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anantaru · 1 year

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dom kazuha w a shy reader 💤

cw. rough, dom! kazuha, fem! reader

"you will speak to me upfront." kazuha purposefully selects each of his words with uttermost rigorousness and delicately lifts the last piece of silken garment off your shifting frame, "and i need you to voice any form of discomfort." — this beclouded stage did the most to you, but he was the cause of your current nebulous state, distinctly when you had unveiled the biting shivers spouting down the rills of your spine, viewable in the chilly and dimmed room.

your name easily slips from his twisted tongue— and his undeviating eyes? how could they possibly linger with an equivalent amount of fixed kindness and immovable desire above your shyness helplessly encasing your stripped body with your arms sealing around your chest.

kazuha's eyes were closely guarding down your every sore, unhidden muscle and exploring the unmasked reactions of nothing but his damned voice and his leaking tip slowly bottoming into you. It has to be unreal in some way— on how mouth watering well he felt in you, how warm and impossibly dominating that you couldn't stop yourself from squeezing around his shaft.

with his palms clasped around your knees, he was shoveling your legs further apart, pin pointing you into the mattress to the point you were squished without allowing you to breathe in an errorless manner.

damn this position and its graven side effects of turning you so sensitive, or soaking him all the way to his lower area with your messy cunt battered in his arousal, "my love." kazuha sings in a broken taunt and piercingly hits his hips so wild into you that it had the clapping connection of skin against skin hammer through the entire room, "i will not stop unless you tell me to." he finds the sound of you mewling out his name in wails and cries appealing— so, he does it again, harder, hard enough to have your tits bounce back and forth when your walls greedily try to keep him in, just a bit to keep yourself full and heavy of his girth.

the deep pounding of his cock reached those precise places, but you were gluttonous of his rough rubs and thrusts, most evidently, it had to be the sudden death of your rational thoughts now.

#genshin smut #kazuha smut #genshin impact smut #kazuha x reader #genshin x reader #kazuha x reader smut #genshin impact x reader #tw dom/sub #cw dom #cw sub reader #fem! reader #𖤣𖤥𖠿𖤣𖤥 thirsts'

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mai2high · 1 year

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i have so many pics on my phone no lie

‹𝟹 🙄💕 repost cuz tmblr deletd

#cnc k!nk #18+#r@pe kink #rough cnc #bd/sm blog #18+ content #tumblr girls #dms open #tumblr girl #cnc kidnapping #tw dom/sub #bdsmkink #bd/sm brat

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swampstew · 6 months

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Raven's Halloween Party

Summary: Halloween parties are only fun if you try and summon real ghosts, especially if you're really really drunk.

Warnings: Spicy! Modern One Piece AU Raven throws another Halloween Party! Let this be a warning to not drink and summon demons, play responsibly ~ Eustass Kid X Female Monster Reader, drinking, ouija board playing/summoning, risky sex, oral (Eustass receiving), vaginal sex, creampie, facial spray and play, cum eating, all the cum play, bit of degradation/name calling, dom reader pretty much. Word Count: 3.3K

Succubus – a demon entity known as one who wanders the Earth that are attracted to and use men. Since Succubi need semen on to thrive, they form a bond with a man after seducing and sleeping with them repeatedly to solidify the bond, in exchange for semen, the Succubus cannot harm, maim or kill the man. The most common way that Succubus find their prey is through dreams, however, on occasion, they can be summoned through other means.

“I ain’t a pussy! Let’s fucking summon a demon or some shit,” Eustass Kid drunkenly shouted in the middle of the Halloween party he was at.

Killer, Wire, Heat and Law all looked at Kid incredulously. No one had called him a pussy and the conversation was brought upon by Law asking the crew if they believed in ghosts. The costumed crowd dispersed around the group and only a few people remained.

Kid yanked off his metal helmet and shook his head, spraying sweat on Killer and Heat. His red hair stuck in clumps but he didn’t seem to care, putting his costume accessories on the floor and shot gunned his beer.

“So what the fuck are we waiting for?”

The party hostess wearing a rose gold witch costume gave them an old Ouija board and some texts she had on occult topics, told the group to have fun and if they left the room in any state of chaos, she would personally beat the shit out of each and every one of them. And they would owe her cleaning and repair costs.

“Why ya leavin’ – ain’t you a witch?” Kid yelled out before she closed the door.

“My magic is not performative and I don’t do summoning’s with drunken idiots. When you’re sober, we can talk,” she simply responded before flouncing out of the room. The sound of music was raised and they could hear the party getting lively again.

Kid shrugged his shoulders and held up the case of beer he pulled from the kitchen, walking towards the group at the round table. The group consisted of Kid, Killer, Wire, Heat, Law, Sanji, Zoro, Franky, Robin, Perona, and Bartolomeo. The Ouija board sat in the middle with the books stacked neatly beside, a large black candle on a tall candelabra dimly lit the room, but it gave enough light to see the board and each other’s faces.

“Can we all agree to play with honor? No fucking around with the planchette?” Law looked around the table but his eyes lingered on Kid.

“Fuck off, not gonna try nothin!” Kid scoffed, crushing a beer can. To seal the truce, everyone shot gunned a beer and Kid complained he wouldn’t do the ‘demon bullshit’ without a drink in hand. In both hands he brought back another double pack of beer and bottle of liquor.

“Gee Kid, hope you’re not compensating for anything,” Killer dryly said, his arms crossed over his bare torso as the leaves stuck to his body did nothing for the crisp temperature.

With an annoyed pout, Perona shrugged off her fuzzy overcoat from her villainess costume but Franky put up a hand to stop her. He took off his overly large coat and handed it to Killer, sitting back down in his speedo and bowtie, in a couples costume with Robin as a famous romantic, gothic couple.

“Franky darling, always a gentleman,” Robin leaned over and kissed his cheek.

Everyone placed a finger on the planchette and settled over the Ouija board. For a solid minute, nothing happened.

“I think we need to ask if a presence is willing to speak to us,” Robin smiled at the others.

“Oh! Okay, hey Mr. Ghost – or Missus Ghost if yer a girl, it don’t matter either way! But if you’re here, can you let us know?” Bartolomeo barked out.

Kid was going to close his eyes, but he kept his mouth shut when he felt a subtle movement on the board, like a magnet was pulling him across the wood stain surface. Everyone without hidden faces looked in utter shock as they collectively felt the planchette move them to the corner of the board. The corner that said: YES.

Kid’s silence lasted less than 10 seconds, “Are you hot?”

The planchette did not move.

“I can’t tell if that’s an answer…”

The planchette did not move.

“Good going Eustass-ya, you scared our guest,” Law snapped.

“Pussy!”

Sanji took a sip of his cocktail, “I think it was a valid question.”

The group moved the planchette back to the center and Killer took the lead. “Do you have a name?”

The planchette moved across the board: Y/N.

“Do you remember how you died?”

NO.

“Do you know where you are?”

YES

“Are you from here?”

NO.

“Can you prove to us you’re real and not one of these assholes playing a prank?” Kid interrupted, bored of the line of questioning.

The planchette stopped moving and everyone stared at it in anticipation.

Nobody moved, nobody batted an eye, nobody said a word.

Then Kid’s open beer was knocked into his lap, spilling through his admittedly few armor plates and clothes underneath the costume layers.

“OH FUCK OFF!” Kid screeched, abruptly rising from his seat, and pulling his finger off the planchette.

“You can’t break the communication like that!” Perona yelled angrily after the redhead who stomped into the adjoining bathroom to clean himself off.

“Sh-should we stop?” Bartolomeo sounded spooked behind his costume.

“I mean…we asked for a demonstration and we got it. Do we want to push our luck?” Heat chimed in.

Everyone at the table carefully considered each other as they waited for Kid to return.

“Well nothing ominous has happened since Kid walked away from the session so I can assume there is a way to rectify this without repercussions,” Robin finally offered.

“Nah nah I wanna have words with it!” Kid walked out of the bathroom, stripped of his bottoms save for a speedo. He took off all the metal plates of his armor and stacked them with the rest of his costume in the corner, keeping the extreme crop top on.

“I think we’re the only ones who didn’t get the Speedo memo,” Perona elbowed Zoro.

“I’m not wearing any underwear,” Zoro shrugged in his monk robes.

“EW! ZORO! THAT’S NOT CUTE!”

Robin giggled, “I’m not wearing underwear either.” Franky let out a supportive cheer with a possessive arm over Robin’s shoulder.

Perona looked perturbed while Sanji pulled from the planchette to grab tissue from the bathroom and clean up his sudden bloody nose.

Law rubbed his temples from behind his slasher costume, “You’re all liabilities. Messing with this board could have terrible implications if we don’t properly end this session. Everyone get back in your seats!”

Wire passed Law a beer and opened it with one free hand, “Chill out, serial mood killer.”

Properly regrouped, they tried to summon the spirit that spoke to them but after a ten minute silence they said goodbye and properly ended the session.

“Well that was anticlimactic,” Sanji lit a cigarette.

“Ittsa scam. I bet serial killer surgeon here knocked the table to make the beer fall over,” Kid sneered at Law.

“I swear I didn’t! You pissed it off with your crappy attitude,” Law shot back.

“One more try. Kid will behave himself, right?” With a kick under the table, Kid grunted affirmatively.

The group tried again. After five minutes, something answered them.

“Are you the same spirit as before?”

YES.

“We are sorry for our rude friend. We appreciate you willing to try again,” Killer said firmly. “Are you friendly?”

YES.

“Can you tell us anything?”

The group watched with wide eyes as the planchette moved and began spelling out an answer.

WANT.

“What do you want?”

CONTRACT.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

“For what?”

LIFE.

Perona shrieked causing Zoro to spill his beer, he briefly lifted his finger before planting it right back on the planchette, nervously glancing around the others to see if they noticed.

“OK! That’s gonna do it for me,” Sanji stubbed his cigarette. “End it please!”

“Don’t be a pu—” Kid’s taunt was cut short when the table began to rattle. “OI WHAT THE FUCK!?”

“Respectfully, we need to say goodbye!” Killer shouted and they collectively moved the planchette to the goodbye marker on the board.

The table rattled for a few more seconds before it ended.

The party goers looked at each other before rising from their seats, eager to get back to the party. Kid lingered in the room, not wanting to put back on the still wet, and tedious components of his costume. Killer told Kid to hang tight and he would see if the hostess had any clothes or a blanket she no longer wanted.

Throwing himself on the couch in the room, Kid drank directly from the bottle he stole as he let his mind get hazy. He wasn’t sure how much time had passed before he heard a light tapping on the door.

“Enter!” he called out, assuming it was the party hostess with the clothes. Through his bleary and smudged eyes, he could see a woman in a pink colored costume approaching him. “Y’got somethin’ for meee?” he drawled.

The figure didn’t say anything but she gently pulled the bottle from his hand and put it on the ground. Then, she straddled his lap.

“I doooo,” she cooed in his ear, pressing her pink corset into his torso. “Want to have some fun, big guy?”

“I like fun,” Kid grinned stupidly. “Like yer costume – what are ya…uhh demon fairy??” his fingers curled around the horns sprouting from her scalp. “Feels real, you a makeup artist or something?”

She didn’t answer, only quietly purred and pressed herself intimately closer to him, shamelessly rubbing herself softly against his crotch. He wasn’t not interested. He was always down for a quickie. His hands moved down to cup her near-bare ass. The short shorts she was wearing scarcely covered her cheeks but he loved the plump feeling in his hands as he squeezed.

“What’s your name?” he husked, answering her rutting with his own.

“Y/N.”

That made him pause, the name sounded familiar but in that moment, drunk and horny were fighting for dominance in his mind. The fighting ceased as Y/N pressed soft lips against his and he answered with eagerness.

“’sa pretty name,” he groaned as his speedo felt unbearably tight. “I’m Kid.”

“I know,” she whispered in his ear before kissing down his jaw. “Had my eye on you from the moment I saw you,” she nipped his neck.

“Been watching me all night?”

“Not all night but I plan to keep you for the rest of it,” she giggled.

“Sounds good to me,” he thrusted his tongue down her throat as he pulled his cock free of its confines, slowly jerking himself as the mysterious woman humped his muscled thigh. He could feel hot wetness leak through the sheer fabric as she moaned into his ear.

He didn’t have to prompt her, she slid down off his lap and started licking and kissing his cock before taking him in her hands and blowing him. Kid let his head hang on the cushion as Y/N bobbed up and down on him, enjoying the impromptu blowjob. The thrill of someone walking in on them high.

He didn’t care.

Kid grabbed the back of her hair and pushed her face down until she was gagging. He allowed himself a few more shallow thrusts before popping her off and bringing her mouth to his. As he desperately kissed her, his free hand ripped the seam of her shorts freeing her juicy pussy. His fingers pumped into her hot cunt as she whimpered into his mouth.

“Is not enough!” she finally whined, bouncing desperately on his fingers. “Need your cock!”

“Then sit on it, slut!” he growled, pulling his fingers out and aligning his cock to her entrance. Kid was left gaping as she slammed her hips down, sheathing him completely. She let out a pleased cry.

“So fffuuuullll,” she moaned. Grinding herself on him, she kept his head at an angle with her fist in his hair, smothering his lips with her own. Kid struggled where to grab her, wanting to feel and pinch all of her at once but settled for smoothly gliding his hands around her body and giving generous squeezes over his favorite areas.

Each squeeze elicited a honeyed moan from the demon fairy woman, each moan accompanied by a rabid binge of slamming her hips flush to him, her walls squeezing his cock in a vice grip. With a snarl, his fingers dug into her skin to anchor himself from finishing so quickly, he stilled his hips but that didn’t stop her as she fucked him even faster.

“Iiiii neeeeeedddd yoooouuuuuu,” she wailed, pressing herself down on him as much as she could, grinding on him to deepen his reach. “PPPLLLLEEEEEAAAAAASSSSSEEEEE!!!”

With a burst of stamina, Kid grabbed her hips and rapidly thrust upwards overtaking her pace. That tipped her into a scream as she clamped on him tighter than before, her walls convulsed eerratically.

“OOHH – FUCK!” Kid breathed through his nose as he came inside her while she kept grinding on him. Like she was milking him. Using him. Not that he was complaining as he shut his eyes and let it happen, lightly grunting as the pleasure shot through him with each rope. Feeling the stickiness against her walls as it started to flow down.

“Do I need to buy you Plan B or somethin?”

Y/N giggled, “No, it’s ok. I can’t get pregnant.”

“Ah birth control?”

“Sure.”

“Cool,” he sighed, helping her move off him. She settled on the ground between his legs, and to his shock began licking his cock clean of the leftover seed that had dripped on him. He found that real fucking hot. Could feel himself eager for round two as her lips pursed around his tip, popping off with a crisp sound.

“I knew you’d have a big dick,” she smiled, moving to sit on his lap. Her thigh kept his cock upright. She moved her fingertips over the head when she saw some cum bead at his slit, “Wanna be fuck buddies? I have a high libido and I’m hoping you can match that.”

A line of drool spilling from his open mouth as he felt hypnotized under her touch. Nodding, “I’ll leave you exhausted and bruised up if you want.”

“I want my brains fucked out. Daily,” she said, forming a fist and giving him one full stroke. He keened into her hold, needy for more. “Whenever I want.”

“Put me on your speed dial.”

She started a lazy but firm pace, “I’m into a lot of things, I need a brave man.”

“I’ll teach you things you’ve never heard of,” Kid husked.

Y/N tripled her pace, stopping to twirl around his tip a few times and smearing more precum down his shaft.

“I don’t want you fucking anyone else. I’ll cut your dick off.”

“Jealous kind eh? That’s fair I suppose. Same goes for you, or are you a dirty whore who likes to be used by a lot of hot guys?”

She held him by the base of his cock, with her free hand she tugged on his sack tautly, “And girls. I’m down for monogamy. I prefer it actually. We have a bond?”

“If I say yes can will you let me cum on your pretty face?”

“I’ll let you cum anywhere you want, anytime you want. I crave your cum. In me. On me. Oozing out of my holes,” she gave his sack a twitch of a tug before letting go, and fisted his cock until it was deep red.

Y/N let him take control of his orgasm as his hand replaced hers, jerking off furiously as she settled in front of him with her eyes closed and her mouth wide open.

With shaky groans, Kid shot all over her face, fascinated by the way the ropes dangled in thin strands as they fell from the peaks of her cheek, nose, and chin, drizzling downwards. He watched through lidded eyes as she licked around her lips, seeing the creamy seed spread on her tongue and slide down her throat. The way she smeared the cum on her face with her fingers and then lapped it off her hands had him hard all over again.

Her hot mouth was on him immediately and for the first time in his life, Eustass Kid let out a whimper at the overstimulation. Y/N pushed him back into the couch and mounted him once more.

The Halloween party had reached its peak and the house was booming with music and laughter. None the wiser of the pleasured howls and demonly groans that came from the sequestered room.

Kid’s skin felt on fire and he felt like he was treading water with how sweaty and tired he felt before Y/N had her fill. He’d never had a partner with stamina that could match his, much less wear him out. She said she wanted to leave the room first. He didn’t give a shit but he was a nice enough guy to respect a girl’s boundaries.

“When can I see you again?” he leaned against the wall completely naked.

“Don’t you worry, I’ll find you soon enough. Gotta establish some things first. See you later, Kid,” she kissed him softly, tied a lanky towel around her waist, and snuck out of the room.

With a snort, Kid went back to the couch and wondered if he had a fever dream or something. There was no possible way that just happened. That NO ONE had stopped by, not even Killer who was supposed to bring him back clothes. Kid had checked before Y/N left too, no clothes had been left in the hallway for him. Looking around for his phone, he pulled it out from between the soiled couch cushions and realized the time.

It hadn’t been more than half an hour since the Ouija board game had ended.

“What the—” Kid was interrupted by sharp knocking on the door.

“Enter?”

Killer passed in with clothes in hand. The blonde, still wearing Franky’s suit jacket, kicked the door close and threw the clothes at Kid.

“WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU NAKED AND ERECT!”

“Met a freaky little demon and rocked her underworld,” Kid smirked, looking at the pile in his lap. “You probably ran into her as she made her escape. Had horns, a towel around her waist?”

Killer tilted his head at the redhead, “There was no one in the hallway. I didn’t see anyone wearing a towel leave the party.”

“She’s hot as fuck, no way you missed her.”

“Whatever, you probably had a wet dream. God please don’t tell me you ruined the couch…”

Kid tuned out Killer’s complaining as he got dressed. Confused at how a dame like her had gotten in and out of the party unnoticed. Masking the caked fluids with beer and leaving an apology note with cash paper clipped to it, the two friends left the room and rejoined their friends.

Soon after the crew left and Kid felt haunted. No one he asked at the party recalled the woman he described, nor her outfit. As if she didn’t exist. Without much energy in him, he bid his friends goodnight as he went home and to bed.

Tossing and turning for a few hours, Kid couldn’t get the woman out of his mind. Not the soreness of his body, nor the abnormally light feeling in his testicles.

With a sigh, he opened his phone and thumbed through the photos to see if he had caught a picture of her. When he found no success, he resigned to himself that it was in fact a wet dream. Before he turned off his phone, he clicked on his contact list when he noticed an update notification.

There was a new contact in his phone – Y/N.

Sorry for the late post but yay we won :}

#eustass kid #kinktober 2023 #raven's bingo board #raven's halloween party #one piece fanfiction #one piece smut #swampstew stories #eustass kid smut #swampstew bedtime stories #eustass kid x reader #eustasscaptainkid #tw dark content #tw dom/sub #tw monsterfucking #monster reader #cw breeding

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tetsutits · 11 months

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ᰔ cw — daddy kink, female reader, d/s dynamics (wc .4k~) unedited, NO ONE LOOK AT ME OWENJSNAKS

it’s been minutes- no, hours, at this point. you’ve lost track after the third orgasm, mind numb and throat hoarse. round after round, losing track of time and fully submitting to pleasure that your boyfriend brings you.

he looms over you from the back, large shadow of his silhouette casting over you, cock buried so deep inside you that you can literally feel it in your throat. especially with his big hand that surrounds the circumference of your throat, pushing you deeper, harder into the stained sheets of the bed.

you feel that same hand move, almost cupping over the front of your throat, thumb pushing one side and his fingers on the other — holding you still, dominating. keeping you in place as you gasp for air and whine when he ignores your pleas.

“oh, oh—! i’m, i-!” you keen, but the rest of the words are stuck in your mouth that’s left gaping, choking at the pressure. you can’t even think anymore, there’s no more room for thoughts when he’s surrounding you like this. when all you can hear, smell, or think is him. ken, ken, ken—! repeating over and over like a broken record.

you’re yanked up by a firm hand, and his arm by your waist.

watery eyes meet his, and there’s a furrow in his brow, almost like he’s frustrated, the one where he’s edged himself long enough and can’t wait to finally fill you up. you look back at him, a little annoyed pout at your lips and dried tears pooling at your temples.

“what’s with that look?” he says, peering down at you.

embarrassed, you twist your face down, but he forces you back up. hand that was on your neck earlier now is at your jaw, turning your face so you have no choice but too look at him.

you huff, “…..i want a kiss.”

the realization is almost instant on his face.

“what do you say?”

a few seconds pass, and you just stare aimlessly back at him. mind too busy thinking of him to gather up any response. “wha—“

the pinch in his brow grows deeper., disappointed. “what do you say, when you want something?”

you swallow, finally remembering your manners.

“please, and thank you, daddy.”

the relief floods you when he smiles back, a little tired but proud.

“that’s a good girl.”

#draken x reader #ken ryuuguji smut #ryuguji ken x reader #tw daddy kink #tw dom/sub

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impera-daetrix · 6 months

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Angeldomdemonic ✧ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

A gender related to being an angel that is sexually dominant to a demon.

Mortaldomgodic ✧ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

A gender related to being a mortal that is sexually dominant to a god.

Goddommortalic ✧ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

A gender related to being a god that is sexually dominant to a mortal.

Goddomlesseric ✧ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

A gender related to being a god that is sexually dominant to a lesser god.

Incubadomhumanic ✧ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

A gender related to being an incuba that is sexually dominant to a human.

Imperadeatrixdomhumanic ✧ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

A gender related to being an impera deatrix that is sexually dominant to a human.

Humandomandroidic ✧ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

A gender related to being a human that is sexually dominant to an android.

#mogai #mogai coining #gender coining #mogai gender #neogender #neogender coining #xenogender #xenogender coining #18+ mogai #mogai after dark #tw dom/sub #angeldomdemonic #mortaldomgodic #goddommortalic #goddomlesseric #incubadomhumanic #imperadaetrixdomhumanic #humandomandroidic

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mushiethoughts · 2 years

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Think about sitting on a doms lap with your leg spread apart so he can play with your clit as he reads a book, only fasting his pace when you let out a squeal to keep quiet so he can concentrate, feeling his breath near your ear and kissing my neck as he chants praises in his low, deep, hypnotizing voice “you got the prettiest pussy I’ve even seen and it’s all for me” making your pussy clench around nothing, begging him to stuff his fingers inside your cunt. But he won’t give you what you want so easily, he begins rubbing around your clenching hole chuckling every time he hears you whimper, then suddenly starts pounding his finger in and out of you hitting the spot has you arching your back against his chest, dragging your nails on his fore arms bound to leave red marks, finally after a few more pumps of his fingers you reach your shaky orgasm making a mess squirting all over his lap wetting his pants, he pulls you in a passionate kiss pulling away to smile and congratulate you “you did so well”, how couldn’t he find joy seeing his lovely bunny all fucked out and satisfied with hearts in her eyes.

#tw submission #tw dom/sub #nfst #nsft concept #tw brat taming #tw sub reader #tw denial #tw overstimulation

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victoriaholmeswriting · 1 year

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No More Frozen

Fanfic Advent Calendar 2022 - Day 12

Sherlock x Reader One-Shot

Read it on AO3!

Rating: E

Words: 791

Summary: Tis the season and reader wants to go do the Christmas shopping. However, Sherlock is too wrapped up in a case. But she knows just how to deal with that.

Prompt: "Do you wanna build a sno-" "Don't you dare finish that!" "Do you wanna build a snowman?" "NO MORE FROZEN!"

Warnings: unprotected sex, choking kink (mild), light dom/sub kink, Frozen

“Take a break, Sherlock,” (y/n) said, placing a steaming cup of cocoa next to him.

He said nothing. Just picked up the mug and took a careful sip without looking away from one of several dozens of books currently scattered around the flat.

(Y/N) rolled her eyes. “Sherlock, we have Christmas shopping to do tomorrow. Enough with this ridiculous case! It’s just some kid not getting the attention they need at home. Those ‘riddles’ are hollow and meaningless and you bloody well know it. It wouldn’t take you ten minutes of looking through forums to find the kid and the stolen decorations.”

He pretended not to hear her. She was right, but he did not want to admit it. Cases were surprisingly slow for this time of year. He did not want to solve this one and be left with nothing to keep his mind distracted from the holiday merriment.

Why must even crime be so boring?

Sherlock stole a glance at his girlfriend while her back was turned. She would be good for alleviating his boredom. But not now. That would require him to admit that she was right and he refused to do so after being so stubborn about finishing this truly mundane case. No, he would need to solve the case his way before caving into his desires for her.

But (y/n) was tired of waiting. And playing nice.

Snatching up a wine bottle, she brought it to her lips like a microphone. “Do you wanna build a snowman?”

Sherlock stiffened. “No! Don’t you dare finish that! I’ve had enough of that incessant film for ten Christmases!”

“Do you wanna build a snowman?” she sang again -- louder -- holding her hand out to him dramatically.

“NO MORE FROZEN!” he yelled, massaging his temples.

(Y/N) dropped to her knees and threw her arms around him. “It doesn’t have to be a snowman!”

He grabbed her wrists and pulled her on her back into his lap.

“Madam,” he growled as she giggled, “you’re breaking my concentration.”

She bit her lip with a grin. “Yes…. Whatcha gonna do about it?”

His body language shifted at her words. He knew what she wanted already. This woman was never subtle when she wanted to fuck. But this? That glint in her eye.

The teasing. The challenge.

Sherlock’s hand snaked over her body, her breasts, her throat. He gripped it, not choking. Just firm enough to assert his control and drive the little minx in his lap wild. Her throat hummed against his fingers as she moaned and bit her bottom lip.

He claimed her lips. His tongue found hers. Her fingers locked in his curls. His free hand gripped her thigh as he shifted them both to the floor and got between her legs.

But not once did he let go of her throat.

“Sherlock,” (y/n) moaned between kisses. She quickly unzipped his trousers, pushing them and his boxers down just enough to free his hard cock. “Take me, Sherlock!”

Lifting the skirt of her dress, he moved her panties aside and easily slid inside her dripping pussy. He moaned at the combined feeling of her walls holding his length and her grip on his hair tightening when he brushed over her inner sensitive spot.

“Make me yours,” she begged as he began thrusting.

His grip on her throat tightened just enough to emphasize his words. “You’re already mine, little minx.”

Their bodies writhed together in harmonized pleasure. Chasing that high of ecstasy without rushing the adventure. Kisses and nips found every reachable inch of skin. Hands wandered, squeezed, and teased.

Except one.

She giggled when he traced his tongue around the hand on his throat.

“You like that?” he teased, damn well knowing the answer from the way her pussy fluttered and clenched on his cock.

“Mmm yes!”

Feeling her orgasm rise, she wrapped her legs around his waist. He sped up his pace.

He buried his face in her neck, moaning in her ear. She screamed his name, back arching off the floor. A few more thrusts took them through their climaxes.

After a few moments, Sherlock pulled away and brought her back in his lap -- sitting up this time.

“Are you through singing awful kids’ music?” he asked, one eyebrow raised.

(Y/N) laughed. “Are you done with this child’s play case?”

He looked down at her rumpled dress. “Do I get more of this in exchange for closing the case?”

She draped her arms around his neck and leaned forward to whisper in his ear, “What do you think?” She nipped at his earlobe before tracing kisses over his jaw to his lips.

He slammed his laptop shut as his cock hardened once more. “Done.”

#fanfic advent calendar 2022 #sherlock x reader #christmas fic #sherlock fic #sherlock x you #sherlock holmes #bbc sherlock #citric acid #frozen #tw choking #tw dom/sub #tw unprotected sex #victoriaholmeswriting

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shimmerforall · 1 year

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Upcoming Silco Fic that has been in the works

Little excerpt for anyone that is interested

"I told you, my dear. I will not teach you anything more until you know what your body wants."

"Professor, please! I can't, it's too much. I can't finish!"

"You tell me you want more but you can't even reach your own climax. You're lucky I am a very generous man. Take that toy out of you and let's get you there together, hm?"

#Silco x reader #Silco x you #maybe an oc #but can be reader insert and oc right?#I think haha #tw dom/sub #arcane silco #did you I say professor?#why yes #yes I did #arcane au #dom/sub #tw slight non con #arcane fanfic #arcane league of legends #professor silco #professor au

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swampstew · 6 months

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Eustass Kid, G-55 ~ Cockwarming

Summary: Modern monster au, Part 2 of Eustass Kid as a vampire and you’re his favorite familiar. Getting Gomez Addams level of love and devotion from the tulip♥

Warnings: Spicy! Dom/Master Vampire Kid, Sub/Familiar Reader - long term relationship cause I’m in my feelings, implied creampie, cockwarming for love, mostly fluff story Word Count: 512

Eustass Kid never considered himself the type to be tied down. With immortality and all, it was depressing to tie himself down to a mortal when their life would be extinguished as soon as he batted an eye.

Blink.

50 years could pass by and he’d just…pick up and move on. The only real friends he had where people like himself or other creatures he’d had passing interactions with. He had his best buddies and his comforts – he didn’t need a whole lot. Sure he had familiars in the past to entertain him for short periods but he always let them go after he lost interest. He wasn’t so much of an asshole that he would lead someone on for longer than he needed to. Humans age quickly as the decades pass by.

Then he met you.

You changed everything for him. He couldn’t imagine a single moment without you. Wouldn’t consider it an option. So when you had been discussing your dreams together and you told him you dreamt of getting married – he knew he had to do it. Anything you wanted he would move heaven and earth to give you.

High on the addiction of you completely, he didn’t really register what it meant until months into your marriage. When you had tattooed your arm with something sentimental of him. He decided he couldn’t bear to live on without you. Didn’t want to try. Maybe after a millennium he’d feel different but for right now, all he wanted was the two of you against the world forever.

Offspring could be a possibility but that was its own process so he figured he’d bring that up in the future. For now, getting consent to turn you is his first priority.

Kid was disturbed from his imagination when he felt your head move on his chest. A smile grew on his lipstick stained face. He loved holding you so much. If he ever had to die, he hoped he would die in your arms. You’re the last thing and the first thing he wants to wake up to.

He would worship the ground you walked on each day for the rest of your lives if you’d let him.

You stirred slightly with a hum and he closed his eyes as your body shifted. Contentment and pleasure rippled through him as your lower body clenched on him as you stretched. After the last round of sex, you had passed out on his chest before he could pull out and he was so comfortable with the position that he stayed right where he was. Feeling happy and perfect.

Kid could tell when you woke up and he could tell you were aroused again when instead of making yourself known, you tried to subtly shift your hips and pleasure yourself with his cock. As if he’d miss the perfect feeling of your pussy hugging his cock with that delightful grip.

Yes, he’d ask your consent to turn you. After this next round when he can show you a million reasons why you should say yes.