#you know that thing about kittens that when you take them by the collar they go completely limp to be carried? james and sirius have a ball

[lovscb97]

— stray kids links [hyung line]

tags: hyung line!stray kids x fem!reader, established relationship, rough sex, unprotected sex (plz wrap it before u tap it), creampie, breeding kink, daddy kink, mild dacryphilia, begging, use of collars/leashes, spanking, strength kink, oral sex (f. receiving), squirting, car sex, slight exhibitionism, slight choking, use of nicknames (baby, princess, angel, kitten, etc), degradation (slut, whore, etc), dirty talk, edging, overstimulation, etc

wc: 2.73k

add. notes: hai …. sorry i made this post instead of giving u guys nerd!chan pt. 2 I FUCKIN SWEAR IT’S COMING but it’s just taking the piss out of me n i needed this out for a new post. anyways plz dni if u r a minor like i mean that w my whole chest n also lmk if some of the links stop working or if u can’t see them idk what i can do abt that . but at least i will be aware LMFAOOOOO yea anyways enjoy :3

maknae line ver.

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⥽ … BANG CHAN: 

link one.

chan is packing. he is absolutely packing to the point you felt like he was going to tear your womb apart when you first got intimate with him, his thick cock stretching you out past your limits as fresh sobs fell from your mouth. since then, he's trained you to take him with enough prep, always making sure to milk at least two orgasms from you before he even thinks about letting his dick near your pussy regardless of how hard it might be throbbing. that wait becomes worthwhile though when he finally sinks inside of you, dirty words and throaty groans rambled in your ear as he releases himself deep inside once he's reached his peak. he loves the feeling of your warm walls sucking him in, never leaving you alone until he's dumped his load empty.

"fuck, baby. how are you so tight?" chan hisses incredulously, wet thumb still circling your clit as you shake in his hold. you're extremely sensitive at this point, twitching from the slightest touch after having cum for the third time, but the only thing in your mind right now is your boyfriend breeding you, the request made obvious with how you tighten your legs around his waist to pull him in. "cum in me, daddy. please!" you plead, teary eyes blinking up at chan whose orbs roll to the back of his head at your keen expression. it only takes a few more thrusts before he's shooting ropes of hot cum inside you, gripping himself to ensure he stays in place. you sigh in content at the warm liquid flooding you, and chan just smiles tiredly, leaning in to sweetly kiss you. "i love you, precious girl." he whispers, resting his body on top of you to keep you plugged up for the rest of the night.

link two.

you're chan's favourite destress toy, that much is obvious. every time he comes home from a long day at work, he knows it'll be worthwhile because you'll be there waiting with open arms and your wet hole longing to be filled up. he'll even take you right then and there in the living room sometimes, making sure everyone around you two knows exactly whose name you're screaming. certain days when he's had it particularly bad though, he'll collar you up and attach a leash to it that he can pull back on, bending you over with your ass up in the air as he slams himself into you repeatedly. it gives him immense pride to have that sense of control over you, to be able to manoeuvre you into whatever position he desires. if he's feeling especially mean, he'll edge you until you're crying into the sheets, cooing at how fucked out you look, knowing he's the only one who can make you feel that way.

"please.. i wan' cum, please." you slur out mindlessly, drool dripping down your mouth as chan slowly drags his cock in and out of you, its mushroom tip pressing deliciously against that spot inside. your boyfriend just chuckles from behind you, his hand yanking on the leash that's tied to your collar which makes you lean back in an instant. his hand sneaks down to grip himself as he pulls out for the nth time, and you whine at the loss of fullness in you, bottom lip jutting out as he slaps the head of his cock against your clit. "yeah, princess? you wanna cum? wanna cum all over daddy's dick?" he mocks you, laughing sadistically when you desperately nod your head. he continues to rub up your little nub, and you're soon about to fall over the edge, gratitude on your lips when he suddenly stops. "oh, baby, you're not cumming that easily tonight." chan growls, causing you to shiver under his hold as he pushes you back onto the bed. it looks like you're in for a long night.

⥽ … LEE MINHO: 

link one.

you love pissing minho off. it's one of the little things in life that gives you so much pleasure, aside from when your boyfriend fucks you, of course. minho, on the other hand, doesn't take lightly to your teasing at all. on days where you're acting out by wearing revealing clothes in front of his friends or sitting too close to one of them for his liking, he'll drag you out with some lame excuse and a clenched jaw, mumbling something about how you're both going home now. he doesn't even care that you're probably smug by the end of it, because that feeling of triumph soon dissipates when he has you bent over his lap, veiny hands kneading the plush of your ass before he's landing a harsh smack on it. he'll spank you and make you count your punishment, and if you lose track, he'll just have to start all over again.

"fucking slut." minho tsk's, cold fingers running themselves against the bruised skin of your butt. he takes a moment to admire his work, tracing the red imprints of his hand on your ass and even the outline of your white panties, which are absolutely soaked by now. "min, please! 'm sorry, it won't happen again." you cry out, and he scoffs, rolling his eyes although you can't see it. another series of repeated spanks land on you, and you yelp in response, legs kicking up from the stinging impact. your body burns by now, every touch minho provides it leaving behind a searing sensation, but you know your boyfriend is far from done with you. "we both know that's a damn lie." he clicks his tongue. "you're always acting out, so it seems like i gotta really start putting you in your place, hm?" you're about to protest when he smacks again, drawing a sob from you; the sound goes straight to his core. he licks his lips, a smirk stretched across them as he readies his palm once more. "now, stop crying and start counting, whore."

link two.

it's no secret that minho is a certified ass man. he loves you, but god does he love your ass just as much. everything about it sends him reeling, from the way it's accentuated in the clothes you wear, to the plump flesh of it that jiggles every time he's got you on your hands and knees. you'd argue he puts you in this position at least once every time you two fuck because knowing your boyfriend, he just wants to watch the way you push back on him when he's bottomed out inside you. he'll give you a few smacks here and there on it too, kneading the skin in his palms before he's snapping his hips into yours. most of the time, he'll refuse to cum inside of you, instead pulling out just before he tips over the edge to release all over your behind and back. you're not complaining though, you love the feeling of his seed dripping over it just as much as he does.

"mm, shit, you look so good right now, kitten." minho groans from behind you, cockhead practically battering your cervix with the way he's shoving himself in and out of you. your whines are high in pitch with how he's fucking you, and you stutter to speak when you try and respond. "y-you say that every time." you eventually manage to heave out, and minho chuckles breathlessly, fingers gripping the flesh of your ass in them as he bites his lip, moaning lowly at the way it bounces back against his dick. "can't help it. you're too hot." he grunts, pistoning his hips at a frenzied pace that knocks the breath out of your lungs. it only takes a matter of minutes before you're both cumming, loud noises filling the room as minho pulls out just in time so he can splatter his release all over your backside. his thumb dips into the seed that now decorates your ass, and he swipes to collect it, pushing it into your mouth. a grin decorates his face as you suck on it. "atta girl."

⥽ … SEO CHANGBIN: 

link one.

changbin is a gym fanatic through and through, and with his rigorous work out routine eventually came his well-built physique, chiselled and bulked up to the point you think you would barely recognise his past self. it refects in the way he walks, talks and holds himself; he loves his strength and he loves showing it off, especially to you. that's why every time you're both entangled in his sheets, it results in him urging you to stand up before hoisting you in his arms. some days he'll hold you in them and bounce you up and down his cock, relishing in the way your cries echo through the room alongside the slapping of skin. other days, he'll toss you around and headlock you as he pounds you from behind, groaning filth in your ear as he pushes you to the edge of tipping. either way, you love what he does, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

"hng, so strong, binnie!" you wail, hands clutching your boyfriend's broad back and shoulders as your nails dig into his soft skin, sure to leave marks the next day. changbin just grunts at your sounds of pleasure, too immersed in fucking you onto his cock in your current position. he's got you clinging onto him for dear life as he enters you repeatedly, pride blooming in his chest when you acknowledge how hot it is that he can pick you up so effortlessly. "y-yeah, pretty? like when binnie fucks you like this?" he stutters slightly, too wrapped up in how your pussy clings to his girth. you nod your head rapidly, babbling about how close you are and how hard you're going to cum, spraying all over your boyfriend in due time when he slams into that spot hidden inside you. you're not even given a chance to recover afterwards, changbin manhandling you onto the bed on your stomach before he's sinking back inside. "just a little more, baby. binnie's gotta cum too, okay?" he's whining, and you keen despite the sting of overstimulation rushing through, not knowing you're going to end up letting him use you for another hour.

link two.

you've always known changbin is a romantic at heart, his soft-spoken nature despite the daunting aura he gives off due to his frame often sending your brain spiralling. it gives you whiplash, the way he treats you. some days he'll fuck you like he hates you, growling dirty comments to your face and spitting in your mouth as you shake through an orgasm. other days, however, he'll craddle you in his arms, caging your body underneath him as he rocks his hips against yours in deep, fluid motions. one of his favourite things to do during these instances is hold your hand. he loves the feeling of your fingers lacing through his, holding onto him as he delivers sharp strokes inside of you. something about it feels so raw, like both your souls are intertwined in one big hug. he'll kiss you dizzy, burying his face into your neck as you both whimper 'i love you's' to each other.

"baby.. fuck, baby." changbin moans, his breath fanning hot against the sticky skin of your shoulder from where he's nosed himself in. his hand clings to yours amidst his movements, and you mewl loudly when he thrusts particularly deep inside of you. "i love you. love you so much, my baby. my pretty, perfect angel." your boyfriend pants, head moving to bring his lips to yours in a messy meeting. it's filled with so much love and care, your mouths moulding perfectly against one another's as you exchange kisses. your stomach feels like it's filled with butterflies, but you're not sure if that's because of how fucking in love you are with him or because of changbin rocking his hips into you. either way, you pull apart from him, trying to say it back in the middle of your noises of pleasure. "l-love you so much, binnie. fuck, you always give it to me so good." you praise, and changbin visibly shivers, burying his face back where it was between your neck to continue making love to you until at last, you're both coming undone together.

⥽ … HWANG HYUNJIN: 

link one.

one thing you adore about your precious lover boy is his mouth. his pretty, plump lips that kiss your tears away, or his dangerously addictive tongue that's always finding it's way between your thighs when he feels like it, which is basically all the time. hyunjin can't help that you taste so sweet, or how you're always so perfectly wet for him by the time he's journeyed down to your legs where you truly need him. he'll spend hours buried between them, parting you with his slender fingers and holding you open for him to lick into. he finds extreme satisfaction in the way you push back against his body when he's having a go at you, too weak to move him in your futile efforts of running away from his mouth once he's had you cum twice without stopping. he'll continue anyways though, because to him, there's no better treat after a long day.

"hyunie, s-slow down." you whimper, the lewd suckling sounds of your clit being wrapped in your boyfriend's mouth resonating through the room as he messily eats you out. his movements are filled with fervour and desperation, something you'll never get used to experiencing despite how long you've been together. each time almost always feels like you're starring in some obscene porno with the way hyunjin always drawls out the most nasty sounds from you. this instance is no different either, because before you can even react, you're spraying droplets of clear liquid on his face, your boyfriend groaning into you at the feeling of you squirting on him. he cleans it all up with great pleasure, breathing heavily as he finally rises from his position to slot himself between your legs. his lips find yours in a dirty kiss, and you can taste yourself on his tongue. "you're insatiable." you murmur when he pulls away, and hyunjin chuckles, mouth hovering over your jaw as you tremble at his next words. "not my fault my baby's got the tastiest cunt in the world."

link two.

hyunjin is a freak through and through. you've known for a while that he gets off on all sorts of things, and one of them is primarily the risk of being sneaky in public, regardless if it's planned or not. there have been one too many occasions of the latter where you've both been out on a date together with you looking a little too good, too good to the point that the waiter starts flirting with you and leaving hyunjin seething. it's only high time after that until he's dragging you out of the restaurant and into his backseat, too lazy to even undress properly before he's sinking inside of you to fuck you as he sees red. he'll get so possessive too, groaning how you're his and his only whilst pulling you back by your hair. it's true that your boyfriend is a big lover, but when times come down to this, he'll drill into you like he absolutely loathes you.

"dirty slut, letting me fuck you where anyone can see. you'd even let that server find you like this, wouldn't you?" hyunjin grits out, his sweat dripping onto your back as he shoves his long length in you. you're sure the windows are fogged up by now, his car rocking with his movements, but neither of you care about that. "n-no, only want you to see. just you, hyune." you whimper, eyes rolling to the back of your head at the way his cock slams in you with each thrust. your boyfriend lets out a low moan at your words, yanking you back by your hair to lick at your neck. "that's right, princess. only i get to look at this pussy, hm? only i can f-fuck it right, yeah?" he grunts, slender fingers coming up to wrap around your throat as you nod shakily, taking a deep breath as hyunjin squeezes slightly. "gonna cum in this cunt and fill you up with my babies so everyone knows who you belong to. then, i'm taking you straight home to fuck you full again. got that?"

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[nebulaeternal]

✦.──You Come First── .✦

―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: smut, eating out f!receiving, pussy drunk, f!xm, pleasure dom, sylus being the sexy man he's always been

―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: Always managing to evade Sylus's advances on you, he is adamant about finding out why you never let him please you before leaving you with quite the lasting impression.

―୨୧⋆ ˚WORD COUNT: 1.5K

―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: I don't remember where I saw, nor can I find the post, but it was something I saw on tumblr and I wish I could find them to tag it, but anyways, I hope you enjoy!

―୨୧⋆ ˚LINKS: AO3 Version, Twitter, Taglist Sign-up

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You knelt before the towering, silvered-haired man, gazing up at him, his lust-filled crimson eyes boring into your own. Your small hand worked his length, slowly and sensually as you flashed him your signature smile. His praises reach your ears “Such a good kitten for me.”

The room was dimly lit, the soft glow illuminating his face in a way that made him look more striking than he already was. Scented candles were scattered about, providing the perfect atmosphere for anything and everything that would occur between the two of you tonight.

“Only for you.” you murmured as your thumb teased the sensitive tip of his cock, spreading the sticky fluid along his length. His gaze was locked on you, watching as you brought your lips closer, kissing the tip of his cock ever so delicately, causing him to twitch under you as you heard him stifle a moan, you looked up at him to see a smirk creeping onto his features. 

Without hesitation, his arm outstretched, fingers curling around your neck as his face drew closer to your own. Your teeth tugged at your bottom lip, eyes rolling into your skull as your hand movements slowed. He gave a light squeeze, sending a spark of pleasure shooting straight to your core, your thighs clenching to subdue the growing heat within.

A moan fell from your lips when he finally kissed along your neck, his hand still wrapped around it like a custom collar. “So naughty~” he teased, his voice dropping low as his teeth grazed your ear. Sylus trailed back to your face, claiming your lips in a fiery, desperate kiss. 

The kiss was rough and demanding, his fingers sliding along your neck to cradle the back of your head, deepening the kiss. His tongue invaded your mouth effortlessly, dominating the space as your body grew feverish. You pulled away from the kiss, eager to resume your task.

“Kitten—” he grunted as he felt your hand return to his cock. Batting your eyelashes, you looked up at him, movements unrelenting “Let me take care of you.” He said attempting to pull your hand away,  to which you squeezed his cock in response, his head flying back as a moan slipped past his lips.

“W-Wait, wait-” The urgency in his voice halted your actions. “Why won’t you let me please you?” You shook it off, not really bothering to dive deeper into the myriad of reasons.

“Well I like to please you so don’t worry about it.” You said, brushing him off. Sylus was not amused. “You think I don’t like to please you too?” He made a fair argument with that, effectively shutting you up, letting you ponder. He pulled you up from the ground and sat you in his lap, arms snaking around your waist “Why?”

You bit back an answer, avoiding his gaze knowing that you’d inevitably cave once you met his carmine eyes. His hand gently gripped your chin and you couldn’t resist as he turned your head, your eyes finally meeting his. The question still lingering, unanswered.

Sylus tilted his head slightly, his expression darkening as he silently urged you to speak, almost glaring at this point. Unable to stay silent any longer, you finally confessed to him. “I’ve never really been…on the receiving end of things..” His brow arched, silently imploring you to expand on your statement.

Letting out a sigh, you sheepishly continued to explain. “I always gave but never really received so…I got used to it...” Sylus was far from pleased with this new information. However, this did answer why you would always manage to slip away from his grasp moments before he got the chance to show you true bliss.

“Well, I’m fixing that.” He declared, scooping you into his arms. A yelp escaped your lips as your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck while he walked the two of you towards the bed. 

“Sylus!—“ you squeaked out. Unable to do much in this situation, you allowed yourself to be carried, no protests as he gently placed you on the bed. In the blink of an eye, Sylus was on top of you placing hot, open-mouthed kisses against your neck. His lips moved eagerly till he found the one spot on your neck that made your knees go weak.

Your whimpers were like music to his ears, only pushing fueling his eager attempt to show you the heights of pleasure. He bit into the fleshy joining of your shoulder before continuing to kiss his way down to your stomach then thighs.

“Enjoying yourself so far?” His voice reverberated in your mind, your defiance long forgotten as the man was kneeling before you. His red eyes peered deep into you, ready to consume you whole. You could do no more than nod your head as you bit your lip, earning a throaty chuckle from him.

Quite literally at the edge of the bed, waiting for his next move, you found that damp spot on your panties only grew. Sylus slipped his head between your thighs, biting and sucking on your skin, creeping closer to the apex of your legs. 

By the time he got there, you were dripping. Your panties were slick and clung to your mound, a sight he drank in happily. Without so much as a warning, he slipped his tongue past his lips and poked at your bundle of nerves through your underwear.

Instinctively, you curl around him, legs snapping quickly but he was quicker. His hands flew up to catch your thighs, gripping them firmly in both his large hands as he pried them open more. “Sy-“ your words were cut of by your own moans.

You found yourself grinding against his nose, unable to control your hips. One of your favorite things about Sylus was his nose, it was perfect. Now here it was, serving as the perfect stimulation for you.

He let you grind against his face, sighs falling from your lips every time his nose bumped your clit. Considering your track record of slipping away, this was the first time you let his face that close to your core.

Sylus was in absolute bliss, enjoying every second of having his face buried between your thighs. He let out a low groan and sucked you through the fabric, loving how your thighs were crushing his head.

Unable to wait much longer, Sylus grasped the flimsy fabric between his fingers, and pulled in opposite directions, “Hey! Those were m-ah~” Your protests were short-lived when you felt his lips wrap around your clit. 

Your head fell back into the mattress, the lewdness of the slurping only making you leak more. “I’ll buy you a new pair.” He murmured between licking and sucking. 

His tongue slipped Into your hole, tasting every curve and groove within you.  You gripped the sheets underneath your palms, arms shaky and unable to support your weight as his assault on your pussy was relentless.

“So sweet..” he said muffled, lips barely hovering above your heat as he continued to slurp and drink you. You weren’t sure how long the two of you stayed like that.

Fingers interwoven in his hair, moans spilling from your mouth, and spit dribbling down his chin. Sylus had you pinned and was edging you closer to your orgasm. His tongue worked you slowly as your moans spilled from your mouth uncontrollably.

You sounded like an angel, singing a song just for him and it made him harder than he’s ever been in his life. His cock stood hard against his stomach, leaking and begging for attention but he could care less.

He finally had you in his arms, on his tongue, nothing could pry him away from you besides making you cum. His jaw was starting to ache, but for the love of god he could not stop himself. It was new, intoxicating, and so damn delicious.

You on the other hand, have not felt this much pleasure, well, ever. The feeling of his tongue laving across your nerves, the suction of his mouth, his fingers, all of it was driving you over the edge as you desperately gripped his hair.

You could feel the coil in your stomach growing tighter, your pussy starting to flutter around his tongue. “Cum on my tongue.” He said, pulling away briefly.

Never having an experience like this before, you weren’t sure how to handle it. You felt yourself scrambling away from the pleasure despite desperately wanting to cum. “Sylus..I can’t, oh my god, Sy please-“ 

You fumbled about your words, trying to make sense of this new sensation “Yes you can,” he pulled away once more, thumbing your clit and fingering you “Be a good girl and cum for me, yeah?”

It was an inevitable thing, with Sylus on his knees, between your legs, there was no avoiding it. Your legs trembled as your orgasm washed over you. Your loud cries filled the empty air as his tongue continued to work you thoroughly.

He didn’t stop until your legs were trembling and only whimpers fell from your lips. When he pulled away his chin was slick with spit and lips sheen with your release. His face was flushed pink and his hair was disheveled but the smirk on his face, the look in his eyes, he enjoyed every single second of it.

Despite the lingering soreness in his jaw and his very hard cock, Sylus proceeded to make you cum multiple times that night, milking you of everything you had to give him. Because of course, you come first.

[fluffylino]

pussy drunk minho

he'll never admit how dumb he gets for your pussy~

-contains mature themes

"kitten, im not that obsessed with your pussy" minho scoffed out. you clicked your tongue.

now that was a lie.

"i doubt you could last an entire week without it" you argued back. he smirked.

"game on." now it was your turn to make a face.

"so if i win, you'll wear the collar?" his expression dropping. you could see the wheels in his head turning. wondering if he could really beat you against this game.

"that is...that is if you win. which you won't im sure of it but alright" you couldn't help but smile.

"deal"

"seriously though i can live without eating you out..." you laughed right in his face. to which he rolled his eyes.

the whole argument starting when you asked if you could dom him. his immediate response being a firm no. you couldn't help but whine, even begging for it.

if he could dom you. you could dom him.

his response being "i'd rather be the one in control. i feel uneasy submitting."

so you decided to pry more into it. you wanted to know more. to truly understand him.

"because i feel like my mind will go all fuzzy and i'll look like an idiot" that was exactly why you wanted to take charge. if not for sometime. you were happy even if it was a one time thing.

minho was cute eitherway and he'd be even more cuter on his knees.

and then what really did it for you was when he said he wasn't that obsessed with eating you out.

a lie honestly.

his morning routine consisting of waking you up with his face between your legs. breathless and absolutely horny. grinding against the mattress.

it didn't matter if he had to go out. that always came first. and he was one to give amazing head. always having that confident smirk after making you cum.

.

.

the day one was fine.

he seemed normal. doing his daily tasks. going to the company. coming back all sweaty and laying on your chest. you couldn't help how sweet he was.

day three was when you noticed him staring.

you hadn't even realised the t shirt you were wearing had ridden up. enough to have your panties exposed. he was talking to you about the dance formations when all of a sudden you noticed the way his eyes kept lingering downwards.

so playfully you spread your legs open and closed them. you weren't being obvious. him on the other hand was captivated.

eyes locked onto your covered heat.

"minho." you called out. he looked back at your face so fast you wanted to laugh.

"hm?" he hummed out, casually walking out of the room, mumbling that he was going to shower.

when he did go for a bath, you pressed your ear against the door. a heat pooling in your lower abdomen at the sound of him jacking off.

"pfft and he says he can do without it" you muttered under your breath.

.

"you want my cunt so bad, don't you baby" you teased. loving the way he hid his face in the pillows beside you. it looked like he was throwing a tantrum.

"come onnn just put the collar on and then you can taste me-" you suggested, rubbing his back.

"no no no no no-" he chanted cutting you off mid sentence, voice muffled.

stubborn as hell. there was no possible way he would do it.

.

.

"was it that difficult, huh?" minho stared up at you with crazy eyes.

first of all, to get him on his knees was a hassle. and now he glared at you playfully. you let out a small laugh. he really looked like an angry kitten. the clip on cat ears and black collar around his neck made him look so soft.

"are you gonna be a goo-"

"just let me eat y-" you clicked your tongue. now he was really pissing you off. a bratty smile on his face. you just wanted to slap him.

"yes yes. now can i-"

"thats it. im done" you stood up, ready to leave. until you were pulled back. minho gripping your thighs. a look of guilt on his face.

"i'm sorry. i'll be good" he mumbled, a small pout emerging.

"promise?"

"hmmmm"

you sighed. you didn't trust him yet. so you took the leash out. his mouth opening and closing when you hooked it onto the collar. his eyes locked onto were you clutched the leash.

"wh-"

his original question turning into a breathy moan. his face plummeting between your legs.

inhaling your soaked panties for a good few seconds. before he lifted his head back up.

using his teeth to take off your panties. you could see the way his breath hitched upon seeing your cunt. it had been so long since. he saw your pussy. after days. up close. leaning in.

a firm tug to the collar. a small grunt leaving him.

"you think you can just get right into it?" you raised an eyebrow, looking down at him. he seemed to understand. his pride wouldn't let him. but reluctantly he asked.

"may i...please?"

you nodded. satisfied.

.

you gasped. fuck you hadn't even realised how much you missed his mouth on you. his tongue licking into your cunt.

nose deliciously rubbing against your clit. face practically buried there. you were worried he wouldn't be able to breathe.

so you held onto his collar, pulling him back.

"m-mmmh... i-ive been so good" he whined, breathing heavily. your essence and his spit staining his chin and nose.

you noticed he was hard. precum soaking into his sweatpants.

"don't think i didn't notice you humping my foot" you choked out.

pussy throbbing at the loss of contact. you needed his mouth back on you.

"couldn't h-help it, sorry" he apologised, keeping his head down. as if he didn't deserve it. you ran your hands through his hair, tucking a few strands behind his ear.

"its okay, kitten. use my leg, hm?" you reassured, closing your legs around his head.

"aahmmhh f-fuck" minho cried out. enveloped by your thighs. nevertheless taking the opportunity to slurp at your dripping cunt. lewd noises echoing throughout the room.

his hips slowly moving. beginning to grind against your foot. you unconciously pressed down on his cock.

a muffled whimper escaping him.

"you're such a slut, a-aren't you" you hissed out. his lips wrapped around your swollen clit. as he sucked. pushing his nose against your cunt. trying to take more than he could possibly handle.

"say it, baby. you're a slut.." he gasped, glassy eyes looking up at you. sweat dripping down his neck.

lips swollen and red.

"s-slut for...for your p-pussy" he repeated. begging to make you cum.

"dumb f-for your cunt only ahhh"

"please p-please c-cum m-mommy" your breath hitching at the name. you let him get back. cock begging for release.

"gonna cum?" you whimpered out, nearly your climax. his head shaking as he humped your leg desperately.

"c-come on kitty, make me cum"

you moaned loudly, his wet muscle shoved so deep inside of you. his own high pitched moan joining you. both of you cumming at the same time.

a wet patch on his pants. his hips still bucking as he let his tongue hang out. riding his climax out.

nevertheless he cleaned you up. licking and running his tongue through your folds. making sure to not waste a single drop of your tasty essence.

small little whines leaving him at your taste.

"my perfect kitty" you praised him. minho panting as he looked at you. pouting. asking for a kiss. his head resting against your thigh.

"good k-kitty?"

"did so good for me"

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"yeah okay okay...im a hundred percent drunk on your damn pussy"

"AHAH SO I WON-"

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[starkeysbunny]

the kook's girl [rafe cameron]

pairing - rafe cameron x kook reader

summary - being the only girl in the kook friend group, you were always taken care of. especially since you and rafe started dating four months ago. safe to say, everyone on the island knew not to mess with you if they valued their life at all. so, when the tourons came to town in the summer, the kook boys always got their bit of fun.

warnings - swearing, fighting, just our fav protective!rafe

"Sarah, it's our song!" She slurred, grabbing onto her best friend's hand, pulling her onto the dance floor.

Rafe and Sarah are never on good terms, but Rafe knows no matter how much he hates his sister, she'll always be his girl's best friend. He's grateful for it sometimes, as annoying as it can be, it's just one more person who cares about her and is always looking out for her when Rafe can't be.

But tonight, as both kook girls are drunk off their asses, Rafe keeps a close eye. He spots John B doing the same from across the club as he sits next to Kiara, still keeping a close eye on his girl, Sarah.

Rafe sits in a booth at the club, nursing a glass of whiskey in his palm. Topper and Kelce sit next to him, talking about things he could not care less about at the moment. For example, the girls on the dance floor they want to take home, golf, etc.

No, Rafe's attention is solely on the girl who lights up the dance floor in her sparkly pink dress which Rafe bought for her just three days prior. Her gold necklace with the letter 'R' hanging from her neck shines brightly as the club lights hit it. Her baby pink kitten heels travel her elegantly across the floor as her arm remains tightly latched onto Sarah's as they dance in tune.

He barely even notices the slight smile etched onto his lips in affection as he takes a slow sip from his glass.

"Yo!"

Rafe's attention is abruptly moved from his girl to his dumbass friends as Topper pulls on his white half-way unbuttoned shirt.

"What?" Rafe spits, rolling his eyes at their antics.

"Tourons, 12 o'clock." Topper warns.

"What the fuck? I think they're looking at Y/n and Sarah, man." Kelce points out, suddenly sitting up straighter as they both snap out of their previous conversations to keep an eye on the situation.

This catches his attention as he clocks the three sun burnt tourists waltzing in wearing khaki shorts, polos, and flip flops. Idiots. He notices one of them point in Y/n's direction as the other's snicker, laughing as they spoke to each other.

Rafe’s eyes dart back to Y/n, oblivious as ever, in her own little world.

"I've almost been waiting to pick a fight," He confesses. "Just wait till they get too close."

The three morons make their way in the direction of Y/n. One particular guy, wearing a blue tropical button up, comes up behind Y/n, tapping her shoulder. Rafe is just close enough to overhear the conversation.

“Hey, I’m Ethan,” he smirks, hungry eyes looking her up and down.

She turns around, her smile slightly fading at his stare. “Um, hi.” She spins back around, grabbing onto Sarah.

“You two are pretty little things, out here by yourselves.” He chuckles, his hand moving to her shoulder.

“You gonna go out there man?” Topper asks, getting anxious for the girls.

“No, just wait. I want a real excuse to kill em’.” Rafe responds, his fists clenching.

Ethan’s grimy hands near Y/n’s neck, his index finger latching onto her gold ‘R’ necklace. “What’s your name, hm? R…?”

“You’re gonna regret that,” Y/n whispers, her eyes meeting Rafe.

Rafe stands, marching over to Ethan. Rafe’s fist latches onto the back of his collar, pulling him back as Y/n’s necklace slips from his grasp. Rafe turns him around, knocking a punch to his jaw, blood spurting from his lips onto Rafe’s face.

Rafe lets go aggressively, the boy falling to the ground forcefully. Rafe smirks, his ringed hand coming up to wipe Ethan’s blood from his jaw. “The ‘R’ stands for Rafe. Her boyfriend.” He states before knocking one more punch to the boy’s cheek.

“I-I’m sorry,” He pathetically whimpers, begging for mercy.

“She clearly had zero fucking interest in you, yet you continued,” He chuckles. Rafe leans down, pulling Ethan’s neck up by his collar. “You better hope your flight out of here is tomorrow morning. If not, watch your back man.”

Topper and Kelce come into view, peering at the man below Rafe, only inciting more fear into the poor tourist. Ethan’s two friends quickly pull him up, scattering out of the club as fast as they can.

Rafe turns to Y/n, his demeanor immediately turning soft, a side of himself only she gets to see. “You okay, baby?” He asks, his eyes scanning over her face for any discomfort.

“I’m okay, just some asshole tourist.” She rolls her eyes, manicured fingers grasping onto her necklace.

His eyes flick down to her hand, she only fidgets with her necklace when she’s uncomfortable or nervous. He feels more rage and anger boil up inside him thinking about how that guy ruined her night of fun with Sarah.

“Wanna go home, baby?” Rafe whispers softly, fingers pushing her hair behind her ears.

She bites her lip in debate, turning toward her friend Sarah. Sarah nods her head, “It’s okay, I’m gonna have John B take me back to his place too, it’s getting late anyway.”

“Yeah, okay, let’s go home. I’ll text you Sarah, we can hang out tomorrow, yeah?” Y/n feels guilty, her and Sarah haven’t gotten to spend as much time together ever since she started dating John B and hanging out with his friends more.

Y/n had nothing against the pogues, she thought the rivalry was stupid and childish. She actually found them quite nice, but she spends every minute with her best friends, Rafe, Topper, and Kelce.

Rafe slings his arm around her shoulder after giving his goodbyes to Topper and Kelce, walking you to his truck. He opens the door for you without a word, buckling you in and shutting the door.

When he gets in on his side, starting the truck, he looks over at his girl at her sad eyes. “What’s wrong, angel?”

She sniffles, “I just miss Sarah. Wanted to hang out with her tonight but those guys ruined it.”

Rafe’s hand slips around her thigh, patting it lovingly. “I know, hon. I’m sorry. I’ll make sure Sarah gets her ass off the cut tomorrow to hang out with you, okay?”

She smiles, her hand finding comfort atop Rafe’s. “I love you.”

“I love you more,” he leans over, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek.

[grabby-smitten]

Hybrid!Sylus

Pairing: Sylus Qin x Reader

Word count: 1k+ words

Content: Hybrid AU, fluff mostly, domestic stuff, Headcanon-ish format, no beta and not edited, commas placed everywhere, tried to write it as gender neutral as possible, idk… let me know if i missed anything.

Hybrid!Sylus was part of an illegal fighting ring. So far none could find his hybrid specie. His ears, tails and any other hybrid features were cut off. When fighting, other hybrids could latch onto him so his previous owners made the decision to cut them or so you were informed.

Hybrid!Sylus who was rescued by your team from the illegal fights. All ferals were to be put down but you couldn’t get yourself to do as the higher ups ordered. As soon as you saw him bloodied and chained up in the lowest levels of the building, your heart sank and something deep inside you snapped.

Hybrid!Sylus who saw you first and instantly was struck by your scent. Almost all his life he has only known the smell of blood and grime but when he caught just a sniff, his nostrils flared and his mouth salivated. All He could see, hear and feel was you.

Hybrid!Sylus who began to growl and pull at his chains when you got nearer, but surprisingly you didn’t feel treated. Ordering your team to back away and leave you alone with the supposed feral was your best call. you instantly noticed he relaxed his posture but the animalistic sounds didn’t stop.

Hybrid!Sylus who didn’t let anyone near him or you as you transported him out of that disgusting place. Through the whole process of getting him checked by doctors and staff, you had to be there by his side, otherwise he would snap at every and any person or thing.

Hybrid!Sylus who was going to be sent to an experimental facility but you argued that it wouldn’t work. He had already stablished a connection with you and separating the two of you would threw him even more off balance. After hours of talking and waiting, you got the approval to officially adopt him. Sylus was under your care from then onwards.

Hybrid!Sylus who heard everything that was said about him and saw how much you had pressed for him against everyone’s wishes. Even he thought some of your colleagues had good arguments about why you shouldn’t adopt a feral, but alas, you were a stubborn thing. So here he was in a new home with a curious little female and he was not sure what to do with you.

On your part, you also didn’t know what propelled you to make such a bold decision. Now you watched a giant man— wait no, scratch that… hybrid? Yes, hybrid of an unknown species standing in the middle of your living room. What a disconcerting picture this painted��

Hybrid!Sylus who has been your companion for a few months now. He wasn’t as hard to take care as you thought. He seemed calm most of the time and listened to everything you told him. All the growling and aggressiveness from your first encounter looked like a feverish dream. Well, except when a third person was involved. Like the mailman. Poor delivery drivers suffered too and you couldn’t get Sylus to stop.

“Sylus! Stop!” You scolded him, “the mailman is not a threat!” Wrapping your arms around his waist and trying to pull him back inside was the best you have come up with so far.

“How so, kitten? He knows where you live. That’s threat enough for me,” he told you as his red eyes still followed the delivery truck.

“That’s the whole point of a mail delivery system,” you spoke out of breath.

once the truck was out of sight, Sylus finally let you— key words: let you— drag him back inside or more like he walked back inside with you hanging off of him.

Hybrid!Sylus who seemed suspiciously eager to wear a collar with a tag containing his name, yours and your number.

“I think it suits you,” you walked around him, straining your neck a bit so you could get a good look at the red collar around Sylus’ neck.

“So you like me in a collar?” Sylus deep timbre and alluring eyes made you freeze in place. A small smile adorned his lips at your very clear reaction to his words.

“Why are you making this conversation sound so dirty?” You retorted, a frown began to form on your face.

“I merely spoke a few words, that’s all on you, kitten,” with that stated, Sylus smile grew once he saw your face reddening.

Hybrid!Sylus who hated winter. You began to notice how every time it got colder he moved slower than usual and his intake of water decreased which worried you. Such actions gave you clues as to what species he could be, but nothing concrete.

Hybrid!Sylus who seemed to be suffering alone in his room in the cold months and your heart couldn’t bear the thought of it so you relented and allowed him to sleep with you.

Hybrid!Sylus who tried to hide how eager he was for your offer. He nonchalantly nodded as he heard your words but when it was time for bed he was already buried deep in your bedsheets.

Hybrid!Sylus who instinctively seeked out your body heat for comfort and reassurance that a you were near him in the cold nights.

Hybrid!Sylus who in the middle of the night made you his own body pillow. Morning came and you couldn’t move, a heavy body draped over yours and a pair of arms restricting all your movements. Even your lungs began to struggle.

“Sylus? Baby?” your muffled voice barely above a whisper, “Sylus?” As you increased the volume of your voice, you tried to push him off but all efforts were futile. Sylus was pure muscle.

You just laid there for a while and waited for him to wake up which was interrupted by the sudden pressure of your bladder. Now with a real reason to escape your imprisonment, you began to squirm and wiggle with more intensity in between Sylus’ arms. When out of nowhere, you felt a gravelly and hoarse sound. You stopped all your movements as vibrations that shook you to your core soon joined the haunting sound.

“Did you just growl at me?” You asked in disbelief. A bit startled, it made your stomach churn, your chest filled with a warm sensation that expanded up to your throat and cheeks.

“Sorry,” came quick from Sylus behind you. He released you from his constricted grasp just as fast.

“I thought so,” you huffed and jogged to the bathroom not seeing the longing gaze he directed at you. As if you're miles and miles away, yet you're a few feet from the bed and walking barefoot.

Barefoot, he realized. In an instant, Sylus stood up, picked up your shoes and made a beeline for the bathroom.

“Shoes,” you heard him said from your place in the toilet seat. Looking up, you were about to chide him for coming in without knocking but he continued. “The floor is cold,” and just like that you couldn’t be mad at him anymore.

Hybrid!Sylus whose story with you has just began…

AN: well, well, well. Guess what type of hybrid he is. Alsoooo this is my first fic thingy in like 3 years and I’m testing the waters and I wrote out of desperation. I lost my English and I’m this close to downloading Duolingo just to refresh my brain so I’m sosososososo sorry.

AND IF ANYONE HAS RECS FOR LADS HYBRID FF PLEASE SEND THEM MY WAY BECAUSE I CANT FIND MORE AND IM DESPERATE.

[icanseethefuture333]

Asteroid Kitty (9563): your kitten like charm 🐈‍⬛

Asteroid kitty represents the duality of a person, it’s how people are seen as sexy and cute. Asteroid kitty can also show how mischievous or promiscuous a person can be towards their prey, especially when it comes to women using their feminine charm to get what they want.

“I’m the type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubblegum

I’m the type of girl you wanna take to ya mama house”

Kitty in the signs/houses:

Aries Kitty / in the 1st house

Aries Kitty / in the 1st house people are the embodiment of “cat pretty”, their eyes are often shaped like a feline’s, and they are I nown for being a leader. They don’t like to follow the rules and could be seen as rebellious by people. Kitty 1st housers may also hate having people in their personal space but could lack a sense of respect for others. When in a relationship, they see what belongs to their partner’s as theirs, and wouldn’t understand why they don’t want to share. They could also be drawn to cats and animals prints in general. These kittens like to play hard to get and enjoy playful pushing/smacking on the arm as a form of flirtation. If they were a cat, they would believe they are the master and their owner was their servant, similar to those wirehair cats. They are only affectionate with the people they care about and can look at you as if you’re crazy if you act like you know them. These kittens have an infectious laughter as well and their voice sounds like purring to the ears. They are also athletic and look damn good in their workout clothes. They can pick up dudes at the gym and they often find people trying to help them whenever they are lifting weights.

Taurus Kitty/in the 2nd house

Taurus Kitty / in the 2nd house people prioritize financial security and success over the approval of others. These kittens value comfort and stability, they could often take naps and be seen as “lazy”. They might also carry weight more than others or have a “fat cat” 👀. Taurus Kitty 2nd housers charm is their ability to make their home and their style fancy on a budget. If they were a cat, they’d be the fluffy white Persian ones with the diamond collar. These kittens love luxury and being pampered. These are the type of people who grew up spoiled by their family. In a relationship, they are the type to be given money for spa days and so they can get their claws sharpened. They are also stubborn when it comes to arguments but for others their temper can be seen as sexually enticing. Romantic suitors feel compelled to give them their money and assets. Touch is also a big turn on for them and being touched by them always feels so sensual. They are high maintenance and lack patience when it comes to other people’s ignorance.

Gemini Kitty / in the 3rd house

Ohhh what chatterboxes! These kittens are very vocal and outspoken, but their way of communicating is very endearing! The way Gemini Kitty / in the 3rd house people talk is so adorable, when they have a crush on someone they can be very cheeky, and like to play a game of “cat and mouse” with their romantic interest. If they were a cat, they’d be a Siamese cat 🗣️! They are also very observant and attentive to details, if you do something that they don’t like, then they get the ick immediately. They are also very hot and cold, they hate when people are constantly in their face and need to have their alone time. Gemini Kitty 3rd housers need mental stimulation and have to be intellectually engaged. They are bold when it comes to saying dirty things and can be very vocal in the bedroom.

Cancer Kitty / in the 4th house

Cancer Kitty / in the 4th house people are attuned to people’s emotions and are sensitive to their surroundings. They could be described as empathetic and homebodies. People see them as cute and loving, they could often be babied by people, even as they get older in age. These kittens are classy in the streets and a freak in the sheets, they could play a more submissive role in the bedroom. Cancer Kitty 4th housers are known for their glowing skin, sweet scent, and docile nature. They like to be nurturing towards their loved ones and may cry with them when upset. If they were a cat, they’d be a exotic shorthair 🧸. They are viewed as the girl/boy next door and some people dream of marrying them. People hate seeing them sad and would do anything to make them happy again, they could manipulate others’ emotions if they wanted and whenever they’re in trouble, they get away with it because of their innocent demeanor.

Leo Kitty in the 5th house

The definition of mischief! Leo Kitty 5th house people are playful and vivacious, they love to have fun! You can find them at a party dancing or playing video games on a Saturday night. These are the kittens that enjoy laser tag, they like anything bright and shiny. If they were a cat, they would be an orange cat 🐈 ! People could find their energetic personality uplifting and are appreciative of their positive attitude. They are optimistic when it comes to their goals and they believe in having a team spirit. Leo Kitty 5th housers could be loved by children and animals, they see them as a big kid as well. They might be the youngest of their family or was that child who was a “busy body”, always wanting to go outside. When in a relationship, they love physical touch and quality time, they just won’t get off their partners lol. They could also have a high sex drive and are always excited to try something new, they might even want to try something silly like spanking their partner’s butt when they are caught off guard.

Kitty in Virgo/6th house

Virgo / Kitty in the 6th house people require more care than others. They could often be prone to sickness and when they are feeling under the weather, people wish to tend to their every need. Self care is an important part of their daily routine, so you can catch them doing their yoga routine or doing skincare. They could also be allergic to pets as well even though they might want one to keep them company. Virgo / Kitty 6th housers can be quite critical to cheap materials and are picky to certain foods, they have a refined palette. If they were a cat, they’d be a Russian blue. Hygiene is important to them and they are often praised for their well kept appearance (“pussy tight pussy clean pussy fresh”). When in a relationship, they are more shy and prefer to show their love through acts of services. In order to feel comfortable sexually, they could need lots of foreplay and require a partner that has patience, it takes a while for these people to get in the mood. Lying on the green grass underneath the warm sun could be healing for these kittens. Being in nature allows them to unwind and release stress.

Libra Kitty / in the 7th house

Popular and pretty! Libra Kitty / In the 7th house people are admired by their peers and often attract attention without even trying. They have many romantic suitors and they like getting what they want. People could often be jealous of them because of how well liked they are. They could have a reputation of being a “home wrecker” but they don’t see it that way. They feel if the home was never secure in the first place, then it wasn’t their fault someone chased after them lol. Libra Kitty 7th housers can be superficial and most of their attraction is based on physical appearance. These kittens also value balance and have a steady workload. If they were a cat, they’d be a ragdoll. In the bedroom, they are likely to be a switch and enjoy giving and receiving. These people like to see their partner’s face so missionary or cowgirl would be their favorite position, as well as 69 for fairness.

Scorpio Kitty / in the 8th house

What mysterious little creatures. Scorpio Kitty / In the 8th house could prefer to be alone and dislike being forced to socialize. These kittens are often misunderstood by others and might have been outcasted in their youth. They go wherever they please and look good doing it. Scorpio Kitty 8th housers may be drawn to the dark and prefer taking walks out at night, they also wear a lot of black. If they were a cat, they’d be a Bombay cat 🐈‍⬛. When they are attracted to someone, they ooze sensuality and are very alluring without even trying, their mannerisms as well are attractive to people. These people could have supernatural experiences and might be highly intuitive as well. In their family dynamics, they could be protective of others and can sense danger before it happens. In the bedroom, they are flexible and able to place themselves in all types of positions. They enjoy the darker aspects of foreplay such as roughhousing, shibari, whips, and bdsm. Their goal during sex is to claim their partner as theirs, expect love bites and scratch marks from these felines.

Sagittarius Kitty / In the 9th house

These are the alley cats who have seen and experienced a lot of things. Sagittarius Kitty / in the 9th house people are wise and knowledge of various topics. To other people they could consider them a “know it all” and mature beyond their years, they might feel inferior to them when engaging in a conversation. These people enjoy adventure and freedom, they would be a stray cat that is known and loved by all in their neighborhood. These kittens would most likely have multiple homes and don’t like being tied down to one place. They enjoy a good sense of humor and are attracted to someone who is intelligent, when a person matches their energy that turns them on even more. In the bedroom, they like to are open to new experiences and wish to try different things, so they are likely to mess around with sex toys. Sagittarius Kitty 9th housers could value their education as well and may be a “teacher’s pet”. If they were a cat, they’d be a Bengal cat. Within their family, these people would be the carefree older sibling who has crazy stories of parties and drinking, they are mostly likely to remain single and would not want to get married. They spend their time traveling and enjoying different cuisines.

Capricorn Kitty / In the 10th house

Capricorn Kitty / in the 10th house are focused , responsible, and determined. They have a sharp wit and don’t tolerate nonsense. These kittens are often annoyed with people’s incompetence and it puts them in a bad mood when things are not handled properly. They admire individuals with a good work ethic and have a good head on their shoulder. It’s a major turn on for them when a partner is able to take the role of a provider and make them feel secure in a relationship. These kittens are the type to receive push presents and don’t accept anything less than they are worth. They prefer stability and assets over romantic infatuation. Capricorn Kitty / 10th housers are likely to be “trophy wives” and “wags” (wives and girlfriends of athletes). In the bedroom, they assert their dominance only as a form of punishment or a way to relieve stress. In general, they can be a brat and desire a partner that can tame them. They are very opinionated and will let you know if the sex was bad or not. Their style consists of expensive jewelry and casual business attire. If they were a cat, they’d be an Egyptian Mau.

Aquarius Kitty / In the 11th house

Aquarius Kitty / In the 11th house people catch on quickly to things and have a keen intellect. They are smart when it comes to technology and could have a solid social media following. Their pets would also be popular on social media or they could make money from them (E.G: placing them in pageants or competitions). They do well in modeling campaigns and could have been seen in commercials and catalogs. Their sense of fashion is unique and they could be referred to as a “trendsetter”. Aquarius Kitty / 11th housers are able to find sexual and romantic partners quite easily thanks to dating apps or having good luck when it comes to sliding in people’s DMs. They also enjoy cybersex, either on FaceTime or sending sexy texts to their crush. Their online presence is considered tempting and alluring. They could post pictures of themselves in risqué positions or thirst traps are often their go to on their story. I wouldn’t be surprised if they make money from having an OnlyFans as well. When it comes to relationships, they are most likely to prefer being single and value their freedom. The downside is people try to trap these kittens and try to turn them into a housewife (or spouse) when they know they are very independent and rebellious.

Pisces Kitty / In the 12th house

What gentle beings. Pisces Kitty / In The 12th house people have a healing presence and are in tuned with their senses. They could have a spiritual connection to cats and often receive signs from them. They are highly intuitive and have cat like reflexes, they can predict things before it even comes true. If they were a cat, they’d be a blue abyssian. They enjoy reading books, meditation, and anything that allows them a peace of mind. Pisces Kitty / 12th housers are likely to smoke weed or use some type of psychedelics. These are girls at Coachella that dress whimsical and colorful and just there to vibe and have a good time. These kittens believe in manifestation and are the type to leave crystals in their crush’s car/home. They believe they can seduce people with their mind and aura (which is honestly true). In the bedroom, they prefer to use as sex as an act of healing and creating a spiritual bond. They could also be in non traditional relationships and may be open to polyamorous relationships. They might have even had sex with more than one person at a time.

[flanaganfilm]

Hi, I'm a big fan of your work. Sorry if this is a dumb question, why kill the kitties? I notice it a lot in horror in general, and it completely takes me out of the story and just makes me feel bad for the cat. I feel like I'm missing something.

Not a dumb question at all - and I knew I'd be getting some of this the moment we decided to include Poe's The Black Cat in TFOTHOU. The comments sections of the world are full of accusations that I hate cats and/or hands, and - well - neither is true. I've admittedly gotten a little flippant with my humor in the past when people have brought this up. My knee-jerk reaction is always to say something along the lines of "well, Websters defines 'horror' as..." But honestly, as far as I'm concerned, it's just not a thing.

A brief history of cats in my work:

HUSH - Maddie's beloved cat, "Bitch," escapes the danger of a home invader completely unharmed and is alive and well at the end of the movie. The last shot of the movie is Maddie lovingly petting the cat on the porch.

THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE - Yes, a malnourished stray kitten dies within Hill House, only to be horrifically reanimated. This was done to show the horrors of Hill House, serve as a warning to the family, and foreshadow the deaths of several human beings (who would meet more horrible fates) later. Hill House is an evil place, and it killed and collected all sorts of living things... there are dead humans aplenty, and also phantom dogs, which Stephen and the kids hear several times and see in episode six. I'd argue that Hill House is an equal-opportunity horror show.

DOCTOR SLEEP - Azzie the cat is a great friend to Dan Torrance. Azzie also has a "shine" of her own, and can sense when patients at the hospice are going to die, and goes into their rooms to comfort them. Azzie is never once in any danger throughout the film and, we presume, lives a long and happy life.

MIDNIGHT MASS - All of the residents of Crockett Island, which include 157 people, a huge population of stray cats, and at least one particularly sweet dog, do not fare so well in this show. But nothing against the cats - everybody dies. The arrival of a certain evil creature marks doom for literally every living thing on the island (except for two people). And yep, it started with the cats, because they were plentiful and would not alert anyone to its presence. We see its lair full of dead rats, birds, and raccoons as well, all eaten while the creature was in hiding.

THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF USHER - we adapted The Black Cat, written by Edgar Allan Poe. If you're familiar with the Poe story, you know that it involves the horrible death of a cat, which then seems to get revenge from beyond the grave. This is Edgar Allan Poe's story - we did not write it. HOWEVER, we decided to make a huge change to Poe's story. At the end of our retelling, we reveal that Pluto the cat is alive and well (and still wearing the Gucci collar), and that the supposed violence against the cat existed entirely in the person's mind. Pluto 2 - the terrifying, supernatural replacement that stalked Leo - is not real either. It is just Verna, taking another form (hence the injury to VERNA'S eye). So in this show, not a single animal is harmed AT ALL. We did that on purpose. We decided to change Poe's classic story so that the cat lived. We went out of our way to do that. I truly don't have anything against cats. I do tell horror stories... but that's about it! I hope it doesn't make it more difficult to enjoy the story, and thank you for watching.

[minniesmutt]

I loved your pet play fic with seungmin, would you mind writing one with hyunjin? with kitten instead of puppy? and maybe soft dom hyunjin? 😶💖

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     Y/n was over it. Everyone at work was pissing her off and she was doing things far above her pay. It had been like this all week and she was at a tipping point. She was one moment away from crying. Her boyfriend was her only savior at the moment as his name popped up on her screen.

     “Hey babe,” Y/n said as she held the phone to her ear and packed up her bag

     “Hey. Everything alright?” Hyunjin’s voice came from the other line 

     “Yeah. Just packing up to leave.”

     “Rough day?”

     “Rough week. I might just go home and cry.” Y/n made her way out of the office and down to her car.

     “I’m sorry sweetheart. I’m stuck in the studio rehearsing a little longer than I thought I would be so I can’t comfort you.”

     “It’s okay Hyun. I understand, I wouldn't pull you away from work.”

     “Can I order dinner for you? Let me do something because I don’t know when I’m going to be home.”

     “It’s fine. I’m sure we have leftovers I can heat up.”

     “Let me rephrase, I’m ordering dinner for you. Go home and take a shower. I’ll order your comfort food, please eat, and then I’ll cuddle with you when I get home.” 

     Y/n got in her car and sighed as she sat, “Okay,” Y/n said

     “Hang on.” She heard some movement on his side as she started her car and connected her phone. “You in your car, kitten?”

     “Yeah,” Y/n, blushing a bit 

     “No more thinking, okay? Go home and shower then eat. I’ll call you when I’m off.”

     “Okay…”

     “Okay what, kitten?” 

     “Okay, daddy.”

     “Good girl. Daddy will take care of you when he comes home. No more thinking for the weekend. Just let me take care of you, alright?”

     “Alright Daddy.”

     “Drive safe kitten. Text me when you’re home.”

     “I will. I love you daddy.”

     “I love you too, Kitten. I’ll order your food for you.”

     “Thank you.”

     “You’re welcome. I’ll see you at home.”

     Hyunjin hung up the call and Y/n drove home. Trying not to cry in her way, not because of work but because of how grateful she was for her boyfriend. She barely beat the delivery man to her house. Her dinner was delivered right as she kicked her shoes off. She thanked him and took the food. 

     She let her boyfriend know she was home and was going to eat before taking a shower. She didn’t get a reply but she knew he was busy. She cleaned up and went into their room after she finished eating. Turning on the shower and going to grab some clothes. Noticing Hyunjin had left a couple of their kink things out from last night just as her phone rang with a text

hyunnie 🩵: alright baby. just relax until i get home, okay? y/n: you left my ears and collar from last night hyunnie 🩵: Oops! I’ll put them away when i get home. don’t worry about them  y/n: oooorrrr i can put them on and wait… hyunnie 🩵: are you sure baby? you don’t have to if you’re not feeling up for it y/n: please hyun🥺 it’ll make me feel better  hyunnie 🩵: okay. shower and get ready then. we’re almost done so i should be home soon then i’ll take care of my pretty kitty.  y/n: I love you 💚💚💚 hyunnie 🩵: i love you too kitten💚💚💚

     Y/n smiled at their little emoji code. Their way of giving the other consent when they were out of the house but had something planned. Y/n walked back into their bathroom after grabbing an oversized t-shirt. She stripped herself of her work clothes and got in the shower. Washing away the stress from the day under the warm water. 

     She dried off and put on the t-shirt. Walking back into their bedroom and grabbing the accessories he had left out. Putting on her cat ears and little collar before getting in their bed. Letting him know she was going to take a little nap while she waited and to wake her when he was home with a green heart. 

     Hyunjin didn’t see her last text till they finished their last run-through. Collapsing dramatically on the couch, took a breath then grabbed his phone. He smiled and texted her that he was coming home even though he knew she was asleep. He chugged the rest of his water and then gathered his things. Walking out with his friends before going their separate ways and confirming their time for practice tomorrow. 

     The dancer got in his car and made his way home to his sleepy girlfriend. Bouncing his free leg impatiently at every light he got stopped at. He all but ran into the house once he was home. Dropping his bag by the door and kicking his shoes off. He made his way up to their room. Finding the lights off and his precious girlfriend napping under their sheets. He smiled as he made his way to her. 

     Gently he pulled them off her body and kissed her head. She didn’t stir as he gently rolled her onto her back. Hyunjin kissed her forehead as he got on the bed. He spent his time gently peppering kisses on her face and neck as his thumbs rubbed circles into her thighs. Muttering a few words of affirmation he’d repeat when she was awake. 

     His hands roamed up her shirt, finding she had disregarded putting anything other than her shirt on. Hyunjin smiled and gently pushed her shirt up above her chest. Leaning down and continuing to pepper kisses on her breasts, moving her legs to the sides of his legs. 

     “Poor kitten’s been too overworked,” Hyunjin mumbled against her skin and ran two fingers through her folds. 

     His lips wrapped around her nipple as his fingers found her clit. Gently rubbing circles as she made a light moan. His tongue swirled around the bud in his mouth before he switched to the other one. Eventually leaving her nipples behind and moving down to her clit. Hyunjin gently put her legs over his shoulders as he lay on his stomach. He kissed her clit before licking a strip between her folds. Tongue dipping into her entrance and thrusting in and out of her. Lubing up her walls with his saliva and her own arousal. Moving the muscle in and out of her and switching to suck on her clit. Arms wrapped around her thighs to keep her still, even though she was sound asleep.

     Occasionally he could hear her sleepy moans as he prepped her. Looking up at her to check, only seeing she’d maybe turned her head from one side to the other. He pulled his tongue out of her and sat up on his knees. He pulled his shirt off over his head and tossed it to their floor along with his pants. Stripping himself and pushing her legs apart.

     Slowly, Hyunjin pushed the tip of his cock into her. The intrusion made her whine a bit. He moved slowly, rubbing her clit with his thumb while he moved into her. “My precious kitten,” Hyunjin said.

     “Daddy…” Y/n mumbled, starting to stir

     “Mhm. Daddy’s here Kitten,” Hyunjin said as he started thrusting in and out.

     Y/n moaned as she opened her eyes a bit. “There’s my pretty girl,” Hyunjin smiled

     Y/n moaned as his tip brushed a certain spot inside her. “Daddy,” Y/n moaned

     “I’ve got you kitty. Tell me what you need,” Hyunjin cooed

     “Faster,” Y/n meekly asked

     Hyunjin picked up his pace and leaned over her. Planting his free hand next to her head as his hips bucked into her. Thumb almost matching his thrusting pace. Y/n reached up and wrapped her arms around him. She pulled him down to her as she moaned into his neck. Hyunjin smiled as she clenched around him. 

     Hyunjin smiled as he mumbled more praises into her ear till he had her creaming around him, almost sending him over too. “Fuck kitty,” Hyunjin groaned 

     “In me. Please Daddy,” Y/n whined 

     “Anything for you, kitten. Don’t have to ask.”

     Hyunjin thrusted into her a few more times before pushing in fully and unloading inside her. Holding himself up so as not to collapse on her before he finished. Once he was sure she had milked every last drop from him he pulled out and away from her. Y/n whined as he did, reaching out for him

     “Gotta clean you up kitten,” Hyunjin reminded her

     “More…” She mumbled     “Later pretty. You need some proper sleep.”     Hyunjin got her to the bathroom and cleaned her up, taking off their play accessories and setting them on the counter before taking her back to bed. Hyunjin tucked her in and properly cleaned up their room before getting in bed with her, pulling her onto his chest and letting her rest there till morning.

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[cherie-doll]

𓆩♡𓆪 Headcanon: Convincing Them To Get A Pet

⊱⊰ Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Roach, Alejandro, Phillip Graves, Keegan, Hesh Walker, Logan Walker, König, Horangi, Nikto

Price

You kept bringing stray cats home

Every time you walk through the door, hands buried in the pockets of your tightly wrapped coat, John turns his head and asks "What've you got in there?"

"I don't know what you're talking about" and a meow can be heard coming from inside your coat

He makes you take it off to find a cat and her kittens snug and warm in the inner pockets

"They were cold..." you say sheepishly when he sighs

Ghost

He has to take care of you and now you want a pet??

Says he has enough on his plate with just you

You’re blowing up his phone sending him videos of animals or shoving the phone in his face

“Simon, Simon! Look at this! We should totally get one.”

“…That’s a spider. Why would you want that?”

Soap

He had also been wanting a pet for some time now, he had an exotic animal in mind until you got chickens

"...Are we going to eat it?"

"Johnny, no."

Now he has to wake up early and feed them every day when the sun rises to when the sun goes down

The chickens have grown on him and he's even named them, gets upset when you or someone jokes about eating them

Gaz

Is totally fine with any pet as long as it’s nothing too out of the ordinary, so you got bunnies

You'll let them roam around the house sometimes and Kyle hates when you do that because they tend to chew things and it's somehow always his things

Imagine Kyle falling asleep in your bed with the pink comforters and the adorable fluffy baby bunnies (yes i'm making a reference to that one tiktok)

Roach

Unfortunately for both of you, you are weak when it comes to animals

You’re both fawning over the cats and dogs in the animal shelter, cuddling with the baby goats at the local farm even if they’re chewing your clothes and head butting you

Together you’ve owned your weird assortment of pets; ducks, goats, spiders, snakes etc.

I headcanon Gary is a nerd when it comes to snakes and bugs

Alejandro

In the moment, you manage to convince him pretty easily, until you actually bring home the dog you wanted

Pretends he doesn’t like petting it or getting near it

Even curses when he has to get up at night to let it out for it to use the bathroom

But ofc within a month he’s totally smitten over your pit bull

Spends money on buying it nice collars and food, taking it out for a drive in his truck frequently

When cooking on the grill he always buys extra meat just for your dog

Phillip Graves

I like to think he has a soft spot for animals and agreed to going along with you when deciding what animal to adopt

What he didn't expect was to be pulling into a ranch and looking at horses

He expected to be looking at dogs or cats or a fish even

Now he's helping you muck out the stall for the beautiful pinto you bought

Helps brush her down and keep its mane and tail smooth to enter it in shows and competitions

Keegan

He knew you'd been wanting a pet for a while now because every time you visited someone who owned a pet you'd asked if you could play or pet them

You probably spent longer bonding with animals than with humans

Decided to surprise you with a talking parrot

Every now and then he'll teach it cute phrases like "I love you", the parrot will sometimes pick up some colorful language from Keegan

Hesh Walker

He caved in and originally thought of gifting you a pretty Siamese cat before thinking he'd like to play a little prank on you

As a joke, he gave you two rats, each with a pink bow on them

David would've started laughing if it weren't for you growing attached to them, eventually he did tell you he intended to buy you a cat

The rats were quite intelligent and learned tricks fast and frequently played games so both you and David decided to keep them and forget about the original plan of getting a cat

Logan Walker

He could never say no to you

However, you had owned a dog before, Logan wasn't fond of cats and you didn't want something like a lizard or a fish that would stay inside a tank all the time

The perfect opportunity came up when you had the chance to adopt a baby cow, a calf who had lost its mother

You both agreed, there was extra unused backyard space

The calf was named "Moonpie"

König

You really wanted a pet, but König couldn't understand why

"We already have a pet"

It was an iguana, which König already owned when you moved in with him

You weren't very fond of it because of an anecdote that occurred the first time you were over at König's place; you had seen a long tail in between the couch cushions and thinking it was a stuffed animal or a toy you pull at it only to see the iguana moving

It still freaks you out to this day when you remember how flaky and weird the scales felt

Horangi

He agreed and suggested he be the one to go pick out a pet from the shelter

You stood at the door when you heard his car ready to meet your new pet only to be met with a plastic container

Upon opening the box you're shocked to see he brought home a snake, he just snickers as he picks it up, holding it as the boa wraps around his arm biceps

"You wanted a pet, didn't you?"

Nikto

You had spent months trying to convince him to get a pet, to which he kept saying no to

"Come on Andre, a dog wouldn't be as bad as a kid"

He had no reaction other than just a grunt, but next time he came home from deployment he set a portable crate down

You rushed excitedly when you heard squeals thinking it was a puppy, after three weeks you notice the brownish fur begin to lighten and spots appearing

"Where did you say you got the dog from?''

"Did I ever say it was a dog?"

Post inspired by this cutie:

Everyone say "Thank you Corazòn"

[mountainficss]

Hiii pretty! I love your mind honestly💖 you wrote about the puppie threesome and it was soooo freaking good!!! it got me thinking about threesome with two kitty cats... woozi and wonwoo sub kittens who aren't very physical until they're needy 😫😫😫😫

!! mentions of: sub!jihoon, sub!wonwoo, threesome, unprotected sex, teasing, nipple play

ahhh thank you sooo much i am so glad you enjoyed it! that makes me so happy <3 and omg i LOVE this idea anon.

i looove thinking about the kitty duo. jihoon and wonwoo would naturally be very mellow and easygoing, not needing much to be satisfied. jihoon would enjoy staying in the peaceful quiet of your home, easily finding things to keep him entertained. wonwoo would also enjoy the calming atmosphere of your apartment, finding it the perfect place to wind down and play games on his computer. the both of them can be a bit independent, but they’d always appreciate the time they spend with you. they definitely love the quality time more than anything, and just being able to be around you would make them very happy kitties. on their regular days, they wouldn’t need more than a sweet kiss to get them by (they’d never be opposed to more of course; they’re just not openly touchy). they also might go out of their way to start little convos with you just because they love you and love talking to you :)

on days where they’re needy, you would notice the difference in behavior right away. they’re very subtle about their delivery, but it doesn’t take much for you to tell since they’re not usually touchy. when you’re in the kitchen, jihoon might graze his hands over your body more often than usual under the guise of getting around you. might even let his hands hover on your waist, even giving it a small squeeze before letting you go. he’d also sit closer to you than normal when you’re seated on the couch, lacing his fingers carefully with yours and running his thumb over your knuckles. you’d shoot him a knowing glance, but would only be met with a flustered jihoon who seemed set on avoiding your gaze. wonwoo would act in a similar fashion, finding any excuse to touch you. he’d beg you to try the new computer game he downloaded, having you sit at his desk and play while he watches. he’d even place his hands over yours, guiding them over the correct keys. wonwoo would also hover behind you in the bathroom when you’re applying your skincare, settling his chin on your shoulder and gazing at you in the mirror. you’d find his clingy behavior a bit silly if he hadn’t turned his head and buried his face into your neck, giving the skin a few heated pecks.

your apartment would practically be buzzing with sexual tension by the end of the day, and you’d become irritated knowing that your two pretty kitties aren’t sprawled out beneath you right this instant. so you’d take matters into your own hands, snatching them both by the collars of their shirts and dragging them to your bedroom. you’d strip without any words, and the pretty boys would follow your lead with no questions asked. they’d try to be discreet about it, but they love being under your control. jihoon might be a bit huffy and wonwoo a bit timid, but when it comes to you and your pleasure they’d immediately drop to their knees for you.

you’d decide on toying with jihoon first, always finding his pouty expression and flushed cheeks adorable. jihoon would lie beneath you, his pretty pale skin completely exposed. you’d straddle him, hovering over his length and simply grinding down once. wonwoo would be seated right behind you, watching over your shoulder as you use jihoon and fisting the blankets below him. jihoon would let out the tiniest of whimpers, trying his hardest to hold back his embarrassing sounds as you grind your wet heat against him. you’d run your fingers over his hardened nipples, relishing in the way jihoon flinches beneath you. “aww, jihoonie. feels too good, hm?” you’d tease him, cupping his face gently and rubbing a thumb across his heated skin. “want me to use you an’ fuck you, right jihoonie? bet it feels good to let go,” you’d continue, watching his face become even redder at your dirty words. he’d always get so adorably pouty when you said such vulgar things, because he knew they were true. “s-stop,” he’d whine, eyes rolling back as you slide his throbbing length into your hole slowly. he’d let out a wanton moan, his hands shooting up to your hips and grasping the flesh harshly. he’d occasionally buck his hips up into you, unable to resist you and needing to feel more. “you might even be needier than wonwoo, baby,” you’d coo, glancing behind you to look at wonwoo’s cute expression. his eyes were widened and glassy, hands still twisted in the sheets in an attempt to control himself. jihoon would just let out another frustrated whine, face becoming increasingly red from your teasing. he hated and loved when you teased him; he’d never admit to liking the muddled feelings of embarrassment and arousal every time you spoke to him.

you’d circle your hips, suddenly bouncing harshly on his length and pulling a surprised moan from sweet jihoon. he’d try his best to hold back his whimpers, but lewd sounds would just keep slipping from his lips uncontrollably as you pleasure him. you could feel wonwoo’s warm presence behind you, and you’d reach back with one hand to grab a fistful of his hair. wonwoo would moan gently, his hands gravitating towards your waist and gripping softly. he loved seeing the way you bounced on jihoon, and watching the both of you pleasure each other would make wonwoo’s cock twitch with want. you could feel wonwoo’s erection against you, smiling to yourself as you continued to ruin jihoon. jihoon would be a moaning mess as he gets closer and closer to his release, his hands getting restless as they travel up and down your body. “c-cumming…” jihoon would trail helplessly, unable to hold back his orgasm and shooting ropes inside of you. you’d slow your pace a bit, helping him ride out his high and making sure his release stays stuffed in your hole. “such a good kitty, jihoonie,” you’d coo, admiring his gorgeous blissed out expression. when you feel jihoon soften inside you, you’d slide off of his cock, immediately sinking down onto wonwoo’s erection with no warning. you’d grind down hard against him, feeling his grip on your waist tighten as jihoon just watches dazedly. you were slick with jihoon’s previous release and your own arousal, and it was easy for you to completely envelop wonwoo’s length. wonwoo would bite back a groan, eventually giving up as you continue your grinding. “ready for your turn, kitty~?” you’d smirk, glancing back at wonwoo and giving him your prettiest smile. wonwoo would nod eagerly, unconsciously bucking his hips up into yours at the pet name.

out of every other activity, playing with your needy kitties would be your favorite pastime <3

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[holylulusworld]

Serve your soldier (2)

Summary: The world order changed.

Pairing: Soldier Boy x fem!Reader

Warnings: angst, mentions of character’s death, mentions of enslavement, implied past dub-con, dystopian world, kind of master/servant relationship, power imbalance possessiveness, jealous Homelander, cockwarming, violence

Kink: Collars

Catch up here: Serve your Soldier

Kinktober vs Flufftober 2024

Grunts, moans, and screams fill your ears. You hide your face in Soldier Boy’s neck, wishing you could just hide from the world.

“Hmm…feels so good being inside your wet little pussy,” he whispers in your ear. “No other hole made me feel like you do. I love fucking you, kitten.”

You wrinkle your nose at his crass words. You’re only a set of holes to him, you knew that already. But knowing hearing the words leaves his lips hit differently.

“I wasn't done talking to you!” Homelander just doesn’t get it. He plops down on the sofa next to your master, dipping his head to shamelessly stare at your stretched-out hole. “She’s got two more holes. Let me show her how a man fucks.”

“My orgy, my rules. If you don’t want to follow the rules, you can fuck off. If not, look for another hole to fill. She’s mine, and mine alone.”

“What if I split your skull?” Soldier Boy snorts at Homelander’s words. “She can find solace in my arms then, and I’ll stretch her holes so good she’ll forget about you.”

You whimper in your master’s neck. His cock twitches inside your cunt, and you fear, he’ll agree to letting Homelander touch you or worse.

“FUCK OFF!” Soldier Boy growls loud enough to make the room fall silent. Everyone stopped moving for a second to stare at their master. “She’s wearing a collar for a reason.”

Homelander scoffs. “That little ugly thing?” He grabs the collar around your neck, making you choke for a moment before he rips it off your neck. The little silver heart flies across the room, and you cry at the loss of it. Your safety, your protection is gone.

“Now she can be used by anyone,” Homelander chuckles darkly. “Let me be the first. Maybe we can share her from now on.” He hungrily stares at you. You’re shaking in fear, desperately clinging to your master.

“Do you honestly believe I’ll share my kitten with you? You’re nothing but walking STDs, you son of a bitch!” Soldier Boy growls at his opponent before he whispers something in your ear. You immediately get off his lap and kneel next to his feet.

Soldier Boy rises from his seat to size Homelander up. He hums and looks the supe up and down. “Ah, let’s start with her mouth then,” the blonde smirks when you shake your head. “A stubborn little bitch you are. Don’t believe you can get mouthy with me.”

“I said, enough!” Soldier Boy rams his fist into Homelander’s chest, sending the supe flying. He ends up breaking through a wall. “Homelander is banned from our herogasm for a lifetime. He broke the rules.

Everyone stares at you kneeling next to your master. They murmur something before going back to their orgy. No one cares about what happened. Neither would they have cared if Homelander hurt or killed you.

“Come, we will leave now. I lost my interest in this show.” Your master holds out his hand, smirking when you try to take it. He grabs you by your waist and throws you over his shoulder, laughing as his eyes land on Homelander lick some woman’s cunt.

Soldier Boy walks out of the room, and toward his penthouse at the Tower. He whistles a tune while you hang over his shoulder, scared and confused about what happened.

No supe ever hurt another supe for a mere human. They fight all the time, not to defend their pets. Cause that’s what humans are to them, nothing else—a toy or a pet to play with until they get bored.

You sniffle silently as he unlocks his home. He steps inside and slams the door shut behind him. “No crying,” he warns when he puts you back on your feet. Soldier Boy inspects your neck. You hiss but try to hide, Homelander bruised your neck. “He hurt you.”

Dropping your gaze, you nod. His fingertips carefully graze the bruises as if he wanted to memorize them. “I’m going to kill him if he ever even looks your way.”

“Why?” You meekly ask.

He huffs. “Because I say so, and he touched you. No one touches you.” Soldier Boy dips his head to press kisses to the bruises. “You’re mine, and I protect what’s mine. I’ll get you a new collar. Maybe one in your favorite color.”

“I don’t have a favorite color,” you murmur. All your life you got trained to serve the supes. Finding out which color you like was forbidden, just like everything else.

“Well, maybe we should find out which color you like then,” he whispers against your skin. “I’ll take you out for lunch, and we can look for a new collar.”

“What? I—” Speechless, you look at Soldier Boy. He must be joking, because you’re not allowed to leave the tower. It would be best if you stayed at his place like a good pet.

“New rules,” he cups your face, smirking. “I’ll show everyone my pretty kitten.” Soldier Boy presses a soft kiss to your lips. “Now, let’s wash that bastard off your body, and later, I’ll make you forget he tried to touch you…”

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[knavesflames]

part 2 of arlecchino tying us up and eating us out? :3

Hehe sorry it was so late! I’ve been trying to get through some asks!

Part one is here!

Contents: strap on, reader is still tied up with the lace, praise, reader has cat ears 🫨

Word count: 1369

Nsft utc:)

Panting as you stare at the ceiling, your body trembling and the pink lace digging into your skin, you listen as Arlecchino rises from her position, kissing back up your body. This time, the kisses are urgent, almost aggressive as they travel up your stomach, across your breasts and around the soft part of your neck where your shoulder and neck meet. She listens to your breathing, already ragged from your previous orgasm and the anticipation of the fact she isn’t finished with you. Her hand reaches underneath your chin, tilting your head to look into her dark, dark eyes. Her face is stoic, almost blank, but the arousal she’s so good at hiding is very clear, especially in addition to her slightly louder breathing. Her lips meet yours, tongue grazing your bottom lip, and then dancing with your own, fighting for dominance, though, it’s not really a fight. With you naked and your wrists tied, mind hazy from the orgasm you just had, it’s clear she’d win. Then again, she’d win anyday. Arlecchino’s lips part from yours, thumb wiping the saliva that gathers in the corner of your mouth before she moves from the bed. She rummages in that drawer, the one always kept locked, the bottom drawer of her dresser with a selection of her favourite objects and toys she can use to draw out noises and orgasms out of you every time.

You realise, despite her acting cruel, she’s giving you just a little bit of time to gather your breath, for your body to calm down. She could have been back over to you already, but she’s waiting, taking her time. Either that, or she’s just incredibly indecisive today. By the time your breath has finally regulated, the familiar footfalls are getting closer to you again. They stop right next to you, and your eyes open to her face, this time with a hint of a smirk on her face. Your eyes travel towards her hands and your eyes narrow in slight confusion. Her hands, with her pointed nails (filed down just for you, of course), held multiple items, all of which are about to be used without complaint (unless you want to be punished today). Her hands move above your head, placing the cutest little headband on your head. A white headband with the cutest little kitten ears placed on, originally a Halloween accessory from long ago, kept for times like these. It started when you dressed up as a kitten for Halloween one year, and the outfit you wore drove her insane, and the night ended up with you being fucked against the wall, the little bell on your collar jingling with every thrust and movement.

Since then, the bell has been engraved with a simple ‘M’, done by Arlecchino’s own nails. She says it stands for ‘mine’, and you can only trust her word for it. Obedient as you are, you lift your head for her, letting her put the pretty collar around your neck.

“Good.”

Arlecchino knows you relish in the praise you get from her, no matter if it’s her picking you up and spinning you around after a good exam result (which she’s done, though refuses to admit she has), or a simply “good” when you do something she tells you to do, so she’s sure to pepper lots of praise in just to see you melt every time. It’s a weakness of hers, your fucked out grin or the way your pussy flutters around her strap every single time. Said strap is quickly and expertly attached to her, her favourite one. Long and slightly angled to hit the spot you love so much, a light pink colour, picked by you, one of the things she allowed you to pick out when she bought it. You struggle to hide the way your eyes light up in delight at the sight of it, your wrists once again straining against the pink lace she tied around them at the beginning.

“Arlie, please.”

“Be quiet, kitty.”

The nickname alone shuts you up completely, stealing the breath from your throat, and she knows it too. The bed shifts under her weight as her hands pry your thighs open, though they don’t need much prying. She could look at you and you’d spread as far as you could get them. She gives a nod of approval, the slightest smile appearing on her face before it quickly disappears. Her hand moves to grip back of your head, bringing you closer to stare into your eyes, to watch your face as she slides into you. You can smell yourself on her breath, and it isnt like either of you care. You lock eyes, but yours flutter closed as you let out a sharp puff of air when you feel the silicone material against your entrance. She takes a fistful of you hair, tugging it to get your attention, and it does. You gasp, and your eyes fly open.

“Look at me, or I won’t do this at all.”

“Sorry.”

“Sorry, what?”

You gulp. She seems to be playing this game tonight. It’s your fault for teasing her all week anyway, and you should be glad you aren’t bent over her lap counting spanks, or on your sixth orgasm, which you very well could be by now.

“Sorry, mommy, I—“

Your voice is swept away by a push of her hips as the strap slides inside of you with ease, a lewd wet sound echoing in the room. One of Arlecchino’s favourite things is to slide into you while you’re speaking, to listen to the way your voice goes from speaking to quiet whines.

“Good girl.”

Your arms strain against the lace again as you try to clutch at her, the bell on your collar jingling with every movement the two of you make. The jingles are music to Arlecchino’s ears, and she whispers soft praises against the shell of your ear, her smooth velvety voice driving you insane.

“Stay still, kitty. You’re so desperate today.”

“I think—“

“Not yet.”

“Please.”

Her hand moves from your hair to slide a finger under the collar wrapped around your neck, creating a small bit of pressure around your neck before she speaks again, panting through each thrust.

“You have been bothering me all week, and now you get what you want and you want it to be over so quickly? My pretty slut.”

You whimper in response, but you stay quiet for the next five minutes, listening to her grunts, the bell jingling and your incessant breathy whines. The lace restraints around your wrists finally break (they are lace, after all, they were never very strong), and you waste no time in clawing and clutching at her to bring her closer, burying your head into the crook of her shoulder as your nails claw at her back. When your legs begin to tremble again, and tears beginning to gather in your eyes, a clear sign of another incoming climax, she takes pity on you, giving your cheek a stroke with her thumb.

“Cum for me, kitty.”

She gets only the first syllable out before your pussy is fluttering around her strap, your body arching and twitching as your eyes roll back and close. She keeps thrusting through the climax before coming to a stop when you tap her thrice, your silent signal that you’re done. Still stoic, yet softer, she gently rubs your wrist, soothing where the lace had rubbed against it.

“Are you fine?”

“Yes.”

You pull her down, trapping her in a cuddle that she’s more than happy to take part in, both of you breathing heavily. The hint of a loving smile ghosts her face as her fingers come up and adjust the cat ears, setting them properly back on your head before she whispers.

“Pretty.”

You’re too breathless to speak, so you only poke her in response before your body begins relaxing, and you feel your eyes drift closed, feeling a hand run through the ends of your hair as she whispers sweet nothings to help you along in your slumber. Though, as soon as you’re ready, you’ll be going again. You know that much.

[eye-may]

Could you do Etcetera and Electra now pretty please? The besties

Your drawing style is so cool and pleasant to look at💕💕

Also, Happy Christmas and new year!✨🐱

ty for the kind words! I hope yall had a good holiday!

disclaimer, this is my first time trying to draw etcetera and electra so Im sure my designs for them will change in the future, but that's par for the course with me lol. I draw mistoffelees probably the most and even now I wouldn't say that I'm 100% on even his design. usually when I go about transliterating the costumes I'm looking at the napier concepts and the '98 designs (if only bc they're the easiest to find clear images of lol) but sometimes those leotards and wigs are damn hard to recreate in my style lmaooo

not that anybody asked about all that lmao ANYWAY,

in terms of backstories, these are another pair of kittens that I'm not too decisive about yet lol. I can at least start with surmising that neither were, or are, domesticated, as neither wear collars. I entertained the idea of them knowing each other prior to arriving at the Junkyard, but now I'm leaning more towards them actually having met there instead.

I see Etcetera as very outgoing, sociable, trusting, and so on, with humans and cats alike, so I'm actually thinking that maybe she had been briefly domesticated, but then was abandoned for whatever reason by her humans, maybe discarded somewhere near the entrance to the Yard. I feel like she would have naively thought it was all a game, taking a while to realize that she was left purposefully and her humans weren't coming back from her, nor where they looking to be found. Probably one of the older cats would have spotted her and invited led her back to the Yard to be looked after.

For Electra...personality-wise, I see her as similar in personality/energy levels to Ectetera, but kind of "edgier." She's more bold, brash, and curious, whereas Ectetera is persuadable, impressionable, credulous, etc (heh). she's a little goofier and lighthearted. that's not to say that Electra isn't also fun and goofy, but I think she's more of a "thinker," and more independent. Electra may be a more itinerant member of the tribe, despite being so young. Nobody, after all, is a prisoner there; cats and kittens alike can come and go as they see fit, and Electra is a little too insatiably curious, and a little too courageous, to be confined.

Her backstory is ehhhh...very nebulous to me yet. It's probably something similar to Pouncival and Plato; born to a stray, maybe in an alley, and eventually ended up separated from her family. I'm going to have to think more extensively about where she comes from and how she ended up a member of the tribe. Honestly her and Etcetera both lol.

I think Electra, sort of like Tumblebrutus, is likely to be a ringleader when it comes to mischief among kittens in and out of the Junkyard. Tumbebrutus, though, is always looking to impress and appear tough, whereas Electra operates under no such pretenses; she doesn't care nearly as much about what others think of her. Her concerns lie more in the greater unknown. She's the epitome of a curious feline, wanting to know more about the world, about history, and about what it means to be a Jellicle Cat. Others like Victoria and Jemima more often intuit such things, more likely to allow themselves to be governed by the influences of the Jellicle Moon and their own varieties of mysticism. Electra is a bit more literal, more salt-of-the-earth. She usually convinces the other kittens to accompany her on her sojourns and escapades, but she'll go it alone too; I'd peg her as one of the most organically independent kittens...and also, I think, one of the most leaderly and protective.

She gets along with everyone, but is most often accompanied probably by Etcetera. She probably butts heads the most with Tumblebrutus, although the two of them can be quite a pair when it comes to working together towards a common goal.

Etcetera is less so those things, although she's sort of "daring" like Electra, insofar as she's not prone to fits of pragmatism that make her cower in the face of adversity, real or perceived. she's simply all to happy to be along for the ride. extroverted and containing boundless energy, she feels the need to enjoy the company of others and to be the center of attention almost constantly. I think her and Electra get along so well partly because Electra is so restless, and Etcetera lacks inhibitions, all too happy to be included; she's pretty much the only one of the younger cats who will never play devil's advocate, who will never express doubt, who will never try to talk another cat out of an impending adventure. her only reservation, really, may be getting in trouble with the older cats; but it's not too hard to talk her into disregarding such concerns.

More meaningfully, I think the two go well together because of their polarized approaches to viewing the world and construing more difficult lessons and concepts. Electra is prone to getting too much in her head and overthinking; so it's a good thing Etcetera is there to dumb things down for her, to simplify those more challenging queries in a way that is comfortingly sensible and potent. I.e., when Electra finds herself pondering why is such-and-such right? Etcetera will remind her that right is right, and there's no need to look further. Or in other words, she reminds Electra that sometimes it's time to mind your heart and your intuition, rather than get tangled up in endless cerebral complexities. in her view, sometimes you truly don't need all the answers.

all together the two of them enjoy a very balanced and close friendship, and are jointly the source of a lot of energy and mischief that takes place in the Yard!

[nappingmoon]

toji x hybrid!reader (kitty cat <3) nsfw

thinking about being toji’s little cat hybrid who loves playing hide and seek with him. he comes from work and expects you to be waiting at the door but instead he’s greeted by the sight of your little bell collar abandoned.

you do this every so often, getting the urge to play and insisting that he’s cheating if he can hear your bell clink as you move (either way it never takes him long to find you.) today, though, toji was pent up. shiu was giving him shit all day and then his client tried to stiff him, making up some excuse about wanting the assassination done in a different way.

“kitten, come on out i’m not in the mood to play.” he grumps, and is met by silence. his steps are heavy as he walks through the house and he barely catches the pitter patter of you moving from one room to another. “baby, i’m serious, you’re not going to like me if you make me find you. i’m giving you a chance to be good; you won’t get another.” he calls out.

there’s nothing but a continued silence; you’ve made your choice. sighing, toji walks toward his room. it’s your favorite place to hide in. your ears go flat and you start to wiggle your hips into go mode, ready to run off the second he gets too close. you keen your head to look towards where his feet should be coming into view until you realize you can’t hear or see him anymore. your ears go back and your tail flicks from left to right, shimmying back from your place under his bed, already working on your plan to get into the closet when you feel a hand grab on to the scruff of your neck. you scramble to get further underneath, heart racing, but it’s useless. in just a second you find yourself held in the air, face to face with a very very angry toji.

he’s got you bent over his lap and your ass is raw from the spanks. he grumbles, “should’a listened to me kitty. could’a been nice to my pretty kitty cat but you had to go and hide from me.” his hand comes down again and you mewl out a sad “twenty-three”. it had been far more than twenty three— toji made you restart every time you forgot or miscounted. he rubs his hand over butt, the skin hot to the touch. “only two more, pretty. you’ve got this.”

and you do. he lands a palm on each cheek to finish it off and you’re sobbing softly by the end. he picks you up and places you on his lap gently, aware of how tender you are at the moment. he takes your chin in his hand and places a kiss on your nose, murmuring a small, “good, kitten. knew you could do it.” his thumb comes to your cheek to wipe the tears there and immediately pops between his lips to lick them up. at the sight, your ears twitch and your tail starts to curl around his leg. as his thumb goes to your other cheek to do the same thing until he notices the needy look in your big eyes. “did all of this make my little kitty cat hot ‘n bothered? did having your ass spanked raw make your pretty pussy all wet?”

ask he moves his fingers from your hips to your cunt, you squeeze your eyes and nuzzle into his neck, knowing what he’s going to find. “shit, you’re drippin’ baby.” as he dips his fingers into your slick, bringing it back to rub over your clit, you can’t help but paw at his chest, nudging your head further into him, feeling his stubble prickle deliciously against your skin. he continues playing with your clit and the combination of the feeling and the sounds you make overwhelm your senses, bringing out from within you a purr.

at the sound, toji brings his other hand up to scratch and ruffle between your ears, teasing, “my kitten’s feeling all good now, huh? s’that all it took?” and while his hands feel amazing, it’s not enough. you move to straddle his hips, wincing a little when you accidentally sit and the throbbing returns. you grind into toji as you pepper kisses over his face, your purrs coming out louder every time you go to pucker your lips. toji sits amused as you do this using him to get off but obviously not getting enough. “you need a little help?” he asks as you reach his mouth, kissing and leaving little kitten licks over his scar.

your whine of “yes, please” is all he needs to hear before he maneuvers you onto all fours on the bed. as he unbuckles his belt, you drop your chest down and stretch stretch stretchy your hands out, wiggling your fingers at the end. he’s taking to long and you go to wiggle your hips, too, but he grabs them, kneading the skin that was left untouched by his earlier punishment. he twirls your tail around his finger, then traces down the arch of your spine. it brings goosebumps over all of your skin and as you open your mouth to protest his teasing, all that comes out is a gasp. toji wastes no time in easing his length into you, bringing your hips together in one motion.

from there on, not much but mewls of toji’s name and soft little ‘please’s leave your mouth. you claw at the bed as his hips relentlessly thrust in and out of you, his dick hitting all the places that make you see stars. with his left hand he grips your waist so hard you know it will be tender tomorrow, bringing your body towards his and ensuring that you don’t run from him. he brings his right hand around to your chest, sliding between you and the bed to pinch your nipple. you keen and grasp at his hand- though to stop him or encourage it, you don’t know.

toji groans in your ear and you know he's speaking to you but your brain can't seem to keep up with all of the stimulation. soon, both hands of his are on your waist, flipping you over and laying you on your back. he's quick to grab a pillow and slip it under your hips before inserting himself back in your heat. the change in angle throws you for a complete loop and you find your muscles tensing as you cum. toji chuckles as he wraps your legs around his waist and you know he isn't done with you. his hand comes up to your face, gripping your cheeks and forcing your jaw open. he continues rolling his hips into you, fucking you through your orgasm, and gathering spit in his mouth before leaning over you. even in your haze you stick your tongue out, breathy as you manage to keep your eyes on him. he spits into your mouth and you smile, swallowing eagerly and opening up again to show him how obedient you are without him even needing to tell you. at the sight of you so happy to swallow his spit he groans, his dick twitching inside of you. your walls clench in return and he drops his head into your neck, thrusts becoming sloppier. you wrap your arms around his back and drag your claws down it feeling the ridges of his muscles as they flex and tense to work himself into you.

knowing he's close, he presses down on your stomach, working you to your peak once more. you try to swat at his hand, the pressure too much, too soon, too good. your head moves from left to right and it is all so much and all you feel, all you can breathe in is him him him. he picks his head up from your neck and suddenly, all you can see is the green of his eyes as he whispers into your mouth. "cum. cum on my dick again and i'll fill you right up. come on, filthy kitty. I know you're so close. cum." at his last command he presses down again and you see white.

when you open your eyes again, toji is in a pair of dark sweatpants and walking into the room with a glass of water. "oh, hey you're finally up." he makes his way to the bed and scratches gently under your chin. he tilts the glass into your mouth, making you take a few swigs of the cool water and swiping your lip with his thumb before placing the cup on the nightstand. he sits on the bed you work your way under his arm into his lap, hissing at the sting of your ass as you settle in. "sorry kitten, I rubbed in some cream while you were napping but it's still gonna hurt for a bit." he says, frowning at the furrow in your brows. "you feelin' okay? I know it was a bit much. you squirted all over me and passed out. ya scared me."

"mmhmm" you reply sleepily. "a lil sore, but I feel good. you always make me feel s'good." you rub your head into his chest again as he gathers you in his arms, getting under the covers and leaning over to flick off the light switch. you fall asleep to the rhythmic beating of his heart with a small, content smile on your face.

toji kisses the top of your head before letting himself relax, alleviated from the stress of his shitty day and back with his favorite girl. he rubs his hand up and down your back, the motion slowing as he fades into a restful sleep.

[soxcietyy]

Cat and Dog

Yuta x fem reader

Yuta finally decides to let you top him for once and you don’t seem to phase his at all. So he decides to be polite and show you how you truly dominate a person and have them submit to you.

tw:sucking, slapping?, degrading, dirt talk, bitting, overstimulation, pounding, humiliation

This was the first time Yuta has agreed to let you be dominate in bed. It was something you’ve been asking for for a while now and he simply said no. Something about it making him feel less masculine and hurting his ego. He only agreed because you told him you would stop bugging him if he did.

So now you had him in bed in a cute puppy head band and collar. He looked at you in disbelief when you approached him with such thing but let you put it on him. To make him feel less embarrassed you put on some cat ears. When he asked you why the silly costumes you patted him on the head and simply said Halloween.

"Your worrying for no reason Yuta it’s not a big deal." You said as you sat on his crotch making him grunt.

"I’m not worried, I just know your not going to get much of a reaction from me."

You quirk your brow, leaning over him. "Is that so Okkotsu?" You smile.

The both of you were already undressed so you decided to get right into it. Smashing your lips over his, you kiss him. His soft lips touching yours and his hands caressing your body. As he open his mouth your tongue slipped in just like he would do to you. He tasted like the chocolate ice cream he was eating not too long ago. His hands explored your body, rubbing his hands on anything he could reach. He loved doing this especially on cold nights where he needed to "warm up" his hands. Though what he wanted didn't matter tonight, this was all about you and what you wanted. He was supposed to be an obedient dog after all. Pushing his hands down gently you continue to savor him until you needed air.

Leaving his proximity you rest your back on the back bored. Sitting on the opposite side of you he waited for your instructions. You lift your hand up and curl your finger directing him to come to you. He does so but relatively slow. Obviously he wasn’t that into this play but maybe he’ll learn to like it.

Sitting In front of you he watched as you grab him member. Running your hands all over his cock and balls. You pump him member up and down and you couldn’t help but notice how soft it still was. You continue for a good few minutes trying to get him a hard on but nothing seemed to work. You groan internally, maybe you weren’t good at this.

"Yuta your not hard." You said looking at him.

He slowly averted his eyes away from you, suddenly finding the wall more interesting than the situation right now. "Maybe it takes a bit more to turn me on." He says with an almost panicked expression.

Grabbing him by the collar you yanked him till he was eye level with your crotch.

"Bark."

"Excuse me?!" He says once again baffled.

"You heard me bark if you want the treat in front of you."

"…….woof….." he said with the most straight face.

You let out another loud sigh as you let go of him. You couldn’t force your boyfriend to continue when he was clearly not into it. He slowly sat up and put his hand on your leg for comfort.

"Your just not made for it, your not that intimidating nor well you get it. You wanna see how it’s really done?" He asks.

You gave him a shrug as you sit up from your slouching position. Taking his collar off he puts it on you. He liked how it looked so much better on you than on him. Standing up he stretched his arms up before getting started.

Standing next to the bed he directed you to lay on your stomach with your head on give edge of the bed. You do so and have him towering over you like he usually does.

"Now we can role play as a puppy bullying a kitten. Also when you lick my balls you better do like a cat. Now meow for the treat in front of you." He said as he wiggled his dick in front of you.

Okay now you could see why he was awkward about barking.

"Yuta that embarra-" before you could finish your sentence you felt something hard smack your across your face. Blinking blankly you turn back to see it was his dick that smacked you. Opening your mouth to say the same sentence again you get stopped at the same syllables by the smacked with his cock.

Clearly this was payback and clearly he was going to continue this until you meowed at him. Taking a deep breath you look at him and let out a quiet meow.

"Such a good obedient kitty." He said as he lifted his dick up to shove his balls in your face. Hesitantly you stick your tongue out and lick his balls. Looking up at him for feed back, he gave you a smile of approval. You continue doing so and suck on it a few times. Playing with the sack in your mouth. You could hear some satisfying huffs coming from him until he decided to switch things up and put the tip of his cock in between your juicy lips.

"Beg for your treat"

You gulp the last of your integrity you had in you.

"Can I please have your fat cock in my mouth? I need it more than you think. I want it so ba-" not letting you finish another sentence he shoved it in. It seemed like today he was impatient. Moaning with your mouth full you hallow your cheeks while taking him. Slobbering all over his cock until it was wet. He gripped your hair pushing your head in and out of his cock. Groaning every time he pushed you all the way down to his base. The gagging and choking noises made him want to torture you more but he decided he wanted to fuck you fully aware and not air headed. Letting you go your head falls over the edge of the bed as you catch your breath.

Pushing your back on the bed fully, he wiped the drool off your face and wiped it on your soaking cunt.

"Does this kitty want to be dicked down?"

You nod as you sat back up.

"Then why doesn’t this kitty show this puppy how a cat looks like when it’s in heat?"

You mentally groan of embarrassment as you position yourself. Your knees together, your ass up in the air and your waist arching. Wiggling your behind to him, flushing of embarrassment.

You can hear him chuckle causing you to roll your eyes. He clearly saw this as a joke but didn’t care to end it.

"Alright alright I get it, you must excuse this poor puppy though because he doesn’t know how to stop when he’s told." He said as he spreads your folds.

He knew very well how to stop but he was just trying to play it off as role play.

You felt as something warm and moist slipped in you. How it moved in and out of your trembling body. How his fingers rubbed against your clit. You groaned finally being able to feel a bit of pleasure from this whole situation. You grind onto his face wanting more of the pleasure. God why was he so good with his tongue. He was going all in with the slurping, tongue fucking and clit rubbing.

You whined as you felt yourself getting closer. He knew exactly what those noises meant too so he stoped.

Standing up he put his dick in your entrance and leaned forward to look at you by pulling your hair back.

"Look at this dumb little pussy getting taunted by a puppy. Are you going to fight back or give in to me? Though I think I already knows the answer to that." He said as he smacked your went cunt. You jolt at the sudden touch.

"Okay I get it Yuta please, I can’t take your little game anymore." You say breathing heavily.

"Game? Im just trying to show you that your all mine and I’ll always be the dominant one in our relationship. I’ll do all the work and you just worry about looking pretty for me. Cant wait to fuck this kitty dumb."

He slides into you slowly stretching you out.

"Such a helpless little kitty, so dumb for agreeing to letting a puppy show you dominance. You wanna know how dogs show dominance? They ignore commands and they bite with there sharp teeth." He said fully slamming into you as he pushed your head onto the mattes.

"Iv been waiting to fuck the shit out of you since forever." He said running his hands through his hair as he went in and out of you.

You moan as he quickened his pace. Have you been riling him up unknowingly? What made him all of a sudden go off on you like that? Why was he hitting your sweet spot over and over again all of a sudden?

His dick hit deep inside of you repeatedly. The lack of air you were getting was making you light headed and the pleasure was crazy. The sloppy smacking, his groans and moans. The way he has you pinned down and the way he spoke to you had you speechless.

"Yuta slow down please it’s too much." You cry as he rammed into you. And just like that he bit into your shoulder. Not enough for it to hurt bad but enough to leave a mark and get a reaction out of you.

You let out a half cry and half moan as he dug his teeth in. He continued to drill your insides even if you attempted to crawl away. grabbing your arms he pulled it back and held your fist that had balled up the covers and continued pounding you until you saw starts.

Your mind went blank and you couldn’t figure out what was happening. All you knew was that he wasnt going to stop anytime soon and all you could do was let out a loud moans as your body twitched on its own. He still had his teeth in your skin and held you tight as if he was afraid something might take what is his. He kept penetrating you bruising your cervix. At some point it all became to much for you that you blacked out.

Next thing you knew you were waking up with Maki putting her hand over your head. There was no way that was all a dream. Looking around everything looked neat and organized. Yuta sat on the bed looking at you.

"You okay? You apparently passed out all of a sudden." Maki said looking at you concerned.

Turning around to look at Yuta, you see him looking at you with the most guilty look ever. Maybe it wasn’t a dream after all.

[comfortless]

What dungeoneer!König wants vs what he gets:

SO TRUE. he just wants a pretty lady that can sew and cook, willing to put up with his nonsense without hissing at him at every turn!! knight!gf simply lives to bully him (she gets good sword practice that way) <3

At some point, he does ask her about her strange demeanor: “Why do you pretend?”

It’s said in a hushed whisper while they’re both fitted beneath a thin sheet at some weatherworn inn along their route, cozy and safe as every night since she took to sleeping at his side like a contented little kitten. He can’t help but want to poke at her when she’s so soft and weary (and her sword is on the far side of the room).

Not that he dislikes her with the sharp edges of her armor, the jostling of her chainmail and her expert swordswomanship— he just can not comprehend why a lady as lovely as she is would want to explore dark crypts full of monsters and bully him into dueling with her! She should be in fields of flowers, caressed by the wind, laughing soft into the mouth of her lover while he strips her of her gown…

She’s already toyed with the idea of courting him as a man would, stuffing flowers in the cuff links of his tunic and kneeling before him as if to offer her loyalty, her blade. It’s always when she finds herself keen on the idea of potentially taking him as her own that he finds a way to ruin the moment with blunt words or a too-eager hand.

“What do you mean?” She drags the words, sleep addled and dumbed down by a pint of mead from the tavern below.

“That you’re…” He pauses.

König isn’t stupid, he knows he’s jabbing at the dragon’s mouth, daring it to breathe fire the second he asks his lady knight things like this. She is what she is, and he’s given up on the hope of ever changing whichever tangled bowstring in her mind is making her this way. Though he would prefer her to be like the soft women he’s seen wearing silken bliauts, eyes shimmering as they shyly avert their gazes from him… She is something else entirely and that both fascinated and unnerves him.

“… not fragile,” he finishes, turning on his side to face her properly.

His little knight pinches her brow at that, throws the covering off of them both and rises to her knees to climb over him. She means to be intimidating, surely, but he can’t help the way his cock twitches in his pants at the sight of her downcast glare and the feel of her fingernails biting into the skin of his bare shoulders, actually thinking that her delicate form is enough to properly keep him pinned.

“I saved your life.” Ever since the gnoll, she’s been using it as leverage, punctuating her words by tracing over the scar with a light stroke of her thumb.

“Ja, but… do you not want to be more…”

“Ladylike?”

If she were, they would already have settled someplace softer; a roof above their heads where he sacrifices every shift of the sun feeding her from his palm and bringing home gifts that make her eyes shimmery and her heart fill to bursting. Every hour of the night squishing her beneath him and bringing her to beautiful ruin.

The concept only further confuses her when König nods his head, a trace of honeysuckle wafting up from his throat where she had pressed them into the collar of his shirt only earlier that day. It eases her, makes her less annoyed when she remembers that this brute is entirely hers, equally devoted even if he is more keen on fucking her in a dress than in the armor she covets.

She tells him a story when she finally retreats to her side of the thin, straw-stuffed mattress. It’s one he’s heard countless times in his own youth, of a knight she seemed to believe a hero. When she finishes, expecting some protest from him about how little girls should have never heard such tales, she’s only met with a silence that further bewilders her.

His stare is less perplexed and more loving, now. So much so, that she isn’t surprised when he pulls her closer with a gentle grasp to her forearm and rests his chin over her shoulder.

“You want to be a little hero then, hm?,” he whispers into her ear, a prideful smirk plastered across his face when he feels her shiver.

“Aren’t I already?” No matter how much cold steel she coats herself in, it could never smother out the gentleness of her laugh, and when she does giggle, he bites his lower lip hard enough to draw blood to keep the urge to squish her tits and toy with her at bay.

“Knights don’t find themselves in bed with beasts,” he rasps, daring to inch his hand further down to her hip.

“You believe that a lady would be more keen to?”

“A lady would want the beast to fuck her, ja?”

Poor König finds himself entirely blueballed once more when she squirms away from him, shooting a glare as cold as a winter storm in his direction before facing away with the blanket pulled taut over the both of them.

She’s only grateful that he can’t hear the beating of her heart or catch sight of the giddy little smile pulling at her lips. It’s not his stature or his prowess in battle that’s caged him up in her heart, only the way he makes her feel as though she truly is apart of some fairytale.