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[brexrif]

Omg please write the bathroom scene 🥵🥵🥵

Yes, sir.

A/N: I’m on my period and my hormones are raging at the moment, so I whipped up some fluffy smut because why not?! Unedited so be gentle.

MASTERLIST 

Also, if I keep tagging you and you’re not interested or want to be tagged; please let know!

Word Count: 1130k

Warnings: fingering, light SMUT, language. Just don’t click if you’re not into smut? Enjoy! 

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“Henry! People are starting to stare.”

His beard continued onward tickling along the crevice of her elongated neck, exposing all the more skin for him to devour. Ever so gently, Henry lightly nibbled forcing a whimper from Y/N. The smile upon her lips was contagiously infectious towards the playful and extremely handsome gentleman beside her. Especially when sporting a hand-stitched tailored tuxedo created by Tom Ford himself. Yes, Henry was a fucking snack waiting to be unwrapped by Y/N.

In his best southern accent, Henry spoke animatedly; “Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.”

“Ah, I see. Pulling out all the stops tonight, aren’t ya?”

“Clark Gable is a classic, my love. Can’t mess with perfection. Ever the clever one.”

Y/N giggled nuzzling into his warm embrace eager to mask her mounting excitement. Her entire body hummed in pleasure sending a tingle between her thighs. A moan clumsily slipped out; her breathing increased uncontrollably.

“Baby…”

His hand had been resting along her knee giving reassuring nudges the duration of the night. After all, it isn’t every day the BAFTA’s happened.

“I know your games too well, darling. It’s an added bonus to see you in such a frivolous state in public no less. Tsk, tsk.”

His heated hand skimmed from her knee gravitating towards where she needed him most. She shivered in anticipation questioning just how far Henry would push her.

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[brexrif]

Thanks for the rec babe!!! 🥰❤️

Hey girl, I always look forward to your posts and writing! I adored your August series and I was wondering if you had recommendations for long series concerning Henry, Geralt, August, etc.! ❤️

Hey love, thank you so much for saying that. 

For Henry and Geralt, some short series:

@ladyreapermc​ - Eyes wide shut and rules of engagement 

@brexrif - The White Wolf (a Geralt series)

@the-soot-sprite short series (completed) Wanderlust is highly recommended

@viking-raider writes A LOT of series. The one I am hooked on right now is The Immortal Sky and she just started a new one called The Belle and the Bane

But for August, @dancingwendigo​ wrote two, one complete:

Worship and Trapped

[brexrif]

Yessss 😍😍😍😍

Geralt of Rivia = actual wolf

I SHIT YOU NOT, FAM

GERALT OF RIVIA IS A FUCKING FLUFFY FLUFF FLUFF GROWN UP WOLF PUP, IT’S NOT EVEN UP FOR DEBATE

source of wolf facts: (x)

@littlefreya​ @chamomilebottom​ @mary-ann84​ @henrythickcavill​ @dancingwendigo​ @achaoticaugust​ @killjoy-assbutt-1112​ @luna-aestas​ @iloveyouyen​ @captainbigdy​ @radaofrivia​ @fuckoffbard​ @indigosaurus​ @constip8merm8​ @jolly-polly​ @thelastsock​ @the-soot-sprite​ @hell1129-blog​ @lunedelorient​ @when-in-doubt-eat-pizza​ @geek-eat-repeat​

[brexrif]

Omg @madbaddic7ed that is exactly how I imagined Geralt turning around too 😂 he’s pleased with what he saw and what he can smell 🥵

I love me a cheeky, horny Geralt

Hey dear, I hope to not disturb you

What do you think Henry's characters will do if they walk in on you changing?? (sorry if the sentence is not correct, I'm still learning)

Hey nonie, you never disturb me. Thank you for this adorable prompt. I hope it brightens everyone’s shitty weekend. 🖤🌈

He accidentally walks into the room while you’re changing your clothes and...

August licks his lips, his steel-blue eyes gliding up and down your enticing form carefully, soaking every curve and detail of your skin. Before you know it, he locks the door and turns toward you, beginning to strip his jacket off and loosening his tie.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” he asks in a husky, low tone. 

A real southern gentleman, the Captain turns away immediately, covering his eyes and exclaiming a nervous “Woah! sorry there, ma’am!” 

Obviously, he’s been dreaming about seeing you naked for a while now, the blood already streaming down to his loins and he can’t help but scratch his cropped hair anxiously. 

But then he is not leaving, and maybe deep inside he is hoping that you’ll ask him to say.

Walter stands there stunned for a good couple of seconds, his ol’ SWAT team instincts all gone as he takes in your naked body before suddenly shouting “fuck!!!” and turning around.

Napoleon’s lips curl into a smirk full of mischief, he shuts the door softly and bats his lashes as he turns toward you, making a single step forward.

“Should I stay?” he asks and dampens his lips with appetite.

Geralt gives you a horny “hmmm...” and awaits your order while reluctantly turning around. But he knows you are about to ask him to stay, he can smell the arousal pooling between your thighs, and sweetheart, it smells good.  

Trust that Clark knew you are taking off your shirt when he was nearing the door. Remember he has x-ray vision and such? :D So we can only assume that this is dark!Clark and he had full intent on walking in, and zero wish to walk away. 

He takes a step closer and gives you a sinister grin. 

Charles stands there amazed by your beauty, his gaze - a complete awe of you, making you feel as if you are some sort of mythological creature or a goddess. 

“Milady,” he utters in a soft low hum, “let me look at you”. And as if you are controlled by some spell, your arms uncross from your breasts in an invitation for him to follow inside.

Mike beams at you with his pristine blue eyes and offers you a goofy grin...

“BOOBIES!!!”

[brexrif]

Guys this is literally me coming back from another lil hiatus to see this story has over 3,000 notes.

I love you all so much. Thank you so much for reading and validating my filthy mind and creativity. I hope y’all are enjoying the wet panties and visions of a rough Daddy Geralt ❤️❤️❤️ I have so much gratitude, seriously.

Be Still for Daddy

“Be Still for Daddy”

This is EASILY the filthiest thing I’ve ever written. There is no plot. I just really couldn’t stop thinking about Geralt throat fucking me, okay?

Find my other writings about Geralt here: MASTER LIST

Warnings: SMUT! It’s so rough, if you aren’t into that plz move along.

Xxxxxx

“I wanna see my cock bulging through that little throat” The Witcher choked you: one giant hand effortlessly wrapped around your throat and squeezing tightly to punctuate his intention.

You lay sprawled on the bed, sweaty and writhing. Geralt made his way to the opposite end and pulled you roughly towards him. You were on your back, panting toward the ceiling. He effortlessly dragged you to the edge of the mattress, so your head dangled off and the rest of your naked body laid vulnerably before him. He positioned himself in front of you. He is so very huge and tall, he had to widened his stance to get closer to your level. Your forehead sat between his giant, hairy thighs and the weight of his impressive balls rest pressed against your face. You were consumed by his manly smell and licked your lips with anticipation.

Geralt had already made you cum three times, you were already wet and worn but he had a way of making you- well, cock drunk. You simply couldn’t have enough of him and you were deliriously at his every whim.

As if reading your mind he growled above you,

“you’re such a little slut for this cock, aren’t you princess?” His massive length twitched above you, tickling your lips and your chin.

“Mhmmm” you sang in response bucking and wriggling your hips missing him inside you- any part of him in any hole would do. When he had you like this, you felt empty without him filling you-just as he intended. You brought your fingers up to squeeze your hardened nipples, desperate for more pleasure and continued wriggling for Geralt. You felt a sharp sting as his hand came down firm on the fleshy part of your hip.

“I don’t remember giving you permission to touch those, princess”

You whined at him and kicked your feet defiantly. You were frustrated, truly aching for more pleasure. Geralt had such a way of getting you to this humiliating and exhilarating state.

“Hmmmmm,” he beamed down at you, pleased with how desperate and pathetic you were for him. You felt his large, calloused hands drag up your sides from your hips all the way up to your cheeks, which he held for a moment to bring your eyes up to him. You savored every inch of his touch. He was looking down at you wickedly, smiling and a low growl resonated deep in his chest. He released your head to dangle off the bed again and took your wrists roughly.

“Now, hold on like a good little girl” he put your hands around his thick thighs and you held on obediently. He drew his hips back momentarily to position himself before your mouth. Your lips fell open for him and a moan escaped, to which he chuckled deep and gravely, amused by your pathetic plea.

He pushed his length into you, allowing you a moment to stretch your neck and make room for him. He threw his head back and groaned loudly. He inhaled again sharply through his teeth. You found it nice to take him in your throat like this, and he knew he could slam into you from this angle with a dangerous force. He pulled back and winced as his cock left you, before slamming back in and groaning again.

You felt his fingers lightly reach your throat.

“Gods you take me so well. Look how my cock bulges in that tiny little throat” he moaned, almost to himself. He continued pumping in and out of your throat like this, meeting the light touch of his fingers that admired the depth he achieved in your throat. He traced the outline of his cock underneath your thin skin before pulling out a few times, in true admiration.

Admiring himself ignited a sadistic fire in him- he can be quite arrogant. Geralt’s strong legs gained so much force in this position, he soon was easily fucking your skull into the mattress. His balls clapped on your face lewdly, but you loved it. The Witcher was right, you were a cock slut, desperate to take in as much of him as you possibly could. You dug your nails into the back of his hairy thighs and he pounded your face even harder, encouraged by your invitation. He was merciless, treating your throat rough like he would your pussy, disregarding the fact that your throat served other purposes- not to Geralt, not right now.

“Such a nice little hole for Daddy to pound, princess”

You struggled to breathe through your nose, suffocating slightly under the heat of his entire undercarriage. You gargled and choked inadvertently on his hard, giant cock but he did not skip a beat. He established a quick and powerful rhythm driving and pounding into your face with no reserve.

“Fuck, y/n” he moaned between thrusts above you, clearly starting to come undone. He quickly worked to hitch one foot up on the bedframe for more leverage and your eyes widened, you whined and fussed as he adjusted knowing what would follow.

“Shhhhh, be still for daddy”

With one leg hitched up and one still planted on the floor, he brought his cock to your lips again. You were hesitant this time, knowing with this new position would come hardly tolerable power behind his thrusts.

“Say ah” he growled at you and your lips fell apart for him obediently. He slid into you and moaned loudly bringing his hands to your hips. He wrapped his hands underneath you, and grabbed you roughly by your ass cheeks. He brought you even closer to him, shoving his cock deeper down your throat.

Once settled with his new grip and stance, Geralt bore into your face with an unparalleled force. Your hands left his thighs and gripped the side of the mattress for support. You whined and gargled, slobber and precum dripping down your face and into your eyes, which were tearing from the rough treatment. Geralt’s balls were slapping into the wet mess, making your face look even more destroyed with every thrust. He grunted and yelled with most every thrust and his cock was absolutely rigid inside you. You whimpered, thought you might vomit, but you didn’t.

“Take that big cock you slut” Geralt growled angrily over you, feeling you fade beneath him. The sloshing and gargling in your throat heightened as his pace quickened. You whimpered and cried as your stamina faded-his body weight slamming into your head, the blood rushing all to your battered brain and the mush of your thoughts clouded by a persistent pathetic desperation.

Geralt howled, throwing his head back and digging his nails into your ass cheeks, he was almost lifting you as he drove your whole body, backwards into his cock and spilled into you. You held your breath, knowing you would surely choke and/or vomit if you tried to breath through his orgasm. You felt his giant load exploding right down your throat. He twitched inside you, each movement punctuated with a labored groan as every last drop drained from his cock. He finally pulled from you and you sat up abruptly, coughing and wiping your face.

“Gods I love wrecking that pretty little princess face with my cock” he brought a hand gently to your face, helping to wipe the slobber from your cheeks. He patted your back lovingly as you continued to cough and regain your breath. Patting turned into gentle rubbing as his giant hands made their way easily all over you.

You regained your breath finally and had stopped your eyes from watering. You brought your gaze to meet Geralt’s again and licked your lips at him. His cock twitched at the sight, already ready for more.

“There she is” he praised.

Xxxxxxxxx

SO FILTHY! Plz share thoughts below omg. I’ll tag people tomorrow it’s literally 3am I just wanted to get this out there for y’all to enjoy. Someone lock me up.

[brexrif]

Thank you as always my angel! I hope you are well 😘

Be Still for Daddy

“Be Still for Daddy”

This is EASILY the filthiest thing I’ve ever written. There is no plot. I just really couldn’t stop thinking about Geralt throat fucking me, okay?

Find my other writings about Geralt here: MASTER LIST

Warnings: SMUT! It’s so rough, if you aren’t into that plz move along.

Xxxxxx

“I wanna see my cock bulging through that little throat” The Witcher choked you: one giant hand effortlessly wrapped around your throat and squeezing tightly to punctuate his intention.

You lay sprawled on the bed, sweaty and writhing. Geralt made his way to the opposite end and pulled you roughly towards him. You were on your back, panting toward the ceiling. He effortlessly dragged you to the edge of the mattress, so your head dangled off and the rest of your naked body laid vulnerably before him. He positioned himself in front of you. He is so very huge and tall, he had to widened his stance to get closer to your level. Your forehead sat between his giant, hairy thighs and the weight of his impressive balls rest pressed against your face. You were consumed by his manly smell and licked your lips with anticipation.

Geralt had already made you cum three times, you were already wet and worn but he had a way of making you- well, cock drunk. You simply couldn’t have enough of him and you were deliriously at his every whim.

As if reading your mind he growled above you,

“you’re such a little slut for this cock, aren’t you princess?” His massive length twitched above you, tickling your lips and your chin.

“Mhmmm” you sang in response bucking and wriggling your hips missing him inside you- any part of him in any hole would do. When he had you like this, you felt empty without him filling you-just as he intended. You brought your fingers up to squeeze your hardened nipples, desperate for more pleasure and continued wriggling for Geralt. You felt a sharp sting as his hand came down firm on the fleshy part of your hip.

“I don’t remember giving you permission to touch those, princess”

You whined at him and kicked your feet defiantly. You were frustrated, truly aching for more pleasure. Geralt had such a way of getting you to this humiliating and exhilarating state.

“Hmmmmm,” he beamed down at you, pleased with how desperate and pathetic you were for him. You felt his large, calloused hands drag up your sides from your hips all the way up to your cheeks, which he held for a moment to bring your eyes up to him. You savored every inch of his touch. He was looking down at you wickedly, smiling and a low growl resonated deep in his chest. He released your head to dangle off the bed again and took your wrists roughly.

“Now, hold on like a good little girl” he put your hands around his thick thighs and you held on obediently. He drew his hips back momentarily to position himself before your mouth. Your lips fell open for him and a moan escaped, to which he chuckled deep and gravely, amused by your pathetic plea.

He pushed his length into you, allowing you a moment to stretch your neck and make room for him. He threw his head back and groaned loudly. He inhaled again sharply through his teeth. You found it nice to take him in your throat like this, and he knew he could slam into you from this angle with a dangerous force. He pulled back and winced as his cock left you, before slamming back in and groaning again.

You felt his fingers lightly reach your throat.

“Gods you take me so well. Look how my cock bulges in that tiny little throat” he moaned, almost to himself. He continued pumping in and out of your throat like this, meeting the light touch of his fingers that admired the depth he achieved in your throat. He traced the outline of his cock underneath your thin skin before pulling out a few times, in true admiration.

Admiring himself ignited a sadistic fire in him- he can be quite arrogant. Geralt’s strong legs gained so much force in this position, he soon was easily fucking your skull into the mattress. His balls clapped on your face lewdly, but you loved it. The Witcher was right, you were a cock slut, desperate to take in as much of him as you possibly could. You dug your nails into the back of his hairy thighs and he pounded your face even harder, encouraged by your invitation. He was merciless, treating your throat rough like he would your pussy, disregarding the fact that your throat served other purposes- not to Geralt, not right now.

“Such a nice little hole for Daddy to pound, princess”

You struggled to breathe through your nose, suffocating slightly under the heat of his entire undercarriage. You gargled and choked inadvertently on his hard, giant cock but he did not skip a beat. He established a quick and powerful rhythm driving and pounding into your face with no reserve.

“Fuck, y/n” he moaned between thrusts above you, clearly starting to come undone. He quickly worked to hitch one foot up on the bedframe for more leverage and your eyes widened, you whined and fussed as he adjusted knowing what would follow.

“Shhhhh, be still for daddy”

With one leg hitched up and one still planted on the floor, he brought his cock to your lips again. You were hesitant this time, knowing with this new position would come hardly tolerable power behind his thrusts.

“Say ah” he growled at you and your lips fell apart for him obediently. He slid into you and moaned loudly bringing his hands to your hips. He wrapped his hands underneath you, and grabbed you roughly by your ass cheeks. He brought you even closer to him, shoving his cock deeper down your throat.

Once settled with his new grip and stance, Geralt bore into your face with an unparalleled force. Your hands left his thighs and gripped the side of the mattress for support. You whined and gargled, slobber and precum dripping down your face and into your eyes, which were tearing from the rough treatment. Geralt’s balls were slapping into the wet mess, making your face look even more destroyed with every thrust. He grunted and yelled with most every thrust and his cock was absolutely rigid inside you. You whimpered, thought you might vomit, but you didn’t.

“Take that big cock you slut” Geralt growled angrily over you, feeling you fade beneath him. The sloshing and gargling in your throat heightened as his pace quickened. You whimpered and cried as your stamina faded-his body weight slamming into your head, the blood rushing all to your battered brain and the mush of your thoughts clouded by a persistent pathetic desperation.

Geralt howled, throwing his head back and digging his nails into your ass cheeks, he was almost lifting you as he drove your whole body, backwards into his cock and spilled into you. You held your breath, knowing you would surely choke and/or vomit if you tried to breath through his orgasm. You felt his giant load exploding right down your throat. He twitched inside you, each movement punctuated with a labored groan as every last drop drained from his cock. He finally pulled from you and you sat up abruptly, coughing and wiping your face.

“Gods I love wrecking that pretty little princess face with my cock” he brought a hand gently to your face, helping to wipe the slobber from your cheeks. He patted your back lovingly as you continued to cough and regain your breath. Patting turned into gentle rubbing as his giant hands made their way easily all over you.

You regained your breath finally and had stopped your eyes from watering. You brought your gaze to meet Geralt’s again and licked your lips at him. His cock twitched at the sight, already ready for more.

“There she is” he praised.

Xxxxxxxxx

SO FILTHY! Plz share thoughts below omg. I’ll tag people tomorrow it’s literally 3am I just wanted to get this out there for y’all to enjoy. Someone lock me up.

[brexrif]

Glad to hear Daddy had you distracted, babe! 😘

Be Still for Daddy

“Be Still for Daddy”

This is EASILY the filthiest thing I’ve ever written. There is no plot. I just really couldn’t stop thinking about Geralt throat fucking me, okay?

Find my other writings about Geralt here: MASTER LIST

Warnings: SMUT! It’s so rough, if you aren’t into that plz move along.

Xxxxxx

“I wanna see my cock bulging through that little throat” The Witcher choked you: one giant hand effortlessly wrapped around your throat and squeezing tightly to punctuate his intention.

You lay sprawled on the bed, sweaty and writhing. Geralt made his way to the opposite end and pulled you roughly towards him. You were on your back, panting toward the ceiling. He effortlessly dragged you to the edge of the mattress, so your head dangled off and the rest of your naked body laid vulnerably before him. He positioned himself in front of you. He is so very huge and tall, he had to widened his stance to get closer to your level. Your forehead sat between his giant, hairy thighs and the weight of his impressive balls rest pressed against your face. You were consumed by his manly smell and licked your lips with anticipation.

Geralt had already made you cum three times, you were already wet and worn but he had a way of making you- well, cock drunk. You simply couldn’t have enough of him and you were deliriously at his every whim.

As if reading your mind he growled above you,

“you’re such a little slut for this cock, aren’t you princess?” His massive length twitched above you, tickling your lips and your chin.

“Mhmmm” you sang in response bucking and wriggling your hips missing him inside you- any part of him in any hole would do. When he had you like this, you felt empty without him filling you-just as he intended. You brought your fingers up to squeeze your hardened nipples, desperate for more pleasure and continued wriggling for Geralt. You felt a sharp sting as his hand came down firm on the fleshy part of your hip.

“I don’t remember giving you permission to touch those, princess”

You whined at him and kicked your feet defiantly. You were frustrated, truly aching for more pleasure. Geralt had such a way of getting you to this humiliating and exhilarating state.

“Hmmmmm,” he beamed down at you, pleased with how desperate and pathetic you were for him. You felt his large, calloused hands drag up your sides from your hips all the way up to your cheeks, which he held for a moment to bring your eyes up to him. You savored every inch of his touch. He was looking down at you wickedly, smiling and a low growl resonated deep in his chest. He released your head to dangle off the bed again and took your wrists roughly.

“Now, hold on like a good little girl” he put your hands around his thick thighs and you held on obediently. He drew his hips back momentarily to position himself before your mouth. Your lips fell open for him and a moan escaped, to which he chuckled deep and gravely, amused by your pathetic plea.

He pushed his length into you, allowing you a moment to stretch your neck and make room for him. He threw his head back and groaned loudly. He inhaled again sharply through his teeth. You found it nice to take him in your throat like this, and he knew he could slam into you from this angle with a dangerous force. He pulled back and winced as his cock left you, before slamming back in and groaning again.

You felt his fingers lightly reach your throat.

“Gods you take me so well. Look how my cock bulges in that tiny little throat” he moaned, almost to himself. He continued pumping in and out of your throat like this, meeting the light touch of his fingers that admired the depth he achieved in your throat. He traced the outline of his cock underneath your thin skin before pulling out a few times, in true admiration.

Admiring himself ignited a sadistic fire in him- he can be quite arrogant. Geralt’s strong legs gained so much force in this position, he soon was easily fucking your skull into the mattress. His balls clapped on your face lewdly, but you loved it. The Witcher was right, you were a cock slut, desperate to take in as much of him as you possibly could. You dug your nails into the back of his hairy thighs and he pounded your face even harder, encouraged by your invitation. He was merciless, treating your throat rough like he would your pussy, disregarding the fact that your throat served other purposes- not to Geralt, not right now.

“Such a nice little hole for Daddy to pound, princess”

You struggled to breathe through your nose, suffocating slightly under the heat of his entire undercarriage. You gargled and choked inadvertently on his hard, giant cock but he did not skip a beat. He established a quick and powerful rhythm driving and pounding into your face with no reserve.

“Fuck, y/n” he moaned between thrusts above you, clearly starting to come undone. He quickly worked to hitch one foot up on the bedframe for more leverage and your eyes widened, you whined and fussed as he adjusted knowing what would follow.

“Shhhhh, be still for daddy”

With one leg hitched up and one still planted on the floor, he brought his cock to your lips again. You were hesitant this time, knowing with this new position would come hardly tolerable power behind his thrusts.

“Say ah” he growled at you and your lips fell apart for him obediently. He slid into you and moaned loudly bringing his hands to your hips. He wrapped his hands underneath you, and grabbed you roughly by your ass cheeks. He brought you even closer to him, shoving his cock deeper down your throat.

Once settled with his new grip and stance, Geralt bore into your face with an unparalleled force. Your hands left his thighs and gripped the side of the mattress for support. You whined and gargled, slobber and precum dripping down your face and into your eyes, which were tearing from the rough treatment. Geralt’s balls were slapping into the wet mess, making your face look even more destroyed with every thrust. He grunted and yelled with most every thrust and his cock was absolutely rigid inside you. You whimpered, thought you might vomit, but you didn’t.

“Take that big cock you slut” Geralt growled angrily over you, feeling you fade beneath him. The sloshing and gargling in your throat heightened as his pace quickened. You whimpered and cried as your stamina faded-his body weight slamming into your head, the blood rushing all to your battered brain and the mush of your thoughts clouded by a persistent pathetic desperation.

Geralt howled, throwing his head back and digging his nails into your ass cheeks, he was almost lifting you as he drove your whole body, backwards into his cock and spilled into you. You held your breath, knowing you would surely choke and/or vomit if you tried to breath through his orgasm. You felt his giant load exploding right down your throat. He twitched inside you, each movement punctuated with a labored groan as every last drop drained from his cock. He finally pulled from you and you sat up abruptly, coughing and wiping your face.

“Gods I love wrecking that pretty little princess face with my cock” he brought a hand gently to your face, helping to wipe the slobber from your cheeks. He patted your back lovingly as you continued to cough and regain your breath. Patting turned into gentle rubbing as his giant hands made their way easily all over you.

You regained your breath finally and had stopped your eyes from watering. You brought your gaze to meet Geralt’s again and licked your lips at him. His cock twitched at the sight, already ready for more.

“There she is” he praised.

Xxxxxxxxx

SO FILTHY! Plz share thoughts below omg. I’ll tag people tomorrow it’s literally 3am I just wanted to get this out there for y’all to enjoy. Someone lock me up.

[brexrif]

I know this is probably an old reblog but I’m just catching up on these now, thank you so so much babe!! ❤️❤️❤️

I’m so glad Daddy made his way back to you 😘

Be Still for Daddy

“Be Still for Daddy”

This is EASILY the filthiest thing I’ve ever written. There is no plot. I just really couldn’t stop thinking about Geralt throat fucking me, okay?

Find my other writings about Geralt here: MASTER LIST

Warnings: SMUT! It’s so rough, if you aren’t into that plz move along.

Xxxxxx

“I wanna see my cock bulging through that little throat” The Witcher choked you: one giant hand effortlessly wrapped around your throat and squeezing tightly to punctuate his intention.

You lay sprawled on the bed, sweaty and writhing. Geralt made his way to the opposite end and pulled you roughly towards him. You were on your back, panting toward the ceiling. He effortlessly dragged you to the edge of the mattress, so your head dangled off and the rest of your naked body laid vulnerably before him. He positioned himself in front of you. He is so very huge and tall, he had to widened his stance to get closer to your level. Your forehead sat between his giant, hairy thighs and the weight of his impressive balls rest pressed against your face. You were consumed by his manly smell and licked your lips with anticipation.

Geralt had already made you cum three times, you were already wet and worn but he had a way of making you- well, cock drunk. You simply couldn’t have enough of him and you were deliriously at his every whim.

As if reading your mind he growled above you,

“you’re such a little slut for this cock, aren’t you princess?” His massive length twitched above you, tickling your lips and your chin.

“Mhmmm” you sang in response bucking and wriggling your hips missing him inside you- any part of him in any hole would do. When he had you like this, you felt empty without him filling you-just as he intended. You brought your fingers up to squeeze your hardened nipples, desperate for more pleasure and continued wriggling for Geralt. You felt a sharp sting as his hand came down firm on the fleshy part of your hip.

“I don’t remember giving you permission to touch those, princess”

You whined at him and kicked your feet defiantly. You were frustrated, truly aching for more pleasure. Geralt had such a way of getting you to this humiliating and exhilarating state.

“Hmmmmm,” he beamed down at you, pleased with how desperate and pathetic you were for him. You felt his large, calloused hands drag up your sides from your hips all the way up to your cheeks, which he held for a moment to bring your eyes up to him. You savored every inch of his touch. He was looking down at you wickedly, smiling and a low growl resonated deep in his chest. He released your head to dangle off the bed again and took your wrists roughly.

“Now, hold on like a good little girl” he put your hands around his thick thighs and you held on obediently. He drew his hips back momentarily to position himself before your mouth. Your lips fell open for him and a moan escaped, to which he chuckled deep and gravely, amused by your pathetic plea.

He pushed his length into you, allowing you a moment to stretch your neck and make room for him. He threw his head back and groaned loudly. He inhaled again sharply through his teeth. You found it nice to take him in your throat like this, and he knew he could slam into you from this angle with a dangerous force. He pulled back and winced as his cock left you, before slamming back in and groaning again.

You felt his fingers lightly reach your throat.

“Gods you take me so well. Look how my cock bulges in that tiny little throat” he moaned, almost to himself. He continued pumping in and out of your throat like this, meeting the light touch of his fingers that admired the depth he achieved in your throat. He traced the outline of his cock underneath your thin skin before pulling out a few times, in true admiration.

Admiring himself ignited a sadistic fire in him- he can be quite arrogant. Geralt’s strong legs gained so much force in this position, he soon was easily fucking your skull into the mattress. His balls clapped on your face lewdly, but you loved it. The Witcher was right, you were a cock slut, desperate to take in as much of him as you possibly could. You dug your nails into the back of his hairy thighs and he pounded your face even harder, encouraged by your invitation. He was merciless, treating your throat rough like he would your pussy, disregarding the fact that your throat served other purposes- not to Geralt, not right now.

“Such a nice little hole for Daddy to pound, princess”

You struggled to breathe through your nose, suffocating slightly under the heat of his entire undercarriage. You gargled and choked inadvertently on his hard, giant cock but he did not skip a beat. He established a quick and powerful rhythm driving and pounding into your face with no reserve.

“Fuck, y/n” he moaned between thrusts above you, clearly starting to come undone. He quickly worked to hitch one foot up on the bedframe for more leverage and your eyes widened, you whined and fussed as he adjusted knowing what would follow.

“Shhhhh, be still for daddy”

With one leg hitched up and one still planted on the floor, he brought his cock to your lips again. You were hesitant this time, knowing with this new position would come hardly tolerable power behind his thrusts.

“Say ah” he growled at you and your lips fell apart for him obediently. He slid into you and moaned loudly bringing his hands to your hips. He wrapped his hands underneath you, and grabbed you roughly by your ass cheeks. He brought you even closer to him, shoving his cock deeper down your throat.

Once settled with his new grip and stance, Geralt bore into your face with an unparalleled force. Your hands left his thighs and gripped the side of the mattress for support. You whined and gargled, slobber and precum dripping down your face and into your eyes, which were tearing from the rough treatment. Geralt’s balls were slapping into the wet mess, making your face look even more destroyed with every thrust. He grunted and yelled with most every thrust and his cock was absolutely rigid inside you. You whimpered, thought you might vomit, but you didn’t.

“Take that big cock you slut” Geralt growled angrily over you, feeling you fade beneath him. The sloshing and gargling in your throat heightened as his pace quickened. You whimpered and cried as your stamina faded-his body weight slamming into your head, the blood rushing all to your battered brain and the mush of your thoughts clouded by a persistent pathetic desperation.

Geralt howled, throwing his head back and digging his nails into your ass cheeks, he was almost lifting you as he drove your whole body, backwards into his cock and spilled into you. You held your breath, knowing you would surely choke and/or vomit if you tried to breath through his orgasm. You felt his giant load exploding right down your throat. He twitched inside you, each movement punctuated with a labored groan as every last drop drained from his cock. He finally pulled from you and you sat up abruptly, coughing and wiping your face.

“Gods I love wrecking that pretty little princess face with my cock” he brought a hand gently to your face, helping to wipe the slobber from your cheeks. He patted your back lovingly as you continued to cough and regain your breath. Patting turned into gentle rubbing as his giant hands made their way easily all over you.

You regained your breath finally and had stopped your eyes from watering. You brought your gaze to meet Geralt’s again and licked your lips at him. His cock twitched at the sight, already ready for more.

“There she is” he praised.

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SO FILTHY! Plz share thoughts below omg. I’ll tag people tomorrow it’s literally 3am I just wanted to get this out there for y’all to enjoy. Someone lock me up.

[brexrif]

Wow. I’m not sure how to organize my response to this, so I’m just going to go off.

AN ELEGANT PREDATOR IN A 3 PIECE BLUE SUIT🥵 what the fuck?! Imagining August at the foot of a bed in this way with multiple weapons just holstered into his sexy suit?! Ugh it’s the perfect description of him- just torturous and sadistic while at the same time looking like some high class red carpet Zaddy that you can’t resist. His cock bulging through the blue slacks oh my godddd

I loved the internal conflict of chicky here too. Fuck the self-loathing and ecstasy dichotomy is literally something that is SO HOT to me. I think it’s fascinating how close those feelings can be and how thrilling that oscillation is the ultimately giving into the primal lust even though you hate it 🥵🥵🥵 YESYESYESYES

Ugh he makes her cum on a fucking gun then literally burns her ring- I love this as the sequel to the jerking off one where he’s like disdaining the ring. Ugh and of course his alpha, sadistic ass is like no I own you now. I would be the same- mhm mhm take me you win 🥵

FUCK SO WELL DONE BABE!!!!! 🥵🥵🥵🥵🔥

Easy Prey

Summary: Direct sequel to Jerk. Ring or not, August promised himself that he will make you his, in whatever mean possible and he kept that promise. 

Pairing: August Walker x Reader (2nd person pov)

Word count: 1.6K

Warnings: 18+, dark, kidnapping, bondage, dubious consent, teasing, dirty talk, gunplay (yeah add this to the list of kinks I gave you), sweet degradation and praise.

A/N: You thought August is going to sweet talk this one, didn’t you? Surprise! This was a short drabble brought by a prompt, turned into a one-shot and then my beta @agniavateira suggested this as a sequel to Jerk before I posted. Since most of you may be in a thanksgiving dinner tomorrow, enjoy my own early b-day gift to you! Many thanks to @wondersofdreaming and @sapphirescrolls who convinced me to post this. 

Please comment and reblog if you enjoyed. Your feedback is my fuel. 🖤

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[brexrif]

Fuck this is so hot. How are you so good? You literally wrote a male orgasm so well and so detailed. I feel like I never really considered how it felt anatomically for a dude before, and now I feel like I know exactly how it would feel. Damn girl.

The thought of August shamelessly beating it to a pic of you 🥵🥵 there’s something deliciously demeaning about it while also being desperate- I love love love that.

Well done as always, on my way to part 2 😍

Jerk

Summary: August sits alone in his office, thinking about the one he can’t have.

Prompt:

Hi. hope all is well my darling. the idea of august fucking his fist with animalistic rage because he’s all alone is currently living rent free in my mind:)

Pairing: August Walker x Reader (2nd person pov)

Word count: 1K

Warnings: 18+, male masturbation, lewd language, mentions of rough sex, degradation, anal and oral (both male and female receiving), depiction of bodily fluids and slight angst.   

A/N: This is a bit different, I decided to write it from a 2nd person POV even though August is touching himself. It just felt a bit more erotic and intimate.

Please leave a comment and reblog if you enjoyed it. Your feedback is my fuel.

Title: Jerk

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[brexrif]

THIS WAS AMAAAAAAAZING WOW WOW WOW

@littlefreya and I have very similar kinks, so reading this I felt like it was written almost too closely to many kinks I have 😂😂 so it was a gift for Freya, but so honestly a gift to us all because god DAMN this was amazing.

So fucking well written. I am soaked. Viking!Henry? Has this ever been explored before? I haven’t seen it before but I am HERE FOR IT 🥵 omf take my unwilling cunt Henrik Daddy 🥵🥵

Thank you for this TREASURE

Fallen Goddess

Birthday Note: @littlefreya HAPPY BIRTHDAY, FREYA!!!! It’s a little early, but I hope this Viking’s pillaging, stokes your flame. 

Henry Cavill AU: A Viking never forwent the spoils of a good raid, Henrik was no different. His spoil, however, came in the shape of a woman with the name of a Goddess.

Viking!Henry (Henrik) x Freya

Major Thank You to @iloveyouyen and @agniavateira for putting up with my neuroticness as I stepped out of my comfort zone on this one. Both amazingly betas and individuals. Love you both.

Rating: NC-17

Warning: Dark, NonCon, Loss of Virginity, Light Choking, Minor Bondage and Minor Scarification.

DO NOT READ IF THESE THEMES BOTHER YOU.

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[brexrif]

This is illegal. Lock him up.......in my house 😍

This is illegal. 

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[brexrif]

Thank you so much!! ❤️

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[brexrif]

I LOVE YOU 😭😭😭🥺

I had to show you I had literal tears 😭

You are so amazingly beautiful and talented and I’m so grateful for you!!! ❤️✨❤️✨

Dangerous Games

Summary: You’ve got yourself into a perilous situation with two dominant men. Now the question is: which punishment will you choose.

Pairing: August Walker x Reader x Walter Marshall

Word count: 874

Warnings: 18+, smut, unprotected sexual intercourse, MaleDom/FemSub dynamics, cockwarming, voyeurism, orgasm denial, language, teasing, male masturbation, praise kink, degradation kink, mind games, facial, depiction of bodily fluids, mentions of double penetration and anal. 

A/N: No Soft!August today. And this is the most sinful thing I’ve ever written, so see y’all in hell. Prompted by my beautiful beta @agniavateira and dedicated as a gift to her. Now excuse me, Satan is waiting.  

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LMAO Freya 😭 you taught him how to take selfies and let him out of the basement and we are all so grateful 😂❤️

Henry Cavill:

In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. In Flanders Fields - John McCrae

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[brexrif]

His curls 😭🥺

Henry Cavill:

In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. In Flanders Fields - John McCrae

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[brexrif]

But I stand so very strongly against rape and the fact that being forced and essentially non con gets me off disgusts me so much. I know it’s because of the trauma but I just can’t... I hate myself for it

I don’t think there is a single woman here who doesn’t stand against it. I obviously don’t want to get raped, it’s my greatest fear and I was close to it twice in my life and the first time left me so traumatized I developed an eating disorder and wouldn’t leave the house for 2 months. I blamed myself for being a woman and stopped eating.

Getting aroused by dark, non-con fantasies is your way of dealing and reclaiming power over your trauma. I highly suggest your read research about this. It’s not uncommon and even women who haven’t been subjected to sexual assault find this fantasy as a turn on.

It’s not so different from being a feminist and being a sub. It doesn’t mean you want to be degraded or have your rights as a woman being stripped off of you.

Do not hate yourself. Nothing is wrong about you. I would suggest chatting about this with a professional. While I’ll always support you, I would love you to be assisted by someone who has the right education as well.