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nikkisheep · 2 years

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Steve Harrington x wife!reader

Warnings: BREEDING KINK, daddy kink, honeymoon night, oral (f), wife kink (reader), unprotected sex, heavy dirty talk, slight mommy kink? I think that is all

Waiting until your wedding night was terrifying to you. You weren't sure what to expect. Marrying Steve was amazing and you couldn't wait for the rest of your life to start together.

After the wedding party was over, Steve drove took you to the house before tomorrow you would set out to the airport. Steve could barely keep his hands to himself during the party, as soon as you said "I do" he had his hands all over you.

Walking into the house, Steve pulls you into a passionate kiss. You return the kiss with just as much intensity. Steve's hand rested on the small of your back while the other slide down to grip your bum. You gasp at the feeling and your own hands weave themselves into his styled hair.

"Finally you are mine. Finally get to see what you look like under me," Steve lightly growled into your ear.

"Steve-"

"Going to breed you. Going to feel you with my babies." You moan loudly.

Steve walks you to the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He looked at you with so much love in his eyes. The room was lit from the fireplace, flames creating an orange glow on the two of you. Steve walks up to you and places a sweet kiss on your soft lips. Wetness filled your panties and stuck to your thighs.

"Turn around."

Turning around, Steve placed one hand on your shoulder and the other on the zipper. He leans down and leaves wet kisses on your exposed shoulder. He guides the zipper down the length of your dress and kisses every bit of revealed skin. It was like a drug to Steve. He wanted to kiss every inch of you.

"Fuck, you're beautiful baby." Steve groaned. Kissing you again.

He laid you down before taking off his shirt, muscles flexing while doing so, and crawls between your legs. He kisses you again before moving down to your neck and chest. He pulls down your bra and takes your nipple into his warm mouth.

"Fuck, Steve." You arch into him, wanting to keep your breast inside his wet mouth forever. He took the pebbled bud in between his teeth and bit it softly. You groaned at the feeling of his tongue rolling over the sore nipple. He did the same to the other breast.

"God I can't wait until you are swollen with my children. Going to keep you pregnant forever." Steve said.

"That's right my little wife, you are going to carry our babies and they will be so beautiful. You wanna make me a daddy?"

You moan at the title of "wife".

"Wanna make you a daddy," you cry.

Steve smirks and starts kissing down your body, coming face to face with your clothed heat. He then pushes his face right against you and breathe in your musky but sweet scent. He looks up to you for permission and you nod. Steve takes the hem of your underwear and pulls them down your smooth legs. He kisses his way from your calf to you thighs.

"Daddy, please."

"What did you just say?" He looked like he was even more aroused.

"Daddy. Wanna make you a daddy Steve," You whine.

"Say it again."

"Daddy, please. Make me a mommy."

"It's okay baby, I'm going to make my wife feel so good and then I am going to make you leak my babies forever. Everyday I want you like this."

He stayed true to his promise and licks a broad stripe up your wet pussy and you grab a fistful of his hair. He groans against you, making your hips jut up into his mouth. He kisses your little pink bud and you cry at the pleasure coursing through your veins. He flicks his wet tongue against your cunt and drinks in all of you. Your smell, your taste, your sound, how you look.

"Fuck, taste so good. Such a pretty pussy, going to be even prettier when it's stuffed full of me." Steve brought a hand up to your and slide in one finger. Your hips rutted onto his face and his arm had to hold you down.

"So pretty, my wife is so pretty."

"Daddy, gonna cum."

"Cum for Daddy. Please, cum for me."

Back arching deeply, your orgasm shoots through your body like a rocket. White, hot pleasure wracks through you like a tidal wave and drowns you in it. You don't notice Steve taking off the rest of his clothes.

"Daddy's going to take good care of his wife, going to fill her up with my cum." Steve whispers.

"Get ready cause I ain't stopping until your pregnant."

He slides into your wet hole and he stills long enough for you to adjust. He was so big, the stretch felt so good, that your breathing became even more ragged than before. He started to move when he felt you relax against him, pulling out almost completely before pushing back in. He struck your g-spot everytime. His pace was slow but hard. He was making love to his wife.

"Want your babies, Daddy." You moan.

"Fuck say it again." Your nails scratch down Steve's smooth back, causing him to hiss at the sting.

"Make your wife a mommy. Give me a baby, please." You beg him, legs coming up to wrap around his waist. Your heels dug into his ass while you rocked both of you together. You both let out moans of pleasure, Steve's head thrown back.

"Fuck, your so tight. Can't wait for these tits to become full and heavy," He panted.

"Tell me more," You moan, feeling close to your second orgasm.

"Fuck, wanna see you in a dress with your belly swollen and have little Harringtons running around. Want six of them."

"Six?"

"Want them with you, want all of them with you, fuck."

Steve- Steve, I'm so close."

"Again?"

"Please," you whimper.

Steve's hand lands on your clit and rubs tight figure 8's on it. His thrusts become more rough and quicker in speed. He ruts into you more than fucking into you. His tip abused your cervix and you came for the second time.

"Too much Steve," You whine, trying to move away. His hands pulled you closer.

"One more baby. My little wife wants to be a mommy right? You want me to be a daddy?" Steve coos.

"Too much, hurts."

"I'll make it better." Steve captures your lips and speeds up with his thrusts and his thumb. You whimper into the kiss, oxygen being stolen from your lungs. You cum for the third time and you nearly blacked out.

"Oh, f-fuck," Steve groaned from above you.

He stopped moving after a few more thrusts and stayed inside you.

"Are you going to pull out?" You ask.

"Gotta keep it in you," He smiled.

"So a baby huh?"

"Daddy huh?" He smirked.

"Shut up," you laugh as if his cock was still not inside of you.

"Let's clean up and then we can cuddle," Steve offers.

"But what about making a baby?"

"Oh sweetheart, I have plenty of time to knock you up before we even get back from the honeymoon. In fact, that's my goal."

"What is?"

"To keep you so full of my babies that there is no way you can't be pregnant."

#stranger things #stranger things x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve stranger things #steve x reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x wife!reader #steve harrington breeding kink #steve harrington x reader smut #stranger things smut

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steddieas-shegoes · 17 days

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rip Eddie Munson you would’ve loved yelling “tin roof rusted” at Steve Harrington when he inevitably sang love shack at the top of his lungs anytime it came on the radio just to watch him blush

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #I am indeed talking about Steve Harrington’s breeding kink

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usedtobecooler · 1 year

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dad!steve having the feral urge to breed you immediately after you give birth to your first son )):

let it be known that steve harrington had never been quiet about his urge to have lots of kids and a big family. he’d known since he was a young teenager that was what he wanted — a family of his own, little harringtons running around the yard and causing a ruckus whilst he barbecued and his trophy wife laid on her sun lounger, getting a tan in her pretty bikini. that was all he ever wanted in life, all he could ever remember wanting.

and then he met you. he knew from the get go that you were the one. he wanted to see you with a big pregnant belly, parade you around town and show you off like you were the hottest piece of ass in town (you were, to him). let everybody know he was the one who knocked you up, was the cause of your shapely body, child-baring hips, fatter ass.

you got pregnant not even a month after getting married, because of course you did. steve was insatiable, fucked you at any given opportunity on your fertile days — went as far as showing up to your office and pounding you in the toilet cubicle on your lunch break. you might’ve known you’d both be ridiculously fertile, twenty-somethings fucking like rabbits tended to end up in this situation quickly.

the day he noticed the pudge of your belly looks different, rounded and a little harder than usual, he fucked you so hard you saw stars. whispered sweet nothings in your ear about how sexy you looked, how much your belly turned him on.

the bigger you got, the less he could keep his hands off of you. and you can’t say you complained, the pregnancy hormones drove you just as wild, had your pussy aching and sopping wet for him all the time. steve took advantage of it, of course he did, he would’ve been a fool not to. he’d never been so horny in his life, so desperate for a fuck.

you give birth to a boy. he’s the most precious little guy, has the thickest head of curly hair and his dads pretty brown eyes. you’re both besotted, in love, and you’d never seen steve take to a job as well as he took to being a dad. you knew then he that it was clearly what he was destined to do, and you’d do anything to keep him this happy.

you both love being parents. but the no sex is hard, especially with your whirlwind of hormones, and the fact steve hadn’t gone longer than a day without stuffing your pussy for the last year. you yearned for each other, but headed the warnings your midwife had given you — six weeks minimum, no goddamn exceptions.

he pounces on you the second you get through the door from your six week postpartum appointment, all he needs is your subtle nod of the head and he’s backing you up against the wall — hitches your leg over his hip and grinds into you through the thin material of your panties, sundress slipping up to expose you to him.

he kisses you like a man starved, six weeks of not fucking you felt like a lifetime, and all he wants is to shove his cock in you and fill you with his seed. get you all nice and pregnant with another harrington sprog — and he knows how fertile you are at this stage, knows just one slip up will have you knocked up again and it makes his cock ache.

you’re just as eager for it, of course you are. the sad, stressful healing stage was over three weeks ago and the hormones swirling through your body were showing themselves as sexual frustration. you paw at steve’s loose basketball shorts, tug him closer until you’re slipping the material down his toned thighs, dragging his boxers with them to pool at his feet.

he doesn’t waste time after that, pulling the damp material of your panties to the side and exposing your soaked cunt to the air. you gasp against his lips; feel the thick head of his cock slide in between your folds, running over your clit just barely before he moves back down, pushing the tip into your hole with minimum resistance.

you’re lifted onto your tiptoes with the sheer force of steve slipping his cock into your sweet, wet pussy. he buries his face into your neck and let’s out the prettiest gasp once he’s fully sheathed, stilling for just a moment to make sure you’re okay and nothing hurts.

it’s endearing in an otherwise feral, highly charged situation. you whine a little, hand reaching to card through his messy hair, in hopes it’ll get him to just move. you feel so full, his cock stretching you in this achingly delicious way, and your walls spasm around his length, causing him to grip your thigh just a bit harder.

“fuck, baby. never felt you this wet before, shit,” steve talks like he’s struggling to catch his breath, rocks into you and let’s put a stifled groan, like he’s trying to stop himself from coming on the spot. you feel his cock pulse inside of you, more or less confirming your thoughts.

“need you to move, steve,” you gasp, begging quietly for him to just fuck you. he cranes his neck from his place in your own, looking at you with lust blown eyes, puffy red lips spit-slick, “c’mon, babe. show me what i’ve been missing.”

steve grunts at your words, lifts you up from the ground completely with his strong arms, tapping your thigh twice to get you to wrap your legs around him. you do so willingly, whining as the angle makes him slip just that little bit deeper into your pussy, knocking your cervix. you don’t think you’d ever get used to the sheer size of him, how you were able to feel every ridge and vein. he was right, though, — you were wetter than usual.

he plants his hands firmly under the curve of your ass, helping lift you off of his cock, then guiding you to sink back down. you can’t help yourself, back arching off the wall as you mewl, a shuddery moan puffing from your lips.

“you’re so tight, baby, goddamn,” steve grunts, eyes rolling a little as your cunt engulfs him in wet hot heat, the two of you picking up a rhythm with you bouncing and him fucking up into you, “fuck, you feel so good. missed this, missed your little pussy.”

you choke out a sob at his words, hand tightening in his hair as you lean forward to kiss him — it’s half hearted, you’re just panting into his mouth, mostly. his cock is so deep you feel him in your guts, know he’s going to shoot his load so deep there’s no way you’re getting out of here without getting knocked up.

steve pants against your mouth, not taking his eyes off or you as he pounds into you, keeping you lifted up like it’s fucking nothing, “gonna knock you up again, would you like that, baby? want your belly all full for me again, need it.”

you nod your head fervently, crying out as you sink down and the angle changes slightly, has the curve of steve’s cock brushing your spongey spot perfectly, “please, please. fill me up with your babies. want everyone to — shit, right there! — know your f-fat cock did it.”

steve glances down, catches the sight your tits by accident. all hard and leaking, making a mess of your pretty little dress. he can’t have that, have you sore and aching, that wouldn’t make him a very good husband now, would it?

he drags you over to the sofa without pulling out, sits down gently until you’re back to being fully seated on his cock, and almost in a complete juxtaposition, rips down your dress to expose your tits to the warm air. you hiss, nipples pulled tight and leaking liquid gold. you hadn’t even noticed, too wrapped up in the feeling of being split apart.

“babe, you have no idea how much i’ve wanted to do this,” steve sighs, leaning down to latch onto one of your nipples, causing you to let out a startled little yelp that quickly turns into a moan. it’s fucked up — you’re both fucked up, getting off on him suckling at your tit like he’s starving, lapping at your milk like he’d die without it.

you bury your hands back into his hair, tugging him impossibly closer as you slide your hips back and forth, gaining purchase on your clit, enough to have your tummy tightening and core aching, “oh my god,” you cry, tears pricking your eyes at the relief you feel all at once — from your sore tits, your desperate cunt, every little bit of you relaxing at once.

steve looks up at you with innocent eyes, dragging his mouth from your left tit with a small thumb over your nipple, putting his attention on the other one and suckling on it instead. you’re dripping wet with milk, leaking down your belly and soaking your dress through. you can’t find it in you to care when steve’s looking after you like this, gently bucking up into you from below.

“c’mon, steve, finish the job,” you sigh eventually, pawing at the back of his head and tugging the tresses between your splayed out fingers, “cum in me, wanna feel you dripping out of me later, hmm?”

steve takes that as his cue, unlatches from your sore nipple, grabs hold of your hips extra tight and begins fucking you like he means it — hard, fast, enough to have you doing no work as he throws you around like a damn rag doll. your nails claw at his shoulders, the sound of wet skin slapping and your sopping wet cunt engulfing your senses, having you crying out.

“that’s it, baby,” steve grunts, sliding a hand over the front of your pussy and planting his thumb on your clit, circling it quickly, the sensation enough to make you almost scream, “gonna cum all over my big cock, yeah? milk me with your tight, wet pussy?”

you nod your head, crying out as the warmth begins to pool in your belly, the ruddy tip of steve’s cock brushing your g-spot rhythmically, mixing with the feeling of his calloused thumb running over your clit sending you hurtling to the edge quickly, “i’m cumming steve, fuck, fuck—!”

your pussy clenches sporadically as you come, grinding down against steve’s pubic bone as you ride it out, fingernails digging into his shoulders so hard he hisses, slaps your ass in retaliation. you swear you’ve never came so hard in your fucking life, whole body tensing and going lax just as fast.

“that’s it, honey. cum all over me, shit, you’re so fucking wet,” steve’s losing composure, fucking up into you sporadically, going crazy over the sounds and feeling of your wet cunt dripping all down his shaft, wetting him right down to his balls, making a mess of your expensive sofa, “gonna fill you full of my jizz, get you all pregnant, can’t wait to see you with a belly again — fuck, m’gonna cum,”

you’re moaning uncontrollably, body basically limp under steve’s touch as he fucks you with purpose, chasing his own release. you squeeze around him again, milking his cock and that does it — his hips stuttering, grabbing hold of you to force you down onto his shaft deep as he comes, head thumping back onto the sofa cushions, eyes rolling in his head.

you can’t say you’re surprised when your period doesn’t arrive on time. you’re even less surprised to see the plus sign on the blue test five minutes later.

#steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington fic #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington drabble #my fanfic #mine #smut #blurb #x reader #what is this fandom doing to me i’ve never had a fucking breeding kink #send help

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harringroveera · 3 months

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Billy totally approves Steve’s breeding kink btw

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imsodishy · 3 months

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And then he did.

#harringrove #steve harrington's breeding kink #dishy edits

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stevieharringtonwifeguy · 1 year

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mtf omega stevie where everyone's like why bother transitioning you've already got the vagina and the uterus and everything. but stevies like listen. it's the principle of the thing. also sue me for wanting big naturals

meanwhile alpha eddie's losing his mind bc estrogen makes stevie smell so much sweeter, like honey and caramel, and he's trying not to be a total knothead about it but the 'big naturals' are. ho boy. they're there alright. and stevie already had 'childbearing hips' according to her mother, but the fat redistribution has basically turned her into some kind of fertility goddess, and eddie is so ready to get started on those six nuggets

#they actually end up having like. seven kids. and everyone is like oh poor stevie her alpha can't keep it in his pants #little do they know basically the second she recovers from labour she's giving eddie The Eyes #poor bastard can't say no to her she's so beautiful all knocked up #steddie #transfem steve harrington #steve harrington #eddie munson #abo #honestly transfem omega seems like a cop out cisswap and i don't really like doing those #but i also have a deep sympathy for stevies breeding kink and i need her to get pregnant SOMEHOW #ooh mtf ALPHA stevie who's doing hrt and now needs to get bitched #oho. ohohoho

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dearramiel · 1 year

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Just a little thought, but Steve's breeding kink is so strong.

One day, the sex is so soft, and the next, he's a feral beast who needs to get you knocked up, all pretty and round is his child grows inside you.

Imagine that he's moaning all the while, desperately fucking his cum back into you as he's chasing another orgasm. Your legs will be high in the air as his hips piston into you, the weight of your legs begin to feel heavier until you can't keep them up anymore, but Steve ignores everything around him, the only thought in his head...

Breed. Breed. Breed.

#stranger things smut #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x reader smut #cw breeding #steve harrington's breeding kink #nsfwblurb

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heavqn · 2 years

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steve harrington,,,,,breeding kink,,,,

"You're gonna look so good, yeah?" Steve's pace was intense as he repeatedly slammed into her. "God, I can't wait."

She didn't have any time to respond to him because he just wouldn't slow down for one second. "Gonna be such a good mom, aren't you honey?"

She let out a moan in response, about to cum soon if he kept this up. "Yeah, you gonna carry my kids? All six of them?" He smirked as he said that, the shock of his words evident on her face.

"Six?!" He laughed at her reaction before speaking again, "Six little Harringtons. One right after the other. You won't be able to catch a break from me, honey."

"You want that, don't you? Want to be the one carrying my kids. Wanna prove to me how much you love me so you let me fuck you however many times I want until you're full of my cum."

"Steve - please." Her whining only spurred him on more, determined to get her to finish before cumming inside of her.

Though it wasn't long before they both had finished, him pulling up her underwear and telling her not to let a single drop of his cum slip out of her.

#ive never...written a breeding kink before HFDSFHSPO #thinking #anyways #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington blurb #steve harringtonh

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stranger-rants · 3 months

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Thots Rotating in Steve’s brain 24/7

I don’t think it works that way.

#steve harrington’s breeding kink #harringrove #(sorry)

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fbfh · 2 years

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Jskffjekfns Steve’s bulge....... his poor cock that's massive even when it's soft and big heavy breeder balls are always straining against his jeans, aching to breed, to fill up a tight wet soft cunt over and over and over, to make you as full as possible, and you? You're fucking perfect. He’s never found a more perfect heaven between someone's hips than yours. He fucks into you, trying so hard to hold on, to stay soft and slow and sweet even as he's being overwhelmed with an almost animalistic desire he only gets with you. In a split second he's hiking your leg over his shoulder, rutting into you harder and faster than before. He tries to tease you first, desperately make it seem like your idea. "Want me to fill you up? Huh? You want all of Stevie's cream inside you?" He's panting and he can't keep up the facade for long, and teasing quickly turns into begging and begging and begging, moaning into your mouth and begging you to let him fill you up, begging you to make him a daddy. If you want him to cum earth shatteringly hard, really make it a night to remember, beg him back. Beg him to fill you up, to breed you. Pull his hair and look in his eyes and tell him you love him, you love him so much. He won't even hear you the second time because he'll be moaning too loud. He's hugging you so close to him, absolutely feral with the way he pistons into you, rutting his hips deeper and deeper into yours. You can both feel the little bulge his cock makes in your tummy, and it drives him crazy thinking he's gonna be the one to fuck a baby in there, watch it grow, watch you get all cute and round and pregnant. He fills you up so good, cumming so hard he almost blacks out. He can't believe you're his, that you really do love him as much as he loves you. You’re literally the perfect one for him. He ruminates on this as he kisses you lazily, taking your time coming down for such an intense high. You're gonna carry his babies, all six little harringtons, you're gonna help him take the name from a description for a cold workaholic to a real family name for a real family. You're gonna be a perfect mommy, and he's gonna be the one to make you a mommy, to make you Mrs. Harrington who goes to soccer matches and pta meetings.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington drabbles #steve harrington smut #stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things smut #stranger things drabbles #drabbles #tw smut #tw breeding kink #I NEED TO MAKE STEVE A DAD AND ALSO NEED HIM IN MY MOUTH

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peterthepark · 2 years

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Congrats on 11k! Could I have Steve Harrington x reader with some serious breeding kink?

yes of course!!! thanks babe!!! <3

filth below!

He’s already cum inside you two times tonight. Steve’s moans come out ragged and desperate, his lip curled deliciously into a snarl as your legs lay straight against his chest and he fucks his ruddy cock into your creamy cunt. He’s already pumped you full of him, and he intends to pump you full with more.

The sounds that erupt between your two bodies leave him delirious, the slick squelch of your pussy and the lewd contact that his balls make everytime they slap against your ass is almost enough to have him cumming for a third time.

“Honey. Oh, honey… fuck, fuck, need it to take. Need to keep breeding this pretty cunt until you’re mine. Mine.”

“I’m yours, baby. You know I’m yours, please — love y-you. It’s…” Your brain is foggy, even harder to speak when Steve drives his cock up at an angle and lets the head of his cock catch against your walls. “It’s so good, Stevie. Please. Oh, please. Harder!”

“Yeah? Does my girl like h-having her cunt all swollen and filled up?”

You’re going to die here, you think. Steve’s mouth is runny and purposeful as he fucks you, talkative most when he nears his edge. Your folds are coated in his seed, the thick liquid dribbling between your ass cheeks, pooling onto the sheets below you as you watch Steve’s cock disappear in and out of your entrance.

“Yes, yes. Gonna—“ You swallow hard, scratching at Steve’s thigh and drawing him deeper inside. Your cunt sucks him in with every thrust, his strokes becoming more and more sloppier with every passing minute. You caress his cheek, swiping your thumb over the flush beneath his freckles. “Gonna make you a daddy one day.”

“Fuck!”

“Oh, S-Steve, I’m gonna… gonna cum…”

“Shit, fuck. God, Y/N, make me a daddy now. Please. Fucking — fucking kills me, this sweet little pussy.”

You cum instantly, but Steve makes it very clear that your release isn’t your last.

#11k celebration #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington headcanons #tw: breeding kink #tw: smut

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