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opscuritas · 5 months
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The smut war has started and my first attack comes in the form of a comic: "The taste of my desire" (Page 1/?) Enjoy. 😈
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luminolveins · 14 days
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I saw this post and it called me... Is this anything
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misc-obeyme · 8 months
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Hello hello!!! I just saw your kink/flufftober post and wondered if I could request “biting” with barbatos? It can be either fluff of nsfw, whichever gets the creative juices flowing more! As always, love the work you do here, thank you!!!!
Hello and thank you I'm so glad you're enjoying my writing! <3
I was doing so well keeping within my word count limit until now. I can't act like I'm surprised, it's Barbatos we're talking about lol. And I decided to use this as a kink prompt because ooooof I love biting. So you know, having two things I very much enjoy as a prompt ended up with something slightly longer than perhaps intended. But I think it turned out okay still!
Thank you for submitting a prompt!
KINKTOBER 2023
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GN!MC x Barbatos
NSFW MDNI
Warnings: biting, a little bit of blood, oral and penetration (both reader receiving)
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You were in the kitchen at the Demon Lord's Castle, helping Barbatos make red velvet cupcakes. Since it was a flavor from the human world, you had agreed to help out with making them, passing final judgment on how they turned out. You were currently mixing the red food coloring into the batter. While the recipe you had used was a classic red velvet recipe, the bright color of the cake still needed that extra vibrancy from the food coloring.
Barbatos was beside you, mixing vanilla into the frosting.
Normally, Barbatos entered a sort of flow when baking. It was almost meditative, the way he moved around the kitchen so easily. But at that moment, you noticed that he seemed a little distracted. Certainly the frosting was looking delicious, but he seemed to be focused elsewhere.
You stopped what you were doing and looked over at him. He froze, meeting your eyes for a moment before flicking his gaze down to your fingers.
You looked down at your hands and saw that they were covered in red food coloring.
You laughed a little. "Sorry," you said. "I'm making a mess, huh? Is that why you're so distracted?"
Barbatos closed his eyes and frowned. "You needn't apologize, MC. I'm afraid seeing that brilliant red on your skin has made me think of things I shouldn't."
You were puzzled by this response. You cocked your head curiously. "Such as…?"
Barbatos opened his eyes and the hunger you saw there made heat run through you. Barbatos put down the spatula he'd been using to mix the vanilla into the frosting and took one of your hands instead. He brought it to his lips and kissed away some of the red. The way it painted his lips was so sensual your knees went weak.
You let out a little gasp as Barbatos circled behind you, putting his red stained lips to your neck. You had to grip the kitchen counter for support as he sucked for a moment, his arms going around your waist.
Barbatos let his teeth scrape gently across your skin as he pulled his lips away. "Forgive me, MC. I am not sure what has come over me."
His arms moved as if he was about to move away from you, but you put both of your hands on them. You didn't care that you were likely getting red food coloring on him. You just wanted to hold him in place. "Don't stop."
Barbatos pressed himself into you and there was no mistaking the erection you felt against you as he put his lips back on your neck.
You moaned as he bit down gently, as though he couldn't resist but he also didn't want to hurt you too much.
You deliberately pushed yourself back against him, making it clear that you knew how turned on he already was.
Barbatos laughed softly against your neck. "What is it you would like from me, MC?"
"I want you to bite harder," you said.
Barbatos put his lips on your ear. "As you wish."
A tingle ran up your spine at the sound of his voice in your ear. He turned you around in his arms, then lifted you bodily. He set you down on the kitchen counter, on a spot that was far away from where you had been attempting to make red velvet cupcakes.
In moments, Barbatos had removed your clothes and put his lips on your inner thighs. Your hands flew to his head, fingers running through his hair. You gasped and tried desperately not to pull when he bit down on the sensitive skin there, harder than before just as you had asked. He worked his way up your thigh, biting the whole time, making you gasp and whine as he did.
When he finally put his tongue between your legs, you cried out his name, your legs squeezing around his head involuntarily. He stayed there for a long time, but he never let you get too close to orgasming.
Barbatos finally stood up, causing you to whine and grip at his arms unhappily. You squirmed on the counter top as you tried to pull him closer to you. He obliged, moving closer to stand between your knees.
Barbatos reached out and put his fingertips to your neck where he had been biting it earlier. He wasn't wearing his gloves, of course, he had taken them off long before you even started baking. Now his fingers were covered in the red food coloring.
"Barbatos," you said as you pulled on his pants, unzipping them and pulling out his cock. You rubbed it in your hands for a moment before looking at him. "Please."
"Normally I would not allow such a mess to occur on my kitchen counter," Barbatos said quietly, putting his hands on either side of you and leaning in to your neck once again. "But I'm afraid you've awakened something in me, MC."
You wrapped your arms around his shoulders in an attempt to pull him closer. You realized that the counter here was a bit lower than it was in most of the other places in the kitchen. Which meant that you were at the perfect height. You smirked a little when you realized that Barbatos knew exactly what he was doing when he placed you here.
The smirk was gone in an instant as Barbatos pressed his cock into you, his teeth leaving marks on your neck at the same time, his hands gripping your hips. You had to hold on because as soon as he was inside you, Barbatos did not hold back. You felt your entire body heat up as he thrust fast and hard, his teeth continuing down your neck. He reached up to pull your top out of the way so he could bite down your shoulder.
The sweetness of his cock inside you mixed with the pleasurable pain of his teeth was almost too much sensation. You couldn't hold still and you couldn't keep quiet. You were already close from when he was using his tongue and it wasn't long before you were crying out, clamping hard around him. You felt his cum inside you only moments later.
When Barbatos pulled away to look at you, the red of the food coloring was still bright against his lips, but there was a slightly darker red next to it now. He leaned back in and kissed the bite marks he had left.
"Your blood is much prettier than this food coloring," he said softly in your ear. "I do hope I did not hurt you too much by drawing it."
You sighed against him, leaning your head on his shoulder. "Next time you can add the food coloring to the batter."
Barbatos chuckled, taking your face in his hands and kissing you. Later you would need to wash the red off your hands as well as your lips, cheeks, neck, and thighs.
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vorestarr · 5 months
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just always thinking about Astarion's ever-present hunger and how it's the first thing he comments on after ascension. ("I... I can't feel it. That ache in my stomach, that hunger - It's gone.")
thinking about how such a key aspect of Cazador's control and torture was keeping the spawn hungry. the seven in his house forbidden from eating thinking creatures, Astarion fed a diet of rats only, the 7000 below not fed at all.
and how Astarion's first time feeding on a thinking creature is because he's testing whether the tadpole that lets him walk in the sun also freed him from Cazador's control. how he finds himself thinking about the blood of whoever he's talking to in casual conversations. how he keeps fully draining the animals he hunts, and even drains a bear in one night. how he kills the player character when he feeds from them for the first time if they don't stop him. how if the player sleeps with him and agrees to let him drink from them during sex, it's a huge approval boost. all the little comments about his hunger throughout the game -- if you dig up the tiefling grave in the grove he remarks that it's not fresh but he'll keep it in mind if he needs a snack later, in the mausoleum he quips "bodies bodies everywhere but not a drop to drink" about the skeletons, if you read his mind before ascension he's thinking about the smell of blood all around, the examples go on and on.
it seems like such a critical part of his internal state to me. he lives his entire undead life in a state of constant hunger, and when he's finally free to eat his fill, he's also hyper-aware of how the people around him may turn on him or try to kill him for how he eats -- he emphasizes that he feeds on animals when he confesses his vampirism to the player, even when he's caught almost feeding from them in the middle of the night.
i just think that must be such a powerful motivation. this need that is constantly at the surface, that he is constantly aware of and consciously not acting on, and that was also used against him, to control him, for centuries.
and i think it's so fascinating from a character perspective that he doesn't feed from humanoids not because of any moral issue, but because he was forbidden and physically could not do it. (Dalyria tried to drink from the girl you find in Cazador's mansion and she was physically sick, retching and choking.) he doesn't drink from humanoids when traveling with the companions if the player specifically forbids it, because he recognizes he needs the party and he's willing to put up with this to stay with the group.
but he's always thinking about it.
and then all of that, plus the fact that when he confronts Cazador, he views his options as killing Cazador without performing the ritual or killing Cazador by performing the ritual. he seemingly never even thinks of the idea that he could drink Cazador's blood, and that feels pretty significant too.
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thatmemeguy89 · 2 months
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I might have downloaded the wrong Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, but I’m not complaining.
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domokunrainbowkinz · 3 months
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Heart eyes motherfucker
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angelstills · 3 months
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Gangubai Kathiawadi (2022)
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fullcravings · 10 months
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Better Than Sex Cake
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starlightsugar · 3 months
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Imagine being some kid and you make a new friend at school and his name is Ollie. You ask if you can hang out at his house and he’s all like “sure” so you go to his house and Ollie’s all like “hey dad this is my new friend” and you look up and his dad is fucking Matpat
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shhhsoftnwet · 4 months
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Sometimes all a bad bitch want is a silly little short king 👹❤️‍🔥
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separatist-apologist · 4 months
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I have 15k words (4 chapters) of arranged marriage erina I can post for romance week, or I can finish first person food blogger elain. I'm a slut for your approval, so let me know which you prefer
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thatmemeguy89 · 4 months
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Makes me want to dive face first in it
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notbecauseofvictories · 7 months
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you know, faulkner, there was a memorable moment when mason was monologuing smugly about how well and how cleverly he'd taken over the faith, steered the parish towards his desired ends. he believed he'd won, or at least that he could outpace anything that wanted to swallow him whole. look where that got him.
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gabrielisdead · 6 months
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bro I went to an underrated small restaurant and ate the most delicious soup in my life, teared up after finishing it and left with a void within my heart that no other soup could ever fill up
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cloudsofbespin · 1 year
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I can’t stop thinking how Lestat could hear Louis’ thoughts the entire time he was courting him. How long was it? Months? That must have been some R-rated shit, considering Louis was down horrendously from the very first moment he laid eyes on that obnoxious(ly hot) French white.
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watermelinoe · 29 days
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some of you are like well i refuse to vote democrat because when the rapture revolution comes i want to be morally pure
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