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Hey!! A mutual just sent me your fic "A manspreading man" and gosh,,,definitely one of the best steamy Alastor x reader I've read 😩❤ If you're okay with it, could I request an Alastor x shy!reader where a cozy night when neither of them can sleep so they stay up, maybe having tea together too but, they end up getting steamy with each other?,, 😳 Love your work!! ❤❤

𝓉𝑒𝒶 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒹

alastor/shy f!reader

warnings: smut w/ a lil fluffies. pet names. kind of primal alastor. p in v. fingering. dub con. not proofread.

aww thank you nonnie baby!! tbh manspreading man was one of my favorites to write so i’m very glad to hear that you liked it so much to request something this lovely & spicy 🤭 got me going back to my roots with writing for al lol, i hope u enjoy <3

For some odd reason you couldn’t fall asleep. Not that the noises of constant terrors outside and the old sounds of the hotel didn’t have you usually sleeping like a baby it’s just that tonight of all nights seemed different.

Having you tossing and turning like a flopping fish, moments of just staring at the empty ceiling, or throwing a pillow over your face in hopes that you might suffocate yourself to sleep, but none of those seemed to help your ongoing sleep deprivation.

Finally after the last toss you turned you end up throwing yourself out of bed with a huff and your feet seem to oddly enough lead you to none of than Alastor’s quarters right across from your room. The door being slightly cracked enough to let you peak inside, hearing the inviting soft crackly of a jazz record playing and seeing the flicker of a candle going on an end table. Though it seemed very inviting you couldn’t help the sudden nervousness you felt wash over you when you went to approach the door, hugging the blanket you dragged along the way for some kind of support in this. Since you did have a crush on the deer fellow after all and everytime he would come around you would loose all your senses and look like an utter idiot when you’d scurry away from him to save face. In which you were completely committed to doing right now until the door suddenly swung open and you were met with Alastor’s elegantly tall stature.

“Oh!- Well hello my dear..” He speaks surprised to see you standing there holding your blanket in hand, hearing the static in his voice instantly turning your cheeks pink. “What brings you to my door at this hour.?”

You shift on your feet fiddling with your hands in the blanket before speaking, “m’ sorry a-alastor i-i just couldn’t sleep..i’ll be going now..” Your eyes trained on the buttons of his blazer, never meeting his gaze in knowing you’d blush more if you did while you spoke, quickly turning on your heel to make your way back to your room though his clawed hand grabbed your wrist before you could completely make your getaway.

Then you were pulled back to face him, his other hand coming up to your chin to make you look up at him, your cheeks instantly warming up more like you knew they would. “Can’t sleep? You poor thing..I actually have quite the remedy for such things..” He hums, then suddenly letting go of you to grab something from a cupboard leaving you standing there in his doorway.

After a second or two he turns his head to see you standing there sheepishly earning a soft chuckle from him. “Come sit dear..it’ll just be a moment.” He says nodding over to an antique arm chair that sat next to an intricate round table with a matching chair on the other side to go with it.

You shimmy yourself over to it making yourself comfortable on the chair, seeming to feel a bit more relaxed now that you were seated. Alastor then comes to sit down across from you holding two warm teacups that you were sure he used his demon magic to conjure to a certain temp, gesturing it out to you to take. “It’s Chamomile Tea…should do the trick for your sleeplessness..” He says taking his own sip before you did, letting the cup warm up your hands until you tasted it yourself feeling instantly at ease when it went down your throat.

“Wow…that’s good! Thank you Al!” You say with a soft hum and a smile causing Alastor’s smile to look more gentle though something was silently brewing behind those mischievous dial eyes.

“My pleasure my dear…my pleasure indeed..” He takes another sip as there’s a long pause between the two of you. Seeing his gaze over the rim of the cup had wandered down your chest to your hips in an indiscreet way, making your breath slightly falter at the sight.

“S-so…what’re you doing up so late as well?” Your gentle voice hardly above a whisper when you stammer out the question.

“Well I hardly ever sleep..too much to do..and too many folks out there trying to put my head on a mount..” He says nonchalantly in which you nod knowing this was very true with his background, but it was hard to even focus on a simple conversation like this one when his gaze continued its improper cycle along your body.

“Um A-alastor?” You tilt your head down trying to catch his eyes in attempt at getting his attention back by making him realize what he was doing though he already was very much aware what he was doing.

“Hmm? Oh sorry dear, it’s just that…fuck..” He unexpectedly cruses causing your thighs to staple shut when a warmth radiates through your core. Your eyes widening at his outburst, taking note that his chest was rising and falling rather quickly. “W-what’s the matter?” You mutter out confused, big doe eyes searching for some kind of answer on his unreadable face.

A tension brews as a low crackly chuckle escapes from his lips, “You like me don’t you little fawn?”

The unexpected question making a lump form in your throat. Why was he asking this? Were you that obvious? “Going quiet on me now?” His voice rippling through your thoughts with a sense of mocking in his tone. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of darling…” He trails off then getting up from his chair with a creak from its old legs, rounding the small table to come and tower over you, microphone buzzing when he sets it beside him as he leaned into you very close with ether hands at the sides of you clutching the arms of your chair. “..I’m quite fond of you myself..” He husks, his once static voice turning to his normal one as he leaned into your ear to utter those words.

“Y-you are?” You manage to find your voice again, feeling as if the chamomile tea had already kicked in and you were in a surreal dream.

“Mmm yess..” He practically purrs while he toys with the hem of your sleep shorts before riding it up so he can peer down at your plush thighs that were trembling so desperately to try and keep them sealed shut. Then thumbing over the sensitive flesh there he forces them open with his claws digging into them so he could hoist you up and wrap your legs around his hips to bring you to bed and once he has you there he lays you down with him on top but keeping your legs secured around him. “..Feel how much i yearn for you,” he says almost like a question as you then feel him grind his hard on into your clothed warmth. Your face burning as you nod. “Good girl..Shall I show you what I want to do to you?” once more nodding your head he can’t help the low growl admitting from the back of his throat when he slides a finger under the hem of your shorts and pulls them down towards the floor, primal eyes locking onto the wetness of your panties. The sight making his smile enlarged.

“My, My...so soaked just from that?” He couldn’t help but tease, in one single motion ripping your panties off, discarding them just like the shorts.

A low humming buzz is heard when Alastor gets a full view of your needy slick. Pretty pussy, all puffy and red, begging for a good fuck. You couldn’t help instinctively attempt at closing your legs once more with how vulnerable you were infront of him, but he holds them open forcefully with his hands. “Sweetheart..no need to shy away from me…i’m gonna make you feel so good..” you whimper softly just by those cooed words alone, along with the two fingers that were now invading your entrance. The sensation making your body shake as he did it without warning, moving in slow in and out strokes with his fingers, making wet sloshy noises with the air with your hushed whimpers. His fingers feeling like they were so far inside that they’ve reached max capacity…Was his fingers always this long?

“Al-al!..” You whine breathlessly, an all too familiar feeling stirring beneath your tummy with your cunt clenching around his fingers, but he immediately stops just before you could fully come undone.

“Not yet...” He hums with a knowing smile, gently patting your cheek with the other hand. You pout at this though that was quickly replaced when his fingers come in contact with his mouth, softly slurping up the left slick on his fingers, before he crashes his lips on yours, long tongue invading your space making you taste the tangy yet neutral flavor of your own arousal, all while your hips rut against his own in hopes to get that feeling back of your lost euphoria.

Finally getting the hint from your movements he pulls back and takes out his cock, tantalizing tapping it against your aching slit before fully pressing it into your already awaiting pussy. A loud enough cry following with his cock stretching you out with it’s full enough size, reaching much farther lengths then his fingers did. “Such a snug little thing you are,” He hisses while rutting into you, your body bouncing and recoiling with every thrust.

Your head falls back into the mattress, mumbling curses under your breath as the feeling was driving you mad, making him chuckle as you seem to squeeze him in tighter. “You like that..the way my cock just goes in…and out..” He groans as he emphasizes the in and out part by going slow and hard, his cock hitting the wall of your cervix even when he goes slow. “Hey..let me see those pretty fucked out eyes..” he growls lowly, “Atta girl..,” his finger leaning your chin down to look at him, the sight of him so sinful it almost made you come undone on the spot.

His ears flat amongst his head, eyes low and focused and his lip curled almost in a smirk with sweat lining his forehead. You wanted that imagine burned in your brain, which you couldn’t help but admit in your slur of babbles passing from your lips, which only made him fuck you even harder. “Mphmm, yeah? Burned in your brain huh..? That can be arranged..” He snickers genuinely considering haunting you with this imagine from time to time just to make you squirm.

Soon enough, the tightening of your tummy comes back once more and your walls contracts around Alastor’s cock harder then you’d expect. The cum creaming down his cock and dripping onto his sheets beneath you though his pace and speed never lets up. If anything it becomes more impactful as he works up his own orgasm, with you feeling overly sensitive.

His claws dig into your hips as his own snaps ferociously against yours and your post-cumming expression floating in your big eyes was enough to have him over the edge. “I’m gonna make you feel nice and full okay sweetheart?” He seethes out as his hips sputter and he spills his load into your spent little womb.

Slowly pulling out and away, he makes a towel appear in his hand to help you clean up. A soft whimper making its way out at the hollowness you now felt inside, but you were starting to feel sleepy with a small yawn coming after your whimper. “That’s it’s darling…you can sleep now..” He then tucks you under the covers gently with a soft kiss to your forehead seeing your eyes fluttering gently into slumber, completely spent with the workout he just gave you.

After he cleans himself and gets dressed he walks over to the abounded teacups eyeing his own carefully, when he realizes in the murky brew that he accidentally spiked his own somehow, chuckling at his own mix up that ether way seemed to do the trick for your tiresome night.

“No wonder the tea’s gone cold..”

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horrorartsworld · 3 days

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…ride a cowboy damn it 😩

Save a horse, ride a what?? 💥

#might be turning into a boothill fan page #this is the art i like to see 😮‍💨

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horrorartsworld · 4 days

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🎯

#YEEE FUCKING HAW #he’s gonna be the death of me fr

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horrorartsworld · 7 days

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How was your day? I hope you are drinking a lot of water, that is important, we are 70% water!

I have a slight idea for a Hazbin Smut write-up and I hope you like it. It's quite simple, the reader is a sinner fed by debauchery and morbidity, and under that approach she proposes to be the first to test the Hotel's most recent resident; the very father of humanity who reincarnates as a sinner after dying from multiple stab wounds (they left him like a sieve)

The idea of a reader seducing that ex-exterminator is pretty simple, I admit, but it can be a little fun and I think with your direction it could be really erotic. You are great at writing something spicy, very good job, dear.

𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓃 𝒸𝑜𝒸𝓀𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇

ִ ࣪𖤐 reincarnated sinner adam/sinner f!reader

warnings: smut. riding. dirty talk. semi?? rough sex. exhibitionism. not proofread.

IM BACK BITCHES!! writing my little heart out for you nonnie xxx and if you like my spicy stuff..well here’s something extra hot ;)

After extermination day and the hotels extreme new remodel everything pretty much went back to normal or so we thought…

Seeing an all too familiar face a couple weeks later all huffed up in the corner of the main lobbies seating quarters, arms crossed, face scrunched up and a new demon like form taking his once angelic features was none other than the biggest douche bag of the century,

Adam.

The hazbin crew was stuck gawking at the sight though some were trying their best not to laugh.

“No fucking way he crawled his way in here..” Angel dust whispers over at you with an amused tone, managing to cause a little giggle to slip past your lips just by the thought of the whole scenario that was unfolding in your mind.

“He sure as hell did…into our poor little humble abode no less,” Your eyes traveling along the horns sprouting out of his tufts of brown hair, no longer a halo hanging above his head. “Looks like the big man didn’t wanna keep him ether…”

Then a quick little blurb of pink and a sinister giggle following flashes amongst the pouty corner baby, a bright pink stinky note decorating his forehead with jagged looking penis drawn on it.

An eruption of laughter cascades over the group as Nifty looks all too pleased with her artwork all while mumbling some disturbing words to herself. Though even with all this minor torment on Adam he didn’t move a muscle which you took notice to right away all while the others died down and seemingly went to do other things since he wasn’t being all that entertaining as they hopped.

Angel and you stayed back eyeing him curiously when suddenly an awful idea prickles in your head that you couldn’t help but desperately want to act on. “I’m gonna fuck with him..” You mutter all too confidently while you unbutton a couple of the buttons on your shirt revealing the valley of your breasts.

The spider rolls his eyes, but a knowingly smirk doesn’t leave his face when he starts to head over to the bar to watch from afar, “ughh..you’re sick..just don’t get any diseases doll!”

You then take that as cue when you put a little swing in your hips, pointed tail following as you walk over to Adam, plucking the sticky note off his forehead once you made your way over to him and letting it fall to the floor near his booted foot. “Heyyy..you look lonely over here..need a little company?” You say in a silky tone as you look down at him.

No budge.

“..Cause I give great company..”

Not even a flinch.

You try not to show your growing annoyance as he wasn’t giving you the slightest bit of attention, not being use to the feeling it was giving you since you weren’t usually denied when you made your advances onto someone.

A small huff leaves you after a minute of this statue business went on and you finally gave up going to turn away when a sudden strong grip pulls your waist down onto something hard…

“Aww..can’t dish out when someone isn’t giving you the right attention…you must be a bratty little thing..” His husky voice making you swallow nervously as you soon realize you were on his lap.

“I-i wait..you?” You stammer causing him to chuckle.

“You what? Thought I went off the deep end for a moment there so you could take advantage…tsk” He tsks at you like if he was scolding a dog, with his calloused guitar hands making quick work to come up and rub on your thighs then suddenly smacking one without warning causing a soft yelp from you.

“N-no! it was just harmless fun is all..” You pout seeing the mark from his slap slowly forming on your delicate skin. He notices this taking in your cute pout then gently rubbing where he slapped you, “Is that right?”

You nod shyly before he hits your other thigh eliciting another yelp from you, tears welling up in your eyes and then a firm tug was made at your panties making them slide down to your ankles, the sudden coolness in the air hitting your wetness that accumulated causing your thighs to shut involuntarily earning another tsk from Adam. “Ah ah..no ma’am these stay open..”

“B-but what if the othe-”

“Open.” He says firmly, your thighs trembling somewhat as they open back up.

Your head spiraling out of control with how quick this was all happening and your friends only being a couple feet away had you a nervous wreck, luckily they were distracted at the moment by the deep conversation they were having at the bar that they didn’t seem to be too worried about the two of you, though the risk was still there especially with your cunt being on full display. Sending a weird surge of anxiety and arousal through your nervous system.

Not taking too long before he shoved his whole cock up inside of you making you so desperately wanting to cry out which was stopped immediately when his arm wrapped around your neck in what felt like a chokehold lifting your body up slightly against him as he then pounded roughly up into you giving no time to adjust.

Whiny mewls humming in the back of your throat, eyebrows furrowing when his cock starts hitting that spongy sweet spot in your core, making your back arch off his chest though he squeezed his bicep slightly choking you in an effort to try and keep you down against him. “Too much for you sweet thing? Should’ve thought about that before you tried to fuck with me..” He mocks gruffly, being able to hear the shit eating grin that was now plastered across his face as your walls started to suck him in. With your eyes widening when your friends seem to stir at the bar not quite looking over at you yet which you hoped they wouldn’t, Adam seeing this makes his thrusts go into you harder with a few slaps draw out from the skin to skin contact, eyes widening in dismay when he does this.

Luckily a few more of those said thrusts and he came in you shortly after, long ropes of seed filling you up nice and deep, only to pull out and tap his cock on your messy clit with your mixed juices all over it causing you to jolt at the sensitivity.

“Haven’t had a good fuck like that in a while..maybe Hell ain’t so bad after all..”

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horrorartsworld · 9 days

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Your writing makes me throw up in the positive way 😍

thank you 😭😭 glad my writing makes you spew, while you’re here throwing up on the joint let me hold ur your hair for you 🤲🏻

#☆⋆｡𖦹horrors podcast

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horrorartsworld · 17 days

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your stories about alastor are amazing like amjesiwkwkwjwjwkwkqk

awww shucks! you’re too kind ❤️❤️

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horrorartsworld · 18 days

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Fun fact moths actually have a matching season (Valentino trying to fuck a baby into his on and off gf even tho he legit can’t as a sinner) 🤭😍

-🎀

oh my nonnie…you should’ve been more careful giving someone like me this information 😭

because just imagine feral/in a rut!valentino blowing up your phone in the middle of the night with voicemails and a flood of texts talking about, “i miss you doll”, “daddies bored and he needs you at the studio sweet girl”, or even passive aggressive ones like, “this isn’t cute baby making me wait like this…get over here NOW.”

this man is PANICKING when you don’t text back right away. huffing and grumbling curses to himself wondering where you were or who you were fucking causing another spiral of texts to come your way.

he’s especially aggravated at the fact that you weren’t answering when he was feeling the way he was..sweat beading at his forehead, his breathing irregular, pants tighter than usual and he felt the overwhelming need to breed..

shit it was his mating season.

which you seemed to be completely oblivious to, thinking it was just the usual val trying to get you back with another round of makeup sex after the last argument you two had and you were considering to just put your phone on do not disturb when the last text came in reading, “i need you bad.”

hating the fluttering feeling it gave to you and how easy he had you wrapped around his finger that you were at the studio in a heartbeat knocking lightly in hopes he wouldn’t answer and that you could just go back home to your warm bed, but to your dismay you wouldn’t be going back there for awhile.

his chain dangling in your face as you whined tirelessly at the unrelenting pace he was going at. hips slapping against your own in a mating press all while your cunt clenched pathetically around his throbbing shaft.

“v-val..p-please slow down..” you mumble dazed at how quickly this all progressed from when you arrived.

“can’t slow down baby…not until i fuck a baby into you..”

trying again and again till he fucks you senseless. to the point he’ll take a week off of shooting to get it out of his system leaving you filled to the brim with his seed for days on end and though he can’t possibly be a father being the sinner he was it was the thought that counted. plus the good sex 🤷🏻‍♀️

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horrorartsworld · 20 days

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i think i’m loosing it..

(𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃)𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄 ♡︎

🎀 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ having the body of a cyborg came with it’s perks, including turning boothill into your own personal porn bot a plug away! ~ ♡︎

·˚ ◌༘͙[featuring] ! ˊ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐗 𝐆𝐍!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

cw — afab!reader. mean dom!boothill. improper use of usb ports. pornography. manhandling. overstimulation. edging. pussy drunk boothill. no pronouns for reader.

◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ author’s note! : saw someone on tt mention inappropriate use of boothill’s usb ports, and i couldn’t help myself. <33 as usual, enjoy!

“..and i’m supposed to plug this in?”

Boothill spun the harddrive around his fingers, staring at it with both curiosity yet suspicion. it was a hot pink color with a heart sticker sloppily slapped onto the front. you handed it to him without saying a word, leaving him beyond dumbfounded.

you simply nodded, trying hard not to burst out laughing. despite the glaringly obvious USB ports that were carved into his waist, he swore to have never actually stuck anything in them. by anything, of course, were any harddrives that could’ve been packed with whatever info or footage that would’ve automatically made it’s way into his memory. he didn’t want anyone’s weird porno or stupid memes to burn into his motherboard and live with it.

yet he had a hard time saying no to you. hell, he’d never say no to you unless it’d kill you. then again, it was probably a random assortment of cat videos you came across on your feed. it wouldn’t hurt to take a peek. right?

holding up a reluctant thumbs up, you plugged the harddrive in and awaited his reaction with anticipation. boothill never looked away from your reaction, quickly noticing something was rather…off about your face. your lips curled into a seductive grin, biting down on your lower lip while hearts practically carved your pupils. your cheeks and nose were flushed a slight pink that faded to a hot red color.

yet, it was already too late for him.

his vision suddenly became a hot pink blur, the gears within his body had began to spun widely while the mini fans tried to cool down his heating body. the blood red target in his eye morphed into a pink heart while he spaced out at what was being shown in front of him.

nothing but pure pornography, some of the most explicit, flooding his memory and infecting his circuits with the love virus. boothill felt his head spin from the lewd imagery, bouncing from clip to clip of multiple sex acts all at once. from simple missionary to subs being bent in half by their ridiculously larger doms, there was even one where they were in full nelson. legs high up with thier sopping cunt in full view. it was all too much.

“so this..is what y’want me to do to ya…”

the cyborg chuckled, overwhelmed with his sudden libedo. he looks over at you with hungry eyes, flashing his shark toothed grin the moment you nodded.

“why didn’t ya say so, dollface..?”

“a-ah! m’sorry! m’sorry boothill..! i-i was only p-playing..ngh!”

your clothes were torn clean off without a damn given, leaving you bare and vulnerable as the cyborg pumped his cock in and out of your sopping pussy. just like how you wanted it, bent in half in full nelson with your legs held high as only boothill’s arms kept you from falling. his pace was unforgiving, hungrily stuffing you full like your his last meal on death row. despite your body already stiffening from the position, boothill showed no sign of stopping. his eyes, bright pink with hearts dialating for pupils, full of burning desire and a greedy lust that clouded his judgement till his mind went blank.

it was as if the cyborg was built for fucking, his only goal being to push you beyind your human limit.

“zip it, sugar. you're gonna take m’dick even when i’m done with ya, you hear?”

boothill hissed in your ear with a mean rasp, shark-like teeth nibbling away at your earlobe. the ticklish feeling only added to the intense overstimulation that turned your brain into mush. you felt the familiar knot in your stomach close to snapping for what seems like the tenth time tonight, until a sudden emptiness snapped you back into reality. looking down, you noticed how boothill pulled himself out, leaving you hanging. a whine came out of your throat almost instinctively at the neglect.

“boothilll..! i was so clo!—“

you’re words were rudely cut off as the ranger threw you onto the bed with you laying on your back. he wasted no time crawling on top of you and pressing his heavy body against yours. trapped, you couldn’t even move an inch as you squirmed under his touch. he practically caged you.

“keep whinin’ like that and I'll leave ya empty. got that?”

as difficult as it was, you pressed your lips together and screwed your eyes shut in a desperate attempt to keep quite. your cunny spasmed around his length as he kept going with his violent pace. even with the harddrive, you could never imagine boothill going this far. you truely underestimated the strength of the virus that infected his mechanical body with such libido, yet you don’t regret it. you continued to cry out as your limbs grew numb, your senses going blank in an orgasmic euphoria. you were teetering towards the fuckin’ edge.

you sobbed out babbles of “‘m gonna cum!~” over and over again like it was automatic. finally, the knot snapped in two as stars filled your vision. if he wasn’t made of metal, you would’ve left some nasty scratch marks.

on the other hand, the ranger watched in pure awe as his pretty baby fell apart on his dick. your fucked out expression, teary eyes and pouty lips covered in spit, only fuled him for more. you couldn’t even get a breath in as you were picked up and flipped onto your stomach, ass high up in the air.

“you think ‘m done yet sugar? hehe, that’s cute.”

you could only sigh in response, unable to do anything about your own mess. lesson learned, never fuck with a machine you know so little about.

#gng can’t know i fw this 😔#⋆｡𖦹°horror’s bookshelf ⋆｡𖦹°

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horrorartsworld · 23 days

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ONE FOR THE ROAD!

call transcript; “if you’re sure you’re dreaming, then how come it feels more real than it should?”

cw; f!reader, NSFW (mdni) !! dream (?) sex, p -> v, riding, biting, cyborg dick, light praise kink, boothill’s got a lotta nicknames for you, not proofread, this was born from a brainrot created by the multiple boothill edits i don’t apologize, fic below the cut, 1k words

“you’re not even gonna look at me, darlin’?”

a sharp gasp leaves your lips, goosebumps rising on your skin when cold metal thumbs at your clit. something sharp nips at your collarbone, your whine drawing a hearty chuckle.

“c’mon,” boothill purrs against your neck, sharp teeth grazing against your skin. a whine rips from your throat, eyes squeezed shut as your cunt flutters around his metal cock. “won’t you open those pretty eyes f’me?”

his lips press against your jaw, trailing kisses up to your cheek as he fucks into you. he gently nips at the fat of your cheek, your eyes slowly opening to peek at him.

“there we go.” your face burns at the tenderness to his tone, a soft whimper leaving your lips when he slows down a little. “ain’t that better, doll?”

you dumbly nod, soft pants and moans escaping your lips whenever the tip of his cock kisses that spongy spot in your cunt. a loud cry rips from your throat, your back arching off the plush couch and your head lolling to the side when he adjusts the angle of his hips, fucking his dick deeper into you.

has the dreamscape ever felt this realistic for you before? surely not, you think. but there’s no other explanation for it—boothill hadn’t even come to penacony with you, so it must be a dream.

“your pussy’s chokin’ me here, darlin’,” he hisses, a low chuckle leaving his lips, “you really missed me this much?”

it has to be a dream—that’s the only reason why he spreads your legs just a little further before lifting one of them up onto his shoulder, drawing a soft whimper from you at the stretch.

a shiver runs down your spine when his hands run up your waist, cooling your body just a hint from the heat it radiates. your lips part with a moan, back arching as his dick drags against your walls. boothill rasps your name, his fingers icy against your skin as he turns your head to look at him.

when you meet his eyes a toothy grin grows on his face, the sight too boyish for the way he’s bullying his cock into your pussy. his hand moves to thumb at your lips, red eyes giving you a once-over before zoning in on the way you clench around his dick.

“it’s like you’re tryna break me,” boothill drawls, thumbing at your clit again and groaning when more slick gushes out of you. “‘s that what you want? to break me apart so you can keep a part of me w’you?”

“i want—” a strained whine leaves your lips, “—i wan’ you here, boothill.”

“i am here, darlin’.”

you frown, softly groaning when he chuckles at your reaction before unhooking your leg from his shoulder. “‘m serious,” you mumble, your eyes half-lidded. boothill dips his head to kiss the corner of your lips, his thrusts slowing down as he wraps your arms around his neck. “you should be here. w’me.”

there’s a beat of silence before he chuckles again, his voice amused when he says, “i know, doll.” you whimper when his hands grip the back of your thighs, goosebumps rising on your skin at the icy touch as he picks you up just enough so he can sit on the couch before settling you on his lap.

a moan rips from your throat when his hand glides up to the small of your back, pushing you into an arch so your chest presses against his own. he nips at your neck as his hands move to your hips, barely giving you a second of respite before he’s guiding you along the length of his cock.

“i’ll c'mere soon enough,” he drawls, pulling at your hair to expose more of your neck. you shudder when his teeth lightly dig into your sensitive skin, your walls clamping around him and drawing a hiss from his lips. “‘m gonna keep you company, pretty.”

his hips rock up into your own, his fingers digging into your skin as he helps you match his pace. “‘m not lettin’ you leave this room when i get here, darlin’—not for a second.”

a low chuckle leaves his lips when you cry out, your warmth fluttering around his dick. “you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” he coos, relishing the sounds of your skin slapping against his own. “it’ll be your reward for bein’ so good while i wasn’t here. how’s that sound?”

the mere thought makes you whine, your eyes barely open as you dumbly nod at his words.

“that’s my good girl,” boothill purrs, capturing your lips in a kiss as he picks the pace of his thrusts. you whimper at the feeling of his fingers digging deeper into your skin, heart thumping in your chest as he drags you along his cock.

his name leaves your lips in a soft cry, the coil in your stomach threatening to snap.

“i got you,” he pants, pressing a quick peck on your lips as he rubs at the small of your back in encouragement. “cum f’me, doll. i’ve got you.”

stars explode behind your eyes, your orgasm hitting you in a way that shouldn’t even be possible in a dream. you tremble in his arms, your body warm against the icy metal of his own. his hands make you ride him through your orgasm, slow and steady.

boothill’s lips press against your shoulder, right above a bite mark he’d left before. your mind feels muddled as he trails kisses up to your lips, gently nipping at the soft flesh. there’s a flutter in your chest when he pulls back, a toothy grin stretching his lips as he brushes your hair back.

“think you can gimme one more, darlin’?”

you whimper at the request, drawing a low chuckle from him. “jus’ one more,” he purrs, kissing the corner of your mouth. “for the road,” he adds, his voice a soft rasp. “what d’you say, pretty? one more. f’me.”

you’re dreaming—you’re sure of it. that’s the only reason why you nod at his request, your body melting against his own when he starts fucking up into you again. it’s the only reason why you mindlessly babble broken syllables of his name while he coos and praises you for taking him so well. his teeth sink into your skin, right above your collarbone.

you’re certain you’re dreaming. but, aeons, the way he bites at you hurts far more than it should for a dream.

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horrorartsworld · 29 days

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𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹

gamer boyfriend vox/f!reader

warnings: nsfw 18+ beware!!, oral (m receiving) , praise + dirty talk, hair pulling, manhandling?, face fucking

a/n: this has been in my drafts since i started writing 😭😭 i’m so glad i finally got around to it, hope my little voxie luvs enjoy!!

You huff out of boredom as you sat behind your overlord boyfriend, Vox, while he tapped and fingered away at his keyboard in front of him.

One of his giant monitors flashed with different multicolored graphics of a recent video game that had dropped this week that seemed to take up all of his time. His eyes never leaving the sight of it and to be quite frank it was making you rather jealous of not being the center of attention for once.

“Voxie..i’m bored,” You sigh shifting in your little rolly chair behind him, the back of his flat screened face starting to irritate you as it was the only thing you saw of you boyfriend anymore.

Vox doesn’t even flinch when you talk to him, let alone even acknowledging the fact you were trying to. His fingers still steadily tapping away and occasionally shifting his mouse.

You took it upon yourself to get up from where you were seated and stood next to him lightly shaking his shoulder, “Baby?”, you now pout putting on a bit of a whine to your voice for theatrics.

“What’s up doll?” He shifts his gaze to you for a split second before it turns to the screen once more.

Your brows furrow not seeing his eyes on you like you wanted them to, “I’m bored..play with me,” you say lightly squeezing his shoulder with a hint of want dancing around in your voice with a certain arousal that was currently building between your thighs, causing you to squeeze them in hopes to emphasize the urgency in your need for his attention.

“I’ll play with you in a second sweet thing let me just finish…right there..” He trails off a bit more husky then you’d like, making you fidget with your skirt at how just that simple act effected you, but you weren’t just gonna give up and wait another minute that would turn into hours for him to get off. Oh no it was time you took this into your own hands.

You crawl under his desk as quietly as you can, sitting on your knees in the space between his legs that were already spread. You hands beginning to trail up his thighs causing him to jolt at the sudden unexpected contact.

“Fuck..what’re you doing down there?” His breath catches in his throat, his cock jumping a little in excitement at the sight of you on your knees in front of him, looking up at him through your pretty eyelashes.

You couldn’t help the smile pulling at your lips as he visibly was getting hard, “I’m just playing sir..”

Vox knowing damn well what you were doing.

“Doll…” He tries to warn authoritatively which only failed when he saw you making quick work of his belt and involuntarily lifting his hips when you started to pull down his dress pants along with his boxers.

His length free and throbbing with need as precum pools at the slit making your mouth water at the sight.

Vox then gets in position, not giving a single fuck about the game anymore, claws tangling themselves in your hair as his breathing becomes more heavy and ragged. Trying with everything in his power to keep his composure, but you working him up like this made him feel like he was on the brink of coming undone, especially with how slowly you were going with your feathery touches and small wet kisses up his legs.

Till finally you start giving his cock some attention with little kitten licks over the slit and the main vein wrapping around his length before completely letting his tip go into the warmth of your mouth.

“Stop fuckin’ teasing me before I shove you down on it myself..” Vox growls, pushing your head a little down onto his cock earning a gag from you.

Pulling off you give him the meanest stink eye that makes him chuckle, then you continue at your work giving a nice harsh suck before taking it completely in your mouth once more.

“Atta girl…use that pretty mouth of yours around my cock..” He then pushed your head down once more, this time letting him so you could take him deeper down your throat.

Humming once it fills your throat completely, the vibrations making Vox absolutely stir crazy causing his tv head to buffer. Though his hand still guides your head down, bobbing it till your nose brushes against his skin, so deep that it had you grasping for his thighs to control your breathing.

“Mmm…fuck doll..all this for my attention..you’re so fucking cute…” He then feels you lick up his shaft before you’re swallowing around it, almost gagging once more when he starts thrusting upward into your mouth.

Which only lead to him thrusting up more faster and with much force, burying his cock deep inside your throat, getting lost in the pleasure as your gasps were silenced with his thick cock.

"That's it... Choke on it with that sweet tight throat of yours..fuck you’re so good.." he pants heavily with his voice coming out gruff.

As if his thrusts couldn’t get any harder, his cock is sliding in and out of your throat, unable to resist the feeling any longer. The sound of electric crackling loudly in the air as he starts to lose control over his power getting closer to his orgasm.

His grip gets tighter with his claws scratching against your scalp when he begins to loose his steady rhythm.

“Shit…Shit! I’m close doll…” Vox groans his head falling back against his chair as his hips suddenly begin bucking wildly.

One of your hands taking a moment to rub at his balls letting your saliva coat them while it slid down your chin and the corners of your mouth.

You then manage to pull off of him taking the moment to get a good breath in, making him look down at you in curiosity. “What’re you doing?”

“Beg for it..” You smirk up at him, thinking you had the upper hand since he was practically putty in your hands.

“What did you just say to me?” His eyes flickering from stunned to ‘you really wanna do this’

“You heard me.”

In one quick movement he grabs your hair again and tugs you up so he can come face to face with you, an almost malicious smirk on his face. He mumbles against your lips, asking you to repeat yourself again.

"Be-" before you can finish your sentence Vox is pushing you back down to sit on your heels. He growls pulling your mouth back down onto his leaking cock, making you moan with the feeling of him back in your mouth again, slurping up any precum that escaped his slit in those last few minutes.

"You wanna be a little brat?" He groans as he holds your head down on his dick, his hips bucking wildly once more with a stutter. “I’ll fucking treat you like one…”

His grip on your heading almost brusing as he babbles out curses.

“G-gonna cum in this slutty mouth baby..” He then growls once more when he finally releases his hot sticky load down your throat.

Vox’s chest heaves, watching with heavy eyes as you gulp down every last drop and pull his cock out of your mouth.

A soft moan escaping your lips when you clean him up, kissing his tip before sticking your tongue out. His hand wrapping around your chin inspecting it seeing how widely you smiled while he did.

“Mmm..such a pretty girl you are..c’mere..” He coos, tucking his length back into his pants before he pulls you up into his lap. Giving you a loving yet deep kiss, tasting himself on your lips as he did.

“Now will you pay attention to me Voxie..” She says all pouty playing with the ends of his bow tie.

Vox chuckles before he speaks with a smirk, “Shit doll, I might not just to get this type of treatment from you..”

You playfully hit his chest with a huff though you couldn’t help but smile. “You’re terrible, you know that?”

He nuzzles his big head into your neck giving it a kiss.

“Oh sweet girl you haven’t seen terrible yet..”

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horrorartsworld · 1 month

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THE NEW BOOTHILL LEAKS 😩😩

the cowboy fetish is coming back..

#if i loose my 50/50 i will cry the ugliest cry #HE WILL BE MINE OH YES #BOOTHILL JUST ONE KISS BRO #boothill #honkai star rail #honkai star rail leaks #star rail leaks

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horrorartsworld · 1 month

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I can’t help but think of this cute little sinner,coming into Valentino’s office asking if he knew where velvette was,because this poor girl had a meeting with her,being told to sit with him while he manages to fuck her brains out only a couple minutes later

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pretty visitor

valentino/shy sinner f!reader

warnings: smut, p in v, bit of proofread, a bit of manipulation, innocence kink??, corruption kink????, dumbification??????

Valentino rubs his temples while seated at his desk, frustrated with the film that was playing in front of him.

A video from his most recent porno was pulled up at full volume on his computer, loud moans and the continuous sound of skin to skin slapping echoed off the walls of his office as he watched out of pure anger seeing that the main star in his video wasn’t giving it their all like they should’ve been. “That fucking bitch! *squeak* wait till I find them *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* they knew what they were fucking doing..trying to cross me..” Valentino grumbled furiously to himself, not noticing the sweet figure that had wandered into his office, a soft pink glow decorated her cheeks hearing the audio from his computer making it somewhat hard to interrupt him.

“Um…e-excuse me sir?” You delicately spoke, hands fiddling in front of you seeing as he didn’t hear you it made you nibble at your lip nervously, knowingly you had to speak a little louder to be heard over the audio.

“Excuse me!” You manage to muster out a louder voice than your usual one seeing that it finally got Val’s attention.

His red eyes flickering up to you in your now bashful state, taking in your flushed cheeks and fidgeting hands. Shutting his computer completely to get a good look at you, finally canceling out the once obnoxiously loud sex noises and leaving the two of you in complete silence for a mere moment.

“You’re excused carñio..now what’re here for?” He teases, finally breaking the uneasy quietness, not helping the chuckle that slipped past him seeing you get so embarrassed by just him even mentioning your presence which seemed to help remind you why you were here in his office in the first place.

“I’m sorry sir I—”

“No need for formalities doll, just Val is fine..but go on,” He cuts you off mid sentence making you feel like you swallowed your tongue as you see him send you a toothy smile, singular gold tooth practically blinding you in the process, placing his chin in his hands when you went to attempt at speaking once more.

“Oh um…okay..” You seem to try and gather your thoughts back once he interrupted you, his sensual charm definitely getting the better of you in the moment especially with the way his eyes were eating you up with no shame. Shifting on your feet you look away finally finding your words once more, “i-i’m here for a meeting..with um Velvette but it seems that she’s not here??..do you know where she may be?”

Valentino takes a look at the rolex on his wrist and clicks his tongue, the noise prickling your senses with curiosity as your shy gaze gets the confidence to look at him again.

“Seems like you just missed her doll..she ran out a little bit ago to go look at some fabric that got shipped over...” He states, causing you to frown with the feeling that you just missed out on your once in a lifetime opportunity.

Being offered a job from the Velvette herself who was hard headed and bratty as it is was quite a big deal for you. Especially with her taking such a liking into your clothing designs that you’ve done for the past few years and wanting to use them for some of the shoots had you over the moon and beyond. You were up and out of your little crummy apartment to get there to the Vee’s headquarters and miss her just by mere seconds.

“O-oh i’ll just be leaving then…” You sniffle, turning on your heel to exit his office as you felt hopeless,

“Wait just one moment carñio…” His voice stops you in your tracks, “Why don’t you sit with me for a bit and we’ll wait for her hmmm..?”

It would only be for a little while right?

You thought for a moment of the likelihood of sitting with none other than Valentino the Overlord of Lust and how maybe talking to him about your work could look good on your end if he were to ever talk to Velvette about you.

Quickly wiping away the tears that threatened to fall down your face you take a deep breath and use all your confidence to turn back and sit amongst Val ready to spill your guts about your fashion career.

To only be spilling your cum on his cock instead only minutes later.

Everything happening so fast that you didn’t realize you were caught up in his web of words that were so devastatingly enticing, having found yourself whining pitifully for more because of it.

“Aww my little fuck toy wants more huh..?” He husks out the question as if you could even answer.

Your mind was already so dumb off his cock that when his hips started snapping against your own again all you could do was moan and babble. The overstimulation being far too much for you even though you were the one to request for more, trying to squirm away from him only for a pair of his hands to hold your waist firmly in place as he really pushed out his thrusts at a steady pace, practically recreating the audio you heard earlier from his computer with the noises the two of you were making.

“Don’t run away from me now...not when i’m making you feel this good...”

Suddenly a loud banging knock startles the both of you, causing you both to look at the door as a furious voice was heard behind it.

“VALENTINO!! YOU BETTER NOT BE FUCKING ONE OF MY EMPLOYEES AGAIN!!”

Velvette was finally back and it almost sounded like this wasn’t the first time Val has ever messed with her side of things, let alone her employees. You wanted to scrunch your face at him but the spot he was currently hitting felt so good it made you want to scream, which he quickly shielded with a hand over your mouth as you practically cried into it.

“Shut up if you still want this job..”

Nodding frantically, trying your best to keep silent with tears brimming at your eyes for a second time, but from both the pleasure and fear of being caught.

“What the hell do you want Vel! Kinda busy!!” He shouts back, your thighs trembling while your shaky breaths brush against his hand, his thrusts never letting up as he seemed to go harder. Your hands finding purchase on his back to scrape tracks along his skin, dark purple streaks left in their wake, attempting to distract yourself from the obvious bullying that his cock was doing to your cunt.

“Did my 3 o’clock come in yet?” You can hear her huff behind the door, long nails clicking away at her phone.

Valentino looks at his rolex once more seeing that it was three o’clock on the dot making you silently panic.

“Yeah i think that pretty little thing is around here somewhere..” He smirks down at you seeing you now clinging to him so tight, getting closer to your second orgasm. “I’ll have to send her your way when i see fuck- her..”

There’s a long pause from Velvette before she speaks again, “You better…i don’t need you making all my employees a bunch of whores.” She snaps finally hearing her leave down the hallway.

Your eyes widening when Valentino takes this opportunity to go unspeakably fast finally making you cum, your body spasming as the overwhelming feeling of ecstasy coursed through your veins. Val cumming shortly after with a few more lazy thrusts till he pulls out of you.

“That’s right, you’re gonna be my whore from now on..” He purrs with a soft kiss on your forehead.

He then quickly helps you back into your clothes, smacking your ass as he watches you go to exit.

“Be a good girl frme and get that job yeah? I wanna do this more often..”

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hi my dears!!

sorry for the bit of inactivity once again, life stuff you know the drill, but ANYWAY! i have some really good requests that have come in and i’m making my rounds of answering them all and i’ll hopefully have them out sooner then later. (working on a really good valentino one as we speak 😏and possibly alastor..)

BUT BESIDES THAT THE MAIN REASON I’M POSTING THIS is to see if i have honkai star rail baddies in the building that would like to make any requests of scenarios, drabbles or anything of that matter??? i’ve been wanting to write about some of the men on there so bad and i’d love to hear some ideas from my readers to see if i can bring any of your desires to fruition 😌😌

my fav characters rn are gallagher, boothill, dr. ratio, blade (literally my gf), and jing yuan! and i preferably only write for fem! reader and obviously don’t ask for weird stuff (yk what i’m talking about), but everything else like nsfw or yandere is totally fine :)

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RAwghWghUIAuHGRHASs i need to eat him i needa crawl in his skin (i am so normal about valentino, can't you tell?)

nah because i’m about to be sent to the padded room if i have to sit through and write something so mouth watering about him again…

(me and you both are abnormally normal about this fucked up purple man)

#☆⋆｡𖦹horrors podcast

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horrorartsworld · 1 month

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Clingy ass Valentino…HEAR ME OUT PEOPLE!PUT THE PITCHFORKS AWAY!

He just adores his little pornstar so much,he buys her whatever she wants.her dressing room might be more expensive than an art museum

New nails? Done.Wanna get your hair done? He’s already given them his card

She just gets so used to being spoiled that she’ll start to get bratty when he won’t get something,and then that leads to a brat being out in her place…(IF YOU KNOW WHERE IM GOING)

I LIVE FOR THESE KIND OF ASKS!! EATING THIS SHIT UP FOR BREAKFAST HONEY 🤭🤭 Also can you tell I have fun writing for Valentino…it’s DISGUSTING

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spoiled rotten

clingy valentino/spoiled pornstar f!reader

warnings: smut obviously, HEAVY brat taming, oral (m receiving), rough dom!valentino, brat!reader, unprotected p in v, spanking, grinding, face fucking, orgasm denial, creampie, pet names, daddy kink, lots of dirty talk cause when doesn’t val talk dirty lol, soft valentino??? at the end

A low strum of a knock is heard against the door of your dressing room where Valentino now stood with it all the way open. “Doll?” His voice following shortly after, sounding a bit tired though it still had the alluring presence that was always intoxicating.

Huffing, you see his tall stature from the reflection of your large vanity mirror, ducking his head as he came through the doorway not bothering to wait for some kind of gesture from you to come in.

Red eyes immediately catching the new things you’ve bought probably in the last week or days even.

Various articles of clothing with high price tags still on them strung and obviously thrown onto a big luxurious pink sofa that sat on one end of the room, an assortment of shoes adorning the other with plentiful shelving space to display most of them, and lets not forget the jewels that you had laid out like magazines on your coffee table that were so sparkly they hurt when he glimpsed at them.

All of it was making Val very overwhelmed and most importantly uneasy. It was like you were gonna run him dry of all his hard earned porn money, seeing you spend it all so carelessly only to buy pointless things that you think is cutesy or fun in the moment, but that feeling would always subside when the girl he adorned more then himself would give him the time of day….and of course you knew this all too well once you became spoiled.

Taking advantage of it when you could to get the things you want, wearing tight little mini skirts that would show your panties when you bent over or putting on your big doe eyes when he was being even a bit hesitant with your request. It was always the best too when you’d catch him in a big meeting, your delicate figure sauntering into his office letting his colleagues gawk at you in the new outfit you’d bought that showed just about every inch of your assets, causing Valentino to almost loose his shit seeing them look at you and he then has to deal with you quickly, shooing you off with his card in your hands to get whatever your little heart desires.

Which is the exact reason why your hair and nails were always done at almost every shoot, making some of the other girls quite jealous of you seeing the princess treatment you got from Val that they very much lacked, but who were you to care? You the porn studios sweet little prized possession and nobody could change that.

“What do you want?” You hiss annoyed while applying mascara to your long lashes, taking your gaze away from the tall moth man as he approached you, large hands resting on your shoulders, giving a small kiss to the top of your head.

“I just wanted to check in before your shoot..make sure everything’s okay with my favorite little estrella,” He rests his chin on the top of your head, his chest rumbling with a low purr as he spoke watching you so prettily apply your makeup in the mirror. “Well the shoot is just gonna have to wait tonight, i’m going to a party at the club,” You say nonchalantly as if nothing could persuade you not to go.

Val raises an invisible eyebrow at you. “Party? Oh no baby you gotta be here, the men banking on this is gonna pay us millions to distribute it..” He pauses for a moment standing up straight to take out his box of cigarettes before continuing, “…besides we both know your closet would struggle if you missed out on this kind of opportunity..”

Gawking at him in the reflection you couldn’t believe the insult he just threw at you, making you act dramatically by throwing your chair back letting it clatter to the floor as you turned to face him. “Listen here Valentino..This industry would be nothing without me and this cunt between my legs, now if i want to go to a party i’m going to go to that fucking party! Whether some perverted pricks like it or not, they can reschedule for all i give a fuck!!” You spat then stomping away from him till you were on the other side of the room where you flipped through different pairs of bottoms on a rack, not believing how unfair he was being towards you when you’ve worked so hard to get where you’re at. The scent of his now lit cigarette clouding the air made you feel like you couldn’t breathe, a low tsk is heard from behind you till that feeling of your breath slipping from your airways got more prominent until you were tugged back making you fall onto your ass.

“Don’t forget who owns you..” He snarled, the coolness of the metal collar that had suddenly appeared around your neck reminded you of the soul contract he had over you, the feeling leaving a bad taste in your mouth, along with the vice grip he had on the end of the chain that he just pulled to make you fall.

“Matter of fact turn around for me..”

“Valentino..i-i didn’t mean-“ You try to apologize, but you were cut off by another tug on the chain, this time more harder than the last making you choke.

“I said turn around now.”

You quickly turn around, resting on the backs of your heels on your knees, looking up at the moth man with a gaze akin to that of a deer all while he towered over you. To your dismay your look of innocence only turned him on more, letting go of the chain that held you till it dissipates in mid air and the coolness of the collar is gone, wasting no time as he undos the large heart buckle sat at his midsection and pulls down his white dress pants till they’re pooling at his ankles. He was already so hard that when his cock sprang free your eyes immediately met his leaky tip that was a deep purple from its usual color, he then takes it in one of his hands and taps it against your lips. The pre smearing into your freshly applied lipstick.

“Open princess..” Val cooed through gritted teeth, the end of his cigarette wiggling in his mouth while he spoke.

You start shivering when you feel his claws racking against your scalp, too caught up in what was happening Valentino presses the back of your head down on his cock forcing the tip to push past your lips, taking him in your mouth fully without a moment to adjust and it immediately hits the back of your throat earning a soft gag from you and a low chuckle from Val. Once you catch your bearings from the unexpected sensation, you began to bob your head like the pornstar you were, sucking and licking like you were starved.

“Mmm..that’s my good girl..daddy’s good girl huh…” He hums out a gruff moan, a hand snaking its way down to caress your cheek that was full. Your eyes flutter up at him catching him in such a sinfully good angle that made you whine against his cock, cigarette barley hanging from his lips, the buttons on his shirt opened showing off his rather lean built body, muscles flexing and the white fur around his neck fluffing up when you used you flicked your tongue against a vein in a certain way getting him closer to his already building orgasm. “Taking it so good aren’t you baby? It's okay, hhpmh..you don't gotta talk with your mouth full, I know you fucking love worshipping daddy’s cock..”

The tears start pouring down your face, ruining your mascara in the process as his words along with the filthy sounds of you sucking him off made your cunt throb with an unbearable need. You scoot closer in attempt to grind against his leg, whimpering when the heat from his body, combined with the friction from his leg and the fabric of your panties rubbed deliciously against your sensitive clit.

"M gonna cum doll..Swallow for me yeah? Every last drop, do you fucking hear me?” Valentino growled suddenly his frustrations over taking him, putting out his cigarette(finally) as he fisted your hair proceeding to take control completely, bucking his hips relentlessly into your mouth as he face fucked you. Drool leaking down your chin as you tried to continue your grinding against his leg trying to match his speed until he came down your throat. Pulling you off his dick with a little pop to let you swallow, Valentino lightly tapping your chin, letting red smoke spill from his mouth as he leaned down to your level. "Atta girl…lemme see."

Seeing that you obediently swallowed his seed, he roughly yanked you from your position on his leg, eyes disapprovingly glaring down at you from behind his sunglasses. “You think you can get off on my leg without permission?” He scolds like an owner to its pet. “If you’re gonna cum cariño, it’s gonna be with you squirming on my dick.”

“B-but..” You sniffle, only to be silenced by Valentino with just a finger signaling you to. He then throws you on the couch not caring about the high end clothes still on it, crawling onto of you shortly after.

“Shhh not another word,” He shushes you, leaving kisses down your neck feverishly, while his hands worked at pulling down your skirt and panties in one quick motion. Slamming into you before you could even mutter out a protest like the brat you’ve grown to be. One of his hands reaching above you to hold onto the arm of the couch as he fucked into you with a dizzying rhythm, pounding relentlessly into your cunt just like he did to your mouth. “Fuck princessa, I should just let them record us…Millions of sinners seeing you get your brains fucked out by the man who really owns you…owns this pussy..”

“Y-you own this pussy daddy…” You babble out, whimpering when he hit that particular spot that drove you crazy to the point your clit swelled.

A primal instinct ignited in Val when he heard you say that, making his thrusts stutter for a minute until he started fucking you like an animal once more. “Say that again baby..”

You were too focused on the pleasure that you didn’t hear him, earning a good smack to the side of your ass snapping you out of it with a pitiful whine.

“Tell me who owns this pussy..” He husked in your ear for another time.

“Mm daddy does..” Valentino could tell just by your voice and the way your cunt was sucking him in that you were getting close, and it only excited the man more for what he deviously had planned. Pulling you closer to your orgasm by adding hand to rub circles at your soaked clit. “Yeah he fucking does..”

You let out a meek moan at his prideful exclamation and the overwhelming feeling of pleasure that was coursing through you. You should’ve known better that this would’ve been the outcome of your little tantrum from earlier, but secretly you loved the punishment. Being used like a fuck doll for Valentino to use. Your mind going dumb on the thought causing your cunt to clench with your needed climax, a pout forming on your messy lips.

“G-gonna cum, please Val!” You practically begged feeling your tears come up again.

"Not until l've had mine, princessa." He huffed breathlessly, burying himself deep inside you with one finally thrust, wings fanning out and fluttering while he spilt his cum all inside you.

The feeling of being filled made you desperately want your own climax so much more, but he quickly pulled out of you, killing that mood within an instant, leaving your legs shaking and your lower stomach aching for release.

"I changed my mind," Valentino said with a smirk, but there was a hint of admiration dotting his red eyes. "I think you don't get to cum today. Not even at work i’m rescheduling the shoot for another day since you decided to show your ass.”

He began to clean himself up, picking up his pants from the other side of the room and slipping them back on. You wanted to pout again, especially because he was basically back to being so unfair, but you knew better to not otherwise that would result in another denial of your orgasm. Once he was back to his normal overly sensual self, he turned to you, red eyes having a more stone cold look in them with his lip curled seeing you still shaking on the couch. You had been rid of your panties and mini skirt, leaving you just in a skimpy little top that was jostled around by Val with one of your tits hanging out of it. Makeup smudged and battered, along with the consistent drip of Vals juices and your arousal from your used hole falling onto a unworn dress that was nestled under your bum.

"Now what do you remember from today?" He asked one set of hands on his hips as the others were crossed over his chest.

The way Val stood over you so authoritatively made your core throb once more, but you tried to push it to the side as you gathered what ever thoughts you had of the lesson he seemed to try to teach you just now.

"I need to remember my place and not talk back," You mumbled quietly.

"And?" Valentino added quizzically raising his chin to tell you to proceed.

"To listen to you." A smile pulling up at the corner of your lip as you knew he was fucking with you now.

"Good girl…Also, you might want to get that dry cleaned cariño," He gestured to the dress underneath you making you look frantically till you saw it.

“Oh whatever!” You say rolling your eyes playfully giggling at him.

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