"the ringing in my ears has gotten worse, it's hard to take"independent. private. selective.self insert; kastor a. dean
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It felt as if his skin caught fire beneath her touch, high pitched whines resonating in his nose and cheekbones. Everything was overwhelming and he wanted to touch, to practically worship his mate, but he felt like sobbing with how badly he needed her, mind racing with wantwantwant. "Doesn't matter, need you," He panted, burying his face in Eliza's shoulder. "I'll make it up to you later, just- please..." The omega had issues, he wouldn't deny that. Some of those happened to revolve around being given pleasure instead of giving it- he'd have shoved a handful of suppressants down his throat to avoid this if his heat hadn't struck so suddenly.
“I can’t move, it’s going to leak all over my legs.” - pcindays
@pcindaysPerhaps Eliza was more amused by that than she should have been. “Is that so?” she purred, nosing at her mate’s neck, at the mark with which she’d claimed him for herself so long ago. “Maybe I’d enjoy that little visual, baby boy. But if you’d rather keep your thighs clean, maybe I could put my tongue to work and clean you up a little before you move.” Eliza pressed a gentle kiss to his skin. “Or, you could just stay right here. I’ll go get whatever you need, my love.”
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"Please what baby girl?" Kastor breathed, fingers moving more quickly against the sensitive bundle of nerves, grinding his hips up into her; slow, deep thrusts that drew quiet moans from his throat. "Use your words baby, tell Daddy what you want. Daddy can't tell how he should make you feel good if you don't tell him sweetheart. You want me to make you feel good?"
“Look at how much you’re trembling.. does my knot hurt that much?” - pcindays
@pcindaysEliza was an absolute mess, panting and quivering as she rested her head against Kastor’s shoulder. She needed this, her heat was in full swing and her body was in need of anything that could offer her any form of relief. But even though she knew she’d be brought to tears without it, the stretch alone had her on the verge of crying. “S'so big,” she whimpered, clawing at the blankets she’d put in her nest earlier in the week.
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by mia sara.
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The whine that came from Kastor's throat as she nosed at the claiming mark she'd given him was one that would've embarrassed him greatly in any other moment, but lost in the unusually strong first wave of his heat he just tilted his head to expose himself for his mate. He was utterly soaked in slick from desperately fucking himself on his own fingers - three of which were still inside him, pumping lazily, less concerned with it now that he was washed in his mates scent - while he waited for Eliza to come home. "Haven't been able to come," He whimpered, slick-soaked thighs pushed together not so much to hide his wetness as to ignore the distinct absence of a dick. "Need somethin' so bad... S-so embarrassing..."
“I can’t move, it’s going to leak all over my legs.” - pcindays
@pcindaysPerhaps Eliza was more amused by that than she should have been. “Is that so?” she purred, nosing at her mate’s neck, at the mark with which she’d claimed him for herself so long ago. “Maybe I’d enjoy that little visual, baby boy. But if you’d rather keep your thighs clean, maybe I could put my tongue to work and clean you up a little before you move.” Eliza pressed a gentle kiss to his skin. “Or, you could just stay right here. I’ll go get whatever you need, my love.”
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"I know baby," He cooed softly, trying to keep his breathing even and not continue fucking into his mate as instinct demanded. A hand slipped between their bodies to stroke her clit, wanting to ease the discomfort of the stretch with pleasure, pressing a kiss to his omegas temple. "You're taking me so beautifully though, aren't you? So perfect, like you were made to take Alphas knot. My gorgeous omega...."
“Look at how much you’re trembling.. does my knot hurt that much?” - pcindays
@pcindaysEliza was an absolute mess, panting and quivering as she rested her head against Kastor’s shoulder. She needed this, her heat was in full swing and her body was in need of anything that could offer her any form of relief. But even though she knew she’d be brought to tears without it, the stretch alone had her on the verge of crying. “S'so big,” she whimpered, clawing at the blankets she’d put in her nest earlier in the week.
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This is just describing me… :“)
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SENTENCE STARTERS. Flirty/Suggestive/NSFW Edition.
Feel free to add your own.
“You’re really hot.”
“Oh, don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view.”
“You know, those/that ______ of yours are/is pretty distracting.”
“Hot damn.”
“So, you come here often?”
“Well, well. My night just got better.”
“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”
“You have got a great ass.”
“Hey, I’m open minded.”
“You enjoying the view over there?”
“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”
“Don’t be bashful. You know you want to.”
“You can have me any way you’d like, baby.”
“You wanna move this conversation someplace more private?”
“I’m off in a few minutes, you know.”
“It’s been a long day. Why don’t we help each other unwind?”
“I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”
“I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?”
“I wanna see you get naked.”
“You like how I bend over for you, huh?”
“You’re getting me all worked up.”
“What do we have here?”
“I see someone’s happy to see me.”
“Play your cards right, and I just might have to put you on speed dial.”
“You like that, don’t you?”
“How do you want me?”
“I’m sure we can put those lips to better use.”
“I want you. Right here. Right now.”
“God, you’re perfect.”
“I really like a man who’s good with his hands.”
“I’d be more than happy to show you a good time, if you’re looking for one.”
“I saw that. You just checked me out.”
“You look real good in that suit/dress/skirt/outfit.”
“You wanna help me out of this ___?” (Insert article clothing here.)
“Can I keep you?”
“You’re such a tease.”
“Oh my, looks like I/you dropped something.”
“I love it when you talk dirty.”
“I can’t stop thinking about your hands on me.”
“I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear.”
“I really want to take you home and get you out of all those clothes.”
“It’s like you want to ruin men/women for me.”
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“I mostly meant as a precursor for all that is yet to come,” Kastor said with a devious little grin, pressing a quick kiss to her lips before starting to rummage through the kitchen cabinets in search of something to at least snack on. “We could just have some cereal? Not the most nutritious, but it’s food.”
“I can smell your slick, little one. Have you gone into heat?” - pcindays ( sorry ? maybe ?? )
@pcindays ((apologies?? for sin??? not acceptable let’s do this))Eliza considered saying no. She hated her heats. She’d only been dealing with the effects one day and already she was so hot and it made her so damn sensitive to everything and she couldn’t do much at all, more or less just a needy mess the whole week.On the other hand, being in heat had its benefits. Namely, she was guaranteed affection the whole week. Kastor was attentive when she needed him, and for that she’d always been grateful. Eliza let out a whine and allowed her head to nod slightly, curling up more in their nest. “Mhm, m'hot an’ I want you,” she breathed, reaching an arm out to him.
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“That’s very true sweetheart,” He said upon his return, holding a length of rope and grinning far too easily. “You’re very well behaved for me, so sweet and wonderful...” Kastor purred, gently taking both of her wrists and moving them behind her back as he began to fashion a series of knots that would bind her arms together there. Once finished, his hands slid to Eliza’s hips as he nosed gently at her neck, fingertips sliding across her stomach, her chest. He would never tire of the simple act of touching her. “Is this okay so far love?”
“It’s a sybian. Go on, take a seat, I want to watch you lose yourself.” - pcindays ( finger guns for being equally prone to self indulgence )
@pcindays ((self indulgence is great yes?))Eliza turned a spectacular shade of red, staring at the machine for a long moment. “I’ve never used one before,” she whispered, maybe a tiny hint of hesitation in her voice. Her eyes, however, displayed clear curiosity as to what riding a sybian would really feel like, and if Kastor were to do some exploring he might find that curiosity was having another effect entirely between her thighs.
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“We’ll have to chop off part of my legs,” Kastor said gravely, trying not to flush at her use of the word ‘dear’. It probably meant nothing but he was always so very quick to form an attachment, an attraction. A grin split his face a moment later to show he was of course joking. “It’s the only way. I’ll be a hobbling little jester and make you despair over how your only half-decent prospect was demoted to such a lowly position.”
“I must say, sweet princess, I’m already quite fond of you as well. Anyone with a nice face and an ability to match my sense of humor has already won my favor.” He pretended to think about the question, humming to himself and stroking his chin as if touching stubble that wasn’t actually there. “I do think I’d quite like to further accompany you,so long as you promise to catch me if I fall for you.” With an attempt at a flirty wink he pushed himself up on to his feet and offered a hand to Eliza to help her up as well.
🃏 - pcindays ( only if you want, i'm obnoxious lol )
@pcindays ((but of course! I am always a slut for AUs and more threads!))
14. Royalty AU
Being a princess was far from easy. Eliza was always busy with something. Whether she was being groomed to take over the throne one day or attending important state parties, or being forced to choose a suitor from the unending line of pompous asshole princes seeking her hand, it seemed she could never catch a break. Or, at least those breaks were far too rare for her liking.
She was technically on one of those breaks now, sitting in the palace gardens. She liked it here, it was quiet and beautiful, a place where she could simply sit and think in silence. She hummed quietly to herself as she looked over some of their younger orchids, stroking over their soft petals and clipping any dead leaves she could find. She didn’t really pay enough attention to anything else to really hear anyone else enter her personal sanctuary, nor did she bother looking up once she did find herself aware of the other’s presence. She wasn’t talking until she felt ready, and as of that moment, she was not yet at that place.
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Sliding open the partitioned window between them and the driver he requested to stop at the thrift shop where he bought most of his own clothes before their return to his home. “I should have an extra toothbrush and all back home, so we don’t have to worry about getting that. I don’t expect you to... Share a bed with me or anything, but I’ve gotta warn you my studios fucking drafty. The whole apartment buildings starting to fall apart but I’m kind of attached to it now - it was my first place in the city.”
♋ - pcindays ( your wish is my command~ )
@pcindays ((you are magical))
How had she ended up part of an auction like this? Eliza didn’t remember, at some point she’d been drugged in an attempt to sedate her (she didn’t remember much but she was sure she’d bitten someone). Besides, she didn’t really want to remember. None of it mattered now. She didn’t know where she was, how she’d gotten there, and she’d just been handed off to a guy she’d never seen in her whole life. She wanted to mad at him really for buying her.
But he was just a little too handsome for that.
Nevertheless, she fixed the man with a sharp glare, a warning that she was by no means docile, that she had no issue with fighting if she had to. “Who the hell are you?” she demanded.
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