#they're naughty but not smutty

[mypoisonedvine]

100 random dialogue prompts

truly random, there's a mix of angsty and smutty and fluffy in here. as a result it's nsfw and 18+ :)

"who did this to you?"

"where are you going dressed like that?"

"this isn't enough anymore. I need more of you-- all of you."

"I'm not angry, I just get tired of watching you get hurt."

"don't say stuff like that, it gets me all... confused."

"just lie to me, okay? just this once."

"I never said I didn't feel the same way."

"you should go... before someone sees."

"I hate how you make it impossible to hate you."

"too good for you? don't be ridiculous-- they don't deserve you."

"fuck, do that again... please."

"you promise you're going to behave this time?"

"oh please, you knew what you were doing... you wanted to drive me crazy."

"no, it's not over. it's never over."

"so you're saying even if we were the last people on Earth--?" "nope."

"sooo... is everything supposed to just go back to normal after that?"

"you can't ignore me. not anymore."

"it's not what it looks like!" "is that a picture of me?!"

"you really didn't notice that I was falling in love with you?"

"is this really the last time?"

"I'm sorry, I swear I tried, but I just can't get over you."

"do you really think that toy can replace me?"

"don't tell me how to feel."

"forgive me, but I'm not feeling very patient right now."

"you could do so much better than me."

"what would they think if they saw you right now?"

"I didn't know you could be so obedient."

"you can take it."

"you were never my fallback-- I always wanted you."

"yeah, I want to, but... wouldn't it be weird?"

"don't act like you never thought about it before."

"I wish they could all know about us."

"you're the best mistake I ever made."

"no, I don't hate you... I'm angry, but I don't think I could ever really hate you."

"let's just stop now before anybody's feelings get hurt."

"don't get my hopes up if you're just gonna leave like everyone else."

"I can't let it end like this."

"if you do what you're told, you'll get a reward."

"what's gotten into you? you're being so... naughty."

"I think we're on a first name basis by now."

"don't do that... don't act like you don't feel this too."

"it was never just sex."

"I wish I'd met you sooner."

"you can tell me anything."

"why do we have to get out of bed again?"

"I think this is my favorite way to wake up."

"I was already yours."

"there's no way that was just a one-night thing."

"if you can look me in the eye and tell me you want me to go, I'll go."

"has anybody else ever made you feel like this?"

"it feels like we were made for each other."

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry, and I miss you."

"I have an idea to make them jealous."

"just one more kiss?"

"do you really expect me to believe this is what you want?"

"if you say you're happy with them, I'll believe you. or at least I'll try to."

"I can think of a more fun way you can thank me."

"no, I'm in charge tonight, remember?"

"if you keep doing that, this might end a little too soon."

"hey, you lost the bet, fair and square."

"stop imagining it!" "I'm sorry, but I can't get it out of my head!"

"it's too bad we never did. we would've been great together."

"I never thought I'd hear you talk like that."

"oh, fuck me--" "okay." "what? it's just a figure of speech..."

"were you joking? I wasn't joking."

"admit it: you had a crush on me!"

"I just need you to hold me right now."

"friends can cuddle, right?"

"I wouldn't have picked this for movie night if I'd known it had so many sex scenes..."

"they're great but... they're not you."

"I always thought it would be me and you in the end."

"you're not actually trying to convince me that was a friendly kiss, are you?"

"if you hate me so much, how come you keep coming back?"

"do you remember getting drunk and calling me last night?"

"I'm free tonight if you still need a date for that thing you're going to."

"I'd do anything for you."

"I think I finally get what all those love songs are about."

"it's weird being here again... so many memories."

"I wish you'd give me a chance."

"I never meant to hurt you."

"just come to dinner with me. it doesn't have to be weird."

"seeing you with them made me realize you should be with me."

"just ask yourself for once: what do you want?"

"okay, okay, I'll leave-- as soon as I can find my pants."

"we need to be more careful next time."

"wait, why are you in my bed? did we...?"

"I took you for granted, I know. but I want to treat you right this time."

"kiss me like you mean it."

"keep the lights on, I want to see you."

"is it just me, or does your celebrity crush look a lot like me?"

"we promised we wouldn't let this affect our friendship."

"no, don't cry-- if you start crying, I'll start crying!"

"I want to see my marks on you tomorrow."

"don't act innocent, it's not going to work with me."

"is this really turning you on? I'm not even doing anything."

"come look at the stars with me."

"I lov--" "no, don't say anything. you'll kill the moment."

"what happens next in your fantasy?"

"I probably shouldn't tell you this but... you were in my dream last night."

"why do you still wear the hoodie I left at your place?"

[polyamships]

[ID: “Polyam Shipping Day / 14th of every month”. Next to the text is a red infinity sign that finishes in a heart on top. Above the text are rows of stylized hearts in the colors of both versions of the polyam pride flag (black, red, bright blue, light green, dark green, light blue, navy). /end ID]

September 14th 2024 is our 42nd Polyam Shipping Day.

The optional theme for it is: 🛏️ Bedroom 🫣

It's time for you to dust off those And-they-were-roommates! AUs. Or maybe write about what happens when there's only one bed (bad thing) vs only one bed (good thing). This can be about a polycule's first house together and how they decide their sleeping arrangements: How do they decide how many rooms they need? Is there a system in place? Maybe they've bought a giant bed and they're assembling it themselves and hilarity ensues. Has any of your characters redesigned a bedroom for a new partner? Given them space somehow (like giving someone a drawer as a relationship step)? Of course, you can always make this smutty and write about all the naughty things that can happen in a bedroom. Or maybe you decide to go the horror route and write your characters trapped in a bedroom and whether they get out or not. Perhaps you want to write the first time the polycule visits one their families and have them stay in their childhood room, or about being invited into a partner's bedroom for the first time. Or perhaps you're in an Angst mood and want to write about your polycule's last night together before something terrible happens: do they sleep? do they stay up all night talking? do they say their goodbyes? does one of them watch the rest sleep before leaving for Reasons?

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We’ll be tracking #PolyamShippingDay, and keeping an eye out for any @polyamships mentions too. We will reblog any polyam-positive fanworks featuring polyamorous ships of any configuration/type from any fandom. All ratings are welcome but anything nsfw/triggery should be warned for and behind a read more, as should very long tumblr fic.

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[redeyerhaenyra]

Age Gap with Stilgar

Summary: Smutty age gap headcanons for my beloved sand daddy

Warnings: SMUT DUH, age gap, fem coded reader, oral(f), size kink save me- fingering, reader doesn't like boys her own age, Stilgar's an old man and he has a fat cock, eycontaccctt, smidgen of spanking (I may continue that in a later post if thats what the people want teehee) lmk if I missed anything!

Notes: going insane over him

Hnnnggg sand daddy

You wear him out

So young and spritely, he remembers being like that once

Sometimes he wishes he still was, wishes he could keep up with you like you deserve

But you don't want boys your age >:P

They don't know what they're doing like Stilgar. Their voices aren't deep and rich like his. They aren't solid and thick and all-encompassing like he is.

They don't learn like Stilgar does. They don't pay such close attention to the way you gasp and moan and whine if he'll rub your clit at a different angle with his big calloused hand

You tell him so, how boys your age could never appreciate the precious moisture of your pussy, the sacred taste of it

How boys your age could never hope to fill you up with their fingers the way Stilgar does, curling them juuuust right

Boys your age don't know the trick of rubbing their nose on your clit whilst their tongue slobbers over your cunt

Stilgar does :)

Stilgar worships you

He'll let you do anything to him. Anything you desire.

I hate to be the one to break this to y'all but he's only lasting 1-2 rounds 😔

He's old and tired! Have some mercy on him woman

It's okay though he will HUGELY make up for it with technique, as we've discussed :)

And also that he'll let you bounce on his fat cock until the stars burn out

His fills you so well 🤤

He also has a thing for being ontop of you tho?

Squishing you a little with his weight

Firm solid relaxing pressure as he stares at you, eyes fixed on your own.

I know he's huffing and grunting like a dog

He can keep up a pretty quick pace with his hips despite the old man-ness

Your pussy motivates him, what can he say 🤷🏻‍♀️

I know his dick is big I KNOW ITS BIG

Girthy

Dark ruddy colour mmng

Like a desert rabbit he'll let you hop on it for as long as you please ✨️

...

Also he spanks you for being a naughty gir-*gun shots*

[place-called-space]

it’s finals week and i’m genuinely dying trying to write all these final projects and essays for my classes but... there’s a smutty one shot idea for our favorite lawyer that’s been rattling around in my brain for ages and i’m not sure if i can ignore it for much longer🫣

it'll be my first relatively plotless one shot that i'd post on this hellsite but there's been such a drought of matty fics recently that i feel compelled to feed and water the masses

i probably won't get around to actually writing it until after this week, and we'll be lucky if i post it by the end of next week, but for now let me set the scene 🫶🏼

content warning: dom/sub dynamics (orgasm control/denial, ruined orgasm, edging), semi-public phone sex? (matt’s in his office with the door closed but it’s implied that karen and foggy are in the next room), masturbation (male and female, but neither of them actually cum), fingering, reader is ✨sexually frustrated✨ so she slips into subspace easily, body worship/fantisization? (reader has a very active imagination and she actively imagines several naughty situations with matt), reader’s wet dream (not super detailed, just mentioned in passing)

it feels like it's been weeks since the two of you have spent any real time together.

the firm has been busy with some high-paying client that they're not in a financial position to turn down, so it's been all hands on deck for the better part of the last month. matt has to leave before you get up, but he nudges you awake to say goodbye, pressing a kiss to your forehead and letting you know if he has a lunch meeting or not so you can call and hear his voice for a blessed 30 minutes.

and because the universe hates you, matt's duties as daredevil haven't eased up either. all you've been able to get out of him is that he's been staking out one of the smaller crime families in hell's kitchen that have been looking for an opportunity to gain more power. he hears whispers of smugglers and arms deals and he barely has time to scarf down some eggs and toast-

(carbs and protein to hold him over until he can turn in for the night and warm up the plate you always left for him)

-before he's sheathed in kevlar and leather, shouting over his shoulder to not wait up for him before fleeing out the roof access door.

and of course you miss him.

you used to make coffee for you both as he got ready for work, chatting idly about that crime docuseries karen had recommended and getting matt to translate the legal jargon. you'd loop his tie around his neck, tightening the knot before pulling him down for a kiss, passing him his briefcase before sending him off to work.

he'd come home after work, smiling as he came through the door because he'd been able to hear your voice from the lobby as you made dinner, singing along to one of his favorite vinyl records. soft jazz and pasta sauce and you would smother his senses as soon as he stepped into the apartment and as soon as he shucked off his shoes and set his briefcase down, he'd round the kitchen island and wrap his arms around your waist from behind, nuzzling at your neck and peppering your skin with kisses, reveling in the delighted giggles you let out.

but with his new schedule, the apartment seemed so empty.

you were eating alone and washing one set of dishes, sleeping in a bed too big and too cold for just you. you missed the way his arms would wind around you as you slept, the fearsome vigilante that struck fear into the hearts of criminals throughout the city suddenly becoming a cuddle octopus, greedy to feel your skin on his.

you missed all the small, sweet things about him, the romantic moments that would make your heart melt... but you also missed the steamy, intimate moments where your hands would wander each other's bodies, unwilling to be separated for even a moment.

it had been weeks since you'd had sex, and you missed the way his cock split you open, the low, hoarse growl his voice would become as he crooned poisoned honey into your ear, the delicious mix of praise and degradation turning your brain to mush.

you could feel your own impatience building with each night you went unsatisfied, a dull ache beginning to throb between your legs as your body struggled to adapt. you'd gone from cumming at least once a day to nothing at all in the blink of an eye, and you were having trouble adjusting.

waking up to an empty bed for the third week in a row had nearly sent you into a fit, your panties already soaked through from the remnants of a blissful dream where matt had tied you up, your legs bent and spread wide as he toyed with your puffy folds, his fingers slick with your arousal as he'd slowly slid them inside you...

fed up, your hand had already dipped below the waistband of your sleep shorts, your fingers barely brushing your clit, a soft moan leaving you as your body finally got some relief-

but then your phone rang, matt's handsome face beaming up at you. taunting you.

you answered the phone with a breathy call of "matty" because you knew he'd heard you and two could play at that game, and the low octave with which he says your name makes you moan again, pleasure sparking to life in your core as you sink two fingers into your drooling cunt.

matt calls your name sharply, clicking his tongue in disapproval.

"naughty girl," he admonishes, his voice somehow both sweet and condescending. "so impatient. i'd wondered how long it would take you to break, but i didn't expect it to be so soon."

you whine into the receiver, your anger melting away as you remembered you hadn't been the only one suffering these last few weeks. it must've been nothing short of torture for matt to wake up to the smell of your arousal, his rapidly swelling cock nestled against your ass, aching and eager to satisfy the primal urge to mark you in every way possible. and yet, every morning, he'd forced himself to ignore it, to take a cold shower and hurriedly get dressed, pressing a chaste kiss to your forehead before shuffling out of the apartment, still half-hard.

the thought only made you more desperate for him. god, did you wish he was here with you, with his much thicker fingers stuffing your pussy, stretching you out and prepping you so you could take his thick cock. you wanted him under you, breathlessly kneading the flesh of your tits as you bounced on his cock, your eyes rolling back as his impressive length dragged against that special spongey spot inside you with each smack of your hips against his, your cunt squeezing him tight and drawing out the pleasure for both of you.

but the apartment was empty and his side of the bed was cold, his scent faint on the silk sheets you both adored. a pang of loneliness hit you then, wanting his skin on yours and his voice filling your head with mindless praise.

frustrated tears stung at your eyes, but you were determined to make the most of this. you had him on the phone, you had a shot at getting what you wanted. all you needed was a few more words from him, maybe a countdown if you were lucky. you were so worked up, you could probably cum just from him reading you the new york penal code.

so you beg.

"please, matty," you whine prettily, another breathy little moan leaving you as you begin to pump your fingers in and out of your dripping pussy, the friction delicious after so long with nothing. "i need-"

"what you need," matt cuts you off swiftly, his voice so dark and commanding even through the phone that your body freezes, "is some manners. i enjoy spoiling you, sweetheart, but that doesn't mean you can cum without permission."

the whine you let out this time is significantly more petulant than before, the sound high and needy, but matt quickly curbs your bad attitude with another click of his tongue, his disapproval clear.

"don't be a brat," he says, patronizing and confident in his control over you. "just because i've been busy doesn't mean i forgot about my sweet girl."

the pet name makes your breath catch in your throat. matt hardly ever called you that. he'd always preferred the softer, more affectionate nicknames. sweetheart. darling. the occasional honey and sweetie.

but sweet girl? that coveted term of endearment had always been wreathed in coarse shadow instead of suave charm, cooed in the low, dangerous tone of the Devil.

your cunt clenches around the fingers you still have buried within yourself, though they had long since stalled their movements, and matt, damn him, somehow knows that he has you hooked, a satisfied purr meeting your ears.

"there we go," you hear him murmur, pleased. "there's my sweet girl. so good for me, i didn't even have to tell you to stop. no punishment for you, then, but you'll still have to earn your reward."

the breath that leaves you is half desire, half relief, already squirming on the bed. surely he just wanted a show, something to hold him over until the work day was done and he could come home and have his way with you. your moans would replay in his head all day, your breathless cry of his name making his cock twitch beneath his desk every time it echoed through his mind, his thoughts muddled and disjointed as he struggled to focus on the case.

"tell me what to do," you plead, your own thoughts already growing fuzzy around the edges, dizzy with anticipation of the climax he was sure to grant you. "miss you so much, matty... i wanna be good…"

matt groans low on the other line, an excited shiver running through you as you hear the barely audible "fuck" accompany the distinct sound of his belt unbuckling.

"need to hear you, sweet girl," he hisses. a shaky exhale leaves him next, and you imagine he's just freed his cock, the vein running along the shaft throbbing. the tip is probably flushed a dark pink and probably already leaking salty precome, his balls heavy and full from almost a full month of not satisfying himself.

christ, was your mouth watering?

"go on, sweet girl," matt tells you, his voice hoarse. "keep touching yourself. make yourself feel good."

far be it from you to disobey a direct order.

your fingers began thrusting once more, your low, breathy moans becoming high and whiney within minutes, not making an effort to silence yourself. matt wanted a show, so you were going to give him one, noise complaints be damned.

it doesn't take long for the knot within your belly to tighten, your body teetering on the edge of a long-awaited orgasm. you were practically half-delirious, so grateful for the pleasure that you'd already begun expressing your gratitude, your thanks garbled and slurred but genuine nonetheless.

you don't hear the mean, condescending bark of laughter, too caught up in your own ecstasy. you were so close, your forearm burning and your cunt beginning to pulse as you neared the edge, your jaw falling slack as you prepared for the monumental release of pleasure-

"stop."

your body obeyed without consciously thinking about it, your fingers slipping out of you. your poor cunt clenches and flutters around nothing, feeling achingly empty as your pleasure stalls and curdles, spoiling like milk in the sun.

you lay there for a moment, your chest heaving as you try to figure out what happened. your pussy was sensitive and tingling, still pulsing weakly with a ruined orgasm that had given you no satisfaction. you wanted more, damn it, but most of all, you wanted him.

"matty," you cry brokenly, vision blurry with frustrated tears. "why did you... why..."

Your rambling was slurred but audible to your tormenter, his delighted chuckles making you shudder.

"sorry, sweet girl," matt said, not an ounce of remorse in his voice, "but i wanna be there with you when you cum. i need to feel that pretty pussy squeeze my cock, need to hear you moan my name as i fuck you."

he lets out a strained groan, and you imagine he has his fist wrapped tightly around the base of his cock, preventing himself from reaching the pinnacle he'd so cruelly snatched you away from.

you hadn't cum, but neither did he.

you whine at the thought, your pussy still fluttering weakly. you sniffle quietly, still mourning your ruined orgasm, and there's a burst of static, like he'd just sighed.

"you did so well for me, sweetie," matt murmurs, his tone no longer mean, but warm and loving. "i know it hurts, but i'll make it up to you tonight. i'll make you feel so good, you'll forget this ever happened."

though your eyes are still glassy with tears, matt's subtle switch in temperament did wonders for your mood, the promise of pleasure soothing your wounded pride. you sniffle again, working up the courage to meekly inquire, "promise?"

matt hums again, and you can imagine the pleased grin on his face as he purrs your name, the sound of his voice making you melt.

"i promise."

a/n: my brain literally couldn’t focus on anything else while i had this mf rattling around in there. this will be an actual oneshot at some point where we actually get some gratification, maybe even a two-parter! depending on how fried my brain is after cranking out multiple 2k word finals, it could be posted in either 5 days or 5 years or anywhere in between.

i do actually like writing guys i swear 😭 but i’m a humanities major so i do a lot of writing for my degree and my free time consists of thinking about the roman empire (for my major) and reading greek philosophy (also for my major).

glad i got this out as proof of life, didn’t mean to be horny on main but there is no other valid response when it comes to mr. murdock. i hope you guys enjoyed and let me know what you think!

- estrella ★

[chansabsfanclub]

Han NSFW Alphabet

genre : suggestive smut, gender neutral reader

word count : 1477

warning : suggestive and some smutty content

A/N : Han is my bias so I had lots of fun with this, I'm sorry I took such a long break from writing, I hope you enjoy this addition to the NSFW collection.

After care : 

Jisung's super goofy and loving, giving lots of kisses all over his partners face.  He'll give compliments and cuddle them tightly, he wants to make sure they feel loved, while keeping the mood light and fun.

Body (favourite body parts) :

He loves his hands, how they look on his partners body and when they hold his partners neck and face.  Jisung would love his partners booty, he'll rub it and praise them about how hot they are and hold onto it tightly during sex.

Cum :

Messy when he cums, he loves cream pies but only if his partner is on birth control or has a kind of contraceptive, or anal.

Dirty secret :

He hides how Horny he actually is because he thinks it would scare his partner if they knew how much he jerked off and thought dirty thoughts.  Until eventually him and his partner got close enough where he didn't hide it anymore.

Experience :

This man will brag about how he has alllll the experience in the world, he makes it sound like he's the sex expert, but in reality he is relying on the corn hub for his information, and when he actually gets to the down and dirty part, he'll get awkward and make jokes to cope.  Very little experience in other words.

Favourite Position :

Doggy style all night, he can grip his partners ass, pull on their hair, fuck them as hard and roughly as he can, and he finds that the position makes him cum the hardest, it also helps him reach his partners most sensitive spot inside.

Goofy :

Jisung is extremely goofy, especially when it comes to sex, he'll sneakily go in for a motto boat, he'll be teasing and laughing and it helps his partners relax as well if they're nervous or shy, he's easy going and thats what helps make him so lovable.

Hair :

Jisung will do a complete shave every couple of weeks, then let it grow out, it's a lot of work to keep it constantly shaved down, so he has a little routine going where he'll take everything off and then let it grow out, then repeat.

Intimacy :

King of PDA, from making cute faces to holding hands and cuddling on a bus ride to home, he will actively show affection to his partner no matter what.  He has his limits though, cute PDA is good with him, anything sexy or promiscuous would make him too embarrassed and awkward.  

Jerk off:

He will find the time to do it every day at least once, maybe twice if he feels like it.  His sex drive is crazy and his horny levels are insane, so he's jerking off a lot which doesn't help his case.  Don't worry, he's not an addict.  Yet.

Kink:

He's not the most kinky out there, he has a few such as back scratched, he'll beg his partner to dig their nails into his back as he fucks them, as well as pet names and such.  He's pretty open to new things though.

Location:

Anywhere in the house with a solid surface.  You're taking a shower together?  He'll make you hold onto the wall for dear life.  In the kitchen making breakfast, prepare to be lifted onto that counter.  As long as there's no one else in the house Jisung will initiate something anywhere.

Motivation:

His motivation is his hormones, you could be sitting on the couch watching tv and turn him on.  His dick has a mind of its own, so in terms of motivation he will be motivated anytime there's an opportunity.

No :

Noooooo public sex, not for him and never will be, he'a a huge flirt but he also has his dignity he's not willing to risk just to get down and dirty.  He'll stay away from public spaces when it comes to naughty stuff, only closed off locked spaces will do.

Oral :

His best friend, hes a rapper his tongue knows how to move, he can do oral really well, and he also enjoys seeing your mouth wrapped around his dick as you suck him off.

Pace :

He can do any pace depending on the situation.  He's the master at quickies, and if it's slow and sensual you want he can do that too, but he might get carried away and fuck your brains out.

Quickies :

Jisung is down for a quickie anytime any day, his high sex drive needs tending and there's not always time to get sensual, quickies are his best friend.

Risk :

Is Ji the most risky person out there?  No, he'll get super embarrassed if someone were to walk in on something, so he keeps his risk fairly low just to keep SOME of his dignity.  But, he wouldn't be opposed to a quick blowjob under his studio desk to take his mind off his projects.

Stamina :

He has pretty good stamina, we've all heard him rap, his tongue can work miracles and he has enough stamina to make you cum on his face.  He can last around 15 minutes if it's slow and sensual, but if it's a quickie he'll get both him and his partner cumming in less than 5.

Toys :

He feels a but intimidated by them, he's 100% supportive if his partner wants to use them, but he'll get a bit scared if anything super extreme were to come out and be suggested.

Unfair :

He teases, I know he teases, you know he teases its a universal thing.  He'll be dangling sex in front of you like a feather toy to cats.  "Hmm, should I fuck you?  I don't think you'd like that.  I guess we won't fuck."  And other stuff like that.  

Volume :

Jisung is vocal, he's not screaming or anything, but he can't help but mutter out a "Yes baby" or "You feel so good". He'll even let moans slip out of his mouth as he gets closer to his release.

Wild Card :

"Hey Ji, I'm here, I stopped by the convenience store as well."  I called out to my boyfriend as I entered the studio.  It was late and Jisung was stuck on a song he desperately wanted to finish.  He had texted me to come keep him company since Chan and Changbin had already went back to the dorm.  

Jisung turned in his chair to face me and smiled widely.  "I'm so glad you're here!  This is killing me."  He fake cried and opened his arms for a hug.  I giggled at him and went over to hug him tightly.  I sat on his lap and he turned back to his computer.  

I watched as he worked for a while, his shoulders would tense and then relax, and his face would scrunch and he'd hold his breath, eventually releasing it after finishing something.  He was super stressed, and I have an idea how to help him.

I got off his lap and slid under the desk, his face turned from confused to excited really quick.  "Baby, are you gonna..."  

"Shh, keep working."  I interrupted him, he went back to his project, my hands went to the band of his sweatpants, tugging them down slowly, he lifted his butt so I was able to brings them down to his feet, his dick in his underwear was already starting to get hard, it was just too easy with him.  

My hand gently rubbed his dick through his underwear, I could hear him let out a sigh as I pressed down lightly onto him.  My fingers teased at his underwear, slightly tugging them down just so his tip was showing, I brushed my thumb over it making him quiver slightly.

"I thought this was supposed to be a stress relief."  He jokingly said, his breath caught in his throat as I took his whole cock in my mouth.

X-ray :

Jisung gives off average dick energy.  He's my bias okay, so I'm being completely honest,  he doesn't have the biggest dick energy.  I'll give him 6 inches, with a bit more girth, but nothing crazy, he knows how to use it though, from all the jerking off.

Yearning :

He craves sex, we've been over this.  When it comes to sex drive he could make it from one side if Canada to the other.  

Zzz :

Passes out right away, after they've finished, he'd wrap his arms around his partner and cuddled them to sleep, passing out right away.

[lovelytsunoda]

there's a honey // lance stroll ( mini fic )

summary: lance thinks that the image of y/n reading her scandalously smutty romance book is the image of sensuality. or, private library sex with lance <3

pairing: lance stroll x fiancée!reader

warnings: inappropriate use of a built in bookshelf, sex in a library, smut!! jokes are made because these two are unable to take anything seriously, and they're so hopelessly in love with each other that it needs to be said every five minutes or so : )

author's note: private library sex is literally as kinky as i get so . . . gotta give a shout out to @magnummagnussen for listening to me talk about this idea and putting up with me. all love <3

the room was quiet, her own peaceful hideaway from the rest of the world as y/n sat in her wicker egg chair, feet tucked up underneath her and glasses perched on her nose, a paperback book in her hands with an innocent front cover and a cryptic title.

the kind of romance book that was sixty percent porn and forty percent plot.

"babe?" lance's voice was quiet as he pushed open the door to the library.

he had built that library with his bare hands after they got engaged. well, not really. sebastian, mick and esteban had helped. the built in ikea shelves were lined with bright, worn spines.

she had a paper copy of every book she had read in the last fifteen years.

"hi." y/n grinned, slipping her bookmark in between the pages, the paperback nestled on her lap as she kissed her fiancé, the small white diamond on her ring finger glittering the daylight. "how was your workout?"

"terrible, like always." lance shrugged, sliding into the chair next to her. "how's your book?"

"it's a trip, let's put it that way." she laughed, passing lance the paperback. "it was getting really good when you walked in."

lance raised an eyebrow, opening 'twisted love' to the page that she had bookmarked. his eyes scanned the words on the page, widening with every word as he took it in, his jaw dropping as his cheeks began to run red.

"and you were reading this with a straight face?" he slammed the book shut, running his fingers through his hair. "god, i love you so much."

y/n laughed, tangling her fingers with his, bringing his knuckles to her lips to press a kiss to the back of his hand. "what are you going to do about it, lover boy?"

"watch me." lance grinned, pressing his lips to hers in a feverish kiss.

they stumbled out of the chair, pillows falling to the floor with the paperback as they giggled into the kiss, no space between their bodies as lance backed her up against one of the bookshelves, teeth nipping at the skin on her neck.

"mhm, maybe i should let you know when i'm reading romance books more often." she hummed, resting her head against the paperbacks behind her, one leg wrapping around her lover's.

"oh, what was that series you read about the f1 driver's that was factually inaccurate but had you in a literal chokehold?" lance wondered, mumbling against her skin as he peppered kisses under the collar of her sweater.

y/n giggled, fingers tangling in his hair as she answered. "it was only inaccurate to you because you actually drive. i didn't know jack shit about the sport when i read those. like, i think we had only just started dating. it was the dirty air series. god, the things i would let santiago alatorre do to me."

"hey!" lance pouted in fake discontent, his hands on her waist as she giggled sweetly and innocently. "bringing up your fictional characters when your very real future husband wants to fulfill your biggest sexual fantasy."

"maybe i'm feeling a little naughty today." she smiled sweetly, pulling him closer to her.

"oh, are you?" his lips curled up into a smile. he could never be mad at her. he was the moon, and she was all of his stars. lance grinned like an idiot as he kissed her again, not an inch of space between their bodies as he cupped her face in his hand. "and what do you propose that i do about it?"

he didn't let her answer, spinning her body around so that her ass was pressed against his raging hard-on, her fingers gripping the shelves as he slipped his cold hands up the front of her sweater.

"can you feel what you do to me, beautiful? you're so fucking sexy. and you're smart too." he mumbled, kissing her neck and grinning to himself when he found the sweet spot, a low moan leaving her mouth.

"oh, lance. . ." she gasped, reaching for the back of his head. "i need you, baby."

"i know, my love." he hummed, gently stepping away. "but the way i'm about to fuck you, you might pull out one of the shelves. i think we'd be far more comfortable on the couch."

and that's exactly where they ended up, clothes strewn across the library as snow started to fall outside, a hand knitted blanket wrapped around their bodies.

she was getting the full princess treatment today: lance had already made her come once on his mouth ("god, how worked up did you get just from that book?") before he started fingering her, his fingers curling to hit the most pleasurable places inside of her.

she let out a strangled moan as she reached for lance's free hand, lacing her fingers with his as he kissed her inner thigh, his fingers still working inside of her until he physically couldn't take it any more. until he needed to be inside of her.

he wiped off his fingers using the blanket before he leaned down to kiss her gently, the taste of her dripping core still on his tongue as he slipped his tongue in between her lips.

“I love you, lance.” she said softly, tracing his cheekbones with her thumb. “and I can’t wait to marry you.”

he smiled as he kissed her again, clutching her hand in his tightly. “and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you, my love.”

"i've already made a shortlist of historic libraries to hold the ceremony at." she smiled sweetly, touching her nose to his with a soft hum of contentment. "you make me so goddamn happy."

after fluffing the blanket around their bodies and making sure that his fiancée was comfortable, lance gripped the shaft of his cock, guiding his length towards her entrance, teasing the tip up and down her folds.

she moaned, gripping his biceps tightly. "lance, stop teasing, god, i need you to fuck me."

"i bet i could fuck you far better than alex volkov or whatever his name was." lance said quietly, starting to slide his cock in.

"well, he's a fictional character, and you are very, very real.”

"oh yeah?" lance crooned, lifting one of his lover's legs and wrapping it around his lower half as he made his first thrust, eliciting a moan from the woman underneath him. "god, you feel so good." he hissed out, lips ghosting over her skin. "so good for me, pretty girl."

"mhm, i love your cock, baby." she whined

lance began to pick up the pace, moaning lowly as his lover moaned louder, her manicured nails scratching his skin.

"i love it when you moan for me, baby." lance groaned, whispering in her ear. "love making you feel good."

"yes, lance, fuck!" she moaned. "just like that baby. oh, you are so much better than alex v-volkov."

"i know." lance chuckled. "i just wanted to hear you say it."

she laughed, kissing her lover, attempting to speak in between pants and moans. "you're such a dork."

"but you love me for it."

"yeah, i do-oh."

her moan was downright pornographic as lance started to move his thumb in circles on her clit, her fingers digging further into his skin as her back arched

lance would definitely have scratches tomorrow. not that he cared- he'd walk around in muscle tank tops purely to show the marks off when he was at the gym.

"oh, lance, god, i think- i think i'm gonna-"

"i've got you, darling." lance said gently, biting his lip to stop from moaning as she clenched around him. "it's okay, pretty girl. come for me. i've got you, i've got you."

she came with a moan that shook her entire body, hiding her face in lance's chest as he gently fucked her through it, muttering sweet nothings to her as he approached his own peak. he pulled out, pumping his fist up and down his length before he came on her stomach, breathing heavy as he leaned down to kiss her.

"i love you, baby." he hummed, reaching for her hand.

"i love you too, handsome." she said sweetly. "as much as i would love to lay here with you, can you please run and get me a damp towel? you kind of made a mess of my stomach."

"right, sorry. shit, fuck, where are my sweatpants?" he groaned. "sorry, again. you just looked exhausted and i didn't want to push you too far-."

"lance," she said firmly, clasping her hand around his wrist. "it's fine, babe. i just don't think i could get up to get it myself right now."

he came back almost as quickly as he had vanished, patting her skin down with the warm cloth before settling on the couch next to her, pulling the blanket around their bodies as she rested her head against his chest, his fingers moving to play with her hair as she sighed contently under his touch.

and all he could think about was how he couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life like this. with her.

Tags:

@libraryofloveletters @sidcrosbyspuck @scuderiamh @magnummagnussen @diorleclerc

[ravenelyx]

Loved like...? - Sebastian Sallow

Pairing: Sebastian Sallow x Fem!Reader

Words: 571

Chapter Warnings: mild smut, slight body worship (breasts), use of 3rd person for reader, really soft though (idiots in love literally), mostly aftercare so it's more fluffy than smutty ngl. Characters are 18+ obviously.

Summary: Sebastian finds out about his new favourite part of your body

A/N: I literally wrote this at 4 am in 20 minutes. Brainrot. Enjoy some cute Seb. <3

Masterlist

You can find the whole fanfiction also here on ao3 :)

"Oh, fuck." She heard him moan in her ear, a harmonious contrast to her soft, breathy gasps. "I... I can't..."

He gave one last thrust before he reached his limit, and it wasn't long before she did the same, letting out a loud cry of his name.

He collapsed against her and rested his head on her chest, both of them panting heavily.

"Are you okay?" He asked softly, lifting his head to look into her eyes with concern.

"I am... God, yes, I am!" She breathed with a smile, cradling his head in her hands and gently pushing it back against her body.

He curled up against her and sighed as his face made contact with the soft flesh.

"Was it good?" He asked with a hint of uncertainty. He was always, always afraid that he'd do something wrong. That he wouldn't pleasure her the way she deserved.

"It was." She replied, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "So, so good."

He smiled and kissed her chest, right in the middle, above her heart.

A heart that beat only for him.

"You know your pleasure is my priority here. So if you don't like something, or... or if you want me to try something else..."

"I know, Sebastian, I know. You know I'd never lie to you." She smiled softly.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

They stayed like that for a few more seconds before she felt him move slightly against her.

"Is it uncomfortable?"

"Yes..." He blushed. "I-"

"It's okay, do what you need to do." She reassured him, gently caressing his shoulder.

He slowly pulled out, both of them shivering at the feeling, before he rested against her chest again.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yes. This... This is so..."

"Soft?" She grinned and he nodded, his nose grazing the small of her breast.

He wrapped his arms around her and snuggled against her as if she were a giant pillow. She chuckled. "Oh, darling."

"I love them." He mumbled, his voice muffled in her skin. "Let me have them."

"They're all yours." She said, grinning lovingly at him.

He looked up at her with a soft, hopeful look. "You mean that?"

"You're so sweet, you know that?" She chuckled and blushed. "Of course ... I love it when you touch them like this. It makes me feel appreciated, loved."

He smirked and slowly began to leave little kisses on the soft flesh as his hands stroked the sides of her waist.

"Loved like this?"

"Oh, you naughty little–" She giggled as she played with his hair.

He shivered at the touch.

"So I can have them? Anywhere? Anytime?" He asked hopefully.

"Whenever and wherever it's appropriate, Sebastian... but yes." She pressed another kiss to his head.

"I'll be using them as pillows from now on."

"Oh, really ?" She teased, and he felt her chest reverberate with her laugh.

He looked back up at her and suppressed a smug grin.

"Perhaps you prefer to be loved like this instead?"

She shuddered as his mouth moved to the center of her breast, his tongue slowly circling the soft nub which instantly hardened at his touch.

"Oh..." She let out a soft breath, and his hand gently cupped the other, massaging it as his thumb stroked her nipple.

He watched her reaction closely.

"I can see they might be more useful than just as pillows." He smirked.

[sasslett]

FFXIV Naughty Fic Prompts

a collection of my favorite smutty tropes and ideas that I desperately want to see people write

Only One Bed Trope (tm)

Someone accidentally walks in on your OC pleasuring themselves

Your OC accidentally walks in on someone pleasuring themselves

Your Echo-bearing OC has a vision of someone in a private moment

Sparring leads to steamy times

Bandaging wounds/cleaning up after battle

Your OC being watched (alone or with others) during a private moment by Midgardsormr/Feo Ul/Ardbert/Fray (Esteem)/Emet Selch/Crystal Exarch/that fucking shoebill/Hydaelyn, or anyone else who regularly spies on them

A linkpearl call at a very bad time

Discovering/dealing with racial physical differences during intimacy (ears horns tails height differences etc etc etc)

Vacation to the Gold Saucer/Costa Del Sol/one of the many hot springs in the game (Kugane, Camp Bronze Lake, Lakeland)

Combat abilities used sensually/sexually

Post-battle emotional high/"Holy shit we're alive" moment

Pre-huge battle "We might not make it out of this alive" moment

Fun with fantasias

Everyone is attracted to the WoL/everyone wants a piece of the WoL

"I know we shouldn't but I can't help it" sorts of dynamics

Fellow Scion/acquaintance walks in on WoL/OC with their partner - gossip ensues

That damn Ishgardian ball we never got but deserved (ok I guess this isn't really steamy but it can be)

Other character with special sensing abilities (Y'shtola's aether sight, Krile's super sensitive Echo, Hythlodaeus' soul sight etc) knows what the WoL/OC has been up to/knows OC and their partner are a couple before they're out (or uses their ability in the heat of the moment if shipping with them)

Something fueled by armor/glams (and we know there's a lot of sexy outfits in game)

WoL/OC being given comfort after one of their few defeats (Zenos, Ranjit, Final Days etc)

That inn room scene in Endwalker (if you know you know)

[crisiscutie]

Wow... Darling's harem of Sephiroth makes me fantasize so much 🥵

If you don't mind.... Can you give details which Sephiroth prefer which/what kind of sex position or kinks with their darling? Like, which one prefer missionary, cowgirl, from behind, bondage, or other smutty kinks.

Oh my hormones... 🙈

Alrighty~! As it is a house full of Crisis Cuties, they're going to have a lot of interesting, dark obsessions. Really long, spicy stuff under the cut.

Content Warnings: NSFW, including several kinks but not limited to: Daddy/Mommy/Brother Complex and Kinks, Teratophilia, Breeding, Noncon/Dubcon, Psychological And Physical Abuse, Pregnancy, Impregnation, Degradation, Blood, Just full of DDDNE Content. Not for the faint-hearted. Long headcanons below.

The Yandere Sephiroths share a lot of kinks as they are the shattered fragments of the same man. The most prominent ones they share are variations of the dominance, breeding, mommy and pregnancy kinks. They enjoy the influence they have over the darling. And seeing how the darling's body was changed because of the seed of life being implanted within her stirs a lot of emotions within them... They want to see her become a wonderful mother... Like Jenova... The intensity of these kinks vary through each Seph and can manifest in different ways.

Of course, they don't always have sex with the darling but when their moods strike, they consider it a sacred act between her and them, cherishing every moment of the lovemaking.

 ༻❁༺ OG Seph

Kinks: Teratophilia/Tentacles, Breeding, Stealth Sex, Pregnancy/Impregnation, Fisting, Discipline, Bondage, Double Penetration

He makes good use of Jenova during sex, often having her cock-shaped tentacles fill the darling's cunt while he fucks her ass or having the tentacles bound the darling to fuck her himself.

Can swap between being a gentle dom and aggressive dom, especially the latter if the darling has been naughty or the rare mood strikes him.

He disguises his fisting kink as a practical reason to examine the darling's cunt, to make sure other Sephiroths haven't planted their seed in her or to roughly implant Materia balls within her when he's feeling frisky.

Sometimes, he'll pin her against the wall with his free hand, barely holding back his maniacal laughter while fisting her. His mako, catlike eyes holds her gaze during the act.

Would innocently meditate in his room, the living room or the backyard while the darling is idly getting fucked by Jenova's tentacles beneath her dress or skirt. Or even when the darling is nursing C.C.

Not that C.C minds. Sometimes he'll even spread the darling's legs while suckling her tits to give Jenova's tentacles better access to her cunt. OG Seph would smirk at his younger counterpart knowing his game well.

If confronted about this, he would merely claim to have no recollection of what happened or that Jenova is acting on her own. Sometimes she really is.

He would worship the darling's pregnant body more than the other Sephiroths.

He would pump her breasts with Jenova's tentacles, rub her belly as he holds her close to him and mentally communicate with the monstrous spawn within her womb...

Would use his own hands to tweak her nipples, watching with satisfaction as the darling's milk seeps out of it.

He is completely enthralled with the pregnancy process, tenderly caring for his darling during her pregnancies, at times being overbearing.

He definitely acts as he isn't bad as the troublemaker Sephs but he knows he's running against 7R for the kinkiest Sephiroth title in the house.

 ༻❁༺  Dissidia Seph

Kinks: Assisted Sex, Pet Play, Daddy Kink, Orgasm Control/Denial, Body Worship, Mind Control, Praise Kink.

He is a gentle dom and fairly vanilla for the most part. Definitely prefers missionary as his go to position to fuck the darling.

He enjoys assisting OG Seph and Jenova in breeding the darling.

The darling wears a singular, black angel winged choker that was gifted to her from him, the beads dangling from it is a nod to his own outfit.

When it's time for him and the darling to make love, he gently yanks her choker, asking if she's been a good girl while teasing her cunt with his large fingers.

When he gauges her behavior and decides she's been good, he'll stop teasing her cunt to allow her to ride his fingers to her orgasm.

He worships his darling's body in general, regardless if she is pregnant or not.

When the darling is pregnant, he's completely hands off (sex-wise) during this time. He will often watch her from a distance, especially when she's coming out nude, from the mako water in the backyard pool or from her baths. Nothing says he still can't admire her beauty.

When his darling hasn't been "good", he'll raise his hand and smirk at the fear on the darling's face, as the beads on his magical bracelet and her choker radiates, forcing her to kneel.

It doesn't matter if she's actually done nothing wrong. It's that she isn't "good enough" for him at the moment.

He will make her cunt needy for him. His cock, fingers, ANYTHING he can do to get her off, but he won't.

This is why the darling fears her daddy. Disappointing him and the unbearable pain of his touch retreating from her body is heartbreaking.

To up his cruelty, sometimes he will actually touch the darling. His gentle caresses are everywhere, but the places that she needed him the most. Just to make her more needy.

But he will eventually relent on his cruel treatment by allowing his darling to get off. He'll stroke her face with his thumb as she happily thanks him and promises to be a good girl.

As she uses him to get to her orgasm(whether by her riding his cock, fingers or etc...) , He will lavish her in praise and affection, assuring her that no matter how much "wrong" she does, she will always be his.

Brief note here: He probably has the lowest sex drives out of the Sephiroths.

 ༻❁༺ C.C Seph

Kinks: Mommy Kink, Breast Play, Switching, Milk, Cockwarming, Primal Play.

C.C always loves to hold his mommy darling in his lap or hug her from behind as he nestles his face into her neck.

Especially when he forcefully sheathes his cock in her backside or cunt, to the darling's surprise many times.

The darling is not a big fan of the cockwarming and avoids any further penetration with C.C as he will certainly brutalize her cunt if he becomes more aroused.

He absolutely adores getting pampered so nursing him, titjobs/handjobs are always amazing for him.

Loves getting ridden cowgirl style but NOT reverse cowgirl. He wants to see the darling.

He is very attentive to his mommy's pleasure most of time. He's often happy to see the look of relief on the darling's face as she moans from her milk being released or him fingerfucking her cunt.

He is the only Yandere Seph that is a Switch. But even when he is submissive, every inch of him still emits dominance and control, but he graciously permits the darling to take the lead out of adoration.

Extremely aggressive dom when he switches, which can happen with no warning. Or the darling makes him angry.

With a malicious smirk and possessive glint in his eyes, he would roughly squeeze his darling's breasts and pull her nipples hard, gaining pleasure from watching her squirm as she pleads for him to be gentle. Sometimes, he'll even bite down on her neck, drawing blood.

Thankfully, his cruel outbursts are occasional occurrences.

...But if he suspects the darling is avoiding him or sending him away, his fury will be unmistakable, chasing her down like a rabid predator.

His sex drive doubled when the darling is heavily pregnant. Like his OG counterpart, he's enamored by the changes in her body.

Her breasts have never been so full and swollen, her hips gently curved and inviting, and large belly rounded and smooth like a dome. Unfortunately, his mommy issues have never been more intensified too.

Outside of his moments of intense arousal, he is oddly calm around the pregnant darling. Too calm that it unnerves her. Instead of wrapping his arms around her chest, they're around her belly. And he's quiet most of the time too. He's almost like a volcano getting ready to erupt.

He likes to lay his head on her belly, intently listening for the Jenova spawn within the darling's womb.

He gets so protective, ready to fight when other Sephiroths are near him and the pregnant darling. This is one of the two periods where it's nearly impossible to rip her from his gasp. He doesn't want to lose her again.

His intense, pent up aggression around the darling is a discussion of concern between the other Sephiroths.

The pregnant darling brings out many of C.C's traumas. Especially the sight of the darling's pregnant belly being a vivid reminder of the lie that his "mother" died in childbirth, thus triggering his intense psychological distress and episodes around her.

To get him to calm down, the darling taps into her motherly nature more than usual. She often has to use her milk and the treats she makes from it as a bribe.

When his time with her is over, C.C lets her go with a heavy heart, but the joy of her return lit up his face when it was his turn to have her again.

His Milk Kink is much stronger than other Sephiroths, with only 7R coming close. He will get extremely angry if he is denied his milk craving or have to wait too long for it. And he wouldn't accept his darling's milk from bottles, wanting the intimacy of suckling it from her teats.

 ༻❁༺ 7R Seph

Kinks: Knife Play, Degradation, Fear Play, Primal Play, Milk Kink, Impregnation, Mind Break. 

His Milk Kink is only seconds to C.C as it triggers an animalistic hunger within him. He would smolder at the sight of C.C suckling the darling's breasts. He didn't start joining in until the darling actively encouraged him.

He doesn't bother with tying the Darling up, preferring to use his physical strength to restrain her if needed. Sometimes he unsheathes Masamune to show it off to her.

And he does not wait for the darling to get wet, nope. He loves fucking her unprepared cunt. His pleasure is paramount, not hers.

His favorite tactic to degrade the darling is by watching her squirm on the ground, his boot on her stomach and watching her face contort when he scrambles her mind with various visions of him ad her together. There is a practical purpose as he wants her to remember him.

Her clothes would be ripped to shreds, with her ample breasts and quivering, wet cunt on display as she writhes, trying her best to resist his mind fuck.

He loves the mating press position. To force his darling's legs back so his cock can abuse her cervix even more while making her fear impregnation is a great joy to him.

Just when the darling thinks he's going to cum inside her, he withdraws from her at the possible moment, releasing his corrupted seed over her face and torso.

He'd affectionately wipe her face, so she can fully take him in as he mentally notes how beautiful she looks to him. Sometimes he would go further and leave her abused and aching body on the ground for the next Sephiroth (likely C.C).

There has definitely been times he simply picks the darling up and flip her upside down, merely to taste her sweet cunt. Sometimes it turns into a full-blown standing 69 session.

When the darling is pregnant, he watches her intently like Dissidia Seph and is rather hands off too.

But...he is distant. Instead of his usual flirting, his sadistic touch, or indulging in his cruel amusements, there was often just a tense, awkward silence.

The darling can tell when he's communicating with the Jenova spawn inside her when they are more active than usual and his slit, serpentine eyes are dilated with a slight glow.

Outside of the tense silence, he would lecture the darling if she takes on house chores as normal, moving her aside to do the work himself.

His distant and heistant behavior allows the darling to (somewhat) flip the tables on him. She pushes him to be more open to her affections, like when she presses a loving kiss to his cheek or cradles his head in her lap as her fingers delicately glide through his silvery tresses.

When she's given enough affection to him, he becomes more slowly open to physical intimacy again, letting the darling take the reins as she gives him thighjobs and other low-intensity pleasure.

Uses his vast, dark wing to envelop the pregnant darling (and himself) when he's sheathed inside her, holding her tightly.

He makes the least amount of fuss when giving up the pregnant darling to other Sephiroths. His face always held the trademark smirk, yet the deep-set eye bags and the sorrowful glint in his green eyes betrayed his true feelings of anguish.

7R is the seductive snake of the Sephiroths and probably the most experimental. His favorite positions are ties between Doggystyle and Mating Press. They're so primal and emphasizes his possessive dominance over the darling. Definitely got the highest sex drive and is among the kinkiest of the Sephiroths.

 ༻❁༺ AC Seph

Kinks: Fear Play, Mind Control/Break, Edge Play, Knife Play, Orgasm Control, Degradation, Blood Play.

He makes good use of Orgasm Control, specialty being how many times he can force the darling to orgasm and increasing that amount each time they have sex.

He is determined to keep the darling alert so that she could experience every moment of their time together with all her senses.

When it's time for the darling to be with him, he will sometimes torment her with visions of himself, echoing in her mind and making her feel like she has no choice but to seek him out.

Likes to fucks the darling's cunt with the hilt of his Masamune. Pushing it in, little by little while the darling tries her best to suppress her whimpers, resolving to not let him see her break.

He doesn't need to tie her up to keep her under his control; the look in his eyes and the intimidating air around him is enough to make her stay put.

While he doesn't hurt the darling too badly, he absolutely loves to see her bleed for him. He'll leave several cuts over her body that will heal but it sting her like crazy during their time together.

Like Dissidia Seph, he likes missionary style, like the gentleman he is. But he rides the darling high, positioning himself as the dominant force as he stimulates her clit and constantly hits her sweet spot as he thrusts.

When the darling is pregnant, his temperament completely changes. Instead of his normal, aggressive and sadistic routine, He takes an eerie, affectionate route with her.

Kissing her ear, lying down with her as he possessively locks an arm around her belly, almost as if he imagines the spawn inside the darling to be his own... or if she is his mother?

During this period, the darling could swear she heard a muffled whisper of "mother" a few times from him.

Spooning sex is incredibly common during this period. He's oddly romantic and gentle with the darling, even as he's fucking her ass, much to her mild discomfort while acting as the big spoon.

Although he maintains his gentleness, he picks up the pace slightly as he reaches for the darling's hand. She holds his hand tightly, whimpering from the pleasure and discomfort as he stretches her tight hole.

He's the only Sephiroth risky enough to cum into her ass. He'd let out a deep grunt and rest his head on her neck after his release, his grin widening as she snuggled into his grasp, her grip on his hand intensifying.

His kinks revolve around making the darling suffer for his sick amusement, which he disguises as her "atonement" for betraying him and using the other Sephiroths as a divide between them. It doesn't matter if she's amnesiac or not, she must pay. Even when the darling is pregnant, he holds back like other Sephiroths, yet he still takes joy in making her uneasy... But he is genuinely caring and loving at the same time, causing the darling to experience a flurry of clashing emotions.

 ༻❁༺ KH Seph

Kinks: Knife Play, Blood Play, Brother Complex, Degradation.

Lurking beneath his calm façade is a monster that derives pleasure from the chaos of combat.

He playfully prods at her with his sword, like a sadistic older brother would do to their sibling, though he takes it easy on her (in his own twisted way) knowing she still has much to learn.

He enjoys crafting her into a suitable toy for his amusement.

He would have typically discarded her with no hesitation for her weakness, but her presence stirs something within him, so he lets her be.

Nothing else gets blood rushing to his cock when she's on the ground, exhausted from their sparing, her beautiful, delicate clothes are ripped apart because of his Masamune (fun fact: he does have the longest Masamune out of the Sephs)

Despite the coolness he exudes, the darling desires to be seen as a worthy challenger and to gain his affections.

When the darling is pregnant, It seems as if he has minimal interest in her.

Sometimes he reminds her to relax if he were to pass her in the hall.

And of course, he doesn't fight her at all when she's pregnant, keeping a watchful but distant eye on her.

He and the darling don't have sex, instead their sparring sessions is full of sexual undertones and dangerous energies. As the most powerful of the Sephiroths (with only Dissidia rivaling him), he relishes knowing that he holds' the darling's life in his hands in each confrontation. Not much can the other Sephs until they become stronger to rival him.

The darling's pregnancies stirs up powerful emotions in the Sephiroths, leaving them in constant whirlwinds. I've also written about the occasional times when the Sephiroths share the darling for those who are curious/interested.

If there's any questions or further discussions of the Sephiroth's behavior in this prompt, don't be scared to shoot an ask!

[misshoneyimhome]

I’ll keep on hoping, we’ll eat cake by the ocean | William Nylander

Summary: William refuses to use sunscreen, and then has to suffer the consequences

Tags: whiny!william; established relationship; vacation;

Warnings: flirty/naughty!william;

A/n: so, just something inspired by the recent family vacation photos of William; smutty part two maybe? 🤔

*

"Baby, don't forget to apply sunscreen," you called out from the bathroom as you prepared for a day at the beach with William.

"I don't need that," he confidently replied from the hotel room.

You sighed, knowing him well enough not to continue this argument; he could be quite stubborn.

"We both know you'll need it," you mumbled to yourself as you applied sunscreen to your skin.

William had invited you to join his trip to Southern France with his family. You had been dating for almost a year, so he thought it was time for you to partake in their family travel traditions.

Naturally, you eagerly accepted, as spending time with your boyfriend was a top priority during the off-season. Of course, the prospect of seeing William shirtless most of the time didn't hurt either.

After finishing with the sunscreen and putting on your bikini, you joined William, who was casually lounging on the bed in his swim trunks, scrolling absentmindedly through his phone. Only when you walked in wearing just your bikini did his eyes leave the screen.

"Mm, baby," he smirked as he sat up. "We could also just stay in here," he offered with a cheeky wink.

"Darling, your family is in the room next door," you chuckled, as William moved closer and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling you between his legs. His hands quickly found your bum and gave it a playful squeeze.

"So?" he devilishly asked as he placed soft kisses on your tummy.

"Babe, we need to leave – they're probably already waiting for us," you smiled, almost giggling as he continued his kissing a little further down.

"I can be quick," he playfully suggested, toying with the hem of your bikini bottoms.

"William, we need to go," you announced with a soft yet firm tone.

William pouted and let out a sigh. He knew you were right, and he relented.

You changed into your beach clothes and sunglasses before signaling that you were ready to go.

"I just need a minute," William said, with a slight soft smirk, and you couldn't help but chuckle.

"Yeah, we wouldn't want your family to know about what sorts of naughty thoughts you have," you offered him a wink.

*

The day at the beach was truly splendid. The sun beamed down from a clear, azure sky, casting a warm glow over the golden sands. You and William, along with the rest of the family, set up your spot under a colourful beach umbrella. The rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the shore provided a soothing backdrop to the day's activities.

As you settled onto your beach towels, you could feel the sun's gentle embrace on your skin. It was the kind of day that begged for relaxation and enjoyment. William and his younger brother, Alex, couldn't resist the lure of the beach and decided to start a game of beach volleyball. Their laughter and shouts of competition filled the air.

The sisters, no less enthusiastic, occasionally joined in the game, displaying impressive skills for a fun family match. You also participated in a few rounds, showcasing your own prowess, but as the sun's warmth continued to envelop you, you decided it was time to take a break and indulge in the simple pleasure of basking in the sun.

You reclined on your beach towel, the soft grains of sand moulding to your body as you closed your eyes and let the gentle caress of the sun soothe your senses. The distant call of seagulls and the rustle of palm trees in the breeze completed the idyllic scene.

From time to time, you'd hear cheers and playful banter from the ongoing volleyball match. William's enthusiasm was contagious, and you couldn't help but smile as you listened to him having fun with his family.

In the evening, you all left the beach, sand between your toes, and headed to a nearby restaurant for dinner. The time spent with William's family was heartwarming and filled with affection. Their genuine acceptance and warmth toward you made you feel like a true part of their family.

William was overjoyed that you fit in so effortlessly. His family meant the world to him, and seeing you like this with them only made him love you even more.

**

However, as the night wore on and you returned to your hotel room, William couldn't help but groan.

His skin was painful.

And you couldn't suppress a smile when you both realised just how sunburned he was. It wasn't a severe burn, but he was slightly red, and he winced as he removed his shirt and lay down on the bed.

"I'd say I told you so, but I think you already got the message," you chuckled, and William gave you an exasperated look.

"Not funny, baby, it actually hurts," he simply replied.

"Well, maybe it wouldn't hurt if you had put on sunscreen," you smiled, joining him on the bed.

"Don't laugh! Your man is in pain here," he whined, and you just kept on smiling, lightly shaking your head.

How can this man be so foolish, yet so charming and adorable?

"You're an idiot, you know that, right?" You chuckled.

"Maybe…," he smirked. "But I'm your idiot," he said, looking up at you with his deep, ocean-blue eyes, his charm radiating.

"Yes, you are," you said, leaning in to give him a soft kiss.

He returned your kiss, and slowly it grew a little more intense before he pulled back.

"You know," he smirked. "There's something you can do to make me feel a lot better," he said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"No," you laughed. "No no no."

"What! Why not?"

"Well, first of all, your family is still in the next room, and we wouldn't want them to hear you," you chuckled. "Second of all," you added. "I don't have to make you feel better because you were too foolish to put on sunscreen."

William let out an exaggerated sigh, but his eyes twinkled with amusement. "I guess so. Just can’t help but getting turned on when you look like you do in a bikini," he replied, reaching out to pull you closer for a comforting cuddle.

“Hm, let’s see how you feel tomorrow; then you can show me just how turned on you can get,” you offered him a playful wink.

As you snuggled together, you couldn't help but feel grateful for this day at the beach, despite the sunburn mishap. It was moments like these that made your relationship with William so special – the laughter, the teasing, and the genuine affection you shared. And as you both drifted off to sleep, you knew that tomorrow would bring new adventures and more cherished memories with the man you loved.

[beefrobeefcal]

Hear me out……..just like, Dave York putting on weight cause he’s a dad and he starts just like, trying so so hard to eat better and work out but you can not help but pull him into the bedroom and call him out on his shit and just worship that belly. Only to realize…..his body actually turns him on. The changes and the belly and he’s kinda in love with it just wicked EMBARASSED and you have to convince him otherwise.

To Nonnie, Love Beefro

You bad for this, Nonnie... That tiny ass waist carrying a belly in a dress shirt????

fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck 🫠🥵😭🥩👌

What-a-man-what-a-man-what-a-mighty-good-man regards,

Beefro 👌🥩💜

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Beefro Proudly Presents:

a Chubby!Dave York one shot

Dave York & Kitten: Caught Red-Handed

Pairing: Dave York x Fem!Reader (Kitten)

Summary: Dave gets caught.

Rating: Explicit 18+ (MDNI)

Word Count: 1,592

Content Warning: Smutty smutty smut smut, swearing, snack cake eating, belly stuffing, blow jobs, denied orgasm, naughty Kitten business

Author's Notes: If you want answers, ask @neverwheremoonchild ... they're chubby subby Joel woke a beast in your Beefro and I have no ragrats! NONE!

TA DA! NOT PROOFED.

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You’d watched Dave try to curb his sweet tooth, but every evening, without fail, you’d catch him in the pantry getting into the snacks and cookies. Each night, he’d flop into bed, belly full and gurgling, and each morning he’d struggle again with his dress shirts and slacks, trying to make them fit.

While you enjoyed the site, you didn’t like how it seemed to upset him. Neither of you spoke about the extra bit of him poking out over his waistbands, pulling his buttons tighter it seemed each day, highlighting his small waist and complimenting his broad shoulders. But you could see the frustration written on his stoic face, and you hid your disappointment when he announced he was going back to the gym and stopped his late-night pantry visits.

One evening a few weeks later, he returned home from what you thought was a gym class. He didn’t have the standard flush he normally carried post-work out and you noted that his belly looked fuller. When he saw you sitting on the couch, he smiled at you sheepishly.

“Hey, baby. Uh… girls in bed?”, he asked, his voice giving way to the truth.

You stood up and walked over to him, planting a kiss on his lips and smiling. “Yeah… they are.”

“You didn’t make it to your work out, did you, Dave? Where’d you go instead?”, you asked, head cocked to the side. This was new territory for both of you. Dave was the dominant one on your relationship, but he had the overwhelming urge to submit your whims with the position you had him in, but he wouldn’t let that happen.

He didn’t answer. He narrowed his eyes at you and huffed, trying to move around you, but your hands reached out and caressing his belly, pushing into it and he grunted. He felt full and his belly felt heavy.

“What you got in here, Dave?”, you asked looking into his eyes, tone firm and your eyebrow raised. Your hands still holding his stomach.

His face went red and clenched his jaw. “Watch it, kitten.”

His response gave you the encouragement to push this – whatever this was – further.

“I asked you a question, David.”, you commanded, using the tone he’d used on you so many times, it became his calling card in your bedroom. “You not going to answer me?”

“Don’t you fucking dare…”, he groaned. Despite his words, his eyes, tone, and body were begging you, pleading with you for more.

“Or what? Huh, David? What are you gonna do?”, you responded, walking him backwards towards the couch.

The back of his calves hit the couch and he stumbled back, sitting with his knees open and you stood between them.

Leaning forward, you put one hand on the back of the couch, the other on his belly, getting your face close to his, keeping eye contact.

“David. What do you have in here?”, you asked, voice demanding and firm, lifting his t-shirt and feeling his skin.

He gripped the wrist of the hand on his stomach and tried to push himself up, but you held him firm with your other hand, pushing him into the couch.

“Bet you fucking like being full… have you even gone to any of your work outs, David?”, you sneered at him, shaking your head.

“Knock it off, kitten?”, he said in a low growl.

“You know it’s my job to keep you so well fed… trying to tell me something?”

His eyes snapped to yours and it suddenly clicked for him. “You… you like this?”, he asked, his hand moving on top of yours.

“Fuck, David… you look so good when you’re well fed.”, you crooned, pressing your hand down on the top part of his belly. “But you could be fuller.”

He glared at you, snarling, “You better be joking, kitten.”

 You paused. You raised an eyebrow, goading him into using your safe word if he really didn’t want this. He raised an eyebrow back you, challenging you. You smiled sweetly to him, walking to the pantry and retrieving an assortment of things.

“Gonna be a good boy?”, you asked in a saccharine sweet voice with a hint of venom.

“You’re really asking for it, kitten.”, he growled, but he didn’t move from the couch.

You unwrapped a snack cake and held it out to him, but he sat there, glaring at you with a menacing grin, not moving. You moved to stand between his legs and dropped your knee right at the crux of his thighs, nudging his crotch.

“Open.”, you commanded.

He went to protest, but you were quick and shoved the whole thing into his mouth.

“Spit it out and you don’t get to fuck me for a week. Eat it, David.”, you snapped at him.

He huffed and obediently chewed the confection and swallowed it.

“How many more do you think you could fit in here?”, you asked, tone again sweet, hand patting his belly.

“What? You gonna feed me to find out?”, he spat back.

“Watch your tone with me, David.”, you said, looking at the next snack cake as you unwrapped it.

“No, I think you need to be put back in your – “

You shoved another cake in his mouth and watched with a smile as he chewed it down, your hand snaking down the front of his shorts, feeling his heavy cock firming rapidly in your hand.

*****

“You gonna finish that cake, David?”, you cooed, your hands rubbing his thighs, his hard cock an inch away from your lips.

“Kitten… no more playing… get that pretty mouth of yours back on my dick and I’ll think about ignoring your fucking attitude tonight.”, he grunted in heavy breaths.

“Eat your cake, David. Not going to tell you again.”

He clenched his jaw again, knowing he was losing his resolve; watching you take control over him and force his belly to the limit had him losing his mind, and he wanted more.

You eyed him, eyebrows raised and nodded at the box of snack cakes next to him. He huffed, shaking his head. “Kitten, you need to remember who you’re ta – don’t you dare!”

You smiled deviously as you unwrapped another two cakes, squishing them together, and held them out to him. When he didn’t move, you gripped his cock with your other hand and began to pump him. When he opened his mouth to groan, you shoved the cakes into it.

*****

All of the snack cakes and several glasses of milk later, Dave was full. His swollen middle was popping out from under his shirt, his shorts pulled down around his ankles.

“Come on please, kitten…”, he begged as he panted, his legs were shaking, and his hands were reaching out to you. You were on your knees, a string of saliva connecting your mouth to his hard, twitching cock, after edging him several times over.

“I’ll be good… please let me come… please… kitten…”

“This is a good look for you, David. Fat and begging…”, you cooed then licked a stripe up his bloated tummy. He let out a strangled noise and his cock twitched again, precum leaking from the tip.

“Fucking Please!”, he yelled in a whine, a sheen of sweat on his brow.

“Please what, David?”, you cooed again, tonguing his belly button.

“Please, let me come… I’ll fucking take whatever you give me… hands, mouth… I don’t care… need you, baby… please, kitten…”

Smiling at your victory, you now didn’t care what kind of retribution he had in store for you. You pulled his tip into your mouth and sucked hard, swirling your tongue around it. He let out a pained yelp, his hands going to your hair, holding your head where it was. He wasn’t going to let you off him this time.

You took his length down your throat and swallowed. Despite his full stomach, his hips still involuntarily bucked, casing you to gag. Your eyes began to water, and his whines grew louder as he moved your head up and down, making you fuck him with your mouth.

You could tell from his strangled noises and his stuttering movements that he was close. You braced your hands on couch, either side of his hips, and let him use your mouth as he needed. The grip he had on your hair tightened as he came down your throat, but you needed to breathe, and you pulled yourself back. His cock shot ribbons of come over his belly as he panted and whined.

He tried slowing his breathing. He watched you from under heavy lids and smiled as you wiped your mouth and your eyes.

You looked back at him and gave him a warm smile. He returned one in kind and held his hand out to you, beckoning to join him on the couch. Grabbing a facial tissue, you snuggled up next to him and began to wipe his spend off his stomach.

“Really, though, Dave… what did you do instead of going to the gym?”, you asked, cleaning off his belly.

He laughed as he pulled your head towards him, pressing a kiss into your hair. “Well… I really was on my way there, but I got side tracked at the Ponderosa Steakhouse.”

“Uh-huh.”, you smiled. “Side tracked, huh? Ponderosa is in the opposite direction of your gym… so unless you took the long way around…”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, you caught me red-handed, kitten.”, he smiled, pulling you against him in his strong arms.

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[i-m-a-leaf-on-the-wind]

hello! i am here to kindly ask you for some recommendations of the dirtiest or kinkiest milex fanfics ever, please 😊

Oh Hello 😏 Some smutty fics : - Born to Blow Your Mind - SilverStuff50 [Alex has been annoyingly nice over the last three weeks, and Miles has to force the situation in order to carry out his carefully constructed plan. Or, Miles forces Alex to be naughty just so he can punish him. Smut ensues.]

-Been Away too Long to be Afraid - Stereobone (@stereobone) 📍restricted access!!! [Miles goes to visit Alex in Los Angeles to get his mind off his recent breakup. It works far better than expected.]

-Moonage Daydream - ReconciledViolence (@reconciledviolence729) [As a last-minute Halloween party leaves Alex scrambling for a costume, a trip to a mom-and-pop costume shop provides for some very unique opportunities for dress up. Miles finds himself at the mercy of Alex’s mercurial whims as he tries on outfit after outfit. But will Alex ever find that perfectly clever costume? And will Miles manage to keep himself from falling completely to bits? Or: Alex is skilled at the art of tormenting Miles, and Miles loves it. Also: Will they ever even make it to the party?]

-Knee Deep - Justsomehobbit [“All aboard the Kane train...” His eyes drooped in a way that a sober mans wouldn’t, and hair tickled his upper brow where it had yet to mat against his glistening forehead. The deep rumble of bass reverberated up his legs and into his chest where it fought the tempo of his heart beat, slow thumps pulsing in his ears. “All aboard...the Kane train.”]

-How Deep - Syntheticpalindromes 📍restricted access!!! [The drive to pick Alex up from LAX is decidedly fast. Miles is aware he’s probably going far too fast down the highway, but he can’t help it. It’s the middle of the night, the best time for a renowned rock star to arrive at LAX to avoid too many photos, and there’s no one on the roads much. His hands twist on the steering wheel as he parks and power walks to the arrivals lounge, insides buzzing and warm. Very much embarrassing if he were to voice it but, it’s hard going without Alex for more than a few weeks. And the space between November and the New Year when neither of them really see each other, is practically hell.]

-(In C for Two Virgins) - Syntheticpalindromes 📍restricted access!!! [He drifted into the kitchen after that, now a little afraid to look at Miles as he passed the living room. How did one go about shagging their best mate for the first time without there being some sort of small talk or awkwardness beforehand? Well, he assumed it was alright for people that weren’t him, but his brain stuttered and hiccuped on the best of days, let alone when trying to work out how to approach the situation of sleeping with a man he’d probably been in love with for years.]

-Telephone Line - GasDancer (@gasdancer) [After a tumultuous year between them, Alex travels back to LA while Miles is touring across Europe. One night, after a few drinks, Alex decides to make a bold move.]

-Why Won't You Wear Your New Trench Coat? - GasDancer (@gasdancer) [''His dread is not comforted the least bit when Alex barrels through the door, barely making eye contact and not even muttering a "hello". This is it, Miles thinks as he closes the door, terror seizing him up like a fist. He's come to end it once and for all. There was no recovery, not really, and the past week was just a blip on a very dark radar. It's only as he starts coming to terms with his fate, eyes raking Alex's body up and down to commit him to memory, that he realises Alex's calves are bare under the thick, black trench coat.'']

-Bring Your Love Baby, I Could Bring My Shame - GasDancer (@gasdancer) [This here, though, Miles' commanding gaze, and Alex's nearly full surrender to it, is reserved for very specific moments, when they're electrified and pumped from a gig, and they've gone past the point of sobriety. Alex is not sober.]

-Joie de Vivre & The Boy with the Thorn in His Side - GasDancer (@gasdancer) Two parts from the Young Volcanoes serie

-Save It for the Morning After - England_is_Mine (@england-is-mine) [Miles returns after weeks on the road, leaving a sleepy and aroused Alex waiting for him.]

-Blame It On the Summertime - Elorianna (@elorianna) [Alex and Miles are touring with their second album during what feels like an endless summer. The release of the record has brought them to a new place in their relationship, and Alex is keen to enjoy every moment of their time together for all that it’s worth…]

-Little Mister Sweet Dreams - IDontGiveA [To him, Miles was what dreams consisted of.]

-Color Me In - / [And the very moment when Alex admitted that he loved Miles back.]

-Vertigo - / [“We don’t have to, you know. I was just telling you me fantasies, Al. You can forget about it.” Miles cut him off and went back to loudly chewing those chocolate flakes. Alex probably shouldn’t find it adorable, but he did. That might have just proved he was equally weird. He admitted suddenly. “I can’t.” Miles frowned at him and Alex continued. “I keep…thinking about what you said.”]

-Boy's Behavior - / [By the end of that, Alex was definitely tired.]

-What Goes Around, Comes Around - Horrormoviesshoes (@horrormoviesshoes) [The story behind The Last Shadow Puppet's Coachella backstage photo.]

-Cupcakes On a Rainy Day - Sickpuppyinexile [Miles is busy with cupcakes but Alex has something else in mind]

-Soft Sighs - Tightredpants (@tightredpants) [An intimate moment.]

-Stop Making the Eyes at Me - Alexturne (@alexturne) [He turned to look at Alex, took off his sunglasses and tucked them into the quite unbuttoned neck of his shirt. His eyes roamed over Alex rather shamelessly, slowly looking him up and down as an appreciative smirk formed on his lips, and Alex suddenly felt hot all over. Or: Alex gets stuck inside an elevator with a hot stranger and a bottle of whiskey and they need to find a way to pass the time.]

-You're so Pretty and I'm so Shy - Alexturne (@alexturne) [“Fine, if you’re so shy then why don’t you write him a note? Like in the films, write your number on a slip of paper, give it to him or slip it into his pocket or summat.” “That might work!” “I was kidding Alex!”]

[lilmissnatcat24]

lilmissnatcat24's FIC MASTERPOST!!!!

Woohoo! Everything I've written and posted on my ao3!

For my blog, click here

Series: Out of Eden

Shakarian detective AU, the events of the Mass Effect trilogy if Shepard was not on Eden Prime.

Turn Left (completed)

The events of Mass Effect 1, 250k words

Electric Sheep (ongoing)

The events of Mass Effect 2.

Long Fics

The Machiavelli Project (completed)

After the events of the Arrival DLC, before ME3. Shepard responds to an SOS signal from a mine on an asteroid, and discovers a crooked corporation that must be stopped. 121,000 words

bound (ongoing, updates irregularly)

Regency au fic, fake marriage, every delicious morsel of the hand flexing scene from pride and prejudice (2005).

One-shots (they're all smutty)

Sweet Like Cherry Wine

Shepard and Garrus pre-Omega-4 Relay. 14,000 words

Commander Shepard, Garrus Vakarian, and the Pussy Pounder Ribbed Dildo (For Her Pleasure) 3000

Garrus finds out Shepard buys a turian dildo by accident, and insists he has to be there when she breaks it in. 8,000 words

Brat

ME1 shore leave turns naughty when Garrus and Shepard are forced to hide in a storage closet. 4,000 words

Kneel

Garrus Vakarian whimpers! That's it, that's the plot. 3,000 words.

when we fuck the heels stay ON

Turians evidently think that humans in heels are really hot. Garrus thinks Shepard is really hot. Smut and naughtiness ensues. 3,000 words.

dangerous waters

accidental communal bathing turns into an anatomy lesson, which turns into something much spicier. 7,000 words

all tied up

shakarian sex pollen fic. self indulgent to the max. 6,000 words.

casual (really, honestly, truly casual)

friends to lovers have the most casual sex of all time, with absolutely no feelings or pining or declarations of love whatsoever. 10,000 words

Short Stories (equally as smutty)

Control

(Shrios) Assassin AU. While stealing targets from each other, Shepard and Thane blur the lines between rivals and lovers. 12k words.

[my-maehem]

Ok 😅sorry . It's my fault . So rarely used word the taboo , i wrote wrongly . So , the Hogwarts Legacy now lot artists favorite now , painters/writers and i love it . Im reading a lot on AO3 and i dont understand why they why missing from every fanfiction the the "consequence of free love" . Realist , i know but would be huge turn in one story . Only Tamayula drawed Sebastian and Ominis as fathers . One guy shocked on me bec "they're minors" as he said.....yeah 😄they are who's kills , they do threesome or just traditionally (with MC) . They already wrote alrernative universes , same way they do everything...and there is the unspoken baby shield . The MC is a strong wich , only she can use anchient magic . Sebastian and Ominis too camed from strong / talented family . Their child could be more special , stronger bloodline . With the pregnancy whould came the interesting questions : Which one the father , when , how she'll hide from everyone in the 6th year, with illusion charm ? So thatswhy i asked ,why taboo the pregnancy subject for every artist if the "very detailed lovemaking" not shame ? 🥲

I never knew I couldn’t put community label on a ask… so… Warning: NSFW (talking smutty stuff)

You are perfectly fine! Thank you for more context, I think I understand your question more clearly now and oh boy— this is gonna be a long response

Now I wanna point out that I haven’t really read any actual full blown fanfics, at least ones that include underage smut as you’ve mentioned. The closet I’ve ever gotten was one shots and that’s it. I’m not a fanfic writer myself, I’ve only written some random head canons.

BUT! I have drawn somewhat naughty things, although not as smutty as what I’ve seen other artists do 👀 I do have a couple of… some… I guess you could call “teasing” artworks and I will do more but anyways that’s besides the point—

What I get from your ask is: Why don’t artists ever talk about the consequences after these smutty scenes? (Please correct me if I’m wrong)

Which is a fair question! You know if we are talking canon, this is late 1800’s we are talking about. They didn’t have a plan B or a healthy way to abort a pregnancy. But also there is the factor that there’s only a CHANCE you get pregnant. Now unless they’ve written in there fic like 6 smut scenes then yeah— it is a bit unrealistic unless the character is someone who actually can’t conceive any children (which would be so sad and angsty ngl)

Back then having intercourse before marriage was considered a sin, they believed that sex was gate kept by married people only. So… why not have one of the boys ask MC to marry her? Well you see… back then it was very common for young women and in this case girls to marry… but the man had to be 21 or older legally if they wanted to marry someone younger. So the boys can’t marry MC while they’re still in school.

Now, back to the question. Why don’t artists talk about the pregnancy? The truth is, it would probably impact the story in a negative way. Meaning that if MC has a child at 16, then she basically has a ball and chain on her ankle because she was seen as a widow (and many other words) which was seen as a HUGE red flag to others way back then. And the boys can’t do anything about her reputation… they basically just ruined it by making her pregnant before marriage.

““No sex before marriage!””

The thing is that back then it was taboo to talk about pregnancy and even sex for that matter. Specially when they’re young and not married. Those conversations were reserved for when they want to procreate.

Personally for me, I don’t think MC should be having a sex life at the age of 15 or 16. I mean don’t get me wrong, it can STILL happen, just because it wasn’t excepted back then doesn’t mean it never happened. I just don’t think teen mom really fits well with MC (or at least mine). Plus babies, although are cute, can be a huge pain in the ass while you are studying at Hogwarts while beating up poachers and killing trolls with the imperius curse

Now I do over analyze things you can thank my AP teach in hs for that. And this is only an opinion with a hint of research I did. You do not have to agree with me. As an artist I’m not ready to make that kind of content and this is just my way of thinking. I don’t speak for other artists, so if you want to write underage smut, and even a teen mom MC you do you! Don’t let my words dictate what’s right or wrong because in reality of it all, there is no right or wrong.

There can be other factors like:

Artists not feeling comfortable writing about pregnancy

Just wanting to write smut because they can

There might be hidden context that the artist is keeping secret until the right moment

They are literally writing in a AU where pregnancy can be avoided (modern AU for example)

We are talking about an AU where there are witches and wizards, there could easily be something that could prevent a pregnancy if you just make a HC

But I think it just all comes down to artists comfort level. I mean I’m comfortable with adults having kids because it makes sense… but at 15??? Unless they were married which is was very common for young females in the Victorian era, I don’t think MC having a child while still in school would be realistic in that time period. Honestly women going to school is unrealistic too but this is a different AU… things aren’t going to be realistic.

Just some random research I did because I love analyzing things: (this is based off of England)

A woman can get married at a very young age… BUT— the man has to be 21 or older if he wants to marry someone under the age of 21. Because in England of 1823, it was legal for a man and women to marry at the age of 21. Although it seems after 23 men could easily marry a female from 12 and up without parents consent (I know, sickening)

In the Victorian era, although it was common to see young women with older men, the average age a women would have a child is around the age 21-23

Females who got pregnant in their teens were actually punished for their “sins” and were actually forced to put their child up for adoption in some cases

It wasn’t common for people to have premarital sex until 1920

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Darla and Spike, the rarest pair in the polycule. The wonderfully caustic blondes. I think this might be one of the rarest non-crack pairs in the fandom, honestly, though they lived together for at least 20 years. We might not see them interact much with each other on-screen but we know they absolutely DID away from our view. There's so much room to fill in there in that negative space, and with two characters who have such compelling forces of personality.

Here's some of my favourites from what exists.

Warning: Some of these fics are hosted on old archives, warnings may be absent or non-exhaustive. They may contain, amongst other things, noncon and torture and oodles of murders. If you want detailed or specific warnings for a fic, please DM me or ask in the notes.

Sinews of the Heart by icemink - After Angel refuses to turn Darla, she goes looking for another member of her family to save her from the illness that is killing her. Gorgeous. Beautiful characterisation. I would happily read 5 million words more of this if it existed. Rating: Explicit, Era: A:tS Season 2/BtVS Season 5 Fearful Symmetry by icemink - Oh hey more DOES exist. This is the continuation of Sinews of the Heart. Sadly it seems to be a perma-WiP at 15 chapters, but it's still very worth reading. While Sinews is pure Spike/Darla, this one's working towards a Spike/Darla/Angel pairing. Rating: Explicit, Era: A:tS Season 2, Incomplete Lessons on a Ledge by icemink - A fun little smutty romp. Spike's troublemaking leaves Darla and him stranded, however will they pass the time? Rating: Explicit, Era: 1880

Family Reunion by Glassdarkly - Darla was afraid that without a soul she wouldn't be able to love her son. What if she was wrong? Or right, depending on your perspective. I'm beginning to think I'm unable to do a rec list without at least one Glassdarkly fic. Family Reunion is brutal, dark, and enthralling. When this author warns you it's one of their darkfics, you better listen to them, they're a master of the craft, it's a horror tale that will stab you in the gut then twist the blade. The location setting in this tale is one of my absolute favourites, it's so perfectly detailed you feel present there with every sense, it's as much a character as any of the humans or demons. Rating: Explicit, Era: 2007 (mostly) Paternity Suit by Glassdarkly - Did I at least one? Make that a few. This one sees Darla tracking Spike down after The Gift/Heartthrob with a task in mind and hoo boy does it hit right in the soft places. Darla at her ruthlessly cunning bestworst, and Spike at his broken apart inside crumpled up bestworst. Rating: Mature, Era: AU Post-BtVS Season 5 Brief Encounter by Glassdarkly - At a time of change and a final parting of the ways, a long-kept family secret comes to light. A post-war piece that, among other things, answers why Spike was so suspicious of Angel in School Hard in contrast to their time on the submarine. Vividly evocative descriptions and atmosphere as always, fantastic historical detail too. Rating: Mature, Era: 1947

Revenge by DeborahMM - Darla grows tired of Angelus's attentions to Drusilla and decides to take her revenge. Exquisitely naughty and a bit bloody. Rating: Explicit, Era: 1880 or 1881

Giving Him The Moon by Peasant - Okay so this is actually a Fanged Four piece, and the primary ships in it are Angelus/Spike and probably Darla/Angelus, but damn if it doesn't have some of my absolute favourite Darla and fledgling Spike interactions, and it's a lovely take on Darla in particular. It's Spike being forced to learn Fyarl and a nice take on the frustrations of struggling to learn a new language. Rating: Explicit, Era: 1887

Triangles Are Falling by lillianmorgan - A delicious messed up encounter between punk Spike and Farrah-hair Darla that has some gorgeous character voices and a sneaky lil sting in the tail. Rating: Explicit, Era: 1977 Entertainment and Spectacle by lillianmorgan - A double drabble. What Darla sees in William, and what William sees in Darla. There's something so vividly intense about the dynamic Lillian crafts between these two. Rating: Teen+, Era: Victorian Cracking the Code by lillianmorgan - A lovely little moment on the way to the theatre. The language here is just a delight, derring-do indeed! Rating: Teen+, Era: Victorian Raging Against the Dying Light by lillianmorgan - Ah, poor dumb Spike all hopped up and out of his head on Slayer blood and on his most gloriously dumb shit vs Darla at one of her worst moments bound up in loss. Rating: Mature, Era: 1900

Cold Comfort by ash_carpenter - Spike recognises that he and Darla are alike in envy and the craving of attention/affection from the other two, and gives her a little comfort or something akin to it. Bittersweet and beautiful. Rating: Mature, Era: Victorian

Idle Threats Does Not A Greatgrandsire Make by FemailoftheSpecies - Just working something out. Conflict resolution. A lil bit of brutal fun. Rating: Explicit, Era: Victorian Creative Differences by FemailoftheSpecies - William and Darla don't see eye to eye. Darla and Angelus, but it's all about William. A funny lil ficlet, with poetry. Of a sort. Rating: Mature (after a fashion), Era: Victorian

Waiting Room by loraineee - A liminal encounter. Just a conversation in the space between. Brief yet intriguing. Rating: Teen+, Era: Post-B:tVS Season 7, Pre-A:tS Season 5

Decadent by Kate Bolin - Darla deserves worship. Spike is barely worthy. A gorgeous fragment of reverence. Ecstasy and agony. Rating: Mature, Era: Unclear

Static by Foxinator - Another between-seasons piece in the summer following Season 5 of BtVS. Darla's looking for Dru to get some insight into what's happening to her body, but she runs into a grieving Spike instead. Just a moment, a conversation, but it captures the characters at a time so strange and pivotal for each of them. Rating: G, Era: Post-BtVS Season 5, Pre-BtVS Season 6

The Queen by aliceinsunnydale - The Illustrated A to Z Guide of Sex Positions for Women explains The Queen as: Get your subject to kneel at your feet and don't give them permission to rise until they've earned either a knighthood or your royal approval to stay for the night. A delicious pwp in a tailor's shop. Rating: Explicit, Era: Victorian

Sitting Together, Simply Observing by aliceinsunnydale - 'More often than not, when in court, Darla and Spike could be found sitting together, simply observing.' A quiet moment of bonding, quite sweet. Rating: G, Era: Victorian Spike/Darla - Five Times Kissed by aliceinsunnydale - Just as the title says. A nice series of snapshots mapping the changing ways the two see each other. Rating: Mature, Era: Pre-Series (Victorian through 1970s)

Home Sweet Home by Rebcake - When Spike is introduced in School Hard, it's clear he's been in Sunnydale before. Rebcake is a master of drabbles, and this is no exception. Rating: Teen+, Era: 1950s

Lessons from the Lady of the House by joycometh - Darla gives William a sorely needed education in a certain subject. Both delightful and amusing. Poor clueless Will or, rather, poor Drusilla. Rating: Explicit, Era: 1880

A Brighter Shade of Darkness by brutti ma buoni - Spike can learn a lot from Darla. He doesn't always enjoy it. A rather illuminating lil ficlet. Rating: Teen+, Era: 1893

Bloody Unnatural by snickfic - A missing scene, a moment of connection. Warm and caring and quite lovely, in a bittersweet way. Rating: Teen+, Era: BtVS Season 6 A Right Sorry Couple of Vamps by snickfic - Alive and human again, all Darla wants is the brief illusion of freedom, and maybe a beer. Naturally, she's just thrilled when she finds Spike, too...Another one that's quite sweet and caring, in an odd way. Rating: Teen+, Era: AtS Season 2

I'm Not Supposed To Be Like This by spuffyduds - Another missing scene in the summer of Buffy's death and Darla's pregnancy. This one may not be so warm and caring, but dang if it doesn't have some brilliant and funny moments instead. Features the Buffybot, too. Rating: Maure, Era: Post-BtVS Season 5, Pre-BtVS Season 6

The Point by carlyinrome - A neat little drabble. What is the point in William? Rating: Mature, Era: Victorian

Waiting For Alice by thawrecka - He is not afraid. She is not bothered. It is not real. When Spike is dragged over and over to that place, she is there. They cling to each other. Beautiful and bleakly arresting. Rating: Teen+, Era: A:tS Season 5

Vantage Ground by _-SuN-_ - Vivid imagery and lush lyrical language. Darla in the aftermath of her loss, spiralling, as she travels with the two children of the family. Rating: Mature, Era: Victorian

Adult Education by Vampire_Penguin - Darla teaches both her boys a lesson. Darla/Spike with Angelus kinda in the mix or, at least, very much adjacent. Wantonly wicked in the best kind of way. Rating: Mature (pushing Explicit), Era: Victorian

Darla: The Series by dessert_first - Okay but what if Angel Investigations but it was Darla's show instead of Angels, post-NFA instead of an AU, key roles gender-flipped, and yer dead favourites got screen time. Sadly this is a WiP last updated in 2005, but it's worth a read for some awesome moments and a brilliant set-up. Mostly ensemble with a lil Sparla in there. Rating: Explicit (in ch5), Era: Post-A:tS Season 5

[neapeaikea]

I wrote some Bucktommy daddy!kink. At first I was hesitant to write daddy!kink then a scene came to me and I was inspired, and what the heck, writing daddy!kink for this pairing has already got to be some sort of rite of passage.

As I was writing it I remembered I did a whole poly-daddy-hockey-rpf series ages ago (no really, I'd forgotten about that!) and was like "I've got this, let's make it as smutty as possible".

I honestly think in canon it was just a joke and we shouldn't get too caught up in them having wild daddy!sex all the time, but otoh they're two adult men so they're probably getting dirty with each other at every possible moment. In a healthy, mature manner, of course.

Might be a little smutty and dirty for some, but I like it, so. And it's me so there are feelings and personal intimacy as well.

On AO3, the summary might be the actual worst I've ever come up with, but like, what's there to say other than Buck's a naughty boy who wants to have sex with his Daddy? It's so cringey but there's literally nothing else, no plot, no action, no buildup. It's just sex. So. The title too, jeesh so bad. But fuck it, you know?

Hope you like!