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sleazysquid · 1 year

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For the requests: Do you think Dabi is into any sort of piss marking? Like internal urination/golden showers, just filthy stuff that marks you as his? I've been thinking about this a lot and always kinda waver.

Smh putting me tf out with this one I’m in adoration omg. So many approaches to this it’s hard to choose one… but I really wanna fixate on the watersports, power aspect, I feel like there isn’t a lot of love out there for that sort of fetish so.. I might have gotten a little carried away with this ask…

This Is What The Devil Does (Dabi x Reader):

Word Count: 1.1k

Tags/warnings: female reader, HEAVY watersports action, a little bit of some power play happening here, scent marking, public humiliation (f receiving), established relationship, dubcon kinkplay, a little bit of dumbification and noncon pic taking at the end.

I’m definitely leaning towards Dabi being the one to bring it up at some point or finding out on accident that the both of you have a kink for it. Maybe via… starting out as a joke and peeing on you in the shower? When he’s in the comfort of your home, he’s usually kind and loving behind closed doors. In public though? He loves to treat you lower than dirt at times.

You’ve learned that at any point if you’re walking down the streets he can just pull you into an alleyway to use you as his personal, and quite beautiful, urinal. Depending on his mood he may or may not actually aim for your mouth. Not a day goes by where you’re not swallowing a few warm (sour) gulps of his urine, opting to wipe the tip clean on your hair. It’s safe to say most of his bodily fluids have been either consumed or worn as a fashion accessory now. You nearly die of embarrassment showing up to a league meeting knowing you fucking reek of his piss. It gets him off when someone asks, “god what’s that smell?” Knowing it’s you, and watching you slowly back away from group. Even through all the precautions you take, having fresh clothes to change into in your backpack, he finds out pretty quickly and snags the clothes when you’re occupied with something else before going out.

“How else are people supposed to know you’re mine? You said you were game for anything, so. I don’t see why you’re making such a sour face when I’m just doing what you asked. Besides, your tits look great when they’re in a piss soaked shirt.” He quips while tucking himself back in, lightly slapping your face before offering the same hand to help you off your knees.

Over time, Dabi’s grown confident in himself and this newfound power dynamic. You’re his and his alone. He may let the other men in the group make their snide comments towards you, but at the end of the day you’re the one covered in his scent at all times. But of course, it’s not just the power, or the embarrassment, but most of all the act itself. He gets creative, searching for more ways to incorporate piss play more and more.

What would be the ultimate conquest than to go inside? He’s contemplated back and forth about this idea— the health consequences perhaps… he does care to a degree, but how good it’ll feel to possibly both of you (but especially him). His communication isn’t the best in your relationship. Most of these bursts of kink occur spontaneously. On a normal night, he’s got you in a mating press. Your legs are a little achy from staying like that for so long. The heat from his hands inadvertently climbing up in temperature from how rough he’s fucking you. That familiar sinister smirk peaks up from the corners of his mouth.

“ ‘want me to fill you up, baby?” He questions in a low husk. The vague wording skirting around your thoroughly fucked mind.

You nod, begging him with your voice breaking with each jolt of his hips, “please fucking fill me up, I need it so bad!”

“Hah.. you asked for it..”

A sudden warmth surges through your entire body. His mouth falls open, a long sigh drawls out from the depths of his scarred chest. Eyes flittering ever so slightly from the feeling of relief, losing focus but trying to maintain contact with you. You begin squirming beneath him. This isn’t right, this shouldn’t be happening— it’s taken too far, you’ve been pretty open to everything he’s asked to try, but this is something way out of your comfort zone, something that hadn’t ever been discussed before. Clammy palms hold you down and force you to be even more of just a warm receptacle. His other hand snakes its way to your clit, forcing involuntary spurts of your orgasm follow suit; and coupled with the hot constant stream, it forces you to cum harder around his pissing cock. You feel so full from the ridiculous amount he’s letting into you. It overflows and dampens the sheets beneath you, dripping in every possible nook and fold while soiling his legs.

“It feels… so warm. I feel… so full.” You breathe out as the initial shock wears off and twists into dumbed down euphoria. You’re already so warm to him, so inviting. A personal slut who loves milking his cock for his cum, and now his piss. It’s such a strange sensation but you’re instantly fixated on it, on him, him, only him, and everything about him. You cry out his name as he empties his bladder inside your throbbing pussy, singing praises and begging him to start moving again.

“You really like it that much, huh?” Dabi’s face lights up.

“Fuck yes! Please… fuck yes!! Please start moving, I wanna feel it more, please Dabi??” Your dumbed down brain can’t even fully form sentences anymore, just little begs like a lost puppy.

You’re both in such a vulnerable state even with him having the upper hand, he can’t help but give in to your cute little pleas. His hips snap against you at a harsh tempo; creating disgusting, sopping wet noises that compete with the volume of your moans as his piss sloshes around inside you to a disgusting degree. Dabi’s not sure how long he can even last in this state anymore as you’re now fully intentionally sucking his cock in and out, creating a tight silky friction that makes him feel like he could cum at any second now. Arms outreach to him—inviting to become even closer to your body more than ever; you grip the fluffy black locks as he fixes open mouth kisses around the corners of your lips. With hands now on either side of your head, gently caressing, he chokes out beautiful breathy moans that fan over the shell of your ear as he spills hot spurts of his seed inside your spent cunt.

When he pulls out, a mixture of piss and cum flow out of your abused pussy. The filthy sight of it nearly hardens him back up. He’s tempted to try and coax another round or two out of you, but right now you look thoroughly exhausted and completely drenched in sweat. So he does what all great boyfriends do, gently lifts you up and gets you to the tub to help clean you up of course, but not before pulling out his phone to take a couple pictures. You just look too delicious and ruined to not memorialize such a feat.

3am: Dabi sent a photo to the groupchat

“I told you I’m keeping this one all to myself, you fucking creeps.”

#tw.piss #tw.watersports #tw.humiliation #tw.dumbification #tw.dubcon #dabi x reader #touya x reader #tw.omorashi #tw.toxic relationship

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midnightmoonkiss · 2 years

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Albedo watersports and omorashi sounds so sexy though holy fuck-

Albedo X AFAB! Reader

WARNINGS!: Omorashi , Watersports kinda

18+ Minors Do Not Interact !!!

RIGHT???!? He’s like the only other character who I think would be into it (Childe being the other.. maybe Kaeya and Ayato but thats a maybe..)

LIKE.

Everyone is ok if accidents happen, no Genshin character is grossed out by these kinks should you have them, they’d indulge, I just dont feel like it’d interest them as much as it does Albedo

Piss Prince (jk)

Albedo likes testing his and your limit, ofc bladder is involved...

I can imagine him (after getting consent) getting you to drink a bunch of liquid before engaging in.. sexual activities..

Imagine it right..

Face buried in a bunch of pillows, knees spread wide apart, hands helplessly clawing at the sheets as you whine at the strain on your bladder and the pleasure of your alchemist boyfriend’s perfect cock pounding into you, angling his hips just right to hit that special little spot deep inside you with each thrust.. he knows you so well, after all.

Wet slaps bounced around in his room, soft bed creaking with every forward movement he made.

Albedo’s warm, bare chest would be flushed to your arching back, sadistic smile on his pink lips. Loose, silky strands of his sandy-blonde hair fall over your shoulder as his free hand rests above your bladder on your tummy.

He couldn’t help himself, he wanted to know your limits. Albedo could feel how large and full your bladder was as he fucked into you at a brutal, mind numbing pace, heavy and full balls slapping against your twitching clit.

It was so overwhelming, the desperate desire to keep it all in to avoid embarrassment.. even if letting go when you couldn’t hold it anymore was exactly what he wanted.

How lewd..

He’d definitely be saying something like-

“Tell me.. how long can you hold it in for? Are you going to piss yourself soon, love? Hm?” His words are laced with curiosity and malicious teasing intent - but soft spoken and full of love. So like him.

The famed alchemist kissed your already marked up neck, humming with satisfaction as he felt your body burn with embarrassment.

‘So cute..’ He’d think to himself.

Reaching for one of your hands, he lace his fingers with yours, palm pressed to the back of your hand, the intimate action almost seeming out of place with what was happening down below.

Albedo adored listening to your whines and pleads, so wanting for more but at the same time begging for him to stop and let you go to the bathroom.

Albedo wasn’t cruel, if that’s what you truly wanted he would let you go.. but you knew the safe word, if this was too much you’d tell him.

Pleads and cries turned into quiet sobs and hiccups, inability to hold it in any longer making quite the mess out of both your and his thighs and onto the many layers of thick towels below.

He’d chuckle, cooing at you whilst licking away your tears. His question was finally answered, glancing at the pocket watch on his bedside table. He’d have to write this down later..

Despite the conclusion, his movements didn’t stop, thrusting into your addictive tight heat as you made such a warm mess.. To ease your discomfort, he moved his hand from your stomach, middle finger gathering some slick between your legs before rubbing slow circles around your little bundle of nerves.

It’s alright, he assured, he’ll clean it up and praise you for doing so well with this experiment.. perhaps he’ll have to run more, hypothesis’s already forming in his head as he grunted.

Right now, though, he wondered if you’ve become more sensitive now thanks to the release of your bladder..

Yes, so many things to figure out.

You’ll help him, right?

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minhavn · 2 years

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omorashi with beomgyu and drinking each others' piss >>>>>>

nawt this 😭

beomgyu loves to take control of literally everything and ofc as his cute little pet, he has to make sure you stay obedient to him when he's taking you out for a small stroll around the neighborhood.

so when you disobeyed and couldn't hold it in, beomgyu had to make sure that you clean your mess up by licking them clean. ofc he knows he's not done yet, so as an apology, you have to make sure that you won't budge when you become his personal urinal <//3

#yijin — hard hour #yijin — dark contents #txt smut #beomgyu smut #tw.omorashi #tw.piss kink #tw.pet play

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ofallthingsnasty · 2 years

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(maybe some sir nastiness will help ease your sorrows? But I do hope overall you had fun!!! Not super reread bc it was more a stream on consciousness sorta writing,but me hopes u likey 💜grem)

Can you imagine drunkenly coming onto sir and he's just not having any of it? Straight up shooting you disgusted looks and you giggle about how cute his fingers would look round your throat? He takes it in stride and even buys you *one last drink* dispite you thinking it should be cutoff time.

And he, frustratingly sober dispite everyone's attempts at getting him to join in on the fun, is the designated driver for you and another coworker who just happens to be spending the night in someone else's bed, so your stuck with a silently glaring sir as he buckles you in the backseat (like a kid! The audacity! Your a damn adult you should be in the front seat! And you let him know this. Sorta. You whine pathetically but you feel it gets the point across.)

Halfway through the drive to your place you start realizing you had way too much to drink and you needed to pee. Like. *now* And again you tell him that, and his only response? "Hold it."

When he finally pulls into your drive your practically ready to run to the bathroom as quickly as you can in your state but he stops you by grabbing your arm and demanding your keys. And fuck your just desperate to get in your house you shove them at him and try to get him to open the door immediately.

But no, he's got a grip on your chin and forces you to look him in the eye, holding your keys hostage and he starts lecturing you on every little thing you did wrong that night. And you can't fucking believe him? This is your place and sure he can lecture you in a professional environment but now of all times? He can practically see your not listening so he nods, moreso in confirmation of what he was thinking, and grabs a fistful of your hair and yanks.

He just unlocks your door and drags you in by your hair, uncaring to the pain or the embarrassment of it. You almost cry at the sight of your bathroom down the hall but he forces you past it and into the living room.

You do start to cry though when he forces you over his knee one hand still gripping your hair, tugs your pants down, and dispite your now desperate wiggling, he purposely makes sure his thin kneecap is pressing into your bladder. Any attempts at freedom are met with more force directly on your midback and you force yourself to freeze because any more pressure and your going to piss yourself. On him. On your furniture.

Then he tells you to count, and your still not really listening because every braincell no fried by the alcohol is trying to keep yourself from pissing and making a mess of everything. So when he slap your ass he painfully brings you back to the present and fuck. You feel your control slip from the shock and you barely let any piss out, but it's too late. Your trembling and clamping your legs together as tight as possible but when he lands another hit on your ass your control is gone.

He keeps slapping your ass as you make a mess of yourself and him, heuristically both crying and trying to get away. Maybe to save some sort of decentcy you had? It doesn't matter, your so far gone when you finish, and he's cooing at you. It's hard to make sense of what's happening, everything is underwater and he's telling you how much of a good girl you are. Or maybe a bad girl? His words are condescending sounding, but dipped in honey to make the sting something you hang onto like it's your saving grace.

You think he's done after a moment of silence. You wait for him to shove you off of his lap, onto the floor in your own piss and storm out. But you didn't expect him to start rubbing you through your soaked panties. Your shaking in shock and excitement dispite everything that's happened, you find out just how skilled he is with those hands very quickly.

When you finish, you think this weird horny torture session is over, but he just slips the fingers he had just a moment ago been fucking you with. You can taste both your cum and piss and you barely hear him start to tell you how you had your fun, but it's now *his* turn for some fun.

omg anon you literal angel 😭💕💕💕 this is so fucking hot i want this so so so bad. thank you so much this is so sweet 😭💕 hhhh you're a life saver dhjs

Wow, this is so hot 🥴 I get so handsy and mouthy when I'm drunk- and he is so handsome! Yes, he's your boss but come on, you're already swooning over him when you're sober - alcohol is just gonna make your little crush on him worse. And up to a certain point, he tolerates it: lets you hang off his arm and grin your stupid little grins at him, lets you whine and pout and laugh while you're telling him some completely trivial anecdote, offers you a napkin when you spill stupidly expensive drinks all over your shirt. But when you try to kiss him on the cheek for buying you some fancy cocktail he'll give you a sour look and simply push you back with his right hand, two fingers digging into your forehead. You'll pout about that as well but just a sip of your sugary drink will make you forget all about it. (Good thing everybody else is drunk as well because you wouldn't live down the teasing if they weren't- you're all over him and it's a little too obvious that you're absolutely smitten with him)

Ooooh and the babying and the lecture 🥴 Even piss-drunk you can feel the shame burning bright and hot in your cheeks- getting reprimanded by Sir is embarrassing and in front of your home, too? Uh oh hopefully the neighbors are already fast asleep… I am salivating over this 🤤 And the piss and spanking! My god- with the alcohol meddling with your perception he could do some real damage until the pain finally settles in- and not to mention more unsavory things 👀 He'll have you crying and thrashing about because it's too much, too fast but you simply can't cum. Soaked to the bone with your own piss and a severely beaten ass, this is definitely a special kind of torture… Oh goodness. Like- I can't add anything to this because it's just too hot- the forced wetting, the spanking, the condescension, Sir being Sir 🤤 My, my And I feel like he gets even more talkative when he's finally fucking you on your ruined couch, face shoved down into the cushion while he goes so hard and fast that you can only whine and drool about it. Fucks you from behind because he simply 'can't stand to see your stupid, drunk face right now'- and isn't this what you wanted the whole night? Shame on you and shame on him for ever hiring such a stupid slut. You've done this before, haven't you? Hell, you probably fuck any halfway decent guy who buys you a drink or two.

When he's done with you, you're nothing but a mess full of cum and piss and sweat- now your appearance matches your true nature 🤭 But he isn't a monster - he'll shuffle you into the shower and makes sure you brush your teeth and drink some water. It won't hold off the hangover you're going to have tomorrow, but it's a start. And when you wake up you're not quite sure if this was only a very elaborate wet dream or reality, only the stain on your couch and your bloodied ass are proof of this really happening. When you go back into work on Monday, he'll act like nothing happened- won't mention the fact that you can't hold his gaze for longer than a second or that you wince whenever you sit down. And maybe you think that this was a one-time thing, maybe a lapse of judgment on his side- but the next night out with the agency has already been planned and scheduled🤭

#ask #gremlin (affectionate)#tw.piss #tw.alcohol #tw.omorashi #tw.noncon #sir tag #seriously you are an angel #this is so damn hot #catch me every office party making doe eyes at him #hhhh i am hdsjahj #hdfsjhjdsdjkd so hot so hot

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sleazysquid · 1 year

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Would you be willing to write about canon Gyutaro with a piss kink?

I loved how filthy he was in your other fic! So I think it’d be realistic he’d be into this too. What do you think?

Hi!! Hello! Welcome ❤️ I’m super glad you liked my Gyutaro fic! I think specifically canon Gyutaro wouldn’t be opposed to violating/humiliating your body in every way possible. That being said, I think he’s the kind of demon to surprise you with some of his nasty habits and tactics, really going out of his way to put you lower than your place as a common human. We see this mocking/bullying theme resonate pretty heavily when he has the upper hand in the last bits of his fight with Tanjiro.

The Bottom Pit (Gyutaro x Reader)

Word count: 1.1k

Tags/warnings: female reader, noncon, humiliation, piss kink/forced omorashi (f receiving) attic wifery going on here, mild yan theme if you squint, a very mean Gyutaro experience for sure.

Seeing such a pretty human and wanting to finally fulfill every fantasy he’s ever had? He’s definitely not gonna kill you. You wish he did. He puts you more or less on the edge of death and humiliation. Gyutaro prides himself in fulfilling the domination aspect and taking it to the next level in piss play. You’re nothing more than just a little pocket pussy to him, in further progression of your dynamic he’s got you tight locked up somewhere in a special place inside Daki’s main house. Preferably in the attic or a hidden room. There, he’s emptying himself in you, on you, every possible way and in every fluid.

The room is dark and disgusting. It smells to the point where your nose has become numb to the pungent odor. They keep it just tidy enough to deter anyone from becoming suspicious. You’re fed to a minimum and wear very little clothing, all to please and satiate Gyutaro. Most days, you’re covered in an excess of spit and cum. More akin to a shoddy skeet blanket than an actual human.

You’re kidding yourself getting your hopes up in letting you go because lately his scare tactics and perverse creativity have dwindled to just about nothing over the past couple of months. Perhaps he’s satiated to a degree, maybe he’s found somebody new to play with (oh but you wouldn’t technically want that), or maybe he’s just done about everything he’s ever wanted to do. You can tell just from the little twitches in the way he moves when he’s had a bad day. Digesting a human possibly went sour, a fight that was supposed to end ten minutes earlier proved to prolong itself before he ultimately had the upper hand, who’s to say what’s pissed him off but Gyutaro is always sure to tell you at some point during his relief.

Lately there’s a new string of ingenuity that doesn’t seem to end any time soon. The first time it happened, you can crisply recall Gyutaro being hunched over your body, keeping himself as balls deep as long as he possibly can. Really slaving away at the sporadic shivers he sends your body into with every rut of his sharper-than-a-knife poor excuse for hipbones. You’re amping up the moans on this one tonight. Partly because you’re more tired than usual, another part it ends up feeling good in the end—and also, you have to pee. Really, really bad. And he’s not letting up any time soon unfortunately, it’s actually getting ridiculous.

Normally his run time is… quite quick even for human standards. But his stamina and rebound time has everything beat, meaning he can cum multiple times even if it’s to completion within a few minutes. You were really hoping that he’d give you a 3 minute pump and dump so you’d have time to bypass him and make it to the restroom. Fate would not be on your side, as if it ever really is.

Every second that passed by went too slowly. Every distraction, every crack in the ceiling and counting every flower on the wallpaper couldn’t keep you from the grinding thought, the urgent need to get away from him as soon as possible. Yes, he’s seen you at your lowest points and caused most of them, but you’re determined to not let this slip up. At least, that’s your mind doing all the big talk, while your mouth has decided it couldn’t take it anymore.

“G-Gyutaro.”

“What?” A shaky groan and an annoyed glare cuts right through you.

“C-can we stop for just maybe two seconds? I uh, really need to use the bathroom.”

Your request falls on nothing more than deaf ears and an impartial sneer. Gyutaro doesn’t let up, instead he’s jutting against you harder as his sharp nails squeeze into the plush of your thighs. It’s clear that now you’ve annoyed him by asking for one measly accommodation, even after seeing he was more irritated than normal when he approached you earlier. But that doesn’t seem to phase you too much, no, you’re really trying your hardest not to make him even more upset if you pissed on him.

“Gyu…Please..? I really need to go.”

He’s silent, becoming more visibly annoyed as he pays no bother to even look up at you.

“Please… I’d come right back so you can finish, I can’t hold it much longer…” The pressure from your bladder is becoming too much to handle, you’ve spent too much time distracting yourself and pleading with him is doing absolutely nothing. You’re sweating, praying, hoping to god you can hold it until he cums. You’re sticking it out as best as you can, to the point of now becoming deafeningly silent, breaking your fake moaning facade. Until—

Your pelvic floor decides to give in. A sudden feeling of relief followed by immediate anxiety take over your senses, your heart is pounding through your chest with the realization that you just pissed on him. His thrusts come to a full stop as you soil his still shaft, dripping down both of your legs. Gyutaro stares down at your still-pissing cunt. The hands that held you in place are now breaking skin and burrowing themselves into your flesh, he resumes ravaging you. The new scent of piss and sex are nauseating to your head as you lay back and take whatever he gives you.

“You’re a fucking vile little pet, you know that?” He harasses, you give him a taste of his own silent treatment.

“C’mon, say it. Couldn’t even go before I got home, I even warned you today that I just wanted a good fuck, don’t you remember anything?”

You don’t remember, he never said anything to you, and now you feel just as stupid as he tells you.

“Fucking say it. Say you’re disgusting,”

“I’m disgusting-“

“for pissing all over my master’s cock.”

“-For pissing all over my master’s cock..”

A smile contorts, “Good girl.. you’re my good girl.” Gyutaro whines. His stamina, to your dismay, lasts throughout the whole night, unable to even clean yourself off until he permits you to do so. It’s been like that since that night. Inadvertently showing him a new fetish he didn’t know even existed, to degrade you and demean you just a little more than he did in the past. He’s taken the time to give you slightly better care then previously, to his credit. Going out of his way to make sure you’re all filled up on liquids to release all over him. God help you when he ultimately discovers he can degrade you further by making you drink his piss, or maybe something far worse… Who knows what’s yet to come, you’re just holding out and barely scraping by each night anyway. Tomorrow’s struggles are long ahead and not your problem for now.

#tw.noncon #tw.omorashi #tw.piss #gyutaro x reader #tw.humiliation #tw.dark content #gyutaro shabana

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