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sennamybeloved · 16 days
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ilove thor. i love thor so much
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lotusneedsserotonin · 2 years
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thinking about my f/o <3
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bbcphile · 7 months
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We’ve talked a lot in Mysterious Lotus Casebook about the importance of the Eastern Sea beach, but I just realized that waterfalls also play a really important role in the show, especially as related to Di Feisheng! Di Feisheng’s interactions with waterfalls reflect his past memories of and feelings for Li Xiangyi and hopes for the future with Li Lianhua.
Immediately after his enthronement ceremony, Di Feisheng escapes to a private gorgeous waterfall to drink wine and reminisce about missing Li Xiangyi and how empty things feel without him. The waterfall is beautiful, secluded but with good sightlines, and sensorily soothing (smell and sound of moving water)—everything the Di Fortress wasn’t—so it is probably one of the few places he can actually decompress. He certainly seems more at home there than he does in the alliance headquarters or at his training grounds, given his occasional half-smile and more relaxed body language replaced the crossed arms, loose fists, rigid posture, and hypervigilance to his surroundings he often has. Given his usual discomfort in new places, his comfort at this waterfall suggests that he’s spent time here prior to entering seclusion, especially since Wuyan knew to meet him there. Once we learned about the extent of his trauma, I’d assumed that this private waterfall functioned as a safe space–for any of you lucky enough to have not needed PTSD therapy, it means a place you can visit or imagine to calm down and ground yourself in the present if you’re experiencing flashbacks or other symptoms, and moving bodies of water are common choices–and that it was comforting because of the space itself and not because of any associations between waterfalls and memories of Li Xiangyi.
But then Di Feisheng visited a waterfall in the back hill of the Sigu sect (!!!) three times in three episodes (!!!), which make waterfalls even more overtly associated with Li Xiangyi. For the first instance, he meets Wuyan at the Sigu waterfall after he failed to break into the prison there. Di Feisheng must have spent time there in the past in order to have suggested it as a meeting spot for Wuyan in the first place, and it must have been a secret that he knew about it for it to not have already been crawling with guards after he defeated the entire sect leadership. This is the first big suggestion that he and Li Xiangyi had spent significant amounts of time alone together at the waterfall before the East Sea battle 10 years ago, and that he still treasures those memories. The fact that Di Feisheng spends the scene staring with overt longing at the waterfall, even while Wuyan is talking to him, makes this reading seem even more likely. It might also explain why he loves his own private waterfall, if waterfalls and memories of happy times with Li Xiangyi are so inextricably linked.
Di Feisheng leaves the waterfall that reminds him of Li Lianhua just long enough to save the man himself by taking Qiao Wanmian “hostage” and proposing a prisoner exchange at the gazebo on the back hill of the Sigu sect. This gazebo is, of course, right next to the waterfall he couldn’t take his eyes off, so back to the waterfall he goes.
After having deposited Qiao Wanmian at the gazebo, Di Feisheng resumes staring at the waterfall, not taking his eyes off it during his entire conversation with Wuyan, which is, like the conversation at his own private waterfall, mostly about wanting Li Xiangyi in his life. It’s no surprise, then, that everything Di Feisheng does at the waterfall is to try to win back Li Xiangyi’s trust: first, he protects Li Lianhua’s identity by claiming his own Beifeng Baiyang cured a-Mian’s poison, and second, in freeing the subordinate who can prove to Li Lianhua that the Jinyuan Alliance was framed for Shan Gudao’s murder, he gives Li Lianhua proof that he didn’t betray his trust or break the peace treaty. With the prisoner exchange, then, the waterfall becomes more than just a reminder of his memories of Li Xiangyi: it becomes the site of two acts of service (Di Feisheng’s main love language) designed to restore Li Lianhua’s trust and their former intimacy to what it used to be.
The last time we see Di Feisheng and the Sigu sect waterfall is when he’s been poisoned with Wuxin Huai and is struggling to stay conscious and about to lose his memory: he carves “find Li Lianhua” on his palm with a rock, then stumbles past the very gazebo he’d placed the formerly poisoned Qiao Wanmian in and into the water, hoping it will carry him to where Li Lianhua can find him. The entire time he’s writing and then walking, the waterfall is behind him, but as he begins to lose consciousness, he twists before he hits the water, which means that he’s facing the waterfall as the current carries him away. This scene perfectly and heartbreakingly shows the connection between waterfalls and Di Feisheng’s memories of Li Xiangyi, which he knows he’s about to lose from the poison; you could even read the way he wants to float down the river while facing the waterfall, even though he’s unconscious and unable to see it, as his trying to hold onto his memories of Li Xiangyi for as long as he can, by facing the waterfall that represents him until it’s gone from view. 
The Sigu Sect waterfall then becomes a literal safe space when he has nowhere else to go and when he’s being hunted by his own people (a nightmare that must have at least in part reminded him of his time at the Di Fortress). For him to trust it to carry him safely while unconscious, given his trauma history, he must be so familiar with it from his time with Li Xiangyi that he would know both where the waterfall would spit him out, and that the area is secluded enough that no Jinyuan alliance members would find and kill him. In other words, the Sigu Sect waterfall brings him the same sense of safety, familiarity, comfort, and protection that Li Xiangyi/Lianhua himself provides, and he entrusts his unconscious body to its waters just as carving his name into his palm entrusts his body to the man himself.  
It’s no wonder, then, that Di Feisheng’s fainting into the Sigu Sect waters is a literal trust fall that he hopes will carry him from the waterfall that embodies past memories with Li Xiangyi to Li Lianhua himself; he knows Li Lianhua will help and protect him as the water did, and hopes that he will regain not only the memories of Li Xiangyi, but also the trust of Li Lianhua, and perhaps, an even closer intimacy than they once had by the Sigu Sect waterfall.
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lovey-dovey-lotus · 11 months
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kicking my feet and imagining domestic and wholesome scenarios with all my f/o’s while listening to love songs is a whole mood and im loving it
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arsene-fixates · 1 month
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hewwo… what’s ur favorite thing(s) about the informant? (this is @lotusdearest )
One of my favourite things is how witty he can be I know I talked about it the other day but I have got to compile all the times he has said something silly ^_^
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The way he calls Carl “beloved lord” makes me giggle so much because Carl has done so many terrible things and has accused informant of being the villain like twice (he literally cannot catch a break)
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HE CAN BE SO SILLY
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this one genuinely made me burst out in laughter when i was doing this
for context we were chasing someone and i was riding a bike with him behind me & the person was getting away AND WE WJGKSMTS WE GOT ON THE RAMP 👍 “I HOPE THIS CHASE DOESNT SEND US TO THE HOSPITAL” I LOVE THIS GUY
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this one’s one of my favourite things he has said but “i’ve heard interesting stories about you” Is So Funny because at that time, there were horrible rumours being spread about me
(practicing dark magic/setting a tree on fire/sinking a ship/townspeople sending letters to the mayor about how scared they are)
my other favourite thing about him is his psyche, his thought process…. his mind can be so beautiful i’ve talked about it a lot.
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dylanconrique · 1 year
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my hold on buffy continues since now i obviously need to be watching the peripheral, thanks @interstellarbeams for getting me hooked!!
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mimic-of-hysy · 2 years
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thinking about sitting in uno’s lap and he wraps his big long braid around my waist saying “there. trapped right where i want you” and puttin a little kiss on my forehead. bc i am hanging on by three threads right now and two of them are uno related
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pinknipszz · 3 days
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“hello sweet precious,” you croon at the warm bundle in your arms. hardly three weeks old, it fusses a little when you lift the sand-washed silk to gush over its bonny face. “i wish i could keep you forever. you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
the summertime sun is your company—aside from the newborn babe and your ichor-stained husband, who meditates beside you on the decorated blanket with his legs crossed, an ankle over his shin in quarter lotus. the air is thick with the smell of fresh-cut fruit. there is sake too, brewed in oak barrels, courtesy of uraume.
you lean over the edge to pluck a white iris from the earth. a wail comes from underneath you at the sudden movement, but you hush it quickly and say: “this flower makes for exquisite perfumes that smell sweet and slightly herbaceous. i want to wrap you in silk that is exactly this color.” 
roused from his thoughts, your husband cracks an eye open, leering. “do not waste any more energy on that wretched vermin.” his voice rumbles in the cavity of his cruel, muscle-bound body, each word punctuated by equal amounts of scorn. “it does not matter what kind of silk you wrap it in, wife. i will get rid of it later.”
you huff and turn your sweeping gaze over the vast expanse of scattered flowers. right. you did not give birth to the thing in your arms—a servant did. a foolish one who had slept with the arborist who trims your chestnut trees, or so uraume had told you over barley tea. you had been delighted; your husband, not so much. 
but a small part of the king of curses is still human, still weak to the whims of his darling wife, so he let you keep the parasite that had been propagated by his bastard servants. you lean against his imposing figure and sigh woefully. something must have changed his mind. “will you bring it back to its parents?” 
a large tongue peaks through the gash in his stomach as he settles into a more comfortable position, picking up a plate of tangerines and throwing a few slices into his mouth. you watch him bite into the soft flesh with sharp teeth, already copper-stained from his recent venture. “no,” he says. “i will eat it.”
you understand him, then, and peer up into the sky. your vision burns a bit just to see the summertime sun perched perpendicular to the horizon, high above maple trees where kodama and kitsune come alive. when a plump slice is brought to your lips, you briefly wonder if tangerine tea would pair well with iris.
a question dances on the tip of your tongue, and your husband, in all of his omniscience, seizes it with a searing kiss before you can lock it away and throw the key. you cannot help but mirror the wicked grin on his face.
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(masterlist) | (a/n: morally gray reader ig? anyways the baby doesnt have a specific gender but there were subtle hints that it was a boy if anyone caught them. also there was more to this but I got lazy. rip!) tag: @lem-hhn
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daddy-suguru · 1 year
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𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 ❥ 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ❥ explicit, praise/encouragement, heavy breeding, hint, squirting, fucking in lotus position, soft!suguru, suguru wants to start a family, cockwarming, overstimulation
“You can do it for me, I know you can. Your always such a good girl for me. Come on sweet mama gush on my cock and balls.” He squeezes your hips tighter, lifting you off his cock before slowly sliding you down. While your legs softly presses up against the sides of his waist.
Dragging your nails down his chest while his cocks rub your sweet spot. While he groans, “I want to feel that pretty tight soft pussy gush around my cock while I breed you ma, I make you a beautiful mommy.” The soft sweet smile on his lips and gentle loving look in his dark eyes. Along with his strands of his hair falling out of his man bun.
You lean in and press your lips to his and he parts his lip, urging you to do the same. His tongue slips into your mouth the moment you part your lips. And he groans into the kiss while you clench yourself around his throbbing cock.
The curve of Suguru hitting every right spot making the building pressure between your legs snap. And your gushing on Suguru’s thick, veiny cock. Your cum trickling down his balls and onto the bed.
“Told you, you could squirt for me, good girl. Milk my cock with your tight pussy just like that mama.” His thigh cum spurts into your pussy. His arms flexing as he bounces you quicker on his cock, overstimulating you and himself.
His eyes roll back as he bites into his bottom lip. While he leans back onto the fluffy white pillows. And he stops bouncing you, letting you sit on his cock while catches his breath.
Smirking at you before saying, “I love you so much sweet mama, how about we sit like this for a while. You can lay on my chest while I keep my cum in your pussy till I breed you again. Since I have to keep filling you up with more of my cum till your belly swells and your tits start dripping milk for my baby and I.”
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muneater · 2 years
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EDDIE & HIS FAV POSITIONS ™ ┊𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧.
๋ rated. m for mature, minors do not interact.
MISSIONARY — a certified classic. contrary to popular belief that missionary isn't really anything to write home about, eddie was a man who was big on intimacy, it was of importance to him. he liked the idea having you so close to him, the unwavering eye contact, the sweet whispers, watching how you completely give into him while he fucks you into oblivion.
LOTUS POSITION — for that feeling of maximum intimacy of course. he likes how much of a better reach he has when you're on top of him like this. he has you practically reeling, clinging onto him sputtering nonsensicals in his ear while plunges his cock so much deeper, rubbing against that soft spot spongy within you over and over until you're gushing around him.
COWGIRL — as much as eddie enjoyed having you under him, he loved having you on top of him. he didn't mind relinquishing that control from time to time letting you take the reins, if anything he actually preferred it. he loved how greedy you got when it came to riding him, how wildly your hips bucked while you fucked yourself on him without abandon, how seemingly easy it was for you to take what you needed from him and how willing he was to give it to you.
REVERSE COWGIRL — and don't even get him started on how obsessed he is with the sight of you losing yourself on top of him, your plump ass undulating with every slam of your hips down onto his own, how he secretly but not so secretly enjoys the bite of your nails digging into his thighs and how staggered your breath becomes when you're about to reach your end.
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sennamybeloved · 18 days
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this fucking image makes me think of kratos so much
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lotusneedsserotonin · 2 years
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bro i love you/p for coming up with this, this is amazing
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poppy-metal · 5 months
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thinking about riding jordan. nn nd how different it would be in their fem vs their masc form :( cant get them out of my head
masc!jordan is so desperate i think. hands gripping your thighs, rings digging into your skin, mouth dropped open as ur bouncing up n down on their cock. groaning with every shift of your hips, all "shit, that perfect fucking pussy. takin' me so good.", head dropping back. let you do what feels good for you, encourage you even--hands moving up to your hips to help your frantic little movements, rubbing across your stomach, your pretty tits. slipping down to play w your clit, big brown eyes lookin up at you--groaning out "god- fuck. need you to cum on this dick, baby, c'mon- give it to me-" and the way u clench around them, gushing all over their cock has their eyes rolling back. hips grinding up into yours. "fuck, gnna let me cum in you? let me fill up this little cunt?" and how could you say no :(
fem!jordan... well. you're not the one calling the shots, that's for sure.
think their hands would be on your ass, rocking you against their strap--scoffing at the way you whine, eyes rolling back n grinbding down onto them. n they're groaning, the friction against their clit leaving them dripping--and the way they talk to you is cruel, really. "look at you. bouncing on my cock like a bitch in fucking heat." hands groping every part of you they can reach--your thighs, your waist, sharp slaps on the skin of your ass--everywhere. biting at your neck, your collarbones, marking you up. leaning back so they can watch your pussy swallow them whole--watch you cream around their strap, slick dripping down it. the way it rubs against their clit driving them nothing short of crazy. "filthy puppy. gonna cum, hm? c'mon, cum on daddy's cock." watch you fall apart on them, watch your mouth fall open, your hips jerking n shuddering. your shaky movements pushing them over the edge, eyebrows furrowing and mouth dropping open when they come :( im gonna die
-🦸‍♀️
i can't rest. you've come after my neck once again.
the contrast,,,,, with masc! jordan its closer to the lotus position, they can't resist sitting up till their chest to chest with you. arm around your back holding you to them. anchoring you to them, helping you rock back and forth on their lap, on their cock. its so intense like this, being so close to them and so full and jordan always looks at you like you're so pretty it hurts, mouth pitched open, eyebrows scrunched together. "feels so good. you always feel so fucking good, baby - shit -" kissing them wet and filthy the closer you get to coming, hands in their hair as you rock faster and faster. "come on-" they encourage when they feel that slick pussy milking and squeezing down on them, lips feverish on your cheek, nose, side of your neck - "get there, sweetheart. let me feel it - you're so close - ride it out, that's it - fuck - m'gonna fill you up so fucking good."
fem!jordan.... you're on top but there's no sense of control, even if you're using their shoulders as leverage to drag your cunt up and down on their strap, jordans the one gripping your ass. like really gripping it too, fingers inching between your cheeks, spreading them and jiggling the flesh in their palms. "fuck that's good - look at you fucking take it." their gaze is cast downward, between your bodies watching the silicone cock as it dissappears n reappears out of your slippery cunt. biting their lip because the sight alone could get them off but fuck it helps that the harder they slam you down the more pressure it puts on their clit. "pussy just swallows up dick, huh? getting my shit all fucking sloppy - messy girl. shit - " its hard not to make a mess when you're being bounced on them like a ragdoll.
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lovey-dovey-lotus · 11 months
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having my f/o’s play with my hair and cuddle me would be so nice rn
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ninjakk · 19 days
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Hey!!
I recently saw someone claim that Wei Wuxian was starved of conversation on his journey to Yiling with Lan Wangji and Wen Ning and so board he needed to chat to people before they ascend the mountain. I hadn't really noticed this until it was mentioned. What do you think of that scene?
I love your meta and fics btw. You use your understanding of the novel in your writing and it's just *chef's kiss*
Hi anon 👋🏻
Personally, I've not seen any comments regarding the above - but we can certainly look at the text in question 😊
Let's take a look at the scene in question:
Several days later, they arrived in Yiling.
The Burial Mounds were less than five kilometers ahead of this small town. Although they didn’t know exactly what awaited them there, Wei Wuxian had a feeling it wasn’t anything good. But Lan Wangji was right by his side, his gait steady, his gaze cool. Wei Wuxian had never been one with any sense of crisis to begin with, and with the way Lan Wangji looked, he was even less likely to get nervous at all.
Passing through the small town of Yiling, he was awash in the sounds of the local accent. It was invigorating and incomparably endearing. While he wasn’t planning on buying anything, he couldn’t help but strike up conversations in the local dialect with the street vendors. Only after he’d had his fill of socializing did he get down to business.
“Hanguang-jun, you remember this town, right?”
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So the scene opens with WWX gushing over how safe and happy he feels around LWJ. He's just so thankful to have someone by his side, someone he can fully depend on and is there for him, should he need it. This very much echoes his thoughts from when they began their descent from the Cloud Recesses, at the start of their journey here. For someone nearing the place he met such a gruesome end at previously, he seems incredibly content and calm - all thanks to LWJ. So straight away, we are reminded of how WWX feels around the other man. It's there for a reason, to set the scene. WWX is relaxed and enjoying himself because he's with LWJ.
They have just arrived in a city he is very familiar with. It's the place he both lived as an orphan and frequented as a man while residing at the burial mounds. He is surrounded by the accent of his "home" for the first time in over 13 years and it's making him feel sentimental. I also think it's a great parallel between when WWX finally visits Lotus Pier in the coming chapters and how desolate and subdued the place has become since JC became sect leader.
I think the above reaction is very normal considering the emotional impact it obviously had on him. WWX has already stated on numerous occasions that LWJ makes him happy and he enjoys his company, but he's also very sociable and likes to look around markets and chat with vendors - there's even a scene in the novel which states as such and many other examples. Although WWX is running around chatting and exploring the stalls, LWJ is still by his side. Doing so does not subtract from his obvious enjoyment of having LWJ's unwavering presence.
We see more than enough evidence that WWX happily chats to LWJ and that he, in turn, even responds and asks questions also. There seems to be this mind-boggling misconception that LWJ literally doesn't speak, and if he does he's like some caveman that can't communicate effectively, when it's the exact opposite. LWJ talks when necessary and is very succinct with his words - he's a true gentleman of their time. Of course, in comparison to WWX, he's much less chatty - but when he does talk it's sincere and relevant. WWX loves this about him! He's also an incredible listener and doesn't miss a single thing WWX says, which WWX also appreciates! Hardly anyone listens to all his ramblings and holds them all so dearly!
It's funny, because although WWX chats to anyone and everyone, it's obvious he enjoys conversing with LWJ the most. He treasures the fact they are on the same wavelength and understand each other implicitly 🥰
Aww! Thank you so much anon! I'm glad you are enjoying my meta and fics ❤️
I hope I managed to answer your question! Have a lovely day 😘
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kirbyskisses · 2 years
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kirby’s kinktober (ten)
prince sidon//oviposition (pt. 2)
cw: cervix penetration, eggs, breeding, mentions of pain (it gets better), praise and size kink.
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“fu-uck!!”
you let out a high pitched screech of overwhelming pleasure as sidon’s cock head - pouring with so much cum and lube you can feel it leak out onto your thighs - kisses your cervix. you feel like you can even hear the gushy “chu” sound it makes.
his hand grips yours, again asking if you’d like to stop. his lips, his hold, his voice all so tender.
“n-no. don’t stop. don’t stop!”
it’s the sweetest kind of torture - so full of him until it hurts, and then hurts until it feels good.
he purrs as you clench, letting you reach another of the countless highs you’ve hit in the past several hours.
“my little lotus I’m - they’re c-coming! you’ll feel so beautiful…” his yellow eyes sharpen as he sucks in a breath and then you feel it.
It’s round, gelatinous, and slips past your cervix - sliding through the little puckered ring with a painful wriggle. sidon loses himself momentarily and pushes you under him with an ugly, noisy groan. the change in position and the weight of him shocks you into stillness.
he thrusts and thrusts and thrusts until the thick, liquidy ball is forced through.
“sidon!” you cry out, voice melting.
“good girl. you’ve taken me so well. so well. just stay opened up, my sweet beloved.”
the second slips into you, then the third, all the way up to seven. each is paired with a series of twitch-inducing thrusts and guttural noises from your aquatic lover.
your cervix finally feel relief, body numb from pleasure as he slips out.
“breathe, my sweet. it’s almost over. i’ll be sure to pamper you and our sweet zora clutch, get you nice and clean. just let me fertilize those sweet little things. can you keep your legs open for that?”
you groan out a yes, hand on your midsection which is lightly bloated and made slightly translucent with the light blue radiating off of the jelly-like spheres inside you.
the eggs. god. the eggs.
your and sidon’s little child to be. sure not all seven would get fertilized, but at least one would absorb his milky cum and slide out of you in a few days time, before into hatching into a tiny heir to the zora throne.
you don’t really feel too different, thinking about it until his large hands gently lift you up to put you back onto his throbbing cock.
oh.
oh, they’re moving.
the strange feeling of them, warm and rolling in your womb makes your eyes roll and you moan - you really haven’t felt anything like this before. the strange, blue tinted movement is amplified as your slick covered hole is lowered onto your prince.
it’s reached full length now and you can feel every veiny inch.
“oh, you’re such a dear. look at you taking it all. my sweet, sweet gemstone. let me help you.” rather than bouncing your tired body up and down, sidon bears his pointed teeth with effort and ruts slowly.
he grinds onto you g-spot with a whimper as you wrap your arms around him.
“ah. my sweet, tight goddess. taking all my eggs in your tight womb.” he’s too big and too overwhelmed to even feel you clench and gush on him several times but it brings him to orgasm regardless.
the biggest load you’ve ever felt or seen charges past your moist walls and directly swallowed up into your womb, which closes with a squelch.
“my fertilized queen. i’m sorry that i couldn’t control my amount. it’ll all form into one beautiful child. but for now, they all look beautiful inside you.”
pathetically full, your pussy clenches at his praise before letting him out. hiding his length into his sheath again, he leaves the gentlest kiss he can on your head with a warm purr.
“let’s get you clean. i love you”
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