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At First Sight 3

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Alastor x doe!fem!reader (gender neuteral pronouns)

warnings: 18+ SMUT, tentacles inclusion, tentacle bondage, predatory prey kink, breeding kink, creampie, male and female masturbation, in heat trope, tentacle masturbation, squirting, dirty talk, choking kink a tiny tiny amount, horror aspects, size kink if you squint, pregnancy although not in depth, you and al become parents, jealous alastor, alastor and lucifer hate eachother, lucifer disagrees with your relationship, swearing, babies given a name, girl dad alastor, NOT PROOF READ LADS I WAS LAZY, lemme know what i missed xoxox

taglist: @readergirlstuff @purplerose291 @chirimeimei @sirens-and-moonflowers

word count: 7.3K

Alastor had to bite his tongue through many instances in his life he rather not bite his tongue through, but this was by far the hardest he’s ever had to hold back. Lucifer pulled you into a strong hug, cooing at how much you’d grown and changed, pinching your cheeks and kissing your head. Even Alastor’s shadows edged out angrily across the floor at the devil, however you seemed to pay no mind to your newly wedded’s distaste in the devils affections. In fact you were laughing and playfully swatting at Lucifer for treating you so childishly.

Moulting into a shadow slithering across the floor like a snake, he crept up beside you and when he fully formed from the black goop, he waited not a second to pull you into him, and when he did you gave him a dreamy love sick look. Lucifer's face wasn’t shy in his display of disgust, eyes darting to you and Alastor, mouth ajar. “No.” Lucifer uttered in theatrical horror, jumping back and pointing his cane at Alastor. Grinning like the Cheshire cat, Alastor puffed with pride. “Yes.” Alastor practically growled, meanwhile rolled your eyes at both of their idiotic behaviour.

“I mean Charlie said you had an…. interesting taste in men but HIM?!” You grinned nervously at the king, his face soured as he glared at Al. You were in the midst of saying some good old recovery words to ease Lucifers mind, when Alastor pipped up, head held high as he spoke. “Yes indeedy! This little darling and I have become quite the pair. A married pair.” Alastors words were sharp and punctual, like spears tossed forcefully right at the king himself.

You’ve been in Lucifers life so long you might as well be a second daughter, now this deer fuck is stealing both his biological daughter and the one he practically adopted? Lucifer was steaming and you were caught between the two, you knew you were mated to Alastor, but that didn’t change how near and dear the king was to you.

“Guys,” You ushered in a hushed tone bringing your hand up, looking quite meek between the two seething demons. “Please relax, it’s not that serious. Alastor is my mate Luc-” As you were in the middle of calmly explaining the situation Lucifer jumped up like the ground had burnt him, horns shooting out of his head. “His what?!” Lucifer shouted, wings splaying out, tone demonic. Alastor chuckled, his static overlay enhanced as he fixed his monocle. “Yes, I just knew this doe had to be mine when I laid eyes on her! Oh my what a night we had.” In any other situation, on any other day, Alastor couldn’t have those words waterboarded out of him, but just in spite of the devil, he knew he ought to push his own boundaries.

The devil face morphed into shock horror as he tugged at his hat in pure stress, meanwhile Alastor stood tall and smug, with a shit eating grin on his face. You could tell Alastor was going to exploit your relationship just to piss Lucifer off. “What the holy fuck!” The king exclaimed, running in a quick circle, trying to grasp the situation. By now Lucifers entire demonic form was out, eyes blood red, horns at full length, wings flapping occasionally behind him. Thankfully Alastor wasn’t visibly upset, keeping his form and tone fixed. “Guys, Luce, relax! I wanted Alastor the moment I saw him, trust me I know what he’s done and who he is, but there was something about him. You know I’m not that stupid hellion who falls for anybody’s charms, Alastors got something.”

Lucifer didn’t seem to care for your reasoning, instead he glared at Alastor even harder, and pointed his index and middle finger toward his own eyes, and then Alastors. “I’m watching you deer dick.” Then Lucifer turned and stormed off, ignoring your call to come back and relax. Sighing your platinum ears flattened against your hair and head, posture falling. “Come now my dear, don’t dwell on that silly little man’s equally silly and little emotional control! We’re married now! We should be celebrating our fantastical venture into domestic romance!”

Although Alastor was right, the timing was wrong, and his voice was too happy for your state. “I know, but he’s like a second dad, I want him to like you and it stresses me that he doesn’t.” Alastor hums, gently guiding you back upstairs to your now shared bedroom. “Things tend to change with time sweetheart, let this be one of those things that change with time. He can see how good we are together and how good I am for this hotel!” You hummed falling into his side, your tail wagging happily as you reached the bedroom.

“I was also hoping he’d be able to lend us some advice but now I'm doubtful.” The door closed behind you and him, you immediately kicked your shoes off to free the hooves. “What advice dear?” Alastor asked softly, attention focused on untying his bow tie. “Well i’m quite concerned about getting pregnant with a fawn, and I want to know if our mating it’s demon or animal specific.”

The air got tight at the mention of children, and immediately you looked over to him watching his movements stall. His coat was now off leaving him in just his vest and button up. Sighing you rubbed your hand forcefully your forehead, mushing your skin around in an attempt to relieve the conflict in your head. “You mustn’t talk like that, little doe.” Alastors tone was stern, pointed and lacking all radio static, it was just his raw vocals that sounded almost raspy. You felt a few emotions at the way he said that, upset, angry, shocked.

Momentarily you scolded yourself for being so ludacris, this was Alastor! A serial killing, cannibalistic overlord who dealt in black magic, not your fairy prince; there were going to be big bumps and hurdles along the journey and you shouldn’t twist yourself up in a rose coloured fantasy. “Would it be that bad for you?” You couldn’t help but ask, your gaze averted instead focused on the intricate details of the wooden floor.

Alastor growled, slithering up beside you, using his magic to his advantage. “Now my dear don’t look so glum, you’re the first being of any kind to capture my heart. Shouldn’t that be something my dear?” You melted into his side when his arms came up to wrap around your figure. You stayed silent for a moment, not wanting to say the wrong thing and upset either of you. “It just felt saddening I guess, to have you react like that. I know a child is so much work, it is its own being; but when you reacted that way it felt like rejection of me, and us as a couple. Like i’m not good enough to be mated to.” Tears began to gather in your eyes, and you tried your best to keep them at bay, not wanting to cry about something so silly.

Your ears lay flat above your head, Alastor slowly petting the space between them as you spoke. Guiding you to your shared bed, Alastor sat you down, and then himself beside you. “My sweet doe,” Alastor said, smooth as butter, nuzzling himself in your neck, inhaling your scent. “If you so desire a child, we can certainly play into the fantasy, however we haven’t a clue whether it’s truly possible for me to reproduce!”

Resting your head atop his, feeling his soft ears flick and fold, his hair soft and scented with a masculine foresty shampoo. “Alastor,” You whined, making him chuckle darkly. “What about the mating stuff?” Alastor blew air on your shoulder before dragging his sharp teeth up your exposed neck. “My dear I'm sure you and I can figure it out together, no need for some silly devil. Besides we’re the two mated, we know deep down what we’re supposed to do, we knew when we first met each other we were meant to be.” Alastor leaned back from you, cupping your cheek.

You smiled at him enjoying the hazed lidded look Alastor had in his eye. “You have to be nice to Lucifer though.” Alastor growled lowly, the sound reverberating through his chest loudly. It sent shock waves through you, hearing such an animalistic sound from him. “It’s extremely hard to be nice when it’s so easy to make him upset!” Rolling your eyes, you brought your hands up to his face and held his face as he held yours. His ears flattened to each side as his eyebrows quirked, you felt a little bit of pride at the sight, it had only been a few weeks since you’ve been together but Alastor was already way more relaxed around you, to the point of freely showing emotions through movements in his tail and ears.

Pulling him toward you, you gave a soft kiss, which he immediately returned with a hum of approval. Alastors body inches nearer to yours, pressing himself next to you. Alastor broke the kiss, looking down at you with bedroom eyes, you returned the look, grinning at him coyly.

Lucifer fumed, stomping around, a week had passed since Lucifer found out you and that god awful creature were a pair. He insisted on staying at the hotel in order to keep an eye on the demon; assure that you were safe. Lucifer kept a keen eye on Alastor, like a fly on the wall, but from what Lucifer could tell, Alastor was a perfect gentleman! It pissed him off entirely. Alastor bent over backwards for you, making your breakfast and coffee every morning, helping you style your hair, helping you dress, assisting you with tasks you loathed completing, hell one night Lucifer caught Alastor teaching you how to play the piano, and when you got angry at your consistent failures, Alastor would reassure you lovingly and patiently.

It drove Lucifer insane because as much as he cared for you, he selfishly wanted Alastor to be a bad partner, giving reason as to why he should leave his two daughters and the hotel alone! But everytime he looked for a flaw he found none, half the time he found himself impressed, Alastor knew what to say, and was confident in his charm. “Dad, you gotta relax! YN is fine.” Charlie said worriedly, placing a hand on her fathers shoulder. Lucifer sighed, slamming his head against the bar table. “They want to have kids, Charlie!” The man sulked, voice muffled by the wooden bar he tried to morph and become one with. “WHAT!? Oh my gosh! That would be amazing! Why wouldn’t she tell me?!” Charlie at this point was violently shaking her father with excitement, a slight bounce in her as she shook him.

Lucifer looked off to the side, guilt evident in his eyes. “They didn’t tell anyone; I overheard.” Today in fact, he overheard the two of you in the back of the hotel, having a picnic in the garden. You had your head in Alastors lap as he pet your hair and ears occasionally, and told you stories from when he was alive; which you greatly enjoyed since you’d been born in hell. When he began to speak about his mother the conversion shifted to parenthood, and then children. Originally Lucifer didn’t intend to stay long, he simply slithered through the grass to eavesdrop a bit, make sure all was well and leave.

But he couldn’t leave when he heard what Alastor had to say. “Y’know dear, I never considered having children, but then again, I never considered being married either. I’ve thought about children now, of course, ha ha,” Alastor laughed boisterously. You could tell it was to cover up the nerves he felt inwardly, but Lucifer found him to be insufferable and inconsiderate. “We don’t know if we can Al,” You said softly, reaching your hand to Alastors cheek. Alastor quirked a brow amusement visibly shining in his eyes that searched your face for something. “We’d just have to wait until mating season darling.” Lucifer gagged at that, you however didn’t quite understand and it made Alastor coo about how adorable you are.

“Oh so we’re not supposed to know they’re gonna try for a baby?” Charlie asked stunned, backing away from her father. “No,” He moaned, slamming his head back down on the table. Charlie gave her dad a look but brushed it off, this was very exciting for her, she’d only tell Vaggie, that way the two could both subtly baby proof the hotel!

Autumn in hell roamed around and it was one hell of a year, the hotel went under attack, Lucifer then made himself a whole quarter of the hotel his, and Alastor followed suit with his radio tower, Sir Pentious died, Adam died, there was so much hectic chaos you could barely keep up. Not to mention the beginning of October left you feeling odd, to say the least. You couldn’t completely understand why, not much changed in the recent days, aside from a few sinners checking in. Nothing bad happened between you and Alastor either; things have been fantastic, the two of you would have the occasional spat about morality and manipulation, but Alastor had your soul and was your mate, so in the end you’d give in to him, and he in his own way to you.

One of your biggest points of contention was Alastors multi-beneficial behaviour, if he was going to do something you knew it was double edged, one side benefiting him and the other side doing what he was supposed to with the illusion of being gracious. One of the biggest arguments was kids; Alastor talked about having them in ways that benefited him, how it would rank him above other sinners, he’d have bloodline in hell which would grant him further authority beyond the pride ring, he could train his offspring to be like him. In short, Alastor didn’t want children, he wanted mini hims, to run around killing and eating others.

You tried your best to convince him that a child was no means to power, but he truly couldn’t understand the point of having them besides that. You tried not to blame him, understanding he wasn’t a fairy prince he was Alastor, and you loved him for that, but at times dealing with his psycho was frustrating.

You’ve noticed him acting strange today, he insisted you wore his clothes he’d been wearing the day before, you thought that was the strangest thing and tried to squeeze the reasoning as to why he wanted you to wear his worn dirty clothes. Unfortunately you never fully got the answer out of him, aside from him tutting that he wanted to make ‘that devil’ seethe, so you did. It wasn’t like it really bothered you, hell he even went out of his way to magic the clothes to fit your frame baggily. You wore one of his washed out red button ups, and his slacks, thankfully you found the fit to be somewhat chic and enjoyed the idea of prancing around in clothes that were his, and smelt like him.

Walking down to the lobby like you did everyday, you were greeted by Alastor holding your cup of coffee as always, this time however his appearance looked worrisome. “What’s wrong Al?” You exclaimed rushing over to him, gazing up to him because his form was just slightly elongated. “Nothing my dear! Just a little bit of frazzle this morning!” You didn’t believe that for one second; his antlers were out and looked like they were peeling, his eyes were black and turned to dials, his neck elongated, smile strained and his hair puffed. “Was it you and Lucifer having some marital spat again?” You joke, taking your cup of coffee and following him into the kitchen.

“No dear, please refrain from commenting about that filthy devil, it’s insulting to replace you with him. It’s simply the change of seasons.” Setting his coffee on the counter top, he leaned on it, arms folded and looked over to you. Your ears folded down, a confused look taking over your face. “Is it a deer thing? I woke up feeling strange too, I’m sweating more than usual, and it’s hot, and sometimes my body will start tingling!” You explain hurriedly, slightly worried at what was going on.

Alastor swallowed, smile straining, he wasn’t equipped with how to handle the situation. “Well dear,” Alastor stalled, momentarily scratching the loose felt on his antler. You gazed at him waiting for a response, but it never came, he just filled the air with static, eyeing you up and down. “Hello, Al? I would prefer to know, you look stressed.” You urged leaning toward him, Alastor inhaled deeply, and exhaled a growl. Your body reacted instantly to the noise, feeling a travelling sensation of heat shoot from your groin to your head making you feel dizzy. “If we are to talk about such things, it will not be here.” He snapped eyes closed tightly, fists clenched, you had no clue what was up with him. Just as you were about to urge him further, Lucifer came skipping into the kitchen whistling a tune. “Oh heyyy guys!” Lucifer exclaimed in a valley girl-esque voice, strutting up to the two of you.

“Morning big daddy.” You say jokingly, it wasn’t that big of a deal to you two; you always referred to Lucifer by either his name or some variation of dad. Alastor however didn’t find this to be funny, you and lucifer watched as Alastor grew taller, his static deafening. “Uhhh morning pumpkin,” Lucifer muttered, eyes focused on Alastor as he spoke. You heard the clacking of heels against the floor and your attention turned to the door. Angel paused at the entrance looking between Al and Lucifer. At this point Alastor leered over Lucifer, bent abnormally so, you were eyeing Angel between the gap Alastor left open. You mouthed ‘help’ at Angel, but he only grimaced and slowly backed off. “Do not refer to them that way.”

The air thickened, Alastor was tall and violent looking, there was black substance leaking from between his yellow teeth, the lights were dimmed and flickering, while his radio played creepy and glitchy old timey music. His voice was nearly unrecognisable as he grit his words out at Lucifer, and for the first time in hell, you felt terrified of a sinner. Most of the seven sins weren’t this eerie when they got mad, neither were the hellborns, they mainly just killed whoever crossed them; no one had shown their true demonic powers in front of you before.

“Woah there, big fella… uh, alright! I’ll just leave you two to it! And i’ll be gone!” And just like that Lucifer scurried off in an extremely comical way. Alastor, despite Lucifer gone didn’t come back to himself, still hunched over breathing deeply, static crackling through the air. You didn’t exactly know what to do in this situation, so for a moment you just stood watching. Eventually, after about two minutes of silence, Alastor shrunk, ever so slightly, still tall and creepy but not nearly as much as before. The static ceased, and the lights returned to the usual brightness, Alastor looked down at you, his usual red eyes back. “I’m so sorry dear, I hope I didn’t frighten you.”

You swallowed harshly, you had a strange mix of fear and arousal swirling within you that you weren’t ready to share with the demon, so instead you shook your head, unconvincingly so. “No not at all Al, how come that made you so upset?” A soft record scratch came from him when you asked. “What ever do you mean?” He innocently asked, tone lifted in false innocence. Crossing your arms together, hip propped out, you eyed him closely trying to gage what you were dealing with. As your eyes ran from his antlers down, you stopped crudely at his hips, noting the strain that appeared.

Alastor wasn’t big on sex, and to be fair you didn’t exactly have a high libido either, you preferred make out sessions and sweet romance, not necessarily needing sex. So it wasn’t often you’d see him in such a state, normally he only showed arousal when he was actively involved with you. Without warning he leaned over you, hands splayed across the counter behind you, trapping you between him and the counter. “Naughty little doe, can’t keep your eyes off me?” Alastor mocked darkly, his breath brushing against your cheek. The way he contorted down from his stretched height didn’t look anatomically possible, and despite the terrifying look of him you felt giddy and cheeky, with the urge to egg him on further.

You couldn’t stop the smirk that crawled its way onto your face, biting your lip in an attempt to curb it, unfortunately Alastor saw. Forcefully he grabbed your cheeks with his claws, yanking your face upward to face him properly. “My dear, I’ve been playing nice but i can see the mischief in your eyes-” Before he could finish you flattened your fingers and palm flat against the bulge in his pants. Alastor stilled as you gave him a pout, doe eyes blinking up at him and your white ears pulled back.

Alastor growled at the sight, shamefully bucking into your warm hand. “I’m sorry, I can’t help it, you're so handsome, y’know?” You whined, your other hand placed on his forearm beside you. Alastor grunted, something you rarely heard from him. “Upstairs, go.” He replied flatly, staring beyond your head at the cabinets above. Giggling manically, you ducked under his arms and sprinted to your shared room. Your body felt on fire and you could feel the arousal between your legs. As you rushed up the stairs you bumped into Angel who grabbed you by the shoulders. “Woah there toots, where ya headed now so cracked out, are things with big red all good?” Before you could respond, Alastors demonic form made way down the hall, shadows crawling out from his feet and knocking out the lights.

“Oh yeah okay, makes sense.” Angel said in a hurry, before taking off leaving you to your own devices. Laughing aloud with a giant grin on your face you continued sprinting down the hall, just barely out of Alastors grasp. His radio was a good tell on how close he was to you, the static was going crazy nearly giving you a headache. You broke out into an anxious run, unable to fight off the anticipation of what would happen. When you got to the room, you ran inside shutting the door. You glanced around and decided a good hiding place would definitely be the most cliche, not under the bed but under a computer desk. You squished yourself underneath the desk, which was incredibly uncomfortable and pulled the chair in to cover you as much as you could.

The door suddenly creaked open, the shadows consumed the floor, the lights dying out. Alastors static couldn’t be heard, but you could hear and feel the vibrations of his footsteps around the room. “Oh sweet thing, I know you don’t truly want to hide from me. Why don’t you come on out to me?” His voice was smooth compared to before, the static left his voice, leaving his unique and rich voice all bare to your ears. The burning sensation in your body worsened and it felt torturous to deny your body any friction, you knew if you moved you were done for.

Despite not being in real danger, your heart kicked up in speed when you heard his nails drag across the wooden desk above, his hooves coming into sight at the corner. Alastor pulled out the chair, humming to himself as he sat down. You held your breath as you watched him spread his lags out, shadows darker than the dark room swarming up behind him. You watched him unbuckle his belt lazily, his head obscured from your view, only his clawed hand and crotch in sight. “Up,” He ordered once his belt was undone, and his shirt untucked. Slithering out from under the desk, you used his thighs to balance and help you lift yourself up. Before you could fully get up he grabbed you by the neck and tugged you into a firey kiss. His teeth scraped against yours, and his tongue instantly took over your mouth, exploring and tainting every inch of your mouth.

You moaned into him as his other hand gripped your hip, digging his nails deep into it. Yanking your body up, you now sat on his lap just below the large bulge he’d been teasing you with. You jerked your hips forward, yearning the friction of him against you. Alastor pulled away a string of saliva still connecting the two of you together, you whined throwing your head back slightly in defiance. You’d never wanted someone so badly before, it was even worse then the first time you’d met Al. Panting you wrapped your arms around his neck, humping him mindlessly, the only focus being on cumming. “Look at you,” Alastor sneered, gripping your hips and pushing you down against him. “So desperate, you’ve got no restraint. I’m disappointed in you, little doe.”

You croaked out what could only be described as a plea, but really it just sounded like a meek shout. Above the two of you Alastors antlers grew out, looking large and broad. “Y’know what time it is my dear.” Alastor groaned watching sweat slip down your chest, eye twitching as he held himself back. “Answer me.” He ordered sticking his nails into your tights, you gasped and moaned finding more pleasure in the act then pain. “No,” You cried softly and breathlessly. At that Alastor brought his head down to nuzzle the top of your head, careful of his antlers, and whispered in your ear. “Mating season.” You stuttered breathing out a “ha” noise, lacking humour and instead being replaced by desperation. In this position you could smell only his scent, and the arousal you left in the air, it made you feel dizzy with lust. You knew what this meant and it edged you further to the fall; he was going to mate you; breed you. You cried his name and begged for nothing, just tugging at his coat and begging for him, and only him.

The demon chuckled darkly moving away from your hair, and with lidded eyes he looked down at you, messily humping him, nearly on the verge of tears. What a sight to behold. His tentacles emerged lifting you above his lap, just enough for him to get his slacks off. Once off, he leaned back, you hoisted in the air still squirming, he practically lit up with a light bulb of an idea. Gripping himself through his boxers, Alastor slowly stroked himself; grinning cheekily up at you as he did so, seeing how instantaneously you were captivated by him. Without your knowledge, the tentacles worked around you, undoing, and slowly pulling off your (alastors), slacks. With one tentacle around your waist, two under each arm, and two underneath your knees keeping your legs pulled apart, there was too many tentacles to notice that your pants and underwear were being discarded.

Not to mention Alastor had you enamoured with the way he stroked himself, humming out noises of approval, just for you. You moaned when you felt the coldness of a tentacle inch up the entirety of your vulva, practically cupping your entire heat. You let out a guttural groan at the sensation, immediately jerking into his magic. “Oh fuck Alastor,” You cried shaking as the tip of the tentacle swirled your clit. Alastor watched you tentatively, enjoying all the ways your body reacted.

Alastor loved watching how your toes curled, or how your stomach would clench visibly, or how you feebly tried to pull your legs together. He sped his movements, enjoying the feeling of himself through his boxers, a little dribble of cum staining a wet spot on his drawers. Alastor rarely jerked off, but god did it feel good to put on a show for you, he loved the ways your eyes only focused on him, never moving away from what he was doing. Alastor saw you were coming close to the end, but if you were to cum, it was going to be around him. With the flick of a wrist, the tentacles plopped you back on his thighs, disappearing and making you cry out.

“Alastor please, please, please, I need you,” You whined bucking up into the air. Alastor grabbed your wrists that were flinging around slightly trying to keep yourself stable. Alastor would be the first to admit, it was extremely hard to keep his smile right now, he wanted to give you other expressions to burn into your brain. “Look at me darling.” Alastor cooed, not enjoying the fact your eyes were squeezed tightly shut. You were still mumbling incoherent pleas as you cracked them open, being greeted by Alastors chest and lazily leaned back figure, he was still stretched out to an abnormal degree which gave you and him more leeway. The way he looked at you as if you were a god, it made your stomach flutter, not to mention how he made you feel so effortlessly small, which in a way felt nice, especially with him.

“You’re so gorgeous dear, I hope our children have your eyes,” You curled forward against your will, gripping his shirt like it was your lifeline. You nearly came at his forwardness not to mention the certainty in his voice, and he found it to be oh so adorable. Carefully he lifted you and lined himself up with you, thanks to the help of his tentacles. Inhaling deeply, he briefly enjoyed the smell of your scent throughout the room, from your sweat, to your fragrances, to your arousal, it all intoxicated him all at once with need. Slowly he sat you down on him, you had made yourself so wet there was barely any resistance, you did however clench making it extremely difficult for Alastor to hold back.

Groaning loudly, the demon smiled wide, straining to keep his composure. You had fallen against his chest, gripping onto him tightly, mouth ajar, drool dripping, and eyes shut tightly, you were in bliss. The only thing your mind could comprehend was him, all of him, and having him breed you, mate you, fill you full of him. At that thought your hips involuntarily bucked up, your clit brushing against the curly pubic hair he had, that trailed up to his bellybutton. Alastor drew in a breath, leaning his head back against the large seat behind him, feeling electrified by your walls around him. Feet planted on the floor Alastor used his footing to fuck up into you harshly, jerking your body upward as he did so. You cried out his name, letting him use your body as he pleased, and use he did. Alastors gentleman ways were far behind him at this moment, his mind was clouded with one purpose and that was to breed you. He harshly jerked his hips up into you, bouncing you up and down on top of him at his own will and pace.

His head was still laid back on the head rest, exposing his neck to you. Speedily, as he jerked up into you, you focused on undoing the buttons of his collared shirt, your mind set on leaving bites and hickeys all along him. Once you gained access to his neck fully, you dived in moaning and dragging your teeth against his warm flesh. This caused him to snap forward, his arms caging you from behind, pushing you into him future. You licked, kissed and bit at his neck occasionally groaning his name, Alastor started to pant violently, growling every so often. Lifting his hips off the chair with you still there, he stood up, his tentacles assisting where ever he needed. With the new posture granted new access, and a new pace. With your legs wrapped his waist you could feel his his tail that wagged and stiffened repeatedly against you, it made your own wiggle in response.

Alastor was a true demon now, pushing your upper half backward, you fumbled afraid to fall and hit your head on the desk, but instead you were pleased to feel four tentacles holding you up, and keeping you from falling. Alastor dragged his claws down your now exposed chest, straight down to your clit, marking the trail down your skin with a discoloured line. It gave you goosebumps and you clenched in anticipation, as his movements had stunted a little bit ago. Finally his eyes met yours, clouded with lust and a deeper red colour than before, speaking of which- he could barely keep them open, so fucked out in his own lust. His movements began, slow and deep at first, his eyes never looking away from yours, and you were too hypnotised by his to even think about looking anywhere else but him. Alastor made sure with every thrust you felt it through your entire body, every prod was deep and forceful, and it worked making you see stars. You cried out clenching your legs around him as he finally began to pick up the pace, jolting your body with ever thrust.

As he rapidly picked up the pace, you moaned, whined and grunted out high pitched noises of pleasure that you never knew you could make. Alastor was growling, and grunting, teeth bared as he jackhammered into you, skin slapping filling the silent room. Bending forward to lean over you, he nipped and bit at your chest leaving prominite triangular teeth marks that were unmistakably his. With the current angle he hit a spot in you that caused you to squeal, screaming his name at the top of your lungs, you reflexively gabbed his antlers. “More, more,” You cried squeezing onto the thick antlers. Alastor moaned, not growled or grunted, moaned. His pitch was lifted and his eyes closed in bliss as he began to hump you desperately, his legs jittery from the excitement. Panting, he lifted his head to meet your eyes, which weren’t facing him but instead the wall, your head turned away shyly. Grabbing your face, he forced your head in his direction and crash his lips against yours.

It was an opened mouth kiss with no rhythm, just teeth, tongue and desire. You both moaned and panted into each others mouths, and each time Alastor let out a breathless moan, you clenched around him. Wrapping his arms around you, Alastor pulled his mouth away noses still touching. “I c-can’t dear, not gonna last.” Alastor gritted, making you whine and mutter incoherently, you were already gushing fluids all down his legs and balls like a water fountain. “Oh fuck,” Alastor moaned his static glitching in and out. His pace suddenly quickened to a sickening degree, every thrust he let out a breathy growl. “Gonna breed you,” He muttered against your lips before crashing them against you, with the senstaion of wet pubic hair bumping against your swollen clit, and his body heat suffocating you, you couldn’t hold out any longer. The coil snapped in you, liquid gushing rapidly out of you painting his cock with your fluids, your body violently convulsed against him, screeching his name like a wild animals.

Alastors eyes turned to dials as his pace quickened, your orgasm bringing his own on as he felt the pressure break, without care he continually hammered into you, moaning and groaning your name into the nape of your neck. Around the room the lights violently flickered and flashed various colours, the radio off to the side flicking on and off with a strange tune. The amount of cum he strung out felt inhuman, and it felt like it was bloating you up. After a few moments of him whining and fucking into you, his cum so bountiful it ended up leaking out of you with every pump. Eventually he stilled falling against you and his tentacles that were also shaking with strain and exhaustion. The flickering lights and crazy stereo glitching ceasing. Alastor gripped you tightly, his shadows encasing the two of you, and releasing you on your shared bed. Alastor hadn’t pulled out of you, instead he pulled you closer, his body snapping back to his regular size, and snuggled himself into your back.

You were barely responsive, still dazed and confused trying to catch your breath. Alastor played with your fingers absentmindedly, kissing your exposed shoulder. Sighing happily, you wiggled yourself back up into him. “I love you dear.” Alastor muttered, silently voice muffled from the fact his face was buried against your shoulder. “I love you too.” You felt him freeze against you, suppose he didn’t expect you to be coherent enough for you to realize or respond.

“I just think there’s something more going on ere’.” Angel teased grinning at you, Lucifer hand his head down against the bar, Charlie and Vaggie sat on the couch, Vaggie looked tired and pissed off. Husk was, well Husk, and Nifty was nowhere to be seen. “What do you mean?” You say innocently sitting at a chair with your morning coffee by your side. “Oh please! The whole seven rings heard you two!” The king wailed, grabbing his hat so hard it may have ripped. You felt heat crawl up your neck at the claim, surely you weren’t that loud right? “Oh ya! The whole hotels hydro went out, thanks a lot strawberry pimp, made my stereo go all haywire.” Angel snickered poking your thigh with a raise of his eyebrows. Alastor stood tall behind you, a relaxed smile on his face. “I had to hear you two moan all morning yesterday!” Lucifer cried out throwing himself off the chair dramatically throwing himself around in despair. Alastor growled beside you, and when you glanced up you were surprised to see his ears pinned back.

“Guys cmon, you’re making me uncomfortable.” You say, you weren’t at all uncomfortable, but you worried that Alastor may have been, and you knew he wouldn’t enjoy being pushed under the bus and presented as weak to sexual teasing. Charlie thankfully ushered her father a way, and Vaggie walked off with her giving both you and Alastor a glare. The room was momentarily silent once they left, you eyed Angel, and Husk throwing back alcohol at the bar. “So, kids eh?” Immediately Alastor morphed into his demonic form at Angels words. You gave Angel a look but he wasn’t afraid of either of you, instead he giggled and skipped over to Husk.

Cuddled down in your brand new duvets, compliments of Lucifer, you waited for your husband to get back. Thankfully Alastor was always punctual and never kept you waiting long. Beside you on the left side of the bed was a crib, decked out in soft pinks and reds, with black accents all around. Attached to the crib was a demonic mobile, with little wooden runes, teeth, and horn hung on it handmade by Alastor. You had given birth to your baby only a week ago, and Alastor was doting, and a little obsessed. He wouldn’t let you leave the hotel, and very rarely the room. If you did leave you were followed by him, his shadows and Husk. He’d been out today all day, doing a special broadcast which involved slaughtering dozens of citizens and broadcasting it just as a friendly reminder as to not get in his way, or mess with him.

It felt a little wrong, Alastor had told you his plans and when you looked down at your baby girls face you couldn’t deny him, you wanted people to stay away, so neither of you told Charlie or Lucifer where he’d be going, just that he’d be gone. And he was supposed to return shortly, you made sure to listen in on his torturous journey, slightly enjoying how hot he sounded. Beside you, Mara, your baby girl, stirred making baby noises as she did so. Leaning over you peaked in to see if she was actually awake or simply shuffling and making noises in her sleep. When you looked over you were greeted with big (e/c) baby eyes of your daughter, she had alastors hair and ears, but thankfully lacked his yellow teeth, you loved your husband but it was uh, his aesthetic. Scooping her up you cooed to her and placed her on your bare chest, petting the tiny wisps of red hair that sprout from her head. She was warm, and smelt like brand new baby, fresh skin, with fragments of yourself and Alastor lingering. Being a deer certainly heightened the pregnancy process, and Alastors fears of being like the wild bucks above on earth were quickly dismissed.

Alastor was enamoured with Mara the moment you found out you were pregnant, it was a very trying time considering everybody was absolutely against it or absolutely infatuated, you had people telling n the news obsessively writing articles about you two, Vox was absolutely up your guys’ ass, and Lucifer was his own little problem. He never left Alastor alone always hounding him on how to be a good dad and to not ‘eat the baby’, which always made the room go silent. Alastor suddenly materialized in the room, black shadows crawling away from his form as he stepped in. Immediately his eyes zeroed in on you and Mara, eyes brightening at the sight. Slinking over to the bed, Alastor slid in beside you arm coming around your shoulder while the other pet the baby’s head and little ears. “She’s just a beauty! Oh if only my mother could meet her.” You looked over to him at that, a little surprised at that, you were very aware he was a mommas boy but never had you thought of the fact he’s been so far from her for so long, and that he may inwardly desire to have her back in his life.

Little hands came up and grabbed onto Alastors long fingered claw, brining it to her mouth, Mara began to ‘chew’ on him. You grinned happily at the sight, Alastor chuckling beside you. “So, I was listening over the radio, but regardless, how’d it go?” You ask twisting your body toward him, he hummed pulling his hands away from Mara. “Oh it was spectacular, everything went swimmingly. I briefly met up with Rosie and relayed the news, she's absolutely thrilled at the birth of Mara, says we must come by with her for lunch.”

“Will you let that happen, I haven’t seen the outside in days.” Alastor hummed flatly giving you a playful cut eye. “Perhaps a day will be fine.” You snorted, focusing your attention back on the baby, placing a kiss on her forehead. “So, whadaya think, grandpa Luc-” Alastor quickly interjected. “Immediately no, but go on.” You laughed aloud, shaking your head at his behaviour. “Grandpa Luci, Uncle Angel, Uncle Husk, Auntie Charlie, Aunt Vaggie, then we have Cousin Nifty, andddd.” You trail off thinking about who else could be added to the equation. “Godmother Rosie?” Alastor pipped up, seeming genuinely happy, you agreed instantly, loving the idea of Rosie being the godmother should anything happen to you two. Or Lucifer, or Charlie.

Alastor gently gestured to the baby, signaling he wanted to hold her, so you passed her over delicately watching as she melted into Alastors chest. “So dear,” Alastor said with a mischievous tone, head tilting towards you. “Shall we feed her deer meat? I think it’s good to start em young!” You groaned, and rolled your eyes it seemed your first fatal relationship argument was kids, and now the next will be what to feed them.

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strongheartneteyam · 5 months

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We are just animals.

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x female!human!reader

CW: "light" non con, dubious consent, voyeurism, neteyam jerking off to reader touching herself, descriptions of masturbation, kinda mean/dark neteyam, belly bulge, rough sex, semi public sex, p in v, creampie, dirty talk, size kink, size difference, exophilia, dominant neteyam, sub reader, primal play [hunter/prey] (if you squint), doggy position

Synopsis: Neteyam is on his rut period and he's struggling to deal with the fact that masturbation doesn't really seem to help anymore when it comes to easing his strong urges. But when he finds a human girl alone in the middle of the forest, that seems to be the solution he was desperately longing for.

Slightly proofread. I'm running on 4 hours of sleep, a cup of strong coffee with no sugar and only one slice of whole grain bread rn (and I'm in a hurry to go out lol) so be gentle with me 🥲☕ love you guys <3

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Neteyam had been extremely frustrated and moody lately. He had been aloof and impatient with people, even with his family, these past days, which is so not like him. But the Omatikaya people tried to understand and cut him some slack since they knew he was going through his rut and he didn't exactly have a partner to help him ease that itch right then.

Neteyam tossed back and fourth on his mat at eclipse and he couldn't get restful nights of sleep as he would wake up in the middle of the dark hours with such a strong urge to mate that he felt like it would drive him insane. It was so incredibly troubling. He found no other way to deal with it than being the quietest he could be while stroking his erect cock, desperately trying to get some release. But Eywa... it was never enough. No. What he needed was to cum inside a good inviting cunt.

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One day Neteyam was walking through the forest, looking for good branches so he could gather an enough amount of them to light up the bonfire for that day's communal meal time at eclipse.

He was in a place in the forest that was far enough of the Omatikaya huts for it to be somehow private, as private as a forest could be. There was always a risk of people being around, of course.

He almost couldn't believe his eyes when he caught you pleasuring yourself as you laid on the grass with your eyes closed, your small delicate human fingers rubbing your wet clit, his nostrils getting filled with the delicious scent of your juices (that he just knew tasted delicious too). Neteyam knew he had found the girl that would help him get some release from his madness inducing urges that were bothering him all the time in this rut.

You were just the perfect prey. So small, fragile and soft. His cock got hard as a rock just thinking about sinking himself deep inside your ekxìn (tight) pussy.

So, Neteyam hid behind a tree and uncovered his cock, pushing his loincloth to the side as quickly as he possibly could as he did not want to spend one more second watching that delicious scene that was you shoving your small fingers inside of your tiny pussy without pleasuring himself to it.

You were so lost in your pleasure haze that you didn't even think someone could be watching you.

But then, suddenly, you stopped what you were doing when you heard a muffled moan of pleasure.

Fuck! Was someone around you?! It couldn't be! But, damn, you knew it was risky to masturbate in the middle of the forest. You just thought you could get lucky and not be seen. Somehow... Yeah. That sounded stupid and you knew it.

You almost panicked when you realized Neteyam was looking at you with a predatory look in his golden eyes, behind a tree near where you were. When you looked down and realized he was touching himself while gazing at you, your mouth fell slightly open.

But your startled face only seemed to make the desire inside him grow even stronger.

Neteyam saw the way your eyes betrayed your shyness just as the way your blood rushed to your cheeks, while you closed your legs fast, pressing your sweet soft thighs against one another but he also had heard from some friends how you had a crazy crush on him. So, he took that as a good sign, something that only meant you were just embarassed you got caught touching yourself and not that you didn't want him too.

"Don't let me interrupt you. It's beautiful. I wanna keep watching you, paskalin." (sweet berry)

"What-" It was hard to talk as you were nervous as hell "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing more natural than an Omatikaya in the forest" He smirked "What are you doing here, sevin tawtute?" (pretty human)

You shut your mouth at that. You couldn't think of a good enough answer.

"You saw me..." your cheeks burned with embarrassment "I was touching myself, OK? Are you gonna judge me? You were doing the same. And looking at me while doing it. You sure are bold." You tried to be confident and overpower him with your argument but it was obviously failing

"Who told you to be touching your pretty pussy in the middle of the forest? Didn't you think someone could catch you?" He said in a mean tone but his na'vi accent only got your already soaked pussy even wetter. The way he rolled the "L" letter... oh my Eywa...

"Of course I thought it could happen. But I hoped no one would. I certainly did not expect you to be creeping around and jerking off while watching me. Pervert." You snapped back

"Cut the crap. I don't need any complications right now, tawtute. I know you have a crush on me and all I want is to cum inside of you. So, tell me. Do you want me? Yes or no. It's simple." Neteyam said impatiently

"What? I don't know what you're talking about!" You tried to hide your feelings but it was useless

Neteyam walked to you, took you with ease from the grass you were laying on and put you over his shoulder. You shaked your legs incessantly in protest.

"What the fuck are you doing?! Let me go, now, Neteyam! Arghhh!" Your shouting only sounded funny to his na'vi ears

Neteyam pressed your body against the nearest large Pandoran tree in front of you two and you could feel his big bulge pressing against your ass as he was lifting you with his blue hands under your arms, your legs hanging in the air, leaving you with the feeling of being helpless at the time.

"I'm gonna say it again and for the last time. Yes or no?"

Your heart beat fast inside your chest as you moved your head back and fourth slightly, telling him that, yes, you did want him to fuck you.

"Yes... Yes, damn it... I want you." You confessed

"Good. That's what I wanted to hear." He stated

Neteyam put you down on the ground again. You stood up but your legs felt weak with anticipation and some fear.

He undid the way the long string of his loincloth was wrapped around his tail to get rid of that piece of clothing that was getting on his way and making it harder for him to just fuck you dumb already.

You just couldn't stop staring at his cock, the way it was huge and all covered in his precum because of the way he had been stroking it while watching you. To know Neteyam's cock was glistening with precum like that because of you made a tight knot form in the lower part of your belly.

"Now, on your knees." He ordered

You swiftly obeyed him. Neteyam had you around his finger. You had dreamed about what it would feel like to have him inside of you for so long. You had always lusted over him when you saw his muscles on display when he practiced his archery on the Omatikaya mainland. But it seemed like he had never noticed you like that before. You thought that perhaps you just didn't spark any interest in him. But maybe you were wrong.

"Now this dripping tawtute pussy is mine! Let me finish the job." Neteyam stated "You'll feel so full with this na'vi cock. You'll see." He smirked in a perverted way

Neteyam walked until he got behind you, got on his knees too and forced you forward just so you would be on all fours for him.

He pressed his swollen tip against your entrance and you whimpered at how good just that felt. You couldn't wait for what was coming.

When you least expected it, he pushed his cock in a quick motion inside of you, burying all of its length inside of you. As your pussy was dripping wet, it wasn't as hard to fit as you thought it would be. You let out a cry of sheer, strong pleasure.

Neteyam covered your mouth with his huge blue hand to prevent you from being too loud but your muffled moans still echoed slightly around the both of you as he pushed his hard big cock roughly inside of your soaked pussy, his hips crashing against your butt and making your soft flesh jiggle which only turned him on even more. He just thought human girls were so hot because of how soft and delicate they were. He was surely loving to squeeze your soft stomach while his hand rested right above your belly button, where the huge bulge his cock was causing on you could be seen.

"Great Mother, your pussy feels too fucking good, yawntutsyìp..." (darling)

Neteyam kept fucking you as deeply as he could, hurting the tip of your womb just enough to make you feel a masochist type of pleasure burning inside of you. At this pace, you suspected you were gonna cream around his cock soon enough.

What if someone came and saw the both of you fucking like that? Oh, God...

But you had to admit that - despite of how wrong that felt - if anything, the being wrong part of it only turned you on more.

"Gonna cum loads inside this ekxìn pussy, tawtute. Did you know I'm on my rut period? I'm needing to release all this cum trapped inside my balls somewhere, baby. They're so heavy." Neteyam whispered in your ear. His words were so dirty but so enticing.

Many hard delicious thrusts later you felt his thick load of cum filling you up to the brim. The feeling was amazing.

After he composed himself and got his breath back again, he said:

"You are a perfect cum slut. You're mine now, tawtute. My mate."

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tonixe · 4 months

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ਏਓ `cute little housewife

``a/n: I'm back, and I have so many good ideas for Coriolanus it is so crazy, so be ready for that. And also if yall have any ideas DM them or request them <3.

warning: p in the v, unprotective, creampie, somnophillia, breeding kink. ** (not proofread)

pairing: Coriolanus x wife!reader

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It's been too long since you have seen your husband, he was always busy in the capitol.

You knew his schedule by heart, knowing he was mostly busy throughout the day and night. You tried to wait on the parlor, laying down on a velvety couch and resting your head on the armrest. It was already 12 when you looked at Big Ben's clock staring at you. Opening the fridge and placing the food in, stretching your body back. Before walking to the bathroom, turning the knob and the hot water flooded out of the faucet to the tub. Putting your hand in the water, it was warm. It was already too late to wait for him any further, so you thought to get ready for bed.

Putting some bath bombs inside, hearing the sizzling of the bath bomb, with the colorful colors diffusing into the water making it look vibrant. Turning off the running water, strip off the clothing on your body. Stepping inside the tub, relaxing your shoulders, and laying your head back.

Parting your legs, allowing your muscles to relax. "Finally" You whispered, closing your eyes and easing your joints. The steam of the water fogged up the mirrors, You laid down in there for an hour, before stepping out and wrapping your wet body with a warm towel. Putting your feet on the fluffy carpet. You did your usual routine changing into a light nightgown that draped your body fully, it was fairly hot today. Getting into your luxurious shared king-sized bed. Closing your eyes, You slipped into the dream world.

Coriolanus stepped onto the porcelain flooring, as it was the large doors were closed by guards. Coriolanus felt pent up from work, walking down to your guy's shared bedrooms. Taking off his shoes and throwing his jacket somewhere else, loosened his tie as he walked to the bedroom. Immediately looking at your peaceful figure on the bed. He found it cute, walking to your side and looking at your calm sleeping face.

He felt ashamed feeling the need for you, your nightgown was skimpy and it was see-through. Exposing every curve of your body and your breasts. His hand touches your face gently. You did stir from that sudden movement. The sudden movement lifted the blanket from your body, making your body more visible to his eyes, making you stir a little bit. His eyes widen at the lack of panties you had, his hands flipping your nightgown over revealing your slit. The cold air makes you almost wake up before he traces your folds making you tense up, your legs locking in his hand. "Haah~" you moan through your lips at the feeling, Before he gently opens your legs, sliding one of his fingers into you, he hears quiet moans from your lips.

Making him more excited, thrusting a few more digits into you, more moans came out of your mouth, as he heard some groaning. Feeling your cunt getting wetter, he felt you tensing up against his finger before he withdrew. Your were deep asleep, rubbing your legs together. Looking at your figure, your body was hot and a blush covered your face, heavy breathing coming from you. "Please–" you murmured out.

He hovered himself above your sleeping form, being careful to not wake you up, playing with his belt slipping off his pants then his boxers. He line himself to your slit, and before thrusting into you, he groaned out in pleasure. He slid into you before his hips collided with yours, your moans becoming louder, "Fuck" he whispered.

Ripping off the top of the nightgown, rolling your nipples with his finger, feeling your nipples getting harder as you got tighter around him. Placing the palm of his hand on the bed, his hips smacking yours, his ball hitting your lower core. Your walls massaged his cock, as he groaned pushing his cock further into you. "Haah~" moans rolling off your tongue, "Corio~" You murmured.

He grabs your thighs and presses them down onto your chest, he gets on top of you, his chest pressing yours, as he thrusts into you, feeling you tighten around him, his ears hearing your heavy breathing.

You woke up almost as soon as he was getting to his climax, "Honey?" your tired eyes looked at him, rubbing your eyes. Your eyes felt heavy, as you moaned. "Fuck, I just really need you" he growled into your ear, moving out and in, before his lips touched yours, in a hot kiss. a string of saliva between both of your lips, looking down at your core, his cock slipping out of you and forceful going back in, making you jolt. "Corio—" you moaned.

His hips smacking onto yours, his hands putting your legs onto your chest, into a better mating press. He looked at your fucked out face, your body feeling ecstasy and pleasure. You felt his pace slowing down, feeling his climax coming in soon, your eyes looking at the messy scene in between your legs. "I'm going to give a little cute baby inside of you" He groaned into your ear, groping your tits.

Realizing your nightgown was gone, your body is unveiled to him. Feeling his hot load painting your gummy walls, he shoved himself into you, fucking the cum into your hole. Your hands gripping the sheets, as you cummed too, feeling a rush of hot liquid dripping out of you. Before he slips out of you, his soft cock is pulled out of you. You missed the warm length inside of you. The erotic scene of your naked exposed body and your pussy dripping from his cum, your dewy, sweaty body, and the ripped fabric around your body.

You were still tired, and weary. You tried to lean onto the headrest but failed, your back laying onto the soft mattress, Looking down at the mess between your legs. Rubbing your eyes, yawning. "Come" You motioned him towards you, patting the side of the bed, "Lay down"

The way you looked made him hard again, the lewd and vulgar scene of your body, white liquid dripping out of your pussy, your breast decorated with little hickies and bites. Bruises and marks on your waist and your hair were a mess. Sounds of panting echoed in the chamber of the room, he obeyed laying next to you still in the nude. He pushed your body close to you, rubbing your waist gently. Feeling him pressed onto your ass. Feeling him close to made you feel safe, his hand secure around you, you felt your eyes drooping down and falling asleep again, with his hands around you.

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nisuna · 2 months

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I am currently losing my mind over some fanart of MEN. Big beefy, rough looking men with scars and stubbly faces BIG beefy Arms and huge caloused hands with thick fingers. Face scars, body scars, let me gobble you up. Be nice to me, be mean, pick me up, throw me around, whatever just manhandle me and fold me in half however you like, haha. Give me arms thicker than my head and pecks bigger than my tits. Rough looking face, mean stares, sharp eyes, fuck me like you hate me upps- So manly and strong, mean and indifferent to everyone but protecting me and treating me like a pricess? Let's gooo. So stoic and emotionless, but I'll make you feel things don't you worry. ....black cat boyfriend??....

First person that comes to mind is Choso, so here's some pent-up Choso thoughts:

TW: smut and fluff, size kink, oral (f. receiving), period sex and oral, manhandling, breeding kink

Choso x f!reader

<3masterlist<3

!!MDNI!!

Choso, who looks so intimidating at first, but let's you do his hair in cute styles when you're alone with him.

Choso who looks just as pretty with his hair down as with any other hairstyle.

Choso who sometimes doesn't understand how strong he actually is when he picks you up with ease or bends you into any position he likes.

Choso who could crush you to death with those huge arms and big hands, but still tries to be gentle and loving.

His calloused fingers swiping over your skin feel like heaven, especially when they have your tits between them while he's pounding into you.

Choso developing an obvious size kink when he first saw you. Oh, and how it solidified when he first held your soft body against his toned and hard one. After comparing his hands to yours and seeing just how much bigger he was than you in general, he was hooked. His body was a stark contrast to yours, it was rough and firm. He had a few scars running over his skin, which you thought were so beautiful and hot. You couldn't stop your fingers from running along the lines at every chance you got. His sheer mass made your mouth water and knees weak.

He was indifferent about a lot of things, but definitely not you. Choso who's always laid back and nonchalant, but steps up if someone dares to even just look at you in an unpleasant way. And he will always be there to protect his precious girl from all harm this world might throw at her.

It took a lot of convincing to get him to be meaner and rougher, because he's afraid he might actually hurt you (jokes on him, you're into that). Soon getting the hang of it and losing all restraints after seeing how you turn to putty in his hands. Seeing you react and moan at his every move made him crave more. Seeing how much wetter you got whenever he was nasty with you made him go crazy. Adjusting to your every need and kink felt like second nature. Positions? Any and every. I'm telling ya he will try every single one out with you. Just say the word and he's yours. He loved seeing you on all fours with your plump ass hitting against his hips. He loved feeling your soft tummy jiggle against his touch whenever he fucked you while you were spooning. And he loved seeing your face contort in pleasure when he hit the right spot when your legs were slung over his broad shoulders. In short, he loved every detail, because it was you. He was so eager to please you.

Breeding you at every chance he got quickly became one of his favourite activities. Seeing his cum drip out of your every hole ignited something carnal in him. And the thought of seeing you plump up with his child almost made him lose his mind.

Choso, who's not afraid of blood, gobbling and filling you up real good even if you're on your period. Always looking forward to your period and getting lost in your scent and taste when he finally gets between your legs. Your plush thighs feel heavenly around his head as they twitch and squeeze him tighter whenever he makes you cum with just his mouth.

You were blown away when he first went down on you. His tongue and fingers were working you open just right, skillfully sucking and licking you through your highs.

"Fuck. How are you so good at this?", you huffed, hair sticking to your forehead. He was a man of few words so he just smiled and made you cum again and again.

Speaking of smile, you swore your heart started to melt when you first made him smile at you. His smiles were so pretty and reserved for your eyes only. And when you heard him laugh oh so genuinely, you knew you were in love.

He was sooo cute whenever he played along your shenanigans. Duality of a man, one moment he's bending you over, fucking you like he hates you and the next he's hugging and kissing you through giggles like he wouldn't hurt a fly.

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Haaaaa, don't mind me. I'm just chilling in my horny puddle. 🫠 Late night Choso thoughts *sigh* I definitely want to write more for him, so if you have any suggestions, hit me up!!

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bunicate · 6 months

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i neeeeedddd more wrio <///3 i don’t wanna wait so so long for him to come out <///3 and i wanna read more filthy filthy smuts and suuuper long angsty smutty fics :((( i need him in a way that would get me lobotomized in the 1900’s </3

dnt u hate how genshin is just stringing us along and taking 4ever to give us more wrio stuff ! ! I want him in a very gross way nd I dunno if this little fic is at all filthy, but i wrote smthn while I was having my breakfast earlier ^_^ I also probably misspelled his name so many times bc my grammar check wasn’t working nd i got lazy ! but just know nonnie, ur icky thoughts are welcomed here !

pairing ꒱ྀི wriothesley x fem reader — warnings ꒱ he calls you little girl once ! ! + slight exhibitionism + finger sucking + size kink + blowjob mention / wc ꒱ 1.3k / 18+

you’d like to say that you were good at being discreet. it’s not that you’re intentionally trying to be, but when faced with several trials and tribulations, you believed the gods themselves were testing you.

after all this time, you thought you were inured to wriothesley’s effortless charm. it bothers you that he doesn’t even try— that your boyfriend with broad shoulders, a big chest, and big hands could stand there, and you were already thinking of all the sloppy, messy ways you could end your night.

you spend far too much time staring at veiny thick fingers that dwarf your tinier ones. especially when he holds your pink phone, hello kitty, and heart-shaped charms and all, and his big thumbs end up pressing a button he never meant to. how such a simple and mindless mistake makes you wonder about putting his big fingers somewhere else.

It was a newfound desperation you didn’t know you had in you and it just didn’t stop there. it’s the casual dominance in his behavior that makes butterflies erupt, fluttering their delicate wings in your belly.

when the brown sugar you needed to make a fresh batch of cookies rested on the tippiest top of the shelf you were irked to say the least.

it sat there mocking you because it knows you can’t reach it, and it’s none other than wrio himself who barely extends his hand above his head that brings it down with ease.

and then you see it.

it’s only a slither of skin, only a thick patch of untamed hair leading to his groin.

that’s all it is and that’s all you saw and yet you feel . . . bothered

“i didn’t need your help,” you mutter while pouring the contents into a pink porcelain bowl, careful not to make a mess.

you got snappy because of all things, it’s his height and taut stomach that make you flustered. you cut your eyes and upturn your nose busying yourself with the mixing and measuring, but wriothesley is no fool. your attempt to appear unfazed — not aroused was meaningless. he didn’t bother to question the veracity of you words when the soft cotton flush of embarrassment coats your cheeks like a paintbrush and he was the painter.

he excites you.

you know it and he knows it.

“sure you don’t.”

he’s smug and you don’t like it. you hate it, even. why is he always quick and sharp-tongued, and so astute?

it was one of your earlier dates together. things were still new and you wanted to make a bit more effort and maybe you went slightly overboard. you cursed yourself for wearing heels that day. they were a tad bit too high— but they were pink, and glittery, and a butterfly charm dangled by the strap of your ankle.

you couldn’t not wear them, your outfit depended on them. they just had the unfortunate luck of succumbing to the little pebble that laid in the middle of the sidewalk.

before you could even register your heart-dropping, warm, big, bulging arms enclose your waist, keeping you from colliding with the ground. when you instinctively reach out to grip them you felt the muscle beneath your fingers. you were sure your silk panties were ruined .

and to your dismay, the twitch of your legs trying to smother that burning heat between your thighs didn’t go unnoticed.

so observant wriothesley is, and you hate how easily he could read you, but the desire was mutual.

he constantly had to fight every signal in his body that yearned for you — that yearned to separate those plump thighs and perfectly ruin, and stretch that seeping little hole with his fingers. the thought plagues his mind the entire time.

you both go out for another outing and it was just meant to be an innocent dinner, but god — would you stop looking at him like that?

just stop pouting, stop doing that little furrow with your eyebrows, and stop putting on that sparkly lipgloss.

it’s moments like this where he’s thankful for his status. he’s quiet, and big enough to deter people from peering over his shoulder. a booth far away enough in a corner, makes it easier for the duke to get away with acting out in public— stuffing your mouth with his fingers.

even when sitting he towers over you. the dip of your clavicle kisses by the ends of your hair. so put together even in the process of ruin.

two of his wriothesley’s daft and ring-clad fingers stroke your tongue, spit coating the appendages. he could’ve busied them separating your puffy lower lips, but why would he when he can make you gag instead?

soft moans escape in the form of gurgled cries, you suck his fingers like a lollipop that was just too big for your tiny mouth. he’s rubs the insides of the orifice as if it were your pussy, with expert strokes that send your eyes reeling backward.

you pucker around them, lips tight, and you just croon like a good puppy.

“you like it when I stretch your little mouth? yeah, you do.” as if the arch in your back and the clench of your legs weren’t enough it would be your eyes blinking up at him submissively.

“you can open up a little wider— just like that, baby.”

and he’s knuckle deep by now and maybe he should stop, and not encourage you to be so obscene but he wasn’t thinking straight. it’s been a long enough week, [its tuesday ] but wriothesley works hard and some trouble once in a while can’t be that bad. neuvillette shouldn’t mind. he’s sure if he could see you now he’d be at your mercy. drooling around his rings, tits pushed up and makeup smeared— could anyone actually resist you?

“that’s my good girl, perfect little throat.” and he can’t wait to fuck it. If your mouth looked so delicate stretched around his burly fingers, what would it look like around his much bigger cock. that excites him — to think about the tip of his length poking the side of your cheek and thickening in the expanse of your throat. to be gifted with your drunken expression because he’s just too big and your brain can’t compute.

“you can pretend it doesn’t bother you, but I know you like when it when I get rough with little girls like you,” he drawls, in a deep and husky tone, low enough to fall on your ears alone.

there’s a fire that it ignites within and he controls the flame. you want to tell him no, to defy him, but it would be so unconvincing. you’re nearly falling apart, bursting at the seams with wanton hunger and thirst and it’s written all over your face.

it gives wriothesley a rush the more he fixates on your mouth. he talks big, knowing you're teetering on the edge of a mind break. he whispers how filthy you are for letting him fuck your mouth with his fingers. he teases you breathlessly that spit looks better on your lips then the lipgloss and that you can’t seem to stop re-applying.

things were fairly new, only soft gropes, intense kisses, and humping between leather and lacy frills were exchanged . this was the most erotic he’s seen you as of yet and its the closest you both have ever been. it made him eager for so much more.

“ you like how big I am thats why you’re letting me stuff your mouth."

and he dreams bout filling it some more— to the brink with his milky white, breeding your throat like it was your cunt until rivulets spill from the sides. Its right then and there that he wishes for no one else to be in the room so he can finally have you . he’s broken you down, and all you can do is listen.

"when i take you home, you'll be a sweet girl for me, right? no back talk and no more attitude ?”

you nod and even with a mouthful, you obediently open to speak.

“y-yes sir.”

such dangerous words.

#૮꒰ ๑´ତ `๑ ꒱ྀིა #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley x y/n #wriothesley x reader smut #genshin impact smut #wriothesley x you #wriothesley smut

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dovkss · 10 months

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Continuation of the “dumb bitch” series/ Drabbles ,maybe something where she apologizes to kiri + him and katsuki make up and then have a threesome

anon: + orrr she cheats with kiri | but she doesn't realize she's cheating or something like he convinces her

“cheating" on bakugou with kiri

word count: 2.2k

warning: 18+; gentle dom! kiri; dubcon; size kink; dumbification; belly bulge; light degradation; mocking; manipulation; panty stuffing; mating press; unprotected; yandere themes; kiri finally got some pussy !

all characters are aged up !!

a/n: i love your brain, anon. more of “dumb bitch,” hope i made it to your liking !! had a lot of fun with this one actually, i was giggling a little too much... forgive me for any mistakes, it's 2am, i'll proofread later to touch some things up, xoxo, enjoy <3

You lay next to Bakugou as he slept. Your body nestled comfortably under the warm blankets, he was almost naked, as he only had on boxers as he laid on top of the covers to feel the coolness of the fan that was in the corner of his room. His body was hot; every time you touched his back, you were stunned at how warm he was.

He was a peaceful sleeper to your surprise. Despite knowing it for a while, it still shocked you just how less intimidating he looked. His snores were faint, and his chest would rise up and down slowly as he took in deep breaths. All you did was smile.

It was late at night, well past midnight. The room was shrouded in darkness, except for the faint glow of the moon that seeped through the curtains. You had decided to stay over for the night since you didn’t think it would be safe to drive home in the dark. Bakugou suggested the idea of course.

“I don’t want you driving at night,” he said sternly. “It’s dangerous I don’t want anything to happen to you.”

Well, that’s how you liked to recall it. Really, it was: “You’re not leaving.” When you opened your mouth to insist, he just glared at you. His scarlet-colored eyes made you shut up instantly.

You didn't even realize that he'd only kept you there to fuck. But even if you did know, you wouldn't deny him. You would always give in to his touch, responding to his touch in a way that nobody would ever be able to make happen besides him. It was like love.

You were awake, in your undergarments, running your fingers through his soft hair. Everything was comfortable until intense thirst crept up on you. You shifted in bed, careful not to disturb Bakugou, until you realized that you couldn't ignore your thirst any longer. You gently untangled yourself from the sheets, being as quiet as a mouse, and slowly slid out of the bed.

Every movement was calculated, as you tiptoed toward the bedroom door. You'd spent enough time at his house to know your way around in the dark. You navigated through the room with ease, being careful to avoid any potential obstacles that could out your presence. You'd made up your mind to get a glass of water from the kitchen, but the main operation on your mind was to not wake Bakugou by accident.

Taking slow, deliberate steps, you glided through the hallway, your ears perking up for any sound that might indicate Bakugou stirring. The house was quiet, except for the faint hum of the fridge and your footsteps. You reached the kitchen unscathed and let out a sigh of relief as you switched on the softest light.

Your gaze fell on the cupboard where the glasses were kept. You gently pulled it open, wincing slightly at the faint creaking sound. Your fingers brushed against the cool glass as you selected a cup, being careful not to clatter it against anything.

You recognized that cup. It was a cute one, with children's stickers on it. It was Bakugou's from when he was a kid. A gift his mother gave to him, you remembered Kirishima showed it to you when you were trying to get intel on Bakugou. With the cup in hand, you turned toward to fridge to grab the filtered water dispenser.

The soft sound of the water being poured filled the silence. You watched as the water flowed into the cup, your mind momentarily drifting to the peacefulness of the night. The thirst that had gnawed at you earlier had seemed to fade away.

With your thirst quenched, you silently placed the glass on the counter. You paused for a moment, considering whether to grab a snack as well, but ultimately decided against it.

You suddenly heard a rustling noise and froze. You turned slowly and saw that it was just Kirishima. His looked awfully tired. His hair was messy, and his basketball shorts were loose around his hips as you were able to see his v-line. He opened the cupboard as you just did and grabbed himself a bigger cup than what you had grabbed.

"Hey, Kiri," you said. "You scared me!"

"Sorry." He said flatly.

"Didn't expect to run into you. It's really late," you pressed on.

No response.

"How are you?"

He only hummed, not meeting your gaze. You felt the tension between the two of you yet again, and it made you uneasy. He wasn't interested in a conversation.

He poured water into his cup as well before putting the dispenser back in the fridge and began to walk out. You frowned. He didn't even say 'goodnight.' He said nothing at all.

You couldn't stop yourself from reacting.

"I'm sorry!"

He turned. Finally, his slow-blinking eyes met yours. Those familiar red eyes that once gave you comfort now were filled with what you would only describe as distaste. You stammered over your words, trying to find the right thing to say.

"I know I haven't been the best of friend to you lately. But it's not because I don't care about you, it's just... things are complicated."

"How?" He asked, his voice groggy.

"Well," you said, hesitantly. It was embarrassing. "Katsuki..."

"Of course it is." He scratched his head. "He's always been that way."

You sighed. The guilt was getting to you at that moment. "It's not like that. He just wants to protect me. He told me to stay away from you, Kiri, and to not talk to you. That's why I've been a little silent."

He shook his head. "Whatever sick game you and your boyfriend have going on, keep it between you two. I don't care for it."

You raised an eyebrow. "Boyfriend? Katsuki and I aren't dating."

Kirishima's eyes widened for a moment. Then he laughed. He laughed at you. Your face got hot. He was taunting you. He laughed at you.

"That's rich," he teased. "Katsuki doesn't even want you, but he can control who you talk to? That's low, even for you."

Your eyebrows furrowed, and your lips parted slightly in surprise. You searched Kirishima's face for any signs of deception but found none. A wave of uncertainty washed over you. "Don't say that."

He chuckled, enjoying the reaction he had provoked. "Well, that's what it sounds like. And you just let it happen, why? You're... weak."

You shifted uncomfortably. You looked down at your hands, fidgeting with your fingers. "You shouldn't say things you don't mean."

Your mind spun with conflicting thoughts and emotions. While you and Katsuki never had openly discussed your guys' relationship, you believed there was a mutual understanding between you both. The idea that Katsuki didn't want you shattered your heart.

Kirishima's grin widened as he poked more at your vulnerable state. "Oh, come on. Don't be so naive."

Your heart sank. The room fell into an awkward silence, your emotions welled up inside you. The weight of his words became unbearable. Tears welled up in your eyes.

You wanted to believe that he was just hurt. He had every right to be. When people are upset they say things they don't mean. That's happening now.

"I'm sorry, okay?" you mumbled. "I don't know what else to say."

Kirishima stepped forward, no sign of regret on his face. "Don't cry, Baby. It's not your fault you're so trusting."

You wiped away the tears that fell and turned away from him. You needed to stay composed.

"You know what? Let's have some fun. If you really wanna make it up to me for being such a shit friend, why don't you spend some time with me? Let's just... enjoy each other's company."

Your heart began to beat faster as you felt his bigger chest rub against your backside. You shook your head. "I don't think that's a good idea, Kiri. I don't want to go behind Katsuki's back."

"Come on," he whined. "It'll be our little secret. Just for tonight. Don't you miss having fun with me?"

You felt a flutter in your stomach. It was true, you did miss the way things used to be between you and Kirishima. You missed the inside jokes and the way you both would talk for hours without running out of things to talk about. You missed never having to look over your shoulder.

But you also knew that what he was suggesting was wrong. It would be going against Katsuki, and you'd never want to disobey him.

"I don't, I mean, Katsuki wouldn't approve-"

"Katsuki doesn't need to fucking know."

He was persistent. He turned you around, your chest brushing against his. He leaned in close, you could smell the faint scent of his cologne.

"Come on, babe," he whispered. "Just this once. For old times' sake."

You just wanted everything to go back to normal.

You didn't mean for things to escalate.

Your entire body was on fire, but the opening between your legs burned like hell. Kirishima's fingers were entangled in your hair and he deepened the kiss in an attempt to make you more quiet.

"K-Kiri, i-it hurts!" you tried to turn away from his kisses, but his hand held your chin toward him, your sentence getting caught up in between his lips.

He was much bigger and girthier than Bakugou. Legitimately, you were afraid he would split you open. He entered you slowly, being sure to make you cum twice from his mouth first. But even after all of that work, the pain of just his tip was enough to make you want to tap out.

But he insisted it would feel better. That the pain would go away in no time. So he kept going, slowly. He had your legs pushed up by your head, making sure to get every inch of himself inside of you.

"Does that feel good, baby?" He asked, his fingers digging into the flesh of your hips, pushing your body into his mattress.

All you could do was cry out. The sensation was too much to bear. Your fingers gripped the sheets, your nails almost splitting through the thin sheets. Tears streamed down your face each time he thrusted into you. He wasn't being rough at all, he was just so hard to take.

His hands softly slid up and down your stomach, feeling your skin thoroughly. His long, fluid strokes only made you gasp. Kirishima huffs out every once in a while, a wide smile plastered on his face as he watched you take him in.

You were so tight.

"You're clenching so much around me- oh, fuck, baby, look at me," he slapped your face lightly when he noticed that your eyes were closing.

He leaned forward and took your arms in his hands before wrapping them around his neck to make you hold onto him closer. You never thought you'd be here. Never thought you'd be doing something so intimate with him. You weren't this sensual with Katsuki either, your heart ached at the fact.

Maybe Kirishima was right.

He pressed a thumb to your swollen clit and you screamed. His eyes went wide, taken aback at how you reacted. Quickly, he grabbed your panties from beside him and forced them into your mouth. Your garbled noises went muffled as they continued to spill from your throat.

"I didn't know you were so sensitive," he panted. "I need you to stay quiet, hun. Understand?"

You couldn't answer him. You felt so full, so stuffed. You felt his cock hit your cervix with every roll of his hips. You had yet to notice the bulge he had made in your stomach.

His head tilted. "Awe, you're so stupid. You've gone all dumb on my cock, can't even fucking talk. Shit, but you're gonna. Does he make you feel as good as I do?"

Your eyes traveled to him. You were nearing your third release, your thighs started twitching in pain. What?

"Don't look at me like that. Answer the question, baby."

He purposely began grinding his hips deeper into you. His sharp-toothed smile turned you on even more. He was only teasing you, he knew you were barely able to comprehend what he was saying to you.

You felt yourself coming closer, your cream making a mess all over his cock. You trembled and squirmed.

"T-Too m-much, aah!" you cried out, the panties slipping to the side of your mouth.

He chuckled. You're so fucking cute.

"Wanna cum, pretty baby? Wanna come undone all over my cock? Be a good girl for me, yeah?"

All you could do was babble. Babble about how good he made you feel, about how much you wanted to cum, about how much better he was compared to Bakugou.

You gave him everything he wanted to hear.

He took that as a sign and he drove into you faster, harder. The sounds of skin slapping filled the room. Your back was arched and your eyes were crossed before you knew it.

Your cunt squeezed around his cock involuntarily and you couldn't stop your moans from coming out as you finally gave in to your release. Your moans were like music to his ears. They made him want to fuck you relentlessly, but he needed to hold back. He slapped his hand over your mouth, grunting as he reached his end.

It wasn't long before he came. Inside you, that is.

He collapsed onto your chest, you both breathing heavily. His skin was slippery as both of you were sweaty. Your cunt was incredibly sore. You winced at every breath he took as his cock was still inside you. He didn't plan on taking it out anytime soon, either.

You didn't mean for things to escalate. You just wanted things to go back to normal. You knew Kirishima long enough to know he'd always kept a promise.

You only feared that things wouldn't go back to normal as quickly as you'd hoped.

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teyamloving12 · 1 year

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Neytiri getting human reader off on her thigh and tounge after finding out reader has been without sex for 3 years and has been watching over her family 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

Needy Sky Demon

Warning: NSFW content (MDNI), f x f, praise kink, thigh riding, sexuallyfrustrated!reader, size difference, etc.

Pairing: Neytiri x F!Human!Reader(29)

Synopsis: Your body has gone without pleasure for a lengthy 3-year period. You were frustrated by the lack of attention but little did you know, Neytiri is always there waiting to ease your "pain".

Pandora was hypnotizing. She was so captivating. You pleaded with Jake not to send you back to Earth. You owed him for allowing you to wake up, hear, and view what Eywa had placed before you and the Na'vi. You were happy, but frustration took over your frail body. You felt the need to have sex every day, yet no one of the so-called men who remained on the beauty of a planet could catch your eyes. Pandora had many fine men and women, especially Neytiri.

You quickly tried to clear your mind from this. Neytiri was your friend's mate. If you ever desired to take her for yourself, guilt would always swallow you whole. Neytiri was a true sight to look at. She loved Jake, no one else. You were one of them, and she despised every single one. Sky people took everyone from her. Neytiri accepted Jake so why not you?

You felt her glance at the back of your neck. It sent chills down your spine. You were sure if you closed your eyes for a millisecond, she would have killed you and no one would notice you were gone. Yet her stares of "hate" make you feel things. Her piercing eyes were so full of loath but so astonishing. You exited the lab looking for the two Sully boys on the battleground. They were known or getting into trouble.

You were on the battlefield keeping an eye off the sky from the ground. Jake would never allow you to break through the sky, it was too dangerous and he knew his sons couldn't be trusted. You saw them on the ground, you were confused. Weren't they supposed to be patrolling the sky? You saw a helicopter falling from the sky exploding in the process, it caused dust to arise in your face. Now you are panicking.

You ran over to the crash scene looking from Neteyam. You spotted him on the ground scattered in scars and bruises all over his body. You ran your hand over his forehead. "It will be okay, sweetheart! Don't move Jake will be here soon.", you said trying to calm him down. Soon enough, Jake found you and his injured son. He threw Neteyam over his shoulder and gently grabbed you by the waist and held you close to his chest. Neteyam laid his head on your lap. You gazed your thumb over his bruises causing him to hiss.

You finally arrived at the village, Neytiri landed after you. Neteyam took his time to come off the ikran. He placed you on his shoulders. "It's okay, Neteyam! This is not your fault.", you whispered in his ear but truthfully, it didn't know because the sins of his younger brother will always fall upon his shoulders. You were his second mother always watching over his siblings and his own feelings and he loved you for that.

"Ma Jake, your son is actually bleeding.", Neytiri said. He told Kiri to go her grandmother but she refused. Like mother, like daughter. Neteyam loved you on the ground gently, receiving a kiss on the forehead. " Go get yourself patched up, okay?", you stated. Neytiri watched closely at the interaction between the woman and her son. She hate sky people but this one--you-- were different.

You were heading towards the lab before hearing your name being called. You looked back at Neytiri. "Come, we need to talk.", you were shocked. Neytiri barely had a conversation with you. Beads of sweat fall from your face.

You arrived to her hut and she sat down. You bit your lip adoring the beauty that sat in front of you. You were stuck in thought until Neytiri picked you up by the wrist. Was she going to kill You? You squealed, almost falling from her grip. Surprisingly, she sat you on her thighs and smiled. You smiled back in confusion and fear.

"Demon, I wanted to talk to private because of what you do for my family.", she said before a pregnant pause. " I wanted to say thank you for what you have done.", she continued. " It's no big deal, I owe Jake my life and I somewhat owe you too.", you responded.

"It's been 3 years since you've been here on Pandora with us. Have you found yourself a mate?", she stared at you in her lap. "No exactly, I haven't found the one.", no that was a big lie. You loved her so much, but you couldn't tell her that. It was wrong.

" So you have abstain from sex from an entire 3 year period?", she asked. You nodded your head in embarrassment. Neytiri looked at you in a. How can one go so long without intercourse? She made herself back on the ground with you still on her thigh. " Take them off.", she commanded. "Take what off?", you asked fiddling with your fingers. She pointed to your pants and then you realize what was happening.

At first, you hesitated she was with Jake right? I couldn't do this to your friend. You shaked your head saying no but then then deep down inside, you knew you wanted to say yes. So you did what she asked. You slid them off while I'm still sitting on her thigh. They were so soft. " Go on, please yourself.", she said. Without thoughts, you unconsciously started to move grinding yourself into her eye. Guilt overcame you but the pleasure was stronger and no man on Earth or Pandora could have stopped you from enjoying this moment that you dreamed of ever since.

Your clit gazed over her thigh causing you to whimper. Your legs became numb. You juices soaked her leg. You couldn't conceal your moans. She watched as you went faster and faster trying to make yourself cum over her thigh but she knew you needed help. Neytiri tilted her head looking at you with eyes of sorrow. You were panting and sobbing for you couldn't reach your release.

Neytiri took you by the waist so you sat on her face. You were shocked. "Don't be shy now, you were just getting off on my thigh.", she said. Almost to respond in anger, her tongue gazed over your swollen clit. Your eyes widen. She continued to slurp up your juices as if she was thirsty. Tears ran down your face. You tapped her on the cheek begging her to slow down.

"Can't believe they haven't taken care of You!", she exclaimed before pushing her tongue inside of you. Instantly, you broke. Squeals and moans with the sounds of juices filled the hut. You unconsciously grinded on her face. Attempting to get up, she pulled you back. "Stop running away, baby. You need this.", she said before continuing to overstimulated your sensitive pussy. Neytiri's tongue reached your g-spot and without Warning, you came all around her face.

You were breathing heavily as she placed you on her hammock kissing your head before joining you. "Neytiri, what are we now?", you said trying to control your breathing. "Anything you decide we are. ", she said before drifting in deep sleep.

#Neytiri #neteyam x na'vi!reader #neteyam x reader #neteyam x you #avatar smut #neteyam smut #aonung smut #neteyam x reader smut #atwow ao'nung #neteyam #na'vi x human #na'vi x reader #na'vi x y/n #na'vi smut #neytiri x reader x jake #jake sully smut

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sultrytoji · 1 year

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[3:50am] Toji Fushiguro.

mafia!toji fushiguro x fem!reader

wc: 1.1k warnings: 18+, smut, mafia!toji, mentions of death, size kink, squirting, i really wrote this in one go, will edit later

[3:50am] Mafia!Toji stalks through the door of your shared mansion. It was a long day for Mr. Fushiguro. Although he lost no lives today, he could not say the same against his opposition. Another day and a long night of proving to the providence why you do not fuck with the Fushiguro Clan.

All of those stresses and leftover aches from today's pains seemed to wash away the moment his eyes laid sight of the treasure on his bed. You lay there in that dainty, lilac, nightgown that beautifully compliments your skin tone and figure. Blemishes and scars littered along your thighs and legs, but you were a perfect creature to Toji. So perfect, he wanted to smuggle you right there, smothering you with his body weight and surely waking you from your slumber. He watches your back fall softly to rise slowly once again. It takes everything in him to convince himself to shower before he decides to touch you with sinful intentions.

4:13am the clock numbers display when you open your eyes after the lewd assaults Toji inflicted upon you. After his hot shower, he immediately found himself kissing and biting on the shell of your ear, waking you up from your slumber. One of his hands found itself on the curve of your ass, giving the fat a rough squeeze before sliding under the nightgown. You moan, eyes moving to cast a look behind your shoulder at your lover. Toji smirks, scar menacing to those but charming to you. You still can't decide if you were crazy for that or not.

"Toji." You sigh, turning around to face him and causing one of your breasts to fall out of your nightgown. Toji's grin stretches wider before reaching down to catch your nipple in his mouth. His hot tongue swirled around the pert bud and erected goosebumps along your body. Before you know it, one of his hands travels south.

Down..down..down..

“You’re so wet, princess.” Toji’s fingers were greeted with your soaked slick. The temperature seems to increase and your back arches, desperate mewls escaping your mouth. You want to be embarrassed with how easily your body responds to his touch, but you’re too drunk in lust to be fazed. All incoherent thoughts were swiftly banished from your mind as Toji eases two, then three fingers inside you. Your back arches and toes curl, shoving your nipple further into Toji’s mouth. He chuckles, throat vibrating your chest and you close your thighs around Toji’s hand.

“Fuck!” You cry and Toji removes his mouth from your breast. He sits up on his knees, towering over you as he takes his other free hand to pry open your plush thighs. He tuts disapprovingly at you, earning a nervous giggle from you in return.

“You know better than to hide from me.” He pins a thigh down with his knee, the evident strength and size difference between you two sent your head swirling with lewd thoughts. As if Toji read your mind he grins once again, his hand reaching down to grab at your nightgown. You knew exactly where this was headed as he positioned the other hand that was fingering you adjacent to the last.

“Please don’t-” Your plea rendered fruitless as he ripped your nightgown right down the middle. Your breasts were free and your body fully exposed as he cast the dainty material to the side. A small frown is on your face as that had been your favorite purple nightgown out of the many he had gifted you. You look up at him, slight annoyance behind your frown but Toji is amused. No one dared look at him in such a way, but you were an exception. It was one of the many alluring qualities Toji adored about you.

“What’s wrong?” He teases you and you pout, huffing to turn your head away from him dramatically. His rough hand grabs your chin, forcing you to look back at him. Your mouth waters when you see Toji is completely nude in front of you. When did he take his sweats off? You could not be sure, but seeing his tip dribble with precum, all of those thoughts left. All you could think about was his thick cock in you.

“Nothing…” You bite your lip to hide your grin but Toji sees it and chuckles himself. You spread your legs further, moonlight catching your glistening cunt and earning Toji’s attention. He licks his lips, thumb going back to rub circles on your clit. The soaked nub pulses erratically against his thumb, wetting the pad and he spreads your arousal.

“So wet, you missed me today?” He asks, sliding his body between your legs to line his cock up to your aching hole. You watch as he takes the tip, running it up and down your slit before tapping your clit. You whine, hips shaking at the weight of his cock against you.

“Yes, Toji.” You whimper as he slowly eases his tip inside. The stretch is something you’re never used to. The pain is so delicious and euphoric that you let a cry filled with nothing short of pleasure and passion. It only doubles when Toji quickly draws his hips back to only snap them back. His member hit your walls suddenly and so abruptly. Your cunt begins to cream around his cock and he only continues to pound faster and faster. His hips snapping frantically into yours and earning pathetic whimpers from you.

“I missed you too, y/n.” He grunts, lips pressed against your forehead as you continue to let curses tumble from your mouth. Tears were forming in your eyes and threatened to spill despite the fact that your lids are closed. Your hands find his back, nails raking in a feral manner down his spine, surely breaking the skin but Toji lived for it. That bitter sting on his back only motivated him to ruin you.

“So-” you hiccup, “good!” Your thighs shaking, cunt squirting and wetting you, Toji, and the sheets. Toji chuckled, removing his cock from your cunt to have a taste. You squeal, his hot mouth assaulting your pussy as his tongue worked wonders up and down your clit. He relishes in the taste before climbing back up your body. His lips crash yours roughly and you open your mouth, succumbing to his tongue that forced itself past your lips.

“You think that’s good? I’m just getting started.” Toji teases, cock slipping back inside of you once again. Your eyes roll back as you brace yourself, fingers holding tightly onto Toji’s arms as you prepare yourself for the erotic night ahead of you..

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ihavethedreamies · 2 months

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Sweet (3 v1) | Jongho

Choi Jongho - ATEEZ

Rating: M (18+) MDNI

Word Count: ~2.5k

Pairing: Jongho x AFAB!Reader

Genre: Reader-Insert, Smut, Fluff, Some Plot, Sequel/Part 3

!!This is smut…if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now!! MDNI!

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Pet Names (Petal, Sweet, etc.), Swearing, Kissing, Fingering, Cockbulge (Oops), Big Dick! Jongho, Daddy Kink (It just happens), Unprotected Sex (Use a condom!)

Disclaimer: I do have the whole cock-bulge thing in this. I understand this could be a bit offensive to some who are on the heavier side (I am in that group as well). I also have the reader being pretty short even though I am 5'7". The reason being is I have a size difference kink/fetish, mostly because I am not small, and so I put it into a lot of my stories. Sorry if this doesn't align with your body type, but I also imagine a character in my place for these, so I don't sometimes take into account what others do.

Author's Note: This is one version of Part 3, 1st = "Love or Hate", and then Part 2, "Sweet or Spicy" leads to this one. You really don't need to read Part 1 for this to make sense, but Part 2 is kind of helpful but not needed.

Want Spicy instead?

Uhm, this was supposed to be very fluffy and sweet, cute…But it didn't stay like that so sorry ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Edit: I did change the banner images so this isn't new or changed otherwise...

I am cross-posting this on Archive. Please reblog! If you know anyone that would like this or future fics but they aren't on here my name and icon are exactly the same on the other site. Happy reading!

"Make love to me." You whispered and he placed a softer kiss on your neck before pulling back to look you in the eye. The fiery lust that was there before had softened. He patted your butt so you would get off and then he got up as well, grabbing your hand to lead you toward your bedroom. When you reached the foot of your bed, he turned to you, holding both of your hands to his chest.

"I should have told you sooner." He admitted and you look away sheepishly.

"Me too." You conceded as well, and you moved your hands as he let them go, cupping his jaw. Jongho wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer and you smiled.

"You're so handsome." You grinned and he huffed out a laugh.

"Come here, pretty girl." He returned the compliment, his arms around you pressing to him before there was no room between your chests. You pulled him down to kiss you and this time it was deep and slow; he was taking his time. Jongho's arms enveloped you, one hand pressing on your shoulder blade and the other resting on the opposite hip. His bulge was prominent against your stomach and when he finally let you pull back from the kiss, he pressed his forehead to yours. Reluctantly you let him pull back completely and he once again picked you up -with such ease, too- and laid you gently on your bed. Crawling on as well, he kneeled at your feet, rubbing your ankle gently. Your knees were bent, pressed together shyly to hide your covered pussy. Having him looming over you like that was incredibly attractive, his fond gaze calming the effect some. If he had been looking down at you with the same lust burning in his eyes earlier, you would have probably came right then. The hand wrapped around your ankle was mirrored by the other and then he slowly slid his hands up your calves and to your thighs. He kneeled over you, kissing your cheek, his fingers dancing around the hem of your shorts. Your own hands went back to his jaw and brought his lips back to yours as his hands slid under your shorts to cup your butt. He nibbled on your bottom lip, his short nails slightly digging into your flesh, and you moaned. His tongue entered your mouth and you moaned louder, tilting your head to let him kiss you even deeper. He had brought his hands so far up your shorts that they were under your panties too, the tips of his fingers peeked out from under the waist band. The fabric had bunched up, digging into your sensitive cunt. With his grip on you, he pulled your hips to grind you against his thigh, finally pulling back from the kiss. The warm smile that spread over his face brought one to your own and he nuzzled his forehead against yours again.

"I love you." Jongho traced his nose over the ridge of your ear, then sucked on your ear lobe, pulling on your stud earring with his tongue.

"I love you, too." You whispered, burying your fingers into his hair at the base of his neck. Reluctantly, you let him pull away and he lightly grasped your wrists to pull your hands from him.

"Why-" You pouted, and he shook his head.

"I need to take your top off." He informed and you let out a soft 'oh' and let him do so. He carefully pulled it off of you and you shivered a bit at the colder air hitting your now bare skin. You laid back down and he placed a kiss on your jaw, then neck, throat, collarbone, the swell of each breast, then your sternum. Arching your back when he began to suck on the flesh of your right breast, he took the chance to unhook your bra and tossed that somewhere to the side. Your nipples piqued from the cold, and he pressed down into you, your bare stomach rubbing against his t-shirt.

"Take it off, please." You whined, grabbing at the black fabric on his shoulders. He huffed in amusement and once again pulled back and you watched enraptured as he untucked it from his jeans and removed it. He noticed your eyes widen and ogle him, and he chuckled.

"Jongho~" You whined dramatically, and he straight out laughed as your head rolled back and forth on the pillow.

"You're so gorgeous." You told him and he shook his head. His fingers rested on your tummy above the waist band of your shorts and just rubbed there softly. He was ogling you as much as you were him, but you got impatient. So much so you began to take your shorts off so you could move on to his pants.

"Petal~ Slow down, let me unwrap you." He pressed you back down, his palm resting on your chest, and you pouted. Sensing your desperation, he moved quickly to your shorts himself and pulled them and your panties off. Jongho wanted to admire you, to sear your form into his mind, but he was worried the more worked up he got, the less control he would have. Bringing your foot up, you toed at his belt, and he laughed again, crawling off the bed so he could take his own pants off. You groaned seeing the bare skin of his strong thighs and his underwear pressed tight over him, his hard cock straining against the fabric. You weren't able to look long though because he crawled back over you, his hands back on your ass. He led you to wrap your legs around his waist and pressed his covered cock into your bare pussy.

"You own a scarf or turtleneck?" He asked and you told him yes, confused. He descended back to you again, leaving an opened mouth kiss on your shoulder, then moved to your neck. You gasped as he sucked hard on the skin, nibbling it slightly. Jongho licked the spot when he was done the moved to leave another one on the other side near your collar bone. He left one on your left breast, on your right ribs, above your belly button and on your inner thigh.

"J-Jongho." Your skin was on fire already and you looked down at him from where he kneeled. He propped your thighs up on his knees, and then his fingers brushed at the wetness of your core. Your breath hitched.

"Can I?"

"Of course." Your heart warmed at the fact he asked, but honestly you would have said yes to nearly any request. Slowly, his strong finger buried into your pussy, and you whimpered at the feeling. His fingers were much longer and thicker than your own, and so much stronger.

"That okay?"

"Hm." You moaned softly and after a few pumps he added a second one. You exhaled harshly, wondering how much his cock was going to fill you up if his fingers were already doing so much. His palm pressed on your clit, the end of his fingers scissoring deep inside you. Easily, he found the little patch on your top wall and pressed, forcing a yelp from you. He smiled then added a third finger and your fingers buried in the sheets. While you were never able to finish with your own hands, he was getting you close.

"Good girl." He praised, removing the digits.

"Hey~" You pouted, and the man huffed in amusement.

"Don't worry pretty, I'll fill you back up." Bringing his fingers to his mouth you watched in slight embarrassment at the shining slick covering his hand. His tongue flicked out to taste, and he groaned. Propping yourself up to watch, he got off the bed once again and you watched as he pulled the hem of his underwear up and over where his cock was tenting the fabric then the fell. He was going to split you in half, and you couldn’t be more excited. When he smirked, you braced yourself, and he grabbed your ankle, pulling you down the bed some. He took the pillow that you had been resting on and he smacked your butt lightly, making you lift your hips so he could shove the pillow underneath. With the wetness still drenching his hand, he pumped his hand over his cock, spreading his own precum over the flesh as well. When he adjusted to set the head right at your pulsing core, Jongho pulled your leg to his hip.

"Ready, petal?"

"Yes, please, Jongho~" You wiggled your hips to rub him against your cunt and he chuckled. Right as he started to press into you, he leaned over you once again, his nose bumping yours. As his lips fell back to yours, he eased into you, the stretch burning through your core and up into your stomach. He was so hot inside you, and you were so hot around him. He groaned into the kiss, harmonizing with your moan and he finally released your lips when he went as deep as he could go. In this position, his cock couldn't get inside you completely, but considering he was already bumping your cervix, you were worried about him going deeper still.

"You feel so good," You stroked his cheekbones with your thumbs, and he had to furrow his brows to concentrate, wanting to have some control.

"Can I start if I'm slow?" He rested his forehead on your shoulder. You placed your hands on his shoulders and squeezed a bit, taking a deep breath.

"Y-yeah." You nod and his arm came under your back, the other hand on your thigh still, pulling you close so your chest presses to his, your stomach to his. He slowly pulled back a few inches and then thrust back in slowly as well. The sensation took your breath away, every ridge and line of his cock rubbing your walls. He could feel the slight outline of his cock pressing through to bulge you stomach, rubbing against him. While his stature wasn't as big as Mingi's or Yunho's, you were still small enough that he could encompass you fully. You never felt safer or more loved than you did right then. The feeling nearly made you want to cry. Jongho's breath mixed with yours as he tried to control the slow shallow thrusts, but he was having a tough time.

"You can go harder." You told him, your lips brushing his and he shifted his weight onto his knees more; you wrapped your other leg around his waist. His shift changed the angle of his hips so he could get his cock deeper into your cunt. He brought his hands to yours and removed them from his shoulders, linking his fingers with yours and pinning them up over your head.

"Tell me if I'm too rough." He warned and you nodded, and he snapped his hips, pulling out about halfway before filling you back up quickly. It knocked the wind out of you, the force washing over you, making everything tingle with pleasure.

"Oh my god-" You gasped so quietly he couldn't even hear it; he felt your lips form the words.

"Too much?"

"Lord, no." You assured and he smiled, kissing you again and continuing the pace. You gripped his hands hard with your own, using him as an anchor as he pounded his fat cock into you over and over. The way he rolled his hips let his pelvis brush over your clit with each thrust, the head of his dick hitting just right inside of you.

"More…" You threw your head back, his nose and tongue brushing against the side of your throat.

"Yea?"

"Yes, please~"

"Please?" He smirked, wondering what you might start babbling. You were already starting to look fucked out and he wondered how fast you would unravel if he railed you the way he wanted to.

"Jongho, pleasepleaseplease, fuck, please daddy-" You mewled, and he nearly growled. He ended up gripping your wrists with one hand, the other free to grab your ass, digging his fingers into the flesh. He really wanted this to be slow and romantic, but he had been waiting too long for this. So had you. With his core strength alone, and your legs around his waist, he was able to push you into a near mating press.

"Get ready, baby girl. Daddy'll fuck you good." He grunted into your ear, then pulled back nearly all the way, then pounded in so hard and fast, you instantly came. There was no build up, no warning, but he felt your walls clench even tighter and your eyes practically rolled back into your head.

"Ah, ah, da-daddy~!" You were babbling like an idiot as he plowed through your high and just kept going. He was fucking you so hard the bed frame was shaking, your breasts bounced, and you were sure you would have bright red marks on your ass from where his hips met them.

"Oh, pretty girl, you're taking my cock so good." Jongho grunted in your ear, finally able to dick you down the way he wanted, into the mattress.

"Your cunt is hugging me so good, sweet. Fuck, you're all I'll ever need, (Y/N)." He kissed under your ear, listening to the little whines and yelps you let out. Your mind was gone, your eyes nearly forming into hearts when they met his.

"I-I, you, huh…" You could barely form a thought to reply.

"You love me?"

"Yes!"

"You love my cock?"

"Yes~!"

"You love when I fuck my fat cock into you?"

"God, yes!"

"Wanna be my girl?"

"Yessss…"

"Wanna take my cum?"

"Please! J-jongho…da-ddy~" He huffed a laugh, slightly out of breath as he felt his orgasm beginning.

"Good girl, take it then." He buried his cock as deep as he could, taking his one hand from your wrists so he could use it to hold your hips to him harder. As you felt him fill your cunt with his cum, it knocked you over the edge again and his cum mixed with your own spurted out from around his cock as it overflowed. When you both had ridden it out, he tried hard not to flop onto you as he got his bearings. You let out a high, long whine as he pulled out, globs of cum plopping out of you.

"Fuck…" He scoffed, a little taken aback by how full he pumped you. As you slipped in and out of consciousness, he went to get something to clean you off and when that was done, he rearranged the bed to get you under the bedding and he shut the lights off so he could crawl in with you. It was a good three or four hours before you normally went to sleep, but he had worn you out good and you were almost asleep already. Jongho pulled you close, your head on his shoulder, nose against his throat. He kissed the crown of your head, and you nuzzled closer.

"I love you, (Y/N)."

"Love you too-" You yawned, and he laughed and how cute you were.

"I'll let you sleep a few hours, then I'm rolling you back over and railing you into tomorrow."

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sacredsnape · 2 years

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Heyyyyy love.

Can you write some smut like….. severus and her have quickie during the the family dinner where are both families (both have siblings and big family) It’s because their like adrenalin and drank some aphropdisiac potion before the dinner just for fun.

Thank you :D ❤️

this request is so <3

summary: you and snape decide to spice things up by drinking a potion before your big family dinner - a potion that makes the both of you needier than you ever imagined.

genre: smut

warnings: dom snape, sub reader, size kink, praise kink, light degradation, light choking, unprotected sex

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you and snape definitely didn't have a boring sex life; either you or him were always coming up with new ways to make things in the bedroom more interesting.

this particular evening, snape came to you holding two small glass bottles, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"i have a...suggestion," he slowly said as he placed the bottles down in front of you. the liquids inside were pink with dashes of dark red here and there.

"for what?" you asked him, putting on your silver earrings and necklace. you and him were going to a big dinner party, where both of your families would be, and you wanted to look as nice as possible.

snape cooked an eyebrow at you, smirking. "these potions right here, darling," he began to explain, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his warm fingers gracing your skin. "are aphrodisiac, a powerful potion that increases sexual desire."

you dropped the bracelet that you were just about to put on, slowly turning to face snape. "and you want us to take it before the dinner??" you incredulously asked him. "there is no way i'm sucking you off under the table, severus."

snape chuckled darkly and said, "there will be no need for that. we will do everything in private."

you bit your lip, thinking; you had to admit, the thought of taking a potion that would increase ypur sexual desire did sound exciting.

"fine," you agreed, putting on the rest of your jewelry. you grabbed one of the bottles and twisted the sphere shaped top off, raising it to your lips.

snape mimicked your actions, smiling at you. "the effects will kick in after twenty minutes, " he warned you. "we'll need to hurry up and eat our food."

you nodded , taking a long drink from the bottle. snape did the same, finishing it in one go while you struggled with the strongly contrasting flavors of spicy and sour.

"ready, my love?" snape asked you after you two finished taking the potions. you smirked and grabbed his hand.

"ready as ever," you said.

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you and snape practically swallowed your food whole at the dinner, your eyes darting over to the clock every now and then. thankfully, no one else at the table noticed your tense behavior besides snape.

"three more minutes," snape whispered to you, stroking your inner thigh with his thumb. "you should pretend to be going to the bathroom, but in reality you'll be heading to the guest bedroom. i'll join you in three minutes, okay?"

you nodded, excusing yourself to go to the bathroom. your hands were shaking with excitement as pushed open the door to the guest bedroom, beginning to hurriedly undress yourself.

you had barely been starting to work on taking your bra off when a sudden warmth spread throughout your entire body. you moaned, feeling a pool of wetness gathering at your core.

without a second thought, you laid back on the bed, reaching over for your wand to close and lock the door. you had just flicked your wand towards it when snape walked in, shutting and locking it for you.

there was a ravenous look in his eyes, and he tore off his clothing as he prowled over to you like a predator hunting its prey.

"you don't know how badly i want to fuck you," snape breathed, throwing his cloak across the room. he removed the rest of his clothing with ease, kneeling on the bed snd pulling you towards him by your hips.

"i think i do know," you whimpered, staring at his blatantly obvious erection. snape followed your gaze and smirked, leaning down to pull you in for a hungry kiss.

snape felt feral, diving his tongue into your mouth and swirling it around yours. he drew the sweetest sounds from you, one of his large hands grabbing ahold of your bra and giving it a rough pull.

a loud ripping sound echoed through the room and you looked down in shock to see that snape had completely torn your bra into two.

"merlin," you laughed, watching as snape haphazardly threw your torn bra to the side. "that was my favorite bra, sev."

snape nudged your cheek with his nose, deliciously running his tongue across it. you moaned and squirmed underneath him, fisting his hair.

"i'll buy you a new one," he groaned, reaching a hand down to gather your wetness on his fingers.

"fuck, baby. you're absolutely soaked," he admired as he sat up to marvel at how wet you made his fingers. "you're that desperate for my cock, hm? so pathetic and needy that you became this wet over just thinking about me."

you shamelessly nodded, trying to pull snape closer to you. "need you inside of me, sev," you begged him. "please fill me up, please-"

snape's demeanor completely changed, sweetly kissing your forehead as he mumbled, "of course, anything for my precious angel."

snape spread your legs open as much as he could before he slipped inside of you, quickly bottoming out with a whimper.

"never gonna get over how good your pretty little cunt feels," he whined, not waiting to thrust into you. "fuck, princess. you're so cute."

you sunk your nails into his shoulders, feeling yourself only growing wetter by the minute. the effects of the potion were only spurring the two of you on, causing snape to roughly buck his hips against yours.

"i knew you could take me like this," snape huffed, rubbing frantic circles into your clit. "you love taking big cocks, don't you? especially mine, baby. fuck, you'd better only be taking mine."

"i only take yours," you admitted in a breathless moan. "i love it when you stretch me out like this."

"yeah?" snape husked, trying to thrust harder without breaking the headboard, which was already banging violently against the wall. "of course you do, you naughty girl. you can't ever get enough of me."

you moaned deliriously at his words, positive that everyone in the dining room could hear what was happening at that moment.

"please- fuck. ah!" you cried, wrapping your limbs around snape and holding onto him like you were afraid to slip out of his grasp.

"good girl," snape said in almost a growl. "so f-fucking good." he stuttered out the last bit, whining your name as he felt his orgasm approaching.

"cum inside of me," you groaned into snape's ear, gasping when you felt his hand wrap around your throat. although he was becoming lost in his lust, snape didn't want to hurt you, so he applied a light pressure to your throat, keeping his thumb over your pulse point.

"how badly do you want it?" snape gruffly asked you, his hot breath tickling your cheek as he spoke. "use that pretty little mouth of yours and tell me how badly you want it."

"so badly, please!" you said, your clit beginning to spasm slightly from all of the overstimulation.

snape had a crazed look in his eyes, like all he wanted to do was fuck you for the rest of his life, which you certainly wouldn't mind.

"cum for me," he pleaded you, his voice coming out higher than he had expected. "i need to feel you."

you rocked your hips in time with his, your legs shaking around his waist as you finally reached the incredible crest of your orgasm.

"sev i-, oh my god, FUCK!" you practically sobbed, squeezing around his cock so tightly that snape gasped, unable to keep thrusting as you gripped him.

he came just a few moments later, filling you up just like you had asked him to. he was whimpering beautifully, gazing down at you as the lust faded from his eyes and was replaced with joy and adoration.

"that potion...is something else," he laughed, pressing a firm kiss to your cheek, his chest quickly rising and falling. "fucking hell, y/n."

you nodded in agreement, biting your lip when snape pulled out. he groaned at the sight, just now seeing how much you and him had came.

"we should use it more often," you slyly said, running a hand up and down one of his arms. "i've never came so hard before."

snape wiped his sweaty brow, panting before he cheekily replied, "fine, but only because you deserve that amount of pleasure more often."

you smiled gleefully to yourself and rolled over onto your side, trying to catch your breath.

"i wonder how much they heard," you said, referring to everyone in the dining room.

"they probably heard everything," snape smirked, brushing your hair out of your face. "we probably missed dessert, but that's fine with me. i already got my dessert from you, baby."

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madangel19 · 8 months

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Blood Moon

Chapter 3: Surprise

Chapter 1 here X!

Chapter Summary: Delia and Swiss make a shocking discovery after spending some alone time together

Tags: Tags: Egg Laying, Oviposition, Group Sex, Pack Orgies, Mating Cycles, Heat Cycles, Blood Drinking, Fluff and Smut, Breeding, Plus Sized Character, Ghoul Hypnosis, Aftercare, Love Confessions, Falling in Love, Porn With Plot, Daddy Kink, Bathtub Sex, Hand Jobs, Vaginal Sex, Oral Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Implied Mpreg, Family Fluff, Family Bonding

Word Count: 5674

A month had gone by with surprisingly fast results. Each day, Delia’s large belly had grown smaller until it was almost back to her regular size. She was able to move around more after two weeks and by the fourth week, she could walk without assistance. The stern talking-to she received from Sister Imperator left her terrified of pissing off the head sister of the church again. Soon, she would go back to her daily life with her regular chores.

Her time spent down in the ghoul den felt like a dream. When Swiss wasn’t fretting over her and making sure she was well taken care of, her time was spent with the kits when the pack was upstairs during rehearsals. The kits had been asking her so many questions and many of them would take turns cuddling up to her belly and commenting on how she could be carrying new siblings for them. It was sweet listening to them.

Most nights were spent with Swiss, but whenever she got uncomfortable, he would call in the ghoulettes with their cooling touches, Dewdrop with his soothing warmth, or Aether with his calming quintessence. One night, she ended up sandwiched between Aether and Swiss and she felt like she was floating as they purred and cooed over her while pumping her full of quintessence and hot seed.

She had asked Swiss multiple times to take a hit of whatever he was smoking on some nights, but for some reason, he didn’t let her smoke.

“It’ll make the eggs go bad,” he had told her.

She trusted what he said, but she wanted to relax somehow when the pack was away. The quintessence kits had similar healing abilities, but they hadn’t mastered their powers just yet. Whenever her beloved returned, she welcomed him with open arms.

Delia laid in bed with Swiss, gazing up at the ceiling. It was her last night with him before she was supposed to return to her duties above. Sure, she could still visit him whenever she wanted, but she was still going to miss spending so much time with him. Him leaving to go on a tour in a few months was going to be hell for her.

Swiss rested her head against her belly, humming as he lightly pushed on it with delicate fingers. All he wore was a pair of gray sweatpants that hung low around his hips.

The soreness had gone away with her body having absorbed the smaller eggs. It was only a matter of time before she would have to push out the last two big eggs. Was it going to hurt when that time came? Would it be like giving birth? No other humans had eggs laid in them in the ministry. This would be a question for Swiss and the rest of the pack.

“Something on your mind, sweetheart?” Swiss asked, looking up at her curiously.

“Just thinking about what it’ll be like when I push these eggs out. Is it gonna hurt?” Delia replied.

“It does, but with some assistance from a quintessence or a multi ghoul like yours truly, it won’t be as painful. I’ll help you out when the time comes and I’ll make you feel all better,” Swiss said, pulling up her shirt to reveal her stomach.

He smiled sweetly at it before planting several kisses on her skin. Delia felt better at his words. Magic always came in handy to help ease the pain.

“Thanks, love. Hopefully it happens soon. I don’t think I can wait much longer for these little guys to come out,” she said, reaching forward to pet the top of his head. A low purr emanated from him as he pushed his head against her hand, wanting more. Delia giggled and scratched around his ears before going to the base of his horns, one of his erogenous zones. The purr turned to a low growl as he looked up at her with a hungry look in his now glowing eyes.

“We can speed up that process if you want, Delia. I know a way,” he purred, licking his lips. Delia had a feeling she knew what he was talking about, but she wanted to play along some more. It had been a while since they last properly fucked and with her full of way fewer eggs, they had more wiggle room to mess around.

“Did you know that humans can induce labor with sex? Same thing with ghouls carrying a clutch of eggs. What do you think? Wanna try it out?” Swiss asked, moving to lay next to her, an excited look on his face. How could she say no to such an offer? She was more than ready to get those little suckers out.

“I’d love that,” she said, caressing his cheek before pulling him into a kiss.

The ghoul eagerly kissed her back, his hands exploring her body under the shirt he let her borrow. It didn’t take long before the shirt was torn off of her with ease, exposing her bare chest to the cool air around her.

“Fuck I think they got bigger,” Swiss murmured, gazing at her breasts as if he were starving. They did get a bit bigger over the past few weeks, but she couldn’t complain, especially since Swiss loved touching and kissing them whenever he had the chance.

“They’re all yours, daddy. Sit up and I’ll let you have a taste,” Delia cooed, moving to a sitting position.

“Yes, ma’am,” the ghoul said, sitting against the headboard, his legs spread open. His pants were already tight from his erection and he winked at her while palming himself over them. He held up a single claw with his free hand, gesturing for her to come and take a seat.

Delia was in his lap in an instant, straddling him and grinding against his erection while pressing her breasts against his face. The ghoul let out a muffled moan before he put his mouth on her right breast and began sucking on her nipple. Delia’s whole body felt hot at the action and she continued grinding against him, wanting even more.

“So good,” he murmured, giving her breasts a squeeze and making her squeak softly in response.

“Just for you, daddy” Delia moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer to her chest. He ran his long tongue along her nipple before carefully nibbling around it. They felt so much more sensitive now, making her all the more desperate for a good fucking from her beloved.

Delia noticed his horns again and she smirked as she gave them a gentle tug. The ghoul growled into her chest as he bucked against her.

“That feel good?” She asked, going to the base of his horns and rubbing and tugging at them. She had learned this technique after spending an evening with the ghoulettes who told her all the different ways to pleasure their fellow ghouls. This was one of the easiest but most effective methods.

The growls from Swiss turned into a mix of moans and purrs. He pulled away from her chest to gaze up at her longingly, his cheeks glowing a light purple. Lavender heart-shaped puffs of smoke curled from his mouth that hung around them. Delia breathed them in with a sigh, their effects quickly taking hold of her and making her all the more comfortable and aroused with him.

“You’re amazing, princess,” he murmured, taking her breasts in both hands and giving them a squeeze. Delia felt like she was floating in pleasure as he continued squeezing her breasts. She needed him so much more now.

“Fuck, I love you,” she moaned before kissing him hungrily, her eyes closed in pure bliss. The ghoul hungrily kissed her back, sticking his tongue in her mouth and filling her lungs with that sweet smoke. His tail tugged at the back of her panties, tearing them as he ripped them off. She would have complained, but she had plenty of cute panties back in her room.

“Mm, I love you too, Delia,” Swiss murmured into the kiss.

Delia pulled away from the kiss, gasping for breath and breathing out a small puff of the smoke. She was ready to finally take all of him after waiting so long. It had been weeks and they had compromised with different positions, but she missed riding him.

“Take those pants off,” she ordered.

Swiss raised an eyebrow at her, a playful smile appearing on his lips as he reached around to give her ass a squeeze, pushing her already wet pussy closer to his erection.

“What’s the magic word, sweetheart?” He asked.

Delia let out a whine. She didn’t want to wait any longer. Being full of his eggs changed something in her. She was a lot more needy of her beloved ghoul.

“Aww, just say the magic word and I’ll do what ya want, baby,” Swiss purred, slowly tugging at his pants.

“Take those pants off…please…daddy,” she murmured, pressing her breasts together. The ghoul looked at them hungrily before nodding and moving his hips beneath her.

“I would make you beg some more, but I need those tits in my face when you’re bouncing on my dick. Get up for a moment, baby,” he said.

Delia quickly got up, watching him like a hawk. Swiss hummed a tune to himself, gazing back at her with that playful smirk as he slowly pulled his pants off, freeing himself. He then sat back against the headboard, his legs spread out for her and inviting her in.

“Come here, baby,” he purred while lightly stroking his hard cock. It trembled under his touch, making him growl softly.

Delia felt the faint tug of quintessence pulling her forward. She let it guide her until she was seated comfortably in his lap. His cock was pressed against her backside, sliding around as if trying to find a way in. Fuck, how she missed being like this with him. They had tried this several times within the past few weeks, but it was just too uncomfortable for her and Swiss ended up fucking her from the side. It still felt nice, but she craved this more.

“Finally,” she murmured, lifting herself up and positioning herself over his cock.

“Finally,” Swiss repeated, his claws grabbing her plump hips and pulling her down.

Delia moved with him, gasping softly as she filled herself with every inch of him. The ghoul let out a suppressed moan, black and purple smoke curling from his mouth. Delia moved her hips, her breath shaky as his cock pushed deeper into her. The larger eggs moved around within her, but it wasn’t uncomfortable or painful at all.

“This feels so good,” she moaned as she began a steady pace of going up and down on his cock, each move sending waves of pleasure rolling through her body.

“Fuck, it does. Go…faster,” Swiss moaned back, wrapping his arms around her middle and holding her close.

She knew what he wanted and she giggled as she picked up the pace. He said he wanted her tits bouncing and she was going to give it to him. The look on his face was priceless as he gazed at her in awe and lust.

Seconds passed and a familiar cold washed over her before darkness consumed the both of them. Delia looked around in amazement at Swiss’s powers before turning her attention back to her beloved who simply flashed that dazzling smile at her.

“No one can interrupt us now,” he purred, pulling her closer so he could bury his face in her tits. His mouth was warm around her right nipples as he sucked on it. Delia bit down on her lip at the feeling of his mouth and his cock buried deep inside her. The cold darkness surrounding them mixed with the heat of the moment made her feel lightheaded as she continued riding him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him even closer.

Her thighs began to tremble and her breathing became more ragged as she tried to keep up the pace. Even though she was full of fewer eggs, the ones remaining were still taking a toll on her. She wasn’t sure if she could keep going like this, but she still wanted to ride him until he was pumping her full of his seed. It looked like it was going to take longer for the eggs to come out.

“Swiss…I’m getting sore…The eggs…,” she murmured, slowing down on his cock so that she was seated with it buried deep inside her. Swiss pulled his face away from her chest to look at her worriedly. His gaze went down and he put on a gentle smile as he gave her a squeeze.

“You want me to take over for a bit, sweetheart? I’ll make you feel much better,” he said, caressing her cheek. Delia nodded in response, touching his warm hand and feeling an overwhelming sense of safety and love. It was probably the quintessence, but one could never truly know.

“I’d like that. You…can finish like this if you want, daddy. It’ll still feel good,” she said, rubbing her belly and feeling the bulge of his cock under her skin.

“That sounds good. You just sit there and be your little perfect self for me, baby,” Swiss cooed, kissing her tenderly as he thrusted into her, slowly at first before eventually picking up the pace. Delia smiled into the kiss, slowly moving with him while breathing in the sweet smoke. The more she breathed, the more pleasure washed over her, making her more sensitive to each move her beloved was making. With each hard thrust came an adorable mix between a moan and squeak from her, making her blush at such odd noises.

“You sound so cute like this, baby,” Swiss said before planting soft kisses along her neck.

His claws went back to gripping her thighs tightly as his hard thrusts became all the quicker. He hit several of her sweet spots, making her gasp out in ecstasy as she held on to him tightly.

“Almost…there, baby,” he moaned into her ear.

Another hard thrust on a sweet spot made her clamp down on him and the ghoul growled, gently biting on her shoulder as he bucked his hips once more and spilled himself into her.

“Fuck,” Delia murmured as he continued pumping her full of his hot seed, his growls turning to soft moans as he began licking at where he had bitten her.

The darkness melted away and they were back in Swiss’s room. Swiss stopped moving his hips, his focus on lapping up the blood from her shoulder with a rumbling purr.

“Your legs still sore, baby?” He asked when he was done licking up the blood and healing her wound. Delia moved her hips, holding back the urge to moan when she felt how deep he was buried inside her. Her legs were still very much sore.

“They are. You…got a solution?” She murmured, her cheeks growing warm as she thought of the many ways he could make her feel better.

Swiss looked her up and down before he smirked and gave her another squeeze.

“I can eat you up. You like that, baby?” He whispered in her ear.

Delia shivered in delight at the thought of his long tongue and even his fingers inside her. She was sure she had a sweet meal in between her legs for him.

“That sounds very nice, but can we stay like this for a moment?” Delia asked, moving her hips so she could feel just how deep he was inside her. Swiss chuckled and pecked her cheek, wrapping his arms around her.

“Of course we can, princess. Feels nice like this, yeah?” Swiss said, still peppering her cheeks with kisses.

“It does,” Delia replied with a giggle when his kisses turned to playful nibbles as he lazily pushed himself into her. Each slow move made her sigh happily as she held on to him, relishing the moment. She slowly moved with him, not wanting to rush things. She wanted this to last.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“Love ya too, Delia,” Swiss whispered back before kissing her.

Delia eagerly kissed him back, taking the time to taste and explore his mouth. She brushed her tongue along his sharp teeth, tasting her blood in his mouth. It was such a bittersweet taste that she grew to love the more she loved and kissed him.

The more she kissed him and moved her hips, the more she got aroused. She felt Swiss’s hand on her stomach, right where his cock stretched her skin. She placed her hand over his and slowly moved up and down, moaning into the kiss as she felt his cock move about within her. The eggs shifted within her womb, making her grunt in discomfort.

Swiss pulled away from the kiss, cocking his head with a curious chirp as he gazed down at the bulge in her stomach.

“Hm, looks like we need to do a bit more work to get those out,” he said, slowly rubbing at the bulge. It twitched under his touch.

“Yeah, we do,” Delia replied.

“You ready to lie down, sweetheart?”

Delia grunted in agreement and she slowly raised herself, biting her lip as his cock slid out of her with a wet pop. Swiss’s head rolled back as he let out a low moan, more smoke curling from his lips. His seed dripped out of her as she went to lay next to him.

“I got a really nice treat for you, daddy,” she purred, spreading her legs and touching herself. The warmth between her legs felt simply divine. It was going to be an amazing treat for Swiss.

“You hungry?” She asked, pulling her fingers away and marveling at the slick covering them. She noticed Swiss gazing at her fingers with intense hunger. The pull of quintessence took hold of her again and she sat up and leaned forward, her fingers outstretched and dripping with cum.

“I’m starving,” Swiss purred before taking her hand in his and sticking her middle finger in his mouth.

Delia shivered as he slowly sucked on her finger while making intense eye contact with her. She couldn’t look away from him as he moved on to her next finger. Not only was he sucking on her finger, he was dragging his tongue along it as well. The more she watched him, the more she realized how much experience he had sucking on long things.

“Mmm, I bet you’d like something bigger to suck on,” she crowed, closing her eyes as she recalled watching Swiss take a pounding from Mountain one night. Swiss was large, but the earth ghoul was much much bigger.

Swiss stopped sucking on her finger as if thinking hard about something. He pulled her finger out of his mouth and smirked as he kissed the tip.

“You’re right, but that’s for much later, princess. I’d rather suck on you right now,” he said, licking his lips before pulling her hand close and sucking on her thumb.

Delia tried her hardest not to giggle when he began licking and kissing the palm of her hand when he was finally finished cleaning each of her fingers. The ghoul growled playfully as he nibbled on her hand before eventually letting go, his eyes going down to what was between her legs.

“Still starving, daddy?” She asked, laying back and spreading herself again.

“I am. Your fingers were a perfect little appetizer. I’m ready for the main dish,” Swiss crowed, his eyes roaming up and down her body before stopping on her chest.

A deep purr emanated from his chest as he leaned forward and grabbed a hold of them both, squeezing them. Delia felt like she was going to melt into the bed as he massaged them, his warm hands kneading them like a cat would.

“I thought you were hungry, love,” she said.

“You know I can’t keep my hands off of these,” Swiss replied before planting several kisses along them. He was so affectionate. Delia loved it and so did the rest of his pack. She didn’t want this to end anytime soon.

Delia turned her attention back to Swiss as he kissed along her chest and she got an idea. She had overheard Cumulus talking to Mountain about it and she had grown curious about it.

“Mm, Swiss? Do you wanna try something after you eat me?” She asked.

The ghoul stopped, his head cocked as he looked at her curiously. Delia’s mind was racing as she thought of the best way to ask him this.

“What is it, baby?” He asked, resting his head on her chest while still looking up at her in adoration.

“I…want to try using…my tits around your cock. I heard Cumulus talking about it…and I wanted to…try it with you,” she said, her face turning hot at the very thought of doing that with him. She was certain she was a blushy mess. Sure, she had done all sorts of filthy things with him, but trying something new and asking for it was always a bit nerve wracking for her.

“Aw, you look so cute all blushy like that, sweetheart. I’d love to do that with you,” her beloved purred, giving her breasts another squeeze and making her squeak softly.

“It should be easy, right?” She asked.

“Of course, baby. And if you ever need practice, you can always ask Cumulus later,” Swiss said.

That sounded like a plan. She would ask the ghoulette about it, but for now, she would try her best with Swiss.

Another squeak came from Delia as Swiss began kissing down her stomach while his claws carefully prodded at her slick entrance. He stopped at her bulge, his purring growing louder as he simply nuzzled it while still pushing his claws deeper into her.

“I know I’ve said this plenty of times already, but this has to be one of my favorite parts about you, Delia. Everything about you is so soft and perfect, but this is my favorite,” he said, kissing it tenderly.

Delia felt tears of joy welling up in her eyes and all she could do was pet in between his beautiful horns, making his purrs vibrate against her skin.

“You’re so sweet, love,” she cooed.

Swiss smiled against her skin, still nuzzling her belly and slowly pushing his fingers into her. Delia was about to close her eyes to take in all the wonderful sensations when the purring and Swiss’s fingers suddenly stopped. A confused chirp came from the ghoul as he raised his head to gaze at her stomach with wide eyes.

“What’s wrong, Swiss?” Delia asked.

He didn’t respond. He pulled his fingers out of her and placed both hands on her stomach as he placed an ear against it, his eyes glowing and his ears twitching to and fro.

“Swiss?”

“I…can feel…life. Two…There’s two of them. Delia, you’re carrying kits,” he murmured, slowly raising his head, the expression on his face switching from confusion to nervous excitement. Delia gasped, covering her mouth at the discovery. This couldn’t be possible. No, this couldn’t have happened, but it was.

“Are…Are you sure, Swiss?” She asked, her free hand going down to caress her stomach.

“I’m sure, but…I need to get Aether. Stay right there, Delia. I’ll be right back,” the ghoul said, getting up from the bed. He took his pants and quickly put them back on before rushing out the door.

Delia sat up and grabbed her nearby shirt, pulling it on. Her heart was racing at the thought of actually carrying Swiss’s kits. Did the magic of the blood moon cause this? That had to be it. There were so many conflicting emotions clashing inside her as she pulled the blankets around her.

“I’m having his kits already. Is it too soon? No, it’ll be okay, babe. This isn’t the same as a regular pregnancy,” she murmured to herself.

She thought back to when Cinder noticed her belly and her comments about how she was carrying kits. Did the child know she would be carrying fertilized eggs? No, it was just child talk. Kids always said the strangest things. Both kits and human children were alike in that way.

“Fuck, am I ready for this now?” She said to no one in particular as she pulled up her stomach to reveal her belly.

She had said multiple times that she wanted to have his kits, but was it too soon for that to happen right now? It had been several months since they first shared that long night together and they had just grown closer as the time passed. A year didn’t even pass yet, but she still felt a deep love for him already.

“Fuck, what I am going to tell the higher-ups? Will they approve?” She asked, an overwhelming sense of dread settling in at the thought of having to give up her kits if Sister Imperator and the Clergy didn’t approve this.

No, they approved of humans and ghouls reproducing in the past, but never like this. Surely, they would understand and let her keep the eggs.

Moments passed and she heard voices outside the door. Delia looked up just in time to see Swiss return, followed by a sleepy and grumpy-looking Aether. As soon as Aether stepped into the room, he froze when he saw her, his previous annoyance melting away to shock.

“You can feel them, right?” Swiss asked.

Aether stepped closer until he was sitting next to Delia. He glanced back at Swiss who appeared on edge as he stayed at the door, his tail twitching anxiously.

“Is it okay if I touch your stomach, Delia?” He asked.

“Go for it,” Delia replied, showing him her belly.

Aether gave her a nod before he placed a single hand on her belly. Not a second passed before he gasped, pulling his hand away.

“Oh shit, you’re right, Swiss. Delia, you really are carrying his kits,” he said.

Delia opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She wanted to talk, but she was at a loss for words. If it was confirmed from Aether, then it had to be true. Swiss crouched down to the ground, his hands in his hair as he chittered nonstop.

A giggled escaped her lips as she laid back in the bed, her arms splayed out as she looked up at the ceiling with tears rolling down her cheeks. Were they happy tears? Scared tears? She couldn’t quite tell at the moment.

“Holy shit,” she murmured.

“Holy shit indeed,” Swiss replied, crawling onto the bed and sitting next to her, his eyes wide with shock.

“It had to be the blood moon that caused this. That combined with you going into heat and having that clutch of eggs ready to lay led to this. It’s fucking crazy, right?” Aether said.

Delia couldn’t collect her thoughts or words at the moment. All she knew was that she was going to be a mother. Normally, this situation would terrify her, but knowing that she had so much love and support around her made her feel less uncertain about what was going on. She had seen little ghoul kits before. They were adorable and reminded her of large kittens. Would her babies look like that? She would find out eventually.

“It seems you’re taking the news well, Delia. You’re just overflowing with joy and excitement,” Aether said with a pleasant smile that put her at ease. It might have been the combined quintessence emanating from the purring ghouls making her feel at ease, but she was happy. It was an unexpected surprise, but a welcome one. She wanted Swiss’s kits at some point in her life, but it looked like it was happening now. Magic worked in strange ways.

“I’m gonna be a mom,” she cooed, turning to look at Swiss with tear-filled eyes. He was beyond overjoyed as he pulled her into a huge hug.

“I’m gonna be a dad again!” He exclaimed, giving her a gentle squeeze. Delia giggled and peppered his jawline and cheeks with kisses.

“You better be ready for him to go all out in taking care of you, Delia. Swiss is one of the best at taking care of a partner carrying his eggs. Just ask Dew and Cumulus. Even when another ghoul is carrying someone else’s clutch, he’s gonna take extra good care of them,” Aether chuckled, giving the two of them a playful wink.

“He’s right, baby. I made the biggest nest for Aether when he was carrying Cirrus’s clutch. I’ll make an even bigger one for you,” Swiss said, pecking her on the cheek.

Delia felt even more overjoyed. She was going to receive so much support. Sure, she had to explain the situation to the higher ups, but she would worry about that later.

“Man, I was already making a nest for you and feeling all the more protective of you these past few weeks. I should’ve known something was up,” Swiss said.

“It’s okay, love. Now we know and you can go all out making your lil mate comfortable,” Delia chimed, taking his hand and placing it on her belly. The ghoul chittered happily as he rubbed at her stomach.

“They’re still developing, but in a few weeks, I’ll be able to feel their emotions. They’re the sweetest when they’re still in their eggs. Just pure little hellspawns having the best dreams ever,” Swiss purred.

“I guess they have to stay in me a bit longer then, right?” Delia asked, looking from Swiss to Aether.

“Well, with three eggs, it might take a bit long-”

“Three?! I felt two,” Swiss exclaimed, pressing his hand against her skin as if making sure he was right.

“Three kits?” Delia questioned, her eyes going wide. She wasn’t sure she could handle any more surprises.

“There’s three eggs. I guess a smaller egg got fertilized and stayed. Surprise,” Aether said before laughing at their shock.

“Three kits. Three little ones. Oh, Cinder and the others are gonna be so excited,” Swiss said, his smile infectious.

“It won’t be long before the rest of the pack finds out. You gotta tell them soon,” Aether said, looking over at the door as if expecting someone to be there. Delia looked over and breathed a soft sigh of relief when she saw no other ghoul there.

“We will in the morning. We’re gonna need some time to process this together,” Swiss said, a knowing sparkle in his eyes. Delia blushed and cuddled closer to him. They still had some unfinished business to attend to.

Aether looked between the two and chuckled as he got up from the bed. Delia could still feel the effects of his quintessence even when he walked over to the door.

“Well, I’ll leave you to it. Sleep well, you two,” he crowed before walking out and closing the door shut behind him.

As soon as the door shut, Swiss chirped happily as he curled around Delia, his legs, arms and tail entangling with her and holding her close. Delia breathed deeply, the sweet smell of his smoke filling her lungs.

“I love you, Delia. So fucking much,” the ghoul cooed, cupping her face and kissing her all over. Delia burst into another fit of giggles as his stubble tickled her skin when he switched to nuzzling her. His whole body seemed to vibrate from his loud purrs. A happy ghoul was a loud purring ghoul.

“I love you too, Swiss. This is happening so fast, but it’s still so exciting. Three little ones. Three little kits that’ll be like us,” Delia replied, closing her eyes as she imagined what they would look like. She had seen some of the hybrid kits within the ministry. They mostly took after their ghoul parents with some slight discoloration of the skin and the hair. No matter how her kits turned out, she was going to absolutely adore them.

“What are we gonna name them?” Swiss asked, his hand on her stomach again.

“We’ll have plenty of time to figure that out, love. Unless you already have names picked out,” Delia said, curious to see how he would respond.

“Mm, we do have some time. Once they develop and I can feel their emotions, we’ll figure it out,” the ghoul said.

“What’s it like feeling their emotions as they grow?” Delia asked, growing even more curious.

“It’s amazing, Delia. Most of the time they’re just sleepy and eager to come out to meet their parents. I’ve been able to communicate with them whenever they got close to hatching and they’re a bit scared at first, but once they know it’s their daddy, they get so excited and it’s so sweet, Delia,” Swiss explained with a soft sigh.

The thought of him talking to the eggs whenever they came out was simply adorable. Delia looked forward to seeing that and she was sure he was going to be all over her even before it came time for her to push out the eggs.

“Delia?”

She turned her attention back to him and saw him glancing down at her naked legs with a familiar hungry look in his eyes.

“Yes, Swiss?”

“Do you still want to pick up where we left off?” He asked, lightly dragging a single claw along her exposed thigh. Delia smirked and pulled away from his embrace to pull off her shirt, tossing it to the side.

“Of course, daddy. I’m all yours,” she said, laying back and spreading her legs for him.

Swiss was on her in an instinct, kissing along her legs before reaching the sweet treat she had waiting for him. Delia melted into the bed, grinning like an idiot as she watched her beloved work his magic on her. She was truly blessed.

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birthofvcnus · 3 years

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there is something abt namjoon that makes me go absolutely fucking feral every time

#his power…..#(it’s the size kink laid ease <3)

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marrikko33 · 3 years

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How They Puthay Pound You

The title is quite self explanatory, ⭐MINORS DNI

╰┈➤ Warnings: breeding kink, unprotected sex, dirty talk, virgin reader, oral sex, daddy kink, use of the word 'kitten', cursing. lmk if i missed anything >3

╰┈➤ Characters: Tobio Kageyama, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Tetsurou Kuroo, Kozume Kenma

Genre: Pure Smut

ALL CHARACTERS AGED UP

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Wakatoshi Ushijima

This man has endless, infinite stamina and sexual drive. I doubt Ushijima would ever be embarrassed or hold back when fucking you up. Everytime he came back from a game to find you innocently staring up at him, in his oversized shirt with starry eyes, he could already see himself fucking you against the wall, hearing your soft whines and whimpers.

Pushing you up against his bedroom wall, he pulled you into a rough, desperate kiss as his hands trailed along your hips, groaning and slipping his tongue into your mouth. You let out a gasp as he grabbed your hand and placed it on his semi hard dick, rubbing it gently. "You did this sweetheart, fix it for daddy, be a good girl".

After his huge cock nearly breaking your jaw, you landed up on all fours, being pounded ruthlessly by his cock. He didn't talk much, but all the groans and pants he let out were enough to tell you he was enjoying it and wanted, no, needed, more. After hours of him hitting your cervix and spurting thick, hot ropes of his cum deep within you, Ushijima finally laid down beside you, smiling at your fucked up state and hugging you till dawn.

Kuroo Tetsurou

Quite a cocky bastard about being able to fuck such a pretty, gorgeous woman like you, constantly whispering filth in your ears as he pushes himself further and further inside your tight pussy. Not as fast and ruthless as Ushijima, but his size and the way he ruts his hips sensually against your dripping core are another experience all together. Fucks you anywhere and anytime he feels like messing you up, (but with your consent ofc cuz CONSENT IS SEXY).

That's how you land up choking on his thick length in the bathrooms, his groans echoing in the cubicle. Looking up, you see something you'd like to save in your mind forever. So, so beautiful. His skin was covered in a blanket of sweat, hair stuck to his forehead and his cheeks dusted pink from the overwhelming pleasure. His muscles flexed and contracted each time he thrusted himself down your throat, biting his lip as he stared down at you.

Panting, he pulled out, giving your painful jaw a break. "Show me your soaking cunt, let daddy fuck it till your so sore you can't walk". Kuroo Tetsurou never lied to you. And he certainly wasn't lying when he said you wouldn't be able to walk the next day. Your mind felt blank as your pussy grew numb from being pounded so constantly, so deeply, hitting your g spot every single time.

Finally, he pulled out, your pussy clenching around nothing as cum oozed out. Chuckling, he carried you to the empty locker room, ignoring your furious mumbling about being able to walk.

Kozume Kenma

Sweet and loving, but occasionally rough. Kozume Kenma loved foreplay, pleasing you felt like another pleasure he loved more than pleasing himself. The breathy moans and stammers you let out as he latched his mouth over your clit, sucking the sweet flesh sounded so obscene yet captivating. If you ever let him, he would record how attractive you sounded, or maybe even video how your legs shook and trembled when he bit down on your soft tits.

That was every only an if and he wasn't ready to ask you. After sucking your tits and pussy, he made sure to trail small love bites from your chest to your thighs, before sliding in with ecstacy, into your hot core. "Ah, fuck your taking me so well kitten, that's it, ah, squeeze my hard cock tighter", Kenma's voice reverberated in your head. It started of slow, his cock sliding in and out with ease, dripping in his precum and your arousal.

Then, as per usual, he felt him quicken, snapping his hips quicker and thrusting faster into you as you let out loud whimpers and whines, the pleasure becoming too much to bear. He was so quick you could feel vibrations along your sensitive hole, your tits bouncing up and down as you felt yourself reaching your climax.

Gasping, you felt his hot seed filling you up, overflowing cum spilling out of you. You felt Kenma's muscular frame on top of your chest, panting and collapsing near you. Yawning, the two of you settled beneath his scented covers and fell into a deep sleep, exhausted.

Tobio Kageyama

A little awkward at first, but learns where and how to fuck you up quite quickly. The first time you pulled down his sweatpants to see his large cock, your mouth literally fell open, amazed and scared at the same time. "T-tobio, I don't know if it'll fit", you looked up at his expressionless face, which softened a little. "Don't worry, I'll make it fit", he rasped, before grabbing your small hands and wrapping them around his length.

"Shit", he cursed as he felt your hands circling him so skillfully, your tongue kitten licking his reddening tip. It only took a few minutes for him to squirt all over your face, the innocent seduction you displayed on your face too much for him to handle.

You didn't need to be prompted. The dark, lustful gaze on your bare, dripping crotch was enough for you to spread your lips open for him to see your hole, widen your legs and start begging him to pound him till you bleed. What you wanted is what you got. Hours of him tirelessly forcing his cock into you, as your cunt gripped him like a vice, cursing in pleasure and sucking hickeys possessively all over your neck.

Everytime you felt he was over, you tried sitting up only to be pushed back down, his cock once again standing tall. It must have been five am by the time he was spent, taking note of how fucked out you looked. Realising how much he had fucked you, he scooped you up and walked to the bathroom, laying you in the tub and massaging your shoulders. "You good sweetheart? Sorry, sorta lost my control. Your just too delicious to resist".

crap

that took me two hours of scratching my head and deleting paragraphs over and over again. it’s finally done (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

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sinfulcries · 3 years

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hi sir! i really enjoy your works so could i request atsumu's senpai catching him jacking off while moaning reader's name in the locker room and reader takes his virginity on the spot?

maneater — atsumu x male reader

author's notes. UHM I AM SO SORRY THIS IS REALLY LONG I GOT REALLY INTO IT HAHAHA. this was also beta read by my lodicakes @bunbyy <3 thank you so much NJKNDKJA

tw. senpai kink, public sex, exhibitionism, mating press, caught masturbation, university au, virginity loss, peer pressure, belly bulge, size difference, unprotected sex, barebacking, facefucking, facial, sleazy senpai reader

Miya Atsumu, by all means, was never interested in dating or the concept of love and crushes and infatuation. All of those seemed vaguely unfamiliar to the boy who only had volleyball on his victory-hungry mind. When it came to a certain male on his team however, he would instantly lose his composure. His knees would feel like jelly whenever their fingers would brush against each others accidentally and his face would heat up like wildfire when the flirty, tall senior would attempt to flirt with him.

A crush, Miya supposed. These feelings would go away sooner or later but Osamu and his teammates who clearly caught onto Atsumu’s strange behavior, begged to differ.

More often than intended, you two would have the thickest and most uncomfortable sexual tension. And one of those instances was right now.

After one of your practice matches, you had peeled your shirt off to reveal your seemingly perfect body. Atsumu revelled in the way your skin glistened under the sheer layer of sweat coating your big arms and your toned abdomen, or the way the fabric of your shorts hung low and exposed more than what meets the eye, leaving Atsumu to imagine the rest of what laid beneath. The blonde made sure to take his sweet time memorizing every crevice of your toned stomach, failing to notice the teasing smirk plastered on your face.

Interrupting the male’s not so discreet sightseeing, you chuckled. “Enjoying the view, Tsumu?” You teased, making the said male blush embarrassedly. “N-No! Shut yer trap, Senpai!” He sneered only to receive a grin from you in reply. “You know, You’re really cute when you’re flustered, dollface.”

God, the things you did to him were dangerous and the cute pet name went straight to his cock, making it noticeably twitch against his thigh. The shorter man merely ignored your statement with a blush on his face, giving you an embarrassed wave before walking towards the locker room, “I'm gonna take a shower.”

By showering, Atsumu meant releasing his sexual frustration by jacking off to the thought of you fucking him. The wing spiker shut his eyes in pleasure as he flicked his wrist around his length shamelessly, lips parted ever so slightly as he moaned your name.

The thought of you manhandling him, having him pressed up against your chest as you fucked him raw made Atsumu shut his eyes tightly. His pace only increased as he fisted his cock much faster, imagining that it was your bigger hand instead. This was definitely more than a crush-- Miya just came to the thought of his teammate for fuck’s sake! Thank God you weren’t there to witness the sinful and humiliating act that he had just committed.

By the time he came, shooting thick ribbons of white cum onto the tile walls, he rinsed the rest of his body clean before reaching out of the stall to grab his towel. Before he could even grasp the cloth, another person snatched it before he could, making him groan frustratedly.

“‘Samu, I swear if this is you, I’ll cut yer ba—”

When Atsumu opened the shower curtain however, the culprit was not his twin brother but instead, you stood in front of him with an amused look on your face. Your teasing expression only making the shorter man gulp nervously.

Avoiding your coy gaze, you taunted, “You’re a bad boy, Atsumu.” while moving to pin the blonde against the tile walls. Atsumu let out a soft squeak, feeling your calloused fingertips rubbing teasingly against the rim of his ass.

“Touching yourself to the thought of me.” You growled, leaning in to lap at the expanse of his neck, your teeth slowly dragging against his skin leaving bite marks on the clean flesh.

The blonde let out a breathy moan, as he tried to explain himself, however his mind was clouded with nothing but lust and disbelief. “I’ll give you the real thing instead. How does that sound?” You whispered, making the blonde shake his head. “I-I don’t want to..”

As much as he desperately wanted to feel your cock messing up his insides, he was embarrassingly enough, a virgin. And to have his virginity taken in some dirty locker room had him thinking more rationally, holding himself back from succumbing into his desires.

“Why not? Are you a virgin?” You teased, making Atsumu pipe up with humiliation. “Am not!” He protested.

Not believing the blonde, your hand inched towards his ass, prodding at his entrance with one finger. The male immediately jolted forward into your chest, squeaking as you pushed the digit in. “F-feels weird…” Atsumu murmured.

Ah, a virgin. How adorable.

The best people to fuck, in your not so humble opinion, were virgins. They were quite similar to new toys— they’d have your cock inside of their cunts, getting a good feel of how big you are before they’re reduced to a sobbing mess, feeling your cock molding them into your shape.

“C’mon now, ‘Tsumu, don’t be such a buzzkill for yer senpai.” You mused, giving his ass a harsh slap. “I’ll take good care of you. I’ll be gentle.” Your words weren’t the most convincing especially paired with the predatory gaze in your eyes. Nonetheless, Atsumu complied hesitantly, deciding to trust you instead, “Ugh fine. Ya better be gentle or I’m backing out.”

‘You’d be too addicted to even think about backing out’ You thought to yourself, grinning as you pulled the blonde out of the shower, urging him to lay down on one of the benches before pulling your shorts off along with your boxers.

By no means were you remotely close to small. Atsumu shamelessly drooling at the sight of your thick cock leaking beads of precum in your hand. Miya could only gulp as you pressed the smooth head of your cock against his bottom lip, letting the fat head part his lips open. “W-Wait you won’t go too deep right?” Atsumu mumbled worriedly.

“Just trust me.” You responded, guiding the rest of your cock inside of his mouth slowly. And without a single warning, you grabbed the boy by the back of his head, pulling him in closer as he choked helplessly on your cock. “You can take it right Tsum? Senpai knows you can.” The condescending grin that wormed its way onto your lips made Atsumu moan against your cock, your hips now moving to fuck the wing spiker’s warm throat.

You could vaguely hear the sound of him choking and gurgling around your thick length, the younger man’s jaw now going slack with how long you’ve been mercilessly thrusting into his mouth. “Shh, Samu might walk in at any minute. How would he react to seeing his cute lil twin getting facefucked by his sleazy senior?” You whispered tauntingly, Miya only “mmf!”-ing in reply.

With your thrusts slowly becoming sloppy as you felt your high approaching, you took your cock of the blonde’s mouth before spilling your load on his pretty face, relishing in the way your cum dripped over the boy’s cute features. “S-Senpai…” The boy panted, shakily taking your cock in his small hand “Want more…”

Your prediction was proven to be correct. Miya Atsumu was already addicted to your cock and you haven’t even taken his virginity yet! What a charming lil whore, so easy for you to break and corrupt!

Smiling at the blonde, your fingers were now pushed against the puffy rim of his ass, the dampness from his recent shower making it much easier to prep his hole for your cock. Atsumu let out a soft gasp as you started to curl and twist your fingers inside of him, his body writhing cutely against the bench he was laying on. “Mm so tight, I can’t wait to fill this cute cunt up.”

Miya blushed at your words, the venom in your voice making him flush red with how needy he was for you. Jolting upwards, he could feel your fingers brushing against his prostate, a flurry of high pitched moans ripping past his throat as you continued to fingerfuck the poor boy. “Ssssso good~!” Squealing girlishly, Atsumu’s cock trembled before he came on his stomach.

“Fuck, you look so hot” You rasped out, admiring the way his chest heaved up and down, his oversensitive cock now twitching against his stomach. As much as you wanted to spend your time admiring the view, your patience was wearing thin, and you could barely keep yourself from climbing on top of his quivering figure, aligning the head of your cock against his puckered rim before pushing every inch inside of him. The pain was absolutely unbearable-- the thought of pushing you off of him was the only thing occupying his mind as he blinked back the fat tears forming in his eyes.

As expected, his ass felt so good wrapped around your cock. Nothing beats the feel of a freshly entered, young virgin, especially since he looked so pretty folded down on the bench with your cock filling his ass.

“It hurts! Too big--!” Atsumu whimpered, finally letting the tears he had been holding back stream down his pretty little face. You only grasped both of his legs in response, folding him with ease so that his ass was raised to take in more of your cock. With you, balls deep inside of him-- It was safe to say that Atsumu was slowly breaking. It was obvious with how his tongue was stuck out, eyes crossed lewdly as the tears, cum and drool on his face mixed messily together. The satisfaction of burying every inch of your cock inside of his ass only brought a wicked smile on to your face and it didn’t take long for you to start fucking him and breeding him against the dirty bench, each euphoric thrust sending atsumu overdrive as he breathlessly panted for more. His whimpers sent you into a frenzy, your hips pistolling deeper to abuse his prostate-- and the blonde could only scream for dear life as you pounded into his guts mercilessly.

Rich, deep moans spilled from your lips only aiding Atsumu into orgasming much faster. And Your brash, rapid thrusts made ‘Tsumu moan out in pure bliss, keeping himself balanced as he held onto your sturdy arms. “Such a fucking cockslut for a virgin.” You groaned, Driving your cock deeper inside of him so that you could marvel at the little bump bulging out of his toned stomach.

“Look at that, you can even see my cock in yer little tummy.” Teasing him never got old, especially with the cute whine that came out of his mouth. “If only the team was able to see just how much of a virgin whore you really are.”

That alone was enough to make Atsumu cum once more, and with one more drive of your hips against his colon, you watched as his body spasmed against your cock, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he cried out your name.

Although you did have a bad habit of tossing virgins away once you were done using them up, you were certain that you’d keep Miya Atsumu for a while. After all, he was quite fun to play with.

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wandsandwheezes · 3 years

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Hermes | G.W

WARNINGS // 2k // SMUT 18+, Hermes!George AU, God!George AU, Betrothals, Dirty Talk, Innocence Kink, Corruption Kink, Unprotected Sex, Breeding Kink, Belly Bulging, (a very lowkey) Size Kink, Premarital Sex.

A/N // The third?? instalment of mine, @darthwheezely and @amxrtentias Gods!AU collection/series/etc <3 i lovs u both and i hope you chikas enjoy <33

Hermes is the ancient Greek god of trade, wealth, luck and fertility. One of the cleverest and most mischievous of the Olympian gods, he is, above all, the herald and messenger of Mt. Olympus, symbol of the crossing of boundaries in his role as a guide between the two realms of gods and humanity.

Locking eyes with him from across the rowdy dining hall, the Grecian God, whom you knew you were to be betrothed to. You knew from the moment you set your eyes on him that he was something of wonder and yet the thought of you being deflowered by him didn’t put you in as much worry as you thought it would have. You truly hadn’t expected to attract the attention so easily of the most gorgeous being you had ever laid your eyes upon.

When your parents had forced you to come to the celebration, arranged especially for the purpose of yours and his meeting, you wanted nothing less than to be in and out of there as quick as Zeus’ lightning but yet when you caught the way his hair shone like a beacon of light as it glimmered in the Grecian sun, you couldn’t bear to pull yourself away.

His jaw was prominent, obviously sculpted by the gods as he leaned over the table to grasp at a handful of grapes, his eyes not leaving yours for a second as he popped them one by one past his lips, tongue dragging along his fingers with every intent of turning you to a pooling mess.

It was unfamiliar, the way your tummy erupted with the flight of a thousand butterflies, a feeling of confusion filling you as you noted the growing wetness between your thighs. You had never taken a lover, nor even shared a kiss with another man, yet the moment you had locked eyes with George, it’s as if you became tethered to him, under the spell of his allure.

He found it fascinating, the way baby bunnies like you shone bright with purity. He liked that about you, he hardly knew your name, but one thing rang true; your untouched innocence was daring to be claimed.

You thought he had disappeared, leaving your first meeting to be nothing more than fleeting glances. Taking yourself away from the drunken laughter to wander the open halls, fingertips grazing over the pure white stone of the castle that stood tall, proud and dominant.

“My, my.. aren’t you a wonder.” You hadn’t expected his voice to be so deep, startling you from your own thoughts so rapidly that you found yourself spinning on your heel only to crash directly into the chest.

There’s something intoxicating about the way George held you, as if his touch was electric, rendering you completely and utterly dumbfounded, his eyes once again burning into your skin as he took in every inch of your untouched skin he could muster in your close proximity.

George had never seen such a doe-eyed beauty like yourself. You were a tiny, sweet little thing compared to him, the way he towered over you made you feel safe, secure and protected, not intimidated like any other man had made you feel, but he wasn’t just any man, he was your betrothed, a intricately chiselled God whose freckles had been hand picked for him and created to be one of the most wondrous sights to behold.

Looking up at him you felt an overwhelming desire like never before, to press your lips against his beautifully crafted, rosy red lips. Of course you wanted to kiss him, especially when his feather light touch had brushed your hair off of your shoulder, leaving your collarbone, neck and chest bare and exposed. His large hand cradled your neck, ghosting a thumb over your lower lip as he inched himself closer to you, almost feeling his hot breath against your chin before his eyes sought out yours again, searching in them for a sign to stop. “Tell me if this is too much and I’ll stop.”

You shook your head gently, only pushing his thumb across your lips once more before you found yourself leaning in again, truly on your toes to reach his lips. They connected together in such a heated passion that you had practically been knocked back, hands rapidly hoisting you up onto the ledge to kiss you easier. He tasted like magic and eloquence all wrapped into one, the sweet hint of grapes lingering on his tongue as it slipped past your lips.

You found yourself breathless as you pulled away from his kiss, forehead pressed against his as you squeezed your eyes closed. Already desperate for another you whimpered, your whole body leaning into him as he watched your chest heave.

“I want to absolutely devour you and it’s taken everything within me not to do so already.” He sighed, fingertips dancing over the white abundance of fabric that was cinched in at your waist, noting how irresistibly innocent you looked before him.

“Devour me?” You whispered through a shaky breath.

“I want to drink you in like the sweetest wine to ever pass my lips, you are the divine, untouched nectar I crave, a goddess in human form.” he hummed, smirking to himself at the way you avoided his gaze, overwhelmed by the full attention of a God like himself.

“A little thing like you never imagined being touched by a God, hm? I would bet your virgin cunt is throbbing just at the thought of me kissing you,”

He could read you, like the pages of never ending parchment, see through you like crystal clear waters. You couldn’t find the words to counter him, let alone to tell him to touch you.

With a sharp inhale, you felt his thumb brush over your fabric covered nipple, unaware of just how hard and sensitive they were until awoken by his touch. You let out an involuntary whimper, although it seemed more like a breathy moan at the first touch of a man you had ever before experienced.

“I just know you’re already dripping down your thighs for me, is that what you want, for me to fill your cunt up, stretch you out to fit me?”

All you could muster was a faint ‘please’, looking up at him through your lashes just in time to catch his pearly white smile before his arm had wrapped around your waist, whisking you away to his bedroom on a more secluded part of the grounds.

It was at this point that his soft touch began slipping the pathetic fabric from your body, leaving you naked before him as it pooled at your feet. He didn’t dare stare too long, instead stripping down the same way he had left you bare. His hands were quick to reach out, gliding all over your skin as he murmured praise into your ear, the vibration of his low voice humming against your ear, making you cave into him.

You were completely in his hands, thankful he knew what he was doing. His hand trailed down, reaching slowly between your legs, fingers quickly becoming slick with how wet he had already made you, much to his pleasure. You didn’t know how he did it, how when he dragged his fingers over a sensitive area, he was able to pull such a wonton moan from your lips.

He had laid you down upon a bed of comforts, hand pushing your chest down to lay fully back before slowly parting your legs so that he could nestle between them, he wanted to paint a picture of the way you were right in this moment, hair splayed out messily with your thighs either side of him, cunt dripping and clenching at the mere thought of wrapping around his cock. He wanted to paint in detail the innocence you held before he fucked it out of you, before he claimed you as his.

Your moans were greater than any tune or melody that had graced his ears, satisfied enough with seeing you squirm as his fingers sank in and out of the tightest hole he’d ever felt wrapped around his fingers. His thumb circled your clit, keeping you nice and wet as he stretched you out as best as he could with his fingers alone. “That’s it, cherub, no need to be quiet for me, let me know how nice it feels.”

He wanted you to feel comfortable when it came to the moment he and you would become one, lining his length up before pushing in ever so slightly. He found your hand, lacing his fingers with yours as he gently guided as much as you would take from him, slick walls allowing his inches to fit with ease until he was fully inside of you. It was almost as if your cunt were made for him, his cock fitting perfectly like lock and key.

He leant forward, forehead pressed against yours as he checked in with you, making sure that you were okay for him to move before he set a slow pace of passionate fucking. “Such a pretty Pearl you are, doesn’t that feel nice, finally having cock fill that tight cunt?”

“Oh, George, you’re so big, feels so, so nice the way you fill me.” You moaned loudly, unaware of just how much he could make you moan, whimper and writhe. With every movement, you thought you’d moan louder, thumb dragging across your clit to help build that beautiful sensation he wanted to give you.

Leaning back up to watch the way your cunt greedily swallowed every inch of him as he fucked you, he noticed the way a small bulge appeared with every thrust. He stilled while fully sinking inside you, chuckling slightly to himself as he ran his thumb over the bulge, smirking at the feeling of his touch against his cockhead through your skin when he realised what he was doing.

“Look at you, so greedy for me already. See how I’m in your belly, bet I could split you in two if I tried.” He chuckled, pulling your body up to make you watch the way the outline of his cock swelled your abdomen. “Watch for me, my little bunny, look how much I fill you up.”

He kept thrusting, grabbing your hand to push down against the bulge, letting you feel the rhythm of his cock hitting your hand. He then guided your hand down to your own clit, his large hand swallowing yours as he moved your own fingers against your clit. His fevered touch was drawing you closer and closer to euphoria. When it hit you, the feeling was unlike anything you had ever experienced, like every single moment of happiness, excitement and joy you had experienced in your life had hit you all at once, finding yourself screaming out his name for all to hear.

“That’s it, Pearl, you look like a goddess right now, absolutely glowing.” He groaned, continuing in his thrusts until he felt his own high approach, growling in your ear as his sensitive head hit your back wall as he bottomed out over and over. “I’m gonna fill you up, make your belly swell when I breed you, little one.”

As if you had become a goddess yourself, he filled you up with his release, well and truly in the clouds for the first time in your life.

He had covered you with a silk sheet quickly to protect your modesty, brushing sweaty hair from your eyes as he lay beside you, taking in your beauty once again.

“And to think you’re mine to devour, human woman made for the gods.” He rambled, his hands never leaving your skin.

“George?” You whispered.

“Mhm?”

“Thank you for being so gentle with me, I’m sure you weren’t expecting your betrothed to be a virg-”

“Hush now, little one, I’d rather you know my touch alone than the touch of another because the thought of anyone else ever coming near you makes me feel like my brother, just full of rage.”

“You don’t mean that-”

“I do, you deserve to feel protected. Betrothed or not y/n, you are something even a God like me is lucky to have.”

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