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sooniebby · 7 months

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𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝟭: 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗯𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻/𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴/𝘀𝗲𝗺𝗶 𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰

This character is has been used before, in this story but you don’t need to read it to read this one! Bottom male reader, as always. Reader is mentioned to have a cock. Light degradation, plus he’s a bit mean and manipulative.

Your boyfriend was weird. You weren’t even sure why you were dating him. Sure, he was hot. And even though he was a bum, he somehow made time to look decent.

He still worked out and shaved. Showered, ate properly. So at the very least, physically, he was okay. But mentally….?

He was crazy. Insane.

Which was why you were here, still dressed in your white dress shirt, black dress pants, and tie—humping his leg subtly as he played video games.

He liked it when you came home and didn’t shower. Especially if you kept your work clothes on. Something about you in “tight clothing” did something to him.

You kept your tie in between your teeth, muffling any moans you had as you kept a steady pace rutting against his thigh. He wasn’t even paying attention to you, so focused on the horror game he was playing.

“Should I go through this door?”

You opened your eyes, looking at him, wondering if he was talking to you. But no, he was looking at camera. You felt a sense of dread. He wouldn’t fucking dare.

You slowly looked back a bit and to see that yes, the red dot was on. He was live streaming. You quickly turned back to face his chest, back to the camera, as you hoped no one got a good glance of your face.

Looking up, you saw his lips turns into a smirk. His usual cruel smirk that he had whenever you found out one of his little schemes. You bit down on the tie in anger, ready to just get up and leave when his (much larger) hand gripped your waist and held you down.

He leaned down, his lips right near your ears. His breath tickling you.. and bringing a sense of comfort.

“Did I say you can leave? You haven’t cum yet.”

He whispered, making sure only you heard him. You glared at him but simply nodded, gripping at his jacket. He gave you a grin before returning his attention back to his game.

And in your mind, you thought you shouldn’t let this guy control you. But…

Slow and steady, you began to rut against his leg again, making sure to keep your body as still as possible so the viewers couldn’t tell.

“Him? Aw~ he’s my boyfriend. He’s very shy, but you guys will see his face one day~”

You reach over and pinch his neck, causing him to grunt. He glances down at you and simply grins, seeming to enjoy your fruitless act of defiance.

He leaned down again, “the quicker you cum, the quicker you can leave.”

With that, he continued to act like you weren’t masturbating using his leg. You gritted your teeth in embarrassment but moved a bit closer to him, moving your hips a bit more downward so your cock could press and rub against his leg.

You have done this before. At least without the audience. You usually loved having his legs between yours, making you come undone but usually he did all the work.

Doing it yourself, you felt embarrassed. And honestly, unmotivated. You wanted to sleep, not cum. His hand that rested on your waist, lightly tracing your skin underneath your shirt moved down to your pants.

You glanced up to see if he was finally paying attention to you but he wasn’t. He seemed pretty focused on the game. His eyes narrowed and his jaw set as his other hand focused on moving the character.

You couldn’t help but blush. He usually looked like a bum most of the time but seeing him so serious, even if it was about a game, was hot.

Especially doing it one handed.

“I…” you whispered, hoping to catch his attention. Subtly, his eyes flickered down to you but quickly moved back to his computer screen.

It was so weird. He did care… but he didn’t act like it.

“I… I’m not motivated.” You whispered, taking the tie out of your mouth. He simply grunted, focused on the game.

You sighed, believing you were just going to have to find a way to get motivated but was suddenly hearing the sound of something being burst open.

You looked down to see your pants were pulled open. When did he even have the chance to do that? With one hand, he easily pulled open your dress shirt, though in the process a few buttons popped off.

“They can’t see my lower half. Take off your pants and boxers.”

You obeyed. Without moving much, you slipped down your boxers and pants to your feet and fully off.

You felt an odd sense of love from his behavior but it was soon gone when you looked up at his face.

“Do something. I trained you well enough,” he laughed. “C’mon, make me proud, cum without my help.”

Being referred to as “trained” felt degrading but you didn’t comment on it. He did in a way.

With a flushed face, you buried your head in the crook of his neck. The chat that you couldn’t see began to spam hearts, all commenting on how cute you were.

Though they didn’t know you were pantsless and was about to masturbate on your boyfriend’s leg.

An odd sense of urgency filled you. You wanted to make him proud. So, you began to rut against his leg again, this time really feeling the burn of his jeans rubbing against your cock. You didn’t even know why he liked wearing these stupid baggy jeans.

Sweatpants existed!

But in a way, the pain certainly helped. Jesus, he really turned you into a masochist!

“He’s shaking? Oh, the fan’s on. He’s just cold, right, baby?”

You flinched, realizing you weren’t trying to hide your movement anymore. You could onlymeekly nod, earning a subtle smack on your ass from him as he continued talking to his viewers.

With the fresh burn of embarrassment filled within you, you quickened the pace, wanting this to be over with. But he gripped your waist, slowing you down.

You whimpered but followed his lead, allowing him to guide your hips. Back and forth, your cock beginning to leak pre-cum onto his jeans.

“How’d we meet? Hm… it’s a long story. (Name) didn’t like me when we first met.”

Which was true. You hated him. And you still did. But you also loved him.

Feelings are complicated.

You whined when your cock began to hurt a bit from the constant friction on his jeans. You didn’t expect him to care, seeing tears well in your eyes always caused him to continue, enjoying the sight.

But he stopped.

He stopped and looked down at you.

“Just use your hand.”

He muttered, his hand tracing a few random shapes on your waist. One.. maybe being a heart. But you pushed that thought away. You reached down and grabbed your cock, already a bit close to your release.

You bit your lip tightly as your back arched. You couldn’t help it. You were always such a loud guy.

A sound that was mixed with a cry and a whimper was heard, your cock squirting onto his jacket. Your body was limp, leaning onto his.

He grinned, enjoying the viewers commenting wondering what happened to you. A few viewers immediately commented that it must’ve been sex or something.

“My baby is tired. You know how it is, office life. Hm, well, you guys probably don’t. You guys usually don’t have jobs. Anyway, see you tomorrow!”

As you shivered, the fan was starting to actually make you cold, he pulled your shirt off entirely, complete ruining it. A shame. It’s luck that you have so many left.

He placed his hands underneath your legs and stood up, holding you close as he walked to the bathroom.

“Really, I’m glad you come to me for stress relief. I always worry I’m not doing enough for you. But you keep proving me wrong, huh, baby?”

What…? Didn’t he..?

You can’t think straight. Cumming always did that to you. You hum. Yeah, you came to him. You always do. Work is so stressful. And he’s always there to make you feel good.

Yeah, he’s a good boyfriend.

Always making you feel better.

“I wanna bath.” You whisper, leaning closer to press a kiss onto his nose. You loved his nose, especially by how big it was.

Very good to sit on.

Anyway….

“Anything for you, baby.”

And like always, he had you like a doll in his hand. And that’s where you’d stay.

Because he’s your boyfriend and great stress reliever <3

I love writing him, so manipulative 🤭 if you guys like him enough, I’ll give him a name and expand on him! Hope you liked it!

Tag list: @the-ultimate-librarian @nakedtoasterr @iwishtobeacrow @kaedezu @mello-life69 @chill-guy-but-cooler @kiiyoooo @ofclyde @smellwell @tomoeroi @millecka @loivre

#bottom male reader #x male reader #sub male reader #oc x reader #smut drabble #smut ideas #mlm ns/fw #kinktober #kinktober 2023

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chubsette · 7 months

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Feedist Kinktober Day 8 - Vacation ⛱️

#wish i had time to fully render this but oh well #i love drawing aiden all round and bloated goshhhh #my idea here is that they went to like a long cruise trip and are fully enjoying the open buffets all the time #by the time they get home aiden has gained a significant amount #dream vacation tbh #wg art #male feedee #feedist kinktober #getting fatter #chubsette art #oc: aiden #oc: chris #oc: nat

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hunterfromtheabyss · 7 months

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yesterdays kinktober. nothing is actually showing so i can probably post it as is

#hsr #honkai star rail #baiheng #jingliu #liubai #bailiu #kas scribbles #kinktober 2023 #> i have no idea how to tag this one ngl #but also i have been doing kinktober #its just all on my alt twitter instead of here LOL

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knchins · 2 years

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Heat of the Night - Tighnari

Summary: Unable to leave for solitude in the forest, Tighnari finds himself unable to resist the thing he wants most: you.

Pairing: Tighnari x Reader

Reader Type: AFAB - gender neutral

Rating: E+

Word Count: 2.1k

Kinktober Prompt: Breeding + Yandere

Warnings: Tighnari is a virgin (reader is not), heat/mating cycle, yandere/obsessive behavior, mild dubcon, masturbation, a lil voyeurism, cunnilingus, some overstimulation, premature ejaculation, multiple orgasms, lots of cum, cream pies, breeding (obvs), scratching/biting/marking, a lil blood, brief mention of pregnancy

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Tighnari knew better than to be anywhere near Gandharva Ville whenever that time of year came around. For two months he stayed mostly deep in the forest, only returning to the village whenever it was absolutely necessary to resupply. Even then he returned only in the still of the night when everyone was sleeping with the exception of the select few that were keeping watch.

This year was different. Collei had fallen ill and he knew his duty was to stay near her, making sure her symptoms were alleviated to the best of his ability. After all, he was the only one in the ville that could treat her properly. At least that was what he had believed.

You had been the latest addition, a young botanist that wished to learn from who they felt were the best in Sumeru. Tighnari didn't take well to flattery, but he didn't hate it either. Long days and nights in the forest together had undoubtedly formed a bond between the two of you. A bond Tighnari himself didn't quite understand. You were a quick learner and didn’t ask too many silly questions. He found himself enjoying teaching you about the various plants and wildlife of the rainforest.

The heat cycle wasn't always as predictable as he would have liked to admit. Usually, he could sense it in the back of his mind. He would become gradually more irritable. Being around others would be more difficult as his time grew near. His sense of smell increased, his fur always felt on edge, and the way his cock was constantly getting excited by any sliver of skin he saw were all signs that it was time for him to leave for his solo excursion.

But that would mean leaving you behind too.

Tighnari never had a target for his affections before. In fact, he was mostly solitary when it came to romance or mating. Truth be told he had no desire to find a mate or even lose his virginity. He was content with this way of life, even if it did make things difficult when he was in heat. After all, if he had someone to drill his cock into day and night for hours on end, then he'd have no need to leave the ville in search of solitude.

Before his usual symptoms cropped up, he felt something entirely different. A deep seeded need to be inside of you. How many times had he followed you into the forest to spy, saying he was just trying to make sure you were safe? How many times did he take the night watch just to be able to pass by your tent and watch you sleep? When did he start to feel hot rage whenever you gave anyone else your attention?

He didn't know. He couldn't fathom what this behavior meant. Mating was such a permanent decision to bestow upon someone he'd only known for half a year. It wasn’t as if pregnancy just went away after the heat had finally died down.

It wasn't something he could just bring up in casual conversation either. At night he couldn't sleep and during the day concentrating on anything other than your scent, your smile, your body was completely impossible.

He knew his behavior was becoming unacceptable as Collei’s Eleazar symptoms only grew worse. He should leave. Staying here was dangerous for not only himself but for you as well. The desire to protect you from everyone, including himself was almost too much to take. He had to stay strong, he had to resist, he had to make sure you were okay…

Tighnari threw the blanket off of himself and peeked out of his tent, trying to see if any of the night watchers was outside. He listened closely, kept his nose to the oncoming wind, and his ears pricked. He found the nearest person wouldn't able to sense or see him from their distance.

His hands shook with need. Despite the cooler air, he was sweating from the heat that shook him. He pressed his tongue against one of his fangs, hoping the pain and taste of blood would distract him long enough to keep his head straight.

He was mistaken.

As soon as the wind shifted and he smelled something utterly divine did he lose all possible control. It was sweeter than a sunsetta, more potent than any flowering plant he'd ever come across. The unmistakable scent of arousal that most certainly wasn't his own had him salivating so much that he had to constantly swallow to keep from drooling.

His cock sprung to attention in his loose-fitting pants. He crept closer to your tent, peering inside to see you knuckle deep in your own pussy, working yourself over as his name whimpered off your lips.

Before this moment, Tighnari had never experienced what one would call love. Now, unable to stop himself, he wrenched open the flap that covered the entryway and you let out a surprised squeak of embarrassment after seeing who it was that just entered your tent.

Your eyes had already acclimated to the dark and you could tell it was Tighnari's frame in the entryway. You couldn't help but notice that he didn't seem quite himself. Was he angry that you were trying to cum using fantasies you thought of about him fucking you? Disappointed? Was he going to kick you out of the village?

"Tigh-" he was on top of you before you could finish, face between your legs and nose against your swollen clit as he inhaled deeply. He had no control over his actions, his baser instinct taking over as he dared to taste the honey-like slick that coated your lower lips.

Was there a word stronger than addiction? Tighnari felt as if he'd never lived before tasting you for the very first time. He could feel himself throbbing in his thin linen pants as he feverishly lapped at your core and clit, nearly rubbing them raw with his tongue as you put a hand over your mouth to muffle the cries spilling from them.

His claws were digging into the soft flesh of your thighs, keeping them anchored in place in a way that would have bruises blossoming. You had already been so close to climax, so on edge that his sloppy use of his mouth was enough to have you spasming and jerking beneath him as you reached your first high.

It rolled over you in thick waves, your mind weary as you tried to figure out what in the hell just happened. Had you fallen asleep? Was this another wet dream? You had never cum like that before in a dream.

Tighnari didn't stop, he was still latched onto you, licking you dry as if his life depended on it. "Tighnari- ah! - Stop!" You whimpered as he sent you into overstimulation. The abuse of your clit is almost painful. He didn't seem to hear you, prompting you to reach down and tug on one of the long ears that you had wished to touch since the first time you laid eyes on him. It was softer than you imagined, feeling almost like velvet on your fingertips.

The sound that erupted from him was heavenly, the needy growl that had him leaning into your hand briefly before flipping you over onto your stomach. "Have to-" He panted, his thoughts not making much sense anymore as he felt almost sick with a fever. "Breed you."

The words hit you like a freight train, your pussy clenching at the thought of him filling you with his cum, having his cute fox-eared kits, being bound to him forever through one simple act of sex. It wasn't as if you hadn't dreamt of it for countless nights. Tighnari may have been oblivious to your desires but now it seemed that he had shared them all along.

You balled your hands into fists, the sheets bunching up between your fingers as you arched your back and spread your knees slightly to present yourself to him fully. Unashamed at the display as you heard him let out a string of almost unintelligible curses.

There was a shuffling of clothing as Tighnari pulled his still throbbing penis from his pants. He hissed at his own touch, having never felt quite this sensitive before. Pre-cum had stained his pants and had spread over his head while he had been devouring your juices and becoming intoxicated with your sweet scent.

He pressed his tip to your hole before effortlessly sliding in, gasping at the tight dampness that was your core. Your walls sucked him in deep, his head nearly kissing your cervix as he started to rut into you with desperation. Your moans sound like soothing bells to his ears as he felt an entirely new sensation of having his dick wrapped securely by pussy.

It was too much for him, he was too lost in the movement as he shot his first load inside of you. Disappointment shot through you as the fear that he was finished already struck. Certainly, a few pumps of his cock wasn't all it took to get him off?

Tighnari was too out of it to be embarrassed. His cock was still hard as he continued to pound into you, his claws digging into the flesh of your hips as he leaned over you to latch onto the back of your neck. His fangs pierced you and he basked in the way the pain made your slick walls flutter around him.

"Tighnari" Your voice came out as a whimper. He was swift and agile, the angle absolutely perfect as his pace someone managed to increase. Your eyes rolled back as your head turned slightly to give him better access to your neck.

It was loud, the sound of his balls slapping against your cunt. You were sure your neighbors and the night watch could easily hear the two of you. It wasn't as if either of you were being particularly quiet. Tighnari's low growls and grunts every time you clenched around him were practically bouncing off the tent’s thin walls.

He wanted them to know who you belong to, wanted you to sing his name with that beautiful voice of yours. Your cries needed to be heard by everyone in the village so they'd know better than to even look in your direction again.

TIghnari came once more, painting your walls and injecting your cervix with his seed. He still didn't stop, relentless and feral as he lapped at the small dots of blood around your neck.

Your body quaked with a second orgasm that erupted shortly after his own. You sang his name again as your back arched. One of his hands moved off your hip and traveled up your shirt to pinch the hardened nipple of your right breast.

Soon, he thought, soon they'd be so much bigger, so full of milk for his offspring. Exhaustion was creeping up on him as his thrusts became more half-hearted. He simply humped lazily until he came a third time. Your chest had collapsed onto the bed, trapping his hand as he nuzzled the space between your shoulder blades.

Your body continued to twitch beneath him, walls changing from squeezing to relaxing intermittently. Semen was dripping down both your and Tighnari's legs. It covered his pants, likely to harden and stain sometime between now and morning.

Tighnari kneaded your breast still, enjoying the softness of your skin. Slowly his senses started to come back to him. The lustful haze that had overwhelmed him was dissipating and the revelation of what he had done was starting to creep in and overtake him.

His hips stopped, though he was almost certain he could probably cum again if he really wanted to. He finally pulled away from you and gobs of his white seed dripped from your core like thick honey. With his keen eyesight, he could see the scratches and bite marks that covered your hips and neck. A frown etched across his lips as he watched you heave with heavy breaths, still coming down from your own intense high.

He murmured your name softly, an apology somewhere hidden in the sound. This was the first time he had ever lost control like that. The first time he had ever acted like a complete animal. Inside he was scolding himself, telling himself that he should have left sooner. He should have left Collei's care to you instead as he stayed far, far away from you.

And regret, regret in the thought that this could have possibly never happened was somehow more painful than having done the act itself. Sensing his troubled thoughts, you managed to roll over back onto your back after having finally caught your breath.

The soft smile on your face came as a relief. At least you weren't mad at what he had done to you, though he was sure you didn't know exactly what your coming together just now had meant. Even now he found himself speechless, unable to tell you that...

Foxes mate for life.

#tighnari #tighnari x reader #tighnari x you #tighnari x y/n #genshin impact #tighnari imagines #genshin x reader #genshin x y/n #genshin imagines #genshin smut #tighnari smut #i have no idea what to tag this sorry #kinktober #genshin #genshin fanfic

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asger-eerika · 7 months

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Welcome to depraved thoughts with Eerika.

They are about Neuvillette.

- Bath Tub sex

- Two cocks double penetration

- Met him in court and he takes a fascination towards you

- Breeding/marking

- THE ABSOLUTE PENT UP STRESS SEX YOU WOULD HAVE HELLO?!

- *cough* Dragon. Form. Sex.

- Something about men, being coated in water or being wet in general sets off my monkey brain.

- If you've seen the half dragon art of Neuvillette coming out of the pool nude... if yk yk.

That'll be all for now.

(I LIED have fanart I got off of my favorite deranged delulu app pinterest, all credits go to the artists do call em out if you know one because all the art I grabbed some comments were saying they were this person or another o-o)

Also should I write really shit smut of this man

*thonk*

*deranged barking* aight I go to sleep now I wake up in 3 hours x3

#neuvillette x reader #kinktober 2023 #genshin smut #neuvillette smut #crack idea

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noahl-art · 7 months

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Ghostober / Day 7 - Cockwarming

Mountain wanted to read but Swiss was being a bit too annoying so a bit of discipline was needed 💦 Full version HERE (not very proud of this one but meh that's part of the game!)

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maximotts · 6 months

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Oh, oh, oh! Regarding the little piss kink. I also think maybe Wanda would be more into it? Wanda and Natasha are mostly always on the same page, but I could see something where R is veryy sleepy or maybe not sober and lets it slip to Nat unknowingly. Before bed, Wanda telling you to ‘go potty and wash your face’, and you’re like ?? “Mhm, Mommy, sometimes you like when I hold my pee.” And Nat’s like oh? hmmmm?

Silver told me to tell you they're officially diagnosing you with piss kink, nonnie

But yes, I do agree; Wanda's more into the day-to-day controlling little aspects of your life in general so I could see where if this became a thing, it'd be something Wanda took over!

Consider what you said happening like, after Natasha picks you up from a night out drinking with your friends and the whole ride home you're just drunkenly mumbling you have to pee and Nat's stressed about her car, "Yes okay, I hear you! I'll drive faster just don't piss on my leather seats." Completely unaware you've got no intention of messing up her car because in exchange for letting you go out without them, Wanda instructed you to hold it all night. She just... forgot to mention this to Natasha; she got distracted.

So then when you get home you're just wandering around the house looking for Wanda and Nat's very intent on following you to make sure you don't drunkenly topple down the stairs or think some random corner is a bathroom instead, all the while trying to persuade you to just use one of the like, three bathrooms you pass on your way to Wanda, but you simply won't? And it's confusing the fuck out of her.

And Wanda finds you two eventually, Nat having whipped out her phone to text her wife to come save their drunk idiot of a girlfriend from whatever she told her to do. Obviously you're so excited to see her, both because you missed her and because not peeing while intoxicated is really hard actually, but it's worth it because she's so proud of you. "That's my good girl, you did such a fantastic job."

But after she tells you to go get ready for bed and you finally explain to Natasha what's going on, she gives Wanda a look because she's just spent the past hour being so confused by your behavior and she thought it'd been a one time thing, but Wanda just shrugs, "I don't know, it's fun. I kinda like it and I think she does too."

#poor Nat has no idea wtf kind of things Wanda gets you into sometimes #also y'all have gotten two ph blurbs this week instead of the fic I've been trying to finish for kinktober so uhm.. it is what it is #private hire au #wandanat x reader #motts writes.

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nickybloodhead · 7 months

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Kinktober day 15: Temperature play

Lately they had been experimenting with new things in bed, James had been somewhat shy at first but now he was the one bringing new spicy propositions. It was like they were in mating season or something, because they couldn't keep their hands off each other at any time.

You were having a steamy make-out session on the couch, the movie you had been watching had become just background noise, James' hands were roaming up and down your legs and buttocks, you were stroking the back of his neck and tangling your fingers in a few strands of his hair.

"There's something...I'd like to try" he murmured between kisses, you smiled because you knew an idea was coming that would probably leave your legs shaking, you looked into his eyes and bit your lip.

"What's it about Het, what will you do with me this time?" You moved closer to him, leaving a path of kisses from his jaw to his neck, you heard him gasp as he slapped your ass, you startled a little and laughed.

"Uh, well... Maybe I want to surprise you a little, that's okay?" he asks caressing your face tenderly, you melt at his show of affection and nod "You could go to the room, I'll be there in a moment.... I need some things for what we are going to do."

You look at him curiously but agree, you give him one last kiss before going to the room. You wait for a couple of minutes and he comes back with a bowl full of...ice? You arch your eyebrow and gii a bit sheepishly, already imagining what's on James' dirty mind.

He left the bowl on the bed and leaned over you to kiss you, his hands working to remove your shirt and bra. He pulled apart to see your breasts, cupped them in his hands and looked at you as if asking for confirmation of what he was about to do, you nodded.

He took one of the ice cubes and put it between his lips, he moved closer to your tits and run the frozen piece across your nipple, your body immediately reacted making your skin bristle, it was a little strange feeling but it made you squeeze your legs together because it made your pussy contract. You both looked into each other's eyes, you stroked his hair and pushed his face towards you so that he would continue.

The cold wetness against your sensitive skin made your body tingle a little, James' lips brushed deliciously having made it feel so fucking good, his hand went down and pushed one of your thighs open, the wet spot on your panties gave away how horny you were, he smiled haughtily and slipped his fingers under the fabric to proceed applying pressure to your clit.

A squeal came from your mouth and you couldn't help but pull harder on James' hair, causing his mouth to crash against your nipple, the ice burning the little mound which caused a wave of moans; it felt so good, you arched your back for more of that stimulation as you rolled your hips, looking for him to play with your sensitive spot.

"That...seems to feel good, huh?" his voice has a playful tone to it as he licks the water from his lips, you give him a soft smile and that's when he has you lay back, he spreads your legs and putting another ice in his mouth, he goes for your pussy. The cold sensation against your warm folds is almost too much to bear, you scream out his name and grab the sheets, his cold tongue crawls up your slit until he starts to thrust into your hole, he eats you with the ice still in his mouth, the melted drops sliding down the crack of your ass and making you tremble with pleasure, two of his fingers massaging your clit.

"James...I'm close" you gasp, closing your eyes as you feel the familiar tingle heralding your climax. Suddenly, you feel two fingers enter you, you didn't know at what point he had stuck them in the bowl with ice so they were completely cold inside you, they moved quickly hitting the sweet spot inside you, it was all it took for you to come spurting all over his fingers and mouth.

Your eyes were slightly averted as you came to, little spasms crossing your hips as you breathed hard. When you managed to focus your vision, you saw the mess you had made on James' face, his chin was dripping with your cum and yet he was grinning from ear to ear as he licked his lips, tasting you.

"As soon as you recover, I want you to suck me with a cold mouth baby" You caressed his cheek and giggled dumbly, giving him an affirmative look. Oh, you'll do more than give him a blowjob, he deserved it.

James from 1986 because I know he was a little shy but he would be horny all the time.

#I had to read some articles #because I had no idea how to write temperature play #It was...educative #i would let him do anything to me #james hetfield #jaymz #james my beloved #james mop era #james hetfield smut #kinktober 2023

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softcitrus2345 · 6 months

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WE'VE GOT A BARLEYROSE DOUBLE FEATURE TODAY, LADS!! >:DDD

14. Painting - Ambrose is actually a writer, not a painter, but wanted to try a hand at some figure painting for no reason in particular.. ;3c Barley's a very handsome guy and he knows it, I loved drawing his smug little expression XP

15. Werewolf/Sweater Weather - I combined both prompts for this day since they fit into the drawing I had in mind! Barley and Ambrose sleeping under the falling leaves on a full moon Before he transforms, he lets Ambrose wear his sweater, which is just a bit oversized, to keep him warm through the night. Barley still kept his scarf, even if he didn't really need it with all his extra insulation and fur~

I wish I was Ambrose here, he's basically sleeping on a giant heated pillow and wrapped in his boyfriend's cozy sweater, if that isn't peak coziness and safety, I don't know what is 😭💖💖💖

These two prompts were just meant for them, I love these two dorks so MUCH

#feedist kinktober #softcitrus barley #honeyfangz ambrose #ssbhm #male weight gain #oc interaction #oc fluff #chubby werewolf #werewolf oc #G/t #m/m romance #fall vibes #comfort #yall have no idea how happy they make me

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oodlezsinbin · 7 months

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Day 13, freaky friday. Lifting weight is easier when you have the muscle to support it lol

#feedist kinktober #belly kink #weight gain #male weight gain #chub kink #my chonk arts #Blake //#Caspian //#I know I drew something similar for april fools but it's fine.#I wanted to do tentacles but I didn't have an idea plus I really like how this came out so it's fine

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sooniebby · 7 months

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𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

2023

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝟭: 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗯𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻/𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴/𝘀𝗲𝗺𝗶 𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰

Your boyfriend just loves to see you whimper on his thighs.

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝟮: 𝗣𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘅/𝘃𝗶𝗿𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆/𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴

You really want to prove to your friend that you’re straight.. too bad your girlfriend calls during it

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝟯: 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝘂𝘀𝗲/𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗲/𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴

Maybe doing a bet with your perverted friend was a bad idea.. or maybe not, he’s pretty good at fucking you..

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝟯: 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲/𝗲𝗱𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴/𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗴𝗲

Sex with a random stranger at a Halloween party is so cool… but uh.. why does his fangs actually hurt?

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝟰: 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀/𝘀𝗶𝘇𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲/𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴

Your sister’s ex boyfriend seems really into you… and you just can’t refuse~

𝗪𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝟰: 𝗔/𝗕/𝗢, 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴/𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗺𝘂𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻

Your boyfriend slips into his rut out of nowhere… let’s hope you can handle him~

#bottom male reader #x male reader #sub male reader #oc x reader #male reader #smut ideas #mlm ns/fw #kinktober #masterlist #kinktober 2023

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wrathofrats · 7 months

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I am here to request a part 3 to that Angsty SwissDew Phantom fic going on if you have more ideas 👀 -🌱

Yes I promise Swissdew make up, I won’t leave them like that for too long.

Here’s for everyone yelling at me to fix them. This is technically part 3 in this weird saga.

I made it worse before I made it better BUT I DID MAKE IT BETTER SO

(For those who are used to my usual insanity around here, trust me I’m working hard for October, I hope you’re excited!!)

You can read the first two parts here and here

They don’t speak for days. Swiss too ashamed of his actions to face dew, and dew is too embarrassed over his outburst to face Swiss. They both mull over the situation the entire time they’re apart. Itching to speak to the other but wondering if the damage had been done, if they’ll accept the others apology.

Swiss knows he’s in the wrong. It’s a feeling that eats at him because although he’s never been one that can’t admit his faults, this one makes him feel ashamed of himself. The countless mistakes that all piled on top of dew to handle and he didn’t even take the time to sit and talk with him anymore since aethers been gone. He’s barely made the time to sit with himself to handle his own emotions.

Swiss knows it was a stupid approach to try and ignore losing such a close packmate. The idea that if you never stop doing things you won’t have the time to truly sit with your grief. It’s why he’s been so clingy to phantom. It’s why he’s taken on extra work around the abbey. It’s why he’s been ignoring dew.

Dew took an opposite approach, something much more self destructive. He lets the grief eat away at him until he’s a sad shell of his former self because in dews mind what’s the point if his closest pack mate isn’t there?

He can’t act normal because nothing is normal anymore. It never will be.

Opposite ends of an equally destructive path and it’s no wonder they both don’t know how to act around each other anymore. Swiss doesn’t see dew in those less than firey eyes anymore and dews been convinced that Swiss has dropped him like a broken toy, too damaged to play with.

Swiss still sees aether in dew. Small pieces that put his heart in his throat and squeezes his lungs because he knows dew will fight tooth and nail for every last bit of him.

The books that stay on his night stand, no doubt being picked through night by night. Dew hoping if he throws himself into the literature aether loved he can gain enough of him back to quell the ache in his stomach.

The cologne he wore everyday has now become a room spray, the scent sometimes wafting under the door.

He’s even kept the last cup aether used to drink water in his room on the nightstand. When mountain tried to take it to help clean up the mess of dews greiving he received a long gash through his arm, dew screaming at him to not touch it.

And after all of this Swiss still never tried to help.

His stomach continues to hurt.

Phantom reminds him of aether too. The light in his eyes while he learns, the smell of quintessence, swiss realizes that that’s why he’s been clinging so hard. He’s been trying to relive his friendship through the new ghoul.

The look in dews eyes starts to make sense to him. A painful glare in their direction because dew thinks he’s trying to replace aether. It’s why he yelled when phantom came in. It’s why he freaked out when he saw them. It’s why he can’t even look at the poor younger ghoul. It’s why Swiss looked so frightened when he witnessed this, because he’s not looking at phantom as phantom. He was looking at him as aether.

It’s a hard debate between telling himself dew needed him and that dew was going to destroy himself no matter what he did to prevent it.

Dews also one of his closest friends. And even if he was going to hurt himself trying to cope with the trauma, Swiss is damned if he’s going to sit around and simply let him.

He hopes it’s not too late.

Dew doesn’t take the situation that happened between them well either. Already feeling abandoned by Swiss and then he looks at him like he doesn’t even know him. Dew feels like he’s not himself anymore. Merely a puppet or a cheap imitation. He doesn’t find joy in many things anymore, he barely leaves his room. He feels like a burden with his heavy emotions, like he’s too much and that must be why Swiss doesn’t talk to him.

He wonders if he was wrong. If he lashed out too harshly. Did he deserve it? To be treated like he needs magic to fix him? Did he deserve to be treated like he needs fixing?

Does he need to be fixed?

A fire claws at his throat at the thought.

Dew jumps when he hears a knock. No one really checks on him too much anymore when he gets like this. He’s assumed to want to be left alone.

“Please let me in” Swiss says. It sounds like he’s being crying.

“Ok” dew calls timidly. He debated staying silent, or even just begging him to leave. But it’s hard to say no to someone he loves and has missed so deeply.

“I want to apologize”

“You don’t have to”

“But I do. I hurt you and that’s not ok. Please let me explain it to you” Swiss moves closer to dew, tests the waters.

Dew just nods slowly in response.

“I’m sorry I abandoned you. You didn’t do anything wrong. I was scared and didn’t want to handle my own grief and you got the bad end of that stick and you don’t deserve that.” He starts

Tears prick at dews eyes when he says you don’t deserve that, it should be an obvious statement but to hear it outloud is vindicating and more than he could ask for at this moment.

“You needed me and I spent my time with someone else instead of helping you when I knew you needed it. I still see a lot of aether in you, and it didn’t know how to handle it. I ran instead of being rational.”

Swiss looks like he’s crying too. It hurts to admit everything. How terrible he’s been.

“I tried to fix you with magic, I wanted old you back and i didn’t try to care for you to get that back, I wanted to do it the easy way and again you don’t deserve that. You don’t need fixed dewdrop.”

you don’t need fixed dewdrop

Dew hiccups at the words

“I’m sorry. I love you. I love and care about you so much and I’m going to do better if you’ll let me” Swiss looks back up. Both are crying heavily.

Dew just nods and collapses into the multi ghoul. He’s warm and smells of bergamot. The arms that wrap around him feel like home again and dew realizes how much he’s missed this.

Swiss tries to hold onto him for dear life. Like he may change his mind if he doesn’t.

The wound is still fresh and open but for now they just lay in dews bed together. Limbs wrapped around each other and sweet nothings whispered into soft skin.

Things haven’t been solved. But swiss is just happy to have his fire ghoul back in his arms.

#I have so many words ideas #yes I’ll make them worse again later #idc this is my blog I’ll fuck them over how I please #I say in between rapid writing smut #I hope y’all are ready for KINKTOBER WOOOOO #anyways!#the band ghost #ghost #nameless ghouls #ghost bc #fanfic #swiss ghoul #wrath writes #dewdrop ghoul #angst

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hansols-yoda-boxers · 2 years

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Oct 17th [Bang Chan + Edging]

[9:13] Your tease of a boyfriend was being nice. Very nice. Too nice.

He liked to play with you. He liked to take his time. You knew in the end he would always make you feel good but you had to go through a lot to get there. He never made it too easy for you to get to your orgasm. Even if he never outright said it you knew he loved when you started squirming and whining and you could always see just how much it stroked his ego when you started sweetly begging him to touch you properly and make you cum.

So the fact that he had so easily taken you into his lap, fingering you open. The fact that the second you had asked for more he gave it to you. The fact that he was listening to every little thing you wanted and you didn’t have to whine or beg at all for any of it was… suspicious.

Even your lust-addled brain could tell something was up. He was a little too sweet. It was too soon for him to be sinking you down onto his cock and letting you control everything. He never let you just cum so easily. He couldn’t help making you whine just a little bit. He couldn’t ever help himself. So your nerves were mounting as you mounted him, bracing yourself on his shoulders and biting down onto your lip to stifle the sounds that were on their way out anyway.

“Feeling good, baby girl?”

Were his words a trap? If you said yes would he stop you from moving with that cheeky, smug grin he always had? Or if you said no would he lift you off and tell you that since you weren’t enjoying yourself you could just stop? You didn’t even know if he was playing mind games or just being sweet. Either way a moan tumbled past your lips and he seemed satisfied with that. Chan’s hands squeezed your hips as he leaned in and captured you in a deep kiss. At least he was just a little desperate with his kisses, at least he wanted release too. Maybe he was just that horny, enough to let you get off without making you work so hard for it for once.

You started to carefully grind down on him. Despite how needy you were feeling, you didn’t want to move too fast too soon. You loved being close to him like this, chest to chest, straddling his lap, feeling his hands on your hips and his moan dying on your tongue. But even so you couldn’t kick the thought that he was not going to let you have what you wanted. So you tried to move slowly, savoring the moments and trying to tell yourself he might not realize when you were about to cum.

Chan kissed your jaw before slipping down to kiss at your neck. You let out a quiet string of moans as you moved just a little faster and started to swirl your hips instead. Each movement made the coil in your core curl tighter, made your body tense just a little bit more. You tried not to let it show in your moans, keeping your body moving at the same pace on his cock and quietly cursing yourself as you started to clench around me.

Chan nipped at your ear. “Do you want to cum on my cock, baby girl? Fuck, I wanna feel that.”

Some part of your brain was yelling to still be suspicious but he was basically telling you to cum now and your body was far less willing to exercise caution. You started grinding down on him quickly, a string of curse words falling off your lips. Chan let his head fall back as he let out a groan that sent even more arousal rushing through you. Everything in your body pulled tight as your moans climbed higher and your gripped Chan even more tightly in a silent plea to cum with you.

Suddenly his hands pressed down hard on your hips. Your hips jolted as he stopped you, not letting you move any more and even though his head was back, sweat on his skin and chest heaving, his lips curled into a grin that made you whine.

“No! I was so close,” you sounded exactly as desperate as you felt and you could see in his expression as he tilted his head up to look at you just how much he enjoyed it as you squirmed and tried to start moving again. In one, smooth movement he held you to his chest and rolled you over, onto your back, before bracing himself on the bed and pressing up just enough to look at you.

“I know,” he hummed. “You sounded so cute.”

“Why did you stop me?” You whined, hitting his arm weakly to emphasize your displeasure.

“Because you’re even cuter when you pout,” he grinned.

“You’re a j-jerk, you know that?” Your voice stumbled as he started to slowly and shallowly thrust into you.

“I just love all of your reactions,” he leaned down and pecked your lips. “Is that a crime?”

“You want me to suffer.”

He gave you a much deeper thrust and your eyes fell closed as a moan tumbled past your lips. In spite of yourself you back arched off the bed and he chuckled.

“It sure sounds like you’re suffering, baby girl.” He teased.

“Why c-can’t you be a nice b-boyfriend?” You muttered, trying to keep your voice even as he kept the pace with the deep thrusts, already bringing you close to your edge again from the slow motions.

“I’m nice,” he hummed, pressing kisses across your cheeks. “I want you to feel as good as you can and isn’t it so much better after I make you wait for it.” You let out a gasp as he picked up his pace, your hands gripping his arms tightly as each thrust brought a wave of pleasure. “It’s okay to be patient, baby girl. I promise it’ll feel so good. Don’t I always make you feel good?”

You held onto the last shreds of indignation by not responding and instead focused on the way your body was tensing again. You could feel the build again, bringing you to your edge and you tried to control your reactions but you couldn’t help the way your nails dug into him and your thighs tightened around him as you got right to your edge.

In an instant, Chan stopped moving. A chuckle fell off of his lips as you let out the loudest flustered whine yet and he held your hips still so you couldn’t get any more sensation.

“Come on, Channie please,” You whined.

“Oh now my girlfriend is being nice to me?” He laughed.

“You got what you wanted,” you said. “You got to see me whining, now make me cum!”

Chan pouted at you. “Oh, you’re not being nice.”

You let out a heavy sigh before giving him the biggest doe eyes you could that he could never resist. “Channie, please.”

“Maybe I don’t want to now.” That statement was a damn lie on account of him still being ball-deep in you cunt.

“Channie,” you put on a sing-song voice, cupping his cheeks making eye contact with him. “Won’t you come with me? It’ll feel so good.”

His lips twitched into a smile before he leaned in and gave you a kiss. His hips started to move again as you wrapped your arms around his neck. “I can never truly resist you, baby girl.”

#the way i was so tired when i got this i knew he was gonna be annoying #i had fun #also i dont wanna see yall tagging this as dom chan i worked so hard to not making a boring or generic dom chan idea #i worked so hard guys ksajdhsa #timestamp #kinktober 2022 #stray kids imagines #stray kids smut #skz imagines #skz smut #bang chan smut #bang chan imagines #chris bang smut

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