Too tall for most people to tell I'm actually just some prey

*me, flirting*: would you like to hunt me like a hungry wolf?

Need to be pinned down and torn apart by a girl like I’m the unlucky prey she caught

but what if i was prey and you were hunting me, but i’m a dumb puppy so in my efforts to get away i end up getting stuck in the perfect position for you to mount me. i’d already be in tears, begging you to help me and let me go free, and you’d lie and say oh of course i’ll help… not after knotting me a few times with cum overflowing all of my holes.

what if i cried harder when feeling you stretch out my tight little holes and you licked my face as they fell down?

doing a predator/prey scene with my partner but when she’s about to catch me i sigh dramatically and go “aaand she’s right behind me isn’t she”

oh i’m butch bait, but in the sense that i’m a siren luring you to your doom. butch bait because once i get my claws into you, it’s all over. butch bait in the sense that everything about me is tuned to your desires, to hook you, ensnare you, mesmerize you

i’m butch bait in the sense that you’re my prey

Sparring sessions with Damian would be the worst. He's constantly mocking you, trying to make you lose your edge. And he's quick too, dancing around any punches or kicks you throw. Even when it's obvious you won't win the spar, he still doesn't take you down. He'll let you keep going. Keep struggling till you're a sweaty and exhausted mess.

That's when he'll pounce. Pins you down to the sparring mats, his body straddling yours. You try to buck him off. He just thrusts his hips back down into yours. The bulge in his sweats pressing against you has the fight in you disappearing like smoke. You look up at him, confused, and he merely smirks back down at you.

"Not going to tap out?"

You do, hand tapping the training mat, even as you stare into his emerald green eyes. You don't think you could look away even if you tried.

"Hm, but I think I've earned my reward, don't you?"

It doesn't really matter what your answer is, does it? He likes it when you struggle, after all.

I want soooooo badly to be play with another puppy. We would start off softly nipping at each other while our owners r in the other room, trying to fight for dominance bc we're just puppies n that's how we play!! Eventually, they’ll win the play fight nd push my knees up so my glistening pupcunt is on full display for them!! Unable to resist their natural instincts, they’d end up mounting me and fucking mindlessly into m puppycunt!! Surprising our owners>_< (Could also do this with owner 😵‍💫...)

Please please please let me hunt you down I promise I’ll only kill and eat you a little please please please

hot librarian vs sexy teacher EPIC showdown (REAL)

fearplay and predator/prey is so hot... imagine being chased down by someone you know is faster, trickier, stronger than you, your heart in your throat, blood rushing in your ears, a pit in your stomach.. your mind is only on one thing - escaping. and just when you think you're in the clear, you hear them call your name in a sinister parody of a sing-song, much closer than you thought they were - and then they're on you, tackling you. grabbing you by the back of the neck and shoving your face into the ground, or holding your hands together behind your back, making sure you cant struggle and escape. after all, they caught you fair and square, and they're not letting you go until they're done using their cute little prize.

fuck me like a feral animal, held down while i frantically struggle and scream and bite you, scrabbling against the floor as you press your hands into my back, force your cock into me, and chuckle about how cute i look with blood in my teeth

one of my favorite things about missionary is that i can use that time to really feel my butch. while my focus is usually elsewhere, there are always precious moments, even just seconds, that i can’t help but spend wandering. her shoulder blades, shifting beneath her skin as she fucks me. her arms, solid and strong, one being used to support her weight, the other taut, muscles rippling and flexing as she twists her fingers deep inside me. her mouth works tirelessly too, pressing trails of kisses in a path along my neck, collarbone, my chest, down to tease my swollen nipples. when she adjusts she uses her knees to pin my legs, forcing my thighs to stay spread for her. she thumbs mercilessly at my clit and savors my stuttering gasps. she growls, a breathy sound, deep in the back of her throat. the flicking of her wrist grows quicker when my nails drag along her straining forearm. when i bite down she hisses, but this is her favorite hurt. our favorite hurt. she bites back twice as hard.

bro im bored wanna like chase me thru the woods and pin me down in the dirt while we claw at each other and like messy make out while you fuck me and maybe like you eat me and eat me and eat me or something later tonight its chill if not tho dw man.