#ven: kinktober
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(A/n: Already day 6? Sheesh... Dont get used to these being this on time😅)
(A/n: Not proofread (as if anything I post /is/😅))
Word Count: 860
Summary- Don't be so receptive next time...
Warnings: Spanking, Degradation, Cumming untouched
Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI
Alec/Jane Volturi x GN! Reader: Kinktober Day 6- Pain + Humiliation
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There were many perks of being mated to two vampires.
Even more once you factored in that they were both members of the most powerful coven's elite guard.
You had more freedom than a normal human in this castle. You were free to walk around and use the library as you pleased. You didn't have to worry about pissing anyone off and becoming their lunch. And, you had two loving people who would do anything for you.
What's not to like? Well…
Two mates might mean double the love, but it also means punishment and disappointment doubles.
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You cry out as another slap echoes through the room.
Your ass stings and tears are falling from your cheeks.
The only indicator that you're even semi enjoying yourself is your obvious arousal. Droplets fall from your crotch and soak the bed sheets from your position.
Jane has you bent over on all fours in the middle of your bed as she brings her hand down on your ass again and again.
"What number was that?" Her voice is almost cold.
"Six…" you hiccup, trying your best to keep yourself upright. You only have four more; if you fail now, she'll start over.
"You remember your colors." She says it like a statement, but you know she wants an answer.
You nod. "Green," you answer her unspoken question.
*smack*
You sob out, "S-sev-ven."
Three more, you've got this.
"What was that?" Jane chides. "A mate of mine has more tolerance than that."
Taking a shuddering breath, you say it again, clearer this time. "Seven."
"That's more like it."
*smack*
Your eyes squeeze shut as you fight to hold back an orgasm. Your face is soaked with a mixture of sweat and tears.
As the feeling ebbs away, you count: "Eight~.."
"Look at them-" Alec seethes from his place across the room. He sits in an armchair with his legs spread apart, one arm leisurely thrown over the back as his other hand rests between his thighs. "-about to cum. Haven't even been touched yet. Pathetic."
"Very sensitive," Jane agrees, eyes not leaving your trembling form.
*smack*
Your arms give out, forcing your head to the mattress with your ass still up. "Eungh~" you couldn't describe that noise if you were given a thesaurus. You twist your fingers into the sheets as you push back release once more.
"Nine…" you whimper out, muffled by the blanket. Drool starts to pool against the fabric as your mouth hangs open from both pleasure and pain.
The sweet sting shouldn't be enough to push you so dangerously close to the edge, but here you are: teetering like the world's most dangerous seesaw all because of a spanking.
God, Alec's right. You are pathetic.
The realization stings a bit, but as you look across the room at Alec, red eyes boring into your own, you can't bring yourself to mind it. You'll gladly be pathetic for him. For her. Anything your mates want you to be.
"How desperate are you?" He snarls. "How desperate must you be for this to be all it takes to wreck you so?"
*smack*
Your mouth opens into a silent scream as Jane spanks you with the most force out of all the others. "...ten~" Your eyes roll back as you cum, hard.
Your body shakes with the force as you collapse fully.
"Typical. Cumming untouched like the needy, whiny whore that you are."
You're not sure who says it as your brain slowly starts to recover from becoming mush.
"Why did you need to be punished?" Jane asks, still behind you.
Why did you? You know why. But you don't?
Your brain is practically pudding right now.
Oh.
Oh, that's right. But you were just bored; you didn't mean anything by it.
"Because I let a lower guard flirt with me…
Your ass hurts, your feelings hurt, and you love it. You're going to be bruised tomorrow. Maybe even within the hour.
That's okay. It just means your mates are going to be extra attentive for the rest of the night.
"Don't let it happen again." Alec commands, standing and closing the distance between you. He grips your hair and yanks your head up so you can look at him as Jane slips into the ensuite bathroom. You hear the water start up and assume she's running a bath for you.
"If we catch our mate acting like such a harlot again, you'll get more than you did today."
The thought drags a debauched moan from the depths of your chest. Finally breaking his stone facade, Alec releases your hair and leans down to scoop you into his arms and take you to the bathroom.
As you said: having two mates has its perks.
You might get double the disappointment, but you also get double the doting and double the pity points after your punishment. Not to mention, if you like it, is it really that much of a punishment? You would have to disagree.
So, yes, you think, soaking in the coolness of your mate as you reach for your other lover once she's in sight. It definitely has its perks…
#alec volturi x reader#alec volturi x reader smut#alec volturi smut#jane volturi x reader#jane volturi x reader smut#jane volturi smut#kinktober 2023
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6. Feet /Kinktober
— Es asqueroso.
— ¿Por qué no? Tienes bonitos pies.
Y allí estaba, con sus pies desnudos y mostrando aquel color rojo característico en sus uñas, aquel tono le resaltaba bastante bien.
'Usa un tono rojo en tus uñas.' —Recordó la sugerencia.
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—Asqueroso, quítate el pantalón y ven, acabemos con esto pronto.
¿Por qué aceptó? Claro, también era un fetichista.
Sus dedos cubiertos con aquel aceite especial terminaron por deslizarse desde la punta, jugando con sus pulgares y el presemen.
Y mientras sus dedos acariciaron, su pie jugaba aplastando con cierta suavidad los testículos, disfrutando de los sonidos provenientes de la boca ajena.
Sus tobillos fueron agarrados y obligado a sostener entre sus pies aquel caliente pene. Aquellas mismas manos le impusieron el ritmo, jadeaba por la posición y la rapidez con la cual mantenía la masturbación. El líquido blanco cubriendo sus pies dio por finalizado su trabajo o eso creyó hasta que observó sus tobillos elevarse y sus pies manchados alcanzar el rostro ajeno, luego simplemente cuando aquella lengua recogió los restos de semen obtuvo su recompensa, alcanzó su propio orgasmo.
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Fictober 2023 - Prompts
Ali viene a compartirles los prompts que estará usando para los distintos fics que publicaré durante octubre OwO
Todos los he tomado de tablas distintas, como:
Kinktober2023
Angstober2023
Flufftober2023
Kinktober 2023 by pyperhaylie
Fictober 2018
Fictober 2021
Fictober 2023 del grupo El antro en Facebook
Fictober 2021 del Club de Lectura de Fanfiction en Facebook
Como ven, el nuevo prometeo se queda corto al lado de mi tabla de prompts xD
En fin, les sugiero darse una vuelta por las tablas que les compartí y se animen a participar en algunas de ellas OwO
Si tienen curiosidad de saber para qué fandoms voy a escribir vayan aquí
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⛓kinktober 2021- somnophilia⛓
—my wicked tongue, where will it be?
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
Characters: Venom x woc!reader
Summary: He just wants a taste, no need to wake you up for that.
Word Count: 777
Warnings: general language warning, somnophilia, cunnilingus, venom shows what that mouf do, tongue fucking, restraints (by venom's tentacles??? tendrils??? what do we call it??), petnames (morsel), mentions of eddie
A/N: DAY NINE OF KINKTOBER, and its monsterfucker hours bitches! Anyways, all mistakes are mine so pardon any errors or typos I'm sure I missed a few. The divider is by @firefly-graphics
DO NOT repost or translate my work anywhere. Reblogs are always welcome, and let me know that you enjoy my fics.
You’re in bed when the hulking mass of symbiote creeps into the bedroom window, it’s clear that you tried to wait up for him and his host. Tiredness obviously won out, and you’re sleeping peacefully on top of the covers. Venom hums the sound deep and low and you shudder in your deep slumber and roll over so that your body is facing him. Even in your sleep you seek him out, and it has both him and Eddie preening at how lucky they are that you accept them and want them both.
“Look at her Eddie, so soft. A delicate little morsel.”
“Let her sleep, Ven…” Eddie tries to reason, but even he can’t deny how good you look in his bed wearing nothing but one of his favorite tee shirts. It’s why he doesn’t stop the symbiote from creeping into the bed and letting the inky black tendrils of his form creep up your bare thighs to spread them. You whine in your sleep, the feeling of being teased bringing wetness to your folds until they’re slick and Venom can smell just how needy you are. A guttural growl has you mewling softly, you’ve heard that sound before. Your subconscious knows it’s Venom. If you were awake you might smirk at the effect you have on him.
“Just a little taste, Eddie. She will not mind.”
It’s true, you won’t, they both know it and Eddie puts up no fight when the careful movements of Venom places him between your spread legs, and your legs are moved to either side of his head.
You’re dreaming about something when you first feel the slick tongue of Venom slithering through your folds. Whatever the dream is about it quickly shifts to a very vivid image of the symbiote between your thighs. You moan sleepily, head tossing to one side when your body registers the feeling of that wicked tongue sliding into your damp core. It writhes inside you, reaching deeper than any human tongue could. You can feel every shift and flex of the fleshy muscle as it slithers deeper inside of you. It has you gasping, moaning, and whimpering in no time flat. You don’t wake yet, still too deep in your sleep to realize that your dream isn’t a dream at all and that’s why the pleasure you feel is all too real.
Big hands frame your hips and you sigh at the sensation of the symbiote’s touch against your heated skin. “Mmm...Ven…” You slur out tiredly, hips shifting against the bed, as a hand slowly moves to try and push him away from where he’s hunkered between your legs. You don’t register your movements, enjoying your dream too much to realize that your sleeping body is reacting much how you would if you were awake. A deep chuckle vibrates against your core when the symbiote laughs at your unconscious efforts. Tendrils snake out from his obsidian form, pinning your hands down to the bed by the wrists as his tongue curls, thrusts and continues to writhe inside your tight channel. You’re already so wet, but even in sleep your body reacts to being restrained by Venom and a new wave of slick coats his tongue as it fills you. It’s a sight to see, and even Eddie isn’t unaffected by it, his cock stiffening while the symbiote remains in control of both of your bodies. Venom takes care of that too, not even breaking his focus on you and finding that sweet spot nestled inside you.
He makes you cum when the pressure that’s been building is finally too much, and your body can no longer hold back the inevitable climax. Your legs squeeze around his head, but he barely feels it, his only focus is letting his tongue collect every bit of your release. That isn’t what wakes you though, no, it’s the sound of your crying out in pleasure that finally wakes you and you jolt awake tired, and panting heavily as you look around wildly before your gaze settles between your thighs. You let your head fall back against the pillows with a soft thud, and a breathless laugh that morphs into a moan when Venom’s tongue slithers out of you. You suddenly feel empty and despite the sensitivity that always follows your climax you can’t help but want him inside you again.
“Well hello to you too, Venom.” You huff out, attempting to lift one of your hands so that you can wipe at your clammy brow, only you can’t move either and you roll your eyes back down to where Venom still remains. “Ven…”
“We are not done yet, morsel.”
#venom x woc!reader#venom x black!reader#venom x reader#venom x woc#venom x you#venom reader#venom fanfiction#venom fanfic#venom fic#woc!reader#black!reader#kinktober 2021#trilla writes
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Hello, sweetheart!!!
How are you today? (◕ᴗ◕✿)
I saw your request open again sooooo....
The ask about Parasite! Little D with MC made me think about something...
What about a Venom!MC? More like the platonic version of Venom and Eddie, not the romantic canon one. Like they got Venom when they were on the human world, it's been a while and they started getting along pretty quickly. When they got to Devildom, the demons didn't know about the 'parasite' and MC and Venom decided to keep their little secret. But how and when would the brothers find out about Venom? And what would their reaction be? Of course, if it's not too much to ask it would be nice to also know the other characters' reaction as well! If it's not possible then only the brothers are fine! (Since it's Kinktober you can go crazy with it if you want to turn it NSFW
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))
I don't know why but I imagine Venom!MC dynamic to be like that one TikTok audio that goes like:
MC: what do you think Venom (wackus bonkus)?
Venom: eat him/ peg him (you know for the possible nsfw version). (The original says kill him but we all know Venom is one hungry boi)
MC: Uh. You naughty Venom! (wackus bonkus.)
Don't forget to drink water and take breaks darling! Have a swell day!
BWHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA I TOOK MY SWEET TIME GETTING TO THIS ASK CAUSE THIS WOULD BE FREAKING PRICELESS! AHAHHAHAHA!!! THANK YOU FOR THIS! *hugs you forever*
All hail Venom! MC bwhahahahahaha! Also might be a little self indulgent so Luci and Belphie stans, I apologise for bullying your faves.
TW: Slight NSFW mentions
"Is this a joke? These demons think they can just summon us to hell without rhyme or reason?!" Venom snapped, growling with all his teeth out.
"Well can't exactly go back on a whim, so might as well deal with it, eh?" You sighed fixing your new uniform. It was too damn fancy and elaborate for you. And especially stuffy for Venom's taste.
"Ugh! This is hideous! How are you breathing in this?! MC take that off."
"We cannot go looking like a deliquent on our first day. Bear with it for a week okay? It'll loosen up eventually. Now, noone knows you're in me, so let's keep it that way for now, shall we?"
"Only if you let me play some .... practical jokes on these demons. Nothing too extreme I promise!"
"Sure but only if they deserve it. I'll even let you do a grand reveal if you behave."
Lucifer
"Hmm Lucifer, the oldest - what do you think Venom? Eat him/Peg him?"
"Ew. Smells like old men and drinking problems. He isn't even going to taste good. Stay away at all costs."
Lucifer gets suspicious pretty early on because is it really normal for humans to keep talking to themselves like this? You say it is, but he doubts it.
One day he assigns you extra classwork to finish in his office just so he can keep an eye on you. He pretends to step out for air, giving you an illusion that you're in the clear.
"Ugh! Why are we doing extra classwork?! Our scores are well above average, MC! What the hell does the old coot want?!"
"Ven! Get back inside Lucifer will be back any sec-"
And he chooses to walk in at the right moment. Ven just swims through air to growl and bare his teeth at him, while you desperately tell him to stop.
Lucifer just stands there in disbelief. "MC what's the meaning of this? I would think it's a demonic possession but I've never seen a demon like this." Is annoyed whenever Venom tries to play pranks against him but gets used to it.
Mammon
"What about Mammon, the second? He's not too bad is he? Eat him/Peg him?"
"Ooh this one's a moron! I like those kinds of men! Definitely peg material! And he seems to lose his shit around us so yes, cute!"
Mammon has a bad habit of barging into your room without knocking, so it really a surprise that he accidentally walked in while Venom was looming over your head?
And of course, Mammon's first reaction was to scream. "WAHHHHHH! ITS A DEVIL SLUG! A slug monster got to MC! Lucifer, Satan where are ya, we need help-"
"Shut your face before I gobble it up, Mr. Protector. You look especially tasty when you're scared." Venom wrapped himself around Mammon's mouth to stop his screaming.
"Enough, Ven. Let's not scare the demon to death. Mammon, this is my friend Venom, he's a parasite that lives inside me and he won't hurt you." You explain.
It takes you a good two hours to make Mammon understand the situation. And once he gets comfortable around Venom, he's constantly asking him to eat the witches he owes money too.
Leviathan
"That's Levi, the third, Lord of Shadows if you will. Eat him/Peg him?"
"Hehe he's the shy one that blushes when we merely hold his hand, isn't he? Definitely peg him! I wonder if his cheeks will burst with all the blushing!"
Levi regretted asking you to wait in his room when he saw Venom up and about staring and laughing at Henry 2.0 swimming around playfully. "Here, fishy fishy! Cute fishy!"
"MC!? MC WHAT'S THAT THING AND WHY ARE YOU TALKING TO IT?! GET AWAY FROM MY HENRY, YOU EVIL DARK BLOB!" Levi charges with his plastic TSL cosplay sword.
"Oh no no Levi, he means no harm! Ven doesn't eat fish, he just likes looking at them swimming around!" You explained hurriedly. "Ven is a friendly parasite!"
"Ohhh it's just like that anime 'Me and My parasite friends who's always hungry!' Levi laughs about it later. Becomes friends with Venom and blushes whenever he compliments him.
Satan
"And ahem that's Satan, the fourth. He loves books and cats and learning and he's also great at cooking and spells and-"
"Oh jeez, just peg him already. It's so obvious that you want to."
Satan also noticed you speaking to yourself head on. But he didn't even need to trick you to find out about it.
As a joke, he put his book on across you and said, "Hello other person MC keeps talking to. Good morning to you as well."
Venom shot straight out of your chest and giggled loudly. "I like this one. Keep this one, MC! You like this one right? I want this one too!"
"Oh shut up, Ven!" You tried to push him back inside. "Um don't mind him, he's just-"
"A parasitic friend you picked up near an research facility I believe?" Satan laughed. "I read about it last year. Didn't think you'd be one of the affected humans but I'm glad it's not as bad the reporters made it seem."
You hid your face in your hands, embarassed, "No. It's worse."
Asmodeus
"And there's pretty boy Asmo, the fifth? Thoughts? Eat him/Peg him?"
"He's a pretty one! Let's peg him what are we waiting for?!"
Asmo being the cheeky demon he is would mostly walk in while you're having this exact conversation with venom.
Almost as if he has some sixth sense that takes him to places where's he is being talked about. "Oh darling, all you needed to do was ask! Also I'm way prettier than my pictures you know?"
"Eek! Asmo!" You yelp in suprise but he's already cornered you, smirking.
"Eager are we? Let's get on with then! MC come on already! He's offering so nicely!"
"Oh we have a dear friend joining us? I don't mind at all! The more the merrier especially if you're involved, MC!" He laughs. You hate how Venom keeps dragging you to Asmo's shopping trips.
Beelzebub
"That's Beelzebub, the sixth and basically a sweet himbo-"
"He looks like he's strong enough to peg us in mid air but also sweet enough to get us pancakes later. So yes peg him."
Beel meets Venom when you you were working out with him and accidentally dropped a weight. It would have broken your foot if both Beel and Ven hadn't caught it in time.
He would be instantly protective of you if he didn't just see Venom help you. "Oh wow, is this how human defense mechanisms work? I've never seen this before!" He exclaims happily. "It even has a face. Hello?"
"Yeah he's mine. We're keeping him. We absolutely have to. We'd have to be a stone cold bastard not to."
He is literally so comfortable with Venom, even shares his favourite foods with him. And personally he is Venom's favourite.
Belphegor
"Belphegor, the seventh and Beel's twin. Eat him/peg him?"
"Isn't that emo guy who tried to kill you? And he's that sweet himbo's twin? Would eat him right now if he didn't smell like an evil gremlin."
Belphegor loved taking naps with you and Venom hated it. He remained most guarded during that time. In fact one time he was a bit too guarded and popped out of your back throwing Belphie off the bed in suprise.
"What the- is this creature what you humans call 'inner demons'? Because those teeth and eyes look like Halloween decorations." Belphie joked, but you had successfully scared him awake.
"I am going to eat him. I'm going to eat you whole you little shit-" You had to tell Venom that Beel would be sad. That is what saved Belphie from being an evening snack.
Absolutely doesn't get along with Belphie and does anything he can to sabotage whatever time you get with him.
#obey me#obey me satan#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me beel#obey me asmo#obey me belphie#obey me levi#obey me imagine#obey me crack#obey me leviathan#obey me Beelzebub#obey me belphegor#obey me asmodeus
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the love club kinktober — day 27
× contents: daishou + aphrodisiac
× warnings: fem!reader, lingerie, cam couple, recording, sex toys, edging, teasing, orgasm denial, bunny pet name, daddy kink, begging, panty ripping, veginal penetration, cumming inside, let me know if i missed anything <3
× this is my last and final addition to the love club kinktober collab. i hope you will enjoy it as well as my other pieces on the 7th, and 24th.
the gentle slip of fingers along the curve of your spine sends shivers through your body, knuckles then running up your side and over your ribcage. daishou observes your behavior closely, your back tucked closely against his chest. his knees are brought up to his chest, and right between them you sit, all pretty and dolled up in a pretty lace set with garters and thigh highs.
a thin layer of sweat lines your body, lips parted as you gasp for breath. you were hot, scorching all over while arousal pools in the pit of your stomach, nagging for more and more. suguru reaches around to your front side, grabbing your knee with a firm hand. "why don't you go ahead and show them, yeah? let all of our viewers see how worked up you are already."
his hand parts your legs while eyes flicker up to the camera that's been positioned to overlook your shared bed, a small smirk adorning his facade. "ah would you look at that, she's /soaking/ guys. that little stimulant you all bought for us seems to be working." thin eyes gleam with amusement, especially as you whimper just from your legs being parted, the cool draft of the room wafting over the large wet spot in your underwear, a stark opposite to the heat that circulated there.
daishou's thin eyes skim over the comments that roll in on the laptop screen beside him, fingers absentmindedly running over that damp spot, following the shape of your cunt through the sticky fabric. your face scrunches up at the feeling, your cunt so sensitive that e
ven the smallest touch such as that had you gasping out for breath, hips lifting up against his hand for more. it's at this particular moment that he pulls his hand back just because he can, watching as your pelvis drops back down so pathetically, a sharp, defeated cry breaking the silence.
"nng— daddy, please!"
daishou knows exactly what your outburst was for, yet his still plays dumb, hear trying inquisitively. "please what, bunny? gotta use your big girl words and tell me what you want." you feel even more defeated, tears already beginning to pool beneath your eyelids from the frustration. "need you to— to touch me!"
with his hand resting comfortably against your leg, he chuckles lowly, rubbing across the skin with his fingers, "but i am touching you bunny." he glances back towards the camera with a lax expression, pulling your legs even farther apart to show the slick stain on your panties growing even larger, "what do you think guys? should i touch her? has she had enough?"
the stream floods with responses, some saying yes, some saying no. only a specific response catches his attention, reading "tease her with a toy." attached to it, a hefty donation. daishou licks his lips as he reads it, "alright. a toy? any suggestions?" daishou is even more pleased to see the same username flash across the screen with yet another donation, indicating that they'd like to see him use a vibrating wand on you.
the bed creaks beneath the both of you as you shuffle around in position, daishou out of the camera frame for a brief moment as he picks out a wand to use on you. he goes with one of the ones that your viewers had bought for you previously, cordless and sleek, and purple in color.
there's a low whirring once he switches it on, the familiar sound even causing your cunt to clench tightly. you more than happily spread your legs, nice and wide for the camera and for daishou. you'd expect for him to remove your bottoms, yet you're even more shocked when you feel the vibrating device press lightly against your clothed clit. you gasp and writhe, hips coming off the bed. a firm hand pushes them back down, and daishou slowly begins to circle the tip of the toy around your clit, making sure not to touch it at all.
the vibrations reach everywhere but where they're supposed to, strong against the point of contact yet fizzling out before reaching your clit, no matter what angle he turns it. and yet, the sheer spot over your clit only grows with more dampness, cunt gushing even from vibrations that only make it so far.
your viewers seem to like seeing you being teased in such a way even more, the repetitive dings of donations meeting both yours and daishou's ears. you jerk your hips towards the toy even more, the desperation to cum stronger than the desire to please the people viewing your stream. "pl-please..! wanna cum, please let me cum daddy."
the words come out raspy, breathy even with little to no volume, your mind more focused on the fleeting pleasure of the vibrations just barely grazing your clit. suguru's brows raise, tongue lapping at his bottom lip, "what was that, bunny? gonna have to speak up princess, tell them what you want."
your cheeks puff out with frustration, head falling back before tilting towards the camera, eyes glassy and brimming with tears. you swallow the lump in your throat, before raising your voice. "please let me cum— ive been a good girl right?"
the immediate flood of donations nearly freezes your computer, multiple people deeming you worthy to cum with large tips coming right behind them, all for you. to say daishou was impressed was an understatement, considering on a usual stream you'd always been more shy and bashful, leaving him to address the viewers for you. but as it seemed, the aphrodisiac running through your body had effects he could only dream of.
per yours and your audience's request, daishou pulls your panties aside and presses the wand down onto your clit, and in response you squeal loudly, hips lifting up to meet the toy for even more friction. even something as simple as this never felt as good as it does now, your body broken out into a sweat just from a little toy play. your pussy flutters and clenches around nothing as your orgasm approaches quickly, feet pushing you up on curled toes and hips lifted mid air, you let out an exasperated cry, finally being brought to the edge.
daishou is mesmerized, in awe of the way your body arches and contorts with pleasure, the way goosebumps line the skin of your thighs. it's so good, so good that it would be a shame for him not to get to play, especially with you like this. sensitive and eager for all of his touch, ready and pliant for anything he has to offer you. he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he didn't stuff you full of cock right now.
the first waves of your orgasm wash over you just as daishou pulls the toy away from your puffy clit in a hurry, not even bothering to turn it off when he tosses it to the other side of the bed. your eyelids fly open with surprise, hips humping in the air pathetically, "no no no no! please—please i was so close!" your hands grab at his clothes as he clambers on top of you, the stream long forgotten as he watches those pretty tears well up in your eyes and drip down your plush cheeks.
a large hand grabs you by the side of your face, thumb swiping over the expanse of your cheek and collecting the tears that were in the way. he coos down at you, hushing you as he uses his free hand to shove his pants down past his knees, "shh shh, gonna stuff you nice and full, yeah? don't you wanna cum with daddy, make him feel good too?"
the way daishou speaks down to you, so condescending yet, it almost makes you feel bad for wanting to cum without him. you find yourself nodding along to all of his words, tongue desperately flicking at your dry lips to wet them before he's crashing his own onto them. he kisses you sloppily, while below he hooks a finger into the thin strip of cloth that had been pushed to the side of your cunt. he pulls on it, and pulls on it hard, until the sound of it ripping away from your body is met by his ears.
daishou grins into your mouth, pulling away slightly in order to look down to guide his cock to your entrance. you briefly let your eyes flicker over to the computer screen, skimming over the contents in a hurry. you can see where people are appreciating how involved you and daishou are, how hot it is to see the two of you lose control. your eyes roll back slightly when his cock sheaths inside, without a hitch.
immediately he fucks into you with out any hesitation, your eyes and body bouncing and jumping with each thrust as you cry out, "yes, yes! fuck me— fuck me daddy!" and that daishou does, hand grabbing at your leg and hooking beneath your knee. he uses that hold to shove your leg up to your chest, exposing your cunt and your shared connection to the camera.
your face is drawn up into a permanent look of pleasure, brows pinched together and lips slightly ajar. the heat that circulates your body has yet to die down. every inch of his length all felt by your greedy cunt, every thrust into you guided perfectly so that the tip of his cock kisses your cervix.
your pussy had never felt like this before, so wet and warm, tight yet taking him all the way in until his balls are smashed tightly into the seam of your ass. he was having a hard time keeping himself from cumming already, determined to make you cum first.
daishou pushes on your knee into your chest further, then having you hold it there just like that. you're so cock drunk that you don't even notice him licking the pad of his thumb, before pressing it against your clit and rubbing quick circles to match the pace of his hips.
the groans and cries that seep from yours and daishou's lips fill the room in a symphonic harmony, the way your cunt squeezes him so tightly with every pass of his thumb over your clit. the mattress creaks and squeaks in protest to the way daishou throws his body weight into each thrust, skin clapping together, wet with sweat.
you feel yourself seizing up yet again, stomach arching up into his as your legs begin to quiver in your own grasp. you can only look up at him with a dropped jaw and wide eyes, gasping for breath as your nails rake down the front of his chest and your legs fall limp from your hands, "mg'nna cum!"
he's lost in it all— lost in the way your pussy sucks him in and spasms around his cock as your finally fall over the edge of your orgasm, a thick ring of white forming around with every time his hips draw back. his fingers fist the bedding beneath the two of you as his eyes roll back slightly, hair wet with perspiration and stuck to his forehead. the live stream is long forgotten, even with an endless amount of money flooding in just from the way the two of you are so immersed in each other.
he sits up abruptly— taking your knees in his hands and gripping tightly. "fuck— so god damn tight— gunna fill you up—!" daishou grits his teeth as the tightness of your cunt nearly forces him to cum, fingernails digging into your skin and leaving crescent shapes in their wake.
your chest expands with deep breaths as you look up at him, in awe of what the aphrodisiac had drawn out of the two of you. there's a grin pulling on his lips— "good?" you're nodding your head quickly, not stopping until his long fingers grasp your chin and turn your face towards the camera, "so what do we say then?"
"th-thank you, everyone."
#the love club kinktober#tlc kinktober#daishou suguru#suguru daishou#daishou smut#suguru daishou smut#haikyuu#hq#haikyuu smut#hq smut#daishou x reader#haikyuu x reader#hq kinktober#fingie.fics
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holaaa, gnn <3
Desde hace tiempo dejé de escribir (lo hacía en Wattpad) ya que no sabía exactamente que hacer; sin ninguna intensión llegué a Tumblr, encontré tu blog y me inspiraste a volver a escribir. Amo mucho tu forma de redactar y narrar las cosas, me hiciste animarme a abrir mi propio blog aquí e intentar escribir smut. Muchas gracias por tu contenido, pd: amo el kinktober que estás haciendo ♡♡
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hola, corazón !! omg, pero si me vas a hacer llorar con este mensaje tan lindooooo 🥺
creo que a veces darte un tiempo puede ayudarte un montón a aclarar las cosas en tu cabecita (i mean, yo me tomé un tiempo de un año lmaooo 💀) y por supuesto para que te regresen las ganas de escribirrrr (y esto va para cualquier género literario, ofc), así que si te has vuelto a animar por favor hazlo !! owo
si lo haces pls ven a decírmelo porque así como me encanta escribir, también adoro leer, y me hará muy feliz poder seguirte !! bueno, si quieres, claro, hashaha
gracias a ti por disfrutar del contenido del blog, en serio no sabes cuánto me animas con tus palabras, un besito y abrazo gigante, bub ♡
#este mensaje me dejó con maripositas y corazoncitos en la cabeza uwu#btw ahora que lo menciona mi bub aquí no crean que me estoy haciendo boba con el kinktober eh hashaha#ahora mismo estoy escribiendo el de esta madrugada sooo espérenlo más tarde owo#yyyy será acaso esta la bienvenida a un nuevo anon en la familia? uwu#sí lo esssss y estoy feliz shh uwu#ask#anonNN#♡
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Unfortunate Accident - Leo x Isabella
Synopsis: Leo brings Natalia to her first football game but a small accident causes Isabella to go crazy.
Tagging: @drakewalkerfantasy @itslaniquelove @kingliam2019 @kimmiedoo5 @mom2000aggie @lorirwritesfanfic @lorircreates @hopefulmoonobject @rafasgirl23415 @texaskitten30 @rainbowsinthestorm @desireepow-1986 @speedyoperarascalparty @liam-rhys @choicesficwriterscreations
This story will have a follow on for the 11th day Kinktober prompts ❤️
“Mama!! Please!!” a five year old Natalia clung onto Isabella’s leg tightly, pleading and crying, “Please can I go with papa?” There was one thing more in life that Leo loved more than Isabella and his daughters - it was his beloved Portavira FC. It had been two and a half years since they reached the Cordonian Royal Cup and as patron there was absolutely no way he was missing this but when Natalia found out where her father was headed off to, she screamed the house down wanting to go too. “Bella...” Leo shook his head trying not to laugh at the pocket sized Princess hanging off of her mother’s leg not letting her move, “Let her go... it’ll be fine...” Isabella narrowed her eyes towards Leo unimpressed that he was not helping, “She’s too young... she shouldn’t be at a football game...” Leo had begged Isabella for ages to let him bring the girls to a football match. It look him long enough to talk Isabella around to let them get involved in a local under six soccer team. He wanted to be that kind of dad out each Sunday watching on the sidelines. “Mama...” Leo pouted, sticking out his lower lip playfully as he begged, “pwease....???” Isabella raised her hands, her palms open as she sighed heavily, “Fine... fine...” her brow began to furrow annoyed at the prospect, “You make sure you watch her like a hawk!”
This was a gift; an actual gift from heaven that Isabella had given him. Leo had no prouder moment than having his daughter dressed head to toe in blue and silver to accompany him and Liam to the Portavira FC and Valtoria Crusaders Cordonian Royal Cup final. “Baby girl!” Leo blissfully chuckled as the five year old jumped up and down with excitement before running out, “I get my suitcase...” wheeling in her already packed little Disney Princess suitcase filled with toys. Isabella stood, her arms folded as she shook her head laughing, “Someone was definitely planning ahead... Lia...” the little one turned towards her mother, “Have you packed any clothes in that suitcase?” She became extremely bashful, twisting her foot back and forth as she shook her head giggling, “hehehehe... no mama...” Isabella reached out for her daughter’s hand, “Ven mi querida... vamonos...” bringing her to get ready for her trip. Leo was elated immediately reaching into his blazer jacket, “Liam... Hey! We’ll be hitting the tarmac soon... yeah, yeah Lia is coming with... This will be epic... amazing, see you soon brother!”
“Uncle Drake!! Uncle Drake!!” Natalia opened the door of Leo’s Range Rover, running past her father into the arms of the Texan scrunching up her face as he scratched her with his stubble, “Drakkkeeeee... noooo.... Papaaa!” She giggled as Leo began to laugh, “Looks like your number one fan has arrived Walker...” watching his daughter’s face light up as Drake tickled Natalia, “This little mouse... she’s nothing. Jackson on the other hand...” Drake rolled his eyes jutting his head to the left as Jackson was attacking a tree with a wooden sword. “Baby girl... you wanna go play with Jackson?” Natalia looked across to the left watching Jackson as her eyes widened, she giggled, “Please Papa?? Can I??” Leo kissed her cheek gently before squishing her cheeks together playfully between his thumb and index finger, “How can I say no to you beautiful... go have fun...” Drake tried to carefully lower the tiny Princess to the ground but she had no patience, pulling away as soon as she could to run off to play with her friend.
Liam finally finished his meeting with the Cordonian Attorney General. He slowly walked through the gardens towards his visitors with a great big smile, “Hello brother!!” and with his arms extended Liam knelt down onto the grass he welcomed his niece, “Hello my darling!!” Sweeping up the five year old into his arms, she squealed happily, “Uncle Liam!!!” as he threw her up into the air, catching her each time. “Are you looking forward to tomorrow sweetheart??” Her hazel green eyes glistened in the Cordonian sunshine as she put her arms around Liam’s neck before whispering to him cheekily, “Sí!” Liam looked around as he winked towards Jackson, “Should we all go get some ice cream?” Jackson dropped his wooden sword excitedly running across to Liam as he chuckled, “Drake, Leo... looks like we might need to go for a little road trip to the Marina... I don’t think the kitchen has any ice cream left...” Leo began to run his fingers through his sandy blonde hair, “Well you cannot make a promise like that and not follow through brother... what do you think Jackson?” ruffling the little boisterous boy’s walnut coloured hair. Jackson nodded happily as Leo picked him up, “We can take the my car, it has two booster seats already...”
Leo looked into the mirror chuckling to himself as Liam squished in between the booster seats, his designer Armani suit was covered in dripping apple flavoured ice cream. “Welcome to the occupational hazards of parenthood Liam...” Drake shouted towards the back as he and Leo howled whilst Liam awkwardly tried to use a wet wipe to clean his jacket and the kids fingers but alas, it had been short lived until they got back to the Cordonian Palace, they allowed Jackson and Natalia to play football in the gardens as the men drank their whiskey, “Honestly Liam... kids...” Leo grinned happily, “the kids were the best thing ever happen... take Sasha and Lia, in every way identical looks wise but personality... 100 percent, two completely different people...” Alessandra was a complete girly girl like her mother, loved to be dressed up; Natalia, not so much, she’s a little tomboy... she wants to play rough, she has no fear and loved sports alongside her father. It was funny how they were so similar but so different at the same time. “It’s hard for Lia and Sasha to play together as they’re so different, that’s why Lia loves coming to Cordonia to play with Jackson...” Leo looked over at them both tackling one another for the ball chuckling, “They’re on the same level...”
The next morning, Natalia was so excited as Leo and Liam escorted her through Portavira FC’s football clubhouse, prancing around head to toe in their baby blue and silver home kit. Her hair was dutch braided with matching ribbons and her bright, glowing smile warmed the hearts of all who she waved to. The crowds cooed how cute the Laurentian Princess looked, how well mannered she was, impressed she was conversing in both Greek and English where she could, heavily accented of course. The women in the gathered crowd swooned as both Rys brothers fawned over the little girl who idolised then both - fanning themselves as they felt their ovaries twinging at the sight. Leo and Liam stood by Natalia’s side at all times, both brothers wearing dark navy suits, brown shoes and crisp white tight shirts as the cameras took photos of them with the Portavira and Valtoria players. Leo placed his hands gently onto his daughter’s shoulders as she fidgeted, leaning down to her he whispered, “big smiles beautiful... two seconds and it’ll be all over...” Once the flash went off, the little Princess looked up at her father adoringly - the photographer getting the perfect shot of her, Lia’s hazel green eyes were glistened with love and awe. “Your Majesties...” the photographer brought his camera over to show them for their approval. Leo beamed proudly as he saw the picture of his daughter captured at that very moment looking up at him, “Yes... of course... Can I ask that this is sent to my office after it’s published? We will of course reimburse you for the rights...” handing the photographer a business card. “My secretary Céline will be awaiting your call... thank you...”
Leo didn’t care what he had to do to make his daughter happy, to him this was a big a day to her as it was for him. This was her first real experience of large crowds where she could blend in, she didn’t need to be the centre of attention. “King Leo... Your Majesty...” the manager of Portavira FC and their captain Michael Castellanos ran after Leo and Liam, “As our club patron, would it be possible to ask if the Princess would like to be a mascot for us today when we are on the field?” Leo chuckled as he looked down at his darling daughter before addressing the two men in his presence, “Why don’t you ask her yourself?” Portavira’s star player kneeled in front of Natalia, smiling towards her, “Princess... would you like to help me win that big trophy over there?” Natalia stared as she followed the line of his finger to the glistening trophy in the case, “It would be a big help to have you out there as a lucky charm!” Natalia bashfully moved partially behind her father’s leg nodding her head against his arm quietly agreeing as she said, “Ok...” Leo smiled proudly as his daughter agreed. Scooping his daughter up into his arms, Natalia nuzzled into Leo’s shoulder whilst he patted Michael’s shoulder, “Sorry... she can be awfully shy sometimes...” Michael nodded in agreement, “It’s a lot for us on a good day, I can only imagine how it can be for a little one...”
Standing behind his niece as Leo held her securely in his strong muscular arms, Liam cooed, “It’s time to go cutie...” as he messed around, pulling on her Dutch braids playfully that cascaded down her back, getting Natalia to look around in the wrong direction before Natalia looked back at him scrunching up her tiny nose. Liam began pointing to himself in shock pulling funny faces, “You think it was me??” prompting the five year old to giggle, “You’re so silly Uncle Liam!!” As Leo began to move, Natalia held onto her father just that bit tighter as Leo and Liam walked side by side together towards the tunnel and closer to the crowd. Leo kissed his daughter’s cheek as she pointed out towards the field, completely mesmerised by her surroundings. “Where did you two disappear off to?” Leo chuckled shouting across as Drake raced towards them, his face reddened from running, “You don’t want to know...” Lia’s hazel eyes slowly narrowed as she observed the red and gold colours that Jackson wore. The Princess unimpressed stuck her tongue out towards him. “Natalia...” Liam tried his hardest not to laugh, “That’s not very nice... Leo... I think we’ve a little hooligan in our midsts...” Placing her into the ground, Leo raised his brow sternly whilst she pouted, “Say sorry... or I’ll take you home...” Natalia stood, her eyes wouldn’t meet the little boy’s in front of her as she mumbled, “I’m sorry Jackson for being rude...” She looked up at her father, Natalia’s eyes squinted in the sun as she moved little wisps of hair that framed her face away to make sure he wasn’t cross with her anymore, “That’s more like it...” Leo nodded keeping her in check.
Kneeling down, Liam spoke to the kids sweetly, “Hold hands you two and see that lady in the pink...” pointing over to the dug out, “...just walk over to her...” Jackson reached out for Natalia’s hand doing as they were told quietly walking in front of Liam and Leo, followed by the players. The crowds cooed as the little tots made their way onto the grass, smiling happily not realising how important today was. As Liam took Jackson to the left, Leo brought Natalia right both standing beside their respective team. Leo could hardly contain his pride, listening to the Orchestra begin to triumphantly play the Cordonian National Anthem as his daughter stood by his side, holding her father and Michael Castellanos’ hand. Leo smirked as he looked across at Liam with Jackson doing the same. It was something that he would never forget. Once the pomp and circumstance were over, Leo picked up Natalia, throwing her up into the air before catching her into his strong muscular arms. He couldn’t stop grinning as the five year old cuddled into him as they took their seats in the Royal Spectators box beside the players. “Well done beautiful!!” Leo cooed as the pocket sized Princess with Leo’s help climbed onto his knee, she wanted to see everything, kicking her little feet as she saw the ball being passed between the players. As the game came to it’s penultimate minute, nil-nil; it was decided there was a penalty shootout. No ifs, ands or buts, the trophy was being handed over today.
Natalia stood on the chair as she wrapped her arms around Leo tightly almost in anticipation. Her hazel green eyes sparkled with hope and complete wonder, patiently waiting until the roar came from the crowd, “Goallll!!!” Valtoria scored, but it didn’t take long for Portavira to catch up. It was the next round that would make or break them. Leo leaned slightly forward in his chair glaring out at the football field, his heart raced as Valtoria’s last opportunity went wide. Turning to his daughter, Leo grinned before winking at her, “This is it baby girl!” Nervously the whole stadium went quiet with bated breath as Michael Castellanos kicked the ball. They waited what felt like an eternity for the ball to connect with the net but as the whistle blew, Leo triumphantly rose to his feet, Natalia nestled safely in his arms, “Come on!!” she giggled, “Go... go!!” Leo gave her a massive cuddle as the little girl squealed in delight, “Papa...” she pointed excitedly towards the running crowd to the field, almost immersing herself as much as she could with the joy that surrounded her, “He scored... he scored!” nearly wriggling herself out of Leo’s arms as she was so excited, “it might be best putting you on the ground young lady...” Leo began to laugh. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she did a little happy dance, prancing around as the trophy was handed to Portavira.
The Royal’s were escorted from the Spectator box earlier than the rest of the crowd; Lia and Jackson ran ahead as they got through the tunnel giggling and laughing, “You two slow down...” Leo and Drake began to jog after them until they heard the ill fated high pitched squeal and a rattle coming from the corner. “Fuck...” the colour ran from Leo’s face as he saw the little girl lying there on the concrete floor, holding her arm as she sobbed. Jackson feeling sorry for his friend began to cry as well not knowing what was happening. With Liam running off to get a medic, Leo kneeled down, his heart in his mouth, “Lia, Where does it hurt sweetheart? Tell papa...” the tiny Princess bit down onto her lip pointing to her wrist. He took a deep breath noticing the small bit of swelling. Liam pulled Leo back slightly as the two medics checked Natalia over, “I’d get her over to the general to get an x-ray done... just to be on the safe side... that swelling is happening too quickly to be a sprain...”
Leo didn’t hesitate, without speaking he threw Liam the keys to his Range Rover, “Get the car and call ahead...” before scooping his daughter carefully into his arms, carrying her through the clubhouse and into the waiting car before any of the paparazzi could intervene or follow them. He was surprised as she quietly sobbed, no dramatics, nothing other than pouting as Leo tried his best to distract her from the pain from the bumpy roads as Liam rallied the 4x4 through the Portavira countryside back to the Capitol. Liam hadn’t wasted time, calling Bastien and the Kings Guard to ensure their privacy as they lined the entrance to the hospital gates. Shimmying himself out of the car as delicately and gracefully as he could, Leo sprinted throw the doors of the hospital towards the open elevator, frantically pressing the button for paediatrics. The perks of being Royalty, Natalia had no time to wait as the mobile x-ray machine was wheeled into her Private room she winced as the radiographer moved her arm, squealing in pain as she tried to pull it back, “Papa noooooo!!!” as Leo had to hold her tight, his heart breaking into a million pieces.” Shush baby girl I got you... it’s ok... shush...” They had a patient wait as the doctor returned with the results. Natalia raised her brow as she watched carefully, completely intrigued as the film was put up on the light board, “Ohhh...” she sighed, “Mira la foto papa...” The middle aged doctor began to laugh, “Yes, look at the photograph indeed...”
“Good evening Your Majesties, Your Royal Highness, Duke Valtoria and Viscount Walker... as you can see...” he pointed to the x-ray film, “There is a small bend and crack within the radius bone, a green stick fracture, nothing too serious but it will warrant a cast... but first...” the doctor reached into his pocket producing two lollipops, “Princess, Viscount... these are for you...” smiling kindly at a worried Leo, the doctor eased his conscious, “This is common and we’ll get her fixed up in no time...” As the plaster cast was fitted Leo brushed her hair from her face, before gently kissing the crown of her head mumbling, “Your mama isn’t going to be very happy with me...” but for Natalia, it just seemed like a normal day; no crying, no nothing as she smiled eating her lollipop propped up on the hospital bed, “Cast should come off in 6-8 weeks, but she can’t fly home for the next 24 hours; I hope that’s ok? I presume that you will need this scanned to Laurentia Your Majesty for the Princess’ records...” Leo nodded not even listening to the doctor as he mumbled off their Royal Doctor’s name, the Paediatrician handed the file to the nurse whispering to her, “Please scan this immediately... and enlist Royal Protocol...” Royal Protocol within Cordonia’s General hospital essentially meant that the records would be shredded immediately to preserve their privacy. “I will just get your discharge papers...”
Leo cleared his throat, “Liam...” he slowly shifted off of the bed. Leo looked a state in the last hour going from perfectly coiffed to his shirt collar unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up and tie undone, “Can you sit with her, I need to call Bella...” Liam raised his brow slightly at the prospect, “Good luck, I most certainly don’t want to be you...” as Leo walked outside of the room to take the call, Liam and Drake both knowing what he was going to have to put up with. “Hey... I...” Leo took a deep breath, his voice slightly trembling, “Lia had a little fall and we had to... Bella wait... don’t freak out... it was a little green stick fracture but... yes I know... no... Bella honestly it’s...” Leo had to pull the phone away from his ear as Isabella shouted. Her thick Laurentian accent became stronger the more angry she got, not giving him a chance to say anything. Slowly opening the door, Leo emerged. He ran his fingers through his sandy blonde hair looking completely defeated, exhaling loudly he tried to muster a chuckle, “Come on beautiful...” he reached out picking up his daughter, “Mama will be here soon...” Liam rolled his eyes towards Drake before shaking his head, “I might need to enlist a funeral director tonight...” Drake nodded in agreement, “Bella’s going to kill him... it’s the last thing they needed right now...”
As the evening drew closer, Leo was nervous - he had a feeling in the pit of his stomach knowing that at any minute now, Isabella would be coming through that door and it was the topic of discussion that all three men steered clear of. Liam tried to hand him a tumbler of Calvados but Leo shook his head, “Sorry brother... I might need it in a while though...” he mustered a painful chuckle. Liam patted his brother’s shoulder in support, “Hey big guy... don’t beat yourself up, it happens... Drake here...” Liam raised his glass towards him, “If you remember, never left the emergency room - he was too busy playing knights with Olivia with actual daggers...” Leo raised his brow but never spoke, his attentions turning to Natalia as she played happily with Jackson. “I’m gonna head to the airport... Liam do you mind keeping an eye on her when I go get Bella...” Leo took a deep breath before he lowered his tone, “to be honest... I’d rather the argument away from the kids... she’s pissed...” Liam nodded as Leo took his keys from his pocket, “...Sensible option... I take it you might need room made in the family mausoleum... just in case?” Leo couldn’t help himself, smirking at Liam’s teasing , “All bets are possible brother... it could make a good wager...”
The drive to the airport was quiet. Extremely quiet. The road back not so much. As quickly as Isabella’s feet touched Cordonian soil, she glared at him as she stood dressed all in black her chiffon blouse ruffled in the wind and tight leather skinny pants accentuated the Laurentian Queen’s tiny waist. Isabella was seething, “Get in the fucking car...” she spat under her breath as she walked passed Leo, slamming the door behind her. This was not going to be a fun conversation. Purposely Leo took the more scenic route back to the Palace in order to let the petite brunette to cool down before she could see Natalia. Leo was not in the mood for an argument, stopping the car so they could have it out. “Bella... I...” Leo awkwardly ran his fingers through his hair. Isabella sat with her cheeks sucked in and arms folded, “Leo... don’t!” She unfolded her arms, her hands gesticulating angrily, “I don’t want to hear it... I told you to watch her! You know what she’s like, one minute there the next she’s fucking half way down the road to God knows where!”
Leo took a deep breath trying to calm the situation, “Please see reason to this, she tripped that was all... it’s only a little fracture it could have happened anywhere...” Isabella’s almond shaped eyes narrowed angrily towards Leo, “...A little fracture? I don’t care if it was a little fracture, a big fracture, a bump on the head... my daughter should not be hurt right now...” Leo clicked his tongue at Isabella’s suggestion unimpressed, “You mean our daughter... Jesus Isabella...” he began to raise his voice, “God forbid that someone isn’t as fucking perfect as you are... it was a accident.. she’s running around the Palace as if nothing happened so get off of your fucking high horse... it must be amazing to see what it’s like looking down on the rest of us!” Isabella didn’t even look at him as she snorted, “Just hurry up...”
#choices#leo x isabella#the royal romance#playchoices#prince leo#choices fanfiction#choices the royal romance#playchoices fanfiction#queen isabella#royal romance au
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Kinktober 1: Aftercare [Teen Titans] [RobRae] [OOC]
—Te traje un poco de té —susurró Robin al oído de la joven antes de depositar un beso suave sobre su mejilla arrancándole una sonrisa.
—Gracias —respondió Raven con un suspiro.
El Titán colocó la taza sobre la mesita de noche, caminó alrededor de la cama y tomó la cobija para cubrir a su compañera hasta la cintura, dejando a la vista las marcas de rasguños, mordidas y algunos moretones que sobresalían en contraste con la blanquísima piel de su espalda.
—Hola —expresó Robin con dulzura al acostarse junto a Raven y acomodarse justo a la altura de sus oídos.
—Hola —repitió la joven aún entre suspiros.
Él acercó sus labios a los de su compañera y los presionó con delicadeza, casi como si creyera que la chica podría romperse en cualquier momento. Al separarse la miró a los ojos y acarició su mejilla moviéndose lentamente hacia su cabello. Ella cerró los ojos dejándose llevar por el momento y con un movimiento torpe se acercó más a su compañero hasta sentir nuevamente su piel rozarse.
—No me vas a dar las gracias, ¿verdad? —se burló la joven recordando la primera vez que había tenido intimidad.
—Ya no soy ese chico, Raven.
—Con tanta dulzura casi podría jurar que todavía lo eres.
Él volvió a sonreír y llevó su mano hasta la espalda de la joven, acariciándola de arriba a abajo dibujando suaves círculos sobre toda la superficie.
—Eso se siente bien —señaló Raven acurrucándose contra el pecho del petirrojo.
—Tú piel está muy tibia.
—Puede ser porque esta vez alguien se emocionó con las mordidas —explicó la joven con tono burlón.
—Lo siento —Robin besó la frente de su pareja y se incorporó para luego acomodarse de rodillas junto a ella, colocando ambas palmas sobre su espalda, moviéndolas de un lado a otro con la misma ternura de hacía unos momentos y acariciando con la huella de los dedos las marcas que sus uñas habían dejado sobre la piel delicada de la joven titán.
—Eres hermosa —soltó Robin con un tono de voz que llegó a cada terminación nerviosa del cuerpo de Raven.
—Ven acá —la chica se giró repentinamente y abrazó a Robin atrapándolo en un apasionado beso y aferrándose al joven por su cuello y cabello, acercándolo a ella lo más posible. Al separarse él volvió a besar su frente y a mirarla con ternura.
—¿Qué te parecería un tibio baño de burbujas en este momento?
Ella sonrió coqueta.
—Eso sería maravilloso —afirmó antes de volver a acercar al joven hacia ella para sumergirse en un nuevo beso.
Teen Titans no me pertenece.
#Kinktober#Kinktober 2018#Kintober2018#Teen Titans#TeenTitans#Robin#Raven#RobRae#RobRae fic#RobRae drabble#RobRav#Aftercare
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Hándicaps
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by CallmeJANE
Llegar a todos sitios, de pie y sin mucha maniobrabilidad es una odisea para filmarse. Hay ocasiones en las que se pisan, aunque ya le van cogiendo el truquillo. Kageyama le pone un chorro desmedido de champú que huele a frambuesas y que Hinata sabe que le pirra ya que le ha pillado un par de veces oliéndole el pelo y a él no hay quien le engañe con eso de “es que tenías un hilo colgando”. Sí, ya, claro. Por su parte, se entretiene pasándole la pastilla de jabón, esos que sólo se ven en los hoteles, que le regala la madre de Kageyama cuando se va al mercadillo y compra cinco de cada olor. Este es de miel.
O en el que Hinata divaga sobre el TOC de Kageyama mientras están en la ducha.
Words: 1662, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Español
Series: Part 2 of KageHina collection Kinktober 2017
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Kageyama Tobio, Hinata Shouyou
Relationships: Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Hinata Shouyou & Kageyama Tobio
Additional Tags: #bubble, #sex, #chain, #kiss, #paintolove, #kinktober, Relationship(s), Love, Boys In Love
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#kagehina#kagehina fanfiction#hinata shouyou#kageyama tobio#haikyuu!! fanfiction#haikyuu!!#ao3feed-kagehina#ao3feed
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Hándicaps
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by CallmeJANE
Llegar a todos sitios, de pie y sin mucha maniobrabilidad es una odisea para filmarse. Hay ocasiones en las que se pisan, aunque ya le van cogiendo el truquillo. Kageyama le pone un chorro desmedido de champú que huele a frambuesas y que Hinata sabe que le pirra ya que le ha pillado un par de veces oliéndole el pelo y a él no hay quien le engañe con eso de “es que tenías un hilo colgando”. Sí, ya, claro. Por su parte, se entretiene pasándole la pastilla de jabón, esos que sólo se ven en los hoteles, que le regala la madre de Kageyama cuando se va al mercadillo y compra cinco de cada olor. Este es de miel.
O en el que Hinata divaga sobre el TOC de Kageyama mientras están en la ducha.
Words: 1662, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Español
Series: Part 2 of KageHina collection Kinktober 2017
Fandoms: Haikyuu!!
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Kageyama Tobio, Hinata Shouyou
Relationships: Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio, Hinata Shouyou & Kageyama Tobio
Additional Tags: #bubble, #sex, #chain, #kiss, #paintolove, #kinktober, Relationship(s), Love, Boys In Love
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⛓kinktober 2021- biting/marking⛓
—take a bite of me, show me your teeth...
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
Characters: Eddie Brock x woc!reader (ft. Venom)
Summary: You leave your mark on Eddie, and Venom leaves theirs on you.
Word Count: 1.4k+
Warnings: general language warning, biting, leaving marks, petnames (morsel, babe), double penetration, pegging (technically I think??), monsterfucking (by venom's tentacles??? tendrils??? what do we call it??), Venom inside the reader (using her as the host and some mentions of venom presenting partially), choking, Eddie is a bit of a bottom in this one, gagging with fingers (blink and you'll miss it), squirting, multiple orgasms, some slight pain play, Venom being a menace.
A/N: DAY TEN OF KINKTOBER, and its still monsterfucker hours bitches! Anyways, all mistakes are mine so pardon any errors or typos I'm sure I missed a few. The divider is by @firefly-graphics
DO NOT repost or translate my work anywhere. Reblogs are always welcome, and let me know that you enjoy my fics.
Your hips roll against Eddie’s as you ride him, panting and moaning with little care to how loud you’re being or if the neighbors can hear you through the apartment's thin walls. His hands on you help guide your hips along, and serve to keep him grounded at the same time. Eddie’s touch feels almost electric on your skin, and it only sends pleasure shooting straight to your core. You feel like you’re on fire, every single nerve alight with pleasure you suspect it’s Venom’s doing. You aren’t used to sharing a body with Venom the way Eddie is, and for you the moments like this are intense when you allow Venom to use you as a host. You pull Eddie closer, bowing your head so that you can sink your teeth into the hard muscle of his shoulder. Eddie lets out a hoarse groan that rumbles loudly in your ears when he feels your teeth biting down hard enough to mark him. Your tongue soothes over the mark, lips peppering kisses up his neck. You suck at the delicate skin there, nipping at him and leaving another mark behind that makes Eddie hiss and shudder under you.
A ripple of obsidian over your shoulder let’s you know that Venom is making themselves known. You feel the symbiote hovering over you and watching for a moment before you feel the scrape of sharp fanged teeth dragging down your back. There’s not enough pressure to draw blood, but you know from the sweet sting that you feel that they’ll be a trail of welts. As much as you love marking up Eddie, Venom loves to mark you up just as much. And you trust them to do it, letting yourself enjoy the bite of pain that comes with it. It makes you cry out and squeeze so tight around Eddie that the man almost cums inside you right then and there. He might have if it weren’t for an ink black tendril circled tight around the base of Eddie’s cock like a ring. Your hand that grips the back of Eddie’s neck moves around to the front, and then it morphs into a larger ink black hand that you know is Venom’s. Eddie moans at the feeling, and you feel the way that Venom squeezes that hand tighter around the man’s throat. It’s an erotic scene, and your eyes are glued to it for the moment.
You can’t help the way that it makes you flutter and clench around Eddie’s cock at the sight, the moan you let out is muffled against Eddie’s plush lips when you lean down to kiss him. Your teeth nip at his bottom lip, and you grin against his mouth when Eddie growls at you for it. A sharp bite at the back of shoulder makes you chirp in surprise, and you know that Venom has left yet another mark of their own. “Ours.” He rumbles in your ear. Everything’s so heightened that even the subtle vibrations of Venom’s voice can be felt against your too hot skin and draws a whimper out of you. You aren’t sure if Venom means to refer to you or Eddie with the possessive intent, but neither of you question it. You both accept it, because everything feels far too good and far too right to argue. In any case you suspect it’s meant for both of you. Especially Venom’s hand at Eddie’s throat loosens, only to drag down his chest and leave red scratches behind that will likely be there for at least a few days. Then it moves to cup one of your breasts and tease at its nipple.
Biting your lip your gaze lingers on Eddie’s face as you begin to bounce yourself on his cock. You chuckle at what you see, damn near purring when you feel Venom’s tongue teasing your other nipple. “Look at him Ven...he’s absolutely cunt drunk.” You sigh, hips sinking you down to take him completely so you can rock shallowly against him. Eddie’s too far gone to care about the way he whines in protest at the change in how you’re using him to fuck yourself. The hand that’s still yours moves to his face so that you can shove three of your fingers into his mouth and quiet him. Eddie moans around your digits, and you lick your lips and relish the sound of it.
Your hips move faster, rocking yourself against Eddie’s cock and letting yourself get so lost in the intense sensations that hosting Venom allows you to feel that you don’t register the way the symbiote’s tentacles extend from behind you. You feel it though when one of them prods at your puckered hole, it’s cold and slick and teases at pressing into you. Your fingers slip from Eddie’s mouth when you fall forward against his chest, panting and whining at the feeling while your hips never still against the man’s.
“Fuck...please Ven. Wanna be full of you both.” You beg, gasping out and biting down against Eddie’s chest when you feel the initial breach. Another mark left behind to claim your man and he grips your hips tight enough to bruise in return. “Shiiiiit, so good...fuck feels so good!” You cry, and the ink black clawed hand that Venom controls moves to the sofa beside Eddie’s head and a drag downwards to shred the furniture, but neither of you three seem to notice or mind with how good this all feels. You moan again when a long tongue slithers up the side of your neck, and the prickle of sharp teeth tease over your shoulder. It sends you careening over the edge as you fuck yourself on Eddie’s cock and Venom pumps that obsidian tentacle in and out of your back channel in tandem with your movements. You cum hard, juices splattering over Eddie’s hips and lower abdomen. It knocks the breath out of you for a moment, and you hardly have a chance to recover before you feel the symbiote taking control, making your hips move on their own accord. “Ven..I can’t—” Your protests cut off when you feel a second tentacle curling around your throat and giving a squeeze.
“You don’t play fair.” You choke out, moaning a second later when you feel it curl tighter and apply pressure. You can hear Eddie’s chuckle from below you before it chokes off into a moan of his own when a third tentacle of Venom’s snakes under your body and teases its way into the man’s hole.
“Fuck!” Eddie curses, and just like that it’s Venom in control. The symbiote makes you move against Eddie’s cock, all the while fucking you both from behind with those obsidian appendages.
“You will give us another one, morsel.” You know it's not a request, and even if you wanted to resist you know your body can’t. Not when it feels this good, and you’re feeling this full, the pressure around your throat only adds to the intense and overwhelming pleasure that’s wracking your oversensitive body.
“Come on, babe. Cum with us, give us another.” Eddie urges from beneath you, fingers slipping between your bodies to strum at your clit just as you feel Venom’s teeth nibbling at your hip. You cum with a scream, juices soaking the man under you again and it feels so intense that all you see is white for a few seconds as you lay against Eddie’s chest trembling. Your walls clench around him, pulsing and milking his cock for his spend while Venom works that sweet spot inside of Eddie until the man follows after you moments later.
You both lay there panting, unspeaking as you feel everything from Venom receding before the symbiote is bleeding from your form to reclaim Eddie. You sigh in relief when you register the sudden lack of heightened feeling and sensitivity. As thrilling and exciting as it is to have Venom inside you for that short amount of time it’s still tiring and now all you want is to fall asleep right there against Eddie’s chest.
“I swear one of these days you two are going to make me lose my mind.” You say with a huff of laughter that makes Eddie chuckle. “I need a shower, and someone is gonna have to carry me.”
You feel the change happen under you, and it's then that you realize that Eddie hadn’t pulled out of you yet. Your moan is stuttered and gasping, your nails biting into the symbiotes flesh as you grip against Venom and push yourself up to glare at the grinning menace. “Not yet, morsel. We have not had our turn yet.”
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