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jinkicake · 1 year

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inappropriate affairs

Inappropriate places he likes to fuck you.

Itto, Ayato, Thoma, Tighnari x Reader

A/N: I apologize in advance, this is not nearly as smutty as I wanted it to be. It takes me like 300 words to set up the scene and then I end up getting too lazy to finish it looooollllll,,, i’ll do better i promise (honestly this is not the first tighnari smut ive written.... i have an old draft from when he first came out where he chases you and then fucks you teehee)

WC - 2.3kish

SMUT // NSFW ((reader w a pussy))

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Arataki Itto

“Itto, I swear to every archon that I will kick your ass.” Despite your threats, Itto continues to run his large hands along your sides. There’s a heavy grin spread across his lips as he cups your hip and brings you between his spread thighs. You tightly grip the bars of your cell but your strength is no match for an oni’s.

Yes, a cell since Itto landed the two of you in jail again.

“Easy there,” He laughs loudly, shoulders shaking as his head tilts back against the stone wall of the empty establishment. Ushi moos loudly outside the window, no doubt spilling where every and any exit is to escape from. “don’t be mad at me, pretty-”

You forcefully slap his hand away, swatting at his wrist with a wave of anger that rivals the electricity cracking above from the clouds.

“Ushi, go stay with Kuki.” You whisper yell through the open window covered with bars that you can’t fit through. The cow gives you a determined nod before wandering off to where the rest of the gang must be. You would also be there if Itto had kept his hands to himself. “We are here because you couldn’t keep your dick in your pants, you understand that, right?” Itto nods eagerly and you can tell that he isn’t listening to a word you are saying. He’s staring intensely at you, more specifically at your arms crossed over your chest. If only the leader would have been staring at the officials in front of you instead of your ass then neither of you would have been caught and placed in this predicament.

It’s hard to remain angry as you glare at your boyfriend, you have some sort of idea about what it’s like being distracted by obscene clothing. But, your shorts are nothing compared to his bare abdomen on display every single day. Even now, you find it difficult not to let your eyes drop to his defined muscles and the large tent forming in his pants.

“If we fuck right now, you better stay quiet.” Just like all of your threats to the oni, this one went completely in one ear and out the either.

“Archons, Itto, shut up!” You screech as the large man plows you from behind. Your grip on the iron bars of the cell starts to falter as his thick cock penetrates deep into your cunt. It’s a miracle that you can even stand up straight with the way your legs are shaking. Itto is in his own world as loud moans spill past his lips and ricochet off the walls. Like all things about him, Itto is loud (especially so during sex). His intense thrusts and fast pace causes the entire holding to shake and in the back of your mind, you fear that the whole place is going to come crumbling down. That would be one way to exit.

“Can’t help it,” Itto grunts as his hands tighten on your hips, his head falls back as his balls slap against your ass. The sharp pain makes him wince and ultimately brings him more pleasure than before. “fuck, baby.” With how he is already groaning, you know Itto will cum soon. You don’t think about the consequences of it, not about how his cum is going to leak out of your cunt and dry between your thighs or how you’ll have to face public officials with his cum spilling down your legs.

You’re never going to get out of here.

Kamisato Ayato

“I’m bored. Let me have my fun, darling,” Ayato will be the death of you, you’re sure of it. He’s impossibly stubborn and has a burning desire that only you can satisfy.

But, you can only calm him down so many times per day.

“Your next meeting starts in twenty minutes, I am not trying this right now,” You snap and push away his wandering hands. It will take you at least ten minutes to get your kimono situated properly once again after the damage Ayato has currently done to it. He longs to touch your thighs, hold and squeeze the delicate sums of flesh.

“Thoma, bring in a blanket for the kotatsu.” Ayato in the end always gets what he desires. “It’s quite cold today, isn’t it?” His innocent smile doesn’t go over your head and you watch him with a stern glare as he innocently drinks from his cup.

Thoma greets the two of you with a warm smile and announces the arrival of whom you’ll be spending the next meeting with. The thick blanket is spread across the large table, covering your body from the waist down but Ayato makes no move to turn the heater on.

It comes as no surprise when you feel his touch on your ankle a handful of minutes later. The boring meeting has just begun and he’s starting off with innocent touches. You make it a point to ignore him and try to focus on the commissioner in front of you. Ayato’s gentle strokes of his fingers turn into sensual rubs, a touch that you know all too well. The pads of his fingertips are soft and the pressure is almost like a phantom touch that you would know even through the darkest nights. You know exactly what Ayato is touching in his mind and the innocent look he sends your way does little to calm you down.

You have to bite the inside of your cheek hard to hide the insult resting on your tongue. Ayato’s fingers continue their trip up your legs and between your thighs. When he finally gets to the soft flesh, he gently squeezes with his strong fingers. You know he wants to sigh in relief and react dramatically for the sake of amusing you. For once, you hand it to your husband for being able to remain so calm.

He remains stoic the entire time he drags his finger between your folds, even when his middle digit flicks your clit back and forth just to see you squirm. You wish you could punch him. There is no way you can hide how you’re squirming and no amount of tightly pulling your thighs together can get him to stop. Every time you do something he doesn’t like, Ayato teasingly dips his finger into your entrance. He gives you a breath of relief before ripping it away to taunt you again. It’s a miracle you haven’t started to pant.

You can’t focus on the meeting anymore or what the commissioner is saying. You try to ground yourself with your drink, to wet your throat but even that is impossible as Ayato brings another finger to rub your clit. The pads of two of his fingers cover much more than just one and your hips shift to grind back against them.

“Commissioner, I’m terribly sorry to cut this meeting short but I just remembered I have something I have to finish,” Ayato announces and glances your way, letting your eyes meet as a smirk takes up his face.

Your husband is on you the second the door closes and signals the other man’s departure.

Thoma

The Komori Tea House is surprisingly empty, today is a slow afternoon. You find that along with Thoma, you’re the only two people inside the house.

Even Taromaru is out and about, most likely doing something for the Kamisatos.

It’s no surprise that you start to get handsy with your boyfriend after discovering this revelation.

“We can’t!” Thoma whispers, quietly exclaiming his pleas while trying to push your hands away. “Not here, what if someone comes back?” There is some admiration in his restraint, it almost makes you a little envious.

“Then we’ll stop when we hear them,” You breathe against his throat, lips ghosting over his collarbone. Thoma starts to squirm under your touch and nearly backs up against the wall. There’s an empty space in his lap with your name on it. “we can stop, can’t we, Thoma?” The housekeeper swallows dryly, he can’t guarantee that he could get his hands off of you once he finally starts to touch you. Not even Raiden herself could pull the two of you away from one another. “I know I could,”

The hand you had been teasing him with leaves his thigh to rest on his abdomen as you lean over in his lap. You bring yourself to your knees to level your faces and Thoma fears his heart might be beating out of his chest. He turns into nothing but a puddle of mush when you tease him too much.

However, if you tease him just enough then his restraint will snap like a flimsy string. That’s exactly what you’re looking for today.

“Come on, Thoma,” Your murmur of his name becomes muffled with a kiss as you push your lips against his own, placing the softest amount of pressure. Beside you, Thoma’s hands turn into fists against the tatami floors and his shoulders begin to lightly shake.

Through the kiss, he becomes much more responsive. Thoma starts to kiss you back with fervor, it’s an intensity that pushes you back against the floor with him crawling over top of you. One of his hands holds your wrist above your head while the other loosely grips your jaw. You don’t have any complaints, and if you did then Thoma would be sure to swallow them all. Your eyes roll to the back of your head at the cool feeling of his necklace against your throat. He licks you clean, inserting his tongue into your mouth for a messy kiss that makes you roll your hips up to meet his own. You gasp and whine once you feel his touch through his tight slacks.

“We’re doing this here?” He pulls away to clarify, panting against your lips as he lowers his body to completely cover your own. “You really want to take me here?” Thoma’s hands become just as seductive as your own once were, and trail up your sides to cup your breasts. His eyes darken at the sight held within his palms and the sweet smile you’re used to seeing on his face is covered with a serious stare.

Oh, he’s going to fuck you so good.

In the empty Komori tea house, Thoma will have you screaming his name so loudly that anyone outside can hear. He’ll fuck you against the floor, the table, even the thin walls of the house. He knows you’ll be good for him the entire time since you were the one who started this. You have to take responsibility for what you’ve caused him to do.

Tighnari

“Are we seriously doing this out here?” Anxiety floods throughout your body as you glance over your shoulder to look at Tighnari. The same Tighnari who is currently undressing you. His delicate hands roughly pull and tug at your jacket until the offending piece of clothing falls to the forest floor. “Tighnari,”

Despite your protests, the man continues his advanced work.

“I don’t see anyone around, what’s the harm?” His snappy tone only ushers you to move faster with removing your shorts.

“I’m leaving my shirt on,” You bite back and Tighnari rolls his eyes at the dramatics, purposely yanking on your shirt for emphasis. “really?” The grass underneath you is soft as your research partner pushes you on your back. Gently, he lowers you to the ground before situating himself between your thighs.

“Let’s just get this settled and then move on, okay?” His ears flatten on his head as blood pumps through his veins, he needs you so badly. It’s a miracle that his body hasn’t started to shake with the primal urge to fuck you (not that he can control it). “I’m eating you out first,”

“Are you kidding me?” You barely have the time to refuse, to spit all the curses that you have saved for him before Tighnari lowers himself between your thighs. “We don’t have time for this!” Despite your screeches and protests, he ignores you. Tighnari wholeheartedly ignores you as his mouth waters at the sight of your bare cunt. He can barely help himself.

His tail whips around before wrapping your your ankle, ultimately pulling your leg over his shoulder to keep you still in place.

As much as he hates to admit it, there are some instances where Tighnari needs your help. There are instances where his hand just does not do what it is supposed to do and he craves the touch of his sweet partner. Being Tighnari’s personal cum bucket was not in your job description as fellow forest watcher but, you very quickly learned to love it. You have yet to understand his obsession with pleasuring you when it’s his own needs he should be satisfying but, you don’t really want to know his reasonings. If it has anything to do with the enamored way he looks at you while fucking your brains out, you want no part in it.

“Archons,” You fist your hands in the grass at the feeling of his adamant tongue diving between your folds, his licks increase in intensity no matter how loud you get. In some way, you’re sure that Tighnari eats you out for himself. He enjoys himself too much while pleasuring you, his eyes shut and he looks to be in an utter state of bliss as he dips his tongue into your cunt. His moans rival your own, gentle and quiet in their own way but still loud enough that the sounds ring in your ears.

On top of his head, his ears flick in content as you pull on his straight hair. It makes him act messier with you, sucking on your folds just for show before flicking your clit back and forth with his tongue.

Tighnari wants you to cum, he needs you to cum just as badly as he needs to cum himself.

His gloved hands keep your thighs spread apart so he can continue to work his touch against your clit, sucking and lathering the swollen bud with his spit before kissing it in a way that makes the pit of your stomach drop.

The entire time, you ignore the word ‘mate’ that constantly drops from his lips.

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bandgie · 4 months

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Milking Farm

Chan x Minho x Jisung x fem!reader | MDNI 18+

warnings!: smut, nipple/boob play, lactation, fingering (f!), 4someish, reader's boobs are called udders, cow!reader, reader is called pet, milking

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It's hard to cum now. They're so used to milking you with ease that they don't let you finish anymore.

You're trying so hard to have Chan keep his gloved fingers buried in you. To keep Han and Minho tugging at your breasts to squeeze out every drop. The buckets beneath you are already almost filled up with your milk, but the thought of them stopping wrecks you.

You remember when you used to cum on Chan's digits. Your cream was so wet and warm that he could feel it through the gloves. If you were really good, he'd let you have a taste. Now he pulls his fingers out the moment the buckets fill.

"P-please," it's a soft whimper that leaves you. Your floppy ears flick in anticipation. Your tail swishes unsure behind you, hitting Chan on the arm. He's still pumping his digits inside you. Deep enough to make you clench, but not enough to build that delicious heat inside.

Chan's fingers slow, dragging a whine out of you. "Please what? What's wrong?" There's a hint of concern in his voice. Even if you're not the exact same species, he still treats you with respect.

Even if you're spread out on all fours.

"Cum," you meekly respond. "I wanna cum." You wiggle your hips for emphasis. Your breasts bounce in front of Minho and Jisung. They work diligently on your tits, making sure to squeeze and grope them just right. Still, you could see the outlines of their cock in their pants.

"Cum?" Chan says like it never crossed his mind. "Do you like cumming?"

This makes Minho snicker beside you. His hands play with your breast a little rougher, tugging your nipples more than what's necessary for your milk to spurt out. It feels good.

You turn your head back to nod at Chan. "Yes. I really like it."

The man behind you coos. Your ears twitch in response. He resumes his quick pace, now using his other hand to rub your clit. "Seems like we haven't been treating our pet good, have we boys?" Chan questions the other two.

They nod in agreement. Jisung looks as though he might replace his hands with his mouth. He likes the way your full breasts bounce, and how your nipples seep with sweetness. Truthfully, he’s missed when you came. Your moans sound so pretty to him, arms shaking so much he and Minho have to carry your weight.

"You like it when we play with your udders huh? Naughty pet. I don't think you're supposed to," Minho tuts at you. There's a smirk on his face, one side of his lips turned upwards. "Such a nasty girl. But it's okay, we won't tell anyone."

Your legs begin to shake from the stimulation. You rock yourself back onto Chan's fingers, uncaring for how your tits leak outside of the bucket. They seem to pay no mind to it either, letting you chase the release you've craved for so long now.

There's a soft, gummy spot that Chan hits. Your hips still at the overwhelming pleasure, soft moo's leaving your lips.

"Oh she likes that spot," Jisung licks his lips eagerly. He places his free hand on your shoulder to push you back onto Chan's digits. The fingers slide against that spot once more and you quiver. Arousal leaks down your thighs, adding to the wetness where Chan rubs your clit. He takes it upon himself to please you. His fingers ruthlessly fuck into you, curling them downward.

Your body reacts violently, an arm reaching back to try and slow him down. Chan slaps your hand easily, a soft sting spreading on your skin. "You said you wanted to cum," he sounds stern. "So cum."

But it's all too much. Every part of your body is being touched, everything is so wet. You can't even speak anymore, grunts and moans are all you can manage. You bear it all, the rough pulls on your chest and the relentless pace in your cunt and on your clit. Chan's right, you did ask for this.

And you're their good girl, so you can take it.

The heat builds in your stomach, clawing its way to your pussy. Your moans get louder, your milk streams out steadier. Jisung can't help himself when he leans forwards, catching your nipple in his mouth to suck. He only has a second of pleasure before Minho yanks him off by the hair, irritated.

"You horny fuck. You just fucking contaminated everything." Minho sounds close to a snarl.

Maybe you should get mad, Chan definitely should. But you can't find it in yourself to care when you finally tip over the edge. Hot cum spreads over Chan's fingers. It drips down your hole to your thighs. He pulls out his fingers to collect your cream and shove it back in.

His pace at your swollen lips is slow, but he maintains pressure. It's not until you're reaching back once again that he stops. His fingers slide out, your cum dripping once again. Chan smiles proudly, patting your puffy clit to watch you squirm.

"There baby. We'll make sure to let you cum every time, yeah? Would you like that?"

Chan watches the back of your head nod. Satisfied, he directs Minho to help get you settled comfortably in the bed. When Jisung moves to help, he quickly stops him. "Not you. You got the milk dirty. You're suspended, go home."

You laugh tiredly at Jisung's whines, his milk-stained lips pouting.

a/n: this is something ive been daydreaming about recently. was pretty hard to put into words but I needed to make my dreams a reality. I hope you understand

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trannielove6090 · 24 days

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more writing about tboys being hucows!!

a pretty boy being tied up, hunched over a metal milking contraption with his neck set in place and his breasts dangling. his owner comes up to him, grabbing his face as the boy blushes.

“what a pretty cow you are,” the farmer says, smirking at you. “such a pretty thing for a ‘boy.’ think your pretty udders can take a milking?” you can barely make eye contact, instead dropping your head to avoid his penetrating stare.

he quickly rubs some oil on his hands, coming back over and roughly grabbing at your udders, pinching your teats hard.

“you know what you’re supposed to say.”

“m-moo…” you say quietly, the farmer grabbing hard once more.

“say it louder.”

“moo!” you respond, and he pats you like a good boy before pulling down his jeans, stuffing your mouth full of his cock. he reaches down around you and gently starts massaging your udders as you moan and choke against him.

once he’s had his fill, he takes his cock at, letting you gasp for breath as he sneers at you. “what a pretty slut you are. let’s see if we can take it further.” walking behind you, he rolls the milk machine out, turning it on before bending down beside you.

“good boy,” the farmer says, gently attaching the milkers onto your tits, letting them suction around your areoles. “lets see if a boy cow can really make milk, hm?”

you moan, feeling the milkers latch onto you, beginning to suckle on your tits as you can feel milk beginning to leak out. the farmer laughs, mumbling ‘how cute’ under his breath, as he steps away.

he returns a moment later, walking around you to examine your dripping boy cunt. “think you can take this for me, baby?” he asks, gently pushing a metal end up against your asshole. you cant do anything but moan, the milkers making your breasts lactate and you can feel yourself getting closer. he smirks, humming as he gently rubs lube on you before sliding the anal hook in, it stretching you and touching you deeply as you moan and moo loudly.

“good boy!” your owner says, tieinf the end of the hook around the metal tube above you. the cool metal presses into you, chilling you as you rub against it. the farmer smiles, taking one of the milkers not in use and adjusting it down to your clit, holding it in place until it suctions against you. you wince, the sudden pressure pulling against your tdick as tears trickle down your face.

“good boy,” your farmer hums, coming back to your front end to force his dick down your throat once more. you shake your head to and fro, avoiding it as he pulls your hair and situates you back into place. “you do as i say,” he growls. your mouth is yanked open, and he stuffs your cock down your throat.

the metal, the sucking, the warmth of his cock, it was all too much, and you began screaming and further choking on his cock as you came, squirting all over the place. your juices getting soaked up by the milker, making your milk and squirt mix together in the machine. you start sobbing as you keep squirting, your vision tunneling, making mess after mess as your owner cums down your throat.

one last orgasm, and he takes his cock out, letting you breathe for the first time in minutes. “good slut,” he praises, turning the milking machine off and letting the milkers drop. “pretty boy made so much milk for me. we can’t just put you to pasture, you’ll be making good use with the other cows.”

i was extremely intoxicated when writing this, so i’m sorry for any grammar mistakes :)

#huccow #huc0w #trans t4t #t4t nsft #t4t cnc #t4t bd/sm #t4t breeding #t4t bottom #t4t kink #t4t ns/fw #t4t #lactating kink #ns/fw

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besaya-glantaya · 6 months

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On Alex fighting for Henry

[Apparently I'm not done mooing over these two lovesick homosexuals...]

When Zahra asks Alex if he'd stop seeing Henry, Alex’s answer is an immediate, unwavering "no". Zahra is an important figure in Alex's life. We've already seen that he's willing to do what she asks of him, even if he deeply dislikes like it (i.e., damage control). But this? A flat out no. It's firmly off on the table and Zahra accepts it with a withering "Everytime I see you it takes another year off my life."

Henry's reaction to this is complex. (I missed it the first few times because all my attention was on Zahra or Alex). Whilst Zahra continues to talk to Alex, Henry frowns, drops his gaze and gives a slow sigh. In my mind, he's thinking about how things with Alex are likely to end. Zahra discovering them has likely raised some unpleasant memories of the King doing the same with his previous relationships (Henry replies "not this time" when Bea later asks him if he ended things with Alex because the King found out.) I can imagine Zahra's "How long has this been going on?!" was a particularly brutal reminder of those experiences. So now Henry's thinking that with Alex unlikely to end things, it will inevitably fall to him to break things off, either of his own volition or at the King's order. [As an aside, the fact that Nicholas manages to convey all of this in such a brief moment in an otherwise hectic and comedic scene is truly impressive].

Ultimately, Henry chooses to end things at the lake house without the King's involvement. He explains to Bea that he did this because he realised he was getting too close and he didn't want to hurt Alex more (by leaving it any later). Henry is convinced that a long term relationship is not something he can have.

Not so Alex.

Even though Henry has told Alex he can only belong to someone else "momentarily", Alex doesn't truly accept it. And this means he fights for Henry, in a way no-one ever has.

Alex knows what it means to push back against societal expectations on the daily - it's a core part of who he intentionally strives to be - and he fundamentally doesn't understand why Henry won't choose to do the same. But Henry's never had anyone like Alex, willing to fight for them.

In the V&A, in Alex's arms, Henry feels free to dream. For the first time since he was very young, he truly allows himself to believe that he could have this, have Alex, for real. The sentiment behind Alex's unwavering "no" to Zahra, back in that New York hotel room, is the catalyst for Henry making the same choice: no, I will not give this up.

#red white and royal blue #rwrb #rwrb film #prince henry rwrb #red white and royal blue movie #henry fox #alexander claremont diaz #rwrb thoughts #first prince #alex claremont diaz #henry x alex #nicholas galitzine #taylor zakhar perez

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