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bakubunny · 4 months

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daddy katsuki x bunny reader drabble. it’s longer than i expected it to be, but it’s been on my mind for a little while now. i’m still very new to piss play and i’ve never written pet play so? here’s smth new ig. idk. >.< have some daddy kats food. i’ll see you with the next one. ♡

this lovely little fic by @neon-gothicc came to mind when i went back for some editing, so i wanted to share it!

tw: f!reader, aged up characters, daddy kink, heavy pet play, piss play, d/s dynamics, olfactophilia, sex toys, humiliation, pet names: sweetie, bunny, baby bunny, little bun, etc., katsuki swears a lot (ig), being a top pro hero means a top tier private office, sry this one’s out there

thinkin abt daddy katsuki and his pretty pet he’s trained so well…. don’t be mistaken, you’re still a dumb bunny, you can’t do that much, being one so easily bored or distracted. but you’re obedient; he knows how how much his baby bun just wants to be good and please him.

instead of being on patrol, it’s a slow day in the office for him, and you’re lucky enough to be kneeling by his side. he’s been exceptionally generous today, giving you a soft princess pillow for your knees and kneeling stool to keep you comfortable as long as possible. your head is resting on his thigh as he types away, his hand drifting down to pet your head occasionally.

there was, however, one issue that had a cold sweat forming on your back. katsuki had you drinking water all morning with not a single chance to relieve yourself. you nudged his thigh with your nose. he looked down to see your pleading eyes.

“i told ya, after this report, daddy can take you to go potty. not til then,” he said.

the slightest whine left your throat.

“keep it up, and you’ll wait longer, bun.”

katsuki pushed his chair back. he gave a sweeping motion of two fingers toward the open space. you left the comfort of your stool and crawled under his desk. he pulled himself back in, legs spread.

“rest.”

despite the discomfort filling your body, you obeyed, fingers curling tightly around the hem of the short skirt flowing down from your waist, the bottoms of your feet pressing into the fat of your bare ass. you nuzzled your face into katsuki’s soft, warm bulge, resting in the space he created. even through his pants, his scent was overwhelming, intoxicating as you breathed him in. he watched your eyes roll and flutter shut as he reached down to pet your head.

“‘s a good girl. gimme just a little more time,” he said. “n’ don’t you dare make a mess on this damn floor. you’ll regret it.”

you nearly jolted as the vibrator he’d left in your cunt that morning turned on again. another whimper escaped your lips. but katsuki was gracious.

“what did i just say, hmm? you can wait.”

your body felt so full as your head swirled with pleasure, spinning from the pressure of the vibrator inside and the fight you had with your body to keep from relieving yourself. after what felt like ages but was really only ten minutes, katsuki closed his laptop and pulled back once more, met with the same sad, glossy eyes.

“don’t look so pathetic. you’re fine. ass up,” he said.

not one to hesitate with release in sight, you crawled out and put your ass in the air, face pressed into the pillow before you as your skirt fell forward, exposing yourself fully to him. katsuki administered a few painful smacks to your ass as your toes curled, and you swallowed hard. you mewled as he pulled out the slick covered vibrator and dropped it by your face, a string of arousal clinging to it before it hit the pillow. your cheeks grew hot.

“tch. can’t tell if you need to piss or cum.” katsuki slid two fingers into your heat.

you bit back a cry as he fingered your cunt hard, feeling you clench around him erratically.

“‘s this what ya really wanted? want me to make you cum?” he asked.

the rough pad of katsuki’s fingers rubbed circles into your aching clit. a small trickle of piss escaped as your orgasm drew closer.

katsuki gave your ass a harsh smack. “what did i fuckin’ say about makin’ a mess on the floor, huh? answer me.”

“daddy i'm sorry, i needa go so bad,” you cried. “please, i wanna be good.”

“cum without pissin’ everywhere n’ maybe you can be,” he sneered.

tears streamed across your face. a quiet moan slipped from you as katsuki’s fingers curled a little more. a shudder ran down your spine.

“you can do it, show me you can be a good girl,” he continued. you could hear the smirk in his tone. “i’ll even walk ya to the litter box n’ hold your hand.”

heat flooded your face. you whimpered. your legs shook when his thick, callous fingers pumped deep into your cunt as his pace increased.

“c’mon baby bunny, cum for me. cum on daddy’s hand. lemme see you fall apart,” katsuki said softly.

your mouth fell open in a pant as you clenched hard around his fingers, orgasm washing over your body in wave after wave with his encouragement.

"that's it, such good girl..." he cooed as he carried you through your climax. "fuck, you're so pretty when you cum, little bun."

katsuki pulled his hand from you, sucking his fingers clean with a small groan. "tch. you’re fuckin' lucky i got shit to get done today, or i'd be throwin' ya on that couch."

as the pressure in your bladder grew once more, you shifted uncomfortably.

"fine, fine." he gave you a playful swat on the ass. "go on."

you crawled across the floor of his office as katsuki trailed behind you, staring at your body on display, to an oversized, lined litter box next to his office bathroom. you looked back at him hesitantly.

"hop in. ya can't piss on the floor," katsuki said with a smirk.

you got in and faced him in a squat, body exposed. as promised, he knelt down and held your hands with a grin as your cheeks burned hot all over again.

"'s okay, sweetie. you can let go." he gave you a kiss on the hand, then on the knee. "you're doin' so well. let daddy see."

you willed your body to relax. relief hit as your warm stream hit the plastic beneath you. katsuki groaned as he watched and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

"that's my girl... my good little bunny."

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eunuchve · 3 months

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tags: pet play, collars, mentioned cage, dehumanisation (?), orgasm control/denial, degradation kink, cockwarming, exhibitionism, gendered term (good girl). a.n: don't stare at me guys we are all freaks here pairings: ayato x afab!reader

being a pet for Ayato is not for the weak-hearted - sure, he'll pamper you in public, beautiful silk decorates your body, and a conspicuous string on your neck with a gold pendant dangling (and no one gets close enough to read what's on it), his hand always firmly on your waist, pulling you into his warmth, making sure you feel what you do to him.

behind the privacy of the chambers and walls of the Kamisato manor is where the little dignity you manage to hold on to gets stripped away; nothing covers your body, a thick leather collar replaces the subtle ribbon, written on the tag is clear as day-

'property of Kamisato Ayato'

today is just another day, with his retainers around, the hot air that's present along with your naked body splayed against his chest, your cunt stuff full of his thick cock would make anyone of them forget that this is just another meeting arranged by the lord of the mansion.

you let out another one of your mewls, your hips bucking to gain some stimulation, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

"stay like a good girl or you will be sleeping in your cage tonight."

his tone is cold, he stares at the scroll in front of your body as if you are invisible, tho his hard cock knows the presence of your warm walls sucking him in so securely.

"don't cum."

you took a deep breath, curling your toes and blinking to gain what little control over your mind you have, hazy from pleasure, riding the high of being on edge.

ayato didn't let it slide, he tugged the leash attached to your collar, knowing that would snap you out of your haze, making you whine like an obedient dog.

"what did I tell you?" he asked sharply, narrow eyes watching your every move; not letting you breathe out of sight. Gods, you know how horny he is, the way his cock twitch between your warm folds is evident -- but the man is a master of masking his emotions, even pleasure.

"n-no cumming?"

"so little mutt knows human words after all." a small smile peaks his lips, his tongue licking them in satisfaction. The power trip he is experiencing is probably enough for him, certainly isnt for you.

"don't worry little pup, I'll let you if you manage to stay still."

#☁️ - unholy confessions #kamisato ayato x reader #kamisato ayato smut #ayato x reader #ayato smut #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #tw pet play

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zorosdimples · 8 months

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GOOD PET

pairing ༄ lucifer x gn!reader

warnings ༄ minors: please do not interact! i will block you. brief sexual content, pet play, dubious consent, voyeurism, exhibitionism. reader is self-conscious about their chest, but their genitalia isn’t mentioned, and they are referred to as “you.” lucifer is mean!!! please let me know if i should add anything else to the warnings!

word count ༄ 1123

notes ༄ i told jules @bizarrebankai forever ago that i would write this based on a post she made about lucifer and pet play. i never thought i would write pet play, but here we are! my initial vision for this piece was much softer, but…it took on a life of its own. i hope everyone enjoys <3

your neck prickles in anticipation as lucifer emerges from his closet and approaches you steadily, collar in hand. his predatory eyes are crimson—fresh blood on a sharp blade—but as he steps up to you, he raises a gentle gloved hand to cup your face. he breathes a wry chuckle as you melt into his hold.

“did you think you would get away unscathed after that stunt you pulled during my meeting, darling?” lucifer coos, thumb smoothing over your cheekbone, teasing tenderness. “no matter how sweet you are, you cannot escape your punishment.”

a foolish human, you rush to your own defense. “it was mammon’s idea and—” lucifer squeezes your jaw to stop your prattling, your glossy lips puckered into a cute pout.

the demon has half a mind to kiss you stupid and take you against the wall, but that wouldn’t be fun, now would it? after all: you must learn your lesson.

your gaze flickers down to the collar. the buttery black leather is accented by a gleaming buckle. no frills, no embellishments, no nonsense—much like your lover. the only notable feature of the collar is hidden on the interior lining: lucifer’s name spelled out in little silver stamps, each letter flipped backwards so when the collar hugs your neck, the cool metal nips at your warm flesh. after it’s unbuckled and removed, the demon’s name is branded into your skin.

it’s an ephemeral reminder of who you belong to.

“good pets only speak when they are spoken to,” lucifer reprimands as he fastens the collar around your neck tight enough to be uncomfortable. you whimper as you feel his name kiss your throat.

he offers you a sinister smile, wine-dark irises glowing with foreboding. “mammon will receive his punishment too, i can assure you. but i would be more concerned about myself if i were you.”

the thinly-veiled threat curls against your nape and gooseflesh skitters across your limbs. you shiver. lucifer pats your head like an owner comforting his jittery lapdog before crossing his arms and giving you a firm command: “strip.”

your fingers slip beneath the hem of your shirt and you pull it off in one swift motion; your bottoms pool at your feet soon after, then finally your undergarments fly to the floor. perhaps you should feel vulnerable—nude and collared before the fully clothed demon—but you are single-mindedly focused on avoiding any further transgressions.

lucifer barely spares you a glance before he turns his back to you and walks toward the mahogany door. “better. now follow me.”

dropping on all fours, you trail after lucifer, knees knocking and palms dragging against the gnarled hardwood floor. you hesitate when he turns a corner and heads in the direction of the front entryway. as if he has eyes on the back of his head and can hear your thoughts, he stops to assert, “all my brothers are where they should be.” he doesn’t need to tell you to keep moving—the order is in the steel edge of his cool tone.

descending the stairs is difficult, and you scurry to keep pace with lucifer’s long strides, his footsteps muffled by the plush, centuries old carpet that leads to the living room. you follow him obediently down the winding halls, breathing sharply in and out of your nose so you don’t pant like a dog. confusion clouds your thoughts when the demon stops outside your bedroom.

you can taste the question that sits on the tip of your tongue, but you swallow it down. wordlessly, lucifer opens the door, and you halt mid-crawl, a shocked gasp tumbling out of your lips.

mammon is bound and gagged, hanging upside down from the ceiling. the magic-imbued rope crackles and sparks as it comes into contact with the demon’s skin, a duel between lucifer’s magic and mammon’s, the woven fibers ultimately preventing the second-born’s escape. he’s writhing around against his bonds and letting out muffled curses as you enter the room.

when mammon spots you, he ceases to struggle altogether, body sagging and golden irises wide as grimm. you scramble to preserve some modicum of dignity, falling to your knees, hands flailing to protect your chest. flames engulf your skin and tears sting at your eyes. neither of you register the sound of lucifer closing the bedroom door and the lock clicking into place.

against your better judgment, you address the demon who orchestrated this twisted rendezvous.

“lucifer? what’s going on?” you wince at the words that leave your trembling lips—unusually high-pitched and squeaky like a dog toy. your humiliation intensifies.

“did you hear something, mammon?” lucifer addresses his younger brother casually, icy voice haughty. “it sounded like…yapping.”

mammon doesn’t react to lucifer’s question, still staring at you.

“you’ve been here for a while, and still have quite some time left, so i thought i would be a good big brother and bring you a little distraction to pass the time,” lucifer explains, stroking your hair. his touch would feel absentminded if you didn’t know him so well. “isn’t that right, little one?”

your neck snaps up to look at lucifer. his heavy hand still rests atop your head and his menacing grin reveals knife-edged incisors. you tremble beneath him: easy prey.

“you and mammon got into trouble together, darling; now you shall endure your punishments together.”

lucifer’s palm curves to fist your hair and tug you forward. in an attempt to avoid being dragged, you haphazardly crawl beside him, fingernails scraping against the floor. he stops you only a few feet from where mammon swings from the rafters.

“what do you think of my pet, mammon?” lucifer taunts. each word is an alluring barb dripping with poison. you watch the white-haired demon; his adam’s apple bobs in response to his brother’s question.

lucifer switches his attention to you, kneeling down to your height, thumbing at your plush bottom lip. “how would you like to give my dear brother a little show?” he asks. your body reacts before your brain can and you nod. his lips tug into a smirk. “i knew you would.”

your stomach turns as lucifer stands up and unbuckles his belt. his voice is low as he orders, “on your knees.” hot tears are already blurring your vision as you wobble into position.

lucifer pulls his cock out of his trousers, flushed and oozing precum. “tongue out.”

you do as he says, pink muscle lolling out of your mouth, salivating in anticipation. lucifer smacks his heavy tip onto your extended tongue and you stay still, awaiting his next order. under your fluttering lashes your wet gaze is glued to his; he beams.

“good pet.”

you are too rapt to notice your audience’s stifled groans and the prominent bulge in his jeans.

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propertyofwhitney67 · 2 months

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Little Kitten

M!Whitney x AFAB!Reader

TW: smut, pet play, mention of kidnapping, kinda yandere Whitney

Words:1,070

𝘔𝘺 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘗𝘦𝘵 - (𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵)

Note: Note: A continuation of My Little Pet. I chose to use kitty instead of puppy bc puppy makes me uncomfortable for some reason.

Also thank you so fucking much for 300 followers! You guys are amazing! I'm sorry this took so long to write. <3

It’s not so bad being Whitney’s pet, he takes care of me and keeps me safe. He even gets me toys and cute outfits. They look expensive, but he tells me not to worry about that. He only wants the best for his kitty, which includes clothes, toys, and food.

Being here is the happiest and safest I’ve ever felt.

I was napping lazily on Whitney’s bed with the tv on in the background when he opened his bedroom door, throwing down his bag and looking around for me. I stretched lazily, catching his attention and making him smile. “There’s my kitty.” He cooed and patted me on the head, fully waking me up.

I sat up and smiled at Whitney as he changed out of his school clothes. “Did you have a good day?” I asked him like any good pet would.

He grunted and tossed his shirt in the hamper, “Fucking sucked.” Once he was fully naked he laid down on the bed, patting his lap. “Come on kitty.” I crawled up to where he was and sat on his lap. “You know that’s not what I meant.” He tugged at my collar, “Don’t act stupid, Y/n.” I whined and nodded the best I could with his grip on the collar around my neck. He smiled smugly and released his grip on my collar.

I did as he wanted, sitting on his lap and cockwarming him. “Always ready for me.” He groaned lowly as I easily took him with no prep. He wrapped an arm around my waist as I rested my head on his chest.

“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked as he grabbed his phone. He obviously had a rough day, but I didn’t want to anger him by asking about it too much.

He sighed, and I felt his body relax some. “No, not really. I just want to relax with my pet.” He kissed the top of my head and tightened his grip around my waist.

It didn’t take long for me to become impatient. I wanted him to fuck me, but he just kept playing on his phone. “Whitney…” I whined and tried to bounce in his lap, but he stopped me. Grabbing me by the hips and holding me down.

“Impatient slut.” He grumbled angrily, still painfully gripping my hips. “Good kitties ask their owner for permission. Do I have to put you in your cage?”

I whined again and shook my head, “No, please.” I didn’t want to go in the cage, I wanted to be on the bed with him. “I’m sorry…”

“If you’re really sorry, you’d show it.” He had that smug look on his face and lifted me off his lap and tossed me onto the bed. He hovered over me, caging me in with his arms. “Now be a good kitty,” He leaned in close and whispered in my ear, “and serve your owner.” I cried out in surprise as he bit down hard on the neck with his sharp teeth. He only chuckled in response, enjoying my shock and pain.

I held the spot on my neck where he bit me and pouted, “I am a good kitty…”

“Then do as you’re told, I trained you better than this.” He retorted and trailed his hands down my body before stripping me of the frilly lingerie I was wearing. “So perfect…” He mumbled under his breath, groping my chest before pinching my nipple.

I yelped and lightly smacked his hand away. “Tease…” I muttered, feeling my face heat up.

“Oh, I’m going to do more than tease.” He pinched me again before trailing his hands down my body and resting them on my thighs, pulling them apart and showing off my wet cunt. He smirked at the sight, “This wet from a little cockwarming? You’re such a slut.”

He gathered some of my wetness with his finger, “Open.” I obediently opened my mouth and sucked my juices off his finger. “Good girl.”

I hummed happily at his praise and released his finger with a pop sound. “If I’m such a good girl, I should get a reward.” I grinned mischievously, knowing he would give in.

He smirked before grabbing my thighs and pulling me closer. I could feel his cock throbbing against my thigh, “Who am I to deny such an obedient kitty.” He lined himself up before roughly thrusting into my wet cunt, forcing me to take him to the base. He groaned lowly into my ear while I dug my nails into his back.

Even after all this time, he still takes my breath away. It was like we were made for each other. He fits perfectly inside me. Or that’s what he tells me…his thoughts have become mine since he took me. All the training has taken a toll on my mind, sometimes I can’t tell the difference between his thoughts and mine.

I shook my head to rid myself of those thoughts. I’m his obedient kitty, nothing more.

“What’s wrong kitten?” Whitney’s voice broke me from my thoughts. He tapped on my forehead with his forefinger. “Thinking too hard?”

I frowned and nodded, “Yeah…” I felt slightly ashamed and embarrassed of my thoughts. “Sorry…” He takes such good care of me, I shouldn’t be thinking such things.

“You know what happens when you think too hard.” Whitney reminded me and I nodded sadly. He rubbed slow circles on my clit, “Good.”

I moaned at his touch, clenching down around him. “Whitney, please…” He knows exactly how to drive me crazy.

“Well, since you asked so nicely.” He grinned with a smug look on his face and didn’t hesitate to set a quick pace. My hips meeting his with every thrust.

It didn’t take long for me to cum, “Don’t stop...” I begged, wanting him to fuck me through my orgasm.

Whitney groaned in my ear, “Wasn’t planning on it kitten.” He bit my neck again, pulling more moans from me. The pain only intensified everything.

I wrapped my legs around his hips and he held me close, cumming inside me. “Fuck.” We both groaned as his warm cum filled me.

He didn’t bother puling out, just holding me close and resting his head on my chest, “I’m never letting you go.”

The rational side of me feared his words, but his training persisted. “I don’t ever want to leave.”

𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

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starry-eyedblog · 2 months

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my mind is full of the idea of soap getting hard when listening to the way you speak to the dog. instantly has a boner when you say "who's my good boy? yes it's you! aww look at that tail wagging, you a happy boy?"

you're completely oblivious that he's soaking through his boxers behind you as you pet the dog. even better if this is soap JUST finding out he is a whore for pet play and wants to be a puppy for you. god he'd be so ashamed, not understanding why he's getting so needy over you saying a few words in a soft voice!! poor puppy ;(

#johnny soap mactavish #john soap mactavish #john mactavish #johnny mactavish #soap mactavish #soap call of duty #soap cod #tw pet play #puppy johnny #puppy soap #tw smut #gn reader #johnny mactavish x reader #johnny mactavish x you #soap x reader #soap x you #soap mw2 #call of duty modern warfare

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bakubunny · 2 months

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a needy little bunny

a/n: dropping an incomplete fic i’m giving up on that i think @dcsiremc might like. tags included bc that’s where i was going with it but yeah. take or leave what you want. 🖤

tags: f!reader, frottage; shoe grinding; humiliation; free use; ruined orgasms; d/s dynamics; power exchange; honorifics used: sir, daddy, bunny, little bunny, babygirl, sweetheart, angel, princess; body checks (f receiving); fingering (f receiving); vaginal sex; oral sex (m receiving)?

"Come. Sit at my feet, bunny," Hitoshi said.

It was Saturday morning. You'd hardly finished breakfast with him, coffee still in hand as you walked towards the livingroom when he requested it. Needless to say, his command was a bit jarring.

"May I finish my coffee first?" It came out with a little more snark than you'd intended, but Hitoshi usually knew better than to make demands before you'd had at least one cup in your system.

The look in his eye was hard. "No. Sit."

After handing him his coffee, you set yours down on the table next to where he sat. He opened his legs, leaving room for you on the floor. "You may sit however you'd like.”

You sat comfortably on the floor facing away from him and towards the television. Once your coffee was finished, Hitoshi ran a hand over your head, silently approving of your obedience.

Hitoshi took your cup and pushed one leg forward. “Hop on, baby.”

A flash of heat hit your face, but you straddled his foot.

“Grind.”

“But-”

“Grind,” Hitoshi said.

Embarrassment flooded your cheeks as your body throbbed. Your hips rolled once, twice, and again….

#there’s a ton more incomplete drafts so #i rly wanted to finish this bc i rarely indulge myself in bunny reader when i write but i just know it’s probably not gonna happen #tw pet play #x reader #shinsou hitoshi

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himbo-in-limbo · 11 months

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Tw uhh…pet play??? Also kinda toxic I think (it’s Yandere actually)

Since I head canon as Yautja!Raians Kure clan fam to be Super badblood predators I don’t think there morals (when it comes to other species) would be all that good?? like let’s say your an ooman that was found abandoned on a ship in space expecting death BUT u get saved by the Kure clan! Yay alive! But now your a…maid or something….eughh….

And ofc since their clan is supposed to be kept a secret ESPECIALLY any details of what the inside would look like your essentially not allowed to leave…like…ever…

Now back to Yautja!Raian (y’all can call this oc Pearl) you are the new…”maid” that has joined the clan (surprisingly willingly??) let’s say u had no where else to go, anyways all the other servants and pretty much any other yautja on the ship reaaaaaly either fucking hates Raian OR are scared shitless of him to the point that any newbies are just forced to be his new “caretaker” until something happens that requires a replacement!….For some reason you proved to be different than the others! so much in fact it entertained him, which rarely happens in a not-so-crazy manner SO you were chosen to be his personal maid…yay?

It’s surprisingly not a bad job? You do have to be cautious of him when he’s in a bad mood (that goes for any yautja tbh) but overall your literally the safest ooman on the ship, and as time goes by and your bond with one another gets stronger…literally no one messes with you at all…u also get spoiled by him now yippee!

Your his precious little lamb n he’ll kill anything that’ll take u away from him! (ANYTHING)

#I feel like yautja!Raian would be a bit more intense since u know their morals as a species are different #tw yandere #tw pet play #my art #digital art #digital illustration #original design #original character #my oc #oc lore #yautja #Yautja!Raian #kure raian #sorry if this is cringe #n if it’s outta pocket 👉👈 sometimes u just think about what it’d be like being a cute little pet #to these big scary ass aliens

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yourlilsweetheart · 1 year

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thinking hard about how adorable you look when you get all dumbfounded from overstimulation, my hand still stroking your pretty, leaking cock even when you've already cum a few seconds before. i coo sugared praises to you when i notice how flustered your face is, small tears in your eyes and a silly smile on your lips. you're my good little boy, aren't you? so obedient just for me, letting me do anything i want to you even when my caresses are already starting to hurt. you look so gorgeous, my love. i adore the sight of your body all marked, spanked and bitten. i adore seeing your thighs trembling with each pump i give. i adore hearing your whimpers, cries and moans, not knowing if you want me to stop or if you'd like me to continue pleasuring you. what i adore the most though, is that we both know i'm the only one who can get you this high <3

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letterstotheflre · 2 years

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this awoke something in me but just imagine you n chrissy both facing each other while you're both sitting on one side of eddies cock and just rubbing against while you both make out. i feel like eddie would lose his mind at that ... kind of like you're both scissoring each other but with eddie in between

you guys get so desperate when you are like this :(( you're both whining and sniffling, rutting needily at the air bc eddie's cock keeps slipping out :(( so eddie takes a hold of it, hand firm around the base.

"shh, shh, it's okay," he croons, placing his free hand on the small of your back and guiding you, smoothing your movements. he chuckles when your jaw goes slack and a breathy moan slips out. "it's okay. there you go, good girl."

chrissy's hands are pawing at you, cradling your face and kissing you, slipping her tongue into your mouth and playing with yours. once eddie's sure you can keep moving without his help, he helps chrissy. she gasps when her swollen clit drags up and you swallow it down, the kiss turning sloppy and wet as your minds turn to mush.

eddie's not doing much better either. the feel of both of your warm, wet pussies gliding along his dick and your needy noises make him feel drunk and high at the same time. he groans when each of you slip a hand down to his balls and cradle one in your palms, squeezing them gently. "g-god, you're so pretty like this. pretty bunnies humping my cock. gonna make us all m-messy, give each of you a load."

#it took me second to imagine the position lol #but god i need this so bad #need to numb my brain and be his pretty bunny GOD #eddiemunson #chrissycunningham #eddie munson x reader #chrissy cunningham x reader #tw pet play

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