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Okay but Siren boyfriend who consensually hypnotizes you to have his way when your being a brat…
Love this blog, My Girlfriend showed it to me
hehehe I'm glad you enjoy it :3
Siren lover who sings so sweetly. mostly just for you to enjoy the sound of his voice, maybe to help you sleep if you've been having a rough night. But sometimes... He sings to make you do things for him.
you feel... foggy when he starts singing. almost like an out of body experience. watching yourself move forward as he commands it. Like your body is just a vessel to help manifest his pleasure. nothing more.
It's nice. being able to let your mind float off while he fucks you, uses your body and mind like a plaything. All it takes is a song and you'll cum so hard you see stars.
If you try to tease him or act out- a simple melody has you on your knees chocking on his tentacle like dick as he pumps his cum down your throat.
If you really want to play with him invest in a gag.
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Speak with Animals is one of my favorite things in Baldur’s Gate 3. Can never miss a chance to talk with the owlbear and Scratch ✨
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I’d gladly give you all the dimes in the world to write more about your werewolf going down on you in detail 🙃
me, drowning in dimes.
Werewolf boyfriend whose tail wags as he eats you out. He loves being your stress relief. Rough day? Sounds like you need head. Good day? Let's celebrate with head. A normal day? Let him make it a good day-
He's almost addicted to the way you taste. He jerks off to the idea of putting his tongue in you and making you cum with his mouth.
Don't worry about him- he doesn't need you to go down on him, his massive werewolf cock is probably too big for you to take in your mouth anyways.
He loves biting your thighs, leaving hickeys and bruises along your legs marking you as his. It turns him on knowing there are marks on your body that others can't see. Like a dirty secret, only two of you share.
As much as he loves tasting you, he loves teasing you just a little bit more. Soft kisses to your hips and unsatisfying kitten licks along your clit making you squirm in desperation. His hands are so big and strong, that he keeps you exactly where he wants you, you can't wriggle away and you can't buck forward.
He loves hearing you whine and beg for his mouth. He likes knowing you love his tongue as much as he loves giving it to you. He doesn't make you beg for long. When he gets going he's sloppy. He laps at your folds before pushing his tongue into you, fucking you with it.
drool and cum soak your lower half, as he edges you closer and closer to your orgasm. His thumb circles your clit while his tongue fills you, making out with your pussy.
He hates giving you just one orgasm. It feels so weak and pathetic, especially when he knows he can give you more than that. He knows he can make you cum until you lose count- until your legs are shaking and your pussy throbs with overstimulation. Are you really saying you're satisfied with just one?
Whatever. If you change your mind all you have to do is ask and he'll be right back down on his knees.
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Minotaur Ranch
cw: cnc, dubious consent, monster fucking, bestiality(?)
Based on the Eggpregtober Fic 3
I keep imagining what it'd be like to work on a Minotaur Ranch.
The beasts mostly keep to themselves, grazing the fields and laying around in the shade. They can act real cute with you sometimes. Nuzzling into your palm when you scratch their head just right. Mooing impatiently to be let out after being cooped up at night. It's easy to forget they're running on primal instinct until one shoved you against a wall and rips through your pants.
That's when you remember the rules of the ranch: Don't pet the Minotaur, Don't feed the Minotaur, and Don't ever present your ass to a Minotaur.
You hadn't thought these rules were that important.
How could you have known that petting and rubbing their bodies with soothing touches would be seen as an act of submission. It never would have occurred to you that feeding them a bit of your lunch every once in a while would be seen as a sign of courtship.
And when you turned around to pick up some equipment off the floor, how could you foreseen that the bull behind you would take it as a sign you were in heat.
Muscular hands hold you off the ground. As your legs dangle below you, you feel the wet muzzle of your Minotaur lick into your neck. It's meant to be a soothing gestures as he lines his bovine cock against your opening, but all you feel is terror at the rough fucking about to take place.
You've seen the ways the Minotaur's fight each other in the fields. It's part of their DNA to show dominance to the weak. You've heard of monster "bitching" before, and you know it's supposed to be an act of ferocious claiming meant to humiliate a subservient other.
You close your eyes, waiting for the pain of being split on Minotaur cock, but instead yelp as they pull you up further off the ground and lick you. Their tongue is long, wet and thick, thicker than a human cock. You can't help but moan as it breaches your hole. That only seems to encourage it, roughly thrusting it's tongue into you as deep as it can go. You writhe in its grip. At the angle its holding you, you can look down and see its tongue pushing your skin taut.
Once it's satisfied you've been opened enough it moves you down, back over its cock and thrusts inside. It doesn't hurt. It's so gentle with you, fucking you like it knows you weren't built for the full force of a Minotaur's strength. You clench down as you cum from the treatment. It bellows loud and low at how good you feel.
It fucks you against the wall like that. Slowly rocking forward into your human frame You can't help but imagine if you had been any other Minotaur. Would it have fucked you harder? Or was Minotaur mating far softer than you gave them credit for? You'll have to answer those questions later. Right now, you just want to focus on your next orgasm.
You know its close when it starts to breathe heavier and thrust a little faster. Wet slapping sounds fill the air as its balls hit your thighs. In one final thrust, it groans and hot cum fills you. You can feel its balls draw up behind you. You didn't realize how long a Minotaur could cum until minutes passed and you were still being filled. Most of it has pooled between your legs and onto the floor, but your bulging tummy is aching from what little can fill it.
But you love it. You loved being bred by your bull. You wished you could be fucked over and over again just like this.
As it pulls out of you and holds you limp in its grasp, it hands you over to another Minotaur. The whole herd had watched you be claimed, now they think your a mare in heat. You can't blame them. As you spread your legs for the next bull, you think about how good it is to work on a Minotaur ranch.
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Following raucous sounds through the forest until you find yourself in the middle of a Satyr revelry, hooves thundering as they dance around you
Joining their dance, entranced by the way their large, erect cocks bounce as the satyrs frolic
The dancing reaching a fever pitch, bodies writhing, pressing together, the musky smell of the satyrs heady in the air, your body buzzing with anticipation
Erupting from the group, a triumphant sound, halfway between a bleat and a shout, ringing through the trees
The satyrs descending upon each other and upon you, lips roaming bare skin, dripping cocks rutting, trying to find willing holes
Finding yourself attended by several satyrs, pairs and piles of other bodies thrusting and panting around you
A satyr spreading your legs with a gentle press, rubbing the dripping tip of their cock against your folds before working it deeply into you, coaxing moans from you with every thrust
A satyr's lips and tongue roaming your nipple while a cock fills their ass from behind, grabbing their horns to bring their lips up to yours to kiss them deeply, your tongue stifling their whimpers of gratification
The satyr between your legs lifting your hips for another satyr to press their cock into your ass, stretching you exquisitely, their lips sucking your neck
Multiple sets of hands roaming your body, grasping your hips, pinching your nipples, massaging your clit until you're cumming around the two satyr cocks buried in you
The satyr between your legs rutting as they near finish, bleating, filling your cunt with a flood of cum, fucking it deeper inside you, their spasming cock sending the satyr buried in your ass over the edge as well
Spending the rest of the revelry wantonly fucking, your holes filled over and over by satyr cock, your head spinning with uncountable pleasures
Sucking off a satyr while they get fucked, their fur in your face when you take their whole length, swallowing greedily as their load fills your throat, their cock quieting your moans as another satyr takes you from behind
Sandwiched between two satyrs, kissing each other as their cocks fill your holes in tandem
Satyr's tongues lapping at your drenched folds, cleaning you up to fill you with cum again, grabbing their horns to push their face into your cunt
Losing count of the tallies of pleasure, both yours and others, one-by-one satyrs dropping of exhaustion
Sleeping off the debauchery in a big pile together, the fur of the satyrs warm around you as you dream of even more revelry
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💚Imagine face sitting your horny minotaur lover...just so he could smell you and lick you💚
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Kinktober Week 1 - Werewolf
➪Warnings: Dub-con, public sex(the woods), minimal prep, spit as lube, breeding, knotting, creampie, no descriptions of the reader's genitals, male!werewolf, doggy style, and marking. Third Point of view.
Filth below the cut 👇👇
You knew you shouldn't have stayed out so late, especially with the sightings of a ravenous beast roaming your town.
Though, your hazy mind didn't seem to register that fact as you wandered down the sidewalk and into the woods, a shortcut you typically used when you needed to get home swiftly.
As you stumbled down the path, tipsy after having a few drinks with your best friend since that was all you could do, you were not aware of the hulking, panting mass of fur and muscle watching you through the bushes.
Glowing eyes were fixated on you as you stride deeper into the abyss of trees, the beast's gaze wandering over your ripe, ready to take body, and his cock began to swell at the thought of sheathing himself inside your tight, little hole. The wolf man growled as his knot pulsed, as if begging to feel your taut walls clenching around it, and that was all the beast needed before he advanced towards you.
You were so far deep in the forest, you could not tell where you were at, especially since it was so dark and eerily quiet, and, your muddled mind did not catch the sounds of heavy thudding until it was too late.
You shouted in surprise when a massive body collides with your own, your fuzzy brain trying to understand what was going on, and you yelled at the stranger, saying,
"Hey, ah fuck! Get OFF me!!"
"Mmm, mate ... Stay down!"
The werewolf growled into your ear, the raspy, deep tone of his voice causing you to shudder beneath his large, imposing frame, but you continue to fight against his hold as he pins you face down into the dirt with a clawed paw, forcing your ass into the air, and you gasp in shock when his other paw ripped and tore at your pants and revealed your pretty hole to his hungry eyes.
"What are y-you doing!? No, lemme go! Nghhh!"
You're cut off when the werewolf flicks his tongue over your fluttering entrance, the sensation causing you to sober up quickly, and you attempt to swat him away, but to no avail.
"Mmnnn, tastes good~"
The wolf man purrs, licking long, broad strokes between your legs, making an unwanted moan escape your lips, and your fingers dig into the grass as he spits on your hole and then delves his wet muscle deep into your body.
You cry out bucking into the stimulation, walls clamping down on his impressive tongue as he thrusts it in and out of your hole, and you writhe in his rough grasp as you are subjected to the pleasure.
After a while, the werewolf pulls away, towering over you, shielding your small frame under his, and you realize what he is doing as his swollen tip nudges your entrance.
"W-Wait, I can't! 's too big, it won't fit ... Ah-ah-ahnn!"
You screech as the werewolf mounts you from behind and slams his hips forwards, burying his slick, girthy length into your tight, barely prepped channel and you quiver in ecstasy at how utterly full you are right now.
The beast pants and drools all over your neck and shoulders, shaking above you as he snakes a strong, solid arm around your waist, and without warning, he starts to pound into your tiny, quivering walls with horny, animalistic vigor.
With each slap of the furry beast's balls on your body, he sinks further and further into you, his fat cock splitting you open and making you a mess of sweat and tears on the forest floor, and he grunts out into your ear, saying,
"Breed you, mmff. Gotta breed m' mate's hole,"
It's as if he isn't even there anymore, plowing ruthlessly into your body, jerking you back and forth on his cock, his knot swelling with each clench of your walls, and through your sobbing, pleasure ridden state, you squeal out, saying,
"Ahh, hnnggg! B-Breed me, please! Hmph, knot ... Wan' your knot!"
You babble nonsense, your body going limp and pliant for the werewolf to just lift you up, your hands weakly weaving through his fur as he sinks into your pretty wet hole, slick with his copious amounts of pre-cum, and your legs dangle in the air as he picks up his inhumane pace of pounding into you, using you as if you were his own personal fleshlight.
After several moments of his vigorous fucking, he howls into the cool, night air and quickly sheaths his entire shaft inside of you, the werewolf's knot popping inside of you, stretching your little hole to the brink of almost tearing, his jaws opening and biting down on your shoulder, and his cock twitches violently as he spills a torrent of thick, hot cum inside of you.
"Ngghhh, pretty mate~ So full and round with my seed. Will carry strong pups for me,"
The beast rumbles around a mouthful of your flesh, the pain telling you it would indeed leave a mark, while he continues to coat your insides with white cream, the feeling of being so full throwing you into your own orgasm, and your walls clinch around him as you cum on his dick without any other stimulation.
You tremble and whimper, your body going completely limp with exhaustion as your eyes roll back into your skull, and you're so dumb on the monster's cock that you don't even notice that he lays down with you and cradles your sweaty body against his furry chest.
"Mine, all mine. My pretty little mate,"
He mutters, while grinding into your ass, causing you to squirm and whine, but you have nowhere else to go and you're too tired to even care, falling into a blissful sleep while the werewolf keeps rutting into you from behind.
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dan laughed so hard at oh my penis that his foot appeared in arins cam KSHAMAHAKJAKAJAKAJ
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Werewolf Stalker tidbit
He waits till you're dripping wet from your shower and drying off before he startles you.You are pushed onto your bed with a big clawed hand covering your mouth and another pinning your navel to the bed. You stare at deranged,lust fillled, inhuman golden eyes. A muscled fur covered frame, a maw lined with sharp teeth and big canines. "A werewolf !!??" You thought unbelievably. You try to move and scream but he has you trapped and terrified underneath him.He then lowers his head and wedges his open jaws between your legs and gets inches away from your bare folds.His cold nose brushes against your bundle of nerves and you yelp out in shock behind his clawed hand. The contrast of his cold nose against your cl*t sent your heart racing in a completely different way.He looks up from between your legs with curiosity and slowly passes his textured tongue over your bud . He watched your eyes widen and another more throaty sound came from you that was suppressedby his paw.He grins from between your legs and laps at you again.He starts a slow pace of pressured tongue circles on your bud while slowly removing his paw from your mouth. He wanted to hear your moans that were now slowly coming out. You've lost it completely now, your thought . His sharp fanged jaw was completely encasing your womanhood and instead of screaming out in terror or for help your were moaning like a bitch in heat from the pleasure.
You've touched yourself, sure, but this was so much better than fingers that barely reached where you needed them. Or the vibrator that gives out on you right when you needed it.His tongue had soft yet firm ridges that drove you mad. It kept going in circles directly on your cl*t, and you went over the edge just as he pushed harder with his tongue. You cried out , gushing into his already open maw. He laps up your cream , starting from the outside of your lips till he drives his long tongue home. He hits your gspot hard and keeps it there, flicking the tip of his tongue over it. He did this continuously, making your already sensitive p*ssy drench his tongue a second time that night. He kept his face exactly where he wanted it. Your cream, your cries of ecstasy, they were a drug he didn't know how to kick.He brought you orgasm after orgasm till you finally succumbed to exhaustion. The last thing your deranged mind thought of was how good he would feel inside of you. Unknowing to you , your new friend laid down beside you and watched you sleep. He would wait until you wake up so he could prep you for his girth again. He would just have to make sure you didn't pass out again ;)
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Imagine getting to live with a group of your favorite monsters. Its domestic, they love you, they growl and purr when you're around, when you cuddle with them but at the same time you're getting their cocks in all holes morning, noon and night. You don't need to beg for it, they're ready for you, one, two, three, four cocks throbbing inside your holes and shooting you full of cum.
"How are you such a slut already? Barely been here a month and already cock and cum addicted. Four inside you and if you had room you'd take more."
Your monster boyfriends aren't competing for your attention because they know you crave their cocks equally. You kiss them, you talk to them all the time, you love to cuddle with them, you love to be sandwiched between them, one cock in your pussy, the other in your ass, being kissed and bitten and licked.
"Easy darlin' there's more then enough of us to satisfy you. Hop off one cock and the next one will be right there waiting for you. Open your pretty mouth and suck them all clean one after the other, that's it. You're doing so well for all of us."
Being full of cock and cum day in and day out, craving all of it, craving them, their love and lust and matching it tenfold, unable to match their monster stamina yet trying so hard to, whimpering and crying from overstimulation and still bending over to be mounted and seeded by them.
"You'll never be able to get off from a human cock ever again. You'll only want us. Just as we want you, you're our perfect cockwhore. And we love and worship you for it."
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….mating press w a werewolf while he mumbles “get pregnant” over and over🥲🥲🥲🥲
anon you can't say these things to meeeeeeeeee
fucking- alright. Imagine being a cute little human with no fucking clue about the volatile breeding kink your werewolf boyfriend has. anything domestic you do has him hard as a rock. you're just trying to do dishes and all he can think about is making you his cute little house spouse, full of his puppies.
He's obsessed with wolf-courting rituals. his home is always cozy but maybe just a bit too big for two people, hint hint. he spoils you with expensive gifts and tons and tons of food. As much as he loves seeing you do domestic things he also loves showing off how good he can be around the house. He would be such a good husband! He would be such a good father! So hurry up and ditch the birth control already-
God help you if you mention anything about wanting to get married or have kids he will take that as an open invitation to knock you up. he can smell when you're ovulating and he basically doesn't let you leave the bed, he's so busy pounding you full of his cum. he calls you his "bitch in heat" while he does it too.
Really though I like to imagine his breeding kink really only comes out in the middle of sex. you think you're just having a romantic night but then he's got your ankles over his shoulders and he's moaning about how he's going to knock you up.
" 'm gonna cum in this sweet pussy and make you a mommy. you'll take it, right? Be a good bitch and take it all for me-"
and of course, as he fucks himself deeper into you he can't help but moan "get pregnant" over and over again. you can't really tell if he's talking to himself or commanding you to get pregnant already, and with the way he's bullying his thick cock into you, you don't have the mental energy to do anything but moan- let alone ask for clarification.
He knots you. Of course. As if it's even a question. He loves watching your stomach bloat with his cum and there's just so much of it, some of it can't help but slip out around the base of his knot. all the more reason to fuck it back into you.
If for whatever reason he couldn't knot you, he'd make you wear a plug, to keep his seed inside of you when you go to work or are out of the house. he likes that it makes you smell like him. he likes knowing that you're full of him even when you two are apart.
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werewolves are hot, however— hear me out. mothman. yes. mothman. a nonverbal sweetheart who’s just a cuddle bug. and also fucks you real good.
Big cuddly bug boy who wraps you up in his fuzzy wings to keep you safe and pressed against his body. He chirps happily whenever you come close to him and surprises you with little trinkets and gifts he finds in the woods. Shiny rocks and broken jewelry that were lost long ago. Little bones if you're into the kind of thing.
He's a very sweet boy, and he's very sweet as he humps his cock against your body, needing you to line it up properly so he can push inside of you, and unload his clutch of eggs. He chirps happily and clicks in approval, nuzzling your swollen stomach.
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When your werewolf boyfriend nuzzles you as soon as you get out of the shower to get his scent back on you again. ♡
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NSFW Yandere Plant Monster x GN! Reader - Introduction
Asks and Suggestions are open and encouraged!
Warnings: sex pollen/nectar, kidnapping, breeding, somno, noncon/dubcon, male/gn/female reader mild eggpreg.
Perrin is a wood guardian of sorts, 10 feet tall, lumbering over any other being in the forest. He’s encountered many creatures during his time watching the over forest, but nothing quite like you.
Compared to his stiff, mossy, tall vine covered body, you were so little. And squishy, your human flesh was oh so soft and malleable that it made him want to spend all day poking and squeezing you.
You first met him when you got lost on a hike, you had been following a trail with your friends until you stopped to tie your shoe. Afterwards, you tried to find them, but ended up going off the designated path and into the thick woods.
Perrin found you walking aimlessly, calling out at every noise you heard. He watches you with a quiet curiosity, it’s been years since he’s seen a human, much less one that’s as cute as you.
While Perrin follows you, he thinks of humans he’s met in the past. All of them seemed so arrogant and bloodthirsty, whereas you were more fearful than a day-old fawn. He soon deemed that you weren’t a threat to his forest, but that doesn’t mean that he wants you to leave.
He approached you silently before lightly tapping your shoulder. You jumped when you felt him, and screamed when you saw him. Perrin jumped back as well, both of you falling to the ground.
It wasn’t until you saw how scared he was as well that you finally calmed down. Perrin’s leaves were shaking, his vines recoiling around him. You sheepishly greeted him, standing up and offering him your hand.
He stared at your hand and back at you. Perrin noticed that you had a cut on your hand, dirty and bleeding, and yet you still tried to help him. Feeling guilty for sneaking up on you, he helped you with it. He held your hand lightly and stood up, he could feel the way your body shivered when you had to crane your neck up to look at him.
He gently tugged on your hand and pointed in the direction of his home. You seemed to understand, so he scooped you up, not minding the muffled scream as you tried to calm yourself once more.
After your cut healed, he found other reasons to keep you by his side. Whenever a wound healed, he’d just give you another one, discreetly of course. He’d make a root here, shift some earth there, you’d trip and hurt yourself, and he would come to your rescue.
Perrin made sure to take good care of you, feeding you only the freshest of fruits and vegetables with clean water. But his tentative care was not enough to make you want to stay. You constantly asked him if you could leave, your friends and family must be devastated without you. But Perrin would have none of that.
Waggling his woody finger at you, looking at you disapprovingly. Not until you’re better. But you just kept getting hurt. No matter how careful you were, you always managed to trip, fall, and hurt yourself.
That was until you started to catch on. Perrin was the one causing this, he wasn’t trying to help you, he was trying to detain you! Keep you here forever! You confronted him, but your anger was only met with a harsh hand.
You stormed off screaming, saying that you hated him, that you would’ve rather died than met him.
His heart cracked at that, and so did a bit of his sanity.
You didn’t even have time to struggle before his vines bound your hands and legs. Perrin shoved a sticky flower down your throat. You gagged around it, you could feel a viscous, sickly sweet nectar filling your mouth and clouding your mind. The rest was a hot haze.
Perrin shoved more of these wet tendrils into your hole, coating your insides with more nectar. Your body felt like it was on fire, even when he stripped you down to nothing it was still too hot. He slipped his length into your dripping hole, soon flooding it with his seed, fucking it further into you.
Perrin decided to keep you like that, hopped up on his pollen and nectar, used a cute incubator for his seed. You slept most of the time, waking up screaming between orgasms as he pounded you while you were unconscious.
Your mind practically melted. You couldn’t think, could hardly move, just let yourself melt into the pleasure as a glorified brood mare or cock sleeve.
Maybe someday he would take you out of it, but he just loves you when you’re compliant. And you seem to like it too, moaning and clinging to him, even in your sleep you beg for more.
And that’s just fine with him<3
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NSFW - Yandere! Naga x GN! Reader - Introduction
Asks and Suggestions are open and encouraged!
Warnings: Stalking, envenomation, kidnapping, hemipenes, prehensile dicks, breeding, mentions of ovipositor(s), outdoor sex.
As a snake-human hybrid Hyacinth is rather reserved and thus initially shy. He’s fairly young, so quite daring as well, but in a socially awkward way. He’s absolutely crazy about you, memorizing everything about you, especially your face and body.
Hyacinth has lived in the jungle for a very long time, and has had to fight tooth and nail to stay alive, so he has many scars and blemishes. Lots of sunburns too, calloused hands, as well as skin and scales peeling in certain places.
So no matter what you look like, he still considers himself to be far uglier and more repulsive than you. You’re like a god or an angel, and you look even brighter under the sun, like you’re the sun.
After he sets his sights on you, he’ll be better about trying to stay safe, so that he’ll be more presentable when he reveals himself to you. He starts to change his diet to make his scales shinier, spending hours cleaning it.
Once he… liberates you from your normal life, he won’t take his eyes off of you for a second. Many snakes can go weeks without eating, so he’ll likely stay in his cave with you until you become comfortable. If he absolutely has to eat and you haven’t warmed up to him yet, he’ll sedate you. Don’t worry, it’s for your own good!
Just as Hyacinth is nitpicky with his diet, he will be with yours as well. You’ll only be allowed to eat the highest quality fruits and meats, and under no circumstances will you go hungry on his watch. After all, you must be energized for all of your rigorous mating sessions!
Speaking of mating, a snake can have sex for 10-75 hours, and in the earlier days of you being taken, he’ll even push past that. Hyacinth will sedate you if need be, but prefers not to, after all, he wants you to do as you please with his body. He loves it when you caress his tail, specifically the tip and his hips where it fades from man to snake.
Hyacinth has two prehensile dicks that come out of genital slit. They are are pink fading into purple at the base, and about 6 inches each, but on the thinner side. His dicks don’t look like that of a human, they’re… pointed, but not sharp. He’s always erect, and fully lubricated, so he’s up for getting down whenever, wherever.
He wants to be able to fuck you out in the jungle, in a river, up in a tree, in flowery-filled clearings, everywhere. Hyacinth doesn’t care if you’re seen, it just means that every creature in the jungle knows who you belong to, him. And he loves cock warming, he constantly wants to be inside of you, often wriggling into your hole while you’re asleep, even without moving he can cum from how warm and soft your insides are.
Hyacinth is a heavy romantic, but a little… weird in his courting. Before you meet, you’ll find dead animals at your doorstep and in places that you frequent, often accompanied by flowers and fruits. He watches you from dusk until dawn, making sure that you sleep undisturbed and unharmed. Even after you’re together, Hyacinth will watch you sleep, sometimes just admiring you in the dim light. He of course brings you fruits, flowers, and dead animals once you’re together, but he tones it down a bit and adjusts his gifts to your liking. He’ll even try to steal from human camps to get you clothes and human snacks. Hyacinth tried some chips once, and they tasted like they had so little nutrition that he banned you from eating them.
Once he can trust you to stay with him, he’ll start taking you outside, berry picking or bathing, usually ending in having sex under the warm sun. Again, Hyacinth loves having sex during the day, especially if it’s sunny, it’s so warm and comfortable, he’s even fallen asleep a few times like that. His dicks inside of you, the sweet warmth around him lulling him to sleep after just a few rounds.
After a few months into the relationship, he’ll bring up kids. Your gender doesn’t matter, you’re already so perfect, so he’s confident that you’ll make a great incubator. Hyacinth will do his best to breed his eggs into you, but to do so, he has to go into a short hibernation first. To accommodate an ovipositor, he’ll have to sleep for about a month, and you’ll have to take care of him.
To prepare, he’ll make you weapons and even milk some of his venom to use on enemies. Hyacinth will stock up on food, even going as far as to steal non-perishables from humans. He’ll be so worried when he goes into his sleep, making sure to spend the days leading up it with you, loving you.
After a harsh, solitary life in the ruthless jungles, if he trusts you enough with his unconscious body, trusting that you won’t run away or kill him, then he truly loves you<3
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The only ship dynamic that 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 🖤
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