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kingschclar · 1 year

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KINKTOBER DAY TWENTY-EIGHT — dacryphilia with jade leech

contains :: merman!jade (and he has a monster?? dick), sub!jade, dom!reader, dacryphilia, reader and jade are third years, handjob, overstimulation, jade cries crystals instead of tears that turn into pearls

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Jade trembled in your arms as you started jerking him off again. His hand flew back, his sharp nails digging into your flesh as he grabbed your thighs. “C’mon, Jade,” you cooed, pressing a kiss to the side of his neck. “We need some tears.”

“S-Sorry,” he stammered, forcing his tail to stop thrashing from the pain of overstimulation.

“For this project, you will need to source for mermaid tears in order to make your potion,” Crewel announced. “Good luck, my pups,” he hummed, cracking his whip before he dismissed the class. Mermaid tears were a rarity, and since they were actually crystals, sold at a high price. You either had to have very good connections, or very good sources, and luckily for you, you had both.

You ran your free hand down his body, feeling up the fine scales that covered his body and making him shiver from the sensation. His skin was cool, He truly lived up to his name, given how beautiful he was. A beautiful gem, only for you. His jaw dropped open slightly as he gasped, starting to thrust up into your hand again, and you could tell he was close. You slid your hand up, prodding at his lip before letting two fingers slip into his mouth, and began teething at them almost immediately. You ran your hand over his near-purple cockhead one last time before pinching on it. Jade cried out in surprise, thrashing violently in your arms as he came with a cry, and you don’t think you’ve ever heard him make a noise that lewd.

It almost caught you off guard when he started sniffing, his eyes filling with tears. Your eyes widened as you snatched the jar you brought from its place, positioning it under Jade’s cheek. The first tear that spilled over his lashline glistened almost unnaturally before turning into the prettiest crystal you think you’ve ever seen. Though, what made you stare in awe was your boyfriend’s expression. His lips were slick with saliva, and his cheeks were dusted with purple. His mismatched eyes were glossed over as he sniffed and panted, and you could tell that his mind was still elsewhere.

“You okay, Jade?” You asked, running a hand down his back wherever there were no fins in the way. He slumped into you, his tail curling up to him as he did so.

“Yeah,” he sighed, and it faded into a breathless chuckle. “It’s just that I haven’t cried in years.”

“You did so well,” you assured, now running your hands through his damp hair. “Thank you, babe.”

“Of course,” he smiled, leaning forward to kiss you softly. “I’m alright if it’s for you.”

“Well…” His eyes widened slightly, and you laughed a little. “I could use more mermaid tears.”

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thewritingginger · 1 year

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I have no other reasoning for choosing Ares for this other than he just seems the type to like talking down to his partner and living his best Dom life :)

Also this is the last of my 2022 Kinktober posts! Thank you so much for your patience :3

P.s. Poorly edited, mind mistakes

Fandom: Blood of Zeus Pairing: Ares x Fem! Human Reader Word count: 2.1k+ words Warnings: 18+, Dub-con, God / Human relationship, Rough sex, Master kink, Degrading (use of whore), Belittling, Bondage (chains, flog) , Vaginal fingering, Vaginal sex, Breeding kink, Spanking, Hair pulling, Slight praise, Creampie, Aftercare, A cluster-fuck :)

Enjoy ~

“Listen to how pathetic you are, crying like a wounded animal. Is my cock too much for your little human cunt?” The god says as he pounds into you.

You are unsure of how long you’ve been getting speared on Ares’ unforgiving cock. The sounds of your wet joining, his sack slapping against your throbbing clit, your wanton moans and incoherent babbling, and the chains that have your arms suspended above you make up the cacophony of debauchery in Ares’ room.

Having come back from a sparring match –one interrupted by Zeus– defeated and agitated he sees you, his dutiful little human and your tight cunt was just the outlet he needed to relax.

The late evening rays of the setting sun paints the room, indicating you’ve been at the god's mercy for quite a while. Your whole body aches. Your arms are sore from prolonged suspension, your exposed skin stings from vigorous lashings of Ares’ strong hands and your quivering quim is exhausted from the repeatedly forced oragams and heavy pounding of Ares’ hips.

“Ma -ah- Master, pl-please -ah. I can’t.” You cry for mercy. Your poor body has tried to hold out for as long as your God needed but you can’t take it any more. A large hand is threaded through your hair before roughly pulling your head back, ripping another cry from your throat.

“You can’t?” A chuckle vibrates through his chest and into your back. Heavy panting laces his words, “That’s not really your choice now, is it, pet?” You give a weak whimper then he releases your head and pulls out of you completely leaving you feeling unbelievably empty.

You hang your head, body slack with only the chains around your wrists holding you up. Then the tension on your shoulders releases, pulling a relieved sigh from your lips. Your body drops unceremoniously to the floor. You're shaking and weak but manage to look up at the war God towering over you.

“Ma-master, please.” Your voice hiccups, tears threatening to brim over once more. You flinch when Ares’ powerful body crouches, his cock a steel rod coated in your milky essence erect in your vision before his hand wraps around your throat, directing your face up.

“Please, what, human?” He spits the last word, as if it leaves a bad taste in his mouth. Tsking, Ares tosses your face aside and stands. You timidly watch through your lashes as he paces across the large room to a cabinet. He opens a secret compartment in the back that you know is filled with tools he reserves specifically to tortour you with.

As you try to catch your breath and lift yourself on your shaky arm, you look up to see a flogging whip in his hands and his feral crimson eyes carving into your weak and battered body –the evidence of rough treatment already visible on your skin. He stops a few paces away from you and looks between you and his bed expectantly.

“Bed. Now.” Swallowing, you urge your legs to move so you could stand but are stopped promptly by a lashing of soft leather straps across your back. “Did I say you could stand. Crawl.” He spits, punctuating with a flog to your already reddened ass.

“Yes, Master.” You obediently say as you try to will your limbs to keep you up right as you scoot across the marble floor.

Making it to the bed Ares’ voice barks out once more, “Get on.” with another lash across our skin. With a whimpered response you crawl onto the plush mattress to the center and present your ass to him as he likes, your arms folded under you and face pressed into the soft furs beneath you.

You feel the bed dip from Ares’ weight. Positioned behind you, his warmth washing over you once more, you flinch at the sudden touch of his rough palm gripping your asscheek to spread you open.

“Look at your filthy cunt, gaping and dripping with my spunk like a street whore. You’re nothing but my toy, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Master.” A pleased dark laugh vibrates from the god’s chest and another lash of his whip.

“You like being used? Having your tiny human cunt stretched out around my cock, ruining you for any mortal man? Only a god’s cock will be able to satisfy this filthy hole of yours, huh?”

“Yes, Master. Please, Master- ah!” Your pleas were cut off by his hand coming down firmly on your ass.

“Such a greedy little whore. Please, what? Did I ask you what you wanted?”

“No, Ma-.” Another smack on his hot palm.

“No, I didn’t.”

Tossing the flog on the mattress Ares positions himself on one knee, his large hands groping and firmly massaging and spreading your ass in warning and in thought.

“I give you so much, do I not?”

“You do.” You plead and sniffle, new tears springing from your ducts.

“I do? Then why could you possibly be crying?” He says with a spank. “Did I not already give you my cock? My seed? Is being filled countless times and left dripping still not enough for you?”

“No. I- ah.” Another spank.

“No? Do you need me to fill you up more? You’ve already wasted my cum. Letting it drip out of your pathetic cunt and across my floor.” You feel his calloused fingers sliding through your soggy folds, collecting the white liquid dripping out of you. “Should I really continue to give you my prick after that?”

“I’m sorry, Master. Please, mercy.” You cry, making him laugh darkly once more

“Mercy.” He huffs as he shoves two thick fingers into your exhausted core. “Do I not show you mercy when I take you in my chambers instead of out in the open? Or perhaps I show it by not passing you off to another God to deal with you when I’m through with your sniffling?”

His digits bully your walls in quick and rough movements. He curls your insides making unearthly sounds rip from your throat, tears streaming down your face, muscles contracting.

“You’re lucky I’m fucking my seed back into you rather than throwing you outside to leak onto the pavement of the courtyard.”

“Yes, M-Master. T-thank y-you, M-ah!” Your words are robbed from you as your umpteenth orgasm of the evening erupts.

When your high dwindles the fingers pumping into your cunt don’t falter, they seem to continue with more vigor and ferocity, stealing your body’s chance to relax.

“Wait -ah- I- please- ah!” Your choked sobs are broken up and you feel helpless against the ruthless War God pummeling your trembling body with his fingers, especially when he just chuckles again and brings his hand against your bruised ass

“That’s right, little human. Cry. Beg. Beg me to stop ruining you. Is that what you want?”

“No.”

“No? Then plead. Scream for me. Let all of Olympus hear how needy you are for your master’s cock.” You cry, unable to speak as his fingers continue their assault.

Leaning over your back, your head is pulled back unnaturally by your hair so Ares can speak into your ear.

“Did you not hear me, human?” He spits through his gritted teeth. “Speak.”

“Please, Master! I need your c-cock. Stuff me full -ah- I need it! Please!” You plead loudly, your voice -along with the squelching of Ares’ moving fingers- bounce off the walls of the room.

“Good Pet.” He purrs into your ear pleased. Before you can let his praise melt over you, his fingers rip from your hole leaving you empty but not for long because before you could adjust to the emptiness you’re split in half on his rigid cock –that is harder than before.

With his hand still tangled in your sweat slicked locks his hips resume the same vicious pace as his finger. The soundtrack of skin on skin and choked moans and heavy breath fills the air.

“Fuck. That’s good. Let every God and human within a hundred mile radius hear you.” He grunts, smacking your ass. “If you try holding anything back from me your punishment will be so severe I’m not sure your human body would be able to handle it.”

His threatening words should scare you but they twist sickeningly sweet in your belly with the unbelievable pleasure he is bringing upon you. Not that you’d be able to hold back anything even if you wanted to, your jaw remains slack letting any and all sounds from your throat fall out and if you have any morsel of sense left you might’ve cared. Maybe even be embarrassed. But you’re not. Your mind is so far gone. The only jumbled thoughts that can pass through your fuck-out head is about Ares and his cock and needing more. More of his cock. More of his cum. You want to be so filled you’re dripping him from next week in reminder of who owns you.

“You’re squeezing my cock so tightly. You like being threatened? Filthy whore.” He says with an edge of amusement as he pulls you up till your back is flushed to his front. “But that just makes you my filthy whore, huh?”

“Yes.”

“Fuck, you’re cunt is good. I’m so close. You want my cum, human?”

“Yes.” It’s the only word your dumb brain can make up but Ares doesn’t care, you can tell by his erratic breathing and irregular pumping of his hasty hips against yours that he is soon to burst.

“Yeah? Dump my spunk into your womb? Make you round with my seed? Is that what you want?”

“Gods, yes!” You moan, your head resting back against his shoulder, his hand leaves your hair to rub your sensitive clitoris.

For support you grab onto any part of him you can —his arm wrapped around your front, his tight ass behind you– digging your nails into his skin he hisses in your ear, hips moving faster to reach your collective ends.

“Taking me so fucking well. Your sweet cunt was made to be split on my thick cock. Damn it!” He roars, his hips hitting your ass once final time with a hard smack. Nonsensical moans fall from your open lips as a hot pool begins to spread in your belly, his balls empty out into your quivering core as his fingers continue to rub the nub between your lower lips.

Your stomach twists tighter and tighter the longer his fingers keep moving, hell bent on pushing you over the edge one last time.

“Cum on my fucking cock. I want to feel your cunt milk me.”

“Yes I-I’m-.” You weren’t able to finish your sentence before you were swept under the tidal wave of pleasure coursing through your fatigue stricken body.

“Good girl. Fuck.” Praises fill your ears as he works you through your -hopefully- last orgasm of the night.

Once you’ve finally fully slumped in Ares’ grasp he gently lays you back to the mattress, your cheek presses into the soft pelt beneath you as you try to catch your ragged breath. Warm hands run down the length of your body, tickling the skin of your waist to your hips. Gently rubbing your battered ass in his hands, Ares slowly pulls out of your exhausted walls. Low praises enter your ears as you let out a hiccup of discomfort at the feeling of being emptied and being spread for the God to watch his thick white seed leak out of you.

“You did so good for me, Sweetheart. Just relax, I will clean you up soon.” He says, stepping off the bed. Picking up the whip beside you and placing it on the nightstand, Ares crouches beside the bed to be eye level with you, he pets your head, brushing away stray hairs stuck to your forehead from sweat.

“Are you okay?” His voice is serious and warm. Willing your eyes to flutter open you’re met with crimson eyes that are completely different than before. Before they looked like the ones of a predator but now they are the ones of your lover, a man that loves you. Giving a tired smile you nod your head slightly.

“Yeah.” “Good. Do you want me to run you a bath or do you want to lay for a while?”

“Lay for a while.” You yawn.

“Do you want me to hold you or if you wish I can leave?”

“No, stay.” You lay your hand on his wrist and without another word Ares gathers you in his arms, gentle to not harm your already sore body, and lays with you in the middle of his large bed.

“Rest now, Darling. I’m in no rush.” You humm in tried response and nuzzle your head into Ares’ warm chest, listening to the low rumble of his voice speaking praises along with the steady beat of his heart.

This took a while to get to cuz I couldn’t figure out how to write it But I got there and I hope you liked it

Feedback & Interaction is always appreciated! :)

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aimee-maroux · 2 years

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It's Kinktober, witches!

I'm proud of myself for diligently writing Greek myth shorties for Kinktober this year. They are all free to read on my website where nothing is finished but you can read the shorts.

Posting these cost me like 40 followers on Twitter. Don't disappoint me, Tumblr 😂

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whorekneecentral · 2 years

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kinktober - day 8: degradation // j.t

Jax Teller x Fem!Reader

Warnings: usually level of soa stuff, smoking, daddy kink, degradation, a little bit of praise sorta, oral (m!receiving), face fucking, elements of dom/sub, whore/slut used in a sexual context, creampie/cumplay (if that even counts lmao), penetrative sex, swearing cause it’s jax duh.

Word Count: 1,091

Author’s Note: idk I was in the mood to write daddy jax so here we are

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Club meeting gone wrong and Jax needs to blow off some steam.

The guys were getting a new shipment of who knows what but Jax had made it abundantly clear that under no circumstances are you allowed to leave the house unless someone tells you he said so.

Your husband was one of the most cryptic people you knew but you also knew he was like that for a reason.

Opie had driven you back to the clubhouse. He picked up not too long ago and mentioned what happened with the shipment to you because well, Opie could never lie to you, even when your husband did.

“Is he upset?” You asked your husband’s best friend as you two walked in together.

“You know that’s an impossible question to answer, babe.” Opie laughed, sending you off in the direction of where Jax was. You knocked on the door, peeking in.

“Hi daddy,” you smiled, Jax smiles when he sees you and waves for you to come in.

Your husband pats his lap, scooting the chair back a little and you perch yourself on his lap, an arm over his shoulders as you take the cigarette from him and take a pull.

You blow it out in an O, putting the cigarette back between Jax’s lips.

“Did everything go okay today?” You ask him, fiddling with his grown out hair. Jax sighs, sinking back into the chair.

“Fuck no, dumbasses showed up late and then brought the wrong fucking thing too. Put us back a whole day.” Jax rambles off and you hum, kissing along his jaw.

“Is there anything you can do? I’m sure Tig and Chibs are working on something.”

“More like someone,” Jax hums, “disappeared after the fucking meeting.”

“You seem stressed,” you whisper, shifting to straddle him. Jax’s hand rests on your ass, giving it a squeeze, “could say that sweetheart.”

Your hand rests on his face, pulling his focus to you as he stubs the cigarette in the ashtray. “Use me.”

He chuckles, he heard you wrong. “What?”

“Use me.” You repeat yourself, “take it out on me.” You tell him, grinding down on his lap.

Jax lets out a breath, his head leaning back on the chair. “Okay, fuck- alright. On your knees.” He pats your hip, making you get off his lap before you kneel on the grimy floor.

You knew the rules, no touching and no stopping unless he tells you too.

Your hands rested on your thigh, watching as he undid the belt. Jax pulls you forward by your chin, you open your mouth and look up at him through your lashes.

“Needy slut,” he hums, his cock pressed to your tongue and he watches as you circle your tongue around the tip.

“Fuck,” he leans back into the chair, pushing your head down to take all of him in your mouth. “You’re perfect, I love when you’re like this, baby.”

You can’t even ask what he meant, Jax’s hips buck to shove his cock further down your throat. Your hand slips between your legs, slowly rubbing over your panties. Jax notices your movement, smirking to himself. “So cock drunk you can’t do anything else but touch yourself and hope I fuck you.”

He can hear you mumbling something - well, he felt it rather than heard it.

He pulls you off his cock, the spit running down your chin and your mascara all smudged under your eyes from the tears.

Jax wipes away the smudged mascara with his thumb, “what do you need baby?”

You clear your throat a little, stuffy and sore from before. “Can you-” you swallow, “can you fuck me, please daddy?” You look up at him, your cheek pressed to his thigh as he runs a hand through your hair.

“Clothes off, over the table.” He says, helping you up.

Jax stays seated and watches as you undress, your clothes scattered across the floor.

The mahogany table is cold on your chest, your arms under you as you waited for him. There’s movement behind you but you didn’t dare turn to see what he was doing, you felt a hand smack your ass, your hips hitting the edge of the table from the force of the smack.

The kutte landed on the table in front of you, Jax reached around you to pull your arms out from under you causing you to drop flat into the table, the samcro logo staring back at you.

Jax gives you no warning, pushing your legs apart with his knee before pushing into you.

Once again, your hips hitting the table from the force of it and Jax keeps with it; hard and rough as he pulls you up by your hair, back arched and your hands on the table to keep yourself up.

“Only you’d beg me to use you, wouldn't you?” He asks, slapping your ass.

“Yes daddy,” you nod, trying not to fall flat on your face.

“Fucking whore,” he grunts, the name making his cock twitch in you. “That’s what you are.” Jax lets go of your hair, letting you drop back onto the table, “all yours, daddy.” You call over your shoulder to him.

“Daddy’s little whore.” He hums, his thrusts sloppy and you both are close, teetering on the edge.

His hand reaches under you to rub on your clit, his name falling from your lips.

Your own hand reaches for his, wrapping around his wrist. Jax’s hips stutter, his cum filling you up.

Your chest heaving, pushing flat against the table when Jax pulls out. He watches as the cum drips out of your pussy, his pants back on when his finger rubs over the cum dripping before pulling you down onto his lap when he sits on the chair.

His finger brushes over your lip. “Open,” he says, watching as you take his finger in your mouth, sucking it clean. You let it go with a pop, your back against his chest and his arms around you.

“Feel better daddy?”

He nods, smiling and rubbing along the side of your thigh as he lights the cigarette hanging between his lips. He takes a pull before passing it to you, picking up to his flannel to wrap around you.

“How’d I get so lucky, hm?” He asks, brushing your hair from your face.

You shrug, lips against his when you blow the smoke out, most of it passing between the two of you and Jax blows out a rest before pulling you in for a kiss.

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animethottywithnobody · 2 years

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"You're so pretty"

~ Armin x Dumbification

CW: nsfw, dom! Armin, sub! reader, Armin is slightly manipulative but he’s sweet towards the end, mentions multiple orgasms but only one is written, overstimulation, subspace, sex toys, Armin and reader are in a relationship, black coded reader, afab reader, pet names are used

WC: 1.7k

Synopsis: Armin is usually a humble guy when it comes to people recognizing his brilliance. With the constant praise and compliments, you’d be flattered but not him. No, Armin finds that the reassurance and reward he needs for his smarts is when he has you babbling nonsense and only having him on your mind, nothing but him and his cock flooding every crevice in your mind.

AN: First 2022 Kinktober piece! Literally finished this an hour before it needed to be posted. This is actually a rewrite so if you read the first one… just know this one is 10x better! Still working on my aesthetic and how to write smut so bare with me but enjoy!

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Second Person Pov

Whiny whimpers escape you while Armin calmly increases the vibrations of the vibrator on your clit and curls his long, slender fingers in your cunt. Your spread out on the bed you both share with a jeweled butt plug lodged in your ass, a vibrator stuck on your clit, clips clamped on your nipples, and your hands tied behind your back with rope while Armin had his fingers deep in your dripping pussy. All the items were a pink color since Armin likes to keep things organized and uniform, pink meaning you were going to cum… a lot. It’s been about thirty minutes and he’s already made you cum twice, on his way to making it three.

“What was that baby? I didn’t quite get that, do you think you can try again pretty girl?” Armin has a mockingly teasing tone, but you don’t hear a drop.

“Please ‘Min! I-I can’t… no more.” You’ve been moaning and whining as you begged him to stop after the first time he made you cum.

But Armin just can’t get over how pretty you look when you cry and he loves the sounds that fly from your puffy lips. Plus you’re at the edge of the headspace he wants you in so he can’t stop now. His cock is throbbing from the anticipation of you falling into a mindless state where all you could do is say his name and babble how much you loved everything he did to you.

Armin gives you a fake pout that you completely fall for, not sensing the sadistic intent behind it. “But my love, we aren’t done yet. You’ve got at least one more for me, right?”

You look at him with tears streaming down your face from the overstimulation and from the heavy want you have to touch him. He returns your teary eyes with one that feigns sadness and disappointment if only that’s what it actually was. Armin knows the extent of your want to please and impress him so he’s well aware of what to say and what to do to get right into that pretty head of yours.

Your eyes widen and your lips quiver at the thought of disappointing Armin. “I-i’m sorry ‘Min! I’ll try one more time.” Your eyes are filled with determination as you wait for his response.

Armin’s pout slowly turns into a bright smile as he starts fingering you at a fast pace while your pussy drools down his knuckles. He slowly licks his lips before he leans over you, kissing your neck gently as he whispers in your ear. “You are such a good girl. Do you know how happy you’ve made me, my love?”

The flutter you feel in your heart shows all over your face causing Armin to chuckle when he pulls back to see the face you make as he finger fucks his pretty girl. My precious little bimbo. That’s all he can think as he looks at you simply because he knows he most likely isn’t stopping after you cum again. You’re too wet and adorable for him to stop. He feels like you have at least two more until you truly are unable to cum anymore. Then he’ll reward you with the best aftercare for his best girl, even though that's something he does either way. He loves you more than anyone and that’s saying something since Eren and Mikasa are two people he holds very dear to his heart.

Your eyes flutter closed and whiny moans leave your lips as he curls his fingers slightly, picking up the pace a bit. You clench around his fingers and squeeze your hands into a fist, a signal that you are going to cum for him again soon. So being the person he is, he slows the pace of his fingers to a painfully slow rhythm causing you to whine and try to move your hips to simulate a faster pace.

“Hey baby, open your eyes and tell me what you want.” He coaxes as he uses his free hand to gently hold one side of your face.

You lazily open your eyes as you snuggle into his hold on your cheek. Drool falls from the side of your mouth, exposing the fucked-out look Armin has been working for this whole time. Not a single thought in that beautiful head of yours. You’re exactly where he wants you and the sadistic smirk that grows on his face shows just how proud he is of his achievement.

“You… want you to fuck me… please ‘M-min.” You slur out as he smiles at you and gently kisses your forehead. You’re always so beautiful to Armin but he thinks you’re the prettiest when you look so drunk for his cock. The tint showing where your heat rises into a blush across your brown skin, your hair wild and the sweat glistening like pearls on your skin always turns him feral with the want to ruin you completely.

“That’s what you want sweetheart?” You nod your head lazily as you feel like you’re in a hazy cloud.

Armin slowly pulls his fingers from your weeping cunt, forcing a choked whine to leave your throat. Though his fingers are no longer in you, you are both still attached by the thin strand of slick lingering on his fingers. He taps your lips, a signal for you to open your mouth which you do, allowing him to put his fingers in your mouth. He makes sure you suck them clean, one of the things he uses as a way to make sure you’re still conscious and still able to function properly, or he’d stop immediately. Though you haven’t used the safe word, Armin decides that the vibrator isn’t necessary anymore so he removes it gently before pulling down his sweatpants and boxers.

As soon as his cock is free, you immediately wake up from the haze you were previously in. He chuckles softly as he spits on his base before stroking himself slowly. He has such a pretty dick and you will never get over it. It’s about 6 1/2 inches and has a good girth to it with a pretty pink mushroom tip that is an angry red from how hard he is right now. Your wide eyes watch his every move as he hovers over you, rubbing his tip against your opening causing you to arch for more and moan his name.

“My cute little baby. So dumb for my cock, yeah?” You whine as he teases the tip into you before pulling it out, continuing to rub against you. “Patience princess, you know I’ll always make you feel good.” His voice is soft as he holds the side of your face with a small smile.

He bits his lip gently as he slowly pushes his cock into your dripping pussy, hissing at the feeling of you hugging him in your warmth. The sounds that leave you are beyond sinful and solidify Armin’s decision to let this be your last one but he was going to make sure you feel this orgasm for a while. He slowly starts moving faster, wanting the pleasure you both feel to last as long as he could. He always loves the way your pussy feels. He believes you’re both made for each other since you both fit each other perfectly.

The faster he goes, the tighter your hold on his dick is. The room fills with the sounds of your whimpers and whines, his breathy moans, and the sound of wet skin slapping against each other. He starts rubbing your clit when he feels that you were getting closer to your orgasm. You start babbling complete and utter nonsense which brings the biggest smile to Armin’s face as he picks up his speed.

“You wanna cum baby?” You nod the best you can, whimpers tumbling out your mouth. “So cum for me baby, cream all over my cock.” That’s all you need to be pushed over the edge. You cum for the third time, cumming so hard your vision turns white and the scream you let out of his name pushes Armin closer to his orgasm than he was before.

“Fuck doll, I’m gonna cum.” Armin gives you a few more hard sloppy thrusts before he pulls out and cums on your stomach, groaning as he does. He hits his cock against your fluttering pussy before leaning down and kissing your forehead, whispering sweet nothing to you with a gentle voice. “You did so good baby. I’m proud of you.”

He kisses your lips gently before he gets up to untie the ropes from your sore arms, rubbing them to soothe the pain a bit. He unclamps your nipples next, pulling you up and holding you close to him. You wrap your arms around him and sob as he rubs your back, pulling the buttplug out gently. “I know baby, that was a lot but you did so good. I told you I’ll always take care of my baby.” He whispers as he carries you over to the bathroom, sitting you on the toilet gently before moving to get the tub running.

Once the tub is filled with warm water and your lavender bubble bath, he gently puts you inside and follows behind you. Your back rests against his chest as he gently starts washing your body, making sure that you aren't in any pain or discomfort. He washes your hair, doing everything you taught him from the times he wanted to learn how to help you with your natural hair. After you’re both all clean, he dries you off and puts you in a matching pajama set you both share. Armin lays you in bed gently as he gets ready himself to lay in bed with you.

Though the whole process is done without many words except the reassurance and praise from Armin every now and again, you both express your love through actions. As soon as Armin climbs in bed behind you, he asks if you’re okay when he wraps his arms around you with love and protection. You nod lazily as you slowly let sleep take you over knowing that you could always trust your boyfriend with everything.

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KINKTOBER DAY TWO — first time with riddle rosehearts

contains :: gn!reader, softdom!reader, sub!riddle, riding him, safewords (stoplight system), praise kink, fingering (for about two sentences), sex with emotions, nipple play, small dick riddle, blowjob (deepthroat??? i don't know how deep his cock can go it's up to you to imagine), slight edging

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"Remember, red means stop, yellow means slow down, and green means you're okay," you repeated, and Riddle took a deep breath as he nodded. Even after weeks of discussing about this, he still had his inhibitions. What if it goes wrong? What if he doesn't know what to do and it displeases you? Not being in control was taking a bit of a toll on him, but it's not like he even knew what to do if he were in charge. "You okay?"

"Ah... yes. Green," he replied, looking a little nervous and serious at the same time. You chuckled, leaning in to press a soft kiss on his lips.

"Good job, pretty," you cooed, and Riddle blushed. Pretty... he wasn't really used to it, but it felt nice. With that, you started kissing down his body, pulling him closer to you as you straddled his hips, being careful not to put your full weight on him. You stopped at his nipples for a short moment, running a hand up to his chest to flick and pinch at them softly, making him whimper. Why were you... playing with his chest? And since when had he been so sensitive? He squirmed slightly, gasping when you kissed each one before moving downwards.

When you'd finally reached his hips, you skipped right to his thighs, using your fingers to trace imaginary shapes onto his skin. His breathing sped up when you looked at his half-hard cock. You knew he wouldn't have a huge dick, and this is just about what you'd expected. Looking at the real thing, however, it's even cuter than you'd imagined. His fingers twitched slightly before he grasped the sheets softly, resisting the urge to move under your intense gaze. You smiled. Everything about him was just absolutely adorable, and you just wanted to eat him up.

You let yourself lean forward, tongue darting out and giving the head of his cock a lick. Riddle moaned, muscles flexing as his grip on the sheets tightened.

"You can touch me, Rids. You don't have to hold yourself back," you assured, and he moved with slight hesitance, hands coming to rest on your shoulders. "What's your colour?" You asked, even though you hadn't done much. Today would be all about him.

"Green," he confirmed, shifting forward just a little, and you continued your ministrations once he gave you his answer.

"Tell me when you're close." This time, you wrapped your legs around his cock entirely. It wasn't difficult, given that he was on the smaller side, and he mewled at the action. You slowly took his cock in your mouth, breathing slowly as you did so. Riddle moved his hand to the back of your head, lightly tangling his fingers in your hair as his vision zeroed in on you. By the time you had all of his inches in your mouth, his thighs were trembling slightly and his eyebrows were furrowed. He took deep breaths as you looked up at him, and you felt his cock jump in your mouth. You began bobbing your head up and down, and he cried out as you did so.

The warmth around his cock was so pleasant, beyond pleasant, even, and so foreign to him. He began canting his hips, attempting to match the rhythm you've set for yourself. He would've done it easily on a normal occasion, if only he weren't losing his head right now. He got even harder as he registered the beyond-lewd sounds made as he fucked your throat, and he wrapped his legs around your head, his grip on your hair tightening with the action.

"F- I think I'm close!" He moaned out, and as soon as he said that, you pulled away, leaving his now fully erect cock standing, tip a bright red that reminded you of his hair. Riddle whined, an absolutely heavenly sound, as he thrusted his hips into nothingness. His mind was foggy, and he was just so upset. Why did you stop? Did he do something wrong? You leaned in, kissing him passionately and wiping those thoughts away.

"Colour?"

"Green," he tried to calm the slight shake in his normally calm voice, and you tried to stop yourself from grinning. Oh, he was already a wreck in your hands.

Before he could ask why you stopped, your hand moved to your hole, circling it a few times before pushing a single finger in. Riddle watched with partial amazement as you sighed, adding a second finger after a few moments, then a third. "I tried to stretch myself out a little before... but, just in case," you rasped, knowing that he was wondering. You nudged him backwards, letting him lie down on the bed completely.

When you pulled your hand away, placing it on his stomach, he knew that it was happening. You were finally fucking him, and he was about to lose his virginity to you. The mere thought of it made his head spin faster, and he moved his hands down to rest atop yours. He was much more relaxed now, and you grinned at that.

You aligned yourself with his cock, slick with precum and saliva before you slid down it. Riddle's expression was priceless, contorted by pleasure as he struggled to keep his eyes open. Noises spilled out as you grinded yourself on him, and you readjusted your hands, intertwining your fingers with his.

"I'll start moving now, okay?" He nodded with urgency, whimpering when you started riding him. You started slowly, making sure to watch every twitch of his body and how lewd the sensitive man looked, a thin line of drool slipping past his lips and sweat coating his lean body. "You're so good for me, Riddle. So pretty too," you moaned, and he pressed his head back into the pillow. High-pitched sounds escaped him as he pressed his lips together harshly, only opening his mouth when you leaned down, kissing him and muffling all his moans.

"I- I think! Soon!" He yelped, and you sped up slightly. He tried his best to push his hips up, panting loudly as he looked at you with glossy, lovesick eyes. You nodded, burying your head in the crook of his neck to suck at his collarbone.

"Cum for me, Riddle," you muttered, and as if on cue he let out a final cry, and you felt his warm cum coat your walls. He convulsed with pleasure, whimpering as he gripped your hands tightly. You rode him till his orgasm faded, all while kissing him. When Riddle's breathing finally calmed down, you got off of him, and he wrapped his arms around you softly, looking at you with a bashful expression.

"You okay, Rids?" You asked, and he nodded.

"Yes. Thank you for checking in, love," he said, still just a little breathless, and you couldn't help but giggle.

"Wanna go clean up now? Or do you want to lie down for a while?" Riddle hummed softly, blinking at you slowly.

"...Maybe in a while. I'm a little spent..." He muttered, and you could tell that he was fighting sleep. You smiled softly, stroking his hair and letting him bask in the moment. He relaxed in your arms and you held him closely, listening to his heartbeat as he drifted off. You'll get up in a while to clean him up. For now, you lay beside him, enjoying the moment.

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KINKTOBER DAY EIGHT — sensory deprivation with jack howl

contains :: gn!reader, dom!reader, sub!jack, aged up characters, reader and jack implied to be in a long distance relationship + implied to be lifelong partners, blindfolding, a hint of predator/prey, dry humping, nipple play

a/n !! — i’m sorry if it sounds kinda weird tumblr did not save my first drafts and i had to redo the whole thing while almost crying. this is also shorter than the first prompt because i was about to break down

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Jack’s ears twitched as he listened to the soft ruffling of the sheets beneath him. You were waiting patiently — for what, he didn’t know — and it reminded him of a predator stalking its prey. The thought made him shiver in anticipation.

It has been a while since your graduation from Night Raven College, which was the last time he saw you. He tried not to miss you too much. It wasn’t too bad, considering you both had each others numbers and would text throughout the day, but it still doesn’t beat seeing you in person.

As soon as his eyes met yours, he pulled you into his arms, kissing you softly as he basked in your presence. He just so happened to get hard as you were cuddling on the couch, and you just so happened to have the idea to blindfold him.

The situation unfolded the way it did, leading to this moment.

Jack snapped back into the present as he felt your feather-light touch on his abdomen, muscles contracting for a second as he let out a breath. You were finally touching him. He wouldn’t ever admit it, but he was getting a little desperate to finally feel your skin against his.

You moved your fingertips higher and higher, letting Jack wait for a moment before starting to rub at his nipples, already hardened due to the cold. He sighed softly as he leaned his head back further, ears twitching once again as he tried to listen for your movements. You moved as quietly as you could, although you were almost certain that he’d picked up on the ruffling of the sheets. Straddling his waist, you continued your ministrations. You leaned in, making sure he could feel the warmth of your skin getting closer but not touching, just to tease a little. He knew better than to move toward you.

Deciding that he’d been good, you finally latched your lips around his other nipple, running your tongue over the bud as Jack let out a sharp gasp, fingers twitching before finding purchase on one of the pillows beside him. Due to his lack of sight, everything you did was a surprise to him. It also heightened all of his other senses, making him more sensitive than he’d normally be.

After some time, Jack thrusted up into you softly, letting out a sound almost akin to a whine as he threw you a little off balance. He felt your hands come to rest on his shoulders and shuddered, gulping.

“Sorry..” he muttered, relaxing a little when he heard you chuckle.

“Missed me that much, hm?” You teased, leaning in to press your forehead against his. Jack huffed, almost indignantly.

“Of course, that shouldn’t even be a question.” You finally close the gap between your lips, kissing him much deeper and harder than before. Jack gasped, hands slowly moving up to your waist. Seeing as you didn’t say anything to it, he let himself grip onto your hips, pulling you in closer as he thrusted up into you again.

You moaned against him, hands now tangled in his hair as you ground down on him, the both of you quickly settling into a rhythm as your sounds filled the room.

“L-Love,” he rasped out. “Can you take off the blindfold? Please?” He added, not missing a beat. You grinned. Even after a few months of not seeing each other, he was still such a good boy for you. “I… want to see you when I c-cum,” he sounded desperate, ears folding backwards as the hands on your hips shook. Oh, he was so very close. You struggled to untie the knot as you moved on top of him, but the moment you did, his eyes widened. You saw his pupils dilate as he fought to keep his eyes open, trembling almost harshly as he came, the pleasurable sensation pulsing through him. You felt the knot in your lower body snap right after, clinging onto him tightly as you both rode out your orgasms. Jack wrapped his arms around your waist, making you more safe and secure than ever.

“Hey, Jack,” you called out, and he hummed. “Did you cum from seeing me?” You waited for a response but got none. Well, his almost-nervous gaze and slightly wagging tail told you enough either way. “No need to be shy about it, big guy,” you teased, snickering as he grumbled.

“I mean,” he mumbled into your skin. “It’s the face I’m gonna see for the rest of my life… It’d only be natural…” You laughed at how shy he was acting for someone claiming that it was natural.

“We can wash up first, then continue what we were doing before if you’d like?” You asked, and he nodded.

“Missed you so much.”

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KINKTOBER DAY SIX — sounding with floyd leech

contains :: gn!reader, sub!floyd, mean!reader, bondage, punishment, overstimulation, edging, vibrators, third year floyd, cock slapping (once)

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Exam season was approaching, and while you weren't overly worried about it, you still had to do revisions for all the topics tested. The third year in Night Raven college was one of the most important years, after all. That combined with being Crowley's helper and taking care of Grim, you were running dangerously low on time to yourself. Floyd, as your boyfriend, wasn't helping much either. In fact, it's almost as if he's been getting more frustrating recently, even going out of his way to get in yours. What happened today, however, was the straw that broke the camel's back.

"Floyd, I'm not in the mood today. Please return that notebook to me," you tried to be patient, knowing that it'd do none of you good if you were to get mad at him. You've already lost at least 3 hours today on the headmaster's stupid errands, and he was just messing around. You also didn't want all the other students around the courtyard to witness your possible outburst. Floyd pouted, the hand with your notebook still raised up high. "Please, I have to study."

"Awww, you're no fun." He sighed but lowered his arm anyway. You thanked the heavens above that he was cooperating with you today, feeling some of your stress dissolve at the act.

Until his fingers loosened their grip.

You watched in horror as the notebook fell backwards, and Floyd spun around quickly, his action unexpectedly pushing the notebook away from him and right into the old well. He looked at you with panic in his eyes, only seeing anger and hurt in yours. A million thoughts raced through your head, but you just grabbed his hand tightly, a visible sneer on your face. "Do you just want my attention? Is this what it's all about?" He tried to tell you that it was an accident, that he wouldn't have done that to you, but you tugged on his arm harshly before he could. "I'll give you my damn attention then, Floyd."

The merman knew where this was going. Obviously, he did, and though he felt bad, he was just a little excited. What would you do to him? How would you act when you're angry? Would you be rougher? Or manhandle him and make even the walls shake?

The moment you got into your room, you pulled out your chair and pushed him onto it, seething as you looked around for something. Probably rope. Bondage wasn't his favourite thing, but it wasn't really up to him to decide what you were going to do at this moment.

As expected, you pulled out a familiar red rope, walking over to Floyd wordlessly before wrapping them around his wrist, then tying them to the back of the chair securely, hard enough to leave marks on his pale, perfect skin. He stayed mostly still the entire time, save swaying just a little and hands trembling just slightly. You took more rope, tying his ankles to the legs of the chairs as well.

“I didn’t want to take this out yet, but…” you grumbled, pulling out a set of rods. Sounding rods. Floyd gulped as he eyed the rods, then you. “These are sounding rods, and they’re supposed to go up and into your urethra.” You almost sounded bored as you moved to unzip his pants. You pulled his cock out, staring at it for a moment as it twitched in your hand. You scoffed, slapping it and drawing a yelp out of the tall man and causing pre to dribble out of it. “You’re a freak, Floyd.” He winced, watching you contemplate for a few seconds before selecting a rod of medium thickness.

You decided that you were feeling generous, practically covering the rod with lube before placing it at the slit of his dick, pushing it in slowly. Floyd let out an awful noise, hands struggling against the rope as he felt the unfamiliar feeling spread through his body. He cried out your name, squirming around like a worm. “Hurts! It hurts!” He complained, yet his cock only got harder in your hand. You spat on it, stroking him harder as you continued inserting the rod till it was all in.

Floyd’s head was thrown back, panting and shaking as he tried to get used to the feeling of the rod in him. It was so foreign, and he didn’t know if he loved it or not. He felt so sensitive, so exposed under your gaze, but it only made him ache for more pleasure. He repeated your name over and over, continuing to jerk around as he pouted at you, hoping that you’d do something instead of standing there, staring at him.

His calls for you finally worked as you got down between his legs, ghosting your fingers over his cock before starting to stroke it once again, watching as your boyfriend tried to thrust up into your hand, sounds that can only be described as pathetic flowing freely from his lips. Such a masochist. “Ah! I’m going to cum!” He sniffled as he met your eyes, seeing that cruel glint in them that he knew too well. You withdrew your hands from him almost immediately, making the eel tremble and whimper. You held back a smile as you leaned up, pecking his cheek.

You pulled out a vibrator out of your pocket, quickly attaching it to his cock before turning it on. Floyd screamed unabashedly, pulling on the ropes harshly and making the chair rock slightly. “I’ll be back soon, Floyd,” you cooed, and he looked at you, eyes wide.

“W-Wait! I-”

“See you later.”

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KINKTOBER DAY FOUR — biting/marking with trey clover

contains :: gn!reader, sub!trey, leaving hickeys and bite marks (obviously), no penetration, both parties are clothed, dry humping, trey is wearing a WHITE, COLLARBONE SHOWING SHIRT like a whore /hj (just like the one in the vargas camp event before they changed it)

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"H-Hey, wait a m-" Trey tried to stutter out before you shut him up with a kiss. Gosh, he talks too much when he gets flustered. He gasped into the kiss, and you ate it up greedily, climbing onto his lap as your hands pressed against his chest, feeling his muscles under that stupidly sexy white shirt.

"I've missed you, Trey..." You muttered against his lips before starting to trail soft kisses down his neck, stopping every few kisses to lick and suck at his skin. "And you know what this shirt does to me." He groaned softly. Of course he knew. You tipped his head back before latching your lips onto his Adam's apple, sucking on it gently. Trey let out a shaky whine, his hands seeking purchase on your thighs. You could hear it all so clearly, every little pant, every little noise that slipped out from his lips, and you could certainly feel his erection pressing right against you.

You moved further down, now licking at his exposed collarbone. Your name fell from his lips softly, almost desperately as he bucked up into you a little. You took the cue to start grinding down into his dick, which was most likely starting to ache at this point.

"Can't believe you're getting off from me biting you," you chuckled, and he hummed, letting his eyes flutter shut as he felt the pleasure heighten ever so slightly. "Like it that much?"

Trey shuddered when you ground down on him particularly hard as if urging him to answer your question. "Only because i-it's you," he replied, and on normal occasions, you'd be able to hear the teasing tone in his voice. Now, as he moved his hips like his life depended on it, not so much.

You bit into his collarbone for the first time, and Trey groaned loudly, now starting to tremble a little. "Fuck," he whimpered, his head pressing against the headboard. You felt your heart rate speed up when he tightened his grip on your hips, rutting into you mindlessly.

You did it again and again, biting and sucking on his collarbone harshly, enough to leave marks for every person to see the next day, lest he wears a turtleneck. After every time, Trey's noises only got louder, actions more desperate and sloppy.

You were getting close, and you were sure that he was too. After a few more thrusts, you bit down on his shoulder, hard, using it to muffle your cry as you came. Trey came right after, shaking as he pulled you incredibly close to him. He fell onto the bed sideways, bringing you down with him as you both laid in silence for a few minutes, feeling the post-orgasmic bliss fade away slowly.

"So," you started, almost breathlessly, and Trey knew exactly what you were going to ask. He rolled his eyes playfully, smiling just a little. "Biting, huh?"

"Shut up."

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