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sorcerous-caress · 8 months

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I would like to maybe request the different BG3 party members finding out a Tav with a tough guy act was secretly ticklish? Just fluff all around

Finding out you're ticklish

[ fluff, nb!Reader, several characters ]

[ reader is a tough cold badass person ]

Karlach

Absolutely abuses it.

She has been trying to get you to loosen up for a while. As cool and badass she thought you were, she was sure there was a fun side to you.

Took it very personally to try to get you to laugh, bad puns, slipping on a banana peel, and even asking Gale to borrow one of his nerdy type jokes. Alas, you were as expressive as a stone wall.

Just when she was about to give up, she thought "ah what the hell?" and just went for it, full on tickling your sides. Worst case scenario, she will get put on clean duty again.

Imagine her surprise when you started cackling up. Pure sincere laughter coming from your own lips, very contagious too. She found herself laughing along as she kept denying your attempts to push her away.

Now she has a secret weapon, one she plans to use at whichever chance she gets.

Gale

Very amused.

Ah, how the tables have turned. You know he did have a theory on your aversion to touch and the distance you keep from others, and this was the most pleasant of outcomes.

"Accidentally" brushes against your ticklish spots, claims absolute innocence each time. Batting his eyelashes as he swears ignorance.

He'd have prefered a more subtle method than Karlach's, but really, who is he to say? Maybe he could learn a thing or two from her, that sometimes the easiest way is the best answer to a problem.

Shadowheart

Teases you about it.

She threatens to do it in her "maybe I'm joking, maybe not" way. Does she ever do it? Who knows.

But mostly, she can relate to you. She gets teased about her fear of wolves a lot, so she understands if you want her to drop the topic.

Wyll

Defends you.

He was always the kid in the playground who'd chase bullies away, and while this is a more light-hearted teasing between friends things, he will still defend you from Karlach surprise attacks.

You're safe next to him, don't worry, he will never use your weakness against you no matter how tempting it is to get this tough ice cold person to fall into a pit of laughter.

Those aren't his thoughts, just the devil's on his shoulder.

Laezel

Doesn't get it.

What do you mean ticklish? What even is that.

Gith don't really get tickled. Their skin doesn't allow it much. She is a bit fascinated and curious about it. After all, it must be a great weapon if it reduced a formidable person like you into a jumpy offbalance prey.

Yes, she will keep it in mind if she needs to take you down one day. It is the excuse she allows herself on why she keeps staring at you whenever you laugh.

Minthara

While Wyll will attempt to defend you, Minthara doesn't even have to try.

If everyone in here wants to keep their throat unslited, they better not even think to place their grubby hands near you.

Says she did use it as a form of torture in interrogations before. It wasn't very effective since the target would end up incomprehensible.

Astarion

HA HA HA

you poor thing.

His bullying puts Shadowheart's light hearted teasing to shame, he WILL fully throw digs at you every chance he gets.

Brings it up always, asks if you're at risk of falling prone to laughter because your shirt's fabric was too soft. Jokes about how feathers must be knives to you huh.

He isn't big on touching, so your physical body will remain safe. Your mentality, however, is a different case.

Halsin

He is too, very ticklish. How did he get people to stop bringing it up? Simple, turn into a gaint bear.

It's not so fun watching someone fall on you from laughter when it's a gaint cave bear with rows of sharp teeth.

But really, it's not so bad. And here he will help you practice your bear exaggerated laughter to make your teeth look sharper.

#anon I have a feeling you didn't send this with very fluffy intentions #i won't judge your tickle kink #just specify it next time #♡minthara #♡shart #♡fluff #♡Gale #♡Wyll #♡Halsin #♡Laezel #♡karlach #♡Astarion #bg3 x reader #fluff

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sunnycanvas · 1 month

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Hello, could you do one of obscenity with Baldwin and his chubby wife? Well, both of them, especially Balwin, are curious about anal sex.

I was on my bed reading a book when I heard sound of door opening. "Baldwin" I thought excited ready to greet my husband. Baldwin although tired was joyful when he saw me approaching him. He hugged me tightly and began kissing me all over my face making me giggle. He then slammed me against the door as he started playing with my stomach gently rubbing and squeezing it. He started started massaging my hips then he slipped his hands towards my buttocks squeezing it. I moaned and that seemed to encourage him. He took both of his hands playing with my buttocks while his mouth nibbles my nipple over my shirt. He then took me in bridal style while kissing me on the lips and gently laid me down on bed. He then took off my shirt and started tickling me making me laugh once again "What in your mind Baldwin" I asked between my giggles. Baldwin smiled wryly and said "There is something I always wanted to try but I am afraid that you will judge me and won't see same ever again" "I want to try it so eagerly but I also don't want to lose you out of curiosity of my interest" I smiled and put one of my hand on his cheek. Baldwin nuzzle in my hand and then kissed my palm. "Cute" I thought, "Nothing you do and say will ever change how I feel about you". "Even if you were a nameless knight or king who lost his kingdom" "A cursed man by God they say, even when everyone had asked me to leave you I refused going against my friends and family members as well" "I won't judge I swear it". Baldwin got a little emotional over my speech and said "I don't deserve you". He leaned down and whispered in my ear. I blushed and nodded and laid on my chest. Baldwin gleefully pulled down my long skirt leaving me naked. Embarassed I grabbed my pillow and buried my face in it. Baldwin was so engrossed with body that he didn't even notice my reaction. "Did I ever tell you how much I love your body" "How beautiful your curves are?"

"Yes, every time". Baldwin spread my ass cheeks and started playing with my anus with his fingers. I grabbed my bed sheet. He spread my leg wider and then started licking my anus. He then harshly started eating me out. I moaned and Baldwin started to go harsher. I felt him slapping my buttocks. He tend entered his penis inside my anus. I gasped at that sensation. Baldwin kissed my neck from behind and started thrusting inside me."(Y/N)!" (Y/N)!" He kept repeating my name as if it is some kind of power. "He is so sexy" I thought, I could feel the bed moving along side with me as well. He soon came inside me screaming my name and fell on top of me.

"Mon amour"

"Hm" Baldwin hummed as he brushed of my hair from my back as well. "I want to eat your ass out as well". Baldwin smiled mischievously and kissed me on my lips and said "Looks like we have found new kink to play". I smiled in reply

#kingdom of heaven #kingdom of heaven 2005 #kingdom of heaven fandom #kingdom of heaven fanfic #kingdom of heaven fanfiction #kingdom of heaven headcanons #baldwin iv #baldwin iv imagine #baldwin iv x reader #king baldwin iv

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rzyraffek · 9 months

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Could you please do headcanons Slashers (like Michael, Brahms, Billy, The Sinclair brothers) as caregivers for their S/O who is an age regressor

Or headcanons for those Slashers when they find out their s/o is an age regressor?

Okay I acually went and educated myself on this topic for you my dear anon🥰🌼

if your uncomfortable with topic of age regression pls dont read that😭

So basically as far as I understand age regression means that somone acts like child due to some traumatic event??? And like they act childlike and participate in child typical activies (such as drawing with crayons, speaking like a toddler, drinking from bottles ect) if i make headcanon that don't make any sense im sorry! I have no experience with this topic! ALSO this is pure platonic! Age regression isn't a kink or a fetish!!

Slashers with age regressor y/n

Brahms Heelshire

Tbh y/n acting childish kinda woke up his inner child, CUZ HE LITTERALY GOT LOCKED IN WALLS IN AGE OF LIKE 10 so he kinda missed out on some fun stuff

100% plays hide and seek! Or tag! My man loves some good round of hide and seek, this place is huge! *insert british accent* "oh you little scallop... if I find you I will tickle you so hard..."

Question: age regression is like temporary or like forever thing? Like regressor acts like that when they are in bad metal state or just always? Bcs if always then it might be hard with Brahms, see he kinda.... has mommy's issues has huge need to be taken care of, probably similar to y/n's, he kinda wants a person who will just pamper him and make him feel like he's the single child yknow? All the attention on him? Yknow what i mean??

If y/n draws him something nice, dude will put it on a fridge with a magnet and be proud

If thats like temporary thing, he acaully will ask a lot of questions: how should he act? Do you remember anything? How does it work? Can he get some cuddles? Do you still love him while regressing? (Ofc you do, but he doest understand)

Billy Lenz

You guys vibe

Dude won't see any difrence😭

Yay one more reason to watch cartoons together! (His favorite ponny is rarity and fluttershy)

If y/n babytalks and uses toddler-like vocabulary... dude will mimic it😭 he just thinks that will help with communication😭 its not like you guys struggle with it or anything, Billy is just build like that

Yall draw together, his artstyle already looks like toddler drew it (not in cute way)

Plays dolls with y/n (but he acually makes it interesting! Like he makes it all dramatic and the tea is just jawdropping)

Also don't bother explaining what is age regression, just say "sometimes I act like kid to cope"😭

Micheal Myers

Judges

But kinda likes it, not in weird way! He enjoys taking care of y/n, but he has his own ways of doing so

He won't play with them or let them cuddle him too much

But he accepts little drawings and stickers that y/n gives him

He is still stalking them, making sure noone tries to bully them or anything

He is very protective, for example if y/n cuts their finger while making food, dude is all over them: Oh no no dont cry! Uhhh.... uhhh oh! See a pretty bandage? With puppies! Pls dont cry...

On rare days he is acually around (phicially i mean, cuz hes always around just not interacting with y/n) and it happens for him to be in good mood too, he will let y/n nap on him or put some stickers on his outfit- he never takes them of btw, the only reason that stickers wash of is the field he 'works' in? Yknow a lot of mud blood and water. He also holds y/n hand if they are spooked

And he fucking loves fluttershy and applejack

Steals some cute shirts and socks for them!

Sinclair Bros

Bo is the least understanding, tbh he will lisen to y/n only if they have very good relationship

Vince is just 👍

And Lester is acually very open to the idea

Drawing and playing dolls with Vincent

Going on cool drives with Lester

And napping with Bo

Whole fridge is covered in drawings and cute magnets

All Vincent's notebooks and Lester truck covered in stickers

Even Bo gun didnt escape the sticker apocalypse

Vince made special wax figurines for y/n

Lester calls them "kiddo" 😭😭

Bo puts his hand on their head and rubs it till their hair goes all puffy

They all act like older brothers who have to take care of younger siblings while perents are away😭😭

Vince acually vents to regressing y/n and they are just like: "man I just wanna pet the dog"

Bonus round! Added few more!!

Bubba Sawyer

Bestie vibes

Yall just spend time playing with dolls and drawing together

Absolutely lets y/n nap on him

He totally combs their hair and puts them in nice bun (or if y/n has short hair he will just brush it)

He kinda sees age regression as lil break from reality? Like you two can just vibe and act they way you want to😊 he enjoys, cuz tbh he do be acting like child(not in bad way!) And his happy that you both can do all those child-like activities without being judged by other person

Bit y/n once

Asa Emory

Ew a child

I mean

Idk he gives me "the dad that never has time for u cuz he has too much work"

Like yep he will read y/n a bed time story and he will tell them all about bugs and nature. But hes busy most of time

OMG ABOUT BED TIME STORIES Asa will read you one but he is so exhausted that he acually falls asleep first

He trusts them and knows that even whilr regressing they wont do anything dumb, but he still bans them from his 'workroom' theres... well some photos and drawings of victims and i doubt y/n wants to see it

Lets them sit on his lap while he reads newspaper like middle-aged man he is

Gives lil head kisses before sleep

Bug themed plushies and figures

Makes y/n watch animal planet and bbc nature with him

When he's out for longer periods of time he will buy them McDonald's as an apology

Welp

Done. I hope it makes sense! I never witnessed anyone age regress so idk how relatable it is!! I used x reader tags only to reach bigger audience

#slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #billy lenz #billy lenz x reader #brahms heelsire #brahms x reader #micheal myers #micheal myers x reader #asa emory x reader #the collector x reader #bubba saywer x reader #bubba sawyer #age regression #sfw agere #request open #asa x reader

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vyglitchcraft · 8 months

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Torturing The Lizard (18+)

MK1 Syzoth/Reptile x Masc!reader

Content: tickling, foot fetish, sexual torture, sub!Syzoth, dom!reader, Outworlder!reader, NSFW, dacryphilia/crying kink, begging, dubious consent, light BDSM, bondage, smut no plot, armpit fetish

Plot: Reader captured a sneaky reptiloid sneaking through their home

Requested by twitter mutual, wish to remain anonymous

Why am i doing this? Also request open (all kink allowed, this is my friend so i can judge, but i won't judge you)

You were watching the festival from your balcony, enjoying the sounds of the Shokans banging on their drums, the Centaurians and the clanks of their hooves as they march along to the music. "Hey come down! Let's hang out" one of your friends called from below but you shook your head, you didn't like being in a crowd, too many people made it hard to breathe.

You head back inside, shutting the doors behind you dramatically. Although something felt...strange, very strange, as if you're not alone. Your scrolls and notes flew around the room as a creature dashed through the mess, leaving you confused and disoriented. Stepping back slowly, your eyes quickly snapped onto any points of interest around the room.

You quickly shoved your bookshelf in front of the speeding beast, tripping it. Pushing your shelf back, you saw the Reptiloid being switching from a lizard-like form to a very handsome human one. He was dazed, hitting his head HARD on the shelf, his nose was bleeding aswell. You inspected him from head to toe and something caught your attention, those odd footwear of his exposing his toes. For a warrior, his feet were quite delicate, soft too.

Immediately, you had an idea on how to punish this thief. You dragged his unconscious body across the room and onto your bed, tying his arms and legs with some spare rope that you had. His arms above his head, his legs right on the end of the bed. He was tied to the bed frame.

And of course, his footwear, hood, and mask, were off. His face was very cute, not rough or too masculine, he looked pretty. His hair was short but soft, his expression was surprisingly calm. You rubbed his feet and was shocked at how smooth they were, his toes were beautiful and long, his feet had the perfect proportions. Rubbing his upper sole made him whine, his toes flexing. He was ticklish, very ticklish.

You moved up to his exposed armpits and ran your thumb over them, he jolted from the feeling, letting out quite moans. God even his pits were smooth. You just couldn't help yourself at this point, you licked your lips, knowing exactly what you'll do to him.

Waiting for the man to wake up didn't take long, only a couple of minutes and he was already fully awake, struggling against his binds. "What-who are you? What are you doing to me?!" He growled, struggling even more. "Well since you snuck into my house...i decided to punish you"

His eyes went wide as he panicked even more, shaking his head in denial "oh don't worry, i won't hurt you, no blood will be spilled here" a smirk formed across your lips. You grabbed his ankles and started to run your fingers over one of his feet, tickling him.

His toes curl and straighten, spreading and flexing. He tossed his head back, laughing profusely. "Wait no- ughh, ah haahahaha! Stop please i beg of you!" He shut his eyes, laughing even louder.

You looked down at him with a smug grin, tickling him even faster. "You're so cute like this..." You see him cry, his eyes tearing up from the feeling. He was losing his breath fast.

Moving in front of him, you placed his feet on your lap as you continued to caress his soft soles. "Gods! Oh please please stop! Too much- ahahahaha...i can't- ah i can't take it!" Tears started to flow onto his cheeks, his chin covered in acidic spit, you went even faster, going against his wishes.

Your attention moved to the very noticeable bulge on those baggy pants of his. You stopped the tickling and instead your hands went to the edge of his pants, pulling it down roughly. "Well...better than a human's at least" he wasn't too big but definitely above average, uncut and quite thick with a slight curve. It was practically leaking with pre cum. You traced a finger over the bulbous tip of his cock which made him jump, how sensitive.

"Not bad, not bad at all, bigger than mine but much more sensitive" he was twitching under your touch and you barely added any pressure. You wrapped your hand around the base and slowly pumped his cock, your grip wasn't tight at all but it was enough to cause him to whine and moan. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. Precum now covering your fingers from the amount. "I-i i'm close..." He whispered out, panting as he did so.

You stopped as you heard this, letting him go completely which made him whine. "Why? Why must you tease me like this?" his cock was twitching even more, begging for your attention again. "Why don't you beg for it?" You grabbed onto his wrists, your face close to his. He kept shaking his head "this is embarrassing, i can't beg for something like that..." you chuckled hearing his excuse. "You already cried from getting your feet tickled, your shame is already worthless at this point, now beg"

Syzoth gulped, nodding nervously "p-please touch my cock again...sir" he whispered "louder" you told him "don't worry, no one is going to hear you, they're too busy enjoying the festival" Syzoth choked down his pride "please touch me again sir"

"Louder, not enough"

"Please touch me again sir!'

"Good enough" you rolled your eyes and wrapped your hand around his cock again. Your movements were torturously slow but it seems like it affected Syzoth just the same. Shaky breath, quiet whines, he was too sensitive to tell the difference. "I'm going to...- cum, please let me cum, please please...i'm so close" he begged. You hummed, pleased by his submission. You pressed your nose against his armpits, now laying down beside him as you pumped his cock slowly.

By the gods, he smelled divine. Outworld's weather making him sweat even with such light clothing. Like some sort of spice and a light musk. "You're a good boy, you know that?" You licked the sweat on his pits which made him gasped suddenly. His toes were rubbing against each other, curling up as he was close. A few more light touches and he arched his back from the bed, ropes of cum spraying onto his own pants and torso, covering your hand in his mess. Pressing the white liquid against your tongue, you tasted the sweeter notes it had, he was definitely eating good.

Sitting up and going off the bed, you untied the ropes on his wrists and ankles but you were disrupted "wait! Not yet, can we please go another round? Please sir...it felt...pleasant..." You smirked. Guess you're not going out any time soon

#syzoth #syzoth x reader #reptile mk #reptile mortal kombat #reptile x reader #mk1

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2af-afterdark · 11 months

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licking eyeballs for erotic gratification

i dont wear them often but i have contacts and this is horrifying. i demand a fic of him licking your eyeballs only for your contact to fall out

Everyone stand back! I'm going to try writing crack and that can only end poorly (because I do not have a whimsical bone in my body).

Tags: Andrealphus x MC, Badly written crack, eye licking, mentions of spitting in mouths, MC swears

"That sounds absolutely disgusting," you deadpanned when he asked you if he could lick your eyeball. "Do you know how many germs are in a mouth? Do you know how much germs want to get into my body through all my orifices? Why would I make it easy for them? Plus, I don't want a close up view of what you ate for lunch."

"I literally spat in your mouth the other day. You swallowed it."

"Yeah, but that's hot. Especially when you called me a filthy whore."

He sighed. "You really are related to him."

No need to play the pronoun game on that one, because him could only ever refer to one person in that context.

"Yo, leave my grandpa and/or past life out of this. Our kinks are between us," you wagged your finger quickly between him and you, "and there is no faster mood killer than thinking about your (very distantly related) grandparents judging you from beyond the grave." Except Solomon would probably be proud of you for being able to still get it. He was a bigger horndog than even you were.

"I won't force you, so if you don't want to-"

"Oh no. I'll do it. It just sounds disgusting." You emphasized the final word in a way that made it sound more like disgoosting.

You took his hand and pulled it against your cheek so he could feel where you were. You let his thumb brush against your bottom eyelid so he could get a feel for the structure of your face. He used his pointer and middle finger to pull at your eyelids and force them to stay open. Then, he leaned in.

When he was close like this, you could actually smell how much he reeked. Well, it wasn't him so much as it was the dead things littering his clothing. The wing on his back needed to be replaced soon because the muscles and flesh were clearly starting to go bad. Plus, there was just... so much blood that tickled your senses and made you grimace.

But you let him get closer anyway and watched as his tongue lulled out of his mouth like some kind of fat, slimy, pink worm. You instinctually wanted to blink, but only one eye closed while the other was forced to keep watching as the tip of his tongue finally made contact.

You had no idea what a tongue against your eyeball was supposed to feel like, but it reminded you of a sponge scraping against a plastic dish. Honestly, it felt like something was rubbing against your cornea and was really uncomfortable.

"Okay. That's enough," you finally said when you couldn't take it anymore.

He huffed and hummed before drawing back. When he was far enough away, you realized something concerning.

"Oh shit! You're blurry." You looked around the room, taking in the half-crisp, half-fuzzy edges of the furniture. "Scratch that. Everything is blurry."

Andrealphus chewed something in his mouth for a moment, swishing it back and forth before sticking his fingers in his mouth and pulling out a small, clear, circular piece of plastic. He squished the thing between his fingers as he faced forward blankly.

"I have no idea what this is."

"That, my sweet Andrealphus, is called a contact lens and explains why I can't see shit right now." You took the contact from him, staring down at it still glistening with saliva. "I am not putting this back in." In fact, you would probably get a new pair altogether.

"Here." You grabbed his hand, put the contact into his palm, and closed his fingers around it. "You can keep it."

"And what am I supposed to do with it?"

"I dunno, but I don't want it."

"Truly you are the spirit of generosity," he said with no expression on his face or in his voice whatsoever.

"Was that sarcasm?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Even though he was still speaking bluntly, it was clear that he was pouting in his own special way.

"Oh, don't be like that." You grabbed the hand you hadn't put the contact in and put it against your face so he could feel your smile. "I love it when you're having fun. Won't you smile for me? Please? You're so handsome when you smile."

"You're incorrigible." But he chuckled and gave a small smile anyway. Very small. Nearly microscopic.

"There it is." You leaned into him and planted a kiss against the side of his mouth. "Your kink is weird though."

"So is yours."

"Yeeeeah. I know."

But he indulged you anyway, just like you would him... as long as you remembered to take the contacts out first.

#2af writes #❖ elsey 🩵#love letters ❤️#talkin' whb #whb andrealphus

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theatregaymer · 10 months

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While I'm "on a roll" Let's talk about minors a bit more. ACTUAL minors like the ones so many seem keen on championing and protecting even if they are the ones in the wrong. These folks seem to think minors, regardless of maturity, regardless of experiencing puberty, regardless of upbringing or education, are ALL unable to think, make decisions, act under their own authority. "They're too young to know better." "They can't make this decision." Shut the hell up you idiot. Are you a child behavior psychologist? No? I didn't think so.

As a teenager I was SO curious about sexual activities. My family was religious and I NEVER got a talk about sex, how it was done, what kinks or fetishes were, none of that. The only reason I knew what gay people were was talking with people who were older on forums and yahoo messenger (Yes that existed at the time) My sex ed class in school didn't cover gay sex at all. And as such I didn't realize that my constant thoughts about feet, tickling and boys were because I was gay with a set of fetishes. Learning to control urges and whatnot is part of being a teen approaching adulthood! Let me be clear. I don't talk to minors. The greatest reason for this is not because "Oh no I have to protect them" It's cause I don't trust people these days. I don't trust a kid to not ask me for advice then turn around and call me a fucking groomer or something. Cause of course the cavalry would pile on, just like they are doing to others on this site right now. If a minor approached me for sexual advice, be it about kinks, sex itself, etc. I would likely find some helpful resources and encourage them to read about it. If someone is confident in their knowledge and is informed enough about the subject that they can actually explain things then yeah, I see no problem with them giving someone who trusts them advice. It's not the same thing as roleplaying with them. It's not the same thing as asking for personal information with unsavory expectations. It's someone reaching out for help because they likely don't feel they can get it anywhere else. NOW, I do not mean to diminish the experiences of those who HAVE been taken advantage of by the horrible people who DO exist out there. It's wrong to purposefully seek out actual minors (there's a difference between fiction and reality remember?) for sexual purposes. However I do not believe it gives you the right to judge everyone at the same standard. You have blinders on and you won't see or listen to logic or facts, you only see another person responsible for hurting you. It's unfortunate and sad that you were hurt in such a manner, but don't take that out on people who aren't that kind of person.

At the risk of ranting too long I'll just end with this. If you are a minor and somehow able to read this. Do your research where you can. Ask your parents if you can, it's every bit as awkward for them as it is for you. Don't get your sexual knowledge from fanfics and hentai, though some rare ones are rather informative. Be careful who you talk to, don't just trust anybody and if someone makes you feel uncomfortable, block/report them. And if you're reading this and you think I'm wrong. That's fine, you're allowed to think that. But don't try to come at me swinging, especially behind a cowardly anon picture. I don't have the time in my life to educate you when you clearly don't want to be educated, you just want to be right...when you aren't. So sit down, have a sandwich and a juice box and do YOUR research.

#another rant #its about minors #oh my god not minors #oh noooo #grab your pitchforks #pull up a chair and listen #my experience #ya'll need to stop

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ticklish-touch · 1 year

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What if someone you knew irl found your blog? Is that something that makes you nervous or do you own it? I get nervous about people finding mine lol.

Y'know, for a long time I was petrified of the idea of someone irl finding my TK art or blog. But over time I realized that most of the people I know irl are people I barely talk to anymore, let alone have the chance to meet up with. The only friends I actively talk to in person are convention buddies, and I already know that at least a couple of them have their own share of kinks. I wouldn't want coworkers finding out, because they're people I see every day and I'd die of embarrassment if they tried to bring it up. And it isn't exactly something I'd bring up in conversation. Otherwise I'm at the point now where I'm just like. "I don't care, I'll post what I want. If they judge me, then that's their problem for being nosey, there's way worse shit out there."

I've been getting ballsy about posting art of my obvious fetish/ horny bait characters on sites like Instagram, Tiktok and Facebook. I won't post outright TK art, and I don't appreciate ppl recognizing my characters outside of my TK accounts and being like "Hey, you're TicklishTouch!!" (Which has happened on my Youtube speedpaints twice now.) But there's more to my OCs than just tickling, and I enjoy them being appreciated outside of a kink blog.

Maybe someday in the distant future when I actually write books about my non-kink-oriented OCs and stories, I'll be more careful about separating them.

#oc #original character #tickling #askbox #asks

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rusty-phasma · 2 years

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Nsfw alphabet for Percy Dolarhyde

A/N: i love the crusty cowboy and wanted to write something about him, but i am in the middle of a terrible Pierre brainrot and i couldn't write, so to rid myself of that weird block, i did this. Percy oneshot coming i hope.

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, (please wear protection, stds are no joke) and feet bc look at him, of course that motherfucker likes feet.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

I think that he is secretly soft and loves to be pampered, i think the aftercare is great, but because you make it so, he just let's himself be pampered. But in a way that's great, it is so peaceful, his head on your chest and his fingers tracing aimless patterns upon your ribs and your fingers on his locks.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself he loves specifically his fingers because they enable him to do two of his favorite things, masturbate you and shoot his gun, and he likes that. On you though, i think he loves your titties and shamelessly stares at them even around other people, he loves to see them bounce when you ride him, but i think he also loves your ass, and smacking it while he fucks you on all fours? Watching it jiggle? He can die a happy man.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I think he likes it inside your mouth or your pussy, though sometimes he will cum on your ass or tits if he's in the mood for it, i think that after a while of being married (if you guys are) he would develop a breeding kink, being the old times and shit, so yeah.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Wants to be dominated by you so badly, he just loves when you take control of things in every form, and it turns him on a lot to see your more dominant side, he also would really like it if you choked him, would probably find it really hard not to cum if you did.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not very experienced, but enough to know what to do, and you'll have to teach him to do certain things, but be patient bc he's kinda dumb.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He loves doggy style (Jesus i hate that name) because he loves the sense of control it gives him and the view is something he enjoys too and he loves missionary and cowgirl (wink wink) because he loves to see your tits bouncing and those positions make it easier to play with them.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He loves making you laugh, so yes, he is quite goofy, cracking jokes and even tickling you sometimes.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He isn't groomed, not only there is no means to groom himself, he just doesn't care enough to do it, so yeah, i also believe his pubes are really dark.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He is not very romantic, but i think that if you are in a relationship he will do his best to make you feel loved, he never really was shown much love so he's quite new at it and rather clumsy, but he gets better at it.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Since he has you, never, why would he if he can just bury himself in you? He loves fucking you and his hand could never compare to it, but before you i think he did it a lot.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Kind of an exhibitionist, maybe a bit of bondage, breeding kink for sure, don't judge me but i feel he'd also have a mommy kink and doesn't know it, and also your feet, but not i a gross way, he likes looking at them (step on him lmao)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He prefers your house but if he feels horny anywhere else he won't mind fucking you there, he's not picky of the place.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He loves seeing you ride a horse, it gets him all hot and bothered, but also seeing you undress is enough to turn him on.

He also secretly loves it when you put him in his place, the harsh words you use and the way you scold him always make him feel weirdly turned on, but it is a secret, if he tells you he's afraid you'll stop.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He doesn't really mind hurting you a bit, but not badly, after all he loves you, other than that i don't think hell say no to anything else at all.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

You are gonna have to teach him if yo want him to eat you out, because he can't tell wtf is the clitoris if you asked him, but if you teach him, then he will do so enthusiastically, he likes the ego boost that making you cum only with his tongue gives him. Oh and he loooves getting head, blow him and he's happy.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends, i think he enjoys starting out slowly and sensually and then developing a fast and rough pace, but i think after the abduction thing, he started making love to you, not just fucking, so there's that.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Oh yes, and in public settings too, sometimes he'll just get horny while out and will just drag you somewhere apart from prying eyes and will fuck you as quick as he can and then you'll go back to whatever you were doing before like nothing happened except there is cum running down your leg, staining your stockings.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Oh he's up to anything if you are (unless it involves anything too gross), you guys have done a lot of different things at least once, he also loves it when you get risky and creative, it turns him on that you want to try such things with him.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Depends on how horny he is beforehand, because it can go from two to four.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Not really, even if there were toys back then (other that weird dildos to cure "hysteria") he is not the type, prefers to make you cum with his cock, fingers and tongue and brag about it.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh he looooves teasing you, he will edge you and he will verbally tease you, mixing it with a little bit of degradation, but not too much. I think he will be the kind of guy that edges you first and then overstimulates you, teasing you all the time about it.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Oh he's loud and shameless, though the first few times you had sex he just groaned because he was kind of trying to impress you, but now he doesn't care and is very vocal, moaning, whining and rambling, though on the more eventful sessions he dirty talks a lot.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I think he really likes your feet and it turns him on when you step on him or do anything at all with them, also loves to see you wearing silk.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Five inches soft but he's a grower, hard he is long, around 7 inches but not really girthy.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I think it is high but not too much and it fluctuates depending on how drunk he is, but you are not gonna fuck him while drunk so yeah. After the abduction he didn't really drink much so his performance during sex improved and his yearning grew.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Takes him a while to fall asleep i think, unless it was a really tiring session, i like to think that the whole reason he likes to stay awake a while after having finished is the aftercare, he loves it a lot.

Thank you for reading! ♥️

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fandomvariousness · 3 years

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you wouldn't want me to pt. 2

pt. 1 -> x

pairing: eren jaeger x reader

warnings: blood, mentions of death, cheating, smut: dub-con, mild masochism, dacryphilia, choking, creampie, size kink, overstimulation

request: "pleaseee a part two to "you wouldn't want me to" with the smut"

word count: 2.9k

a/n: ayo i'm team armin but boyeee sometimes it feels nice to digress ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

“We’ll stop here for the night.” you heard Eren command someone, and the carriage stopped.

They covered your eyes and tied your hands behind your backs, so even while you sat huddled next to Armin you couldn’t wrap your hands around him, and neither could he.

You heard steps come into the carriage, followed by a set of rough hands that led you off. Judging by the grass under your feet, you figured the whole caravan stopped at one of the cottages for the night. Once the grass turned into the parquet of the cottage, an alarm rang in your head, realizing that whoever’s leading you isn’t stopping.

“Wait,” you breathed out quietly, all your anger being replaced by panic. “Armin?”

“Y/N!” you heard his voice somewhere behind you.

Judging by the commotion and the wave of swears and slurs, everyone was being stuffed into solitary rooms.

“Stop, stop!” you yelled, your anger coming back, feet stubbornly pushing against the ground. “Armin!” you yelled again, roughly jerking your frame in hopes of getting away.

“No Armin,” your captor whispered in your ear. “just me.”

Your face sank at the realization that it’s him. Even though your heart fluttered, just for a second, making you hate yourself for it, the odium seeped into your blood the very instant you heard his voice.

"You, little –" you didn't get to finish your slur as he pushed you into the room, shutting the door locked behind him.

You stumbled on your feet, the moment of misbalance bringing you down to the hard ground with a dull thud.

You were so angry that you still tried to squirm out of your bindings, just so that you could have a chance to strangle him with your own hands. You felt him approaching as you huffed and panted angrily in your efforts, feeling the eye band and rope binding your wrists come off.

You squinted from the sudden painful contact with the lamplight, rubbing your sore wrists.

“I could really kill you right now,” you spoke with a trembling voice. “I fucking hate you, Eren.”

The anger was manifesting in a form of hot tears that threatened to spill down your cheeks any moment; you hated the way you’d cry once infuriated.

You hated it, but Eren fucking loved it. He took a discreet deep breath to quench the feeling that arose upon seeing your glassy eyes, the sight going straight to his dick. He loved seeing you so conflicted with your feelings, especially when he's the culprit.

"Always wanted to hear you say that," he said with a smug smile that you wanted to wipe off with a slap so bad.

And so that’s what you did. You huffed in anger and closing the space between the two of you with a couple of steps, sent a dry slap across his cheek.

His eyes shut closed as his head turned to the side, a shiver running through his body, orange pre-shifting sparks flying around his head like a halo.

“Do that again and see what happens.” Eren liked what you did to him, but he wanted to frighten you into thinking he would shift.

You gulped, trying to hide your rising panic, as you let your burning palm hang limply beside you.

“What,” you breathed out, carefully calculating your next words. “you’re going to shift and kill everyone inside, even your beloved minions?”

He barely reacted, except for his eyes running over your body, making you realize just how close you two are standing to each other.

“Not before I have something I want.”

You exhaled curtly as you looked down, trying to escape the hazy feeling that was gradually clouding over your mind.

“Eren, unlock the –” he interrupted you by gripping your chin between his thumb and index finger, forcing you to look into his bottle-green eyes.

“Don’t tell me you’ve never wondered what it would feel like.”

You felt your face heating as you failed to control your emotions. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He smiled smugly again just before he claimed your lips with his, sucking your soul out. His hand rested dangerously low on your hip, teasing you with the possibility of gripping it tighter at any moment.

“Stop,” you muttered in between the kisses. “Eren, stop!” you shoved him away, all flustered, turning around and steeping towards the window to gaze at the night sky that was just starting to appear.

You panted heavily as the realization of what just happened was sinking into you.

“How can you do this to Armin?” you asked, trying to refrain your trembling voice from breaking completely. “To me?”

He chuckled quietly, revealing his stance just behind you. “I’m going to die soon anyway.”

You hated when they did that. You hated when either Eren or Armin spoke about the fact that they only have a few years left to live. In fact, you hated it so much you forbade them to even speak about it. Even if Eren is not exactly in your good graces right now, you still hated it.

You unclenched your burning fists in an attempt to compose yourself.

“You may disappear, but your actions won't," you said as you turned around to face him.

"I don't care about that," he said nonchalantly. "Hell, Armin's going to go shortly after I do, so you shouldn't even think about the consequences – we will both be dead."

You bit your lip so hard upon hearing the mention of Armin’s impending death you may have drawn blood. You snapped again as you sent your palm flying across his face, but this time he immediately turned his face back and crushed his lips on your bloody ones.

You whined at the tingling of the tiny wound where you bit your lip, droplets of blood staining Eren’s own lips. His palms squeezed your buttocks, bringing your centers together; you gasped as you felt his semi-hard tent against you.

You withdrew from him like a whimpering mess, pushing your dainty palms at his chest to refrain him from connecting your lips again. You turned around in panic and saw your blurry reflection in the window, both of your lips stained with the crimson of your blood.

You yelped briefly as you felt his hands on your hips again, his heavy breathing tickling your skin when he leaned his face towards the crook of your swan-like neck.

“Just this once,” he breathed out, giving a brief slip to his own desperation. “and then I’ll go. I’ll leave you all alone.”

You trembled as you struggled to make a decision: your body already made one, relishing at the feeling of his front against your back, of his stealthy, barely traceable grinding against your frame, but your mind tried so hard to resist.

His hands were roaming all over your body, quite literally driving you insane: the way his palm ran up and down your thigh, the other appreciating the curve of your waist before sneaking its way under your white uniform shirt – it made you moan quietly, realizing that your mind had already lost.

“Did you really never wonder how it would feel like with me?” he whispered smokily.

Of course, you did. You never missed the way his thumb would stroke over your skin whenever he would get the chance to place his hand on your shoulder, you never missed the feeling you got when his eyes would linger on you for a bit too long – all of it burned into your mind.

You were somewhere else entirely as your eyes fluttered closed, head leaning back against his frame; his hand came to cup your breast, gently massaging it, melting your whole stance into a puddle.

As you failed to answer, having lost yourself in a sensual mass of his touches, you felt his hand grip the base of your neck. “Did you?”

Your eyes shot open as the force of his grip grew stronger, making you grasp his hand for some sort of leverage.

“Huh?” he repeated.

"I did." You confessed.

You didn’t see it, but you knew Eren grinned widely against your neck just before he pecked it. “Of course you did.”

His hand retreated from your neck as he gripped your hips, pressing you against the window-sill. “Did you sometimes think about me when you were doing it with Armin?”

You felt tears prickle at the corners of your eyes as you realized this was too much to admit.

“Eren,” you shook your head in protest.

Eren loved seeing you squirm, he loved torturing you like that, and he wasn’t going to stop. He snuck his hand to cup your burning center, making you cry out and shiver at the needed contact.

“I bet you almost cried out my name accidentally a couple of times, didn’t you? Just like you did now?”

You sobbed quietly, but Eren brushed his tongue against your ear, turning it into a broken moan mid-way. “Say it again, say my name.”

You didn’t realize how your hips rolled against Eren’s hand massaging your warm, slick center; he controlled you as a puppeteer controls his puppet, and you knew it all too well.

“Eren,” you moaned genuinely.

“Shit,” Eren spat out as your mewling went directly to his painfully hard dick.

You choked at the sensation of his fingers sneaking under your panties, coming through your slick folds and finding the little pearlet of pleasure.

“Yes, yes,” you whimpered as he returned the other hand to your breast.

Eren was losing control rapidly, but he wanted to toy with you just a bit more – he probably wouldn’t get another chance.

“Want me to fill you up?” he knew that it was immensely hard for you to admit that you actually want him, and so he purposely pushed you down this guilt trip.

Your eyebrows knitted together out of inner turmoil, but you nodded. “Yes, I do, Eren, please –”

You were an absolute whimpering mess, struggling to weave a proper sentence together, voice broken and trembling – you just wanted him to fill you and ease the sexual tension that would always follow you two.

He chuckled against your cheek as he worked his way with your pants, pushing them down below your ass, cool air hitting your skin and sending a wave of shivers. “To think you were so reluctant before.”

Oh, you still were, in a sense. You knew guilt is going to consume you after, but you cannot control yourself anymore. It’s just the effect that Eren has on people, on you.

You leaned your palms against the edge of the window-sill, anticipating the breach, shallow breaths leaving patches of mist on the glass that would disappear in a moment.

“Ah,” you yelped cutely and rested your heated forehead against the cool glass as you felt Eren’s tip against your slick entrance.

His hand weaved itself around your neck in protest and leaned you back closer to him, bending your spine into a beautiful arch. He ran his other hand up and down your stretched stomach as he eased himself into you, coaxing out a series of broken moans from your mouth.

“Fuck,” you yelped in a high-pitched voice, holding on to that window-sill for dear life.

“So tight, so tight,” Eren whispered to himself, lost in his own bliss as his head hung low on your shoulder.

You yelped in pain as he was approaching your cervix. “W-Wait, ah, it’s too—too—”

“It’s what, baby?” his fingers dug into your hips, bringing you down on his dick a bit further. “What?”

"Too—ah, fuck—too big!" you cried.

You were ashamed of yourself that you enjoyed his dick tearing you apart that much, but you couldn't lie to yourself in this state, not anymore; it's like you're a whole other person.

Eren’s dick twitched inside you at your word. “Bigger than Armin’s, yeah?”

You nodded curtly, doing anything to ease away the dull ache and the guilt that was tickling somewhere at the back of your head. “Yeah,”

He ran his tongue along the vertical curve of your neck, starting to move steadily.

You kept your mouth open as you were even struggling to breathe, Eren's presence consuming the whole of you. You bent your hand backward and ran your fingers through the back of his head, loosening the bun he’s weaved his hair into.

“Faster,” you commanded, catching Eren by surprise. “Please, Eren,”

The sound of you begging for him drove him feral. He wanted to fuck your brains out, but he knew he won’t have another chance to relish in you like that – slowly, sensually, lovingly.

“Patience, baby,” he said to you and to himself at the same time. “Mm, you feel so good.”

The room was rapidly filled with both of your moans as Eren pounded into you rhythmically. His hand snuck to rest on your lower stomach, feeling his own tip stretching your insides.

“Wanted to have you for so long," Eren let his thoughts slip up; he enjoyed destroying you like this, but he failed to consider his own weaknesses coming to the surface. "Could never get you out of my head."

His own confessions were like a catalyst to your approaching release, which was threateningly close now.

“Ah, Eren, I’m gonna cum, I’m cumming,”

You screamed so loud he had to cover your mouth with his palm – he wouldn’t want others to condemn you for doing this for the reasons they don’t even understand. Eren himself was close, so close – but there was one more thing he wanted to do.

“Feel good? Yeah?” Eren questioned, containing his own release with all his will, still pounding into you. “Give me another, baby.” His hand reached down to your oversensitive clit.

“Wait, Eren, I just came, I—” you choked, tears welling up in your eyes from overstimulation; yet it felt so good.

“Shh, you can take it,” he cajoled.

It didn’t take long for him to give you another orgasm, not at all – all it took was a few circular strokes with the right amount of pressure, and you came clenching around his dick again, this time covering your mouth with your own palms. Eren buried his head in your disheveled hair as he groaned out in pleasure, bursting deep inside you.

“Fuck,” he blabbered, eyes closed, feeling your shivering, fragile frame falling apart in front of him. He tried not to think too much about the fact that he came inside you, the act contradicting his beliefs and plans.

His hands came snaking around your waist, pulling you closer gently, planting a few kisses on the top of your head. "You did so well."

You couldn’t say a word as you pulled your pants up before you turned around to face him, seeing him buttoning his own.

Something came onto you as you cupped his face and kissed him gently. Now that really did take Eren by surprise.

“What was that for?” he asked quietly after a moment of silence.

You shrugged. “Just felt like kissing you.”

He suppressed a smile as he leaned his palms against the window-sill, trapping you in between his hands, your noses almost brushing. “You won’t be too pissed with me now, will you?”

You raised an eyebrow. “You said it yourself, you’ll die soon, so why do you care?”

"Clever", thought Eren as he continued exploring the pools of your glistening eyes. He withdrew slowly, towering over you as he took your chin between his thumb and index finger, just like he did before. He ran his thumb over a little patch of dried blood from when you bit your lip.

You almost gasped at the absence of his touch when he released you altogether, making his way to the door, unlocking it; you remained in your place, watching him closely, trying to stop him with nothing but your gaze.

He did stop, even though only momentarily. He had already opened the door as he turned his head back to take you in – face still heated, chest rising up and down, hair tousled, gaze… longing?

Something tingled deep inside his chest at the thought that he could’ve had you as his own if the circumstances were different, much different. If only he wasn’t so heavily burdened and consumed by eternal hatred.

He snapped out of his momentary ominous trance.

“Sleep well, Y/N.” he closed the door without another word, locking you from the outside.

Once he was gone, you allowed yourself to exhale properly. You gulped, making your way to the bathroom. You turned on the tap and plugged the bath, letting yourself sob loudly as you remove your clothes.

You didn't want to wash his touches from your skin, but at the same time, you had to – how are you going to face Armin afterward?

Yet the guilt mainly came from the absence of it – no matter how sure and scared you were that it's going to consume you afterward, it didn't.

You don’t want to lose neither Armin nor Eren, and you’re going to do everything in your power to hold on to them both for as long as you can, for as long as they walk the same soil as you.

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bruhstories · 3 years

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Choke Me

Summary: Reiner can’t comprehend why you won’t have sex with him. You help him understand Pairing: Reiner Braun x Fem!Reader Warnings & Content: language, dom!Reader, sub!Reiner, oral sex (female receiving), whipping, unprotected sex, tied up Reiner Word Count: 1.7 k

A/N: You know what, I'm thriving off of sub!Reiner.

It absolutely baffled Reiner how someone like Annie was such good friends with someone like... you. He didn't mean it in a bad way, it was just too strange that the two of you were so close, yet complete opposites of each other. Annie was a tomboy, silent and calculating, you were dressed in pink from head to toe, loud and outgoing and just so adorable. And you completely ransacked his heart. Reiner was utterly in love with you, and you knew it. So, when he mustered up the courage to ask you out, it did not come as a surprise. In fact, you too crushed on him, and every time you were at their place, your eyes drifted to him, always, all the time. The two of you clicked instantly as a couple, and Reiner could only wonder how on Earth were you single until him, going so far as to asking Annie about your love life and with widened eyes, she hastily dismissed him. See, the thing was that you, despite your bubbly and juvenile personality, were a sick, sadistic dominatrix, and boys were terrified of that. While you usually donned clothing in pastels, flowy dresses and chiffon blouses, half of your closet was filled with garters, suspender belts, corsets, some in the deepest shades of red, others black, materials varying from lace to latex. Whenever you had a guy over and pulled out whips, riding crops or ball gags, they would disappear from the face of the Earth, never evercalling you back. Annie knew this about you but never judged. To each their own, she would say, not exactly caring about your kinks. But she wouldn't know how Reiner would react to that, and while intrigued to find out, she didn't want you two to break up either. Deep down she cared about all of her friends, despite the aloof attitude.

Three months into your relationship, you still politely declined Reiner's offers to have sex. He was incredibly sweet, treating you like a princess, and in return you were supportive and caring, but fearing that he, too, might run away after learning about your kinks, you kept finding excuses to deny him. At one point he even asked you if you have some sort of STD, genuinely concerned but promising to still be with you no matter what. You promised you were clean, but that only made him more curious as to why you wouldn't have him. 'You're not attracted to me?' or 'Am I doing something wrong?' were his usual questions and your heart broke in thousands of pieces each time you refused him. He seemed like the kind of man who dominated in bed, and while you were inclined to switch it out sometimes, you always, always had to have it your way the first time you fucked a guy.

Eventually Reiner couldn't take it anymore. He called you, begged you to explain yourself to him and you ceased to try and keep him away from the carnal pleasure you both desired. You invited him over, offering to cook dinner and disclose what you had managed to hide for so long. He popped at your door with a bouquet of daffodils, matching the honey-yellow apron tied around your waist, his eyes were needy and woeful, still believing it's his fault that you two haven't had sex yet. He kissed you on the lips, starving for more, but you pulled back, opting to discuss things first.

"So," you began, legs crossed under the table and anxiously swirling spaghetti with your fork, "I... shit, I don't even know how to say it."

"Y/N, whatever it is, I promise it won't change what I feel for you." Reiner caressed your cheek so gently that you felt sorry for dragging him into this.

"I think it's best if I show you." You got up, took hold of his hand and guided him into your bedroom. The chamber perfectly reflected your personality, with garlands and fairy lights hanging from the ceiling, doodles and drawings taped to the walls and stuffed toys bundled up on your baby blue bedsheets. "You better sit down for this, babe."

"Jesus, how bad can it be?"

With a sigh, you swung open the closet door, revealing the strangest of sex toys, erotic lingerie and high heeled footwear. Reiner erupted into laughter, throwing himself on your bed and holding his abdomen.

"Why exactly are you laughing?" Your voice was serious, dangerous almost, your body lacking a reaction.

"You're telling me you didn't wanna have sex because, what? You're into BDSM?"

"I don't think you get it, Reiner. I'm not just into it, I like dominating men." You frowned, taken aback by his attitude. He perked his ears up and sat up, suddenly attentive, his gaze locking with yours.

"Do you want to dominate me?" The blond asked, unsure of what it would feel like, but inquisitive to try.

"If you'll let me, yes." You bit your lip, fingers smoothing the apron.

"Fuck it, if it makes you happy, I'll let you do whatever you want to me." Reiner declared, palms on his knees. "Do I need a safe word?"

"Not tonight, I'll go easy on you." You beamed, eyes glistening with so much joy and he almost regretted his decision.

Almost.

Tied up, naked and helpless, Reiner could only watch how you strutted into the bedroom, latex corset around your waist, tits out, riding crop in hand.

"Shit, you look so-" crack.

The thin object met with his cheek and he groaned in pain, confusion written all over his face.

"You speak when I allow it, understood?" And he nodded desperately. "Good boy. Maybe if you behave, I'll reward you."

It was then when Reiner realised how easily his dick hardened when he submitted. It was then when he realised how much he loved you.

You dragged the crop across his body, goosebumps all over his skin, before you propped one foot on the bed, spreading your legs and exposing your wet cunt to him. You could've sworn you saw his pupils dilating when your fingers barely touched the slick slit.

"You want this, Reiner?"

"Yes!" The man almost cried out, licking his lips. Crack. Another hit, this time over his thigh and he whimpered — the sound was music to your ears.

"Yes what?"

"Yes, please!"

"That's better." You hummed, slightly spreading your folds, foot still on the bed. Your middle finger rubbed around your clit, a quiet moan escaping your lips. "Tell me how much you want it!"

Pulling at his restraints, Reiner sighed. Never has he felt so overpowered, but the pleasure he took from it was slowly seeping in his brain, clouding his judgment.

"I need you, Y/N. I need to feel you so bad, please!"

"You gotta earn it first." Voice aggressive yet seductive, you climbed on top of him, feet at the sides of his head. "Lick it good and I'll reward you. Do a bad job and I'll punish you." And before he could utter a word you were straddling his face. His tongue sloppily licked everything it could, in or around your cunt, and you forcefully grabbed the metallic bedframe with one hand, your other one fondling your soft tits. Your moans echoed in the room as you moved your hips for more friction, your breath hitching, his cock twitching. "Atta boy!" You groaned and slid off of him.

"Did I do well?" Reiner asked, hope glistening in his eyes.

"Very well." You snickered and pressed your lips onto his to taste yourself in a sinful kiss.

"Can I get my reward?" The man asked after you pulled away, a mixture of saliva and slickness at the corners of your mouth.

"Oh, I don't know..." You scrunched your nose.

"Please, Y/N! I've been good, I- I need you around my dick, please!" He begged, not even caring how desperate he sounded and that only made you feel like a goddess. You picked up the riding crop and dragged it up and down his shaft, terror in his eyes.

"I wonder how much it would hurt." You mused, head tilted and mischief in your voice.

"No, no, you said it was good! Please don't punish me-"

"Oh, don't be stupid." You rolled your eyes, climbing back on top of him. "I need that dick as much as you do." And with that, your hand helped push his cock in between your folds, painstakingly slowly taking it all in. "Fuck, you're big."

The sound of skin against skin tickled your brain, your hips moving up and down, your cunt clenching around his throbbing member.

"Please..." Reiner groaned.

"Please what?" You threw your head back, the pressure forming in your core making you moan louder.

"Please choke me!" He asked and you almost stopped moving, taken aback by his request.

"I'm beginning to think you like being dominated, love." You grinned, your fingers lightly squeezing his neck.

"God, you're so tight!" The man bucked his hips, the unexpected thrust earning a whimper out of you. "Harder, choke me harder!"

"Fuck, Reiner!" The grip around his neck tightened and your moves became frantic, animalistic. "You like that? You like the way I fuck you?"

"Mhm!" He eagerly nodded, unable to speak.

"Look at you, so small and pathetic." You panted, feeling your climax close and his cock pulsating. "Oh, are you gonna come? Go on, do it, come for me!" You cried out, legs violently quaking as the sticky hot liquid dripped out of your folds, down his shaft. For a moment neither of you moved. You looked at Reiner through strands of Y/H/C that draped over your face, beads of sweat glistening on your forehead. Your hands extended and you untied the ropes around his wrists, falling next to your boyfriend on the mattress, cum leaking out of your cunt.

"Do you still... love me?" You whispered, your voice shy, completely different to the woman you were five seconds ago.

"Babe, of course! And to be fair, it was so hot submitting to you." Reiner pulled you to his chest, fingers brushing your cheek. "Say, think we can switch it up next time?"

"Nope!" You smiled and rested your forehead on his shoulder.

"Eh, at least I tried." The man shrugged. "In all seriousness, though, don't hide things like these from me. If this is what you like then I respect that, Y/N."

Your heart fluttered in your chest. Most boys ran, but Reiner was a man, and he was clearly going to stay.

"Maaaaybe we can switch next time. But only if you behave!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

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