#service dom in me is coming out fr

[mysicklove]

talking bout sae being a pillow princess makes me think that chigiri would be a pillow princess

oh my god i would worship the floor he walks on istg. litter his body with hickies and coo how pretty he is, even if he hates it. (he secretly loves It when you praise him, cause it just feels different. it doesn't feel teasing, it makes he feel like he is put on a pedestal) watching his hands grip the sheets and his face scrunch up when he cums. running your fingers through his hair in pure adoration at how you landed someone as stunning as him.

oh and body worship. i want to praise every part of his pretty body, drag my nails down just to see the red line form across his chest. apologizing with a kiss on his cheek when he whines about the pain.

I always want him to be my pretty toy, my trophy sub, showing him off to everyone and watching other ppls eyes widen when they see how stunning he is, and how flawless his body looks marked up. pulling him away when others want a taste cause you are just too possessive <3

[4ranghaes]

I just read your bnd as subs post and omg that was SO hot 😭 got me giggling and kicking my feet fr i need them so bad </3 although i was wondering if you were planning on making a similar post but for them as doms? I'm so curious as how you perceive them in that aspect. We're switch!bnd enthusiasts in this household ‼️

ੈ✩‧₊˚ bnd as doms!

bnd legal line x reader [smut, separate classifications for each, SMUT!!!!! MDNI!!!!!!]

a/n - i am also a switch!bnd enthusiast but i will say jaehyun’s and riwoo’s was very hard for me😭 still, i hope you enjoy!!!!!! also i got carried away with leehan’s😀

sungho 🎀 [soft dom!sungho, fem!reader, fingering, daddy kink, big dick!sungho]

“my beautiful girl,” he cooed, his big hands resting on your thighs as they framed his body. your naked body was sat atop his thighs, sungho’s slim frame resting against the headboard, watching you in delight as he rubbed his thumb against your clit.

your eyes were almost constantly closed, your body moving backwards and forwards slowly as though trying to grind against the single digit he was allowing you. sungho had a drunk smile on his face as he watched you.

“sungho please,” you pouted, grabbing his wrist and looking at him with big eyes, “i need more.”

“you need more?” he repeated, using his other hand to cup your face as tears lined your waterline, “oh baby, don’t cry. i’ll give you more, what do you say?”

“please, daddy.”

“that’s it, good girl,” he smiled, wiping away a tear as he started unbuttoning his jeans, pushing them down just far enough to see his boxers, which he then pushed down just far enough that his cock sprung out.

you bit your lip, moving one of your hands immediately off of sungho’s stomach to grip the base, sungho’s body flailing slightly at the contact.

“that’s it,” he hissed as you began massaging the tip with your thumb, “you having fun, love?”

you smiled, nodding, “can i put it inside?”

sungho smiled, cooing as he kissed you gently, “such a good girl for asking, of course you can. don’t force yourself though, go slowly.”

with a nod, you lifted your hips, holding sungho’s cock as you guided it to your entrance and started sinking down slowly.

the thick head entered your body with a moan from both you and sungho, your thighs twitching around his body as you tried to go as slowly as you could, sungho’s huge cock always a struggle to fit inside in its entirety.

you opened your eyes, seeing your boyfriend’s pouting face watching where your bodies met. his eyes flickered up to yours as you whimpered.

“come on baby,” he cooed, flipping your bodies without removing his head, “let me do it for you.”

riwoo 🦦🍡 [hard/service dom!riwoo, fem!reader, frustrated!riwoo, cunnilingus, fingering]

“leehan-ah, this is the ninth time now! get in on dongmin’s line!” riwoo yelled, glaring at the members through the mirror, “got it?! i’m not gonna say it again.”

leehan nodded solemnly before riwoo turned to look at you, having just walked through the door, ready to pick your boyfriend up from practise as you always did on friday nights.

“is it already 10?” he sighed, as you nodded, trying to hide the shock on your face as his unusually harsh demeanour. “okay,” he sighed after the song was through, “go home.”

“was it okay, hyung?” jaehyun asked, riwoo nodding with an unbothered look on his face as the boys either collapsed to the floor or grabbed their water bottles.

“i’m going first,” riwoo said, still sounding annoyed as he grabbed his stuff, grabbing your hand and dragging you out the room. you waved bye to the members, allowing yourself to be taken through hybe’s hallways.

“are you okay, baby?” you murmured, catching up to your boyfriend and kissing his shoulders as you held onto his arm.

riwoo rolled his eyes, grabbing you and pulling you into one of bnd’s composing rooms. “no,” he sighed, as you leaned forward, ready to relieve his stress through cuddles, or domming him as usual. “take your panties off.”

“w-what?”

“now.”

you nodded quickly, removing your bottoms and your panties, revealing yourself to your boyfriend as he sighed. “sit on the desk.”

“on the desk?”

“do as i say, y/n!” he cried, shoving all the stuff on the desk to one side as you climbed on obediently, “spread your legs.”

you nodded, spreading your legs and revealing your now wet pussy to the boy in front of you. riwoo sighed, his head nudging against your thighs to get them to open wider as he kneeled on the floor in front of you. he started leaving soft kisses on your inner thigh, his head brushing over your heat as he did so. your hand rushed down, grabbing at his short hair.

"patient," he said, glaring up at you, as you nodded quickly.

one of his hands gripped your thigh, massaging the fat as he worked his way up your legs, his mouth now at your entrance as he sighed; as though all his worries were melting away. he leaned forward gently, his tongue kitten-licking at your clit. you gasped, hips moving involuntarily to chase the feeling before riwoo grabbed them, yanking you forward so he had you exactly where he wanted you.

he went in then, his mouth moving faster than you could comprehend, his lips and tongue occupying almost every area of your pussy. of course riwoo had eaten you out before, but it was never like this. his tongue was lapping at your hole, his nose massaging your clit as he did so. you were a whining-gasping mess.

"riwoo, please, riwoo— ah! oh my god!"

you felt him smirk against you, moving one of his hands from your hips to move expertly inside you. you bucked your hips up at the contact, his whole mouth now concentrated on your cunt as you moaned.

"sanghyeok- i- i'm gonna cum!" you whined, grabbing at his hair, making him grunt against you.

"enjoy it," he smirked, moving away to look up at you, "cause i'm not stopping any time soon.”

jaehyun 🪻🐕 [fem!reader, soft dom!jaehyun, cunnilingus, munch!jaehyun, fingering, body worship, reader kind of described as having big boobs? but its not anything really]

“hey love,” jaehyun smiled. he was fresh out the shower, his hair partially dry, face bare, a black hoodie and pair of checkered boxers covering his body as he sauntered into his bedroom, where you lay on the bed.

you were in one of his t-shirts and the panties you’d been wearing all day, the impromptu sleepover leaving you with little else to wear to sleep in.

“hey you,” you smiled, jaehyun’s eyes flicking up to your teasing face. a november chill ran in the air despite the heating being on in the dorms, leaving your nipples visibly hard where the t-shirt was stretched across your boobs. jaehyun’s eyes flitted down, a smile gracing his features.

“you look gorgeous,” he groaned, crawling onto the bed, his head dipping down as he reached your lap, pressing deep kisses to the skin of your thighs.

you reached down, playing with strands of his black hair. he looked up at you, head still tilted down, not taking his eyes off of yours as he kissed up your stomach, moving closer to your face. suddenly, he stopped, shifting to hold his body up with one of his hands and using the other to peel your panties off your body. you bit your lip, watching as he continued to kiss down your legs.

“so gorgeous,” he mumbled, making sure to take your panties off the whole way, paying attention to every centimetre of your body as he went. he brought the material up to his face, breathing in your scent with a smirk before putting them in his hoodie pocket.

you let out a laugh at the action, not taking your eyes off your boyfriend as he moved towards your bare pussy, leaving kisses along the skin. he tapped the outside of your thigh twice, instinctively you moved your legs, spreading them so he could see your cunt.

myungjae grunted at the view, bowing his head again to press a kiss to the outside before using his fingers to spread your wetness around. whines began leaving your mouth as he paid close attention to rubbing your clit, slowly, but strong.

“so beautiful, my love,” he murmured, laying down on his stomach between your thighs as he began kissing your thighs again. you moved your legs so they were wrapped around him, “so, so gorgeous for me. every part of you. keep moaning for me, you sound beautiful.”

his finger was inside you now, his lips taking the position on your clit as he kissed and sucked gently, pulling away every so often to view your face. shaky breaths were being drawn from you, paired with a loving gaze down to him.

“my girl,” he murmured, reaching his spare hand up for you to take. you intertwined your fingers with his before resting it on your boob. you could feel him smirk into your pussy, beginning to massage the fat in his hand.

he was sucking and flicking his tongue relentlessly, basically making out with your pussy as two of his fingers continued to feel around deep inside you, pressing hard against your walls.

“myung–myungjae,” you gasped, trying to stop your hips from bucking as you felt your high approaching, your heels digging into his back as if to push him closer. jaehyun didn’t respond, lost in the taste of your cunt, “i– oh! oh my god, jae– i’m gonna—”

taesan 🐈‍⬛🎸 [fem!reader, hard dom!taesan, dacryphilia, masturbation, mentions of nudes + overstimulation]

“baby girl,” he tutted, walking into his bedroom, “you couldn’t wait for me, hmm?”

“i’m sorry,” you sobbed, hand immediately removing itself from inside your panties. “i– i couldn’t— i’m sorry!”

“it’s okay, baby,” taesan cooed, coming and sitting on the bed beside you, “i teased you a lot, didn’t i?”

you nodded, tears welling up in your eyes at the memory of taesan's pictures he was sending you all through today’s schedules. it started with pics of the new outfits, as he knew how much you loved them, then it became lower, more revealing, and started showing off more and more.

“but baby…” he started, trailing his hand over your stomach and over the top of your panties, cupping your heat in his large hand, “…why did you stop?”

you grabbed his wrist, looking at him with big, wet, pouty eyes that made his stomach turn, his dick hardening in his pants, “c-can you help?”

“i will,” he hummed, a smile spreading across his face, “after you get yourself off first, i’d hate to intrude, you know!” you whined in response, before taesan's gaze suddenly harshened, removing his hands from your body, “i think that’s more than fair, y/n.”

you sniffled, nodding. taesan came and sat behind your body, as you moved up close to his chest, leaning your weight against him.

“now show me,” he murmured, beginning to kiss your neck.

you were already wetter for seeing your boyfriend, and now with his hot breath up against the sweet spot of your neck you were positively dripping. your fingers returned to your clit, rubbing smooth circles as your eyes fluttered shut, you bit your lip, your breathing becoming uneven.

taesan, wordlessly, moved his hands to your body, cupping your tits and beginning to massage. his lips attached themselves to your neck as you flung your head back onto his shoulder.

“come on, my girl,” he cooed, watching your fingers slowing on your clit, “keep going. you’re almost there.”

his mouth was next to your ear as he whispered the words, pressing a kiss to the shell of your ear afterwards. your hips started grinding against your fingers, you felt empty not having anything inside but you knew it was nothing compared to the length of taesan’s fingers, so you didn’t even bother. the movement of your hips rubbed against taesan’s slowly, now able to feel his hard cock against your ass; you whined.

“need you so badly,” you whined, taesan smirking at your words, “need your cock! please! oh— i’m cum– ah!”

your finger sped up, taesan’s big hands dropping onto your thighs and just holding lightly as you brought yourself to your peak, your body falling limp against your boyfriend’s after you finished.

he smiled cockily, pressing soft kissed behind your ear and to your neck before moving your body so he had you where he wanted you, “my turn now, princess. let’s see how many times you can cum tonight, hmm? since you want to cum so badly?”

leehan 🪸🐠 [soft dom!leehan, fem!reader, quickie, lovesick loverboy!leehan fr, cumming inside]

“princess, i–” he cut himself off with a tilt of his head and a whistle, smiling as he circled your body.

“what?!” you laughed, turning to follow him with your eyeline.

“no, let me see the back,” he said, turning you round, whistling once again, “wow.”

“you like my dress?” you smiled, batting your eyelashes over-exaggeratively with a giggle. it was jaehyun’s birthday, and the boys had booked a posh restaurant for the celebrations; so of course leehan had to buy you a dress to match the occasion.

“i think it’s a very pretty dress picked out very well,” he smiled, circling back to your front and gripping your waist. you stumbled towards him, “but i think you’re gorgeous. your body– you… oh god.”

“you don’t look too bad yourself,” you smiled, straightening out his suit. leehan moved closer to you, hands holding your face as he pressed a kiss to your lips, your hand lightly grasping his tie. suddenly, you pulled away. “donghyun… no.”

“what?!” he laughed, as you rolled your eyes, stepping away, hand still gripping his tie lightly.

“i can feel your boner against my thigh,” you said, pointing down to the obvious bulge in his trousers.

“is it so bad i find my girlfriend so strikingly beautiful?” he questioned, looking at you expectantly. he turned you around, pressing wet kisses to your shoulder, slowly undoing the zipper along the back of your dress.

“no, leehan! do it back up, we need to leave,” you said sternly, looking over your shoulder at the boy.

“what’s the time?”

“10 to,” you said, looking at him confused.

“10 minutes,” he mumbled, kissing down your back, “that’ll do.”

he zipped your dress back up, just as you asked, before scrambling up the material from the skirt, pushing it above your waist as he bent you over the dresser in his room.

“leehan!” you gasped, his hand grabbing your cunt suddenly, finger digging in your panties to feel your wetness.

he smirked, kissing your shoulder gently, “what’s got you so worked up, princess?”

you moaned as he rubbed circles against your clit, “donghyun, quickly! please!”

he smiled, quickly pulling your panties down to your thighs, before undoing the zipper on his dress pants, pulling out his hard cock. he swiped his fingers through your wetness, using the slick as lube to give himself a couple of pumps.

“i’ll go slowly, darling,” he muttered, nipping at your shoulder as he began shoving his cock into your tight hole. you both let out groans and hisses. you pushed your hips back slightly, chasing the feeling of his rock hard length inside you. his hands were on your waist, gripping tightly, both the dress material and your skin. “you feel how hard i am, love? god, that’s all you, princess. all for you.”

you whined as he pulled out again before thrusting back in, suddenly he stopped, kissing your neck, lifting your hair gently.

“i’m gonna go fast, okay? cause we need to hurry,” he murmured, you nodded widely, whining in response and shoving your hips back further. leehan laughed, “good girl.”

he started up a brutal pace, balls slapping against your ass as you moaned, high-pitched whines slipping out too. leehan was grunting and panting in your ear behind you, constantly muttering about how gorgeous you are.

“all mine,” he groaned, “wearing the dress i got you. this pussy… all mine.”

“all yours, donghyun-ah!” you whined, gripping onto the dresser like your life depended on it, “ah– i’m gonna— ugh! leehan!”

“i got you, princess. i’ve got you,” he panted, the pace of his hips not letting up as his cock started twitching, “c-can i cum inside, princess? god, fuck— don’t want to ruin yo– your dress.”

“yes! please! cum in me!”

[cheollipop]

✾ — 𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙧

navi | taglist

pairing: husband!park seonghwa x fem!reader

w.c.: 4.0k

genre: smut, fluff, newlyweds on their honeymoon au

song recs: golden hour by jvke, my love mine all mine by mitski, vanilla by kai

with the caribbean breeze ruffling through silky locks, leaving its salty remnants on sunkissed skin, fingers tangled in a lifetime's embrace as you adjusted to the added weight of the metal bands reflecting the gleaming moonlight. tonight, and for decades to come, seonghwa thanked every deity he knew the name of for making you his.

warnings: food/eating is prevalent in the first few paragraphs, lovemaking, soft/service dom!seonghwa, possessive!hwa fingering (f), unprotected sex (👎), creampie, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, nicknames (hwa; pretty girl, darling, love, baby, 'wife'), a lot of kisses, like fr a lot, they're both very desperate and needy and impatient and in love, it's so sappy I'm disgusted with myself.

A/N: bai @hwaightme, thank you for ideating with me all those months ago. I'm happy I finally found the time to write it out, and I really hope I was able to do hwasband (heh) justice. happy reading <3

nsfw under the cut—minors dni 🔞

A day of mingling with locals, hopping between souvenir shops and family-owned restaurants, the taste of salt in the air with the ocean breeze ruffling through your hair, hand in hand as you moved under the midday sun. Vivid splashes of colour decorated the markets, clothes and fruit—a ripe mango sitting, half-eaten, on Seonghwa’s palm—laid out on wooden booths while merchants called out to the tourists passing through the narrow pathway. The once overwhelming scent of red roses emanating from the small bouquet in your hand now dissipated under the mouth-watering spices wafting from the street food stalls Seonghwa walked you past, stopping at each one to shovel a variety of fried pastries and desserts into your mouth. 

“You should try this too,” he spoke as he excitedly fed you another bite, pressing the pastry past your lips with two fingers to make space between the rest of the food you struggled to chew. 

“Hwa, wait—mmph!” 

The man standing behind the bar chuckled to himself, golden skin hugged by the Caribbean sun and the corners of his eyes wrinkled with a lifetime of smiles. “You should listen to your husband, Ma'am.” 

You turned towards each other, eyes meeting amidst the bustling crowd surrounding you. Husband. It had a good ring to it. Taking in the pink dusting Seonghwa’s cheeks, the timid curl of his lips while he eyed you with hearts in his eyes, you wondered whether the heat warming your cheeks, the butterflies fluttering in your lower belly, and the overwhelming adoration you felt towards the man before you, were just as obvious. As though nothing and no one else existed, even within the populous market, Seonghwa stared at you with unrivalled infatuation, his hand raising to brush a smear of sauce off the side of your mouth, bringing it to his own for a taste. The fresh wave of heat flushing your face at his antics fuelled his ego, lips stretching further at your bashfulness. You were just too cute. 

Turning his attention back towards the merchant, his next order dying at the tip of his tongue as your free hand locked with his, dragging him out of the market with a quick “thank you” as you continued to chew on what was left of all the bites he’d clogged your throat with. 

You made Seonghwa carry your shoes while you wiped the food off your mouth, glaring at him as he giggled to himself, bare feet leaving imprints over soft, white sand. He guided you closer to the shore, until gentle waves tickled your soles, and rather than remnants of fine dust over tanned skin, you now carried bits of the beach with you every step you took. 

Seonghwa’s fingers found yours, his other hand struggling to hold two pairs of shoes while he pulled you closer to his side, his eyes fixing on yours before moving to scan the rest of your face, as though the shadows sculpting your features were far more entrancing than the scene unfolding to his left. Your face warmed under his unrelenting gaze, and despite your best efforts at redirecting his stare towards the changing sky—the plastic wrapped around red roses colliding with his jaw as you pushed it to the side, only for it to sway back in your direction—his attention remained on you. So you dragged him away from the water, damp feet collecting a sheet of sand as you walked further up on the beach, seating yourself and waiting for the smiley man to join you, pearly teeth reflecting the golden rays.  

The orb of light moved closer to the horizon, a gradient of oranges and pinks encompassing the breadth of the sky, twinkling stars peeking out as it darkened, still hidden behind tufts of cotton candy clouds moving with the gentle breeze. The salt tickled your nostrils, and the chill ruffled through your top, Seonghwa’s arm naturally wrapping around your figure to bring you closer, his warmth spreading through you despite the thin, white button-up covering his torso, swaying with the wind to reveal bits of his tanned chest through the unbuttoned lapel. Your hand rested over his thigh, and without a second thought, his own moved to cover it, looking down to examine the orange hue cast over metal, your wedding rings clanging against one another while the setting sun graced the interlocked fingers with the last of its warmth. Lifting your head back up, you took in the universe’s breathtaking show of love as the sun kissed the horizon goodbye, bidding its farewells as they parted for the night, beginning its decent into the pool of tears it’d left behind, its reflection making it appear whole.  

“Pretty,” you breathed out, watching as pinks shifted to purples, and the stars shone through disappearing clouds.  

Seonghwa hummed, the deep baritone dragging your attention off the collision and to the sincere eyes mooning over your profile. Heat flooded your cheeks once again, and with the cooling breeze, shifting the blame onto the summer’s torridity was no longer possible. Instead, you allowed the tranquillity gracing Seonghwa’s sharp features to drag you away from the bewitching sunset. Dark locks fanned over his forehead, stray strands following the salty gusts before falling back into place, eyelashes casting faint shadows over defined cheekbones, and plump lips forming into an easy smile as he took you in. 

He dragged your locked hands up his thigh, leaning closer to slot his lips against yours, leaving the universe to bear witness to his own show of love, with the golden, dying rays to serve as his backdrop. How many love songs had you heard say, ‘he takes my breath away’? Seonghwa did. In everything he did, even simply under his gentle gaze, you’d often find yourself breathless.  

Drawing back, hot air blew against your mouth, wide, glimmering eyes mooning over your dazed features, and after what felt like an eternity later, Seonghwa’s lips touched yours once again. Sparks flew in every direction, the world slowly disappearing around you, and you wondered how a kiss so innocent could be so intimate and electrifying, how it could light a million fires within you. Like dancers sashaying to a melody, your lips moved together as waves crashed against the sandy shore, and in that moment, it felt as though you were floating in space and everything around you had turned to dust. 

You leaned your body forward, attempting to deepen the kiss that had captured your entire being in a whirlwind of fervour and yearning, but just as you did, Seonghwa moved back. Features softened under the dying rays, he peered at you through his eyelashes for a few moments, taking in the subtle pout on your lips at the sudden parting before averting his gaze towards the locked fingers resting on his thigh. Tilting your head, your eyes wandered over the curved slope of his nose, over the feathered eyelashes and lips you’d just gotten a taste of, sensing the gentle ministrations of his hand as it fiddled with your ring. A ring you were still accustoming to the weight of, the gemstone offering a pleasant reminder of a man you now returned home to every night. A man with a million stars in his eyes, and yet preferred to gaze upon you, to moon over your very existence as though you’d crafted the universe around him with nothing but calloused hands. With scenery as breathtaking as the one before you—a celebration of vibrant fuchsia and coral—Seonghwa’s gaze never left your profile, admiring the sunset through its reflection over your skin, the shadows it carved, the pretty eyes in which it glimmered within. And just as the sun kissed the horizon while it set, and once again as it rose, Seonghwa's lips moved in a whispered prayer: to greet the rest of his days with the caress of your warm breath against his skin, carrying the thought of you as he navigated his hours, and to find you in the gentle embrace of slumber, a steadfast companion by his side. 

Your voice dragged him out of his daydreams, “what are you thinking about?” 

Gentle eyes flitted upwards to meet yours, his response nearly instant, “only you.” The sincerity in his tone, the tenderness in his eyes, the gentle sweep of his thumb over your knuckles, delicate over the twinkling stone decorating your ring finger, Seonghwa continued to ignore the world around him and solely focused on you—the gentle squeeze around his fingers every few seconds, the alluring smile gracing your lips, the slow pace in which you blinked, as though drunk on his voice, his scent, his presence. It was though he was intoxicated by you, an addict who can’t help but want more, even when you’d offered him all you could spare. Leaning towards you once again, he pressed a feathery kiss to your cheekbone, sensing the benign flutter of your eyelashes against his skin before drawing back to meet your eyes once again, hot breath mingling in the small gap between your faces as he muttered the words under his breath, “let’s go back.” 

-- 

One unsteady step at a time, Seonghwa walked you backwards into the hotel room, palm splayed out on your lower back to keep you balanced. White sand dusted off the clothes he pulled off your frame, wandering hands taking in the lingering warmth of a sun long gone. Your fingers feathered over the prominent tan lines painting his chest, faint freckles littered over the reddened skin. Flitting your eyes back to his face, you found Seonghwa’s gaze fixed on your lips. So you gave him what he yearned for, pressing them against the plush of his and inhaling the breath he’d been holding, too immersed in astral daydreams about a lifetime of you to listen to his burning lungs.  

He moved slowly, sucking your bottom lip into his mouth before letting it go in favour of pressing your tongues together, contrasting the frantic shuffling of his hands over every inch of skin revealed to him. You held him close, chests flush as you allowed him to take whatever he needed, only pulling away to slide off the bra he’d nimbly unclasped. Gentle fingers glided over your figure, squeezing and tugging at the flesh as though he’d never have the luxury of touching you after tonight, his kisses hungry as he robbed your lungs of the last of their oxygen. 

Soft sheets collided with your back, and you had only a few seconds to revel in the coolness against your heated skin before Seonghwa was back on you, tucking his face into the crook of your neck to press hurried kisses down its length. His lips moved over the slope of your breast, tongue peeking out to circle your perked-up nipple before descending the tender skin to feather kisses along your ribs. You recognized the pattern, his movements familiar as he trailed down the body he’d stripped nearly bare, fingertips ghosting over the lacey waistband hugging your hips. Soon, he’d prop your legs over broad shoulders, salivating as he buried his nose into your clit while he lapped at your dripping arousal like a starved man.  

A sense of urgency flooded your gut as he dug his nose under your bellybutton, your hand flying to his freckled shoulder with a mutter of his name rolling off your tongue. He looked up at you, pupils blown out and a sheen of spit coating his parted lips as he prepared himself for your sweet taste, his appetite growing the closer he got to your core.  

Wrapping your fingers around his bicep, you tugged him upwards, but he resisted, confusion furrowing his eyebrows, “baby?” 

“I can’t wait, Hwa, ‘want you now,” you breathed out, feeling his muscles relax under your touch and his hesitant ascend back to face-level.  

You could hear the unspoken complaint forming at the back of his throat, so you moved your hand to his nape and brought him down to slot your lips together. Desperation poured out of you, teeth clashing as you pulled him impossibly closer, drunk on the softness of his lips. You guided his hand to your clothed heat, pushing it past the waistband so soft fingers could slide through the wetness staining the white lace they’d gifted you. A muttered curse vibrated against your lips, Seonghwa’s nose nuzzling against yours for a moment before capturing your mouth in an avid embrace once again, his free hand leading yours down the lean muscle to where he needed you the most, to where his burning want strained against his briefs.  

An airy moan muffled against his frantic lips, the slight part in yours welcoming his tongue in to run over your front teeth, “fuck, ‘want you, please-” 

“Shh,” he pecked the corner of your mouth, “just for a little bit, my love.” You whimpered in protest, but he only smiled at your frustration, pressing more kisses over your eyelids, forcing them shut with the gesture. “I gotta make sure you’re ready for me, darling. I’ll make you feel so good, I promise.” 

You knew he would. From the building pace of his fingers on your clit, drawing perfect circles and sending jolting waves of long-awaited pleasure up your spine, to the trail of kisses he planted down the side of your neck, you knew he would. Forming a ‘v’ around the bud, he slid the digits down to your folds, his middle finger circling your needy hole before slipping inside. He didn’t bother with finding your g-spot before sliding in another, his unconcealed impatience evident in the quick, shallow thrusts.  

Your gaze flitting down to his middle, you pushed past the elastic band to feel his cock twitch in your palm, squeezing around his base to take in the shifts in his expression—eyebrows drawn in, lashes fluttering as he melted under your tender touch before he rested his forehead onto your chest. He used his free hand to make a quick work of sliding off his briefs—rather ungracefully, but you held back your comments—tossing them off the bed before guiding your hand back to his waiting cock. Following the throbbing vein lining his length, you were met with the obscene amount of translucent precum spurting from his cockhead, rolling your wrist and sliding the slick down the hard shaft, then back up to feel him shudder atop of you. 

“Fuck, just like that-” 

His fingers slipped out of you with a groan, and you whined at the loss, your dripping cunt clenching uselessly. But Seonghwa was smearing your own slick over the back of your thigh while pushing it to the side, spreading you apart to slot himself between your legs. You pulled your hand away before he could trap it between your burning cores, his cock sliding deliciously between your soaked folds and nudging your clit with every slippery glide.  

You reached down, placing a palm over his cockhead to trap him against you, “Hwa, hurry,” a faint whisper, you pressed down once he sunk his hips lower, and sighed in relief once the tip breached your fluttering hole.  

The slow drag as he buried himself within your heat left you in a shared trance, eyes locked and lips parted, stunted exhales mingling in the negligible gap separating your faces. Slender fingers tangled with yours, moonlit wedding bands pressing imprints into your skin as he grinded languidly into you, eyelashes fluttering but gaze never faltering off your face, revelling in the luring shifts in your features as you gracefully drowned in the pleasure he so generously gave you. Even in the dim, bluish tone the cosy hotel room swam in, you could see the abstract hearts painting his glimmering irises, Seonghwa's warm body lowering onto yours until a comfortable amount of his weight rested atop you. Despite the tenderness of his touch, the delicate kisses he peppered your face with—barely-there pecks over your eyelids, on your cheeks and down to the corners of your mouth—Seonghwa’s hips had built a steady pace, barely pulling out as he rolled them insistently, the squelch of your cunt harmonizing with the pitched pants echoing between the four walls.  

“My wife,” he muttered suddenly, dragging you away from the hazy pleasure clouding your mind and to wide, glassy eyes peering at you as though you’d parted the sea with a mere whisper. His palm cradled your jaw, curved nose nuzzling into your cheek while his other hand found your waist, fingers digging into the soft flesh as the realization dawned on him for the nth time since he’d slid the polished band onto your trembling finger. “Fuck, you’re my wife.” 

A soft giggle shook your shoulders, your hand sliding over Seonghwa’s at your jaw while the other drew lines onto his lower back. “Mm, my husband.” 

Seonghwa was a man blinded by sudden cognizance—first life or not, the universe had been astonishingly kind to him, granting him a lifetime of nights such as this, emanated by the raw desire to love. To give love, and to receive it, from a woman crafted by the heavens themselves, a woman who presented him with love’s true form. Who painted the world around him brighter, more vivid, until a life without her seemed riddled with dreary grey tones and melancholy.  

“All mine.” 

A fond smile stretched your lips, brushing your fingers through silky, dark locks while admiring his dazed features, “all yours.” 

His body heat encapsulated your form, toned arms wrapped securely around your shoulders and face tucked into your neck as measured rolls of his hips switched to frantic thrusts. Unable to move, you simply laid beneath him and took it, squeezing around him with every shock of pleasure he fucked through you, cock twitching violently between your walls as he barrelled towards his high.  

“My perfect wife,” he mumbled into your damp skin like a crazed man, “gonna give you all I have.” You scrambled to reach for his face, pulling it up to meet lidded eyes, pathetic, airy moans leaving plump lips, and he twitched inside you as you watched him fall apart. “Here—hah—here it comes, darling. Take it all, yeah?”  

Blown out pupils rolled back to reveal the whites of his eyes, lashes violently fluttering before he’d sealed his lids shut, his head tilting backwards as far as it could go as ecstasy rushed through his body in searing shockwaves, pumping his cock into you sloppily until he grew still, a day’s worth of neediness and want pouring out of him in watery ribbons of pearly white. 

You struggled to keep your eyes open, wanting to savour the sight before you: heavily lidded gaze fixed on yours, eyebrows drawn in, and spit-soaked lips hanging open as broken, breathy moans reverberated in the air separating you. You felt so full, and yet Seonghwa’s cock was still feeding weak spurts of cum into your womb, a delicate thumb rubbing soothing circles over your waist. And just when you thought he’d been milked dry, he dragged his cock halfway out of your clenching cunt and back into its inviting warmth, hissing at the sensitivity as he built up his pace until a whimper fell off your lips and you finally succumbed to the pleasure weighing down on your eyelids. 

Soft lips pecked over your eyelashes, honeyed voice ruffling them with warm exhales, “Open your eyes, my love. Let me see you.” 

And how could you refuse him such a soft-spoken request? Stars danced in your vision as you took in Seonghwa’s expression once again—hints of pain masked by overwhelming infatuation and need, as though he could power through the oversensitivity so long as he remained engulfed in your warmth.  

“Hwa.” 

“My pretty girl, my wife—” he spoke as though still in disbelief. His chest heaved, and violent shudders shook his body with the silky glide of his cock over your walls, a ring of cream forming around his base as he fucked your slick and his cum back into the used hole. “Gonna come for me?” 

Nodding frenziedly, you held on to his shoulders, sliding your hands up to his nape and into his hair, wanting to hold onto something but failing to decide on what. But then you were clamping around him, and two pairs of hands desperately clutched the other’s skin, lips meeting in the middle only to expel stunted gasps into each other’s mouths as though you were centuries-old lovers recently reunited. Seonghwa guided you through your orgasm, holding onto your trembling frame even as you tightened around his sensitive cock, two fingers slipping between your sticky bodies to rub circles over your clit.  

“Hwa, fuck—” Back arching, your nipples pressed against his, hips simultaneously seeking more of his touch and jerking away from it. 

“That’s it, baby, ‘being so good for me,” he slipped his cock out of you, a sigh of relief warming your face as his fingers continued their movement over your clit. “Look at you, so full you can’t keep it all in?” 

You followed his gaze down to your core, hips spasming as the stimulation panged at your nerves, but you found yourself transfixed on the thick stream of cum falling out of your pulsating cunt in gallops. Seonghwa’s lust-heavy eyes widened as another wave of your orgasm rushed through you, vivid colours obscuring your blurry vision before fireworks exploded behind your squeezed-shut eyelids. Your fingers grasped desperately at Seonghwa’s wrist, sensing him begrudgingly pull away to grant you some reprieve.   

You weren’t sure how long it took you to come down, to gather the last fragments of energy you had to force your eyes open, to notice the skilled hands ridding you of the knots in the aching muscles of your hips, but you felt at ease knowing Seonghwa was there to welcome you back whenever you were ready. His gaze—ever so gentle—fixed upon your tranquil features, propped up on an elbow while his body laid by your side to give you room to breathe, your chest still heaving from the force of your high. You noticed the subtle, unconscious flick of his stare down to your thighs every few seconds, taking interest in your fruitless battle against the insistent spasms jolting your lower half. 

Huffing out a laugh, you dragged his attention back to your face, and his body slid closer to yours, placing his head on the pillow beside you and watching you shift onto your side. The duvet pulled taut over sweaty bodies, shielded from the chilly ocean breeze, the arms snaked around your waist pulled you into Seonghwa’s chest, any thoughts about leaving the soiled bed dissipating within the man’s secure embrace.  

You inhaled the salty Caribbean scent off his tanned skin, remnants of the luxury perfume he’d sprayed on that morning mixing in with nature’s cologne. Before you could nuzzle closer into his neck, a gentle grip on your nape pulled you back to meet soft eyes, yours fluttering shut once plush lips pressed against your cheekbone, then your forehead, and your nose, until he found your cupid's bow. It was barely a kiss, more so a standstill as you held your lips together, pressing and nipping against the other’s sluggishly as you both fought off sleep’s insistent nagging.  

Beads of sweat slowly dried over your skin, the moonlight filtering through the cracked blinds reflecting through them before dying out. Drunk on one another, you were too occupied to notice the cool-toned shift in hues painting the white walls, missing the sun’s final farewells before it disappeared behind the horizon, and the emergence of glimmering stars to replace the striking gradient of oranges and pinks. You'd missed nature’s tragic goodbye while immersed in your own ardent union. Now, only the moon and its stars bore witness to the lethargic dance of lips hidden under the floral-scented duvet Seonghwa had pulled over your intertwined frame.

Sand still dusted slick skin, and warm breaths mingled in the stuffy space you’d cramped yourselves in, bodies flush against one another as you succumbed to the siren invite of slumber, wishing upon a lifetime emanated by such bliss, tranquillity, and ardour. 

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[wonton4rang]

pairing: bnd legal line x reader.

warnings: smut, 18+

mtl (most to least) in bnd to be sub/ dom. this will have two perspectives, daily life and intimacy.

sungho;

intimacy: he will definitely be a service dom, i don't make the rules!! he would treat you like a princess, with so much love and affection that you even get worried that if you ever break up you are going to be so empty and sad :( he would fuck you slowly yet deep, whispering love words in your ear before biting on it softly, everything being so personal and romantic that you would just feel that warm fuzzy feeling that would bring your orgasm after he tells you how good you are for him and his thrusts get sloppy before he comes crashing down.

daily life: idek how to put it but he'll be a mature simp??? like you are the only one in his eyes, he would blush and giggle whenever you said something to him or touched his hands with so much adoration, but he would also be very mature and you both will have your own space and serious conversations going on. so he's kinda of a sub.

jaehyun;

intimacy: a sub 99.99% of the times, he's so soft and subby that's actually crazy, he would love you to handle him and tell him how good he is. but beware of that 00.01% because the day he comes with the switch on and his dom side comes forward?? you are fucked up (quite literally) because he's unstoppable and his energy would show up while he fucks the shit out of you.

daily life: honestly i see him as a dom in the daily life, he would want to take care of things for you, guide you and teach you stuff, hold your hand and kiss it better when you are feeling nervous. he is such a good boyfriend for you.

riwoo;

intimacy: definitely a soft dom, the only reason he's a "dom" is because he's the one fucking you and sometimes he actually takes the lead. sex with riwoo will mostly be you riding him while you guys kissed or him fucking you from behind while you spooned, but he will always be so caring a lovely, only caring about how you're feeling even when he's getting lost himself and finishes abruptly.

daily life: he's just a submissive person overall, he would just nod and say yes to anything you propose, he won't go against you unless is a joke and honestly you guys have similar tastes so he doesn't really has a reason to be anything else but a subby pretty boyfie <3

taesan:

intimacy: i think it depends. taesan seems to me like a very romantic person, really into a serious relationship kinda boy, so i believe he would be a dom when needy and a soft dom when you need it. he would look over for you but also take care of himself sometimes, always reassuring you of how much he loved you.

daily life: a SUB. i'm so sorry but he is such a submissive boyfriend fr fr, he would hold your hand and only look at you, his straight face making him look like the bitchiest mf but shattering when you said something and he just sweetly laughed. i know he's a boy that loves to joke around and he will!! but his eyes will look for yours with everything he says, waiting for your reaction with anticipation and nerves eating him alive.

leehan:

intimacy: a dom 99% of the time. he would grab your hair, choke you, fuck you so hard you gotta cover your mouth to not alert the neighbours, he would mess you up a thousand times and still comeback for more. but that 1% is just him being a softie for you, just smiling and letting you do whatever you want with him, he wouldn't mind you doing whatever the fuck you wanted. he just loves you so much.

daily life: it's 50,50 for me, he would like to have control over some things but i also think he would pass the responsibilities over to you most of the time, just agreeing with anything that you decide.

so overall here's my MTL rank:

DOM.

leehan.

taesan.

sungho.

riwoo.

jaehyun.

SUB.

[dinsbeskar]

Homecoming (Sauron/F!Reader)

Sauron finds his wife in Eregion when Galadriel is forced to find aid for Halbrand's terrible near-fatal wound, a thousand years after she left him at his coronation

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Soundtrack: a thousand years by Christina Perri (shut up, I know it's obvious!!), If I Could Turn Back Time by Cher, It's All Coming Back To Me Now by my girl Céline Dion, Can't Fight The Moonlight by LeAnn Rimes

Warnings: 18+ only!! Smut!! Tooth rotting fluff!! (Remember to floss!!) Tiny bit of angst (the rest comes later, it's a slow burn!) P in V sex, handjob, Halbrand’s glorious chest hair (I'm amused when we tag for that so I'm joining in 😂), separation anxiety lmfao (no but fr), cuddling, spooning, emotional manipulation (what a mix), tiny bit of rough sex/teeth/biting, praise kink, teasing (the guy is a menace, sorry!), male masturbation, fingering, dom!Sauron (he's a service top, okay?), big dick Halbrand (it must be done, idek at this point)

A/N: hi guys!! So finally, after so many chapters, I have for you: Sauron and Reader's reunion. I wrote In The Dark first, and promised a follow-up, and then ended up writing a bunch of prequels first. But finally, here they are!!

Word Count: 4.9k!

Quick rundown of what to read before this one for context (or don't, I'm not the boss of you!!):

Haunted, where we split them up

In The Dark of The Night, the story that started it all, where Reader fantasises about Sauron and he manages to reach out for her

Evil Will Find Her, Sauron’s POV of the above.

Y'all this is the softest, most candyfloss like fluffy smut I've ever written, what is wrong with me??

When Galadriel is sent to Valinor, you mourn the loss of your friend, of course, but there is a traitorous part of you that is secretly glad that your husband's last hunter will no longer keep you up at night in fear for his demise yet again.

You have not felt him stir in such a long time, you were beginning to give up hope. But one night you swore you could feel him, the ghost of his touch, his comforting presence. And the next night, and the next, until you'd grown entirely accustomed to imagining him beside you, atop you, beneath you.

~

The quaking in the earth beneath Lindon was barely perceptible, but perceive it you did. It must have come from afar, but what could cause the very foundations of the earth to shake so? The rest of your kin brushed it off as some natural occurrence, but you were sure deep down that these stirrings in the earth and in your heart were one and the same.

So when the High King sent Elrond to Eregion, you figured your best bet was to go with him, travelling further east in search of answers. You knew what you hoped for, but would not dare speak it even in your mind, not wanting to dispel the wish before it had even taken flight.

Lord Celebrimbor was a most gracious host, giving you both rooms and leave to stay as long as you wished. It was so different to Lindon, you thought you might stay a while, and with the building of the new forge, a tiny part of you hoped your beloved would seek out a place where he could practise his craft, and what better place to do so.

The last person you expected to see was Galadriel, whom you thought had arrived safely in Valinor, racing through the city gates, another horse in tow carrying a nigh-unconscious man who nearly falls from his seat as they come to an abrupt halt.

"Enemy lance. Six days ago. We rode without rest. Can you help him?" Galadriel's voice carries to your Elvish ears as you run to meet them, a feeling in your gut that your healing was required.

"Come, he needs rest, take him to the infirmary, I will follow." You say to the guards propping him up.

He's filthy, as is Galadriel, and the first thing you'll need to do is strip him off and bathe him.

You thought he was unconscious, but he turns his head slightly to catch your eye, winks, then allows himself to be dragged away.

A sweat breaks across your body, accompanied by wild fluttering in the pit of your stomach.

Mairon.

Your husband. The husband you thought had abandoned you. The husband you thought was dead. That husband.

You can't fight the smile on your face, the utter joy that is about to overwhelm you; even after everything you'd said to each other the last time you spoke, you still missed him, yearned for him with a fiery passion that hadn't dampened in the eons you've been apart. The utter delight of finding the other half of your soul again obliterated your momentary shock at his arrival, and you hasten to be at his side.

"I'll go see to our guest," you excuse yourself, while squeezing Galadriel's hand. "It's good to see you, mellon nin [my friend]."

She watches after you with a strange expression, bemused that in your hurry, you thought to ask no questions as to how she was back on the shores of Middle Earth.

~

"Leave us. I can tend to him well enough without an audience." You nod to the guards standing over your husband; any excuse to be left alone with him.

Thankfully they don't need much persuasion and take their leave, the room filling with tension as soon as the door clicks shut behind them.

The thrill of his presence has not faded; in fact what they say about absence making the heart grow fonder might indeed be the case. However your joy is overcast by the malice you threw at each other a millennium ago.

You have no idea what to say, now that you're face to face with him. Your last words were cruel, and you remember them as if they were yesterday; if he has brooded upon your words, he might never forgive you. You pick at a stray thread on your sleeve, avoiding his gaze, which is suddenly very alert now that you're alone.

"No greeting for me, dear wife?" His voice is different, his cadence of speech is rougher but no less silver to the ear.

"I missed you."

"I know."

You step closer, bringing a washbasin and cloth, placing it beside him. You go to feel his forehead with the back of your hand to check for infection, but he snatches it from its path and holds you in place, studying your face intently. His green eyes pierce your soul, and instantly you feel more at peace than you have in a thousand years.

You reach out once more, trembling slightly with anticipation, tracing his face, learning every new contour in case he is ripped from you again.

He leans into your touch, letting you take your fill of him, before reaching up to grasp your face, pulling you in for a tender kiss that makes you see stars, his rough stubble a sharp contrast to the way his tongue softly delves into your mouth.

He breaks away first, his mortal form forcing him to take a breath, the wound in his torso paining him more than he'd like you to know.

"I thought you'd still be angry with me." You whisper against his cheek, heart racing.

He shakes his head slightly, a tender smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Never, not with you." His voice is so soft, you barely catch it, his words meant strictly for your ears only; in Eregion, surrounded by sensitive Elvish hearing, the walls really do have ears.

"I've had so much time to think about what happened, and I take it all back. Every word. I love you and I'm so sorry, I should have been there for you." You hold his gaze, searching his eyes for confirmation of his forgiveness, that he will not just say what he thinks you want to hear.

"No, that was the only thing that saved me, knowing you were safe, out of harm's way."

"Still, I should have-"

"Hush, my love, I'm here now and I won't be parted so easily from you again." He means it, you can hear the determination in his voice, but Morgoth's curse has plagued you both for centuries, even after he was banished to the Void, and joy makes way for the dread already beginning to build in the pit of your stomach.

Relief rolls through the two of you, and the very air is lighter as you take each other in after so long. You look entirely as he remembers, perhaps more radiant, more lovely, than his memory allowed him to recollect. Perhaps it is just that he can finally touch you.

He, on the other hand, looks entirely different. Not that you're complaining. This new form is just as pleasant as any other you've enjoyed; perhaps a little coarser, rough around the edges, more hair than you're used to... but it is no bad thing, and you find yourself just staring at him until you remember why he is here.

"Oh, would you like healing, perchance?" Your tone is playful but the tiny crease in your forehead tells him you're still worried for him.

He chuckles, wincing as he does so, pain smarting in his side.

"If you'd be so kind, fair maiden." And with that, he lays back to let you work.

You let him away with a fair amount, this being only one thing of many. You know he's perfectly capable of healing himself of such a wound, and he knows you know, but sometimes it is satisfying to care, and to be taken care of. He did always enjoy your attentions.

"I'm afraid I must get these rags off you, my lord. I cannot possibly see the wound through all these layers." You pull out a wickedly sharp pair of scissors, slicing through the fabric in one fluid motion, moving it to the side to examine him.

Your gaze is already locked onto the gaping hole in his side, but you allow yourself to run your fingers methodically up his torso, marvelling in the thick black hair that populates his chest. Certainly different from what you were used to, but not unappealing in the slightest.

His wicked grin reminds you of your work, and your blush grows with your smile, enjoying yourself far too much.

A little cleaning, some herbs and a healing song render him virtually healed, as well as a little of his own power to speed the process along, but you run your hands over him long after the wound is knitted together, enjoying the feeling of your husband beneath your fingers after so long.

"Did you know I was here?" You ask him softly, your head laying on his bare chest as you nestle into his side on the small cot, running your fingers through his hair.

"Of course. I could feel you, in fact, I was on my way here," he pauses, considering his next words; you wouldn't be too happy to hear he'd used the scenic route, instead of hastening to your side.

"But?" You can practically hear the cogs whirring in his mind, trying to come up with some elaborate fabrication.

"Fate pulled me to the sea. And then it brought me back to you." Perhaps he'd regale you with tales of Númenor another time; right now, he was simply content to listen to your heartbeat, fluttering in time to his once more.

"With Galadriel and an army? That must be quite a tale." You ponder aloud, leaving him space to elaborate if he wishes, but not wanting to press him too soon.

"It is." He kisses you again, this time deeper, rougher, tongue demanding entrance to your mouth as he curls his fingers in your hair.

He has to resurface first, letting your lips part reluctantly as his lungs demand air. It's quite charming, considering how he is so used to torturing you with your bodily needs, only letting you gasp for air when you're desperate, if he's feeling particularly cruel.

"Don't get used to it," he chuckles, overhearing your thoughts as always; you muse over how that used to irritate you, but now you're so ecstatic to have him under your fingertips again, you'd unlock every door of your mind for him.

"I'm just enjoying the difference in dynamic, my love, it's delightful being the torturer, not the tortured." You laugh, as a low growl emanates from his chest.

"Don't remind me," he rolls his eyes before pulling you closer, as if that were possible.

"I really did miss you, love, it's been a lifetime and ten since we could last do this." You lift up your entwined fingers to emphasise the point, which he answers with a kiss to each knuckle, as if in apology.

"I won't be parted from you again, you need not worry," he whispers in your ear, and you want to believe him, but fate has always had other plans for the two of you, and you have no reason to assume it might be different this time.

"Besides," he continues, stroking his fingers through the hollows of your knuckles, "it's not as if I was wholly absent, especially recently."

You crane your neck to meet his gaze, confused as to what he could possibly mean. You raise your eyebrows, encouraging him to elaborate.

"Admittedly it was difficult to manifest myself in two places while I gathered my strength, but surely you noticed me reaching out for you? Touching your mind?" He pauses for dramatic effect. "...and other things?"

"Now I really have no idea, my dear husband, you will need to explain." You laugh at his bemused expression, still none the wiser as to how he could have been with you while physically absent.

"I reached out for you, I could see you, feel you, and I swore you felt me too. Did you really not feel me?" He asks, slightly indignant, as if you could hardly have missed him.

Ah. Yes, now it clicks into place; you'd thought you'd sensed something, or perhaps someone, with you on those dark nights alone. You were right. He hadn't abandoned you after all.

"It was you," you breathe, marvelling anew, "I thought for a moment- you found me, even then, even when you were at your weakest, you found me."

He kisses your palm and holds it to his chest, reluctant to ever let you go again.

"Of course, love, I vowed I'd always find you," he murmurs in your ear, his physical being aching with the reunion of your two souls, electric tingles dancing across your flesh as you trace across his unfamiliar form.

You relish in his closeness, unwilling to be parted from him until-

"Oh no! What you must have witnessed-" You go to cover your face, cheeks flushing as you recall exactly what you were up to when you felt his presence.

He takes your hands and chuckles, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. How could you still be embarrassed in front of him, your lord husband, after all this time? His heart swells, taking you in as you squirm under his gaze.

"Darling, you are mine, I am yours, we are one soul, one flesh, are we not?" He squeezes your hands, gazing at you fondly; after a thousand years, your hearts still beat as one, and you meet his eyes with relief, cheeks still heated but no longer with embarrassment.

His fingers travel across your body with the practised touch of one who knows you better than you know yourself. Even after all this time, he knows exactly where to be gentle, where to be rough, where to knead your flesh or trace it softly. He knows your body better than his own.

"You're trembling, love," he whispers against your lips, cocking an eyebrow.

"Anticipation, darling, you did always know how to draw these things out." You smirk, already over the foreplay, wanting your husband to fill you in every way he can, mind, soul, and body, each way just as delicious as the last.

"How long it's been, not an ounce of patience left in you," he teases, provoking a groan as he licks a long stripe up your throat.

"I've done my waiting," you groan against him, "I think I deserve my reward."

His grin grows wicked, as he takes you in, laid bare under him.

"And I am that reward? Surely such a beautiful maiden would prefer-"

You press your lips to his, interrupting his teasing, refusing to let him play his games for now, needing him atop you, inside you.

You roll him over, thighs pinned around his hips, gazing down at him fondly, relishing the view that you've been denied for a millennium. He smirks at you, continuing to grope and knead your flesh, grabbing your ass and thighs to steady you, leaving deep finger marks that drive you wild as you rock against his crotch.

"My lord," you chuckle as you attempt to unsheathe him, his belt proving a challenge for your trembling fingers. "There are still too many layers between us."

He sits up, reaching for your lips with his fingertips, humming against your skin, his small laugh breaking the tingles down your spine with a shiver.

"Well, my lady, we can't have that..." he murmurs into your abdomen as he journeys down your body.

His lady. A phrase that never failed to delight you, to send tingles of arousal shooting through you. The connotation of your vow to each other. That you were his and he was yours.

At the moment, you have the upper hand, pinned atop him with your body weight as leverage, but you'd sacrifice it in an instant to have him claim you.

You lean back a little, keening under his touch, wanting your skin on his, your souls already singing in a harmony you could never forget, even after all this time.

Every breath you take is from his lungs, grasping at his thick brown curls, savouring every unfamiliar sensation.

Every movement you make sends shockwaves through him; the only pleasure he has known in this body was by his own hand, but his wife back in her rightful place was far sweeter.

He's fucking desperate for you, and you can sense it despite his immaculate self control. Your favourite thing in the world is seeing Sauron lose his mind for the love of you.

"I cannot possibly continue my work if the patient is clothed. I'm afraid I need to conduct a-" you pause, pretending to consider your choice of words- "thorough examination."

He fucking growls at you, deep and low in his chest, and you can't help but grin. You roll off him, only to release him enough to help you out and shimmy his trousers off. Instead he grabs your upper arm, flips you underneath him, smirking with heavily lidded eyes, his hair falling over his face.

"How did I know you would do that?" You laugh, wrapping your legs around him as he strips bare for you, finally.

"One thing I will not allow-" he kisses your neck softly before baring his teeth- "is being called predictable."

He scrapes his teeth against your throat before yanking your head back with your hair, the pain smarting through your scalp obliterated by the feeling of his other hand between your thighs.

"You're so fucking wet for me already," he gasps, rocking into your thigh, his cock weeping on your abdomen.

"I've waited this long, I won't wait any longer." You moan against him, taking his cock in hand, running your thumb over the head.

"No, darling, wait, no-" his strangled pleas fall on deaf ears as you stroke him once, twice, before you force him over the edge.

He worships and curses you in the same breath, wanting nothing more than to spill himself inside you. But you've foiled that plan, for now.

"Too soon-" he chokes out, his pent-up orgasm pouring out of him, surging through him, but doing nothing to quench the thirst he has for you.

You stroke him through his orgasm, kissing him softly, letting him moan into your mouth.

"It's okay, I wanted you to come, love," you whisper in his ear, tracing his chest, running your fingers through his thick black hair. "You needed it, you deserved it-"

He arches his back under your praise, kissing your neck, grasping at your bare back, raking your skin with his blunt fingernails.

After so long apart, with a new mortal form with which to grapple, you had a feeling he'd need release sooner rather than later, needy under your touch after centuries only dreaming of you. Now, with his first orgasm out of the way, you could tease him for longer and get what you'd been craving during your centuries apart.

You pluck at his pleasure like an exposed nerve, drawing every groan, whimper, gasp from his lungs, until he is hard and aching for you again.

He wants so badly to be inside you, to crawl into the space between your flesh and bones, your mind and your soul, to simply relish in the feeling of being home with you.

Thankfully you have the same aching need, pulling him closer with your legs, still wrapped around his waist.

This new body feels strange under your fingers, between your thighs, wrapped around you, coarse hair brushing your torso every time he rocks against you, never mind the hardening length that presses against your core.

"That feels... different." You gasp against him, feeling his smirk against your jaw.

"Different as in bad? Or good, my love?" He raises his eyebrows innocently, as if he is asking you about the weather.

"I could not possibly say," you laugh, "we shall have to try it out to see for certain."

"My sweet wife. Moments ago, you were embarrassed that I saw you relieve your yearning for me," he groans as he circles your clit with the head of his cock, "and now you speak of me as some kind of object for your pleasure."

His faux-sincerity in his scolding is so carefully balanced that for a second, you're unsure if he is actually offended. But you quickly realise he is teasing you when he spreads your cunt, ready for his new thick cock.

A whimper escapes your throat as he teases your folds with his fingers, gathering your wetness to ease his way inside you, stroking his cock, unhurried now that you've relieved him once. You regret that decision now that he draws out giving you your own release.

"Please, love," you stammer out between shaky breaths, rocking your hips against his hand.

"Please, what? Use your words, my darling, tell me what you need." The glint in his eye is dangerous, full of promises of rich reward, but only if you can play his game to the end.

"I need you," you murmur, eyeing him through heavy lids, desperate for any touch he will bestow upon you.

The expression on his face is positively profane, lips parted, a thin ring of green lining his blown pupils, sweaty brown hair falling in his eyes. He wets his lips as you watch his tongue enviously. Oh, to be those lips, his tool for such pleasure. And pain.

"Need me how, love? Be specific." His tone becomes harsher as he reaches for your chin, to impress upon you that you will not get what you crave unless you beg for it.

You keen and moan under him, but he is steadfast, stroking himself while he gazes down at you with such longing, such fondness that even in the throes of your desire, your heart sings for him in harmony with his.

"Love, please-" you whine, your vehement desire to be one with him again overtaking your senses completely; it has been a thousand years, too many lifetimes, and he teases you like this?

"Please, what? I need you to tell me what you long for." He enunciates every syllable, the cadence of his unfamiliar accent falling like sweet summer rain around you, his silver tongue plaguing you with its sweet promises, if only you can find your words.

"Need you, need to be close to you, need you inside me, need-"

He interrupts you with his fingers at your entrance, forcing a sharp gasp from your lungs at the sudden intrusion.

"Is that better, my sweet? Is that everything you crave?" You'd give anything to kiss away the self-satisfied smirk that graces his lips, but he holds you down with one hand splayed on your torso as he begins to spread you open to his velvet touch.

You shudder as he lightly strokes your folds, delving in with a finger to make you gasp, working his way to two, then three, whilst grasping the flesh under his other hand almost painfully, grounding himself in your body.

If he could just open you up and slither into the space between your ribs, nestled beside your heart, to do nothing but listen to it beat for eternity, he is sure he would be content.

You arch your back into his touch, trying to work yourself onto his fingers, but he pulls away too quickly for you to find any relief.

"Ah, my love, that would be too easy, would it not?" A smile tugs at his lips, but Sauron fixes his expression into one more akin to concern, perhaps even pity.

"Tell me, love, tell me what you crave." He is drunk on the power he has over you, intoxicated by the goddess writhing under his fingertips, so eagerly in his thrall.

After a thousand years parted from you, it is taking so very much self-control to keep from ravaging you, but he wants to savour every moment, wants to hear it from your lips, your sweet surrender to his control.

"Need you inside me, need you, my love, it's been so long, please take me, I'm yours." His eyes blaze as you struggle through every word, as your breath hitches and your legs shake, his fingers unrelenting in his slow torture of your cunt.

"You are mine - and I am yours." His vow is made through ragged breath as he leans down to claim your lips hungrily, your wetness allowing him to rut his cock between your thighs, so tightly pressed together, that he sees stars.

Sauron kisses at your neck, sucking and biting, sure to leave dark bruises that will not be easily covered tomorrow. Claiming what is his, and his alone.

He pulls your hips to his, forcing your thighs apart, laying his cock on your mound. He is bigger now than he was all those eons ago; he is frankly fascinated as to how you will take him, but he knows you'll take it all for him.

You squirm under him, pushing your hips to his, desperate for him to take you, patience wearing thin for his teasing now.

As if he senses you are at the end of your tether, he smirks, adjusting himself to set the head of his cock at your entrance.

"Please... Mairon, please, I need you." You know what you're doing when you use his true name, know that he won't be able to stop himself from ravishing you, breaking any semblance of self-control.

With a groan, he presses his body impossibly close to yours, sliding inside you, forcing all the air from your lungs as you feel his girth fill you so sweetly, so completely. He draws your legs up to press himself deeper inside you, his hips rocking against yours, rougher and more erratic than he has ever been but satisfying every desire in your core.

Running your fingers up his strong forearms, feeling the muscles tense and flex with each thrust, you grind back into him, whimpering and pleading for more. More what, exactly? You're not sure, but you know you need everything he is willing to give you.

And he wants to give you the world.

Centuries apart, thinking of little else but each other, it is hardly any surprise that you are both ravenous in body and soul, your love and lust building to a towering inferno to spite the gods who would see you parted.

When he feels you tighten around him, he pulls back from devouring your mouth to stare agape at your blissful expression as you ride your high, awestruck that he has you in his arms again. It is that awe that pushes him over the edge again, pulsing inside you, clutching at every inch of bare skin he can reach, your torso pressed against his as he holds you both upright, murmuring sweet nothings in your ear as you quake against him.

Breathing heavily, lying entwined in the tiny infirmary cot, the two of you fall into quiet, intimate bliss. Holding each other close, you let the world fall away until it is just the two of you, the calm in the other's storm.

"I told you. Predictable." You chuckle, your laugh reverberating through his chest, sending tingles down his spine.

"Perhaps predictability is not such a bad thing. When it comes to you, at least." He continues to stroke your hair, giving you a tiny squeeze as if to make sure you were no illusion.

One thing that is predictable, even certain, is that he will be parted from you soon enough. It always happens, even after Morgoth’s defeat, and the notion is enough to send a chill down your spine.

He senses your discomfort, knows what you're thinking immediately without needing to probe your mind for once.

"I am here, beloved, let us enjoy what we have now, and worry for tomorrow when fate reveals itself." He hides his trepidation better than you do, but he pulls you closer all the same.

You look up at him, fingers tracing his chest softly, reaching for his free hand. He grants it to you, would grant you anything in the cosmos if you only asked it of him.

His palm at your lips, you breathe him in before looking back up at him, his dark green eyes alight with the love of ages. The words you whisper next shatter his heart, the edges of your souls knitting together more completely with every yearning wish woven into your plea.

"I beg you, Mairon, for the love of all that is good and pure in this world, please stay with me."

The way his eyes crease and his face lights up with the widest smile, it wrenches your heart, a pain so sweet and pure you would carry it for a thousand years more to keep him at your side.

"For the love of you then."

[velvetydream]

꒰ :🥀 [ Close to heaven ] ”♡ᵎ꒱ˀˀ ↷ ⋯

Summary : After a long day at work, you come home to your darling girlfriend who is ready to treat you just right.

Pairing : Service! Sub! Furina x Soft! Dom! Fem! Reader

Word count : 3735 Words

Genre : Explicit smut with a plot (Men and Minors DNI)

Warnings ➵ Spoilers for Furinas Quest

  Content ➵ Praise kink, Fingering, Mommy kink

Cunnilingus, Pussy drunk Furina

a/n : This woman makes me go feral fr-

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Groaning annoyed when the key misses the keyhole, fumbling around with it for a few seconds, your bag slowly sliding off your shoulder, heaving it up again. Luckily your dear girlfriend heard your misery at the door and opened it for you. Greeting her with a soft smile you enter, handing her your bag to take your shoes off, before embracing her in a tight hug.

"What a hard day today, Neuvilette made me run across the whole city, Clorinde decided to have training in the afternoon and hit me pretty hard once and then I had to encounter some rude civils and calm their fight down. Hope your day was better." Your chin was softly resting on Furina's shoulder, who was softly rubbing your back listening to your every word. "My day was great mon chérie, how about we eat and then take a bath? I think you deserve that!" Taking your hand in her softly, Furina starts to pull you into the kitchen, presenting the food she made. Pasta with some sauce. It made you giggle, the person that was once a great archon was merely able to cook some pasta and sauce. "Thank you dear, I appreciate you cooking." Pressing a kiss to her temple as she hands you a plate, noticing the immediate red hue on her face. "Haha! O-Of course, what a girlfriend I'd be if I don't cook for you when you work!" Sitting down opposite each other at the table now, Furina tells you all about her day.

How she was practicing her newest script for a new movie currently, asking you to help her recite this weekend when you were off work that day. Or how she went to get some groceries and ran across this cute lost dog and helped bring it back to its owners. You loved listening to Furina ramble on about her day, it was one of the few times she didn't try to act so confident, she seemed so much like herself right now.

"Oh, and I heard Mondstadt would soon be celebrating an event called Windblume Festival and I would love to travel there! Would you be able to accompany me?" Looking up with hopeful and sparkling eyes, how could you say no to her like this? "I suppose I can ask for a few days off when that time comes around." Watching her smile grow as she claps her hands, ranting about how amazing that trip will be and that she is so excited to finally see Mondstadt. Having been to Liyue just recently over the Laterne Rite Festival.

After finishing dinner, Furina asks you to quickly clean the plates while she prepares a bath for the both of you, rushing out of the kitchen and up the stairs to the master bedroom which was connected to the big bathroom. Smiling to yourself at her enthusiasm, you pick up the plates and start to clean them at the sink, drying them afterward and putting everything back in its place. Since Furina hasn't called yet, you put the food in containers and away to be able to eat it later. Just as you close the door, Furina calls you from the bedroom.

Making your way up the stairs now after turning off the light, Furina is waiting in your bedroom for you, taking your hand and pulling you into the bathroom. The big light was off, and only a small lamp was on, casting warm light through the room, accompanied by some candles. The bath was steaming slightly, bubbles were covering the whole water along with some red rose petals. Fluffy towels were lying beside the bathtub ready to be used after the relaxing bath.

"Oh mon belle, you didn't have to do all this!" Hugging Furina's small waist now, your chin softly rests on her shoulder as you watch her. Her face was adorned by a red hue yet again, you always had this effect on her. Every little thing you did had her stammering and red in the face, it was truly adorable to see. "O-Oh I just wanted to make you relax even more! You work so hard!" She was trying to play it off again right now like she always does, making you chuckle. "Of course, aren't you such a good girl for me?" Whispering in her ear, before softly pressing a kiss to her neck, making her whole body shudder.

"Well! Let's get into the bath before it gets cold!" Shrugging off your jacket now, before unbuttoning your shirt, eyes going over to Furina every now and then, watching her hesitatingly get out of her clothes. While you had seen her a few times naked already and also been intimate, she always felt shy at first all over again. "You can get into the bath first, I'll keep my back to you, don't worry." Turning your head to the front again now, you know she is smiling at you right now and silently saying thank you. After getting rid of the rest of your clothes, you can hear the water splashing slightly before Furina announces you can join her now.

Turning to her, she looks at you for a split second, before avoiding your eyes again, pulling her legs to her chest. Climbing in behind her softly, you lean forward slightly, looking at her. "May I hug you?" Glancing at you from the corner of her eyes, she nods and you don't waste time laying your arms around her waist and pulling her close to yourself, your chest now pressed against her back. "So what have you planned for tomorrow? It's my day off, we could spend it together." Trying to help her calm down again, you simply started talking about tomorrow and slowly she noticeably started to relax. "We could maybe go shopping and get cake? We haven't done that in a long time! And maybe we can watch a movie in the evening!" Furina was resting her head on your shoulder right now, her fingers softly playing with yours. It was a habit of hers she picked up quite at the start of your relationship, it helped her relax. "Sure, whatever you desire mon chérie." Pressing a soft kiss to her cheek, she softly giggles, it was so adorable how she always seemed to get butterflies in her stomach all over with you, but it wasn't different for you. Being with her was the best decision you ever had made, she was an angel, she helped you so much and showed how much she too loved you.

"I love you so much, you know that right? Thank you so much for this today." Nuzzling your face into the crook of her neck now, inhaling her scent. She always smelled a bit like the sea, yet something sweet accompanied that scent, probably from all the sweets she eats all day. "I love you too! I'm glad you enjoyed this, I tried my best to help you relax.." Furina always tended to feel rather insecure, you guessed it was bound to be like this after everything that had happened to her, so you always tried your best to reassure her. "You did amazing, being good for me like always~" Pressing a kiss to her neck where your face was resting, you could feel her shiver again, tensing up slightly.

"Is it okay if I touch you?" Whispering in her ear now, your hand softly caressing the back of her hand that was holding yours. She wanted to mention how you were touching her already, but one glance at your face showed her what exactly you meant. Nodding softly, she averted her head to the side, only to have it pushed back softly to look into your eyes. "You know I want you to use your words, darling." Your voice sounded soft, yet firm, Furina knew you were keen on her voicing her consent and wants to you. "You may touch me.. please touch me.." Looking into your eyes pleadingly now, waiting for you to make a move. Smiling at her pleased, your lips find hers in a soft kiss. For now, your hands are softly gliding over her sides, making her shudder from the soft almost ticklish touch. Her lips were moving against yours softly and a bit shy at first, but the longer the kiss went on, the more brave she became. Opening her mouth slightly as an invitation for you, which you did not hesitate to accept.

Your hands slowly glided over her body and inched further up, cupping her breasts softly, which caused Furina to let out a soft gasp against your lips. Giving her chest a soft squeeze for now, your lips start to trail over her chin, to her jaw, and down the side of her neck, before stopping at her shoulder. Furina was leaning her head against your shoulder yet again, her slightly lulled to the side to give you better access, her eyes blissfully closed and mouth slightly agape. Teasingly your fingers softly glide over her sensitive nipples, which were already rather firm. A soft whimper escaped her mouth, before she pressed her lips together tightly, which made you annoyed. Nipping at her shoulder now, your eyes were watching her. "Open that pretty mouth of yours again, you know I want to hear your every sound mon amour." Your right hand was holding her chin now, as two of your fingers softly parted her lips again, before pressing against her tongue. The other was still busy with her breast, opting for rubbing it softly in circles and teasingly tugging on it. Furina was by now panting, her eyes squeezed shut with every one of your touches. Your mouth finds the juncture of her neck again, softly nipping at the flesh, before sucking on it, till a red spot was showing, proud of your work, you plant a soft kiss against the spot to soothe the possible sting.

Furina was so gorgeous and she sometimes doesn't even realize it, how her head was lulled back against your shoulder right now, mouth agape with your two fingers in her mouth, he eyes shut but no doubt rolling to the back as you were teasing her right now. Her face is completely flush with a bright blush, this close you could even see the few freckles adorning her cheeks, barely able to notice from slightly further away.

"You're always such a good girl for me~ You like me praising you, don't you sweets?" Purring those words into her ears, while your fingers teasingly tugged on her nipple, the other fingers out of her mouth and resting on her cheek now so she could speak. "Y-Yes.. Always a g-good girl for you!" Her body was trembling from the pleasure she was receiving, yet not enough pleasure to be anywhere close to a release, she was desperate for more. "Look at you, so obedient like always~" Trailing kisses up her neck again, and your lips find hers, she's softly gasping and moaning into the kiss.

Your left hand was still busy teasing her nipple, which by now was firm, fingers switching to her right nipple now which was rather abandoned till now. Arm hugging her waist halfway, making you able to pull her flush against you. Meanwhile, your right hand was slowly wandering down her body, from her collarbone, over her waist, and down to her thighs, giving her right thigh a soft squeeze, making her moan into the kiss softly. Lips not once leaving hers.

Fingers inching closer to her heat now before you teasingly skip over her heat and softly let your fingers dance over her left thigh now under the surface of the water.

"P-Please touch me.. Please.." Furina's words came out stuttering from how desperate she was for your touch, but she knew that asking for you to touch her would always work. And so you did to her request. Fingers softly swiping through her slick once, which already made her throw her head back with a loud moan, arching her back slightly, but being pressed against you again quickly by your arm. Opting to kiss her neck and shoulder again, leaving some marks here and there, to hear her beautiful voice and the sounds she makes. The touch of your fingers was teasingly, barely swiping through her slit for now, wanting to make her even more desperate, so she can come undone in bliss. Now after you deemed you had teased her enough, your middled finger prodded at her entrance softly, before sliding in for now. Furina's moans were echoing off of the marble walls of the bathroom. The bubbles in the bath were slowly disappearing from how long you two had been in here, the water still warm enough to not be uncomfortable but a noticeable difference from when you two got in and most of the candles had burned down quite a lot, some even burned out.

Her head was resting on your shoulder, her mouth wide agape and panting heavily, Furina was always so reactive to your every touch. Your finger was slowly pumping in and out of her heat, making sure to give her enough time before adding your pointer finger inside of her too, her body shuddering in your embrace. "You're doing so good for me pretty girl, look at you taking my finger so well as if you were made for me~" Feeling her walls clamp down around your fingers, you couldn't help but smirk, Furina loved it when you praised her, it was something she showed in you daily life as well as in the bedroom.

Angling your fingers inside of her slightly upwards, her eyes go wide as her mouth hangs open, and loud moans escape her. Having found her sweet spot, you continue to softly hit that exact spot, while your other hand slowly travels down and finds her clit almost instantly. Pointer finger softly rubbing over the nub, before moving in slow circling motions. Furina was writhing against you, moaning over and over again, face flush. From the way her walls were clamping down on your fingers, you assumed she was close. "Come for me mon amour, I know you're close, be a good girl~" Those words were what brought her over the edge, her orgasm overcoming her body as she came on your fingers, her slick covering them as her back arches up while your fingers slow down to a soft pace to help her ride out her orgasm. Pulling your fingers from her, hands softly caressing her thighs and then her stomach and sides. Furina's breathing was hard, pants leaving her soft pink lips. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was still agape as her body slowly calmed down from her ecstasy.

"You did so well my dear, I'm so proud of you~" Kissing her cheeks softly, nuzzling your nose against her afterward. The bath finished quickly now, as the water was almost cold by now, you helped Furina wash up, before exiting the bath first, wrapping yourself in a towel, before helping your girlfriend put and wrapping her in another towel. Sitting her down on the edge of the tub, you quickly dry yourself before putting on a loose shirt and some panties, turning to Furina now and helping her dry herself. She was still a bit wobbly on her feet from her orgasm, so you helped her before dressing her in one of your shirts.

Picking her up now, after drying both of your hair and carrying her to your shared bedroom, placing her on your bed softly. "Do you need anything? A glass of water?" Furina nods at you, watching you leave the bedroom to get a glass of fresh water from the kitchen. An uncomfortable feeling was nagging at her, she wanted to help you relax and in the end, it was you who made her feel good and pleasured her. Of course, you noticed something was worrying her as you handed her the glass, sitting down beside her on your side of the bed now. "What's worrying you darling hm? You seem out of it now, did you not like it?" Shaking her head immediately now. "No, I loved it! You always make me feel amazing it's just.. I wanted to make you relax and now in the end it was you to pleasure me.." Her eyes were avoiding yours, sighing softly, you scoot over to her, taking her into your arms. She was worrying her pretty head over such things? Besides the night is still long. "Oh mon chérie, don't worry so much, I find pleasure in pleasing you, besides the night is still long, if you want to do something you still have a lot of time~" Her cheeks were blazing red again by the implications of your words. But you were right, even if you pleased her first, she could still please you and make you relax. Putting the glass she was holding to the side now, she turned her body in your embrace so she would be facing you.

"Can you please lay down?" You did notice how nervous she was to ask you, yet you followed her request and lay down, resting your back against the many pillows. Furina hesitated for a second, before climbing on top of you now, sitting herself down on your hip. "Can I take your shirt off?" It was so sweet how she also asked for everything, just like you always did. Nodding your head, you raise your upper body slightly to make it easier for her to pull the garment off and discard it to the floor. Eye gaze over your body for a second, before she leans down, her fingers softly tracing over your mounds, before finding purchase on your nipples. Her mouth engulfs your nipple softly, sucking on it a bit and running her tongue over it, meanwhile, her eyes were watching your expressions the whole time. Proud of how your cheeks were painted in a soft rose hue already, eyes half-lidded and mouth softly panting. Furina continued her teasing for a while, switching to take the other nipple in her mouth now while letting her fingers play with the other one. They were firm by now and your panties must've been soaking by now too.

A soft kiss was planted on your lips, before Furina softly kissed her way down your body, over the stomach before lifting your leg a bit to kiss your inner thigh, all the while her eyes were on you watching. She knew her own cheeks were probably much redder than yours, but that didn't bother her. Your own hands softly find the end of her shirt and softly tug on it, making the woman pull it over her head. Your eyes ravage over her body, being able to look at her from the front now, hands softly holding her waist now. "My gorgeous doll~" Looking at you flustered for a second, she quickly regained her composure and hooked her fingers in the waistband of your panties. Eyes looking for your approval and with a nod from you, she pulls them down your legs and throws them off of the bed.

Furina's eyes glide over your heat for a second, before letting her finger run through your slick for a second. Putting the finger in her mouth, while keeping eye contact with you, which made you smirk. One thing she knew how to do, was how to rile you up.

Laying herself down between your thighs now, her head softly resting against your thigh now, leaving a few light red marks, while her finger softly starts gliding through your slick, pushing her middle finger in now and then, before pulling out again to make them circle your clit again. This was going on for a while. Eyes closed, as your hands were bunching the blanket in your fists and your breathing was hard by now. Opening your eyes again when you felt her breath on your heat, seeing Furina's face a mere inch away from where you needed her. Locking eyes with her, her tongue darts out and gives your heat a teasing lick, which already makes you throw your head back with a moan. Your hand softly finds purchase in her white and blue locks, as your other fingers find her own, softly linking your fingers with her own.

Her tongue licks another stripe up your heat, her face flush from the act right now. Her arm that was not holding your hand, was around your right tight, holding you in place. Tongue starting to lick at a slow speed now, sometimes grazing your throbbing clit, moans were escaping your lips every now and then. Back arching of the bed sometimes when she hits a particularly good spot. Her tongue was slightly teasing your entrance, before entering slightly, moving the tip against your walls softly before pulling out again and licking up to your clip. Her lips engulfed your clit entirely, switching between sucking and licking. Your moans were echoing off of the walls, squeezing her hand softly as you were nearing your orgasm. "I'm close darling, keep the good work up, make mommy come~" Furina was watching you, as her pace on your clit fastens, your back arching off of the bed as you come undone on her tongue, her eyes heart-shaped as she watches you proudly. Licking up the mess she made, before leaning up to you and planting a soft kiss on your lips.

"You did so well baby, so good for me~" Caressing her cheek softly, as she nuzzles into the palm of your hand. "Let's get cleaned and then cuddle." And so you two did, you quickly cleaned yourself, while Furina switched the sheets before cleaning her fave quickly.

Laying down on your side, only panties back on, Furina lays down with her head on your chest now, content and happy with how this evening went. "Hope I wasn't too rough with my marks, they're pretty dark." Furina just shakes her head, assuring you that they don't hurt, before letting out a yawn, her eyes slowly falling shut. Giving her one last kiss, before turning the lights off and cuddling up to your girlfriend. She was an angel and you could not wish for someone else truly.

[taesancore]

Hi, any thoughts on Dom!Taesan? Cause it's literally killing me rn

Can I be 🐹 anon? For now, please

omg hiii! of course you can, you’re my first anon dyk🥹

mdni ‼️, this is filled with absolute FILTH so i’m warning yall, @jaeyunluvr hope you enjoy this babe🫡

now this man. he has two sides to him: he can be a soft!dom boyfriend who loves to fuck you slowly while watching you moan his name in your sweet voice, or an absolute little shit of a mean!dom who would tease tf out of you and would not hesitate to put you in your place.

“feel so good baby, you’re taking me so well..”

“fuuuuck you feel so good…that’s it baby”

he’s usually quite shy in the relationship but in the sheets…he’s a total freak fr. when you guys had sex for the first time he was the sweetest dom to exist, whispering sweet words into your ears while he fucked you in missionary. but the next time when he got jealous during a dinner with his friends…he did not hold back, fucking you from the back while having you bent over the sink of the tiny washroom until he had you screaming his name and his name only. he’s totally the type to get jealous and possessive, and would never forget to remind you of that you belonged to him, that this pussy belonged him as he would ram his hips into yours in an effortless pace, reducing you to a moaning and sobbing mess as you begged him to stop but at the same time you’d want more.

“enjoyed yourself out there didn’t you? acting like a whore in front of leehan thinking i’d not see it?”

“who does this pussy belong to? use your words baby”

“y-you, it’s yours—fuck dongmin!”

“look at you screaming so loud, i’m sure everyone can hear how much of a slut you are, who’s slut are you hmm?”

“dongmin…oh—shit dongmin please!”

meanwhile soft!dom taesan would love to whisper sweet things into your ear while thrusting slowly but deeply into you. he’d be the type to be so enamoured when you moan out his name and would be big time into body worshipping, never missing out a chance to praise you or leave any part of you untouched. if you come back home after a tiring or a bad day, he’d make you forget everything, including how to form coherent sentences by eating you out for hours together. he’s totally the type of person who would get himself off while he pleasures you, so he’d slightly lean towards service!top dom too.

“fuck you taste divine baby”

“you want more? hmm?”

“so pretty…can’t believe you’re all mine”

“you’re so hot…coming all over my tongue like that”

but he can switch up to a rough!dom so easily, especially when he sees you being shy. nothing turns him on more than his girl getting shy all because of his nasty words. he’d be big into dirty talking too, throwing out filthy words as he rams into your pussy. he’d love making his good girl feel good, he’d sometimes overstimulate you until you’re too drunk on his cock to speak out anything except for moaning.

he’s had a bad or rough day? be prepared to have your guts rearranged multiple times that night as he’d let his pent up stress out by fucking you senseless. his favourite thing after a long day was having you ride him as he’d fuck you from beneath, he loved having access to your bouncing tits and would harden inside you even after multiple rounds at the mere sight of your cunt meeting his cock with cum seeping out of your hole.

“you want me to fuck you? no need to get shy baby”

“shit you’re so wet, such a needy little thing aren’t you?”

“does that feel good? i’ll need you to use words baby“

“fuck—one more baby, i know you can take it-“

taesan would be the type to love trying out new things in the bedroom, ranging from different positions to pet names to sex toys. he’d take you to a shop with the latest sex toys and would end up buying most of them for you instead. this is where his mean!dom side comes out, did i mention that he’s the biggest tease to ever exist? he enjoyed torturing you in public by making you wear vibrating panties with promises of rewarding you back at home, but if you come before reaching home? he’d punish you by denying your orgasms while taunting you with his soft voice (emphasis on his soft voice!!! that sly teasing tone he uses so often) and that little smirk.

“told you not to come didn’t i? how pathetic”

“no. you aren’t gonna come until i tell you to?”

“dongmin please…”

“should’ve thought about it before coming like a whore earlier”

he’d be big into bondage and blindfolding too, expect to be edged big time while blindfolded by taesan as he’d spend forever toying with your clit with his fingers, or playing with your nipples and sucking on them while being tied up.

“patience baby…”

“dongmin just touch me already!”

“talking back are we? you’re gonna regret that..”

“no…no dongmin please—please!”

yeah he loved seeing you beg more than anything.

mean!dom taesan would fuck the daylights out of you if you’ve been a brat. you loved this side of taesan, often ending up purposely teasing him and riling him up in public or flirting with his friends. he wouldn’t waste a second once you get home, won’t even wait until you two have reached the room as he’d shove his cock in your throat. he’d throw out the most nastiest most meanest words with his sadistic little smile while teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock. he’d also 100% spit in your mouth when he’d fuck you in mating press.

“did this on purpose didn’t you? could’ve just said you wanted my cock in your mouth”

“swallow every single drop like the whore you are”

“such a desperate little slut, you want this cock don’t you? beg for it”.

“look at you all soaked, was this because of jaehyun? it was it sungho this time?”

“open your mouth. such a needy whore aren’t you?”

yeah. he’s a certified freak fr.

a/n: don’t ask me the colour of anything.

[midnightwriter21]

demon slayer hcs: tanjiro as a boyfriend

characters: fem!reader x tanjiro

warnings: language, nsfw themes (no real smut)

AN: tanjiro is aged up!! we don’t date children in this house sry.

TANJIRO

um best bf ever

he’s an angel sent from heaven

cuddle bug fr

you are NOT getting out of bed before he’s ready

you gotta pee??

u gotta beg him to let u get up

like? uh my guy we’re finna be cuddling in a puddle if u don’t remove ur arm and let me SPRINT to the bathroom asap

mans just wants to hold you a little while longer

introduces you to inosuke and zenitsu ofc

wants you to get along with his friends SO bad

but

he knows they can be a lil overwhelming

so he will attempt

i said attempt

to make them behave themselves

they will not behave themselves

inosuke is tryna throw hands

zenitsu is alrdy asking for ur hand in marriage

and oh?

tanjiro baby is ur eye twitching?

and u got a vein popping outta ur forehead honey are u okay?

dude doesn’t get mad often

and he’s not mad at u

but zenitsu better back off rn

cause tanjiro

well he’s gonna make sure zenitsu gets it through his head that you are NOT marrying him

not violently!!

well he might stick inosuke on him

“inosuke! zenitsu said he’s stronger than you!”

que the one sided smackdown

anyways

he introduces you to nezuko wayyyyy later

she’s his baby sister who also happens to be a demon

which is pretty startling if u ask me

like “this is my baby sister nezuko!”

“she’s a demon with crazy blood fire powers! :)”

very important to him that y’all get along

which you do

cause how could u not

nezuko is the sweetest thing

god the kamado family could rot ur teeth

NICKNAMESSSSS:

there’s a million of them

my love, darling, sweetheart, honey, flower, bUNNY

ik that the bunny nickname is so over used but something abt it gets me GOINGGG

rarely calls u by ur real name unless something serious is happening

always a pet name

dude knows how to handle u and ur emotions

that sniffer he has

yeah

ur happy? sad? angry?

he smells it

personally i think that jealousy coming from u is his favorite scent

it’s got it’s own distinct smell but it’s mixed with a little bit of anger too

when he first smelled it he couldn’t figure out wtf u were feeling

but when he finally put it together

turned bright red

like “she cares about me THAT much”

“to where she gets angry?”

surprised that u get jealous over him for some reason

which is wierd asf cause if tanjiro was my bf? i’m never letting him outta my SIGHT

hands will be thrown w any bitch that tries to speak to him

anywayyyyyssss

into the NASTY DIRTY

remember he’s aged up!!

the softest service dom that has ever dommed

he’s the guy that gets pleasure from giving u pleasure

and when i mean giving u pleasure

i mean ur gonna be in tears by the end of it

it’s too much for you?

“oh honey i know you can take it”

“sweet girl you can give me one more i know you can”

one more is not one more

one more is as many as tanjiro wants.

overstimulation is the tanji’s fav

and back to that nose of his

LMFAO there is no hiding it when ur in the mood

mans can smell it from a mile away

but don’t worry he’s gonna take care of u ;)

aftercare omg

he’s so sweet

running u a BUBBLE BATH

lighting candles

massages

watch out cause those massages can get u back in the same situation that put u here in the first place

uh oh here comes the cuddle monster once again

ugh i want a tanjiro so bad

[lunicho]

The teamies dom/sub/switch

okay so here's what i think each of the boys are!! we had a little discussion about what other ppl think but i didn't say like what i 100% think so here it is!

kei: i used to think he was just a dom but idk,, recently i've been seeing the switch kei Vision if u will. i feel like he leans more dominant but definitely has the ability and sometimes the desire to be a bit more submissive. when he is submissive i do feel like he's very very playful and a bit mischievous <33 soo cute to think abt!!

fuma: switch... hear me out. he also leans dominant, a bit more than kei just because of his desire to care for you and please you but!! he very much enjoys being able to sit back and have you pleasure him. he loves when you take control of his body in a sense and play with his senses and test his limits like he just enjoys the journey with you and loves all the different things that you're able to do to one another.

nicho: me saying switch everytime.. BUT HEAR ME OUT 😭😭😭 nicholas is The Switch™ of &team,, like he's so versatile and i feel like his sexual preferences and abilities range far and wide. he's not opposed to much and just wants to cum in the end like he's vibing like genuinely so he's cool with whatever. sometimes he's super dominant and sometimes super submissive and sometimes there's no roles at all, like he's so ideal <3

juju: pains me to say but.. switch 😞 as much as i wanna call him a sub and deny the idea of dom juju i simply have to admit that it's there. i don't ever think abt him as a dom and also don't read abt him as a dom but i know it's there, my brain just hasn't processed it yet 😭 but he is indeed a switch,, or a service dom even like i could see that as well

yuma: see his is hard bc someone called him a switch and now im considering but i haven't thought of him in any way other than a mean dom,,, but like i can't deny the idea of switch yuma yk?? so im gonna say he's a dom leaning switch just because of how much developing my brain is lacking when it comes to thoughts of him but imma think abt it fr

jo: 🙈🙈 service dom/switch 🙈🙈 (are y'all shocked) he's the type to go along with whatever you say and to kinda love when you give him guidance at all times. i feel like he's fully capable of being a dom but he just loves to be able to flip flop with you and to also be able to be your good boy sometimes when he feels like it. i do think he'll sometimes wanna fully take control but not always, he just likes to keep things changing up fr

harua: sub (im sorry) i can't see him any other way and i keep trying but 😞 like i see the other visions, i see the switch harua agenda but he will always be a sub to me. a pretty little sub like he's soo baby boy to me and i really can't change that 😭

taki: switch leaning sub. he's so puppy, i feel like he switches things up so much just due to how spontaneous he is on a regular basis but more often than not he's in a very submissive mindset. he loves to not have to think or comprehend or do much so he loves when you're there to take care of him and handle him however you please 😫

[ryxmix]

HUI SHI SFW AND/OR NSFW HCS PLS IM STARVING I LOVE DRAGON CHARACTERS (I love Dan Heng especially his IL form it isn’t surprising for me 😭)

HUI SHI ; WHAT IS IT LIKE ?

pairings ; hui shi x gn!reader

warnings ; vvv soft fluff and smexy times (khehehe), nsfw and sfw headcanons, he's very soft, y'all aren't married yet but might as well be fr, double ds...

a/n ; HUI SHI WAS MY FIRST MANNNN, unfortunately bugbear has my heart BUT MY BEAUTIFUL DRAGON (maybe that's where the dan heng obsession came from...)

oh the prettiest boy, the bestest sweetest troublemaker in the world. the softest most ethereal man and yet your still probably RUNNING FROM PEOPLE EVERY DAMN TIME YOU MEET HIM IN THE HALLWAYS.

it's always the pretty ones fr...

pushing that aside...he's the MOST polite sweetest pretty boy around everyone but you KNOW he's shit talking people behind their back with you every. single. time.

he's not only a BOYFRIEND. he's a best friend. he's girlypop fr but only for his sweetest bestest s/o ever because he's amazing.

people probably won't have any idea you're together unless they really observe. you're his FIRST close friend, and that's fine that's cool, but people still think you're JUST friends...

until they notice the way he looks at you. completely focused, not interrupting not arguing, smiling. not arguing?? hui shi?? no QUESTIONS?? they don't need to see the constant hand holding and the clothes exchanging and messy clothes when you enter shared classes (oo lala, hon hon hon *french*) to know that you're dating or AT LEAST that he's enamoured with you.

our man is an over-thinker, so all though he's very open around you, he's very hesitant at first in the relationship. doesn't know when to touch, what to say, how to really show that he really really likes you.

you'll have to take initiative at first, be very verbal and very slow with the heading into the romantic affection, but when you get to the comfortable point HE WILL SMOTHER YOU WITH LOVE.

not a big fan of pda, but he's very content on giving you love at home. because of the excess of cutesy dates he takes you on, people are quick to assume that he's more of an acts of service person than physical touch, BUT HE'S THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS 💪💪💪

he gets into trouble with certain people because he's a little bit of an interrogator, so he'll come into your dorm room with the most beautiful smile on his face, flowers in hand, pressing chaste kisses to your lips and go, "Please hide me, my dearly beloved."

Get your mans fr.

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

bro has the ddd (double dragon dicks)

YOU THINK I WAS GOING TO WRITE ABOUT A DRAGON MAN AND NOT GIVE HIM THE DOUBLE DS?? nah you don't know me fr

I wouldn't say he's like big big, more on the above-average size. Like maybe 5.5 inches when not hard and 6 when it is?? That is MORE than enough so you are set.

I'd say the second one is a lil bigger than by like .2 .3, barely noticeable but it's there.

does not DARE put both in ever, one already has him panting and two is just going to hurt 😔

he will go feral and let out the cutest softest whines ever if you help him out with d no. 2

very much a soft service dom!!! you are priority no. 1!!

i'd say he might have a blind fold kink. because of the vibes.

he makes love and makes love ALONE

also don't think he has the biggest libido nor is ready to go the pound town every day. more of a healthy amount, like maybe once or twice a week, less during exam times.

he will always make sure to ask whether you're still doing well during sex, always stopping to press kisses to your neck

his horns are a lil sensitive, so kiss them or brush your fingers against them is fine, but he is NOT comfortable with holding them tight for support. once or twice is okay!!

he is a hand holder do i need to explain?

very teasing but in the sweetest way, will make the both of you laugh during prep and aftercare because he's the man!!!

aftercare is just talking nice relaxing showers and then taking a nap. it's the best thing ever (bubble baths)

idk what to say man he's just...the sweetest.

(i am not the biggest hui shi girlie so i'm sorry if it wasn't up to your taste!!! now bring siri + eleni, luca, OR MY BBG BESTEST BOY EVIL PSYCHOPATH BOOGEYMAN BUGBEAR and I think I'll be able to them better)

©ryxmix

[dirtyalpha-rat]

RAT (THEY/THEM)

25 years old, Capricorn, neurodivergent

Verse and switch in theory.. stone top in practice. Preference for doming— rediscovering my sub side!

Most of the posts I reblog, I’m day dreaming of being the dom &/or top. If that’s not the case, it’s normally marked 𓆏

Loving Mate and owner to my very bratty dog ( @omegapuppyslxt ) and proud protector of my obedient little bunny!

Non-binary, trans masc, Butch. Mostly t4t, poly, Violently pansexual.

DNI: MINORS! And no rape threats.

Please for the love of gods be LGBTQIA. If you’re not that’s cool but I am queer and this blog is about queer sex. I post about all genders, so feel free to come vibe.

Mutuals, Followers, and blog visitors are always welcome to stop by asks and say Hi! Looking to make kink friends, happy to flirt. Not looking for new partners, or serious play.

DM’s open for mutuals and approved asks only! Mutuals.. come get a lil kiss!

more info under the cut for the curious.

You may call me…

Rat, Sol, Sir, Alpha or Mutt if you’re looking for some trouble.

Open to others, just please refrain from using terms that lay claim (mine, my, etc.)

Terms I enjoy being described with: Cock, hole, (t)dick, cunt, chest. Strap!

Terms I’m not comfortable being described with: Tits, breast (we love that chest dysphoria!)

Things I adore…

(incomplete always expanding)

- Impact play (hitting, spanking, punching, slapping)

- Biting, marking, bruising, hickies!!

- Primal play, Chase, rough housing

- pet play!

- Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics, knotting

- Roleplay (knight, goddess, cowboy, horror older then time, etc. I hold multitudes)

- complete power exchange, devotion, 24/7 dynamics

- Leather

- Humiliation, Degration, Praise, Embarrassment

- Bondage, rope work

- Corruption, soft somo, soft cnc, Intox (weed)

- Punishment, Rules, Chasity

- Care, pleasure, and leaving a scene feeling good

- And much more

Common headspaces

Sir (He/They)

Strict. Hard on rules, ready to train. Will devour you. Has already thought about how. Happy to get my leather gloves out to hit you, and even happier to have you clipped to my carabiner. Don’t forget to clean my boots down there, while you’re at it.

Alpha (They/Them)

Primal, Alpha/Beta/Omega-verse, smells like rain, woodsmoke, deep vanilla, and weed (probably). Soft dom. I am currently nesting with my Omega, Kander.

Knight (They/He)

A bounce between devoted, selfless knight who lives to protect their prince no matter the cost, and knight who will happily help a royal to mind their manners. I devote my love, and my life to my prince. I am loyal not to the crown, but to him. Always him.

Sol (They/Them)

Soft dom, or service top. Not mutually exclusive. Lay on my chest and let me pet your hair. Let me press against you, let me feel every inch of you. Realize you are safe in hands that know and love you, and that if you ask nicely enough you’ll get exactly what you want. You can bully me, perhaps put up a fight— maybe I’ll fold or maybe I’ll remind you why you love being mine.

I’m a writer, and I love role play so there’s probably about 5000 others. Inquire for more if you’re interested!

Boundaries 

- No DDLG/Age play, No scat, No hard cnc or rape fantasies in my asks and dm’s. We all have lines and we all have trauma. It’s fine for you, it is not welcome here.

- I will block ageless blogs. I’m being so fr ya’ll keep poking and I’m not playing!

- I love to be violent! Please do not be violent with me out of nowhere (get my consent first.)

- Do not force feminize me! I present masculine in my daily life and I’m still figuring out my relationship with my femininity. Don’t complicate it.

- MAPS, Pedos, terfs, antisemitics, actual real life fr misogynists, racists, minors, DNI!

If you made it this far I applaud you. Send me an ask and I will reward your thoroughness!

[franciskirkland-deleted]

I am with you on the bottom france pool. I see him as a dominant bottom though so people will see him as a top and he tops a lot but it's always from the bottom. We need more love for dominant tops who bottom. Real thing tho. Arthur loves that. Alasdair will just lay back and enjoy and our man Spain will want to treat France right but ends up admiring that ass bouncing up on his churro

im verrry drunk right now (like, kitchen karaoke drunk) so excuse my lack of articulation but u caught me in a good mood so imma answer this and probably ramble sorry

you get it. fran is the power bottom of all time i could not agree more. he usually initiates. he loves topping from the bottom. eager lil cowgirl. he loves riding and draining the absolute life force out of his men. tho its not exclusive, if i were to label him i'd say switch bottom. switch as in can sub or dom, not verse as in position bc u know hes always taking that dick. always always always. nails emoji.

i do think he likes being pampered and playing pillow princess at times. laying back and getting bred or pounded mercilessly from behind. hes into that too. nd not that this is relevant but i think he's only 'dominant' sexually. in terms of like. general partnership dynamics?? fran is definitely more submissivve. the lady of the house. arthur is daddy breadwinner etc. he makes the rules fran sits home looking pretty. sorry to be heteronormative but thats how i am about them. shrugs. husband an d wife.

i think arthur would (to use an overused fanfiction term, lol) vy for dominance but he does love how eager fran is and ends up laying back and letting hiss pretty wife ride him to his heart;s desire. watching her earn her reward!!! go off qwueen. but YEAH alasdair is a brilliant sub/service top you are so right. he would literally do anything fran asked him to. thats just scotfra.

spain and france togethr are so complex i cant even get into it now but yeah toni is so... passionate hes rly the only one who can match fran;s level when it comes to that. tbh i think they switch but yeah. fran riding toni is... chefs kiss. toni gets to lay back and be lazy he loves that shit fr. ok im becoming unable to string words together properly and nobody asked for this post to be this long.

anyway god bless you anon i hope you win the lottery <3 besos besos

[crguang]

yeah, the x kafka fic has been so dry 💔. mostly cause there's been no new content regarding her in any of the patches and also cause so many new characters dropped. then again, i mostly consume your fics.

for me, biggest pet peeve is when they write her off as maybe too emotional or maybe too cold. like there'e never a balance. sometimes it never feels like im reading about her and just some oc😭😭

but i feel like her mischaracterization is not as bad as like acheron 💔💔 like why are just quiet girls written of as dominant and shit, she screams service top 2 me.... she would not call you mean names, she's the biggest gentlewoman out there ☹️ i think a lot of the women get a mischaracterized a lot, like acheron, ruan mei, jingliu.

the lack of new kafka fics out there definitely explains the reception to my fics bc yall are hungryyy😭 lack of content will never affect me thats my baby forever and ive been fixated on a game that’s had no new content since it came out in 2021, half a year without kafka wont make me uninterested in her character, trust… i dont often see her being too cold in fics i think its because ppl mainly want comfort so they tend to go for sappy stuff which is so real but kafka isn’t the most emotional character out there lol. what does too cold even look like omg she’d be so scary.

don’t get me started on acheron mischaracterization man. i really dont understand why people think she’s cold and mean or stupid when shes such a puppy. she’s a sweetheart with strong ideals and she holds insight most people dont have because of her connection to the nihility like she’s far from being an idiot but #these fakes acheswan fans will act like she’s the dumbass between the two and ouhhhh it irks me. so what if she has no sense of direction like😭 they’ll make acheron such a dom top which is fine cause i believe she can be but i dont see her being overtly dominant either, i can see her as a service top as well. she’s a sweetheart 😭 shes just quiet and keeps to herself. she canonically buys a bunch of gifts for the express just because she thought of them, wants to share the foods she likes with the tb, is obviously very empathetic and respectful… i dont get where the mischaracterization comes from fr.

jingliu gets mischaracterized as a mean bitch when that woman is alone 24/7 meditating under the moon be serious. she’s quiet but so obviously playful and loves to teach (which we can see in yanqing’s companion mission) like sorry she has to deal with her demons constantly and is slowly losing her mind to blood thirst and insanity so shes a little blunt and thinks there are better uses for her time than pleasantries. god forbid a woman doesn’t smile all the time and is focused on her quest for vengeance (RIGHTFULLY SO! FUCK YOU YAOSHI.)

im not a ruan mei stan so i wouldnt know but im not surprised because shes one of those “quiet, one track mind, disinterested in anything that isn’t [field of interest], disconnected from emotions” people so�� on paper she really should be a favourite of mine but i just cant get into her so far idk

[twistedlovelines]

Me: yeah I like to bully the men I date

My 'bullying': teasing remarks when we're out of earshot, spoiling them, showering them with kisses and worst of all, being the big spoon

When you wanna be a mean Dom but just end up being a soft/service Dom 😞💔

-🔱

MEEEEEE. i don't have the willpower to truly be mean to them its so stupid 😭😭 the most ill do is snap their waistband while we're out in public but id spoil those boys fr 😭 i might be demanding and bratty when it comes to certain ppl, but thats not quite the same

im meaner to the pre-relationship lol, if im dating the twst boys its game over

[fer4ldyke]

emilia. thirty-two. lesbian cis woman. she/they pronouns. !! this is a sapphic usfw / nsft blog. minors and cis men dni !!

hi, hello. welcome to my horny blog! my name is emilia ( em, emi, mills + anything nice you want to call me ) and i’m a service top in her desperate bottom era fsr??? who can switch a lot depending on the mood but mainly i’m really really into giving pleasure. i’m also a huge tease, god, i love teasing and make the other person a whimpering mess. i made this account because im ??? horny all the time ??? i’m a very hypersexual person and i need a place where i can pour my thoughts and needs without shame, so i hope this is the one. this is and will always be a safe space for trans people, bisexuals girlies and enbies, butches, femmes and everything in between. def not a place for cis men, but very friendly toward trans men although my interest stops there.

basics: should go without saying really but minors, terfs, swerfs, biggots in general, and pro isnotrael people dni. if you’re between 18 and 21 i have no issues as long as it remains platonic ( i can be your dyke godmother kitten don’t worry ). if i follow you but you feel uncomfortable with my age feel free to soft or hard block me no hard feelings there i completely understand. don’t be weird, don’t be disrespectful, but please, please be all the filthy you want. i can’t think about anything else but if i do i’ll add it here. bye.

icon image by jeniferprince . more under the cut.

LIKES AND KINKS.

general: respect and communication above all. good girls, rough doms, lingerie, toys, power bottoms, mean femmes, sexting, teasing, pleading, hair pulling, name calling, roleplay, bdsm. specifics:

using my mouth/my mouth being used. im so so into eating someone out or suck them dry fr i get so wet just thinking about it. i love to get my face ridden, too.

praise. i have uhh issues and i love being told im doing a good job or how good i feel. i’ve never been called a good girl or a good boy but fuck if i don’t want to. this applies while in a top or a bottom role i don’t care i just wanna be good for you.

edging. mostly i like to be edged. i have a hard time controlling my orgasms sometimes i cum really hard and really fast, i’d love someone who could tame me. however, edging someone and having control over their orgasms make me wild so … ungjjkl yes.

riding. god i love being ridden because my clit reacts wonderfully every time. i love having to hold back while i watch my rider move and bounce and moan. but i also like to ride, i get so fucking desperate i’ll definitely bruise you. just .. let’s ride each other, babe, please.

spanking. i have a heavy hand and i love having a whimpering mess across my lap. i love kneading a full ass, getting it red and tender and taking care of it gently afterward. come here, baby, let me spank you.

rough touch. i like to grab and bruise and being grabbed and bruised. i have firm hands and prominent curves, im not afraid to use them.

cocks. god, i get so wet thinking about them. i need to be dicked down so bad.

domming. i just thoroughly enjoy manhandling people, giving them orders, and having an overall obedient, pliant, sensitive little thing all for myself.

experimenting. trying new things, being shown new things … i’m very open to them as long as they’re not on my hard limits list, so … try me, babe.

already too horny to think of anything else rn but id most definitely be adding to this so keep an eye out ig!!!

TENTATIVES …

no. being called mommy. i can be daddy, but def not mommy. although this can change with time or depending on the mood, that’s why it is on this list.

yes. poly. i’ve never tried it before but i want to. i’d love being a couple’s toy, an inspiring third, an spectator … make your offer and let’s see ;) . THIS ONLY APPLIES TO WLW AND WLNB COUPLES.

yes. submitting. never done this before either but there are days ( and seasons lbr ) when i’m feeling really bottom-y and i’d love to try being submitted, manhandled, and fucked into next year by a good, feral domme.

yes. cnc/dub-con. i have a very healthy, experienced approach to this, especially with victims of abuse who use it to heal and/or decompress, but i like communication to be at its top so it is safe for both ( or more ) parts.

HARD LIMITS.

scat/piss kinks or anything body waste related.

anal. giving or receiving, just a hard no.

minors, ageplay, dd/lg.

furries, animal related kinks in general, zoophilia and the like.

[sourpeachsayshi]

Wait i was censoring myself in my last ask but you just as freaky as me fr Mei Mei would be into so taboo mommy roleplay and wouldn’t even be slightly ashamed of it, if she did originally pay for your services would manipulate you into a relationship 1. To save money and 2. She doesn’t want to share

If you weren’t a sorcerer she would scare you about curses and say she’s the only one that could protect you and if you were a sorcerer she’d somehow convince you to quit and just stay at home and be pretty for her.

Would be very picky with your appearance, would have a whole new wardrobe picked out for you, if she had time would pick your outfits, tell you how to wear your hair, have a private personal trainer and nutritionalist for you, takes your measurements every month saids it’s for clothes but we all know

On a positive note she’d be very caring and would spoil you a lot, her apologies would come in the form of gifts

Would be into orgasm denial and overstimulation, think leaving your blindfolded and bondaged with a vibrator while she goes on a mission if you annoyed her

Ui Ui would still be ur biggest hater

Save me toxic Mei Mei….. save me

(cackling over ui ui being a hater)

MEI MEI IS THE MOMMY DOM OF MY DREAMS. Listen, I love this SO much. and thank you for diving in deeper to your initial message. and she would absolutely be this controlling: all the details from how you dress down top the finer details of how she prefers you keep your 😺 maintained. Mei would have so much control over this relationship, but that woman would spoil you absolutely rotten. you are her baby girl, after all, and she will treat you as such.

& regarding your last message as well, she would totally put a collar on you. and would definitely lend you out to others if it means she can make extra cash BUT I think she would have still be involved: either she watches or participates because there is no way her baby girl would be outta her sight <3