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little-emerald-snake · 4 days

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I come bearing another potential "sequel" idea. Obviously you don't have to write this. I randomly thought back to the "Sebastian with a reverse PA" story and, well...

Let's say f!MC decides she wants to return the favor, in a way. She decides to get a piercing of her own that can help stimulate them both. My mind says either a tongue piercing or a fourchette piercing, but that's completely up to you if you decide you like this idea 🤭

Anyways, she gets it and it becomes so hard not to ruin the surprise and she's holding off because it's still healing. She has to keep coming up with excuses for why they can't (too tired, have to study, etc). Both Seb and MC are sexually frustrated so by the time she feels it's healed enough, it's feral while also trying to be careful with both piercings.

(I'm just realizing how both my requests have a bit of a theme to them. Don't know what that says about me 🤣 Anyways, much love 💜)

Piercings pt3 - Sebastian Sallow X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

My lovely cyan1de, your brain is absolutely filthy and I love it 🫶🏻. I’ve taken your inspo but I changed the piercing to something with a little less heal time for the stories sake. Hope you like it anyway 💕. Thank you as always for the requests!

Warnings: descriptions of healing piercing, please have mercy and if you get a ‘spicy’ piercing let it heal fully/follow aftercare instructions so you don’t get an infection, modern college a/u, unprotected p-in-v, oral f receiving, mattress fucking?

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Things had been incredible between them. While they had no label per say, they very much went on dates, spent the night with each other and hooked up fairly regularly.

She knew his birthday was only a few weeks away and while he swore he only wanted to spend the day with her and refused gift ideas, she had a fun little idea that had manifested after a saucy conversation or two about piercings.

After talking plenty about his she’d decided to ask what he’d think if a partner were to get one. He chuckled and gave her a wild playful look, hair messy from the combination of sweat and her fingers carding through it. “Wouldn’t mind it. What? You thinking about getting one?”

She’d only shrugged playfully, pretending to mull it over. She couldn’t deny the fact that she had in fact been thinking about getting a piercing ever since their first encounter. “Well if you do decide you want one-“ he paused to wiggle his brows and glanced at her bare chest “or two…I think it would be hot. But don’t feel like you need one just because I got one.”

She’d of course done her research of healing and pain and decided her top contender was a VCH piercing. Between the benefits, healing time, and the aesthetics of it she decided that would be the piercing she got.

Her roommate had agreed to go with her and hold her hand while she got it done, all kinds of on board for her and Sebastian since she seemed to be really happy since they’d started hooking up.

Thankfully the piercing wasn’t too painful, a big pinch and a bit of soreness but nothing she couldn’t handle. Her roommate had been hysterically laughing since she’d gotten home to look at it and her first words uttered were “She’s so pretty!”.

The next day Sebastian had tried to come over between classes for a bit of midday fun. But she’d quickly made the excuse that she was really tired and needed a nap. She’d also carefully evaded going back to his after a coffee date by saying she had to do some extra studying.

Luckily she’d been able to just get away with a good blowjob for him on the couch during their movie night at his place later in the week. He’d started to get a little suspicious after about two weeks of evaded sexual encounters or only blowjobs. “You know you can talk to me right? Like if something is wrong…is something wrong?”

She quickly waved him off just saying she’s been having some hormone changes which have made her tired and have a lower libido. In all honesty she was having an incredibly hard time telling him no, but she was almost halfway through the recovery and was determined to surprise him with her new piercing. “Love, is this because of your period?” He’d said while nipping the spot just below her ear, grinding against her thigh. “You know I don’t mind a bit of blood, I’ll still take good care of her. I promise.”

She of course already knew this since they’d already had period sex and he hadn’t been deterred in the slightest. Of course he’d been all too accommodating of her surge of desires during her ovulating week though.

He whispered incredibly sweet things and treated her like a princess but they definitely were a very sexually active couple. So when his hands began to wander when she stayed the night just a few days into her third week of healing she was losing her battle.

He whispered raunchy filth into her ear, rubbing and grinding against her inner thigh and moving closer to her crotch. One intense drag against her had her wincing and her mouth falling open.

Sebastian immediately stopped, cupping her face in his palms. “What’s wrong, love? Did I hurt you? Are you okay?”

She finally broke down, just three days before his birthday she felt like it was unavoidable at this point. She flashed a shy smile, looking up at him cheekily. “So you know how I talked to you about getting a piercing right?”

Sebastian’s lust lidded eyes popped and she swore she saw them sparkle. “You didn’t.” He looked down between them as if he’d see it through her clothes. He looked back up with wide eyes. “Holy shit…what did you get pierced?”

She laughed and rolled him off of her, carefully shimmying out of her pajama shorts and spreading her legs for him. “Surprise! Happy Birthday.”

His eyes darkened and he looked up, licking his lips. “Gods I’ve missed your pussy…and now she’s all pretty for me. God you know you didn’t have to do that.”

She smiled, blushing as he looked back down in awe. “I wanted it. It wasn’t just for you, promise. What do you think?”

He licked his lips again and she practically moaned from the look on his face. “How long till it’s healed?”

She bit into her bottom lip nervously. “Healing time is 4-8 weeks and it’s been 3 weeks and 4 days.”

His eyes widened. “You got it to be healed perfectly on my birthday…” he crawled up the side of her body, holding her neck carefully in his palm and he whispered against her lips. “Naughty girl.”

He kissed her deeply, tasting her and groaning into their kiss. She could feel his arousal against her thigh and it had her moaning into his kiss. He pulled back, eyes dark and lusty. “You can’t make those sounds, not when I still need to let that pretty little pussy heal up baby.”

She practically whined against his lips. The soreness had long since disappeared and she knew if she kept things clean that it would likely be fine for them to fool around a bit. She pushed at him till he was shoved out of bed and standing beside it, confused. “You’ve showered, right?”

He nodded, a confused tilt of his chin as she waved him towards the bathroom. His gray shorts doing very little to cover all the freckles littering his skin or the bulging mass thickening between his legs. “Go wash your hands then come back to bed.”

His eyes bulged and he hurried to the bathroom. He came back quickly, sliding into bed with her. She could smell his hand soap and smiled up at him as he crowded over her. “What are you comfortable doing? I don’t want to hurt you.”

She reached between them, palming his erection through the sweatpants he wore and hummed softly with approval. “I need this tonight, that is, if you’ll give it to me.”

He ground against her hand, leaning down to nuzzle into her neck and inhale her scent. He groaned, rolling his hips harder before frustration pulled somewhere inside him and he reached down to free his aching cock. It sprung free, cool air kissing his swollen leaking tip, silver barbell glinting in the low light. “Gods I’ve needed your pussy.”

She giggled breathily as he notched himself at her entrance, sitting up to watch the head of himself disappearing, his eyes fixed eagerly on her brilliant new piercing. His mouth practically watered with the urge to roll his tongue against it, use his tongue to flick the jewelry over her sensitized clit. “Does it increase your stimulation?”

She nodded, gasping as the head of his cock sunk inside. She was tight from their lack of fucking and she felt him pulse excitedly from inside of her walls. “Y-yes, even just cleaning it and looking at it in the shower, whenever I bump it, feels so good.”

He groaned in agony, shutting his eyes and sliding another inch or so inside, rolling his hips to increase her friction and spread the wetness. “Gods your so fucking tight. Been too long since you've been stretched around my cock, love.”

She nodded, gripping his shoulders. His hand slid down, barely pressing against the jewelry and she cried out, legs wrapping around his waist. Holding himself back was going to be a feat and a half.

He sunk the rest of the way inside her and she constricted around him. He nudged the jewelry against her clit again and her head tossed backwards in pleasure. The sight of her falling into pleasure was absolutely breathtaking. He groaned, adjusting to straddle on leg, bringing the other so her knee hooked up over his shoulder, now spread apart his pubic bone ground against the piercing and had her moans heightening in pitch.

His thrusts were slow rolls that casually surged to desperately needy thrusts that he couldn’t hold back no matter how badly he tried. She felt far too good and it had been far too long. “God you’re cock, oh and the way your r-rubbing the piercing. Fuck, I’m gonna cum!”

He chuckled as she gripped the sheets and arched up as she tightened like a vice around him. He tried to keep a cocky tone in his voice but it came out far more strained than he’d hoped. “Oh yea? Already, baby? That little piercing really does help you out, doesn’t it?”

He pressed a thumb right over the jewelry and she lurched up, practically shrieking as she rippled around him, crashing over her edge so fast. He groaned, surging his hips through her orgasm till she finally stilled, loud cries dulling to whimpering coos.

He pulled out of her, having her look down at him in hazy confusion as he settled, laying himself between her legs, spreading her warm thighs open in front of him. She flushed all the way from her cheeks to her thighs as he groaned, spreading her open and grinding his hips against the bed, glutes flexing and drawing her attention before he whispered in a gruff tone. “Fuck it.”

He dove in, licking her cunt from her silky wet opening and up to her newly decorated clit. He moaned at the taste and she frantically reached for the mass of fluffy hair. “S-Seb you can’t! You just fucked me there!”

He made another groan, rolling his hips steadily against the mattress. “I don’t care. This pussy is mine and I’ll eat it whenever I want to. I don’t care if your fresh out of the shower or freshly fucked and filled with my cum. I’ll taste you whenever the fuck I feel like it.”

Heat pooled deliciously between her legs as his tongue flicked precariously over the jewelry through her hood. He teased it over her clit, ran his tongue below it and tortured her with direct pressure that had her absolutely wild and all the while his hips never stopped against the bed.

The sight from between her legs had her quickly climbing the rungs of another orgasm. Her tugs in his hair became more urgent as her toes curled against the warm blankets and her thighs bracketed his head as she arched up into his talented tongue.

She came, shuddering and loose against his face and she didn’t stop till finally he lifted his head, licking her shiny wetness from his lips and chin.

Her eyes bulged when he sat up and she saw the strings of cum trailing from his cock to the blanket. Had he really fucked their sheets till he came while eating her out?

His eyes met hers and he glanced to where she was looking, chuckling and using that low satisfied tone that made her tingle. “How about I change the sheets while you shower off so everything stays clean?”

She swallowed, nodding and getting up into shaking feet and padding into his bathroom while he tossed sheets into the wash. He joined her and a whole new fresh wave of arousal rising inside of her as his erection slipped between the cleft of her ass and she was suddenly wondering if the slap of his balls against her clit as he fucked her from behind would feel as good as it sounded.

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy smut #hogwarts legacy fanfiction #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow fanfiction #sebastian sallow smut #little emerald snake #requests

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little-emerald-snake · 11 days

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Drunk Virgins - Ominis Gaunt X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

Warnings: implied alcohol use, embarrassing erection, slightly painful virginity sex, drunk sex, unprotected p-in-v, mentions of blood

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Ominis swayed, more drunk then he’d honestly like to be. Fuck Sebastian for pushing more alcohol and damn himself for agreeing to if because if she was agreeing to do shots with Sebastian, so should he. Sobriety be damned.

It was disorienting enough being blind in a room full of loud music and lots of bodies. But he knew his friends were close, never drifting far from one voice in particular.

It was at that moment as her small body crashed into his, erupting into a fit of giggles against his front. He held her close, afraid that if he didn’t she would tumble to the ground in a drunken fit of giggles.

She seemed to get her bearings, swaying and bouncing against him. He smiled and laughed with her, doing his best to mimic her bounces and movements.

The song switched and the room got louder with cheers and whoops. Her scent invaded his senses as she moved again, this time turning away from him but still plastered to the front of him.

He wasn’t quite sure what to do with his hands so they hovered around her till she grabbed them and firmly placed them to her hips. He felt her bend at the waist in front of him, rear pressed up against his crotch and immediately ripping the air from his lungs in shock.

He heard the whoops and cheers of their friends cheering as she began to wiggle against him. He’d heard of this before. This was what his friends had called twerking and his cheeks went scarlet.

He couldn’t help the really inconvenient swell of his cock as he used his grasp to urge her away. She fought back, eager to stay against him and he swallowed nervously as she suddenly stopped, standing back up and turning to face him.

He braced for the inevitable slap across the cheek that was coming. But was surprised when instead her hand gently caressed the outline of his cock through his trousers.

She giggled, removing her hand and standing up on her tiptoes to talk next to his ear. “Looks like someone got a little too excited.”

He was absolutely mortified. This was where she’d leave him, unseeing and with a quite noticeable erection in the middle of a dance floor of his drunken peers. Embarrassed as he tried to duck to safety. But that’s not what happened.

Instead she stayed in front of him, taking his hand and guiding him through the crowd till the music was a bit quieter. He was vaguely aware they’d changed locations when he heard a door shut, dampening the music further.

He was about to inquire where they were but was stopped by a silky soft pair of lips meeting his which were slightly numbed from the alcohol. His hand struggled, one settling on her waist and the other wrapping around the back of her warm neck and into her hair.

She took this well, moaning into his mouth and pushing him back against a wall. Something clattered to the ground beside them but it didn’t perturb her as she pushed herself against him.

He could feel all her soft curves through their clothing, could feel the quick rise and fall of her chest against his. He was hyper aware of her small whimpers she let loose into their kiss. Godrick. She felt like heaven and sin wrapped into one.

His body was an inferno, red hot embers glowing to life beneath his skin where she touched him. His head spun but he was vaguely aware of her moving and his belt being tugged at.

He couldn’t believe what was happening but the alcohol swimming through his veins did nothing to stop what was about to happen.

Her lips finally left his and he heard her voice, small and out of breath as she asked him something. It took a bit to process it. What had she asked? “Do you have a condom?”

He shook his head. Because he didn’t. He had some in his dorm, ones that Sebastian had always told him he was free to use but he’d never carried them on his person because…he was Ominis Gaunt. Probably one of the least likely blokes to get action (besides maybe the coward Hobbhouse).

She finally tugged his belt open, the lack of protection not seeming to dull her need as she slurred, pulling at his pants fastenings. “S’fine. M’on the potion. Gotta have you in me.”

In her? For Merlin’s sake. She freed him, tugging his trousers and underwear down just enough for his heavy erection to spring free. She gasped. “So good. Gonna be so big inside…”

Was she complimenting his size? Was he considered big by a witch's standards? He wouldn’t have anything to compare himself to but if she was pleased that’s all that mattered.

He heard her hiking her skirts as she pulled him off the wall and closer to her. Her hips seeming to be higher, she tugged him till he stumbled, catching himself on a wooden crate she seemed to be sitting on.

She tugged him closer and he allowed himself to clumsily grab onto her, lifting her leg and clumsily brushing his stiffness against her. She moaned and he swallowed nervously.

She was feeling impatient, reaching between them and lining him up against her opening. “C-come on. Please. J-just fuck me Ominis…”

She sounded so good and like she needed this so badly. He had no clue what he was doing but thrust forward, wringing a strangled cry from her throat.

He was in heaven, she was sure of it. Sheathed in a tight wet heat that he’d never even imagined. He bucked his hips, wringing another cry from between her lips. She was so loud, louder than the thumping music outside, he was sure of it.

He groaned, pulling out and pushing back in, way deeper than last time and wringing a yelp from her. She gripped the forearm that held her tightly. Only now did he feel her shaking.

He pulled out of her, causing a sharp cry from her now and he worriedly brought his hands up to her face. “O-oh fffuck, are you okay?! D-did I hurt you?”

She pulled him closer and confusion took hold of him, sobering him just a bit and he realized the gravity of what he’d done. He could smell the metallic tinge of blood. He’d just lost his virginity and taken hers in the process. “Shit…I didn’t know…”

His hands smoothed over her hair and he held her close, feeling her wet lashes against his neck. He held her like that till she nudged him. He quickly backed off but she pulled him closer by his tie. “I wanna keep going.”

He went still as stone in front of her. He hated the hopeful twitch of his desire between them. “B-but you’re hurt. We don’t need to…we shouldn’t.”

She pulled him against her and he swallowed nervously, feeling her wetness kissing his tip. She felt so slick, like he could slide back in too easily. “It’s normal. That’s supposed to happen. Please, Ominis…”

Her plea sent a pang through him and he nodded, deciding mentally it would likely hurt her worse if he took this moment from her and didn’t even go through with it.

She tugged him again and he slid back in with no resistance. Guilt hammered inside of him. She was only slick from her blood and he’s ashamed at the wave of heat that causes to rush through him.

Her heat enveloping him again felt too good and with a positive sounding whimper he slowly pushed deeper. She gasped but didn't push away. He lifted her leg up to lay in the crook of his elbow and she moaned, tightening around him and causing a wave of blood to rush to his head.

He was dizzy with the need to let instinct take over and buck greedily into her now pliant body. He kept his composure though, fucking her slowly and tenderly. His other hand came up, kneading her breast through her shirt and he groaned when he felt the peak of her nipple through the fabric.

He moaned, whispering praises and sweet nothings as she moaned and whimpered with every crash of his hips. His pace picked up, getting harder and faster and soon she was a moaning mess, tightening and squeezing around him while he fucked her vigorously.

A sharp cry left her lips and she tightened so fucking tight around him. Crying out her release. He pressed his sweaty forehead against hers, fucking her through it before deciding to pull out, stroking himself till a guttural moan left him and thick milky spurts of cum decorated her inner thigh.

He was tired and embarrassed in a way he never had been before, leaning against her for support. She regulated her breathing then gave a breathy chuckle. They’d made an absolute mess of the closet. “Careful…we’re both pretty covered in blood.”

A blush darkened his cheeks but she pulled her wand, casting a cleaning charm on them and he sighed with relief when he no longer felt sticky with her blood. She helped tuck him away and fixed his hair back to a neat coif.

There was so much not said between them as she climbed down off the crate, straightening her clothes out. What did this mean for them? He supposed they’d have to sober up and have a conversation about it sooner rather than later.

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy smut #hogwarts legacy fanfiction #ominis gaunt #ominis gaunt fanfiction #ominis gaunt smut #little emerald snake

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little-emerald-snake · 15 days

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Thanks @grandeoatmilklatte 🫶🏻

Have fun decoding these abstract ass names 🫡

Drunk Virgins - someone gets a little tipsy and loses their virginity 🤭

Pierced 3 - @cyan1decandy’s request 👀

Panic - ima let yall be confused but there’s 11,000+ words in this one so far

Lust potion - self explanatory 🤷🏼‍♀️

Cross dressing - 👀 I’ve been sitting on this for a hot second

Bubbles - a fun little bath time

Ch 1 - my oc x Ominis story I’m in the middle of reworking

Ch 2 - what I started for the above before deciding to rework the plot a bit

AU dark arts training - honestly I started this so long ago I don’t even remember

Blurring the lines idea - I know this was a Seb x Omi x F!MC fic but dunno the plot

Sebinis jealousy - Seb x Omi but make it dominis

Imperio Omi - pretty much what it sounds like

Omi painting class - this I’ve had in my drafts for literal months

No tags because I’ve seen most of my writer moots tagged and I’m too sleepy but feel free to hop in if you want! 🫶🏻

WIP Folder game!

I was tagged by @snowfolly to join. Thank you so much for the tag, sweetie! :3

How to Play:

Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or (a sneak peek for art) tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I'll categorize them by fandom. They're in varying degrees of completeness and anywhere from a few paragraphs to 27 pages. XD

Dragon Age

Redcliffe Chantry

DAO Redcliffe

DAO The Ritual

DAO Epilogue

DAO Kissing in the Rain

To Rainesfere

DAI Redcliffe

DAI Trespasser

Hogwarts Legacy

Scriptorium

HL A Life Together

Original Fiction

An Elven Tale

Elven Tale: Shackled

Elven Tale Courage Coming Out

I'm not sure if I have this many to tag, but if you see this and want to join, please do! Tagging @wingedwartigers @sillyliterature @anto-pops @fantasy-art-room @oxygenforthewicked @blueraineshadows @just-another-fanfiction-writer @queen-of-stoneharts @kittynomsdeplume @tessa1972 No pressure!

#tag game

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little-emerald-snake · 16 days

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Cozy nights in - Sebastian Sallow X Ominis Gaunt X GN!MC

A fluffy lil thing I wrote on the spot because everything in my life is testing me and I needed some small comforts 💚

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, this is just an adorable fluff piece for our favorite trio so it’s pretty SFW

Sebastian chuckled from where he sat on the counter watching his best friends in the kitchen. Their third was currently tying a frilly blue apron onto a protesting, red cheeked Ominis. “Don't be silly! There must be another apron, at least switch with me…there’s no frills on yours. You’re doing this to make a mockery of me, aren’t you?”

They chuckled. “Maybe a little. But really I just need your help and Sebastian is absolute shit at baking.” They finished the ties on Ominis’ apron before handing him a flour sifter and arranging him in front of the freshly cleaned counter. “Alright now just layer a nice even dusting across the counter by turning that crank.”

Ominis grumbled but began turning the crank, moving his body to make sure he covered the appropriate area of the counter. “You do remember I’m BLIND right?”

They waved him off as he set the sifter aside and let them toss the dough down in front of him. “And you’re still more competent than Mr snores-a-lot. So hush.”

The third moved to Ominis’ side, grabbing the sifter and adding just a bit more flour while Sebastian half heartedly argued from where he sat leaned back against the cabinet. “Rude. At least I don’t hog the blankets like someone.”

Ominis scoffed and set about kneading the dough and integrating the flour so it didn’t stick to the surface. Once satisfied he took the rolling pin and began to roll, stopping and adding more flour as needed to prevent sticking. “Do you two ever stop bickering about each other? I swear to Merlin there can’t be a moment of peace in this cottage.”

The guilty parties chuckled while their third set about chopping ingredients for the ‘pizza’. Ominis rolled the dough into the best circle he could make and Sebastian ‘supervising’ as he drank from his afternoon mug of coffee, a habit one of them hated, but allowed anyway since Ominis was more than pleased to have afternoon tea with them.

They turned and beamed at the wonky circle of dough Ominis had rolled, pleased with its thickness. They carefully brought the pot of garlicky-smelling tomato sauce, spreading it liberally before setting the tray of toppings beside it and letting them all decorate their own portion with what they desired.

They’d passed the time it spent baking in the oven, tortured by the mouth watering scent and taking turns playing chess. Sebastian grumbled. “This is ridiculous, you both are far too good at this game. I give up. I’m going to go make a drink, would either of you care to join in?”

They both passed, content with the freshly made ice cold lemonade they’d prepared that morning in nearly the same fashion as the pizza fiasco.

They’d ended the night in front of the fire in a cozy dog pile, sipping the remnants of watered down lemonade, full of homemade pizza and listening to Sebastian, who had a gentle buzz, read his current adventure novel for them.

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanfiction #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt fluff #sebastian Sallow fluff #hogwarts legacy fluff #fluff

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little-emerald-snake · 17 days

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💕 self-love time! talk about which ones of YOUR creations (edits, artworks, fanfics) you like the most then send to other creators to do the same 💕

I was also sent this from @evaslytherpuff so thank you both 🥰

I think by far my favorite thing I’ve written hasn’t been posted. I was inspired by one single TikTok and busted out the first chapter before getting self conscious and stopped writing it. I still have that chapter though and with some moderate fixing id like to rework the story a bit and actually turn it into a long standing story.

However my favorite thing that I’ve actually posted is most likely Long time no ‘see’, something I wrote way before I got “popular” and that kind of felt didn’t get the appreciation I’d hoped it would.

#ask game #creator struggles

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little-emerald-snake · 18 days

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Camp Counselors - Sebastian Sallow X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

I want to give partial credit to @grandeoatmilklatte because I had a spicy dream, woke up to leave myself the cryptic ass note “camp counselors” that I was not able to decipher. She basically gave me this brain child so the writing is mine but she gets full credit for basically writing out her interpretations of my dream. Thanks lovely 🥰

Warnings: doing naughty naughty things outside instead of being good chaperones, unprotected p-in-v, modern scenario, just a smutty little drabble

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Sebastian was almost as eager as she was to sneak away from their groups of sleeping kids. They’d each waited till their groups and other cabin chaperones had fallen asleep before meeting outside and running off to the boathouse together.

At first they had no real plan in mind, only eager to kiss and have their hands on the other after getting to know each other and find out that they shared a spark of attraction between them. They decided sneaking off to the boat house would likely give them the most privacy.

With Sebastian’s hand in her hair, other arm lifting her pajama pant clad leg by the crook of her knee to spread her open and allow himself to grind against her weeping center. Her fingers slid over his shoulders and over his back, moaning into his deeply sensual kisses.

A shiver of delight trailed through her when he’d finally pulled away, helping her into the small rowboat and untiring it, taking the paddle and pushing them out to the center of the lake.

Now under the bright beautiful light of the moon and stars he laid her gently down on the padding that lined the bottom of the boat, his hands caressing her gently, sweeping kisses down her jaw to the collar of her pajama shirt.

He eagerly helped her out of it, groaning at the sight of her bare breasts under the glow of the moonlight. His hardness rocked against her thigh as his lips rejoined with hers, nips and love bites dragging the kiss out.

He started to tug off his own clothing as she shuffled out of her pajama bottoms, careful with their movements to not rock the boat too far to one side.

When they rejoined it was a battle of tongues and teeth, but his cock gently pushed into her, going slow and steady in a pace that had her breaking the kiss and forcing his mouth to her neck while she cried out into the night air.

He fucked her carefully, the boat wobbling ever so slightly but he held the side, willing it as best he could to stay still. She uttered a cry for more and all hope was lost. His hips slammed back into hers, her cries ringing out against the chirping of crickets and sloshing of water against the outside of the boat.

The boat wobbled unsteadily beneath them as they moved faster. He chuckled at her pleasure turned fear stricken expression as he reached out to steady the boat again while rocking into her at a more controlled pace.

She tipped her head back, crying out when she found her release underneath him, his pants and grunts displaying that he couldn’t be far behind her.

With his fingers threaded in her hair, hips grinding against hers, he groaned out, fucking into her while pumping rope after thick rope into her pussy. Filling her full of the pent up need that had accumulated over the week at camp.

He carefully pulled out, helping her clean up as best as he could and righting her in the boat. She gasped when she lifted her head, realizing they were now surrounded with lightning bugs over the still lake water.

He grinned from ear to ear, rowing them back to shore before making sure she got safely back to her cabin, promising that after camp was over he would gladly experience this in a much nicer location.

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy smut #hogwarts legacy fanfiction #modern au #sebastian sallow smut #sebastian sallow fanfiction #sebastian sallow #little emerald snake

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little-emerald-snake · 25 days

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Free use pt 2 - Leander Prewett X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

Some of yall loved part one and wanted to see more so I decided to write this up. 😘

Warnings: free use concept, alcohol use, mentions of drug use “mallowsweet”, jealousy, mild dirty talk, protected p-in-v, au

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Leander wore a smart knit jumper over a white shirt, black slacks and black shoes. He trailed behind Garreth, hands shoved in the pockets of his slacks in an attempt to hide the nervousness he carried.

He’d gone to two other parties to try and find her again but with no luck. This was his third try and while Garreth said it was unlikely based on how low key the party would be Leander still insisted on tagging along just in case since it was at the same place he’d met her previously.

Leander had very quickly realized how infatuated he’d become with her since he’d held her curves while she worked her magic. He didn’t know if it was how good she was at sex or something else addictive about her but he swore the next time he got into contact with her he would ask her out.

Garreth had easily agreed to take him to parties and assist his best friend to find her agian. Honestly he was just happy Leander had found a girl who seemed to bring him out of his comfort zone.

They’d slipped in the front door, Garreth already chumming it up with the host as soon as they entered while Leander slid his eyes over the group of people gathered on the couches and chairs, eyes searching for one face in particular.

To his amazement he spotted her, leaned back on the couch with a red solo cup raised to her lips. She quickly swallowed some of its contents before laughing at something someone beside her said.

Contrary to how he’d met her the first time, she was just sitting beside people on a couch now instead of entertaining a group of people. She looked laid back and almost tired. Maybe she was drunk? Or had a long day?

Leander spotted a seat nearby her open and moved quickly to take it, slotting himself between her and a stranger so he could be close to her.

Her attention shifted to him when she sat down and her glazed eyes met his before a spark of recognition caused her brows to rise. “Hey. It’s you. How’ve you been?”

Based on her slowed speech he was going to go with the fact that she was drunk and he sighed before speaking. “Hey. I’ve been good. How about you, are you okay?”

She gave him a small giggle and nodded. “I’m great.” She grabbed his shoulder with her free hand and maneuvered herself into his lap, her back facing his shoulder as Garreth slid into her spot. She laid her legs over Garreth’s and Garreth gave Leander a wink. “Thanks for bringing him back, Gar.”

Garreth chuckled and Leander looked a bit jealous. Garreth had said they talked…but had his best friend been with her? “No problem, love. I knew he’d be a hit with the ladies.”

Leanders cheeks pinkened and her attention focused back on him. She put her hand on his thigh, rubbing innocently as she sipped from her cup. Although the touch was teasing it was almost…involuntary.

She damn well realized what she was doing though, feeling him get hard beneath her and wiggling her hips to adjust herself before continuing the teasing fingers on his thigh while she leaned close so only he could hear. “I suppose you’ve been thinking of me too?”

He swallowed harshly, nodding and letting his hand wrap around her stomach. Her voice was way too soft and her hands felt way too good for this to be the innocent exchange he’d hoped for with her.

He was just about to answer when she swirled her cup and gave a pouty sigh. “M’all out. Wanna go get more with me?”

Was this her actually wanting more booze or was this an invitation to sneak off somewhere private. Regardless he didn’t need her to ask twice before he was on his feet, stabilizing her and letting her lead him down the hall.

Her hair spun as she checked both ends of the hall and tugged him into the bathroom. Leander gasped as she pushed him against the counter, using one hand to lock the door while her other gripped his jumper and pulled him into a kiss.

His head spun with desire and after glancing to make sure the door was indeed locked he spun her to lean against the counter and dove for her neck, taking her hips and helping her up onto the bathroom counter.

She softly moaned, tipping her head for him and letting him lick and bite at her bare skin. Her hips rocked forward, eager for pleasure and he pressed himself between her legs, grinding his length against her center. “You're all I’ve been able to think about…need this cock.”

She moaned again, glazed eyes meeting his slightly concerned ones. She tried to push on, ignoring the concern at her comment but he stopped, pulling back a bit as she let out a whine. “You actually missed me? Are you sober enough for this?”

She laughed, reaching forward to pull at his belt and his hand stopped her. She put on a pouty face. “I’m fine. I’ve only had two drinks. I’m just a little cross faded but I still want you…”

He blinked with confusion, pulling back as she went to kiss his neck. “Y-you’re cross what? What is that?”

She blinked, a bit surprised he didn’t know but the urgency dissipated and she sat back. “Cross faded. You know when you have two substances in your system. It’s just alcohol and mallowsweet. Nothing new or not enough to worry about. Promise.”

Leander blinked with surprise, eyes still laced with concern. “A-are you sure that you're okay? I don’t want you to do something you’d regret later.”

She shook her head, pulling at his jumper again. “Seriously I’m fine. I want you. Sober or not. V’been thinking about you since last time I saw you. Really want your cock again.”

Leander’s head clouded with indecision and lust. On one level he felt wrong sleeping with her like this but at the same time he wanted her badly. And hearing that she’d also been thinking of him made it worse. “You really want this?”

She nodded, making a pleading sound in her throat and that was all it took to break the barrier within him. His hands moved one into her hair to pull her into a kiss and the other in his back pocket, pulling out his wallet and tugging the condom out of it.

She kissed his fiercely, hands in his hair tugging at the base of his neck. She was grinding herself against the hardened length of him through his trousers which had him breaking the kiss the groan.

He sat her back and reached down to tug on her shorts, she lifted her hips, allowing them to slide off easily. “Leave your panties on, play with your little pussy for me.”

She moaned softly and did as he said, leaning back against the mirror and touching her slit over her panties as he tugged his pants down and rolled the condom on.

He quickly tugged her forward on the counter and pulled her panties to the side before slamming home into her wet heat. A loud cry left her lips and he quickly pushed his hand over her mouth, using the other hand to hold her in place while he fucked her. “Hush darling, don’t want anyone hearing the pretty sounds you make.”

She seemed not to care, whimpering against his hand as he fucked her hard. Her eyes were closed and her walls spasmed around him as she still rolled her fingers over her clit.

Everything about the scene had Leander trying to imagine anything that could stop the rising need to cum inside her. A professor naked, Garreth’s freckled ass, a plane crash. Anything.

Her walls rippled around him and her hand gripped his bicep as she came hard, crying out against his hand. Her eyes opened and she looked absolutely lust drunk. He blew out a breath, fighting the tingle in the base of his spine as he pulled out and leaned down, tugging her panties aside and licking up her center.

She tasted like creamy sweetness and latex but it didn’t deter him from pushing two fingers inside of her pussy and sucking on her clit. Her head slammed back against the mirror, causing Leander to wince as she covered her own mouth now, crying out. Thighs shaking on either side of his head as she exploded on his tongue.

He gave one final lick before sliding his fingers out and standing back up, plunging back in, feeling only a little more cooled off but enough he was confident he could last one more time for her. “Come on love. Cum on my cock for me one more time.”

She hardly needed encouragement, tightening impossibly around him again as he worked her through it, hips stuttering as he filled the condom and gently rode her through it.

After a moment he panted, pulling out and pulling the condom off, tying and discarding it. He looked back up to her bliss stricken expression as she leaned back against the, thankfully fully intact, mirror. She struggled to catch her breath but as she peeled an eye open she seemed to have absolutely no regrets.

He helped her to stand, helping her pull up her shorts before taking care of his own. They sheepishly ducked out of the bathroom and headed to the back door, choosing to sit on the porch, away from the party.

Leander had a lot he wanted to ask her so he was grateful that she also seemed to want privacy. “Can I ask you some stuff about…about the last party I saw you at?”

She hesitated but nodded and hugged her arms around herself, seemingly nervous. He blew a breath, looking out to the yard as he attempted to fix his hair with his hand. “Is it like a…a kink or something?”

She shrugged. “Kinda? I mean I just like sax a lot. Like a lot a lot. I’m sure if I went to a therapist I’d probably be called a nymphomaniac. But I just like to have a lot of sex. Obviously I’m safe when I do. And I don’t indulge a lot. Only at parties where I feel safe. It’s a different kind of release I guess.”

He nods. Sort of understanding. “So…no boyfriend? Or do you just have someone that’s cool with the whole…shagging other people thing?”

She shook her head again, looking up at him now. “No. Relationships are too messy. I just want the release of it and doing it like this helps me and others to not get attached.”

His brows shoot up and he nods. “You’d seriously never consider dating? Even if you met someone who could keep up with you in bed?”

She thinks for a moment and shakes her head. “I suppose I’d consider it. It’s just easier this way. Not being with one person. That wouldn’t be hard. But for a boyfriend I guess I just haven’t found someone who can satiate me.”

He scoots a little closer, putting a hand on her thigh. “I'd at least like a shot, especially if you’re even a bit interested. Literally, I don’t know if you put me under some sort of spell but since the last time I saw you I seriously couldn’t stop thinking of you.”

She chewed her bottom lip, eyes flicking from his hand on her leg, back to his eyes l before giggling. “Alright. I-I’ve also been thinking about you a lot…and…if it helps…since that night…haven’t been with anyone else. So I’m willing to try, but I at least need your name now.”

He beamed, just a little bit excited to hear that. “Really? Well, I’m Leander. Clearly I’m Garreth’s friend. By the way I really hate to ask but have you…”

She shook her head and he instantly relaxed. She gave him her name and they made a deal that if this worked out between them it was great, but if it didn’t then there would be no hard feelings. Leander was just happy he’d gotten her to try for him. He swore to make it worth it.

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Getting Caught pt 4 Finale - Ominis Gaunt X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

I can’t believe you heathens have gobbles this little series up so frantically and kept enjoying every part I put out. I’m so grateful everyone likes it. That being said consider this a finale piece. I have so many branching ideas that I want to work on and therefore I feel I’ve written a good end for this little series. I hope you enjoy and thanks for hanging on for this little journey.

Warnings: a little fluff, losing virginity, awkward first time, mentions of blood, unprotected p-in-v, use of the word cervix (some of yall CANT get with that word so I added it here 😅)

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Ominis paced the Undercroft. His head had been an absolute mess since their last meeting. All his life he’d never wanted to have sex with anyone, the fear of producing an heir or subjecting a woman to his family being far too much for his sanity.

But now all he could think about was what she felt like inside, how badly he wanted to take her sweet, soft innocence and make her cry out in pleasure while wrapped around him. How badly he wanted to hold her in his arms and drown in her incredible scent.

He’d thought about sex but never this much in his entire life. His thoughts as he laid in bed awake trying to sleep was what her possible reaction would be, would she also want it? What would become of them if they went farther, could he protect her from his family if they decided to court?

His head lifted when he heard the whirring clocks, he straightened, clasping his hands behind his back and listening to each echoing boot step as she came closer. “Ominis. I got your owl…”

He held out his hand, causing her to stop. “C-can I say what I have to say?” After a beat of silence and a small yes he continued. “I-I haven’t been able to stop thinking of you. Maybe it’s because we’ve suddenly become rather intimate…but…I find myself feeling a strong desire for you. One that can’t be quenched while alone in my bed at night.”

He took a deep breath, trying to calm the harsh hammering of his heart. “I…want to ask if you’d be open to courtship. I know my family is less than desirable to be associated with but I could keep it secret from them. We could just tell our close and trusted friends…or if you’re not okay with that maybe…it stays strictly physical and secret.”

He wished now more than ever to have sight, to see her face…her silence made his stomach tighten into harsh uncomfortable knots. But when she finally spoke he couldn’t hold back a sigh of relief. “Ominis…I…you want to become physical?”

His cheeks reddened, a stutter marring his speech. “W-well I…y-yes I suppose. I-I-I mean I’d love to court you first but I…can’t stop thinking of whatever we've been doing together. I-I want more, however you’ll give it to me.”

She stepped closer to him, with each step his heart crashed against his ribcage, threatened to burst from his chest. To his surprise the pounding of his heart was the furthest thing from his mind as her hand caressed his cheek and soft lips met his.

He stayed absolutely still till she pressed deeper into the kiss, then his hands were in her hair, pulling her close as their kiss deepened. It’s a slow and sensual kiss, no urgency behind it, just raw emotions.

When the kiss broke they were both red cheeked and breathless. He was still holding her close, afraid that if he let her go she may dissolve into thin air.

She caressed his cheek again and he could hear her smile. “Ominis…I’d love to be yours. W-we can figure out how to manage your family as we go but I want this, us.”

Ominis swept her up into his arms and she giggled happily. He kissed her again, still holding her in his arms, maneuvering them deeper into the Undercroft. He sank to his knees and laid her on the pile of blankets, breaking the kiss. “D-do you want to go further?”

A small yes had him diving forward, lips crashing against hers. This kiss was a hungry, burning, all consuming wildfire that had her clawing at his chest, pulling him down against her.

He hovered above her, one hand awkwardly coming up to paw at the front of her shirt. A wave of heat pooled in his groin, sparking to life the need he harbored for her. She hummed softly which he took as a good sign, groping a bit harder and seeking her nipple through the fabric.

She breathlessly took his hand, helping him slide it up under her shirt and their kiss was broken as he moaned just from the feeling of her chemise. He was rock hard against her thigh, grinding himself greedily against her.

He pinched her nipple a bit harder than intended, causing her to yelp. He looked up sheepishly, apologizing before abandoning her breast and sliding his hand down to her skirt, hiking it up around her waist.

He groaned as his fingers met her wet center, dipping in to collect her wetness before rolling over her clit. She sagged against the blankets, moaning needily as he picked up speed.

Her back arched and Ominis pushed himself up as best as he could, still rubbing her as he attempted to free his aching erection one handed. He paused to rub a flattened palm over himself, desperate to soothe the urgency.

Once he’d accomplished freeing himself he was pushing against her, awkwardly leaning over her while trying to line himself up between her legs.

She tensed and he stopped, going back to rolling her sensitive bud under the pads of his fingers. “No rush darling, it’s okay. Sorry for my eagerness.”

She clutched his shirt, lifting her hips to chase the feeling he was giving her. She was gasping and moaning, writhing beneath him and if he didn’t know better he’d think she was about to cum.

His suspicion was confirmed when he nudged against her entrance again and she wriggled her hips against him, he could feel her spasming even just pressed against her entrance. His eager fingers sped up on her clit as a sob caught in her throat.

He pushed past the thin barrier of her virginity, turning her blissful sounds into a sharp cry. His attention was divided between the blissful heat he was slowly shoving into and petting her hair gently while cooing encouragements. “S-such a good girl. Gods, you feel so tight.”

She whimpered, pulling him closer which was his only sign to keep pushing into her almost too tight heat. His control waned when he lifted his hand to feel her face and caught a wet tear sliding over her cheek.

He tried to pull out and she shook her head, tugging at his shirt. “D-don’t stop. M’fine…please.”

He didn’t stop, instead focusing on rubbing her sensitive nub while lurching his hips forward inside of her. His thrusts were jerky and untimed but he still felt her clench around him and heard her whimper in pleasure.

A sick satisfaction and sense of pride took over him when he smelled the tang of blood and felt the slickness of it coating him. He shoved all the way inside, feeling her clenched tightly while he pulled out and shoved back in.

A choked moan escaped her throat and she clung tighter to him. They rocked together, finding a rhythm where he pulled out and pushed back in. He was much longer than she’d imagined so he bottomed out every time, causing a gasp when his tip kissed her cervix.

His elbows were planted on either side of her head as he rut into her, hips moving faster and more fervently. He grunted and groaned till finally he stilled and spilled inside of her, filling her up.

Her cheeks were red as she laid beneath him, embarrassed and shy after feeling him absolutely unload inside of her. He panted, adjusting so he could hold her face. “M’fuck I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it. Don’t worry, won’t stop till you’re done too.”

She couldn’t believe he was still hard, his hand moved down to rub her clit again and his thrusts resumed, gentle and calculated. It wasn’t long before her moans and arching back indicated she was close. He felt her body language and soon she was clutching onto him, whimpering and begging. “G-gonna…m’gonna cum! Ominis!”

She did, clenching around him, she exploded in blissful orgasmic pleasure. He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stay calm as she whimpered and pleaded through her orgasm as it tore through her.

He held her, staying buried inside of her as he soothed her and caressed her. Petting her hair and praising her. “You’re so incredible. This is perfect. Gods I can’t believe your mine. All mine.”

She blushed, relaxing in his touch as he held her, basking in his warmth and soothing touch, taking in the fact that this all started with her catching him in the act down in this exact spot.

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hey friendo! ❤️ (i genuinely can’t remember if i sent this already so pls ignore if it’s a double request soz)

just thinking cos it’s almost my birthday if i could request a short prewlow thing pretty please🥺❤️💚 something cute idk i’m bad at requests very sorry

thanks :))

Frotting - Sebastian Sallow X Leander Prewett

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

Happy Birthday @rypnami! 🎉 I was so happy I could write this sorta smutty sorta fluffy lil piece up on time for you 🫶🏻 I hope you have an incredible Birthday filled with love and joy and friends and definitely lots of Prewlow 💕

Warnings: MxM, frotting, masturbation, handjob, marking, cum licking

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Leander hurried after Sebastian as the Slytherin boy’s stride ate up the distance. He was nervous but if this was to be anything like the last time Sebastian had asked to speak with him, he couldn’t wait.

Sebastian finally stopped in a hallway, peeking down the corridors and upon finding themselves entirely alone he tugged Leander’s sleeve, pulling him into a broom cupboard and locking themselves inside.

Leander gasped when plump freckled lips met his. His heart pounded in time with Sebastian’s as matching freckled hands ghosted down his stomach, untucking his shirt from his waistband and tugging open his trousers.

He groaned into the kiss as Sebastian’s fingers traced delicately down the soft hair of Leander’s happy trail leading to a thatch of neatly trimmed pubic hair. Sebastian groaned against his lips, gripping Leander’s slowly hardening cock in his hand and squeezing lightly.

Leanders hips rolled forward and Sebastian took the opportunity to push him against the wall. His hand made slow teasing strokes up Leander’s erection as his lips trailed down Leander’s sensitive neck. “Can I mark you, baby?”

Leander groaned as heated breath ghosted his neck and quickly nodded in agreement. Sebastian wasted no time locking his lips around the skin above his collar, latching his teeth down and sucking a dark purple mark into pale skin.

Leander bucked into Sebastian’s hand, groaning and whimpering at the intoxicating heat pooling in his groin. A whimper left him when Sebastian released his leaking cock and detached from his neck to admire his handiwork. “Fuck Lee, you look so pretty all fucked out like this and I’ve barely touched you.”

Leander flushed, watching intently as Sebastian freed his own aching erection, stroking it a few times for Leander’s benefit. Leander arched into it as Sebastian pressed his own erection against his, gripping them both in one hand and stroking.

Leander’s head tipped back, a curse toppling from his lips as Sebastian gripped them both firmly in one palm, thrusting himself against Leander. Liquid hot pleasure boiled in Leander’s abdomen, cock leaking precum that only added a delightful slickness to the aching friction between them.

Sebastian groaned in tandem, eyes locked on Leander as he stroked them faster only stopping to squeeze the tip just like he likes. “That’s right, let me feel your cock twitch, baby. Gonna cum while I stroke my cock against yours Lee?”

Leander moaned incoherently, leaning against a stack of crates behind him. Sebastian followed, towering over him, placing a hand on the crates to cage the redhead beneath him.

His hand worked faster and Leander’s hips bucked forward into the delicious friction. Moans and groans of pleasure, hot eager breaths filling the space between them as Sebastian’s fist worked them closer and closer to a delicious end.

Leander bit into his bottom lip, mentally fighting the pressure building, his eyes squeezed shut and Sebastian gave a breathy chuckle, moving his free hand up to press against the dark purple mark just above Leander’s collar.

Sebastian groaned as Leander’s cock twitched in his palm. Leander whimpered, releasing an explosive moan as his cum spurted from his tip, landing mostly on Sebastian’s hand, only adding to the sensation.

Sebastian followed quickly, cumming hard with a deep groan, grinding and stroking himself against Leander’s softening erection. “Good fucking boy, Lee.”

Leander swallowed thickly, looking down to take in the mess they’d made between them. He blew out a shaky breath and Sebastian chuckled. “You always cum so much for me, baby.”

Sebastian lifted his hand to Leander’s mouth and Leander obediently licked the sticky mess from the brunette's fingers. Sebastian groaned, watching to make sure he cleaned it all up before he tucked himself away and placed a hand on Leander’s chin, dropping a long passionate kiss on Leander’s lips. “Till next time, love.”

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This idea came to me in a vision. I know you've already given us temp play with Garreth, but what if temp play and sensory deprivation? Like one is blindfolded and restrained, so everything is a surprise to them.

I could see this going either way (in my heart Garreth is such a switch 🫡) but I feel like this could be some good payback for the original part 😈

Temp Play - Garreth Weasley X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

A part 2 of Temp Play. Oh gosh, I never thought of writing this but I was intrigued by your idea 😉 and hope you like it 🫶🏻

Warnings: temperature play, bondage, sensory deprivation (blindfold), revenge, oral m receiving, electro play, external prostate stimulation

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She giggled as Garreth all too willingly raised his hands up, allowing her to tie them to his headboard. She kept her face neutral as she tied him down, making sure the knot was tight before pulling her wand and grinning up at him.

Garreth gave a nervous chuckle, lying beneath a beautiful woman wearing your favorite color in lingerie while tied up and she’s laughing can never be a good sign but his proud erection decided otherwise.

She carefully reached over, grabbing the black fabric from his bedside and he willingly lifted his head for her to place it over his eyes and tie it into place. She double checked, making sure his sight was truly taken away before continuing.

She slid down his body, tracing the contours of his abdomen with her wand while looking up at what was visible on his face, devilishly. His excitement twitched in front of her lips, causing her grin to widen.

Was he slightly turned on from the danger of not being in control? Maybe. That didn’t stop him from having a rampage of nervous butterflies fluttering wildly inside his stomach even as she gripped his firmness in her palm.

With his eyes still glued to her she dipped her head down, licking his tip with a broad stroke of her tongue. His head tipped back with a short groan that quickly turned back to a yelp as the next swipe of her tongue on his heavy balls was icy cold.

His head lifted his head, attempting to peer at her between his legs as a hotter than normal stroke of her tongue licked him from base to tip. He tugged at the tie keeping him bound to the headboard but the bindings were too tight. His stomach clenched with need when the tip of her wand swiping down his inner thigh left a chilly trail on his skin.

All he had was his hearing and sense of feeling here. He groaned louder, her eyes took in the sight of his chest rapidly rising and falling, his soft red curls bouncing as his head turned side to side in pleasurable torture.

A shiver wracked his body when her wand pushed against his taint, sending a small bolt of controlled tingling lightning right through him. He grew instantly harder in her hot mouth and she knew her shock had hit its mark.

Icy air ghosted across his pink nipples and his chest rose and fell faster with rapid needy breaths. He remained looking up, realizing trying to see her was all in vain. “Fuck, ah! Please do that again…”

She did, sending a stronger bolt of electricity through him and he pulsed in her mouth. All three sensations attacking him simultaneously was driving him to the brink too fast for his liking, but he didn’t want it to stop either.

He rocked against the tip of her wand, bucked into her still hot wet mouth. She sucked him eagerly, sent jolt after jolt right to his prostate, and continued magicing a chilly sensation across his diamond hard nipples.

She couldn’t believe how hot the view of his submissive pleasure looked. He was absolutely picturesque as he rocked and bucked and cried out under her ministrations.

He pulsed harder in her mouth and even though he was fighting it he knew it wouldn’t be long till he met his ever growing climax.

She took a breath before taking him into her throat, pushing her wand harder and sending a deeper shock through him. He bucked hard, thick ropes spurts of cum filled her throat. She did her best to swallow it, letting only a small trail or two escape past her lips.

His orgasm throbbed and throbbed. She knew on any other occasion he’d never cum so much. And as he laid deflated against the bed panting and almost shivering now she lifted her head, wiping her mouth and grinning as he caught his breath. She untied his hands and pulled of the blindfold, looking into his pretty forest green eyes.

He finally lifted his head, weakly chuckling with embarrassment. “That was bloody mad, woman. I thought you were gonna make me shoot till I seized up.”

She giggled, laying her head on his thigh. “Had to get revenge on you, love. I’d say you liked it pretty well. Wouldn’t you?”

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Free use - Leander Prewett X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

Warnings: free use woman, alcohol use, multiple random sexual partners in one night, public sex, protected p-in-v, voyeurism, exhibitionism, au

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Leander anxiously pulled at the sleeves of his shirt. His best friend Garreth had dressed him up in a button down with the sleeves rolled above his elbows and added a sweater vest over the top with some black slacks.

He did admit that he looked good but the anxiety still flared to life in his chest as they stepped over the threshold of the doorway into the living room. Bodies pressed together and the smell of alcohol infiltrated his nose, thumping music that vibrated in his chest.

He wasn’t one for parties but Garreth had insisted he start coming out to parties with him. He needed to ‘loosen up’ and ‘live a little’. He didn’t exactly know what this meant since all Garreth did was go to these parties and hang out with the same people he always did, letting the alcohol flow and dancing with his friends.

Leander rarely drank and didn’t dance and usually had little to no friends at these parties beside Garreth. So what was the point?

They’d been there ten minutes, Garreth already having left him to ‘get drinks and be right back’ but Leander spotted the curly red hair bobbing on the dance floor. Leander secured himself a red solo cup that smelled of fruity juices and vodka, sipping it liberally.

He slid his way through the crowd to a smaller room less packed with people. He wasn’t fully aware of everyone in the room when he plopped into an open armchair off to the side. He sipped from his cup and allowed his eyes to sweep over the room and take in if maybe this was his crowd. The friends brought by their more party inclined friends and just wanted somewhere to hide till it was time to leave.

Leander’s somewhat judgmental perusal swept across the room, stopping on a couch across the room where a girl his age in a black crop top and green skirt bounced in some guy's lap. He blinked in confusion. It was clear what they were doing but the other people in the room either acted as if this was normal or casually sat watching from their own spots.

Leander’s eyes flicked back over to her, taking in her curves that the man she rode held on to. From what he could tell from where he sat she was doing incredible at pleasing him.

Leander’s cheeks flushed as arousal crept up inside of him, moving blood south and causing his heart rate to spike. He let his eyes linger on the details, noticing the words ‘free use’ written on her lower back and possibly her stomach where the top didn't cover.

He’d seen the term in porn before but didn’t exactly know what he meant. Pulling out his phone and glancing around to make sure nobody was watching him he googled the term. What mostly came up was a relationship dynamic where one or both partners are allowed to engage in sex with each other whenever their partner desires.

His eyes widened but he read another article on free use women. Alternatively a free use woman was someone usually in a public setting who was available for any person to engage sexually no matter what they were doing.

He swallowed nervously, tucking his phone away and letting his eyes drift to her again. She was now sliding off of the one man and bending over the couch just as another man came up behind her. Both men were wearing protection which made his logical brain relax a bit. He was still a bit surprised to see how everyone was so casual around this.

A hand clapped down on his shoulder and he startled, looking back to his ginger friend. Leander blushed, having been caught in the worst possible situation to this date. “Hey Lee, didn’t think this was you’re scene but I’m glad to see you found something you’re into.”

Leander’s eyes shot open and he frantically began stuttering and waving his hands. “W-well…n-no I…it’s not like that! I just came in here to sit and I…I didn’t know…”

Garreth shrugged, not seeming to care much about his friend's choices. “No judgment here man. She’s been at parties before and she’s a total smoke show. Apparently she’s got a crazy good pussy too. Tap it if you have a chance.”

Leander was shocked. Garreth had never been a prude but this was a new level of comfort he’d never seen from his friend before. “Y-you’ve seen her before at these parties?”

Garreth nodded. “Oh yea. She comes all the time. She’s a self proclaimed nympho maniac. She’ll let just about everyone fuck her as long as they wear a condom. She’s a cool girl too. I’ve talked to her before and she’s got a killer personality.”

Leander nodded, biting into his bottom lip and watching her again. She looked lost in pleasure as the current guy drilled into her from behind. It made Leander’s cock twitch in excitement and he debated that maybe, just maybe he would try to hook up or talk to her. It was just the fact that they were in public that would cause him anxiety.

Garreth pulled out his wallet, fishing out a condom and sliding it into Leander’s hand. “Looks like they are about done mate, come on. Its first come first serve, go over there and wrap up. I’m sure she’ll be plenty eager to slide on.”

Leander looked flabbergasted (been waiting to use this in a fic for so long). “S-she’s already taken two cocks Gaz. You think she could really take another back to back like that?”

Garreth laughed a bit too loudly for his liking. “Mate she takes more than that at every party. She’s probably been here since it started. She’s a machine in the sheets. I’m telling you. Go get some. I’m gonna go back to dancing. Have fun.”

Leander watched his friend leave, anxiety spiking up again. He thought about Garreth’s words. What if he did just walk over there like his friend had said and take what he wanted.

He shook his head and the twitch in his trousers had him standing up and crossing the room before he could overthink it further. Cup in one hand and condom in the other, he sat on the couch and made eye contact with her. She smiled and sauntered over, licking her lips mischievously.

He set his cup aside and held up the condom. She nodded, taking it from him and proceeding to go for his trousers. He swallowed nervously, watching her delicate fingers pull his cock free before opening the condom and pinching the tip closed, rolling it down his length.

He couldn’t believe how incredibly hard he was even as people watched her climb into his lap and slide down his length. He sighed in satisfaction, feeling how tight she was. He couldn’t believe she was this tight after having taken two cocks right in front of him. Her pussy spasmed around him and his head tipped back.

She didn’t even know his name and she was bouncing in his lap as if it was her job to get him off. She leaned in close to his ear, taking both his hands and putting them on her thighs. “You can touch me, you know. I like it.”

She sounded so sweet and breathy it had him twitching. He reached around under her skirt and held her round ass in his hands, getting lost in the feeling and helping her bounce.

Her appreciative moans got louder and it seemed she was getting lost in the feeling too. He chanced a glance over their shoulder where her silky hair hung. Most eyes were on them now and his cock twitched again. He couldn’t believe he was getting off on being watched fucking this girl.

She moaned louder now, louder than he’d heard her with the other guys as he helped her move higher till just his tip was inside before letting her slam down on him. Her pussy quivered and he groaned against her neck, burying his face there in an attempt to ground himself.

She felt so good, smelled so good and she felt so tight and wet even with a condom on. This was by far the best pussy he’d ever fucked. He was just starting to get lost in it when her hips stuttered and she cried out, tightening around his cock.

He stopped, thinking maybe it was over but she regained her breath and kept sliding her body on his. “I-I haven’t seen you at these parties before have I. I-ah! Is it your first time?”

He could feel the pleasure and heat pooling at the base of his spine and he fought the urge to bury himself inside of her and blow. The fact that she wanted to keep going was driving him wild. He tried to focus on her words. “Y-yes. I’ve never…never done anything like this.”

She moaned softly, causing his hips to stutter. He was so close, fighting off the impending orgasm because she felt absolutely incredible. A pang of jealousy rang through him when another guy was getting ready behind her. He wanted her all to himself and mentally cursed for getting so attatched in only a matter of minutes together. “Y-you feel so good. P-promise to come see me again? Please.”

He drove himself up into her, moaning as he emptied himself into the condom. He was vaguely aware of her tightening around him and crying out her second release with him. This girl had really just asked him to come to another party to fuck her again and then proceeded to cum on his cock. He was smitten and that meant trouble. But he nodded anyway and helped to steady her as she got up off his lap, taking a few gulps of his drink before handing it back to Leander and allowing the next guy to lay her down and take his turn.

Leander looked away, peeling the condom off and tossing it before tucking himself away and booking it back out to the dance floor to find Garreth. His heart pounded in his chest like the music that blared through the stereos. He finally found his friend and pulled him from a mass of bodies.

Garreth was about to go off on him before chuckling and reaching up to fluff a hand through Leander’s messy hair. “Damn mate. Railed so good she even mussed up your hair. Must have impressed her.”

Leander vaguely recalled her fingers sliding into his neat hair and holding onto him that way. He shook the thought away and glared at Garreth. “We need to go. Now.”

Garreth looked a bit taken aback but nodded, turning to signal to his other friends that he was leaving. The whole walk home Garreth tried pestering Leander for what happened to upset him so badly but Leander remained tight lipped. Mulling over his new infatuation with the self proclaimed nympho maniac who seemed to be quite popular as a free use woman at these parties.

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Piercings pt2 - Sebastian Sallow X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

This is a pt2 of Cock Piercing. Would highly recommend reading that before this.

Warnings: modern college au, shower sex, unprotected p-in-v, mixed signals but still a gentleman, dirty talk, oral f receiving

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She moaned at the hot water cascaded down her flushed body. She was pleasantly satisfied, sticky between the legs but it had been the absolute best sex she’d ever had.

She hummed, opening her eyes and peeking over her shoulder at a pair of puppy dog eyes belonging to the man she’d just been in bed. He carefully stepped into the shower behind her. Freckled arms came to slide around her and she couldn’t help but lean into his warmth.

He lightly kissed her head and held her firmly to his chest with one hand while his other slid down, spreading her open for the hot water. From what she could feel he was already hard again, length pressing against her backside.

A small moan left her lips as she let her eyes slide closed and focused on the feeling of his thick fingers moving to roll over her clit. “Mmm, still sticky with my mess and you’re already ready to go again. You must be my dream girl. Ticking too many boxes for me here, sweetheart.”

Her heart rate picked up. From what she remembered his profile said he was looking for something long term but nothing serious. While his words could be innocent they could also be interpreted as something more.

She brushed the thought aside as those fingers dipped into her pussy and curled up inside of her. She gasped, rocking her hips forward, causing him to smile against her neck. “So needy for me already. Do you want more, pretty girl?”

She gasped, rocking against those fingers as one long middle finger, stuffed deeply inside of her, swirled expertly around her g spot. She agreed breathily and he pulled his fingers out and spun her around, easily sliding his hands down her thighs and lifting her up.

She shivered as he pressed her against the cool tile of the shower, maneuvering himself to line up with her entrance, teasing her with the blunt head of his erection. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, trying to support herself against his body. “Please. D-don't tease me.”

He chuckled, pushing inside till the ball of his piercing rubbed maddeningly inside of her. “Fuck you’re still full of my cum and letting me fuck you again. You feel so fucking good like this.”

He pressed against her harder and caused her to moan. He was clearly into having sex with her. The dirty talk and the way he moved against her, all of it was causing heat to pool in her abdomen.

Careful to anchor himself safely in the bottom of the tub, he pressed her against the wall, holding her with one arm and groping her breast with the other while driving into her body. He felt so good, that piercing hitting her sweet spot so perfectly she was coming apart in his arm already.

He fucked her through it, releasing her breast and snaking the hand back down to her bum, eager to guide her hips perfectly. He buried his face between her breasts, grunting against her skin with each long pump into her pliant body. “Gods, you feel so fucking good. You want my cum inside of you again?”

She whimpered, nodding against him as her fingers slid through his hair, gripping it needily. “Y-yes! This feels so good! I-I’m right there!”

He groaned, squeezing her tight and rolling his hips into her and driving that piercing expertly against her g spot. She cried out into the echoing bathroom, gripping him tighter as his muscles flexed and he followed her over that edge with a sinful cacophony of sounds.

She panted, pinned against the wall of the shower and a wall of muscle as they tried to regain their breath. He carefully lowered her, helping her down and assuring she was steady before letting her go.

He leaned back against the cool tiles she’d been pressed against, looking satisfied and smiling at her. She blushed, stepping under the spray of the water while reaching for her body wash.

He watched her intently as she lathered her loofa and washed herself, careful to just use water between her legs where she began to feel a pleasant soreness.

She swapped places with him in the water and he held her body wash out to her, sending a strike of happiness through her as she lathered him up, using her hands to rinse him clean.

She was about to reach over and turn the water off when he gripped her wrist, smirking as he pinned her against the shower wall and sank to his knees. “Can I taste you now? The thought of not tasting this sweet pussy is killing me.”

Her breath caught in her throat as he looked up at her so softly. His big palm splayed across her stomach where heat started to pool once again. She gave him a small nod and he smirked, eyes fixing between her legs as he lifted her thigh up and placed it over his shoulder.

She moaned at his hot tongue swiping over her clit. She wasn’t usually big on oral sex. But the way his tongue caressed her, she thought she may end up changing her mind right here and now.

He swiped his tongue through her folds again, then settled lower to push the thick muscle inside of her. She gasped, threading her fingers in his hair before he pulled back and focused on flicking his tongue over her bud.

He groaned as she tightened the grip in his hair, writhing against his face in desperation. Her orgasm was already fast approaching and she flushed in embarrassment. He gave her a moment of reprieve as he pulled back, licking his lips and letting his eyes meet hers. “You’re so sweet and delicious…and you’re so fucking beautiful when you’re about to cum on my lips.”

He dove back in like a man starved, his tongue rolling and flicking and swirling till she shattered, crying out and going weak against the wall. He lapped at her sex till over sensitivity had her shoving him off.

He grinned, standing and taking her in his arms and helping her out of the shower and into a warm towel. She was in a daze as he lifted her into his arms and carried her back to her freshly made bed. Had this man really fucked her within an inch of her life, washed her soaked sheets and remade her bed with a fresh set before rocking her worked again in the shower?

He snuggled her in the cozy bed, they were only wrapped in towels, hot bodies pressed together under her duvet. She toyed with his chocolate curls as he checked his phone to see what he’d missed. Just a few texts or messages on social media. All casual and none that had her concerned which caused a smile.

He then returned his attention to her, smiling at her. “Did you enjoy yourself?”

She blushed. Did he really have to ask? “Of course. That was a mind blowing experience, Sebastian.”

He smirked, seeming sleepy and happy. Did he intend to stay the night? They hadn’t talked about it so she hadn’t cleared it with her roommate. But just as she was about to broach the topic he got up, dropping the towel and starting to get dressed. She flushed as he began to speak. “Does that mean you’d want to meet up again? Can go on another date through the week and if you want we can hook up when your roommate leaves next weekend. Or at mine whenever, if you can’t wait till the weekend.”

Her brows lifted. He lived alone? Interesting. But she nodded, excited that he wanted to keep seeing her. “Yea that sounds fantastic. Erm, I am a bit curious though. Your profile made it sound like you weren’t really looking for a girlfriend, yet you want to go on dates together?”

He, now fully dressed, shoved his hands in his pockets. “Er, yea. I guess we should talk about that. I kind of want someone I can date but not something serious. You know? I still want to take you out and be exclusive with each other but…I don’t feel like I’m at a point where I’m ready for labeled commitment. Bad break up. You know?”

She nodded, understanding a bit better now. It made her a bit giddy that he still wanted to date, just forgoing the label. “That sounds lovely actually. Is this a delete Tinder kind of thing? I’m fine with it, I just want to know where we stand.”

He wet his lips, nodding at her. He looked embarrassed but gave her a small smile. “Er, yea. I mean you can keep it but I’d like things to be just us. I’m not going to lie. I deleted mine after our outing at the coffee shop. You’re really the only girl who caught my eye on there.”

Butterflies erupted to life in her stomach. She picked up her phone and looked through her matches and sure enough. His account was gone. She smiled, maneuvering to the settings and deleting her own, showing him as she beamed.

His expression changed to a more relaxed one and he sighed a breath of relief. “I’m really glad you took that so well. I thought you may find it…weird.”

She smiled, shaking her head. “If anything I find it endearing. I like your plan. Let’s stick with that.”

He grinned, moving forward to kiss the top of her head then help her into pajamas before he left her with a satisfied body and a head full of happy thoughts.

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Any chance we can pretty please get a spice level 1000 smut with ominis and mc?

You write so well and atm all im seeing on tumblr is seb.

Im an omi girl and im starving lol

If your current circumstances permit, could you delve into your deepest darkest smut mind and give us a golden heap of descriptive and intricate filth? Haha xxx

We all love you.

I squeal whenever you post. Xxxxx

Hope youre doing well

Did you just come from the Undercroft!? - Ominis Gaunt X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

Ohhh boy this one is wayyyy better than my last Doninis request so I apologize. But holy heck…this came from the dark fucked up recesses of my brain so enjoy that 🤣 Thanks for reading love, I’m doing much better after cutting back how much I’ve been writing, I feel rejuvenated and have much better inspiration (ignore the fact I’m posting twice a week again 🙄) 🫶🏻

Warnings: reliving the trauma of Ominis yelling at you for coming out of the Undercroft, Dominis, degradation, name calling (seriously I did not hold back), spitting, spit swallowing, clit/pussy spanking, rough fingering, squirting, spanking thighs and ass, unprotected rough sex, marking, threats of impregnation, threats of defamation, gaslighting, so much use of the word slut, overstimulation, crying during sex, degradation, oral m receiving, cum swallowing, no aftercare (hang in there loves, it’s a tough one)

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She carefully stepped out from the undercroft, glancing around to see the coast was clear before stepping out. Much to her surprise the familiar blonde Slytherin stood there almost as if he was headed there himself. “Hello Sebastian. Wait.”

Her heart began to race in her chest and she momentarily debated making a run for it or staying absolutely silent and pretending she wasn’t there at all. “You there. I can hear you.”

Well there went that plan. The blind Slytherin wasn’t to be trifled with. That much she knew. No sense in hiding if he already knew that she was in fact there and it wasn’t in fact his best friend. “Oh, hello Ominis, isn’t it? I believe we have a few classes together, right?”

The blonde's brows rose and he looked momentarily puzzled before standing a bit straighter. “I recognize that voice. Heard you talking to Garreth Weasley in Potions class. You’re the new fifth-year.”

She was about to cheerily agree but a scowl met his features and her stomach sunk. He looked absolutely furious. “Did you just come from the Undercroft? How did you get in there?”

She swallowed nervously, deciding in that moment that she wouldn’t rat out Sebastian after he’d taken the fall for her in the library. “Oh? That room’s called ‘the Undercroft?’ Ah. Well, I was exploring and suddenly found myself in a strange passageway-“

He frowned deeply, interrupting her with a cutting tone. “Don’t lie to me. No one ‘stumbles’ upon that room. Sebastian told you, didn’t he?”

He suddenly shifted closer to her, nearly pinning her against the clock decorated door to the Undercroft and she swallowed again. “I can’t risk you telling anyone about this place, you know. Sebastian’s going to get an earful about this. He gets into enough trouble as it is and doesn’t need your help in doing so. Come with me.”

He stepped away from her, bringing his wand up to guide him before grabbing her arm and yanking her away from the opening. He carefully opened the passageway to the Undercroft and shoved her inside, stepping in after her and gripping her arm again.

She stumbled as he easily guided her to the couch and tossed her down roughly. She debated getting up and making a run for it but he stood right in front of her, blocking her exit unless she jumped over the back of the sofa. “I’m going to punish you for lying on behalf of Sebastian. I bet he only showed you this place so he wouldn’t be interrupted while taking your sweet pussy. He should know better. This is my hideout. He shouldn’t be bringing his mischievous romps down here anyway.”

She stuttered over her words, anxious as Ominis’ body language changed and his words lost their proper tone and changed to a different, more demanding tone. “I-I…we weren’t doing anything like that. H-he simply was showing me a place to work on my magic since I’m behind. I-I swore I wouldn’t tell anyone about it and I meant that. I-I’d never-“

He tsked her, placing a finger under her chin and tipping her head up to look at him. “You’re loyal to Sebastian. Not me. Therefore I can’t trust you. As for Sebastian, he’s showing you the Dark Arts isn't he? You’re learning the curses with him aren’t you? You will not sully my Undercroft with Dark Magic or your vile sexual acts.”

She pressed herself against the back of the couch, heartbeat thundering behind her ribs all the way down between her legs. She couldn’t explain why his anger was working her up but it was.

He chuckled, wand blinking in his hand. “My my, your heart sure is beating away. Partially because you're scared but there’s something more isn’t there? What? Sebastian teaching you the Dark Arts is riling you up is it? Are you greedy for power? You do realize I’m a Gaunt, right? Sallow is a pureblood wizard but I’m a direct pureblooded descendant of Salazar himself. My blood runs thicker with tragedy than any other wizarding family known to the wizarding world.”

Her mouth went dry. That wasn’t what she was about at all. It had nothing to do with power or learning the Dark Arts which she actually feared. But the way he was speaking to her, boasting himself up and almost trying to compete with Sebastian for her attention had her going. This was a very different side to Ominis.

He snickered, tucking his wand away and lowering himself to kneel on the couch with his hands on the tips of the cushions behind her and his knee between her legs. Her body went rigid when hot breath ghosted across her neck and a hand caressed her stomach, slowly adding pressure and moving downwards. “That’s right. I know you’re a pureblood. I could easily fill you with a Gaunt heir and you would very quickly become an important witch. Your name would be in everyone’s mouth.”

His hand now lifted the hem of her skirt and she nearly choked when a devious smirk decorated Ominis’ features. Shame burned through her. “No bloomers on. You filthy slut. Now I’m sure of it. You were down here trying to fuck Sebastian weren’t you. He’s ever the playboy you know. He’ll stick his cock in anything. You aren’t special.”

Her heart raced, squirming as his fingers traced up her inner thigh to find her soaking wet pussy. He groaned, yanking her skirt up and moving her knees apart a bit to spit directly onto her sex. The action caught her off guard but he flattened his palm, rubbing her pussy with his flattened fingers by starting slow and getting rougher.

She held back whimpers and moans but this only made him angrier. She gasped as his free hand moved off the cushions and squeezed her cheeks. The action forced her lips to open and that was when he spit inside her mouth, fingers still roughly rubbing against her sensitive sex.

She hesitated, freezing with his spit in her mouth now and unsure what to do. He chuckled darkly, seeming to sense her dilemma. “Swallow it. Filthy slut. You better consider this an honor.”

She swallowed. It felt wrong but that didn’t stop her body from responding with hot electric tingles spreading down her body. He chuckled, finding her clit with the ball of his palm and rubbing aggressively. The sensation it caused danced on the line of torture and pleasure. The pressure was too much but that didn’t stop her hips from canting upwards.

This was all too much. She was careening toward an orgasm, hips bucking and moving to try and wring pleasure from the overstimulating torture. In a moment of relief he pulled his hand away, spitting down on her pussy again, releasing her jaw and caging her in with his arm. She thought the torturous pleasure would be done but that’s when his palm reunited with her sex in a loud slap.

The sound got her more than anything but the intense heat that burned from the sensation of the spank caused her to whine. He only grinned spanking a few more times in quick succession.

She reached down to grip his wrist and pull him away but he only chuckled, overpowering her with strength and shoving two fingers inside. She lost her battle, still holding his wrist but no longer pushing him away as he began a brutal pace, finger fucking her rather agressively. “This is how you learn, useless slut.”

It was intense but she couldn’t deny it had her hips lifting in pleasure again. Especially when those long slender fingers curled, hammering directly against her g spot and dragging her closer to the edge her body was teetering on. “Ah! Oh Ominis! I-I’m gonna-!”

He kept up the brutal pace, laughing at her pitiful behavior below him as he kneeled over her and drove her to the brink. She gave a sharp cry, body arching upwards as a pressure she’d never felt before took over. “You’re not supposed to like this, greedy little slut.”

When the pressure faded and the high of her orgasm faded she floated back to reality, ears still lightly ringing. She could hear Ominis’ condescending tone trying to break through.

After a moment she finally registered when he was saying. “How dare you make a mess of the furniture in my Undercroft. Look at this fucking mess. Are you listening to me!? Your pleasure should be irrelevant to me.”

She opened her eyes, glancing down between her legs where Ominis had pulled his now dripping fingers away to motion at the damp cushions below her. Luckily for him, he’d managed to dive away before getting splashed with her mess as his clothes were dry. His hand and the furniture below her had no such luck.

She had hot tears welling in her eyes. She’d never squirted before and now from something so rough. How could this have happened? She didn’t have long to process before Ominis’ hand landed on her parted thigh with a slap that echoed through the stone walls of the room.

She gasped, the heat that blossomed to the top of her skin, making it red and sensitive, surprising her. He spanked her again just a bit higher and she snapped her legs shut, causing him to laugh. “What? Can’t take a punishment properly? You shouldn’t have lied to me then, you stupid girl.”

She whimpered and he took her hand, helping her up. She sighed a breath of relief. It was short lived though as he flipped her over and positioned her on her hands and knees in front of him, yanking her skirt up to leave her bare before him.

His palm came down hard on the round cheek of her ass, causing her to gasp and lurch forward in surprise. “That’s for making a such a fucking mess.”

She peered over her shoulder, swallowing harshly as she heard the zipper of his trousers and felt the blunt tip of him against her entrance. She didn’t have time to deny him as he shoved into her, slamming his hips forward and burying himself inside her wet warmth.

She gasped, biting into her lip at the slight sting of such a quick intrusion. He filled her so completely full she’d never felt anything like it. She gasped when he moved, dragging himself back out and grunting as he stuffed himself right back in.

He held her hips in a firm grasp, fucking into her agressively. With every slam of his hips it became just a bit clearer that this fucking was meant as a punishment. Yes it felt incredible but his pace was brutal, rough and quick and meant to get a point across.

Just as she was beginning to fall into pleasure and tighten around him he was pulling out of her and flipping her onto her back. He wasted little time slamming back into her and resuming the animalistic pace of fucking her.

He leant down over her, baring his teeth against her neck and scraping against her delicate skin. He fucked her faster, biting and suckling bruises into her soft skin.

The pleasure was driving her closer and closer to the edge but she knew people would surely question her about the hickeys he was leaving. She attempted to shove him off, causing a snarl to rise from his throat and he released her abused flesh and growled against her ear. “If you tell anyone it was me who marked you, I’ll deny it. I’ll tell everyone you’re a filthy little liar and that you are nowhere near my league. I’ll publically humiliate you. Is that what you want?”

She pitifully shook her head and tears bubbled up to the surface. She was moaning and crying, pain, pleasure and emotional whiplash being the cause. But her body shook and she experienced a soul shredding orgasm. Fat hot tears rolled down her cheeks as she rippled around him, whimpering and crying out as she came.

He growled in frustration, pulling out of her and falling back against the couch, pulling her with and seating her in his lap. “How dare you cum on my cock without my permission. You’re going to fucking earn it this time, you hear that slut? Ride me to get your pleasure since you’re such a greedy cock slut.”

She was so lost in the pleasure and the chaos that she did, placed her hands on his shoulders and rolled her hips on his, riding him and whimpering. “That’s right. Take my cock. Forget all about dallying with Sebastian. Enabling him like a naughty little bitch behind my back. Stupid girl, playing with the Dark Arts.”

She cried, overwhelmed from how good it felt to fuck him and how hot it was to be degraded by him but his words did cut deep. She hadn’t slept with Sebastian at all but the idea that Ominis wanted to fuck Sebastian out of her system lit a fire inside of her. He laughed heartily at her tears. “Are you overwhelmed silly slut? Can’t take being told what a useless and dumb little hole you are? Thats alright. I’m done with your pussy. Get on the floor where sluts belong. This filthy pussy isn’t good enough to be bred by a Gaunt. Your mouth will have to do.”

He practically shoved her off, more or less tossing her to the floor before sliding forward on the seat and gripping a fistful of her hair and using her mouth. She watched through watery eyes as he fucked her mouth, pumping her mouth full of thick, hot, salty cum.

She immediately wanted to spit it out but he pinched her nose and pulled his cock out, forcing her head back and brushing down the front of her throat till she swallowed his essence. He laughed meanly, tapping her cheek. “That’s right. You’re a good slut. Even if you are an absolute shit liar.”

He stood up, straightening himself out and putting himself back together before pulling his wand from his robe pocket and sauntering towards the door. “No more encouraging Sebastian to get into trouble? You hear me? If he comes up with some ‘brilliant plan’ you bring it to me immediately. Now, go clean up and go to bed…although, I must admit you are prettier when you’re overstimulated. And remember what I said. You tell anyone anything about this and I’ll have this entire school pitted against you. I’m not afraid to exploit my father being friends with Headmaster Black if I need to.”

Without another word he left her, tears streaming, throat raw, and pussy aching from the roughness.

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Submissive Pt2 (sort of) - Ominis Gaunt X Sebastian Sallow

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

This is sort of a part two of Submissive but you can totally read them in whatever order or as standalone’s. All you need to know is Sebastian and Ominis are a couple who enjoy a Sub/Dom dynamic in as well as out of the bedroom.

Warnings: m/m, dom/sub dynamic, dom Sebastian, sub Ominis, masturbation, nipple play, intense but not varsity level cbt (clothespins), outdoor play

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Sebastian spotted Ominis outside through the cottage window, smiling as his beautiful partner hung their laundry on the clotheslines to dry in the sunshine and fresh breeze. Said breeze kicked up and Sebastian spotted a slightly discolored shirt hanging on one of the lines.

He grinned, taking his mug of tea and casually stepping outside to where his partner busied himself. With arms crossed and a smug expression he cleared his throat. “Hello, Love. I see you’ve accidentally managed to color a white shirt pink in the laundry.”

Ominis hesitated, standing and looking around the lines as if it would show him where the discolored shirt hung around him. “Have I? I thought you were in charge of sorting out colors from the whites?”

Sebastian chuckled, taking a few steps closer so they both were hidden between the lines of clothing and sheets. “Well you haven’t caught it.” His voice darkened. “And I want to play with you.”

Ominis blushed, taking a lip between his teeth. “I need to finish the chores first Sebastian, you know this…”

Sebastian sipped his tea and shook his head. “Alright. I’ll let you finish hanging the laundry. But then I’ll also need to punish you for wasting my time.”

Ominis rolled his eyes and smiled, returning to his task of using little wooden clothespins to hang the laundry on the lines.

Sebastian stood back, watching with fascination as his partner took his time making sure things were hung neatly and efficiently so they would dry. Sheets and towels on the outer lines and clothes and undergarments closer to the inside.

Even though they didn’t have neighbors for miles, Ominis still insisted the clothing be hung this way, lest any visitors see their unmentionables.

After finally hanging everything up to his liking he placed his hands on his hips, glancing in Sebastian’s direction. “Alright Mr impatient, let’s get on with it.”

Sebastian grinned, remaining standing a few meters away with a hand resting in the crook of his elbow whilst he held his tea up with the other. “Strip down. I want to see you.”

Ominis flushed pink, looking around hesitantly as if to question their location. But he knew Sebastian would be jealous enough not to let him disrobe in the view of anyone else. “This is ridiculous.”

Sebastian hummed with disapproval. “You find my methods ridiculous, good to know. You’re racking up punishments rather nicely, Love. Whatever will I do with you?”

Ominis swallowed nervously and began pulling off clothing without another word. He stripped off everything, standing now completely naked between the lines of swaying laundry, clothes left neatly in the basket behind him.

Sebastian moved forward, striding around him with an appreciative hum. “Kneel for me. You know how pretty you look on your knees.”

Ominis grit his teeth, obeying wordlessly, knowing if he smarted off again, Sebastian likely would add it to the tally of misbehavior. He sank to his knees, remaining where the grass tickled his bare legs. “Sebastian…”

Sebastian snickered, pulling the small bag of clothes pins from the basket and tossing them to land beside him. “One on each nipple. They're already so hard it shouldn’t be hard to get them to stay.”

Ominis winced, reaching for the bag of pins beside him, ignoring how his nipples stood proudly to attention in the faint chill that ghosted across his skin. He held the clamp open with one hand while his other hand felt around for how to best anchor it to his pink nub.

He winced when the pin pinched onto his nipple. The pain was overridden with a wave of pleasure that had his cock stirring to life between his legs. He ignored Sebastian’s loud sipping, placing another pin over his other nipple. “F-for Merlin’s sake...”

His now full heavy erection bobbed between his legs as he slightly hunched forward, placing his palms on the grass. Sebastian hummed, admiring his pale skin flushing pink and raising with goosebumps.

His brown eyes locked onto the needy cock that bobbed between his lovers legs and a devious smirk plastered his face. “Put two on your sack. Make it all nice and tight for me.”

A shiver wracked Ominis’ lithe frame and he sputtered. “Absolutely not. That’s just going to hurt me, Sebastian.”

Sebastian grinned at his partner, looking horny and almost pathetic on his knees. “Have you tried before? I know it won’t hurt you or I wouldn’t have told you to do it. You know I’d never do something with you if it could harm you.”

Ominis debated this, thinking about it carefully before opening his mouth to speak. “Sebastian-“

Sebastian tsked him, interrupting. “Do it. Or use your safe word. But don’t argue with me.”

Ominis took his bottom lip between his teeth, worrying it before sighing and reaching for a clip. Sebastian really never had steered him wrong. Plus if it hurt he could take it off and call his safe word, but why not at least try.

He did as Sebastian instructed, flushing nearly the entire expanse of his body when the pulled everything taught and the clip bit into the sensitive skin of his scrotum. It wasn’t quite painful, but the pressure on his sensitive skin left a pleasurable after effect that caused him to stiffen further.

He groaned softly, reaching for another clip and doing the same. Sebastian hummed with satisfaction, bending to flick gently at one of the clothespins on his nipples. “One more for arguing with me.”

Ominis held back a scoff, adding one more clip to his heavy sack, moaning at the pleasurable weight that sat low on his stomach.

Sebastian was pleased, admiring Ominis on his knees, flushed pale skin and lusty low lidded eyes looking up at him for more instructions. “Do they hurt?”

Ominis shook his head, swallowing nervously. He felt oddly exposed when his flush warmed skin prickled with the cold breeze rolling across his skin. Sebastian chuckled. “What a good boy. I suppose you can stay there and stroke your rather impressively hard cock.”

Sebastian wasn’t wrong, his erection stood proudly against his belly, aching with need to be touched. He hesitantly gripped himself, giving a gentle squeeze to quell the demanding need surging through him. He began to slowly stroke himself, groaning at the heat that flared to life.

Sebastian admired Ominis’ bite swollen lips, the precum that gathered at his tip before a hand came up, using the natural lubrication to aide the slide of his foreskin.

The blonde whined in frustration as Sebastian sipped his tea again. He couldn’t believe that he would stand there and watch him fall apart. Need laced so deeply in his core he needed to pump his fist faster, eager already to cum.

Sebastian’s brows rose as Ominis sped up, he watched with pleased fascination as the blonde's hips stuttered, causing the pins to jerk and make him moan loudly. Ominis was a mess, barreling toward release, fucking into his fist as if he was alone in his bed, not on display for Sebastian between their clean laundry in the fresh highland breeze.

Ominis let out a high pitched moan, hips thrusting eagerly as he pumped himself to oblivion. The clothespins shivered violently as his body shook and convulsed with his release, spilling onto the grass in front of him.

Sebastian smirked, leaning down to smack the end of the clips, causing them to fly off. The intense feeling had Ominis cursing and sliding his hips shut so he couldn’t do the same to the ones below.

Sebastian chuckled wickedly, watching the rise and fall of his lover's chest, the blood returning to Ominis’ pretty pink nipples, now a bit red from the pins. Ominis carefully spread his legs, reaching down with a careful hand to gently take the clips off.

Sebastian hummed, setting his mug aside and grabbing the clean robe that hung on the line beside the blonde, helping him up and wrapping it around his shoulders to carefully lead him inside and draw him a warm bath. All while Ominis shakily protested about the pins and his clothes being left outside.

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Fishnets - Garreth Weasley X F!MC

🔥 NSFW 🔞 MDNI

Warnings: fishnet kink, thigh fucking, lots of lube

1.3k words

Garreth’s jaw had nearly dropped when he’d looked up from his book to see the young woman walk into his shop wearing a tight black skirt over black fishnets that wrapped around her legs like beautiful silky spider webs.

He’d tried his best to keep his attention trained on the book in his hand but he found his attention much more drawn to her luscious legs instead. Watching her delicately move from place to place in the shop and examine different potions or different ingredients.

His heart raced when he saw those legs coming his way, eyes trailing up her body till he met her soft kind eyes. He greeted her with a nod and a small hello as she placed three different bottles beside his register. “I was wondering what the differences in viscosity were between these three lubrication potions?”

Garreth’s green eyes flitted down to the three different lubrication potions on his desk and his stomach did a small flip flop as his cheeks reddened. “Ah, yes. I have some samples so you can feel which is to your liking. One moment...”

She smiled as he disappeared behind a curtain, clutching his chest to regain his composure some before grabbing the samples of the three potions she was inquiring about and moving back up front. “All right, place your two fingers out like this, that’s right. And I’ll let you feel each one.”

She did as he asked, placing two fingers out with her palm up as he used the dropper and put a small drop on those fingers with a polite smile. She used her thumb to rub the silky smooth solution around and feel the slickness of it between her fingers. “A little smoother than I’d like I think.”

He nodded, taking a rag in one hand and her wrist in the other and using the rag to wipe her delicate fingers clean. Satisfied with his job he instructed her to hold out her hand again and he used the next vial and dropped a small drop onto her fingers.

She rolled her fingers together and let out a small hum of satisfaction, pleased with the thicker consistency that seemed to hold the smooth glide she was seeking. “That’s lovely. I’d still like to try the last one if you don’t mind.”

Utterly captivated by her, he nodded, cleaning her fingers again while chancing a glance over the desk at the black netting wrapped around her legs again.

She held out her fingers without being asked and he gave her a drop of the final liquid, letting her feel it between her fingers again while awaiting her choice eagerly. She gave a small wince and nodded. The sticky texture wasn’t what she was looking for so she decided the second vial would be the one she purchased.

She told him as much with a smile and Garreth quickly cleaned off her hand and put the tester vials on the shelf below his register, grabbing a bag and wrapping the bottle she wished to purchase delicately. “So if for some reason I don’t like the batch I’ve purchased, is there a refund policy?”

Garreth swallowed. He’d never met a woman so concerned about the viscosity of a lubrication potion before. Especially one as pretty as her. “Or is there a shop guarantee? Since I assume you’ve brewed these all yourself?”

His heartbeat quickened and he let his tongue carefully dart out across his bottom lip. “I did in fact brew these myself and can assure the quality would be an excellent match to the one you’ve tested. But if you’d prefer to check, you may open the bottle here and test it as you like.”

She smirked, glancing carefully around his shop before pulling the small bottle out and popping the cork out. Much to his surprise she dropped two small drops on her fingers before leaning over his desk and dropping the slippery fingers between her legs.

Garreth’s eyes nearly bugged as he sprang into action, bolting toward the shop's front door, drawing the curtain and clicking the lock into place in record time. His eyes flew back to her where she remained bent over his desk, skirt pulled up to reveal all her smooth skin on display beneath the fishnet stockings.

He swallowed harshly, finding his mouth rather dry as his eyes landed on her fingers working small circles over her bare pussy, not even bothering to move her fishnets out of the way first.

His cock twitched eagerly in his pants and he bit his lip at the smooth moan that left her lips as she toyed with herself. She glanced over her shoulder to where he stood near the door and motioned him closer. “Would you mind helping me test something?”

His feet were moving of their own accord and he came to stand behind her while she moved her skirt out of the way and pressed her thighs together while bent over. “I want to see if it’s slick enough to slide a cock between my thighs.”

Garreth cleared his throat, taking the bottle she handed him and letting a few drops drip down the inside of her thighs. He freed his aching erection, pressing it against the slickened spot between her thighs and she sighed as he easily slipped between them with no hesitation.

He watched her carefully for a reaction but she didn’t tell him to stop, only watched as he pushed all the way against her back side, feeling his swollen cock head pop out at the front of her thighs before receding back.

The texture of the silky smooth lube and the small black strings of her fishnets rubbing against him made his cock throb eagerly. “Don’t be shy, I want to test it fully. Don’t hold back.”

With her full consent he gripped her hips, sliding all the way back before plunging between her pillowy thighs again. He groaned, focusing on the texture of her fishnets against him while he plunged between her thighs like he’d never get the opportunity again.

He rocked against her as she held herself steady against his desk. “Oh yes, that friction is silky smooth. An excellent potion master.”

His eyes rolled and his thrusts grew faster, his tempo rocking them forward harshly as he gripped her hips so intensely he made a mental note to include a pain salve for the bruises he was sure to leave. “Fuck. You feel so good. I-I can’t stop.”

She said nothing, only humming with encouragement as she watched his cock appearing and disappearing between her thighs as he thrusted himself between them.

With a breathy cry he was pinning her against the desk, cumming between her thighs, his thick ropes of cum clinging to the stringy material of her fishnets. He followed the last bits of pleasure as they ebbed down before removing himself from between her thighs and sighing with satisfaction. “That’s the best testing I’ve ever done with these…”

She giggled, standing up as he moved away and pulling her skirt down with a giggle. She reached out to use the rag Garreth had cleaned her fingers with to clean off his cum and rid herself of some of the slick consistency of the lubrication potion. “I think this batch will work just fine. No return needed surely.”

He let out an unbelievable laugh and nodded, tucking himself away and finalizing her purchase, quickly pulling a batch of salve from a nearby shelf. “For the bruises on your hips. I apologize. It’s on the house.”

She giggled with delight as he dropped it into her bag and she made her way out of the shop with a cute wave over her shoulder.

Garreth sighed, looking around at the mess and deciding to fix his hair up before righting the shop to its former non slickened glory. All the while wondering what in Merlin’s name had just occurred.

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