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Content Warnings ; Premarital intercourse, New years fucking, orgasm denial, oral(F receiving), praise, dry humping, doggystyle, P I V → unprotected, slight exhibitionism, cream piecw: sex mention, teasing, pet names ]
Male x Female Reader
a/n; it's finally 2024! It's a little nervous wracking but I'm glad I've made it to another year, anyways enjoy this little thing I've made
wc ; 2.2k
Synopsis — Your boyfriend gets the bright idea that during your family's gathering the two of you should sneak off to celebrate the new years in a unique way.
A smile plays at your face as you watch your boyfriend go around making small talk to each and every one of your family members, just eager to spend one of the first more major events with them because he personally saw it as proof that your family has finally accepted him and more importantly— Your relationship. After a particularly long conversation with your father Fujio happily hops over towards you, two glasses of champagne in hand. “To be frank I don't understand how your parents afforded all that champagne,” he chuckled glancing over at the snack table.
“But- more importantly how are you?” He prompted, handing you the glass before taking a sip out of his.
You take the glass from your boyfriend with a small laugh. "I'm doing great," you reply, leaning against him as he sits down next to you on the couch. The champagne is cold and bubbly, and it tickles your nose as you take a sip. You close your eyes, enjoying the taste of the sweet wine and the sense of warmth that spreads through your body. Your family's living room is filled with chatter and laughter; voices blend together in a happy hum.
The smell of freshly cooked turkey fills the air, mixed with the sharp scent of sage from the stuffing and the savory aroma of roasted vegetables. The sound of clinking glasses mixes with the soft tinkle of silverware on china as everyone enjoys their food. The TV is on in the background, but no one seems to be paying too much attention to it.
"How about you?" you ask, looking up at Fujio. He grins down at you, his green eyes sparkling.
"Couldn't be better," he says, taking another sip of his champagne. "Your family is really something else. They're so welcoming." He hummed, crossing his legs. "That's good, I was a little worried they wouldn't like you- especially my mother." You dryly chuckle, leaning into his touch.
"So... Should we ditch them?" He whispered, giving your hip a light squeeze. However when your eyes flick up towards his face he looks calm as ever- a little smile playing at his hips as he takes a sip at the champagne.
"Ditch them?" You repeat, taking another sip of your champagne. "I don't think that would be very nice, especially just before new years." You hum nudging him playfully. "C'mon, it'll be fun— Just the two of us, alone... And I thought of a few ways for us to spend the last day of this year together?” He whined, pouting softly. You glance over at the countdown, it was twenty five minutes before the clock hits twelve. So with a defeated sigh you nodded, "Fine, but we aren't gonna be gone the entire night- we'll be in and out."
With a eager nod he stood up from the couch, taking the nearly empty glass from you to place it somewhere else before practically dragging you into nearest empty bedroom. "Do you think they'll mind us using their bed?" You ask watching him plop down onto the bed. "If they don't know I'm sure we'll be fine." He stated on, patting his lap to motion you over. You roll your eyes playfully and stride over, settling onto his lap
"We should probably be quiet then." You suggest, fingers tracing idle patterns on his chest.
Fugio leans in, nuzzling against your neck and inhaling deeply. The smell of your perfume filling his senses, "You always smell so good," he murmurs, pressing soft kisses to your skin. "Can't believe you chose such a pretty dress." He muttered, "Practically teasing me the entire night with the fact I couldn't just take you right there."
His hands make their way to the small of your back, pulling you in closer till there’s no space between the two of you. "Fujio, behave," you manage warmth spreading across your face. He just chuckles, a low and husky sound that sends shivers down your spine.
With his arms wrapped around you, he presses his forehead against yours, his gaze never leaving yours. "I'm serious." Fujio said cheekily, "It was torture. But it's okay," He paused looking around the room before continuing, "Now we have privacy."
“Privacy and very little time,” You remind him, “The countdown’s going to start soon…”
He lets out an amused huff at that before giving you an impish grin. "Well then," he purred leaning in closer until his lips are mere inches away from yours, "We better make use of every second we have."
His fingers slip under the edge of your dress, tracing their way upward as his lips find yours. The kiss is unhurried but intent, sparking with the same electricity that's been building between you two all night. His eyes are teasing, challenging you to keep up with him. The noise of the party fades into a distant hum in the back of your mind. All that matters is Fujio and the warmth of his body against yours. Fujio hands roam across your back, tracing sinuous patterns that ignite a flame within you.
Your fingers tangle in his long hair, pulling him closer until there's no room for thought. All that exists is him - his scent, his touch, his taste. You lose yourself in the rhythm of your heartbeats echoing each other, the world outside forgotten. His hands hold a firm grip on your waist, slowly grinding your clothed cunt up and down his hardening groin. "You're gonna make a mess in your pants." You warn l —Though truthfully the thought of him creaming his pants from grinding against you made your pussy ache.
"M' gonna make a mess in you." He retorts in in between increasingly feverish kisses his hands now roaming further up your body, cupping your breasts through your dress.
"Have you look even more pretty f' me while your on your knees." Fujio words are drawn out by a pleasurable sigh as your hand finds its own way down to the waistband of his slacks.
"A-ah wait—" He finally succumbed breaking free from the kiss with a few heavy breathes. "Get on your hand and knees for me- please." He asked, gingerly lifting you off his lap so he could get into a proper position. Gently, you eased yourself off of your boyfriend and onto the bed before moving to position yourself on your hands and knees as he had requested. Your movements were slow and deliberate, each shift accompanied by a small rustle of fabric against skin. You could feel his eyes on you, soaking in every moment of the little show you were putting on.
Fujio gave a low satisfied hum at the sight of you obediently waiting for him, his fingers itching with anticipation. He spared a brief glance at the clock on the wall - fifteen minutes left till midnight.
"Such a pretty body— and it's all just f' me," he crooned, his fingers skimming up the back of your thighs and under your dress. Pushing the fabric upwards till it was bunched up at your waist, giving him a fine view of the damp spot in your panties,
"You're so wet already," he whispers, almost as if he's amazed that his body has the same effect your body does for him. Tracing a finger along the edge of your thong and feeling how hot and slick you are. You arch into his touch, needing more.
His other hand reaches around to cup your pussy, gently spreading your lips apart so he can give your hole a long lick.
Getting a better grip on your ass he sloppily eats you out, Tongue fucking your taught hole and gulping down your essence with each harsh suckle to your sensitive clit.
he’s insatiable. completely shameless as he all but buries his face into your cunt, hands spreading your cheeks so he can lap at your pussy. Fujio's tongue swirls across your clit, nipping at it. his hands work their way up your ass, gripping against it as he nuzzles his face further into your pussy. “f-fuck,” you sigh out, mentally damning yourself because you knew that saliva and slick was dribbling down onto the blanket beneath the two of you.
You’re just about to cum, that familiar knot in your stomach tightening and ready to burst— grinding yourself into his face, but just before you can he pulls away.
"Fu-fuji what the hell—" You whine, tempted to finish the job yourself and snake a hand down. But you held off, just pouting softly from the way he chuckled at your griping. Burying your face into the pillow you let him push your lips open, his unyielding gaze making you grow shy "W-will you hurry up we have like ten minutes left!"
"Impatient much?" He teased, pressing the fat tip against your sopping entrance. You can't help but whimper in anticipation as he teases you, running his cockhead up and down your slit. Gripping your hips he feeds his shaft into you in one smooth thrust. The filthy squelch when his hips finally connected with yours deafening, leaving you squirming and pliable under his grip from the feeling of him stretching you open, moaning quietly as both of you sigh in pleasure.
"Fuck, Fujio, you feel so good," you manage to say, your voice hoarse with lust.
"Only the best for my pretty girl-" With a heavy groan he slowly pulls out of you, admiring the way pre cum and your juices glazed his cock before he's rutting his hips back into you. Your nails dig into the bed beneath you as he fucks you, each hard thrust of his bobbing you forward before your left crashing right back into his cock.
"Fuuck— such a pretty mess f' me." He said in between quiet moans, pushing his weight onto you till the point he's fucking you into the mattress. "M' gonna cream pie that pussy for my pretty girl." He cooed, letting his fingers find your clit, and rub shapes all over the sensitive nub. "You'd like that wouldn't you?" He murmured against your neck, his breathing ragged and hot against your skin.
With each stroke, Fujio's thrusts become more erratic, driving deeper into your core. You're panting with each movement; your breath a ragged mess as his hand works magic on your clit. "Fu— fuji-" You whimpered, words barely able to form from the way his cockhead abused the gummy spots inside of you. Forcing soft sobs and moans that he eagerly eats up with a sloppy kiss, muffling any sounds from your mouth. Instead letting the wet 'plaps' and your fluttering pussy walls speak for you.
"Gonna cum f' doll?" He whispered, breaking off the kiss with a heavy pant.
"Fuuck— Mhm, gonna- gonna cum," you sobbed, eyes fighting to stay open with the tears sticking to your eyelashes.
You feel the familiar tightness in your stomach, and your breathing becomes sharper. Fujio feels it too, and he murmurs softly, his thrusts becoming more erratic. "Come for me," he whispers, and his words are like a match to tinder.
You explode around him, your scream muffled by his lips. Fujio keeps thrusting into you, his hips stuttering for a moment before he slams into you one last time, burying himself deep inside you, and filling your still fluttering cunt with his cum, A soft groan leaves your lips, heavily panting beneath him. "F-fuck..." You curse lifting your gaze up towards the window- watching the colorful display of fireworks explode against the inky black canvas of the night sky. Each burst of color mirrored in your eyes.
"We should probably clean up and go back down." Fujio mumbled, slowly pulling out of you— Gaze fixated on the way cum slowly gushed out of you.
You moan softly, your body still shuddering with pleasure as he pulls away, the cool air between your legs providing a sharp contrast to the lingering warmth.
"Wish we could stay here all night," you whisper, your voice thick with longing, "Just watching those fireworks..."
Fujio chuckles lightly, brushing away a strand of hair that has fallen across your eyes. "Well, we can't stay up here forever your family is gonna notice we're gone." He explained, standing up from the bed to look for a towel or something of the sort-
As he rifles through the drawer, you take a moment to catch your breath, still half-naked and feeling rather exposed in this small, unfamiliar room. You reach out and touch his back, feeling the tense muscles relax under your fingers. "They're probably already wondering where we are," you say, trying to sound casual. "I'll just take a shower on the way home."
He seems slightly conflicted with the idea of not giving you a proper clean up but he hesitantly nods, "I guess your right." Fujio mumbles, pressing a soft kiss against your forehead as he helps you tidy up your appearance— Smoothing out your dress and brushing your hair into a cleaner look. Joining him by the window, the two of you watch as the final burst of fireworks fades into the night the muffled sounds of family cheering down stairs just barely audible.
"Love you, "
"Love you too."
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Content Warnings ; Premarital intercourse, New years fucking, orgasm denial, oral(F receiving), praise, dry humping, doggystyle, P I V → unprotected, slight exhibitionism, cream piecw: sex mention, teasing, pet names ]
Male x Female Reader
a/n; it's finally 2024! It's a little nervous wracking but I'm glad I've made it to another year, anyways enjoy this little thing I've made
wc ; 2.2k
Synopsis — Your boyfriend gets the bright idea that during your family's gathering the two of you should sneak off to celebrate the new years in a unique way.
A smile plays at your face as you watch your boyfriend go around making small talk to each and every one of your family members, just eager to spend one of the first more major events with them because he personally saw it as proof that your family has finally accepted him and more importantly— Your relationship. After a particularly long conversation with your father Fujio happily hops over towards you, two glasses of champagne in hand. “To be frank I don't understand how your parents afforded all that champagne,” he chuckled glancing over at the snack table.
“But- more importantly how are you?” He prompted, handing you the glass before taking a sip out of his.
You take the glass from your boyfriend with a small laugh. "I'm doing great," you reply, leaning against him as he sits down next to you on the couch. The champagne is cold and bubbly, and it tickles your nose as you take a sip. You close your eyes, enjoying the taste of the sweet wine and the sense of warmth that spreads through your body. Your family's living room is filled with chatter and laughter; voices blend together in a happy hum.
The smell of freshly cooked turkey fills the air, mixed with the sharp scent of sage from the stuffing and the savory aroma of roasted vegetables. The sound of clinking glasses mixes with the soft tinkle of silverware on china as everyone enjoys their food. The TV is on in the background, but no one seems to be paying too much attention to it.
"How about you?" you ask, looking up at Fujio. He grins down at you, his green eyes sparkling.
"Couldn't be better," he says, taking another sip of his champagne. "Your family is really something else. They're so welcoming." He hummed, crossing his legs. "That's good, I was a little worried they wouldn't like you- especially my mother." You dryly chuckle, leaning into his touch.
"So... Should we ditch them?" He whispered, giving your hip a light squeeze. However when your eyes flick up towards his face he looks calm as ever- a little smile playing at his hips as he takes a sip at the champagne.
"Ditch them?" You repeat, taking another sip of your champagne. "I don't think that would be very nice, especially just before new years." You hum nudging him playfully. "C'mon, it'll be fun— Just the two of us, alone... And I thought of a few ways for us to spend the last day of this year together?” He whined, pouting softly. You glance over at the countdown, it was twenty five minutes before the clock hits twelve. So with a defeated sigh you nodded, "Fine, but we aren't gonna be gone the entire night- we'll be in and out."
With a eager nod he stood up from the couch, taking the nearly empty glass from you to place it somewhere else before practically dragging you into nearest empty bedroom. "Do you think they'll mind us using their bed?" You ask watching him plop down onto the bed. "If they don't know I'm sure we'll be fine." He stated on, patting his lap to motion you over. You roll your eyes playfully and stride over, settling onto his lap
"We should probably be quiet then." You suggest, fingers tracing idle patterns on his chest.
Fugio leans in, nuzzling against your neck and inhaling deeply. The smell of your perfume filling his senses, "You always smell so good," he murmurs, pressing soft kisses to your skin. "Can't believe you chose such a pretty dress." He muttered, "Practically teasing me the entire night with the fact I couldn't just take you right there."
His hands make their way to the small of your back, pulling you in closer till there’s no space between the two of you. "Fujio, behave," you manage warmth spreading across your face. He just chuckles, a low and husky sound that sends shivers down your spine.
With his arms wrapped around you, he presses his forehead against yours, his gaze never leaving yours. "I'm serious." Fujio said cheekily, "It was torture. But it's okay," He paused looking around the room before continuing, "Now we have privacy."
“Privacy and very little time,” You remind him, “The countdown’s going to start soon…”
He lets out an amused huff at that before giving you an impish grin. "Well then," he purred leaning in closer until his lips are mere inches away from yours, "We better make use of every second we have."
His fingers slip under the edge of your dress, tracing their way upward as his lips find yours. The kiss is unhurried but intent, sparking with the same electricity that's been building between you two all night. His eyes are teasing, challenging you to keep up with him. The noise of the party fades into a distant hum in the back of your mind. All that matters is Fujio and the warmth of his body against yours. Fujio hands roam across your back, tracing sinuous patterns that ignite a flame within you.
Your fingers tangle in his long hair, pulling him closer until there's no room for thought. All that exists is him - his scent, his touch, his taste. You lose yourself in the rhythm of your heartbeats echoing each other, the world outside forgotten. His hands hold a firm grip on your waist, slowly grinding your clothed cunt up and down his hardening groin. "You're gonna make a mess in your pants." You warn l —Though truthfully the thought of him creaming his pants from grinding against you made your pussy ache.
"M' gonna make a mess in you." He retorts in in between increasingly feverish kisses his hands now roaming further up your body, cupping your breasts through your dress.
"Have you look even more pretty f' me while your on your knees." Fujio words are drawn out by a pleasurable sigh as your hand finds its own way down to the waistband of his slacks.
"A-ah wait—" He finally succumbed breaking free from the kiss with a few heavy breathes. "Get on your hand and knees for me- please." He asked, gingerly lifting you off his lap so he could get into a proper position. Gently, you eased yourself off of your boyfriend and onto the bed before moving to position yourself on your hands and knees as he had requested. Your movements were slow and deliberate, each shift accompanied by a small rustle of fabric against skin. You could feel his eyes on you, soaking in every moment of the little show you were putting on.
Fujio gave a low satisfied hum at the sight of you obediently waiting for him, his fingers itching with anticipation. He spared a brief glance at the clock on the wall - fifteen minutes left till midnight.
"Such a pretty body— and it's all just f' me," he crooned, his fingers skimming up the back of your thighs and under your dress. Pushing the fabric upwards till it was bunched up at your waist, giving him a fine view of the damp spot in your panties,
"You're so wet already," he whispers, almost as if he's amazed that his body has the same effect your body does for him. Tracing a finger along the edge of your thong and feeling how hot and slick you are. You arch into his touch, needing more.
His other hand reaches around to cup your pussy, gently spreading your lips apart so he can give your hole a long lick.
Getting a better grip on your ass he sloppily eats you out, Tongue fucking your taught hole and gulping down your essence with each harsh suckle to your sensitive clit.
he’s insatiable. completely shameless as he all but buries his face into your cunt, hands spreading your cheeks so he can lap at your pussy. Fujio's tongue swirls across your clit, nipping at it. his hands work their way up your ass, gripping against it as he nuzzles his face further into your pussy. “f-fuck,” you sigh out, mentally damning yourself because you knew that saliva and slick was dribbling down onto the blanket beneath the two of you.
You’re just about to cum, that familiar knot in your stomach tightening and ready to burst— grinding yourself into his face, but just before you can he pulls away.
"Fu-fuji what the hell—" You whine, tempted to finish the job yourself and snake a hand down. But you held off, just pouting softly from the way he chuckled at your griping. Burying your face into the pillow you let him push your lips open, his unyielding gaze making you grow shy "W-will you hurry up we have like ten minutes left!"
"Impatient much?" He teased, pressing the fat tip against your sopping entrance. You can't help but whimper in anticipation as he teases you, running his cockhead up and down your slit. Gripping your hips he feeds his shaft into you in one smooth thrust. The filthy squelch when his hips finally connected with yours deafening, leaving you squirming and pliable under his grip from the feeling of him stretching you open, moaning quietly as both of you sigh in pleasure.
"Fuck, Fujio, you feel so good," you manage to say, your voice hoarse with lust.
"Only the best for my pretty girl-" With a heavy groan he slowly pulls out of you, admiring the way pre cum and your juices glazed his cock before he's rutting his hips back into you. Your nails dig into the bed beneath you as he fucks you, each hard thrust of his bobbing you forward before your left crashing right back into his cock.
"Fuuck— such a pretty mess f' me." He said in between quiet moans, pushing his weight onto you till the point he's fucking you into the mattress. "M' gonna cream pie that pussy for my pretty girl." He cooed, letting his fingers find your clit, and rub shapes all over the sensitive nub. "You'd like that wouldn't you?" He murmured against your neck, his breathing ragged and hot against your skin.
With each stroke, Fujio's thrusts become more erratic, driving deeper into your core. You're panting with each movement; your breath a ragged mess as his hand works magic on your clit. "Fu— fuji-" You whimpered, words barely able to form from the way his cockhead abused the gummy spots inside of you. Forcing soft sobs and moans that he eagerly eats up with a sloppy kiss, muffling any sounds from your mouth. Instead letting the wet 'plaps' and your fluttering pussy walls speak for you.
"Gonna cum f' doll?" He whispered, breaking off the kiss with a heavy pant.
"Fuuck— Mhm, gonna- gonna cum," you sobbed, eyes fighting to stay open with the tears sticking to your eyelashes.
You feel the familiar tightness in your stomach, and your breathing becomes sharper. Fujio feels it too, and he murmurs softly, his thrusts becoming more erratic. "Come for me," he whispers, and his words are like a match to tinder.
You explode around him, your scream muffled by his lips. Fujio keeps thrusting into you, his hips stuttering for a moment before he slams into you one last time, burying himself deep inside you, and filling your still fluttering cunt with his cum, A soft groan leaves your lips, heavily panting beneath him. "F-fuck..." You curse lifting your gaze up towards the window- watching the colorful display of fireworks explode against the inky black canvas of the night sky. Each burst of color mirrored in your eyes.
"We should probably clean up and go back down." Fujio mumbled, slowly pulling out of you— Gaze fixated on the way cum slowly gushed out of you.
You moan softly, your body still shuddering with pleasure as he pulls away, the cool air between your legs providing a sharp contrast to the lingering warmth.
"Wish we could stay here all night," you whisper, your voice thick with longing, "Just watching those fireworks..."
Fujio chuckles lightly, brushing away a strand of hair that has fallen across your eyes. "Well, we can't stay up here forever your family is gonna notice we're gone." He explained, standing up from the bed to look for a towel or something of the sort-
As he rifles through the drawer, you take a moment to catch your breath, still half-naked and feeling rather exposed in this small, unfamiliar room. You reach out and touch his back, feeling the tense muscles relax under your fingers. "They're probably already wondering where we are," you say, trying to sound casual. "I'll just take a shower on the way home."
He seems slightly conflicted with the idea of not giving you a proper clean up but he hesitantly nods, "I guess your right." Fujio mumbles, pressing a soft kiss against your forehead as he helps you tidy up your appearance— Smoothing out your dress and brushing your hair into a cleaner look. Joining him by the window, the two of you watch as the final burst of fireworks fades into the night the muffled sounds of family cheering down stairs just barely audible.
"Love you, "
"Love you too."
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♛┈⛧┈┈•༶ Fawn is Thinking about...
[ nsfw | cw ; noncon, Mention of killing, minor gore, Delusional yandere, Forced Marriage, implied stalking, drabble, not proofread, my excuse to make delusional men ]
Male Yandere x Darling
a/n ; I love delusional men... Like,, even though he's only known you for one hour he's already picking out names for y'all future children!!
Mafia Yandere
Who only knows you exist because you both happen to be in the same restaurant, and seeing you prettied up— Trying to keep any stray tears from falling as you stare at the empty chair across from you where you're date was supposed to be. Poor thing
Mafia Yandere Who can't help but covet after you, buying you extravagant gifts, getting rid of any potential competition, it's only in his nature to do so after all! And how was he supposed to resist after he saw how cute n' stuttery around him?
Mafia Yandere Who thinks about you after that day, even when he's with his mistress— Who just festers in his obsession for weeks on end. To the point it drives him insane, he just wants you out of his head already! So insane that he decided to took the liberty of using some 'connections' of his to find out everything about you. Where you live, Your work/life schedule, who your friends and family are. And he could always reason, it's not creep to 'stalk' his future spouse, it's simply getting to know them better!
Mafia Yandere Who finally gets his hands on you— and is ecstatic And sure you may be kicking and screaming at first but you'll learn to accept him, he's sure you wouldn't wanna end up like the rest. Rotting, holes used up and dumped into some far off river nobody ever goes near.
Mafia Yandere Who loves to hear you cry, trying to soothe those pretty sobs as he holds you close. He didn't want to hurt you, but you were being such a brat! Calling him delusional and insane, as if that's anyway to speak to your fiance. If anything, it's your fault that he had to hold you down, and break those little legs of yours, bones snapping in his hands like twigs.
Mafia Yandere Who knows he shouldn't be getting this hard seeing you in white, eyes red from crying all night, and soon to be wearing a shiny diamond ring. But you're just so cute! And it's not like it's a bad thing necessarily, a husband should be attracted to his soon-to-be consort— who's so much more compared to those cheap mistresses— And with you're big wedding day coming up he doesn't think you'll mind if he breaks you in a little earlier then expected.
Mafia Yandere Who loves listening to your sobs intertwine with shaky moans, desperately trying to push him off with little success. Air knocked out of you as he pushes each fat inch at a time, forcing your body to try to make room for him until he's bottomed out. Which by then your regressed into nothing but a glossy-eyed, quivering mess, holding onto his shirt with tight fists looking for some sort of comfort as if moments before you weren't kicking and screaming your heart out for him to get off of you.
Mafia Yandere Who loves you.
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Gift Wrapped
[ nsfw | CW ; Implied kidnapping, Shibari, strap on, fluff, brief angst(?), threats (not directed at Darling), Yandere Content, Jealousy, Dacryphilia, Dubcon, praise, Lack of proper foreplay, Fem!Darling]
Female yandere x Darling
a/n ; Got the idea for the pose from this , I'm gonna pass out it was the 24th when I wrote this and I was STRUGGLING because I made a different version but realized it wasn't really Christmas theme nor in character— and rather then going back and editing it I just scrapped it
Summary— Aizu wants nothing more for Christmas than to see you all tied up- So why not make it a reality?
word count — 1.9k
You watch as Aizu crawls into bed, the mattress dipping in beneath her weight. “It's been getting cold out.” You mumbled, resting your head on her shoulder.
“I know.”
You stay quiet for another moment, waiting for her to continue— To tell you what you want to know without actually saying the words.
"It's been six months." She finally relented, shifting her position so shes rested on her side and was facing you. Prompting you with the question "Are you really still thinking about that?"
"How could I not?"
"Because you have everything you could ever want here, why are you so focused on the little things like what's happening out there— or if your friends kiss you?"
"Not freedom."
Quiet befalls the both of you, the weight of those unspoken words hanging heavy in the air. You could feel Aizu's gaze piercing through you, searching for any sign of weakness or hesitation. She leaned in closer, her warm breath tickling your skin as she whispered, "But what is freedom without love? Without someone who understands and supports you?"
"Do you? Do you actually understand me? I mean- can't help but wonder if you even actually love me, if all of this" You sit up and gesture to the modest bedroom around you, its familiarity suffocating. "Just some attempt to covet after me." She doesn't respond, at least not immediately. A soft sigh escaping her as she let's a hand cup the side of your face and force eye contact between the two of you, dark brown eyes piercing through your own.
"Whether it's love or some deep rooted obsession I had since the moment I found you, I still care about you." She mumbles tempted to say more, but instead choosing to hold back.
"Please don't get all sappy with me." You groan, throwing your head back against the pillows. "You know I'm only stuck here because of you." You shoot back, though your tone not as hostile as your words would suggest.
"I know." She scoffed, "You don't always have to hold that against me, I mean- Can't you lighten up at least a little? I mean, I don't think that's something you want going into Christmas."
"It's already Christmas?" You practically shout, sitting back up in your bed. "I thought it was October-"
"But it's not October, like how it's not Christmas... At least not yet, Christmas is tomorrow." You stared at her, mild frustration building up in you. "And you didn't think to tell me earlier?"
"I saw no reason, as to why. And I figured it'd be a nice surprise." She shrugged, "Plus I waited last minute before buying gifts so... I still need to wrap them up." She shrugged, "C'mon, just go to bed you won't miss anything and I'll wake you up early. Promise."
You stare at her for a moment a little frown in your face but eventually relent and lay your head back down, Letting your eyes flutter shut as Aizu's gentle touch on your face lulls you into a peaceful slumber.
The next morning, you woke to the sound of soft music playing from the living room. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you followed the sound and found Aizu sitting on the couch, surrounded by colorful wrapping paper and ribbons strewn about, Her hands covered in bandages and a pair of scissors sat next to her. It always amazed you how horrible she is with cutting things but has no problem with them during training.
"There you are." She huffed dusting her pants off, "Sit down, you can eat later so just- sit." She ordered, practically shoving you to the mat on next to the Christmas tree with her light little pushes.
"So... What's up with the amount of gifts?" You prompt, it wasn't a stretch to believe all of them we're for you— God knows how much money this woman has from the weekly donations alone— but it was still worth asking.
"Variety, that and my sisters are coming over tonight and I want an excuse to show my lovely pet off." She nonchalantly says slightly shrugging.
"C'mon, open them any one will do." She purred, Huffing a little sigh, you pulled away and refocused on the nearest present to your right. It was long and thin, but larger then a box that would hold a necklace, so you weren’t sure what could be inside. While you were distracted by the gift in hand she was more focused on something else.
Sitting behind you she let her hands wander beneath the dark red shirt you wore, letting them rub comforting circles onto your sides. You couldn't help but lean into her touch, even as your mind was preoccupied with the mystery gift in front of you.
"Open it," she whispered, her voice barely audible against your ear.
Maybe today could've been normal. As normal as your life could get with her. With a slight smile to your lips you tore open the wrapping paper, When you got a look at what was inside the box. A small chuckle escapes you which slowly transformed into a loud, cackling laugh. “You got me a dildo!?” you asked, half amused half frustrated and maybe even slightly disappointed.
In the box, nestled in a pillow of soft satin, sat a long, thick dildo, with just a hint of a curve to it. But to answer your rhetorical question she simply hummed, gingerly taking the box from your hands and placing it to the side.
"C'mon, you have more." She simply said watching as you pull over another box.
And that would be fine if the same act didn't repeat four times. It wasn't the same thing, thankfully, but almost all were sexual in nature— Vibrators, ball gags, flavoured lube—
Admittedly though, when you got to the fourth one face slightly flushed from the 'gifts' and her touching growing more adventurous, you were confused— Mind slightly hazy as you stared at the red and white rope, barely able to focus on anything but the way she traced circles just above the spot where your clit was in your panties.
"What's— what's this for?" You stammer out, at this point you don't even think she's paying attention to opening the presents any more instead she's more focused on groping your breasts with one hand and making you twitch with the other.
"It's f' me." She simply stated, "I didn't have time to wrap up my gift after all." You swallow your saliva, and try to take a deep breath, but her fingers are still moving in circles, and your entire body is tingling with desire. You can feel the wetness seeping through your panties.
Doing you the favor of pulling your shirt off she tosses it to the corner, not paying attention to your confusion as she ties the strands of the rope around your hands. Pulling them taught that you wouldn't be surprised if you got rope burn from the tightness She must have planned this for a while, the way she looks at you, her eyes filled with lust and anticipation. You swallow again, trying to steady your nerves, but your heart is racing, and your breaths are shallow.
"Your just so pliable when your like this." Aizu mumbles, from your position you couldn't see what she was doing only the sound of metal clicking against itself possibly alluding to what she's doing.
"Aizu..." you managed to whisper, your voice filled with just as much anticipation as it was fear. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest, Aizu shushed you pressing a soft kiss to your neck, "Be patient f' me, you'll find out soon enough."
It wasn't until you felt her pushing your panties to the side and the blunt tip of something press against your taught opening did you get an idea, "now stay still for me, I have to do something and I'm sure you don't wanna get hurt." She cooed, slowly pushing the fat girth into you one-inch at a time. Ignoring the way you wriggled in her grip, the lack of proper foreplay making the intrusion slightly burn.
Finally when she bottomed out, your ass pressed firmly against her pelvis. She leaned down to your ear whispering soft praises "Good girl, did so well f' me." She murmured.
Leaning back up she grabs the rope and ties it to around both hers and your waist, taking the time to comfort you into relaxation as she finished with tying your hands behind your back. Leaving barely any space between your pelvis.
A satisfied hum leaves her as she slowly pulls out, the rope binding you two together only giving her enough space to pull out a couple of inches before she's fucking it right back into you. Forcing air out of you with each slow- but rough thrust,
Mindless and breathless moans leave your lips, your nails digging into the flesh your palm. The pain slowly giving way to pleasure as wetness cover chubby cock.
“Look at you,” she coos, “such a cockslut, I wonder what everyone else would think if they saw this.” you clench around her from her harsh words, slightly shifting her position she leaned over you, pushing her weight down “As if I'd let them ever see you like this” She panted.
You could feel the heat radiating from her skin, the smell of her perfume, and the sound of her soft moans filling your ears.
"Id— I'd kill them all before I even think about sharing you." She stuttered. "Fuck you in a puddle of their own blood." Aizu mindlessly rambled, her fucking picking up pace
Your body convulsed at her words, her cruel fantasy arousing you more than what should be appropriate. You could feel the heat from your arousal, the wetness coating her cock, wet squelches coming with each heavy and the sensation of her thrusts deeper and harder than before.
Your squeals and whined became more louder, and she leaned in closer, her tits pressing against your flesh. Her words dripping with lust, "You're mine, sweetheart. No one else will ever touch you, understand? They'll all fuckin' die trying to take you away from me."
You cried out, unable to form a coherent response, your mind lost in the haze of pleasure the way the curved managed to grind against that gooey spot inside of you that had you drooling all over the hardwood floor.
Snaking a hand between you two she played with your clit, leaving you a panting mess drenched in your own juices. "M' gonna cum," you slur out tears sticking to your eyelashes and flowing down your cheeks.
Her finger tracing sloppy circles over your clitoris, giving the sensitive nub mean little slaps. With a grunt of effort, she pulls back, the echo of the taut rope stretching between you both, and then thrusts forward with a brutal force, the fat tip of her cock finding purchase and sliding in deeper than before. It's like a vice grip, and your entire body screams in delight at the new sensation.
With a high pitched shriek your walls clench around them, your body tensing up with each wave of pleasure that washes over you. Aizu's pace slowly regresses into slow fucking, eventually stopping with one last thrust. She softly panted as she untied the rope, kissing your wrists that were sensitive. "Did so well f' me." She cooed, peppering your face with kisses— taking extra time to pick away any tears on your face—.
Effortlessly she pulled you onto her lap, Her delicate touch lingered on your skin, soothing the remnants of your restraints. "You were such a good girl, let's go get you some breakfast yeah?" She prompted, cupping your face in her hands.
"And then we'll bake cookies... Watch movies, and if your lucky maybe we'll go into town for the festival." She cooed, lifting you up and heading to the bathroom.
"But let's get you cleaned up first."
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[ nsfw | CW ; Degradation, Cowgirl, Handjob → Blowjob(giving), Brief mention of penile spines, Rut/heat concept, Coercion, Dubcon because of Coercion]
Kitty!Hybrid x F!Darling
Your eyes slightly burned from how long you've been forcing yourself to keep watch on the TV. Desperately trying to ignore the cat boy that's been practically screeching in your ear for the past three hours, your already thin patience running thinner.
“Master~” He whined, dragging the vowels out “Please give me a chance, just— Just one time I promise.” He pleaded, nuzzling his face into the nape of your neck.
You softly groan in response, shifting in the couch as you tried to create some sense of personal space- His warm breath tickling the shell of your ear.
“You don't even know what you want, all that stupid cat brain of yours is thinking is just ‘Breeding breeding breeding’ you bluntly say, flicking his forehead. Earning a soft ‘ow’ from him.
He pouted, crawling onto your lap and straddling your waist. Taking your lack of action against him as an invitation to kiss at your neck. “If m’ brain is screaming at me to fuck you till your pumped full of kittens then there must be a good reason.” He purred softly.
And while he was getting on your nerves- you make no move to push him off you, if anything you pull him closer. Wrapping a arm around his waist and absentmindedly playing with the dark brown tail poking out of the hole you made for all his pants.
“I'm going to get you neutered.” You huffed, shifting your legs so it was more comfortable supporting his weight.
A little whimper spills from his lips grinding his pelvis against you. “You say that but y'know you love how pliant I get— just begging for your attention constantly instead of telling you to fuck off.” He purred, canines grazing the nape of your neck.
You shiver in spite of yourself, hand lightly tugging at the waistband of his pants. “If you’re so desperate for a fuck you can fuck your hand.” You huffed, leaning your head back to look at him.
He doesn't miss a beat, immediately nipping at the skin of your neck, then as if making up for it places soft kisses along your jawline.
“I could fuck yours.” He purred, licking at the shell of your ear. You roll your eyes in response, holding his hips still so he's not obviously grinding against your thighs anymore.
“And if I gave you a hand job that's just gonna magically solve our problem?” You snicker, the way his body tensed at the comment going unnoticed by you, hair —and you suppose fur as well— bristling at the comment.
“And if it did..?”
Pearly white pre-cum leaked from the tip as you jerked him off, the paced movement of your hand gathering slick and glossing the base. Wet ‘plaps’ everytime your hand reached his pelvis.
“Your so needy.” You whispered, voice filled with more pity then anything else.
Though you doubt he heard you, with the needy moans and high pitched whines spilling from his lips. Head thrown back against the couch and hips rutting up, desperately seeking that simulation he oh so desired.
“F—fuck- your hand, so *so* soft.” he sobbed, claws digging into the couch. Your thumb plays with his tip, gathering the cum and messily spreading it around. Leaning in close you press a soft kiss against his length, savouring the — taste of his pre and the whimpery whine he let out.
“Warm— Oh your lips so w-warm.” He panted, his hand reaching up to your head, pushing your lips —with as much restraint he could— back to his cock, hips bucking forward and messily fucking into your face- half the time not even making it into your mouth and instead thrusting against your cheek, pre-cum and spit covering your face.
Nn—no— not yet I'm gonna c-cum—” He sobbed, wanting to drag the experience of your warm mouth and soft hands around his throbbing cock, so nicely licking up and down and bobbing your head along with the rough, filthy paste he set.
And sure enough a few more sucks on his swollen tip and the boy was crying out, shoving your head down till your nose was pushed up against black pubes.
Hips rutting up into your mouth, warm ropes of cum spilling into your throat. Broken moans escaping him from the way your throat squeezed and spasmed, desperate a break.
But even with limited oxygen you kept going, despite how his body tensed, swallowing his cum to the best of your ability without gagging. Pulling off of his cock with a wet ‘pop!’ Heavily panting,
Your mind was foggy, gasping for air as you wipe your face off. “F-fuck… Jesus Christ- are you happy now? Because this is the last time that I'm doing something like this for you.” you huff.
He didn't respond- or more so he couldn't hear you, lost in a daze and completely empty-mindedness.
Gathering what little composure he had he hummed, shifting in place awkwardly and rubbing his thighs together. "You looked so pretty on y're knees, like a proper bitch." He weakly laughed, as if a second ago he wasn't crying from the warmth of your throat.
"... M' balls still feel so heavy though." He whined, ears flattening against his head. A little pout on his lips. "I'm not giving you head again, you don't know when to give me a break." You immediately say, shooting the idea down.
"You could always just,, ride me." He him, glancing to the side. "I mean, I wouldn't doubt it if that pussy of yours was wet from just sucking my dick." He continues, nudging a foot against your crotch.
A shiver runs up your spine, a little huff leaving you. Staring off to the side for a moment considering whether or not to accept his offer.
Begrudgingly, you crawl up onto the couch, kicking your pants off in the process and settling yourself on top of him. Grinding your pussy against his already semi-hard cock, coating it in a new sheen of slick your hips slightly rutting forward whenever you rubbed up against a spine.
Entangling your fingers in his hair you position your hips so the tip pressed taut against your hole. A little whimper escaping you as you slowly let your weight drop down, savouring the way little breathless whimpers escaped him.
When he finally bottomed out you slowly rocked your hips, mostly letting him set the tempo because of how tightly his claws were digging into your waist. Lifting you up and down to meet his hips the only thing covering the sound of skin against skin being his almost annoyingly loud moans and whimpers -- "Fuck— your so tight Mfh- m' gonna breed that dumb cunt— make you my p-personal breeding bitch." He sobbed out, not even bothering to move your hips anymore— instead keeping it firmly planted against his thrusting hips.
You'd feel annoyed by the comment if his pathetic whines weren't so damn arousing. "I'd like to see you try." You hissed through gritted teeth, tightening your grip in his hair and banging your hips down against his.
Dipping your head down you lick at his ear and bite down on the cartilage. "F-fuck, you really want to ruin my body don't you?" You whisper through breathy moans, grinding your pussy against his cock to the best of your ability.
A little hum escapes him, his mind too busy focusing on the gooey warmth that he's fucking into to actually care about what your saying— couch creaking with your rough movements.
You needily grind your hips against him, reaching a hand in between where the two of you connected to play clumsily with the sensitive bud of nerves. Trying to make the increasingly tight knot in your stomach finally pop,
Claw marks left on your waist as he tugged you forward. Breathless, high-pitched moans whispered into your ear. "M... m' gonna cum— gonna cum in that slutty, tight pussy-" He moans out, his thrusts growing erratic and a desperate.
You could feel it, that final little push that had your body tensing and shuddering in pleasure. Squeezing his cock for all its worth.
And following suit your clenching walls trying to milk him pushed him right over the edge, his hips with one last thrust stilling inside of you, able to feel his twitching cock- the feeling of his cum slowly filing your insides a foreign sensation. Leaving the two of you a panting mess, connected by the frothing of cum, spit, and slick.
Slowly you lift your hips up, internally cringing at the feeling of cum spilling out of your hole. "S-shit... You Came a lot." You softly panted plopping yourself down right next to him, less worried about the possible stains and more so about whether you should go shower or sleep first.
Grunting slightly he lifts his head up, a tired look in his eyes as he rubs the back of his neck. "You... I'm sure you'll just clean it up." He mumbled out, sitting up on the couch properly and looking around. "Speaking of, you should really buy those pills" He causally reminded you, poking a finger in your face.
"It's irresponsible, who knows what my happen during my next rut?" He added on.
As if he wasn't the one whose been harassing you for three hours to have sex.
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† Death's Fervour
[ sfw | TW ; Implied Stalking, Cult themes, Manipulation, Implied Sexual Content, Dubcon, Minor Violence/Gore, As well as some General Yandere content but it's very tame]
Female Yandere x GN!Reader
I wanted this to be a little more gorey(?) Or at least darker Cause she's the death horsemen,, but I haven't written in forever so I apologize if it's not good ( -̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥᷄◞ω◟-̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥᷅ )
You absentmindedly flipped through the pages of the book, eyes skimming through the pages that you've read hundreds of times before. You're eyes only make the effort to move towards the door when you could hear the front door creak open and shut just as quickly.
You slip out of bed to confirm your suspicions on who it was peaking your head out of the doorway.
Kyoto is... Something to say the least.
When you two first met you gotten lost in her younger sister section of the organization, dead eyes just blankly staring at you with a raised eyebrow as if you were more suspicious then her— the individual whose hands and chest were covered in blood splatters.
She didn't seem that interested in your existence at the time, oh how wrong that'd prove to be.
After she'd led you back to where a member should've been, off of the private grounds of her section your meetings started to become a frequent thing.
It started off with the two of you just happening to be at the same ceremony, the same prayer sessions, the same sermons. And slowly devolved into her just straight up following you around like a little lost puppy eager for your attention
Sometimes it feels like she forget she could speak, nudging her forehead against yours expecting you to know exactly what she wanted. As if five minutes earlier, before she dragged you away from the scene you saw what became of your friend, reduced to food for maggots because you just couldn't make enough time for her.
Nowadays she is less aggressive and more lenient towards you and who you interact with, at least more than her younger sisters — as long as you behave a little, she will cater to your needs without complaint. She takes whatever outburst you have without a word, gently murmuring apologies while nuzzling against your neck.
It almost makes you angry with how passive she can be.
You snapped out of your thoughts when you felt her gaze settle on you, crimson eyes staring expectantly. Standing still at the entrance waiting for you to come greet her. As always, there were bloodstains all over her body and you fought the urge to cringe. You always tried to convince yourself that the people she hurt deserved it, that she was doing it to further the goals this organization, but deep inside, you knew better - Kyoto isn't a good woman.
She embraced you weakly for a moment, taking the moment to burry her face into your neck before pulling away and wandering off into the bedroom. You followed shortly after, taking a seat at the foot of the bed as you did your best not to look at her as she changed even though you've seen her naked a hundreds time before— Images of her white almost grey hair contrasting against her dark skin covered in a sheen of sweat flashing through your mind for a moment.
"Misaki is giving me grief about getting rid of this one guy," she started in a tired voice, tugging off her crimson-stained shirt. You were tempted to comment but stayed quiet instead.
"And I'm stuck with preparing for the next sermon because Mei's too busy dealing with the sudden surge in demand in Conquest's section." You didn't know why she told you all of this; none of these conversations ever required your input.
You hum in acknowledgement watching as she picked out a robe. "Shouldn't you wash up before changing?" you finally say, leaning back onto the silk-covered mattress, concern evident in your voice because you rather not have blood stains on the mattress tonight.
Kyoto pauses, moving her hand down to her chest in thought. Fingers lingering over the cross etched into her skin, a symbol of her devotion. You've noticed how sensitive she is about you seeing it, it's why she prefers to keep your face plush against the mattress and away from her most times.
With a soft sigh, you decide to take the initiative. "I'll go ahead and set up the bath," you offer, your voice laced with gentle understanding. Over time, you've learned how to cater to her needs, especially when she's like this – tired, bloodstained, and needy for your comfort.
Kyoto nods, appreciative of your offer, and you stand up from the bed, making your way to the large bathroom. The marble tiles feel cold against your bare feet as you enter, but you push that discomfort aside, focusing on the task at hand. You light candles around the edge of the tub, and start filling it up with warm water, adding in some bath oils.
You make sure everything is perfect, just the way she likes it.
When Kyoto finally enters the room, you can see the exhaustion etched into her features, her steps slow and unsteady.
Without hesitating, you take her hand, leading her to the tub. "I'll help you clean up," you say, your tone gentle and reassuring.
She doesn't resist, stepping into the water, and letting out a sigh of relief as she sinks into the warmth. You grab a cloth and start to wash her back, taking your time to massage her tense muscles.
It made little sense to you how intimate this moment felt. Silently washing her body clean of dried blood, working away any stress with your hands as if she wasn't a Cold-blooded Murderer. But then again, when had anything in this godforsaken Cult make sense?
"You're more docile today." She says under her breath, leaning into your touch a little.
"Am I?" You say, it wasn't an actual question but it was just to fill the silence that would've settled between you two other wise.
"I'm... I'm not complaining, sometimes it's nice to not be the one comforting you."
You don't respond to her comment, instead continuing to wash her body in silence.
You know it's just a way to deflect the situation, to avoid acknowledging that she's the one who causes you to need comfort in the first place.
After you finish washing her, you help her out of the tub and help each other dry off. Sitting quietly on the edge of the tub as she dries your hair off with a blow dryer, trying to keep your eyes focused on the ground and not her chest.
It wasn't long until you were back into the bedroom, some water droplets still lingering on her body as she takes her sit down on the edge of the bed.
"Stay here, I'll get you some clothes," you say, making your way to her closet.
You pick out a simple, loose-fitting outfit for her to wear. As you hand them to her, you notice the way her eyes linger on you for a moment longer than necessary. You can sense her desire, her need for something more than just comfort.
But right now you'd rather not give in to her desires, that path would only lead to more heartache and your just not in the mood.
She takes the fabric from your grip and after putting on her undergarments— Pulled the black nightgown over her body. And by the time she was finished changing you were in a different robe from the one in before.
She leans in a faint, barely noticeable smile present on her features taking the moment to plant a kiss on your lips.
You freeze for a moment, caught off guard by the sudden affection as she was never one for affectionate displays, at least not in public. But you can't help but lean into the kiss for just a moment longer, her lips are so uncharacteristically soft feeling plush against your lips.
You can feel her hand snake down towards your waist, pulling you straight into her body. You pull your head back trying to create some distance between the two of you,
"W-wait!" You start placing hands on her shoulders to gently pry her off of your body.
You can feel heavy eyes on you, even though your not looking at her right now you can still feel her growing impatience. "Can we do this later- It's gonna be late soon late and I know you have an important sermon tomorrow." You stammer out, a simple excuse because you know she doesn't care about whether your in the mood or not.
With the heavy irritated sigh and the slip of her hands finally coming off your waist you let out a breath of relief, eyes following her as she crawls into bed with you following shortly after.
You reach over her to turn off the lamp, before settling back into your spot. As you lay there in the darkness, the only sound being the gentle pumping of cool air into the room by the air conditioner and her breaths slowing down, a sign that she's finally falling asleep.
You know what comes next, the familiar touch of her hands on your body, following the feeling of her burying her face into the book of your neck with half-awake promises being whispered in your ear.
And even though you both know that these promises are just empty words meant to lull you into sleep or else you'll stay awake all night over thinking her actions, you let yourself relax into her touch.
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♛┈⛧┈┈•༶ Fawn is Thinking about...
Fem!Reader with a Bunny/Puppy/Kitty Hybrid!
[ CW | Talks of breeding and pregnancy, Kitty is sadistic asshole, and reader deals with their shit, Degradation, praise, Brats, animalistic behaviors, not proofread, biting, Heat cycle, brief mention of periods, overstimulation, might make a full post out of some of these ]
Bunny! Hybrid
Fluffy little bastard.
Biggest brat, will stomp around if you say no over the stupidest of things.
Like, No sweetie you can't tear up the new couch I just got, you can't throw plates out the window just because you like watching people getting hit, and no you can't chew on the cables.
Gives you the silent treatment for a couple of minutes, before realizing how much he loves your attention and ends up completely forgetting whatever he was pissy about.
Depending on the type of rabbit this mf is either tall as hell or tiny. So imagining a 6'0 Flemish Giant rabbit throw the equivalent of a toddlers tantrum because you told him to NOT bite your fingers off is just funny.
On the topic of biting, this mf bites EVERYTHING including you.
The first week you had him you had to use the lemon trick because everything that was chewable was in fact chewed upon, he'd probably eat insulation if possible
His ears are so... Cute??? Depending on the type of rabbit they can be floppy or straight up but it's adorable on em' anyways,
I can just imagine ears turning in your direction anytime you catch his attention, pink nose slightly twitching as he watches you in vague interest.
Steals everything, he probably doesn't even mean to because he just has this attitude of "Everything you have is mine, and everything I have is only mine." So he just subconsciously steals your clothes and what not.
When he's not being an annoying little shit he's the best cuddler, all that fluff isn't just for the cold. He'll feel like the softest plushie in the world
— NSFW
Oh your first time dealing with a Rabbit in heat was hell, and he was trying so hard not to snap with you around.
He's all but confused why you haven't cracked yet, it's not like keeping Hybrids as pets is considered acceptable anyways. You'd just be fitting out your role if you let him fuck.
Taking the term fucking like bunnies to the max.
Every day, on any surface— you actually probably would be pregnant if not for the fact that you are two different species
I think his favorite position is missionary, not only does he get to watch how you react— Eating up every little emotion but he gets perfect access to your tits
And this may be my barely disguised fetish sneaking in but I feel like he'd be a titty man. A cups, C cups D cups doesn't matter— he just fucking love tits, using any excuse he can to be buried in between them.
Thinkin' about how sensitive his ears and little fluffy tail becomes, almost Cumming in his pants (or in you) from just the feeling of you tugging on them.
On the days you couldn't too sore n' tired to go another round he resorts to thigh fucking, shaky hands trying so desperately not to accidentally claw into your thighs— Tapered tip grinding against your clit perfectly with each needy thrust
High pitched whines escapes him, his hips mindlessly rutting against you in his chase for pleasure. "Pleasepleaseplease let me fuck you." He pleaded, grinding his cock against your hole— whimpering at the resistance the damp fabric separating you two provided.
"'M sorry for bein such a brat— I'll be such a good bunny f' you." He slurred leaning down and burying his face into your chest. Nibbling and licking the supple skin covering your harden nipples in spit and saliva. "So please please let me in."
Puppy! Hybrid
Oh, baby is so sweet its insane
He's so expressive— Visibly lighting up when you enter the room, all smiles and giggles with his tail wagging aggressively
Fully domesticated boy wife. Cleans the house while your gone, packing you homemade lunch with the cutest little designs, has dinner and a bath prepared by the time your back home
Husky Hybrids are so fucking???? They're loud, they WILL team up on you, and shed every.fucking.where.
Guiltrips you with puppy eyes any time he does something bad, he does it even without the mistake- If he wants extra treats or if he's trying to convince you to stay home a little longer
He accidentally breaks a glass vase? Puppy eyes.
Vet visits are fucking horrible, cause at first he'll be so happy because he thinks you're going to the park, but the moment he realizes you took the wrong turn he's a whining mess
Refused to talk to you for a few days after because he had to wear the cone of shame
— NSFW
I think he'd actually be in more control during heat season, probably waiting for your own mating season to come before acting on any urges
Early on in your relationship he was so confused why you never go through heat. Literally would spend months watching you waiting for it to come just for it to never. And baby boy was so confused.
that was until he did research, pup was so worried about you— Genuinely wondering how your species grew to the size it did when apparently your 'heat' cycle was all year.
Cause how are you supposed to tell who's ready to breed and when??
It didn't take long for him to find out about a magical thing that exists before your period there's this magical thing called ovulation
And now you deal with a doggy who keeps track of everything in your menstruation cycle— in three different calendars + you get sniffed because he's slowly realizing that during ovulation your scent slightly changes
The biggest switch ever, sometimes you'll be riding him into a mattress while he's crying from overstimulation— Begging you to fuck him till he can only shoot out blanks
Or he's fucking you into the mattress, holding your hips firmly against his so he's able to reach and fuck with those spots in you that have you so needy beneath him
When he knotted you for the first time it was a little bit of a surprise— Like you seen the base of his cock swell up before but it was never in you
So the feeling of all that cum being trapped inside, a fat knot just keeping you plugged up was definitely a new and welcomed one
That experience probably unlocked something in him, because after that day he begs to breed you 24/7
He's some level of delusional cause he thinks that if he tries hard enough he can actually get you pregnant
Will spend hours on foreplay, especially if he's the Dom. Will forcefully hold your legs wide open, eagerly lapping and sucking your pussy. Fingers pumpin' in and outta you despite the fact you already came three times earlier
Thinking about a tall 6'3 doberman melting at the simplest of your touch— Crying and begging for your attention to be directed to the twitching dick in his pants
Or a tiny 5'2 Chihuahua somehow tying you up, and has your legs spread, arms behind your back, overstimulated as all hell because of the dildo squirming and vibrating inside of you— A cute pastel pink vibrator taped down to your sensitive, overwhelmed clit
Just so many possibilities...
The loving yet lust hazed eyes looking down on you almost made you wanna forgive him, but that thought is thrown out the window when you remember it was those same pretty eyes that put you in this situation— Pussy clenching around nothing, desperate to be filled up with something anything. "You're so pretty— Can you cum like that f' me one more time?" He asked, but by the way his eyes flickered down to your twitching cunt you doubt he' cares for an actual answer
Not that you can form any, mind too stupid and fucked out to fully register the weight behind his words. More focused on the way his thumb draws sticky shapes all over your clit, two fingers finally sinking into the warmth of your cunt and pumping in and out of you.
"Just one more and I'll stuff you full of my cum, gonna make you my baby mama... you'd look so pretty with swollen breasts and a stomach round with my kids in ya"
Kitty! Hybrid
Meanest little shit to you
Not even in a bratty way, he's like an actually asshole— Conveniently bumping into vases and glasses 'on accident'
You have too many scars to count, you don't think he even does it in purpose. His claws are just naturally sharp, and any attempt at cutting them ends with him awkwardly apologizing while tending to the now bleeding scratch marks on your forearms
I think he's probably the only one who in general has a consistent height excluding the big boy breeds. Maybe a bit taller than you but no major height differences.
You have so many nicknames you're 90% sure he forgot your real one. But his most favorite ones to use are 'Peasant' and 'Slave'
He can't cook for shit.
Tried making you something as an apology but ended up almost burning the kitchen
And don't get me started on the dead rodents
A annoying asshole yet wants you to praise and focus all your attention on him
Scents you as well but it's a little more obvious
Nuzzling himself into your neck, wears all your clothes to make sure his scent sticks
Gets actually offended when you wash your clothes because of that.
— NSFW
The scratches and bite marks aren't limited to outside the bedroom
It's not even on purpose at this point, he is so overwhelmed that he can't help it that his claws dig into your skin.
Orgasm
A choked gasp spilled from your lips, the pressure on your throat as your cunt was being abused was enough to have your eyes Rolling back, Tears sticking to your eyelashes.
"God you're disgusting, to get off being treated like trash—" He panted, his nails digging into the fat of your hips the stinging sensation mixing with the overwhelming pleasure.
"Do you even deserve my cum?" He mocked, leaning down to bite and suck at the nape of your neck adding to the collection of bruises and bite marks that decorated on your skin.
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Kinktober Finale ; Monster Fucking
[ nsfw | CW ; Inhuman anatomy (Diphallia + Prehensile Penis ) , Technically Futa, Stomach Bulge, Dubcon, cream pies, Erisa isn't human, hand job, cream pie, facial, minor overstimulation, condescending tone, God complex, 'Making it fit', Reader is a bit of a pervert ]
Female x GN!Reader
a/n ; Sorry for not posting for like- two weeks, I accidentally started fixating on TADC and was too busy making self-indulgent fics with my silly OCS...
WC; 1.9k
Synopsis — It's recently come to your knowledge that Erisa has tried to cast away her sexual desires. But her neediness for intimacy and growing sexual frustration is starting affect her, and you're more than eager to help her out.
She thought she got rid of this feeling.
She did try so hard, to bury those vile disgusting thoughts in the darkest part of her mind. So that one day she may permanently forget what it felt like to feel so human.
Trying to Satiate the bubbling emotions with the metallic taste of your blood on her tongue.
but it never would be enough she knew that the moment she decided to cast away her humanity.
So maybe that's why she doesn't feel as guilty as she should watching you settle yourself in between her thighs. Warm hands caressing her abnormally cool skin to nudge her already wide-spread legs wider.
Prior to this you spent the entire week bothering her, promising over and over again that you wouldn't break and whatnot. She didn't really believe you, she still doesn't actually- Any devote follower of hers would spout the same thing if in your shoes.
But the idea of savouring those lost desires even if for one last time was enough to have her willingly spreading her legs apart for you.
She supposes it isn't bad, it could've been worse. And to have sex for the first time in centuries with you is definitely ideal.
She's brought out of her personal thoughts when you call her name, pretty eyes staring up at her.
"Erisa?" You murmur staring at the deity, mild confusion etched into your voice.
White eyes flickered to your own, her head slightly tilting. "Yes dear?"
"You have two..?" You start trailing off into silence as the realization slowly hit you. Erisa doesn't respond, or even offer any sort acknowledgment for that matter.
"It's impolite to stare." She finally says, leaning back into the plush cushions of the couch that was just a little too small for her size.
You shake your head, trying to clear the growing fog in your brain. "'M sorry, didn't mean to stare." You start but you're quickly shushed by the large hand pressing against the back of your skull.
In your defense— It's a not really a common thing to have two semi-hard dicks pressed firmly up against your cheek. With a little force you manage to pull your head back, a shaky hand grabbing at one.
Sticky and warm, that's probably the best way to describe it. It very obviously didn't behave like a human penis, nor did it really look like one— Tapered tip that's leaking precum, and barely any real details other than it's girth and the sheen coating its length.
You give a small tug, watching with mild interest at the way pushed and squeezed against your fingers. You turn your attention to Erisa, whose breathing heavily— If she actually had blood you're sure she'd be blushing right now.
Shifting your position slightly you move your other hand up to lightly tease the second one, slowly grinding your palm against the thick appendage. "F-fuck, is this good?" You mumbled, eyes flickering up to the deity who was too busy bucking her hips into your hands to care about answering your question.
A shaky exhale leave you, sure there were moments when you'd see Erica's composure falter. But most of the time you'd barely be conscious— Or too focused on the burning sensation on your shoulder to really notice how loose she was becoming.
but this? This was something else, drool leaking from her lips nails digging into the plush material that sank beneath her while her two other arms sat on her spread thighs, as if she was unsure what to do with herself. it was almost cute
Just the sight alone was enough to make you set a steady pace, pumping your hand along both shafts feeling the way they throbbed and pulsed, the wet squelching sound every time your hand slid up Her length filling the air.
"Mhf… You're hands are so—…" Her words start leaving her as heavy pants, as she gives a small thrust up into your hand.
"Shit so soft—" She stammered out, sharp nails that were digging into the fabric finally giving out and tearing.
Her hips mindlessly buck into your hands, her deep breathing be coming shaky and uneven with each passing moment.
You never felt so turned on in your life.
A low moan leaving her with an open mouth and eyes fluttering shut. You can tell you're close, but there's really no way for you to tell if she is or not.
Although, the way her hips are moving and thrusting into your hands in time with your stroking suggests yes.
A small tug on the base of her shaft causes a low rumble to leave her chest.
With a delighted moan she pushes her hips up against your hands, reaching one hand down to grab at one of your wrist and pulling your hand towards her to match a feverishly quick pace.
She hums, eyes fluttering shut as her hips buck and grinds her crotch against your hand, and in response your own eyes squeeze shut, so that the warm spurts of cum falling all over your face and hands doesn't get into them.
Your tongue absentmindedly coming out to lick the creamy substance off your lips. "F-fuck that's a lot of cum." You mumbles wiping your face clean with your sleeves, when you do finally take a peek at Erisa she's already grabbing you up from your position on the floor.
Impatiently pulling the silky fabric off and tossing it to the side so she's able to sit you on her lap. Grinding her already hardening cock against your pussy, "Your so tiny... You'd probably just break from just one cock." She muses, lifting you up slightly so her tip aligned with your sloppy hole.
You'd half expected her to ease you onto it, gentle and caring like you weren't be having like an absolute brat this past month just to into this position. But you'd notice her loosening grip far too late, especially once she got the first inch in. Letting gravity do the rest to pull you down onto her.
"Fuck!-" You gasp out, heavy pants leaving as she finally bottoms out, pussy walls twitching and clenching around her from the sudden fullness you felt in your tummy. You'd probably be in shock right now if it weren't for the same burning sensation of your insides stretching keeping you up and awake.
"Shit— S-shit so deep." You stammer out, hands clawing at her own that had firmly held your waist. Slowly she lifted you up, every single inch she pulled out feeling like it's pulling at your insides to before she dropped you back down.
" Ha.." She hummed pleasantly, savoring how you twitched around her. Her hand sliding over to your stomach, lightly pressing down on the bulge "See that little lamb? That's how deep I am, I wonder if you can feel me in your tummy..." She hums lifting you back up,
"Mmh I can feel your stomach fluttering." She adds with a pleased hum rolling her hips up into yours forcing out a broken moan from your throat.
It takes everything in you not to come right there, the tightening sensation in your pussy overwhelming your mind.
"So, cute..." She adds as an afterthought, fingers trailing over a familiar mark on your abdomen before going back down to your waist. "How does it feel? Being filled up like a common whore, like you're nothing more than a classless concubine?"
Your stomach churned at her words, your much smaller fingers gripping at her own. Loud, wet smacks filled the air, yourself wae hips bucking into hers as she picked up her pace, plunging into your pussy and grinding against your insides.
It doesn't take long before she found a steady pace, wet squelches filling the air, mutterings of praise that you couldn't even properly register.
"Ha-ah, fuck, fuck Eri —!" You stammer out, struggling to keep your voice down as she grinds into you, slick and what you could only assume was precum covering your thighs and leaking down into the couch that you were sure would break with the way it's creaking.
Your eyes flutter shut as you find yourself teetering over the edge, it would be so easy to just succumb to the pleasure. "Ngh, I'm gonna...!"
You're warning is cut short by a needy whine, and the your body stiffening. Twitching under the full weight of your orgasm, your quivering body fall back onto her. Long ragged breaths leave you as you ride out your orgasm.
It takes a good few minutes for you to even register that she's pushed you into a new position eyes too glossy and mind too fogged with list to even notice your back was in the couch till you felt two large hands push your thighs up to your chest.
"God you're Pathetic" She mumbles under her breath, "All wet for me, gripping me like you actually deserve my Cum." She teased, but you couldn't help but feel like she believes it's true in some sense. Maybe it was the way she bullied her cock back into your used, sensitive hole. Not noticing or just choosing not to care the way you squirmed in the slightly uncomfortable position.
"Don't start acting like that now, weren't you begging me to fuck you stupid? The entire. fucking. Month." She mocked, chuckling when you'd only whimper in response.
"So be a good pet— Let this God fuck you." She panted, punctuating her words with a harsh thrust of her hips. With the mating press she'd force your body into, it felt like you could've torn in half— Your lingering orgasm providing no help on easing the sensation. The way the tip nudged against every nook and cranny inside of you, slightly squirming inside of you as she slammed her hips up and down— making it feel like she's dragging your insides in and out of you.
"Hmm— Ahmm..." She hums, white eyes fluttering open to rest on your own tear filled ones. A small smile forming on her lips. The sensation of something wriggling inside of you and twisting and shifting, filling your womb with its warm mass— it's new position wasn't enough to cause discomfort but it was unbearable enough to have you crying beneath her.
Overstimulation and the fullness getting to your lust-hazed mind. " Beg, beg for your goddess cum. Beg me to make you my personal breeding cow." She rambled hips stuttering into you, the second cock that wasn't inside of you grinding and sliding up against your ass glossy with precum and slick and whatever else was coming from where your hips connected with hers.
You felt like you were burning— every single inch of your body was screaming for you to wither away under her. Sensitive bundle of nerves only being grinded against and played with. Poorly string together words flee your mouth, the only sensible lines being
"Please, please." "Please fuck me— Please, I need it." coupled with a breathy moan.
The only warning you got was the stuttering in her hips before she pushed you further down, hands holding onto your hips tightly so she could bury herself as deeply as possible into your cunny.
You weren't sure where the sudden feeling of a tight knot bursting came from, but with how much cum seemed to flood your pussy— Pearly white spurting from your pussy and flowing down onto the couch beneath you.
She pulls off of you, mostly, to let your legs comfortably fall back down.
"Shit— hey, hey Darlin'... don't pass out me now, I still have more to give ya'" whispered rocking her hips against you gently. hand squeezing your neck lightly, but your vision had already blurred by then.
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Kinktober week 2 — Virgins
[ nsfw | CW ; First time, missionary, praise, body worship, Size difference, mentions of breeding, cream pie, pussy drunk, light overstim, Oral(F receiving), themes of making it fit, cock warming at the end, Dubcon(just in case) ]
Male x Female Reader
a/n ; I've been going through brain rot about sweet ol' virgins with big dicks... which is really the only excuse as to why Fujio exists now.
wc ; 2.1k
Synopsis — Loosing your virginity to your equally inexperienced big dick boyfriend... That's it.
Your fingers smooth over the ivory silk, tips tickled by the fine threads, "You don't think it's..." You trail off into a unfinished question eyes flickering over to his.
He stays silent for the most part, gingerly grabbing your hands and stopping them from running over the wrinkles in the fabric in favor of pulling them above your head.
"We can probably still trade it back in—" You continue on, nervously squirming under his intense gaze.
"No... You look pretty in this." He mumbles softly, "And it's only fair to dress you up like a princess, right?" He asked, tilting his head. You hesitantly nod, trying to relax your body.
He looked so pretty from this angle, pinning you against the soft mattress, observant eyes undressing you. It was a little unnerving honesty, Fujio wasn't the type of person to be this... Quiet.
But considering this was your first time, with each other. With him it makes some sense as to how serious he is being.
A soft warm kiss is planted against your temple, letting his weight settle in between your legs. "I can't believe this is all for me." He whispers, a shaky quiver entering his words.
Large hands wonder down your body, playing with frills and squeezing at anything they could get on- Chest, hips, thighs.
A strained whimper escapes your lips as his hands trailed down your body, the soft touch of his fingers as they explored your curves making you shiver.
You swear— with how hard your heart heart is pounding you might have a heart attack.
He leans down, soft lips pressing up against yours. Even with his position you can still feel how anxious he is, carful with every movement as if you you'd break if he made one wrong move.
You lean into the kiss, it's different gentle and passionate. Only familiar to the many nights you two spent grinding against each other eager for one's warmth.
Your hands entangled themselves into his long black hair, lightly tugging on the strands until a soft groan escapes into the kiss.
His hands worm their way in between your thighs teasing your clit beneath the ivory colored silk. Applying only the bare minimum of pressure to get you whimpering into the kiss- whimpers that he greedily eats up.
Eventually he pulls away, panting heavily. Gaze lingering on your face before looking down at your sex where his hand was busy teasing.
Thumb swiping over your sensitive nub. Lust filled eyes admiring how your panties started dampening. "Your so pretty." He breathes out in a sigh, letting his free hand come down to hold your squirming hips still.
You blush, shifting your gaze away from his intense stare in favor of looking at the ceiling. "N-Not as pretty as you." You stammer out, unable to think straight with the how frustrated your getting with the minimal pressure he's using — Enough to have you whimpering and shuddering but nowhere near enough to bring you to the edge.
His thumb continues stroking you, a small smile adorning his lips at how impatient you're getting. "You are." He whispers, leaning down to kiss your form.
Small, light kisses that he placed down against your neck, collar bones, breasts, all of them just a little too close to your chest to be considered "decent".
"Fujio..." You breath out, his last kiss was placed directly on top of your cunt.
"May I?" He hesitantly asks eyes fixated on the twitches of your pussy beneath the damp material.
You bite your lip, hesitating for the briefest of moments before nodding your head.
"Oh, you don't know how long I've been waiting to taste you." He quickly says voice shaky with anticipation, leaning in to give your clit a slow, teasing lick.
A pleasant sigh escapes your lips from the warm sensation of his tongue. Shifting your position so your legs were sat atop his shoulders. The sensation was more pleasant than you thought, his tongue warm and wet with saliva.
Your hands find his way through his hair again, whimpering at his experimental licks and sucks, His eyes staring up at your face to see what made your already faltering composure crumble more.
If your eyes hadn't fluttered shut you could've seen the way his hips seemed to grind against the mattress, chasing some kind of simulation in its tight confines.
It wasn't long until he found a pace, mouth latched onto your pussy— Staining the already wet panties with spit.
" F-fuck Fujio~" You whimpered, already shut eyes squeezing together. "Please— please don't stop." You stammered out, thighs twitching around his head.
He moaned into your pussy, his own hips mindlessly humping into the mattress. Fingers digging into the fat of your hip pulling it deeper into his face.
You swallow thickly, the hand in his hair tightening into a fist while the other grabs at the blankets beneath you.
"Close— m' so close fuck." You warned trying to keep your thighs from squeezing shut and suffocating him.
With a brief moment of hesitation he pulls his mouth off of your cunt, A wet 'pop' sound following.
Your glossy eyes fluttered open, a confused, frustrated whine escaping you as you rub your knees together. Trying to keep that orgasm from slipping away but it had already disappeared.
"M' so sorry baby, I— I just wanna feel you come on m' cock." He panted heavily, shoving his pants down just enough to free his already leaking cock.
"You— you can do that for me right? Yeah, I know you can." He quickly said, his own composure slipping because he finally gets to feel you around him, pussy fluttering and clenching because of him.
Giving himself a few good strokes to smear the pre along his length.
You eyes slightly widen at the size, you're not sure what's different about now compared to the steamy nights you two would hump each other— Maybe because unlike those other times he's actually going to fuck you.
"I don't think it'll fit—" You say under your breath, eyeing the tip. Could he even fit the tip in?
You know it's just the virgins anxiety getting to you, but why did God decide to make his dick look so big?
"It'll fit, I'll make it fit if I have to." He says, leaning down to kiss you again. "I'll just take it slow alright darling?" He adds a moment later.
You hesitantly nod your head, opening your legs so he's able to slot himself in between.
He leans over you, hands slowly reaching up to pull your panties down your legs and You obediently kick them off. Trying to keep your mind off of the heavy thumping of your heart or the increasing anxiety.
It's a little funny seeing his own eyes widening at the sight of your glistening pussy, a smile he's clearly trying to fight off forming onto his face.
"Your so pretty like this." He whispered, placing a hand right next to your head with the other one slapping the tip of his cock against your clit.
Savouring the way your hips tried squirming into the sensation.
He carefully pushes the tip against your entrance. A little frown forming on his face when it slipped past for the third time, a sigh of content leaving him when your own hand goes down and guides his length into you.
Just the head was enough to make you want to weep at the overwhelming feeling of something big inside you.
"Shit—" You cursed, squeezing your tear-filled eyes shut.
"Relax baby" he panted, slowly sinking into you pretty little whimpers and praise spilling from his lips.
He bit at his lips the second he bottomed out, "Fuck, you're so tight-" he whimpered, peppering your face with kisses. "oh I' feel like m' gonna cum already." He slurred out. You can feel him trembling, it's not from coldness but from the effort he's putting into not thrusting his hips.
"Tell- tell me when I can move." He huffed out, holding your hips closely up to his pelvis.
The two of you stay in that position for what felt like eternity, bodies closely pressed up against each other, breathing in each other's heavy pants. "I love you, I love you so much." You whispered wrapping legs around his waist.
"I love you too, I love you so so much— you're perfect, everything I ever could want and more" He rambled trying to stay focused on how pretty you look right now.
Glossy eyes staring lovingly at him, it's enough to have his cock twitching inside of you.
You swallow thickly, running fingers through his hair. Though a part of you wants to stay like this forever— There was a primal part that was starting become overwhelming, focusing on how nicely he stretched you out, how good it must feel when he drags his dick along those gooey, tender spots that has your toes curling and eyes rolling back in pleasure.
And those thoughts are starting to feel more appealing by the second, with a shaky exhale you whisper a meek
"M' ready—" Oh but before you could even let the last word leave your mouth he's already pulling out of you, till only his tip remained in before snapping his hips forward.
Greedy hands holding your hips tightly, to keep you in place as he fucked into you. "Thank— thank you." He says in between pretty gasps and groans, he wasn't even doing anything special. But with how thick he was, it grinded against everything just right, blunt head hitting spots you didn't even knew existed inside of you.
His eyes eagerly fixated on the way he seemed to sink and pull out of you so easily when just a moment ago he needed help getting it inside you in the first place.
"Haaa, please don't stop—" You whined, fingers tightening their grip on the blankets.
You can't tell whether it' feels amazing or agonizing, the way it feels like he's forcing space inside of you- bullying into your pussy with each heavy thrust of his hips.
"Shit oh, I can't— not now don't wanna cum now." He cursed under his breath, leaning his weight into you to fuck deeper.
That was all it took before your brain was short-circuiting, mindless pleas' and babbles spilling from your lips. Legs tightly wrapped around his waist, wanting more.
A shaky hands move over to your clit, rubbing sticky circles and shapes all over it. "Can— Can you cum on my dick for me? I know you can, you'll be a good girl for me right?" He babbled, equally as fucked out as you— which is saying something.
Wet squelching sounds ringing through the air everytime his hips made contact, slick and precum wetting the creaky bed beneath the two of you.
Your eyes fall shut, head lolling to the side. "Fu—fuck, you feel so good." You panted out, unable to form words properly any longer.
"Shit shit shit shit— m' gonna breed you, stuff you full of my cum" Hissing out as his thrusts turn sloppy, sloppy for his standards.
He held your hips in place as he let out a primal grunt, your fluttering hole being filled white with his cum.
Following his orgasm you came undone, the fullness pushing you over the edge as you mindlessly pleaded for more and moaned.
Loud wet slapping sounds resounding through the whole room, thick, sticky pearly whites leaking from his cock and spilling out beneath you, getting onto your thighs with each twitch.
His hips absentmindedly humped into you, fucking his cum deeper into you despite the overwhelming simulation.
"Fuck, I can feel it, I can feel everything" you whimpered out, fingers digging into the blanket beneath you.
He stays like that for a moment, heavily panting against your neck. Hands that kept your hips glued to his pelvis squeezing supportively.
You whimper softly, squirming beneath his weight. "Your squishing me..." You complain trying to push him off with little to no avail. You were about to complain more but he'd whisper something into your ear and though you're not entirely sure what he said, he sounded desperate.
"Mhmm what?" You mumbled internally cringing at the feeling of slick and cum oozing out of your hole.
"I love you." He whispered out, body already succumbing to sleep.
You stay silent for a moment a little smile on your face "I love you too." You whisper, fluttering your eyes shut for a moment. "Fujio you didn't fall asleep did you? You're still on top and inside of me." You asked, squeezing his shoulders lightly.
You never got that answer out of him. His soft breaths tickling your neck, You look up at the ceiling and let your mind fade, his soft breaths lulling you to sleep.
#Fawn | Fujio#fanfic#writing#fiction#smut#smut tw#tw size difference#tw dubcon#body worship#missionary position#minors dni#cw praise kink#breeding k1nk#smut tag#male oc#male oc x reader#male x reader#female reader#fem reader#fluff and smut#minors do not interact#c0ckwarming#pussy drunk#cw overstimulation#tw overstim#tw praise kink#mount fuji havin' ahh name#creamp!e#he's so nice#Five hours before this happens Fujio spent three of those hours studying on womans anatomy
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Movie Night
Kinktober Week 1 : Threesome
[ nsfw | CW ; Porn without Plot, Manipulation, Sexual Content, Threesome, implied aphrodisiac use, Dubcon, Yandere content, Face sitting, Giving and Receiving Oral, Strap-on use, throat fucking, Fingering, Exhibitionism and Voyeurism, Sharing, Pussy Drunk ]
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Female Yandere sisters x Female Reader
Average. That's probably the best way to describe you, you weren't gifted in anything or possess any extraordinary abilities.
So why did they have such an incredible fixation on you? If given the chance, Mei and Aizu would spend hours discreetly observing your every move.
Aizu scoffed quietly, folding her arms as she heard her older sister scold her. "It wasn't even that serious" She muttered under her breath, not meeting Mei's gaze.
"Not serious?" Mei repeated exasperatedly, feeling a tension headache begin to build up.
"Ai you're tearing this Faction to pieces! Last time I was lenient because of your outrageous requests but you can't keep wasting supplies if you can't find a way to preserve them!" She added harshly in almost a whisper-yell as she jabbed her finger into Aizus chest for emphasis.
Aizu was silent for a moment, debating what she could say that wouldn't make Mei angry again,"Look I get—" But instead of continuing with what she was saying she suddenly stopped speaking.
Mei was too preoccupied mumbling curses and didn't notice her younger sister had stopped talking until she spun around out of suspicion.
"What... What are you looking at?" She inquired softly, scanning the crowd with her jet black eyes.
"Look at that cutie!" Aizu finally said, pointing you out.
The expression on Mei's face softened immediately when her eyes landed on you, a faint 'huh' coming from her lips as she noticed you count money out of your wallet before leaving the store.
"She is kind of cute." Mei breathed in awe, touching her chin in thought.
"Mei, I spotted her first!" Aizu whined, lightly shoving the woman beside her playfully.
"Are you scared I'll steal your prize Ai?" Mei asked, her face only inches away from Aizu.
"I'm gonna break your knees," Aizu threatened, her fists balled tight.
Mei stood straight again, a coy smile on her lips. "Like you could ever hurt me. Men are the only ones who resort to violence like that."
"Whatever," Aizu said, turning back to you before she could take a step. Mei grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back into her chest abruptly.
"That would be unwise, don't you think? After all, we are two of the four most influential people here. We should play nice and wait." Mei suggested, loosening her grip.
"Fine," Aizu grumbled, then shot you a glance. "But I still want to be the first to say hi."
"That's not very smart. Who knows what insane thing you would do if we let you go freely?" Mei teased lightly with a smirk, shifting her weight to one leg.
"As if you can talk! You sleep around like a dog in heat!" The smaller female chortled sarcastically.
"And I'm not the one who has no impulse control and acts like an overly hormonal teenager whenever they see someone attractive." Mei countered, arms crossed firmly against her chest.
Aizu frowned and pouted, "Whatever, ladies love me." With that she glanced at you once more before walking away with heavy steps.
Mei softly chuckled as she watched Aizu walk off, staying in place for a few moments before following suit.
The next day, two admirers had already concocted a plan to meet you in person. It was strange how they both so quickly shared the same desire for you.
Usually this kind of situation led to conflict between them, but something about you caused them to bond together instead. It must've been destiny that they spotted you in the first place!
They slowly inserted themselves into your life in an almost seamless way. Although Aizu wanted to be the one to introduce herself first, it would actually be Mei who got introduced to you. She was the least intimidating of the two and had a knack for manipulating people with her crooked smile— and you were no exception. She began showing up regularly at places she knew you frequented, saying she was there on some important errand or just out shopping, that it was only coincidence that your schedules seemed to always overlap.
And with Mei's status in the cult it wasn't long until she endeared herself to you, eventually Aizu joined in. At first she would randomly show up during their outings but soon enough the two of them were spending one-on-one time with you.
When Aizu first encountered you, she thought you were even cuter up close! She was so glad that her patience had been rewarded with the sound of your voice, your laughter at her jokes, and the small smile on your face whenever you looked at her.
Did you like her in return? That was all Aizu could think about— did you think she was half as attractive as she found you to be?
But everytime she wanted to ask these questions, all the answers that she desperately sought after, Mei stopped her from doing so — they didn't want to scare you away when they were so close.
You observed with faint curiosity as Aizu and Mei argued, a subject that didn't concern you and even so you understood little to nothing about. They fought mostly concerning the most recent meeting and details which had nothing to do with you.
"If someone hadn't mentioned it Kyoto we could've left clean!" Mei exclaimed, her expression transforming into a scowl.
" You would have been safe, I just made sure everyone took an equal share of the blame." Aizu responded, downplaying the entire event.
It became clear rather quickly that they were not going to stop anytime soon, so you interjected "Can we please watch a movie or something to get y'all minds off this?" You said, increasingly disgruntled at the length of your neglect.
But did feeling did those two pairs of eyes in you wish you never said a word. It felt like they were going to pounce on you any second.
Eventually, the two of them stopped looking at you and started exchanging glances between each other. Aizu broke the silence: "Do we even have any good movies here? We banned all the best stuff because it was deemed impure or something."
"Oh, I have a whole box full of forbidden movies in my bedchambers," Mei said nonchalantly, her earlier irritation dissipating.
"Do we really have to watch it in your bedroom?" Aizu asked, her voice hinting at a little annoyance.
"Now now, I'm not saying that your bed isn't comfortable—but who would want to spend their time in your room dear Ai?" Mei joked with a sly smile on her face.
Before Aizu could object, Mei quickly shushed her by placing a finger on her lips. "Now darling," she said, turning to you. "We're usually free around midnight, and Misaki and Kyoto won't make it back until late afternoon." Her implication was clear: she was asking if you wanted to stay the night. "So... Would you like to spend the night with us?" She tilted her head slightly as she waited for your response.
"I guess I can if it's okay with you?"
You sat down on the comfy sofa, taking a moment to examine the room.
The first thought that crossed your mind when you saw Mei's room was 'hoarded'. Soft silky fabrics were draped over chairs, beds, couches, and floors; sparkly jewelry rested atop any surface with enough room for it — tables, shelves — even her bathroom had gold boxes filled with glittering gems inside them.
It wasn't hard to see why she owned all these things; they were undeniably beautiful.
Ignoring the mess of sparkles and silk that was her room, Mei's bedroom was surprisingly clean. Climbing into her baby pink nightgown, she removed any jewelry from her bed and placed it onto her desk.
"Ai, it shouldn't take you this long to find a movie," Mei said, leaning back on her pillows.
"It's not my fault that all the choices are crap," Aizu grumbled, pressing the remote repeatedly as she tried to find a good film.
"Just pick an old horror movie, like The Shining or something," Mei suggested, glancing at you before patting the empty space next to her on the bed. Reluctantly, you sat down and felt the mattress sink beneath your weight.
Aizu looked over the title before saying, "We're watching Funny Games...the original one." She turned off the lights and walked over to the bed. When she noticed Mei cuddling up to you, a small frown formed on her face and she muttered some words under her breath.
You gazed at her soft expression in the darkness and saw how she was trembling slightly while snuggling against you for warmth. You held yourself still in fear of disrupting the awkward yet comfortable situation. Aizu kept grumbling as she struggled to get cozy without pausing the movie.
You found yourself stuck in between Mei and Aizu, with Mei's chest pressing firmly against your back and Aizu resting her head on your chest. After about half an hour into the movie, Mei begins moving behind you, placing her hands on your thighs.
"Hm, so tense," she points out, words brushing up against your neck. "Let me help you relax," she murmurs, pushing her chest further against yours.
Your eyes flicker between her and the movie, unsure of where to focus. "Ahh, what about Aizu?" You stammer out nervously, trying to push away Mei's hand from your leg. She scoffed softly in response, rolling her eyes before nuzzling her face into the back of your neck. "Don't worry about it; she's already fallen asleep." Her long dainty fingers began playing around the hem of your shorts as you looked down at her figure tremblingly. Your throat became dry as her fingers pushed their way inside your shorts, finding their way to your panties. A soft breathless hum escaped from you as a finger pressed up against your clothed clit.
"Mmm," she moans, watching you squirm as her fingers work around your clit. "You like this?" she asks, quickening the pace of her movements. "Dirty slut getting wet from the thought of being caught, I bet."
You shake your head in a silent show of resistance, biting your lip until it feels like it will draw blood. Soft, quiet whines escape from you as you become more and more aroused.
"Fuck, Mei—" You gasp out a breathless moan, feeling her face pressed against yours, her warm breath tickling your neck. Your legs slightly spread open to give her access to your underwear which she slides aside to insert two fingers into you.
Slowly pumping in and out of you, letting her digits stretch your walls accompanied by an occasional 'plap' whenever the heel of her palm presses against your clit.
It doesn't take too long until she gets rough with her fingering, lewd squelching noises escaping your pussy as your juices coat her fingers. She speeds up, pushing further in, curling right against that spongy spot that causes your toes to curl and cunt to clench.
"Shit— fuck." You let out a stammered cry, biting down on your bottom lip once again "I'm gonna cum." Mei slows down her fingering, smirking when she hears the disappointment in your pathetic little whines. Her eyes flicker up towards the movie before pulling her fingers out momentarily and then pushing them back in, spreading you even wider.
"I didn't say you could cum." She purrs, fingers pumping into you slowly as her thumb occasionally brushes against your clit.
"Ha- Fuck if only you could see how pathetic you look right now." She pants out, pushing her fingers all the way in and grinding her palm firmly against your clit.
“Do you want to come for me, hm? Come all over my fingers with Ai right here?” She said, her smirk growing as your body bucked towards her hand and you began to cry.
“Please Mei—" You beg, clinging onto the sheets.
“You're such a naughty slut, aren't you?” Mei nuzzled her head into the crook of your neck and inhaled deeply, enjoying your scent. “It doesn't take more than a little touch before you get all wet," she panted, her mouth dry from her own arousal.
"Come for me...." She curled her fingers, pressing against your g-spot until it coaxes out your orgasm. Watching with amused eyes as you try to suppress your lewd moans and whimpers, back arching slightly.
Chuckling softly she pulls out, fingers covered in slick as she holds it up to the light of the TV.
"Look at that." She teased bringing it up to mouth to lick clean, a pleasant hum escaping her. "I can't believe you, I mean — Cumming your little brains out with Ai right next to you?
"Oh I bet she feels so left out," Mei purred, glancing at her sisters sleeping form. "So... Let's wake her up. I'm sure she wouldn't mind knowing that Big Sister had a taste first."
You shook your head, averting your gaze in protest. "We can't do that," You say quietly.
"Aww, don't tell me you don't want to see the look on her face when she finally sees how wet you are." She lightly teased as she trailed her finger along your jawline.
"We can't! She will get mad!" You exclaim in a hushed voice.
"Mm," Mei hummed, giving you a kiss on the lips before pulling away with a smirk. "She already gets mad at enough things—what's one more?" She inquired, tilting her head a little.
“It's not like she'll be able to get mad when she's too busy eating you out.” Mei whispered, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"To be honest, I'm surprised she hasn't woken up yet." She chuckled, propping herself up on her hands and knees.
"Aizu!" Mei called out, reaching over to lightly shake Aizu, pouting in frustration when the other didn't wake up. "Hey— Wakey wakey, I'll make love to your pet if you don't wake up right now!"
That seemed to do the trick as Aizu stirred and her eyes slowly fluttered open. She swatted away Mei's hand from her body. "God damn it— I'm awake!" She exclaimed, about to continue speaking before she noticed the both of you looking at her with approving grins.
"Mei what did you do?" Aizu asked suspiciously.
"Ah- Why does everyone assume I always do something wrong!" She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "I mean I did do something but my point still stands."
Aizu glared at you expectantly, waiting for some sort of explanation.
"... Wanna have a threesome?" Mei suddenly blurted out, breaking the uncomfortable silence that hung in the air.
"Mei what the hell!" You shouted in disbelief, turning your attention to her instead.
"Well sorry, but I'd rather get it out of the way quickly before the mood dies down." Mei replied nonchalantly, making a sweeping "I mean, don't get me wrong, I'd I'd rather have a more... 'qualified' partner." Mei added quickly, making a wave-like motion with her hand for emphasis.
Aizu narrows her your eyes at the two of you, "What do you mean by that?' She muttered, leaning in a little.
"Don't play Coy with me Ai, you had sex once maybe twice max." Mei continued, obviously trying to rile Aizu up.
Aizu stared at you both, stunned before scoffing looking away.
"I'm experienced, hell I'm more than qualified!" She exclaimed, before pointing in your direction. "I'll make her come so many times she won't be able to walk by the time I'm done." She declared
"Well see about that." Mei said teasingly, moving so she was sitting up right.
Aizu rolled her eyes and shifted her attention to you. She crawled over your body and straddled your hips before leaning down to press light kisses against your lips. Your hands moved onto her hips, pulling her closer to yourself as a shaky exhale left Aizu's mouth. Eventually, she pulled away with a loud panting and placed a hand over her mouth. "O-oh shit..." she murmured under her breath before undoing the sash around her robe, letting it flutter open to expose her skin.
Mei reclined against the headboard with an amused expression on her face, watching your every move. "Ai, why don't you play with her tits?" she suggested casually while crossing her legs. Aizu shot Mei a glare before looking back at you, considering her words before relenting and grabbing the hem of your shirt and yanking it off. She impatiently unhooked your bra and threw it aside before staring wide-eyed at your chest, a shaky but excited exhale escaping her lips. All of these nights spent in bed daydreaming about this moment—undressing you and feeling your sweat covered body pressed up against hers—could have never compared to actually being here with you.
She latches onto your breasts, gently sucking and nipping at them, hands grasping at the other flesh while her tongue traces over your nipples. Her other hand giving your other breasts a firm squeeze, fingers tweaking the sensitive nubs lightly.
"O-oh" You gasp lightly, hands finding themselves in her hair to give encouraging light tugs. Arching into her touch with, soft gasps and whimpers spilling from your lips as she continued to work your nipples.
Your gaze briefly moves to Mei, who is sitting beside you, and you're embarrassed that she gets to witness this entire scene. You look away from her back to Aizu, as she licks your breasts with a sloppy kisses.
"Ai, don't you think her clit is feeling neglected?" Mei suggests, shifting her attention down to your lower part. Your legs are rubbing against each other in an attempt to ease the growing heat between them.
Aizu swallows, biting her lower lip and staring at you. She nods slowly and then adjusts herself so she can more easily take off your shorts.
She hooks her finger through the waistband and slides them down your legs, blushing darkly when she sees your pussy for the first time.
"I— it's so fucking wet, what did you do to her?" She murmurs, surprised at the amount of wetness coating your entrance. Experimentally, she lifts up the hood of your clitoris with captivated eyes and watches as it throbs before her. Her finger prods around your hole before pushing two fingers inside and curling them up. Whenever you whimper, her lust-filled gaze flicks towards your face momentarily. With a trembling inhale, she bows her head down and barely brushes her lips against your clit softly.
"Hah, you're such an amateur," Mei scoffs, making you look at her for a moment. She is rolling your head between her hands with a smirk on her face. "You're wasting time here; just give up already. You're too inexperienced to satisfy her."
Another gasp left your lips as the sensation of Aizu's tongue pressed warmly against your clit made you squirm refusing to acknowledge her Older Sister taunts.
Mei in response just chuckles resting her head on the palm of her hand, "If you insist."
Slowly, Aizu explored your sensitive nub with her tongue. Your hand found its way into her hair, giving encouraging tugs as she teased you to the brink of orgasmic bliss. She licked and kissed her way around your pussy, saliva smudging all over you in a mess of passion. You mewled for her not to stop, back arching in pleasure as she worked two fingers inside you.
She‘s quick to turn into a messy eater, spitting on your puffy folds, smudging his saliva all over you. At this point she was basically making out with your pussy— head pushing deeper into your cunt trying to bury herself in the wetness.
You were so caught up in the moment that Mei suddenly straddling your chest took you by surprise. "Hey," she whined staring at you with a smile that didn't match her annoyed tone. "I want some attention too don't leave me watching you get eaten out from the sidelines." Her teasing words made you blush more, unable to form any coherent words as you stared at the bright pink strap on she had on. "Oh, you look like you've seen a ghost." She chuckled, "Since you don't deserve to taste my pussy, so this will have to do instead."
She grabbed a small pastel pink bottle and poured it all over the toy's tip. The scent overwhelmed your already over stimulated senses, sweet and overwhelming as it dripped down base and onto the tip. It put you in a trance like state, senses dulled by both pleasure and amazement.
Slowly Mei pushed in, admiring how sweetly you took her in. "Ha— Fuck, you just needed a little dick in your mouth right hun?" She teased, pushing all the way in until you were choking on it. Nose pressed up against her pelvis before she pulled out, sloppy moans escaping you.
Mei runs her hand through your hair before she slaps your face with the shaft of her toy, "Watch it love. You're suppose to be slobbering all over this." She tuts, and it seemed like that as the reason she needed before she began to brutally fuck your poor little throat.
Every time your nose was pushed against her pelvis as you dutifully deep throated her, it simply encouraged her to fuck you harder and faster. With Mei still thrusting into your throat and Aizu lapping up the juices from your cunt, you were overwhelmed with pleasure—and it was amazing.
"Remember how hard I made you cum earlier? You were begging me for more weren't you?" Mei coos, thrusting in and out of your mouth, eliciting a gagging sound every time the tip hit the back of your throat. Aizu's tongue darting out to lick your clit as wet sounds filled the room.
"Uh-huh, hah, agh~!" Mei taunts. A shrill, butchered version of what you must've sounded like earlier, slamming her hips forward one last time making you splutter on the thick substance that coated her toy.
"How does it taste?" She teased you, panting and wiggling her hips. You would have replied, but between your lungs burning from lack of oxygen and your throat sore from having her hips pressed up against your face while she fucked you silly you could only whine.
"I bet you're gonna cum soon, with little ol' Ai eating you out like a starved man." She hums, shoving her hips all the way down and grinding into your face.
You make a gurgled sound akin to a moan, bucking your hips in time with Aizu tongue. Face deep into your cunt as she slurped up your juices, absolutely drunk on your pussy.
"Ya Want it, don't you? Need to feel Aizus fingers pounding your cunt while I make you cum with my cock in your mouth." Mei taunted you, hardly giving you room to breathe.
"Fuck— Then do it. Fucking cum because I know your just a whore- That's all you'll ever be—" She rambled on, thrusting one last time before Stilling herself. Hands holding a fistful of your hair, listening to you gurgle and choke on her cock as you came undone,.
Hands clawing at the bed sheets, nails leaving long trails in the fabric. Pussy clenching relentlessly around Aizu's fingers as you came.
"Mmf, so lewd." She cooed, slowly slipping the hot pink dildo out of your mouth drool and spit covering it.
"O-oh you tasted so good." Aizu whispered, absentmindedly licking her licks clean but considering how practically her entire jaw was covered in slick it did nothing to help.
"Hey..." Mei started grabbing your attention though barely, the smirk that felt like it was permanently etched into her face widening slightly.
"Have you ever squirted before?"
#fanfiction#smut#Fawn is self-reblogging again :D#writing#fiction#kinktober#female x reader#female x female
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Movie Night
Kinktober Week 1 : Threesome
[ nsfw | CW ; Porn without Plot, Manipulation, Sexual Content, Threesome, implied aphrodisiac use, Dubcon, Yandere content, Face sitting, Giving Oral, Strap-on use, Fingering, Exhibitionism and Voyeurism, Sharing, Pussy Drunk]
wc ; 3.9k
Female Yandere sisters x Female Reader
Average. That's probably the best way to describe you, you weren't gifted in anything or possess any extraordinary abilities.
So why did they have such an incredible fixation on you? If given the chance, Mei and Aizu would spend hours discreetly observing your every move.
Aizu scoffed quietly, folding her arms as she heard her older sister scold her. "It wasn't even that serious" She muttered under her breath, not meeting Mei's gaze.
"Not serious?" Mei repeated exasperatedly, feeling a tension headache begin to build up.
"Ai you're tearing this Faction to pieces! Last time I was lenient because of your outrageous requests but you can't keep wasting supplies if you can't find a way to preserve them!" She added harshly in almost a whisper-yell as she jabbed her finger into Aizus chest for emphasis.
Aizu was silent for a moment, debating what she could say that wouldn't make Mei angry again,"Look I get—" But instead of continuing with what she was saying she suddenly stopped speaking.
Mei was too preoccupied mumbling curses and didn't notice her younger sister had stopped talking until she spun around out of suspicion.
"What... What are you looking at?" She inquired softly, scanning the crowd with her jet black eyes.
"Look at that cutie!" Aizu finally said, pointing you out.
The expression on Mei's face softened immediately when her eyes landed on you, a faint 'huh' coming from her lips as she noticed you count money out of your wallet before leaving the store.
"She is kind of cute." Mei breathed in awe, touching her chin in thought.
"Mei, I spotted her first!" Aizu whined, lightly shoving the woman beside her playfully.
"Are you scared I'll steal your prize Ai?" Mei asked, her face only inches away from Aizu.
"I'm gonna break your knees," Aizu threatened, her fists balled tight.
Mei stood straight again, a coy smile on her lips. "Like you could ever hurt me. Men are the only ones who resort to violence like that."
"Whatever," Aizu said, turning back to you before she could take a step. Mei grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back into her chest abruptly.
"That would be unwise, don't you think? After all, we are two of the four most influential people here. We should play nice and wait." Mei suggested, loosening her grip.
"Fine," Aizu grumbled, then shot you a glance. "But I still want to be the first to say hi."
"That's not very smart. Who knows what insane thing you would do if we let you go freely?" Mei teased lightly with a smirk, shifting her weight to one leg.
"As if you can talk! You sleep around like a dog in heat!" The smaller female chortled sarcastically.
"And I'm not the one who has no impulse control and acts like an overly hormonal teenager whenever they see someone attractive." Mei countered, arms crossed firmly against her chest.
Aizu frowned and pouted, "Whatever, ladies love me." With that she glanced at you once more before walking away with heavy steps.
Mei softly chuckled as she watched Aizu walk off, staying in place for a few moments before following suit.
The next day, two admirers had already concocted a plan to meet you in person. It was strange how they both so quickly shared the same desire for you.
Usually this kind of situation led to conflict between them, but something about you caused them to bond together instead. It must've been destiny that they spotted you in the first place!
They slowly inserted themselves into your life in an almost seamless way. Although Aizu wanted to be the one to introduce herself first, it would actually be Mei who got introduced to you. She was the least intimidating of the two and had a knack for manipulating people with her crooked smile— and you were no exception. She began showing up regularly at places she knew you frequented, saying she was there on some important errand or just out shopping, that it was only coincidence that your schedules seemed to always overlap.
And with Mei's status in the cult it wasn't long until she endeared herself to you, eventually Aizu joined in. At first she would randomly show up during their outings but soon enough the two of them were spending one-on-one time with you.
When Aizu first encountered you, she thought you were even cuter up close! She was so glad that her patience had been rewarded with the sound of your voice, your laughter at her jokes, and the small smile on your face whenever you looked at her.
Did you like her in return? That was all Aizu could think about— did you think she was half as attractive as she found you to be?
But everytime she wanted to ask these questions, all the answers that she desperately sought after, Mei stopped her from doing so — they didn't want to scare you away when they were so close.
You observed with faint curiosity as Aizu and Mei argued, a subject that didn't concern you and even so you understood little to nothing about. They fought mostly concerning the most recent meeting and details which had nothing to do with you.
"If someone hadn't mentioned it Kyoto we could've left clean!" Mei exclaimed, her expression transforming into a scowl.
" You would have been safe, I just made sure everyone took an equal share of the blame." Aizu responded, downplaying the entire event.
It became clear rather quickly that they were not going to stop anytime soon, so you interjected "Can we please watch a movie or something to get y'all minds off this?" You said, increasingly disgruntled at the length of your neglect.
But did feeling did those two pairs of eyes in you wish you never said a word. It felt like they were going to pounce on you any second.
Eventually, the two of them stopped looking at you and started exchanging glances between each other. Aizu broke the silence: "Do we even have any good movies here? We banned all the best stuff because it was deemed impure or something."
"Oh, I have a whole box full of forbidden movies in my bedchambers," Mei said nonchalantly, her earlier irritation dissipating.
"Do we really have to watch it in your bedroom?" Aizu asked, her voice hinting at a little annoyance.
"Now now, I'm not saying that your bed isn't comfortable—but who would want to spend their time in your room dear Ai?" Mei joked with a sly smile on her face.
Before Aizu could object, Mei quickly shushed her by placing a finger on her lips. "Now darling," she said, turning to you. "We're usually free around midnight, and Misaki and Kyoto won't make it back until late afternoon." Her implication was clear: she was asking if you wanted to stay the night. "So... Would you like to spend the night with us?" She tilted her head slightly as she waited for your response.
"I guess I can if it's okay with you?"
You sat down on the comfy sofa, taking a moment to examine the room.
The first thought that crossed your mind when you saw Mei's room was 'hoarded'. Soft silky fabrics were draped over chairs, beds, couches, and floors; sparkly jewelry rested atop any surface with enough room for it — tables, shelves — even her bathroom had gold boxes filled with glittering gems inside them.
It wasn't hard to see why she owned all these things; they were undeniably beautiful.
Ignoring the mess of sparkles and silk that was her room, Mei's bedroom was surprisingly clean. Climbing into her baby pink nightgown, she removed any jewelry from her bed and placed it onto her desk.
"Ai, it shouldn't take you this long to find a movie," Mei said, leaning back on her pillows.
"It's not my fault that all the choices are crap," Aizu grumbled, pressing the remote repeatedly as she tried to find a good film.
"Just pick an old horror movie, like The Shining or something," Mei suggested, glancing at you before patting the empty space next to her on the bed. Reluctantly, you sat down and felt the mattress sink beneath your weight.
Aizu looked over the title before saying, "We're watching Funny Games...the original one." She turned off the lights and walked over to the bed. When she noticed Mei cuddling up to you, a small frown formed on her face and she muttered some words under her breath.
You gazed at her soft expression in the darkness and saw how she was trembling slightly while snuggling against you for warmth. You held yourself still in fear of disrupting the awkward yet comfortable situation. Aizu kept grumbling as she struggled to get cozy without pausing the movie.
You found yourself stuck in between Mei and Aizu, with Mei's chest pressing firmly against your back and Aizu resting her head on your chest. After about half an hour into the movie, Mei begins moving behind you, placing her hands on your thighs.
"Hm, so tense," she points out, words brushing up against your neck. "Let me help you relax," she murmurs, pushing her chest further against yours.
Your eyes flicker between her and the movie, unsure of where to focus. "Ahh, what about Aizu?" You stammer out nervously, trying to push away Mei's hand from your leg. She scoffed softly in response, rolling her eyes before nuzzling her face into the back of your neck. "Don't worry about it; she's already fallen asleep." Her long dainty fingers began playing around the hem of your shorts as you looked down at her figure tremblingly. Your throat became dry as her fingers pushed their way inside your shorts, finding their way to your panties. A soft breathless hum escaped from you as a finger pressed up against your clothed clit.
"Mmm," she moans, watching you squirm as her fingers work around your clit. "You like this?" she asks, quickening the pace of her movements. "Dirty slut getting wet from the thought of being caught, I bet."
You shake your head in a silent show of resistance, biting your lip until it feels like it will draw blood. Soft, quiet whines escape from you as you become more and more aroused.
"Fuck, Mei—" You gasp out a breathless moan, feeling her face pressed against yours, her warm breath tickling your neck. Your legs slightly spread open to give her access to your underwear which she slides aside to insert two fingers into you.
Slowly pumping in and out of you, letting her digits stretch your walls accompanied by an occasional 'plap' whenever the heel of her palm presses against your clit.
It doesn't take too long until she gets rough with her fingering, lewd squelching noises escaping your pussy as your juices coat her fingers. She speeds up, pushing further in, curling right against that spongy spot that causes your toes to curl and cunt to clench.
"Shit— fuck." You let out a stammered cry, biting down on your bottom lip once again "I'm gonna cum." Mei slows down her fingering, smirking when she hears the disappointment in your pathetic little whines. Her eyes flicker up towards the movie before pulling her fingers out momentarily and then pushing them back in, spreading you even wider.
"I didn't say you could cum." She purrs, fingers pumping into you slowly as her thumb occasionally brushes against your clit.
"Ha- Fuck if only you could see how pathetic you look right now." She pants out, pushing her fingers all the way in and grinding her palm firmly against your clit.
“Do you want to come for me, hm? Come all over my fingers with Ai right here?” She said, her smirk growing as your body bucked towards her hand and you began to cry.
“Please Mei—" You beg, clinging onto the sheets.
“You're such a naughty slut, aren't you?” Mei nuzzled her head into the crook of your neck and inhaled deeply, enjoying your scent. “It doesn't take more than a little touch before you get all wet," she panted, her mouth dry from her own arousal.
"Come for me...." She curled her fingers, pressing against your g-spot until it coaxes out your orgasm. Watching with amused eyes as you try to suppress your lewd moans and whimpers, back arching slightly.
Chuckling softly she pulls out, fingers covered in slick as she holds it up to the light of the TV.
"Look at that." She teased bringing it up to mouth to lick clean, a pleasant hum escaping her. "I can't believe you, I mean — Cumming your little brains out with Ai right next to you?
"Oh I bet she feels so left out," Mei purred, glancing at her sisters sleeping form. "So... Let's wake her up. I'm sure she wouldn't mind knowing that Big Sister had a taste first."
You shook your head, averting your gaze in protest. "We can't do that," You say quietly.
"Aww, don't tell me you don't want to see the look on her face when she finally sees how wet you are." She lightly teased as she trailed her finger along your jawline.
"We can't! She will get mad!" You exclaim in a hushed voice.
"Mm," Mei hummed, giving you a kiss on the lips before pulling away with a smirk. "She already gets mad at enough things—what's one more?" She inquired, tilting her head a little.
“It's not like she'll be able to get mad when she's too busy eating you out.” Mei whispered, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"To be honest, I'm surprised she hasn't woken up yet." She chuckled, propping herself up on her hands and knees.
"Aizu!" Mei called out, reaching over to lightly shake Aizu, pouting in frustration when the other didn't wake up. "Hey— Wakey wakey, I'll make love to your pet if you don't wake up right now!"
That seemed to do the trick as Aizu stirred and her eyes slowly fluttered open. She swatted away Mei's hand from her body. "God damn it— I'm awake!" She exclaimed, about to continue speaking before she noticed the both of you looking at her with approving grins.
"Mei what did you do?" Aizu asked suspiciously.
"Ah- Why does everyone assume I always do something wrong!" She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "I mean I did do something but my point still stands."
Aizu glared at you expectantly, waiting for some sort of explanation.
"... Wanna have a threesome?" Mei suddenly blurted out, breaking the uncomfortable silence that hung in the air.
"Mei what the hell!" You shouted in disbelief, turning your attention to her instead.
"Well sorry, but I'd rather get it out of the way quickly before the mood dies down." Mei replied nonchalantly, making a sweeping "I mean, don't get me wrong, I'd I'd rather have a more... 'qualified' partner." Mei added quickly, making a wave-like motion with her hand for emphasis.
Aizu narrows her your eyes at the two of you, "What do you mean by that?' She muttered, leaning in a little.
"Don't play Coy with me Ai, you had sex once maybe twice max." Mei continued, obviously trying to rile Aizu up.
Aizu stared at you both, stunned before scoffing looking away.
"I'm experienced, hell I'm more than qualified!" She exclaimed, before pointing in your direction. "I'll make her come so many times she won't be able to walk by the time I'm done." She declared
"Well see about that." Mei said teasingly, moving so she was sitting up right.
Aizu rolled her eyes and shifted her attention to you. She crawled over your body and straddled your hips before leaning down to press light kisses against your lips. Your hands moved onto her hips, pulling her closer to yourself as a shaky exhale left Aizu's mouth. Eventually, she pulled away with a loud panting and placed a hand over her mouth. "O-oh shit..." she murmured under her breath before undoing the sash around her robe, letting it flutter open to expose her skin.
Mei reclined against the headboard with an amused expression on her face, watching your every move. "Ai, why don't you play with her tits?" she suggested casually while crossing her legs. Aizu shot Mei a glare before looking back at you, considering her words before relenting and grabbing the hem of your shirt and yanking it off. She impatiently unhooked your bra and threw it aside before staring wide-eyed at your chest, a shaky but excited exhale escaping her lips. All of these nights spent in bed daydreaming about this moment—undressing you and feeling your sweat covered body pressed up against hers—could have never compared to actually being here with you.
She latches onto your breasts, gently sucking and nipping at them, hands grasping at the other flesh while her tongue traces over your nipples. Her other hand giving your other breasts a firm squeeze, fingers tweaking the sensitive nubs lightly.
"O-oh" You gasp lightly, hands finding themselves in her hair to give encouraging light tugs. Arching into her touch with, soft gasps and whimpers spilling from your lips as she continued to work your nipples.
Your gaze briefly moves to Mei, who is sitting beside you, and you're embarrassed that she gets to witness this entire scene. You look away from her back to Aizu, as she licks your breasts with a sloppy kisses.
"Ai, don't you think her clit is feeling neglected?" Mei suggests, shifting her attention down to your lower part. Your legs are rubbing against each other in an attempt to ease the growing heat between them.
Aizu swallows, biting her lower lip and staring at you. She nods slowly and then adjusts herself so she can more easily take off your shorts.
She hooks her finger through the waistband and slides them down your legs, blushing darkly when she sees your pussy for the first time.
"I— it's so fucking wet, what did you do to her?" She murmurs, surprised at the amount of wetness coating your entrance. Experimentally, she lifts up the hood of your clitoris with captivated eyes and watches as it throbs before her. Her finger prods around your hole before pushing two fingers inside and curling them up. Whenever you whimper, her lust-filled gaze flicks towards your face momentarily. With a trembling inhale, she bows her head down and barely brushes her lips against your clit softly.
"Hah, you're such an amateur," Mei scoffs, making you look at her for a moment. She is rolling your head between her hands with a smirk on her face. "You're wasting time here; just give up already. You're too inexperienced to satisfy her."
Another gasp left your lips as the sensation of Aizu's tongue pressed warmly against your clit made you squirm refusing to acknowledge her Older Sister taunts.
Mei in response just chuckles resting her head on the palm of her hand, "If you insist."
Slowly, Aizu explored your sensitive nub with her tongue. Your hand found its way into her hair, giving encouraging tugs as she teased you to the brink of orgasmic bliss. She licked and kissed her way around your pussy, saliva smudging all over you in a mess of passion. You mewled for her not to stop, back arching in pleasure as she worked two fingers inside you.
She‘s quick to turn into a messy eater, spitting on your puffy folds, smudging his saliva all over you. At this point she was basically making out with your pussy— head pushing deeper into your cunt trying to bury herself in the wetness.
You were so caught up in the moment that Mei suddenly straddling your chest took you by surprise. "Hey," she whined staring at you with a smile that didn't match her annoyed tone. "I want some attention too don't leave me watching you get eaten out from the sidelines." Her teasing words made you blush more, unable to form any coherent words as you stared at the bright pink strap on she had on. "Oh, you look like you've seen a ghost." She chuckled, "Since you don't deserve to taste my pussy, so this will have to do instead."
She grabbed a small pastel pink bottle and poured it all over the toy's tip. The scent overwhelmed your already over stimulated senses, sweet and overwhelming as it dripped down base and onto the tip. It put you in a trance like state, senses dulled by both pleasure and amazement.
Slowly Mei pushed in, admiring how sweetly you took her in. "Ha— Fuck, you just needed a little dick in your mouth right hun?" She teased, pushing all the way in until you were choking on it. Nose pressed up against her pelvis before she pulled out, sloppy moans escaping you.
Mei runs her hand through your hair before she slaps your face with the shaft of her toy, "Watch it love. You're suppose to be slobbering all over this." She tuts, and it seemed like that as the reason she needed before she began to brutally fuck your poor little throat.
Every time your nose was pushed against her pelvis as you dutifully deep throated her, it simply encouraged her to fuck you harder and faster. With Mei still thrusting into your throat and Aizu lapping up the juices from your cunt, you were overwhelmed with pleasure—and it was amazing.
"Remember how hard I made you cum earlier? You were begging me for more weren't you?" Mei coos, thrusting in and out of your mouth, eliciting a gagging sound every time the tip hit the back of your throat. Aizu's tongue darting out to lick your clit as wet sounds filled the room.
"Uh-huh, hah, agh~!" Mei taunts. A shrill, butchered version of what you must've sounded like earlier, slamming her hips forward one last time making you splutter on the thick substance that coated her toy.
"How does it taste?" She teased you, panting and wiggling her hips. You would have replied, but between your lungs burning from lack of oxygen and your throat sore from having her hips pressed up against your face while she fucked you silly you could only whine.
"I bet you're gonna cum soon, with little ol' Ai eating you out like a starved man." She hums, shoving her hips all the way down and grinding into your face.
You make a gurgled sound akin to a moan, bucking your hips in time with Aizu tongue. Face deep into your cunt as she slurped up your juices, absolutely drunk on your pussy.
"Ya Want it, don't you? Need to feel Aizus fingers pounding your cunt while I make you cum with my cock in your mouth." Mei taunted you, hardly giving you room to breathe.
"Fuck— Then do it. Fucking cum because I know your just a whore- That's all you'll ever be—" She rambled on, thrusting one last time before Stilling herself. Hands holding a fistful of your hair, listening to you gurgle and choke on her cock as you came undone,.
Hands clawing at the bed sheets, nails leaving long trails in the fabric. Pussy clenching relentlessly around Aizu's fingers as you came.
"Mmf, so lewd." She cooed, slowly slipping the hot pink dildo out of your mouth drool and spit covering it.
"O-oh you tasted so good." Aizu whispered, absentmindedly licking her licks clean but considering how practically her entire jaw was covered in slick it did nothing to help.
"Hey..." Mei started grabbing your attention though barely, the smirk that felt like it was permanently etched into her face widening slightly.
"Have you ever squirted before?"
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Movie Night
Kinktober Week 1 : Threesome
[ nsfw | CW ; Porn without Plot, Manipulation, Sexual Content, Threesome, implied aphrodisiac use, Dubcon, Yandere content, Face sitting, Giving and Receiving Oral, Strap-on use, throat fucking, Fingering, Exhibitionism and Voyeurism, Sharing, Pussy Drunk ]
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Female Yandere sisters x Female Reader
Average. That's probably the best way to describe you, you weren't gifted in anything or possess any extraordinary abilities.
So why did they have such an incredible fixation on you? If given the chance, Mei and Aizu would spend hours discreetly observing your every move.
Aizu scoffed quietly, folding her arms as she heard her older sister scold her. "It wasn't even that serious" She muttered under her breath, not meeting Mei's gaze.
"Not serious?" Mei repeated exasperatedly, feeling a tension headache begin to build up.
"Ai you're tearing this Faction to pieces! Last time I was lenient because of your outrageous requests but you can't keep wasting supplies if you can't find a way to preserve them!" She added harshly in almost a whisper-yell as she jabbed her finger into Aizus chest for emphasis.
Aizu was silent for a moment, debating what she could say that wouldn't make Mei angry again,"Look I get—" But instead of continuing with what she was saying she suddenly stopped speaking.
Mei was too preoccupied mumbling curses and didn't notice her younger sister had stopped talking until she spun around out of suspicion.
"What... What are you looking at?" She inquired softly, scanning the crowd with her jet black eyes.
"Look at that cutie!" Aizu finally said, pointing you out.
The expression on Mei's face softened immediately when her eyes landed on you, a faint 'huh' coming from her lips as she noticed you count money out of your wallet before leaving the store.
"She is kind of cute." Mei breathed in awe, touching her chin in thought.
"Mei, I spotted her first!" Aizu whined, lightly shoving the woman beside her playfully.
"Are you scared I'll steal your prize Ai?" Mei asked, her face only inches away from Aizu.
"I'm gonna break your knees," Aizu threatened, her fists balled tight.
Mei stood straight again, a coy smile on her lips. "Like you could ever hurt me. Men are the only ones who resort to violence like that."
"Whatever," Aizu said, turning back to you before she could take a step. Mei grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back into her chest abruptly.
"That would be unwise, don't you think? After all, we are two of the four most influential people here. We should play nice and wait." Mei suggested, loosening her grip.
"Fine," Aizu grumbled, then shot you a glance. "But I still want to be the first to say hi."
"That's not very smart. Who knows what insane thing you would do if we let you go freely?" Mei teased lightly with a smirk, shifting her weight to one leg.
"As if you can talk! You sleep around like a dog in heat!" The smaller female chortled sarcastically.
"And I'm not the one who has no impulse control and acts like an overly hormonal teenager whenever they see someone attractive." Mei countered, arms crossed firmly against her chest.
Aizu frowned and pouted, "Whatever, ladies love me." With that she glanced at you once more before walking away with heavy steps.
Mei softly chuckled as she watched Aizu walk off, staying in place for a few moments before following suit.
The next day, two admirers had already concocted a plan to meet you in person. It was strange how they both so quickly shared the same desire for you.
Usually this kind of situation led to conflict between them, but something about you caused them to bond together instead. It must've been destiny that they spotted you in the first place!
They slowly inserted themselves into your life in an almost seamless way. Although Aizu wanted to be the one to introduce herself first, it would actually be Mei who got introduced to you. She was the least intimidating of the two and had a knack for manipulating people with her crooked smile— and you were no exception. She began showing up regularly at places she knew you frequented, saying she was there on some important errand or just out shopping, that it was only coincidence that your schedules seemed to always overlap.
And with Mei's status in the cult it wasn't long until she endeared herself to you, eventually Aizu joined in. At first she would randomly show up during their outings but soon enough the two of them were spending one-on-one time with you.
When Aizu first encountered you, she thought you were even cuter up close! She was so glad that her patience had been rewarded with the sound of your voice, your laughter at her jokes, and the small smile on your face whenever you looked at her.
Did you like her in return? That was all Aizu could think about— did you think she was half as attractive as she found you to be?
But everytime she wanted to ask these questions, all the answers that she desperately sought after, Mei stopped her from doing so — they didn't want to scare you away when they were so close.
You observed with faint curiosity as Aizu and Mei argued, a subject that didn't concern you and even so you understood little to nothing about. They fought mostly concerning the most recent meeting and details which had nothing to do with you.
"If someone hadn't mentioned it Kyoto we could've left clean!" Mei exclaimed, her expression transforming into a scowl.
" You would have been safe, I just made sure everyone took an equal share of the blame." Aizu responded, downplaying the entire event.
It became clear rather quickly that they were not going to stop anytime soon, so you interjected "Can we please watch a movie or something to get y'all minds off this?" You said, increasingly disgruntled at the length of your neglect.
But did feeling did those two pairs of eyes in you wish you never said a word. It felt like they were going to pounce on you any second.
Eventually, the two of them stopped looking at you and started exchanging glances between each other. Aizu broke the silence: "Do we even have any good movies here? We banned all the best stuff because it was deemed impure or something."
"Oh, I have a whole box full of forbidden movies in my bedchambers," Mei said nonchalantly, her earlier irritation dissipating.
"Do we really have to watch it in your bedroom?" Aizu asked, her voice hinting at a little annoyance.
"Now now, I'm not saying that your bed isn't comfortable—but who would want to spend their time in your room dear Ai?" Mei joked with a sly smile on her face.
Before Aizu could object, Mei quickly shushed her by placing a finger on her lips. "Now darling," she said, turning to you. "We're usually free around midnight, and Misaki and Kyoto won't make it back until late afternoon." Her implication was clear: she was asking if you wanted to stay the night. "So... Would you like to spend the night with us?" She tilted her head slightly as she waited for your response.
"I guess I can if it's okay with you?"
You sat down on the comfy sofa, taking a moment to examine the room.
The first thought that crossed your mind when you saw Mei's room was 'hoarded'. Soft silky fabrics were draped over chairs, beds, couches, and floors; sparkly jewelry rested atop any surface with enough room for it — tables, shelves — even her bathroom had gold boxes filled with glittering gems inside them.
It wasn't hard to see why she owned all these things; they were undeniably beautiful.
Ignoring the mess of sparkles and silk that was her room, Mei's bedroom was surprisingly clean. Climbing into her baby pink nightgown, she removed any jewelry from her bed and placed it onto her desk.
"Ai, it shouldn't take you this long to find a movie," Mei said, leaning back on her pillows.
"It's not my fault that all the choices are crap," Aizu grumbled, pressing the remote repeatedly as she tried to find a good film.
"Just pick an old horror movie, like The Shining or something," Mei suggested, glancing at you before patting the empty space next to her on the bed. Reluctantly, you sat down and felt the mattress sink beneath your weight.
Aizu looked over the title before saying, "We're watching Funny Games...the original one." She turned off the lights and walked over to the bed. When she noticed Mei cuddling up to you, a small frown formed on her face and she muttered some words under her breath.
You gazed at her soft expression in the darkness and saw how she was trembling slightly while snuggling against you for warmth. You held yourself still in fear of disrupting the awkward yet comfortable situation. Aizu kept grumbling as she struggled to get cozy without pausing the movie.
You found yourself stuck in between Mei and Aizu, with Mei's chest pressing firmly against your back and Aizu resting her head on your chest. After about half an hour into the movie, Mei begins moving behind you, placing her hands on your thighs.
"Hm, so tense," she points out, words brushing up against your neck. "Let me help you relax," she murmurs, pushing her chest further against yours.
Your eyes flicker between her and the movie, unsure of where to focus. "Ahh, what about Aizu?" You stammer out nervously, trying to push away Mei's hand from your leg. She scoffed softly in response, rolling her eyes before nuzzling her face into the back of your neck. "Don't worry about it; she's already fallen asleep." Her long dainty fingers began playing around the hem of your shorts as you looked down at her figure tremblingly. Your throat became dry as her fingers pushed their way inside your shorts, finding their way to your panties. A soft breathless hum escaped from you as a finger pressed up against your clothed clit.
"Mmm," she moans, watching you squirm as her fingers work around your clit. "You like this?" she asks, quickening the pace of her movements. "Dirty slut getting wet from the thought of being caught, I bet."
You shake your head in a silent show of resistance, biting your lip until it feels like it will draw blood. Soft, quiet whines escape from you as you become more and more aroused.
"Fuck, Mei—" You gasp out a breathless moan, feeling her face pressed against yours, her warm breath tickling your neck. Your legs slightly spread open to give her access to your underwear which she slides aside to insert two fingers into you.
Slowly pumping in and out of you, letting her digits stretch your walls accompanied by an occasional 'plap' whenever the heel of her palm presses against your clit.
It doesn't take too long until she gets rough with her fingering, lewd squelching noises escaping your pussy as your juices coat her fingers. She speeds up, pushing further in, curling right against that spongy spot that causes your toes to curl and cunt to clench.
"Shit— fuck." You let out a stammered cry, biting down on your bottom lip once again "I'm gonna cum." Mei slows down her fingering, smirking when she hears the disappointment in your pathetic little whines. Her eyes flicker up towards the movie before pulling her fingers out momentarily and then pushing them back in, spreading you even wider.
"I didn't say you could cum." She purrs, fingers pumping into you slowly as her thumb occasionally brushes against your clit.
"Ha- Fuck if only you could see how pathetic you look right now." She pants out, pushing her fingers all the way in and grinding her palm firmly against your clit.
“Do you want to come for me, hm? Come all over my fingers with Ai right here?” She said, her smirk growing as your body bucked towards her hand and you began to cry.
“Please Mei—" You beg, clinging onto the sheets.
“You're such a naughty slut, aren't you?” Mei nuzzled her head into the crook of your neck and inhaled deeply, enjoying your scent. “It doesn't take more than a little touch before you get all wet," she panted, her mouth dry from her own arousal.
"Come for me...." She curled her fingers, pressing against your g-spot until it coaxes out your orgasm. Watching with amused eyes as you try to suppress your lewd moans and whimpers, back arching slightly.
Chuckling softly she pulls out, fingers covered in slick as she holds it up to the light of the TV.
"Look at that." She teased bringing it up to mouth to lick clean, a pleasant hum escaping her. "I can't believe you, I mean — Cumming your little brains out with Ai right next to you?
"Oh I bet she feels so left out," Mei purred, glancing at her sisters sleeping form. "So... Let's wake her up. I'm sure she wouldn't mind knowing that Big Sister had a taste first."
You shook your head, averting your gaze in protest. "We can't do that," You say quietly.
"Aww, don't tell me you don't want to see the look on her face when she finally sees how wet you are." She lightly teased as she trailed her finger along your jawline.
"We can't! She will get mad!" You exclaim in a hushed voice.
"Mm," Mei hummed, giving you a kiss on the lips before pulling away with a smirk. "She already gets mad at enough things—what's one more?" She inquired, tilting her head a little.
“It's not like she'll be able to get mad when she's too busy eating you out.” Mei whispered, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"To be honest, I'm surprised she hasn't woken up yet." She chuckled, propping herself up on her hands and knees.
"Aizu!" Mei called out, reaching over to lightly shake Aizu, pouting in frustration when the other didn't wake up. "Hey— Wakey wakey, I'll make love to your pet if you don't wake up right now!"
That seemed to do the trick as Aizu stirred and her eyes slowly fluttered open. She swatted away Mei's hand from her body. "God damn it— I'm awake!" She exclaimed, about to continue speaking before she noticed the both of you looking at her with approving grins.
"Mei what did you do?" Aizu asked suspiciously.
"Ah- Why does everyone assume I always do something wrong!" She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "I mean I did do something but my point still stands."
Aizu glared at you expectantly, waiting for some sort of explanation.
"... Wanna have a threesome?" Mei suddenly blurted out, breaking the uncomfortable silence that hung in the air.
"Mei what the hell!" You shouted in disbelief, turning your attention to her instead.
"Well sorry, but I'd rather get it out of the way quickly before the mood dies down." Mei replied nonchalantly, making a sweeping "I mean, don't get me wrong, I'd I'd rather have a more... 'qualified' partner." Mei added quickly, making a wave-like motion with her hand for emphasis.
Aizu narrows her your eyes at the two of you, "What do you mean by that?' She muttered, leaning in a little.
"Don't play Coy with me Ai, you had sex once maybe twice max." Mei continued, obviously trying to rile Aizu up.
Aizu stared at you both, stunned before scoffing looking away.
"I'm experienced, hell I'm more than qualified!" She exclaimed, before pointing in your direction. "I'll make her come so many times she won't be able to walk by the time I'm done." She declared
"Well see about that." Mei said teasingly, moving so she was sitting up right.
Aizu rolled her eyes and shifted her attention to you. She crawled over your body and straddled your hips before leaning down to press light kisses against your lips. Your hands moved onto her hips, pulling her closer to yourself as a shaky exhale left Aizu's mouth. Eventually, she pulled away with a loud panting and placed a hand over her mouth. "O-oh shit..." she murmured under her breath before undoing the sash around her robe, letting it flutter open to expose her skin.
Mei reclined against the headboard with an amused expression on her face, watching your every move. "Ai, why don't you play with her tits?" she suggested casually while crossing her legs. Aizu shot Mei a glare before looking back at you, considering her words before relenting and grabbing the hem of your shirt and yanking it off. She impatiently unhooked your bra and threw it aside before staring wide-eyed at your chest, a shaky but excited exhale escaping her lips. All of these nights spent in bed daydreaming about this moment—undressing you and feeling your sweat covered body pressed up against hers—could have never compared to actually being here with you.
She latches onto your breasts, gently sucking and nipping at them, hands grasping at the other flesh while her tongue traces over your nipples. Her other hand giving your other breasts a firm squeeze, fingers tweaking the sensitive nubs lightly.
"O-oh" You gasp lightly, hands finding themselves in her hair to give encouraging light tugs. Arching into her touch with, soft gasps and whimpers spilling from your lips as she continued to work your nipples.
Your gaze briefly moves to Mei, who is sitting beside you, and you're embarrassed that she gets to witness this entire scene. You look away from her back to Aizu, as she licks your breasts with a sloppy kisses.
"Ai, don't you think her clit is feeling neglected?" Mei suggests, shifting her attention down to your lower part. Your legs are rubbing against each other in an attempt to ease the growing heat between them.
Aizu swallows, biting her lower lip and staring at you. She nods slowly and then adjusts herself so she can more easily take off your shorts.
She hooks her finger through the waistband and slides them down your legs, blushing darkly when she sees your pussy for the first time.
"I— it's so fucking wet, what did you do to her?" She murmurs, surprised at the amount of wetness coating your entrance. Experimentally, she lifts up the hood of your clitoris with captivated eyes and watches as it throbs before her. Her finger prods around your hole before pushing two fingers inside and curling them up. Whenever you whimper, her lust-filled gaze flicks towards your face momentarily. With a trembling inhale, she bows her head down and barely brushes her lips against your clit softly.
"Hah, you're such an amateur," Mei scoffs, making you look at her for a moment. She is rolling your head between her hands with a smirk on her face. "You're wasting time here; just give up already. You're too inexperienced to satisfy her."
Another gasp left your lips as the sensation of Aizu's tongue pressed warmly against your clit made you squirm refusing to acknowledge her Older Sister taunts.
Mei in response just chuckles resting her head on the palm of her hand, "If you insist."
Slowly, Aizu explored your sensitive nub with her tongue. Your hand found its way into her hair, giving encouraging tugs as she teased you to the brink of orgasmic bliss. She licked and kissed her way around your pussy, saliva smudging all over you in a mess of passion. You mewled for her not to stop, back arching in pleasure as she worked two fingers inside you.
She‘s quick to turn into a messy eater, spitting on your puffy folds, smudging his saliva all over you. At this point she was basically making out with your pussy— head pushing deeper into your cunt trying to bury herself in the wetness.
You were so caught up in the moment that Mei suddenly straddling your chest took you by surprise. "Hey," she whined staring at you with a smile that didn't match her annoyed tone. "I want some attention too don't leave me watching you get eaten out from the sidelines." Her teasing words made you blush more, unable to form any coherent words as you stared at the bright pink strap on she had on. "Oh, you look like you've seen a ghost." She chuckled, "Since you don't deserve to taste my pussy, so this will have to do instead."
She grabbed a small pastel pink bottle and poured it all over the toy's tip. The scent overwhelmed your already over stimulated senses, sweet and overwhelming as it dripped down base and onto the tip. It put you in a trance like state, senses dulled by both pleasure and amazement.
Slowly Mei pushed in, admiring how sweetly you took her in. "Ha— Fuck, you just needed a little dick in your mouth right hun?" She teased, pushing all the way in until you were choking on it. Nose pressed up against her pelvis before she pulled out, sloppy moans escaping you.
Mei runs her hand through your hair before she slaps your face with the shaft of her toy, "Watch it love. You're suppose to be slobbering all over this." She tuts, and it seemed like that as the reason she needed before she began to brutally fuck your poor little throat.
Every time your nose was pushed against her pelvis as you dutifully deep throated her, it simply encouraged her to fuck you harder and faster. With Mei still thrusting into your throat and Aizu lapping up the juices from your cunt, you were overwhelmed with pleasure—and it was amazing.
"Remember how hard I made you cum earlier? You were begging me for more weren't you?" Mei coos, thrusting in and out of your mouth, eliciting a gagging sound every time the tip hit the back of your throat. Aizu's tongue darting out to lick your clit as wet sounds filled the room.
"Uh-huh, hah, agh~!" Mei taunts. A shrill, butchered version of what you must've sounded like earlier, slamming her hips forward one last time making you splutter on the thick substance that coated her toy.
"How does it taste?" She teased you, panting and wiggling her hips. You would have replied, but between your lungs burning from lack of oxygen and your throat sore from having her hips pressed up against your face while she fucked you silly you could only whine.
"I bet you're gonna cum soon, with little ol' Ai eating you out like a starved man." She hums, shoving her hips all the way down and grinding into your face.
You make a gurgled sound akin to a moan, bucking your hips in time with Aizu tongue. Face deep into your cunt as she slurped up your juices, absolutely drunk on your pussy.
"Ya Want it, don't you? Need to feel Aizus fingers pounding your cunt while I make you cum with my cock in your mouth." Mei taunted you, hardly giving you room to breathe.
"Fuck— Then do it. Fucking cum because I know your just a whore- That's all you'll ever be—" She rambled on, thrusting one last time before Stilling herself. Hands holding a fistful of your hair, listening to you gurgle and choke on her cock as you came undone,.
Hands clawing at the bed sheets, nails leaving long trails in the fabric. Pussy clenching relentlessly around Aizu's fingers as you came.
"Mmf, so lewd." She cooed, slowly slipping the hot pink dildo out of your mouth drool and spit covering it.
"O-oh you tasted so good." Aizu whispered, absentmindedly licking her licks clean but considering how practically her entire jaw was covered in slick it did nothing to help.
"Hey..." Mei started grabbing your attention though barely, the smirk that felt like it was permanently etched into her face widening slightly.
"Have you ever squirted before?"
#Fawn | Aizu - War#Fawn | Mei - Famine#fanfic#writing#female original character#fiction#yandere content#yandere oc#female yandere#four horsemen of the apocalypse#kinktober#threes0me#Sexual content#female reader#cw manipulation#aphrodisiac#original character#oc x reader#female x reader#exhibition kink#vouyeurism#fem reader#strappon#smut#gxg smut#sub reader#mostly pwp#smut tag#Fawn | Kinktober#cw dubious consent
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[ sfw | TW ; Coercion, CNC but can be seen as dubcon, Prey and Predator Dynamic, Implied Sexual Content, Violence, Degradation, Erisa isn't human, hunting, Size Difference, Some groping, biting, Some aftercare, Inhuman Anatomy, Blood, General Yandere Content]
Female Yandere x Gender Neutral Reader
No post Thursday.... Doing kinktober,,, 2k words and 'm not done
Erisa never got why you were so interesting to be around, sure you were cute, sweet, naive, always talking as if she actually cared about what you're saying.
But she thinks what drawn her to you the most was how human you were. Even though you tried your best, there are still times she can see that anxiety building up in the back of your mind any time she stands to her full height, fighting back prey instincts to run away from her because even then— You both knew she'd catch you.
She always did, and this time wasn't different.
Your breath was fast and hot against her unusually cold skin. Wide eyes peered up at hers as your body squirmed under her grip. Her long pointed nails dug into your arms where she had forced them down. The aroma of fear mixed with sweat wafted through the air as she moved closer.
Rather than causing harm, Erisa let out a gentle chuckle as she pressed her lips against your earlobe and murmured "Calm down little one - I would never hurt you...unless I wanted to."
You can feel the warmth spreading across your face intensified as you attempted to wriggle away — But compared to her towering form you couldn't escape her grasp. She tightened her hold as she continued to tease you, warm breath tickling down your neck.
You turned away from her and clamped your eyes shut in hopes of avoiding eye contact.
"So tiny..." She crooned softly, Her third arm reaching up to cup your face. "So vulnerable," She whispered, cheeks squeezing together so that your mouth was shaped into an 'O'. "So easy to kill."
"I could probably snap your neck right now if I wanted to..." she mused, imagining the scene in her mind. The look of fear, betrayal, shock permanently etched onto your face— what a sight to behold.
Her hand moved down from your face to your chest, skimming over the fabric of your shirt.
Erisa trailed her fingers across your chest partially admiring the size of her palm compared to your abdomen. You swore you could feel shivers running through as her coolness touched your warmth. You knew you felt something other than fear too—something animalistic and carnal.
She too seemed to sensed the shift in your emotions and grinned, sharp teeth shining ever so slightly. "You like this, don't you?" she whispered huskily. "You like when I use you for my own wants 'n needs." Teasingly, she tugged at your shirt until it came off with a sharp rip.
A combination of a laugh and a sigh escaped Erisa's lips before leaning close and tasting you for the first time. She dragged her freakishly long tongue down your neck, leaving traces of saliva behind. You stifled a whimper and squeezed your thighs together as her tongue continued its journey.
She eventually pulls back with an amused smirk, taking in the sight of your flushed, tear stained face and glistened skin.
"Beautiful," she breathes softly, her head close to your collarbone as she inhales deeply.
"Mmm, you smell amazing— I'm sorry love, but I don't want to drag this out today." These were the only words that issued warning before her teeth sunk themselves into your flesh.
A sharp cry escapes you, pain radiating from where her canines pierced through your skin. The heat of it spreads down your neck like a wildfire. You squirm in her grip, trying and failing to push her away.
After an agonizing minute that felt like hours, she pulled away, leaving behind red stains against her teeth.
Adoringly, she places little kisses along each tooth mark, licking at it and sucking the pooled blood off her tongue with a content hum. The cool sensation of her lips against your burning marks creates a strange duality — washes away the pain moment by moment, replacing it with an ever-present throbbing that intensifies whenever Erisa becomes more adventurous and prods gently the bite wound to make it bleed anew.
"You treat me so well—" she murmurs in between kisses, swallowing thickly.
"Oh I'll praise your name until the heavens are forced to look down upon us and watch." Her voice rambles on in an almost poetic fashion as her fingers tighten around you; the arms holding yours down digging into your forearms slightly while the other two grasps at your waist firmly pressing you against her own body.
"A lamb condemned to slaughter—and by my hands no less—" She continues blathering, taking long licks along the bite marks.
It was bizarre — For someone that was usually so calm and composed unraveling the second seemed to unravel as soon as a drop of your blood touched her lips. You felt her grip relax, and she pulled away, looking sated.
Gently, she lifted you onto her lap. It was hard to believe this was the same creature who'd convince you to let her hunt you, pin you to the ground, and had almost taken a chunk of flesh out of you. She ran her hand through your hair with surprising tenderness, humming softly, tucking a lock of hair behind your ears.
She smiled at how woozy you were from the blood loss. "Little sheep?" she then asked in a quiet voice, lightly tapping your cheek to get your attention.
"We should do this again."
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[ sfw | TW ; Coercion, CNC but can be seen as dubcon, Prey and Predator Dynamic, Implied Sexual Content, Violence, Degradation, Erisa isn't human, hunting, Size Difference, Some groping, biting, Some aftercare, Inhuman Anatomy, Blood, General Yandere Content]
Female Yandere x Gender Neutral Reader
No post Thursday.... Doing kinktober,,, 2k words and 'm not done
Erisa never got why you were so interesting to be around, sure you were cute, sweet, naive, always talking as if she actually cared about what you're saying.
But she thinks what drawn her to you the most was how human you were. Even though you tried your best, there are still times she can see that anxiety building up in the back of your mind any time she stands to her full height, fighting back prey instincts to run away from her because even then— You both knew she'd catch you.
She always did, and this time wasn't different.
Your breath was fast and hot against her unusually cold skin. Wide eyes peered up at hers as your body squirmed under her grip. Her long pointed nails dug into your arms where she had forced them down. The aroma of fear mixed with sweat wafted through the air as she moved closer.
Rather than causing harm, Erisa let out a gentle chuckle as she pressed her lips against your earlobe and murmured "Calm down little one - I would never hurt you...unless I wanted to."
You can feel the warmth spreading across your face intensified as you attempted to wriggle away — But compared to her towering form you couldn't escape her grasp. She tightened her hold as she continued to tease you, warm breath tickling down your neck.
You turned away from her and clamped your eyes shut in hopes of avoiding eye contact.
"So tiny..." She crooned softly, Her third arm reaching up to cup your face. "So vulnerable," She whispered, cheeks squeezing together so that your mouth was shaped into an 'O'. "So easy to kill."
"I could probably snap your neck right now if I wanted to..." she mused, imagining the scene in her mind. The look of fear, betrayal, shock permanently etched onto your face— what a sight to behold.
Her hand moved down from your face to your chest, skimming over the fabric of your shirt.
Erisa trailed her fingers across your chest partially admiring the size of her palm compared to your abdomen. You swore you could feel shivers running through as her coolness touched your warmth. You knew you felt something other than fear too—something animalistic and carnal.
She too seemed to sensed the shift in your emotions and grinned, sharp teeth shining ever so slightly. "You like this, don't you?" she whispered huskily. "You like when I use you for my own wants 'n needs." Teasingly, she tugged at your shirt until it came off with a sharp rip.
A combination of a laugh and a sigh escaped Erisa's lips before leaning close and tasting you for the first time. She dragged her freakishly long tongue down your neck, leaving traces of saliva behind. You stifled a whimper and squeezed your thighs together as her tongue continued its journey.
She eventually pulls back with an amused smirk, taking in the sight of your flushed, tear stained face and glistened skin.
"Beautiful," she breathes softly, her head close to your collarbone as she inhales deeply.
"Mmm, you smell amazing— I'm sorry love, but I don't want to drag this out today." These were the only words that issued warning before her teeth sunk themselves into your flesh.
A sharp cry escapes you, pain radiating from where her canines pierced through your skin. The heat of it spreads down your neck like a wildfire. You squirm in her grip, trying and failing to push her away.
After an agonizing minute that felt like hours, she pulled away, leaving behind red stains against her teeth.
Adoringly, she places little kisses along each tooth mark, licking at it and sucking the pooled blood off her tongue with a content hum. The cool sensation of her lips against your burning marks creates a strange duality — washes away the pain moment by moment, replacing it with an ever-present throbbing that intensifies whenever Erisa becomes more adventurous and prods gently the bite wound to make it bleed anew.
"You treat me so well—" she murmurs in between kisses, swallowing thickly.
"Oh I'll praise your name until the heavens are forced to look down upon us and watch." Her voice rambles on in an almost poetic fashion as her fingers tighten around you; the arms holding yours down digging into your forearms slightly while the other two grasps at your waist firmly pressing you against her own body.
"A lamb condemned to slaughter—and by my hands no less—" She continues blathering, taking long licks along the bite marks.
It was bizarre — For someone that was usually so calm and composed unraveling the second seemed to unravel as soon as a drop of your blood touched her lips. You felt her grip relax, and she pulled away, looking sated.
Gently, she lifted you onto her lap. It was hard to believe this was the same creature who'd convince you to let her hunt you, pin you to the ground, and had almost taken a chunk of flesh out of you. She ran her hand through your hair with surprising tenderness, humming softly, tucking a lock of hair behind your ears.
She smiled at how woozy you were from the blood loss. "Little sheep?" she then asked in a quiet voice, lightly tapping your cheek to get your attention.
"We should do this again."
#Fawn | Erisa#fanfic#writing#female original character#new writer#fiction#yandere content#yandere oc#female yandere#tw coercion#tw violence#tw blo0d#tw dubcon#tw hunting#tw size difference#tw biting#dark romance#dark fic#cw dubious consent#monster romance#oc x reader#gender neutral reader#female yandere x reader#female oc#female oc x reader#cw violence#cw blo0d
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