his hand covers your head and you feel the rest of your stress diluting. He chuckles, caressing the side of your face and lowering his towering body to kiss your forehead.

“Relax,” his voice carries a hint of something you can’t pinpoint, but your body obeys. “Now you are going to push your chair back, and you are going to walk to the sofa in the living room. You are going to take your clothes off and you are going to spread those cute human legs completely, holding your legs back so I can have full access to your pretty pussy. Understood?” You nod, your body languid as you do as told, walking into the living room as you leave your clothes behind.

You can hear him picking everything up with a chuckle, mumbling: “Such a good girl when she’s on it…” You can feel the blush covering your cheeks as you position yourself like an offering.

He appears in your field of vision with his hands full of your clothes and his dicks already leaking in front of him. You fucking love that nagas don’t wear clothes most of the time. It’s fucking fantastic that his dicks are inside his body and you can see exactly how excited it makes him to see you all spread and submissive thanks to his touch.

“Look at that, you know how to obey when you want to, don’t you, honey?” You nod, your face burning like hot lava. “Are you comfortable in that position?” You nod again, your body completely relaxed as you hold your legs back. You know in other circumstances you wouldn’t like to be so exposed, but the tickle in your brain is still there, making you feel cozy and warm.

He doesn’t want for an answer, you aren’t sure you can even speak, he lowers his torso and curls his tail under him, the perfect position to…

“Oh fuck!” You can definitely talk, and you can most than definitely curse when his forked tongue finds your clit and both sides of the double tip play with your pear like his life depends on it.

You can feel his smirk against your labia, and it only makes your blood boil faster. You can feel your juices gushing as he licks up and down your clit. Your head is thrown back as he takes his time worshiping your cunt, his clever tongue driving you into the next dimension. And just when you feel like you are about to come… he stops.

“No! No! Continue, please. Please don’t stop!” Your pleas are met with a soft laugh, his body disappearing from between your legs as he slithers to the cupboard next to the table, a bottle of lube appearing in his hand.

“I need to prep your sweet holes, honey, I can’t have you all empty, can I?” You shake your head, desperate for his touch again.

He approaches you slowly, his big body making you feel like a prey as your body relaxes once again. He lowers his head again, the tip of his fangs gracing your clit and making you scream in ecstasy for a second. Is not enough to drive you over the edge, but is more than enough to bring you very close to it. He chuckles again, the cap of the lube very loud as he opens it, squirting some over your asshole.

You let out a yelp, as he pushes two fingers right in. You are used to his rough treatment, and only makes you want to relax more. You know the tingle in your brain has something to do with it, but you don’t care. You can only care about the way his fingers feel inside of you, how good he’s stretching you and how soon he’ll be fully inside.

“What do you want, honey? Tell me what you need.” You beg a little, only pleas leaving your mouth as your legs tremble around his big shoulders. “Words, honey. I need you to say it.”

“I need… I need your cocks. Please. Please. Your cocks!” You know your tone is more than high, you are pretty sure your neighbors across the street can hear you with their monster hearing, but you don’t fucking care.

You feel so empty and so ready to be fucked you can’t care about a thing that is not him. You let out another plea, and he swoons at you, sounding very condescending but only making your pussy wetter. He pushes his torso up, his free hand finding your pussy and pushing three fingers inside.

The combination of fingers in your holes is what does it, sending your body into a fast and rough orgasm that leaves you breathless. You scream his name as he squirts some lube on his cocks, positioning them over your holes and slowly pushing inside.

You tighten around his lengths when he’s halfway in, making him curse over you, a frown appearing on his face. “What a naughty, naughty human…” He reaches down and slaps your clit softly, but with enough force to make you cry out as your pussy gushes around him, adding to the lubrication. He huffs at your reaction, amused. “What a dirty pussy you have, honey… Always so eager to swallow me in…”

His words make your eyes cross, your toes curling next to his shoulders as he pushes the last centimeters inside your welcoming heat. And then your body collapses, another orgasm rushing over you and sending you into a spiral of pleasure. You feel so full, so very full… It’s the best sensation of the world. It doesn’t matter how many times he fucks you, every time feels as good (or better) than the last.

He grunts over your body, and next thing you know he’s fucking you like a madman, releasing all his frustrations on your poor holes as he drills in and out of you. And it feels fucking phenomenal. He starts chatting then, telling you about how you promised not to overwork, how you promised him that you’d take better care of yourself and you lied… With each statement he pushes further into you, your body folds like a pretzel as he fucks you like a monster, your mouth open in a silent scream as you see white because of the pleasure.

“Are you going to be good now? Are you going to be a good little human and obey when I say so?” You nod eagerly. You’d agree to anything if he keeps fucking you like that.

And then he pinches your clit and you let out a shout so loud you are sure all the birds from the neighborhood just flew away, your whole body seizing under him as he pushes erratically inside of you and fills your holes with enough come to make you feel stuffed like a turkey. You can feel your juices and his come mixing and gushing around his length, the utter mess making it all hotter.

You let out a final sigh as your body shakes one last time, and you melt against the sofa, his big body covering you completely. “Are you relaxed now?” He asks with a little huff against your neck, his tongue caressing your jugular.

“Very…” You respond with a dreamy sigh, your whole body feels languid and spent, and your brain definitely doesn’t hurt anymore, it’s just quiet and tranquil, no stress remaining.

Having a naga husband is the perfect way to let your brain shut off… with a little bit of help.

[feyspeaker]

cover I recently did for Naomi Lucas for her upcoming omnibus for her Naga Brides series!! link to her site