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cinemabean · 4 months
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Eddie in his sweatpants
18+ MDNI!
“Hey babe, fixed the heater. Just turned it back on, so the house should start to warm up shortly.” Your boyfriend informs you, leaning on the doorframe of your bedroom with his hair tied back and wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants.
“Thanks baby,” you chirp, hidden under a pile of fuzzy blankets and a thick comforter, with nothing but your face visible.
You eye your handsome boyfriend, admiring his creamy soft chest painted with various tattoos, the effortless but sexy way his was simply resting against the doorway, and his very happy trail leading down to the hefty outline in his pants. His bulge was not concealed in any way when he wore them, and he certainly had no intentions of hiding it. The little slut.
“You alright in there sweetheart? Still shivering cold?” Eddie grins breaking your trance, noticing where your eyes lingered on his body.
“I’m a little better..” you lift the comforter to touch your nose, hiding your smile when you’d realized he knew where your mind was heading.
He moves forward, taking only a few steps to stand directly in front of you.
You lift your head to meet his gaze as he lowers his and greets you with his signature smirk.
“Did ya want somethin’ sweetheart? Or ya just gonna lay there and gawk at your man?” He moves forward again, purposefully so his dick is only inches from your face.
“Don’t know what you mean, Eds. I’m just trying to warm up in here.”
“Hmm, ok then. I’ll just be on my way.”
“Wait!” You stop him from leaving, as if he had actually planned to.
“Just c’mere…come lay with me.” You bat your lashes at him, patting the spot next to you causing him to snort.
“Don’t have to ask me twice, princess.”
You open up the covers to let him in, as he happily takes his place next you, before pulling them back up and over the both of you.
You look up at him with a shy smile, waiting for him to kiss you, and as he does, you slyly move your hand down between his thighs.
He hums, “watcha doin’ baby girl?”
“Nothin’.”
You waste no more time and slowly move your hand to grab on to his cock through his pants, causing him to groan as you feel him up.
He’s already getting hard for you. His thick head being circled by your thumb, the fabric not enough of a barrier to keep him from the pleasure. You work your hand down and appreciate the veins that travel along his shaft, his shaft that you were going to need down your throat real soon.
Without saying a word, you move from his chest and go where his cock is - underneath the covers. He whines at the loss, until he realizes exactly where you’re going.
Nuzzling your face into his covered dick, you grab at the waistband of his sweats, as you slowly bring them down, revealing the beautiful prize you’d been after.
Eddie is both turned on and amused; seeing only the lump of you beneath the blankets, but thrilled with the prospect of you taking care of him in just the way he needed.
Your warm breath fans over him, nosing into the curly dark hair just above what you were after.
You take a second to maneuver back around and free yourself to lift your head out, “You know, you’re such a slut when you wear this sweatpants, right? Do you do it just to get me to suck you off, baby?”
“I- please baby, just-”
“It’s okay, Eds. But you know, I’m not so sure your cocky attitude should be rewarded.”
“Honey,”
“No no, Eds, I mean it. You know what, now that I think about it, I’m gonna go take a looong relaxing bath.” You smirk, “Maybe when I’m out it’ll be nice and warm, and if you’ve learned to behave, we can finish what we started.” You goad.
Hopping up from the bed, you drop your robe to the floor, giving him a mocking “too da loo!” before swaying out as you make your way to the bathroom. He hears the water start running and looks down to see the tent that you’d caused.
Yeah, he’d be getting you back.
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youryanderedaddy · 2 months
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War Prize
pt. 1, pt. 2
Tw: female reader, dub-con, somnophilia, stockholm syndrome, possessive behavior, hinted kidnapping, threats, commissioned piece
It had been so long since Raven captured you - five or six years in total, although you couldn't be quite sure of the exact amount as you had no access to books, calenders or even ink to write with.
Nowadays it was mostly calm around the occupied territories - almost domestic in a sense. You let yourself be pampered more often than not - you drunk the silky, bitter coffee Raven's slaves left out for you, and bathed in the sweet oils he picked for you. Long gone were the days when you fought him over the slightest injustice, long gone were the days when you stopped to think about every miserable soul who had to suffer so you could live in luxury. 
It was easier this way really. The barbarian was good to you, even if it wasn't in his nature initially. The hands that once bruised and hit and wrapped around your hair were now caressing your skin softly, the lips once sealed tight with furrowed hairy brows were leaving hot, wet kisses down your throat, feverish to the touch. You could wear the finest furs and dresses, your body covered in stolen gold and plundered diamonds from head to toe. Raven had made it clear - he loved you, and that meant that the whole world belonged to you the way you belonged to him.
Your life was simple, you had one purpose now - to please your master. You didn't have to work long hours on the field or take care of  a big, starving family ever again. All you had to do was spread your legs at any given moment, and stay soft and pliant in his rough, muscular hands. 
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You'd usually wake up early in the morning from the slow, deep thrusts inside your hot wet cunt - stars dancing in your eyes as his length brushes against your cervix, filling you up to the brim. Your wrists are pinned above your head with little opportunity for movement, keeping you tightly into place. 
Raven starts slowly and keeps turning up the pace until he is practically shoving himself sloppily against your overflowing hole, his nails digging into the meat of your thighs so he can have more leverage over your quivering body.
“I love to see you fall apart beneath me.” He'd growl in your ear, his forehead resting against yours as his nostrils flare - eyes filled with sick, animalistic need to possess you fully. You moan, closing your eyes - too overwhelmed with pleasure to form a proper response. “Ah, ah, ah - no hiding from me. Let me see you, pretty girl.” Raven hisses, spreading your legs even wider, bouncing your hips up and down on his throbbing cock. 
Your lower lip trembles, desperate to stop another wave of wanton moans - but to no avail. Your sweet voice fills the tent, echoing beyond the thick walls.
“Look at you, all cute and teary for me. Aren't you just precious, slave?” The barbarian chuckles condescendingly, all while groping and slapping your ass lightly - playing with the hot doughy skin. “I want everyone to hear you.” His gaze darkens as his fist wraps around your neck possessively. “I want every single one of my men to hear you sing for me. I want their robes to strain with greed and jealousy with the knowledge that they'll never have my most prized possession.” 
You inhale sharply, lost in a cloudy headspace of dreams and red - hot pleasure. You feel your master's hand squeeze your throat tighter, and your pussy flutters around his length, slick running down your thighs and towards your asshole. It doesn't make sense - he is using you for his own satisfaction with little care for your personal comfort, but his touch makes you feel so warm and floaty, fuzzy butterflies tearing at your stomach - proud to belong to such a strong, powerful man. 
“I want you completely broken. I want to fill you up with my love and ruin you for any other man out there.” He'd groan, sinking his teeth into your neck and aiming for your sweet, sweet blood. “I want everyone to know that I tamed your pretty little brain and made you all mine, now and forever.” Raven kisses you, stealing the breath out of your mouth, sucking in all the panicked little sounds coming out of it. “Say it.” He orders, both threatening and desperate like a lovesick child. 
You can't stand it anymore - you throw your arms around his shoulders. You need to feel him against you, skin on skin. “I'm yours, all yours.” You cry out, holding on for dear life. There isno point denying it now - you can't imagine life without your master, no matter how cruel or difficult he may be. Who else would warm your bed? Who would give you purpose? Where else could you even go now that he has claimed you - and everybody knows?
“Say you love me.” His voice breaks, hands shivering as he holds you painfully close to him - as if the moment he lets go, he'd wake up and you'd be gone just like before. “Say you love me like I love you. Say you'll never leave me - or I swear to the Gods I'll chain you up here to never see the sun again.” He blubbers on and on, thrusts getting fast and frantic, pushing in and out of you with the ferocity of a lover and the fear of a man possessed. 
“I love you.” You whisper, laying back like a good little doll - letting yourself move and twist just the way he wants you to. He pulls you up into a standing position and all but swallows your sobs and wails, his tongue fighting yours for dominance. He lowly commands you to keep repeating it over and over again - until he gets sick of it (if ever), and paints your velvet walls all white and sticky with his seed. 
You take a couple of short shallow breaths, trying to resume your normal breathing. His hand rests on your neck - his eyes finally lose the furious, jealous spark, and he reaches out to stroke your hair gently.
“Good girl.”
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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hiiii can we /i get how would blue lock boys act morning after a pretty rough night with their lover
Morning afters are really fun to write. I love the softness that comes with them.
Pairing: Yoichi Isagi, Bachira Meguru, Sae Itoshi, Rin Itoshi, Hyoma Chigiri, Kunigami Rensuke, Mikage Reo, Nagi Seishiro x Fem!Reader
Tags: fluff, established relationship, morning after, literal sleeping together, cuddling, kissing, massage, eating together, hickies
A/N: Everyone needs some good unwinding after waking up. Especially when you're sore.
Isagi always waits until you wake up. He does wake up before you most of the time, even after a wild night but if he was a little rough the night before then he wants to look you over thoroughly in the morning and make sure that you can still walk right. He always has a nice fluffy robe ready for you too, so you don't even have to get up to put your clothes on.
Bachira traces his fingers lightly over your back while you stir awake. He can't help but be gentle with you, almost too gentle in the way he slowly sucks hickies onto your shoulder, no longer biting until you thrash under him but instead meaning to soothe you. Maybe he took it a bit far last night but come on, he's been so pent up lately, besides he has the whole weekend to make up for it. Just you and him.
Sae is out of bed before you wake up, already getting his morning routine started with some training. He keeps it quiet because he doesn't want to wake you up, and of course by the time you wake up it's breakfast time for you both so you can eat together. Before that however he wants to have you in his lap a little, just cradling you in his arms and caressing your body where it might hurt.
Rin is very subtle in the way he inspects you after he's been rough, especially if he does it the following morning. He'll steal glances at you to see where the marks are, where your skin might have a different tone and he will be careful throughout the whole day to avoid those spots, not wanting to make you any more sore then you already were.
Chigiri wants to give you a nice massage after you wake up. Just something to fully relax you after last night. He throws in a few flirty remarks here and there, and maybe squeezed a couple of choice places but doesn't take it any further then that. He probably won't be so rough with you for a while, so savor every memory from last night. He sure as hell will.
Kunigami has a bath ready and warm for you when you wake up. There's no better way to start the day, and get rid of some of that ache left over. He feels very apologetic because of last night. Seeing the bruises he left, how you wince when he touches certain places he can't help but feel that he went a little too far. His worries are put at ease when you tell him about all the other stuff you wanted him to do. He might be stronger then you but you're not made of glass either.
Reo loves having you in his lap as much as he can, with as little clothes as possible throughout the day. Partially because he loves seeing the marks he's made, and showing off those he has on his own body, and partially because he loves kissing the spots he knows hurt. Even going a little too low in some cases and having to apologize for lusting over you already.
Nagi wants to spend the whole next day in bed, kissing you and going over every detail of the night, knowing full well the effect it has on you. Even so early in the morning you still give him such wonderful reactions, how could he not tease you relentlessly? The only time he will stop talking about it is when you kiss him, but that just makes him want to reenact the night before.
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ellecdc · 21 days
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HIII, I wanted to know if I could request a poly marauders x festy slytherin reader.Something of how they started or whatever you have inspiration for.I would love another part of that, if you feel up to it. Hope you are taking care of yourself <3
feisty/slytherin reader x poly!marauders is actually my favourite thing to write (followed closely by any ship with whimsical reader) so I was more than happy to whip this up for you! Thanks for requesting! 🫶
poly!marauders x feisty, fem, Slytherin!reader
CW: werewolf prejudice, making fun of possible birth defects due to Pureblood's being terribly inbred, swearing
Remus felt that generally, he was a very understanding person. And not just in a compassionate way, but also in a sense that he just understands a lot of things.
He understands Sirius’ need to defy his family whilst simultaneously looking after his brother as if his life depended on it.
He understands James’ need to make sure everyone around him feels as loved as humanly possible, even if it’s at his own expense. 
He understands that Gryffindor’s hate Slytherin’s, but he also understands that not all Slytherin’s are horrible, prejudiced racists.
He understands everyone makes fun of Hufflepuffs for being soft and emotional, but he also understands that Hufflepuffs can be some of the most heartless, ruthless friends you can have.
What Remus has had a hard time understanding, however, was his boyfriends’ sudden interest in you.
Remus could admit that you were quite attractive, but you were also sort of…terrifying?
“What have you boys done?” Lily murmured in quiet horror (quiet awe if you asked James).
“We pranked Slytherin!” Sirius said jovially, as if Lily had somehow missed that key piece of information. 
“I can see that, Sirius.” She said like one might speak to a small child who was quite dumb. “But on portrait day?”
Sirius smiled smugly as he watched Slytherin’s enter the Great Hall for their school portraits. As they passed through the door, they were unknowingly walking under a charmed mistletoe (which was very difficult to find this time of year, thanks James very much) which turned their green and silver robes and ties to a beautiful red and gold. 
The best part is some students still hadn’t noticed yet, and another amazing part was that those who had noticed couldn’t figure out how to turn it back.
“Mr. Black, Mr. Potter, Mr. Pettigrew, and Mr. Lupin. I suppose the four of you have no idea who may be behind this prank?” Professor McGonagall challenged as she looked down her nose at them sitting at the Gryffindor table.
Sirius smirked as he responded “Why, not a clue Minnie. But I’ll keep my eye out and let you know if I see any mischief makers.”
McGonagall let out a long suffering sigh as she took five points from Gryffindor for improper address of a professor. 
“You rotten dugbogs.” Remus heard you screech before he saw you. He had the good sense to cringe as you stormed up to their table whilst Sirius and James grinned enthusiastically. 
“Why hello Y/N, my beautiful angel.” James greeted as Sirius let out a sultry “Don’t you just look smashing in red.” Accompanied by a wink.
“I don’t know what you sods have done, and quite frankly, I don’t care about the rest of them; but you will fix this.” You spat angrily gesturing to your faux Gryffindor uniform.
“But that would be such a crime, dollface.” Sirius lamented.
“You can’t expect us to mess with perfection.” James added.
You shot your hand out and grabbed James’ collar, pulling his face to yours until your noses were nearly touching. 
“I swear to Salazar himself, Potter, if you do not change my robes back, I will cut your dick off and charm it to your forehead so you walk around looking like a limp-dick unicorn. Change. It. Back.”
Your voice was low and threatening, and Peter actually gulped as he hid behind Remus. But looking at James’ face pressed up to yours, you would have thought you had just serenaded him with the greatest love song known to man.
“You have such beautiful eyes.” He murmured in awe. Remus was certain he could see steam forming behind said beautiful eyes, but before it could shoot out of your ears, Sirius came to your rescue.
“Very right, Prongs. She does have beautiful eyes. Unfortunately, I believe her usual green does compliment them better than the red.” Sirius said lasciviously as he cast the counter charm to return your robes to their rightful colour.
You looked down at your form before looking back at the boys skeptically. You seemed only then to realize you were still holding onto James’ collar like a vice and dropped it. Remus almost chuckled at the look of loss that crossed James’ face.
“Right.” You said and cleared your throat, backing away from them as if you weren't fully trusting what just happened. “Thank you.”
Sirius’ head actually reared back in surprise at your thanks and James beamed.
“Anytime angel, truly.” 
James’ pet name seemed to snap you out of whatever trance you’d been in as you narrowed your eyes at him. “Don’t call me that.”
“Terribly sorry, my love.” He relented.
You groaned in exasperation and carried on towards the Slytherin table.
“Isn’t she lovely?” James whispered in awe, eyes still glued to your form as you bodily shoved Evan Rosier out of what Remus could only assume you had dubbed as your seat at the Slytherin table and sat down. 
“Try bloody terrifying.” Peter shivered in horror as he finally extricated himself from behind Remus. 
“Oi! Don’t talk about our future missus that way, Wormy.” Sirius squawked and swatted at the poor sod with his copy of the Daily Prophet.
“Is he wrong, though?” Remus asked as he let out his own breath of relief.
“Don ‘t worry moons,” James murmured into Remus’ cheek as he pressed his nose into the werewolf’s hair line. “She’ll win you over soon.”
Remus wasn’t so sure.
You were the only Slytherin photographed in proper uniform that day. 
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A few weeks later found Remus sitting horrifyingly uncomfortable in Defense Against the Dark Arts as they moved on to the unit featuring Werewolves.
James sat on his right, and though the shaking of his knee under the table gave away his nerves, he spent the entire class rubbing soothing circles along the back of Remus’ hand with his thumb.
Sirius, sitting on Remus’ left, was incredibly stiff and clearly poised to fight if given the chance which did nothing to ease Remus’ discomfort. It also didn’t help that they shared this period with the 6th and 7th year Slytherin’s.
He just wanted this day to be over.
“Why are we even talking about this?” Mulciber sneered, interrupting the professor as they discussed elements of the Wolfsbane potion. 
“What is your question, Mr. Mulciber?” The professor drawled out in a bored tone.
“Why bother discussing werewolves? The lot of them should be culled anyway; euthanize them on site for all I care.” He spat, earning snickers from Avery, Goyle, and Snape. 
Sirius sucked in a breath in preparation of a verbal (and possibly physical, should he be so lucky) spar when Remus dug his nails into Sirius’ thigh. “Please, Pads.” He begged quietly; voice taught with emotions.
Sirius let out a pained sigh and leaned back further into his chair.
“Funny, Mulciber.” A bored tone commented, “I was just thinking the same about you and your lot.”
Remus, James, and Sirius all turned to see the majority of the eyes in the room already on you, though you never bothered lifting your head from your textbook.
“Care to repeat that, L/N?” Mulciber sneered, sitting up in his chair as if ready to lunge at you if necessary.
You lifted your bored gaze from your book and stared at him head on. “Do I need to repeat myself, Mulciber? Mummy and daddy kept it too close in the family tree, huh?” You murmured in faux sympathy. “I was just thinking, most of the Sacred Twenty-Eight ought to be culled. That would save the wizarding world a whole lot of trouble.”
“How dare you compare me to some filthy half-breed. My family is royalty compared to those disgusting creatures.” Avery shouted.
“The only one acting like a disgusting creature here is the likes of you tossers.” You shouted back.
“Alright.” The professor tried (not very hard, albeit) to quell the quickly spiralling discussion.
“I could hardly look at myself in a mirror if I’d been tainted with a curse like lycanthropy.” Snape sneered, pointedly facing the Marauders across the room. Sirius burned with shame and protectiveness, being the reason Snape knew Remus’ secret and the overwhelming need to defend his lover. Remus took that moment to dig his nails into Sirius' thigh again, pinning him to his seat.
“Are you sure, Snape? Are you sure you wouldn’t rather live a life with lycanthropy than have to look at that mug of yours in the mirror every day.” You drawled.
“You insolent little bitch.”
“Hey!” James finally shouted from across the room, far more stern than Remus can ever remember seeing the boy. But you carried on, completely undeterred. 
“I’d bet ten thousand galleons that not one werewolf ever asked to be a werewolf, yet you wake up each and every morning actively choosing to be the ugliest, most hateful, vile, disgusting beasts known to mankind. That is what is despicable. That is what should be euthanized on site.” Your voice grew louder and louder with each word until you were standing behind your desk and punctuating each word with a slam of your fist against the table in front of you. 
“Alright, that’s enough.” The professor finally called; tone booming across the lecture hall intoning no nonsense. 
“Mr. Mulciber, Mr. Snape, and Miss. L/N. Detention with me this evening.”
The Slytherin boys all scoffed and cursed under their breath whilst you offered a bored shrug of your shoulders, returning to your textbook as though this was just a run of the mill day for you.
The boys had been absolutely right; you just won over the affections of one Remus John Lupin.  
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valeskafics · 7 months
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"Fall From Grace" - Demon!Aemond Targaryen x Angel!Reader
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Summary: The prince of demons does his best to seduce you, an angel.
TW: profanity, innuendo, she/her pronouns, afab reader, corruption kink, religious imagery, oral f receiving, monster fucking, p in v sex
Word Count: 2,000 words
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of the Dragon/Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.
Comments, likes, and reblogs are never required but are immensely appreciated ❤️
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The sky is dark when you reach the Red Keep, your robes and hair drenched from the rain you’ve traveled through to get to your destination. Perhaps one of celestial brethren would have been better equipped for the task at hand, to strike a bargain with the Stranger himself, but it is you that the duty has fallen to. You approach the demon standing at the gates, trying to exude confidence in yourself as you walk, holding your head high, but the dark creature seems to see through you.
Perhaps ‘dark creature’ is not an accurate explanation for the man standing before you. Were it not for the color of his wings being a hauntingly beautiful ebony black, you would think him an angel. He has long silvery hair, angular features, and one blue eye that pierces through to your soul, the other being made of sapphire. You immediately know who this is. The demon prince, Aemond Targaryen, second in command to his brother Aegon, both of whom serve the dark and mysterious Stranger.
You take a deep breath and gaze up at him, “I am here with a message for the Stranger.”
His single blue eye moves along your body in a way that makes you feel as though your robes are transparent, that he can see through you. Aemond tilts his head, giving you a dark, knowing smirk.
“What is the message then, little angel?”
“I cannot give it to you,” you declare, “Only to the Stranger.”
Aemond’s eye narrows and he takes a step closer to you, “I could make you tell me,” he says, a slight growl in his voice, “You do not seem to realize just who it is that you are speaking to.”
“You cannot harm me,” you say coolly, though there is a slight tremble to your voice, “I am of the light, you are of the dark. Your powers cannot touch me.”
“The light,” Aemond repeats, a grin spreading across his face as he brushes the back of his hand along your cheek, “I could corrupt it if I wanted to.”
His words send a chill up your spine, but you remain insistent, “The message is important. Please take me to the Stranger.”
The demon lets out a sigh, twirling a lock of your hair between his long, graceful fingers, “Very well. Follow me.”
The corridor he leads you down is dark and foreboding, causing you to cling to his arm as you walk. The demons stare at you, hunger in their gaze, wanting nothing more than to devour a pretty young angel. Aemond looks at you, amused, and takes your hand in his, the feel of it bringing a sense of comfort to you that you do not quite understand. He chuckles at your frightened expression.
“You are scared of my brethren,” he murmurs, leaning in to whisper in your ear, his breath tickling your skin, “Are you afraid of me too?”
You shake your head, meeting his gaze, “If you meant me harm, I would know it.”
“You are too naive for your own good, sweet angel,” he says derisively, “I could kill you without a second thought if I so wished.”
“But you will not. You do not.”
Aemond holds your chin between his thumb and forefinger, that cold blue eye boring into yours with an intensity that makes your stomach turn. You swallow thickly and hold his gaze, doing your best not to shiver when he moves his thumb over your plump lower lip, pressing down slightly. He nods after a moment.
“You are right. I won’t.”
He moves his free hand to grab yours, bringing it to his lips and pressing a kiss to the inside of your wrist, soft and intimate. It makes the heat rise to your cheeks, the hairs on the back of your neck standing on end at the intimacy of his touch, at the familiarity, at the downright sinful feelings it awakens within you.
“What was your sin that caused your fall?” you ask curiously as the two of you keep walking.
He seems surprised by your question, stopping in his tracks, “How did you know I was ever an angel?” Aemond cocks his head to the side, “To answer your question, it was pride and wrath.”
“I can tell by your aura,” you explain, “It is my skill, you see. I can see the darkness and the light in people. And the way they war against each other.”
“And do you see conflict within me now?” Aemond questions, his voice low and seductive, “I was an angel once. It is that good and light side of me who is drawn to you, to your kind nature, your sweetness. But the demon inside of me, the other half of me, hungers for you. Wishes to consume you, corrupt you, make you mine.”
Your breath catches in your throat, but you manage to mumble, “I see the conflict, yes.”
“And does it frighten you?” Aemond whispers.
“No,” you reply, your voice soft and measured, “I do not fear you.”
“And why is that, sweet angel?”
“I can see the light within your heart,” you explain calmly, “That you mean me no harm.”
“That is not necessarily true, sweet angel,” he says, voice heavy with desire, the tension between you so thick it threatens to suffocate you, “The dark in me is just as powerful as the light. And the darkness demands that I hold you, kiss you, bring you enough pleasure to make you scream,” he looks at you, nipping your earlobe, “And it is not willing to share you with anyone.
“But do you wish to harm me?” you ask, “I do not believe you do.”
You gasp quietly when Aemond’s hands move to your waist, pulling you up against him, his mouth hovering over yours as he speaks, “I wish to consume you, sweet angel, body and soul. I want you so deeply it consumes me. But the light in my heart, the angel that I was, bids me to protect you.”
You can feel your resolve weakening and try to remind him, “I must speak to the Stranger. It is a matter of great urgency.”
He continues staring at you, desperation in his remaining eye as he leans in ever closer to you, “Would you grant this wretched demon one kiss from those sweet lips before he takes you to his master?”
One kiss… It sounds innocuous enough. Humoring this poor demon would surely be seen as sympathy for a damned soul, nothing to punish you for. And his eye is so earnest in wanting you, his voice so true. Can one kiss really hurt?
“One kiss,” you agree, gazing up at him, “And you will take me to your master?”
“I will.”
And he leans in, pressing his lips against yours, hands on your waist, pressing his body up against you. His touch, his kiss - it is passionate and possessive and so very thrilling as his hand tangles in your hair, tugging lightly. You whimper against his lips, kissing him back, his tongue snaking into your mouth and massaging yours. Aemond lets out a low moan, his large hands moving over your rear, squeezing the flesh there, feeling you.
The two of you pull apart after what feels like hours but is really more like minutes., and you whisper, “Please take me to the Stranger.”
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You exit the grand audience chamber after speaking with the Stranger, a smile on your face, which surprises Aemond. None of the other angels who have met his master before have come out looking so pleased. He approaches you, a wry smile on his face.
“How did your meeting go?”
“The Stranger granted my plea,” you say, “My work is done.”
Aemond reaches a hand out to touch your face, reveling in the feeling of your soft cheek against his hand, “You are beautiful.”
You avoid his heady gaze and whisper, “Please do not do this to me.”
“Do what?” he asks, feigning innocence, “I thought you do not fear me.”
“It is not you that I fear but what I feel when I look at you,” you reply, your words thrilling him, letting him know his efforts have not been in vain, “When I see you… I want you as a being of light is not meant to want anyone. We are meant to remain chaste, but you… You have awoken something inside of me. It is why I must leave and never see you again.”
Aemond shakes his head vehemently, “No. Do not leave. Your desires are nothing to fear, sweet angel. Indulge them,” he says, his lips nearly brushing against your own as he breathes, “Indulge me.”
“I can’t,” you shake your head, voice growing weak as you close your eyes, pained at the thought of rejecting him, “I…”
“You can,” he urges, pressing his lips to your neck, caressing your skin with his kiss, “Give in to me. You have come to terms with your desires, your wants, but you have not embraced them,” Aemond nibbles at your sensitive skin, chuckling lowly at the soft moan you let out, “You want to fall, so fall. I will catch you and make you mine.”
And with those words, you succumb to the darkness, to him. You let Aemond kiss you, feel him tearing the robes from your body as you admire his wings, tracing them with your fingertips, then his horns. He’s beautiful in the darkest of ways, and you find it entirely irresistible. He presses himself against you, making quick work of his own clothes as he pins you to the wall, your naked body against his, promising that he will protect you, that he will care for you.
He hikes your thighs up over his shoulders with his inhuman strength, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to your bare cunt. You gasp, feeling the darkness within you beginning to take over as you surrender to your desires, to him. Aemond buries his tongue inside you, fucking you with it, moaning as he tastes you, kneading the soft flesh there. He gazes up at you all the while, his tongue lapping at your folds, nose pressing against your pearl, never breaking eye contact with you, the moment so intense and creating such closeness between the two of you that you can hardly stand it. Your thighs tremble as you get closer and closer to your peak, whining his name as you rest your hands on his head for balance. But just as you’re about to reach your climax, he pulls away, setting you back on your feet.
You look at him, offended and upset, while he just smirks, “I want to feel you squeezing around my cock when you peak, sweet angel.”
You gasp as he turns you around to face the mirror behind you and grabs you by the hips. You stare into his eye as it flashes between black and blue in the mirror’s reflection. With one fluid movement, he sheathes himself inside you, burying himself to the hilt in your cunt. You gasp, bracing yourself with your elbows against the mirror as he begins rolling his hips against yours at a brutal pace, one hand moving up to your neck to squeeze your throat.
“So tight around me,” he growls against your ear, “So perfect. My sweet angel.”
You can do nothing but moan his name as me moves his other hand around your front to circle your pearl while fucking into you with abandon. You watch in the mirror, mystified as your wings turn from pure white to black, horns sprouting from your own head as your descent into sin comes to completion. And yet, as you feel Aemond rutting against you, proclaiming his devotion to you in your ear as he spills himself inside you, your own end following after, you cannot bring yourself to care.
He is worth the fall from grace, no matter the price.
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The Death Eater Drabbles III
Can’t escape these feelings
Mattheo, Theo, Enzo, Draco and Blaise
As feelings become undeniable, so does the reality that forbidden love can never bloom
You don’t have to read part one and two, but it’ll make more sense if you do.
Warning: none? This just fluff and a bit of angst
A/N: I honestly don’t know if this is any good, I have a cold and not just a normal small cough cough cold, no I have one of those colds when walking feels like exercising and death is around the corner kind of cold. 🤧 But my two braincells really did their best.
Read part four here.
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You had found a magical enchantment that kept him tied up and let him free at the same time. He could roam around the house, but if he were to reach for you or try to escape a magical robe would tie his hands and feet together. The eye wouldn’t notice if it weren’t for the soft glinster you could see around his wrists when the sun fell right.
By now the both of you had been cooked up together in the small house for a little over a week and weirdly enough it went without too much trouble, aside from a few small arguments. However, there was something undeniable in the air.
Mattheo Riddle
“Matt, can you reach that little box on the top shelf?” Mattheo’s eyes scan all the way up to the little box. “No love, I’m no giant.” You chuckle. “I’ll go get my wand.” Before you can even take one step Mattheo is in front of you. “No, no, I’ll pick you up.” He says as his arms snake around you only to be immediately pulled back. Mattheo hisses in pain and you stare at the burn marks the magic left on his wrists. For the first time in a week you are both reminded that he is your prisoner. “Right, forgot about this. I’m not allowed to touch you, because I’m dangerous.” Silence fills the room as your mind and heart are at war.
“You’re not dangerous.” You say and reach for his wrists, partially lifting the spell, to slowly guide his hands towards your hips. Without any rope burning into his skin Mattheo wraps his arms around you and lifts you up. You place your hands on his shoulders for support only letting go to reach for the little box of herbs. When you return your gaze he’s still staring at you, while slowly lowering you. “It would’ve been easier to use magic.” You say with your feet back on the ground and Mattheo’s arms still around you. “This feels like magic to me.” Mattheo blurs out and makes you smile as a blush forms on your cheeks. Realizing how cringy his statement was Mattheo awkwardly chuckles and lets go of you. “I think that is my cue to go to bed.”
Mattheo throws his shirt on the bed while he is still cursing himself for saying something so cheesy. She’s getting into my head! Making me feel at home here, like I could ever have that. But he wasn’t the only one confused about his feelings. It was all your conflicting feelings that led you to Mattheo’s room. “I meant what I said. I don’t think you’re dangerous. I’m not afraid of you.” Startled by your sudden presence and your words Mattheo stares at you. He wants to hold you in his arms so bad that it frightens him. “Maybe you should be afraid of me.” We can’t do this, princess, we can’t start caring in the middle of a war.
Theodore Nott
“That’s the second time you’ve ruined that potion.” You glare at Theodore, who’s standing next to you staring at your cauldron. “I don’t know what I keep doing wrong.” Theodore grins as you scan over the instructions again. “It’s the stirring movement. It’s very specific and you screw it up every time.” You frown. “There’s nothing wrong with how I stirr.” Theo smirks and reaches for your hand. “I’ll show you.” An Italian curse escapes Theo’s lips as his wrist starts burning and he immediately pulls his hand back. It was a painful reminder of reality and you avoided Theo’s eyes as you watched his hands. “I forgot, I can’t be trusted. I might murder you in your sleep.” Now you look up and you let yourself be swallowed by his eyes as you try to make sense of your feelings.
“I do trust you.” You say and trace his wrists with your finger, lifting the spell just enough for him to touch you. Theodore watches your movements with soft eyes. “Show me.” You say and Theo nods as he shuffles closer to you to wrap his hand around yours. Immediately his warmth captivates you and your body sinks into his. Theodore struggles to focus and even screws up the first time moving your hand all wrong. “No, sorry, it’s like this.” The second time he carefully moves your hand exactly how you should stirr the potion. Theodore lets go of your hand and you’re both relieved when there’s finally some distance between you two.
“Thank you.” You almost whisper, while your face is still flushed from Theo’s warmth. “You’ll get it right this time.” Theodore says and walks past you, avoiding eye contact. “Theodore, I meant what I said. I do trust you.” Your words make Theodore turn around. “You shouldn’t.” Is all Theo says before leaving for his room. He needed to be miles away from you. You have no idea how much I feel for you that I’m not allowed to feel.
Enzo Berkshire
“Enz, can you get me a little bandaid? I’m bleeding all over the kitchen.” Enzo came rushing towards you as soon as he heard that you were bleeding. “What happened?-oh.” He relaxes when he sees you’ve cut your finger. “It’s just a small cut but I can’t get it to stop bleeding.” Enzo nods and goes through the drawers in search of a bandaid. “You should really leave the cooking to me for your own safety.” You chuckle. “You’re probably right.” Enzo walks towards you with the intention of wrapping the bandaid around your finger, but as soon as he gets too close he pulls back and a soft cry of pain leaves his lips. Enzo looks down at the floor as he’s reminded that in reality you’re miles apart. “Sorry, (y/n), I can’t help you because I’m your enemy, remember.” Your heart breaks at the idea of Enzo and you actually being enemies.
You instantly forget about the little cut and reach for his hands, altering the spell so he’s no longer considered a threat to you. “You and I are not enemies, Enzo.” He watches your hands in his and squeezes them softly, before spotting your bleeding finger. “Good, now I can help you.” Enzo lets go of your hand, but holds onto the one with the bleeding finger. Carefully he wraps your finger and leaves a soft peck on it. “All done.” You smile your brightest smile at his sweet gesture. “I meant it. You and I’ll never be enemies, Enzo. I won’t let it happen.” Enzo stares at you for what feels like an eternity. “I fear that we don’t get to decide that.” Because if it truly was up to me, I would have you in my arms.
Draco Malfoy
You were so engrossed in your book that you refused to get up and get a blanket for the cold. “You are such a bizarre creature.” Draco mutters as he now feels obliged to get up. You curiously watch him walk up to you with a soft blanket. You can’t help the cheeky smile on your face and Draco rolls his eyes, hating it when you get all cute and glowy about his acts of kindness. A sudden and loud yell from Draco pulls you out of your bubble. “Damn these!” Draco snares as he looks at his wrists. You immediately reach for his hands and gently caress the burning skin. “I keep forgetting about these things and the fact that in your eyes I’m a villain.”
You sigh as you are also reminded of the ongoing war that often seems so far away. You partially release the spell. “I know better than that. I don’t think you’re the bad guy. I get that things are complicated.” Draco softens at your words and for a moment as he wraps the blanket around you there is even a hint of a smile on his lips. For a blissful second all is fine in the world. “Yeah, but maybe it’s better if you continue to think of me as the villain in order to not make matters more complicated.” Draco makes sure the blanket is tightly around your body before getting up. You refuse to leave it at that and turn your head to where he was headed. “I think it’s too late for that, I could never simply see you as a bad guy, I know you are more.” Draco stops for a moment and wants to turn around, back to you, but decides against it and returns to his room. Trust me (y/n), if you truly knew me you wouldn’t be able to look at me, leave alone love me.
Blaise Zabini
A lot of noise and a yelp from you had Blaise running through the hallway to find you sitting at the bottom of the staircase. “I fell.” You state the obvious and Blaise can’t help but smile as he crouches down next to you. “Are you hurt?” You shake your head. “No, maybe a few bruises, but nothing is broken.” “Okay, then let's get you up, clumsy.” Blaise’s arm snakes around you, but is immediately pulled back. The burning on his wrist makes Blaise grit his teeth. “For a moment there I thought we were back at Hogwarts, you know, before I became the evil death eater that wants to hurt you.” You frown and reach arms, sliding down your hands until they’re wrapped around his wrists.
“I know you would never hurt me. I know you.” You squeeze Blaise’s hands and he looks into your eyes, finding comfort in their sincerity. He nods and this time successfully snakes his arm around you. “Let’s get you up to your feet.” You stumble a bit and he holds you close, enjoying your warmth. You rest your hand on his shoulder for support. “Are you sure you didn’t hit your head or something?” You let out a laugh and shake your head. “No need to worry, I’m fine.” A genuine smile appears on Blaise’s face and you enjoy the soft moment between you two.
When he lets go of you the hallway suddenly feels cold and empty. “I know that becoming a death eater wasn’t your choice.” You attempt to return the light you just felt in the room, but Blaise doesn’t join you in your effort. “Choice or not. I am one. And we shouldn’t forget that.” You and I can never happen.
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healmydesires · 5 months
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needy ꕤ (a.s)
kinktober 2023
prompts: breeding kink + overstimulation + lingerie
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pairing: modern!anakin skywalker x sub!f!reader
summary: you surprise your boyfriend with your sexy ensemble.
genre: smut + fluff , tbh pure filth sorry! (mdni! 18+ only)
word count: 6,5k (actually 6,488 but hehe)
warnings/tags: pxrn no plot sorry <3, established relationship, sub!reader and soft dom!anakin because that’s my shit, breeding kink, lingerie, vaginal fingering, overstimulation, face sitting, oral!f receiving, slight daddy kink (sorry), dirty talk, begging, praise kink, size kink, creampie, some manhandling, unprotected sex (piv), multiple positions, after care but also… multiple rounds. lots of pet names.
a/n: FINALLY I’m doing a kinktober prompt lmaooo. I’m aware of how … late I am but! I’ve always wanted to join but I never have the time to actually do each day tbh so here is my one and only “submission” for this event. I hope you enjoy <3 could be read in the same universe as you’re my medicine. which you can read here.
dividers by @saradika <3 thank uuuu for making these 🫂
ao3 • masterlist
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“Ani?”
The sound of his name echoes throughout your shared apartment like a siren's song. Excitement bubbles inside you as you wait patiently for him. Sweet and mischievous to the ears, Anakin drops everything that he is doing and starts following the sound of your soft voice.
“Sweetheart?” He says, his voice laced with confusion.
Once you hear the door creaking softly you look up, revealing Anakin in the doorway. All lights are off except for some candles placed all over the bedroom, illuminating the room with a dim light. It gives off a very intimate and warm feeling. You notice Anakin’s eyes finally land on your body, his breath hitching as he takes you in.
You smile mischievously at him, your right hand holding up your head while the other hand waves flirtily at him. Anakin gulps as his eyes widen as he keeps staring at you. Sitting up slowly, sliding yourself off the bed as you make your way to him swaying your hips side to side, hypnotising him. You chuckle as you circle his body once, then stand in front of him as you flutter your eyes up at him.
“Baby,” he breathes, his eyes looking you up and down.
The lingerie you’re wearing is a pretty baby blue set with turquoise and light blue flowers embroidered onto the lace. The cups of your balconette bra are pretty transparent unless it’s for the floral details at the top to the middle of the cups, barely covering your nipples. You can see his eyes travel from your chest to your waist as he takes in the elastic band, covered with the same lace pattern, of the suspenders.
His eyes linger a bit too long as he takes in the small thing that barely hides the curves of your ass. A matching thong, the elastic band sitting just below your suspenders. Anakin’s eyes wander from your covered core to your shoulders as he notices the baby blue see through robe with lacy details hanging off your shoulders loosely.
“What’s wrong big boy, cat got your tongue?” You bite your lip as you trace a finger up and down his chest as you continue to hold his gaze.
Anakin quickly comes back to his senses as his eyes glint with mischief while a smile plays on his face. “You’re right princess, you truly left me speechless for a second.” He says as his smile turns deviously. He circles your body as you follow his movements, taking a step back before you feel his hands on your hips, as your back hits the wall. “You are so beautiful, you never fail to mesmerise me.” Anakin whispers as his lips move to your ear.
Before you can speak his lips attach themselves against your neck, sucking and nipping at your skin. You whimper as you feel him lick up a wet stripe against your neck while holding your body closer to his. Heat travels all the way between your thighs at his touch and attention. As Anakin keeps practically devouring your neck you lose yourself in his touch.
“Ani,” you whine as you feel his hands play with the elastic band of your thong. “Anakin,” You breathe, and he responds by just humming against your skin.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy baby,” he says hungrily before he tries to pull your body closer to his again, leaning down to kiss you. His mouth envelops yours as you return his kisses. A small moan slips past your lips as his hands caress your cheek, then tilting it to the side as he traces small nips across your jawline, ending just by your ear. Your hips are grinding up into his and he slowly pulls away from you.
“I need you so bad angel,” he whispers, his lips ghosting over your neck, slowly moving back below your ear. Moments later his lips press soft kisses just underneath your ear, slowly moving down the column of your neck.
“Ani,” you whimper, surrendering yourself to him. He hums against your skin, feeling his tongue licking up a stripe of your neck, eyes fluttering shut and you tremble against him as a moan escapes your lips. “I need you too.”
The moment the words leave your lips, he lifts his head, his eyes glazed over, clouded with lust as he no longer holds himself back. His lips envelop yours in a loving but lustful kiss.
Anakin’s mouth moves, slow and deep. He kisses you like he has all the time in the world. You love the feel of his lips on yours, you could kiss your man all day. So soft and yet so powerful.
You part your lips slightly to catch your breath, inhaling slowly as you taste him and only him. His tongue sweeps across your lips making you whimper. The wet muscle wraps itself against yours a moment later, hot and wet and steady as he tastes your mouth and kisses you passionately.
Your tongues slowly swirl and dance against each other as your hands try to find purchase on his arms.
“Please,” you whimper. You don’t know exactly what you’re begging him for but you need more.
You feel your core clench around nothing and the lacy material becomes even more wet as both of his hands travel from your waist to your ass, squeezing it in his hands and pushing your body closer to his. You know your panties are ruined by now. You’re so wet and turned on. Only for him, always only for him.
You both continue to kiss each other languidly as he guides you to the bed. As you both fall on the bed his hands start exploring your body, his fingertips touching every skin he can reach. You feel yourself aching, the feeling in between your legs feels almost unbearable.
Your body is squirming underneath his as you’re becoming rather impatient. He traces one of his hands down, slipping his hand underneath the band of your underwear. Slowly, he rubs your throbbing clit once he reaches your pussy.
“So fucking wet.” He groans as his fingers explore your wetness.
You gasp, his lips devouring yours, swallowing all your sounds, kissing you with everything that he has. "That feels good doesn't it, kitten?" Anakin groans and rubs your clit faster. You buck your hips and nod quietly. "Use your words sweetheart," he taunts.
“Yes, daddy,” you whimper.
“That’s my good girl,” he smirks before your eyes flutter close.
Your mouth falls open with a small whine when Anakin slides his middle finger and index finger into your entrance, the long digits easily finding your sweet spot, which he immediately begins to play with. You feel your legs spread even more open for him at the feeling of his fingers pleasuring you. His tongue slips into your mouth after another gasp falls from your lips. Your hands wander to the back of his head pulling at his strands softly making him moan into your mouth.
“You’re so gorgeous. A fucking Goddess.” Anakin groans as his hand shifts, thumb settling against your clit to work it smoothly, and he thrusts another finger inside you slowly, curling his fingers forward with every penetration until your thighs shake. “God, I want you so bad.”
“You have me, always.” You whimper as your body trembles underneath him. So overwhelmed with the arousal and emotions you’re feeling right now.
His eyes burn holes into yours, lust written all over them. When he fastens his motions inside you, you moan out again and squeeze your eyes shut. That burning intense feeling, a tight coil in your lower abdomen making your back arch beautifully.
“Open your eyes for me baby girl, look at me.”
You open your eyes slowly, looking straight into Anakin’s intense eyes. That's what it takes to make the dam break. The burning hot feeling spreads all over your body, your body tingling, your hips moving on their own against his hand.
“Fuck, that’s so hot, I’ll never get tired of watching you come undone.” He says as his fingers slow down, slipping out of you to rub your slit softly, still helping you ride out your orgasm. “Such a good girl for me.”
As you feel your consciousness finally come back to you, you feel his fingers slip away from your heat. He pulls his hand out of your panties, moving it to his lips. He holds your gaze as he licks his fingers clean. You whimper and feel your core clench around nothing as you watch him.
“You always taste so good, princess. Speaking of,” A huge smug smirk spreads across his face as his eyes glint with mischief. “I really want you to sit on my face tonight.”
“Now?” You whisper with wide eyes.
“Yes, sweet girl.” He chuckles softly, before his fingers come to hold your chin, moving your face towards his. Your lips connect in a sweet kiss. You sigh into it, your eyes sliding shut as you bury your fingers in his hair. You whine as he pulls away smiling at you with a tender look in his eyes.
“You know I love you right?” He whispers as one of his hands strokes the soft skin of your cheek. You feel yourself melt instantly as you look into his eyes and the feel of his soft touch.
“Of course, Ani. I love you too.” You bite your bottom lip softly before you lean towards him to peck his lips.
As you both pull away, he starts undressing himself unhurriedly. He is way too slow for your liking which makes you whine impatiently for him. “Patience sweetheart,” he looks down at you with a huge smirk on his face while removing his shirt.
“Come here,” he crawls a bit up to the bed and quickly reaches down to remove his sweatpants leaving him bare, throwing it off the bed. You bite your lip as you look at his thick cock. You feel your core clench again, as it already begs to be filled. Anakin gives you an intense look making you reach up towards him.
You move towards him, sitting up and slowly straddling his hips. His hands are soon on your hips, squeezing the flesh. Anakin bites his lip as he smiles, moving your body closer. You then slowly shuffle forward until your thighs are resting on either side of his head. It’s a foreign position to you, because it’s one that you haven’t tried before.
“Is this okay?” You ask nervously as you look down at him. Anakin hums and blows a bit of warm air against your inner thigh, mouth ghosting across the skin.
“This is perfect.” He reassures you.
His hands, large and powerful, yet so very gentle, trace the skin of your thighs, inching higher and higher until they rest just below the plump swell of your ass. Slowly, he pushes your thong to the side, leaving your pussy bare for him. A small whimper leaves your lips as you feel his breath on your heat. Then, Anakin looks up as a teasing smile forms on his face, moving your body the way he wants you to be.
He licks a long stripe along your slit, coaxing a loud, broken moan out of you. His hands grip your hips, keeping you in place as he laps at you gently. You writhe against his lips, whining above him. Anakin takes the advantage he has on your body as he drags you down even closer to his face. He encircles your clit and sucks, pulling whimpering pleas from your mouth.
It’s heavenly addicting, the way his tongue slips between your folds and dips into you, working you closer and closer to your release within each passing second.
Anakin heaves in a breath as he pulls you up just slightly, “I want you to ride my face, you think you can do that for me baby?” He says as his eyes glint in the candle light. His smile is so inviting and you bite your lip as you nod your head.
Without another word he eases you back down on his tongue. His mouth instantly licks you up again. The hands on your ass knead the two cheeks as he begins to rock you forward, guiding your motions until you begin to move on your own. With each gentle sway of your hips, the headboard starts to knock against the wall, the noise mixing with the little moans you make out of ecstasy.
“Ah, fuck, daddy” you whine as you grind your hips a bit faster against his lips.
You shudder as his lips wrap around your throbbing clit, sucking lightly. One of your hands that was holding the headboard, moves to tangle in his hair, tugging softly as he moans against you.
You cry out as you feel yourself get closer to your second high of the night. You squeeze your eyes shut as you pick up your pace, unable to handle the unbearable pleasure you’re experiencing as the coil in your stomach is about to snap.
You squeal as Anakin plunges his tongue inside your walls. Massaging your inner walls, driving you insane as he sucks and licks with fervour.
“Aniii, I’m close, fuck fuck fuuuuck” You stutter out a loud cry as you throw your head back.
He increases his pace, tongue thrusting up inside you. Your body temperature is rising as you circle your hips faster.
“Please, fuck, Ani please, I’m close…”
His tongue slides out of your hole, attaching his lips around your throbbing nub. With one harsh suck on your clit you come with a loud whine, your vision turning white and your ears ringing as your whole body racks with such intense pleasure, you almost think you’ll pass out.
Gasping out his name, you tumble forward with your hands bracing the headboard, hips stuttering until the final waves of aftershock pass. Gently, he laps at your release until the overstimulation is getting too much.
“Always doing so good for me, always being such a good girl.” He praises you as he presses soft wet kisses against the skin of your thigh.
You tremble as you move a leg back over his body and shimmy down the bed, laying on your stomach, nuzzling your head into your pillow while you close your eyes.
You hear him chuckle before you feel his body close against yours. Opening your eyes you look up at him as he’s looking down at you laying on his side as one of his arms supports his face. Anakin smiles as he reaches up to touch the side of your neck, tracing his fingertips up and down.
You sigh against his touch and kiss his thumb as he traces it across your lips.
He leans his head down, pressing tender kisses against your shoulder as his fingertips move along your skin.
“I love you so much, baby.” He whispers in between kisses as he nuzzles his head between your neck and your shoulder. You feel yourself melt under his soft touch, kisses and attention.
“I love you too Ani.”
His mouth moves to explore the rest of your body, littering your body with his kisses. He then slowly manoeuvres his body on top of yours, right behind you. His hands travel along with his lips, caressing your skin in the most gentle way. Anakin leaves long and wet kisses down your spine, occasionally lavishing your skin with his tongue.
Little whimpers leave your lips as his mouth and hands travel lower and lower down your body. Instinctively you spread your thighs a bit more for him.
“So needy.” He chuckles softly behind you.
His hands come to hold your hips, pulling them up, your ass up in the air. He kneads the flesh of your cheeks before spreading them apart for him. Then, Anakin pushes your ruined underwear to the side again. You whimper, feeling his eyes on your wet heat as it clenches around nothing, aching and begging to be filled. Your body trembles with anticipation. You’re dripping again, so soaked for him.
“Please Ani, I need y—” your begging gets cut off by a high pitched whimper leaving your lips as Anakin’s mouth dives between your thighs.
He licks a long stripe along your slit, coaxing small whines and moans out of you. Anakin’s grip on your hips is strong, keeping you in place as he laps at you furiously. You writhe against his lips, whining and pleading for more.
His tongue is lapping at your lower lips. Squeaky, senseless noises come out from your mouth the more he applies pressure with his tongue.
“Fuck… I’ll never get tired of eating your pretty pussy. So sweet just like you.” Anakin murmurs against you before making out with your lips again.
You whimper as you tremble against him, overwhelmed all over again. Licking a long stripe along your slit and then his tongue swirls around your entrance, pulling a loud, broken moan out of you. You squeal as Anakin plunges his tongue inside your walls, instantly massaging and licking your inner walls. You writhe against his tongue as loud incoherent noises leave your lips.
“Ah, fuck,” you moan, squeezing your eyes shut as you move against him, unable to handle the unbearable pleasure you’re experiencing as the coil in your stomach is about to snap. His hands move to your ass, kneading the two cheeks as he lets you grind your hips against his face.
You fuck yourself against his tongue, whimpering loudly the more he thrusts his wet muscle inside you. The temperature in the room is rising dramatically the more he sucks, licks and thrusts inside you. As you try to move your hips faster against him you feel him grip your thighs, spreading them more for him, squeezing the flesh. Then one of his hands leaves your thighs to circle your little button with his thumb, driving you mad.
“Please, fuck Ani, daddy please, I’m so close—” you choke on your moan.
Anakin grunts loudly, he curls his tongue upward to brush your walls, you practically scream at his actions and you feel the coil snap when he applies more pressure to your clit.
You arch your back and throw your head back with a loud moan, as you see your vision turn white while you continue to grind your hips against him, trying to chase your release.
Gasping out his name, you grasp the sheets in your hands at the intense pleasure. Your pussy keeps clenching around his tongue as he continues to pleasure you. Your hips are stuttering until the final waves of aftershock have passed. Gently, he laps at your release until the overstimulation is getting too much.
“You did so well angel, you’re always such a good girl for me. I can never get enough of how good you taste.” He moans against you.
Your hands move from the sheets as you try to reach for his head, gently pushing him away from you.
With a light chuckle he pulls away. Your body slumps slightly forward with exhaustion but Anakin is quick to grip your hips, holding you in the same position. “Oh kitten, I’m not done with you yet.” He tuts.
“But Ani—” you whine. You dip your head down, resting your forehead against your pillows before feeling him pull at your locks.
“Oh no, we are far from finished.” He says, his voice sounding a lot deeper than before. “I’m sure you can handle a few more orgasms.”
You whine pathetically and moments later he releases the hold on your hair, then he moves to press wet kisses all the way up towards your neck.
“Remember our colour system?” He whispers as he spoils your body with his affection and you can’t help but moan beneath him.
You nod quickly.
“Sweetheart, I need verbal communication.” He halts his movements as he waits for your next words.
“Yes Ani, I remember. Green for yes, yellow for slow down and red for stop.”
“Perfect,” he whispers before he continues kissing your body.
You wiggle underneath him once his lips meet your neck, kissing the skin lazily. He then nuzzles his head between your neck and your shoulder.
Seconds later you feel his cock rubbing up and down your slit. You grip the sheets as he circles the tip around your entrance and you whimper as you buck your hips against him, wanting him to fill you up already.
Anakin grips your hips, holding you so you don’t make any movements any more. “Patience.” He groans against your ear as you try to wiggle your hips again, spreading your legs a bit more for him exposing more of your pussy.
As you continue to squirm against him, Anakin’s large hands squeeze your hips. His cock slides against your wetness once again as you try to move your hips. Your body trembles with anticipation, hoping he will finally enter you from behind. You feel your inner walls clenching around nothing as you move your hips against his, grinding your wetness against his dick, the tip nudging your entrance every now and then.
“Please, f-fuck. I can’t take it anymore. I need you to fuck me so bad. My p-pussy needs to be filled with your cock so bad. Please daddy fill me up. I need—”
With a loud groan he tilts your ass up for him as he manoeuvres behind you and pushes your legs further apart. “So fucking needy.”
A broken gasp leaves your lips as he finally slides the tip inside you. He gradually slides more of his thickness inside you and you tremble more underneath him. You feel his body moving behind you, sitting up against you, and you know his eyes are on your heat. He’s watching as your walls spread to begin to wrap around him, trying to accommodate his girth. The pressure of his massive cock deep within your walls overwhelms you while you clutch the sheets below you in tight fists.
“D-d-daddy…” you stutter and whine.
“I know baby, I know.” Anakin moans above you as he continues to push more of him inside. Your pulsing walls are wrapped tightly around his cock, occasionally clenching as your pussy pulls him in more. You feel so full already and you know he’s barely halfway in.
“Please, need more.” You whimper as you squeeze the sheets in your hands.
He groans at your desperate noises, losing his composure momentarily as he thrusts the last parts of himself inside you, filling you up to the brim, you moan as he halts his movements, finally inside you all the way. “Fuck, angel, you look so beautiful like this, taking me so well.” Anakin can’t control the words that leave his lips as his hips move, not giving you the time to adjust he quickly pulls himself out of you making you whine at the empty feeling. “Oh you’re such a needy kitten.” He groans before he thrusts himself all the way inside your pussy again.
A scream leaves your mouth as you’re trembling underneath him, you try to adjust to his size while your pussy keeps clenching around his cock. You push your head into the pillows as pathetic whimpers keep falling from your lips. You don’t think you’ll ever get used to his size.
“Such a tight pussy.” He groans as you continue to squeeze him.
A couple of moments later you signal him that he can move. Then his hips move, quickly pulling himself almost all the way out of your pussy before he shoves himself roughly all the way in.
“A-Ah daddy… oh my god—” you hiccup as he then moves his hips slowly against you. You cry out as he thrusts so deep inside you that it has your body slumping against the bed. His hands come to move to squeeze the flesh of your ass while he continues to move against you.
You feel his cock throbbing inside you as you tighten around him. He’s so deep, hitting your cervix repeatedly making your eyes roll back in your head.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” He grunts above you.
You let out a loud long moan, arching your back, throwing your ass back against him. Your pussy is still trying to adjust as it continues to pulse and squeeze around his thick cock. Anakin then thrusts his cock up to the hilt, hard, taking you in such a sudden and intense way it has you struggling to breathe. Your hands ball into a white-knuckle grip, clinging onto the sheets.
You want to savour the feeling of his throbbing cock as you pulse around him, want to remember both of your trembling breaths when he hits your sensitive spots, and you truly can’t wait to feel his hot cum fill your pussy.
The thought alone makes you squeeze your eyes shut, whimpering desperately as you picture it. As you imagine feeling the globs of white dripping out of you, stuffing you full of his cum, your pussy can’t help but clench around his thick cock repeatedly. You’re on birth control but the possibility of him being able to knock you up leaves you whining underneath him.
“Fuck kitten, what has you clenching around me so much.” He pants as both his hands squeeze the soft skin of your ass cheeks, spreading them apart as he stares at your pulsing hole taking his dick.
“The thought of you breeding me.” You whimper, biting your lip as you look shyly behind you.
Instantly, Anakin halts his movements as he looks at you in surprise. His eyes search yours as he seeks for any doubt or lies. When he finds none of that, his shaft jerks inside you, thick beads of precum coating the soft walls of your cervix. You close your eyes for a second as a desperate moan falls from your lips at the feel of it.
“Are you serious?” He questions. He takes a deep breath as you continue to look at him earnestly.
“Y-yeah.” You stutter as you look away timidly. “I just,” you continue with a whimper, “I can’t stop thinking of you fucking me full with your cum. I need it. Ani, you know I’m all yours. Only yours. Please, I need you so bad. My pussy needs yo—” you’re begging and you’re unable to finish your sentence as he suddenly thrusts roughly inside you.
You almost feel your arms giving out on you because of the force of his thrusts. Anakin’s hands are clawing at the sides of your hips, guiding you with him, and he leans down to place kisses on your upper back, his kisses travel down your spine, until he leans back up and just looks at you from behind.
“Fuck, baby girl. I need it too.” He moans as he fucks you with fervour. Your tight pussy clenches at his words, earning a loud growl before he smacks your ass.
“Daddy!” you mewl loudly.
“You always look so beautiful,” he continues, cursing when you purposefully tighten your walls around him again. “You look so pretty when you’re stretched around my cock, fuck, you look even prettier full with my cum.”
You nod vigorously as you continue to beg, “please, please daddy. Need it so bad.”
He then hits your spot, and continues to do it again and again, each hit spending a shot of delicious lightning to course down your fragile spine. Your mind goes blank as all you can do is focus on the feel of him stretching you, filling you up, so overwhelmed with bliss already.
Your hands continue to grip the sheets as he thrusts deeper inside you, earning whines and moans as you continue to cry out his name. You try to tell him, breathlessly, about how good he is making you feel. Tears collect around the rims of your eyes. Each spike sends you closer and closer to the edge.
Anakin picks up his pace again, thrusting into you quicker, harder, hitting the spot that has your body going numb repeatedly.
You claw at the sheets, burying your face into the pillow to muffle your screams. The air is all stuffy around you as Anakin’s hips move faster, moaning you try to push back your hips against his to take more of his massive cock. Your tiny pussy is so full of him, as it pulses and tightens around him, begging him to fill you up with his seed. Begging him to make your pussy even more full.
It’s so filthy, but it’s what you need.
Anakin moans at the sight of your pussy trying to accommodate him still, kneading your ass as he tries to bury himself more inside you, his tip hitting your cervix instantly. You continue to push your ass back into him, fucking yourself back against him. Your eyes roll back inside your head once again as you dig your fingers more into the bed, you mewl against your pillow at the overwhelming pleasure he’s giving you.
The noises that are spilling off your lips drive him insane, his dick throbbing inside you as you don’t stop tightening your walls around him.
“Daddy, fuck. Ani, please, I need you. I need more please, please.” You whine loudly as you move your hips along with his.
“Yeah? Do you need more?” He moans as he leans down to press kisses against your shoulders. “You love being filled with all of my cock don’t you?” He grunts as he slaps your ass once again making you cry out in pleasure. He continues his brutal pace as your moans grow louder and louder as well as the sounds of your pussy that keep meeting his dick over and over again. The sounds mix along with your desperate noises of ecstasy. “Your pussy is so tight and wet around me, begging for me to fill it up with my cum.”
“Ani, please.” You whine as your eyes roll back inside your head.
“What do you want, angel?” He groans while one of his hands reach around you to slip against your clit making you writhe against him as he applies pressure against the little bundle of nerves. The pleasure has the tension tightening in your tummy, dying for your release.
“Oh, please, more. Please, please faster, harder anything.” You squeak out in between moans. The wet noises of him easing into you over and over has your cheeks burning, realising just how wet and needy you are for him. “Please don’t stop.”
“Mm, don’t worry sweetheart, I got you.” He pants, as he reassures you. He grips your hips tighter as he picks up his pace once more. You try to catch your breath but from how Anakin is trusting inside you and the rubbing against your clit it feels almost impossible to do so.
You whine loudly as he hits your sensitive spot inside you again. You’re literally going insane, it feels so overwhelming and good.
“Fuck, daddy—” you choke on your moan.
“Does that feel good, my sweet girl?” Anakin asks as he leans down his body closer to yours, making him hit your cervix repeatedly. You whimper and tremble underneath him as you nod, he moans against your ear as he whispers close to you. “Does it feel good, kitten? That I’m about to breed this pussy?”
“Yes, daddy! Feels so good.” You whine as he continues to hit your sensitive spot and cervix. The tension continues to build up as the pleasure is becoming too overwhelming. You are crying out for him, your moans almost sounding like his name, and he moves his head down once again and licks your neck.
Anakin snaps his hips into you again and again, thrusting deep, causing you to see stars from knowing just how to pleasure you. Feeling like your head is swimming once again, you whine. “I’m so close, please, Ani,” you beg desperately. You only need one more little push, a little bit more attention to reach your peak.
“Come for me kitty,” he whispers against your ear.
His fingers press down on your little button making you squirm underneath him. The coil then snaps after a few more thrusts, pleasure erupts in waves as heat overflows your body as you arch your back. Your ears start to ring from the overwhelming feeling. You can’t stop yourself from shaking as you come against him.
Anakin groans in your ear as your walls spasm around his cock, milking him for his orgasm, desperate for him to fill you up the way he promised.
He slows down his pace, but continues to fuck you through it. Once you’ve regained some of your consciousness and your breathing has slowed down, he pulls out, manhandling you, landing you on your back. You whimper at the sensitivity as moments later he thrusts inside again.
You struggle to keep your eyes open as he fucks you slow. “Look at me, my love.” He whispers before finally reuniting your mouths in a sweet kiss.
Anakin then licks into your mouth, soon turning the kiss more passionate. He looms his chest over yours, pressing his hands on either side of your face into the mattress. You whimper into his mouth. You keep your eyes closed as you find the strength to wrap your arm around his sweaty neck.
“Come on baby,” he says breathlessly, as he pulls back. “I want you to look at me.”
You open your eyes unhurriedly, staring right into his eyes as he smiles down at you.
“That’s my good girl.”
He then moves, gradually rolling his hips faster into yours, sensual and deep. He holds you close and continues to kiss you with a groan, and in that moment the world dissolves into only lips and tongues and harsh breaths and whispered “I love you”s and feverish skin against feverish skin and the heavy drag of him inside of you.
He hits your sensitive spot inside you again, and you make a strangled noise as you gasp and yank at his hair, throwing your head back at the waves of white-hot pleasure wracking your body again, forgetting everything other than his skin on yours and his cock filling you up.
Anakin is all you can feel.
“Aniii—”
The overwhelming sensitivity has you feeling close again, so close you can practically taste your orgasm, even if your mouth is completely dry from gasping his name over and over again.
Feeling your walls begin to pulsate erratically, Anakin knows you’re close again. All of a sudden, he pulls you even closer to him, something that seemed impossible, considering you’re already clinging to each other.
With every time Anakin thrusts into you, his pelvic bone drags along your clit, making you cry out his name in pleasure.
“A-Ani, please, I’m close,” you stutter out, your back arching as you push your hips into his.
Nodding above you, Anakin gasps and pants for air. “Fuck princess, me too,” he replies.
It feels like you are being ripped in half in the best way possible, your walls clenching and fluttering around his thick cock, causing him to let out some more strangled cries of his own.
“Please, Ani,” you whimper as you think about him filling you up and you tighten your walls around him once again. He gasps when you pulse around him, wanting him to spill his load inside of you, needing to see him fall apart.
One of his hands snake its way between their bodies to rub circles into your clit, making you jolt and scream. He turns his head, tucking it into your neck to swipe his tongue along the shell of your ear and whispers, “Cum for me, kitten.”
Mouth falling open, your muscles strain as you choke out a cry. And then you are gone, your eyes roll back into your head and your back arches high off the bed, as your world dissolves into pure ecstasy, coming for the fifth time that night.
“Ah fuck—“ he rasps, pushing himself up as he thrusts deeper into you, the head of his cock hitting your cervix again and again. “Are you gonna take my cum like a good girl? Will you let me fill you up until my pretty baby is messy, hm?”
You whine at his words, mouth dropping open in awe as you can barely open your eyes while you watch him, nodding tiredly as pleasure still courses through you. “Please, please.”
“Fuck, take it baby.” It washes over him instantly, hips stuttering into you as he grows desperate, eyes squeezing shut when he feels his cock throb inside of you before hot spurts of his seed splash along your walls, painting them in ribbons of white. The feeling makes you whimper, limbs limp on the bed as he shallowly thrusts into you, making sure you take every last drop.
His warm cum fills you up deeply, the mild heat of it settling deep inside you and causing you to squirm under him. Anakin pants as he lets his body slump against yours. His cock is still nuzzled deep within you, slowly softening as it keeps the cum from leaking out.
You bite your lip as you squeeze purposely around him. Anakin groans at the feeling, his large palms sliding up your sides in a soothing manner.
“Don’t do that.”
“Why not?” You giggle as your hands trail through his hair.
“Makes me hard again.” Your boyfriend mumbles.
“Hm, that’s kind of the point.” You continue to giggle.
Anakin chuckles as he pulls his head back, looking at you with a mirthful smile.
Your hands continue to play with his hair, feeling the damp strands slowly detangle as you take your time. “I was serious though, I’d love to try with you.”
“Try what?” He asks teasingly.
You tug at his hair playfully which makes him laugh. “You know exactly what I mean.”
You sigh dramatically as he continues to laugh.
“Alright, okay. I’ll be serious now.” He says, trying to keep himself from chuckling again.
You raise your eyebrow at him as you grin. “Sure.”
“Yeah, I’d love that too.” He whispers before he captures your lips in a deep kiss. You can feel his soft mouth smiling against yours as you whimper against him. You feel yourself melting against his embrace as he wraps his arms around you.
“Another round?” Anakin says cheekily once he pulls away, while he caresses your hips.
You giggle before he reunites your lips again. And as you both keep kissing each other languidly, you lose yourself in his kisses and affection.
The night is filled with your kisses, noises of pleasure and all the love you both share for one another.
It is safe to say that you both don’t leave the bed until tomorrow, late in the morning.
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kenananamin · 5 months
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I saw a TikTok of a mom cleaning her daughters room while she slept and I think Nanami would do that with his messy partner. 😭 ❤️
damn, you’re so right anon 😚👌🏼 he would absolutely do that for and with his messy partner and would talk about his whole day and let you rant about literally anything. so with that…
Here are my hcs of Nanami with his partner after the kids go to bed and the next morning
it gets a little suggestive in there but overall fluffy lol
he will go to you for a hug and kiss right after closing the kid’s door. they don’t always lead to something else or get too spicy but its part of the routine now. even on the bad and/or tiring days, he’ll meet you in the hallway for a quick peck and hug that’s got you both happily sighing
he’ll use the time after that to go around the house looking for any dishes the kids may have hidden or just dropped somewhere as you get the dry clothes from the dryer
he’ll pop everything in the dishwasher (yes, he’s a dishwasher user now bc kids go through dishes like it’s their job and they have overtime to do) and meets you on the couch to fold the clothes
sometimes you’ll both talk about the parts of your day that he didn’t see and he’ll do the same, other times you’ll listen to music or a podcast, and other times you’ll watch some brainrotting television
once you both know the kids are definitely asleep and not faking it, you’ll sneak back into the rooms to organize what the kids couldn’t. of course, you both tell the kids to clean but they’re young and don’t always fix everything where it should be (and you’re both a little OCD so you have to fix it behind your children’s back to avoid hurting their feelings)
laughs whenever a toy or thing clanks too loud and your immediate reaction is turn around with your mouth and eyes wide open, panicking if that woke up the sleeping child
gives the kids another kiss before leaving their room and sometimes snuggles with them while they’re sleeping. they’re growing up and don’t want to be hugged all the time and nanami misses when they’d crawl all over him and beg to be carried
will make you a nighttime tea as you put the clothes away and meets you in your room to get ready for bed
will set the bed while you shower and will quickly shower while you do your skincare
gets out of the shower and grabs the hairdryer to dry both his and your hair
you sit him down on your vanity stool and do his skincare while he holds your hips and he uses that time to just look at you. ✨lovingly✨ of course, mucho mucho amor 🥹
pretends to look away while you switch your robe for your pjs. well “pjs” — nanami likes buying silky or lighter pajama sets and he uses the pants while you use the top which is usually always a soft button down or oversized shirt
you pretend to know he’s not looking but give a lil extra while you change bc it’s fun to see him twitch a bit and clear his throat
makes sure the door is locked before… mommy and daddy time 😃👍🏼 does not want to traumatize his kids or have the talk too early on
PRAISES YOU — i will die on this hill but nanami loves praising you. whether it’s your thing or not, he does it from the bottom of his heart bc he loves you and appreciates every single thing you do for him and the kids
…if it is your thing… he likes watching you twitch and squirm 🤭🤭
he’s a giver, what else can i say 🤷🏻‍♀️
unlocks the door afterwards bc emergencies can happen at anytime and wants easy access to the kids and for the kids
will check in with you about 3 different times to see if it’s too cold or hot in the room
will tuck you in on one side then will hug you from the other
if it’s not a snuggling kind of night, he’ll sleep close to you and on his stomach with one arm wrapped above his head or arm stretched out to scratch your head as he drifts off. if he can’t touch your head or hair then his hand is either on your back or stomach as you sleep. always some kind of contact
he’s a light sleeper and wakes up often so he’ll check on the kids once a night then will return to you in bed. once he comes back then it’s a guaranteed snuggle, you feel him and lean into him
wakes up first and early either from the alarm on weekdays or naturally on weekends and goes to wake the kids and make sure they’re out of bed and in restroom/living room/kitchen anywhere but close to a bed where they can lie back down and sleep then be late for school
goes back to the room to wake you up so softly and gently whispers a variation of a soft ‘good morning darling’, ‘it’s time to get up’, ‘you look beautiful’ etc etc
likes brushing his teeth w you. he likes the visual of you both standing next to each other, both with crazy bed head, winkled pajamas and the kids running in to say good morning as your toothbrush hangs between your teeth to hug the kids. so domestic, so simple, and so incredibly cozy
you both get the kid’s clothes out and help in washing their faces, brushing teeth and getting their hair done
you both go back to your room to change for the day. sometimes it’s quick if the kids are still eating breakfast, but if they’re playing or just watching tv…. nanami locks the door again
kisses. lots and lots of kisses. short and quick or long and slow, you both love kisses
OVERALL, nanami just loves and lives for domestic bliss. it’s all he wants, he doesn’t want a crazy life with so many hectic and crazy parts (the kids are hectic enough for now at such a young age but he’s def looking forward to retirement). he wants simple, happy, and completely fulfilling domestic bliss 🖤
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sorcerous-caress · 5 months
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Giving them a hug
[ Bg3, fluff, nb!reader, several characters ]
[ Omeluum, The Emperor, Nere, Nym, Sorn, Minthara, Raphael ]
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Omeluum
"Child, you have returned. Has your search been completed?" Floating just above the moss covered ground, the mindflayer you've grown quite accustomed to seeing as of lately, was in his usual spot.
Without saying a word, you saw the curiosity in Omeluum's eyes as you approached him.
He didn't make a move as he observed you move even closer, wrapping your hands around him and burying your face in the front of his robe.
You can feel the tentacles floating above your head, unsure of where to go and awkwardly moving away to give your body the proper space.
Pressing yourself closer into his embrace, you took a deep breath as you felt his long arms pat your back.
"It seems you have been in quite the stressful state."
You didn't let go. You didn't want to. Omeluum understood that in his own way, finding your specie's need for physical contact very fascinating.
More so that you chose him as your stress relief, he feels deeply honoured.
The Emperor
"Very well." A familiar voice spoke inside your mind. And just like that, a portal to the asteral plane opened up to you
Stepping inside, you were met with the person of your dreams. Every detail of their being moulded to your taste and liking.
"There you are." A honeyed voice called out to you from their soft lips. They approached you with the enthusiasm of an overseas lover finally coming home to their partner.
"No." You took a step back from their offered embrace, inviting you into their warmth. "Not this, I want the real you."
The most beautiful eyes you've ever seen in your life stared at you with a worried expression. That faux worry barely lasted a second before their face became neutral again.
"As you say." Dispelling the illusion, The Emperor stood above you with his towering figure. Cold tendrills and the same haunting purple eyes.
Making the first move, you took a couple of steps forward. The tentacles parted and made a space for you to slot your body against his.
Cold to the touch with a very unfamiliar texture, it was smooth yet hard in certain places. Still, you wrapped your arms around him in a resemblance of a hug.
His tentacles slowly curled around your body parts. Twirling itself around each part and bringing you even closer.
He didn't have a heartbeat. He head three instead, each of them drumming to their own rhythm.
The tentacles kept caressing you, his arms stayed at his sides.
Nere
"You should've left to deliver my important message to general Thorm." Nere's voice didn't hide his annoyance and neither did his look of disdain, "just what are you waiting around for?"
You shrugged, "a hug."
Preparing yourself to receive even more mocking and complaining, you were pleasantly met with a tired sigh instead.
"First that...filthy drider creature's bursts of insanity and now your perversion, why do I always get the defective ones." Nere impatiently made his way into your personal space.
Just as you started to explain how you truly just wanted a simple hug and didn't have ulterior intentions, you were rudly hushed and pulled against his body.
He smelled...like burned powder and rubble, of course he did. But below it, you could catch a faint scent of lavender.
His arms were firm as they held you in place, squeezing just enough to make you feel a comfortable pressure.
And when you wrapped your arms around him gently, hugging him back, you swore you saw his pointy ears droop just slightly.
This was...really nice actually. You never expected to even get a hug, let alone one this comforting.
And then you were unceremoniously pushed away from his body, almost losing your balance and falling into the pits of lava behind you.
He didn't show any signs of caring, "I've indulged your degenerate fantasies enough, now go and do your job."
Nym
"Of course, anything you want." She smiled so sweetly as she said it, "would you prefer we get comfortable on the bed? I'd be able to hold you much longer then."
Her body was so soft, holding you closer to her chest. Drawing soothing circles on yout back with her expert fingers.
The atmosphere was very peaceful, her touches very gentle and she smelled even better.
You had no doubt that she genuinely wanted you to have a great experience, no matter how insignificant one hug might seem in the grand scheme of things.
To you, it was clearly important at this moment, and that's more than enough reason for her to go the extra mile.
Occasionally, she'd hum a tone, soft spoken words in drow language slipping past her lips. Slowly and carefully pronouncing each syllable like a lullaby.
Sorn
"A hug? Really?" Confusion clear on his face, he crossed his arms against his exposed chest, "you know, you could've just asked for my sister instead. This is her domian more."
You shook your head, "I know, but I wanted you."
Sorn's eyes narrowed at you in suspension, "Just to be fully clear with each other, is it really just a hug? This isn't some niche fetish or form of foreplay?"
"Just a hug."
Seemingl convinced with you not having ulterior intentions, much to his displeasure, Sorn stepped closer to you with opened arms.
Lean muscles enveloped you, awkward at first before easing into a more protective hug. Sorn was clearly taking inspiration from his only other source of hugs.
You felt safe in his arms, like you had someone to relay on.
"It will be okay, you're safe." His words of comfort came shortly. And despite his earlier reluctants, it felt like he genuinely meant them.
He held you tightly.
You hugged back, feeling his body shiver at the soft, non-intrusive touches.
After it ended, he stepped back. His body clearly more relaxed and at ease.
"I have to admit, that wasn't as bad as I expected."
Minthara
You swore you could see her judging you as she appeased your request in her mind.
You hoped that the trust you've built between the two of you so far would assure her that you weren't trying to backstab her or trick her.
"Come." She finally gave her permission.
Her blood ran hot, you realised as you were met with the warmth of her embrace.
Still, her body remained stiff as you held her. This was clearly a very unfamiliar territory to her.
"Try to relax, i promise you'll be safe." You whispered against her ear.
She took a deep breath, taking what felt like was a leap of faith to her, she let her body melt against yours.
Holding onto your waist, her firm grip kept you in place against her body.
She didn't let go when you attempted to pull away.
"If we are to stop this, it will be on my own terms." She said as she kept holding you close. You've willingly walked into her web, and there was no escaping now.
Raphael
"Why, of course, anything for my favourite client." His pride was clear in his stance even as he extended an arm to you, "come to me, little mouse."
Listening to the devil on your shoulder, you did.
You were met with burning heat, flinching away the second you touched him.
A low chuckle came from his lips, clear amusement at toying with you. "Oh is it too much for you to handle? My my, and here I thought you knew what you were getting into."
With a snap of his fingers, a soft glow envelops your body from head to toe. It made you feel lighter and left a hint of a sweet taste at the back of your throat.
"Here, something to keep that deary skin of yours from melting off. We wouldn't want to tarnish your beauty now, would we?" Cupping your face in his hands, you felt absolutely none of the previous heat as he rubbed your cheek with his thumb.
"Enough games, my hug, now." You said sternly as he laughed at your impatience.
But no teasing came. Instead, you were completely wrapped into his embrace. His wings enveloping you and caging you more into his body.
The expensive materials of his clothes did wonders to cover all the ridges and sharp angles underneath them that adorned his body.
For a moment in time, you managed to find rest and comfort in a devil's embrace. Willingly surrendering yourself to him as he pressed his nose against the pule point at your throat, inhaling deeply.
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nicoline1998enilocin · 5 months
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Mirror mirror on the wall...
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PAIRING | FWB!Loki Laufeyson x FWB!Avenger!Female!Reader
WORD COUNT | 1.4K
SUMMARY | You don't see Loki that often, but when you do, it is always filled with nothing but lust. When he finds out about the latest addition of a life-size mirror in your room at the Compound, he can't help but have some fun with it and make you fall apart around him simultaneously.
WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Friends with benefits, use of pet name (Gorgeous), smut (mirror sex, masturbation - F receiving, fingering, protected sex, squirting, implied aftercare).
A/N | I want to dedicate this fic to @avengersfantasies, who's a big fan of the God of Mischief, just like myself. (Surprise! 🫣) I hope you will enjoy the route I took with this because it was a lot of fun to write 🖤
Likes, comments and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💚
Divider is made by @firefly-graphics | GIF credit to @marveladdicts
Main Masterlist | Loki Laufeyson Masterlist | Part 2
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You started a friends-with-benefits arrangement with Loki a few years ago but didn't see each other often. Between you being gone for extended missions and him constantly being needed on Asgard, there hasn't been much time spent in his arms, fucking each other until you can't think straight.
Today, however, you're lucky to have Loki all for yourself for a couple of hours, and both of you plan to make the most of it, especially when Loki notices the new life-sized mirror in your room.
''Hm, I see you got a new addition to your room; maybe we should put it to good use,'' Loki whispers in your ear as he stands in front of you, letting the silk robe on your shoulders slide down, revealing the emerald green lingerie you wore just for him.
The warmth of his breath ghosting over your ear makes you feel goosebumps, and you let out a small sigh as you feel his hands follow the fabric down your arms.
The silky fabric reaches the floor with a soft thud, and Loki can't help but smile as he sees you wearing his signature color; it compliments your skin beautifully.
''Did you do this just for me, Gorgeous?'' Loki asks between kisses trailing from your neck and shoulders down to your breasts before pushing you back onto the bed until you're seated at the edge.
When you're seated, he takes a step back and waves his hand once, and suddenly, the beautiful lingerie adorning your body has vanished, leaving you bare in front of him.
''I doubt I'll ever get enough of seeing you laid out like this in front of me,'' he whispers before removing his clothing as well, unable to wait any longer.
When you see his thick, long, throbbing cock, your mouth instantly waters, and your cunt starts dripping at the sight. There's never been a moment you've needed him more than you do right now.
''Spread those thighs for me and play with that perfect cunt of yours, Gorgeous; let's take a good look at how well you're spreading those folds for me,'' he says, and his fingers under your chin guide your sight to the mirror in front of you.
You do as he says as your fingers slide through the wetness and gather some of it before you find your clit and start rubbing slowly. Your head falls back against his shoulder from the pleasure, your back arching at the sensations.
''Loki, please, I want your fingers inside of me,'' you beg, your eyes trained on him through the mirror.
''How can I say no to you when you beg so sweetly?'' he says, followed by a deep groan coming from his chest, and his arm snakes around your waist to replace your fingers with his.
''Don't take your eyes off the mirror,'' he orders, and your eyes snap up to meet his again after you were looking at where his fingers made contact with your dripping flesh.
His long, thin fingers slide into your entrance without hesitation, and he sets a slow but steady pace, making it difficult to keep eye contact as you melt into his touch.
The moans leaving your mouth are wanton, and you can barely keep your eyes open, let alone fixed on the sight in front of you.
''L-Loki! 'm cumming!'' you suddenly scream as he lets some warmth spread through his fingers with his magic, and it's like every sense got dialed to 10, and you couldn't hold back any longer.
Because he used his magic, it's like a little switch inside you flipped, and you felt a hot rush of liquid squirting out and over the bed, which made Loki grunt from deep within.
''Look at that! Cumming like the perfect slut for me, Gorgeous, I can't wait to fill you up with my cock and pump you full of every last drop of my seed,'' he whispers in your ear, licking along the shell of your ear before pulling his fingers out, and letting you come down from your high.
''Fuck, missed you so much,'' you pant before shifting a little, and your line of sight immediately drops down to your leaking pussy before Loki feeds you his fingers, allowing you to lick them clean with a moan.
When he pulls his fingers out of your mouth, he turns your head so you're facing him, and halfway, his lips meet yours in a tender, loving kiss that has you melting into his touch.
Your right hand finds its place in his long, black hair, and you tug softly, a soft moan leaving his lips as he spreads them to allow your tongue to mingle with his.
As much as you enjoy having sex with Loki, these intimate moments make it special for both of you. There has always been a deeper connection between you two, and even though it may not be romantic, you both know it goes deeper than friendship.
You can't think about this moment for too long, however, because before you can even say something, you're on your hands and knees before him, your chest pressed against the mattress, but your head turned so that you have to look at what he's doing.
He has already wrapped himself up, and before you can even think about what's happening, you feel Loki's hand press against your neck, the blunt head of his cock pushing into you while you moan.
''Fuck, feels so fucking good around me, Gorgeous,'' Loki says, and within no time, he's sliding into the hilt, hitting your sweet spot as he does so, and a whine escapes your lips.
After he lets you adjust to him, he starts setting a relatively rough pace that has you seeing stars and moaning and whining uncontrollably.
''Look at that, Gorgeous; look at how well you're doing for me right now!'' he commands, and your eyes move to the sight in front of you, and the mischievous smile on Loki's face is unmistakable.
Loki's hand shifts from the back of your neck to your throat, and he pulls you to him, his chest firm against your back while his pace doesn't slow down even remotely.
''See, Gorgeous? Look at how well we're made for each other! Taking my cock so well like my perfect little cockslut,'' he groans as he picks up his pace, chasing his high.
''C'mon, touch that perfect little clit of yours, and I'll cum with you; that's what you want, right? Want me to cum in this tight pussy of yours? Want to be filled with me cum until it drips out of you?'' he asks, but you're too far gone to be able to answer him.
Your brows are furrowed, and your jaw is entirely slack, moans and whimpers coming out of you uncontrollably as you find the strength to chase your high.
''C-cumming!'' you pant out, and Loki sets a brutal pace while looking at you in the mirror, keeping eye contact until you clench around him, and he can't hold back either.
With a roar of your name, he shoots all of his seed into the condom, and he lets you fall forward to catch your breath while he falls backward, slipping out of you simultaneously, and you whine at a loss.
Loki quickly discards the condom before switching positions and pulling you close, rubbing his hands softly over your back as he sings softly to you.
You're listening to what he's singing, which always calms you down, lulling you to sleep. He pulls the comforter over both of your bodies, and you snuggle into his arms and against his chest.
After 2-3 hours, you wake up with your back snuggly against his chest, Loki's arms wrapped around you protectively.
''Hi Gorgeous, did you have a good nap?'' he asks, and after a stretch, you nod with a big smile.
''Thank you for coming by,'' you say before kissing his nose and getting up. As much as you'd like to stay longer, you have some meetings to attend, and Loki has some business in Asgard to take care of again.
''Can't wait until next time, Gorgeous,'' he says, and with one last look back and a wave, you're off to your meeting, already thinking about the next time you'll see him again.
''Next time, I'll make you feel good in front of that mirror,'' you whisper to yourself. When you return to your room after your meetings, you see a bouquet of white roses on your bed, another tradition he started long ago.
''Next time, I'm taking you to my palace,'' the note says in his signature green handwriting, and you're looking forward to it already.
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wonchaconne · 7 months
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His First Time
[Uni ff] 18+ minors dni!! SMUT.
quiet shy experienced reader X popular inexperienced Jungwon
Sub!jungwon
Jungwon is really popular in uni, he’s always got crowds almost everywhere he goes. There’s lots of rumours of how good Jungwon is in bed but he had only really only ever made out. You’re the opposite of Jungwon, you’ve always been the shy quiet one, you have a small friend group. You and Jungwon became friends when he join. Your small friend group. He have always find you very cute, especially when you’re shy. but you both switch when you’re in bed
You heard a knock as you were sitting in bed waiting, when you open the door it was not who you thought it was.
It was jungwon, you have been helping him with his classes a lot but he was not who you were expecting to come tonight. Your cheeks grew red when you realised you’re wearing your silk nightgown.
Jungwon’s surprised to see you dressed like that when he have only seen you wearing soft clothing style.
“Jungwon? I didn’t know you were coming”
“sorry it’s late but can you… help check my assignment, it’s due tomorrow” you were expecting him to have many questions, you’re glad that was all he said. You quickly put of a robe over you and start preparing your desk. You thought it’s just a read through, it shouldn’t take that long.
Jungwon sat on the bed watching you prepare the study desk.
Leaning on your bed his eyes focus to your breasts see your hard nipple in the cold room, he shifted around the bed a bit. Forming a bludge on his pants, he change his sitting positing to try to sit comfortably, not know how to deal with it and just trying to hide it from you.
You called him over to the desk, as you were telling about how to make his paragraph better you noticed his eyes couldn’t stop staring at you. He’s so hard it aches, finding it hard to focus on what you’re saying.
“Jungwon are you listening or not? you’re staring into space”
“maybe we can do this another day” you looked at him confused.
“Didn’t you say it’s due tomorrow?”
“I don’t need your help anymore, I’ll just do it myself” you rested your hands on his thighs,
“Wonie I don’t want you to fail this class, you barely passed last time”
He shifted uncomfortably from the sudden touch on his thigh. Your eyes drawn to the bulge in his cock tenting his sweatpants. You tried to hide your smile. He blush, embarrassed at what’s happening.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to help?”
You say as you press your hands on his painfully large bludge. He let out a small moan before he stop himself, covering his mouth feeling embarrassed.
He have never been in this situation before but he felt comfortable enough around you to admit that. He stopped your hand, “I’ve never…. done anything like this”
“What do you mean?” You’ve never seen Jungwon shy before.
“I’ve never had sex before”
You were taken back, the popular jungwon, the jungwon you constantly hear rumours of how good he is in bed… is a virgin?
You thought for a moment,
“Do you want me to teach you?” Jungwon nod softly.
he leans to you kissing you, “please teach me” he said when you both pull apart.
You weren’t expecting tonight to go this way but he seems so desperate.
“Are you sure?” You ask him one more time “yes please”
You give him one more kiss before you pull him up from the chair and push him on you bed. You take your robe off and start going on your knees in front of him. He couldn’t believe what was happening, he have know you as a shy quiet person, it made him think how much he doesn’t know you at all. To know how to do any of this means you’ve already done it, but with who?
Your mouth waters as you stroke his inner thigh. He watch the way you’re touching him, his hand rests on the bed sheets. You untie the strings of his sweatpants. You pull it down to reveal his cock, it was flush red, hard and aching, so needy for you. you slowly lean forward and give small kisses to the tip of his cock, jungwon let out a hiss. You lick his precum swallowing the milky liquid in your tongue with a content sigh.
“You taste so good won” you murmured, his cheeks crimson red with the compliment.
Jungwon’s cock twitch under your gaze, you almost let out a small moan. You lean forward pressing many kisses before you run your tongue up the underside of it. His cock hot and heavy on your tongue as you trace over him. Jungwon letting out loud moans, “ah fuck that feels so good”
Jungwon’s eyes widen, his mouth opened, when you put his cock around your lips, entering your hot mouth. You start bobbing you up and down in a short pace. Jungwon groans, his cock twitching between your lips as you suck him. You looked at him, jungwon almost comming right then and there. You slipped him from your mouth to catch a breath before giving kisses around the tips of his cock. “You’re doing so good wonie”
You hummed as you run your lips around his cock. You smile hearing his whiny moans. You lick your lips keeping your eyes on him, you dipped back down wrapping his cock around your lips again. You began to slide down deeper, jungwon let’s out the a loud moan, his had grips the bed sheets. Jungwon bucks his hips upwards, his groan getting louder and heavier, he’s close to cumming. “fuck ah you feel so fucking good”
You start to think of how good his cock feels right now, your cunt throb at the thought of his cock between your thighs after all this. You begin to moan around him, his hand flew down to your head as he push you down. “I’m going to cum”
Jungwon gasped and let out a long moan also moaning out your name. He tossed his head back as he came in your mouth, you take everything he gave you. Jungwon watch you in amuse as you shut your eyes relished his taste, he slowly slide his cock out of your mouth seeing his cum dribble in the corners of your lips. You gather it with your thumb and slipped it in your mouth.
He leans down giving you a long kiss. “Oh god that was perfect” jungwon said panting.
You climb on his lap, running your hands through his hair “You did so well for me won” you give him small kisses trailing down to his collar bones, he let out a moan. He help you take your dress off, tossing it across the room. He lean over you your breasts giving soft kisses going up to your neck. You moan as he finds your sweet spot licking and sucking on it leaving a mark. You let his had explore every inch of your body. You pull his shirt off, revealing his abs. You can feel his breathing increase, you’re so wet at the sight. You ran your hands up his abs.
“Do you want to taste me?” He nods
“Yes, I want to taste you” you switch position, he’s now on top of you, god he’s so fucking attractive right now. He kiss your stomach before making his way down to you cunt. You let out a moan as his tongue was on you, lapping at your folds and drinking your juice.
“fuck, you sure you haven’t done this? You’re so good” you moan, you lay your hands on his head, his tongue is everywhere, circling your clit, tracing your folds, dipping into your hole. Your thighs trembled around his head, he’s so fucking good at this. His cock grew hard again hearing your moans and compliments. You toss your legs over his broad shoulders. He slip his fingers inside of you. You’re starting to get close to your climax “I’m coming” you let out a long moan before you came. He lift his head up “how did I do?” He ask as he lick his lips.
“You’re so fucking good won” both of your lips connect, he kiss you passionately.
You sat up on him again grinding your cunt on his hard cock. “Are you sure you want this?” he let out a whimper,
“yes please I want you to fuck me” you stop to reach over to your nightstand and get a condom, he look over at your drawer seeing the amount of condoms you have. He began to have questions, how many times do you have sex? With who?
You rip you the metal foil and roll it on his cock. You grab his cock, guiding it to your cunt. He slowly push into you, you both let out loud moans. He start to thrust in and out of you. With every thrust jungwon moans, you realise how vocal he is during sex. 
Jungwon’s brows furrowed, his lips parted open as he fuck you. this being Jungwon’s first time is insane because of how good he is already at it. Your head lean close to Jungwon’s head, his wet hair sticking to your forehead, your hand resting on his broad shoulders. His hand found its way to your breast, softly squeezing it. He could feel you getting tight around his cock, he moan out your name “ah I’m coming” he said
“Me too” you tried to say before you gasp, Jungwon starts fucking you harder. After a few more thrusts you both came.
You laid next to jungwon on the bed. “How was it” you ask still panting.
“It was fucking perfect” you lean to give him a kiss in his forehead.
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You watch Jungwon asleep on the bed when you hear your phone ring.
“I’m sorry, something came up, yeah next week sounds great” Jungwon woke up to your voice talking to the phone.
“Who’s that?” He asked rubbing his eyes, sitting up on the bed.
“It was no one, anyways we didn’t get to finishing fixing your work” you gave him a soft smile, getting the desk ready. Jungwon wondered if that’s who you were waiting for last night. The thought of you fucking another guy just gets under his skin. From now on only he can fuck you. All those condoms will only be for him, he wants to make sure of it.
“Will you be my girlfriend”
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Jungwon becomes dom after that :)
Hii!! This is my first time writing smut…
I’ve never written anything like this, comment any mistakes!!<3
Also I’ve never done dirty talk so I didn’t include it here but in the future I will!!
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taki-yaki · 1 month
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Batstarion A!Astarion + S!Astarion Headcanons
Pairing: A!Astarion/S!Astarion x GN!Reader/Tav/Durge
This one took a while to write up, but I did learn some interesting facts about vampire bats and tried to apply them here.
**Spawn Astarion**
After the defeat of Cazador, Astarion soon discovered a book within the palace, which contained the skills of vampire spawns that his master never wanted him to know about.
One of these skills was to turn into a creature of the night, this quickly intrigued Astarion, causing him to try and master the spell. He even tries practising wild shape methods taught to him by Halsin.
This takes a while for him to master, night after night spent trying to improve his skills with no transformation in sight. One night, nearly at his wits end with trying to master it, you speak,
“Maybe it’s a phrase you have to shout, try yelling bat, maybe that would work?”
“Darling, I don’t think it’s going to be as simple as saying the word bat-”.
Suddenly,  who was once standing in place of Astarion, now lay a small white ball of fluff with wings.
You are greeted by happy chirps and squeaks, quickly turning into a chorus of angry squeaks. One drink of speak to animals potion unravels what he is saying.
“I can’t turn back, darling do something, I don’t want to be stuck looking like a rat!” he huffed.
“Try and relax, it might wear off?”
“How can I relax like this, I don’t even have arms!”
Softly touching the white curly on his head, with the lightest tip of your finger, the pale bat relaxes instantly within the palm of your hand, almost purring at your touch.
Suddenly, the weight shifted from your hands, causing you to drop the bat onto the ground, only for Astarion to shift back into his humanoid form.
Checking to see if he’s fine, you are greeted by light snoring coming from him, seemingly collapsed from exhaustion, the transformation takes on him. Over time, he learns how to master turning into a bat with ease, allowing him to require shorter rests after turning back.
Of course, with him being at such a small size, it makes travelling together simple from keeping him under a robe to shade him from the sun and his light weight. When shopping at local markets, he’ll take advantage of merchants fawning over how cute he is, giving you discounts on your produce, without being aware that he’s a blood-sucking vampire spawn under that white fluff.
“I do wish they gave us something more savoury and juicy for free” grumbling to himself.
“And miss out on all the other goods we get?”
“Hmmm…fair enough, but don’t be surprised if ask for extra tonight” responding with a smirk.
He would adore all the attention you give him in this form, from soft pets on his head to just relaxing with you at such a small size. At Wither’s reunion party, he would show it off to others about it any chance he gets, as his special party trick, beaming the whole way through. Although he would have to deal with the hangover afterwards from shifting constantly the next morning.
Additionally, if you can fly, whether that is by being a druid who can wild shape, to a draconic sorcerer who has gained their wings, you both have fun flying around together at night.
**Ascended Astarion**
For A!Astarion, transforming into a bat is as easy as a wizard casting a cantrip, simple and quick with no downsides.
A!Astarion wouldn’t be one to showcase his ability to shift into a bat at his grand masquerade parties, mainly for fear of being seen as a weak simple creature. Although he would use it to stealthily eves drop on others from the cover of the shadows.
After he’s fed you enough of his blood, if you are his spawn, he’ll teach you how to turn into a bat. In your bat form, he’ll fuss over you more, being more protective of you in this form, as if your body is a prized porcelain vase. Some of the servants just presume you're another bat he’s caring for out of the thousands in the palace.
Carrying you around in his shirt pocket to always gaze at you, whether he’s signing contracts to talking with nobles from other cities, he would be their watching over you, closer to his undead heart than ever before.
Eventually, after a while, he would teach you how to fully fly and would only allow you to fly out at night, only if he was there to keep watch over you. Whilst transformed into your bat forms, he would develop the habits of bats from trying to constantly groom your coat, by cleaning each other’s fur, despite your protests at times and sharing food with you by regurgitating blood as a gift to you.
Compared to the rare moments he is the one in bat form, he would only allow you to pet him, usually in private away from prying eyes, insisting that he has a reputation to uphold.
“Pet, I am all for you adoring me, but we mustn't tell others of this, I have an image to uphold after all”.
He would also experiment with applying some elements of his bat form to his humanoid form, such as shifting his arms to be bat wings, usually as an intimidation tactic, or to show off during his extravagant ball dance parties with you, by lifting you into the air with him.
When you carry him around in his bat form, he would try to nip you more often, unprompted over any small inconvenience. 
Not paying full attention to him? Bite,
Talking to someone other than him? Bite,
Just bored with nothing else to do? Bite.
But if you attempt the same thing to him when you're in bat form? He would laugh, calling you a “Cheeky little pup”.
However, if you keep trying to nip him, he will eventually gently order you to stop and ensure he’ll get his payback later in the day, still being petty about it.
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moonstruckme · 6 months
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Hii! I really love ur writing<3
Could i request Sirius black x fem!reader where her hair is really fluffy but after she has showered her hair is like kindy wavy-ish but she brushes it out and it becomes really fluffy. But then Sirius sees that and is like "u have curly hair" but reader is like "nope". So sirius convinces her and shows her his hair routine and it turns out she does have curly hair and all the fluff and everything?
English is not my first languages so I hope that I'm being clear about what i mean😭 sorry for any mistakes.
Feel free to ignore this if you want<33
No worries my love, this was super clear! I didn't learn how to make my curly hair look good until a few years ago, so this was sooo relatable haha! Thanks for requesting :)
Sirius Black x fem!reader ♡ 1k words
Sirius knocks as you step out of his shower, drying off one leg and then the other with the towel he’d given you. 
“Sorry, angel, could I get in there for a sec?” He calls through the door. “I forgot my moisturizer.” 
“Sure, just a minute,” you reply, quickly toweling off before wrapping yourself in a robe. “Okay, you’re good.” 
“Thanks,” Sirius says, steam whooshing out as he opens the door. He grabs a little jar from the counter, toting it about before starting back the way he came, but he stops before he reaches the door. Sirius looks at you for a moment, his lips curving slightly upward into one of those soft smiles you love so much. “You look so pretty like this,” he says.  
You give him a tiny grin in return, pulling the robe tighter over your body self-consciously. “Thanks, Siri.” 
“Is…” his eyebrows come together. “Is that what your hair always looks like when it’s wet?”
You look down at your ends, half expecting them to be purple from the expression on your boyfriend’s face. “Um, yeah?”
He crosses his arms, tongue pressing into his cheek thoughtfully. “And what do you usually do to it after you shower?”
“I dunno.” You pick your discarded towel up again. “Brush it? That’s it, really.” 
You start to run the towel over your hair, scrubbing out the moisture, and Sirius lunges for you as if you’re holding a weapon to your head instead. “No, stop!”
“What?”
“You can’t rub it like that.” He snatches the towel from you, something like offense in his tone. “That’s nearly the worst thing you can do for curly hair.” 
You raise your eyebrows at him. “Well then lucky for me that I don’t have curly hair.” 
“I think you do,” Sirius says, hanging the towel on a hook. “Or wavy, at least. Look at it right now, it looks almost like mine.” 
The mirror is too foggy to see in, but you don’t need to. “It’s not like yours, though,” you say, a touch of envy creeping into your voice. “Yours is so pretty and shiny. You’ve seen mine, it gets all frizzy when it’s dry.” 
“Okay, compliment heard and accepted.” Sirius grins at you. “But I think your hair just gets like that because you brush it, darling. Let me play with it, please?”
You hesitate. You’ve always shied away from messing with your hair because, as much as it frustrates you, you know how to deal with it the way it is. Oil, buns, plaits. You’d rather have the devil you know than whatever might result from angering it. 
But Sirius does seem to know an impressive amount about hair care. His counter is littered with products that testify to that. And you don’t think he’s right, but if he is, and your hair could look anything like his…
“Fine,” you sigh, and Sirius beams at you, taking you by the shoulders and bringing you in front of the mirror. 
“Alright, I’m gonna talk you through it, dollface,” he promises. “I mean, I’ll do it for you every time you shower if you want me to, but I’ll give you the details just in case you wanna know later.”
He begins by rewetting your hair under the faucet, instructing you to only brush it while it’s sopping wet. He introduces you to leave-in conditioner, curl cream, mousse, telling you what each of them do and weaving them into your locks with skilled fingers. You can’t help but admire the concentrated set of his brows as he works, the way his dark hair gleams under the fluorescent light. However this turns out, you like having his hands in your hair like this. You might ask him to do it again just for that. 
“There we go,” he says, affixing one of his t-shirts to hold your hair close to your head. “We’ll leave that on for a bit, and when it comes off we should have a decent idea of how it’s gonna look when it’s dry.” 
You smile at him, and Sirius fixes you with a look that’s unbelievably fond. “Normally, this is when I do my skin routine, while I’ve got my hair out of the way,” he says, speaking softly though there’s no one else around to hear. “Want me to do yours for you, lovely girl?”
You feel your face warm, but you don’t care if he sees, the affection between you too great to be a well-kept secret. “That’d be nice, thanks.” 
Sirius’ touch is gentle as he goes over your face with a warm washcloth, smoothing your various products into your skin while you do your best not to preen.
“So pretty,” he murmurs once he’s done, planting a kiss on your freshly moisturized cheek. You wouldn’t be surprised if you were glowing from the inside out.
You chase him, capturing his lips with yours, and the both of you giggle at the absurdity of it, kissing whilst sitting on his bathroom counter, you all wet in a robe and him fully clothed. 
“Alright,” Sirius says, stroking your jaw as a consolation when he breaks the kiss. “I think your hair should be ready to come down.” 
You find yourself almost excited as he unwraps the t-shirt from your hair, tracking the progress of his grin while he squeezes the last bits of moisture from your ends before taking you by the shoulders.
“Okay,” he says soberly, looking at you with mock gravitas. “Are you ready to see?” 
You roll your eyes whilst you nod, and he turns you. The fog has faded from the mirror, so you’re able to see yourself clearly as your mouth actually drops open. Your hair is still damp, but even so, the bottom half falls in loose waves, the ends curling just slightly. It’s smooth, and shiny, and nothing like you thought it had the potential to be. 
“Not bad, right?” Sirius sounds smug, but you can feel his excitement as he watches your reaction. “I might use less heavy products in the future, and more mousse, but—”
You spin around, wrapping him in a hug. He laughs, arms coming around your back with just as much enthusiasm. 
“It looks so pretty, Siri,” you gush. “Thank you so much!”
“I’ve always said you’re the prettiest girl in the world,” he sounds exasperated, but his grip tightens on you warmly, “so I really don’t see why you’re acting so surprised.”
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pablitogavii · 8 months
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Idk if you have done this but can you do Gavi having his wisdom teeth removed? And then he like forgets he has a girlfriend alr and hits with her (reader) 😭 Gracias!
Since Pablito had a toothache, let's do this! hehe
Tooth Aches
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You waited for Pablo when he landed from his trip to Getafe greeting some of his friends and coaches as well. Team doctor walked up to you with a bag and you looked at him curiously.
"Can you please make sure he takes these if his tooth continues to hurt? Also, make him see a dentist soon?" man said and I nodded taking the bag and thanking him for the help.
Pablo was always so stubborn when it came to going to any kind of doctors. He would never admit it, but you knew he was just scared and wanted to avoid it at all costs.
"Hola amor" Pablo came shortly after with a little cotton ball in his mouth and you thought he was so adorable whenever something was hurting him.
"Hola cariño..you have a tooth ache precioso?" you coo touching his cheek gently and Pablo quickly shakes his hand saying it's nothing serious before kissing you lips.
When you arrived home, and Pablo took a shower you noticed that he wasn't even touching his dinner. This was very strange since after the game as intense as this one, he could eat like both of you combined.
"If your tooth hurts, I can give you the medication so you can eat cariño?" you ask but the moment you mentioned it he took a big bite clearly uncomfortable while chewing.
"I'm just..not hungry. Can we cuddle when you're done?" he said and you smiled nodding your head knowing that arguing with him when he was this stubborn isn't going to solve anything.
When you were done, you joined him on the couch and he pulled you close wrapping his strong arms around your body and resting his head on your shoulder. Whenever Pablo was in pain, he would be so cuddly and soft. You started playing with his hair until he got sleepy and you both went to bed.
You were woken up by some noise coming from the kitchen so you wore your robe and went to see what Pablo was doing.
"Cariño? Que haces? It's two in the morning??" you said after yawn escaped your lips and he looked at you guilty while holding some ice in his hand.
"I'm just..um..getting water..go back to bed guapa" he said but you knew very well when your boy was lying. The pain surely woke him up!
"Pablo, it's just a tooth ache amor..and there is medication that can help. Why don't you just take it huh?" you walk up to him seeing that he tried to numb the pain with ice instead.
"B..because..when they gave it to me before the game, it tasted gross! And if I take it, you will make me go to the dentist!" he was whinny like a child and you smiled shaking your head and taking ice from his hands.
"You remember how I always listen to you when I'm sick?" you say touching his cheek and he whimpered clearly in a lot more pain than before.
"Mhm..but you always listen to me princesa!" he smirked and you found it amazing that he was still dirty minded even when he was in this much pain.
"So can you listen to me just this once? Please cariño?" you say giving him puppy dog look and he sighed knowing he could not win this when you were using these methods against him.
"Just give me the stupid medication!" he said rolling his eyes and you jumped grabbing it and giving him the pill and some water. When he took it, you took him back to bed and played with his hair to distract him while the medication starts working.
"That better cariño??" you ask after a few minutes but didn't hear anything but a soft snores coming from your boy who was sleeping peacefully on your chest making you smile down and kiss his head.
"My stubborn angry bird.." you whisper before getting comfortable yourself and falling asleep.
"Pablo, we have dentist appointment today!" you yell from the bedroom when he got up to get ready for the training.
"Can we just do it another day amor? I wanted to take you to dinner tonight" he said and you giggled at his attempt to bribe you. You walked to where he was in the closet shirtless and very yummy. You can't get distracted!
"You're cute trying to avoid this, but I care about you so we are having our date tonight at the dentist office" you say kissing him lips and he whimpers since his tooth was very much aching still.
"Let's put the cotton ball before you leave, and you can take it out when the training starts?" you say and despite him shaking his head protesting to cooperate you brought it from the kitchen. He was now already in his training kit ready to leave.
"Open up" you say and he smirks looking down at you making you blush knowing exactly what he was thinking about..little devil!
"Pablo!" you say and he nods opening his mouth for you to put the cotton ball in against his cheek making it bulge out a little which in turn made you smirk..you couldn't help it.
"Not fun being in my shoes huh?" you tease making Pablo blush trying to tell you to shut up but couldn't so you both laughed instead.
When you got a call from one of the staff, you knew it couldn't be good news. Pablo was in lots of pain so they asked that you come pick him up which you quickly did driving straight to the dentist despite his winning.
"I'm not arguing with you anymore Pablo! You are so pale and almost fainted form pain. We are going right now!" you say and he just stayed silent letting you help him inside playing with his shirt out of nervousness.
You caught on this little habit of his grabbing his hand in your reassuringly. He smiled nodding his head and resting it on your shoulder since it was pouding from pain in his tooth.
"Pablo Gavira?" doctor said and we both went inside. Pablo sat on the chair and I asked the doctor to hold his hand the whole time which he agreed on.
"Looks like wisdom teeth. We should remove them especially because of the job you do. It's a lot less dangerous" doctor explained and Pablo looked at you with tearful eyes but you gave him a reassuring smile.
"You will sedate him right doctor?" you ask and man nodded easing Pablo's nervousness.
"You will go to sleep and wake up really quick. Everything will be done and you will never have this kind of pain again" man said and Pablo smiled weakly nodding his head. You were really proud of him for being brave right now.
"I will sit right here amor, the whole time , I promise" you say and he nods puckering his lips and you blush seeing the doctor turn before you kissed him.
"Alright, champion. Let's do this. Your girl will wait for you right here" doctor said before adding sedation and Pablo slowly fell asleep while you sat down on the chair getting out of their way.
"Morning cariño.." you said when he finally opened up his eyes that were still foggy from anesthesia. Doctor warned you about the symptoms for the first few hours but said everything went smoothly.
"Díos..mio..y..you..are..g..gorgeous..h..hi" he was mumbling and blushing almost as much as during your very first date.
"Thank you, cariño" you said kissing his forehead which made his face even more red before you sign off some paperwork and took the wheel chair to get him tot he car.
When you sat him down and went to the driver seat, you felt his hand reaching to touch your face so you turned around.
"Oh my god...you're fucking gorgeous!" he said again and you smiled blushing yourself now. He was way too adorable.
"Thank you.." you say giggling
"A..are you..um..my uber?" he asked and you burst out in laugher now shaking your head kissing his hand that was still on your face.
"No..I'm your girlfriend cariño" you say and his eyes opened wide when he heard you say that.
"Oh my god! I scored!! You..you're fine as fuck!" he said and you couldn't stop giggling at how forward he was. Pablo was never much of a talked but now was a different story.
"I love you?" you smile and his cheeks blushed caressing your cheek now.
"I love you! I um..I wanna tell my sister about you..cause..you..you're fine as fuck!" he grabbed his phone while you giggled and drove him home.
"H..hola! Um..I have a girlfriend..d..did you know that?" Pablo was mumbling to Aurora's very confused face.
"Are you drunk Pablo!?" she asked knowing that her little brother doesn't drink but not really having a better explanation.
"I..don't..drink.." he started laughing and you asked him to show your face so you can talk to a very confused girl on another line.
"Hey Rora, He got his wisdom teeth out today. That's why he sounds drunk" you say and she starts laughing now as well. Pablo turned the phone so that your face was in it again.
"I'm not drunk! And I have a girlfriend! Look! She's fine as hell!" he said and Rora laughed together with you at the way he was just staring with heart eyes at your face.
"Yes you do! I don't know how she deals with you honestly" Rora said and Pablo pouted putting the phone on his lap forgetting about Aurora and looking at you.
"How you deal with me g..guapa?" he said and you giggle finally parking into your garage.
"Because I love you so much! Come on, let's go home. Say bye to Rora" you say and he does so hanging up and letting you help him into the house and resting him on the couch.
"Um..can I w..watch a game?" he asks like child would to his mother and you nodded giving him the remote before bringing some water in case he got thirsty and sitting next to him. When you tried to hold his hand he jumped moving back and shaking his head quickly.
"No! I have a girlfriend! Don't touch me!" he said and you burst out in laughter which confused the poor boy. You did like to see your man loyal like this tho.
"Amor..I am your girlfriend" you say and he turns a little to look into your eyes holding your face inspecting it for every little detail.
"So..I..can..be..inside..of..you..right..now?" he said and your eyes opened wide while your hand went to his mouth to shut him up. Pablo was never this direct before and it was shocking but also very much funny!
"W..what?? Let..me..be..inside..of..you..preciosa!!!" he moved trying to kiss your neck but you pulled away still giggling at his request reminding him that he needs to recover first and hold the cold compress for a few hours at least.
"Um..o..okay..but after..I wanna..be..inside..of..you" he said while yawning and moving to lay on your stomach and you chuckled nodding your head and starting to play with his hair gently.
The next morning, Pablo wouldn't believe the whole story when you told him about his little 'request' at night.
"I did not say it like that!" he said and you giggled at his shy face and blushed cheeks moving closer and kissing his lips.
"You were so cute, but I'm glad you are back to normal cariño" you say and he smiled kissing your head and pulling you into a tight hug already feeling much better.
"Thank you for taking care of me..and making me go to the dentist amorcito" he said while you cuddled and you smiled nodding your head and looking up into his warm brown eyes.
"You're welcome, cariño!" you said and you both kissed sweetly continuing to enjoy your lazy day together.
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shadesslut · 7 months
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it takes two, pt. 2
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MINORS DNI
Pairing: (Gf!Chad Meeks-Martin x Fem!Reader x Gf!Ethan Landry)
Content Includes: (Slight knifeplay, smut)
Summary: Chad and Ethan...have fun with Y/N.
part 1
She screamed as she saw the two figures out of her peripheral vision. She rushed over to her kitchen island, reaching for the knife drawer before Chad grabbed her by her arms. He pinned her back against his chest, and he held her arms behind her back in a firm grip. Ethan softly chuckled, closing and locking the door. He stepped towards Y/N’s struggling body, pulling out his own knife. Her eyes widened at the sharp blade, and she struggled against Chad’s grip even more. Which unbeknownst to Chad, was turning him on even more. 
“P-Please,” She cried as Ethan stepped closer to her. 
Ethan tilted his head and waved the knife around in the air. “Don’t worry sweetheart, we don’t wanna hurt you.” She didn’t believe him. She kicked and threw her head back, trying desperately to get away. Chad bent his head to the side and down to look at her. 
“We’re gonna make you feel good,” Chad whispered, lowly. 
Ethan nodded along with him, and he reached down to trace the knife over the thin material of her tank top, before hooking his thumb under and cutting it down the middle. She gasped at the cold air, her tits now bare. Ethan licked his lips under the mask, and he reached behind her to palm Chad’s now growing boner. Chad groaned, still looking at her peaked nipples. “Do you like your present, sweetheart?” Ethan asked sweetly. 
She glanced at the vial that she had dropped before and back to Ethan. She didn’t answer, and Ethan grew impatient. He ran his fingers down her neck slowly, and she shook under his touch. 
“We just want you to feel good, baby, for your birthday. Is that okay with you?” Ethan asked. 
She paused for a moment. She knew this was wrong, what they were doing was wrong, but the wetness between her thighs craved for them both. She felt sick, ashamed, for feeling this way. She lustily looked at Ethan, answering his question, and he immediately took off his mask, smashing his lips onto hers. She didn’t have any time to react, to see that the boy who held his knife against her stomach was her neighbor. She kissed back as she closed her eyes, and Ethan momentarily pulled away to take off Chad’s mask, kissing him. 
Y/N looked at the two boys in shock at their reveal. She also felt her thighs press together involuntarily. “Ethan? Chad?” 
Ethan and Chad had pulled away from each other and looked at her with devilish grins. Spit fell out of their mouths, connecting them with a droopy string. 
“You remember us?” Ethan asked.
“‘Remember’? I think about you both all the time,” She admitted nervously. Chad smiled, and he pulled her head back, connecting their lips. Ethan bent down and put his mouth on her nipple, other hand fondling her other breast. She gasped into Chad’s mouth, and Chad shoved his tongue in, immediately exploring her mouth. Chad reached his hand lower and found Ethan’s curls. He tugged harshly, making the younger boy moan at the sensation. 
Y/N pulled slightly away, and she looked into Chad’s eyes longingly. “Can we go to the couch?” She whispered. Chad’s cheeks grew warmer at her softness, and he nodded, flicking at Ethan's head. Ethan looked up with an annoyed expression.
“She wants to go to the couch,” Chad ordered. Ethan stood back up, grabbing Y/N and carrying her bridal-style. She yelped as he picked her up and laid her on the couch. Chad walked over, taking off his robe, then his shirt. She stared at his now bare chest in a mesmerized gaze. “You like what you see, baby?” Chad asked, gently grabbing her by her chin. She nodded slowly, looking up at him through her lashes. Ethan watched the interaction with a dark look in his eyes as he breathed heavily. 
Chad was growing impatient, he slowly started to undo his pants, slowly tugging them down. Her eyes trailed down to the hair that was placed right under his belly button that led into his boxers. She softly whined at the sight, leaning forward to trace her tongue down the line. Chad’s mouth opened, and he softly gasped. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down to his thighs. His cock sprung out and hit his stomach, precum leaking from the slit of his tip. She reached out for him, and wrapped her small hand around his length. 
“Mm, fuck,” he groaned. He bucked his hips forward, gaining friction from her hand. She leaned down and wrapped her lips around his tip, earning a breathy moan from him. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ethan’s hand move up and down in his pants. 
She sunk her mouth down halfway on his cock, eyes tearing up at the stretch. He was big, and he knew it. He smiled satisfactorily, resting his hand on the back of her neck, pushing her down a few inches. She let out a muffled whine, and she began to bob her head back and forth, moving her hand along the rest of him where her mouth didn’t fit. She kept this pace for a few seconds, and Ethan leaned over to her, whispering in her ear, “Touch right here,” 
He grabbed her free hand, and he placed it in the space right behind Chad’s balls. Chad looked at Ethan and Y/N with wide eyes as he felt their hands graze the sensitive spot. She applied pressure, roughly rubbing where Ethan had told her. Chad let out a groan, his back arching over at the overstimulation.
“Ah-fuck, fuck!” 
Ethan smiled, and he pulled some of Y/N’s strands away from her forehead. He saw Chad’s thighs rapidly shake and his hips buck up. Ethan grabbed Y/N by the shoulders, and he pulled her off of Chad. “What-” Chad began, before Ethan interrupted him.
“Shouldn’t we be making the birthday girl feel good?” Ethan asked, looking at Y/N, who had spit running down her chin. Chad panted and smiled down at her. 
“Of course,” Chad answered softly.
The two boys had positioned her to lay on her back, head leaning against the cushion. They had pulled her bottoms down, making her fully naked. Her legs were spread wide open as Chad and Ethan held each leg down. Chad was laying over Y/N’s lower stomach, with his arm wrapped around her leg, and Ethan was on his knees on the floor, his hand pressing down on her other leg. Both of their tongues vigorously licked at her cunt, Ethan fucking her with his, while Chad focused on her clit. 
She was a moaning mess, it just felt too good. Chad let his free hand fondle her breast, his index finger flicking over her nipple. She had cum twice already, but the boys didn’t stop. Ethan was basically dripping onto the floor with his precum. Every now and then, he would grind against the couch, hissing at the form of relief. Chad’s tongue moved quicker, in small circles, causing Y/N to whine. 
“I’m gonna…” She groaned, feeling Ethan’s index and ring finger push inside of her. He curled his fingers roughly, the sounds of her wetness filling the air. She moaned one last time, arching her back up as Chad and Ethan continued licking her juices. 
The white liquid spewed out of her as she came, and Chad and Ethan fought to lick it up.  
“Dude, you took it all,” Chad pouted at Ethan, who only licked his lips. 
“Here,” Ethan responded, taking Chad by his jaw and open-mouth kissing him. Chad moaned into his mouth as their tongues intertwined. They both pulled away, and they turned their heads towards Y/N. Her eyes fought to stay open, and she yawned. They looked at her sweetly, internally screaming at how beautiful she looked. 
“Poor thing is all fucked out, isn’t she?” Chad cooed, softly kissing her forehead. She hummed softly at his touch, and Ethan rubbed Chad’s back soothingly. They both stared at her for a moment, then looked at each other, and they noticed both were still hard. 
So, very quietly, trying not to wake her up, they jerked each other off. They quietly gasped into each other’s necks as they finished, and after cleaning themselves up, they snuggled against Y/N. Chad reached over for a blanket on the arm of the couch, and laid it on the three of them. Ethan kissed the back of Y/N’s neck before giving Chad a peck on his lips. Chad smiled and draped his arms over Y/N’s stomach, hand resting on Ethan’s arm. Soon enough, the two boys slowly drifted off to sleep, ever so grateful that her parents forgot her birthday.
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bunnylove1 · 2 months
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.*•Adam HC•*.
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.*• Adam HC•*.
~.•Adam x femreader!
~.•warnings! Smut! fluff! Sickness! Adam being Adam!
~.•enjoy!!
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•Adam thought you wear the most heavenly thing he’d ever seen when he first got a glimpse of you “wow she’s gorgeous lute”
•doesn’t like when you are any where near a thing that can hurt your doll like skin “no babes don’t go near that you’ll hurt your pretty self”
•he likes when you give him small items you make or small gifts you get “for me what a sweetheart tits”
•loves when you drown in his robe “look at you sweet tits, your so tiny you basically drown in my clothing”
•his lower back is sensitive so if you touch it he’ll jump like a fucking cricket 
•he doesn’t know how to deal with periods so he’ll go to lute then take every info he got and bring it home to you
•he loves when you follow him around to meetings he finds your loyalness endearing “are you coming sweet tits
•golden retriever boy he’s like that wet dog you see outside that has the brightest smile on
•calls you “tits” “sweet tits” “short-stake” “pretty girl” “baby” “babe” “hot momma” 
•he likes to give you pleasure he’ll go down on you whenever he wants 
•rather give then receive 
•he’s definitely a jealous guy, he’ll put both arms around your waist and stand behind you 
•he has trust issues because of lucifer so he always thinks your gonna leave him 
•he likes to overstimulate you, he loves the look on your face and the noise of you pleading him no more  “awww but I thought you wanted this pretty girl” and “mmm just the noise I wanna hear”
•he treats you like a kid sometimes “don’t go there sweet girl stay by me” and “don’t touch them they might have germs”
•he knows how to comfort but also doesn’t either, he’ll hold you and cradle you but he just doesn’t know what to say he’ll try saying something but it’s always short “I’m sorry” “it’s okay just cry on me”
•now helping you while your sick he knows how to do that, makes you homemade soup, brings you anything you need, he’ll hold your hair back while your sick in the bathroom, will hold you and speak soft nothings in your ear “it fine sweet girl just lay down and let me take care of you”
•if your tried he’ll put your head on his lap and let you sleep
•on your birthday he goes all out and makes every exorcist angel to set up a party for you with all your favourite coloured balloons and a banner saying happy birthday your name
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This is a special post for lulu my favourite mutual and first follower happy birthday lulu I love you so much thank you for being there from the start!
@mylunadies
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