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sanjoongie · 6 months

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𝘾𝔬ןⲒ𝒂ꮁ 𝒂ոᑯ ⳑ𝐞𝕒ꮪһ

❤A/N: Second submission for Revember is for my moonshine @downtoamagicalland who, after many years of being a scorpio stan, decided one was punchable 😢 ❤Pairing: Xu Minghao (Seventeen) x Reader (f) ❤Au: Historical au, Emperor au, Concubine au ❤Genre: smut, angst ❤Trope: the act of true love (self sacrificing for your love) ❤Warnings: bdsm (collar and leash), public fondling, exhibitionism, nipple play, aphrodisiacs, fingering (f), penetrative sex with no barrier ❤Rated: 18+, MDNI ❤Word Count: 1,529 ❤Summary: when you become the concubine for the emperor, knowing it'll hurt your love, knowing that it'll save him, you didn't realize how much power the emperor would have over your body ❤credit to @cafekitsune for the banner!

You walk into the throne room, glad for the heavy makeup on your face, for your entire skin was on fire. The Emperor walked by your side, daintily holding a leash that clipped to a collar around your neck. The deep red robe that wrapped around your nubile body had a neckline that plunged down to your belly button. The message was clear: you were Minghao’s and he was here to show it off.

You kept your head straight, refusing to stare in Seungcheol’s direction. It would only hurt you to see the shame on his face, to see you paraded around as the Emperor’s new concubine. Seungcheol would never know that you had done it for him, to keep him safe, and you meant to keep it that way. Seungcheol would never stand for you to be the one to take the brunt of a punishment.

Minghao swept his robes in a dramatic fashion and sat on his throne. You curled up at his feet, more for warmth in the large throne room than anything. “General Choi, report.”

You leaned your head against Minghao’s knee, in order for your hair to shield your face. Minghao’s hand went to the crown of your head, threading his fingers through your loose hair almost subconsciously patting you. It still shamed you to act this way, but it was preferable to the torture of staring at Seungcheol at this moment.

You could tell by the shoes that Seungcheol had approached the throne. His low voice sent energy zooming through your body but you had to contain yourself. Any reaction to the previous love of your life would only serve as your punishment for the both of you. Seungcheol reported of the famine in the south and how the eastern flood had been quelled. The general of Minghao’s army worked only to help the people of the empire because his heart had always been in the right place.

Minghao yawned loudly. He jerked your leash and pulled you up onto his lap. “Lord Wen, please tell me there is a feast or banquet I can look forward to, I am bored to tears with this talk of the small people.”

Junhui bowed deeply and began to prattle off on the social calendar. And that’s when Minghao’s hand found its way inside your robe. His well manicured nails circled your areola, making your nipple tighten with stimulation. You schooled your features but the tea you had drank earlier was taking effect. Your breathing became quickened as Minghao played with your nipple in front of the entire court. And when he flicked it, the tiny, pitiful moan that escaped your lips was scandalous.

Junhui’s prattling faltered, but Minghao motioned for him to continue. Your gaze eventually drifted over to Seungcheol and that was a mistake. His eyes were burning with anger and his fists were tight at his side. Your heart went out to him and you wished you could stop what was about to unfold but you knew the result would only be in Seungcheol’s death.

Your glance cost you the rest of your dignity for Minghao’s hand was now fully massaging your breast, tempting and teasing and working you up. And when Junhui was done with his list of social gatherings and plans until the next full moon, Minghao released you and you sat back down at his feet. Except now your body was burning with need. You had only thoughts of Minghao taking you in your room; only, it was hours before the court meeting was adjourned. It took everything in you to not mount Minghao right there on the throne.

How you managed to keep your spine straight and your eyes to the front as Minghao walked you out of the throne room deserved recognition but alas you would get none of that. The minute the door to your room closed, Minghao was winding the leash around his hand until you came face to face with your Emperor.

“Did you see how angry Seungcheol was?” Minghao said in a melodic voice, “It was perfect.”

“Your highness,” You panted, hands digging into his lapels. Your lower lips were soaked with your slick and your body ached for more attention.

Minghao’s slow smirk was answer enough. You hated how your stomach dipped, shame and desire flooding your senses. “Did that little display heat you up, pretty flower of mine?”

“Please,” You whimpered, wetting your lips and standing on your tiptoes to press your lips to his.

Minghao placed a finger in between your lips to halt you and you whined at being denied yet again. The tea you were dutifully drinking, the pretty one with the blooming passion flower that drove your sexual desires into overdrive, was working its magic. Minghao always wanted you wet and panting for him. “Sit on the bed, pet.”

The emperor instructed you to lay back on your bed. You lifted your robes until your bare cunt was on display. He bid you to spread your legs, and your lower lips, revealing to him just how much you craved him. He knelt between your thighs, if only to place a chaste kiss on your mound. When you cried out, denied any more stimulating sensations, his tongue came out for a sharp, kitten lick directly to your clit and then he moved up your body.

Minghao’s eyes became hooded, his broad shoulders looming over you in the lantern light. “I’m sure he gave you soft moments but nothing more than that.” He was referring to Seungcheol, of course. “But you--” Minghao paused to pull open your robe aggressively, so that your breasts bounced free for him, “--delight in my roughness.”

Mingho sunk into your heat as he gripped both of your breasts in each hand. He pinched and tugged your nipples, fighting to get every last inch of his cock inside of you. You were mewling and arching your back into touches, drinking it all in. The emperor owned your body but he also made you crave his.

“If he only knew how you call out my name in the darkness of night and the first light of the day. How you can only be satisfied by me and me alone. Wouldn’t he be angry, my pet?” Minghao continued to taunt you.

You wrapped your legs around Minghao’s waist, enjoying the grind of his pelvis against yours. You needed more! More of him, more of the pleasure he provided, anything to wipe away the thoughts of your sweet love.

Minghao abandoned your breasts, content in watching them bounce as he fucked you. Instead, he pressed one hand to your stomach and held one at your hip. “Such a tiny thing, I can feel my cock pressing against your stomach. And yet you somehow manage to take all of me every time. Is it because you’re the perfect little flower, just for me?”

You let out a wanton moan as you feel your climax begin to build. “Your highness--” You choke out.

“Say my name, pet,” Minghao cooed, correcting you.

“Mi-minghao,” You stuttered as his thrusting became rougher and deeper.

“Again,” He said in that flowing, melodic voice.

“Minghao!” You cried out once again.

“You’re insatiable for me,” Minghao grunted, the squelch of your pussy speaking for itself. “I’ll fuck you full of my seed, get you plump with a baby, and then fuck you some more. All for my satisfaction to watch your love fail. How exquisite.”

The two of you came together, tongues engaged in a lazy tango, lust swirling in your gut still, even after one orgasm. You knew that Minghao would not be sated with one orgasm, his seed already spilling out of you, but you were also sure that you could do with a few more yourself.

You pushed Minghao to his back, his long black hair flaring around his delicate face prettily and the emperor chuckled. “What’s this, pretty flower?” he smiled, “Still cock hungry for me?”

You drew your nails down his chest, satisfied when a low groan left his mouth. “You didn’t torture me in front of your lords only to fuck me once, Your Highness.”

“That’s my pet,” Minghao purred.

A clearing of a voice near the door interrupted your lust-cloud moment. “Sorry to intrude, Your Highness, but the general has been standing out here for a quite while now…”

The guard finished his sentence lamely and all the blood drained from your face. Had Seungcheol been there the entire time? Had he heard how you begged for it, how you enjoyed it, how you looked for more…?

You glared down at Minghao, who was still deep inside of you. He smiled up at you with a kitty-cat like satisfied smirk. “Tell the General I’ve changed my mind. I’ll speak to him another time, perhaps.”

Your heart ached as heavy footsteps could be heard leading away from your room. You had to remind yourself that you did this for him, despite how much you were breaking his heart.

Minghao, however, would not let you dwell on your thoughts. “Come, pretty flower, show me once again how sweet your cunt can be for me.” special thanks to @starlitmark for making my revenge fics look so pretty 😍

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dilftaroooo · 1 year

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a lil something for my black gorls bc apparently every reader in this fandom is fair skinned </3

oh lord ghost turns into holy spirit bc of how much he worships u and yo body goodness gracious (i am so sorry father god 💀🧎🏽‍♀️). got carried away. p.s. yall i haven’t written anything in a hot minute so this small thirst might be raggedy as hell (my coochie was doin the thinking)

tags: smut + afab reader + ghost loves you sm + just as much as u love him + finger lickin good pussy eatin + body worship + slight dumbification + i was planning on making him rough with u but then i went soft :) + p power + piv sex + barely proofread + im so sleepy i’ll probably edit the format later + forgot how much i fucking hate tumblr’s editing antics.

You had lost count already. How many times you came to be exact. Has it gone up to Two? Three? Yeah—three. At least that’s what you think. Well—you suppose thinking is starting to become more and more of a rare luxury considering the state you were in—dazed and stupid. Eyes decorated with a red glow from the tears that spilled from them along with a glossy sheen that finished the look.

Subtle hints of wet mascara slid down the apples of your cheeks as Ghost’s fingers delve deep within your wet entrance. His digits were more than acquainted to the slimy ridges that lived inside of you. He graciously pets your most sensitive spots with the utmost care, making your pussy scream as his moist lips kisses your bothered clit as though he’s cooing it to sleep. His tender nature juxtaposes the foreboding gleam of his skull mask and dark eyes drowning in war paint.

It’s those eyes. The ones that made you shiver and whine whenever they catch sight of you. The ones that glare under dim, yellow lights when you inevitably made him jealous. Enough to make them turn green. The ones that form crescent moons whenever he reminds you how much he loves you (the mild appearance of crow’s feet adorning the outer corners). Those eyes—

God, those big fucking eyes.

Sweat makes your melanin coated skin glisten, emitting a warm glow that send tingles up Ghost’s spine. He can feel the goosebumps covering his body as you inadvertently arch your back, pushing your warm sex up against his upper lip, making him groan into your sensitive nub. Your core tighten once more, your pedicured toes stretched across the apex of his back, polish chipped and damaged from irritation, the power of your orgasm jolting you with a hot flash.

Now it's your fourth time.

Brown areolas raise up and down from your big breaths, in the process of coming down from that high you’ve encountered just a second ago. But Ghost doesn’t know rest as he gorges your nipple in his mouth, adoring the quick yelp escaping your lips.

“Ah, Ghost…” You say with kind fragility. Your palms lightly tap his shoulder. Not telling him to stop but telling him to slow down. It was too much. His hands caressed your naked curves. He loved admiring your body. Taking the time to relish just how gorgeous you really are—from head to toe:

Your cornrows styled in intricate parts, freshly layered with the tropical smell of coconuts. Skin gleaming with the overly used shea butter that rarely missed a day off your body. Lips full and plump and coated with that cherry chapstick he loves to taste. Your breast were round and soft to the touch. And your pussy—Fuck, that pussy shined with your juices. Juices he created from fucking you silly with his fingers.

Ghost wasn’t a religious man. He never was. But of all the possible religions out there, your pussy was the one he worshiped the most.

He loved this pussy. Kneeled for this pussy. Prayed for this pussy.

Your being was his shrine and your name was his mantra. He couldn’t get enough of you and your light touches and gentle praises. Ghost couldn’t find more ways to thank you for your existence.

He releases your nipple with a soft pop and utters a voice lower than you’ve ever heard him use, “I need you, love.” You don’t take long to nod with evident fervor. Languidly aiding him in unbuckling his pants and releasing him from those tight restraints.

“I need you,” He repeats. “need that soaking wet cunt.” His Mancunian accent is thick and laced with desire when his mouth spewed that last word. You let go of a wanting mewl before spreading the dark, puffy lips that lead to your sopping wet hole. Just what he wanted.

You both moan in unison as you both get what you want. His hand engulfed yours and you’re quickly reminded of how big he is. His fingers are long and thick. Your legs twitch as you remember how they feel rubbing inside you. He leisurely finds his way deep in your sex. Your tightness pains him in the way that he likes. Leaning down to grunt into your ear, nose filled with that familiar coconut scent, you clench around him when his teeth bites down at the shell of your ear.

He loves you. He loves you so much—your hair, your eyes, your lips, your smile, your voice, your taste, your scent. You’re wonderful. Breathtaking. Beautiful. So so beautiful. He’s so glad he has you. That you’re in his arm moaning so prettily for him. And its almost unbelievable to him that you think of him the same way he thinks of you.

Once your breathing gets heavier and his thrusts gets sloppier and your eye starts twitching, you both finally succumb to the hot rush of pleasure. You don’t object to his heavy weight toppling over you after he fills you up (you encourage it with a hug despite how heavy he is). It feels good—laying like this. So intimate. You pet the back of his head taking in his warmth. Time passes before he slowly looks up at you, his eyes the same temperature as both of your bodies meshed together, and he suddenly states,

“That’s your fifth one, doll.” And you can’t help the quiet snicker that leaves you before giving him a playful slap to his arm, telling him to shut up. You somehow manage to catch a small glimpse of him rolling his eyes beneath that inky mask of his. This was intimate indeed. You finish off the night with a kiss to his forehead and you felt your heart flutter when he answered with a subdued hum.

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shankss-magnificent-ass · 6 months

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Bitten

Pairing: Vampire!Shanks x AFAB!reader

Warnings: NSFW, biting, this got graphic fast, doggie, oral (fem receiving) P in V, fingering, cum drinking, squirting, feeding, groping, aftercare, overstimulation,

It was the night of the full moon, and it wasn't just any full moon, it was a blood moon. Most of the red hair pirates had gone to bed, in fear of a superstition that the blood moon was an ill omen that brought out the monsters in men's hearts. Only you, Shanks and Benn were awake past lights out to view the celestial spectacle.

"Careful there sweetheart, you might not want to lean on the railing right now. One stray wave, and you'll go straight into the drink." Benn rumbled from his lounge chair on by the mast.

You stood up straight and grumbled, "I've fallen overboard before, and you didn't have a problem bringing me back up."

"Yeah, but that was during the daytime when we could see, if you fall in and don't come up then you are as good as gone." Benn retorted, flicking the ash off the tip of his cigarette into the breeze. "And when the rest of the crew was awake to help."

You rolled your eyes playfully, "fine, fine," and strolled over and plopped down on the couch Shanks was sitting on. The red head wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled your back against his side. Shanks kissed the crown of your head and mumbled, "wise choice love, we wouldn't want to wake the crew, or worst lose you."

Your hands gripped his forearm as you got into a comfortable position. The warmth of his body seeped into your skin as you relaxed against him.

"If you were gone, I'd have to find someone else to tease for my amusement." Shanks added, before his lips danced over your neck. A shrill squeak ripped from your throat at the tickling feeling, you tried to escape him, but the tightly muscled arm around you just tightened.

"Benn! Help me." You whined, "Your boss is being mean to me."

"You're fine, he doesn't bite... Well t least not often," Benn replied, leaning back in his chair and taking a drag off the cigarette held between his fingers.

You glared at him out of the corner of your eye and growled, "he might not, but I do." You twisted behind you and sink your teeth in Shanks's neck. The tall man groaned, "oh fuck, darling." His hand slide down and squeezed your breast, making you moan around the mouthful of his hot skin. His breath fanned over your shoulder as a chuckle rumbled in his chest, "I didn't know you liked biting, I must admit that I usually prefer to be the one doing the biting, but don't mind indulging you."

"If you two are going to go any further, fuck off to your own room, and let me enjoy this night by myself." Benn growled.

Shanks chuckled, "so you don't want to watch? How unlike you, but fine." He shifted his hold around you and picked you up. Purely out of spite you refused to release your bite, as he carried you below deck. He kicked open the door to his room, the carmine colored moon light poured in from the large bay windows, making your partner's usually very cozy room quite eerie. As he made his way over to the large bed in the center of the room, the smell of your captain flooded your nose making you quite giddy. Shanks plopped both of you down onto his plush bed. "Are you gonna let go, love?" Shanks huffed, dragging you to the head of the bed. When you didn't let go, Shanks's hand dove up your shirt, and he yanked on your nipple. The yelp he pulled from you allowed him to pull away, he reared up and sat on his heels. His brown eyes took in your form, before focusing on your chest. He pushed your shirt up until it bunched at your collar bone and circled his thumb in a soothing manner over the bud he had been rough with.

"There we go, now my turn." Shanks purred before diving at your chest, nipping and sucking at the skin around your areola. His stubble leaving a pleasant burning sensation in his wake that made heat pool between. You gasped and squirmed, trying to rub your thighs together for some relief when Shanks pried your legs apart and laid himself between them. "Oh no, no, no, you don't get to pleasure yourself, only I get that honor." Shanks whispered as he rested his chest against yours, sinking you deeper into the crimson covers of his bed. He hummed in amusement as he trailed his nose from your chest up to your neck and his hand gripped your wrist and pinned it above your head.

"Shanks, please kiss me." You panted, while trying to tilt your hips, so you could grind against his stomach.

The look he gave you was almost feral, but he made no move to kiss you. "There's something I've been meaning to tell you..." He said, suddenly quite serious, all traces of lust gone from his voice. "Bust I'm worried it might scare you off."

You scoffed, "darling, I've seen you behead a man, there are very few things that you could tell me that would scare me off."

"Even if I told you I'm not human anymore?" He asked, "and that I need something besides normal food to survive?"

You frowned, and searched his eyes only to find that no deceit in them. "What do you need to survive?"

A hesitance overtook your brave companion, giving him pause before he responded, "blood."

"I still love you even if you are a vampire, because you're still you..." you cooed, finger combing his hair back with your free hand, before adding, "wait is that right, you're a vampire?"

He let out a relieved shuddering breath, and nodded his head.

"But why tell me about this now?" You asked, "are you hungry, is that it?"

Shanks shook his head momentarily before cocking it to the side and replying, "Well, I ate on the island, but I'm still feeling a little peckish. And while normally I would ignore it, this blood moon is making it hard to ignore."

You giggled, "So what you're telling me is you want a dessert, baby?"

He grinned and pressed a kiss to the column of your throat, as he replied, "absolutely, and I figured you would be delectable."

"Perhaps, but don't you think I'd be even better after a few orgasms? When my blood would be a cocktail of hormones?" You sighed, trailing your fingers from his hair, down to his jaw, and lifting his chin to make him look at you. As he gazed up at you his pupils widened before narrowing into a slit like a cat's eyes and red flooded his iris.

A low growl rumble shook his chest, making your own rib cage vibrate. "I don't know, but I'd love to try it out."

"Then get to work," You commanded softly, and pecked a gentle kiss onto his chapped lips.

Shanks lunged forward, slamming his kips to yours while his hand gripped the collar of your shirt and tore it down the middle. And before you could complain he huffed, "relax, I'll buy you new ones," before parting your lips with his tongue.

You slid your trousers off for him because you did not want them ripped. "No panties or bra tonight? What a naughty thing you are." Shanks quipped as he pulled away, to undress himself. You decided then to tease him, and dipped your hand between your legs, running your fingers through your folds and around your clit. He hungrily watched you lift your hand to show him how wet they were. He stumbled over his pants crawling back on the bed, trying to get back on the bed. Shanks kicked them off as he shoved your fingers into his mouth. Laving his hot tongue around each digit to suck them clean.

You used your other hand to take a handful of his hair and guide his head between your legs. Shanks did not need any more encouragement to latch his mouth onto your clit, sucking like his life depended on it. When you gasped out his name, he moved down to your sopping cunt, and lapped up as much of your slick as possible. His tongue greedily dipping inside you, sucking gently as your walls to drink up more of what you had to offer. Shanks's eyes remained locked on your face the entire time, making sure you could see him swallowing.

As his jaw grew tired, he pulled away, and replaced his mouth with his hand. Stroking your clit with rough pad of his thumb while his long fingers scissored and curled inside of you. Shanks watched you with rapt attention as he wound the coil in your stomach tighter and tighter. "Come on, come on, give me something to drink love." He barked, while you bucked up into his hand.

"It's close!... But not enough. I need both!" You cried, digging your nails into the wooden head of the bed.

A rough growl bubbled in his throat, before he latched his mouth over your clit and shook his head while thrusting his fingers into the spongy wall that always made your toes curl. The coil in you suddenly snapped, but pressure kept building inside you. You wailed out as every nerve in you sang in pleasure, bucking your hips uncontrollably until the pressure in you burst, all over Shanks's face. He quickly cupped his mouth over your cunt as you squirted, gulping down your cum like he hadn't drunk in a month.

When your head stopped spinning, allowing you to regain awareness, Shanks was kissing his way up your belly. He hummed, "And now for the main course," and suddenly the world spun around you, and you were now face down in his sheets. His big hands gripped your hips, and he hauled you, so you were ass up. Shanks guided his fat cock between your folds, and stroked himself to make sure he was well lubricated. He ignored your pleas of urgency, as he gripped the base of his dick and slapped the sticky head against your clit. "Patience love, wouldn't want to hurt you one accident." He purred, before pushing himself inside. The stretch made you gasp his name, and arch your back for him more.

"Go ahead and set the pace darling," Shank ordered, hands gripping your hips and urging you backwards. And set the pace you did, leaning back on your knees and putting your back into slapping your hips against his. He eventually started to meet you halfway, with thrusts of his own. It didn't take him long to pull another explosive orgasm out of you, one that didn't stop. Each one of his thrusts had you gushing and clenching around him. You were absolutely cock drunk, and unable to do more than let him use you like a cock sleeve, and babble things like declarations of love and praise him for how good he was fucking you. Which shifted as his thrusts grew sloppier, to please for him to fill you with his cum.

Your cries were cut off when he wrapped his hand around your neck, and he hauled you up on your knees. Each thrust was harder than the last, as he got closer to his own orgasm. Finally, cumming when his fangs sinking into the soft flesh of your neck as he released his load deep inside you. Your eyes rolled back, and you came again, as you felt his warmth spread in what you could swear was your womb. His hips still pumping into you, to milk what was left of his orgasm. You could hear him gulping down your blood, as you rode out the aftershocks of pleasure that wracked your body. When Shanks felt full, he pulled away and let you go, unaware how lost in the sauce you were. That is until he watched you fall forward, into the puddle of your own cum that had formed on his sheets. He smirked as you slowly slid off his cock, and cum around nothing, releasing a gush of fluid and cum.

"Are you good?" He asked, sliding his hand up your back in what he thought was a soothing manner. Only for you to arch away from his touch with a whine. "Was it that good?"

"Yes, and I'm still sensitive." You panted, trying to crawl away from him.

Shanks pulled you back under him, and pushed away the damp hair that stuck to your forehead. "is there anything I can do for you?"

"Water." You groaned hoarsely, "Fuck my mouth is dry."

"I imagine, I'll be right back" Shanks chuckled.

"Put on pants!"

"No."

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hentyehottie · 2 years

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Sesshomaru x Black!Fem Chubby OC

word count : 7.5k

c/w: biting, mating, fingering, oral (m&f receiving) outdoor sex, Sesshomaru is a peeping Tom 😭, Sesshomaru’s inner beast makes a slight appearance

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It was just like the careless Neko to leave herself vulnerable in the middle of the forest.

The Inu shook his head, masking his youki and sliding right into her barrier. Undetected, he stood behind a tree, his eyes on the little Neko for the longest, since before she had even began to bathe. Now that he had confirmed it was actually her, his beast was raging, and he wanted out.

‘Mate.’

Normally, he would have let her be, she posed no threat and he did not want to seem lecherous and invade her privacy. He was no perverted scoundrel, but the Inu was almost certain he’d never see the woman again, since she had practically disappeared once before.

Though she bathed here often, whenever he’d pickup on her scent, it’d always be too late and even his immaculate senses could never trace her.

His beast raged inside him, and Sesshomaru fought hard to remain in control. The sight of her bare body emerging from the water was truly a sight to behold. He watched as she slicked her curly hair out of her face, midnight blue locks resting just at the underside of her buttocks, and slowly shriveling up to the mid of her back.

He was surprised that she had let it get so long, the last he remembered, she hated the maintenance of having long hair. Her hair was different, much different from his or anyone else’s outside of her clan, but that was the beauty of it.

Splitting her hair in half, she ran her hands through one of the large chunks of hair, lathering and removing any knots or tangles with a small comb, before doing the same to the other side.

Sesshomaru could watch this for hours, entranced by his Kitten’s beauty. Dunking herself under the water she emerged again, slicking her hair back the same way she did earlier.

Her cinnamon colored skin dripping wet and glowing under the bright full moon was absolutely stunning.

Her breasts were large and had a natural sag to them. Her areolas were a bit large as well, but complemented the size well, and Sesshomaru couldn’t help but wonder how the fleshy mounds would feel in his monstrous hands.

She was a bit plump too, now carrying weight like a fully matured woman. Sesshomaru didn’t mind either, he just seen it as more of her to love…and caress and fondle.

‘She’s probably soft.’

Sesshomaru shook those thoughts out of his mind, feeling as though he’d somehow been influenced by that lecherous monk in his half-brother’s pack. But either way, he’d know by the time he was through with her.

The treasure between her thighs held a patch of blue hair, neatly shaped and groomed, yet still full. Her thighs were thick and her hips shapely and smooth. His kitten had the perfect body, the Inu’s mouth nearly watered at the idea of seeing her fattened up with his pups.

Her natural scent smelt of Sakura Blossoms and sugar cane, both fresh and organic. A scent he hadn’t smelt in what felt like centuries. A scent he had come to long for from the first time he had smelled it.

He could now smell hints of raw honey from her cleaning balms entangled within her natural scent as well, she didn’t smell as if she’d been doused in perfumes and fragrances, which his sensitive senses deeply appreciated.

A blur of white flew past her before wrapping itself around her and lifting her out of the water and placing her on her feet only a few inches away from the Inu.

The Neko let out a frightened gasp, as potent purple poison began to seep out of her claws, melting holes in the boulder the droplets landed on. She was ready to sink her claws into what she thought was a lesser demon, until she felt the luscious fur brush against her thighs. She had only felt fur that soft once before, and it had also almost gotten her wrist snapped by a particular demon prince, at the time.

“Fast, but not fast enough, Kitten.”

Just a simple sentence had brought back so many memories from back when they used to train together. There stood the said prince, now Lord, who reigned over the very lands she stood on. Older and as dashing as ever, she took in the looks of her childhood love interest. Time had clearly been good to him. She thought to herself.

“Was the effort I put forth in training you all in vain?” The Neko was at a loss for words, mouth opening and closing a few times, yet she stood still unable to form a coherent sentence. He reached a clawed hand to her face, caressing her soft skin and running his thumb over her full, pouty lips.

The Kitten he knew had a tongue as sharp as a blade and faster than a whip, yet here she was, quiet as a mouse. Had he sought the wrong Neko?

“Suki?”

The Neko demoness gave him a slight nod, just as shocked as he. Time stood still as the Inu studied his findings. He grasped her face between his thumb and pointer, tilting her head side to side, stopping to slide a lock of her hair between his fingers. He very well knew it was her, his senses would never deceive him, but he just felt as though he needed the assurance.

He pulled her into him, burying his face into the crook of her neck breathing in her scent.

“Suki.” His tone of voice was different the second time he said her name. Full of assurance and something else she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

Lust, maybe?

Sesshomaru fought for control as his world began to bleed red. He would not risk frightening her soon in their reunion. His eyes were tinged a slight crimson, yet his irises remained their usual honey-amber color.

“S-Sesshomaru?” She questioned. She knew it was him, his dark aura flared outrageously, so strong that she thought it’d smother her. She ran her thumb over the magenta stripes on his face, the velvety texture differential from the smoothness of his pale skin.

“Sesshomaru.” She said again, more confidently.

He hadn’t expected the Neko to address him with honorifics. She almost never did when it was just the two of them, and as much as he’d threatened her, she insisted on calling ‘Fluffy’ the wretched nickname she had bequeathed upon him after sneaking a stroke of his pelt when they were younger.

“Time has been good to you, Kitten.“ He hadn’t spoken to, or even seen his Kitten in years, it almost didn’t feel real. With her cheeks tinted red, she gave him a small smile at the compliment and the nickname he used to call her so long ago. “I can say the same for you, Fluffy, still as handsome as I remember.”

“But enough of this,” She grabbed his hand and pulled it away from her face. “What are you doing here? How did you make it past my barrier, and why did you just bombard my bath like that?” She was told that he had gone on an expedition to the eastern lands, however, what she didn’t know was when he’d be returning. Apparently he had returned earlier that morning and was well rested enough to have began patrolling his lands.

The Demon Lord chuckled, which made Suki’s eyes widen. She hadn’t heard him laugh since their childhood and she had honestly forgotten what that even sounded like.

“Foolish Neko, you dare call that a barrier? Did you, my little Kitten, think you were capable of materializing a barrier that is impenetrable against someone of great power such as myself?” Although his tone remained the same, she could clearly tell he was boasting.

Suki rolled her eyes, hating how the Inu lived to stroke his own ego. “You are lucky it was I who stumbled upon you, and not some blood thirsty-.”

“And you, Sesshomaru, are not blood thirsty?”

He wrapped his large hand around her throat, giving a deterrent squeeze. “Neko, I’d be wary of such attitude. Not only are you trespassing, but you fix your tongue to speak out of term to me as well.”

Arousal flooded her scent and a warm wetness flooded between her thighs.

She swatted his hand away from her, rolling her eyes. She had hoped to put a little bit of distance between them but his pelt felt like a ten ton chain wrapped around her, the heavy fur keeping her in place.

“Okay, I understand these are your lands, but trespassing? I have made this spring my designated bath place ages ago.”

“If I hadn’t seen it for myself, I’d deem you a liar. Who knew you filthy Neko actually bathed.” Sesshomaru said as he began to remove his armor. His haori was next to go, the beautiful white silk falling unceremoniously to the ground, revealing his chiseled abdomen and beautiful magenta markings.

She knew that was the demon Lords attempt at humor, and if it wasn’t a jab at her own kind, she may have been a little amused.

Suki gasped. “Well I’m sure anyone with a functioning nose would smell the stench of an Inu before a Neko. You little flea ridden whelp,” She began to wring the water from her dark blue locks, as the water began to drip down her back, soaking his mokomoko-sama, on purpose, in the process.

She gasped as the pelt unraveled itself from around her, covering her backside but baring her front to the demon lord’s hungry gaze. He almost couldn’t believe that his beast had taken so long to sought out the little Neko, however, seeing her in front of him, bare naked and dripping wet, justified it all. She literally radiated beauty, as she always had, but seeing her now a woman and fully matured, really did something to him.

“And I’ll have you know, our kind are able to keep clean without baths, I simply choose to bathe because I enjoy thoroughly cleansing my hair often.” She ended her rant with a ‘hmph’, folding her arms across her breasts, pushing them up and unknowingly accentuating her delicious cleavage.

“Apparently you enjoy basking under the moonlight completely bare as well. Were you waiting on a lesser demon to come take you by force, or did you know I’d be patrolling my lands this very night, and was anticipating that I would?” He questioned, taking a step closer. His tall stature dwarfed her exceptionally as the Inu was a good three or four heads taller than her and although he was very slender, he did still have a muscular build and toned physique.

“Oh please, I am more than able to defend myself against lesser demons, however I bathe in this spring because no demon is crazed enough to wreak havoc upon your lands, why not use that to my advantage? Plus, I was aware that you were on an expedition to the East. All I wanted was to cleanse myself, not be harrassed by a horny little dog boy in heat.”

The Inu gave her a slight smirk, and Suki could feel the chills creeping down her spine. Sesshomaru hardly ever smiled, but when he did, it was usually at his opponents before he ended their lives. Now he was here smiling at her, and Suki didn’t know whether to feel honored or afraid for her life.

“Be not a fool Kitten, there is nothing little or boyish about this Sesshomaru.” In an instant he was right behind her, his large bulge pressing against the arch of her behind.

Suki gasped. There was nothing little about the demon lord, indeed. Not his ego, not his beast and certainly not his member.

“Such prestigious, pure demon blood flowing through your veins, yet, you are as weak and frail as the next human wench.” The Neko wasn’t weak at all, although her power didn’t equal his, it was enough to rival his own.

“Weak?!” She fought hard to break free from his grasp, eager to show him just how weak she was.

The Neko gasped as his large, clawed hands began to trail up her torso, his right moved to cup her left breast and the left tangling in her long midnight blue locks, pulling her head back to bare her neck to himself.

He lathed his long tongue over her mating glands, pulling a deep moan from the depths of her and turning her body into putty in his hands.

“Yes weak. You won’t even attempt to fight me, yet I can hear your heart racing. Do you fear me, or do you just want me to fuck you that badly.” He teased, smirking at her frowning face. Sesshomaru just loved how his insults got her so riled up.

‘Yes, mate wants us. She craves us.’

Sesshomaru’s beast was on the verge of insanity. Since he was usually occupied with his studies and leading his lands, there was never much time for Sesshomaru to involve himself in sexual activity. It had been a good while since he had bedded a woman, and he needed this release. The way she allowed him to bare her neck like so, the Neko was far too gone and needed to be fucked like a bitch in heat.

Suki sighed, sucking up her pride and deciding to disregard his comment, for now.

“Sesshomaru, please don’t tease me, I have no desire to be the target of your arrogance.” She tried to keep her voice steady but her tone was laced with neediness. “So if you came here to play, I decline and I’ll be taking my le-.”

Suki’s breath hitched in her throat when the Inu slid two of his slender fingers through her folds. His fingers now coated in her essence as he rubbed back and forth over her bud of nerves.

She was practically begging him to have his way with her and Sesshomaru gladly took the hint. It had been years since she had been touched by him, or anyone for that matter, as he was her last lover.

Kami, she loved his fingers. He knew exactly which spots to rub and every single time he flicked her bud, her knees weakened.

“Kitten do you give this Sesshomaru permission to fuck you?”

Her breath hitched in her throat.

“Even though I am a Neko?” Suki pointed out.

“Remember, dogs don’t like cats.” It was something he often told her when they were younger, blatantly shutting down any thoughts she may have had about him actually being attracted to her.

Truth is, Sesshomaru was madly attracted to her, as was his beast and whenever he relieved himself, he often found himself thinking of her. He had simply told her that little lie to keep her focused on their studies and training. It was shocking to see hear she still remembered such trivial words.

“I am not a dog, Kitten, but of descent. But if that is how you see me, then so be it. I have no issue with Neko’s, however, I’ve heard that cats make damn great snacks, I may test that theory.” The Inu smirked, running his tongue along the shell of her ear.

“You’re going t-to eat me?” The Neko gasped, causing him to roll his amber colored eyes. The woman was still as dense as she was in her adolescence, but who could blame her, she was sure his demon form made her’s really look like a kitten and he could very well eat her if he so pleased to.

Sesshomaru had no intentions of eating her, at least not in the sense she thought, but he slowly saw himself reconsidering, especially if she continued to annoy him.

“I’m going to do more than just eat you, Neko.” He licked her again, this time her collar bone all the way to the junction between her neck and shoulder. The Inu was playing with fire at this point and the sheer will of his conscience was the only thing keeping him from sinking his teeth into her. She let out a small pant, and he knew then that she had caught his drift.

’We are going to do more indeed, we’re going to breed our little kitty.’ His beast spoke.

“We will not breed her unless we are permitted to, I will not allow you full control.” Arguing with his beast was essentially like arguing with himself, and it was also in fact an argument that he’d never win.

Sure, the Daiyoukai was very skilled at controlling his beast, but he was still an Inu, and sometimes even he couldn’t suppress his Inu instincts.

He felt his little Kitten shift against him as she squeezed her voluptuous thighs together, attempting to mask her arousal. He could smell her greatly, the aroma of her heat was too strong to mask. Her aroused scent smelled amazing, it tempted the Daiyoukai greatly and all he wanted to do was settle between her thighs and ravish her.

It had been forever since he had last touched her, which meant it had been forever since she was last touched. Suki chewed the inside of her cheek, the smell of fear overpowering her scent like a cheap fragrance. “What troubles you Kitten?”

“What will happen once I’ve given myself to you? Will I just be thrown aside and left a second time, will you continue to pretend that we were never friends, lovers even.”

‘Friends.’ The Demon Lord raised his brow. He did consider the Neko a friend long ago. Though he was very headstrong and had this no-nonsense attitude, she had literally forced herself into his life, and since then she had always had this hold on him. She had this appeal about her and he enjoyed their time spent together. The two were almost inseparable before his father met his demise and Sesshomaru grew cold to everyone, even her, causing them to drift apart.

“I cannot foresee the future, Kitten. However, I can assure you, I will not neglect you as I have in the past.”

She gave him a nod. “Then I shall allow you to have me.”

‘Mate, she is so beautiful, we will ravish her.’

His beast spoke to him, eager to rut with the beautiful Neko princess.

He knew his Kitten was timid and pure, as she had always been even back when the two of them were young, but seeing as she remained so bashful, just did something to him and his beast. “Kitten, I am not a gentle lover, but I can assure you that you will receive unmatched pleasure.” His hands caressed her plush body and while his claws were sharp and precise enough to split a strand of hair in two, he was being extremely gentle with her.

“Flu-,” The Inu let out a grunt and she quickly corrected herself. “Sesshomaru, May I..please you first?” She turned to ask him and instead of waiting on his reply, she simply dropped to her knees in front of the male. Sesshomaru raised a brow in question, peering down at the petite woman. “Neko, what are you doing?”

“Let me show you, and I promise you will enjoy it.”

“And if I do not, is this Sesshomaru permitted to punish you?”

The Neko said nothing, but she did give him a cute smile before slowly taking his length into her mouth. She was considerate, and wanted to please him, just what the Inu needed in a mate, but allowing her to take such a sensitive part of him into a mouth that housed fangs and noxious saliva had the Inu a bit skeptical.

 ‘Kami, when did our kitten become such a good little slut?’

She held his member in her hand, sucking each of his balls into her mouth, left then right, before trailing her tongue up the fat vein on the underside of his cock. The Demon Lord shuddered violently, his legs daring to give out on him at any given moment. She stared up at him, kissing the tip and swirling her tongue around it. Feeling bold she tried to take his entire length into her mouth, the bulbous head lodging deep in her throat, choking the woman a bit. An ambitious little kitten she was, but Sesshomaru figured it’d be more ideal to begin slow.

“Ease your throat, Kitten.” His tone was less taunting and harsh, now more reassuring and truly informal.

Suki resisted the urge to smile and focused on the male’s deep, silky voice advising her. Taking a slow, deep breath, she began to bob her head.

“Go slow and take what you can.” She made sure to keep her teeth raised and away from the Inu’s member as she took more of him into her mouth, twirling her tongue around his head, coating it with her saliva.

That pulled a deep, hearty groan from the male’s lips as he settled his pale hands into her dark hair.

Suki was practically beaming inside, having the demon lord in such a vulnerable position made her feel empowered.

Taking his advice, she began to ease his member down her throat, gagging when she had taken a little more than half of him. Not only was he an exceptional length, he also had quite a bit of girth too. She’d expect nothing less from a full fledged daiyōkai.

She felt Sesshomaru’s grip on her hair tighten as he leaned his head back.

She cupped his balls in her hand and used the other to stroke whatever couldn’t fit in her mouth. He held her hair in his hands, fucking her throat slowly, loving how she swallowed around him every now and then.

“You look so alluring with my cock down your throat, Kitten.” He could see her cheeks tint red as she stared up at him. He made a motion to pull away from her, bucking his hips until more of his cock slid into her moth. Suki’s eyes watered a bit and she continued to fondle his balls, breathing through her nose as he fucked her throat over and over again.

Squeezing his balls in her hand, Suki hollowed her cheeks around the head of his member, sucking hard and sloppily. Soon enough, she was gifted with his essence spurting out into her mouth. The look of contentment on her face as she swallowed his semen made the Inu want to smile.

His taste was sweet, yet tangy, a taste she didn’t mind at all. Coming down from his climax, Sesshomaru couldn’t help but wonder where she had learned such techniques, the thought of his Kitten bringing another man pleasure like that made his blood boil.

“Kitten, where did you learn such an act?”

He kept his hands in her hair, tugging slightly until her eyes met his. The way she stared up at him so submissively made his pride swell and even he couldn’t deny how cute she looked. How she could still portray such innocence even after what they had just done was mind boggling to the Demon Lord.

“I-I’ve never done it before. The hand-maidens in my castle, they share their stories with me. I’ve been dying to try it, but I’ve been too shy to seek out a partner.”

He dropped to his knees kissing her aggressively, sloppily, and probably with a bit more tongue than she could handle. But, the kiss was also filled with so much passion, she didn’t dare pull away. Sesshomaru hadn’t known back then, but he knew now. Suki was his Kitten. His soulmate. He loved her, he’s always loved her and he hated that it took so long for him to realize it.

He broke the kiss, leaving her breathless and flustered. He traveled lower, gazing his fangs over her neck and shifting his head lower until he was able to take on of her nipples into his mouth. Sesshomaru lathed this tongue over the brown bud, rolling the other one between his fingertips, loving the way his Kitten cried out in ecstasy.

The Daiyoukai unlatched from her breast with a small ‘pop’ before shoving her head down onto his fur pelt and keeping her lovely backside positioned upward. Suki opened her mouth to protest his manhandling, but nearly let out a moan as the silky fur brushed against her cheek.

It smelled just like him. Sandalwood and earth.

She began to run her fingertips against it, waiting on the Inu to begin his ministrations. His intentions were to tease her, make her beg for him to mount her, but all that had changed and the tables had turned when she began to stroke his fur lightly.

Sesshomaru began let out soft purrs, so soft that Suki had to hold her breath to hear them. She knew that the fur was alive to some extent—it bled when cut and maneuvered at its Master’s sway. But who knew that the big ball of fluff was also a vessel of pleasure to the male Daiyōkai.

“Kitten, please refrain from touching this one’s Mokomoko-sama.”

What a regal lord he was, he even referred to his fur pelt with honorifics. “But it’s soooo soft.” She retorted, snuggling her face deeper into it.

Shaking his head, he continued with ministrations but not before grabbing both of her arms and pulling them behind her back. Sesshomaru had never stooped to using his mouth to pleasure any woman.

He didn’t feel like any woman he had bedded was worthy of what could be such a talented tongue. But she just looked so delectable spread wide for him like she was, and her alluring scent was drawing him into her.

Suki let out a loud gasp as he went in for his first taste of her sex, drawing a long lick from her clitoris to her opening. She tasted better than he had expected, and Sesshomaru had never tasted anything like it. Yes, his Kitten tasted delectable and right now, he wanted nothing more than to bury his tongue inside of her and keep it there until her juices flowed.

“Kitten, you taste just as divine as you smell.”

Unintentionally, he had let go of her arms and was now using his hands to pull apart her round, full cheeks and bury his tongue deep inside of her. “Oh fuck..” She gasped out when his tongue began to thrust in and out of her tight channel. His tongue was warm, soft and so long that it reached depths her own fingers could not.

Completely over fighting it, Suki fisted the fur of his pelt again, poking her bottom up higher and grinding herself onto his mouth, which didn’t go unnoticed by the Inu. His tongue hungrily lashed at her as he ate her like she was his last meal, sending her into a pleasure fueled frenzy. His lips latched onto her clit and she let out a blissful sigh, tossing her right leg up a bit, curling her toes.

Sesshoumaru loved that his Kitten had finally submitted to him completely. It stroked his pride greatly. He slipped his tongue between her slick lips again, deep inside of her throbbing heat, as deep as he was allowed to go before he used his thumb to gently caress her hind entrance, pulling a deep, lovely moan from his little Kitten’s lips.

He smirked at how such dirty things turned the little Neko on.

He planted his flattened tongue against her clit, dragging it agonizingly slow, all the way until it reached the perineum. Suki’s eyes rolled back and wetness trickled down her thighs as his thumb continued to tease her rosebud making her shiver. Sesshoumaru smirked, continuing his ministrations, now holding the Neko still with the strength of his right arm. “Oh Sessh, that feels so good.” She whimpered.

“Does it, Kitten?” He questioned, quickly returning his tongue back to its previous spot.

“Uhhuh.” She moaned out, rocking her body back and forth, somewhat rubbing her clit against his tongue.

Suki’s second hole clenched every now and then, prompting him to sink his finger in just a little. The demon lord had no shame in pleasing Suki, therefore if she enjoyed having her asshole tampered with, then he’d definitely do it again in the near future.

“Sesshomaru..” She whined desperately when she no longer felt his warm, wet tongue against her.

“Do not fret little Neko, this Sesshomaru will make sure you find release soon.” He said, retracting his claws and plunging two large fingers into her warmth. She whimpered as the thick, long digits filled her up exceptionally.

“God, you take my fingers so well.” He curled his fingers, making her quiver. The middle and ring fingers of his right hand dug deeper into the warm, slick folds of her pussy, making lewd, wet noises as he twisted and pulled them in and out of her. “Are you going to cream all over this Sesshomaru’s fingers, Kitten?” He asked, a look of slight amusement gracing his angelic features as his dexterous fingers slid in and out of her, massaging her special spot.

She nodded her head as her lips parted to make soundless moans. She would have never expected such vulgar words to come out of the posh and well-mannered Demon Lord’s mouth. And she definitely would have never expected to hear them directed at her.

Her body began to jerk forward with each thrust, and Sesshomaru could feel her walls clenching around his fingers as he moved them faster. “Use your words.” He commanded before the tip of his tongue finally met her puckered entrance.

“Yeesss, please don’t st-ahh!” Her juices dripped down her thighs as she slumped over, now leaving her face pressed into his pelt, her thighs twitching and her breathing sporadic. Suki was in heaven right now.

The Neko gasped loudly as she was flipped onto her back, eyes wide as she felt his hot mouth over her mound again, his warm, wet tongue snaking itself deep into her. Spreading her lovely thighs open, he held them wide and flat against her as he ate her pussy with less gracefulness than he was associated with, but with as much enthusiasm as someone fulfilling their last dying wish. He made a meal out of his Kitten as she struggled to keep herself from going over the edge again.

Suki peered down at the Inu between her thighs, almost fainting when she saw that he was looking at her. With the stripes on his face now jagged and eyes now glowing a slight pink, she couldn’t help but inwardly praise how absolutely irresistible he looked right now.

The look he was giving her was enough to make her gush all over his tongue, his pink tinged eyes were slightly hooded and he gave her a look of pure lust as he thrusted his thick tongue deeper into the depths of her channel. It was then that she knew the Inu was on the verge of losing every ounce of control of his beastly instincts, and she couldn’t wait for his inner demon to have his way with her.

She cried out, loving the strange feeling of the muscle wriggling around inside of her. Sesshomaru couldn’t help but regret not tasting his Kitten sooner.

Suki’s eyes fluttered open when she felt herself being lifted off of the ground. The way he had positioned her, her buttocks were now pressed against his pectorals and her thighs were spread even wider as he gripped her ankles, pushing them forward and placing them on either side of her head.

"Delectable…" Sesshomaru murmured as he stared at her sex spread wide open for him. Suki blushed furiously, using her hands to cover her face in embarrassment. “Remove your hands Kitten, I would like to see your beautiful face contort in pleasure as I bring you to climax once more.”

With her juicy, wet folds just below his chin, Sesshomaru leaned forward and began to slide his thick tongue between her lips all while keeping his eyes locked on hers. The back of her thighs quivered as he continued his assault, licking her in the same manner twice more before drawing a long lick from her tight second hole all the way to her sensitive clitoris.

Suki gasped at the sensation, a violent shiver passing through her entire being. Sesshomaru knew just how to work her body, she was like putty in his hands.

He kept her shoulders planted on the fur of his pelt with his arms wrapped around her waist, now standing on his knees as he ate her like his last meal with his tongue now deeper than before.

She shuddered every time his nose bumped her clitoris and his tongue stroked her sweet spot while exploring her depths.

Soon enough Sesshomaru had layed her back down spreading her thighs even wider as he completely ravished her. He took her clit into his mouth, careful of his fangs, and sucked on the bundle of her nerves. It was as if he had taken her clit into his mouth with intentions of extracting her soul.

Suki switched between grabbing her own breasts and the fur of his mokomoko-sama until he grabbed both of her hands, settling them into his hair.

He effortlessly held her shaking thighs apart with his broad shoulders and barbaric strength, reaching one of his hands to squeeze her breast, rolling the hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

“Sesh..Sesshomaru.” Her soft moans almost went unnoticed by even his immaculate hearing, but he had caught it and it brought a slight smirk to his face. “Climax for me Kitten.” He coaxed, as he switched to rubbing her clitoris with his thumb. Suki fought hard to contain her release, as she didn’t want to give the Inu the satisfaction of making her climax on command.

“Oh my-!” He felt her body spasm as she covered his face with her creamy juices. The demon lord was actually shocked, he didn’t know she would, or could, cum that much. However, it was deeply appreciated as he licked her clean. He slurped on her like a mad man, she had come to think that he was, but she was too high on pleasure to even care anymore.

The Inu rocked her back and forth allowing his tongue to stroke her bud over and over with little effort, letting her ride out her orgasm and building up another at the same time. He stuck his tongue deep inside her for the last time, licking her clean and making her tremble and climax all over his face a third time.

He lazily licked and slurped until her thighs twitched and she placed her hands on the side of his face and she begged him to stop.

Finally pulling his face away from her sex, he took in the blissful expression on her face and his inner beast smirked.

“Your face,” The Neko stared at the Daiyoukai with wide eyes. “Oh, Kami. Please don’t kill me.” The Inu grunted, rolling his eyes smugly. He had no intentions of killing the Neko, especially after she had just fed him the best meal he had ever feasted on. Sesshomaru snaked out his long tongue, licking the remnants of her juices off of his chin and upper lip.

He kissed the top of her womanhood and rested his head on her stomach, allowing her to catch her breath while he enjoyed being close to her.

’I am ready to mate our Kitten.’ He hadn’t quite lost the battle within himself yet, but it wouldn’t be long before his beast had complete control.

“Kiss me.” His deep, gruff voice commanded. He pulled her into yet another rough, passionate kiss.

“On your knees, Kitten.”

She took one more look at her Inu lover, his markings grown jagged and sharp. He was hanging on to his sanity by a thread. Sesshomaru’s mouth watered at the sight of his Kitten’s dripping wet folds spread open and ready for his taking.

He positioned himself to her entrance, gripping her hips tightly as he pushed in. Wow, his kitten, felt more amazing than she had tasted. He pushed into her slowly, showing her much more mercy than his beast liked. The Inu wanted to take his time and be gentle with his little kitten, but he almost couldn’t suppress his beast’s urge to hold her down and have his way with her.

His member stretched her deliciously, and the Neko felt as if she could feel him in her womb. “You’re so..so big.”

His mercy only lasted mere seconds as he pulled out, leaving only the head of his engorged cock inside of her before plunging into her repeatedly.

The Neko’s voice caught in her throat and her lips contoured into a wide ‘O’ as Sesshomaru began to absolutely destroy her.

She leaned forward in attempt to get him to ease up, but her attempts failed as he once again restrained her, holding her hair in one hand and her neck in the other.

“Don’t run from me, Kitten.” His deepened voice and the rumble against her neck sent chills down her spine. His thrusts never seized, in fact it felt as if he’d gone deeper than before.

“I-I can’t take it.” She whined. With the pleasure, he also delivered pain. While the girth of his member stretched her out so deliciously, she was sure she felt every single vein and vessel of his cock, the pain of his cock slamming into her was almost intolerable.

“You can and will.” Sesshomaru retorted, his gruff voice making her heart melt. Sure, Suki was a shy girl, but there was nothing she loved more than dominance from a worthy man.

Leaning forward, he draped his arms over her shoulders and locked his hands over her wrists before placing his knees outside of hers, somewhat caging her under his larger body. His member was now able to reach new depths as he sunk deeper into her, the angle allowing him to stroke perfectly against her sweet spot.

He filled her to the brim with his impressive length, kissing her cervix with every thrust, the delicious mixture of pleasure and pain sending her towards the brink of another epic climax.

Her beautiful body trembled under his as he used nothing but the sheer strength of his hips to drive into her. Thrust after thrust her knees weakened and she found it harder and harder to fight off her climax.

“F-fuck me..” Her jaw went slack and her moans were reduced to little squeaks that accompanied each thrust, her toes curled and her eyes rolled back in sheer ecstasy. Before tonight, he was unaware that Suki had such a filthy mouth, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t like it.

‘Let’s give our Kitten what she wants.’

Sesshomaru’s eyes were now completely red, the iris’ turquoise instead of their usual golden color. His claws elongated and almost doubled in length, yet he still kept a gentle hold on Suki’s neck as not to hurt her. He plowed into her hard and forcefully, almost as if she was a rag doll being used for his pleasure, and she was loving every second of it.

“Oh my-mmm. S-Sess..shomaru, I’m about to-,” She could hardly finish her sentence as a wave of pleasure washed over her when he continued to stroke her sweet spot. The Inu took the initiative to switch their positions, as he wanted to see her pretty little face when she reached her climax once again.

Lying her on her back with her legs on his shoulders he slid his length between her lips before he bottomed out inside of her in a single thrust. She let out a deep sigh-like moan, all she could muster after having the wind knocked out of her, squeezing her eyes shut as she adjusted to the depth in which he entered her again.

He fucked into her harder, staring down at her beautiful folds on full display and loving how she covered him in her juices with every thrust.

Sesshomaru made sure to slow down as he felt himself nearing his end, since he did not want to finish before she got her release. His eyes widened as he felt her small hand reach up to wrap around his neck. “Mmm..I’m so close. Don’t-don’t you dare fucking s-stop.”

The Inu was a little taken back, not only at the fact that she was crazy enough to challenge him in such a way, but also because he..liked it.

“Kitten, you are mine.” His voice was deep and gruff, lust filled and meaningful as he laid his claim over the Neko princess.

She knew it wasn’t a question but she nodded her head furiously anyway, afraid she’d lose her mind if he stopped thrusting into her.

“I’m all..fuck.” She moaned, catching her breath before trying again. “I’m all yours, just please don’t stop.” She begged, her voice shaky as he fucked her.

He leaned in closer to the juncture where her neck and shoulder met, licking his tongue over her mating glands, drawing a deep moan from her lips. Unhinging his mouth and plunging his fangs into that very spot, he sealed their fates forever. The pain from the bite was all it took to send her over the edge once more.

He kept hard, steady thrusts, gradually slowing down until he was no longer able to thrust anymore. Sesshomaru let out a deep growl, so fierce it shook the very earth they lied on, feeling his member twitch inside of her before his essence spurted out, coating her walls.

Lifting her up, he sat back on his haunches, holding her close and basking in the moment for a bit.

Moments later he maneuvered himself onto his knees, before standing, balancing his and his mate’s weight. He took them over to the spring, dipping one leg in and then the other, walking until the water was about waist level.

Sesshomaru sat himself on a boulder, Suki still in tow. The way she clung to him like her life depended on it made his heart want to explode. He loved the affection, even if he wasn’t exactly sure how to reciprocate it. Things were moving quite fast for the Inu, not only had he been reunited with his first love, but he had mated her as well, all in the same night.

“Suki.”

Called out of the slumber-like rest, she lifted her head, placing her hands against his cheeks. When they finally met eyes again, his eyes were back to their usual beautiful honey color. She ran her thumb over his stripes, leaning in to quickly peck his lips.

The Inu’s eyes widened a bit, but he quickly caught his composure.

“Your beast is very quiet, I like when you talk dirty to me.”

“My beast speaks in a language only Inu understand, Kitten.” He licked the two wounds he gave her, giving her a small nip on her jaw. She nodded in understanding, shrugging her shoulders. “I’d still love to hear it. I-I’m sorry I challenged you.”

“As you should be. I look forward to reprimanding such behavior, Mate.” The tone of his voice sent chills down her back, and she knew she’d look forward to it as well. Suki didn’t even know where to begin as she sat on the Inu’s lap, still staring into his eyes. “So you marked me..on purpose.”

“This Sesshomaru does everything with purpose. I do not regret what I have done, Kitten.”

Wow, they were really mated. The two of them were now one and he couldn’t wait to see his Kitten pregnant and round with his pups. Sesshomaru looked forward to spending the rest of his days with her. He had missed his friend—his lover, and they had a lot of catching up to do.

“I love you, Suki and I cannot allow you to slip through my fingers as you have once before. You are mine now, we are one.” He kissed her again, passionate and lovingly. “I shall be taking my leave soon, you are welcome to join me in my chambers if you are ready. If not, I will accompany you to the North.”

“Do you still reside in the castle in the clouds?” She questioned after she had dressed and gathered her belongings. The Inu simply nodded.

“Then, I shall be taking this.” She pulled at his Mokomoko draping it across her shoulder, mimicking the demon lord.

“I am Sesshomaru, ruler of the western lands.” She deepened her voice, trying to sound like the Demon Lord. The Inu almost cringed as his white pelt dragged behind her, her short stance almost making it it impossible not to be dragged on the ground .

“Oh Fluffy, I think your fur looks better on myself than it does on you.”

Sesshomaru’s mind wandered and he had come to the conclusion that maybe he wouldn’t mind seeing his Kitten’s naked body adorned in nothing but his MokoMoko-Sama.

“Neko,” He growled ferociously. “Unhand this one’s pelt.” His tone should have been enough to instill fear in his mate, however it only made her act out more.

“Unhand this one’s pelt.” She mocked him again, giggling. “Why don’t you come take it from me, Lord Sesshomaru .” She taunted.

If his tone wasn’t enough, then maybe what she needed was a firm hand against her backside. Before he could do just that, she vanished into thin air. The Inu withheld a groan, shaking his head.

What was he going to do with his sneaky little kitten.

❀

This was so long for no reason 😭 but I’m absolutely in love with Sesshomaru so of course the longest fic I’ve ever written goes to him 🥹

#sesshomaru x chubby reader #sesshomaru #sesshomaru x black reader #sesshomaru x oc #inuyasha #lord sesshomaru #sesshoumaru #chubby reader #plus size reader #inuyasha a feudal fairy tale #HentyeHottie

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thoughtfullyrainynightmare · 7 months

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A night of passion

Summary: Just some steamy, romantic smut (no proper plot) for Fire Vermillion month as well as Kinktober (no I don't have any regrets) Pairing: Fuegoleon x f!reader (At 1st person pov) Genre: Smut Length: ~2.1k Contains: Romantic smut, some tearing of clothes, slight nipple play, vaginal fingering, established relationship, no mention of protection, one use of "Fuck me", cervix fucking (?), overstimulation, creampie, double penetration (he uses his fire/mana hand with all the added benefits and more cleanliness), mentions of bodily fluids; semen and vaginal fluids, praising, passion, aftercare (I think that's everything)

Dimmed lights. Starlight glowing from the window, draped by thick crimson curtains. And silk sheets under me.

They feel almost cool.

Almost.

But given how the man above me is anything but.

My beloved. The one my heart desires. The one I crave and thirst and lust night after night.

Because I simply cannot get enough of him.

Granted that he works long days, late nights and most often looks exhausted. During those nights I’m content with curling next to him, while placing my hand onto his chest and simply listening to his breathing as he drifts off to sleep.

But. This night is not one of those nights.

During this night, whether it’s the positioning of the moon and the stars, hormones, or the fact that it feels like weeks since he has last touched me, I don’t think I can quite make due without.

Tonight, my thirst is overwhelming.

Maybe he saw it. The plead, the beg in my half-lidded eyes as I straddled him while grinding my hips right against his crotch that he felt it. How much I want him.

‘Maybe’. Huh, who am I to fool myself. For if he hadn’t seen it, the way I looked at him, the way I licked my lips and bit down on it, would he be there, on top of me, ripping my shirt off with a promise to buy me a new one when I could care less about it. Why would I care when he yanks my pants down with a swift motion, and tosses his jacket onto the foot of the bed with yet another.

His eyes turn to me.

Those rich, dark, deep purple eyes that are like velvet wrapped in satin, when in daylight they’re aching to lavender. Eyes that are full of hunger, the same as mine.

Then he takes a hold of the lower end of his shirt, revealing his pecks, then his broad chest… neck which is so very fun to kisssss…. Strong arms and a fine jawline…

And again his eyes, right before the vermillion locks drape down onto his shoulders like silk.

He chuckles, the corner of his lips turning into a content smirk as he lets out a low… sultry… chuckle…

His lips part, just barely, but they do, as he begins to crawl back on top of me. His frame fully encases me, like he was a beast. A ravenous lion here to feast.

And I don’t mind letting him. I don’t mind being the entrèe, the main course and the dessert.

Actually, I’m asking to be just that. I’m asking to be a feast for him. Just for him…

So, when he lowers down and presses his lips against the skin of my neck I can’t help but gasp. I can’t help but feel shivers running down my spine, because I know this is but a prelude. His breath glides over me, as his mouth leaves sloppy, wet kisses as he keeps trailing down… and down… Pinches my nipple on the way, massaging my breasts for a while with a swirl of his tongue around the areola…

His hand… is faster than his mouth. It reaches down, inserting one finger, then another… a third… and I engulf it all, in.

I can feel him smirking against my skin again, as he already feels how ready I am for him. How I am wet and hot and needy for him.

But I know that it only strokes his lion pride. Because he is proud. Proud of making me feel this way, making me long for his touch this much. So, he glances at me with that devilishly delicious smirk, as his eyes glimmer in the faint light of the bedroom, and begins to climb back up.

His arms settle on opposite sides of my head as I can feel the tip of his cock pressed against my entrance.

My fingers grace his sides… his arms… his back… as he quite simply admires me. Just is there, for a moment that seems both long and not long at all, like time itself had stopped still. And I nod.

I nod, and I nod…

And he smiles.

He smiles while leaning back, his hands trailing along the length of my body, until he grabs my hips and pulls me closer, burying his cock all the way to the hilt into me. And I can see how he’s biting down his molars from how warm I must feel around him. How tight I am to him. Because it must be tight given how well he’s stretching me open, just for him.

I can feel him throbbing in me as his breathing is heavy and rugged, like he couldn’t wait but to pound into me, rearrange my insides time and time again, while painting them white with his cum, only to bury his cock back in to churn the cum in me, only to cum again and again until I overflow.

“Make love to me,” I tell him. “Do me,” I continue, drunk on the sheer amount of my feelings for him, or perhaps just the ecstasy of the moment. “Fuck me. Fill me. And then cum once more to make it flow out.”

Words I probably should say. Words I probably shouldn’t speak out.

But I do.

And he looks at me. His eyes lock together with mine to make sure that he heard right. Those purple eyes… Royal purple… Still dark and dimmed with how much he craves for me.

His grip grows tighter, fingers burying themselves into my ass cheeks as I can feel him still pulsating in me, the tip of his long, thick, cock pressed right against my cervix.

And I nod.

I nod to tell him that I meant it.

I meant it.

There’s a smirk that rises to his lips. An almost devilish grin as his lips part only barely.

“As my queen desires…” he purrs, murmurs through the air with a lick of his lips and a tone that is low and quiet. Sultry and decadent.

He pushes forth, rolling my hips as he positions himself directly on top of me, knees bent so that I can feel his balls pressing on my lower set of lips.

And then he rolls his hips, making sure that there is pressure to my clit. Making sure that every time he rolls his hips, he hits the sweet spot inside of me and that his cock is kissing the very entrance to my womb.

After all, if he pours it directly in there, he’ll have more space to fill.

“You’re so beautiful,” he praises with yet another roll of his hips, a gentle motion, even if it keeps massaging the sensitive bundle of nerves.

I moan out his name, and see that smirk widen.

“Go ahead,” he tells me. “Cum, my love.” It’s a strange combination of a command, a plea and an implore.

He pulls his hip back more than before, only to slam back in with the rolling motion. Pounding into me with individual, heavy, thrusts that taste like his devotion and hunger.

I cum for the first time. Eyes roll back and my hands grasp the sheets as he continues the gentle motion all through my climax.

“Again,” he tells me as drool starts dripping down the side of my mouth.

He props himself with just his left hand, as his right travels down to my clit, applying both pressure and warmth in a combination that makes me clasp onto him. One hand on his shoulder and the other on his back, fingers pressed into his skin.

And that is when his lips latch onto my neck. His warm breath glides all the way down to my collarbone sending waves of warmth rushing through me.

He doesn’t need to tell me again, since I climax again, and even through the haze I can feel him smirk in triumph against my skin.

“You’re doing so well, my beloved,” he praises me again as he begins to move back.

“Wait,” I manage, gripping onto him, sinking my fingers deeper against his muscular back. “Give me a moment…” I plead, I ask, I wish… because I don’t want him to go.

“I’m right here,” he tells me as he brushes a few locks of my hair away from my face. “Just tell me when,” he places a kiss onto my forehead, which is enough for the moment.

The rush is wearing down, just a bit, but that bit is enough.

“Okay,” I nod, out of breath. “Continue.”

And I don’t need to tell him twice.

Oh by the gods how I don’t need to tell him twice.

He leans back, only to flip me around on the bed, ass high up in the air as if on display for him. And as I move my head to look between my legs, I can see my own cum running down my thighs, dripping onto the sheets.

I can feel his broad hands on my hips, palms pressing onto my ass with a grip that is securing, as if I was going somewhere.

And he thrusts in me. With a single, slick motion. Again all the way to the hilt.

Because he doesn’t do things carelessly.

He doesn’t do me carelessly. But with intense, certain, heavy motions that feel almost drunk with lust and crave and love and passion he feels for me.

And then he growls. “So good…”

I don’t think he realizes the words that left him. I don’t think he noticed to be speaking, growling and grunting out loud, but I don’t care!

Not as his pace is quickening. Not as I can feel his balls hitting against my clit with every smack of his hips against mine. Not as I can feel his cock burying itself into me as he comes, and warmth fills me.

He pants.

But just for a few seconds. Then there is a brief silence and a chuckle.

He leans forward, pressing my upper body more securely against the sheets as he starts pounding again, as his cum is churning up inside of me.

“I wonder…” I hear him half utter, half growl, as I feel his right hand trailing from my hip, onto my ass, and then… something warm tracing around my other hole, something warm.

Then he penetrates me again.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” he commands me as his thumb is pumping in and out.

If I had the sanity left, I would have to admire his control over his flame arm. But, I don’t, and alas, I am merely drowning in the ecstasy of him filling me, claiming me, marking me.

I can feel my walls clench around him as the knot in my stomach only intensifies as I moan and gasp and I can feel my hips trying to match his movements out of impulse, but I-, can’t-, be-cause, it-,

And-

Jusss-t

I hear him growling behind me, right before my eyes roll back and the sound of blood rushing through my ears blocks all other sounds away, as I cum.

I cum again.

And he pumps in and out a few more times, through my climax.

I feel dizzy… but I can feel me hips twitching. Drool rolls down the side of my face. But there are no thoughts running through my mind. I’m just trying to catch my breath.

He wraps his arm around my waist and rolls onto the side, pulling me along with him as he’s still inside of me. His chest is sturdy and broad, as he envelopes me into his embrace, the skin of his left arm feeling so warm against mine.

“Are you alright?” He asks with an out of breath whisper, and I nod as he pulls out.

His breathing glides over my neck, onto which he places a gentle kiss, like a butterfly on a blade of grass.

“I love you,” he tells me, and I reply with a confession of my own.

“I love you too.”

I must sound out of breath and exhausted, but there’s a smile on my lips, because this is the best kind of exhaustion. Drunk on love and lust.

His thumb keeps stroking me as his arm stays right there, holding me close, as we just lie there.

Gradually my breathing settles down, and I let out a savouring hum, with which I hear hem let out a quiet, low chuckle.

He is pleased too. I know that he is.

In a little while he’ll take my hand and guide me to the showers, but for now, just a little while longer, we’ll stay here.

Just… a moment.

Just holding onto each other.

#fuegoleon x reader #black clover fanfiction #black clover smut #fuegoleon smut #black clover x reader #fire vermillion month

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rhine-gold-archive · 2 years

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Candace x GN! Reader

Warnings: not sfw, fingering, overstim, penetration, pretty soft, but with a little bit of sub\dom overtones. Strap\cock implied.

You’re in a small oasis pool under the cliff that has tracks left by the long dried waterfall. It’s midnight and the crescent moon glows softly overhead. Candace is on her knees in front of you, leaning on the rocks that frame the waterline. The leaves of trees over you create the intricate lace pattern on her body, but her gorgeous curves are offset by the fickle orange glow from the dim fire you left on the shore. Only her golden jewelry, the only things she left on her naked body, create bright highlights in this velvety darkness of the desert night. And, of course, her amber eye as she glances back at you when you touch her.

Her hair, let loose from the ponytails, is wet and clinging to her back, long strands swirling softly, like the stems of waterplants around you. You gently move them aside, slide your hand under the heavy wings of the golden jewelry on her back, watch her shiver as you run your fingers down her spine. You massage her tense muscles until she starts arching her back, then you start sliding your hands down the curve of her back, teasingly, in a wide arc by her sides not quite enough touching her breasts, and almost, but, not really, reaching her ass.

Until her breath grows heavy, her plump lip bitten, trying to stay in control, but her body betrays her, arching under your hands. You lean against her back and cover her full, exquisite breasts with your hands. You play with them until she starts whimpering, soft, supple flesh and hard, sensitive buds of the nipples. Until she starts thrusting her as against you needily, on the brink of the loss of control. Then you slide your hand between her legs to find her wet, and not from the waters of the oasis, because this is a slick, pulsing heat. You kiss her neck, grope and squeeze her breasts with one hand and caress her throbbing cunt with the other. She comes with a short, guttural groan just like that, control held for too long finally let loose.

But it’s a short orgasm, and after you turn her over, her body is now half-submerged in the dark water. The desert stars bloom low, bright and big, their reflections mixing with the white water lilies and yellow lotuses around the gilded bronze of her body. Hard peaks of her breasts stand out of the water, her midnight blue hair curls in the water around her head like a crown of a whirpool, her mouth is open in hard panting, her pink tongue showing, and she looks up at you, hazy in desire, but intent, the bright golden heat of the desert noon and the deep blue of it’s night.

The jewelry on her thighs glimmers when you lift them, spreading her legs, and when you thrust into her, the gold ornaments all over her body throw wild glittering highlights as she arches under you. When she squirms, the swirling water and the scattered dim light make her form waver, look like she’s a beautiful mirage, ready to vanish. But her body is pliant and open when you fuck her lovely tight cunt, and the tension builds in the liquid coils in her belly.

When she finally comes, the tightened hydro energy inside of her unleashes and calls to the sleeping underground springs. The long dead waterfall above you comes to life and erupts in soft strings, glittering in moonlight. Under it, Candace pushes you up, climbs onto your lap and starts riding you, the sparkling rivulets cascading down her body, from her neck, sharp collarbones, down to the heavy, bouncing mounds of her breasts, wide dark areolas of her nipples and their hard peaks glistening wet. You dig your fingers into her plush tighs, fuck into her, and she arches, clenches around you, sending water waves sparkling around, shimmering gold, deep dark azure and stark-white moonlight.

After, when she’s shivering and heaving on top of you, your strap\cock still buried deep inside her, you kiss her, and she answers, but reluctantly.

“We shouldn't have,” she whispers, low, still breathless, “I have a duty to perform soon…”

“Well, we brought another waterfall back to life,” you grin against her skin. “From my point of view, we should do it much often.”

#rhine writes filth #genshin smut #i usually only write smut after full character analyses but OH WELL #candace

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indigo-scarf · 11 months

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A rec list for Draco/Remus, two broken men with both fluffy fur and sharp claws — sometimes literally, sometimes metaphorically. Enjoy! 🐺

Reassurance by Jain (G, 150) - Draco being spiky and Remus being patient.

Cook by Nope (?, 400) - Draco being a spoilt brat and Remus having none of it.

Recovery by dalula (G, 525) - Draco takes care of Remus after the full moon.

The Ragged Men in Ragged Clothes by zalil (E, 1.8k) - My favourite dynamic with these toxic, traumatised babygirls: "He doesn't mind Remus using him to indulge in emotional self-flagellation and he likes to pretend he is with him only to drive his parents up the wall."

Draco Drabbles by danpuff (?, 1.2k) - danpuff's Draco is the brattiest, I love him so much. Bonus threesome with Sirius.

Birthday Party by danpuff (G, 2.2k) - Pure family fluff with Draco pretending he's not fluffy.

when i heard at the close of the day by nimpark (E, 2.8k) - Draco with a shitty Muggle job, but at least he has a lovely partner to come home to.

After the Storm has Passed by Donna_Immaculata (M, 2.3k) - The first Dremus fic I read and it stayed with me because Draco is so hauntingly embarrassing, it's pure adrenaline.

מפלצת by Areola (T, 2k) - Draco is sent to Grimmauld and I love how aggressively prickly he is in this one.

The Hollow by wolfpants (E, 12k) - They both try so hard to pretend they're not falling apart and it's great when they fail.

a truce in waiting by afterism (T, 6k) - Draco and Remus have a rough time in the woods mid-war, but the prose is a pleasure.

The House Guest by wildestranger (E, 7k) - Draco and Remus are forced by the Ministry to live together at the Manor, and that's a cool way to explore that they are both seen as socially unacceptable menaces. There are so many little details sprinkled through this fic, such as: "However, Draco isn't a silent reader. He likes to laugh or snort or curse at the text in front of him".

W.O.L.F. by shadowsapiens (M, 3.7k) - Remus takes in terrified newly-turned werewolf Draco and it's such extremely cute hurt/comfort.

In the Bones by A_factorygirl_69 (E, 7.8k) - Two werewolves living out their instincts in a house by the forest. Lovely, aesthetic vibes.

The Fields of St. Herve by Arsenic (E, 32k) - Remus mentors Draco in being a gay werewolf and all the post-moon snuggling is adorbs.

#rec list #hp fanfic #dremus #draco x remus #draco malfoy #remus lupin #my stuff

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spindrifters · 1 year

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rise and shine it is morning wolfstar smut hours

A long, curious finger circling wide around a pink areola, the deep pucker at the center dimpling inward. His nipples are fucking weird, he does know that, pulling themselves inside where most just lie flat or poke out a bit. He worked that out early, long before he worked out he was attracted to blokes at all. It’s sort of hard to avoid when you’ve got a little brother and share a dorm with two other boys. Sirius stopped being self-conscious about them a long time ago.

“You’ve seen me shirtless how many times, Moons?” he asks, raising a brow.

Remus shrugs, eyes still fixed on his chest, and there’s a flicker of pointed curiosity behind amber brown eyes. “Guess I never really noticed. Do they stay like that?”

“Why don’t you find — ah.”

A single flick of those clever fingers, nail catching at the pucker, and an almost embarrassing gasp pulls itself out of him.

“Oh, shit,” Remus breathes, half a disbelieving laugh, and the delight in his eyes by now is positively devilish. He does it again. “S’pose they don’t.”

Remus lays him down on the bed at some point, but Sirius doesn’t really notice. Between idle pinches and curious rolls of his now-alert nipples between callused fingers, he’s halfway gone already. There’s something almost painfully beautiful about it, being laid bare and vulnerable like this to the warm summer air and Moony’s attentions at his chest, kisses dropped on that dusting of black hair over his sternum before moving to capture a reddened nub between his lips.

Sirius didn’t think it was possible before now, but between breathless gasps of, “Oh, Merlin,” he’s barely even cognizant enough to worry that he might finish off from this alone. Remus rubs a gentle circle into his hip as he suckles at him, that clever tongue dragging flat across the oversensitive nipple, refusing to let it soften and dimple in again. It’s almost too much to bear. He’s never had another man’s hands on him before, another man’s mouth, not like this. Never mind that it’s Moony — that flicker of dark tongue, those full, gorgeous lips shining obscene and wet. A gentle scrape of teeth, a pulse of pure desire racing down to his fast-hardening cock, and Sirius can’t help but whimper even as his hips rut up into nothing.

#marginalia excerpt #rise and shine

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fullmoonareolas · 4 months

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#big tiddy committee #huge cleavage #huge tiddies #full moon areolas #huge aureolas

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waltonjordan · 25 days

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The Eclipse

“Do you have any coke?” That’s what she said to me as I walked up to her on the street. I stop and started, staring at her, she was standing under a street light and she was absolutely beautiful with thick wild black hair and big brown eyes, olive skin, with a movie star’s body. I didn’t have any coke, but I did not want to tell her that, so I just starred at her, while thinking where could I get some coke at 3:30 in the morning? Yes my first thoughts were to take a penitentiary chance and go and find this strange, beautiful woman some coke at all cost, just because she looked so goddam good, I was willing to do anything. She could have been a cop looking to bust guys with coke on them, or just looking to bust guys who are walking around early in the morning if they do are say something stupid. You never know, because I’ve seen all kind of crazy ways cops arrests people and those are just a few. Then she said. “That’s okay… I’ve done way too much coke tonight and if I do any more my heart may busts.”

She wore all white and I can see that she had perspiration all over her body, to the point to where it’s showing her areola though her shirt. It was a warm night, but it’s not warm enough to be sweating all over like she was, so what was my suggestion? “Well, do you think you should smoke some weed… You know… So you can even out?” She looks at me with a puzzled look, for about ten seconds, before saying. “Yeah! I think that’s a good idea.” I smile big, because I had weed and good weed too. We walked over to a bus stop that was right in back of city hall and right across from the main police station on first and Main in downtown LA., I rolled up the fattest blunt I could with of course the best weed Cali has to offer. We didn’t talk while I rolled up, she just watched me as I did it, right when I lit the blunt she stood up and put her hands in the air and spent around and around, and when she stops she looked right at me as if she was looking inside of me and seeing the person I am, before saying. “I left the club hours ago. I left my friends and turn off my phone, because I got tired of them trying to find me… I WANT TO BE LOSTS!” I can feel my heart beat faster as those words came out of her mouth.

She walks up close to me and holds her hand out for the blunt, but I’m kind of stuck in my sit just looking at her and thinking in my head, “Is this real.” She grabs the blunt out of my hand and hit the weed like an old school veteran and blew the smoke into the moon light. “I can’t believe you’re the first person I’ve talked to since I’ve been wondering around… You must think I’m fucking crazy, right?” Like I said… I was stuck and my mind was completely blank. The only think I was thinking was, “Work, you stupid fucking brain, work.” While thinking that to myself, I just smiled at her like I was mentally challenged and was happy when she passed the weed back to me. “I’ve been walking around like I’m waiting for something, but there’s nothing.” She comes and sits next to me and holds her hand out again for the weed, this time I pass it to her. As I pass her the weed, I feel my thoughts come to me, or it’s a spirit, or something that came to me and said to me inside of my head. “Do as I say, and say what I say.” I can feel my whole body come alive as I sat up straight and looked at her. “We find each other every lifetime and all were giving, is this moment.” She looks at me and takes a deep breath and in the back of my mind I’m thinking, “Is this really what my stupid ass brain came up with?” “It’s all ways two weeks before the solar eclipse when I find you, are you find me, or we find each other. Were the reason for the eclipse.” I try reaching out and touching her body and she moves away for me, but still looking at me with bated breath. “You know in your heart that I’m telling you the truth.” I stand there thinking, “Man I’m full of shit.” But at the same time I feel like everything I’m saying is true and I do not know how I feeling the way I’m feeling, because it can’t be true, but somehow someway it feels true. I move in again to touch her and this time she let my hand touches her hip and every particle of energy that was in the air must have come inside of me and was released in my touches, because goosebumps cover her body with that one touches. I move in closers kissing her neck and rubbing her body and I whisper in her ear. “Were the children of gods, and we do as we please.” She grabs me and kisses me with all of the passion and fury of a city being build and destroyed all at the same time. I pull up her shirt up and start to kiss and suck on her breasts, while rubbing and touching her everywhere. I don’t know if cars where driving by, or if people were walking by, it only felt like us in the whole universe at that moment and time. I feel her hand go down my pants and she grabs my manhood in her hand. I’m so hard I could bust though concrete and chip diamonds all at same time. I pull her pants down and spin her around and take her from behind, right there for the whole world to see, but as the world seems to be asleep the passion from every life time seems to be alive in the two of us and our love making is for the good of the world and all mankind. As she becomes wetter than the ocean and vibrates all over, I realize that this is more than love making, or lust. I realize that this had to happen. The magic of light and the sinfulness of the night coming together, before the eclipse, so there can be an eclipse. To all who saw the eclipse, and enjoy the eclipse… You’re welcome. Sincerely, Walton Jordan.

#true story #street life #urban #girls who smoke weed #short story #original story #story

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b0ther · 3 years

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glass of rum

beidou just wants to see your pretty little face falter under her touch.

pairing : beidou x reader (fem pronouns, afab)

rating : explicit, not safe for work (sexual content)

type : one-shot

tags : praise kink, fingerfucking, overstimulation, multiple orgasm, thigh riding, tits fondling, clothed sex, hickeys, corruption kink if u squint, beidou is possessive

word count : 2,008

author's note : dom beidou can do anything to me.

( masterlist │ ask/request │ ao3 )

You couldn’t count how many times you came that night.

The moon was reaching its full height on the cloudless sky, small and serene waves were hitting the Alcor, creating a rocking motion to the ship. It would’ve been the perfect night to sleep under the star filled sky, but the Captain had other plans tonight, and it didn’t involve you getting any rest.

You adored Beidou, much like many others, and you would do anything to please her. Your infatuation might have crossed the line, and she recognized the power she had over you.

As you were delivering to her a glass of rum, the captain had beckoned to you with only her fingers to approach her, resting her jaw on her other hand as she assessed you up and down, like a predator ready to pounce at her prey.

You had worn your best skirt, short and loose, and your thinnest blouse. You made it clear to anyone that saw you on the way to the cabin that you had one goal in mind; and that is to grab the Captain’s attention.

And it worked.

When you got close enough, she pushed the chair she was sitting on back, tapping on her thigh to motion for you to sit on her lap.

“Captain…” You felt your core dampening as you drank in the sight of the way she was sitting with her legs wide open.

“Darling,” she raised an eyebrow, and you felt yourself getting more aroused at the sweet pet name she offered you. “I am not a patient woman.”

You should’ve known that she was up to no good—the gaze in her eyes were evident enough that she was about to let herself indulge in you. As you nestled yourself comfortably on one thigh, Beidou brought the glass of alcohol to your lips.

You looked at the liquor, before blinking at her. Beidou’s lips turned into a small snarl, you looked so innocent that night that it was almost funny how bad she wanted to ruin you right there and then.

“Drink up,” she muttered, holding you close to her body by your waist. Her fingers dug to the material of the shirt you were wearing, possessively disabling you from getting up.

She pushed the glass on your mouth and you yelped, feeling the hot liquid burning your throat, spilling heavily out from the edges of your lips. You widened your eyes when your blouse got soaked with the liquor.

Beidou didn’t let you finish the rum, and instead, she slammed the glass on her table.

“You’re such a pretty girl,” her tongue travelled from your jaws to the gathering alcohol on your neck, lapping your skin dry as you panted, shifting on your seat to get some friction on your pussy.

The hand she used to grasp on your waist entered your blouse, rubbing your bare skin underneath the material before eventually coming to fondle one of your tit, tugging at them roughly, rolling your hardened nipples between her fingers.

You whimpered underneath her touch, excitement flaring up your chest as she leaned down to take your abandoned, clothed bud between her teeth.

“Captain,” you ran your fingers on her hair, gripping on them softly as she continued giving your tits the treatment. She grazed your areola with her nail and you arched your back in response.

You watched as her closed eye fluttered open, letting go of your teat in her mouth with a small “pop”. She admired the way your nipples protrude against the material of your top, before eventually lifting it up to let your glorious tits be displayed to her.

Instinctively, your arms went to cover your chest, but she gently tugged it away, emphasizing her grip on your other tit by squeezing you hard.

A gasp escaped your lips, and Beidou took her sweet time lionizing the shape of your tits. Her hand touched your bare knee, slowly inching up to your inner thigh—the pace was slow and deadly, you wanted to tell her to hurry up and fuck you, but the intensity around her caused you to not speak up.

“You’re not wearing anything underneath,” she lowly questioned as her fingers were approaching your throbbing heat, resting on your creamy thigh. You had to bite down on your lips hard in order to not make a sound.

Beidou looked up from your chest, eyes slanting and reprimanding, as if you had committed a great sin.

“You wanted this.”

At her accusation, you could feel another rush of arousal washing over you. Her fingers were merely just inches away from your core, and perhaps it was just your imagination, but her fondling seemed to get more and more coarse.

“Answer me,” she calmly urged you to say what she knew you would. “If you keep quiet, I won’t touch you at all.”

The threat electrified you and you whined, suddenly nodding your head rigorously, “I— I did…”

“Mhmm,” she watched your expression, her hand inching closer to your wet slit before finally dipping a finger between your folds. At her touch, the tension that had been building seemed to melt away.

Your mouth gaped at how she was caressing your pussy, eyes closed as her thick fingers played with your clit.

“You’re making a mess in my hand,” her voice came out scolding, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to open your eyes and see her expression.

“M’sorry,” you whimpered, her fingers were circling your button, slowly, teasing you. It seemed like she had a thing for your naive face being lost in pleasure given to you by her, she took in your expression as you shuddered in your grasp.

She took your clit between her fingers and pinched, making you gasp, eyes shooting wide open as your reckless pants surrounded the room. You felt an overflowing sweep of orgasm washing over you, your hips embracing a messy fluctuation.

“Did you just come?” She asked, but before you could give any kind of response, she easily slipped two fingers inside of your gaping hole, wide open and ready for her to take.

The sensitivity you got from your fresh orgasm caused you to trash—Beidou let go of your tit and instead turned your body so that you were properly held up by her chest. She placed one of your feet against the table, and forced open your leg.

“Cap— Captain,” you mewled, embarrassed at the shameful position she put you in with your cunt displayed out in the world.

“You’re my good girl, right?” Instead of addressing your concern, Beidou pounded the full length of her fingers in your cunt.

You melted at the praise, nodding your head.

You are her good girl, just for her.

She seemed satisfied at the response you gave and gave your head a small kiss, praising you.

“If you’re my good girl, you’d let me play with you, right?”

The thought of being Beidou’s toy shouldn’t be this exhilarating, but you felt your cunt squelching at her words as she snickered. The sound of your wetness against her fingers filled the otherwise empty room.

“Make me your toy,” you watched her fingers disappearing inside of you, “please.”

Beidou stayed quiet for a moment, letting her fingers pleasure you as she watched the way you panted and breathed, softly calling out her name every now and then.

Such an obedient little girl.

You didn’t have to tell her twice.

———

“Beidou—“ You lifted yourself from her chest, back arching as she pumped her digit mercilessly in and out of your hole, so easily that it was almost embarrassing.

You felt her hot tongue giving the skin under your neck a long lick, her sharp teeth nibbling on your earlobes in the process. Her fingers were so thick and calloused, the results of working on a ship for so many years, and they filled your cunt so so good, stretching you wide open, scissoring the inside of your warm pussy, reaching spots you had never even touched before with your own fingers.

The way the rough edges of her fingers were dragging your walls were driving you insane, coupled with her words of encouragement, telling you much of a good girl you were being for her, how pretty your pussy looked taking her in.

A curse escaped your lips as you felt another wave of orgasm hitting you; your knees were buckling in the air, ass lifting to get more friction on your core—has it been the fifth time? Maybe sixth?

Your fluid flew out of your hole, you watched tiredly as you continuously squirted against her palm, the wooden floor of her private cabin becoming wet by the leaks of your juice. Your body limped against hers, slumping down, cunt still clenching around her digits every now and then.

“Made you squirt,” Beidou cockily pointed out the obvious, “You like my fingers that much?”

The captain lifted your weakened body by your thighs, propping you up against her chest.

“Please,” through half-lidded eyes, you mewled with your breath heavy. A trickle of sweat rolled down your chin and she chuckled meanly.

“Please?” She repeated your plea, pulling her fingers from your cunt and instead letting her hand rest just on your slit, lazily rubbing circles on your sensitive clit.

“Nghh,” you took your bottom lips between your teeth, “I— haaaa, I need you in me.”

You felt no change in her movement, no response whatsoever and decided to speak again.

“Please, Captain,” You pouted, looking at her with your eyelashes fluttering, hips bucking like a dog in heat. “I’ve never felt so good.”

You were so needy for her, fat pussy lips glistening with your juice, inviting her to finger fuck your perfect cunt again. The thought of her fingers being the only one that could bring you so much pleasure drove her nuts.

Beidou pressed her neck against the back of your neck, thumbing down your clit for a moment, watching you arch your back before letting go. “How many times do you want to come to my hand?”

Your eyes turned wide at the offer. “I’ll take what—nghh—whatever you give me.”

She took your skin between her teeth, your compliance enough to awaken a sleeping beast inside of her.

Beidou bit down on your neck, making sure to leave a mark to let anyone that sees you know that you belong to her. Just her.

You felt your chest getting heavy again, and Beidou took the initiative of slipping three fingers in your cunt, encouraging you to ride her digits to orgasm.

“Archons,” you cried out, your fingers finding themselves entangled with her hair as you released another load of juice to her hand.

You felt your thighs slapping against each other before getting pulled away by your Captain’s rough hands. “Don’t hide your cunt,” she ordered, taking a look at your mess and you nodded meekly.

Beidou hummed happily, slipping her three fingers out before tapping your core.

“Captain—“ you mewled, and she laughed lowly. She lifted your body, placing your legs on either side of her thigh, your bare and delicate pussy now pressing against the smooth skin of her cold thigh.

She carefully helped you get rid of your blouse, tossing them aside before resting her hands on your waist, pressing you down.

You shuddered at the pressure.

Beidou ran her hands all over your torso and your nude tits, grazing your nipple as you looked at her with a lewd stare, lips between your teeth.

“Lift your skirt,” she instructed, and your shaky hands went to lift your skirt, granting her a view of her thigh already drenched in your wetness.

Beidou nodded her head, happy at the position she had put you in.

She looked back up to your wreck of a face, leaning back on her chair.

“Ride my thighs,” her cool command caused excitement to spike up your body. “Show me how good you can be for me.”

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #beidou #beidou x reader #beidou x you #beidou smut #smut #beidou x reader smut #genshin beidou smut #beidou genshin smut #beidou x you smut #one-shot

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bakakatsuki69 · 2 years

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Ha so you was saying

(Dom Hawks x bondage older reader)

The night air blows through your clothes but you didn’t mind too much as you felt familiar arms holding you tight. It was a beautiful cool night as the stars twinkled around the bright full moon. You peek up at him with a slight smile. What you didn’t know was that he was looking at you too. His hawk-like eyes were staring deep as if they could see into your eyes. You look sheepishly away but you caught his little smirk.

“Oh, don’t be shy now, kid” he says with a soft chuckle.

“Hmmph” you respond. You almost forgot that you was upset at him earlier today.

“Still mad, kid?” He asks softly. He frowns as he speaks.

You remain silent. This was the only way to get under his skin as nothing else would work on him.

“Damn it” he sighs in frustration.

You remain silent watching the scenery of buildings pass by you as he soars in the air. His strong wings carry you higher and higher. You realize he is going higher than he usually does and let out a small yelp. You clutch him by his shirt.

You notice his smug smile and angrily smack him. He knows you weren't very fond of heights yet he still flew this high up. The jerk.

“Careful,” he warns. “I may lose my balance and then we both could crash into something”

You cut your eyes at him angrily but settle down.

“Take us lower” you say.

“Hmm” he says. “Finally talking to me”

“Keigo put me down,” you scowl.

You are clearly scared but try to hold it in. Seeing your expression he quickly lowers down and decreases his speed.

“I-I’m sorry” he whispers. He looks very sullen as he heads towards your home.

Once inside your “love nest” as Keigo called it you smack him again.

“Ok yeah I deserved that,kid”

“Don’t call me kid.” You said. He called you a kid even though you were older than him.

“Why not,kid” he asked with a smirk.

“I’m almost 4 years older than you,” you said matter of factly.

“Oh” he said.

You rolled your eyes and began to walk away. As you begin to walk away though he covers you with his wings. Holding you tight in his arms.

“Let’s see about that,” he whispers softly from behind in your ear.

Before you could utter a word he had already bitten down on your neck. He licks the tip of your ear then gently nibbles. Your body reacts violently to his actions. As your body gets hot he proceeds to tear your top off. He rips it right off and then unsnaps your bra exposing your (insert cup size) breast. He licks his top lip seductively before he begins to circle his tongue around your areola. Slowly pulling your skirt down along with your lace thong.

He grabs you around your neck and then reaches his other hand to your pussy. Forcing your legs open he gently touches your clit. You close your legs but he grips your thigh and forces them open again. You try to reject him but he isn’t letting you go.

He rubs your clit fast making your juices flow down your leg. Just as you are ready to climax he stops. He lets you go but only for a second before he picks you up bridal style and takes you to your bedroom. He tosses you on the bed before gripping your arms above your head.

“So...let's see how I repay you for those two slaps earlier.”

You began to struggle under his grip. You kick your legs at him. After catching him in his chest he quickly pins your legs under his strong body. His eyes flash dark for a second and you already know what’s going to happen.

“K-Keigo” you say but he shuts your mouth up with his tongue.

After a few minutes of you and his tongues circling around each other he lets your mouth go.

“You’ll pay for that,” he says with a smile.

You struggle again but you can’t deny your body wants him. You want him badly. Your body heats up from his gaze. You whimper a bit feeling helpless from how excited he’s made you. He smirks as he reaches above you to the nylon cuffs hanging from the headboard bars. He claps both your wrist above your head together. You bite down on your bottom lip trying to suppress your excitement.

“Oh,” Keigo says. “Don’t do that. Why don’t we put that mouth of yours to good use?”

He then strips himself naked exposing his throbbing erection. He then gets on the bed above you. He now has his cock in your face and forces your mouth open.

“Stick out your fucking tongue” he orders you.

You let your tongue hang out and he sticks his hard tip in your mouth. As you twirl your tongue around his tip he groans. In a split second he grabs you by your (H/C) hair and forces his whole shaft in your mouth and down your throat. You close your eyes as he continues to throat fuck you with his strong dick.

After a few minutes of you gagging and drooling he slows down. You bob your head up and down on his shaft feeling him bulge and twitch. Another few minutes pass and you soon find him grabbing you by your head and throat fucking you again. Before long you feel his warm milk dripping down your throat and filling your mouth.

“Ah” he says, “good girl. Take all of it and hold it there”

You hold his milk in your mouth obediently. He laughs softly.

“Drink it,” he says softly. “Like the good girl you are”

After swallowing he kisses you roughly. Sucking on your bottom lip. He kisses your neck then bites and sucks, officially marking you. Your whimpers fill his ear and it excites him. He moves his kisses down reaching your thighs. He kisses the inside of your thighs. He then kisses your clit. His tongue gently teases your lips. He sucks your clit while two of his fingers slide deep into your pussy.

You whimper and moan as he stirs you up. Your juices are flowing on to the bed. Just as you’re close to climaxing he pulls his fingers out dripping with your juices.

“Do you want me to continue?” He asks with an eyebrow raised.

You nod which makes him laugh.

“Why should I?” He says with a serious tone.

He rubs his cheek where you smacked him earlier.

“Sorry” you whisper.

“Oh no” he says. “I totally deserved the slaps.”

He looks at you. “However” he says with a drawn breath. “I don’t think i deserved the cold shoulder earlier”

He chuckles softly at your puzzled face. “Right before the flight home.” He says. “You got mad at me...for hitting that guy.”

“But—” you try to say but he shuts you up with a kiss.

“Get this, baby bird.” He says in your ear with a hint of anger “I don’t like anyone getting too close to you” he growls.

He bites your neck making you yelp “you’re mine” he says. “You’re mine and I don’t want to see any guy near you.”

“Keigo,” you whisper. “Are you jealous”

He laughs softly. “Oh no” he says “I’m not jealous. More like territorial”

He bites your neck again. This time it was a bit harder than before. “And now imma Mark you” he says.

You moan deeply as he sucks your neck. “Say who you belong to,” he says.

“I’m yours” you answer in between your pants.

“That’s right and” he says, pushing your legs up. “Now I’m going to make it really true”

“Ah” You scream as he thrusts his cock deep into you.

“Shush” he says as he moves his hips. Thrusting deeper and faster. You want to grip something but you're still tied up so you bite your bottom lip.

He growls at you “stop biting your lip” he says forcing his fingers in your mouth. You moan louder as he continues to thrust into you. Slamming into you deep. He’s so deep you feel his strong cock in your belly. You cry out in ecstasy.

“Yeah that’s right, kid” he says. “Move with me”

You grind with him deepening the pleasure. He soon has your legs pressed together up on his shoulder and he grabs you by the thighs tightening your pussy around his cock. He intensely thrusts and your moans turn to screams as he continues to stir you up.

“You’re close aren’t you?” He asks

You nod breathlessly.

“Want to cum?”

“Yes” you say.

“Then tell me,” he says, slowing his thrusts. “Who am I?”

He thrusts slowly and deep. The slower the thrust the more you feel him. Your mind blanks out as the pleasure builds.

“Faster” you say.

“Tell me” he says in between thrusts. “Who am I?” He says each word as he slowly thrusts.

“You’re daddy” you say reluctantly.

With a satisfied grin he speeds up his thrusts. You feel him as your walls clamp around his cock. You feel yourself cumming hard and you feel his milk pouring into you. Both of your juices mix together as they spill out of you. You lay there exhausted.

He unties you now. “That’s my good girl.”

“Screw you” You say with a roll of your eyes but Keigo grabs your face gently.

“Remember kid, I can make it so you can’t walk tomorrow.”

You whimper remembering what happened last time. You really couldn’t move after Keigo finished with you that day. He had to carry you around and forget about leaving the bed on your own. You slept most of the day away considering he had kept you up til sunrise. You really didn’t think your body would handle an all nighter.

Seeing you was silent he laughed. “Ha that’s what I thought” he says. “Wait, don't sleep yet” he picks you up and takes you to the bathroom.

After a shower, he dries you then lays you on the bed. After cuddling he whispers in your ear. “I love you baby bird”

“I love you too kei” You fall asleep in his embrace with a smile. His wings cover you like a protective blanket.

#x reader #dom x sub #keigo x reader #keigo x y/n #keigo takami #bnha keigo #bnha hawks #hawks x reader

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velissiamemes · 2 years

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♡ Euphoria Sentence Starters - S1 Ep 1 ♡

Quotes from Season 1 Episode 1 of Euphoria! Feel free to adjust as needed.

“I was once happy.”

“I put up a good fight, but I lost, for the first time, but not the last.”

“I'd say she's suffering from obsessive compulsive disorder.”

“So, explain this shit to me.”

“Honey, it's just the way your brain was hardwired.”

“I don't remember much between the ages of eight and 12.”

“Slow down, just breathe.”

“You find yourself trying to outrun your anxiety.”

“I'm just fucking exhausted.”

“Did you see that video of the beauty queen who got acid thrown on her face?”

“It's pretty fucked up.”

“At some point, you make a choice about who you are and what you want.”

“What's with the sunglasses?”

“I didn't build this system, nor did I fuck it up.”

“I spent a good portion of the summer before junior year in rehab.”

“I had no intention of staying clean.”

“She came in yesterday lookin' all Sailor Moon and shit.”

“Ever since I gave my life over to my lord and savior Jesus Christ, things have been, like, really good.”

“I'm fucking with you. It was a joke.”

“What, you think 'cause I went to rehab, I stayed clean?”

“The world's coming to an end, and I haven't even graduated high school yet.”

“I will go ask him, 'cause I know you're full of shit.”

“The whole world's gonna be talking about how McKay threw the grimiest fucking banger of the summer.”

“What the fuck is this, Mission Impossible?”

“Would you stop worrying about your mom, and start worrying about all the fucking pussy that we're gonna smash tonight, bro.”

“She broke up with me. Fuck her.”

“Yo, how 'bout you come and ride on this dick?”

“Do you think my areolas look weird?”

“You just snap the fuck out of this. You're hot as fuck.”

“I'd settle for, like, four Corona Lights and some non-rapey affection.”

“You just need to catch a dick and forget about your troubles.”

“Can you not be a cunt for like, 15 seconds?”

“You know what? I'm gonna drug test you.”

“There's a few ways to beat a drug test.”

“I wish we could do this in a way that wasn't a complete invasion of my privacy.”

“If I could be a different person, I promise you, I would.”

[text] promise ur not a serial killer? lol

“Dude's got mad feelings.”

“Unless you're Amish, nudes are the currency of love, so stop shaming us.”

“I'm literally going to poison you in your sleep.”

“I'm sorry. Kind of spaced out for a second.”

“I wasn't being weird, was I?”

“Fuck. You always this wet?”

“Everyone on the planet watches porn.”

“Hi. Get undressed. I want to go swimming.”

“I'm just trying to get back at my really shitty ex-boyfriend.”

“What if I told you that I wanted you to fuck me, right here, right now?”

“I'm a fucking savage.“

“You're a fucking prude.“

“You've probably never sucked a dick in your life.”

“I've seen a lot of people die.”

“I could tell you one thing: this drug shit, it's not the answer.”

“You a fucking trip, bruh. I'm too high to be having this conversation right now.”

“Nobody that looks like you is minding their own fuckin' business.”

“I'm fucking invincible!”

“Where the fuck have you been? You missed the craziest shit ever.”

“I just lost my virginity.”

“Remember when I said things got weird? So... yeah.”

“Wanna get high?”

#rp meme #rp memes #roleplay meme #roleplay memes #roleplay resource #sentence starter #sentence starter meme #starter meme #memes #sentence meme #meme; tv show #euphoria sentence starter #euphoria rp meme #drugs tw

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hes-writer · 3 years

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Scent

Summary: harry takes super early showers and y/n just happens to be awake

Warnings: smut!

Word Count: 1703

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Lavender. Clementine. Cucumber. Tobacco Vanille.

Y/N could name the simple scents with her eyes closed, her nose contracting as she let the fragrance overtake her senses. During the times when Harry had an early start before her--which is almost daily--Y/N had the pleasure of letting the aroma waft through her until it is overtaken by the next product Harry treated himself with.

The morning started with a slow peel back of her lids. The sound of the shower splattering against the tiled walls and only then did Y/N subconsciously let her arm pat over Harry’s side of the bed to find it empty. She sighed slowly, stretching her hands over her head for a satisfying crackle of her bones. Y/N laid flat on her back, staring at the ceiling and blissfully letting herself bathe in the soft simper of Harry’s gorgeous voice seeping through the small gap of the en-suite bathroom door.

It was still raspy from his lack of use and sleep, yet it was the tender type of baritone that vibrated the ache between Y/N’s legs. Something about the way it was low enough to reverberate through her skin and tickle her ears with sensual words and noises made Y/N clench her thighs together underneath the comforter.

The slight thump of the glass shower closed with the magnetic attachment of the door handle, indicating that Harry was now under the stream of water. Hot beads clinging to his skin, something draping off to shape the bumps and imperfection of his body, tapering off his figure and splashing on the tile. His hair curly hair matter on his head, a shaggy sort of look that shielded his eyes that shamefully turned Y/N on because it did a lot in adding mischief in his appearance.

Lavender.

The first scent managed to escape with the help of the steam. It was the spray that Harry spritzed in the open air to help his muscles further relax. He worked too hard sometimes that he forgot to take care of himself. And so, Y/N bought him an aromatherapy spray that calms the tightness in his back even before the water loosened the knots of clumping muscles.

Speaking of, Y/N bit her lip at the visual of Harry’s muscled back contracting as he flipped the wet strands of hair away from his face. The water cascading on the plane of smooth skin littered with various beauty marks. The same back where Y/N dug her fingernails into when Harry was above her, hips shifting with tremor as both of them shook with the building pleasure coiling in their tummies.

The remnants of wild and rough nights etched on his skin through scrapes of red welts. Half-moons indented on his back, resulting in a hiss between his clenched teeth at the feeling of his soft cotton tee rubbing against the broken skin. Yet every time Y/N paused from prodding her nails into him the next time he was on top of her, Harry would only chuckle darkly. With one hand supporting his body, Harry would reach over to guide hers to the place she retracted from, encouraging her to leave more marks on his body because it proved that he was hers.

Y/N closed her eyes, quietly whimpering at the insatiable need to dig her finger into his textured skin once again. However, the valley of her breasts would have to do until he returned to her. Her fingers traced over her neck. Flashing images of Harry’s large hand dipped and wrapped around the fragile area to cut off her breath. The choked moan Y/N gasped out, begging for more yet nothing but whimpers escaped her lips.

She lightly treaded over the tops of her hardened nipples, fingertips grazing her areolas just as a yelp sprouted from the shower and Y/N knew that Harry’s clumsy hands dropped the shampoo bottle from his grip.

“I’m okay!” A muffled explanation resounded from the bathroom. He always did it to ensure that Y/N wasn’t worrying about him.

Y/N laughed at his actions. He may be clumsy elsewhere, but Harry was definitely skilled at playing her body like an instrument. She could just barely feel the ghost of his tongue swirling the hardened bud between his lips, sucking on it with hollow cheeks, pinching at the nerves until she had to tap at his shoulders to pull off.

Clementine.

The scent of tangy tones shifted the mood. It was the subtle scent of his shampoo. The aroma that Y/N was faced with when Harry buried his face at the junction of her neck and shoulders. When the explicable pleasure was too much for him to handle and Harry was way too sensitive from being teased for a longer amount of time; he had a tendency to bury his cock deep insider of her. Barely moving because the feeling of her velvety walls wrapped around him was enough to stimulate the orgasm splintering above his pubic bone.

The times when desperation clawed from his throat to ‘please, fuck me, Y/N’ with a glazed look in his eyes. Thick lashes were damp with his tears as he practically sobbed at the feeling of her shifting her hips in a wave to bounce on his lap.

Y/N sprawled her hand past her tummy, towards the throbbing of her clit. The sensitive nub had become swollen at the thoughts and images that attacked Y/N’s groggy mind. Her finger gave a delicious circle around it, hips jolting at the action.

Y/N laid her cheek on the pillow, head turned to the side. The heat of her body doubling at the memory of Harry enveloping her waist with his forearms, folding her body towards him. Y/N’s breasts were hugging Harry’s face as he sucked hickeys on the soft skin. Her face meeting with the unruly head of clementine-scented hair as she could not do anything except take the harsh thrusts Harry propelled into her pussy.

Cucumber.

It was the scent that surrounded the room when Harry’s physical presence was nowhere to be found.

Harry liked to feel and smell fresh whenever he had a long flight. So, he opted for Dove Men’s Spray to help him feel that way. It was the aroma that had Y/N feeling a little needier than usual, knowing that Harry wasn’t there to take care of her and had to do it herself. Today was no different.

The heavy comforters did little to relieve her of the sweat exuding from her pores. The heat of Y/N’s skin had her seething through her teeth when she dipped a finger into her opening; no surprise at the result of clear, sticky arousal wiped on her inner thighs. She threw the covers off of her, blatantly reminded of lonely nights when Harry was away.

Y/N slipped a nimble finger in her pussy, gradually moaning as her walls contracted around something. The tightness around her finger was mind-numbing to the point where even the slightest movement of her digit scent fireworks rapidly exploding around her body.

She pulled her wrist back, only to push it back in with as much force, hitching her breath and had Y/N arching her back in a curved bow away from the mattress of the bed. “Fuck,”

Y/N’s eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her free hand scrambled to pull herself in a sitting position, huffing in annoyance when her muscles shook. She slipped her fingers out, sucking on the wetness before pushing up so that she could lean her upper back on the headboard; legs spread wide open with her feet planted flat on the bed.

She would’ve felt some sort of shame or embarrassment at the dull reflection of her sopping wet pussy on the large screen TV resting on the adjacent wall. However, Y/N was way too aroused to dwell on that. Pretty soon, her hand founds its way to her core, feeling the heat emulate against her palm.

Y/N sighed Harry’s name at the feeling of two fingers stuffing her up. She watched with hooded eyes at the way her wrists flexed to pump her digits in and out of her. Three fingers rubbed her clit incessantly in tight circles and figure 8’s. At one point, Y/N was positively lifting and thrusting her hips off of the bed to meet her hand.

The sheer desperation of her movements resulted in a perfect prodding against her g-spot. Her fingers were long enough to jab at the ridged wall and Y/N could practically hear nothing but the muted gasps of her bated breath, the audible whimpers between pressed lips and the loud moans when her sensitive spot was treated to a special stimulation.

Tobacco Vanille.

Y/N could smell it so close to her that she was positive Harry had finished his shower. If she opened her eyes, she would see the misty air moving from the bathroom to the open bedroom. If she opened her eyes, Y/N would be able to see Harry’s figure covered in only a white towel draped low on his hips as he took out his clothes for the day.

If she opened her eyes, Y/N would see Harry with a lust-filled expression on his face. Mouth agape to the point where saliva pooled his mouth at the delectable sight in front of him. The erection underneath his tented towel was almost instantaneous.

But she didn’t. Her orgasm throttled at her with full force, making her mind blank out in spaced, blissful ecstasy as she let herself hit her threshold. Her neck strained, thumping her head soft against the cushioned headboard.

Y/N was making the filthiest noises, paired with squelching the damp suction of her palm against her wet pussy. Her free hand was switching between stimulating her budded breasts, heaving with heavy breaths to her pink clit, wet with desire. Her knees knocked together when sensitivity struck her nerves, involuntary holts shifting her every which way.

Harry.

She opened her lids slowly, a small smile gracing her mouth.

“Good morning,”

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