#hybrid diapers

[bdiapers]

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[demcnsinmymind]

@adeathsentence​ | HAYLEY - continued from here

He instantly felt sorry when he heard how tense and strained her voice was, saw how she was currently struggling with the cranky child in her arms. It made him want to back down again, but soon enough, he came to his senses, because he was beginning to feel like they were starting to run out of time on the issue at hand.

“I think we do have to do this right now. This whole Dahlia business...I’m beginning to think it’s going to Klaus’ head. Like, really going to his head. You know how he acts when he starts to get paranoid and develops even more trust issues. If he begins to think that your loyalties lie elsewhere, things might get ugly. And I know it’s probably stupid, but I’m just trying to stop the bombs from going off. I like you guys. And I’d hate see all of this go to shit.”

There was a moment of brief introversion as his own words began to sink in. Just..when exactly did he start caring about other people and getting involved in their drama, what the fuck? Nevertheless, he meant it. He liked them. He liked it here. And he really didn’t want to see it all go down the drain. The tense look on his face softened a bit when she made her side and reasoning clear. Her. Hope. “Hey, me, too” he reassured her, giving her and a baby a little smile.

At least until she suggested he could help her with that diaper. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.

“Uhm..” he stammered somewhat, scratching the back of his head, looking around like a deer caught in headlights. Because he wanted to keep talking to her about this. Because he wanted her to trust him. And she made it obvious that this might be the only way for him to stick around and keep talking about it. So he let out a little uncomfortable chuckle and gave her a shrug.

“I mean, I guess. I could. Y’know.... help out. I mean...I’ve never done something like it before so you’re probably gonna have to talk me through it but...y’know. If you need a hand, then whatever, I guess. What’d you need me to do?”

#text post #adeathsentence #hayley tag pending #Keep on trying I'm not dying so easily : hybrid #hope you don't mint that I turned this into a new thread #I couldn't turn down the diaper offer lmfao #let the awkwardness begin!

[dementedspeedster]

But what if Thad comes home to this as a present on his island? What if.

Thad's immediately burning it.

#ask #fatechosen #//I loath this be what you see is not a skirt despite appearances; it's some weird drop crotch pants/skirt hybrid that looks like a diaper #and i hate it so much #why are you doing this this to me

[lolaandthens0me]

Lola, you ought to try some more "medical style diapers" like InControl/Rearz. They aren't printed but some do have like color on the front panel. These diapers have very good absorbency volumes. The Air Active is thin and cloth backed but has a 4300ml volume, the newest BeDry has a 7500ml volume, and their prices are very low compared to a few of the diaper companies that sell their print diaper. White diapers are just as adorable on a baby butt as any ABU, Tykeables, or Bambino diaper. They also have a white two-tape dip like the ABU two tape but just no front panel stickers. Buying diapers is expensive and I thought I'd give you a heads up in case you weren't aware of them.

Hello there and thank you for the tip!

I have been wearing Rearz InControl Elite Hybrids lately. Daddy absolutely adores them on me. ☺️

I probably wear medical dips more often than ABDL specific brand dips. They are cheaper and great for everyday use. I just got a giant order from NorthShore and am so excited to be restocked!! I’m also quite partial to M4s. I don’t think I’ve tried Air Actives yet! (runs to Google to find)

[pastelrainbowflower]

Furry Best Friends

Done as an Artfight attack for “AshleyFoxKit”, featuring her OCs Ashley and Alma.

Hope you like it as much as she does.

#anthro #Fox #cat #lion #hybrid #Diapered #cuddling & snuggling #artfight #attack

[rineptune]

differently.

summary: angel dust catches the attention of an esteemed monarch from lust ring.

warnings: explicit dialogue and description, foul language, references to drugs, sex, and alcohol, please be mindful of the content you consume.

a/n: this is how my oc (yve) meets angel dust after ep 8, but you could imagine this as yn bcs it isn’t too detailed aside from the fact that yn (reader) is a hybrid between a scorpion and dragon demon. if this gets a certain amount of notes i might make a part 2 idk

“what got dollface runnin’ around like a headless goose so early in the morning?”

“oh! a friend of hers is visiting, and i heard he’s the baddest boy,” niffty giggles, tracing her finger on a freshly honed kitchen knife she got from the kitchen. distracted by the enthusiasm for the arrival of the “baddest boy,” angel dust took the opening to discreetly pry the utensil from her hand and placed it by the shelf.

angel dust yawns, taking a seat on the lounge chair. “charlie’s friend’s comin’?”

“not just my friend, you guys!” charlie tells them in a haste, “my bestest friend— we go way back; ever since we were in diapers.”

“bestest isn’t really word used, babe.”

angel dust passively shrugged, turning to vaggie. “and have you ever met charlie’s ‘bestest friend’ before?”

“no, but he does call and listen to her ramblings weekly,” vaggie answered. “and i heard he helped fund the hotel’s initial renovations when charlie inherited the mansion from her parents.”

“oh? we talkin’ rich sugar daddy here?”

“is money the only thing that you heard?”

“mm, maybe,” angel dust replied.

•

it’s not until later, past lunchtime, that their show-and-tell activity was disrupted by the new guest.

“oh, yeah~ daddy!”

“and this is my favorite episode of my ‘interrogation turned ravage session’ series because it’s the last one we had to do for the whole franchise,” angel dust shared with a toothy grin. “my co-star’s dick was average at best, but he did the stamina, which made up for his lackin’ technique.”

“that’s a very nice insight, angel,” charlie smiles awkwardly, cowering behind the decorative pillow.

“can we, uhm, have the next presenter, please?”

“can’t we just turn the tv off?” vaggie rolls her eyes.

“hm. ‘interrogation turned ravage session?’ that series won an award for longest screentime per episode, if i recall,” a new voice says, eliciting a surprised scream from charlie as she jumped into her girlfriend’s arms.

“who the fuck are you?” husk rose from his seat.

there you stood, indifferent to their semi-shocked and confused gasps and murmurs.

“my apologies for suddenly entering your hotel without notice, lie-lie—” you bowed slightly. “you weren’t answering your phone nor heard our knocking on your front door.”

your eyes met his, though they didn’t linger too long because charlie almost tackled you to the ground.

angel dust is left stunned.

satan, who is this?

“yn! you’re late; we thought you weren’t coming!”

“the train got delayed at the border, but all is well as i’m already here, hm?”

introductions went like a breeze, and now it was angel dust’s turn to be greeted by you. he had to admit that you had the sex appeal. it’s only natural that he had to flirt with you.

“and this is angel dust! one of our guests,” charlie says.

“nice to meet you, handsome,” angel dust greets, imitating a claw with his hands as he lets out a soft, seductive growl.

“i’m thrilled to meet you in person, angel dust.”

you took his hand—delicately and with absolute care, if he may add—placing a soft kiss on his knuckles. the gesture sends a flurry of butterflies coursing throughout his whole body, rendering him speechless and flabbergasted for seconds.

“i— uh, yeah, nice to meet ya. fan of my work?” angel dust recalls how you mentioned his series won an award— and not just any reward— the lust-stringed award that was usually reserved for media made from lust ring.

he just so happened to win the award because of the landslide of votes this year.

you chuckle, shaking your head. “if i were to be honest, i had no clue what your name was until now, but i only heard of your published shows through my secretary.”

“oh,” angel dust smiled awkwardly. “shame.”

“ah, my apologies if this puts an awkward tension between us.”

“it’s fine, not everyone recognizes a star from this side of the pentagram,” he tells you, relaxing back on the couch.

charlie and the others were gone by now, possibly giving the two a moment as they went to their separate businesses.

“what’re you doin’ here anyways?”

“i just wanted to pay lie-lie a visit,” you answered. “she was insistent that i travel from divine downtown to pentagram to meet you.”

“me?” angel dust perks up a bit.

“all of you here in the hotel, i’m sorry if i didn’t make it clear.”

embarrassment creeps at the back of the conversation, and angel dust wishes that it wasn’t this awkward because dear satan, this demon was hot as fuck, but he’s far too polite and nonchalant to have come from lust ring.

but he thinks something is about to come of this.

something new.

something different.

someone tell me how to continue this bcs i only have a vague idea in my head lol

#classic ໒꒱ ink #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel fluff #hazbin hotel angel dust #angel dust #angel dust x reader #angel dust x you #angel dust fluff #angel dust x y/n

[bakubunny]

bnha masterlist: headcanons

mdni: minors & no age in bio will get you blocked.

all of my works are listed by character or pairing. all pairings are character x reader unless otherwise noted.

i write ageplay. if that bothers you, be sure to check the tags listed by each link.

daddy as title -> no ageplay or implied ageplay

bakugo katsuki

kirishima eijiro

aizawa shota

general & multi character hcs

midoriya izuku

daddy!izu & santa!kats (age play, smut)

daddy!izu can be so mean (age play, piss play, diaper wearing, humiliation)

bf!izu lets his mentor teach by observing ft. @zazter-den

possessive, jealous izuku (implied bkdk x reader)

bunny owner izuku tries (and fails) to find you a companion (hybrids, fluff)

bunny owner izuku is so sweet (hybrids, fluff)

loving on your tired hero (oral m receiving)

helping izuku unwind (facesitting)

izuku is a thigh man

perv!izuku has a massive sex toy collection

big bro!katsuki/big bro!izuku (facials, selfies, incest)

dad bf!izuku hc

don't be fooled by izuku (orgasm denial, rough sex, ruined orgasms, praise kink)

grinding on beefy izuku's lap

todoroki shoto

shoto x loud!reader

alpha!shoto and (hybrid) omega relief rooms

sweet shoto & your locket necklace

dom!shoto loves orgasm control

alt!shoto hcs + mood board

daddy!shoto hcs ft. @sunflower-emoji & @dcsiremc

accidentally calling shoto daddy (smut, hurt/comfort)

sleepy mornings with shoto

touch starved!shoto

kaminari denki

denki x chubby!reader

when denki calls you “pretty girl” ft. @jazzafayesworld

daddy!denki headcanons (request)

denki needs your pussy (dubcon, somno)

denki likes tits

iida tenya

daddy dom!iida (request)

sero hanta

sero dances with you in the kitchen (trick or treat)

hanta's cheeky grin

hanta cleans up

shinso hitoshi

big bro toshi and his friends (fauxcest, age play)

soft dom!shinso is my favorite shinso

shinso does inspections

tokoyami fumikage

daddy!fumi hcs

fumi has a dungeon

fumi loves impact play

toshinori yagi

sugar daddy!yagi (escort!reader)

yamada hizashi

hizashi x f!reader hcs

he can't call anyone little listener because of you (with bonus erasermic hc)

togata mirio

best friend!mirio takes you home

dad bf!mirio has no clue what he does to you (tw dc)

shigaraki tomura

sub/switch shigaraki thoughts (daddy/mommy kink)

#bnha masterlist

[gabessquishytum]

Hi, everyone! Gabe/Leo here. Welcome to my new pinned post. You'll find lots of info here, including a new tag library curated by @seiya-starsniper which should help you filter (or follow) particular bits of content. This post will be updated from time to time and will also tell you whether my inbox is open or not <3

For reference, my inbox is currently OPEN.

࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛۶𖹭ৎ࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛ 

Since you've found yourself on my blog, please note that a lot of my content is not safe for work! I am over 18, and if you're on my blog, you should be too! Content rated over 18 will also be tagged as #nsft

Here on my blog, people like to send me asks with scenarios, prompts or fic ideas that they have had, and I take a bit of time each day to respond with my own “yes, and” - collaborating with the original asker to make a small piece of fandom content. Sometimes other people are inspired by this and write their own fics based on the posts! It's a lovely collaborative space where all are welcome - including those who wish to stay anonymous.

࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛۶𖹭ৎ࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛ 

I am primarily focused on dreamling! But I also love to write other ships in the fandom. The tags I use for ships are:

#corintheus

#dreamling

#hoblethros

#hobrinthian

#hobrintheus

#hobstruction

#immortal throuple

#hob x everyone

#hob x lucifer

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The general tags that I use for sandman/writing content are as follows:

#dream of the endless

#ferdinand kingsley

#fic recs

#hob gadling

#horny q

#meowpheus

#my writing

#nsft

#the sandman

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I also have some specific alternate universes which you can find or filter out with these tags:

#ace dream

#ace hob

#ballet au

#bdsm au

#bratty dream

#bratty hob

#disabled dreamling

#dreamling gender swap

#catboys

#chef hob

#cow hob

#fantasy au

#fat hob

#fem dream

#fem hob

#mafia au

#mob au

#sugar daddy au

#the addams family

#trans dream

#trans hob

#vampire au

#werewolf au

#warprize au

#warprize hob

࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛۶𖹭ৎ࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛࿙⃛࿚⃛

For more of your tag filtering or searching needs, the following is a list of content warning tags that I will strive to use consistently. This list will be updated depending on what comes up in the future:

#dead dove do not eat

#cw age gap

#cw age regression

#cw agrere

#cw alcohol or #cw intox

#cw attempted murder

#cw birth

#cw biting 

#cw blackmail

#cw blood

#cw body modification

#cw body mutilation

#cw breeding

#cw child abuse

#cw cheating

#cw choking

#cw christmas

#cw cnc

#cw cucking

#cw daddy kink

#cw dark content

#cw death

#cw dermatillomania

#cw diaper

#cw disordered eating 

#cw domestic control

#cw dubcon or #cw dubious consent

#cw drugging or #cw drugs

#cw exhibitionism

#cw feederism or #cw feeding kink

#cw findom or #cw financial domination

#cw food

#cw food issues

#cw free use

#cw genitalia

#cw grief

#cw guns

#cw homelessness

#cw humiliation

#cw hunger

#cw hybrids

#cw infertility

#cw infidelity

#cw internalized homophobia

#cw kidnapping

#cw lactation

#cw major character death

#cw malnourishment

#cw manipulation

#cw medical

#cw memory loss

#cw menstruation

#cw mental health

#cw monsterfucking

#cw mpreg

#cw murder

#cw noncon

#cw object insertion

#cw objectification

#cw omegaverse

#cw omo

#cw overstim

#cw oviposition

#cw parent death or #cw patricide

#cw pain

#cw physical abuse

#cw piss

#cw pregnancy

#cw prostitution

#cw rough kink

#cw rough sex

#cw s&m

#cw scars

#cw scat

#cw self harm

#cw sex addiction

#cw sex pollen

#cw sex work

#cw sexual harassment

#cw sleep paralysis

#cw somnophilia

#cw spiking

#cw stalking

#cw suicide

#cw sui mention 

#cw stockholm syndrome

#cw teacher x student or #cw teacher/student

#cw tentacles

#cw threats

#cw toxic relationship

#cw transphobia

#cw violence

#cw vomit

#cw voyeurism

#cw watersports

#cw weight

#cw wetting

#cw yandere

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Finally, some of my anons like to identify themselves with emojis! This isn't mandatory at all. But here's a list of anons who have emoji-fied themselves (please note this may not be a complete list):

#yan anon

#🐈‍⬛ anon

#🍃 anon

#🦇 anon

#💳 anon

#🦊 anon

#🧀 anon

#🚒 anon

#🔪 anon

#💄 anon

#🌳 anon

#🎮 anon

#💍 anon

#🦒 anon

#🌘 anon

#🎸 anon

#🦎 anon

#🪽anon

#🍓 anon

#🤜 anon

#🐙 anon

#🐉 anon

#💎 anon

#🎭 anon

#🌛 anon

#🌻 anon

#🎉 anon

#❄️ anon

#🍐 anon

#🍭 anon

#🦋 anon

#🤰anon

#🖋 anon

#🏵 anon

#🦩anon

#🪐 anon

#🦄 anon

#💥 anon

#🍰🐲 anon

#☂️ anon

#👠 anon

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Thank you for reading, I hope you have a lovely day! ❤️

[bts-0t-7]

So What? | MYG | Epligoue

Pair: Hybrid Cat Yoongi x F Reader 

Summary: Running from a past that foreshadows him, Yoongi is adamant about ever turning back to his human counterpart form, in hopes that nobody would recognise him and take him away. You worked at a cafe with your best friend. As a more-than-normal day seemed to go by, you discovered something amidst your housing block. Perhaps - just perhaps, the nighttime is where the angels arrive. 

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hybrid, non-idol au

Warnings: Contains explicit language, abuse

WC: 635

Taglist: @bearr02 @svnbangtansworld @vintageoldfashion @rkivemaar @bontensbabygirl @codeinebelle @ldysmfrst @idkjustlovingbts @popcatx0 @yoonjinsgirl @marblemoonstones

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“Min Ji Sung!” You chased after your son. “I said stop running and put on your pants!”

Giggling could be heard as your son tried climbing up the stairs. Still too young to move up fast, you easily caught him at the bottom of the stairs and pulled up his pants. “Do not run around the house without clothes. People can see your butt.” 

All the cheeky little boy did was wiggle his butt, tail wagging as he pistoned up the stairs on all four - only to be caught by Yoongi. His loud giggles rang clearly throughout the house as Yoongi ambushed him with belly tickles. 

“You gonna listen to your mommy now?” Yoongi continued tickling him until he was short of breath from laughing. Yoongi got up and walked over to you, leaving your son on the ground to catch his breath. 

Placing his hands on your six-month-old pregnant belly, Yoongi kissed your lips. “Hey, Jagiya.”

You smiled against his lips. Just then, Ji Sung clutched onto your legs. “No kissing! Mine!”

Yoongi looked at him, offended. “What? Before you is me! Your mom is mine, not yours. You’ll find yours when you’re old enough.”

Ji Sung wildly shook his head, soft cat ears flapping with the direction. “No! Mine!”

Yoongi pouted, looking at you. You - on the other hand - were trying to control your laughter looking at the two males in the family having a catfight. 

“Don’t drag me into this now.” You laughed and picked Ji Sung up, propping him on your non-existent hips. 

“Come on, let’s go or we’ll be late to the party.” You held Yoongi’s hand, walking down the stairs. 

Yoongi took Ji Sung from you and strapped him into the car seat, ensuring that his tail wouldn’t be squashed as he lay back. Patting his head, Yoongi left your son to help you pack the diaper bag in the trunk. 

Yoongi drove to the destination of Jimin’s house, listening to Ji Sung’s soft snores and you cooing at him. Yoongi was so focused on the both of you that when your hands came in contact with his ears, he jolted. 

“What got you so deep in thought, love?” You smiled at his lack of response. 

But now, all Yoongi saw was an angel. You looked like the purest thing on Earth, the best thing that ever came into his life. You were glowing and Yoongi basked in it. A tear slid down his cheeks and you grew worried.

“Yoongs,” You stroked his ears. 

Yoongi wiped away the tears, pulling the car into the parking lot of Jimin’s house and instantly bringing your face to his. 

“Nothing’s wrong, Jagiya.” He sniffled. “I just… got an epiphany.”

You chuckled at his choice of words. Yoongi was never one to use big words. “Oh really?”

“Yeah really.” Yoongi nodded, his signature gummy smile on show. 

“Care to share what it was about?”

“You.”

You rolled your eyes. “Come on now, Yoongi. We’ve been married for years.” 

Thanks to the change of laws, hybrids are now better taken care of. However, society’s views can only change with time. 

Yoongi laughed softly. “I am allowed to bask in your light.”

“So cheesy.” You teased, dragging your hair through his hair and rubbing his ears, causing a purr to emit out of him. 

“You made me so.” Yoongi placed your foreheads together. “And I love you, more than words can ever describe. You are my stars, giving me so many reasons to live and so much light to sleep on.”

You smiled at him. 

Oh, of course, you love him. But if words were never a thing, you would show him. And that is exactly what you did as you pressed your lips against his, giving him the answer of eternity. 

#bts angst #bts series #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts au #bts smut #bts imagine #bts scenarios #yoongi x y/n #bts x y/n #bts x oc #bts x reader #bts x you #yoongi smut #yoongi sngst #yoongi series #yoongi fic #yoongi fanfic #yoongi fluff #yoongi x oc #min yoongi x reader #yoongi x you #yoongi x reader #min yoongi x y/n #min yoongi x you #min yoongi x oc #fic : So What?

[mysteryspit]

you can call me annie 😇

bisexual subby switch

asks and submissions are open! i love receiving questions and photos

Into: breeding/impreg, lactation, light piss, monster-fucking, impact play, pregnancy, pleasurable birth, group sex, intox, somno, breathplay, free use, edging/denial, overstimulation, knotting, tentacles, oviposition, cockwarming, breastplay, breastfeeding, audio

Sometimes into: cnc, D/s, object insertion, inflation, hypno, public free use, hucow, pegging, playing with other people's pets

Not into: incest, fauxcest, ageplay, raceplay (no bbc/bbw), scat, feeder/feedee, detransition, misogyny, patriarchy, bimboification, daddy/mommy, dd/lg, puppyplay, other petplay, animal/hybrid transformation, diapers, babies, sissy, full-time D/s, feet, medfet, ABDL, snuff/vore, cardiophilia/resus, slavery, anal

minors do not interact

will block for: no age or identifying information, incest, ageplay, pedos/MAPs, age regressors, diapers, sissies, feederism, misogyny/patriarchy, ABDL, cardio/resus, snuff, irresponsible bdsm, sharing photos of wives/girlfriends, car blogs, any medfet, any raceplay, anything else I don't like or don't want to see

like what you see? check out my wishlist here

#pinned #i block freely and rarely respond to dms #please do not call me names without asking first #inducing lactation #mysterypics #mysteryvids

[lolaandthens0me]

What's your top 3 favorite diapers

Hello!!

Oooooh…I love talking strictly dips sometimes. My top 3 at the moment are MegaMax, Little Kings, and a 3-way tie for third between Trest, Daydreamer, and SunKiss (from Amazon). An honorable mention to InControl Elite Hybrid and Crinklz.

Thank you for the question! I feel like my top 3 picks have changed as I’ve evolved within my 24/7 journey. And how lucky are we to have the plethora of adult diapers that exist now!!?

Hope you have a happy holiday season, friend!

[deletedsissy5x]

That's right sissy I know it's August but i told Daddy he was getting Christmas early this year. I asked him to leave behind a special treat for you before he left for work. He woke up in a mood today, just pulled me over and woke me up with his cock deep in my asshole. I couldn't stop him because he had me pinned down. He whispered in my ear "I'm wearing a condom and your going to feed it to that little pathetic sissy thing you keep as a pet. I want her to taste your shit from one side and my cum from the other." Then he let go of the most massive load in my ass ever!

Well thats enought about mommy's naughty parts, let get you some food this morning sissy girl. I know daddy is still mad at you and said if you can't he a good sissy then your going to be his sissy piggy. Well good news for you sissy I've got about 12 other large condoms for you to enjoy this morning. Good girl just let them fill your little piggy gag make cute piggy noises for Daddy. Mommy is making him a nice mid workday treat and getting him all bothered for his little Christmas surprise in the summer.

Ok sissy girl now that your all secured and dressed for tonight let's get your ready for Daddy hes on his way now and I want you looking your best. Ok prefect now remember if your a good enough little sissy piggy maybe Daddy will let you be a sissy baby girl again. But im not counting on it hes most likely going to just add pink diapers and make you a hybrid sissy/diaper/piggy/slut. Ok that him pulling in now. Get ready piggy im turning out the lights and turning on the tree. Merry Christmas sissy piggy.

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[amournoir]

𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡

pairing(s): elijah x reader

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warning(s): smut. vulgar language? 

author’s note: psa, this is my first smut-ish piece, don’t judge too harshly, please? i honestly hope it’s ok or at least decent. also, thanks so much for all the recent reblogs & hello to all the new followers! anywho, lmk what you think of this & happy reading! ♡ 

In over a thousand years, he never thought this would happen to him. Not only had he met the woman of his dreams but he had wed her as well. How could he not? He’d be an absolute fool to let her go. 

You and Elijah had been married for five years now and on top of that, you were now parents. No one doubted that the impeccably dressed noble original would be a wonderful father one day. 

Throughout your pregnancy, you still looked absolutely stunning. Everything you complained and picked on, only made your husband love you even more. You would always be perfect in his eyes. 

As your due date rolled closer, your mood shifted as expected. You were more impatient, easily irritated, and let’s not get started on the unending hunger urges. Even with all this, you still remained beautiful to him and he handled all of it with ease. The one thing that Elijah was not prepared for was your other hunger. Horny was too weak of a word to describe it. 

He experienced firsthand that you matched his energy during sex. Normally you’d tire and it would end after three or four rounds but not this time. Oh no. You could easily go all night with him and you did. It was only when your pregnancy was further along that you wouldn’t be up at all hours of the night out of fear of hurting your child. 

This made sense to the logical mind but not to you. If anything, you were even more insatiable in your later months. It was Elijah that had to stop on behalf of both of you otherwise he’d have caved each time. 

The weeks leading up to the birth became so unbearable, Freya had to give you daily doses of her witchy concoctions. The doses became hourly when the child was mere hours away. 

You gave birth with Freya and Rebekah helping you. Elijah was in the room as well, he wanted to cut the cord. For some reason, known only to him, it made him feel like he was truly a father now. In minutes he’d hold his son. 

Days after giving birth, you spent it recovering so Elijah took over everything else. He was ready for it, he had prepared since he found out you were pregnant and during it all. You guys were finally parents and both of you loved every single exhausting moment of it. 

You could always see your husband as a father but the image of him changing diapers and doing bath time was not what you pictured. Seeing it now so clearly made you love it even more. If you could magically birth more children, you would, just so that you could see this side of him. 

Your hunger had gone away and a very large part of you actually missed it. You only wished you could feel that way when you weren’t with child. Oh the amount of fun you two would have. The things you’d do and furniture you’d wreck. Just the thought turned you on. 

The newest and tiniest Mikaelson favored his father wholly. It was as though you weren’t the one that carried and birthed him. 

Days turned into weeks then months. Your son had grown and gone through each stage of childhood. From crawling to standing to walking. 

Little gates had started popping up all over the compound and all doors now had plastic circle covers. His siblings, brothers especially, had tripped over the gates more than once. Niklaus had often complained over his inability to open his bedroom door. 

“How the bloody hell am I supposed to get in now Elijah?!” Niklaus one day yelled. 

“I always knew you were a child brother but I had thought you could outsmart one. How is it that a thousand year old hybrid can’t manage a door?” Elijah said, doing his best to hide his smirk. 

“Yes Nik, it’s meant to keep children out. Not too surprised it works on you.” Kol chided, grinning from ear to ear. 

Rebekah heard her brothers from the end of the hallway so she walked over to see. She smiled to herself, watching her brother struggle with the door handle. Feeling pity, or petty, she strode over to him, expertly twisting the knob and opening the door. 

“There there, it’s alright, one day you’ll be a big boy and can do it all by yourself.” Rebekah spoke to her brother in the way one speaks to a child. 

“Hmph.” Niklaus huffed as he walked inside and slammed the door behind him. 

Months had passed and now your son was 10 months old. The family had just celebrated that a couple of days ago. You insisted on celebrating every month that your child grew and everyone was more than happy to indulge you. 

One day, you had a bit of a scare. The month before you had missed your period and now this month, it was late. You knew what it could mean but was silently hoping it didn’t. Digging through the bathroom cabinets, you found the stick. Without any thought at all, you tested and waited. To your dismay or relief, it wasn’t what you thought it’d be. 

Elijah had noticed that days prior you seemed different. You seemed worried but you didn’t mention it to him and he knew not to ask. At least not yet. Maybe what you needed was time and when you were ready, you’d speak to him. With that in mind, he didn’t question you but kept a close eye instead. 

“Eli? Are you busy?” You walked into his study that evening. 

“Never for you.” Elijah smiled. 

You didn’t know how to begin. Do I just blurt it out loud? You thought to yourself. 

He noticed your nervousness and instantly he was on his feet. Crossing the room to where you stood, he held your hand and remained quiet. Did something happen? Is she alright? He thought to himself. Whatever it was, they would deal with it, he was sure of it. 

“I’m not pregnant.” You blurted before your mind had time to stop your lips from moving. 

His brows knitted. He didn’t know you were pregnant or thinking of it. “Alright. Where is this coming from?” 

“I missed last month and I’m late this month so I thought to test it.” The words kept leaving your mouth faster than you preferred them to. 

“Are you okay with the result?” He was trying to gauge your thoughts. He didn’t want to say something to offend you. 

“Yeah. I think so.” You answered, not looking too sure of yourself. 

“It would be alright if you were. I’d love nothing more than for our family to grow.” Elijah reassured you, softly running his hands up and down your arms.  

“I’d love to have more kids but not yet, our son is still too young and we’ve just recently gotten the hang of parenthood.” You tried explaining to him. 

You were glad to hear that he wouldn’t be upset if you would have been pregnant so soon. You had been worried for nothing, of course he would understand. You wrapped your arms around your husband, resting your head on his shoulder. He returned the affection, rubbing your back in small circles. 

It had been time. You had spontaneously decided that today you would tackle the mess in your closet. You were going to put away your old clothes, including your maternity wear. 

Hours into it, you couldn’t help but feel nostalgic. You had spent so much time upstairs that your husband came to check up on you. You took your time folding each article of clothing as memories from the past flashed through your mind. 

Elijah now stood by the bedroom door, watching you put the clothes away. You had given up on sitting on the floor and was now on the bed with boxes of clothing next to the foot of it. You lifted one dress, a pale blue with white anchors on it and ruffles on the sleeves and bottom of the dress. He gifted you this when you first started to show, in your second trimester, around the fourth month. 

He couldn’t help but miss how you looked. You were round and full. You still hadn’t noticed him yet but you felt a presence around you, upon looking up you saw him. He was leaning on the wooden door frame — arms crossed over his chest, making his biceps bulge in the white dress shirt — as he smiled at you. You returned the gesture then lifted the dress up that was in your hands. 

“Is it alright if I said I miss this?” You asked him, furrowing your brows. 

“What would that be exactly?” He strolled in, strategically crossing through the maze of boxes on the floor. He made his way to where you were seated and stood in front of you. His fingers gently traced the dress, stopping at certain spots.

“Pregnancy. I miss how it felt.” You sucked in your lips, turning them to one side. 

“Darling I’m more than willing to change that. I must admit, I rather enjoyed how full you looked.” He emphasized on the word ‘full’. 

It didn’t escape you the tonality behind his voice. You knew damn well where this was going and had absolutely no intention of stopping it. 

“Oh really? What else did you enjoy?” Suddenly you let the dress slip from your fingers, letting it drop on the edge of the bed, already forgetting it. Your attention was now on him. 

“I would love to tell you but it seems we have a young gentleman in our midst.” Elijah tilted his head towards the other room where your toddler was standing at the door. 

Your son had woken up from his nap and now stood watching you both with a blanket in hand and thumb in his mouth. You blushed and quickly cleared your throat. My goodness, I was about to say something filthy in front of my child. You thought to yourself as Elijah walked over to his son. 

When he was close enough, he lowered himself down to his level and opened his arms. The little boy lazily waddled to his father as his small chubby feet padded on the carpeted wooden floors. Elijah, patient as ever, waited for his son to reach him and watched with a wide smile. 

“Daddy.” Alexander grinned widely, sleep still evident on his handsome face. 

“Well if it isn’t my little prince.” Elijah hugged his son tightly — one hand wrapped around his back and the other cradled Alex’s head closely to his own — and pressed a kiss on his cheek. He stood up with him, lowering his hand from Alex’s back in order to carry him comfortably in his arm. The little boy’s blanket was hanging on the side. 

Over his father’s shoulders, little Alex noticed you behind and instinctively extended his thumb sucking hand towards you. You smiled and obliged your son, getting off the bed as you made your way to them. You placed a gentle kiss on the back of his hand, making faces at him that made him giggle. 

That sound was what made Elijah feel alive. The laughter from his wife and son was easily his most treasured thing. Elijah shifted Alex so that he was holding him on his left side, leaving his other open. You walked from behind him and snuggled into the empty space to his right whilst your left arm wrapped around his waist. He was comfortably sandwiched between you and baby Alex. 

“Hi sweetheart. Did you have a good nap?” You asked, wiping the sleep crusts from Alex’s eyes. 

He nodded. He was old enough to understand words but hadn’t begun responding. Although he was able to say a few words here and there. His uncles and aunts had started fighting over what words he should learn from the moment he uttered his parents’ names. 

Kol thought he should know his name next since it was easiest. Freya figured she was the oldest and hence had to know hers. 

Rebekah pointed out that she easily would be the best caretaker so she should spend more time with Alex so he can learn hers. Niklaus argued that he was the best and favorite so why not his name. 

The siblings started to argue anew. Who knew that the big bad Mikaelson family would fight over a toddler? 

“Will he sleep at night? He took a nap awfully late.” Elijah asked you. 

“Klaus would’ve argued against waking him.” You smiled at the thought. 

Earlier that day, they had been watching Alex’s favorite show and Niklaus didn’t have the heart to wake his nephew so he let him sleep. He figured he’d sleep better in his bed. 

“I do like that they get along.” Elijah smiled at the thought. He loved how involved his siblings were. They would drop everything for Alex, even if they weren’t asked to. 

“Well why wouldn’t they? Our boy is absolutely lovely.” You leaned forward and stepped on your tiptoes to kiss your son’s forehead. “Besides, Nik is much gentler and sweeter than he’d like to admit.” 

It was true. Alexander Beau Mikaelson had stolen everyone’s heart. Handsome like his father — as his namesake — and kind-hearted like his mother. Playful like Uncle Kol, sweet as Auntie Bex, artistic as Uncle Nik, and determined like his Auntie Rey. 

Judging from the orange and yellow hues, the sun had begun to set. Normally it would be time for Alex’s bedtime routine to begin but he had just woken up. Instead you figured you might as well get started on his meal as Elijah gave him a bath. 

He was still far too young to eat any full meals but often you’d mash his food for him. You would put it on a plate and let him pick it up himself. Most times he finished all of it, other times he picked around. His favorite meal were fruits, all sorts. 

Alex hadn’t been exposed to sugary treats yet but one morning Niklaus snuck a beignet away to give to his nephew. From that day onwards, the little boy was obsessed. It became the only thing he wanted every single moment but you restricted that to one a day. 

“Oh come on! Let the boy have some. How can he possibly live in New Orleans but hasn’t tasted beignets?!” Niklaus exclaimed when he was caught by Elijah. 

“Niklaus, you bought a dozen of them.” Elijah pointed out. 

“Well honestly he ate the majority of it.” Niklaus smirked. As if his older brother would believe his toddler ate anything more than 2.

“Of course he did. Next you’ll tell me he bribed the pastry store and threatened to receive ‘free beignets for life or else’?” Elijah quoted the words of one of the staff. 

“I don’t know what you mean.” Was all Niklaus said as he walked away with a knowing smile. 

You detach yourself from Elijah’s side and head into the bedroom Alex had come from. There you searched through one of the many drawers for nighttime clothes. It was autumn and it was getting chilly outside. 

You needed something warm for him to wear but all his clothes were getting smaller. It saddened you that he was getting older. Soon he’d need a brand new wardrobe which meant he wouldn’t be a child anymore. If there was a way to freeze this moment, you would. 

You absentmindedly sifted through drawer after drawer, nothing appealed to you. From the corner of your eye, you noticed a baby blue footie pajama with white clouds and tiny bears sitting on them. The clothing also had a hood with bear-like ears, your heart practically squeezed at the sight. 

Lifting the outfit, you were finally content with, you started placing all of the things on the bed. The footie pajama, a little beanie, socks, diapers, lotion, and a tan binky with a white marbled clip. You thought it was a bit excessive to have an extra hat and socks even though the pajama had it but he was a tiny tot. Children often had a different temperature than adults, if it was cold to you, it’d be freezing to him.  

Once you were happy with your findings, you arranged them for Elijah– smiling at your work. You then left the room and headed to the kitchen. Dinner had already been made hours ago, all that was needed was to plate his food. The cupboard next to the cooker was filled with utensils and dinnerware only for him. It was there where you found a plate, cup and a spoon. 

Before plating the meal, you located his high chair and pulled it to the side of the dining table. You returned to the kitchen and scooped one spoonful of rice, a ladleful of the chicken stew, and a handful of strawberries that you cut into slices and removed the stems prior to putting all of it on his sectioned plate. 

By the time you had put his plate on the high chair — making sure it was suctioned on the surface along with the cup — you could hear the footsteps. Right on time you see Elijah walking in with a very cozy looking baby in his arms. You reach for your own plates on the island counter and return with them, putting one in front of your husband and the other in front of your seat. 

“It smells absolutely divine in here.” He comments as he buckles his son in his seat before taking his own. 

You were back in the kitchen looking for Alex’s sippy cup. Once you found it, you filled it with the juice then headed back to the dining room. Taking a seat and placing his cup on his chair, you turned to your husband, “I made his favorite. I wanted to make something else but I knew it’d be a fight to get him to eat it.” 

Elijah reached for the wine in the clear bowl filled with ice and expertly opened it, pouring a glass for the both of you. His siblings were all busy for the evening, each one had plans with their significant others as well. Tonight was only for you, Elijah, and Alex. 

As he handed you your glass, his hand lingered on top of yours, giving you a gentle squeeze. “Thank you darling.” 

You smiled at the small gesture and soon all three of you began eating. Baby Alex ate his fruits more than his main meal which found a home on the floor, his chin, and the high chair tray. He had eaten some of it but it was obvious he had no desire to finish the rest. You knew immediately how this would end, either you took the tray away or it’d turn into a food fight soon. 

Elijah decided to clear the table whilst you cleaned up your son. This is what parenthood was all about, teamwork. Everything you two did was in tandem. It was exhausting and quickly got repetitive but just one look at that little boy made it all worth it. Seeing him fed, cleaned, happy, safe, and so on is what motivated you both. 

Tonight felt different to you, you didn’t know why but it just was. Your husband had finished cleaning the kitchen and dining room in record time, per usual, and so had you. Alex was now in the living room with you — sat between your legs — playing with his toys. Each time you thought he was distracted and tried to change the channel, he’d instantly look up and whine at the lack of cartoons. You, as the caring and loving mother that you were, obliged and returned it back to the animations. 

“Sweetheart you’re playing with your toys, can’t I use the tv?” You asked as you looked down at him.  

“Toons?” Was all he asked in return. He knew what you were asking him but he had a question of his own. 

“I put it for you already.” You pointed up at the screen. “See?” 

He turned around and faced you fully, leaning his head on your stomach. He gestured with his fingers ‘thank you’ in sign language. You had been teaching him that since he couldn’t speak in full sentences yet. 

You tapped your chin once with your hand then extended it out in front of you as a way of saying ‘you’re welcome’. Baby Alex had been a fast learner and although you fully enjoyed his willingness to learn, you preferred it if he would talk instead. You and Elijah had started weaning him off slowly by speaking to him like a person and including him in things which gave him opportunities to speak or even ask. 

Elijah walked in the room and smiled at the sight of both of you. Alex was still seated between your legs, his head laid on your abdomen as he watched his toons. Your husband made himself comfortable on the floor next to you. He gently pulled you closer and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, kissing your forehead softly. His fingers found their way to your dark brown tresses and combed through leisurely. 

You have no idea how long you had been sitting down there but by the slowly rising chest of your son and his soft breaths, you knew he had fallen asleep. Elijah looked at you silently and shook his head. In mere seconds, Alex was in his father’s arms and they were now standing. 

“Goodnight my sweet boy.” You too were also on your feet, placing a kiss on his cheek as you whispered, “I love you.”

Elijah carefully walked in front of you as he made his way up the stairs and navigated through the house to Alex’s room. You had followed behind but made a right turn and entered your shared bedroom. With a sigh, you strolled to your closet in search of nightwear. Soon enough you were in the massive bathroom with your clothes and fresh towel in hand. 

You didn’t hear your husband enter the bedroom or call for you, the running water of the shower drowned him out. It wasn’t until you were about to undress that you saw him at the bathroom door, watching you. 

“Please, go on. I’d hate to stop you.” He said in a very innocent way but the look in his eye was anything but. 

“You’re watching?” 

“My dear it’s nothing I haven’t already seen.” He answered right as you slowly began unbuttoning your shirt until your black lace bra was visible. 

You had no problem with him watching you but you weren’t used to him doing nothing. He’d normally talk or tease you, at times he’d join in the stripping but this made you feel shy all of a sudden. He stood at the door completely silent as he unashamedly undressed you with his eyes. If he wanted a show, that’s exactly what he’d get. Something about that look in his eyes gave you newfound confidence. 

You decided to maintain eye contact as you undid the button on your jeans then tugged the zipper down. It was completely unnecessary but you were going to draw this out as long as possible. Shifting from one hip to the next, the pair of pants slowly lowered and once they reached your knees, you thought of kicking them off but that didn’t seem sexy. So instead you opted to bend down — showing off that beautiful arch of your back — and pulled each pant leg out one at a time. 

You raised yourself up slowly and peeked over at your husband. His eyes were glued to your movements, they followed you around hungrily but quietly. To be sure that you had his full attention, your fingers lightly grazed over your underwear and instantly his eyes flickered there. Good. You had him where you wanted him. Reaching back, your fingers knew their job and unclasped your bra with no issue. You didn’t bother to make this attractive, instead you just let the piece of lingerie drop on the white tilted bathroom floor. Your fingers were just as quick to remove the underwear before your husband could because you knew it’d end up torn instead. 

So there you stood before him, fully naked. Your body was not that of a model’s, not even close, but you loved it either way. Your boobs were large enough to fit perfectly in his palms which he enjoyed far too much. They were not perky, no gravity made sure they hung but that’s quite alright, it didn’t bother you. On the other hand, you were fully blessed with your hourglass figure, medium sized hips but a huge ass — huge enough for both his hands. You had some fat on your sides and light stretch marks on your lower abdomen and thighs. You were absolutely glorious in his eyes, he’d never dare change a thing about your body. 

He still hadn’t said a word or even made a move so you did the one thing you knew would arouse him. You cupped one breast in your hands and flicked the nipple, gently massaged it in circles then repeated the action. From the corner of your eye you saw the way his jaw twitched and throat rose and dropped as he swallowed. There was a bench behind you, you were aware of this and decided to go even further. You sat down, spread your legs apart and placed your left palm down for support. Using your right hand, you lifted that same breast to your lips but just before you could get any closer, he was instantly in front of you. 

Of course he’d never allow you to actually touch yourself in his presence, not unless he gave you the permission to. His hand quickly replaced yours and you put your hand on the bench, looking up at him expectantly. He weighed the flesh in his palm by moving his hand up and down, gazing down at it. He looked over at you for confirmation and you nodded. Wasting no time, his lips wrapped themselves around the nipple and right on cue, you let out a soft sigh. He licked around the nipple, sucking slowly at first — hollowing his cheeks as he took in as much of your breast in his mouth as he could — then sped up. His other hand must’ve felt lonely because he reached for the other boob and massaged it. 

His eyes were closed as he kept on sucking. His massaging had turned into pinching now which was equal parts painful and erotic. This was his happy place. He was utterly content being here between your boobs and would be forever. He pulled away with a pop then bit down on the bud which earned him a surprised moan from you. Thank goodness you were seated otherwise your feet would’ve abandoned you by now. 

It wasn’t until he looked up that you took note of his face. This man was beyond ready to devour you whole. Your clit twitched just at the thought of it and he sensed that. His eyes dropped down to your lap, between your legs, and stayed fixated there. You wanted to let him have you but you also wanted to be the one in control. So you took one of his hands in your own and placed it right on your pussy — the immediate contact alone made you sigh in pleasure. He didn’t do a thing, he wanted to see what you’d do next.  

Slowly you moved his hand up and down, palming yourself as you used him. You inched closer to the edge of the bench and gradually picked up the pace. He was intensely watching you get yourself off as your arousal filled the bathroom. You slowed down and lifted his hand off of you though you quickly plunged his middle finger inside your cunt. The intrusion made you moan and gasp out loud. In and out, in and out you controlled the action. 

“How often have you thought of this?” Elijah’s voice suddenly broke through the silence. 

“What?” It’s not that you didn’t hear him, you just weren’t paying attention. 

“How often have you imagined fingering yourself with my hands?” 

Fuck it was hot when he said it out loud. “Often.” You replied but judging from his look, you knew that wasn’t the answer he wanted. 

“Okay fine, a lot. I imagine it a lot.” 

This made him smirk. You could probably see the gears in his mind shifting. “Be a good dutiful wife and ride them.” 

“Ride?” 

“No time for shyness my dear. Ride all four fingers.” 

Shit. That wasn’t what you expected he’d say but you’d be a terrible liar if you denied how much it turned you on. You had ridden him before but never his fingers. You preferred his face, so did he honestly. 

“Ride. Now.” 

This sounded less like a request or suggestion and more like a demand which made it hotter. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why am I still thinking about this? You thought to yourself. 

From the look in your eye, he knew you had agreed and so he purposely pulled his middle finger out slowly out of you. You stood up and stepped away, he sat on the bench and patted his thigh. Using his right hand, he placed it on his leg with his fingers facing up then waited for you. It looked as if you were going to impale yourself on all four digits. 

Right before you could lower yourself, he pulled his hand away and put it in front of your lips. “Open up.” 

You did as told and his fingers intruded your mouth. You knew what was expected of you so you tried to suck them all without choking. Once his fingers were drenched in your saliva, he removed them and smiled. They were back on his lap and he was waiting again for you. 

As you lowered yourself, you kept reminding yourself to breathe. You kept repeating that in your mind until his fingers slowly stretched you out. Completely unprepared, your body jumped upon contact but he was right there to hold you firmly but gently. You knew you had to move but he felt so full. His fingers were slippery and wet — not to mention thick and long — which made for a delicious combination. 

You moved up slowly until they were almost out and then lowered your body back down and once again they filled you. This was slow but you gradually picked up speed until you were practically bouncing on them. Your hips rocked back and forth, grinding around in circles to get as much friction as possible. His other hand seemed too empty for your liking so you used it to play with your clit as you rode his other four. 

Your head was tossed back and eyes were closed. Your boobs swayed left and right, at times up and down, as you moved. Sounds of flesh on flesh could be heard, the slick was dropped down from his fingers to his palms and down his hand. Elijah was thoroughly enjoying this sight of you. Every now and then, he’d curve his fingers which made you moan even more. You were close, he was aware of this from your breathing and panting. In a few minutes your body completely stilled as it shook out an orgasm. 

“Good girl.” He praised as he parted your hair that was stuck to your face due to the sweat. 

“Thank you Eli.” 

“I hope you’re not tired darling. We’ve barely begun.” 

“Good. I want more.” 

“That’s my girl.” He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on your lips. 

He slowly pulled out his fingers and sucked them off one by one but purposefully skipped his middle one. Instead, he brought it closer to your mouth and you opened without prompting. In one slide, you sucked it off as you tasted yourself. You maintained eye contact with him as you sucked whilst inside your mouth, your tongue licked him. 

He knew what you wanted next so he pulled his finger out and tapped your ass gently. You got off of his lap and into position — you sunk to your knees with your hands behind your back — as you looked up at him, waiting. Elijah had no desire to put on a strip show right now so he used his vampire speed to slide out of his clothing in seconds. 

There he was in front and above you, fully naked. Your eyes didn’t know where to look but you knew where they’d end up anyways. You couldn’t help licking your lips as you faced his dick directly in front of you. It stood up alert, veins bulging around the entire length, as the precum dripped down. Without a thought, you leaned forward and licked it up. He groaned at the feeling of your wet, warm tongue on him. 

You pulled back and looked up at him. “Fuck my face.” 

“As you wish my dear.” You could hear the restrained happiness in his voice. 

Shutting your eyes, you sat back on the back of your legs and waited with your mouth open. He took a moment to enjoy this sight of you before grasping himself in his hand then slid inside slowly. He hissed at the hotness of your mouth and when you immediately closed around him. Your tongue licked him but you opened once again. This time he didn’t slide all the way in, halfway in and he pulled out then went back in. He kept this up for a while, eventually speeding up but it was an inhumane one. The sides of your mouth hurt and your throat was starting to ache from the constant prodding his dick was doing. 

Both of his hands were in your hair, holding you in place as he mercilessly fucked your mouth. Saliva was dripping down from your mouth to your chin and down the valley of your chest. This didn’t phase you at all, you took it all happily. When he looked down, all he saw were your sweet eyes staring back up at him and this made me fuck you harder. You looked so ridiculously innocent when he knew otherwise. He was trying to fuck that innocent look off of your face but instead it was what made him feral. 

Elijah loosened his grip on your head and you decided to take initiative. You lifted your right hand and placed it on his dick, slowly moving your hand up and down. Your mouth pushed him out until the head remained and sucked harshly. Hollowing your cheeks, you spit on his dick a couple of times and licked it up. Your hand continued to jack his length off whilst your mouth teased his head. 

This went on for a few minutes until you changed your actions. Your mouth widened and took all of him inside until he hit the back of your throat — the fullness made you instinctively gag — then placed both of your hands on his thighs for support. You bobbed your head back and forth, gagging until your eyes watered. You pulled all the way out then quickly pushed him back in, your nose was firmly pressed against his base. 

“Love if you don’t stop, I’ll– fuck…I’ll cum.” He was close, you could hear it in his voice. 

You mumbled but your mouth was full so all he felt were vibrations. This made him twitch and you stifled a giggle which caused another twitch. You pulled him out slowly and tapped his dick on your tongue, firmly jacking him off all the while. 

“Please do it. Cum inside.” 

Without warning, he was balls deep in your mouth once again and this time you intended on him staying there until you said otherwise. Your hand toyed with his balls, pinching and rolling them around in your fingers. You knew what would push him so you sat back on your legs once more and gazed up at him, your mouth full of him as he fucked and you deepthroated him. 

“Such a good girl, taking all of me.” He praised you. “Would you like a reward my dear?” 

You couldn’t speak so you nodded your head rapidly. You were craving to taste him far more than you thought you would. 

“Will you swallow? I want it to coat your throat.” 

You nodded profusely once again. He was teasing you, you just knew it. Coat my throat? Fuck yes. Yes please. You thought to yourself and silently begged for that salty, creamy goodness. 

Elijah placed both hands on the sides of your face and went to town. His movements were unforgiving and ruthless, his speed was inhumane. He was determined to cum and fill your mouth if it were the last thing he’d do. You knew he was there when his movements became sloppy and soon after he emptied himself in your mouth. A loud deep groan erupted from his chest as he let go. 

When he was satisfied and done, he pulled out and looked at your mouth. He was right, he’d surely coat your throat. You couldn’t even open your mouth to show him, you were filled to the brim so you swallowed as he watched. Tongue out, you proudly showed him your now empty mouth. 

“My goodness you look stunning like that.” He sighed contentedly. 

You slowly got off your knees and stood up with a grin on your face, “You are delicious my love.” 

“My wife has a dirty mouth. What shall I ever do about that?” He mused with a slight smile. 

“Put it to use.” You cheekily replied then stepped back from him. You turned around and stepped into the glass shower that had now fogged up. “Join me?” 

He laughed then answered, “With absolute pleasure.” 

The moment he walked in, you found your back pressed against the wet wall. Your hair had slowly started to stick to your face, neck, and any part of skin it could. With his outstretched hand, he ran his fingers slowly through the partially wet and dry strands, and without notice you felt your head being yanked backwards and downwards. Before you could react to the pain, his lips were quick to find the pleasure spot on the base of your neck. 

There was a mixture of licking and sucking. You couldn’t tell if the wetness was his saliva or the water droplets. It didn’t matter anyways, your mind was just absentmindedly wondering. You were taken by the pleasurable kisses that you didn’t realize until it was late — you were bleeding. His fangs sunk into your carotid as he happily drank– one hand gripped your hair still and the other had been caressing your boob. 

It was euphoric for him. He’d never tire of you in all the ways he had sampled you. There was no favorite for him, he’d devour you in all moral and immoral ways. No questions asked, no complaints. As he drank, he savored the metallic liquid that coursed through him, awakening every nerve in him. 

An impulsive image interrupted his feeding– he suddenly remembered that he was a father. Less than a year ago, you were in this exact situation. It’s what led to the pregnancy. This train of thought alone was turning him feral. He could vividly see how he had fucked you raw for months on end — not that you ever complained — and one day you had come running to him with a smile as your hand waved the test stick around in the air. 

Your soft moan brought him back from his memories and he retracted his fangs, the veins disappearing in an instant. Your husband stared down at you, his hands switched around to hold you better – his left one hooked under your right thigh and his right hand found its place on your throat. His dick was situated perfectly at your entrance, one slight hip thrust and he’d be inside. 

“Do you think Alex would like a younger sibling?” He asked. 

“I think he’d like someone to play with.” You agreed. 

“Mm, I’d like you to play with me sweetheart.” 

“Yeah? What game do you have in mind?” 

“How about ‘fill her up’?” That smug smile on his face made your clit throb. 

“How do we play?” 

Your husband leaned his head down until his lips were next to the right side of your face, directly on your ear. “I’ll empty my cum inside you and fill you to the brim. You’ll be a good wife and take it.” 

You didn’t even have to say anything, your body betrayed you immediately. Your arousal and the twitching of your thighs told him exactly what he wanted to know. You didn’t even respond — you nodded as you hiked your leg higher on his waist — just glanced up at him, a feigned look of innocence graced your face. 

Elijah chuckled and thrusted inside immediately, not letting you have a moment to adjust. He pushed his hips in and out in a lazy manner as a sort of warmup. The contact made your head instinctively tilt back and your eyes shut. Your mouth made a small o shape, soft whimpers escaping here and there. His hand released your throat and lifted your other leg up, resting it on his waist. You were now straddling him — back against the tiled wall — so you placed your hands on his shoulders for support. 

His large hands held onto your thighs firmly whilst his hips picked up speed. All that could be heard was the slapping sound that skin on skin was making when it would come in contact with each other. You decided to take a look down and saw his dick enter you then seconds later it’d come out. You moaned just at the sight which caught his attention, he had noticed you watching yourself being fucked. The ferocity in which he used to enter you was unexpected but the feeling it left you with was indescribable. 

Elijah had started to tire of this slow pace, he wanted you destroyed but you were far from it. You could pinpoint the exact moment you saw his pupils dilate, it was around the same time that the shower room felt more intense. Suddenly, you found yourself on the warm, wet shower floor laying down on your back — both of your hands were pinned above your head by one of his. His hips thrusted into you so powerfully that it jolted your body. 

It was hot. Fucking hot. He had been staring at it the entire time, it could explain his ruthless movements. Elijah was so deep inside you that his dick’s imprint could be seen from the outside. You were now watching the bulge on your abdomen as it filled you fully then retreated, in again and out. It was fucking hot. Your legs spread wider for him and tightly wrapped themselves around his hips. Breathing was a bit of a chore at this moment, every thrust made you feel like he’d tear you apart. 

Your eyes had started to water and your mouth was salivating. Your back arched upwards towards him and he took the hint, his head lowered close enough to take a nipple in his mouth. You were meant to take it all — take the thrusts, the nipple sucks and bites, the choking — like a good girl. So good. Actually you’d be the best girl because you wanted to please him in every way. 

“Eli…more please.” You weakly begged. 

You knew if you wanted him to listen, you’d need to do more than that. He knew it too which is why he didn’t respond, he just stared at you. To motivate you, he bit down on your nipple but this only made you moan. He removed the hand on your throat and leisurely slid it down your body, hovering right above your clit. He stared at you expectantly. 

“Put it there.” 

His fingers grazed the protruding sensitive nub which earned him a sigh and gasp. “Where are your manners dear?” 

“Please Eli. Please.” 

A small smirk was his response to you. You felt it before you saw it– the slap on your clit that made your hips jolt. He did it again when he saw your reaction. Once again, you tried to move away from him. That smile was so deceiving, he was thoroughly enjoying this. This time he flicked the nub then rolled it between his thumb and pointer finger. You were so caught up in the action that you hadn’t prepared for him to palm you rapidly, making good use of that vampire speed. You didn’t even last a minute, you were moaning loudly as you came undone, a bit of pee even escaped you. 

You may have orgasmed but he hadn’t and it was his turn. While he was getting you off, he had stilled his actions so now he wanted his fun. He pulled out of you and released your hands then flipped you over to your stomach. You laid there and waited to see what he’d do next. You couldn’t see anything unless you looked back so you had to rely on your other senses. 

Tap. Tap tap. You didn’t need to look to know what that was, he was slapping your ass cheeks with his dick. He sandwiched himself between both cheeks, rubbing himself against them. He sighed and then slowly inserted it in your pussy. There was no restraint, he was already balls deep and had no intention of slowing down or stopping to give you a break. He was chasing his own high — your walls weren’t helping the situation, they grasped him firmly in place  — and would get what he wanted no matter what. 

His movements now had no definite rhythm, he slowed then sped so you knew he was close. You reached back to your ass and spread your cheeks apart for him slightly. There was nothing to say, only do. He pushed your back down and used his speed to mercilessly pound into you. Your moans were being drowned out by his own. He was getting closer. His fingers reached around you and found your clit, he toyed around with the nub and your folds. 

His lips were next to your neck, nibbling on the flesh, then he whispered, “Will you cum for me again?” 

You nodded your head rapidly, “Yes. Please make me.” 

“Shall I coat your pretty pink walls white with my cum darling? Would you like that?” 

“Fuck yes. Eli please.” 

“Then empty me. Tighten those walls and squeeze every last drop.” 

“I’ll be a good girl and do it for you.” 

Several more thrusts plus a few more vulgarities and he erupted in tandem with you. Elijah let out a loud groan as he filled you up — as promised — to the brim with him cum. He stayed there for a few minutes then slowly pulled out. Some semen threatened to escape but he used his fingers to shove it back inside your cunt. The sight of you laid out on your stomach with your pussy full of his cum was giving him ideas. Feral ones that is. 

“You did so well darling.” He praised as he lifted you up. He sat down on the built-in shower seat and pulled you into his lap. 

You offered a soft smile then leaned into him for a kiss which he happily obliged you with. His arms rested on your hips and yours on his shoulders. It was slow and sweet then after a moment you both pulled away. 

“I hope you’re not tired yet. I still want more.” You told him, gently caressing his face. 

“I’d never tire of you. Besides I shall need to fill your womb if you’re to fall pregnant once again.” 

“You say the most romantic things.” 

Elijah chuckled and kissed your forehead. “You enjoy the filth, I’m merely indulging you.” 

You knew that was a lie. He absolutely loved the dirty talk, aside from your looks, it turned him on but he wouldn’t admit it out loud. 

“If you say so.” You hid your smile then added, “Let’s play a game of ‘fill her up’.” 

So you both did once again. Two more rounds were in the shower but you couldn’t keep your hands to yourselves so one more was in the bathroom, on that bench. You had to shower separately otherwise you’d never leave. Once you were fresh and had been fucked to your heart’s content, you laid in bed and waited as he went to check on Alex. 

Your hand rubbed your abdomen at the thought of another child. You wanted one and so did he but there was no rush, it was rather fun trying to make one. Elijah was back and in bed next to you, he reached for your body and pulled you close to him. His lips left a gentle kiss on your forehead whilst his hands rubbed your back in small circles. He was happy and content with the life he had, he’d never change a thing but he wouldn’t refuse the idea of a bigger family with you. 

“I love you Y/N.” He said as he stroked your arm softly. 

Your face was snuggled into his chest so your reply came out muffled. You lifted your head up and looked at him, “I love you Eli.” 

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Perhaps some more Danny with davekat if you are sill taking requests? Like maybe some domestic davekat and Danny is also there?

so sorry 4 the wait anon! i couldnt think of many domestic scenarios, so i hope u can forgive me with these doots + sum headcanons m(_ _)m

With Dave:

baby Danny really likes to bite him! Especially since human flesh is soft, so it gets addicting for a growing wriggler……

it's very much fun to climb up his parents', but his favourite playground is dave since he's taller and bulkier. on the same topic, he also prefers dave to carry him (one of the motives is the one cited above)

he gets more naughty and playful when dave tries to take care of him. examples include: bathtime, feeding, getting dressed, being put to sleep, etc. while he is more well-behaved with karkat(albeit still fussy like all kids)

human and troll body warmth are different, and although karkat's mutation makes him very warm, it's a little too much to the kid, which makes him rather cuddle to dave(specifically under his arms or even worse, directly on top of his nose…)

he acidentally pinches dave sometimes when being held, but it's not on purpose :(

kinda weird one, but when danny's in a vulnerable position(ex.: using his diaper) he gets alert when dave(or anyone other than karkat) is around, and stares straight into their soul. troll instincts not fully identifying him as a lusus or smth idk

With Karkat:

as i mentioned before, much better behaved with karkat, although it may be because he's much more strict than dave

even if he prefers dave in question of comfort, he would rather stay with karkat if possible, since troll reasons idklolz

karkat grabs him by the scruff like a kitten because i think thats cute

more cat-like habits include: getting super close to danny if he feels threatened, keeping very close watch no matter where(at least during his toddler years), purring and chirring to make him feel safe :3

danny likes climbing karkat too, but its really so he can stay either on his chest or his hair(his favourite parts in question of warmth)

they share much more common interests, although personality-ways he matches more with dave

on the topic of personalities, he's very ill-tempered. not as much as karkat, but he's much quicker to explode(especially as a little grub!)

and another thing relating to his troll/human hybrid thing, his instincts really collide with eachother, since dave is not a troll, danny subconsciouly think of it as danger but also as a lusus, while the human genes stop him from like, screeching or attacking or crying since it knows its his parent and doesn't have the "stranger danger" signal. I might get in depth on that hybrid effect in another post if you guys get interested but for now thats it since i dont want to make this post long (ﾉ∀＼*)

again, sorry again anon!!

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#sorry for posting at midnight but i rlly dont wanna delay this further #homestuck #davekat #dave strider #karkat vantas #danny s v #ask #ruroekaki #again SORRY FOR THE WAIT ANON!! #i got stuck thinking of what to do but ultimely just drew a bunch of fluff... #if future anons could specify what they'd like that would be very much appreciated!! i want to please everyone ^_^