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adkawariatka · 3 days

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I can’t stop thinking about this idea soooo here is another part.

In hindsight Tim really shouldn’t have worked himself so much about that friend of Damian. Why you might think? Becouse spying your brother’s friend is an invasion of his privacy? Or just creepy? Or maybe its unfair towards said brother and his friend? No. No Tim problem was much more human shaped. He did plan to be subtle but with DAMIAN. Not with his very annoying and moral older brother. When Dick found him in Bat Cave in his work trance and asked him what he was doing…. Tim just told him, damn his one track focus. It earned him a lecture about privacy, respect and morals….So he was forbidden from any camera videos in areas that Damian met his misterious friend. He felt so frustrated when he tried to explain his worries to Dick and he called him paranoid… which fair he may be sometimes fixated on some cases and a little suspicious of everything too… normal. But Dick was just so happy about the information that Damian had a friend, that he did not think about the fact that other normal 10 year old would never be able to talk with Damian about complicated emotion problems … let alone how to solve them. The time of Damian working on friends mission, Or differently meeting with some stranger, and changing his behaviours at manor lined. SO that someone needed to talk with Damian about his social problems. The only logical way of explaining the „condinience” would be if that person was someone older. Old enough to understand social interactions to the level that allowed them to introduce it to Damian. It painted disturbing picture to Tim. Some Creep manipulating his younger brother. It can lead to a disaster not only for Damian but all the Waynes. What if he will Trust that person and tell them their secret? The talk with Damian only opened his eyes that above all the training the kid had he was still just that: a kid. The only thing that Dick advised him was to go and talk with Damian. Which ok, last time went well but…. he might at least try.

Tim did not wanted to believe that it was that easy. Of course he didnt start to snoop about the friend yet…. But just interacted with Damian. First time was really akward but they got past it. Tim still cringes at the memory:

It was after patrol they were changing in to civilian clothes. Tim was battling with his thoughts how to start conversation when Damian started to pull out his equipment for sharpening his katana. And he thoght that it is as good subject as any other.

-how long does it take to sharpen it?

Damian stopped what he was doing and gazed at him warly. They stood in complete silence long enough to be uncomfortable. Tim started to think that it was mistake when Damian broke the silence.

-do you…want to see?

And Tim did want. It turned out that it was great idea. Damian talked for almost an hour about granuality of sandpaper used to sharpen his katana, different kinds of oils and even how to storage it properly. Tim was impressed by detailed knowledge and experienced movements. That was his first full Blown conversation with Damian and it was great.

After that they interacted with each other more and more outside of patrols. They weren’t conversations of utter importance, but Tim got fond of them. More often than not it revolved around things as trivial as favourite books, school, fight techniques Or even hobbies. If Tim was being honest he did not Think that Damian would ever talk about such topics. In the past he often expressed his annoyance at information of this type, but not anymore. Tim suspected that it was the influence of his „friend”. However among those unsuspecting subjects Damian sometimes asked questions that worried Tim.

One of the untold rules of their interactions were that they never talked about the „deep stuff”. Which was why he was so surprised by sudden change of topics during unsuspecting conversation about donating clothes to Damian school, which by the way he was doing things like that now. Without any warning he heard question:

- when you were living in Darke manor were you… lonely?

That was weird question to ask without warning. But… was Damian worried about him? Or was he feeling like he has no one close? But there was also second aspect: From beggining of their interactions they avoided any subjects that Tim was prying for and here Damian was offering it on silver platter. He was not going to waste that chance.

-hmmm… well I was young and alone for most of the time so yes I was

Damian seemed to mull over that information. After short pause he started

- What did you do to feel better?

- I mostly tried to take my mind elsewhere. I cooked, cleaned, studied, went around making photos of Batman in the middle of the night… but I wouldn’t recommend that to anyone. Oh and I read many many books. But you know the best option is to go to people that care for you.

- that seems acceptable.

After that Damian came back to the previous subject. Tim felt a little dumbfounded. He couldn’t shake the impression that he was the one grilled for information in this situation.

Not long after that memorable conversation Damian started going to library very often. Tim was now seriously worried. Did Damian felt lonely? Did he actually think that he has no one. It didn’t seat with Tim right. He doesn’t mean that he was uneasy with Damian trying to help himself… it was more about the fact that he was doing it wrong… he had Dick and Bruce, Alfred, his supposed friend… hell Tim was right here! He thought that their relationship was better. He thought… he doesn’t know what he felt but he was damn upset about it. If Damian does not came to Tim then he will come to him. When he passed library third time that week and Damian was there picking books he decided that it was enough.

When he entered Damian was standing on a small stool picking books from the shelf high above his head. Tim walked to the stack of already picked ones and went through their titles

- I didn’t know you were interested in astrology… or maths and physics

- I am not

Replayed Damian without the beat of hestitation. Tim looked at him as if he grown second head.

-then… why did you choose those books? I can help you find some about katanas or animals

- I appreciate the offer but I do not require your assistance.

Tim stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, while Damian apparently found what he was looking for and got of the stool. He turned around and meet Tim’s unsure eyes. In his hand he held huge brown book with constellations on the cover. Damian studied him for a moment.

- Drake

- Damian IF I can somehow help…

Cut in Tim trying to act as a responsible older brother. Where the hell was dick when he was needed. He was the emotional one. His small breakdown was interrupted by Damian words:

- Timothy I don’t know what inaccurate conclusion you created but whatever you are thinking is wrong

It sounded only a little as an insult. That’s progress but it does not solve his problem.

- Damian if you look for a way to feel better…

Tim trailed off God he was awful at this. He had problems processing his feelings how was he supposed to untangle Damian’s?!

- Ancients Those books are not for me.

Tim stared dumbfounded. Who the hell were ancients and if books weren’t for Damian then…

-they are for Danny

Ok Tim did not know from when did Damian started using nicknames, or who was Danny but he started to have his suspicions. Who did Damian became close lately? To the mysterious friend. It was not difficult from there.

-soooo Danny told you he was lonely?

Tim swears that if some creep is trying to pry on his little brother developing compassion then he is going to make sure he will pay for it very high price. He needs as much information as he can get.

- No he did not. But I observed that…his mood drops whenever we had gone longer without seeing each other…. Your advise seems to help

Huh. Tim did not expect that. However that does not seem that it is not manipulation either. Danny might be playing the victim to ensure that Damian trusts him completely.

- hey Damian how old is Danny?

Damian narrowed his eyes and tensed. Oops Tim just crossed the line.

- I don’t see any reason I should inform you about that.

That was rather cold. Tim is glad that Damian’s katana is away from his hand radious.

- If he is lonely then he could sometimes visit manor. Come for dinner or something. It’s not like our friends don’t visit.

Damian eyes softened a little. Tim counted this as a win.

- I will take that into account.

After that Tim helped Damian carry his books to his room and tried not to worry too much about his suspicions.

In Tim’s defense he did not plan this. He was just checking out the coffee shop close to the park when he bumped into them in the doorway. He exited said store when he stumbled into someone. Only after a moment he processed that said someone held in hands the same huge brown book with familiar constalations on the cover. And sure enough when he looked to the left there was standing Damian. The boy who held the book was Laughing and looking at his younger brother. Tim studied him carefully he had piercing blue eyes, hollow cheeks indicating malnutrition and black tangled hair that seemed in serious need of a cut. He was wearing jeans that in the past were probably navy blue but now seemed more gray and brown pulled jumper very similar to what he used to wear few years ago. He was lanky in that unhealthy way that kids from troubled homes were. Tim smiled slyly and caught Damian eyes. He seemed really tense.

- hey Danny nice finally meeting you!

#danny fenton #danny phantom #dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #dick grayson #dpxdc #tim drake #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #story #writing

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paperclip-skz · 2 days

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Little Red

fem*Reader x Bang Chan

*WARNING*

contains: oral (f receiving), over-clothes stimulation, teasing, unprotected sex, chasing, and mention of prey, let me know if I missed anything.

WC: 2k

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“3 minutes!” His voice echoes through the empty house. Your heart is thundering against your ribcage and your breath is lost in your throat. The proof of your excitement is evident between your legs, creating a sticky moisture between your thighs.

You showed Chan the new outfit you bought thinking he would take it off of you right away, little did you know he would be chasing you through the house, playing a game of cat-and-mouse.

You stand there in your new outfit you had just gotten yesterday, your legs shaking. You bought it to surprise Chan, he had been busy all week and today was his first day completely off. You wanted to take advantage of it. Your costume isn’t much of anything, it's a small red and white dress just barely covering your upper thighs, it's practically see-through, but the sheer ends just below your breasts. You chose not to wear panties thinking that your bright red booty shorts were enough. The costume is complimented with a mini bright red cape draping over your head,

You thought he would find it cute and sexy, but once he said “You have 5 minutes to run”

You tilt your head with a confused expression. “Wha-”

He cuts you off as he begins to stand. “I catch you, I fuck you. You have 5 minutes to run.”

A chill sprints up your spine and your panties begin to dampen. The excitement pumping through you like you had just gotten off a roller coaster. He stalks to you with a few more steps, his eyes becoming much darker than what you were used to; his innocent brown gaze lost by a monstrous look.

You both stare at each other a minute too long until he breaks out of your trance “4 minutes.”

Before you can register and stand there a second longer, your legs react. Sprinting through your house. You bolt to the stairs and run up them as fast as you can.

Your costume swings and sways with each turn you make through the house. “2 minutes!” he calls out, and you duck into a nearby room not knowing if it's a closet, a bathroom, or your shared bedroom. You take a moment to capture your surroundings, it's one of your spare bedrooms. You quietly tip-toe to the closet, opening it and stepping in between the winter jackets tucked inside.

Your hand shoots up to cover your mouth, silently begging for your breathing to calm down. Why am I hiding, don’t I want him to catch me? The conflict in your mind battles between purposely getting caught and staying hidden away. You and Chan have always been so open about your sexual desires, he always teased you that you were his prey and he was yours, but this is a whole other level of prey.

“One more minute little red!” he calls out which makes your breath catch in your throat.

You can feel your heart beating against you and the wetness between your legs is so prominent you have to squeeze your thighs shut. Certainly, he wouldn’t mind, would he?

The combination of anticipation and eagerness to have him inside you is overwhelming. So, you slide off your red booty shorts separating the cold air from your pussy. You successfully take them off and slide them beside you not wanting to create too much noise.

“Here I come!” You hear him shout indicating that his patience has ended. Was that really 5 minutes?

Your breathing slows down a bit, making the tight space even quieter. His footsteps echo around the house, creating a thunderous sound bouncing off the walls. You can hear him enter an empty room growing particularly frustrated when he can’t find you. The idea of staying hidden becomes more arousing because you know the second he does find you he will have no control over himself.

Your hand slips down in between your legs, your legs spread just enough to reach your wet folds. You rub gentle circles on your clit, your other hand still covering your mouth. You're not rubbing hard enough to create too much pressure, so your moans aren’t loud, but you're not quiet either. Thinking you might be caught like this because of your moans sends a thrill straight to your core. Your eyes flutter closed as you relish in the feeling of being touched, even if it’s your own hand. You're so lost in the sensation that you don’t hear the door to the room you are in open, it's not until you hear footsteps outside of the closed closet, that you snap out of your mind and your hand halts its movements.

His gentle footsteps inch around the room, not rushed, but still on a mission to find you. “The things I’m gonna do to you when I find you.”

With your hand still between your legs, you start circling your clit again thinking of all the things Chan could do to you. He could ravish you for all you care, make you scream and whimper his name till the neighbors complained, make you squirm with overstimulation, and then kiss your body till your numb-

You moan at your own thoughts. A gasp leaves your lips and you can hear a small gasp come from outside of the closet.

Suddenly, the closet door swings open and you see Chan already shirtless standing before you. You bat your eyelashes up at him and he growls, literally growls, at you. He’s truly become an animal. Your breathing picks up again, acting like you’ve just run miles. He stares at you for a second longer, seeing your exposed legs, the hand between them, and how your nipples are poking through the thin fabric of the costume. Immediately he picks you up, dragging you by your ankles.

He picks you up bridal style, but not for long because he’s throwing you onto the bed in the room in no time.

He’s on top of you letting his hands roam all over you. His lips latch onto the crook of your neck leaving small hickeys. He lifts his head slightly to catch his breath. “Color?”

“Green” you confirm, he growls at your permission. He dives back down to your skin, clawing at the fabric still shielding your body. “Chris” you whine as he is still kissing you, sloppy kisses and purple hickeys marking your skin.

“What? Use your words” he commands in between kisses.

“Need you, please” you beg

He chuckles at your desperation. You tug his face to yours to kiss him passionately. He breaks the kiss to stare at your gaze “Want your big bad wolf to destroy you?”

You nod, wrapping your legs around his waist to pull him closer.

His crotch rubs against your exposed core and the friction sends you both groaning. His head leans down to see his already rock-hard tent rub against your wetness, then he lifts up with a new fire in his eyes.

Chan leans up to unbutton his jeans letting them fall to his ankles, his boxers not far behind. In record time he lineing himself up at your entrance. The wetness already dripping onto the sheets.

Chan’s stare is relentless as he flicks his tip over your clit. You gasp wanting more of him, wanting him inside. “Chris” you whine, tugging his shoulders to desperately bring him closer. You don’t care if you look pathetic, you’ve seen him literally on his knees sucking on your clit.

“You look beautiful like this, you know that? Desperate for me to fill you up” another flick against your clit, your head slams against the sheets, and your back arches off the bed trying to find the real friction you need. “Silly riding hood, you weren’t mean to get caught by the big bad wolf” he chuckles at his own teasing, again another flick. Surely he can’t handle more of his teasing than I can. “Now the big bad wolf has to eat you up.”

To your surprise, Chan doesn’t push into you. Instead, he leans down onto his knees. He’s face to face with your core, blowing on your sensitive bud. Without a second to waste, Chan dives into your pussy licking and sucking at your clit and then traveling his tongue up and down your folds, making sure to get every last drop of wetness that's gathered there. Your back becomes one with the ceiling with how much it arches off the bed, your eyes roll to the back of your skull, and your moans become uncontrollable. He moans against you, the vibrations creating a new sensation.

“Ah- Chris. Don’t stop, please don’t stop” you call out. His hands grab at your hips forcing them down and closer to his face, taking his tongue and dipping it inside you. The soft feeling of his tongue coating your walls is what sends you closer and closer to the edge. He takes his time rotating his tongue from dipping it into your walls, running it over your folds, and flicking it over your clit.

You get closer and closer that you're screaming his name. “Chris! I’m close, I’m so so close” I’m gon-”

Swiftly Chan stands up, removing himself from your core, right before your orgasm. Your whine comes out as more of a grunt until he leans back down over you and kisses you. Your arousal lingers on his tongue and his chin. You can taste yourself on him and it just sends a zing of pleasure straight to your core.

Chan angles himself at your entrance once again, while still kissing you, and then pushes into you. The stretch is a pleasurable pain and you both moan into each other's mouths. He stays still for a moment letting you adjust to the new feeling of being full of him. “Please tell me I can move baby”

The pain and pleasure become too much too vocal, so you just nod your head. Chan begins to move his hip at a slow pace, the pain slowly becoming a beautiful burn. Your face shapes into a delightful “O” giving him a single to take his pace ever so slightly faster.

“Chris”

“Yea, beautiful?”

“Deeper” your eyes are darker, wanting nothing more than the connection between the two of you to last forever.

He moans at your request taking his thrusts deeper into you hitting your G-spot in the process. As his movements become more rapid your hand shoots over your head, letting the fabric stretch as well. Chan lets his hands grip your breasts, pinching and kneading the hardened nipple.

You feel the knot in your stomach twist and you know you're close. Chan’s eyebrow begins to scrunch and you can also tell he's about to fall apart with you. You take one of your hands to caress his face and he leans into your touch, kissing your wrist. His thrusts becoming sloppy, Chan takes one of his hands away from your breasts to rub your clit in slow circles. That's what does it. The knot that was forming in your chest breaks and you feel your orgasm wash over you in an extreme way. Chan takes a few more thrusts deep in you until you feel him spasm inside, letting himself fill you up.

He collapses onto you his nose nuzzled into your neck, you're both out of breath. There's a few moments of silence until you feel his chest vibrate. “You're laughing?” You can’t help the small chuckle that escapes your lips at his reaction.

“You let me call you Riding Hood. This doesn't feel real”

“Oh, it's real baby” You start fiddling his his hair, petting his scalp.

He lifts his head to place a gentle kiss on your lips, his lips linger for a moment relishing in the feeling of your soft lips on his.

“Let me test it, one more time” In a split second Chan is right back on top of you kissing you more passionately than ever.

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lifestruestories · 2 days

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#woman #samurai #writing #blog #story #short story #true story #history #warrior

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tightsweatyclothes · 16 hours

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An idea for a game: she is bound and placed within an enclosure, less than a metre in height. She just needs to get out of the enclosure to get to the unlocked door, and freedom. Easy enough to push herself against the enclosure walls and get up, but the catch is that touching the enclosure walls will set up debilitating shocks in the collar, so that even a brush will send her into a frenzy of agony. She can try to get her legs underneath her from a sitting position, but the armbinder behind her either messes up her centre of gravity, or forces her torso forward, blocking her own bound legs from getting beneath her body. She may, with great effort, push her bound limbs into a kneeling position, as above, but from there it is almost impossible to stand up. The door beyond the enclosure stands ajar: once out of the enclosure, she could literally push it to get out of the warehouse, whose metal roof makes it a furnace in the heat. Hours pass, and her tormentors have force-fed her bitter and rotten-tasting fluids to stop her from overheating several times before leaving her to her struggles once more, but she is no closer to freedom than before, though it stares her right in the face. At night they leash her to the corner and recharge her collar, and she sleeps as best she can while bound, and in the day the struggle begins anew, sometimes with a bunch of keys for her restraints, which hands trapped in an armbinder cannot possibly use, thrown in to tease her still further.

#hot and sweaty #rubber prison #sauna suit #tight bodysuit #mmmmph #teasing #taunting #tantalus torture #story

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bahar-misalim-blog · 9 hours

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Her şey sende başlar, sende biter.

Yeter ki yürekli ol; tükenme, tüketme, tükkettirme içindeki yaşama sevgisini.

Hep hatırla; zoru zor eyleyen de sensin, zoru kolay eyleyen de!

#Musmutlu #Günler #Dilerim

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petitelepus · 2 days

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The Demon Gift: Choosing Hantengu, Part 8

Demon!Slave!Hantengu X Fem!Reader

Summary: It's the day after your passionate night with Hantengu and now his clones want turns with you also and who are you really to say no to them?

Warnings: SMUT, NAUGHTY, SO NAUGHTY, KIDS GO AWAY, BREEDING KINK, NAUGHTY TALK, PREGNANCY KINK MAYBE?

A/N: Demon Slave AU, Domesticated Demons, Reader Insert, Fem!Reader, Hantengu, Master/Slave, Karaku, Sekido, Urogi, Aizetsu

Tags: @hantenguclonesimp-minuszoha, @star-dust-wanderer, @karmalizedpixie

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8

The night with Hantengu was probably a night you would never forget. You enjoyed the sex and as far as you knew, so did Hantengu, but by the time you had awoken the next day he was gone. You had been confused, but you expected that he might have gone downstairs to eat.

You would have joined him, but you were covered in old sweat and the Demon's cum. So you took a quick shower and dressed up before heading to the kitchen downstairs.

"Morning-!" You were saying as you stepped into the kitchen area, fully expecting to see Hantengu, but your eyes landed on all 4 clones of his.

"Good morning Mistress!" Urogi greeted you excitedly and you nodded back at him, "Morning."

"Had a nice night?" Karaku asked with a wide grin and you rolled your eyes as you walked to the coffee maker and started to prepare coffee how you liked it.

"You guys are part of Hantengu, shouldn't you know by now how it went?" You asked and you heard the Demon of pleasure cackle, "Yeah, we just wanted to hear you say it."

"What, that I had amazing sex with Hantengu? Where is he anyway?" You asked as you turned to properly look at the Demons. The said Demons shared grins, frowns, and looks with each other before Aizetsu looked at you, "The original one is resting, but... Do you think... That we would have a chance with you also?"

"You-!" You were saying when you suddenly remembered how the 4 Demons had some fun with you last night before you had chosen Hantengu as your partner. You blushed a little and thought about your reply, but then your coffee maker peeped, letting you know that the coffee was done.

"Just a second guys," You said as you picked yourself a mug from the cabinet and prepared the coffee the way you liked it, before joining the clones on the table. You managed to take two sips of your coffee before the clones got impatient.

"Well?" Sekido frowned, "What's your reply?"

"Hmm..." You hummed as you thought about it and honestly, you couldn't come up with any reason why you couldn't sleep with them also. They were part of Hantengu after all and you did like them and based on their actions last night, they liked you back just as much if not even more.

"I think I'm okay with it." You finally replied, "I mean... You guys pretty much had me cornered yesterday... But I didn't hate it."

"Felt good, didn't it?" Karaku asked and you blushed a little, but hid it by taking a sip of your coffee, "Yes..."

"When can we have some more fun?" Urogi asked and your blush grew so strong it made your cheeks tingle, "A- any time is fine..."

"Now?" Aizetsu asked and you almost choked on your coffee, "W- Wait, hold on, I just woke up!"

"Today then?" Sekido asked and you almost couldn't believe what you were hearing. It felt a little like you were being interrogated... Not that you minded it that much, but you were a human whose stamina was much lower than Demon's.

"Fi- Fine, but one at a time! I don't know if I can handle all 4 of you at once!" You exclaimed before quietly muttering by yourself, "Not yet anyways..."

"Fine by us!" Urogi laughed and Karaku grinned, "So, when do you want to do it with me?"

"Hold on, why should you get to go first!?" Sekido growled and the green-eyed Demon grinned, "I'm the Demon of pleasure, remember? It's only natural that Mistress would want to sleep with me first!"

"That's not true!" Sekido snapped and very sorry-looking Aizetsu glanced at you, "Which one of us you would prefer first?"

"I'm fine with anyone really." You replied casually as you sipped your coffee, "You guys can decide who gets a turn with me first."

"How are we supposed to agree on that!?" Sekido was losing his cool and you hummed as you thought about it... And after thinking for a second or two, you smiled, "I got it!"

The Demons looked at you curiously as you put your half-empty cup of coffee down so you could search for something to write on. Finally, you found some sticky notes in one drawer and a pencil from another and started to scribble something on the notes.

"Tadaa!" You cheered as you showed the notes to the Demons and they realized that you had written their names on the little pieces of paper.

"What are those for?" Sekido frowned and you grinned as you reached for a bowl from the cabinet.

"It's as simple as can be! I will put your names in the bowl and pick one and whoever I pick gets to..." You blushed a little, "Gets to have their way with me..."

"That..." Aizetsu nodded, "That sounds reasonable."

"Alright, I'm in!" Urogi laughed and Karaku grinned, "I can't lose this one!"

"This better be fair!" Sekido snapped and you cheered quietly as you found a bowl that was big enough. You folded the notes equally small, dropped them on the bowl, and gave them a good mix, closing your eyes to be extra sure that you wouldn't know which note had whose name.

"Okay, does one of you want to hold the bowl so I can't see?" You asked and Aizetsu stepped forward, "I'll do it."

"Thank you," You nodded as you handed the bowl to the Demon of Sorrow, who gave the papers a little mix just to be sure and then held the bowl above your head. You were ready, so you reached up and blindly felt the notes before you picked one.

"Okay, and the first one is...." You blinked, "Urogi!"

"YES!" The Demon of Joy cheered out loud as he fist-pumped the air and the other clones groaned, but it was a fair game so they couldn't exactly complain.

"Congrats Urogi," You clapped your hands as you grumbled the note with his name on it and threw it into the trash, "When do you want to-?"

"Tonight!" The yellow-eyed demon exclaimed, "I want to fuck you tonight!"

"That was quick," You chuckled a little and he smirked, "Oh, trust me, I'm nothing but quick when I get it on!"

"Not what- You know what? Okay," You raised your hands up in surrender, "Tonight, in my room?"

"No, come to mine."

You blinked in confusion but nodded anyway since you had nothing against Urogi's want to fuck in his room. When you were all moving in and choosing your rooms, you had all promised not to go to another one's room without permission. It was kinda like a test of trust and you valued the trust you had with the Demons so you hadn't gone to their rooms.

You trusted them, so you didn't doubt Urogi at all. You were a little unsure what you would walk into. Would he have a nest built there? You were curious to see it with your own two eyes.

"So, guys..." You started as you picked up your earlier coffee and took a sip. Yew, it was cold already. You poured the coffee into the sink and looked at the Demons, "What would you like to do today?"

The day went on as any other day, but there was this feeling hanging in the air around you and the Demons. You were pretty sure it was because later that day, just before nightfall, you and Urogi would fuck. You both knew it as did the rest of the clones.

"Wish me luck guys," You smiled and Urogi laughed as he followed behind you, "She's going to need it!"

"Knowing you, definitely...!" Sekido growled and you couldn't help but snort a little at his jab. You climbed the stairs up and stopped in front of Urogi's door. The Demon grinned as he opened the door and held it open for you, "Ladies first!"

"Even on thin ice," You smiled as you stepped inside. You were actually pretty surprised to see how clean and organized Urogi's room was. Being one of the most chaotic Demons you knew, you were expecting a mess, but he really surprised you.

"Wow, Urogi, your room is really-!" You were saying when the Demon suddenly grabbed you and kissed you hard. You yelped, a little startled and he used the opportunity to deepen the kiss.

It took a second, but you caught up with him and finally kissed him back. Urogi growled against you as he used his claws to rip off your clothes.

"I've been dying to do that the whole day...!" The Demon said as he kissed you.

"Urogi..." You panted against his lips, but he just smirked, "Hold still...!"

And you did because you knew that one wrong move could end up with you getting hurt. The Demon undressed you quickly, leaving you naked before him. You blushed, feeling a little embarrassed by your sudden nudity, and moved to cover yourself with your hands.

"Aww, why would you do that?" Urogi asked with a devious smile, "I've already seen you naked, remember? There is nothing I haven't seen."

"I, uh..." Now you felt just silly, covering as if you were still untouched, "You're right."

"Well..." He smirked, "Almost nothing."

You blinked, wondering what he meant, but the Demon quickly picked you up like you weighed nothing and threw you on his bed. You yelped as you bounced on the soft mattress and Urogi followed quickly after you, but he didn't climb on top of you like you expected.

"Open your legs," He ordered and you blushed, "Urogi-!"

"Up up! My night, my rules!"

You pouted a little as your cheeks burned, but you slowly spread your legs open, showing him yourself as you were.

"Yes, just like that...!" Urogi grinned almost manically, "You're so gorgeous!"

How could you resist his compliments? You weren't the prettiest there was, but just like Hantengu, Urogi seemed to think otherwise. All this was so new and exciting...

"Play with yourself." He said and you blinked, stunned "Wait, what?"

"I can't touch you like I want to with my talons," He replied as he showed you his avian hands and sharp claws, "Unless you wanna risk it?"

You trusted Urogi, you really did, so you trusted that what he was saying was true. He knew his limits and what he could and couldn't do. You had to admire that, because any other guy would have probably ignored your safety, but not him.

So as embarrassed as you were, you slipped your hand between your legs and started to play with yourself. Slowly, you were getting more and more into it and you started to moan as your fingers grew wet with your juices. Urogi's yellow eyes were absolutely gleaming in joy and excitement as he watched you play with yourself.

"Good, now fuck yourself with them...!"

"Ngh..." You whined as you inserted your fingers one by one inside you and started to thrust and twist them in a way you enjoyed most. You were getting even wetter and each thrust made these embarrassing squelching sounds, but those seemed to excite Urogi even more.

"Alright, that's enough!" He snapped suddenly.

"Give me your hand. I want to taste you." He ordered and you nodded as you pulled your fingers out of your sex and offered the glistening digits to him. Urogi grinned gleefully as he grasped your wrist and wrapped his lips around your fingers, licking and sucking them clean.

"You taste so good...!" He moaned as he let you pull your fingers back, "I want to taste you more!"

That was the only warning you got before the Demon got on his knees between your legs and buried his face into your sex.

"Urogi!" You cried out his name as his hot tongue lapped your wet sex. Your legs almost snapped shut, but he wrapped his hands around your thighs as carefully as he could in the heat of the moment and held them open as he ate you out.

"So good...!" He moaned against you, making your hips buck into his mouth, "So responsive! It's so cute!"

"Urogi please...!" You moaned his name, not fully knowing what you were begging for. More? Release? Mercy? But just as you started to feel that coil in your tummy tighten, the Demon pulled away before you could come.

"Urogi!" You cried out desperately and the fiend had the guts to laugh merrily, "Oh, you're so cute when you're needy!"

"Please...!" You whined, not caring how pitiful you sounded, "I'm so close..."

"Good!" He laughed as he grabbed your hips, minding his claws, and pulled you against him, his cock slapping your sex as he positioned himself, "Because I'm going to put a baby in you!"

"Please Urogi- Wait, what?" You blinked and he smirked as he thrust his cock into you with one hard thrust and you threw your head back as you cried out. You felt so glad he had you prepare yourself because he was huge...!

"Urogi...!" You moaned and he smirked as he used his hold on your hips for leverage and started to eagerly fuck you. You were moaning and whining like a bitch in heat and it made the Demon so happy.

"How does it sound? I bet if I came inside you I would most likely get you pregnant!" He laughed and you whimpered as your sex clenched around him. Somehow, the idea of pregnancy was so erotic...? You never thought about it, about offspring, but now this damn Demon had planted that idea in your mind and your body was acting according to it.

"Oh, you just got tighter! Do you like that? The idea of carrying a filthy slave's Demon child?"

His dirty talk was so filthy, it was erotic and he had you clenching on him harder and harder. Once he noticed how much his words aroused you, he couldn't stop himself from talking.

"Yes, I can already see you!" Urogi cackled almost manically, "So big and round, just full of our Demons...!"

"Urogi...!" You whined his name like it was your personal mantra.

"And I wouldn't stop for one, no, I want a whole pack of little bastards running around!"

"Close...!" You whined pitifully as you were getting close to a release and the Demon didn't seem to be in any better shape than you. You were so cute and sexy, and responsive, who wouldn't want to shoot their load inside you?

"I'm going to come inside! Are you going to be a good Mistress to me and make a baby for me?"

"Ngh- YA...!" You couldn't control yourself anymore, you came with a loud wail, and your sex milked Urogi's cock, eager for his cum. Nothing could have stopped the Demon from coming inside you and as he came, he cackled manically, his wings flaring behind him.

You could feel him coming, his cock shooting cum inside you and there was so much of it, you almost felt bloated. Urogi kept thrusting into you languidly as he emptied himself all the way inside you. Finally, he pulled his cock out of you, and with that out of the way, his cum leaked out of your sex as fat drops.

"Shit, you look so sexy right now!" He laughed and you dared to doubt him. You were sweaty, messy, and dripping cum. You groaned, "I doubt that..."

"I'm not lying, I could easily fuck you again and again!"

"Mercy... Give me a moment to rest...!" You whimpered pitifully and the Demon grunted as he grounded his sharp teeth together, "If you act that way you can expect another load in you soon!"

"Rest first. Then more sex." You said as you made yourself comfortable on the huge bed. Urogi chuckled a little under his breath, but made himself comfortable next to you, resting on his stomach so his wings wouldn't get in the way.

As the two of you rested, you started to wonder if there was a hint of truth in his earlier dirty talk and you got a little worried. You liked children, but you weren't sure if you were ready to have one yourself!

"H- hey...?" You started carefully and Urogi hummed, "Hm? What is it, sweetcheeks?"

"I can't get pregnant, right?" You asked and the Demon turned to look at you and smiled, "I don't think so?"

"Wait, you don't know?!" You gasped and he shrugged lazily, "It never crossed my mind, but I doubt it."

"But-!"

"Have you really heard about people getting impregnated by Demons?" He asked back and you frowned as you thought about it... And you hadn't? However, very few humans had sex with Demons and actually admitted it. The whole thing was really taboo.

"No...?" You thought out loud with a little voice and he grinned, "There you go, doesn't that answer your question?"

"So... Why all the dirty talk about babies and pregnancy?" You asked carefully, "Do you actually want kids?"

"Nah, it's just something that gives me some wind under my wings and gets me going." The Demon rolled on his side and grinned at you, "Also, the idea of you pregnant is hot as Hell."

"Me? Pregnant? Sexy?" You couldn't really believe what you were hearing and chuckled, "I'm not gonna get kids!"

"Ever?" He asked and you shrugged, "I'm not saying never, but who knows?"

"Because if you do, I will gladly offer to fuck you while your tummy grows!"

"You're awful!" You laughed as you gently slapped his shoulder and Urogi chuckled. Your moaning and crying were sexy as Hell, but it was your laughter that was addicting.

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yridenergyridenergy · 7 hours

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What hahahah?

#京 #Kyo #Dir en grey #catwoman #batman #instagram #story #girlfriend #I just woke up Am I still dreaming hah?

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Caged Giant (Titan Origins) pt 4

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Content warnings in tags. It's hard being a titan.

How long had it been since that day? Crashing through the planet’s atmosphere, encased in rock, emerging from the cracked halves under tons and tons of soil.

Sky’s memory was foggy. It may have been a year. Perhaps two or three years.

“Here it is.” The giant said as his enormous self stood before the impact site. A tremendous crater, ringed by mounds of earth and rubble. In the center was a large meteor, mostly buried. Tire tracks and boot prints littered the ground, indicating that humans had investigated the site.

“It’s huge…” Lark said as she peeped out from the giant’s collar.

“Yup. This is where I woke up.” Sky said as he approached the center of the crater and crouched down, touching his fingers the dark space rock.

Lark became excited upon seeing the giant touch the meteor. Her curiosity got the better of her and she tugged at the titan’s shirt.

“Can I look at it? I’ve never seen a meteor before.” She asked, trying to hide her excitement.

“Sure.” Sky laughed as he reached up and let Lark jump into his hand before lowering it to the ground. Lark hopped off and approached the meteor, little blue eyes wide as she gazed up and down the surface.

“It looks like it’s been split in half, such a clean cut…” She uttered as she ran her fingers along the edges. It reminded her of a geode, with the inside being a lighter color than the rough outside.

Sky crouched over her, examining the buried meteor. He furrowed his brows as he gripped the edge, noting how clean the cut was, almost as if a laser split it open.

Lark gazed up at the enormous man above her, engulfed in his shadow. She found herself staring at his intense, serious expression.

“...Sky?” she said timidly, and the giant’s face turned to look at her.

“Huh? Oh. It’s just, you’re right. It was split almost perfectly down the middle. There’s no way it could have broken so evenly without a guide.” The giant’s words were solemn.

Lark looked from the giant’s face to the meteor. She nibbled on her knuckle in thought.

“How did you get encased in a meteor in the first place?” Lark asked the giant.

Sky blinked, then sighed as he sat back heavily on his rear with a loud thump. Lark stood frozen as the ground shook her, and she was met with the towering torso before her, his legs arched above on either side.

“I don’t remember.” Sky said softly. “I don’t remember anything except waking up to dirt falling into my eyes. I dug my way out between this broken hunk of rock. I was so exhausted and weak, I fell asleep as soon as I freed myself.”

Lark was quiet, intently listening to the giant as his hulking body surrounded her. Her little frame knelt down on the ground in the wake of the titan’s shadow.

“And when you woke up…?” She urged the giant to elaborate.

“I… felt this hunger that has never left me since then. Gnawing, aching, compelling me. It’s the only thing I’ve known, the only constant. I didn’t even have a name. I knew I came from the sky, so that was what I called myself.” The giant uttered as he recalled more and more.

“I started to learn about this planet, as I satisfied my hunger… I’d gain knowledge whenever I consumed something new. Humans. Animals. Plants and minerals. Nothing was off the menu. And there are endless things to discover on this planet.” Sky’s face became darker as he went on, and Lark’s nervous little hands gripped her thighs in the presence of an enormous all-consuming being.

“So… is that your goal? To… eat everything?” She asked.

“I don’t know.” Sky huffed as he stared at the meteor again, almost wishing that it would talk to him and provide answers.

“It was the same thing every day for me… until I got captured. And then I met you.” The titan eyed the small woman under his gaze. “Since then I have been… conscious about the decisions I make and how they impact the lives of humans. Until I find out what my true purpose is here, that’s what I’m sticking to.”

Lark felt her cheeks warm as the weight of her decision to free Sky became apparent. She found herself devoted to unraveling his mysteries, anything to keep him interested in her.

Is that really what she wanted? She shook her head.

“Wow, that’s… really awesome.” Lark smiled up at the giant as she stood up. “It’s unfortunate that you don’t remember anything about your past, though.”

“It’s all I’ve known, so it’s fine.” Sky said as he leaned forward, gripping his thighs as he stared down at the human peering up at him. “I just don’t know where to start looking for answers. This meteor doesn’t tell us much.”

“You sure about that?” Lark asked cheerfully. “Maybe you can dig it out and see the full thing, that might help.”

Sky grumbled as he looked at the partially buried meteor. It was under heaps of dirt, but perhaps Lark had a point.

“Alright. You might want to stand back.” The giant said as he reached down and plucked Lark off the ground, then leaned over and set her safely to the side.

The titan then rolled up his sleeves on his pristine white jacket and got to work scraping dirt away with the largest rock he could find. Clouds of dust filled the crater as he dug and dug, his jacket now a shade of rusty orange as he finally loosened enough earth and was able to pull one half of the meteor out of the ground with tremendous effort.

The two observed the cylindrical rock. The outer surface was rough, but smooth to the touch, like cooled lava. The most curious trait, however, was the interior. Rather than rock, it had a likeness to metal, with a green sheen inlaid with etchings and port structures.

“I guess it’s… not a meteor?” Sky rumbled as his fingers ran across the etchings.

“Wait, let me see!” Lark yelled from the edge of the crater, and Sky reached over and picked her up, bringing her up to the inner surface.

“You’re right, it’s etched metal.” Lark said as she touched the smooth, curved surface from the safety of the giant’s hand. “It’s like it was manufactured this way.”

“Huh… look at the outside, too. It’s not even rock, it’s just burnt and melted metal, I think?” The giant said as he touched the rough outer edges.

“It probably looked a lot different before being burnt up coming through the atmosphere… I can’t believe you survived the crash, Sky.” Lark said, looking up at the confused titan from his palm.

“Must be really tough stuff. It kind of looks like an escape pod, so it’s meant to crash. But that still doesn’t explain why I’m here in the first place…” Sky sighed as he stood up and looked at the giant melted pod, the other half still mostly buried in the earth.

As the giant stood, clouds of dust and dirt fell from him. From his outstretched palm held at chest height, Lark could see streaks of brown and orange all over his jacket.

“Oh, your coat!” She said suddenly, and Sky looked down at himself. He blinked and looked at Lark with a calm expression.

“It’s fine, it’s washable.” The giant said as he used his fingers to brush off some of the dirt.

“Hmm, well it’s not like there are washing machines for clothes your size.” Lark sighed as she examined the titan’s enormous thick coat, padded and lined for warmth. She then blinked suddenly as she realized something inexplicable about the hulking man’s wear.

“Sky… where did you get that coat, anyways?” She asked up at the giant. “You didn’t even have a shirt on when I first met you.”

“Uh… I don’t know how to explain this, but it kind of just appeared.” Sky said flatly as he held the woman in his hand closer to his face.

“...please try to explain.” Lark replied, her face blank.

“Okay, so, after we escaped and parted ways, I was pretty cold without most of my clothes. It does take a lot for me to get cold, but the next night I remember I started shivering. Then, my insides glowed blue under my skin, and I got real warm.” Sky said as he gestured with his free hand, then grabbed the loose collar of his jacket.

“And then, these clothes appeared on me. And I been wearin’ em since.” The giant shrugged.

Lark, speechless, glanced down at the giant’s palm, which was covered with a thin, black fingerless glove. She picked at the fabric, deeming it rather sturdy and very similar to a glove she might wear.

“So your body… glows, and creates things out of thin air.” She chortled.

“I know, it sounds stupid.” Sky sighed, bringing Lark closer to his face. “But I’m not complaining. I’d be walking around almost naked otherwise.”

“Yeah, what a… shame that would be.” Lark said with a cheeky smirk.

The giant raised his eyebrows curiously at her comment. “Hmm?” He rumbled questioningly as he stared down Lark, who suddenly became shy and averted her gaze from his looming face.

“I mean, maybe, if we were in a warmer climate.” Sky shrugged. “It’s pretty damn cold here. I like it though.”

Lark leaned back into the giant’s palm and hugged her arms. “It’s alright… I wouldn’t mind living somewhere warmer. My team has been here for a while and it’s barely gotten warmer than 50 degrees.”

Sky chuckled as he glanced down at the woman in his hand, admiring her petite size.

“My body is very warm, you know. You can live in my pocket if you want.” The giant giggled as he gestured to his coat pockets on his hips. “But… nah, I mean, you must have a home or something to go back to, huh?”

Lark shook her head heartily and scooted along Sky’s palm, where she wrapped her arms around his enormous thumb. “I want to be with you.” She said firmly, hugging his thumb.

Sky’s expression softened as he gazed at the adorable little woman clinging to his thumb. His heart fluttered at her dedication and trust towards him.

The titan lifted his hand up to his mouth and pushed his soft lips into Lark’s body, feeling her warmth, her minuscule proportions.

“What made you trust me so much?” Sky whispered, incredulously, as he pushed his lips against her.

Lark froze up as the giant’s mouth whispered directly into her ear, his breath smelling faintly like birch.

“You… didn’t eat me.” She responded timidly, still clutching his thumb as his face smothered her against his broad palm.

“I could. Right now.” The giant rumbled, and Lark could hear his tongue scraping against the back of his teeth, directly behind her head.

“… I know.” Lark said softly, closing her eyes tightly, ever so hopeful.

Sky’s throat rumbled with a soft growl as he parted his lips, then his teeth, and suddenly his mouth had encircled her, trapping her between his palm and his enormous, blue mouth overhead. It took everything in her not to scream, to trust this mischievous giant with her own life as she forced herself to let go of his thumb and roll onto her back, staring up at the channel of his tongue, the grooves of his palate.

The interior of his mouth was partially illuminated only from the light pouring in from the gaps between his lips and his palm. While her back was against his palm, she was completely inside of his mouth, his teeth and tongue encircling her with no escape.

Her breath caught in her chest as she reached out and touched her delicate fingers to his tongue beside her.

“Sky. Enough.” She said shakily, forcing her eyes to stay open as his mouth surrounded her.

The titan grumbled as she touched his tongue, wanting nothing more than to close his mouth around her and seal her inside. But he obliged and withdrew himself, leaving her shaking in his palm.

“Huff- you’re no fun.” Sky said breathily, smiling warmly down at the tiny woman in his hand.

Lark stayed on her back, glaring up at him with a pout as she crossed her arms over her chest.

“Just cause I trust you doesn’t mean you should push it!” Lark retorted, and Sky couldn’t help but giggle mischievously.

“I know, I know…sorry.” The titan licked his lips and moved his hand away from his mouth, eyeing her carefully. His appetite was certainly whetted by her proximity to his jaws. He had to be more careful.

“It’s alright… no harm done.” Lark said as she sat up in his palm and crossed her legs, nestling into the giant’s warm hand.

“So, where would you like to ride from here on out?” Sky said as he gestured to his body.

“Ride? Um…” Lark leaned back and took in the enormous breadth of Sky’s imposing stature before her.

“You do have a lot of pockets. How about the chest one again?” She said as she started to fuss over her hair and tousle it back into place.

“Good choice.” Sky said as he lifted the tiny woman up to his left breast and unzipped the pocket. He tilted his palm towards the opening, and Lark gingerly stepped inside and dropped to the bottom of the pocket.

Being flush against the giant man’s chest warmed Lark to the core. She found herself smiling as she nestled into the bottom corner of the fabric pouch. As Sky walked with his enormous heavy steps, Lark was comforted by the sway of his gait. It really was a perfect place for a small human such as herself.

Sky smiled as well, feeling her fluttery little body against his right breast. His fingertips grazed the outside of the pocket protectively.

“Shall I zip you in, seal your fate?” The giant grinned as he tugged at the zipper, pulling the tab slowly along the teeth.

Lark gasped as she looked up at the opening of the pocket, the light dwindling as the enormous zipper teeth came together in a neat row.

“Hey, no! There’s no way I could pull that back open!” She whined, standing up awkwardly in the fabric folds and stretching her arms up. Her fingertips only grazed the teeth of the zipper.

Sky merely laughed and left the zipper halfway closed. “I’m kidding! I want you to be able to get out if you need to.” He patted the pocket gently and continued walking, consciously aware of the tiny life tucked away against his breast.

Very few humans lived in the remote wilderness of the north where Sky roamed. Aside from temporary settlements and camps, such as the one Lark came from, he was unlikely to encounter many people. Titans, on the other hand, were known to travel in a wide range.

Sky let out a long, pained sigh as he stood still. He gazed down at his breast pocket where Lark was safely snuggled into.

“Hey Lark. I know you agreed to stay with me, but… it will be dangerous if I meet another titan. I don’t know how well I can protect you if things get ugly.” Sky rumbled as he pulled the zipper outwards to peek inside his pocket.

Lark peeked up from the bottom, gazing at the giant’s worried eyes through the zipper opening.

“You mean like a fight? Do titans attack each other?” She asked.

“I might. It depends on how cooperative they are.” Sky replied. “I intend to only ask questions… I gotta learn more about myself. I don’t know where else to look for answers, and the meteor only complicated things.”

“Hmm… well, I’d still rather stay with you, Sky. I trust that you’ll keep me safe…” Lark said as she looked up and placed a small hand on the giant’s breast, a tiny reassurance within his pocket.

“I’ll protect you, Lark. If anything, I might just have to hide you somewhere you can’t be stepped on or crushed on accident.” Sky said while touching his fingers to the outside of his chest pocket. “Just wanted to uh, forewarn you. Though I’m sure you know other titans aren’t as gentle as I am.”

Lark let out a laugh. Though Sky was the only titan she had really met, she was well aware of the dangers. “Yeah, I won’t go waltzing up to another giant… don’t worry!”

Sky glanced down at his pocket again and grumbled, placing his hand over his entire breast protectively. The cold northern air chilled his enormous body, but his pocket remained warm, tucked against himself. Lark would be safe from the cold as long as she was with him.

As he walked, the titan suddenly winced as his stomach tightened into a knot. He had been ignoring it for the majority of the day, but the pain was now amped up to a 10.

Sky halted, standing still among the trees. His glowing blue eyes scanned the treetops, deliberating on which one to take a bite out of. Yet, as he brought his mouth up to the leaves, he stopped.

This wasn’t right. His body was telling him it was hungry for something else.

The titan blinked. When was the last time he ate humans?

“Damn…” Sky grumbled, gritting his teeth as he stared at the leaves in front of him, a snack he had eaten many times before when he was desperate. The thought of choking them down right now made him nauseous.

Lark, sensing the giant’s turmoil, peeked her head out of his pocket’s zipper and looked up at him.

“Sky, you okay?” She asked timidly, and the giant did not look at her.

No, he didn’t dare look at her, so small and vulnerable in his pocket, with her taste still faint on his lips. He merely closed his eyes and clenched his jaw tight.

“I don’t know. Stay in the pocket, Lark.” He rumbled lowly, reaching up with his fingertip and gently pushing her back down into the depths of his clothing.

“Hey-!” She squeaked as she was forced inside, even more so when Sky promptly zipped the pocket all the way shut.

The giant breathed deeply, feeling his lungs swell and his guts cramp painfully. This had certainly been the longest time he had gone since devouring Lark’s kind. He had to keep her safe, no matter what. Safe, and oblivious.

The titan turned in place and walked purposefully towards a hillside he had passed by earlier. He had caught a glimpse as he was walking of a dirt road winding through the trees, a pathway paved by humans.

Inside his pocket, tucked against his pounding chest, Lark was fiddling nervously. Rocked this way and that by his strides, her efforts to reach up and undo the zipper were fruitless. She was helpless, all she could do was sink to the bottom of his pocket.

What was he planning to do? She had to know. While the giant was distracted, she focused her attention on the seams lining the bottom corner of the pocket with her small knife.

Sky followed the dirt road, his giant boots plowing through trees and rocks as he scanned the area. It was unlikely, but there was a chance there would be humans somewhere along the road, either by vehicle or in a campsite.

Sure enough, the giant’s long strides brought him to a small camp. Three tents surrounded an electric portable stove on the top of the hill. No sign of a fire or smoke, a telling sign that the inhabitants were trying to avoid detection.

Two humans appeared out of the tents, alerted by the titan’s presence. Geared up in tactical camo gear, they immediately began shouting into their radios as Sky wasted no time in reaching down and grabbing them both in one hand.

Sky stared at them both as they struggled in his hand, feeling his innards rumble with anticipation. This was it, the cure. He wasted no time in cramming both of the men into his mouth and sealing them inside despite their protests.

Under his jacket, Lark had slipped out of the hole in his pocket, and was making her way down along his enormous body. An audible swallowing sound filled the air, and she froze somewhere along his abdomen.

“Sky…” she whispered, horrified, as her proximity to his stomach gave away what he had just put in there. Indeed, the muffled cries of the two humans the giant had just swallowed whole emanated from within.

The titan felt himself go into a trance-like state as his body immediately responded to his latest meal, and a warm glowing feeling washed over him as the pain in his guts subsided. He let out a long sigh, then leaned back in satisfaction, just in time for Lark to slip out from under his jacket.

“Woah!” He yelled and fumbled, reaching down to catch her before she hit the ground.

“What are you doing?” Sky said with a gasp as he brought her close to his face, cupping her in his palm. She shuddered briefly before looking up at him in horror.

“You ate them!” Lark cried, pointing her finger at his enormous face. “People, you ate people!”

Sky stared at her guiltily, covering his mouth with his free hand. Now that his stomach pain had subsided, he was able to think more clearly. Didn’t he tell Lark directly that he would not be eating other humans?

“...I forgot.” He mumbled.

“How could you forget? It’s not like you ate them on accident!” Lark cried, pounding her tiny fists into his palm.

Sky bit his lip as he leaned over and stared down at his belly, which was happily full of squirming. Now that he had finally eaten, the thought of letting them back out was agonizing.

“You don’t understand… I have to.” He retorted, his gaze avoiding Lark’s.

“You have to? What will happen if you don’t eat humans? What about eating trees, like before?” She cried.

“I couldn’t continue any longer. It hurt… my insides felt like they were on fire. Now it’s fine…” Sky uttered.

“Sky…” Lark said, defeated, crumpling in his hand at his words. Her entire body shook as she was forced to witness such atrocities. All she could think about was how whoever was eaten was still alive inside of him… for now.

The titan sighed, glancing around his surroundings. He felt guilty for exposing Lark to this without much warning. If she just stayed in his pocket, would things have been better? She certainly would have still heard the commotion.

“I’m sorry. Maybe all this was a mistake.” Sky said as he crouched down and held his hand against the ground, with Lark on top. “If you stay with me, you’re going to witness stuff like this. I can’t change who I am.” The giant’s expression was solemn.

Lark’s lip quivered as she looked up at the giant, then down at the ground, at the empty encampment.

“You’re going to leave me here alone?” She asked, staring up at him with big eyes.

“Don’t worry, there’s one person left.” Sky said, nodding towards one of the tents. Lark followed his gaze and stared inside, indeed catching a glimpse of its occupant. Sky’s enormous hand reached over and plucked the tent off the ground, exposing them.

With a surprised expression, the last human in the encampment froze in Sky’s shadow. It was none other than Devon, the unfortunate man who couldn’t seem to catch a break from the titan.

“Oh god, it’s Devon… don’t leave me with him!” Lark whined, pointing her finger at the cowardly man.

Devon scrambled in place and stood up, clenching a rifle in his hands. Sky’s huge body eclipsed the area, a look of amusement on his face.

“You again…! You’ll pay, titan… for eating my men!” Devon shouted, aiming his weapon and Sky and pulling the trigger… a click. He had forgotten to load any rounds.

Sky, heaving a sigh, cupped Lark in his hand and leaned closer to the shouting man.

“Hey, don’t be so upset. They were very satisfying.” The titan said lowly, eyeing the lone human who was currently fumbling with reloading his rifle.

“Shut up, you!” Devon said, gritting his teeth as he finally loaded his gun and aimed up at Sky once more. The titan blinked, staring at the tiny gun pointed at him, and brought his hand up, over Devon, and clapped it down on top of him.

The man was flattened instantly under the giant’s massive palm, and when Sky removed his hand, Devon was reeling from the shock, sprawled on his back in pain. Sky took the opportunity to pinch the man’s leg between his thumb and forefinger, lifting him off the ground as his rifle tumbled down, out of his loose fingers.

Lark watched, still cupped in the giant’s other hand, as the limp body of Devon was lifted up by his foot, dangling precariously between Sky’s fingers. Her eyes grew wide as she realized what the giant’s intentions were.

Sky caught her gaze and looked at her, holding Devon up next to his face threateningly. His expression was stern.

“So, you don’t like this guy. Are you going to protest if I eat him, too?” The titan uttered, and Lark could hear the malice dripping in his voice.

“I…” Lark stammered, suddenly feeling like she was the judge, jury, and executioner of this one man’s life. She didn’t particularly hate Devon, but he did vocally advocate banishing her from their group.

“You don’t have to watch. I’ll make it quick.” Sky said as he slowly brought the dangling man to his mouth.

“H-He won’t feel any pain, right?” Lark asked innocently. Her hands started to get clammy as she braced herself for what she was about to see.

Sky shook his head. “No. At least, I don’t think so. They usually quiet down after a little while.”

“...until they get dissolved in acid, right…” Lark shuddered.

“No, that’s not it. Titan’s bodies are different from a human’s. Remember how I mentioned my insides glowing? It happens after I eat, as well. The light grows warm and disperses nutrients throughout, instantly. At least that’s what I think.” Sky said as he nodded down to his torso, clad in his warm jacket but a faint blue glow could be seen underneath.

Lark stared at his middle, her eyes indeed picking up the faint glow within the titan’s body.

“Really? So… that light in your body is responsible for regulating your organs, and… manifesting clothing and equipment for you…” She said curiously, head tilting as she contemplated the complicated nature of the titan’s body. “That’s pretty handy, you know. I wonder what else it does…”

As Lark sat comfortably in the giant’s hand, Devon was slowly coming-to, held by his leg in front of Sky’s face. He gasped as he was held upside-down, so high off the ground, staring at the titan’s mouth.

“Hey, no, no, no…” He said, flailing his arms as he swung back and forth from the giant’s fingers. “C’mon, you don’t gotta eat me too!”

Sky turned his attention to Devon, feeling his appetite growing by the minute.

“If I let you go again, you’ll just try to shoot me.” Sky retorted, already feeling impatient about delaying his meal.

“What? No, of course not! You really think that gun can do much damage to you anyways??” Devon squeaked helplessly.

“You could take my eye out. Not risking it. Besides, I’m not satisfied with just the two.” Sky said lowly, opening his mouth and raising Devon above it. Just as he was about to drop him inside, Lark piped up below.

“Wait! Sky, hold on.” She said, patting the giant’s hand. Sky glanced down at her, mouth still partially open. “We could… use this as an opportunity to see what happens in there…”

Sky raised an eyebrow at her words. He closed his mouth and leveled his head to look down at her in his palm.

“...go on.” He said. Lark bit her lip nervously, suddenly feeling rather put on the spot.

“Well, um, since you’re eating him anyways… what if we hooked up his body cam and transmitted it to my phone?” Lark said, holding up her device. “All of those suits have them.”

Sky smiled, impressed by her boldness to use a fellow human in this way. Devon, of course, protested loudly to the idea.

“What?? Oh come on, you’re gonna use me as an endoscope?” He squealed, and Sky merely flipped the man’s body into his hand and closed his fist on him.

“Didn’t expect this from you.” Sky laughed as he brought Lark up closer to his face. “Isn’t that rather morbid?”

Lark blushed at his words, fiddling with her phone as she perched in his palm. “You know what? Yes, it is. You were right, by staying with you I have no choice but to be complicit in… this. So, let’s make the most of it, and maybe if Devon cooperates well enough, you can let him go afterwards?”

Sky huffed, glancing upwards as he considered her request. He hadn’t considered letting humans free after swallowing them whole before. The process did not appeal to him, but he cared for Lark a lot, and if this is what he had to do to make her happy, then it was worth it.

“Fine. Let’s try it.” He said, bringing his hands together and opening up his fist in his right hand, which contained the disgruntled Devon. The man grumbled as he scrambled onto his feet, only to fall onto his rear once Sky’s hand tilted enough.

“I didn’t agree to this bullshit.” Devon grumbled as he started undoing the straps on his pants and boots. His clothing was quite bulky, so he wanted to minimize the risk of getting lodged in the giant’s gullet on the way down.

“That’s too bad.” Sky said, eyeing the man carefully. He could tell Lark was uncomfortable being so close to him, but it was only temporary.

“I just gotta set my app to your cam’s frequency…” Lark said timidly as she peered at Devon’s chest camera. The young man glared at her, unsure if he should be furious or thankful for her idea. He shook his dark hair and leaned back, turning on his camera.

“50602.” He uttered as the camera powered on. “That’s the code.”

Lark avoided his gaze as she punched the numbers into her phone. The devices connected, and she could view the camera.

“All set… um, good luck.” She said with a wave to Devon, who sneered back at her.

“Yeah, thanks.” He said sarcastically.

“Hey, be nice to her. She’s doing you a favor.” Sky said as he brought Devon up to his face.

“Not so much as she is doing it for her own creepy needs. You two sicken me.” The man said, feeling the dread rising inside of him as he was brought close to that terrifying, blue mouth yet again.

“You’re not gonna change my mind. Just relax and enjoy the trip.” Sky said with a smirk, before tilting Devon into his mouth.

The man grunted as he was tilted inside, the giant’s enormous size easily engulfing him and surrounding him with his teeth and blue maw. He fell flat on his palms in the middle of Sky’s tongue, with a clear view of his throat before him.

Lark watched her phone with bated breath as the camera fogged up from the titan’s hot breath. All she could see was the blue of his tongue, before the screen went black just as Sky swallowed.

Devon was tilted into Sky’s throat by his powerful tongue, sliding down head-first into the darkness. He grit his teeth as he was forcibly squeezed down, his small size effortlessly fitting inside the titan’s esophagus.

After what felt like an eternity in the giant’s throat, Devon reached Sky’s stomach, where he was suddenly dropped from the throat and into the bottom. He landed with a thud, rolling down the side of the titan’s stomach until he was flat on his back, trapped in the pit of Sky’s belly.

Sky let out a satisfied huff as his empty stomach was filled. He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them as he brought Lark up to his face to observe her. She was staring at her phone, admiring the look of the inside of her enormous companion’s gut.

“It’s… bright blue…” She uttered, noting how the inside of Sky’s stomach lit up with an ominous glow.

Devon shivered, scooting himself backwards from the pit of the giant’s stomach. His breaths were coming out rapidly as he looked around his environment. Every fold and ridge of the titan’s stomach were illuminated by a bright blue glow, which emanated from underneath the flesh.

“Holy shit…” He said, fully expecting to see the half-digested bodies of his comrades inside the titan’s stomach. He was completely alone inside; not a trace of them were to be found. Devon’s eyes went wide as he realized his time was very limited before he was completely digested.

“Are you done yet??” He yelled as he continued backing into the walls of Sky’s stomach. Just then, among the inner gurgling and groaning of the giant’s guts, a pulsing mechanical sound whirred around him. The glowing flesh of the titan’s stomach became brighter, and waves of lines traveled up along the folds from the center.

Lark stared at her screen in disbelief as Sky’s stomach appeared to be scanning its contents, surrounding Devon with waves of light. “Something crazy’s happening… I think it’s bad news for Devon.” She said as she looked up at Sky, who was eyeing her curiously.

“My stomach feels very warm.” Sky said as he glanced down to his middle. He grimaced, knowing he would have to empty it.

“Get me outta here, this shit’s crazy!!” Devon wailed as he plastered himself against the walls, and the waves of light got more and more intense.

Suddenly, the giant’s stomach contracted, and its contents were squeezed upwards. Devon was forced back up the wide throat he had just slid down and in just a few seconds, he was back in Sky’s mouth, utterly soaked in fluids.

Sky leaned over his free hand and calmly opened his mouth, rolling Devon’s limp body off of his tongue and into his palm. The man lay there, dazed after being squeezed so hard on all sides.

“Is he okay?” Lark asked timidly from the giant’s other hand, and Sky nodded.

“Yeah. That was close, though. Another minute and he would have been gone.” The giant said as he cupped his hand around the regurgitated human.

“You’re goddamn kiddin’ me. That was insane. I hope you two know that.” Devon groaned as he sat up in Sky’s hand and started wiping globs of spit off his face.

“Hmm, but you’re probably the first human to get eaten by a titan and survive…” Sky said thoughtfully, running his tongue along his lips, savoring the remnants of flavor.

“Well, whatever you are, you sure as hell ain’t like us. Blue insides. Glowing, blue insides at that. And what must have been a damn full-body scan…” Devon said rather lowly, as if he was talking to himself.

“Do you think… it’s an artificial organ?” Lark said thoughtfully, mostly directed at Sky, who looked at her rather incredulously.

“Artificial? Like, you think I’m not comprised of flesh?” The titan asked, tilting his head at the curious little woman in his left hand. “I guess… I never thought about that. I… don’t think I’m artificial, but, maybe parts of me are…”

“I am not going back in to get a biopsy.” Devon retorted, sitting with his back turned to both Sky and Lark as he squeezed moisture out of his hair and clothes.

Lark glanced at the disgruntled man and bit her lip. He looked awful, drenched in digestive fluids with his hair and clothes matted down. She looked down at her phone and ended the stream to his body cam, saving the recording.

“I think it’s about time to let him go.” Lark said, glancing up at the titan, who nodded in agreement.

“Yeah. Thanks for taking the plunge.” Sky laughed as he bent down and brought Devon lower to the ground in his hand. The man scoffed before hopping off eagerly.

“As if I had a choice…” Devon seethed quietly as he promptly walked back to his tent and started drying himself off with a rag.

Sky then stood up and turned his back to the campsite, walking away without another word. He held Lark close to his chest, cupping her protectively as he walked, enormous stride easily taking them a good distance before finally stopping.

Sky sat down with a contented sigh, spreading his legs out as he cupped Lark in both hands and held her close to his face as he leaned over. He gave her an exasperated smile.

“I feel like I have more questions than answers now.” He said, using his thumb to gently rub Lark’s petite shoulders.

Lark smiled warmly as the giant touched her. Despite his enormous size and terrifying appetite, the titan’s hands around her were a welcome feeling.

“Do you still think we’d be better off parting ways?” She asked timidly, looking up at the titan with big eyes.

Sky’s eyes narrowed, and he smiled as he shook his head.

“We make a good team, don’t we?” He rumbled as he touched the tip of his thumb to the top of her little head. Lark giggled in response.

“I’m glad.” She said softly, leaning into the giant’s warm embrace, his touch already numbing her to the memory of his recent meal.

#story #sky #lark #soft vore #macro micro #Only took me what #7 months #to update this?#have to say I def struggled a lot with the direction but I managed it somehow. I think. lol enjoy

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