#tw.abduction

[readerinsertz]

(Age 25) Hi! Can you write something smutty for America with cockwarming, praise kink and body worship?

A/N: I put these two together, hope you like it!!

Rating: Explicit, MDNI

Word Count: 1.7K

Warning: 18+ content, MDNI, afab!reader, fem!reader, nudes, pet play, kitten and puppy!reader, daddy dom, gas lighting, piss kink, humiliation, domesticity kink, misogyny kink, dark kinks, free use, role play, CNC: kidnapping, minor stalking, aftercare, cockwarming , not proof read

Doesn’t have the patience to take polaroids of you but if you give him some he’ll have them in his wallet and will get a clear phone case just to put on in there as well. Also has a nude/sexy photo of you as his lockscreen/home screen- probably had you blowing him before you changed it

Daddy dom but not in a soft way- makes you drink loads of water because “good girls like you need to be hydrated, what would a dummy like you do without her daddy?” and then sit you on his lap, won’t let you up when you start squirming and needing to go. “You’re just a stupid babygirl, daddy knows what’s best for you, you don't need to go potty just yet.” presses against your bladder until you piss yourself over him.

Also pet play like this especially if you’re a puppy girl. One day 2+2=4 the next day 2+2=5 “silly doggy, there’s a reason why i go out and work to buy you your toys whilst you just sit there and swallow daddy’s cock” calls you “puppy” and has multiple collars for you ranging from your name, “Al’s bitch” to “puppy” or “cum dump”. Throws a ball and makes you fetch it. Also uses his foot to nudge you onto your back to give your tummy scritches. You’re so eager to please in puppy space that he lets you ride him on the sofa, mouth switching from sucking hickeys on your neck to sucking on your tits. Just dumbification when you’re in puppy space.

If you’re in kitten space i think he’ll adore you and pamper the fuck out of you. Cats don’t give their love easily so Al will spoil you until you give him love. Lets you up on the sofa, fetches stuff for you. Cockwarming is normally done to tease you or in aftercare to feel closer to you but when you’re in kitty space, you just bat at his crotch and he’ll let you sink down on him. Probably wraps one arm around your waist to stop you from moving and prepares you with the other hand. “Nuh uh, kitty, need to stretch that pretty hole of yours. My cock is too big for you to take without prep. Now be a good little kitty and sit there while daddy does all the work.”

Also also also: you’re a dumb ditzy puppy girl with the ears and tail and Al also has dog ears and tail but he’s a mean mutt who uses his size and strength to bully you into submission. You’re play-wrestling with him, having fun until Al gets fed up and shoves you onto your back, pushes your knees to your shoulders and then fucks into your wet hole. Flips you onto all fours and continues rutting into you as you cry and scratch the carpet. When he’s done fucking you, it’s finally quiet with the puppy sleeping

Realises that you are perfect and don’t deserve him- you’re so fucking goregous and kind and aren’t tainted like him. Big hands will trace your skin, eyes filled with love and vulnerability as he whispers praise into your ear. Lips dragging over your olive skin, pressing kisses on every inch.

I feel like he has a domesticity kink but it can be soft or dark; soft = coming home to you is something he dreams about. Just having someone waiting for him to come back home. He’s always pulling you into him when he sees you’re still awake in bed waiting for his return. But also like if you doll yourself up like in the 50’s with a dress and apron on, Al wouldn’t even get past the entrance before he’s pushing you to all fours and fucking you. Creating a home with him and feeding your man is all he wants

But also dark “this is where you belong, in the house cooking and cleaning for your man, and gagging on daddy’s dick” if there isn’t a hot plate of food on the table for him and the house clean, he’ll force you over his knees and spank you until you’re crying. House dirty? Makes you clean it in a skimpy maid’s outfit. When you’re bent over doing laundry, he’ll come up and finger you enough to get you wet and then fuck you over the machine. He’ll cum in you, pat your bum in a well done, then walk away whistling as if nothing happened, as if being a free use slut was a normal thing. If you crawl to him, his cum dripping out he may, after making you lick up the mess you made, make you cum. If you’re unable to move after the dicking down he gave you don’t worry cuz he’ll come back in and make sure you cum at least twice- his pride won’t allow him to fuck a woman and not get her off, scene be damned.

Sets out a CNC scene, you walking through a dark parking lot and he abducts you and takes you to his wood cabin in the forest. You wake up naked, a collar around your neck.

You look around, trying to locate where you are in the dark room. It’s cold and a bit musty smelling but that information is forgotten the moment you move your legs and hear a strange noise. Like metal scraping against concrete. You look down to see a chain attached to a cuff around your leg. Tracing the silver loops you find a male holding the other end, sitting on a chair, half in shadow.

“Hello, princess.” He stands up and walks towards you. He’s enormous, six foot and muscular.

“Pluh-please let me go. I…I prom-mise i w-won’t tell anyone,” you beg and plead but it doesn’t deter the man who stalks closer, kneeling on the ratty mattress.

“Let you go? But princess, I spent so long watching you and waiting for the perfect time to snatch you up and make you mine.” His hand traces from the cuff up your leg, hand wrapping around your left knee and yanking your leg open.

“Since the moment I saw you, though you were the prettiest woman I’d ever seen. Couldn’t get you out of my head, couldn’t stop jerking myself to the image of you on your knees, looking up at me,” he murmurs, hand trailing up and down your inner thigh, goosebumps rising where his fingertips touch. A shiver runs down your spine and you can’t stop the cant of your hips, trying desperately to push your cunt closer to his fingers. Your captor chuckles.

“Don’t worry, doll, I’ll give you what you want.” A thick finger sinks into your heat and you wail as his thumb rubs circles over your clit. One hand grips the mattress, the other curling into the white top that your captor was wearing. Another finger slips in and you keen at the stretch, jerking when he crooks his fingers in such a way that they skim your gspot. They spread out in a scissoring motion, stretching your gummy walls before a third finger is added. The stretch is divine and your eyes roll back as you arch your back.

“Hehe, looks like you want this, babydoll, you’re not struggling.” The reminder prompts you to try and wiggle away from him. A shriek leaves your lips when the male grabs the chain and yanks it, your back hitting the mattress as your body is pulled closer to him. His large hands curve around your inner knees and push your thighs to open up a space for him to kneel in. You struggle again but it’s halfhearted at best, you can feel your slick dripping down and you feel too empty.

“Colour?” Al asks, worrying when he sees your actions lose their intensity.

“Green.”

“Gonna let me fuck this pretty pussy? Been thinking about this for so fucking long,” your abductor tells you, hissing when he pulls out his cock and gives it a few pumps, using the precum to make his hand slide smoother. The male guides his dick into your hole, no longer able to tease you, sliding into you until his pelvis is flush with your ass. He gives you a few moments to adjust to the stretch before tentatively withdrawing and thrusting back in. You moan and buck your hips, your captor taking it as a cue to begin fucking you.

The wet slapping sound of skin hitting skin echoes around the small room. The male grabs one of your ankles and pushes your knee to your chest. You scream at the change in angle, his dick now rubbing against your gspot with every thrust. Two fingers press against your clit, drawing figures of eights on it. The intense scene and the pleasure rocking through has you quickly cumming, creaming on the dick inside of you. The dark haired male fucks you through your orgasm, thrusts faltering as he nears his high. With a curse, he pulls out and jerks his cock at the sight of you, freshly fucked and under him pushing him over the edge. His semen lands on you, thick white trickles covering your pussy. You distantly hear the sound of a phone camera but are too blissed out to care.

“Baby, everything okay?” Your boyfriend asks, one hand comfortably stroking your hair whilst the other one digs out the key for the chain and unlocks it. “You did so good, my good girl. Was so amazing, pretty doll. My good girl.” Praise falls from his lips as Al scoops you up with ease and heads to the stairs to the house. Long legs take you to the bathroom, an already prepared bath filled with warm water waiting for you. Al gently places you into the water, pulling back to kick off his clothes and enters the bath, stopping to take off your collar. You whine in protest but let him take it off.

“How you feelin’, baby,” Al asks as he places you to rest on his chest.

“Hmmm, floaty,” you slur. “Wanna be close to you. Wan’ you in me.”

“You sure?” Al asks. You nod, eyes closed. After any scene you always want to be as close as possible to your boyfriend. Al lifts you and lets you sink back down on his dick, letting you cockwarm him as he begins to bathe you.

[ofallthingsnasty]

I hope you had a wonderful new year's eve and some time to relax during the holidays - because for me they're not quite over! Twelvetide is still in full swing and you know what that means: the Wild Hunt is still out and about ? I am always a sucker for getting whisked away by something supernatural… So let's go there for a bit, even if it is a little silly-

tw.abduction, implied noncon, yandere tendencies. just a little food for thought hehe

For me, Twelvetide is one of the spookiest times of the year, especially when it's really cold and snowy. But how about you? Maybe you don't even know about all the traditions surrounding the time between the years - or maybe you think it's all made-up nonsense, maybe you've never believed in it all. I mean, what a weird superstition not to do laundry (or hang up any sort of white fabric) during those days, not to play cards or go out after dark, to basically smoke your whole home with incense day by day by day. You definitely don’t have the time for that, especially when it’s back to work after the holiday trouble settles down again. So you go on with your life, as you usually would. Maybe you spent the holidays on your own, maybe you celebrated them with family- whatever it is, all the holiday cheer always comes to an end eventually and everyday life slowly creeps back up on you, mundane and repetitive. You forget about your nightly walks to clear your head, forget about the loads of laundry you popped into your machine just the night before the 31st, forget about the laughter you’ve had with friends and family. The long nights, the silence even during the day, the howling wind whenever you’re tucked in your bed - all that may be a little unsettling still, but midwinter has passed and slowly and steadily, the sun is coming back and the days get longer again. But there is this uncanny sense of foreboding, of dread, of restlessness - it’s like your body is trying to tell you something yet you just can’t catch it. It feels like you’re being watched, almost, as if something is waiting beyond your well-lit windows at night, quietly observing, quietly planning. You bury that feeling deep within you, chalking it up to the post-holidays jitters of too much food, too much socializing. You’re probably just tired and vitamine d deficient. You’ll be in for the shock of your life when you get dragged out of your bed the moment the clock strikes midnight one night - just grabbed by the ankle by one huge, calloused hand and yanked out of the covers without a word. For one split second you’re convinced it’s just a dream - at least until you bump your head on the edge of your bed frame, suddenly wide awake in the dark. You can’t even push out a single scream of pain, jostled around and manhandled over a very broad shoulder. The intruder doesn’t say anything - and all attempts at resistance are stopped by their iron grip. You can't get a proper look at them - not in the dark, not slung over their shoulder - but they're massive. And so you can only struggle against their hold while they stomp through your home, pushing outside.

Dragged out into the cold in nothing but your sleepwear and greeted by something out of your weirdest dreams, you quickly have to make peace with the things in front of you being very much real and very much dreadful: a ghostly procession of what can only be described as demons, one bigger and more grim than the other. It surely is enough to shut you up. Thrown on the back of a horse, you finally get a proper look at your captor under the pale moon - they look just as ghastly as the rest, clearly not human and clearly not to be taken lightly. Only when the figure spurs on their horse you find your voice again, screaming for help - you’re met with nothing but snickers and yips to shut up. Something is off - not a single one of your neighbors seems to be able to hear you, hear them. And through your panic and confusion, the intruder finally explains themselves, tells you you’re their possession now, that you all but called them to you with the way you were flaunting yourself during those days between the years, when the fabric between the worlds gets thin and the air dangerous to humans. They laugh at your shocked silence, low and cruel, laugh at your naivety, laugh at the way you gasp when they tell you they’ll also get to thoroughly enjoy their spoils of war.

[readerinsertz]

Hello. I was thinking about a more in-depth look into the kinks of 2P America from Hetalia. I should have put the series in brackets. Sorry for the confusion! (Anon)

Clearing out my askbox

Link to Hetalia 2P!US kinks