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vampiresfromxenon · 7 months

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Luscious, Succulent, Delectable

Astarion x gn! Tav/Reader

Around 2.3K words

Tags: Fluff, so much kissing, so much moaning (so so much), body (thigh) worship, consensual touching, mutual love, they are so insanely in love, slight angst, consensual biting/blood sucking, soft! Astarion, implied smut, no y/n

Summary: After a tough battle, you can’t help but fall apart in your tent, aching both inside and out. Astarion, whom you’ve recently committed to a relationship with, comes to your side to comfort you. Wanting to help you focus more on yourself and what your wants and needs are, he finds himself lost in exploring your thighs.

It’s been a long day. Hells, it’s been a long life. One day you wake up on a Nautiloid ship and suddenly you’re responsible for saving not just yourself, but pretty much all of Faerûn. Lucky you, right? Life’s punching bag, here in the flesh.

It’s not all bad, though. You’ve been met with some kindness along the way, though perhaps not as much as you feel you deserve. One of your traveling companions, however, has certainly delivered on his promises of ‘kindness’. For nights on end you two would sneak off into the woods, exploring each other’s pleasure limits, and for many, many mornings, Shadowheart was less than pleased to cure you of your bloodlessness.

As time went on, you learned more about Astarion, your pale, vampiric friend. You had your doubts about him at first, but you had grown to love him, caring for him deeply the more you learned about his past, the more he became vulnerable around you. After a drow from Moonrise Towers was very persistent to have Astarion drink from her, and you supported him in telling her to ‘fuck off’ (but in nicer words than you’d hoped for), you found yourselves re-evaluating your situation.

The vampire had grown to care for you, seeing much more in you than just protection. He saw something deeper, something real and fresh and… It was a bit much for him at first, but over time you both grew to be even more comfortable around each other, finding yourselves enjoying the smaller, lighter moments of intimacy that rose from being deeply in love.

Tonight was no different, as your party returns to camp from defending Halsin’s portal in the Shadow-Cursed Lands. You were covered in blood and bruises, trudging along to your tent at a slow pace. Most party members found themselves skipping dinner, just trying to sleep off their wounds and soreness. You found yourself nearly doing the same, sitting down on a soft cushion as you remove your armor, tossing it off to the side to be cleaned and polished later. Lying on your bedroll in your night clothes, you softly sigh, your body relaxing enough to where you can feel the full extent of the trauma your body went through today. Closing your eyes, you begin to doze off, trying to forget it all and think about what a new day could bring.

“How are you feeling?” A smooth voice asks, the flap of your tent crinkling as a figure wanders in. You wake with a start, sitting up to meet the new inhabitant of your tent.

“I’ve never felt better. Poets could write sonnets about how at peace I feel.” You sarcastically scoff, rolling your eyes.

Astarion grunts as he sits at your side, taking claim of the cushion you were previously on. It’s clear that today’s battle had also hit him quite hard. “I’ll be sure to sing along as they recite it.” He teases, trying to hide his discomfort. You both sit there in silence for a moment, not wanting to show a sign of weakness talking about how much your bodies ache from the day’s activities. You can’t help but break the silence first.

“I don’t know how we’re expected to do all of this. My whole body aches, I’m unsure if I’ll be able to walk properly tomorrow!” You say, exasperated.

“You carried on just fine after all those nights I left you unable to walk…” He snickers, and you playfully push at his chest.

“I’m being serious! This is a lot of pressure, so many people are relying on us, relying on me… I just don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this.” Your eyes land in your lap.

Astarion takes a softer tone, hating to see his love in such a melancholy mood. “Darling…” He sighs, his hand resting on your thigh. You flinch a little, your legs badly bruised. He is quick to notice this, and he begins to gently massage your thigh through the fabric, hoping to bring you some comfort.

“You take on too much. I know you want to help, it’s a damn curse that you care so much, but we have to focus on taking care of ourselves for a bit. We spend so much time helping other people that I think you forget we have that hellish tadpole behind our eyes. We don’t have much time left, but I know we have enough for you to take a break. Please, you need to rest. You can’t solve everyone’s problems, especially when you can’t solve your own.”

You find yourself on the verge of tears, trying to take in all these words that he would have never said to you before you became close. Hearing this from him, seeing this side of him, you know he’s serious and means every single word. He notices your silence, your closed-offness from the conversation, and he gently places his fingers on your chin, tilting your head up to meet his.

“Promise me you’ll take a break? Only focus on the tadpole stuff for a bit?” He softly asks, his eyes switching between both of yours, looking for any sign of confirmation.

“Ok…” Is all you can breathe before he leans forward to hug you, both of your bodies trembling slightly from the bruises brought on from today. He pulls from you, placing soft kisses on your cheeks before a delicate one on your lips.

“I want to help you relax.” He offers, and you nod your head, trying to follow his words of advice about taking more time for yourself. He smiles as he moves down your body, slowly removing your trousers, leaving you in just your nightshirt and underwear. He tosses them off to the side, taking in the sight of your legs. He frowns before saying something in a low, rumbling, lustful tone.

“Oh Darling, those bruises should be from me.”

He sighs before crawling between your legs, his hands caressing the sides of your thighs as he lifts your legs over his shoulders. Moving his hands up and down your thighs gently, he takes in the scent of your skin. A smile creeps on his face as your body shivers from his touch, already very eager for more. Knowing this, he decides to take his time, teasing you for as long as he can handle. His hands begin to curl around your thighs, his fingertips dragging along the inside curve of your thighs now.

“Gods, why have I been sleeping with that ratty old pillow when these have been here this whole time?” He growls, gripping your thighs a little tighter, holding them closer to his head.

You let out a small gasp from both the pain and excitement from his touch. He’s massaging your thighs a little harder now, and you can’t help but let out small moans here and there, only encouraging him to continue. You throw your head back into the pillow, your hand on your mouth as he massages a particularly sore spot. Seeing this, he stops, waiting for you to meet his gaze again. Distraught from his lack of touching, you open your eyes and look down at him to see him gazing at you through his lashes.

“Don’t you ever hide those sounds from me, darling.” He purrs, a commanding tone in his voice. He reaches through your legs to remove your hand from your face, his hand trailing down your torso in a teasingly slow pace.

“I’m not even close to being done with you yet, I intend to make you sing all night. Your throat will be aching for ages…” His words are dripping with lust, and your heart races at his usage of those dirty double entendres. His hand slips between your legs, hooking around your left thigh again, bringing it closer to his face.

Maintaining eye contact with you, he licks a stripe up your leg, starting near the junction between your torso and thigh, ending all the way up to your knee. His breath tickles your skin as he chuckles, watching you shake from his attention. He does the same with your other thigh, making sure to go just a little bit slower to really drag out your slight frustration. Your chest feels tight as it rises and falls quickly, the sound of your panting becoming loud enough to be quietly heard from outside your tent. At this point, neither of you cared if anyone in the camp heard you; it wouldn’t be the first or last time they’d hear it.

“Your body is so soft, so beautiful, so perfect. Your thighs-” He kisses the inside of your left thigh near your knee softly, his tongue tracing at your skin. As he continues to speak, he sloppily kisses down your thighs, panting from all this excitement he brought on himself. He laps at your skin like a wild, hungry animal, your legs a fresh, raw, succulent steak.

“They are delectable, darling. ~mhm~ I just can’t get enough of them. ~mhm~ The knowledge that you get to have them, ~mhm~ that they’re part of you, ~mhm~ that you walk around with them ~mhm~ every day. ~mhm~ Gods, I envy you. ~mhm~ If I had legs these perfect, ~mhm~ I’d never ~mhm~ hide them ~mhm~ from the world. ~mhm~ Just the sight of you, ~mhm~ lounging on cushions, ~mhm~ your legs draped on each other, ~mhm~ the way your legs look so soft ~mhm~ and inviting… ~mhm~ It's a wonder how ~mhm~ I don’t just take you ~mhm~ right then and there. ~mhm~ You drive me crazy, ~mhm~ my love. ~mhm~”

He pulls away from your thighs, both of you so riled up that you feel as though the air has been knocked out of you. Your head is hot from all the blushing, all the flattering comments, all the kissing. His face is slightly flushed, his pupils blown out, his eyes brimming with both love and lust. He almost sounds drunk as he speaks, his voice nearly cracking at the thought of what he wishes to do to you next. Pleading, he lies his cheek on the inside of your right thigh.

“Your thighs are so delicious. I just need a taste. Just a quick taste. Please.” You can’t deny him, not after how much pleasure he’s brought you without even touching you like that yet. You nod your head, and even though he appears desperate, he makes it clear that he’s still the one in charge, the one with the upper hand.

“If you want it, you’ve got to say it.” You whimper as he massages your leg, teasing you.

“Yes! Gods, yes!” You breathlessly exclaim.

Without wasting a single second, he sinks his teeth into your left thigh, moaning as he bites harder into your soft flesh. You moan with him, the feeling of both pain and pleasure extremely stimulating. In all your excitement, you clamp your thighs together, almost crushing his head between them. He moans even louder, his hands pressing into your thighs, encouraging the pressure. Had your legs not already been bruised, you’re sure you’d have the shape of his hands in your skin for a few days after this. During all of this, you can feel his body moving, shaking… thrusting. If you weren’t already moaning, Gods only know how you’d react to the sight of him rolling, perhaps almost slamming, his hips into your bedroll as he drinks from you, his head clamped between your thighs.

As he drinks from your thigh, you feel the sharp stinging pain from the initial bite fading away, the tingling numbness taking its place. You can feel the blood leaving your body, and it feels different from how it usually does when it leaves your neck. It’s a new, exciting feeling, hard to compare to your neck as both give such different feelings of pleasure.

You can feel him slowing down on drinking from your thigh, his throat thick with your blood, his moans slowly turning into needy little whimpers and whines. He pulls from your thigh, eagerly lapping up the blood that drips from the two puncture wounds. The sight of his desperation makes him look like he’s never had anything to drink before in his life. The pressure from your thighs around his head releases, your legs falling open as you relax. You both lie there together, his head resting on your right thigh and looking up at you as you both try to catch your breath. He goes to speak, his voice wavering as he still continues to pant, his body now full of more energy thanks to your blood.

“For a moment there, I couldn’t breathe at all. I thought about pushing your legs away from me to catch my breath, but then I realized that I could die happy knowing that my head was crushed between your luscious thighs.”

You laugh, realizing how ridiculous his statement is, as well as how arousing it is too. He smiles, gently kissing the puncture wounds on your thigh again. Climbing on top of you, he nestles his hips between your legs, and you can feel just how much he enjoyed all of that. He leans over you, kissing you lightly, pulling back to gaze into your eyes.

“Thank you.” You quietly say, brushing his hair out of his face. Your hand caresses his cheek, feeling how warm he is with all your blood rushing through his body.

“No, thank you. And besides, don’t think we’re done just yet, my love.” He gives you a knowing look, cocking his eyebrow. “I want to be the main reason you can’t walk tomorrow.”

Before anything else can be said, you hungrily grab his face, his lips crashing on to yours. Your legs wrap around his waist, drawing his body closer, his chest grinding into yours. The night wanders on, your tent rustling, full of moans and panting breaths, two people utterly, embarrassingly in love.

Author’s Note:

GUYS. Ok think back to that one scene where he drinks from Tav for the first time. You guys remember that one line of dialogue that happens if you persuade him off of you? “Mhh? Oh, of course. That - that was amazing.” His little whimper. His gulp. His panting. That one line alone was such a huge inspiration for how I wrote this, I need you all to know that that’s basically what he sounds like during most of this fic. Do with that information what you will-

(Also this is probably the closest I'll ever get to writing smut. I don’t feel 100% comfortable writing smut, but I hope you guys enjoy the moments like these as much as I do!!)

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hanafubukki · 3 months

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Happy Birthday Nessy 💚🌺💝 (@masquerade-of-misery)

To the people of Briar Valley, you were an anomaly. A mere human, and yet you had enthralled two of their strongest on the land.

Their Future King and the well known Right General of Briar Valley.

There were whispers of you using magic to lure them into your trap, but that was soon cast aside because how could a mere human beat one of their own?

To Malleus and Lilia such rumors were naught but idle chatter that would soon die down, but even so they made sure it would never reach your ears.

They wished for you to be happy and any who sought to destroy that smile? Would meet their end, such is the way of the fae court, especially when one’s mate was insulted.

During your time at NRC, all fae from all dorms knew who you are. To say you were treated with the highest respect would be putting it mildly, you had to step in and ask for them to treat you the same as fellow classmates. You reasoned that you were a human and a normal student at the end of the day, and despite being their lover, you just wanted to be treated the same.

Your wish was heeded, granted it took some time for the situation to become normal once again. It was difficult with Sebek initially, but even he did not stand a chance against you.

Majority of the of the people of Briar Valley accepted the idea of you, that is not to say there weren’t those who protested. All of whom, were quieted as swiftly as a blade.

But the thought was always there, in the recess of many of the fae’s minds. Who were you? They wondered.

You who spent your time at the side of the fearsome King and the Right General of Briar Valley.

You who did not hold yourself back, but freely gave. And them, who took without hesitation.

It was no secret how much they adored you. The hand at your waist. The kiss on your cheek. The earrings made of the finest emerald gems. The ring with the deepest crimson garnet.

Theirs.

Maybe you were more than what you seemed. More stronger than anyone gave you enough credit for.

For the looks you receive from them are yours only.

No other received these looks.

Any who dared to look your way would fear for their lives.

Truly, you are loved by them.

In terms of the fae, it would mean you would be loved by them for all eternally.

Your soul forever entwined with theirs and theirs with yours.

The fae of Briar Valley had no reason to not accept you.

To accept such fierce devotion without hesitation called for great respect and fealty.

For no other could do what you have done.

Bring happiness and warmth to their Future King and the Right General of Briar Valley.

You, the Future Queen of Briar Valley.

May the Night Bless You.

Wished all the night fae across the lands.

The one loved the most in Twisted Wonderland.

Happy Birthday to one of my most cherished friends 💞🌺🩵💚

I hope you loved this Nessy and have a wonderful birthday ☺️💚🌷🌹

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ca-3 · 9 months

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I bet Joker's diary is just about him realizing he's Bisexual 🫢🩷💜💙 or maybe athletes are just hot...

this all started because of some tweets I made lol

#persona 5 #persona 5 royal #ryuji sakamoto #sakamoto ryuji #kasumi yoshizawa #sumire yoshizawa #how the hell do you tag her--#persona 5 protagonist #ren amamiya #akira kurusu #mc is no better tbh #anyways same joke boy same #p5 is a Bisexual hell but you cant be bi and its annoying sobs #ca3 art #Bisexual #pegoryu #shusumi #btw conclusion athletes are hot 🔥

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gangstagandalf · 1 year

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🌶️ I’m not even going to apologize for this. 🌶️

Here my lovelies. Life is hard, you deserve some shameless Ominis x mc fluff 😉 Anyone feeling inspired to write a fic??

(All characters aged up and into adulthood, 18+)

#it’s getting hot in here #so take off all your clothes #hogwarts legacy ominis #ominis x you #ominis x oc #ominis x mc #ominis x sebastian x mc #ominis imagine #ominis hc #ominis gaunt #house of gaunt #shameless fluff #shameless fanart #hogwarts oc #hogwarts legacy #slytherclaw #slytherin #slytherpride

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uncharted-constellations · 8 months

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Dreaming about them 🥰

#spider-man #coffee bean gang #peter parker #flash thompson #gwen stacy #mary jane watson #harry osborn #randy robertson #mj watson #art #my art #technically ben re-illy but i wont tag him specifically #i know randy wasnt technically part of the group but he was at esu so im counting it #let randy hate the rich again 2k23 #also rip harry you ugly bitch sorry you were in secret hell for 20 years #ive been mentally feral for petermj for weeks #even if they become canon again they wont be hot and grumpy enough #give me a man who hasnt watched television in 10 years except for whatever his wife is in #anyways this is a friendly reminder to stop tagging comic verse on ao3 when it isnt #mc-u is not comic verse #spid-erverse is not comic verse #if you need a blanket tag thats what the ‘all media types’ is for #this goes for all comics honestly #marvel

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miusato · 27 days

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Lmao so I finally done drawing a lineup of P3 cast in my Highschool AU. Call them wokesona or something ahskskskskasosk

#i really need to figure out an actual name for this AU i cant keep calling it wokesona to myself privately forever 🥲#anyway Aki's costume is like the least y2k here cuz I cant recall anyone wearing jumpsuit as fashion at that time #but shhh mom said i can be cringe online today so like I was thinking that Aki doesnt really have a lot of new clothes in his wardrobe #most of the time he thrifted it or its a hands down from his foster parents or something #but it doesnt really matter his fangirls doesnt care that he is out of date when it comes to fashion #all they know is that boy is hot and they're the reason why Aki has terrible sinus because they wont get his name outta their mouth #anyway again this isnt their permanent clothes hhh its more like a guide for me for everyone's style #i was envisioning that if this is an actual cartoon that nick somehow decides to greenlight #it would be something like 'as told by ginger' where everyone changes clothes in every episode #anyway now that I get this outta my way I can finally go through my request hsjsjaka bUT FIRST //passes out and sleeps for 1 millennia #asukart #persona 3 #persona 3 reload #persona 3 portable #yukari takeba #mitsuru kirijo #fuuka yamagishi #aigis #aigis persona 3 #kotone shiomi #minako arisato #persona 3 femc #shinjiro aragaki #akihiko sanada #makoto yuki #persona 3 mc #junpei iori #00s highschool au

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zephyrchama · 4 days

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Vampire MC part I - with Lucifer heads up - this is pretty suggestive

(intro can be found here)

"How long did you intend to keep me waiting?"

Though the lights were off and the room was dark, you could clearly see Lucifer sitting up in bed. His deep voice was deeper than usual, tinged with grogginess. You wavered by the doorway, unsure if you were still invited in. He sighed and leaned his head back against the headboard.

"I told you hours ago to come to me if you had any problems. Don't be so distant and get over here."

It lifted your spirits to slide under the blankets next to Lucifer. Already, you felt a little more normal. Everything was tinged with the scent of his usual cologne. His bed had so much space and you were content with just being in the same room, no longer alone, but the sleepy demon soon tugged you into his embrace. He sighed contentedly into your hair, settling his head into the pillows with an arm around you.

With his chest in front of your nose, his scent flooded your mind. Under the cologne there was a muskier, heartier smell that made your mouth go dry. Your breathing slowed, not out of exhaustion but hunger, and with each new breath it got harder and harder to fall asleep.

"Lucifer, are you awake?" you whispered.

"Mm." He emitted a barely audible low rumble but didn't actually seem awake. He never mentioned that sleep evaded him for the entire month you were away. You wondered if you could wait until morning.

Was that wooshing noise the sound of your own blood, or Lucifer's? All of these new senses were so foreign. You lifted your chin to graze your lips under his collarbone. The contact made your fangs ache. He felt warm. If you dragged your teeth over his soft skin, lightly nipping at the surface, could you continue to hold back?

The more you allowed yourself to do, the more you started slipping, lightly tracing your teeth over where you felt a vein could be and pressing the edges of your fangs into him. You wanted more. With a light moan, a grip on your hair began to tighten. Lucifer guided your head properly to his neck and murmured, "quit being a tease."

Starving, you lurched forward and gasped and properly sunk your teeth into the offered skin. Lucifer groaned quietly as you melted into his embrace. The closer you pressed against him, the easier it got to access your snack. He dug the tips of his nails into your scalp. The fresh, warm taste of Lucifer's blood trickling down your throat was more satisfying than any late night treat.

The two of you stayed like that. With a fully content stomach, your eyes grew heavy and you dozed off into your first comfortable sleep since the transformation.

Lucifer would make sure you didn't oversleep. He always emphasized that timing was important. He'd be sure to rouse you in the early hours of the morning, before anyone else was awake. He loomed over your resting form in the dark on his hands and knees, ready to take his compensation.

#lucifer's like “wake up. mc wake up. you have to get up now and wash the sheets. and my pajamas.”#“they're white and they're my favorites. antiques. make sure they don't stain.”#luci acting like hot stuff while he's wearing ebeneezer scrooge pajamas #obey me! swd #obey me #obey me!#omswd #obey me x mc #obey me lucifer #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me lucifer x you #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me vampire au #vampire au #ask request #obey me x you #obey me fanfic #obey me fic

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alliebirb · 2 months

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local man pleads for someone else to be the main character of this series

#yugi and yami toss the mc designation between each other like a scalding hot potato #doodles #alliebirb art #yugioh #yami yugi #atem

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leviachansbaka · 2 months

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One of the things I really like about the demon brothers is how desperate they are for MC's validation. If MC ever told someone they're into malewives, all the brothers would start doing the house chores properly to get compliments from that sheep They'd even wear maid outfits or cat ears if MC said they're into it

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me brothers #mc: wow guys who cook and clean are so hot #brothers: what a coincidence we were about to start doing that :) (they weren't)#no one asked but I'd use this to my advantage #“I think I would fall in love with whoever did my taxes”#“It's so sexy when someone gifts a human expensive anime merch *wink wink*”

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universal-verringbebe · 2 months

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The LADS if you ask them to be rough with you

No one asked for this but I was trying to sleep and this idea invaded my last brain cell and I couldn't rest until I wrote it all down. Enjoy my wild thoughts.

18+, MDNI, explicit

Zayne: The Dom

• He's taken aback by your request at first

• "I thought my kitten enjoyed getting pampered"

• His piercing eyes seem to see right through you even if you're blushing and trying to avoid direct contact

• He asks you if you're sure and once he gets that confirmation, his whole aura seems to darken

• "Strip"

• He kisses you like he's taking control of your whole body through your lips and tongue

• Hand gripping your face while the other touches your body as he pleases

• Picks you up like a ragdoll and tosses you on the bed, ordering you to not move

• And when his own body is bare, he wastes no time in holding your legs open

• "You don't need anymore preparation, right kitten? You seem wet enough to take all of me in one go, so make sure you do so"

• When he penetrates you, its with a hard thrust that knocks the breath out of your lungs and he doesn't stop to let you catch it

• Just when you're getting accustomed to the harsh pace, his large hand finds a place at your throat, skillfully stopping the blood flow to your head

• You're overwhelmed and he's whispering in your ears with that seductive voice of his

• "That's right, this is what you wanted, isn't it?"

• "Just take it all darling, let go"

• You can feel the high of your orgasm coming up, at the same time feeling lightheaded as his hand continues squeezing your throat

• And just when you start to see black spots creeping into your vision, he releases you and gives you one final thrust that sends you over the edge

• He holds you until you come back to your senses, wanting to make sure you're alright

• "You're such a good girl for me, rest now kitten"

Xavier: The Possessive One

• When you ask him, he takes a moment to look at you, considering

• "My princess seems to want to change things up. Who am I to deny her?"

• He walks towards you, like a predator to prey, backing you up to the wall, caging you in

• His lips are hungry, his tongue a weapon in your mouth, devouring you

• You're so lost in the kiss, it catches you by surprise when his hands suddenly grip your night gown and rips it in two

• "It was in my way"

• "I'll buy you a new one princess"

• His mouth travels your body, biting harshly and sucking at the skin, marking you in all the places he's the only that will see and many in places others can as well

• Makes you suck on his fingers before plunging them into your hole, fucking you on them until you're at the edge of an orgasm.

• He pulls them out and bends you over the table, pulling your arms behind your back and using them as an anchor as he slips inside you and fucks you senseless

• "Might just put a baby in you, wouldn't you like that?"

• He forces your body to meet every thrust so you can feel him as deep as possible

• Leans his body over you so he can whisper in your ear that he's going to fill you up so good, you just need to take it

• And when you both cum, he uses his fingers to push any that comes out back into you

• "Can't waste any of this now, can we?"

Rafayel: The Sadist

• "Oh? Baby girl wants to be a slut today I see"

• "Maybe she should earn it"

• He would push you on your knees and guide your mouth to his cock

• After a few shallow thrusts to warm you up, he pushes it as far as it would go down your throat, enjoying the sounds of you gagging

• He face fucks you until he feels close before releasing you, admiring your abused face

• Tells you to get on the bed on all fours and to arch your back so he can see everything

• He takes his time looking at you before delivering a harsh smack to your ass, your whimpers sounding like music to his ears

• "You can tell me to stop anytime, but I can see how wet you are already baby girl"

• He thrusts into you without warning, before pulling out and spanking you again

• He repeats that process several times and then he's pulling your hair to drag you to his chest, finally fucking you fully

• His hand reaches around you to pinch your nipples, the slight pain adding to the intense pleasure you're feeling, your head forced back and neck exposed to his teeth as he still has a grip on your hair

• The orgasm that slams through you causes your whole body to tremor, his thrusts stuttering as he cums with you

• "We should absolutely do that again, you take every thing I give so well"

#love and deepspace #yes im aware my favoritism with zayne is obvious BUT WE DESERVE IT FROM THE LACK OF SEXY CONTENT COMPARED TO THE OTHERS IN GAME #but i hope i also did the other two justice #i just have so much brain rot rn over them #also tell me xavier wouldnt have a breeding kink. its in my head rent free #and raf can def be a sadist considering his hot and cold feelings with the mc #most likely a masosadist but still i stand by my headcanons #love and deepspace zayne #love and deepspace rafayel #love and deepspace xavier

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