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nanaslutt · 2 months

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thinking about itsuomi….

ʚ cont: fem reader, dry humping, praise, he talks you thought it, itsuomi is the greenest flsg, soft soft soft soft

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you wrapped your legs tighter around Itsuomi’s waist, trying to resist the urge to roll your hips against his crotch as he kissed you, his hands grabbing the sides of your waist, squeezing your skin tighter every so often.

his body felt so hot against yours, making your skin burn even hotter with desire. he kissed you slowly, passionately, making you really feel every inch of his lips against yours. your chest touched his every time you inhaled, trying to keep your breaths quiet and devoid of whimpers that so desperately wanted to escape.

you hadn’t noticed, too consumed in focusing on the silver haired man’s lips, but you had been squirming against him for a while now, too aroused and overwhelmed with how good this all felt. itsuomi pulled back from your lips, his lidded eyes taking over your face, your lips parted and swollen from the kiss, eyes cloudy, as you looked at him patiently, waiting for his next move.

“do you want to stop?” he asked, his voice coming out soft as he tipped his head at you. you felt your face heat up, never having had someone be so gentle with you before. you shook your head, squeezing your legs around his to emphasize your words.

“okay,” he responded, a barely there smile cracking the corner of his lips before he leaned his face back down. you expected to feel his lips on yours again, but you were instead met with the plushness of his lips on your neck, softly kissing right over your pulse point.

you were unable to hold back the gasp that left your lips, your hand immediately coming up to press against your mouth, a preventative measure to make sure no more embarrassing sounds left your lips. itsuomi pulled back for a moment, his lips just grazing your skin before he spoke, “You don’t have to hold back your voice, same goes for your hips.” he said, exposing you.

you felt a rush of heat burn your face, making you tip your head in the direction opposite from him. “I want to make you feel good, if you need to move, move. I’ll do it with you if you’re too shy, okay?” he said sweetly, pressing another kiss to your pulse point.

Itsuomi watched from the crook of your neck as your eyebrows pinched together before you nodded shyly, your hand pulling back from your mouth, slowly dropping back down onto his shoulder.

you allowed yourself to relax against him when you felt his kisses on your neck turn to sucks, his warm, wet tongue caressing your skin between his lips. you were met with the shallow, slow thrust of his hips against yours, making you gasp again, a sound you tried not to feel too embarrassed about since Itsuomi had told you to let go.

he experimentally thrust against you again, a bit harder this time, making you suck a breath in between your teeth. “feels good?” he whispered between sucks against your neck. “mhm..” you responded quietly, feeling that same familiar throbbing intensify between your thighs.

itsuomi picked up his pace a bit, finding a rhythm as he rutted his hips against yours. you could feel something prominent and hard pressing right against your cunt, making you feel dizzy. you knew what that feeling was. just knowing Itsuomi was as aroused as you were was driving you crazy.

“move your hips back against me, you can do it.” he encouraged, one of his hands sliding down your waist and landing on your hip. his fingers curled behind your lower back as he pulled your hips against him, helping you out.

he released a breathy moan against your neck when you gave in and let yourself move against him, humping your cunt on his crotch when he rubbed himself into you. “just like that.” he praised, picking his head up from the crook of your neck.

you looked like you were being fucked for real, your jaw open as whimpers steadily fell out as his hard boner rubbed against your clothed clit, eyes fluttering in your head, eyebrows scrunched together.

you hummed against his lips when he connected them once more, the kiss a little needier now as he pulled your leg over his hip, making you wrap your legs around his back. you felt yourself gush when his tongue poked against your lips, asking for permission. you opened them more against him, letting his warm tongue enter your mouth and tangle with yours.

breathy moans were being pushed out of your mouth and into his by his hips rutting against you, his cock straining in his pants against you making you feel hotter and hotter with each thrust. you did your best to move your tongue with his, but his quickly overpowered yours as he explored every inch of your mouth.

you cracked your eyes open and noticed how red his face looked, even being so close to yours. his eyebrows were pinched together slightly, twitching every so often when he thrust against you, making his cock rub against the inside of his boxers just right.

Itsuomi swore he could feel how hot you were between your thighs through all the layers of fabric. he wanted so badly to just pull down your panties and stretch you open on his fingers while he sucked your clit into his mouth, but he knew he had to be patient.

Itsuomi was shocked out of his little daydream when your body tightened around him, your hips wiggling more and more, begging for friction against your clit. were you close? just from a little dry humping? Itsuomi pressed himself against you and rolled his hips in circles, making his bulge rub your clit around through your clothes, just like he would do with his fingers.

your lips started to slow against his as kissing him back proved to be harder and harder the closer you got to finishing. you tapped repeatedly on his shoulder, trying to get him to let up a bit so you didn’t cum in your pants.

“it’s okay, you’re gonna cum aren’t you?” he asked between kisses, not slowing his hips once even as he spoke. “you can cum, i got you.” he whispered, making you head feel fuzzy and warm. you wrapped your arms around his shoulders tighter, bracing yourself.

itsuomi wasn’t quite there yet, but he was alright with edging himself if it meant he got to watch you cum. there would be plenty of times in the future he would be able to cum, he wasn’t greedy.

he watched in awe with a slightly opened mouth as your lips detached from his, your eyes fully falling shut, squeezing together tightly. “there you go, good girl.” he whispered as your body shook against his, your abdomen curling into him as your orgasm hit you.

it felt so fucking good as he worked you through it with his hips, rubbing you just the way you needed with his boner. your gasps and cries as you came were like music to his ears, he could feel himself drip pre cum into his boxers just from listening to you.

when you came down he immediately started pressing kisses to your hot cheeks, his hands brushing the stray hairs from your face. “good job, felt good right?” he asked, smiling at you with that usual smirk of his. you nodded, still a little out of it as you looked away, too embarrassed to meet his eyes.

“heh, i know. promise i’ll make you feel that again. over and over, as many times as you want.” he said, his words making your face burn furiously. you nodded and pushed his shoulders away, trying to hide. itsuomi giggled and separated his body from yours, sitting on the side of the bed as he played with your inner thigh.

“cmon, gotta get you cleaned up. i’ll run you a bath.” he said, his head tipping in the direction of the bathroom. you furrowed your eyebrows, looking down at the very obvious boner in his pants. itsuomi caught your gaze and pulled his t-shirt down over his cock, doing little to conceal it. “don’t worry about me, it’ll go down on its own.”

you felt bad he didn’t get to cum, but he seemed adamant in his words. next time, you would be sure to make him cum too. you nodded and let him scoop you into his arms as he walked you to the bathroom.

itsuomi wasn’t worried in the slightest about his little problem. he already planned to take care of it in his room while you soaked in the bath anyways, using the image of you orgasming on him as material to jerk off. the scene replaying over and over in his head on repeat.

#just a quick uhhhhh #thing #the new episode brought this on heh #nagi itsuomi #itsuomi smut #a sign of affection #smut #nagi itsuomi smut #nagi smut #itsuomi x reader

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bethsvrse · 2 months

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“one time Sirius and James walked in and Remus was too into it to stop so you had to throw a pillow at them so they leave”

Oh, now you have to write it, for the love of god now I’m begging you to write it

PAIRING marauders x fem!reader

A/N very short lmao

original fic - remus lupin nsfw headcannons

WARNINGS basically just filthy smut 😔

Remus was desperate for you. He needed to taste you, to make you his and him yours. As it was nearing the full moon, you understood that he got a lot more… sexual during that time.

The two of you have skipped class, currently in Remus’ dorm, making out on his bed, your shirt unbuttoned and his shirt off. He started to kiss down your body, his hand pulling your underwear down you leg. When he reached i between your legs, his tongue barely grazed your clit, your fingers flew to his hair tangling themselves in it.

Remus wasn't sure what was sweeter, your taste or the sounds falling from your lips. He knew what it took to push you over that edge and enjoyed feeling your body shake. He continued to lap at your clit until you pushed his head away, gasping. He leaned back from you, slipping a finger into you to replace his tongue. You clenched hard around his fingers, cursing lightly when he added a second and curled them up to hit that spot inside of you that he knew would have you seeing stars.

Your hands gripped the sheets tightly, the sound of his name being moaned from you was everything. He could feel when you were close right, right as you were reaching the climax suddenly the door was slammed open. “Hey Remus, why weren’t you in class-“ Sirius started to say but stopped when he saw the view in front of him.

Remus’ face in between your thighs with his fingers in deep. “Oh my god.” James muttered, also being hypnotised by the scene in front of him.

When you heard voices, you glanced towards the door and your eyes widened. You tried to pull Remus away from you but the boy only attached his lips to your clit once again causing you to moan out loud.

Sirius and James stood frozen, their hearts pounding as they beheld the sight before them. For Sirius, he has been crushing on you since third year; for James, it had started in fourth. When Remus revealed he was dating you, jealousy was the only was to explain their emotions.

In this moment, they longed to be in Remus' shoes, but you throwing a pillow at them had snapped them back to reality. Hastily, they retreated from the room, the door slamming behind them.

A/N idk if it’s just me, but I feel like the teacher from 10 things I hate about you when writing smut 💀💀

#bethsvrse #remus lupin x reader #uhhhhh #smut #remus lupin smut #sirius black x reader #james potter x reader #marauders era x reader #marauders era #marauders x reader #fem!reader #pure smut lmao

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charliemwrites · 4 months

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Woof woof… whimper

(Part 10… but technically a continuation of part 9)

Content: Dub-Con/Non-Con, Knotting

It takes your cock-addled brain a second too long to process what Soap’s just said. What he’s implied. And by then he’s all ready for you to buck against him, confused and angry.

“That’s so — that’s not funny!” You shout.

But he’s got you pinned thoroughly, your chest flat against the mattress and your ass flush against his hips. His cock buried so deep you can feel the hot head of it bullying the deepest parts of you. All your struggling does is make you clench up tight around him, makes him feel that much bigger and meaner inside you. Makes him grunt low and ragged in your ear, all animal appreciation.

“I’m not laughin’,” he replies, nipping at your shoulder.

“G-get off of me, get out, get—”

His hand slides into your hair again, gets a firm hold at the roots and presses your face into the blankets, muffling your protests. Shushes you like soothing a panicked animal.

“Now, now,” he chides, “I still gotta prove I’m not compensating, don’t I?”

You suck in a breath, squeezing your eyes shut. There have to be a million explanations other than the absolutely ludicrous one he’s just presented to you. Cameras, microphones….

How did he know where you live?

How did he know where the spare key was?

How did he know where your bedroom was?

How did he find you at the bar?

Stalker, you tell yourself. He’s a creep, you’ve always known that.

Then where’s your dog?

“N-no,” you warble, bucking again. Nearly scream as his cock twitches inside you; only reason you don’t is because you can barely breathe as it is. He’s so deep inside that he’s practically in your lungs. “No way you’re my — there’s no way. You’re crazy. I’m gonna— ah!”

He draws out as you speak, gradual, and then plunges in again all at once, cutting you off. Grinds his hips in a dirty circle too, burying himself as deep as he can.

“Aww, poor thing,” he coos. “S’alright, baby, I knew this would happen. We jus’ gotta get all those big, scary feelings out first. Then I can explain it all nice and slow.”

You try to scream at him. Try to curse him out, tell him there’s no way in hell you’re listening to a word he says now; never mind letting him spend another second with his dick in you.

All that comes out is a high-pitched keen as he starts fucking you without further preamble. It aches, but you can’t tell in what way. If it hurts, if it’s the best you’ve ever had. Both? Your nerves feel haywire, brain dragged to lust-stupid depths.

“See, there we go,” he rasps, punctuating with a sharp snap of his hips on that last word. “My perfect little mate. Your cunt was made for my cock, made to be bred by me. Isn’t that right?”

You try to shake your head, but his grip keeps you from doing more than sending electricity down your spine, hair pulled taut.

“Yeah it fucking is,” he growls to his own question, canting your hips back further. His fingers grip cruelly into the flesh, sure to leave bruises. You wish you didn’t enjoy the sensation, wish it didn’t make you spasm around him helplessly.

“‘Bout time I owned you right back, don’t you think?” He continues, never stopping or even slowing. You yelp as he tugs your necklace again, arching your back at a steep angle. “Even collared yourself up for me. All it needs is my name.”

Something about that drives some awful, slutty part of your brain fucking wild. The idea of you with a tight leather choker — a collar — with his name (you don’t think about what name) hanging from your throat…

“Like that, don’t you?” He chuckles meanly. “Who’s my good little slut? Who’s my perfect, soaked little breeding whore?”

Tears spring to your eyes as you realize the “I am” is right there on the tip of your over-saturated tongue. If you had air, brain cells, any ability at all, you’d be crying it to the ceiling like the toy he’s treating you as.

He’s going to ruin you, you think. He’s going to fuck you broken. You’re crying and wailing on his cock, think you’d actually throw a tantrum if he pulled out and left you on the edge right now. Would, you realize in horror, beg for him to keep going.

And then he snakes his hand around your hip and starts rubbing your clit — fast, hard little circles. Just the way you like; the way you’d do it yourself. Relentlessly and cruel, even when you try to writhe away from how fast you can feel yourself getting to the edge. Almost frightened by it, how quickly he’s mastered your body’s pleasure.

Frightened by the extra stimulation at your entrance, too. A little extra friction at first — shocking because you’re leaving a puddle on the sheets. But then the friction becomes pressure, becomes… more.

“W-wha….?” You slur, hips wriggling.

Soap (Johnny?) snarls in your ear and that feeling at your entrance grows. Feels, you realize with alarm, like stretching.

“Gonnae take my knot so well,” he rambles, accent thick like syrup, trickling into your empty brain, filling you up with meaningless sounds. “Plug you up full of my cum, breed you right just like you need.”

Any questions or confusion are whisked away by the extra stimulation at your entrance. The sensitive nerves getting just as much brutal attention as your inner walls, your cervix, that sweet spot inside you that makes your eyes roll back.

It all becomes too much all at once and crashes through you, devastating. You clamp down around him tight and needy, lean all your weight back into his thighs. And he practically howls as he sinks into you and stays, grinding and humping without ever actually pulling out again. You feel a flood of heat that seems to go on for an absurdly long time, cock pulsing against your overstimulated walls, milked for every last drop.

You shudder as your brain tries and fails to process it all. Like trying to decipher a foreign language from white noise. It’s nothing but static to you.

You can feel a tongue against your shoulder, scraped of blunt teeth. Soap/Johnny licking the sweat from your skin and nipping bruises into the flesh. You make an annoyed noise that comes out whinier than intended, shoving at his face.

“Get off, you bastard.” Your voice is pathetic, thick with tears and fractured in a hundred places.

“Can’t, bonnie, even if I wanted to.”

You scowl, try to look at him over your shoulder. He takes that opportunity to nuzzle against your temple.

“What?” You ask. “What are you talking about?”

“Did ye hear me?” He chuckles. “Well, maybe not with the way you were screamin’. You’re all knotted up, baby. Can’t pull out — ‘less you want this pretty pussy to tear.”

You jolt, nearly yank yourself off out of pure fear, but Johnny keeps you still again, humming.

“Easy now,” he croons. “Still fussy? Need another to settle down?”

Useless as your brain may be, it recognizes what he means by “another one.” You think you might pass out.

“No,” you snap, petulant even to your own ears. “I want you to explain… explain everything.”

“Alright, hen. C’mere.”

He gently lays you out prone on the bed, then rolls you both on your sides. Hitches your leg up over his hip. You want to protest, but it helps the ache in your poor cunt.

“H-how are you still hard?” You pant, traitorous pussy twitching around him.

He growls in your ear, can feel him grinning against the lobe. “Will stay that way for a bit, lass. Don’ worry, you jus’ have to lay here all nice and still. Keep me warm while I explain things to you.”

And he does. How there are shapeshifters out there in the world, rare as they are. That he comes from a line of them. Recruited to military, as most of them are.

How he was on standard patrol when he smelled you for the first time.

“Like a wet dream, bonnie. Fertile. Spring. Smelled like mine.”

How he instantly knew you were his mate. That he just needed to make you see it. Never a good time to explain it all to you — and then there were interlopers and your silly little books and your pesky toys. How he tried to drop hints around the house, let you come to the correct conclusion on your own. But you never did.

“Honestly it’s a good thing I’m here, hen. You’re so oblivious. Lived with a man and never even knew it.”

That he tried to go about it the other way ‘round, as a man, but you’re just so stubborn. And then how it all led up to tonight. To you finally, finally realizing what you really needed: your mate.

You should be angry, furious. There’s a lot to say about… well, all of it. It’s horrifying and violating and… and…

And he hasn’t stopped bullying your clit since he started talking. Cruel, tight circles. Drawing the hood back with two fingers and stroke with a third, slow and languid and just soft enough to make your head spin. Rhythmless taps. Even pinches when you try to chew him out at one point, half turning to scowl. Instead have his tongue lapping sloppily at yours as your mouth gapes open soundlessly.

Makes you cum twice just like that without ever interrupting his own story, cock still hilted — knotted deep inside you. Honestly, you probably miss a good portion of it, some of the finger details for sure. But you get the broad strokes (among other strokes).

He licks at your overstimulated tears when he’s finished, nuzzling and kissing your cheek.

“I-I miss my dog,” you mumble finally, hands balled against your chest.

“Aww, darlin’,” he sighs, sounding genuinely apologetic. “We’re one and the same. I’m always your boy no matter what form I take.”

It would be more comforting if his dick didn’t throb calling himself your boy.

“‘Sides, I’m better than a normal mutt,” he continues, tugging you against his chest. You want to hate that is instantly makes you feel a little better. “Wolves mate for life, after all.”

#sorry this is a little shorter but uhhhhh i never know where to go after smut #anyway hope yall like it #cod #my writing #fanfiction #reader fic #thoughts™️#dark fic #woof woof johnny #woof woof au #wolf john soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish

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l3viat8an · 9 months

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idk if it’s just me but ANGRY SEX omfg like imagine they just get so angry they HAVE to pound the shit out of you 🤭🤭 - 🪰

Nsfw

I got like 9 asks about angry / rough sex in like an hour the other day from different anons are y’all okay? Just horny?

CW: angry / rough-ish sex, afab! reader, pick your boy cuz I couldn’t lmao

You don’t even remember what the fight was about…did you even have an argument?…Your mind is too fuzzy to think straight…..

Not right now anyway, not while he has you pressed against the wall with your legs wrapped around his waist…not while he’s pounding into you so roughly, all you can do is moan and claw at his shirt trying to ground yourself.

Hell he’d practically ripped off, mumbling about getting them out of his way. Not that you care right now-

Your too busy moaning, whining with every movement of his hips, every slide of his cock in and out of your poor abused cunt….

His fingers digging into you ass so hard you’ll definitely have little bruises tomorrow. All while he keeps nipping and sucking at your neck, making sure to mark you as his even when he’s angry. Especially when he’s angry

Only pausing to whisper degrading words right in your ear, mocking you for letting him fuck you like this even after you said you were mad at him, even after yelling at each other….calling you a whore, his whore and asking if you knew you’d end up like this?

You both knew you’ll always end up like this-

Your eyes fall closed as you moan louder….begging for more…until you let out a surprised gasp as he pulls you away from the wall, your arms tightening around his shoulders at the sudden shift and now he’s using his grip on your ass to bounce you on his cock, chuckling at your startled expression.

You can only whine louder and hold on tighter as he uses you as a little fuck toy……you’d be embarrassed if it didn’t feel so fucking good-

Maybe you really did deserve the way he mocked you-

His cock keeps hitting your sweet spot inside you just perfectly~

Hearing him groan in your ear as you cum around his cock.

Seeing that damn smirk on his face when your walls keep spasming around his cock, as if you still want more even deeper inside, and he taunts you by calling you a slut….his slut as he moves, dropping you on bed.

Pushing you down as he trusts into you again, moving his hips faster and faster until he’s pounding into you again….until he’s cumming…..moaning your name as he stuffs your poor little cunt with his sticky cum….

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meowpupp · 4 months

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does owner!price hand you over to soap while you’re in heat 🥹. you’re just too much to handle for him!! he’s getting old, and giving you 4-5 rounds is exhausting, so why not hand you over to simon’s pet?

price and ghost have a mutually beneficial agreement. both of their pups are at the peak of their fertility, and so when heat comes around, there’s only so much they can do. so, they arrange play dates.

it always starts with fighting. both you and soap are so pent up, so tightly wound with energy that as soon as you get your hands on each other, instincts take over.

it’s a tumble of claws and teeth. soap manhandles you to the ground, one hand shoving your face into the floor while the other pulls your panties down. he’s quick to force apart your thighs and shove his face between them. your scent drive him wild, he can’t help but want to devour your pretty cunt.

it’s only once ghost pulls him off, both him and price sick of hearing you whine and cry for cock, that he finally fucks you. soap is rough, his rut clouding his mind. his hips pound down into yours, making your whole body jolt as you slowly turn cockdrunk.

he fucks you till your slick stains the carpet, the rhythmic ‘slap slap slap’ of his hips against yours fills the room. he growls in your ear, too far gone for words. he finally has something soft and warm to rut into, his thick cock filling out every inch of your wet cunt.

you go round after round, soft tummy getting more and more pudgy as he fills you with cum. by now, price and ghost have stopped talking. their eyes fix on the web of slick and cum that connect you and soap each time the bigger pup pulls back. the way you drool into the carpet as you whimper, and how soaps tail whips back and forth as he ruins you.

soap is mean, he fucks you like he hates you, rubs your throbbing clit as he chokes you out. he grins as you whimper and babble, crying for your owner. it’s not his fault your body can’t take a proper cock like his, your poor puppy-cunt is used to human cock. he practically splits you in half as he stuffs you with his knott. your cunt cumming around him for the nth time.

price is less than sympathetic, kneeling down infront of you. he brushes your hair back, smirking as he notices just how fucked out you are. soap doesn’t stop as price gently cups your cheeks. “just a couple more rounds, okay pup? don’t want you humping my leg all night again.” he chuckles lowly as you whine, tears streaming down your face as you sob, “cmon, be a good girl n take it. atta girl.”

#uhhhhh shit it’s been a while #ik this isn’t my best but i tried 😭#mw2 x reader #mw2 smut #price x reader #john price x reader #price x chubby!puppygirl #ghost x reader #price x female reader #price x reader smut #female reader #ghost x reader smut #soap x reader smut #soap ccs reader #soap x reader #ghoap x reader #goap x pricespup

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harbingersglory · 4 months

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hii could i req an soft dom arlecchino x sub/fem reader?? something w a really needy whiny reader n maybe like a mommy kink or thigh riding IDK tysm for ur time !

{☆} characters arlecchino {☆} notes drabble, fem reader, sub reader {☆} warnings 18+ content

"Slowly, doll. We're not in a rush." Arlecchino reprimands lightly, squeezing your hips with just enough force to keep you unmoving on her thigh– she was still being gentle, but the subtle warning in her tone spoke to how easily she could push you against the desk and turn you into such a mess that you couldn't even remember your own name..just that you were hers.

But the barest hint of stimulation from her slacks pressed against your throbbing cunt had you twitching, barely able to form words. All you could think about was the scorching, twisting need building in your stomach, desperation for relief slowly climbing until you'd think she was doing this on purpose to drive you mad.

"Please– 'm a good girl, right? I've been good.." You choked out, only to be met with the rough, husky laugh echoing in your ear that made you feel dizzy with a rush of need, her nails gliding along the skin of your hips as she pressed you down even more firmly– you couldn't see her face but it was easy to imagine the crooked smile twisting her lips at the way you inhaled sharply and tried to buck against her thigh.

"Shh. I know, doll. I've got you, just relax." She murmured in that sickly sweet tone that always had your knees buckling, the raspiness of her voice sending shivers down your spine. It was almost impossible to relax with her so close, the notes of metal lingering on her skin despite how well she presents herself– but you trusted her, despite how you know you shouldn't.

"There we go. Good girl." Arlecchino's grip on your hips loosened just enough for you to move if you so wished, and oh did it take every ounce of restraint to not do just that..she hadn't said you were allowed to, and you weren't about to spoil her good mood by being a brat. Not tonight, anyway. "Do you want to cum, doll?"

The fervent nod you offer in place of words draws a laugh from her lips, one that is almost mocking, making your face flush in embarrassment– but the sudden tap against your hip makes your mind go blank to the point you forget it all together, focused only on the feeling of her thigh rubbing against your cunt as you bucked against her thigh, the fabric slick and wet against your inner thighs. You'd have half the heart to be embarrassed about that, too, if not for the sudden brush of her thumb against your aching, neglected clit. Just that small touch has you speeding up your movements, practically drooling as you whimpered like a dog in heat.

"That's more like it, doll. Such a pretty girl." Arlecchino hummed, her other hand trailing up your stomach, between the valley of your breasts and ghosting across your throat before settling on grabbing your jaw in a firm, yet almost tender touch as she tilted your head to the side just enough for her to pull you into a burning kiss. It left you lightheaded, grinding down against her thigh as she claimed your mouth as her own, her thumb still ghosting over your clit sporadically.

She'd spent so long teasing you, constantly touching you but never where you needed her, that you already felt like you were going to snap like a wire. She must've been in a really good mood, then, when she pulled away from the kiss with an almost predatory lick of her lips, yet she settled on pressing kisses to your skin rather then the usual sharp bite of her teeth as they sunk into the curve of your shoulder.

"Are you close? Go on. I want to see your face when you cum– you look the prettiest when you finally break apart, doll." Arlecchino mused idly– as if she wasn't talking to you while you continued to rub your aching cunt against her thigh, chasing your own release through shaky, strained breaths. Her thumb swiped over your lips, brushing strands of hair stuck to your skin from your face– at the same time as she swiped her thumb more firmly against your clit, creating a vicious contrast that had you both melting at the barest hint of almost softness from her and the touch of her hand between your legs, dragging you into an orgasm that leaves you trembling and, had she not shoved her fingers into your mouth, screaming, tears pooling in the corners of your eyes.

"All done, little doll. Take it easy." She murmured, voice so quiet you almost didn't hear it, thumb swiping across your cheek to wipe away the stray tear, her hands pulling away to settle on your sides. "You did well– good girl. Let me take it from here."

#genshin impact smut #genshin smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #minors dni #writing tag #arlecchino x reader #arlecchino smut #i considered the mommy part for half a second but i see arle as the biggest butch and i didnt want 2 swap it on the fly looks around #the projection is just a little too hard my bad. i am obnoxiously annoying abt butch arle...#n e way ough soft arle...........not done enough......arle being rough is a given bc shes Like That but like #soft.......#i am weak for a woman who can do both and switch on a dime #arle imo leans like. 80-90% towards rough but shes got a soft spot if shes in a good mood yknow..#i wrote this at 1 am on like uhhh 2 hrs of sleep if it isnt good uhhhhh blame it on that lol #im just feeling it out rn anyway tryna get into writing proper smut again its been a hot minute oop #passes out and dies ough......................#also did NOT spellcheck i just wrote it all in one sitting and called it a day i am gonna pass out now so if u see a typo....#no u didnt #im not done yet wait a minute okay now just. soft arle got me okay. its rlly rare but shes good at playing nice okay #the appeal of arle is fucked up little creature but sometimes u want 2 be pampered i get it #OKAY im actually shutting up now passes out in the middle of the road

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pxuvalentinx · 1 month

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ahh something about aventurine with a gunplay kink. by now we’ve probably all seen 'the final victor' lightcone, and oh my god, it has awakened something inside of me. (i wrote this at 2am, have mercy. its also not proofread.)

just aventurine shoving a gun into your mouth while you’re kneeling in front of him. arms tied behind your back. he has one hand on your chin, making you look up at him while the other moves the gun inside of your mouth, making you lick and choke on it. the metallic taste being rather unpleasant, but you’d bear with it. he knew that. the gun was loaded, and you were aware of that, but that only added to the excitement you were feeling.

it was a 'silly idea' aventurine brought up a while ago, wondering if you might be into the more crazy stuff and god, who were you to deny such a hot idea? it actually took him a while to finally initiate this situation in the bedroom.

but now you were drooling all over the gun, putting on a show as you kept your eyes on him, not having any shame whatsoever. “Look at you princess, licking and choking on this gun like you’d die otherwise.” he chuckled. "Could pull the trigger at any moment, ya know that?" oh, the cocky grin that you loved so much. ever since you met him, your brain turned into absolute mush. he fucked you stupid on the daily, and the once so proud and feared girl turned into aventurine’s personal fucktoy. it went so far that instead of making you cry and shiver out of fear, his words only made the dripping mess between your legs worse. so far that only sucking on a gun for him got you so close to the edge. "Such a good girl, taking anything I give you~" a low purr escaped his lips, "But so pathetic.." a rather empathetic look formed on his face, not sincere in any way though. you both knew that he'd never actually hurt you, but the simple control he had over you by doing this, the control over your life. a couple of seconds later, your mouth was empty, the metallic taste still clinging to your mouth. he put the gun on the table next to you. the sound of a belt unbuckling could be heard and your eyes quickly made their way to his lower half. "Now let's see, if your slutty little brain still remembers how to suck the real thing."

#aventurine x reader #uhhhhh #hsr aventurine #aventurine honkai star rail #aventurine hsr #smut #hsr smut #short smut #idk what im doing #gun kink #english is not my first language #english is weird #x reader #ahhhhh

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astromaxi · 3 months

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kylar is so gross </3 (18+)

Heavy pants and small gasps echo in the dark, old bedroom. The creepy orphanage is slowly coming to the end of the day, and the owner of the room, he is releasing his desires is gone. On the worn bed, he hugs the pillow closer to his head. It muffles the whines he lets out as a pair of his beloved panties are wrapped tightly around his throbbing pink cock. He ruts against the comfort with such force it makes the bed groan in pain. "oh.. pl-please please." his eyes are glued shut as his fantasies get the best of him. He imagines them on their knees in front of him, worshipping his cock, another of him shoving his cock in his love-breeding them for all their worth. More fantasy of his love begging- pleading with him to fill them up with his milky cum. His hips grow more fanatic as he reaches his breaking point, he breaths in the scent of his beloved's shampoo, as it only fills his need to cum. This is so gross all of it, sneaking into his obsessions room to jerk off in their bed with their underwear. but Kylar can't help it, it's their fault after all. They shouldn't have helped him back then

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a/n: this is proofread at all, I'm sorry for any spelling mistakes.

#astromaxi #dol kylar #kylar the loner #dol fanfic #please please please #dol x reader #dol smut #dol kylar x reader #dol kylar smut #why am i like this #thisboyissogross #heisababygirlthough #dol #degrees of lewdity #dol pc #uhhhhh #what am i doing

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valitino · 9 months

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i read a hc that nick is quiet by force of habit and…uhm uhhh…

#fanart #trans nsft #ns/fw #nicolas d wolfwood #trigun wolfwood #trans wolfwood #tristamp #trigun 98 #trigun #trans ns/fw #trimax #trigun maximum #trigun stampede #trigun smut #vashwood #vash the stampede #trigun vash #trigun headcanons #uhhhhh

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lynn-writes-things · 2 years

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possessive - toji fushiguro x reader

aka the one where your toxic ex boyfriend Toji needs to remind you that you’re still his

wc: 2.5k

cw: hehe where do I begin 😅; 18+ only!!! ; dub-con ; technically non-con but not really??? ; possessive!toji ; toxic!toji ; he’s fuckin mean in this one ngl ; EXCESSIVE use of the word fuck ; rough sëx ; impact play (he uses his belt on you 😋) ; lots of manhandling ; f!ngering ; daddy k!nk (it’s toji duh) ; breeding k!nk ; uhhhhhhhh lemme know if I missed something!

"Toji Fushiguro, where the fuck are you!?" You yell, slamming the door to your house. He shouldn't be here, you broke up months ago, but you know him better. You saw the bastard earlier, on your way into the restaurant where your date just so happened to stand you up. Toji had been outside on his motorcycle, a cigarette resting between his lips as he flashed you his signature cocky grin and gave you a little two-fingered salute. Immediately, your eyes had narrowed, and when you got inside, you waited and waited, but your date never came.

Did it shock you? No. Toji's always been possessive, this is not the first man that he's chased off after the break up, and you knew that it would not be the last.

Unsurprisingly, the devil himself presents himself to you, walking out of the kitchen with a glass of whiskey in hand, taking a sip as he flashes you that fucking grin again. "Took your sweet time gettin' here, doll." He teases, downing the rest of the glass in two gulps before setting the glass down on the counter behind him.

"Don't you fucking 'doll' me, you fucking asshole." You spat, tossing your purse to the ground by the door and angrily stalking over to him, glaring up at the taller man. Truth be told, Toji was trying his best to hold back laughter - you remind him of a fucking chihuahua when you get so mad at him. All bark, and no bite. It's adorable to him, really. "What the fuck did you do?"

"What'd'ya mean, princess?"

"Quit with the fucking names!" You yell. "You know exactly what the fuck I'm talking about, now answer me - what the fuck did you fucking do?"

Toji clicks his tongue, fed up with that mouth of yours. His gaze goes to the ceiling before settling back on you, green eyes ablaze with barely sheathed anger, crossing his arms across his muscular chest and glowering down at you. You swallow the newly formed lump in your throat and try to fight the urge to cower away from his looming figure. But you've done this dance for far too long, and you refuse to back down this time.

"I suggest you watch your fucking mouth." The teasing nature had left his voice, and Toji can see the fear pass over your eyes. You know that he'd never hurt you - except for in the bedroom - but Toji was still an incredibly intimidating man. Even to you, even after years of knowing him - hell, maybe that made you even more intimidated by him.

"Yeah? Or fucking what? You're in my house, asshole, the hell are you gonna do?" You spit, glaring up at him, praying that your body isn't trembling.

It's sudden, the way that Toji's large hand grabs your arm in a bruising grip, pushing you against the wall. His other arm comes up to cage you in. His breathing is heavy, glaring down at you with anger burning in his venomous eyes - he's pissed. Yeah, you've known Toji for a long ass time, but this is the first time that you've actually been scared of him.

"What am I gonna do?" He repeats your question, voice full of venom. "I'll tell ya' what I'm gonna fuckin' do, I'm gonna remind you who the fuck you belong to, doll."

"G-Get off of me! I don't belong to anyone, especially not you." You try to hold your ground, pretending like your eyes aren't threatening to fill with fearful tears. Pretending like you're not breathing erratically, like you're not fucking terrified.

Toji merely scoffs, his lips twitching up in a dangerous smirk. He quickly snatches up both of your wrists, pinning them above your head with one hand and situating himself so that one of his legs is between your thighs. You're vaguely aware of the tense muscle of his thigh pressed against your clit, trying not to think about it. Toji's free hand now comes to grab your chin, forcing you to look up at him, to meet his intense gaze. "That's where you're wrong, pretty girl. You're mine, always gonna fuckin' be mine, you fuckin' hear me?" He growls, tightening his grip on your wrists, making you stifle a whimper at the pain. You're shamed, really, at the heat that's pooling between your legs, and you're desperate not to show it.

"T-Toji, you're hurting me." You seethe, trying to pull your arms free to no avail. He doesn't budge, not that you expect him to, Toji only chuckles bitterly under his breath, bringing his face closer to yours, practically snarling at you when he says, "Yeah? Tell me you're mine and I'll let you go."

"I'm not-" His hand tightens, free hand dropping from your chin down to your neck, giving your throat a warning squeeze.

"Try again."

"I-I'm not fucking yours!" You yell, you know that it's a wrong move when he squeezes the sides of your neck tighter, cutting off your oxygen supply. He's getting off on this, the panic in your eyes, because he can see right past it - he can see the lust hidden behind the fear.

"Ya' think so, huh?" He says lowly, voice practically a growl. In an instant, he rips his fist from your neck, fingers pushing up the hem of your dress and slipping straight past your panties, sliding between your folds. "Then why's this little pussy so fuckin' wet right now?"

"T-Toji, stop-" He shoves two of his thick fingers into your cunt, met with little resistance, but the intrusion makes you gasp. "Stop!"

"C'mon now, darlin', we both know you don't want me to do that." He smirks, fingers curling expertly to find your sweet spot, making you involuntarily whine and grind your hips down against his hand. "This pretty lil' pussy knows exactly who she belongs to. She's fuckin' gushin' for me, doll." There are tears in your eyes, streaming down your cheeks that burn with embarrassment, because you know that Toji's right, and you hate it.

"Toji, st- ah!" His thumb starts to circle your clit as his fingers continue abusing your g-spot. Toji attaches his lips to your neck, nipping at the spots that he knows are particularly sensitive. Your legs begin to shake as he continues his assault, biting your lip to try and prevent yourself from giving him the satisfaction of hearing you moan for him.

"Quit fuckin' acting like you aren't loving this." He snarls, biting harder with intent to leave a mark. "You'd rather act like a little slut, huh? That it? Rather give this pussy to the first horny bastard you see that ain't me?" He seethes, picking up his pace. You whine loudly at his words and at the force at which he's finger-fucking you, feeling the coil in your belly threatening to snap under his ministrations. Toji knows it to, knows exactly how close you are, so he slows his movements until his fingers still all together.

"N-No!" You whimper at the loss. "P-Please..!"

"Please?" He mocks, clucking as he pulls back to look you in the eyes again - he looks just short of deranged, and somehow that only serves to make your walls clench around his fingers. "You know what I wanna hear, pretty girl. If you wanna cum, ya' just have to admit it." He moves his fingers again, agonizingly slowly, making you whimper against your will.

You're stubborn, defiant to a fault, and while those are qualities that Toji loves about you, he fucking despises it right now. The hand around your wrists pulls you forward just to slam you back against the wall, curling his fingers right against your sweet spot. You look up at him with dazed, desperate eyes, filled with lust and tears - tears that Toji leans in and slowly licks up with a sinful groan. "I'm not fucking repeating myself, slut."

"'M yours.." You meekly whimper, swallowing your pride, your eyes looking anywhere but him as your cheeks burn even hotter. Toji chuckles, heart swelling with pride as he finally starts moving his fingers inside of you again.

"What was that, doll? A lil' louder f'me."

"I-I'm yours!" You cry out now, feeling the coil tightening again. "P-Please, Toji! I'm yours, 'm yours, please let me cum!"

"Uh-uh, not so fast, darlin'," He smirks wickedly, his hand finally dropping from your wrists to lift you up by your thighs, kneading the flesh there as he carries you into your bedroom. "Only way you're gonna cum is on daddy's cock." He says as he practically throws you down onto the mattress and wastes no time in stripping his shirt off, his pants following soon after. The familiar clink of his belt buckle is enough to make you shiver. Toji chuckles at the reaction as he kicks his pants and boxers to the side.

"Should I use that on ya'? Huh, pretty girl? Want daddy to use his belt on that sweet ass of yours?" He taunts, picking the leather belt back up and folding it, slapping it against the palm of his hand once, and you instinctively tense up. You're nodding before you realize it, your eyes widening when you catch your body's betrayal. "Hm, think you're right. Been such a naughty little bitch, haven't you? Think you need a punishment for how you were runnin' that dirty little mouth of yours earlier, too." He kneels on the bed, flipping you over onto your belly, not wasting time with the zipper to your dress, Toji opts to just rip the flimsy fabric off of your body instead. Any excuse to show off his strength, because he knows how much it turns you on.

"T-Toji!" You yelp at the sound of ripping fabric. "That was expensive!"

"Yeah fuckin' right," He replies, giving your panties the same treatment, tossing the torn garment by his pants, so that he can remember to snag them on his way out. "Now, where were we?" He taunts, lifting your hips so that you're on your knees, keeping your face pressed against the sheets. You yelp in shock and pain when the leather comes down hard against your ass with no warning. "That's right, daddy's gotta punish his disobedient lil' fuckdoll, don't he?" He chuckles. "Better count, babe." He says as he brings the belt down against your ass again.

"T-Two..?" You say in an unsure voice, not sure if he expected you to count the first one or not.

"Atta girl." He praises, landing another smack.

"Thre-ee!" You whine. "H-How many are you gonna..?" Toji chuckles darkly, dangerously, as he leans forward, pressing his chest against your upper back until his lips are grazing the shell of your ear. "As many as I fuckin' want." He leans back onto his knees to deliver two snaps of the belt in quick succession, you squeaking out the numbers.

"You wanted to be such a little slut, right? Wanted to let all these different men fuck this pretty lil' pussy? My lil' pussy?" The leather makes contact with your ass again. "Y'have any idea how bad that hurt daddy? Watchin' my baby tryin' to whore herself out like that?" He growls, snapping the leather of the belt against your ass even harder than before for several more harsh smacks until you're sobbing out the numbers.

"You. Are. Fucking. Mine, Y/N." He growls, one last smack before he's tossing the belt aside. "Don't you ever fuckin' forget it again." In one quick motion, he slams his cock inside of you, bottoming out in one deep thrust despite your shout of pain at the sudden intrusion. It'd been months since you last felt his massive cock inside of you, but Toji gives you no time to adjust, starting up a rapid pace immediately.

"T-Toji! Wait, p-please! Too big!" You cry, tears streaming down your face and staining the sheets below. If not for his hands holding your hips up, you'd collapse onto the bed.

"Aww, you can take it, doll." He coos, one hand reaching around to rub at your clit, helping your body relax. "C'mon now, make daddy proud." You can't stop your cry of pleasure as his thick cock hits all the right spots, the pain quickly subsiding as pleasure wins over. The pace of his hips increases, as does the speed of his calloused fingers on your clit.

"Daddy, please!" You gasp, feeling your twice-stolen orgasm quickly approaching yet again. "Gonna cum!"

"Who do you belong to?" He grunts, leaning over you again. Your hips fall as his free hand comes to brace himself beside your head, all the while his other hand never lets up on your clit.

"Y-You! 'M yours, daddy!" You cry out, desperate for release.

"Nuh-uh, baby, say my fuckin' name. Now.. Who. Do you. Belong to?" He snarls, each word is punctuated by particularly sharp thrusts, his pace turning positively feral now.

"Toji! Toji, I'm yours! 'M yours, I'm all fucking yours! O-Oh my god, Toji!" You scream his name as your orgasm hits you like a truck, your pussy gushing around him, squeezing his cock like a vice. Toji isn't far behind you, hearing you crying out for him like that the last straw as hot ropes of his cum explodes inside of you, painting your insides white.

"Fuck yeah, baby - fuck yeah. Good fuckin' girl, princess - fuck!" He grunts, shallowly thrusting into you, riding out his high while your pussy milks all the cum from his cock before he practically collapses on top of you.

"Maybe if I knock ya' up, you'll remember who you belong to, yeah?" He whispers huskily as he rolls off of you, turning you around onto your back and shoving a pillow underneath your ass to keep your hips elevated, not wanting a single drop of his cum to leak out. You can barely process a thing he's saying, your head still buzzing from your high, eyes still hazy as you look at him with utter cock-drunk adoration. "Y'want that, right doll? Wanna have daddy's baby?" He lays down beside you, head propped up by his hand, free hand coming to caress your belly. Dumbly, you nod your head, one of your shaky hands coming to rest on top of his.

"Wanna have your baby." You echo breathlessly. Toji thinks that you're beautiful always, always, but his favorite sight that he's ever seen is this. Right after he's fucked you dumb, and you're so sweet, so compliant with everything he says or does.

Unfortunately for you, your dazed confession stirs his cock back to life, primal hunger filling his eyes once again. He sits back up on his knees between your thighs, lining his cock back up with your slippery entrance and hooking your legs over his shoulders. He's slow in how he slides into you this time, more gentle, leaning over you and folding your body in half while he steals your lips in a searing kiss that has just a hint of desperation.

Toji is a strong man, no doubt. He's intimidating, feared, has a bad reputation, and he prides himself in having no weaknesses anymore. Well.. Almost. Toji does have one, huge weakness.. And that weakness has always been you.

"Let's fuckin' make you a mommy then, darlin'. You're not leavin' this fuckin' room til I have you all nice and pregnant."

#did not know where I was goin when I started this #I surprised myself ngl #didn’t know I had this in me #but uhhhhh YEAH!#toji fushiguro x reader #toji zenin x reader #toji smut #jjk x reader #jjk smut #k!nky toji hours 😌

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ari-kari · 6 months

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it’s here! it’s queer!! it’s my beloved 7-day binge fic, out now and ready for reading.

it’s got everything folks. 90’s house parties. Comphet. Girls kissing on the mouth. a real delight. go check it out now.

~Blurb~

Winter, 1996. It’s the semester before graduation, and Adora is bonding over drinks with a few soccer teammates. Out of nowhere, one of them brings up a game that Adora’s never heard of before - “gay chicken.”

Naturally, Adora has questions.

#she ra #she ra fic #catradora #adora x catra #one shot #fluff and smut #she ra spop #catra #adora #my last hurrah before I’m admitted into residential treatment but uhhhhh you didn’t see that

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nanaslutt · 6 months

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hoping to get this ‘taking aphrodisiac chocolates with gojo’ fic done before tomorrow because i leave for a week AHHHH it’s so late i’m so sleepy, pray for me🙏🏻🙏🏻

#still an athiest #gojos mouth is also so filthy in this one #hope y’all like breezy cos uhhhhh #jjk smut #gojo smut

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ratbaguett-e · 1 year

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Dom! Alucard x Sub! Gn! Reader

Part 2 to this:

Description: You failed to kill the vampire, now he has the chance to indulge in his victim

Contains: Edging/Orgasm denial, knife (technically sword) play, bondage, Adrian being a shit, minor blood play

~Enjoy and feel free to leave a request~ 💛🦇

It had been nearly a week since your brutal “training.”You had expected the repercussions of your failure to come a lot sooner, but Alucard never did say when, all you knew is that it was coming. You trained during the week hoping that each time he asked to “train” he meant something else… you were becoming desperate.

This was the fifth time this week he had gotten your hopes up and nothing. You were still having difficulty beating him at his own game and the continuous losses were just the cherry on top of your mount of sexual frustration. He knew what he was doing too, you could feel it.

Adrian Tepes was a gentleman and a marvelous lover. He had his moments, however, considering he was still a young man, where he was smug and a bit of a tease. You promised yourself you wouldn’t give him what he wanted. What he wanted was for you to snap at him and give up, give him a reason to give you the punishment he promised you from last time. Your self awareness seemed to fade away as the genuine irritation started to boil in your blood, you might actually kill him.

“You know what…?” You said with a shaky voice, “… this whole thing is stupid. I find your ridiculously long sword even more stupid. I have my own strengths, I don’t need to adapt to a sword when I have my own skill set that has kept me alive for over a decade now. I think we’re done here.”

You stuck the sword in the ground with a sigh and angrily stomped towards the castle doors. you were nearly sweating with how agitated you were both Sexually and emotionally. Adrian almost let out a smile, you knew he hated childish insults and that attitude of yours. Or so he always told you.

He thought it was sexy when you got angry. The furrowed brow, the snarl on your face, and the snark in your voice really got him going. But he would always tell you otherwise and shame you for being “disobedient” or “disrespectful” when really he couldn’t care less. He only values the sight of you becoming vulnerable under his harsh words and judging gaze, preparing to be handled roughly in all the right ways until you’re begging him for more and unable to control your release.

With the unfiltered rage and snippy back talk you had just handed to him. You unknowingly gave him an opening to do just that.

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You made your way to your shared bedroom to take a shower and calm your nerves. Used to his constant sneak attacks, you stayed on guard as you opened the door only to reveal complete darkness. You felt your way around and lit a candle before stripping. You were so lost in thought, frustrated beyond comprehension, that you couldn’t sense him behind the door.

Golden eyes watched you from the hallway, your back turned to the door conveniently left slightly open. He watched you slowly remove your shirt, your pants, your socks, then your underwear… he felt himself harden in his pants at the sight of your bare body. Bruises scattered in different places, a freckle here and there. Absolutely perfect. He restrained himself, though, and waited for you to leave his line of sight.

He heard the bathroom door shut and the water start to run. He took the valuable window of time to get everything ready for you once you got back.

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You re-entered the bedroom with a towel around your shoulders, wet skin, and wet glistening hair. The first thing you noticed upon entering your bedroom once more was the few lit candles on either side of the bed. Your eyes were starting to wander, observing your surroundings when you felt his presence return behind you.

Alucard stapled his hands to either side of your waist and stroked up and down your sides, the water on your skin allowing his hands to glide effortlessly smooth.

“You remember our game don’t you?” All you can bring yourself to do is swallow and nod your head yes. His hands pull away from you and he hums in acknowledgment. “Good. Why don’t you get yourself ready for me”

You didn’t hesitate before taking steps towards the bed, pausing before crawling on.

“How do you want me?”

He crossed his arms before saying, “You tell me,” and flicking his eyes towards the headboard. You looked to where his eyes had trailed and saw ropes secured around each bed post, you felt your stomach drop followed by an electric feel in between your legs.

Afraid of worsening your fate you crawled onto the bed and slipped both wrists through each loosely tied rope. Alucard made haste in tightening the knots once both wrists were through.

He circled the bed and seemed to be observing the candles on either side of it, thinking to himself while speaking.

“Can you remind me of the main reason you’re here?”

You weren’t expecting him to hold a conversation while you were this vulnerable in front of him.

“Because… you won last time?”

He paused momentarily before replying, “Well there is that… looks like there’s two reasons…,” he stopped once more before continuing, “…answer me this. Do I accept attitude such as the one you displayed earlier?”

“Oh please…” you muttered, “…I know you get off to me dishing you out. your whole plan was to make me lose it so you’d have something to use to your advantage, don’t think of me as clueless, Adrian.”

He had almost gotten flustered at how easily you saw through his plan and spelled it out for him, thankfully, he remained outwardly calm and decided to keep up the charade, turning to you with a sadistic glint in his eye. He was holding a red candle that had been blown out.

“There you go again with that attitude of yours. Perhaps you need some discipline.”

Next thing you knew you felt a hot pain in the center of your stomach causing your back to arch off the bed and eyes to close as you let out a grunt. You looked down to see a hardened drop of red wax trailing down your abdomen. Then another droplet landed on you, this time on your hip. Adrian was teasing you with freshly melted candle wax.

You whimpered at the sizzle on your bare skin, enjoying the adrenaline it spiked with each simmering drop.

“You’re so sensitive. It’s amusing.”

You whined in response, he was right, you were starting to like the pin pricks of heat a little too much. A particularly loud sob of both pleasure and shock escaped you when he landed two drops in the middle of your chest causing you to writhe in place.

Over the span of what felt like forever he had dried wax caked on your thighs and all over your torso. You were still breathing heavily once he relit the candle and put it back in its place on the nightstand.

“You do look rather tempting when you drip in red…” he was scraping the wax trails off of your skin as he spoke, making his way up. Once his fingers made it to the last strip on your chest he continued, “… it reminds me of blood, and begs the question, what do you taste like?”

Adrian had bent down to your face, capturing your lips between his only to bite down on your bottom lip. You spasm at the sharp pain of his fangs digging into the soft skin only to be silenced when his tongue runs over it, soothing the bite but also allowing him to taste your blood. You’re shivering in fear and arousal as his tongue invites it’s way into your mouth, making you feel suffocated and dizzy.

As Adrian parted from your now swollen lips after a long and heated kiss, he let out a low moan, wiping his own mouth with the back of his hand.

“Just as I thought, the taste suits you darling.”

You became flushed at the comment, unable to speak as he finally started to undo your restraints from around the bed post. Next he reached for his pants and undid them, sliding his belt from around his slender hips and letting it fall to the floor.

It all happened so fast. your stomach became heavy with dread and you could’ve sworn you felt your brain start to overheat. He had summoned an iron short sword and gently laid it next to you.

“Thought I’d go easy on you this time…” he said, taking his shirt off. “…this is your last chance. If you’re unsuccessful then we’re going to start all over again. Do you understand?”

Your eyes started to well up, how were you already frustrated? You quickly calmed yourself down as you remembered the advantage he had given you. Rather than sticking it into the foot of the bed which required more physical power and a greater reach, he had simply laid it next to you. Compared to last time it’s almost as if he had just handed it to you.

You snapped out of your daze when you felt him rub gentle circles on your hip with his thumb and asked, “May we continue?”

You knew that was his way of asking if you were okay while still maintaining his dominance, he was always such a gentleman. You nodded and as soon as you gave the go ahead he got back into character and gave you a wicked smirk, flipping you on your stomach and putting an arch in your back so your hips were slightly raised.

He aligned his tip in between your legs and inched his way in, causing you to wince. You could feel everything with that one long and slow thrust, with the new found pressure it almost felt as if he was in your tummy, making you whine as he bottomed out. He pulled out all the way and thrusted back in with that same uniform motion and slow pace, getting you used to his size.

This continued on for about another minute before he landed a harsh slap to your backside and stopped completely inside of you. You let out a noise of surprise at the slap followed by him yanking you up by the back of your neck causing you to firmly plant your hands into the mattress to hold yourself upright.

“A little effort would be appreciated darling…” he was right next to your ear.

His menacing tone made you squeeze your eyes shut and a shiver to make its way up your spine.

“… I’m going easy on you. You have no excuse for not trying.”

He let go of your neck and pulled out all the way, making you let out a deep breath and a whimper.

He forced you onto your back and swiftly entered you once more. You clenched your teeth at the sudden intrusion as he started to move again at that same pace. He hummed to himself, enjoying the feeling of pressing against that soft spot deep within you.

Adrian let out a deep groan as he sped up, making you arch your back at the constant stimulation of your most sensitive back wall. You had almost forgotten about the blade lying right next to your head until his eyes rolled back into a close and his head tilted back, giving you the perfect view of his throat.

Through your hazy state of bliss you meekly threw your arm in the direction of the small blade, ready to hold it to his neck and claim victory. As soon as it was in your grasp you were taken by complete surprise at him flipping your position, causing you to ride him. While this was an advantage, the feeling of gravity pulling you down onto his long cock was distracting and the tingling in each of your limbs almost made your grip loosen on the hilt of the blade. In order to keep yourself grounded, you planted both hands next to his head and kept your ticket to victory clutched against the mattress.

“You’re so close, I can feel it… f-fuck…,” he moaned.

You didn’t know if he was talking about your impending release or the win that you could practically taste on the tip of your tongue. Either way you knew what you had to do and made the decision to sacrifice your own orgasm for this one victory.

After a particularly harsh thrust against your sweet spot, you cried out loudly at the pressure in the pit of your stomach which got more overwhelming with each drive of his cock up into you.

“Better make your move now, f-fuck~ I’m not holding back for you.”

His grip on either side of your waist tightened as did the coil in the pit of his own stomach. As tilted his head back to let out a loud moan at his release you pointed the blade down at him, putting just enough pressure on his neck with the pointy end to nick his skin.

As a rivulet of blood trailed down the side of his neck, he chuckled after catching his breath. The surface wound you had left at his throat healed itself shortly afterwards.

“The deal was to land a blow before we both came. Wasn’t it?”

The smug look on his face made you even more excited to humble him right where he lied underneath you. You repressed a smile before leaning down to his face and saying lowly, “Yeah, it was. Thing is I didn’t,” you let your smile break loose after giving him a gentle kiss (being mindful of your still swollen lip) to claim your nonexistent trophy to which he huffed out another laugh.

Sitting up with you still straddling his lap, he wrapped his arms around your waist and left gentle kisses across your collar bone and up your neck before whispering, “Fine, I’ll count it.”

You became startled by the loud clattering of the short sword hitting the floor. Next thing you know Adrian is on top of you, pinning both of your hands beside your head and growing hard inside of you once more.

“I do think you deserve to cum at least once tonight.”

In that moment you knew it was going to be a long night. He never did let you stop after just one.

- Happy New Year ya filthy animals (I say in the most loving way possible)

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