#disney smut
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Lost Girl
pairings: Captain James Hook x f!reader
summary: Following Pan with your siblings has either got to be the best or worst idea you've had yet.
(A/N): this is how long every story with a part 2 would be if i didn't break them up😅 a request from my DM's, enjoy :) also i didn't spell check so bare with me pls
warnings: 18+ content
further warning: dirty talk, breast kink, pet names, creampie
It was one of the more warm nights in London. And there was the perfect cool breeze make your curtain dance gracefully.
You'd decided to open your window for a while and enjoy the sound of nature. You definitely needed the peace after playing with the younger kids all day.
You were the oldest of the bunch and only had your own room because your father practically kicked you out of the nursery. You were upset initially, but it wasn't as if you'd left your home.
Your eyes were growing heavy, and the noise arounnd you was lulling you into your dreamland. That was however until you hear...
THUMP...
THUMP...
CRASH!
You quickly sat up from your bed and rush out of your room and up to your siblings room.
You swing the door open with fret and your jaw drops with what you saw.
"what in the world is going on in here?" You look frantically left and right, trying to take in the scene.
Toy's were absolutely everywhere. Your father, on the ground, seemingly looking stressed and angry. Your mother, dressed beautifully for their evening out, and Nana balled in the corner of the room.
Everyone (excluding father) rushed over to Nana, showering the poor dog in hugs and kisses.
"poor Nana?!" Your father asks in disbelief. "this is the last straw, OUT! OUT I SAY" He came over and grabbed Nana by her collar, dragging her out of the room without another word.
Your mother shook her head in disappointment and looked over at you.
"(Y/N), could you help me tuck in the little ones?" She starts to tuck Wendy in. You assist her, tucking in your brothers and adding extra blankets in case they got cold.
Your mother talks to you all for a bit and goes to close the window, Wendy speaks up before she could lock it.
"oh, don't lock it, mother! He might come back!"
"him?!" Your mother raises an eyebrow and you chuckle.
"peter pan! see, i found something that belongs to him.."
"oh? and what's that?"
"his shadow"
"shadow?"
"mm, Nana had it. but i... i took it away" Wendy yawns out.
"oh? yes, of course... goodnight dear" Your mother retreats out of the door, you say goodnight aloud as well but when you go to leave, she places a hand on your arm.
"(Y/N) dear, could you please keep an eye on the children for me? With Nana being outside, i'll feel uneasy without you in here" She places a hand on your cheek.
"as long as you bring back my favorite sweets" You smile. She chuckles and kisses your cheek.
"i promise, dear. see you tomorrow" She gives your shoulder a gentle squeeze and rushes down the hall to your impatient father. You close the door and slip into Michael's bed since he was the smallest.
You close your eyes and tuck yourself in well, drifting off into slumber.
You wake when you hear music from the nursery music box playing.
"tink! shh!" You hear someone whisper before the music stops. Your heart starts thumping. You stay still not knowing what to do. Why did you mother leave the window unlocked? This could be a burglar.
You flinch at the sound of a thud a decide to finally sit up. A boy in green was fighting someone... or something?"
The fight however stopped and the boy was turned around and tending to something on his shoe. How in the world could you possibly sneak the children out?
Maybe you could strike him over the head with a -
"Peter Pan!" You hear Wendy say. You and the boy snap your heads toward her. That's when he finally noticed and realized you were in the room.
The boy look terrified of Wendy as she scrambled towards him. This was your first time ever seeing this Peter Pan that your siblings always wanted you to read about.
Does this mean Santa is real?
Peter was speechless, hurriedly rubbing what look like soap on his foot.
"you cant stick it on with soap, peter!" Wendy took the soap and turned on the lamp. "it needs sewing, thats the proper way to do it"
You close your eyes and take a moment to blink, just to grasp the situation at hand for a moment.
Wendy was still talking Peters ear off, and sewing his literal shadow to his shoe.
"girls talk too much" He cut into her story.
"yes, girls talk too m-... oh." Her smile fades at the realization. You gently toss the covers off of you and walk towards the two.
"excuse me boy, why are you in our house? and Wendy, this is a stranger, you know better!"
"oh but (Y/N), this is Peter. from our stories!" Wendy halts her sewing and shoves a book into your arms. You open it and see the poor handwriting and green boy on practically every page.
"this can't be..." You say to yourself in shock.
"no, this still doesn’t explain why you're here?" You frown your eyebrows.
"for my shadow of course! the dog jumped at me while i was in the window and grabbed it"
"well, what were you doing at the window?" You and Wendy ask in sync.
"i was listening to your stories?"
"but all of our stories are about you" Wendy replied. Which was true. You were 3 years older than Wendy, making you an adult now. But you never did stop reading and creating new stories for your siblings.
You never thought those stories were true though, you just heard of the story of Peter Pan and made your own bedtime stories from there.
"of course! thats why i like em, i tell em to the lost boys" He nodded and began to play some sort of small instrument.
"the lost boys?... oh! i remember, they’re your men!" Wendy says and makes the last stitch.
"uh-huh" Peter jumps up and looks at his shadow on the wall.
"i'm so glad you came back tonight. i might never have seen you"
"why?" He asks, still making goofy gestures.
"because i have to grow up tomorrow"
"grow up!?" He whips around.
"tonights my last night in the nursery" Wendy says with a sad look.
"oh Wendy, maybe father doesn't mean it. I didn't leave until i was 14" You add.
"no, i'm sure of it. father never breaks his promises, good or bad."
"you're right... well it won't be so bad, me and you sharing a room" You try to make her feel better.
"i guess you’re right..."
"so that means... no more stories?" Peter asks.
"mhm" Wendy hummed, on the verge of tears.
"no! i wont have it" Peter exclaims. "come on" He grabs her hand and starts to pull her toward the door.
"wait a second! she isn't going anywhere with a strange boy!" You tug Wendy toward you.
"He's not strange, he's Peter Pan! And that would be wonderful but... what would mother say?" She contemplated.
"mother? what mother?" Peter crossed his legs.
"a mother is someone to cares for you and loves you and tells you stories and nurture-"
"great! you can be our mother" He grabs her again but she stops on the window seat.
"well i'd have to pack and get changed and leave a note.. and i can't stay for too long and then i'll have to... oh but it's Neverland" Wendy smiles and turns.
"oh, i'm so happy, i think i'll give you a kiss"
"what's a..a kiss?" Peter asks.
"i'll show you" Wendy starts to walk toward him and you grab her.
"oh no you don't" Shimmering dust rapidly flew around and you start swatting.
"Tink, stop!" Peter says, using his hat as a net to catch the fast speck.
"John, John! wake up, he's here!" Michael says excitedly and crawls out of bed.
"huh...?" John gets up and puts on his glasses and gasps loudly. "jiminy!"
"what in the world was that?" Wendy asks, holding her hear and looking around.
"i think it was a bug of some sort" You answer, not too sure of it yourself.
"Tinker Bell. Don't know what got into her" He says, peeking into his hat and examining whatever it was inside.
"hello Peter Pan, i'm Michael!"
"and my name is John, how do you do?"
"hello" Peter greets.
"oh! look a firefly" Michael opens the hat
"a pixie!" Wendy corrects him.
"amazing!" John adds.
"i haven't gotten you're name yet!" Peter leans in your direction. You were standing closer to see this Tinker Bell.
"(Y/N)" You simply say.
The fairy shakes her head and makes bell noises, raising question in Michael. "what's she doing?" He asks.
"talking"
"what did she say?" Wendy asks.
"she says you're a big ugly girl" He chuckles and she laughs along before realizing. "oh... well i think she's lovely" Wendy compliments to the angry creature.
"well come on Wendy, let's go!" Peter walks toward the window and Michael grabs Wendy's hand.
"where are we going? He asks.
"to Never Land! Peter's taking us"
"Us?!" You and Peter ask in unison.
"Wendy, we’re not going anywhere with this boy!"
"but how could i go without you all?"
"when i said "we" i meant we" You point to all of your siblings.
"(Y/N), please!" Michael begs, tugging onto your night gown.
"i'm sorry, Michael, no" You sigh.
"just think about it a little, (Y/N), it could be fun!" John urges.
"or dangerous! i can't risk it"
"(Y/N), it's my last night in the nursery... you remember what that was like! please come with us, it'll only be for a short while, right Peter?"
"sure thing!"
As if you needed any reassurance from Peter. If anything he almost ruined her resolve. But she was right. You remember having to leave behind your siblings and grow up, it was no fun.
You at least would like them to have a fond childhood memory.
And that's exactly why you’re flying hundreds if not thousands of feet up in the air. The view of the morning was beautiful, the sky was pink and the water was still.
"oh Peter it's just as i dreamed it's be... oh look, John there's Mermaid Lagoon!" Wendy exclaimed.
"by Jove! and the Indian encampment !"
"oh look! there Captain Hook and the pirates!" Michael pointed our cheerfully.
A canon fires and Peter tosses Michael behind to save him.
"look out!" He ducks. "Tink, you take them to the hideout and i'll draw off Hooks fire!" Tink pouts and starts to fly ahead.
You all quickly rush to follow her but she was going too fast. "Tinker Bell, you're going to fast for us!" Wendy called out. The fairy sped up. "Tinker bell!"
Another canon fires, causes a nearby bird with missing feathers to crash into you, knocking you off of your course. You were dizzy from all of the spinning that the incident caused.
You were starting to feel sick. "W..Wendy? John?" You quietly called out, the world was still spinning around you. You could only make out the Island.
You do your best to safely fly down, but you have a rocky landing, sending you tumbling and hitting your head on a tree. You groan and everything goes black.
~~~~~~~
"oh? and how might a half-whit such as yourself go about Finding Pan? hm?" You hear a man rhetorically ask.
"w-well cap'm i'd say we go-"
"I COMMAND YOU TO GO AND GET THE PRINCESS, SMEE!" The man cut the other off and you heard whoever it was scatter.
You wince at the yelling, head still throbbing from earlier, and crack your eyes open a bit to examine your surroundings.
"where am i..." You ask, more to yourself.
"you, darling, are on the Jolly Roger"
"Jolly... Roger? that's a silly name" You go to reach for your head only to discover your bound wrists.
"silly? i won’t let a girl out in her nightgown talk down on my ship"
"oh, your ship? is that why you were yelling at that poor man?" You raise an eyebrow.
"you dare stick your nose in the business of Captain James Hook, girl? why i oughta make you walk the plank, hm?" He takes his hook and lifts your head with it, the cold metal made your skin tingle.
With him being so close, you could finally see him in his entirety. He was tall, had long and curly black hair, sported a mustache and a (somewhat) clean shave.
He looked great in his coat, it hugged him perfectly around the waist. You swallow thickly, imagining sinful things.
You were so distracted that you hadn't noticed that he didn't move away yet. You look up at his eyes and slightly move your head.
"that um... that’s too bad then" You clear your throat.
"hm?~ what’s too bad?" He asks, tone completely different from before.
"making me walk the plank.." You quietly remind.
"yes.. oh! yes! you're a lucky lass, you. i'm sure Pan will be here in no time, looking for you" He makes a pleased expression and tugs on his mustache.
"and if he doesn’t?" You challenge.
"then i guess i'll have you all to myself" He grins at you, showing off his gold tooth and sending a buzz down your spine.
"well, be back in a bit, and i suggest you don't disturb me crew with any shouting" He slams the door behind him, making your head tingle again.
You look around what looked to be his office. He had maps with markings and shiny collectables littered everywhere. Books and papers piled on the desk, it looked like he was making another map.
You sigh and close your eyes, hoping that Peter would eventually find you. You knew this was a bad idea.
~~~~~~~
"SMEEEEEE!" You hear the pirate scream out. You didn’t know when you'd fallen asleep, but you did.
"keep calm cap'm, i'm comin!" Smee calls out.
You hear screaming, and the sound of a ticking clock. Your curiosity was getting the best of you, making you want to go outside.
"okay, (Y/N), think of a big house... lovely animals... Nana" You close your eyes and feel yourself floating. You get closer to the desk and reach for the small knife on the edge.
Just as you had it in your grasp, the door swung open, making you fall onto the floor and cut yourself.
"ouch!" You groan, though no one heard you. Smee rushed in behind the hysterical Captain and placed a towel on his head and a bucket under his feet.
"oh Smee... he almost got me" You heard the mans lip quivering. You tried to sit yourself back up while the men were distracted.
"i know i know cap'm, you rest and we can go back out for Pan tomorrow" Smee cooed.
"b-b-but"
"be right back cap'm!" Smee left.
"blast that Peter Pan.." He grumbled. You kept quiet and he suddenly sat up, looking around. "the girl, where is she?" He looked around the room before finally spotting you near the desk.
"why you-" He winced at the sound of banging on the door. You both flinch and the constant loud noise and he gets up angrily.
He swings the door open and is hit on the head with a hammer by an unaware Smee.
He staggered back, losing his footing and landed back in his chair.
Smee came in with a smile and a tea pot. "oh, cap'm! it's good t see you smiling again" Poor man must’ve been knocked silly.
"you know, there's trouble brewin on the island. women trouble" Smee starts. "I wouldn’t want this to go any further, but supposedly Pan banished Tinker Bell.."
Well, this was new to you.
He began pouring the water into the buckets beneath his feet, you scrunch your face up, knowing how hot it must be. "um, Smee, was it?" You clear your throat.
"yes dear?" He asks, still pouring.
"i think that water's a bit too hot..."
"oh of course not, the cap'm hasn't said a peep abou-"
"wooooah!" The captain jumps up. He immediately grabs Smee by the collar. "well you doddering imbecile, i... did you say Pan has banished Tinker Bell?" He quesriones.
"aye aye, cap'm. that he has" Sme stumbles out.
"but why?"
"well on a count of Wendy, cap'm. Tink tried to do her in, she did. Tink's terrible jealous" Your jaw dropped at the news. Tink tried to kill your sister?
"well well" James taps his chin in thought.
"thats why we ought to leave, cap'm. this ain't no place for a respectable pirate." Smee dusts his shirt and puts his nose in the air.
"that's is, Smee! that's it!" James smacks Smee on the back, sending the poor man to the ground.
"i'm glad you agree cap'm" Smee adjusts his glasses.
"quick! me coat." The captain casts his blanket aside. "me best dress coat!"
"aye aye sir, the sooner we gets going, the better!" Smee rushed to grab the coat.
"ah yes, a jealous female can be tricked into doing anything. my case of hooks!"
"aye aye sir!" Smee grabs a small purple box near you and hold it out to the captain. "here you are, sir. your Sunday set, sir"
"If we impress the pixie, convince her we're eager to help her, the wench may chart our course, to a certain hiding place.."
"our best hiding place is the Spanish main sir, i'll set our course- oh!" Smee is snatched up by Hook.
"and where do you think you are going?" Hook asks with a cheeky grin.
"to tell the boys we sails with the tide, sir"
"you will go ashore, pick up Tinker Bell, and bring her to me." Hook drops Smee square on the head. "UNDERSTAND?" He shouts.
Smee blabbers out an "aye aye, sir" and quickly rows away.
"ah, looks like things are looking rather good for me lately"
"excuse me?" You speak up. He breaks his longing gaze at the ceiling and raises an eyebrow at you. "if you don't mind me asking, why exactly are you looking for Peter?"
Maybe it's because you haven't heard any new stories in years, but you didn't know why he would be out to kill Peter.
"it's not my fondest memory with that cursed Peter Pan... he cut off me left hand and fed it to a crocodile!" He touched his golden hook. "it still follows me, trying to take the rest o me to this day"
You ball your lips, fighting back your chuckle. "you must take good then, no?" You question, now crossing your legs.
"oh you think it's funny, aye?" He smirks. You expected him to blow up at you, so your smile faltered at his response. You only swallow, unsure of what to say.
"say, i'm in a good mood, i'll turn you loose for the time being" He walks up and reaches behind you, untying your wrists.
He hums and grabs your wrist. "how'd this happen, my gem?" He asks, holding your cut hand with his hook and carefully pulling back the long sleeves of your dress with his hand.
"and no that i think of it how did you manage to get from there, to here?" He asks, walking behind his desk and grabbing a gauze.
"i um... flew?" You ask more than answer.
"you must’ve hit your head pretty hard" He asks, gently wrapping your hand.
"it's the weird truth" You shrug, thankful to be able to move your arms again.
"do you drink?" He opens a chest and pulls out a glass bottle with dark liquid inside. He pinches two glasses between his fingers and carried the bottle over in his arm.
He set everything down and turned your chair to the desk.
"i've only tasted a few wines" You answer. "and thank you"
He pours you a shot amount and gets himself a full glass.
"for what?" He asks. You lift your hand and he waves you off. "that was common decency"
You pick up your glass and catch a whiff of the drink, immediately scrunching up your nose. You take a small sip and you're greeted with a burning sensation.
"this is very... unpleasant, to say the least" You frown.
"yeah, it definitely isn't for a lass like yourself, i'll tell you that much" He takes a sip from his cup.
"oh please, i could finish this... it just take time, that’s all" You brace yourself for the second sip.
"if you say so, missy"
"(Y/N)." You say sternly.
"apologies, (Y/N)" He says coyly.
~~~~~~~
"and so i say, what do you mean that's Peter Pan? i never met the boy before, i thought he was a figment of our imagination."
"i wish that wretched boy was only a tall tale. he's nothing but a pain in my arse"
Hook was leaning back in his chair, holding his 1/4 filled bottle. You were sitting on the desk, legs faced away from the man to not give him a peek under your gown.
You lazily hold your hand out and he hands you the bottle. "you know, you’re a lot quieter now"
"and you’re more talkative" He retorts. You tilt your head back and waterfall some of the beverage, spilling a bit of it on yourself.
"aye... aye!! that's me best rum that you're wastin!" He grabs the bottle from your hands.
He was close, so close that your noses were almost touching.
"sorry, Captain" You say in a teasing manner.
"it's quite alright, it's been put to better use this way, no?" He asks, looking down at your neck. "may i?"
You dazedly looked at his lips, making out his words as best as you could in your state.
"yes... you may" You nod. You didn't know what he was asking permission to do but you weren’t going to question it.
His eyes glance up at you for a moment as he stood up, only to look back down again and reach out.
He undid the bow that held your dress together at your chest, showing your cleavage.
"kiss me" You squeaked out. "please.."
He quickly granted your wish, a hand coming up to gently hold the back of your head.
The kiss was hungry and rough, from the both of you. You didn’t know his reason, maybe it's that he's a pirate. But you've wanted his lips on yours since you've saw him.
You found him charming in the, embarrassing kind of way. You wondered how he of all people became captain.
The kiss calmed down a bit and he took the opportunity to glide his tongue across the slit of your mouth, making you open in surprise.
"mmf!" His tongue slithered him, tasting of Rum and something sweet. You hold his arms and pull away from the kiss catching your breath.
"do you not have to breathe??" You ask in between breaths.
"why are you holding your breath? breathe through your nose" He says lowly, bringing you into another kiss.
This time, you took his advice, breathing through your nostrils. "better, right?" He states more than asks.
The top of your dress fell from your shoulders and to the crease of your arms during the heated make out sessions. Hook slid his arms along yours, dragging the dress off along the way.
Your breasts were exposed to the cool air, giving you goosebumps and making your nipples harder than they already were. Hook takes notice of this and chuckles to himself.
"a bit cold, hm?" He places the pad of his thumb over one and rubs circles around it.
"mhm" You bit your lip. His calloused palms caressed the soft flesh of your torso in a massage.
"almost forgot about me rum.." He mumbles before attaching his lips to your neck, giving you kitty licks as he made his way lower. "tastes better on you" You feel him smirk onto your skin.
"oh really?" You utter. Your breath hitches in your throat once you feel his warm lips wrap around one of your nipples.
You moan and tangle your fingers in in his thick hair, tugging at it lightly. "oh how soft you are, my jewel..." His breath ghosts over your now wet bud.
He shows the same affection to your other nipple, let it go with a 'pop'. You were very sensitive now, firm and ready to be touched again.
"how often are you told how pretty you are, missy?" He carefully slips the remainder of your dress down your legs. Your underwear was soaked in your arousal, only making the cheeky pirate grin harder.
"technically speaking... i'd say almost everyday" Your heart races in your chest as he slips his shiny hook beneath the damp cloth and moves it down your thighs.
"mm..." He kisses your inner thigh and your back slightly arches. "that's not nearly enough for a pearl like yourself..." His lips came closer and closer to where you wanted them with each kiss.
"what do you mean?" You ask out of curiosity. He pauses for a moment, looking up with pure eye contact.
"i would tell you every hour of the day~" Your cheeks heat and you put a hand over his face.
"oh shut it" You say bashfully and he chuckles, removing your hand and planting a tender kiss upon your knuckles.
"it is the truth" His fingers slip between your folds, making you gasp and grab his wrist.
He stops and looks at you, waiting for a look of reassurance. "would you like to stop here?"
"will it hurt?" You ask, started to feel the weight of the situation.
"do you trust me?"
You only nod. You let go of his hand and he starts to skillfully rub your clit. You bite back your moans, letting out only a sigh.
You made the mistake of exhaling through your mouth just as he began teasing your slick entrance. Eliciting such sweet moans for the Captain Hook.
His hands grab yours and slide them up to your chest. "try touching yourself here, my sweet" He suggests. You place the palms of your hands over your breasts and awkwardly squeeze them with a giggle.
"like so.." James reaches out and just barely rubs your nipple, making your lower back tingle.
You copied his movement and hummed at the new feeling. He puts you unoccupied hand back and lowers his head between your legs again.
This time however, he put your legs over his shoulders. You felt your lips being spread and something soft, warm, and fast brushing over the bundle of nerves.
Your legs immedeitly try to close on him, but he keeps them open. Your hips rocked in sync with his tongue and beads of sweat formed at the intensity.
"you taste phenomenal... i could do this all day.." His low voice vibrated through you, sending your hand flying to his hair and gripping the thick locs harshly.
One last and low "mm~" from James, and you were over the edge, subconsciously holding his face as close as possible to you while you rode out your high.
You collapsed on the table, back flush against the wood. Hook peered over you with a grin. And his hand searched your body again.
"you're so perfect, a true diamond" Hook smiles, dragging his cold hook along your still hard nipples. He slipped a finger into you, making you gasp again, but this was one that he caught with a kiss.
You moaned into his mouth while his finger went deeper and deeper into you. The previous orgasm allowed him to slide the digit in with ease, letting him know to add another finger.
He deepens the kiss as he slides the second finger in. Going in and out of you at an insane pace. Your arms wrap around his neck and you break from the kiss for a second just to roll your eyes and hang your head.
"it feels so good..." Your voice broke.
Not long after your statement, you came undone, shaking violently with a broken moan. "oh James~" You pant, feeling winded.
"what is it, darling?" He asks with a voice full of sultry.
"this is crazy" You look up at him.
"it's about to get even crazier"
~~~~~~~
You were pretty sure you moans were ringing throughout the ship. Poor crew mates weren't getting any sleep tonight. The sound of James's thighs sticking to the bottom on yours.
A mix of his and your cum making a mess between the two of you. He would probably fill you to the brim if you let him.
James's eyes fixed on the way your breasts bounced with every one of his powerful thrusts, and more importantly, the new deep sensational feeling between your legs.
His back rested against his large purple chair, and his hips thrusted into you like there was no tomorrow.
"James i'm gonna- shit!" Your eyes squeeze shut as you experience your 3rd and final orgasm in this position. You were spent.
"gem~" Hook called out.
"hm?" You lazily look down at him.
"i need one more favor from you, if your up for it~"
~~~~~~~
"shit... just like that" His eyes peer into you as he watches you, making you feel even more naked than you are if possible.
You were sitting in the chair now. Squeezing your boobs around this mans aching penis while he jerked his hips towards you.
You curiously stick your tongue out, being greeted with the salty tase and soft feeling of his tip.
He let out a sound almost like yours and started bucking forward. You kept licking and squeezing and he kept letting out something like a whimper, it was cute.
"oh... i'm cumming" His large arms grab on to the head of the chair and he cums on your lips and chin. His eyes were low and tired.
"i could tell that felt good" You tease.
"oh better than you could imagine" He wipes your chin and kisses you once more. But he could feel a smile tugging at your lips.
"what is it?" He smiled back.
You shrug and slump into the chair. "I strangely feel happy"
"it's not strange, i feel happy too, love" He reassures and your cheeks heat.
"okay where's your bathroom? I need to get clean" You ask, escaping the enclosure of his arms holding the chair you were inn.
"you don't want to go there to get clean, us pirates use mother nature" He answers. He grabs his jacket and his button up and walks over to the office door.
His head was on a swivel, making sure no one was up. He beckoned you to follow him, so you did. He tosses down a ladder and began climbing down into the water.
You peek over the edge and see nothing but still, open water. It as sparkling from the moonlight. You take a few steps back and jump. Letting out only a yelp instead of the scream that fought to errupt.
You swim to the surface and wipe the water from your eyes.
"you'd fit right in with me crew" He shook his head. "those crazy bastards"
"you should try it sometime" You shrug. You start you dip yourself deeper into the water, rubbing your arms and face to scrub them clean.
You hear a faint Tick- Tok, in the distance. You look around with your eyes narrow, as if it would help you see further.
"do you hear that hook?" You ask.
"hear what?" He goes quiet. You see constant ripple coming toward you and look in his direction to see him shaking.
"are you okay?"
"s-s-s-smee... Smee" The Tick-Tok grew louder. and you turn to see a crocodile. Your heart races in your chest and it swims toward you.
You try to swim away but it catches up, and fast. You just knew you were going to die, hoping for a nice eulogy at your funeral, but it swam past you, licking its lips.
It wanted James, James almost jumped out of the water when he realized. "SMEEEEEE"
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King Magnifico being a pleasure top
Magnifico loves to make you come, but it's not purely for your own pleasure,it's also to feed his own ego. If you thought a man like him wouldn't take this chance to gloat you'd be dead wrong. He smirks every time he feels you clench around his cock, it only makes him thrust in and out faster, wanting to give you your next orgasm before the first one finished.
If you're overstimulated by him he will give you a bit of time to recover but it doesn't mean that Magnifico will stop talking about how many times you've came. Hearing him talking about it makes it imossible for you to calm down. As soon as you begin to roll your hips back against his you hear him chuckle against your ear and slide back in.
There's no better sound, no better sight for him then seeing your eyes roll back into your head and his name leaving your lips in moans. Magnifico follows you every time, growling into your ear, pinning you down completely and filling you up, not letting a drop of cum slip out. He will fuck it back inside of you until there's no more room in your pussy.
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The Claim of an Operational Sin
Claude Frollo x Reader
Suggestive Oneshot
Is this damn priest dilf energy or nah
Author's note: Have you ever disliked a villain so much you wanted to hate breed them and make them your bitch? Read this, cuz you can :)
You're one of the few ladies the tyrannical man has taken interest in. Something he'd refer to as being bewitched by those who are innocent. Intrigue driven by his own lustful desires similar to his captivation by the beautiful dancer, Esmeralda. But unlike her, you were certainly not as lucky preventing your imprisonment and attempting to escape the minister's grasp.
Frollo/Reader [Romantic Tendencies(???)]
[Gender-neutral Darling|Female Darling|Male Darling]
Potential ⚠️TWs⚠️ :
!Female Reader! • Seductive/“Succubus” reader • Imprisoned reader • We're basically gonna be assaulting him WOOHOO • Threats • Reader is unfearful of death • Arousal • Teasing, but it's bordering on degradation • Desperation • Drooling/Salivating • Kissing • ...Leaking...iykyk • He's an old man who's never satisfied his primal desires, what did you expect • This entire fic and concept in general is TW worthy tbh-
I REGRET NOTHING ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
“...You are a bloody!” Frollo spoke sharply. Taking a deep breath as he looked at you with a bitter gaze. His eyes were cold now, a sour expression on his face. His eyebrows were raised, as if he was trying to control his anger. He was currently in front of you in one of the many dungeon cells underneath the Notre Dame. “... How long do you think you're going to be alive? If you keep acting like this.” He said, sounding almost like he was threatening you.
And despite his subtle warnings, you kept your time in the cell undisturbed, paying no mind to his little hissy fit. To the point it looked like you were straight up ignoring him, which only fueled his already angered state. Demanding you to not even think of not listening to him whenever he spoke. But in all honesty, his constant irritation was just getting you more entertained by the man. It was like watching a child throw a tantrum. Well. You were more than ready to show him that he picked the wrong lady. That your abduction was an easily regrettable decision for him. He was stuck here with you, not the other way around.
Grinning with anticipation, you leaned against the wall with a careless posture. You couldn't care less about what series of threats he had to offer. “Mhmm? Won't that something you should be worrying about as well? Lusting after women and harassing them for centuries can cause for quite the revolution, if I may” you were sneering with sarcasm. “The most recent victim has certainly been influential. Miss Esmeralda, was it? It’s difficult to control yourself, isn’t it~?” you mocked
“... Silence yourself!” He yelled in a half-angry, half-desperately demanding tone, something that noticeably made you laugh out loud. Frollo felt a hit of shame and embarrassment by the fact that you've taken note of him lusting after her. It was a sin ...he wasn't supposed to feel this way. And it was that gypsy who has bewitched him! Tainting his purity with her alluring words and movements. At least, in the minister's head it was, blaming a fairly innocent soul for his own shameful and unholy impulses.
“Many peasants have faced the consequences of the witches’ actions through either custody or death. So choose your words carefully.” trying to warn you and keep you in line, but your reaction would be ...unexpected. “So what? Everybody will die one day.” You glanced back up to the priest and cocked your head to the side. “Perhaps nature shall take its course in the next future for me too. Who knows? Which would be beyond fine with me” you murmured with yet another chuckle, raising an eyebrow. “But atleast now you still have somebody to turn to, wouldn't you say?” He noticed you sending him a wink of mockery, but was too baffled by your sudden statement.
The eyes of the minister widened, as he heard you say that. “You... You don't value your people's freedom. You... You don't care about your own existence." He gritted his teeth. You could practically see his temper exploding. He never understood how somebody could be so unflappable towards the idea of their own very demise. He felt like he had no control over you, which infuriated him greatly. Though you remained in a calm posture, a look of disinterest in your eyes as he felt the need to mention it. “Look," you began with a bit of attitude, unconcerned about how far you might be pushing him over the edge with your next few words.
“Don't treat your lustful motives as superior over what I lack. Eventually, natural selection shall take its course for all of us anyway. And I'll greet it with open arms as soon as the time comes” you half assed with a small smirk. But Frollo? He did not like that one bit, seething with rage as he snapped
“You don't care if nature takes its course, huh!? Well, I will be the one to take its course, if you will not! I am going to give it my best to make you suffer. I shall tear you down with my own hands.”
You took in his words, as your grin slowly started to expand a little the more he went into detail about his description of how exactly he was gonna take your life. You softly chuckled at his threat, hanging your head down as your hair was resting over your eyes, covering them up as you continued to giggle with pure amusement. “Awh..~” you glanced up at the man once again, some of your teeth exposed with your grin as your eyes were smugly half lid. You readjusted your hand as you gently, yet firmly grabbed him by the jawline, placing your thumb right under his chin as you pressed his skin. “It is truly adorable how undeniably obsessed you are with me. Do you clop to the idea of hurting me too?”
You curled up your index finger as it caressed Frollo on his cheek, your little smirk becoming smaller, but still being very visible nonetheless. “I'm quite flattered, my sweet~” your prying eyes were full of glee as you fluttered your lashes, attracting the man even further if that was even possible. You took a step even closer towards him, your chest almost pressed onto him as you got further into his personal space, so inviting...
And oh dear God. Everything you just said... Your smirk, your stance. It didn't take a genius to figure out that you were attempting to seduce him. You were trying to provoke him. And it was working. “H-hngh..!?” Frollo's breathing grew shallow. Every muscle in his body was starting to tighten in exasperation. He was shaking in anger. That's right. He was angry- so unbelievably, extraordinarily angry. But, he was also... Tempted.
And though his body was noticeably still somewhat stiff, you did not miss him beginning to melt into your touch, despite the obvious death stare in his eyes. He was so easily affected and getting worked up by your shenanigans, it was almost cute. Almost. You smirked to yourself as your soft fingers continued to tease his facial features. You were completely leaning into him at this point, both breasts squished onto him as you kept the eye contact with assertion.
Your free hand even wandered over towards the back of his neck, your fingers gently digging into his spine as you rubbed them up and down, but slowly beginning to add more pressure. “You seem to be making yourself comfortable with me quite swiftly, minister...” you stood on your toes to add on height and match his level, “Is that something you enjoy? Making quick development instead of taking things slowly~?” Frollo's heart literally started beating faster. The way you were saying these things. It was so very seductive. And your finger that was caressing him? You... A-Ah...
“H-How dare you!” His tone sounded so frustrated, like he was trying to hide something. Something he wouldn't want you to find out. You could practically see the rage in his eyes, but the way you spoke? And the way you got so close to him, you could practically feel his anger, his resentment, slowly melt away. His head started to turn red, as he gritted his teeth. He really couldn't take it, you had completely caught him in your trap. And you did that so... effortlessly.
It made him feel weak and submissive, a foreign feeling to the priest. You were completely dominating him. Not just physically, but emotionally as well. You made him vulnerable. You got into his... frozen and rock cold heart. You were in control now, and he was just so very powerless to your charms. His entire body was beginning to tremble. His breathing, it was slowly getting quicker and more shallow. It almost felt- the way you touched him, with such delicate care. The way you were teasing him like this. His entire body was starting to feel so hot. He felt the blood surging, pumping him up, preparing him for something he didn't dare to acknowledge.
And being less vigilant, he admitted to his thoughts much more easily. “It... astonishes me... when you... make me lose control” He said, the tone in his voice being a mix of anger and lust. Of desire. Of passion. Words that you hadn't really expected. You'd never guessed for a response like this. It was so sensual. He was clearly losing control now. The way he had just admitted to you that he was enjoying this? It felt as if he was a man on a chain. And you were the one holding it.
This was not supposed to be happening. Not like this. Frollo was... He was tempted. He was extremely tempted. He did not want to be tempted! He did not want to be lured by your feminine allure and your seducing gestures! Why. Why were you seducing him!? He was supposed to kill you, not fall for your antics dammit! He was literally getting flustered now, much to his embarrassment. And the way you pressed your body against his, as if trying to get as close as physically possible? It was really, REALLY making him nervous.
“Don't... you even DARE ...think that I am enjoying this! I... I am simply attempting to ...to” he began to trail off, unable to even think straight. And the more he was trying to desperately deny your claims, the more amused you became with the show. Without warning, you took another step forward and pressed your hips against him... pinning him with one of your thighs. Both of your bodies rubbing on one another as you adjusted your position again. Wanting to see just how hollow his words actually were.
And now he was definitely flustered. And you could tell. His breathing hastened, and he was literally going bright red. Frollo was trembling. And the fact that you could sense just how aroused he was, just made it worse. Because... Your intimate areas were rubbing against his, and there was not a single inch of space between the two of you. “S-Stop... this, you... Y-You witch..!”
His eyes widened as soon as you stepped into him further. You were just getting as intimate as could be. Your thighs and hips were rubbing against him. And it was making him... He was literally drooling now. Frollo was speechless. And he literally was making a mess out of himself. Like... He looked like a fool! One of the most dangerous people in the country, was... drooling... His mouth was open slightly, looking like he was going to say something. But instead, he closed his mouth shut again, and looked almost ashamed. As if he had been caught doing something humiliating.
Your eyes just lit up at the sight while you showed off your teeth with a shit-eating grin, confirming how amused you were by the situation. You tried making yourself even taller than before, as if trying to take away his confidence height-wise as well. You were having this heart-to-heart exchange with him face to face. Your face now literal millimetres away from his, intimidating.
But then you did something that caught him off guard, as you licked off the saliva that was dribbling down his mouth. Your tongue firstly stroking his spit-covered chin before seductively brushing it up to the crook of his mouth where the running drool started. But your tongue quickly wandered to his upper lip, sending a shock right through his veins. Your warm and sweet tongue began teasingly brushing left and right over the entrance of his lips, attempting to pry them open for a good three seconds before pulling back. You glanced at him right in the eye again, a cheeky glint in your eyes. “Aww, you poor man~ He almost spilled..~ Are you actually gonna soil yourself in front of me?” you purred with a tease.
As soon as you started licking the drool off of his lips, He got an electrical shock. A wave of pure nervousness and tingles running down his veins. The blush on his cheeks was getting redder, and you could hear his heartbeat. The saliva that was dropped, got licked up by you. You were staring at him so seductively. A warm, sweet feeling, of just pure ecstasy was flowing through his body.
And the way you were so close to him. You really were an actual princess. Or the queen of sin, rather. He looked like he was about to just collapse. Frollo... His wide eyes were now looking at your lips when you pulled back, and you could see the desire in them. And when you licked the saliva from his lips... He almost- almost let out a moan. He was literally about to melt away.
The priest's entire face flushed a deep, deep red. His blush was... it was so obvious to you, along with the fact that he was salivating at this. But the fact that you licked it off...? You could practically see his entire world begin to break down, right after that. You didn't just break his walls down. You obliterated them. He didn't know what to say. You were just... Ah, God. so, so cruel.
The way you did just that. The way you licked it. It was... Oh, heavens. You would be an absolute demon in bed. He blinked, shaking his head and basically still drooling all over himself. Damn it. What in the world.
“You... You b-bitc-... Yo-... wh-” He couldn't get a word out. He was too stunned. All of the blood in his body seemed to be rushing down to his cheeks at once. And he could feel a warm liquid start to soak into his undergarments. Yes. That thing, the thing that he desperately didn't want to get hard. He clenched his jaws shut, as he started to sweat. He didn't know how to react or respond. You were playing with him at this point. You could practically see the steam rising off of his head. And he could feel the liquid seeping into his cloth.
This whole situation was just mortifying to Frollo, both for his reputation and pride. He tried to take a step back, but he was getting too caught up in his own... reaction, to realize he had his back pressed against the wall in here. He could feel his breathing getting heavier. And just his reaction of shock was more than enough to keep you going, as your hand clung to the back of his neck, your fingertips digging into his flesh again. “I can’t help but wonder what other places are getting hot and moist for me” you purred with a mischievous chuckle, leaning in close to his face once again.
“I recommend you stay in line” you murmured with a sense of warning as you took his bottom lip between your teeth, the tip of your canine pressing into it. Your hot and damp tongue came in contact with it as you pressed it against his parted lips, teasingly tracing it against the entrance of his lips but never actually going inside his mouth... Smearing your saliva over the base of his lips, while you seductively sucked his bottom lip, just watching how long he could keep it up before losing his sense of self control
His body was quaking. His frame was like a leaf in the wind. He was being absolutely manhandled. The way you nibbled his lip, you were making his legs go weak. There were no words. There were just... sounds. Sounds coming from his throat, as the heat and moisture inside him really began to build up. The way you continued to use your tongue. The way you continued to play with his lip like a cat with a ball of yarn. It felt like this was never going to end. And he... his moans. You could hear his voice. Those soft moans, that were only for you to hear. He was losing focus, and he did not care. His body getting wet. And it was all your fault. You were doing this to him. You were teasing him, playing with him like a puppeteer.
His lips were now opening up for you. His mouth inviting. Something which made your eyes darken with glee as you got the ultimate invitation from him. Not hesitating for any second thoughts. Your tongue slowly wandered in and began brushing against his inner lip, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of having your tongue deep into the back of his mouth. You pressed it in further, going slightly deeper as you rubbed your tongue against his gum tissue. Before reaching the inferior labial frenulum, as you teasingly slid your tongue over it. And that... that was an especially loud moan, coming from a person like Frollo, who's usually calculated and reserved. Reserved on that level, as it was clear he was enjoying this right now.
He was being completely seduced and he didn't care. His vocal groans were beginning to fill the room. The way your tongue was exploring his mouth... It was sending shivers down his spine. His eyes widening as he felt himself start to become damp. Your hand, wrapped around the back of his neck with your fingers pressing into his flesh. He liked how you were being so rough and so dominating at the moment. But your comment, about his other... moistened areas. He felt a hot liquid rushing through his body as he thought about it, as if he was being cooked alive.
He was just completely, utterly, and miserably lost in you. His eyes were staring at yours, with that warm glaze of lustful desire. And he was letting his inner demons play with his soul. They weren't being suppressed anymore. They were getting out, completely free. He was struggling to keep himself from just giving into you. He was almost tempted to just... get on the bed, and invite you on top of him. His lips were now completely split apart. His mouth was inviting you to go in deeper. To do whatever you pleased. The tip of his tongue was inviting you. And you could practically taste his wet tongue. His breath was starting to falter. The way you rubbed against his gums, the movement was so perfect and experienced. Frollo's entire body felt hot and wet. And it was making him want more. So much more.....
You could definitely tell he was getting desperate. His tongue eagerly and impatiently begging for it to intertwine with yours. He wanted your tongue at the back of his throat... And feeling eager, he desperately began to lick at you, desperate to taste you. And wanting to feed into that desperation, you began moving your tongue up and down, making the tip of his tongue rub over yours. Right before your tongue began wandering, slipping it flat on top of his. You slowly began pressing your tongue to the back of his throat, using his tongue as a guide as you slid it down to his tonsils, rubbing them. Sometimes pulling back for just a few seconds before teasingly sliding it down again, keeping him needy for more.
He was practically begging for it by now. His mouth was literally begging for your tongue to get deeper. But you were just teasing him so hard, and that's what was making this so hot. The way your tongue was moving, it was like a damn tongue dance. And you were playing the damn instrument that was his mouth perfectly. Teasing his tongue, nibbing at it and just being absolutely filthy with him. His mouth was just yours now.
You were literally eating him, was the only thing Frollo could think. He couldn't help but groan out as soon as your tongue went deeper inside his mouth, sliding alongside his own tongue. Your warm, wet tongue was rubbing against the sensitive skin in there, and you were teasing his mouth. You were making him melt. You were... making him weak. His neck and back started to arch involuntarily. The way you slid it down his throat as it touched his tonsils... The priest's body was starting to jerk. His eyes went blank, as he let out moans and gasps. It felt like you were controlling his mind and body, and that only made him feel even more desperate and in need of you.
Frollo was in a trance, practically. You were just so tempting. So delicious. His voice was turning into pure moans as he opened his mouth, letting out the sound of a beg. It was as if he was trying to say he wanted it. That this was what he wanted. His jaw was opened, his hands were hanging limp besides his body, behaving so submissively. The minister, who had been feared by everybody around him, was just completely done for.
You pulled back for a bit, as he moaned out in relief. A string of saliva now connecting your tongue with his mouth. “Don't go rabid on me now. You've been wanting this for a long, long time, hmm?” you teased him as one of your hands travelled towards his chin, before you started pressing your thumb into his mouth. You pressed your finger on his tongue, sliding it further to the back of his throat, threatening to make him gag if he disobeyed and forcing his jaw open even further. “Be a big boy and open up wide for me..~” you purred with a sadistic giggle, tempting him by sticking out your tongue.
There was no way out of this. His expression now completely rearranged from frustrated, to a look which was flaring with excitement. He was literally sweating. In one move, you had basically turned him from an egotistical man, into your own personal toy at your disposal. You owned him. Even when he got some of his control back when you moved your mouth away from him, he didn't wanna stop what you were doing. He was just hopelessly addicted to you, His brain was you. Nothing BUT you.
“You're playing under my rules now, minister.”
And he was just another piece of your collection to satisfy your needs.
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🐸 Prince Naveen x Female Reader (NSFW) 🚩 (smut)
💃Happy marital life after the wedding~
▪︎Words: 2110
▪︎Warnings: Teasing, Cunninglingus, Naveen going down on reader on the dinnertable.
😭💕 Wrote this two weeks ago, I'm getting more comfortable with smut writing. Hope y'all enjoy! This is my second instalment of the 'Disney x reader' series 😁 first was Prince Philip. Please enjoy!
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Cooking is a part of your love language, anything to do with taking good care of your loved ones never tires you out.
Firmly handling a long wooden spoon, you swirled through a bubbling pot of gumbo, nice and slow in the thick stew. The rich meaty mixed vegetables flavor filled the entire kitchen, every breath you'd take in would be a delicious meal as you hummed a jazz tune to yourself.
Even from afar, there was a lovely shine on your slightly sweaty skin casted down from the golden crystal lights fixed to the ceiling. Popping your hips out to every few beats of the boiling pot you continuously stirred. Oh, you couldn't wait to eat right after your husband comes back from his music band, dinner always tasted better with a loved one.
. . .
Click.
Right on time, you heard the soft thud of the front door knob opening and a faint scuffle of shoes being taken off. At that familiar sound, a happy tingly feeling rose from your stomach, not just because you were starting to feel a little peckish but you were looking forward to seeing someone...
A pair of muffled footsteps led towards the kitchen and gave you a lovely surprise.
Hearing a low melodic whistle from behind, you instantly smile and throw back a glance over your shoulder. "Oh you're absolutely glowing, my evangeline. Glowing!" Naveen said enthusiastically, leaning his side against the doorway, his sparkling teeth and wide smile never failing to lift the tiredness within you from a good day's work, his princely presence alone cheering your spirits.
Your lips spread into a loving warm smile as a chuckle rose out of you. "Why thank you, Naveen, you're looking more handsome than usual." And goodness gracious he really was, wearing sleek long pants with that favourite white polo shirt of his, the sleeved clumsily rolled up at the elbows and revealing his firm arms crossed over each other. Emphasizing the muscles there, like he was barely containing himself from springing his arms around you.
"Of course, of course. It is both a burden and a treat to be as unbelievably handsome as I am~" He eagerly ran a hand through his luscious hair and kept it behind his head, posing unashamedly for your eyes. Never failing to reel chuckles and laughter out of you, anytime and any day.
“Uh huh, right. It must be so hard for you, baby.”
He nodded in an exaggerating fashion. "It IS very hard to have a beautiful person such as yourself by my side…” His eyes shut as he loudly breathed in the air, pausing dramatically. “Mmmmm, it smells delicious… Absolutely divine." His eyes reopened and stayed on you like a target, hardly sparing a glance to your side where the stew you cooked was. "Why don't we get comfortable and…”
“-And miss out on dinner? Naveen, we best keep our stomachs full before anything else.” You lightly said, a scolding tone as you shook your head for good measure at his teasing expression.
Putting down the wooden spoon on a plate, you heard a deep, almost mischievous chuckle.
"Oh, I know a way to get full…"
As if he couldn't wait any longer, Naveen gleefully leapt and wrapped his strong arms around you, lifting you off your feet with little effort as you yelped being brought out of the kitchen, his grip slightly crushing your breasts and you grumbled when your toes barely grazed the ground.
Like a floating water lily unable to move as easily against rippling water, you felt like you were floating as he carried you onto the dining table.
"Naveen–" Before any protest could come out of your mouth, his lips mashed into yours and sent your body an explosion of tingles to course through.
Not wanting to fall, you had your hands propped behind you on the table surface and continued the harmonic kiss as his warm firm hands fondled the fleshiness of your thighs for his own pleasure. Inching higher and higher towards your hips, massaging gently as his hands dipped underneath the elastics of your underwear and tugged downwards.
Any and all protest disappeared from your mind when a breeze flowed by as your underwear was gone, and you heard a slip of fabric followed by an undone belt falling to the floor.
"I've been looking forward to this meal, princess." His mouth latched to the sensitive nub, with little pressure at first while his fingers rubbed and probed around your vulva in lazy circles to get you worked up. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him closer for better pleasure.
And it was working.
Round and round your labia, working up a slow rhythm that build up a delicious heat in your tightening core, but his chuckles added a cherry on top vibration onto that
It didn't take long with the help of his fingertips, like the skilled musician that he is, played you like a fiddle to spur on your release, your tensed thighs relaxing around his head, an audible sigh of relief letting out from you.
Wow…
"So, how was it, (Name)?"
A slightly sweatier Naveen smirked sweetly up at you, breathing a little heavier, his long tongue running over his glistening wet lips in a smug fashion as if he was savoring your taste and to get a reaction out of you.
You wheezed out an answer with a dazed smile, weakly rolling your eyes at his display, trying to glance down to his handsome face in a pearly sheen from the sweat.
"Very… Very satisfied."
That would be enough for a long while until the next time you'll make love with him.
"Then I'm about to do it again," his happy response was swift like his readied tongue when he dove back down in between your thighs, to your dripping entrance, continuing his expert strokes and rapid flicks on your vulva.
Hardly appearing to be exhausted though you were sure his jaw would've been sore and aching now as his flicking tongue twisted and turned in so many different angles you never knew was possible, worked another explosive orgasm out of you.
Your curling toes, calves tensed as he never stopped his tired tongue from lapping up your juices.
"Ah. I-I already came," half-mewls kept slipping from your lips. "You can rest," you breathed hard and heavy and called out to the head deep in-between your thighs, your fingers interlaced with his dark locks of hair tugging a little to get his attention. "Naveen!"
"I'll stop once you've begged for more~" Now that isn’t fair, that logic of his never helps you at all and he knows that! What a greedy prince.
"Please, don't give me more," you gasped at his sped up tonguing, like adding firewood to a burning furnace. He kept firing you up.
"Naveen! I won't kiss you today if you don't take a break," you grumbled a warning, sweating like rain, meaning every word you said.
Hearing you, he paused, cool puffs of breath closely fanning over your slit and making you twitch but giving you a chance to take in a proper deep breath.
"Fine by me, princess– I'll just kiss your other lips, they look more lonely." The pounding in your chest intensified as your hands clenched onto the table edge, mentally you weren't prepared for his determination in peppering you in ravenous affection.
His tongue resumed drawing all over your intimates, specially licking up any essence of your obvious arousal glistening under the chandelier lights like a pearl.
"From my glorious time being a frog, I have learned to never underestimate what nature can teach you." He added before lowering his entire face down, your hips involuntarily jolting at feeling the sudden pleasures multiplying the second his lips began to kiss your very clit, no doubt swollen from his previous workings.
Almost making you feel jealous of your own…. Self.
Then came his tongue. Oh gosh, his tongue!
It penetrated your stickiness, lava hot, made you squirm involuntarily on the edge of the dinner table. Twisting and turning inside of you skillfully, inch by inch, scissoring you while his fingers prodded around your labia teasingly like he didn't know what to do.
Pleasurable torture is the only way you could describe it as you breathed in through gritted teeth, eyes barely focusing on the chandelier above, your shaky hand pulling onto a tuff of his hair gently.
Every time you even tried to move away from his tongue, his other hand slipped around your waist and secured you in place while his silken tongue kept dancing along your inner walls, his soft lips brushing against your lower ones.
He was french kissing you in another way, gosh. And you were so weak to him.
Finally, your whole body froze and shuddered as you climaxed, locking Naveen's face against your slick for a few seconds until your limbs slackened.
A quiet gasp for air came from below you before a small burst of laughter came.
Both of you needed a moment to breathe deeply, your face flushed in a light sheen of sweat, which was laughable in comparison to Naveen's overly pleased smirk as he rose to his feet, his chest equally as heaving as yours.
Another comfortable moment passed by.
I… really appreciated it. You didn't have to do this so soon, Naveen…" You caressed his cheek, your thumb gently rubbing his cheekbone, watching the warm dark skin turn shades darker beneath... And your wetness shining around his mouth.
He smiled in full satisfaction and leaned into your touch, his blushing never gets old, you knew he really was a sucker for compliments especially from you. "But I really enjoyed it, thank you, honey."
"Oh believe me, it was my pleasure, darling." Yeah you believed him, a certain hard poke at your thigh from below his waistband reminded you that it's going to be your turn to satisfy him.
"Well, It's about time I give you a reward," you smiled wide teasingly, slowly unbuttoning your shirt underneath the apron, his eyes sparkled, you could almost hear his anticipating excitement, following every inch of exposed skin before your apron blocked him. "But first, dinner. I made some good o' gumbo, and we should eat it while it's piping hot." You said smoothly, pushing yourself off the table and stabilizing on wobbly legs.
Naveen laughed out hard and rubbed his belly, joking. "I think I've already eaten plenty—" Oh the gull on this man.
"—Oh no you don't, fun comes later, I will not let you be with an empty stomach no matter how 'full' you say you are. Now come on, honey." You gently cut him off with reddened cheeks, shaking your head in disapproval at him. "There will be no skipping dinner while I'm here, not on my watch."
He jokingly rolled his eyes when you placed a hand on his hard chest and lightly pushed him for you so you'd be able to get unstuck between him and the dinning table.
Smiling, he let you push him to the side as you sauntered into the kitchen, him naturally following you to provide some help in bringing out the plates and utensils to the table. Teamwork always sped things up.
Using two hand towels to grab the hot handles of the still boiling pot, you heaved it onto a pre-prepared thick cloth on the dining table. Naveen already set up the soup bowls for both you and him, large plates and tall glasses for water. All that's left was to bring out the fluffy rice and dinner would be served at last.
Out of nowhere, your husband nervously blurted out as you were about to sit down. "I love you, my princess, I adore you." His glimmering eyes seemed to stare straight into your soul and captured your love all over again.
You paused mid-way and smiled lovingly, "I'd say the same in a heartbeat if I wasn't starving, but I do too. I love you, Naveen."
And just like that, both you and him leaned in over the dining table and kissed briefly... Which turns into one long smooch, leading to three then the loud rumbling of his stomach interrupted the moment right on cue. He sheepishly grinned, "guess I'd better eat before loving."
"My stomach agrees," you giggled, the powerful smell of the gumbo stew making your mouth salivate, and you weren't the only one, looking at Naveen eyeing the soup across from you.
Dinner that evening was a lovely overflow of laughter, praises, conversations and much later a lot of fun loving.
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Night Raven Professor Poll
Who's your favorite professor/staff member at Night Raven? From Crowley to the Culinary Crucible Ghosts, who's your favorite and why?
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hades smut hcs ; 18+
requested by ; anonymous (17/05/23)
fandom(s) ; disney’s hercules
fandom masterlist(s) ; here
character(s) ; hades
outline ; “hiii :] i was wondering if you could write some nsfw and sfw hcs of hades (disneys version) being your s/o? thank you so much!!!! im 19 btw, less then a month from turning 20!”
warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, dom!hades, temperature play, impact play, orgasm denial, edging, punishments, hand jobs, bondage (including with the use of a pillory), pet name kink (sir / my king), dirty talk, public teasing, collaring and leashing, choking kink, oral sex (male receiving)
minors and ageless blogs will be blocked
hades is a dominant person by nature because of his desire to be in control and in a position of power over others — which lends itself to him being a very strict dom both in and out of the bedroom who isn’t afraid to punish you for acting out of turn
his go to final punishment (i.e. his last resort punishment after you’ve exhausted his warnings) is putting you in a pillory and subjecting you to all sorts of sensation play: light burning with just his hands combined with open palm spanking whilst making you count each hit, playing with your [pussy/cock] until you’re on the edge of climax before pulling away and repeating that several times over until you’re sobbing and begging for release, making you state your ‘offences’ whilst he plays with you and stopping every time you stutter or make a mistake to make you start over again, etc.
of course he’s mindful of your boundaries and will stop when your safe word is called, but before that point he’s very strict with punishments when it comes to you
he loves it when you’re vocal, especially if you call him things along the lines of ‘sir’ or ‘my king’ — the former lends to your dom/sub dynamic and will cause him to praise you for your obedience, and the latter will get you fucked stupid because he really loves when you highlight the role he is owed
hades is the absolute king of dirty talk and knows exactly what to say to drive you mad and arouse you in front of others without ever laying a hand on you — or what to say when he’s deep inside of you just to make you whimper or sob for him
he definitely gets off on seeing you in positions of complete submission — such as when you’re kneeling with your wrists tied behind your back, mouth open and ready to suck him off as he sits on his makeshift throne (bonus points if you have a collar and leash on for him to tug on and choke you every few seconds just to feel your pulse spike)
for as dominant as he is, hades is also extremely playful with you in the bedroom: teasing, mimicking some of the little sounds you make, joking around with you, and just generally making you laugh and keeping the mood relatively light — he’s still in charge, make no mistake about that, but when he’s not punishing you he’s also got an affinity for having fun in the bedroom
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Honor Among Thieves
Captain Hook x Fem! Reader | 2.5k
⎯⎯ summary ‣‣‣ “On an ordinary summer day my friends and I are having fun at the beach when suddenly Captain Hook and his pirates come seemingly out of nowhere and attack, causing chaos. I try to escape, even so much as to reach the car my friends and I used to get there, but I get caught and by one of the pirates and taken.”
⎯⎯ content warnings & tags ‣‣‣ dubcon, penis in vagina sex, creampie, fem! oral receiving, dom! Hook, body worship, fingering, breast kink, praise, dirty talk and pet names.
⎯⎯ requested by ‣‣‣ the wonderful @disney-girl67.
⎯⎯ banner credits ‣‣‣ the lovely @cafekitsune.
The intensifying heat of the sun today was rather unbearable for my liking—I had to make sure the amount of sunscreen I applied was just right for my skin in regards to basking in the summer heat. Thankfully, my best friends had some spare bottles of lotion perfect for our trip to the beach. We’ve packed just the best meals suitable for our picnic date; it’s been a while since we’ve taken a week off of an exhausting day of work, and an opportunity arose when we were given a discount to a beach getaway!
I drew a satisfying breath, taking in the fresh breeze that blew from the east side of the coast. Apart from the overwhelming heat of the sun, it was quite refreshing to take a time off of the monotonous city where industries and businesses collided in chaos. The palm trees danced lively by the breathtaking view, the birds chirping happily as we booked a stay at the chalet nearby.
“So, Ashley, what do you think of this spot so far?” I asked.
“It’s perfect,” my friend smiled. “Summer is a godsend, especially these days. The weather may be humid, but other than that their services are properly managed. I can’t stand always having to work under our boss lately. So I’ve decided to take a leave!”
“May I add that this particular sea stands out because there’s lots of treasure underneath.” my other friend commended. “Rumors say there used to be pirates here, but I believe they’re long dead after getting shipwrecked.”
“Pirates?” I asked, sitting upright, fixing my bikini. “Wait, are you saying, this place isn’t safe for visitors like us?”
“Relax, friend,” my other friend spoke, laughing. “It’s just a scary story spread all across this village. I’m sure that with all the legal authorities becoming more aware of the troubles they cause, they're probably thrown into prison by now.”
“Good, good.” I replied.
“Anyways, I think now is the right time to go in for a dive! The deeper, the better!”
“Wait, guys, but-“
My friends ignored me this time. They left me without any explanation to stay, leaving me to rot in my own thoughts of whether there were potential thieves roaming around the place. But I’ve decided I won’t back down. I left the patio, without any other reason to make excuses for why I refused to go in for a swim. Out of guilt, I just kept on going, leaving all my worries behind.
My friends and I ran towards the seaside, happy and carefree of the world’s stressors. We even threw some handfuls of sand at each other and splashed some seawater the moment we went for a swim.
I found it difficult to keep up with my friends this time, the way they swam around the beach and took pictures of the glittering waters. But I dared not to be a killjoy as of this moment, I complied with their requests to have fun regardless.
As we swam recklessly by the sea, I noticed the sight of a large, wooden ship approaching from a distance, seemingly approaching towards us. I felt all along that my gut instinct was right. I tried my best to not falter at first, but knowing they could kill if we didn’t surrender our belongings was something I was truly terrified of.
“Ashley! Lottie! Mary!” I called out. “There’s a ship approaching! Let’s gather around and leave!”
“[Name], you’re being incredibly ridiculous.” my friend Mary laughed. “Those can’t be pirates! It looks like a normal ship!”
“But-“
My friends ignored my pleas, so I had no other choice but to leave the seaside. I was deathly worried about their wellbeing since pirates aren’t to be trusted regardless, but I started to give less fucks about others and focus on my own needs. This is it. I left my friends and made my way back to the beach house, running half naked and sweaty from the intense blanket of heat that filled the air.
“Take a closer look, Murphy,” scoffed a pirate from the ship as he used his binoculars to zoom into the sight of my friends swimming. “We eating good tonight, aren’t we?”
“Damn right. Nothing more than a bunch of bombshells worth taking in for the night.” Black Murphy laughed loudly. “James will surely be having fun by the end of the day. From what I understand, he’s already by the shore holding some random bitch hostage.”
“Right! Hah. The Captain should consider himself lucky.”
And there I was. I finally arrived at the beach house, surprised to find the door to our room locked. Pleas of someone could be heard from inside, and I didn’t know what to do other than bang the door from outside. The voice was muffled, which made me realize that whoever the captor was turned out to be someone not to be messed with.
My heart raced upon this discovery. Who could have possibly thought there was someone else inside the compound? I tried using all of my strength to open the door. I tried, and tried, and tried…..
And with all my brute force, I managed to successfully pry the door open. I was then met with an unexpected scene.
There in the corner of the room stood a tall, dark figure dressed in red, while his other hand was replaced with some sort of hook. He apparently was holding some sort of knife with his other hand, and it turned out that the identity of who he just killed was the manager of the beach house me and my friends stayed in. The figure took a step forward, revealing himself to be none other than a pirate captain.
I tried to leave, but another one of his pirates grabbed me by the wrists from behind, pushing me to the ground and swiftly locking the door from outside. It was unknown as to how this happened, but I knew from the bottom of my heart that this was coming.
“Looking as gorgeous as you always were, lovely stranger.” the pirate spoke softly. “Say, are you perhaps here for a trip?”
“Um, yes?” I hesitantly replied. “Who could you be?”
“That doesn’t matter, my dear. In fact, your name doesn’t matter to me either. Say, what are your thoughts about a relationship of give and take? Worry not, for I won’t harm you, as long as you do exactly as I say.”
“Huh????”
“I came here to claim five million bucks from this entire resort. Provided you and your friends do exactly as we please, your lives shall be spared.”
“What???!!!” I protested, attempting to get up and reach for the door behind me. “No, I must have known…!! You-you must be the captain!!! Please, captain, spare our lives!!!”
“Why, if it isn’t the right answer, hm? My name is Captain Hook, I also go by the name James. Though this info won’t matter by the time I’m done with you.”
I froze, unsure of how to react in the face of such a threat. I attempted to stand up, only for the captain to kneel on one knee and unfasten my bikini straps.
“Please…..” I begged. “Let me go! I’ll do anything!!!”
“Is that so? Why then, don’t resist.” Captain Hook smirked.
I frankly hated how this was turning me on.
He moved his hook down my breasts, groping it with the thin piece of metal while his other hand caressed my cheek.
“Such a beautiful, sensitive little thing.” he cooed. “Gods must have sent you to serve as my personal pet.”
Tears formed in my eyes as I disobeyed his request and resisted the captain’s touch, only for him to pull me inward. He kneaded on my breasts gently and leaned closer to suckle on my nipples, which was already hard at the sight of his tall stature. He swirled his tongue around it, moaning gently as the sounds of sloppy slurps filled the room.
I hated how good it made me feel. I shivered at the thought of a random stranger’s face up my breasts, but there was no denying that he was extremely good at it. A part of my mind wandered on the scenario where he claimed a number of bodies. From the charm of his facial hair surrounding his features, to his enigmatic smile, it left me with chills—and they weren’t exactly that of the bad type.
He didn’t stop, oh, he didn’t. The more I held back a moan, he just kept sucking in long slurps that left me soaking in my arousal. My breath hitched at the sight of his unshaved face lapping and salivating against my breasts, carefully caressing it as he pulled away.
“Mmmmmhhhh~”, I groaned in frustration.
“What a cute, desperate pet.” Captain Hook whispered. “If all it takes for you to grow wet is to have someone suckle on those stress balls, then you must be a really needy whore after all.”
“Please……I need it….I need it so bad!!!” I protested, desperate for release.
“Eager for my cock?” Captain Hook asked. “Well, you might want to exercise a little patience, my dear. Good things don’t always come in easy packages. Now, let’s take this off from you, shall we?”
With that, he tore my panties off with a clenched fist, leaving my naked form to sulk in hopelessness and frustration. He wasn’t the type to give warnings, for he was quite straight up with what he wanted to do. He was all powerful. That only gave way for me to feel worthless and pathetically needy for his touch.
“Mmmmmm……already this wet? Hah. How pathetic.”
He didn’t give warnings, indeed. I knew he had it in him when he dove into my cunt, kissing the nub gently as he rubbed his finger against it. I felt as if I was about to squirt too early, but I held it in. Then comes the hard part. The fingers. He stuck two fingers in me, forcing his way in without any form of lube or prep. With the burning pain slowly melting away into pleasure, I let him swirl his tongue around my clit without any form of inhibitions after all. The captain yapped and lapped at my vaginal fluids, overflowing to an extent of it streaming down my cunt. It felt warm, pleasurable, and on top of all that, I felt like I was about to catch feelings for the man.
His digits began curling upward, making me wince at the length of his fingers, yet still aroused. The slight curve didn’t bother me in the slightest. It felt so good, and I for once didn’t mind squirting and cumming all over his face for all I cared.
“Ahhhh, I’m close,” I moaned. Captain Hook drove his mouth deeper, giving my clit a rough suck before pulling away. Leaving my entrance gaping with fluid, he chuckled smugly.
“You taste divine, pet. Hmmm….I think you’re ready to take all of me now. Just relax.”
Captain Hook let go of my figure, turning to his pants as he pulled the upper section down. I wasn’t expecting the sight of at least ten inches of trouser action, and I grew hopelessly frustrated by the fact that it still wasn’t shoved deep in me.
“Now, now, dear.” Captain Hook spoke. “This won’t be lasting quite long. After all, you’re already this close.”
Spreading my legs wider, the captain rubbed my clit with his cock, enabling me to make use of my energy in humping right back. I held the throbbing length, and felt its texture before he slipped it right inside me with force.
”AGH!!” I squealed.
“What, don’t you like it?” Captain Hook asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Keep going….It burns, but, keep….going!”
“I see. Well, then who am I to deny you what you want.”
With one thrust, he drove his cock inside me and started to slowly rock in and out of my cunt. It felt euphoric, really, the way he handled me roughly and recklessly without any filter. To compensate for his efforts of ramming through my walls, I fucked him back.
My breasts wobbled as my body grew used to the pleasure judging from the growing speed of his thrusts. He was brutal, violent, just like any other pirate would be when faced with an incoming threat. Gripping my cheeks tightly, Captain Hook used his superior strength to lift my limbs upward to gain a better access towards my core. He kept hitting, and hitting the spot, so much that I could feel myself cumming in less than five whole minutes. I arched and mewled against his grasp, the sounds of skin slapping against skin becoming more apparent. I began to develop no care for whoever overheard our little affair going on. All I needed was to reach completion at the hands of this charming stranger.
Captain Hook was also growing desperate over time. His moans grew more animalistic, muttering a ‘yes’ repeatedly as he was about to lose composure. When I felt a tinge of pleasure spark from within my heated core, that was when he chose to pick up speed. He then leaned closer to feel my neck with his face, leaving hickeys all over as he continued to bite down the layers of thin skin. I yelped in pain for a moment as the sensation slowly turned into pleasure the way he bit on the right spots.
If only he could see my face right then and there, I would have been humiliated from that point onward. Then he did.
“Ah, ah, ah, no looking elsewhere.” Captain Hook muttered under his breath, panting hard. “Eyes on me. Show me how much you crave this feeling.”
“I—Mmmmmmhhhh….!!! Please, I’m….I’m gonna…..”
“Hold it off, little one. Have your master do all the work.”
With all his strength, Captain Hook grabbed my hips tightly, the hilt of his cock ramming in and out of my heat. The slaps against my ass were wet and loud, our moans matching each other like a symphony.
“Agh!!!! Captain!!!” I trembled in excitement. “Ahhhhh~”
I wailed his name (James) as Captain Hook thrusted so deep into my core. My walls fluttered and throbbed hard that it was almost a crime for him to pull out of me. I shook against him, crying like a bitch in heat as I felt like the whole world had just shattered before my eyes. Captain Hook spurted his seed balls deep in me, his cum surrounding itself all over my dripping cunt. I let out a deep sigh, realizing the whole mess I’ve been engaging with in the company of a complete stranger.
“Hah……Hahhhhh……..”
Captain Hook didn’t even budge, his cock already retreating from my walls in a slow, yet steady fashion.
“Such a filthy, disgusting little mutt.” he said, putting his cock back in and leaving me to sulk by the edge of the doorstep. “Get up.”
Captain Hook grabbed my cute, pink bikini, tossing it before my face.
“What is your name?”
“[Name].”
“You did well, [Name],” he said. “Judging by the looks of it, you owe me several nights of complete entertainment. Come outside when you’re ready. I’m more than willing to bring you into my ship.”
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Hi. Can you write a smut story with love at first sight between me (the female reader) and my favorite Disney villain Captain James Hook from Peter Pan please? I have a serious fangirl crush on him.
Captured — Captain James Hook x reader
a/n: I got kind of carried away sorry!! so i put a * to symbolise where the smut begins so please scroll down to that if you’d like to skip over any plot parts :)
warnings: nsfw 18+, p in v, creampie, fem!Oral receiving, dom!Hook, body worship, fingering, breast kink, praise kink, dirty talk and pet names, lmk if i missed anything
Heavy waves of water splashed across the wooden boards of the large ship. The pitter patter of the onslaught of rain making it even more difficult to hear anything, not to mention the numerous voices yelling out things that barely made any sense.
So to have the blindfold taken off your eyes felt like the ultimate relief you needed after being ripped from your bed in the middle of the night, all as Hooks act of retaliation against Peter. The relief, although you were shameful to admit, was mixed with a bit of anticipation.
You knew this Captain James Hook wasn’t exactly the best person, however you had heard all of these wild stories about him and yet the chance to ever catch a glimpse of him was simply not one you got.
So as you blinked profusely, chasing those black spots away from your vision, the sight you saw in front of you was certainly not expected…but definitely not unappreciated.
Stood at least a head taller than you was a man with dark features, he had black long curls that had most definitely been treated well by the many years spent out at sea. His blue eyes, matching that of the current stormy sky, scanned you up and down, almost trying to read you before you were swept up by the oceans tides. The facial hair he adorned seemed to add to his charm, almost too neat for a man out at sea but perfect for a person of his stature, for a captain. His outfit consisted of a clean almost translucent white shirt, with intricate designs stitched into it, tucked into a pair of dark brown breeches. However the main accent piece of it all had to be his long deep dark red coat, the shade a complete match of blood and the golden accents adorned across the rich velvet material seemed to make the whole outfit perfect. Not a single curl was out of place yet as the wind and rain whipped around your shivering body, you knew you, unlike him, looked a mess.
Being dragged from bed at nearly two in the morning left you barefoot in a white nightgown and your hair drenched down to the last strand. Hands bound together by tight knots of thick rope and the blindfold once covering your eyes was left dangling around your neck.
“well we’ll see how long it takes for him to pay to get such a pretty little thing back”
Hooks voice was not something you were expecting, the words were accentuated and clear like that of a highly positioned and well mannered person, however the strong rasp in it had you weak in the knees ready to do anything he asked.
So when he asked you to follow him below deck, well, you did just that.
Away from the hustle and bustle of the action of the other crew members the two of you ended up in a quaint little room slightly hidden below deck. Inside was a bed to the corner, a wooden box as a table and a slightly smaller box you assumed was meant to be a chair. Cutting the ropes loose with his hook hand he grabbed onto your wrist, harshly pulling you against his chest until you could feel the hard muscles tensed, pushing against the swell of your chest.
“you’re not to move from this room until further notice, food and water will be bought in and you may be escorted down the hall to do your business. If i find you have tried to escape i’ll slit that throat of yours with this hook myself”
Lifting up his hand, the large hook attached to his wrist glinted from the single lamp light, the sharp tip of it pressing against his throat gliding across, a show as to what would happen if you tried to run. The fear in your eyes seemed to show as his mouth upturned into a smirk and there was a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Hot. Scary. But hot.
With that he walked out of the room leaving you to rest until someone came to rescue you.
But you weren’t going to wait for some knight in shining armour, you were stronger than that. The talking and laughter from above had died down by now and you knew this was your chance. Pulling out a hair clip from your pocket you knelt in front of the doors keyhole, inserting it and nudging it around until you heard a loud click. Silently celebrating you knew you had done it.
The celebration was short lived when the door swung open and lo and behold Hook was towering above you with a nasty sneer on his face.
“did you not hear what i said before. Couldn’t get the words through that pretty head huh? too busy staring to listen, is that it?”
his questions were left unanswered while you stared up in fear by his feet, your mouth was slightly ajar as you weren’t prepared but such an outburst.
*smut begins here*
He stared you down for a few seconds before hauling you up by your arms, both your wrists fit into his one large hand. You were pushed until the back of your legs met the edge of the bed, the two of you were once again chest to chest. The pressure of his large tensed thigh unknowingly rubbing against your core through the thin still wet nightgown had you moving uncomfortably. Hook was still berating you with threat after threat until he halted, the word he wanted to say was caught in his throat as he watched you writher. He went to move back, confused, but then he heard you whisper “wait please don’t stop” the pleading in your eyes was something he couldn’t resist, not even the mightiest of men could. So respecting your wishes he didn’t take that step back, rather, he watched intently as you moved yourself back and forth against him. His once slightly ajar mouth now moved into that same ego filled smirk.
“mm good girl just like that, keep going”
His words spurred you on as you were getting close, something that was clear to anyone if they took a look at the growing wet spot against Hooks pants. Suddenly he pushed you back onto the bed, with his knees on either side of you there was no escape, his head lowered, as his lips met yours. The rough facial hair he had tickled against your neck while he explored the skin shown above the gowns neckline, slowly travelling to your breast, his mouth and your nipples separated by the thin sheer gown you had on. Two of his hands came down to the middle of your thighs where the hem of your gown was bunched up, tugging the flimsy material off you, it met the floor along with his jacket.
You were left bare to him quickly trying to wrap your arms around yourself to cover up, but he was quick to notice, grabbing your arms apart he kissed you again, gentler, softer.
“you’re so beautiful, your face, your body, you, everything about you is beautiful and i love you it”
He kisses your lips
“your lips are beautiful”
Then your breasts
“these are so fucking beautiful”
Travelling further down he came to rest at your hips, kissing inwards until one last kiss was pressed against skin just above your clit
“this is especially beautiful, and you’re going to see exactly that”
his compliments left your cheeks feeling hotter than ever.
James described you in a way you couldn’t see yourself, he made you feel unlike anyone had ever made you feel before, and that made you want him more than ever.
So as you felt his tongue explore every crevice of your pussy, you knew this was the right decision…at least it was better than being decapitated right?
You were moaning and writhing around while you felt James tongue all over you, against your clit and sliding across every fold of your vagina, his hand squeezed your breast flicking the hardening nipples, while his hook gently grazed your side, the cold metal providing a sense of relief against your hot body.
“taste so good, fucking nectar to me, could eat you all day” His moans into you only spurred you on pushing you just that bit closer to the edge, until you couldn’t take it anymore, you were grabbing onto the sheets until the veins were prominent in your hand, loud moans escaping your mouth as you felt yourself come. His tongue lapped up every drop the squishy and wet muscle teased your wet and inviting hole, lightly grazing your entrance while your hips bucked at the overstimulating action.
He climbed from between your legs quickly kissing you again, the taste of you heavy on his tongue which wrapped against your own as you fought a losing battle with him. He bowed his head taking one nipple into his mouth while his hand pinched and pulled at the other, the pain relinquished by the gentle strokes of his tongue while you moaned pushing his head further against you. His hand reached your wet dripping pussy, softly brushing against your throbbing clit until he heard your mewls and inserted two fingers.
“i know it’s just your so fuckin’ tight baby need you ready for my cock, don’t want it to hurt you when i slide it in”
He pushed against your warm and wet walls his brain racking with thoughts of how good it would feel having you wrapped around his cock, the positions he would have you in and the things he would do to you. Until he couldn’t take it.
“need to be in this pussy right fucking now” you missed the feeling of his fingers filling you up leaning against your arms to watch him get undressed. The shirt was quick to come off as your eyes fell on his upper torso, slim but still muscular with battle scars littered across it, you couldn’t wait to explore every fucking inch of him, ideas reeling through your mind, your imagination cut short once he had removed any clothing from his bottom half. He was stood fully erected watching your mouth drop open. How the fuck did he fit that in his pants?!
“don’t look so scared honey, we’ll make it fit” he soft smile left you with no doubt about that as you watched him stroke it, the sides had prominent veins that ran up the sides while the tip was a pulsing deep shade of pink.
He then walked towards you leaning over the top of you, he spit into his palm stroking his dick, proceeding to rub himself in between the lips of your pussy. “need to make sure it fits in nice and easy, wanna make you feel real good baby”
He continued rutting up and down, whispered moans left your mouth as each thrust had the tip of his cock hitting against your clit, the smallest amount of pressure left you wanting more and more.
“please just fuck me, please James need it so bad”
“if you’re sure, don’t say i didn’t warn you about preparing you though”
Slowly he eased the tip into you, already you felt like you could take no more, your hand grabbing onto the flesh of his hip, halting him before he tried to continue. Both of you vocalised the feelings you felt as yours was a mix of a yelp and moan while he let out a deep groan. To finally get even just a brief taste of how your pussy would feel around him was enough to have him ready to cum.
He waited until you were ready to continue, further continuing to push himself into you, pulling out as half of him was in, just to again thrust in adding a few more centimetres of himself each time. Until he had finally fully inserted himself into you. You walls clenched and wrapped around him like a glove as you moaned from each thrust, the sensations felt like fireworks every time you closed your eyes. You’ve never felt so full and satisfied in your life and James could say the same, his hips soon were thrusting continuously into you agains and again. He felt you convulse a little before pulling out leaving you frustrated from the climax that was stolen from you. But he was quicker than ever to flip you over, pushing you down on the bed into a deep arch with your ass lifted into the air, swiftly burying himself deep into you once again.
“fuck such a good fuckin’ slut for me. bet you’ve been wanting this since we met, cause i’ve definitely been”
“oh my god yes please harder wanna feel you deeper in me”
And god did he do exactly that.
His thrust didn’t let up and you couldn’t even hold yourself up anymore, resorting to just having your face squashed against the bedsheets.
His hand held onto a handful of your breast pulling you further against him, until he fully pressed your back against his front. James thrust were reaching even further deeper into you from this angle and you felt yourself about to come.
“oh yeah come for me, be a good fucking girl and come all over this dick, my dick”
He rubbed at your clit driving you over the edge until you couldn’t take anymore, convulsing in his arms you came on his cock feeling him release his load into you at the same time with a deep groan. Ropes of his cum shot into you one after the other until he slowly eased his cock out from your sensitive pussy, a trail of his cum following not long after as it dripped out of your hole onto the sheets below.
Rubbing the tip of his dick against your pussy spread the cum everywhere leaving everything in a bigger mess than before, but you were too fucked to even care. That phrase had more meanings than one for you and Hook, as you both heard the clashing of swords come from the deck of the ship.
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Request: Hi ,I saw u write for some Disney villains ,would be okay if I request a smut one-shot with Disney jafar? I prefer the animated version.Thanks for your attention
AN: I made this like a pre-Aladdin Jafar (kinda) but hope you like it!! As a pre-warning, there is a bit of a possession kink going on to kinda play with Jaguar’s narcissistic personality. I tried not to go too far into it since it might be triggering for some people but be warned. Love and kisses
It was late at night. The only sounds were the crickets singing and the last of the markets closing for the night. The dwindling smells of night and spices filled the air. No one noticed a rushing figure covering her head as she head to the falls.
You were making your way to see your Jafar, the silk dupatta he gifted you trailing behind you. You wanted to go to him as soon as you saw the message he left an orchid: Come see me, my night.
The orchid, now in your hair, and many like it had been sent to your room since the last time you two saw each other. With you helping your mother in the market and Jafar being in the palace, the times you see each other are few and far between. But now, you were able to sneak away. And so was he, it seems.
The night was cool and quiet. No one knew of your secret spot for each other near the falls. It was a small patch of grass filled with flowers and their perfumes. A small spring fed into the water from over head, making a small waterfall. The night seemed to be painted on the water as you can clearly see the moon and stars. The twinkling of it tempted you to go in.
You sat there, on top of a blanket, watching the waterfall and the movement of the water while nibbling on one of the treats you made for tonight. You were so hyper focused that you didn’t even realize you weren’t alone until a hand rested on your shoulder.
You raised your hand against your presumed attacker but they caught it before you could do anything. “The night is far too dangerous for a delicate flower like you.”
Immediately you recognized the voice. “I was just waiting for someone.”
The man smiled, stepping into the moonlight so you could see his face. His smirk widened. “Hope you weren’t waiting too long, my night.”
You hugged Jafar, your head barely reaching his chest. He held you against him, having missed you as well. You two stayed like that for a moment, relishing in each other’s embrace.
When he sat down, you shared with him everything you’ve done since you last saw you. You told him about your stand and the new food you’re introducing. You talk about your mom and her usual routine. You fed him the treats you made and smiled as he hummed in approval. And he listened the whole time.
He shared with you the things he had been up to; his usual plans to want to be a greater and better man. You always admired his drive to do better. It took him a long time to get to his position and he always wanted to do better.
By the time you both shared, his head was in your lap. You stroked his head as he looked out at the water. “I missed this,” he sighed.
“I missed you,” you whispered back. You thought he had not heard you until he was rising up and kissed you.
“I’ve missed you more, my night.” He kissed you again, only more heated this time. He wrapped his hands around you and brought you to him, not taking his attention from you. He lifted you up and you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist.
You both began to undress each other, near tearing the clothes off, and discarded them who knows where. The feel of his skin against yours was intoxicating. You had been dreaming of this feeling since the last time you saw him. Damn it, you wanted him so bad.
As if he read your mind, he laid you down on top of the blanket and lifted your leg as he laid between them. He kissed your lips again. He then started to kiss wherever there was skin.
“My night, my orchid, my love, my dearest,” he whispered between kisses. He trailed down to your breasts, slowly taking his time toying with your nipples. He loved how it made you feel. How you near whimpered whenever he kissed or sucked on them.
You were so beautiful to him. The moonlight hitting you from angles that highlighted your beauty. You looked like an angel to him.
He kept moving further down to come face to face with your pussy. Fuck, you were dripping. He used the pad of his thumb to toy with the entrance, collecting your nectar on it and sampling a taste.
“You taste heavenly, my love,” he smiled. He wrapped his arms around your thighs, keeping them spread. “You have to keep looking at me love, or else I’ll stop. Understand?”
You nodded, moaning at the sight. He licked a long stripe before diving in. You tasted so sweet to him. Must have been all those treats you were making. And his eyes. Those gorgeous dark eyes. They watched your movements; how your mouth hung open whenever he sucked on your clit, how you struggled against the hold he had on you. Your eyes started to flutter close but went back to him when he pulled away.
“Fuck,” you moaned out loud. Your voice was slightly more husky with lust. You felt his lips grow into a smile. He gave you one more kiss to your sensitive clit before backing away slightly. He unwrapped one of your thighs to free a hand. He played with your cunt again with the pad of his thumb. Your hand instinctively went to his wrist, trying to slow down the pressure building inside you.
A dark laugh left his lips before he drew his eyes to yours and stopping his movements. “Do I need to restrain you, naughty girl? Let me do my work.”
You let go of him and he slowly entered a finger into you. He stopped for a moment, allowing you to get used to the stretch before he started to move faster. Fuck, it felt good. The memory of countless nights spent in this hidden spot made you squeeze around him.
“I love how you take my fingers,” he smirked. “Reminds me that you are mine. Aren’t you, princess?” You whimpered instead, the words leaving you at the moment. As the movement of his finger stopped, you came back to yourself. “I asked you a question.”
“Yes! Yes I’m yours.” He nodded, satisfied with his answer before he continued with his movements. He added a second finger as a reward, continuing to pick up the pace. That coil inside you kept wounding up. Your moans and whimpers were more frequent and your breath was heavier.
“J-jafar…”
“I know orchid. You can wait a little longer right? You can do that for me can’t you?” You slowly nodded, your head throwing back as you moaned in pleasure.
“I knew you could. Because you’re such a good girl for me. And all mine. So pretty when I fuck you.” His mouth went back to your clit as he continued to pump his fingers inside you. You couldn’t take it much longer. “Go ahead love. Cum for me.”
Your head threw back as your moans caught in your throat. His fingers continued moving back and forth as you rode out your orgasm. When your body landed back on Earth, you felt like you could breath fully again. Your eyes (not knowing they were even shut) fluttered open to the sight of Jafar licking his fingers. You moaned, getting wet all over again.
“Feeling ok, princess,” he asked, kissing your neck and cheek. You nodded slowly, feeling satisfied. “Good, because I want you ready for round two.”
Your eyes widened. “What,” he laughed. “You thought we were done? Oh no, love…
“We are just getting started.”
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Hi, can you do a smut oneshot between the female reader x and my favorite Disney villain, Captain Hook please? Can it also start with love at first sight? Thank yo.
A Pirates Life For Me
Captain hook x Chief's daughter Reader
Summary: the chief's eldest daughter being the one to hold the famous pirate's heart
I wiggled in the bag trying to get comfortable it wasn't my first rodio with being kidnapped but this is the first time they actually got this far "the captain can finally be proud" one of the pirate goons chuckled as he layed me onto the ground "I'll go get the captain" one of the others clapped happily "captain, captain" he called loudly
the sound of a door slamming silenced the crew "what is it smee" a shrill voice screamed "we got her captain we got her" the one who I'm assuming is smee yelled happily as he pulled the bag off of me, it to a second to focus my vision I saw the goons loom over me while still Leaving a gap for the captain to see, I squinted to see the captain who I know is the famous captain hook he wore his signature red coat and hat his eyes slowly took my body in his eyes looking me over before he finally spoke "well well well aren't you a pretty little thing" he quickly gestured for the crew to bring me closer they quickly did so carefully but quickly he grabbed my face turning it direction as he examined it before smirking deeply "take her to my cabin" he said stepping aside my eyes flattened scared of what he's going to do with me the men quickly threw me inside and brought me over to a chair infront of his desk quickly binding me to it before scarring out captain hook stepped inside and shut the door before making his way over to me and placing himself infront of me on the desk "what is it you want hook" I muttered trying to keep my eyes from wondering over his body "well isn't it obvious" he smiled "where is peter pan hiding" he asked sternly learning towards me "you kidnapped the wrong daughter if you want to know that" I murmured also leaning closer, our faces were only inches apart "well I think you do know" he whispered putting his hand on my thigh while staring deeply into my eyes I gulped as he slowly traced circles up and down my thigh "come on just tell me" he murmured dragging his fingers higher and higher slipping under my skirt making its way up to my core my eyes flattered as he ran his finger up and down my slit before plunging in I bit my lip hard not wanting to let out a moan he slowly thrusted in and out in and out before adding another one I shut my eyes tightly and slowly started panting and moaning "that's it yn that's it" I looked at him confused "how did yo-" "what you really think I haven't been watching you" he smirked and used his thumb to rub my clit I lifted my head up as I let out more intense moans as I neared my climax "please please" I pleaded my body began to shake and tremble as I got closer and closer, my eyes closed tightly and a loud moan escaped my mouth as I came "that's a good girl" he murmured taking his hand away i leaned my head back against the chair trying to catch my breath but gasped as I felt a rough hand grab my neck tightly
"don't think we're done yet deary".
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Alpha Male Stud AU
What if Ron warns Bonnie and Tonnie that one of them will get it?
Tonight... You Meme
Ron: Tonight...You!
Bonnie Rockwaller
Bonnie: *Furious Blushing* I-In your dream
Several Hours later, Bonnie was living in Ron dream in the waking world.
Tonnie Rockwaller
Tonnie: My place or yours?
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1. What should I name my side blog for smut (comment)
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In the Den of Beasts (w/ Leona Kingscholar) [Ch. 1/17]
Chapter 1: Welcome to Wonderland
Art by @ bored_in_science on Instagram
WARNING: Story contains graphic violence & non consensual sexual violence.
***READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.***
Summary:
You have found yourself in the world of Twisted Wonderland, taking place years after everyone has graduated from Night Raven College.
After awaking in the jungles of Sunset Savanna, you're immediately hunted down and held prisoner by the gang syndicate belonging to Leona Kingscholar. Your own primal instincts are kicking in as you try to figure out a way to escape from this hostile place filled with rival gang violence and dark forces lurking within every shadow.
What kind of beast will emerge within you as you discover that you may be more at home here than you'd like to admit?
A fight for survival turned into a twisted romantic fantasy, welcome to Wonderland.
Chapter word count: 3,168 words
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“You don’t belong here…” A voice spoke in the darkness of your dreams. “You need to escape before it’s too late…”
The voice echoed in your mind, then turned into a sharp high-pitched ringing and a stabbing sensation in the back of your head. In fact, as you started to regain consciousness, you found your whole body was screaming in pain. You groaned and opened your eyes, finding yourself looking up at tall trees covered in lush vines and moss. Warm sunlight peered through the exotic leaves, illuminating swirling dust in the air as the ringing in your ears dissipated slightly and you could finally make out the cacophony of birds and bugs chirping in the depths of the jungle you now found yourself in.
“Where… Where the hell am I?” You grumbled, leaning up and rubbing the back of your head. Something shifted beneath you—splintered wood panels that slid over each other as you moved. You looked around, you were in some form of jungle, but you had no memory of how you could have found yourself in this position. Beneath and around you were the shattered pieces of some form of black box lined with torn velvet. Despite the pain in your limbs, you managed to push yourself up to get a better look. Upon further inspection, the destroyed box looked to be some sort of… Coffin?
Was I buried alive? You thought to yourself. But the coffin was above ground…? What the hell is going on?
Before you could investigate further, a rough voice growled a short distance away. “I think I heard the commotion over this way!”
Another voice shouted from beyond the trees, “Who goes there!? Show yourself or you’ll be shot on sight!”
These voices sounded like bad news, and you weren’t too eager to find out whether you were correct in this assessment, so you just started running in the opposite direction.
“They’re making a break for it!” The first voice shouted. “After him boys!”
This secured the panic in your chest and your running turned into terror-fueled sprinting, hearing more voices of mysterious men rally behind you in the jungle as the sound of several pairs of feet running on the forest floor quickly followed behind you. You leaped over fallen trees and under low-hanging vines and branches, getting scratched up by various flora in your path. Suddenly, a tree next to you exploded into flames, burning splinters of wood hitting you as you narrowly avoided harm. Do they have a fucking grenade launcher?!
A strong blast of water completely destroyed another tree beside you. What the hell was that!? It was obvious now that these men were trying to kill you, but what the hell kind of water weapon could do that to a tree?
You suddenly ran out of the tree line and found yourself in a wide open expanse of grassland, no more trees to provide you shelter from whatever weapons the men behind you were shooting at you with. There was a large compound at the center of this clearing with the jungle partially circling around it, the building itself looking to be built into the sides of a massive natural stone structure of sorts; jagged rocks poking into the sky, lined with wooden platforms and torches. You knew instantly that this building was dangerous, and probably belonged to the people chasing after you, you turned around to try to run back into the jungle, but a pair of large men walked out after you, sinister looking grins on their faces.
At least… You thought they were men, but they had… Animal ears? These individuals appeared to be some sort of human/animal hybrids. They smiled, pointing sticks with glowing gems at the end at you. “Nowhere to run now. Probably best you come with us.”
You turned and tried to run to the left, but there was another pair of beastly men approaching you from that side, and when you spun around to run to the right, two more men had blocked you in. All of these men had different animal ears atop their heads and tails swaying behind them. What kind of fucked up furry convention have I found myself in?
You raised your hands up and pleaded with the men who were circling you, “Please, please don’t hurt me! I… I have no idea where I am, I’m just lost and confused, I promise I mean you no harm!” Your whole body was shaking, you tried to keep your voice steady, but your fear betrayed you.
A large, wide-set man approached you, he had a mohawk, black pointy dog-like ears and a bushy black tail. His yellow eyes gleamed as he smiled through sharp teeth, “Sure, sure, you just happened to stumble upon our base, then?”
Another man behind him with red hair and short round ears on his head snickered with a raspy voice, “Just admit you suck at being a spy and you got caught. Just come easy and this’ll hurt a lot less for you…”
The mohawk man pointed his glowing jewel stick at you, triggering a ‘fight or flight’ response in you. You slapped the jewel stick out of his hand and charged him, knocking him to the ground. The red haired man tried jumping at you, but you managed to land a punch to his head, discombobulating him. You grabbed him by the neck and pried his glowing jewel stick from his hand, turning and pointing it at his comrades, who had you surrounded. You tried backing away from them towards the tree line, struggling to keep your hostage in your grip.
“B-back away! Let me go or… Or I’ll use this!” You jabbed the jeweled stick towards the head of the red haired man in your arms, though the stick itself stopped glowing in your possession.
The other men cackled, the mohawked man pushing himself up to his feet, smirking and cocking his head to the side, “You look as though you haven’t ever held a magic pen before… What do you expect to do with that thing at this point anyways?” The five beast men pointed their own glowing pens towards you. Mohawk chuckled, “We severely out number and out class you, human. We’ll just catch up to you as soon as you try to run away again.”
Red-head threw himself back, hitting the front of your face hard with the back of his head, kicking back with his foot and knocking your feet out from under you. You fell hard onto the ground as the men pinned you down and tied your hands behind your back, gagging you with some loose cloth and tying a blindfold around your eyes.
“Nice try, dumbass, you shouldn’t have come here in the first place.” You heard the mohawked one say. You felt both of your arms firmly pulled up by two different sets of hands, your struggling futile as the men who dragged you along seemed to have super human strength, leading you towards what you figured to be the compound. What the hell is going on? This has to be a nightmare…?
“I can’t wait to see what Leona does with this spy!” One voice snickered.
“He’s usually in a good mood after he’s gotten some good torture in. Maybe he’ll even reward us for bringing him fresh meat!” The men cackled, ignoring your muffled pleas. Whoever this Leona was, you really did not want to meet him. You furiously kicked and screamed through the gag as you heard stone doors close behind you and you were forced down a long stone corridor. Doors squeak open in front of you and you were pushed onto your knees as the doors shut behind you with an ominous echo.
“What the hell is this?” A deep and unamused voice spoke from the other end of the room, and suddenly everything went quiet.
“M-mister Kingscholar, sir!” One of the thugs stammered.
The mohawked brute spoke up, “We found this guy sneaking around outside the building, we’ve brought him to you so you can decide what to do with him."
The deep voice tsked as you heard some footsteps approach you, “Him? Are you all mentally deformed? This guy…” You felt the blindfold being tugged off of your head, “Is a fucking woman.”
The sudden light, though dim, was still enough to need time to adjust to. You were in a dingy cement walled room, a single light flickered overhead, and there was smoke swirling around as some men at the other side of the room sat at a poker table and puffed on cigars. There was a tall silhouette standing before you, blindfold in his leather-gloved hand. The man then knelt down to examine your face, taking hold of your chin and moving it from side to side, intense green eyes with a scar over one of them peering at you. You were immediately taken aback at how handsome this gruff sounding man was—tan skin, sharp attractive features, long silky brown hair with two braids hidden within the locks. Like the other beast men, this one had animal-like ears poking through his hair, and when you glanced down, you noticed this man also had a lion-like tail gently flicking from side to side behind him. He wore black dress pants and a matching vest over a white dress shirt, unbuttoned enough to expose his upper chest, showing off a variety of tribal looking necklaces hanging from his neck. The way all the men shifted about nervously in this man’s presence suggested that he was probably their leader. Was this the “Leona” they were referring to?
The red-headed thug beside you spoke, an edge of terror in his voice, “Wh-what do you mean they’re a woman?”
The deep-voiced man, still kneeling in front of you, gave an irritated side-eye to the thug who had just spoken. “You mean none of you fucking dumb asses picked up on that? I could smell that she was a female before you even walked through the door.”
A couple of the guys who had dragged you in leaned closer, sniffing the air around you. The mohawked thug hesitated, “But how could you really discern that, sir? I admit I’ve never smelled something like this before.”
The long-haired man rolled his eyes and rubbed his forehead in frustration, “I’m surrounded by idiots who’re telling me they’ve never smelt a woman before…”
“I-it’s not that sir! It’s just that this one smells different, we just got confuse—” As mohawk spoke, the long-haired lion man in front of you pulled off one of his gloves and shot up towards the other man, slicing through the thug’s throat with a swipe of his hand. The mohawked man gasped and gurgled with wide-eyes as his throat was suddenly torn open and bleeding out, red splattering onto the other thugs as they cowered away. In your terror, you saw now that the handsome, long-haired man’s ungloved hand—now drenched in blood—had sharp, lion-like claws protruding from his fingers. The lion man, his white shirt now stained crimson, gritted his teeth with anger as the throat-less mohawked thug fell to the floor and bled out, wheezing his last few breaths before going silent.
“That’ll be enough of your mewling…” He pulled a cloth from his pocket and wiped off his hand, glaring to the rest of the thugs, “Regardless of whether this woman is a spy or an intruder, I will not have you brutes dragging tied-up ladies around my facilities in such a disgusting manner.” He sighed, slipping his glove back on before reaching to pull over one of the chairs from the poker table. He motioned to a large man sitting at a couch by the door, “Dog boy…” He snapped his fingers like he was trying to recall something.
The man, who had white hair, large wolfish ears, and a long bushy tail, spoke up, “It’s Jack, sir.”
The lion man sat into his seat facing you, snapping and pointing his finger at the wolf man, “Jack, please untie this poor girl, remove her gag, and bring her a chair.” He waved to the thugs behind you, “The rest of you, get the hell out of here before you end up like the dumbass bleeding out on the floor.”
Without making a noise, the other men rushed out of the room, leaving you with the lion man, the dead thug, and the few who were still sitting at the poker table. The wolf man, Jack, brought over a chair and helped you stand up off the cold cement floor so you could sit down in the padded seat. Despite being this hulking, brutish looking man, the wolf man was surprisingly gentle as he untied your wrists and removed your gag. He looked into your eyes and gave you a reassuring nod before turning to sit back down on the couch.
The lion man scrutinized you as he leaned back in his chair, pulling out a cigarette from his vest pocket and lighting it, taking a slow drag and letting the smoke swirl out of his mouth as he pondered the situation. Finally, he spoke, “Who are you? Those idiots had one thing right, your smell is something particularly foreign, even to me.”
You looked around the room, first at the dead thug in a pool of blood, then to the men at the table, all with beastly ears and tails, just like the others. You hesitantly met the lion man’s intense eyes, he seemed unperturbed as small splatters of blood trailed down his face and neck, joining with the red that stained his shirt, “I, um… I admit I don’t know where I am right now… Or even what’s going on here. I woke up in the forest nearby and next thing I knew I was being chased by those men.” The lion man nodded as you spoke, taking another drag of his cigarette. You looked at him with pleading eyes, “I promise, I’m not a ‘spy’, or whatever your men thought I was… I just want to go home…” You felt stinging in your eyes as you held back tears. Everything before now had happened so fast, you didn’t have time to react. Now that you sat here, taking all this overwhelming information in, you felt yourself start to fall apart, which was the last thing you wanted to do in such a hostile environment.
The lion man blew the smoke in his lungs upward, avoiding blowing it in your face, “And where exactly is home?” You told him where you were from—city, state, country, etc.—and he cocked his head to the side, peering at you skeptically, “Hm… You must have hit your head pretty hard, I’ve never heard of such a place… But given your foreign smell and appearance, I’m inclined to believe you to some degree.”
Sitting at the table, a shorter boyish-looking man with wild, blond hair and short round dog-like ears smirked as he leaned in to speak, ���Ay, Leona, isn’t this just like that herbivore from Night Raven? The one that showed up randomly and couldn’t even use magic?”
The wolf man crossed his arms and spoke up, “Perhaps she’s from the same place? That, uh… Alternate world or whatever.”
“Hmmm…” The lion man leaned in close to you, looking down at your face and examining your features as he again moved your chin back and forth with his gloved hand. Your heart raced in your chest, everything about this man just screamed predator and you were terrified as he lowered further to sniff at your neck. This animalistic behavior, though bizarre, was extremely intimidating, yet also somehow… Arousing? You shook the thought from your mind and tried to keep yourself calm as the man leaned back and stroked his hair out of his face, “Now that you mention it, she does have a similar “air” about her, the scent might be a variation of that magicless herbivore’s.” He crossed his arms, a slight look of amusement on his face. “I take it this means you also can’t use magic?”
You looked around to the others, this question seemed like a joke, but so far the existence of magic seemed like the only explanation for anything going on here. Your eyes met back up with the man named Leona, “No, I can’t use magic…”
The lion man chuckled, showing off his sharp canines, “Then you’re hardly a threat, are you? Those idiots were getting worked up over nothing.” He glanced over to the wolf man, “Jack, be a dear and take this girl to one of the spare rooms while we figure out what to do with her.” He puffed at his cigarette, his green eyes never leaving you, “Perhaps I’ll make contact with that old headmage of ours…”
Jack stood up, “Yes sir.”
The wild-haired boy from before interjected, crossing his hands behind his head, “Why bother keeping her around? Just throw her back outside and let her sort her own shit out.”
The lion man growled at the shorter man, “You should know well enough the one thing I will not tolerate is ill-treatment of a lady in my presence, Ruggie. Either she’s telling the truth, and she has nowhere to go, or she’s lying, and she is a spy or a member of an enemy gang with ill-intent. Regardless, it’s better to keep a close eye on her while we figure out what to do.”
The wild-haired boy snickered, “Whatever you say, Leona. I’m sure you aren’t just jumping at the opportunity to have a girl around to be your own personal fuck—”
Leona shot up and threw his chair at the boyish man, who dodged it with a sly grin. The lion man took a deep breath and pushed his hair back before turning to Jack, who was standing around with unease as he waited for orders. “Take her to my storage room upstairs, set up a post outside the room to make sure she doesn’t leave, and…” He nodded to the dead body and pool of blood on the ground, “Send someone down to clean up this fucking mess.” He angrily kicked the dead thug.
Jack nodded, “Yes, sir.”
Leona rolled his eyes, “While you’re at it, quit it with this ‘yes sir’ bullshit, I can’t stand an ass kisser.” He pulled his chair up from the ground to sit back at the poker table.
Jack ignored this last comment as he gestured for you to follow him. Leona quietly observed you as you shakily stood up and started walking away, but before you followed the wolf man out of the room, you turned back to the group at the poker table, “Who are you people…? What is this place?”
Leona smirked and met your eye with a mischievous gaze.
“We’re the ‘bad guys’, sweetheart. Welcome to Wonderland.”
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Read the rest of the 17 chapter epic action adventure revenge fantasy on Archive of Our Own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38175445/chapters/95373280
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Hi. I have something interesting. Do you do other Disney characters not mentioned on the list for nsfw cannons from requests? If yes, then I would like to ask for an nsfw head cannon for my favorite Disney villain, Captain Hook please? I just have a serious crush on him.
Smut Headcanons | Captain Hook (18+)
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this man is a strict dominant with no compromise — the best you can get out of him is to have him as a power bottom, but even that is a rare treat
is into knife play as a way of punishing and/or marking you — though you’ll likely get cut up whether or not you’re engaging in that type of play because, well, he can get a bit ahead of himself and he has a weapon for a prosthetic hand
he has an extremely sensitive chest and shoulder area, so any biting/marking/scratching/kissing of that area will get extremely vocal responses (grunts and groans, mainly)
will happily bend you over the desk in his cabin and take out his frustration on you (which usually translates to loud, angry, rough sex that will fluster most of your crew)
if you want to get him to snap and take you immediately, the best way to do this is to wear one of his shirts or his coat and hat — with nothing else, of course
you will end up getting scruff burn on your face, chest and between your legs due to how excited he can get
isn’t above choking you if you get too loud when you’re not supposed to
will shamelessly whisper in your ear about all the things he’s going to do to you once you’re back on the ship before moving away and pretending nothing happened
may not be the best at achieving his own goals, but he’s very competent in the bedroom and startlingly good at getting under your skin in the best way
doesn’t mark you in places that will be visible when you’re clothed and prefers you do the same — though this is mostly a carryover from his life before neverland and the values he grew up with
is quick to jealousy and will take it out on you in the bedroom (possessive would be a better term but he denies it either way)
pulling his hair will make him moan like a bitch
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The Frozen Touch (part 1)
(Summary)
Anna has always had a secert love, her passion and lust will draw her to squirting concussion. - word count 758-
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Following smut may contain content some viewers may consider indecent, disturbing, twisted, maybe arousing
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Her hair flowed through my fingers, so soft and warm. I couldn't help but gently lift my hand to the back of her neck. Moving my thumb back to rub her cheek as her lips parted. Her smile is ever so lovely. Our lips touched again. Oh God, she is just perfect. But this was different. My heart skipped, and now I'm having a hard time breathing. A worried panic set in. Her hand moved from my neck to my back. Having the lightest of touches. I gasped to catch my breath. Our eyes locked. Her eyes stared straight at me. I felt fear and love, cold and warmth, yet I didn't move as she slowly moved her hand around to my side. Then moving towards my… "Wait, can we maybe? Do this at your place? I can't have my mother walk in. Please?" I stumbled to speak. I still couldn't breathe, and my heart was racing.
She smiled and kissed me, "How about this evening, at the waterfall outside of town?" she said under her breath. The idea of it had already started to make me feel butterflies. Trying my hardest not to pull her back into my arms right there, I smiled and nodded and squealed just a little. As she walked out of my room, she turned around, looked at me, and said "Goodnight" as she shut the door. My heart sank. There she goes, why would I let her leave? Tears started to form. But wait, I'll see her in just over an hour. Must get ready, I thought and quickly found something I hoped would please her.
What to bring, what to get, is all I thought about. But without an answer, I left and headed to the waterfall's base. Disappointed with myself. The outfit I chose wasn't new to her, and still I was empty-handed. Thoughts of her abandoning me kept running wild in my head. Luckily though, I found some bright orange orchids. I had to jump through a bush with thorns and cut my legs slightly. A stick got me pretty good on the thigh as well. The 2-mile hike to the waterfall, luckily, was almost over.
Once at the base of the waterfall, I looked around. But never saw her. So I cried out, "Anna, Anna, you here?"
"I'm up here," she said. I looked up to see a dark shadow outline of Anna. The sun was setting behind her. The curves and contours of her perfect body are mesmerizing. She then jumped off the rock, falling at least 20 feet. Thankfully she didn't stay under the water for long. I walked down the path to the shoreline to see a beautiful picnic layout. Strawberries, cherries, and chocolate chips were in lovely bowls. When I reached the water's edge to sit down on the blanket Anna cried out to me. "Come in, love. The waters lovely." The water did look nice and refreshing. But I didn't want to dirty my clothes. "Come on, please..." Anna said as she notions for me to join her. So I'll have to admit I was a bit surprised to be taking off my clothes to go swimming. But I removed my shirt and pants and started to swim out to meet her. "This way," she yelled out when I just started to get close. Anna had swam to the side of the waterfall. "Where are you going ?" I yelled. The water was quite loud, and I couldn't hear what she had said in response. I just hoped she knew what she was doing as I followed her through the waterfall.
After what seemed like a minute of being pushed underwater by the waterfall, I looked around to see a calm pool of water. The sunlight still broke through the waterfall. Anna was in the middle of the chasm. We didn't have to swim to keep our heads above water, but we were still shoulders high in water.
We were alone. And it was just us. My heart raced, and the butterflies were so intense. I must have frozen because she moved over to me. She slowly ran her hand down the side of my face and pulled down my lower lip as her hand transitioned to my neck. She moved closer. I could feel the warmth of her body so close to mine. I was paralyzed. Couldn't even think. Only feel. As she kissed me, she brought her body to mine wrapping her leg around my right leg, locking us together.
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