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writingoddess1125 · 7 months

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Pot calling the Kettle Black

Mihawk x Reader + Alucare OOC

Just some domestic Fluff stuff and light violence.

Saw someone requested this! But when I went to answer the answer got deleted cause my laptop overheated and shut off ;-; I'm so sorry! (If you were the person please DM me I do apologize)

Anyway Enjoy!!

"For goodness sake" You sigh as you watch the comb snap from your sons hair. Tossing the ruined item to the side to later be thrown away.

You sat there trying to brush through Alucare's thick hair. It seemed the salty air had decided to reek havoc on his dark locs and render them a crusty tangled mess.

"This is humilating-" He grumbled sitting on the floor of the cabin you and Mihawk shared, Wincing everytime you ran the now 4th comb through his hair and encountered a knot.

"Sorry honey but you're too tall for me when you sit in the chair" You admit, needing the upper angle in order to even attempt to manage his hair.

You rinced his hair in more fresh water but it seemed no matter how much you used it was not helping in softening the hardened locs.

Yanking more on his hair which earn another pained grunt in discomfort from the boy- Both of you not noticing the door opening as Mihawk watched calmly from the doorway lf the cabin.

"Struggling?" He finally spoke, revealing himself to the both of you as you pulled the comb from Alucare's hair.

"Yes, His hair is so dry was the sea air that it's a wavy mess" You say gesturing to his locks with a defeated sigh. Alucare glancing back at his father who seemed amused by the sight, Mihawk walking into the room fully and taking the comb from you as well as reaching into the bag he personally carried and grabbing a jar.

"I'll help, Come" He said calmly and gestured to the chair in the room. Alucare turned his nose to this but sighed in defeat as he stood up and sat in the chair. Mihawk going behind him and taking the hair product he used began to comb it through his hair- Softening it enough to take out the knots.

You looked on in surprise at the two- It was a very cute father son moment in your eyes as you watched Mihawk with care detailed his sons hair.

"The salt from the sea will dry out your hair and stick to you. Add more conditioner" He grumbled, Alucare nodding at this as Mihawk with gentle hands detailed the boys hair.

"Why bother keeping your hair so long to begin with?-" Mihawk asked, raising a brow noting that when continuing it was just past the center of his back. Far too long for his taste.

"Cause when it was shorter I got mistaken for you and almost scared a Marine half to death" He said calmly, Mihawk freezing in his actions before he cracked a small smirk and continued his task at hand.

"I see" He said calmly continuing the task at hand. However was forced to stop just halfway through and pulled Alucares hair back in a low ponytail for the time being.

"Out of product.. We will be stopping in a village soon for your mother to stretch her legs- we will gather more hair product for you" he said calmly as Alucare stood from the chair and gave a short thanks.

Standing in the little general store Mihawk turned his head to see Alucare speaking with a girl- A pretty girl. How her cheeks were red and she was clearly swoon- Alucare also flirting back with a charmed smile on his face, he knew that look well.

It wasn't long till the three of you (four on the way) made it to a tiny village to get some supplies for the journey. Deciding a small store near the docks would have the hair supplies for the teen.

The young girl played with a lock of her dark brown hair, her ebony sparkling as Alucare clearly wooed her and she gave a shy nod. Earning a smile from his son and he nodded walking back towards you two- Noting that Mihawk had clearly noticed.

"Mother, they are having a summer festival in a few days, Would you like to attend?" Alucare asked, seeing how your face lit up at the idea. Chattering excitedly at wishing to do this as Mihawk stared at his spawn- Clever.

"What do you saw Mihawk? Wanna stay for the festival?" You ask softly, he looked in your eyes and knew he wouldn't refuse you. So he gave a soft nod to you. Alucare smirked at this as he clearly got what he had wanted- Grabbing the hair stuff he needed quickly he smirked. The Warlord hummed, knowing damn well what was to come soon.

In less then 5 hours his son was off running around with this girl- Mihawk saw how this girl and Alucare ran around the island together clearly he had wooed her a bit too well. Knowing that his son was plotting to win her heart and win something else before departing- The adventurous feeling of the sea clearly infecting him with wonder and interest. He had done the same, it came with being out on sea.

The day of the festival Mihawk was excited for all the wrong reason- Sure he was happy to get to spend the festive day with you but really he wanted to see the blow up that was about to happen-

A stolen kiss and a blushing of a innocent girl had Alucare confidence up and bolstered, even if he knew it may be cruel to do. On the second night Alucare snuck onto the ship, not expecting Mihawk to still be awake waiting for him as he cleaned his blade.

"You lied to her I take it?-" Mihawk asked, Already knowing the answer to the question. Alucare nodding silently-

"Her heart is going to be broken when she finds our you're leaving" He said calmly and met his sons gaze.

"That's why I won't tell her. Goodnight" He said shortly and headed to his Cabin on the ship. Mihawk shaking his head at this- Not under his watch.

Was this his live soap opera? Hell yes it was.

"Ready to head out back to sea Alucare? We need to leave by morning. Who is your friend here?" Mihawk said quite louder then his normal tone, purposely making sure the girl heard every word he said.

Once at the festival Alucare separated from you both rather quickly, most likely to enjoy himself elsewhere with the girl. Leaving the two of you alone to enjoy one another. The dancing, the food and even the drink had been fantastic. Seeing you dance and dress up for the lovely festivities had been worth every Berry he spent, the pretty festival clothes complimented you well and he couldn't help but keep his hands on you.

Truthfully having spent the day with you he had forgotten the whole ordeal with Alucare. Till he son his son running up a scenic hill for the firework show.

Staying for the fireworks with you he silently plotted what he would do. Knowing they would probably still be on that scenic hill once over- You were also pretty tuckered out and he didn't want to stress you or the baby. Getting you back to the ship to rest after the fireworks Mihawk set in his plan and went back out to the festive grounds to find his son and burst his little bubble.

"Ah there you are my Son" Mihawk said calmly as he walked towards the kissing teen couple- the two pulling away as Alucare eyes were as wide as saucers at being caught.

"Wait you're leaving?- You're family didn't move here?" She asked sharply, Alucare sending a murderous glare at his father. Not expecting the old man to not only catch him but also absolutely call him out on his bullshit.

"Seems so" He said nonchalantly, clearly trying to play it cool for being caught so bluntly. "It seems some things have changed so I will be leaving"

"You lied to me!" She hissed angrily, clenching her fist.

"I did-" He said calmly which made her angrier.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she fumed, Alucare stepping back as he tried to clearly step out of the emotional situation. However neither Mihawk nor Alucare expected what happened next- In a second she pulled back and pushing cheddar him square against the jaw with a bone bending strength.

Alucare stumbled back so hard Mihawk had to catch him and both their eyes were wide at such a hard punch from the little lady. Her eyes narrowed at both of them in anger and Mihawk had a wave of deja vu.

"I will not forget this Asshole!" She yelled, huffing as she stormed away angrily down the scenic hillside back to the village.

Mihawk standing Alucare up fully as both of them seemed a bit dazed. The two Dracule men walking back to the ship where you were waiting for them.

As Alucare boarded the ship he glanced to the side seeing his father with a amused gleam in his eyes as he waited for him to board.

"Was it fun heartbreaker?" He teased, earning a glare from the teenager as he grumbled and went on the ship. Ignoring the ache from his cheek which was sure to be blue and purple by the days end.

"Oh shut it-" Alucare grumbled as Mihawk gave a noise which was as close to a chuckle he got. Before the family retired to bed.

Once out to sea you had prepared your small family a meal and all seated in the ships small breakfast you scolded you son and gave him a ice pack for his swollen cheek.

"That was very unkind Alucare, I raised you better then that" You warn and he sighs at this, Accepting the verbal lashing he was getting from you.

"By the way- What was that poor girl's full name? You are going to send a apology to her" You tell him, still disappointed in your son for stealing that girls first kiss and lying to her.

Alucare paused his eating for a moment, thinking back "Beckman.. Lyra Beckman I believe-"

There was a mild choking noise from the older man, Mihawk sighed heavily at this as he rubbed his temple... Of fucking course it was...

#x reader #one peice x reader #one piece #one peice live action #one piece mihawk #hawkeye mihawk #mihawk x reader

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chlorinecake · 8 months

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𝐉𝐎𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊 - a yjw oneshot 🕹️

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: a fun gaming session with your bsf leads to a night full of steamy shenanigans

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: gamer!roommate!jungwon x reader

𝐜𝐰: swearing, kissing, teasing, hickeys, y/n gets her boobies fondled, oral (f. & m. receiving), mentions of other enhypen members

𝐰𝐜: 3k | not proofread, written quickly

You sighed, “I wish more people in the world cared about Roblox… it saved my life, bro.”

“That was easily one of the dumbest things I’ve ever heard you say.”

“What?”

“I said-”

“EVER! Wanna play COD Mobile instead?”

“Bruh, that game is so mid.”

You scoffed at his remark, bringing a flared hand to your chest. “I’m goated at COD mobile, averaging like 100 kills per match. People praise me for that.”

“Because it doesn’t take skill?” He made it sound like a question, when he was really making a statement.

“Mkay. I bet I’d still whoop your ass on console, but we don’t have to go there.”

A hint of ambition sparkled in his eyes at the challenge. “Oh yeah? And what are we betting here?”

“Hmm,” you thought for a moment, “If you win, I’ll fix you a victory snack.”

He nodded at the enticing offer, “And if you win? Which you won’t, but-”

“The bragging rights will be enough for me, but you could always fix the broken shower head in my bathroom so I can stop using yours,” you interrupted confidently.

Jungwon forgot all about how you broke your shower head last week. You told him it was an innocent mistake, but his mind obviously wandered to other places once you told him. By now though, he had already gotten used to sharing a bathroom with you, so he didn’t feel any urgency to repair it. Still and all, he understood how you might want your private space back. “Ok. Fair enough,” Jungwon agreed.

He handed you a controller, waiting for you to join him at the loading screen. Setting up your gear and choosing what weapon you wanted, the match eventually started. Needless to say, you didn’t stand a chance against Jungwon and his team of CPU’s, feeling sore from defeat.

A prideful smile waved over his features, showcasing his prominent dimples. “Sooo,” he began, “I would like your leftover Twix bar from the fridge cut up over two scoops of vanilla ice cream. Don’t forget the sprinkles.”

You pouted, handing him the overheating controller. “I’m not fixing you a damn thing. You probably cheated!”

His eyebrows raised, “First of all, cheating is for weenies. Second of all, a deals a deal!”

“Ugh, fine. I’m charging tips, by the way.”

“Not a chance, crook. Unless,” he caught your attention as you got up from the living room couch, “you wanna go for another round?”

“No, that’s alright. I think I'm gonna just watch you play the game for now. You could invite Heeseung, too, if you want.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. I’ll be back, okay? I gotta use the bathroom real quick.”

Walking into the bathroom, you closed the door behind you, taking off the bra that had been killing your back for the past 12 hours. You didn’t know where else to put it, so you hid it under Jungwon’s bathroom cabinet before leaving.

“When do you ever wanna play games with me? Are you with Riki or something?” Heeseung asked from the headset.

“No, I’m with ____. She needs some testosterone in her life and wants to watch us play I guess.”

“I can think of a few ways to help her with that,” Jungwon could hear the smirk in Heeseung’s voice.

“Shut the fuck up and join me already.”

“What? It’s not like you’ll ever have the balls to make a move on her, anyway,” Heeseung chuckled. “How long have you know her for again?”

“Since the first day of college.”

“Damn, and you’ve barely even grazed first base.”

“She’s still sacrificing her free time to hang out with me, so I don’t see the loss here?”

“Look, buddy. Your rizz needs an upgrade. These cute little gaming nights you have every weekend needs an upgrade. Your wardrobe needs an upgra-”

“I get it, asshole.”

You came back with the snack he requested, eliciting a dramatic applause from your goofy ahh friend.

“Your majesty,” you bowed playfully, placing the bowl of ice cream on the desk in front of him.

You filled in the space next to him, resting an elbow on the arm of the sofa, your nipples now on full display through your thin shirt.

“Are you cold,” Jungwon asked, eyes not quite meeting yours. You meant to reply, but he was already reaching his hand out to grope your chest, using a thumb to smooth out your hardened buds with his warm touch. You eyes widened in shock.

“Woah- mmm, n-no, I’m okay” you stuttered, Jungwon smirking at how flustered you appeared.

What the actual fuck was that!?, you thought to yourself.

He went back to casually talking with Heeseung again as if he didn’t just rub your nipples…

You usually enjoyed watching Jungwon play the game, but now, you couldn’t take your eyes off of Jungwon’s pretty hands. The way his delicate thumbs maneuvered the joystick of the controller sent your mind into a daze.

“Hold up, Hee, I’m gonna put you on mute for a sec,” Jungwon said, handing you his controller before mouthing the words “play for me” with a catty smirk. He adjusted his headset over your head, bringing a finger up to your seal your lips. “Shhh,” he warned.

You knew Heeseung wasn’t actually on mute because there was an open mic symbol on the corner of the screen.

What’s he up to now?, you wondered.

Kneeling between your legs with greed, Jungwon’s fingers tiptoed to the waistband of your shorts. He paused before asking, “is this okay?," and you simply nodded in response. He smiled, tugging your shorts and underwear past your hips, knees, and ankles, stuffing them under the sofa.

He gawked at your wetness, your lips swollen with need. Heeseung started the match, and that’s when Jungwon started taking kitten nips at the sensitive flesh between your thighs, leaving a few marks. He blew at your heat before finally using his fingers to explore your folds.

“Cute,” he must’ve noticed the way your pussy pulsed in anticipation. Attaching his lips to your throbbing clit, he sucked it into his mouth, alternating with his fingers when breaking for air. He hummed at your taste, adding to the pleasurable sensations.

You tried focusing on the game for Jungwon’s sake, but you couldn’t resist the urge to reach for a handful of his hair and gently grind against his face.

“You’re doing so good for me, baby, just stay focused,” he said in between slurping at your wetness that never sounded so foul til now.

Did he just call me baby?

He inserted a finger into your tight hole and started pumping in and out of you, curling up to stimulate your g-spot. You were struggling to keep your moans in, rolling your eyes to the back of your head as he finger-fucked you. He looked up, noticing that you had fully abandoned the controller. “Keep playing or I won’t let you finish,” he purred.

“Fuck,” you panted quietly, how do you expect me to do that?”

“Don’t make me repeat myself, ____.”

You picked up the controller and started playing again. Heeseung was now swearing over the mic like a madman. “Bro, you’re really not helping out our stats here by letting the enemy clap your cheeks,” he scolded, but you weren’t really paying attention to his voice anyway. Jungwon dove back into your heat, licking rough stripes against your clit as he inserted a second finger. “Mngh,“ you mumbled dizzily, clenching around him.

“What?” Heeseung asked confused, having heard your noise.

You reached to mute the headset, but Jungwon gave you a look that told you not to test him. You gave in, and succeeded in holding back your whimpers, but your heavy breathing continued.

“Dude, I’m literally never playing the game with you agai- HOW THE FUCK DID I JUST GET DIED?”

One last thrust of Jungwon’s fingers, and you were finally coming undone, shaking from the intense wave of pleasure that washed over you. Slender fingers glided in and out of your needy hole, his knuckles adding to the delightful stretch. The match ended shortly after you came down from your high.

Jungwon licked his fingers clean of you and swapped the controller back. “Sorry about that, hyung. I was eating and didn’t wanna disturb you,” he lied, readjusted the headset on himself.

“Well, I hope it was worth it. Our team forfeited on some elite rewards.”

“You’re welcome,” he teased, which you didn’t know if it was meant for you or Heeseung, because he leaned in to kiss your lips softly, before going in for another match.

Still feeling your orgasm fresh in your viens, you reached under the couch to grab your shorts and underwear, putting them on and getting up from the sofa.

“Hey, what’s up,” Jungwon asked while taking a spoonful of the half-melted sundae into his mouth.

“I-I’m just gonna shower... and maybe go to bed after.”

“Alright. Me and Hee are gonna play one more match and I’ll be in after you. Don’t take long!”

"Dude, you’re abandoning me already? I thoughtyou were gonna help me take these punks to skill-ville," Heeseung whined over the mic.

"You need to immediately repent for saying that," Jungwon cringed.

You made your way to his bathroom with a change of clothes, closing the door behind you.

You entered the shower, trying to wash off the growing heat between your legs and any dirty thoughts associated with your roommate. A few minutes in, you also decided to wash your hair as it had been a week since that last time you did.

That’s when you heard the door open and close, followed by the sounds of clothes being removed and tossed on the bathroom floor. You peeked from the shower curtain, only to find a naked Jungwon standing right there. He didn’t notice you looking, so you pushed the shower curtain back.

“The shower is occupied at the moment, Wonie!”

“I know,” he smirked, entering the shower from the opposite end as if this was yet another casual ordeal.

“May I,” he asked, pointing to the spot you were standing at in the shower. “Oh, sure” you replied, trying not to make things awkward. He reached for the bottle of shampoo and started lathering the honey scented product in his hair and skin. You tried to avoid taking anymore peeks at his toned body so you busied yourself with a loofa and cleansed your skin for what felt a hundred times. By now, you sat idly in the corner of the shower, with bubbles waiting to be rinsed from your body. “Here,” Jungwon motioned for you to return to your original spot. “Thanks,” you said. “Would’ve been nice if you said that earlier,” he poked.

Oh shit.

“Here, let me help you,” he offered, rinsing off the soapy suds that painting your shoulders and back. Somehow, this gesture relaxed you. “Now turn around for me.” You faced him with a chest covered in bubbles. He quickly rinsed your breasts before lowering the shower head to your private, adjusting the water pressure from low to medium.

You could hardly stand up straight from the pressure building up at your center. The throbbing sensation between your legs travelled up to your quivering lips. You moved a hand to cover your mouth, hiding your lewd sounds. Jungwon didn’t mind though, because your squirming is what excited him the most. “Hold still, ____,” he teased, putting the water pressure on high.

Bracing your balance with his free arm, his soft lips met your damp neck, nibbling at the skin. The sensation was so sweet that you finally let your moans out. Developing a mind of its own, your hand reached down to stroke Jungwon’s hardness, a lustful look staining his features.

He groaned into your ear, making you feel more than half crazy. You felt your climax creeping up on you as it became harder to stand up or keep still. Starting to pump him faster, both of you were now on the verge of bussing.

A little voice in your head slapped you back into reality.

This has to stop! He’s my roommate!

You turned the water off from the faucet on the wall, retreating your hand from his member as if it tased you. Grabbing a towel from the curtain rod and covering yourself, you left Jungwon alone in the bathroom.

You went to your room and started to dry yourself off. You couldn’t quite wrap your head around what was happening but a part of you liked it and another part knew it was inappropriate.

You just touched Jungwon’s dick, and yes, it felt really fucking nice, but the thought will likely haunt you til the day you die. He was a good friend of yours, and you didn’t wanna let fleeting feelings ruin it.

You put on the scented lotion from your nightstand followed by your clothes before plopping in your bed. You didn’t bother locking your door because you never had you to worry about Jungwon intruding your privacy. Or at least, that was before today.

You buried yourself under the covers before a trail of footsteps made their way from the bathroom to your bedroom door.

Creak.

The door opened and closed.

Click.

He locked it.

Walking over to your bed, Jungwon sat behind you.

“I know you’re awake, so stop pretending,” he whispered in your ear.

Annoyed, you threw the covers off your head, giving him an exhausted look.

“What do you want, Jungwon? Huh?”

“I could always just show you,” he said, flashing you the sluttiest eyes you’ve ever seen on a man.

“You could’ve waited for me to finish up in the shower before barging in like that.”

“No, I really couldn’t.”

“We’re roommates, Won! Hell, we’re friends!”

“And? What does that have to do with anything?”

“You can’t just fondle my tits whenever you want to, or eat me out on the couch when you’re bored, or join me in the shower because you’re impatient.”

You let that sink in for a moment.

“Did you not like it when I did those things to you? Did you not like the way I made you feel,” he inquired, inching closer towards you on the bed. “Because the way I remember it, you never told me to stop.”

The room fell so quiet that your heartbeat sounded loud.

He reached over to grip your thigh, leaning in for a kiss before shoving his tongue past your lips, but you pulled away.

“Jungwon stop!” You reprimanded, turning your head from him.

He grabbed your chin and proceeded to kiss you.

“Jungwon, I said stop...”

“I can tell you didn’t mean it.”

He continued kissing you, shoving his hand into you panties and going straight to your pussy, sliding his digits up and down your moist folds, sending an ache through your stomach.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so wet for me.”

He called you baby. Again!

He didn’t waste any time to rub circles around your sensitive bud, causing your hips to jerk toward him.

“Stop it!” You raised your voice, pushing him away by his throat. Your hand never looked so small til now.

“Then make me.”

“What?”

“You know I don’t like repeating myself, ____.”

Darkness waved over both your features as you pressed his back flush against the bed, reaching for his drawstring and pulling his sweat pants down. He wasn’t wearing any boxers, so his pink tip sprung up, clear fluid leaking from the tip.

You grabbed his dick, giving it a firm stroke before grazing your teeth down his shaft, eliciting the prettiest whimper you’d ever heard from his mouth. The texture of his veins ran against your tongue as you took half of him into your mouth, using your hand to stimulate the base.

Your head bounced up and down as Jungwon grew dangerously desperate. Tapping your cheek, he guided you off of him to take a breath. Cradling your head in his grasp, he slid you back down until your lips reached his pelvis. “Hollow your cheeks for me, and breath through your nose,” he guided before using your head to please him. Your eyes began to water as his tip hit the back of your throat, causing you to gag a few times, but he ignored it.

“I’m so close, baby, just keep taking me,” he nearly begged, chest heaving as he screwed his eyes shut, “Be a good girl for me, mmm,” he grunted, picking up the pace.

You were getting used to being called “baby” by now.

“F-fuck,” he whimpered, bursting his load into your mouth. He lifted your head from his throbbing heat, using a thumb to wipe the cum that dribbled from the corner of your mouth. You went back down to taste his release, only for him to guide your head away.

“Don’t eat that, ____,” he giggled, but you swiped a finger to collect some of his cum anyway.

“It’s only fair, Wonie. Now we’ve both tasted each other.”

You went to the bathroom to wash your hands, coming back with a few tissues to help clean him up. Something about this dirty moment seemed so pure. So right.

“Okay, I’m going to bed for real this time, see you tomorrow,” you smiled, getting under your covers.

“You don’t expect me to go back to my room, do you,” he asked, giving you a look.

“Well, tonight, I’ll let it slide, but if you end up breaking your bed, don’t expect visitation privileges.”

“Thank you,” he let out a breath, smiling as he snuggled under the covers beside you.

“Jungwon?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you think Heeseung has any idea about what we did?”

Ding.

Jungwon’s phone vibrated in his pocket:

Text Message from “Heenis” — Jake ditched me for a hoe 👍🥲 wanna call?

A mischievous smirk poked at the corners of Jungwon’s lips, “He can find out.”

“WONIE, IF YOU COME ANY CLOSER, I SWEAR YOU’RE SLEEPING IN YOUR OWN BED TONIGHT!”

❁ if y’all can’t tell already, i am dangerously jungwon biased…

❁ anyways, thanks for reading “Joystick” by @chlorinecake! be sure to check out more works by me on my enhypen bookshelf!

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sillysillygoofygoose · 3 months

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One and a Half Men + One

(Part 2 of One and a Half Men !!) Thank you to everyone who has commented, liked, and reblogged! It really makes my day 💕💕

You needed him. Bad. And it freaked the shit out of you...

Hiding out in your apartment didn't seem like such a bad idea. You missed seeing little Megumi and his drop-dead gorgeous father every morning, but you could persevere.

It was radio silence for an entire week. You told yourself you were just protecting your peace. You had too much going on to be falling for anyone, especially a father.

You were on track, focusing on your studies. One night, while you were finishing up a research paper, you heard three soft knocks on your door. So soft you almost thought you hallucinated them. Before you could even walk to your door, you heard fumbling of the knob, frantic and fighting.

"Hello? Y/n? Home?" Muffled by the thin wood between you, Megumi's voice wrung through your apartment, springing you into action.

You run to open the door, Megumi's little face greeting you, scrunched up in worry, little fists grabbing at his hair.

"Dada's sick. Really scared y/n, Dada really sick." Megumi points to his left, guiding your eyes to his apartment. You pick him up, shutting your door behind you and venturing towards the Fushiguro's apartment.

Entering the apartment, you call out for the little boy's dad, worry shining through your tone. You stand at the entrance, a groan answering you.

"On the couch, dada's on the couch." Megumi twists in your arms like a fish out of water as a signal to let him go, walking towards his daddy once he finds his footing.

Toji's entire body smothers the couch as he lays there in nothing but boxers, skin flushed, and sweaty. His eyes open, displaying a hollowed out, tired expression, making you gasp.

"Fuck. Gumi, bud you didn't have to bring y/n over. God, didn't even know you left the damn apartment." Toji felt guilty all over. He moved to sit up, stopping himself with hearty coughs.

"She take good care of you, dada. Promise. She made me happy again. Y/n help you too... right y/n?" Megumi looked over at your out of place state, boba eyes full of appreciation, his small hands resting on his dad's overheated torso.

"Um yeah, yeah, I can help out. Of course... Gumi, why don't you go to your room, baby?" You walk over to Toji's spread out form pushing back his sweaty hair to feel his forehead.

"Nuh uh. Stay with you. Make sure Dada okay." Determination in his voice, Megumi clung to you, copying the way you looked down at his father. Megumi nudges his way back into your arms, clasping his tiny hands in his hair as you hold onto him.

"Okay, bub. Daddy's gonna be alright. " You sigh deeply as you walk over to their sink, asking Gumi where they keep the glasses and washcloths.

Toji can't help himself, woozy headspace causing him to blush at your way of referring to him, melting deeper into the couch at your maternal instincts towards not only his son but him as well.

You return, glass of chilled water in hand, cool washcloth in the other, and little boy on your hip. Crouching down, you place the cup on a low coffee table, readjust Megumi, and shift yourself towards a flushing, smirking Toji.

"What's so funny?" You smile, resting your head on Megumi's to hold him in place as you move close to Toji, placing the washcloth on his chest.

"Heh, you come here often, pretty mama?" He coughs out a laugh as you pat the cloth across his chest, trying his best not to pop a boner over your innocent touches and pretty smiley eyes gazing up at him.

Those same pretty eyes widen as your cheeks heat up, playing it off with a laugh and an eye roll.

Megumi giggles.

"Dada called you Mama too, Mama! I told you. See dada, she takes good care." Megumi pokes your cheek before placing a gentle kiss on it.

"You two are absolutely unbelievable." You shake your head, entire body warm at the affection and attention.

"You're very right, Gumi. Very, very right." Toji mumbles to himself as you move to his forehead, folding the cloth in half to cling to the sweaty skin.

"There we go. Can I get you anything else, Toji?" You stand up, pulling Megumi with you.

"A kiss."

"Kiss!!" Megumi echoes, covering his mouth with two tiny hands to hide a big smile.

"Oh my goodness." You smile, shaking your head, putting Megumi down.

"Give your daddy a kiss, Gumi." You pat his back, inching him towards the dopey man. Megumi kisses his dad's cheek the same way he kissed yours.

"Your turn, y/n!" Megumi sung out, grabbing your hand.

"No, no, Gumi, let's get you to bed. It's getting reeeaaalllyyy late!" You quickly respond, scooping up the pouting kid, having him point to where his room is.

"Mama kiss dada..." Megumi huffs as you tuck him into bed and kiss his forehead.

"No buddy... I'm not Mama, okay? I'm y/n." You explain, rubbing his head soothingly.

"Ughhhhh, noooo!!" Megumi pouts, ruffling his sheets around, showing the true toddler side of him that is sometimes forgotten.

"Go to sleep, okay baby? I will check on you and your dada tomorrow." You smile as he settles down, rubbing his hands over his head, closing his eyes.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

...

Finally, Megumi dozes off after at least an hour of petting his head and back. You exit his room quietly, shutting the door. Turning your head, you see Toji's stature sitting up on the couch, much more lively than when you first arrived.

"How ya feeling, big guy?" You smile, glancing at the half empty glass of water on the table as Toji chuckles.

"Fuck, much better. I'm really sorry about all this, sweets. I was fucking delirious. Got home from work and could barely stand, felt awful. I didn't tell the little rascal to go bother you, though. He did that on his own... must've known you were good for the soul. Smart kid." Toji apologizes with a shit-eating grin plastered across his face.

"Yeah, smart kid, alright." You snort, shaking your head as you cross your arms in slight awkwardness. Toji gestures towards an armchair near the couch, inviting you to sit.

"But seriously, thanks a lot. You really didn't have to come over and take such good care of us. He really adores you, ya know..."

You warm up as Toji's eyes set on yours.

"Aw, well, the feeling is very mutual. You've got a lovely little boy, Toji."

Toji hums in response, slurping up the rest of the water in his sweating cup.

Silence overtakes the room as you momentarily shut your eyes, quietly reveling in the sudden peacefulness of the dim, lackluster apartment.

"You got a boyfriend?" You hear Toji question out of the blue, making your eyes fling open as you sit up a little straighter.

"Why you askin'?" You tease, confidence surging through your body. You never felt all too flustered by Toji's smooth talking or slightly invasive questions, easily surveying his game, understanding how he operates. You had quite a bit of your own moxie.

"Maybe I'm interested." Toji smirks back. Mirroring you, he folds his arms across his chest.

"Only maybe?"

...

Dating with a four year old is not always the easiest. Especially not when his daddy is all dressed up, wearing special cologne and his mommy (as he insisted on calling you, Toji not opposed to it at all) is in a long satin dress and high heels, not her usual casual wear.

"But I don't want you to goooooo! Stay!!" Megumi cried to you as he was faced with the kind old lady from apartment seventy-five, who was entrusted with watching him while his lovebird parents get a night to themselves.

You crouch down, balancing on your toes as you hold the toddler's torso, kissing his cheek.

"We won't be long, honey... maybe we'll be back before bedtime, right, Daddy?" You peer over at Toji, who was busy showing poor old Gertrude how to work the oven for Megumi's chicken tenders.

"Mama's right... and if not, you'll just see us in the morning anyways!.. C'mon, Megs, aren't ya sick of us?" Toji makes his way over to you, smoothing the hair on his little boy's head as he hugs his dad's legs, head bumping into the small, square-shaped, velvet box hidden in his dress pants' pocket.

"Alright, bubs, we really gotta get going, we'll miss our reservation." Toji lifts Megumi up, kissing both of his cheeks before handing him to you, prompting you to do the same.

Megumi huffs once you put him down, waving with attitude as you grab your coat, and Toji opens the door for you.

"Ugh. Bye mama, bye dada. Love yous." He yells as Gertrude slowly pauses in sorting out the little boy's frozen dinner on an oven tray, turning her achy body to wave bye-bye to the soon to be engaged couple.

"Bye Megumi, love you!"

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whatsk-poppinhomies · 6 months

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Pairing : Dad!Han Jisung x F!Reader TW : newborn baby ; incredibly fluffy ; Han being a cute overprotective dad ; slightly suggestive near the end ; Word Count : 0.8k Request : nope! A/N : 1 more day until I finally have a day off!! YAY!!! More dad skz fluff?!?! ABSOLUTELY!

It was late, or better yet, it was early, extremely early in the morning. It was the first night since you had brought home your daughter that she hadn’t woken up at least 5 times in the middle of the night to eat. She was finally settling into her room and for the most part, she was sleeping through the night, only waking up once to be fed and then go right back to sleep.

You couldn’t have asked for a better partner to share this journey with you, Jisung was the most supportive and helpful person you could have by your side while you were not only healing, but on nights when you just couldn’t get out of bed from pure exhaustion. You were thankful to not only him, but the company as well for giving him such a long period of time off work to focus on not only taking care of you, but having time to bond with his new daughter and be a father.

Finally being able to get some adequate sleep was something that both you and Jisung needed, but when you felt his side of the bed shift and you saw in the low light of the digital clock that he was sitting up, you immediately started to panic. Maybe it was the fact that he was giving off an aura of panic, or maybe it was the fact that you hadn’t heard anything in the baby monitor to cause him to jump up like that, or maybe it was a mixture of both that had you sitting up as well and grabbing the video monitor to make sure your baby was alright.

“Sorry, honey.” He whispered breathlessly before letting out a heavy sigh and falling back against the pillow, his hand over his heart that you could almost hear beating in the silence that followed his words. “I could have sworn I heard her wake up… Maybe I should check on her to make sure she’s okay…”

He started moving to get out of the bed, but you grabbed his hand, keeping him from getting up completely, and pulled him back down beside you. “Sungie, she’s fine. Look…” You handed him the monitor and his eyes scanned over the picture, focusing mainly on the sound of her tiny sighs as she slept peacefully in the room right across the hall. “You have nothing to worry about.”

“I know…” He mumbled, handing you the video monitor for you to place on the nightstand once again. “But what if she’s hungry again? What if her nappy is wet? What if the blanket is too warm and she’s overheating? What if she’s cold? I just want her to be comfortable… I don’t want her to cry. You know… My heart breaks whenever she cries. I don’t like seeing her upset.”

You could have sworn that in that moment your heart grew about 2 times its original size. “You are the most amazing man, the most amazing father ever, you know that, right?” You murmured, scooting closer to him and wrapping your arms around his chest. “If I wasn’t bleeding so bad right now I’d-“

His finger moved to your lips to stop your thoughts for a second, his eyes glancing around the room, and for a moment you thought he heard the baby again, but then he glanced down at you with a devious smile. “I’ll get the towel.” He whispered, although there was excitement in the hushed words.

“Sungie!” You whisper shouted to him, but he was already scrambling out of the bed, his legs tangled in the blankets, but it was both adorable and somehow sexy as hell how much he wanted you, and you wanted him just as bad. “We gotta be quiet.” You said between giggles as he walked back into the room, a dark towel hanging over his shoulder as he walked over to the bed.

“You have to be quiet. If I remember correctly, you’re the one who had the neighbors banging on the door that one time.” He said quite cockily, climbing on top of you and kissing down your neck. “You’re so beautiful… Wanna get married?”

You snorted softly, the sound turning into a soft moan as he nibbled softly on your sensitive skin. “Sung… we’re already engaged…” You said between a mixture of moans and giggles.

“Oh…” He paused, pushing himself up a little, his eyes lighting up and shining in the dim light of the room. “God, I’m so fucking lucky!” He cheered, his voice rising and before he had the chance to do anything more, the soft whimpering of your daughter came through the monitor. “Shit…” He sighed, pushing himself up off of you. “I’ll get her… Get some sleep, honey.”

Your mouth hung open and your heart hammered in your chest as you watched him sprint out the door. It would be hard to sleep, especially after he got you so worked up, but when you rolled over and watched him scoop your daughter out of the crib and cradle her against his chest, that excitement dwindled and turned into adoration, love, devotion. You knew that he was the man that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with, and if given the time, have maybe one or two more babies with.

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butwhyduh · 1 year

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Locker Room

Summary: Post workout locker rooms are like their own world. Especially Titan’s tower.

Warning: smut. Don’t do this irl

“Good job, everybody,” Nightwing said with a grin. He has barely had a glean of sweat to show he was even working out. “Practice your individual skills or hit the showers.”

Half the people walked out and the other found their own niche. You were laying on your back on the cool mat just trying to not die. A shadow stood over you.

“Need help,” said a soft male voice above you before offering a hand. Tall and built like a brick, there was a lot to be intimidated of the Red Hood. But wearing gym shorts and a sleeveless hoodie that had headphone strings sticking out made him seem so normal.

He pulled you up to stand. He was so pretty with wavy black hair with just a tuff of white. You’d watched him plenty but rarely interacted with him.

“Will I ever get used to this,” you asked with a huff of laughter. You tried to ignore the way his sweaty hoodie stuck to his skin in certain places.

“No? Yes? I can’t take Goldie seriously but,” he shrugged. “Maybe you should drink your water next time?” He offered while tossing you the bottle. You chugged it like you had been walking in a desert for a month. “Wow,” he said, watching the water messily fall on your shirt that was already drenched. If you wouldn’t have to clean it up, you’d probably pour the water on your head.

Realizing you had an audience to your gremlin behavior, you tried to wipe the water from your mouth but it wasn’t exactly helpful as you were soaking wet.

“Yeah maybe more inside than out. I’ve got hit the showers,” he said, bemused.

“Same,” you replied.

The showers were more like a locker room with little stalls with paltry curtains that were only a little more private than just open stalls but everyone used them as if normal. Most people understood the unspoken rules but there had been more than one time where you’d seen kori brushing her hair in the nude by a mirror completely oblivious to the social norms.

You didn’t even bother with the hot water but relaxed into the cold water finally cooling your overheated skin. It didn’t take much for you to relax into the shower and forget about the outside world. A full 30 minutes later you were pruny and decided to climb out of the water.

Forgoing the bra and sweatpants, you just slid into your oversized tee shirt like dress. You were just going to your room where you would veg and watch Netflix. Most people had already left to go do whatever they needed and you could finally see the mirror to brush your own hair.

“‘Scuse me,” said a man to your right and you scooted over as the Red Hood slid up to the sink with a shave kit. You didn’t even know what to call him outside of work. And his pretty blue eyes kept your attention longer than you’d admit.

“I’ve never seen you without a mask,” you said. He shrugged.

“Seems like a shower would be a safe spot. It’s just my eyes I cover anyways,” he added.

You couldn’t just stare into his eyes so you looked down and boy was that a mistake. He had a huge y shaped scar that you didn’t even want to know how he got but you couldn’t help but notice how insanely fit he was. He definitely had visible muscle but it was also clear the boy could put some food away.

You tried to focus on your own stuff while he shaved. He wasn’t meat to stare at.

“I don’t even know your real name or what else to call you besides Red Hood,” you added.

“Oh… you can call me Jason,” he replied softly. He stretched his neck to better reach a spot and you looked at the cord of muscle that moved. Did he know he was beautiful??

“You missed a spot,” you said when it looked like he was going to rinse his face, not that you had been watching. He looked in the mirror but it was on the underside of his jaw. “No, here,” you said pointing to the spot. He turned and missed it with the razor.

“Here?”

“No, can I?” You asked and he handed you his razor. You gently turned his face to run the razor along the underside of his jaw. Your skin heated up as he watched you shave his face. Somehow you had slid between him and the sink to get at the spot. “It’s on both sides,” you said and he willingly turned his neck the opposite direction.

He smelled nice like a mint soap and you could see the dampness of his skin being this close. Your own lack of clothing felt obvious at this point. He could probably see your nipples if he wanted to. What did this look like?

“Got it?” He asked and you just nodded and handed him to razor. He sat it behind you and grabbed the towel on your other side to wipe his face. He had caged you in but you didn’t mind. In fact your heart was hammering in your chest.

His eyes looked down at you and down your clothing, stopping for a few seconds at your chest before returning to your eyes. You looked down at his mouth. He leaned down until he was just a breath from your lips.

It took just a tilt of your head to press your lips to his. He gripped the sink as you kissed. You slid a hand up behind his neck to pull him closer. He took it as an invitation to push you up on the counter. You gasped and wrapped both arms around his neck.

One arm held your hip as the other did its best to thread in your hair. His tongue swiped across your lip and you opened your mouth with a little moan. Fuck. You never imagined you’d do this. You pulled back just enough to bite his lip and he groaned while placing his hand on your thigh.

Barely controlling himself, he pulled his lips back only to rest his forehead on yours.

“Not here,” he breathed and you weren’t sure if he meant to tell you or himself.

“No one is here,” you said pulling him even closer with your legs around his waist. His lips instantly met yours with a desperation that wasn’t there a minute before. He pushed you back with his kisses and your back pressed against the mirror while your shirt did little to hide your underwear with your thighs open.

“Fuck,” he breathed when you began kissing your way down his neck. One of your hands slid down his chests, feeling the muscles move with each breath, each side of your hand down. His hand gripped your thigh tightly as if to control himself. But as you slid your fingers along the crotch of his gym shorts, he seemed to lose control. His hand slid up your thigh to cup your pussy through your panties and you could feel a pulse in your clit.

He was growing hard in your hands as you massaged and stroked him. He pulled back from kissing to nip at your collarbone and down your chest. Only his other hand behind your back kept you from falling over as he bent to take your peaked nipple in his mouth. You arched into his touch as his mouth teased your breast while his fingers slid along your slit through your panties.

You pressed your fingers through the band of his pants to grip him properly. “Fuck,” he gasped and you grinned. He pushed your panties to the side to properly finger you. You almost arched off the counter as he slid two fingers inside you. You both just enjoyed the sensation for a minute of pleasuring each other.

“Want you,” you breathed in his ear and he whined. You shoved his pants down and his hood pushed forward until you could feel his tip next to your core.

“You sure,” he asked as if it took every part of him to remain calm.

“Fuck me,” you replied and that’s all it took for him to push in. He pulled your shirt off before starting to thrust. One hand held your hip tightly and his lips desperately kissed you.

The door to the locker room opened and Jason just growled, “get the fuck out,” but didn’t stop. The door closed suddenly. You knew in the future you be mortified but right now the only thing you cared about was making him keep doing the things he was doing to you.

It took just a few runs of his thumb across your clit to have you clenching around him while gasping his name. He thrust through your high before pulling out to cum on your stomach. You both panted and stared at each other.

“Fuck,” Jason said while giving you a towel to clean off with. You sat up awkwardly. Did he regret it already? “I didn’t mean- shit- I was trying to ask you out,” he huffed out with an awkward laugh. “Not this.”

“I mean- you still can,” you replied while pulling your shirt on.

“Do you wanna-“

“Thought you’d never ask. There’s this restaurant I’ve been wanting to try,” you replied before he could even ask. He huffed a laugh.

“Sure. Sounds great.”

Banging on the locker room door made you jump. “If you hoes are done, I need a shower! Don’t forget to clean up!” Called a recognizable voice from outside the door.

“Go away Roy,” Jason called.

“Congrats bro! Finally! But hurry up!”

You flushed and you both laughed. “Finally?”

“Don’t ask.”

#friday night smut #jason todd x reader #batboy x reader #red hood x reader #red hood smut #jason todd smut

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fanaticalthings · 2 years

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Bruce Wayne at WE meetings except every 5 minutes a random Batkid crashes the meeting just to pester Bruce with the most unnecessary stuff.

Bruce, in front of multiple top tier investors: So you'll see the uptick in our city's-

[Dick barging in and dramatically throwing himself over one of the chairs]: OK, so turns out that hoodie you said that I lost 5 years ago was actually stolen by JASON. What do you have to say for yourself?

Bruce, clearly annoyed: Dick, why-

Dick: YOU SAID I WAS THE ONE WHO LOST IT WHEN I KNEW IT COULDN'T HAVE BEEN ME! SO NOW I KNOW YOU'RE AN ACCOMPLICE TO THE PILFERING OF MY BELOVED HOODIE.

Bruce:

Dick: I EXPECT APOLOGIES IN THE FORM OF FOOD BOUQUETS!

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Bruce: And I feel that this new floor plan for the Gotham Child hospital wing would greatly-

Tim walking through the doors, sitting down and immediately chugging all of Bruce's coffee in one go: The kitchen is on fire.

Bruce: What?? How on EARTH did you-

Tim completely deadpan: Dick came over to raid the kitchen for food, but we were running low on groceries so Alfred went out to get more, then Jason came over and decided to cook with the remaining stuff we had left and Dick saw him and tried to take a bite out of his food and Jason got mad and told him if he wanted a share then he would have to contribute to the making of the meal, but he ended it off by saying Dick can't even boil an egg if his life depended on it, and Dick took it as a challenge, grabbed the first thing in the fridge he could find, said, "fucking watch me" then proceeded to burn down the entire stove because he overheated the oil.

Bruce, incredulous: You don't even need oil to cook an egg!

Tim: It wasn't even an egg. He grabbed a kiwi.

Bruce:

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Bruce, making sure all the doors are locked this time: So continuing with our discussion on the investments towards Arkham's security system-

[Cue Damian crawling through the window, wordlessly dumping a box of baby squirrels on the floor before silently leaving through the same way.]

Bruce, frantically trying to follow Damian by crawling out the window, only to remember he's being watched by a group of business partners and investors: Damian yOU GET BACK HERE YOUNG MAN I WILL NOT BE TAKING CARE OF YOUR STRAY ANIMALS SO HELP ME GOD-

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Jason strolling into the room after lock picking the door: Hey-

Bruce, no energy left, done with everything and just wants a nap: What do you want.

[Jason, without breaking eye contact, places a black, charred, spherical object on the table]

Bruce: What.

Jason: It's the kiwi :)

Bruce:

Jason: The one Dick used to almost burn down the Manor

Bruce:

Jason:

Bruce:

Jason: For good luck :)

Bruce: Get out.

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[30 mins later]

Multiple high end business CEOs:

Bruce:

Random CEO: Um. Why the fuck is there a crime lord in our conference room??

Jason again, but in full Red Hood gear: Yo

Bruce, sighing: Just ignore him.

CEO: ???

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redbleedingrose · 3 months

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Girl Dad!Eris when the Babes are Sick Headcanons

A/N: I was harassing @augustinerose with all my girl dad!Eris thoughts today, so I thought I would expand and share with you all, and maybe go into what the newborn stage was like for you and girl dad!Eris if y’all would like. And then maybe even what it was like postpartum with Girl Dad!Eris supporting you every step of the way.

Sigh, I am in love with the male!!! Send freaking help!!!!!!

During toddlerhood, when one of the girls is sick, the other babe is also feeling crummy :(

They are absolutely gonna climb outta their small beds and hold each others hands walking from their room to your door at the end of the hall, their guard dog following them on their heels and standing closely behind them. It is usually precious Twila who uses her small chubby fist to knock on the door, barely making any noise, but enough that the pups laying at the foot of our bed will come and see what's going on first.

Eris wakes up so fast, he is sucha light sleeper at a baseline that the slightest noise has his eyes snapping open. You, on the other hand, would stay passed out cuz its 3:30 in the morning, and also, you are incredibly warm and comfortable with Eris in bed. You feel utterly at ease and protected with Eris, so as the years went on, your sleeping has become heavier. Eris often teases you for snoring, like the smug bastard he is because he sleeps like the dead with at least one hand resting somewhere on your body.

Anyway, by the time the girls are poking their very curly, messy, bedheads beyond the door to peer inside your room, Er is already halfway to the door to see what they need. When they are feeling sick, all they wanna do is cuddle up to mama and papa and each other in your huge bed, and Eris has no qualms pressing soft, gentle kisses onto their warm foreheads and scooping them up into his arms, resting both of them on each hip before bringing them to your bed.

Marwa usually snuggles with you, ever the mamas girl, and Twila, ever the papas girl, will snuggle in with her papa. Don’t get me wrong, Marwa shoves at least one foot into Eris' side, her tiny toe nails digging into his rib cage, probably to feel his warmth, because she too, just like her mama, and gets overheated way too fast. It doesn't matter cause regardless, she will press her entire body up into yours, practically climbing on top of you while you sleep and shoves her face into your neck before passing out.

Marwa will pass out soooo fast, but Twila, our chatty little girl (maybe less so when she is sick), will babble quietly though not as quickly as usual, to her papa who is exhausted but will quietly hum and nod along to his babes ramblings while rubbing her back and stroking/brushing through her messy hair with his warm fingers until she falls asleep against his chest. And only then, when his girls are comfortably asleep, with one tiny foot digging into his side and a toddler resting on his chest, one of his hands tucked underneath your head (that is extremely numb though he will never ever complain about it) acting as your pillow, will he let himself go back to sleep.

He would obviously be the first to wake up in the morning, being high lord has trained his body to wake up at around sunrise. Before you and your babes, he would be up and out of bed within seconds of waking up, anxious to start his day to avoid the scrutiny and abuse of his father. After becoming high lord, after you coming into his life and giving him the best thing that has ever happened to him (that being your love and your children), he tries to stay in bed for at least half an hour to soak in the warmth and peace. He adores listening to your soft snores, and whenever the girls join you in bed, he cannot get enough of the small huffs and puffs of Marwa and Twila while they snooze away.

He shifts Twila into your side so he can get up, but you better believe that if his babes aren’t feeling well, he is going to be the one taking care of them alongside you. He would never let you feel alone in parenting, never make you feel like you are with a male who is incompetent in taking care of his girls.

The first thing he would do, is really only a secret between you and him. But he does have a morning cigarette to ease his nerves. It is a horrible habit he picked up during his teenage years, and after centuries of using it as a coping mechanism, he hasn’t been able to fully quit. You know he does it, and while you encourage him to stop, you recognize that he used to chain smoke, one cigarette trapped between his pretty lips after the other. The fact he only needs one in the morning to get him through the day, he finds quite unbelievable. It is another thing that he credits to you, another reason that he marvels at you.

Plus you cannot deny how hot Er looks while leaning against the balcony railing, shirtless with a cigarette held in his mouth . The hazy look in his hooded eyes, the smoke blowing out of his nose after a deep inhale, the way his entire body relaxes against the crisp autumn air. He is a sight to behold, so you can let one cigarette go. Knowing Er, he is probably gonna quit before the babes are old enough to realize he does smoke.

Anyway, moving on, after his morning routines of his cigarette, a 15 minute cold shower, mouth smelling minty fresh, and dressed in the most immaculate grey sweatpants and white long sleeve (that does nothing to hide his broad chest and toned arms (the slut knows what he is doing smh)), he is headed to the kitchen to cook you all up some breakfast. Usually, this is around the time that you join him, hugging him from behind and pressing kisses into the space between his shoulders while he leans back into you, but you are in bed with the babes, which means it will be nearly impossible for you to escape without one of them noticing, so he remains in the solace of the empty kitchen.

Because the girls are feeling crummy, I think Er would focus on making a warm maple and cinnamon flavored oatmeal for them and herbs steeping in the warm spring water that he will put into their sippy cups for them to use. Then he focuses on making you some breakfast. He knows you usually don’t each much in the morning anyway, so he makes for the both of you, a couple of pieces of honey and cream toast that you will share, and two cups spiced cardamom chai on the side.

He would wanna spend the day with you and the babes, especially if they aren’t feeling to good. Most of the day is probably going to be spent in your bed, and to be honest, those are Eris’ favorite kinds of days. The girls love to snuggle up next to you both and take naps intermittently throughout the day, and the times they are awake are spent reading books to them, playing games like “I-spy” while they peer out your balcony with their big curious eyes, and also just listening to their babbles and rants.

They are very opinionated girls, and they are happy to share with their papa that they think Forest House should be painted pink and purple, and all the curtains should be changed to a daisy yellow color to make your home look more inviting and “princessy.”

He would probs do it too, make Forest House into a doll house for his perfect little babes, but your amused nods, your cooing and giggling as they prattle on about making sure the carpets are yellow to match the curtains has him nearly certain your babes interior designer skills are too top tier for you. Though, he might be able to convince you to change up their play room decor.

Ugh and he just lives for when you are asleep with the babes, he spends hours watching over you three, thanking the gods and mother that he was blessed with such a beautiful, elegant mate who is the perfect mom, thanking the cauldron for his perfect babes, and honestly, praying for time to stop so that he can live in that moment forever, in pure happiness and peace.

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moobble · 1 year

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You asked for it (Capitano)

!!SMUT UNDER THE CUT!!

Virgin nb reader, aphrodisiac, oral (receiving), slight mention of overstim, possessiveness

You wanted nothing more than to tease the high ranking man known as ‘The Captain’. His arrogance made you want to catch him off-guard for starters. Scaring him from around the corner in the quarters, electrocuting him when you’re alone, sometimes even tackling him to the ground. And all of that was to get at least a tiny reaction, a gasp, a groan, a flinch. Yet, nothing of the sort was released. The masked man was as stoic and as rigid as ever.

“Come on, it can’t be that hard!” You kept telling yourself. “This is just try #13604! I can do it! That scum won’t be so confident soon!” You were once again heading up to his room. You were sure he was in a meeting at this time. So sure that you didn’t even need to get a second glance at the schedule assigned to him. It was just a perk as his assistant.

You were searching for a little something as blackmail. You had no idea where to start, as his room was filled with storage units and whatnot. Upon entering his room, a lovely scent hit your nostrils, making you feel slightly tired. But who were you to give up? Despite the comforting incense and luxurious decorations, you still wanted to get a reaction from the harbinger.

Starting with his wardrobe. Stepping around the king-sized bed, you opened the dark wardrobe littered with silver accents. Suits and tuxes were hanged up, complete by the few sets of shoes underneath them. You took a closer look inside pockets, unopened boxes and even shoes. To no one’s surprise, there wasn’t anything blackmail worth.

Checking his bookshelves, desk drawers and other places, the only place left was the walk-in closet next to the bathroom. Not wanting to risk anything, you gently opened to closet door and peeked inside. Your eyes were met with darkness. A rather good sign, to be honest. You pushed the light switch to turn on the lights. Seems like the coast is clear. You went inside and started checking out his clothes. Some were designer, some weren’t. Some were ripped and others were polished. Quite bipolar, but it gives him some personality. It’s good to see that at least his clothes were like any other person’s. Yet, this still wasn’t what you were looking for.

It’s getting quite hot in this room. You turned on the AC, hoping to cool off a bit. Does warmth help keep clothes clean? I think I should probably do some research or my own... You deadpanned. A wonderful scent filled the room, making you almost unable to stand. You sat down on the soft cushioned chair in the middle of the room, sweat beads rolling down your skin. “So hot...” You mumbled out, fumbling with the hem of your shirt. You debated on taking your shirt off, still thinking of all the possibilities. Still, not wanting to suffer overheating, you lifted the shirt up and threw it to a far away corner.

Before the scent could shut down your senses, you hear a click and the AC shut off, making you whine at the increasing heat your body was producing. “Tried to sneak up on me again? Too bad I already knew about your plan.” You heard the deep voice from the entrance. “And you have fallen for my trap. Such a naive little thing you are...” The man chuckled, now closer than before. You could hear every step getting closer and closer to you. “I mean, you should’ve known from the start. Just when you entered. The smell, it was very little, but enough for anyone to tell it was an aphrodisiac.” You tried sitting up, only to be pushed back down.

“So hot...” You mewled, barely making any sense of the words coming out of his mouth. “Of course, any inexperienced person wouldn’t know of such things. But I, for one, thought you would back away from the scent. Now, you know that I’ve got you wrapped around my finger.” Little did you know, some of your attempts at teasing him made his face flush or his breath hitch. This time, the temptation was too much to let you go. Seeing you squirm under his gaze, incoherent words spill from your mouth. “Now all you need to do for me is relax.”

The much bigger man backed away, waiting for your invitation. “Please,” you quietly begged, pulling your waistband down. You struggled a bit, twisting and turning before you finally got rid of all the clothing articles on your body. “Very well.” The Captain made his way over to you, kneeling in front of you and spreading your legs apart. He got a good look at your glistening intimates, feeling mesmerized by the mere sight of it. You squirmed a bit at his breath hitting the sensitive organ.

Capitano then let go of your thighs for a moment, unclipping his mask and putting it to the side. His beautiful eyes gazed up at your face as he kissed and licked your inner thighs, teasing you with his smirk as his mouth got closer to your core. He gazed at your eyes longingly before giving your sensitivity a thorough lick. His eyes now focused on it, hands gripping your thighs. His tongue left tiny licks, looking at the facial expressions you were making every time.

You pleaded for more of his touch until he complied, using his hand. He just looked at the way you reacted under his touch for a moment before returning his mouth to work. Capitano was licking and sucking on your most sensitive body part at this moment, making you unable to think of anything other than the pleasure, the leftover aphrodisiac in the air filling up your body.

“Come on, cum for me, you pretty little thing.” The harbinger let out a low growl which vibrated throughout your body, finally making you snap. Your body shook, tears rimming from your eyes. “Just you know, I don’t plan on stopping until you’ve passed out.” And he meant it, slowly slithering his tongue inside your hole, still stimulating you, prolonging your pleasure. You were pretty sure everyone in the quarters could hear you. Of course they could, Capitano made sure of that, leaving all the doors open.

“Won’t stop ‘till everyone knows you’re mine...”

Part 2 maybe??? Written on 2023.04.29 3:35PM

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ithinkinggenshin · 2 years

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hello! How are you doing?

this might be kinda weird but could I request for fem reader in heat and ( yae, ei, hu tao, Eula) helping them bc they get reader into heat?

Look What You Did to Me

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Characters: Yae Miko, The Raiden Shogun (Ei), Hu Tao, Eula

Pairings: Fem!Reader x ^above characters (separate)

Warnings: SMUT, A/B/O dynamics, anal sex, girls with cocks, breeding kink, somnophilia, knotting

Word count: 4.5k

Synopsis: Werewolf kink just in time for kinktober? 👀

Extra Notes: I’m so sorry this took a month to get to. I’ve written like… one fic every week. I’ve made a routine for myself so hopefully I’ll be able to get to more asks sooner.

Yae Miko:

For a woman who’s head shrine maiden, Yae Miko does not dress very modestly. Which is disastrous for you because now you can’t focus on anything other than her legs.

One would think you’d stare at her breasts– and you do… a lot… but those goddamn legs of her are so smooth and lush.

Her dress is so short too. You don’t know how it’s possible for her to hide how hung she is.

It’s so bad that she’s practically sent you into heat with her looks alone, which is bad because you’re on the clock.

All you can think about is Yae fucking you. The way her legs look when she’s thrusting into you, or how they shine when you hump them, trying to get off. Not to mention when you dig your nails into them when Miko forces you to face away from her and bounce on her cock.

Oh fuck…

And her knot.

That tears you apart and has your mind shattering every time she forces you to take it. The perfect compliment to her giant cock that causes a bump to show every time it’s fully inside of you.

You can’t do it.

You need her.

You need her right now.

Yae turns and looks at you. She can see how flush you are, your chest rising and falling rapidly. If it were anyone else, they’d presume you’re panicking or hurt, but Yae can smell you from a mile away.

Oops

Looks like she’s going to need to help you out, or else you’ll never be able to go back to work. Or worse, some other alpha may try to claim you for themselves.

Yae Miko would never allow such a thing.

You belong to her.

She holds her arms out, and you immediately dash towards her, throwing yourself into her embrace.

“Come here. Let me take care of you, little pup.”

You can barely process anything going on beyond what you feel. Yae feels cool under your overheating body. She’s moving, and you’re bouncing in her arms, but it’s not the same kind of bouncing that you feel when you’re riding her. No, she’s walking. Carrying you. Taking you somewhere. You whine in her ear.

“Miko please. I need you.”

“I know pup. But I don’t think you’d be able to handle the aftermath of us sharing such an intimate moment with the other shrine maidens. Be patient. We’re almost to my chambers.”

All you can do is nod. All you know is that you’re having to wait. Your arms around her neck slide down along her back, so you can leverage yourself enough that you’re able to lift yourself up to grind your core on her stomach.

Yae’s laugh only makes you work harder.

“You’re making a mess of my clothes, puppy. I hope you plan on cleaning up after yourself.”

You still don’t answer, too focused on trying to find some relief. Of course, pathetically humping the front of her uniform isn’t nearly enough.

You need her.

You need her cock.

You need–

“I know what you need, puppy. I’d be a poor alpha if I didn’t. Now, no more talking. The only words I want to hear come out of your mouth are my name and please.”

You didn’t realize you had said your thoughts out loud. Not that it matters, you’re too far gone to feel any humiliation.

Which is good, because you soon find yourself face down on the floor. Yae forcing you into a position where your knees are positioned under you, so they can hold you up.

“You’ve already ruined my clothes. I’m not going to let you ruin my sheets too.”

She’s so fast.

Your mind is always one step behind. By the time you register her fat cock slapping against your pussy lips, she’s already bottomed out inside of you. Your reaction to that ends up mixing with the follow up as she’s already fucking you at a brutal pace.

You wail and flail your arms, completely unprepared outside of how slick you already were.

You don’t even try to hold yourself up. Instead one hand ends up digging claw marks into the wood on the floor while the other grips Yae’s wrist. Her hand having made its way into your hair and gripping and pulling it so your poor face isn’t rubbed raw on the planks because of how violently Miko’s thrusting into you.

It’s all too fast. You’re already falling over the edge. Thankfully Yae doesn’t stop. You’re still not satisfied.

You’re babbling out “please” and “Yae” over and over. Sometimes managing to remember the words “thank you.” But apparently you’re saying two words more than the others.

“More!”

“Harder!”

“Tsk. Tsk. So demanding. Well, so much for you going back to work. You’ll have to figure out an excuse to tell your poor boss and coworkers, because I’m not letting you go until I’m through with you.

Pathetic thing. You’re already squirting and it’s only been a few minutes. Your heat came early. I’m so glad. I’ve been waiting and saving up. This time, I’m going to breed you.”

You whine. That’s why her balls feel so heavy and big as they slap against you.

Yes yesyesyes!

“Oh? Such an eager pup. Ready to be bred?”

You open your mouth to answer but are cut off when Yae lets go of your hair, opting to put both hands on your hips, so she can move your body with hers.

“It doesn’t matter. I’m going to cum inside this lovely pussy of yours. I’ll do it a few times, just to make sure you’re guaranteed to get pregnant.”

You moan loudly.

“And if somehow you don’t, then we’ll just know for certain that you’re only use is to be my little sex doll.”

The Raiden Shogun (Ei):

At times she’s as cold and sharp as a blade, and at others she’s warm and soft. Usually you love cuddling with her. You feel naked without her arms around you when you two fall asleep, but right now, you feel like you’re overheating in her grasp. The need inside you burning outward and ruining this tender moment.

You’re broken out of your thoughts when you feel her arms let go of you. Her touch returns but at your mound, right where you need her. Her long fingers easily push your panties aside and slip into your pussy.

“Ah~ Ei!”

She doesn’t respond, instead focused and watching her fingers disappear in and out of you, mesmerized by the sight.

So it’s not Ei right now.

No.

The Raiden Shogun is the one fucking you.

Your panties are soaked through, and your juices quickly end up coating her knuckles and fingers. Even the ones that aren’t plunging inside you.

You easily took three fingers from the get go, but they still don’t compare to her cock, which might as well be double the size of those fingers together.

You can’t help but clench as soon as the head slips inside. You wrap your legs around the puppet’s waist and pull her closer, forcing the rest of her massive dick inside of you.

You’re so glad Ei made her vessel to have such an enormous cock. It’s hitting all of your most sensitive spots, and the way it presses against the entrance to your womb has you throwing your head back against the mattress.

You aren’t left lying on the bed for long, though.

Long, lithe arms snake around you and force you to sit up. Gravity pulls you further down on her, your pussy somehow managing to take more of it. Your insides rearrange as you shift around.

She’s still not done.

You suddenly feel yourself leave the bed entirely. Only being supported by the arms around your back and under your ass.

FUCK

You throw your head back and find yourself looking up at the ceiling as she starts thrusting into you from below. Which is only made deeper by the way you bounce up and down in time with her.

You swear you’re sinking lower and lower each time, or more like she’s forcing her way deeper and deeper. Each thrust breaks the entrance to your womb in more and more, until the tip of her cock is fully buried inside, and Ei– the Shogun cums directly into it.

The ropes of cum she spurts out quickly overfills your pussy and drips onto the floor. You force yourself to lean forward, now looking at the ground behind your alpha. Your arms loosening from around her shoulders and simply dangling.

Your eyes roll back as she starts to thrust again. You’re boneless and helpless as she keeps fucking you. She shows no signs of tiredness or strain. If anything, she seems even more determined and rougher than before. You can feel air being pushed out of you with each thrust.

The Raiden Shogun doesn’t plan on stopping. Ei changed her programming so that the puppet would be able to detect when you went into heat, and then would proceed to fuck you until it was over. She was specifically informed that she should always cum inside of you. It actually concerns her that some of her cum spilled out, which is why she’s fucking you so hard now. To make up for what was lost.

The rational and coherent part of you is drowning in pleasure, completely useless right now. You fail to realize that it’s her goal to fill you with cum. It won’t be till much, much later when you wake up from the best sleep you’ve ever had and feel the weight of the plugs inside you that you remember what happened.

The shogun had fucked you through your heat and did her best to make sure all of her cum stayed inside of you. At one point your crying got through to her and she pulled out of your abused cunt, opting to plug the cum up inside of you.

She thought she was finished, until you mewled her master’s name again.

You were still needy.

Still desperate for her to continue to fill you up.

The Shogun hadn’t received directions on what to do in this sort of situation, but she isn’t one to back down from a challenge. It helped that you guided her hand and moved her fingers so that the tip of one was right in front of your asshole. She understood immediately and slowly eased it inside, immediately noticing how much tighter and less lubricant it was.

The way she built you up to eventually pound your ass was perfect.

You felt complete.

The wall between the plug in your pussy and the cock in your ass only served to make things worse, better?, as the nerves were overwhelmed with stimulation on both sides.

This time, the Shogun paced herself so that she didn't ruin you as quickly. Taking her time as she languidly pushed her cock in and then pulled it out. When you insisted that she go faster and harder, she shook her head. Only relenting when you kept begging for it.

Even then, she just ended up flipping you two around so that she was beneath you. She told you to ride her at whatever speed you wanted, that would be the only way for you to get more.

You realize you must've looked so pathetic, the way you instantly collapsed.

Of course you couldn't do it. Your legs were made completely useless back when she first started helping you through your heat. You only end up laying over the puppet's body. You bury your face in her chest to hide your embarrassment.

A soft chuckle and gentle circles drawn on your back pulls your attention back to her.

"Ei…" you whisper fondly.

"It's my turn to take care of you."

She gently eases her cock back inside your ass. You immediately grip onto her shoulders. She fucks you slowly, missionary style. You look up at her, and you both stare into each other's eyes. Your nipples brush against her skin as your boobs bounce with each of her ever intensifying thrusts. You chant her name with your hoarse voice.

You both tip over the edge, one after the other. Ei cumming inside of you at the feeling of you clenching so hard as your orgasm washes over you. She makes sure that she's fully seated inside you, so that her cum fills you up and so that the pussy plug doesn't come out from how hard you're spazzing out.

You twitch as you lay on top of her.

Ei slowly brings you up toward her face, easing you off her cock. As soon as it's free, and you're eye level with her, she pushes a new plug against your back hole. You stare wide eyed at her, surprised at the new sensation.

Of course, your ass easily takes the big plug. You have no idea where Ei got it from, but you don’t question it. She only lets go when she's positive it won't fall out of place. Her hands move up to cup your cheeks, and you two share a tender kiss.

You don't remember what happened after that. You must've passed out. And now, waking up, you realize that Ei did you the favor of cleaning you up and washing your body, with the only exception being your holes, which remain stuffed and full.

You stay in bed, basking in the feeling. You're grateful your alpha takes such good care of you. She may be the one causing you to go into heat, but she's also the one to fix it.

You lower your hand till it's between your legs.

"Do not remove them."

The cold, sharp voice reaches your ears and causes you to shiver.

The Shogun seems intent on making sure you stay full of her cum. The plugs inside you are like a trophy to her, proving how thorough and good a job she did.

You prop yourself up on shaky arms, only to be pushed back down.

"Do not exert yourself. I will take care of everything for you."

With those words she snakes an arm around you back to pull you up, her other hand bringing a tall glass of water to your lips. You barely keep up as she forces you to drink it all in one go.

Aftercare with the Raiden Shogun isn't very soft or sweet, but you can tell she cares. And who are you to not reward that?

You lean up in her arms and cup her face.

"What is your request?"

You smile. "Kiss me."

No hesitation.

The kiss is loving and meaningful. It doesn't go deeper than your lips pressed against her, but it doesn't have to. You're happy enough feeling the softest part of her against you.

Your girlfriend is an enigma, but she’s perfect for you.

Hu Tao:

Everytime she talks directly into your ear to tease you, it makes you go far more insane than any persistent prank she's ever pulled on you. She makes it a point to invade your personal space, running her hands all over your body and bringing her face close to yours. Always playing innocent and then suddenly leaning over and biting your neck or shoulder and pinching you places that aren’t appropriate.

She says you have the best reactions. The way you yelp and jump in shock. She laughs with your skin between her teeth. Though apparently this time was much more fun for her.

You’re completely oblivious to Hu Tao sneaking up behind you in the bedroom. You somehow don’t notice the dip in the bed behind you when she approaches, and you almost fall off the side when she suddenly latches onto you. Her teeth sink into the side of your neck, and her hands reach around to grip your boobs. You don’t even realize that you moaned in response until you hear her snicker behind you.

“Oh ho ho~ Is my little omega feeling a bit hot today? Are you suddenly all delirious because of me? Let me help you with that.”

She’s instantly on top of you. Pulled you back and climbed over to straddle your waist. You mewl at the feeling of her hardening cock pressed against your abdomen. You squirm and try to buck, but even though she’s small, Hu Tao doesn’t let you go.

She pushes the waistband of her shorts down and frees herself. You stare at the glistening with precum.

Your girlfriend strokes herself on top of you, taunting you further. Your mind is overwhelmed with lust as you reach your hands up to stroke Hu Tao’s dick.

“P-please…” you plead.

“Ah you sound so nice when you beg.”

She shifts so her feet pin down your arms. She strokes herself faster. She’s so thick, the tip of her thumb and middle finger don’t even meet as she wraps them around her shaft. Everytime she fucks you, she tears you apart . You can never get used to it, never get tired of the feeling.

But you’re tired of all the games your partner plays with you. The way she teases you in public and then smacks your ass and leaves you shaky and out of breath. Or the way she steals your clothes as you shower and then chases you around the house pretending to be an intruder. And now she has the audacity to make your heat come early and not even touch you properly!

You glare at her and pull your arms from beneath her feet. She loses her balance and her fat cock slaps against your clothed chest. You hate how easily it hypnotizes you into trying to lean your head down to follow it.

Even as you struggle and fight, Hu Tao manages to pull your attention back effortlessly.

You want to pin her down, hands around her throat, as you ride her fat cock. That’ll show her.

Hu Tao just laughs at your mesmerized gaze as she swings her dick back and forth closer to your face. She never takes sex very seriously. Not until she’s balls deep inside of you and can only focus on fucking you into tomorrow.

You lean up and try to get close enough to put your lips on her. Your girlfriend cackles louder as she leans back and sits on your stomach, knocking the wind and hope out of you. You lay back and let out a whine, which just makes her giggle even more.

“Aiya! Alright, alright! You stupid cunt. I’ll put some babies in you.”

Hu Tao grabs at the waistband of your bottoms and yanks them down. Sadly, she ends up tearing the article as her hands pulled away from each other to try and make it easier to get around the widest part of your thighs.

“Oops,” she says with a shrug and laugh. “I’ll buy you another pair later. Guess I’m a bit excited too.”

“Just hurry up,” is all you say. You’re so sick of this girl and her games.

“Now, now. That’s no way to talk to your alpha. Do I need to teach you some manners again?”

You’re not thinking clearly. Annoyed and horny and wanting this feeling of insanity to go away, you wind your fingers in her hair and pull her up to your cunt.

“Just shut up and fuck me Hu Tao!”

“Hmph.”

She leans down till her nose is against your bush and her lips ghost over your clit. You hump the air, but she doesn’t help you at all. Then she straightens back up and suddenly–

SMACK

You yelp as she slaps your cunt again and again.

You knew you were playing with fire when you talked back to her, but this isn’t what you expected her to do at all.

“You. Want. Me. To. Make. You. Cum?” She emphasizes each of her words with a hard smack. “Fine.”

You moan.

“Can you feel how wet you’ve gotten?” She shoves her knee against your pussy and brings her hand up to your cheek, wiping all of your essence off. You don’t even think about feeling ashamed as you hump her thigh.

She yanks your hair and shoves her fingers in your mouth when you open it to moan again.

“Aiya. Stupid bitch. You’re making such a mess. I guess you can’t help it. You’re too horny and braindead right now to do anything useful. You’re lucky I’m so nice. Someone else might’ve used their pyro vision to make this heat of yours even worse as punishment. But I’m going to help you instead. You better thank me later.”

You garble around her fingers as you look into her wild eyes. You feel the tip of her cock against your entrance as she lines it up. You don’t have to wait long before she’s forcing herself inside you. She hooks her fingers in your mouth and pulls your jaw down, as though that’ll help force you onto her cock faster.

You claw at the bedding as she reshapes your insides, everything being pushed aside to make room for your girlfriend. Your cries are louder as they come through your wide, open mouth.

“That’s right. Perfect little fucktoy for me. Perfect little omega. C’mon. Don’t make me do all the work.” She lets go of your aching jaw and slaps your stomach.

You arch your back and feel her cock move inside you.

Fuckfuckfuck.

Hu Tao pistons herself in and out of you at a moderate pace. It’s enough to have you going insane as you try to gain enough control of your limbs to help her fuck you faster.

She’s back to cackling at your desperation as you chase her dick.

She always has so much fun toying with you.

But she’s starting to swell inside you. Hu Tao’s ready to take things a bit more seriously, as she grips your waist with her hands and properly fucks you, hard and fast. She’s pounding away at your womb, chasing her own high, not caring that you’re already clenching and cumming around her.

So what if you came already? So what if you’re already cummng again?

Hu Tao won’t be done with you until she’s satisfied. Not until she’s had her chance to cum inside your pussy enough to flood your womb and cunt, till you’re overflowing with her cum. She’s not done yet. Not by a long shot. Now flip over. She wants to get your ass ready for later as she fucks you to her next orgasm.

Eula:

Those goddamn thigh high boots of hers.

You can’t think of anything else as you look at the pillowy, soft, exposed part of her thighs just above the rim of her boots.

You tell her that the fat lips of your pussy would compliment them so well. She blushes as you describe in detail about how you want to press your cunt down on one thigh and rut against it. Make it glisten with your juices.

Look at what you’ve done to me. You tell her. I need my alpha to come take care of me. Help me Eula~ you tease.

She huffs, bright red and riled up. You insult her with your antics, but it’s her duty as your alpha to help you through your heat.

The captain quickly drags you out of the Knights of Favonius’ Headquarters and to your apartment. She can’t take you to hers because, well… it’s not hers. It’s Amber’s. And she will not have a repeat of that time when Amber walked in on the both of you.

Eula couldn’t look at her for a whole month afterward.

She doesn’t understand how you can have so little shame. Mewling and moaning her name as she pulls you through the streets and into the apartment building. She’s practically carrying you up the stairs, pathetic dog. As soon as your door is unlocked, she’s shoving it open and throwing you across the room onto your bed. She flicks the lock closed behind her and is by your side, stripped of her uniform.

“Hurry up.”

All that rush wasn’t just because she was embarrassed, it’s because she’s just as– no, she’s even more eager than you are to have sex. She’s been so pent up, hasn’t been home to be with you for so long. Only a few moments to share a quick greeting and kiss and maybe a few words. Not nearly long enough for her to find relief inside your pussy, the one that pulls her in and fits so nicely around her.

Eula’s eyes roll to the back of her head, she’s completely unable to keep her composure as she quickly thrusts into you. She almost doesn’t recognize her voice as she moans and praises you. You pull her forward and buck your hips to help her.

She’s practically on top of you as she thrusts. You laugh at her pathetic face. You love when she gets like this, so raw and unfiltered. She’s adorable and desperate. She fucks you so good when she lets go of all of her inhibitions and just focuses on cumming deep inside of you. Her cock pounds at the entrance to your womb wanting so desperately to be let in. One day, Eula wants to feel the inside of your womb. To fit her whole cock inside you, the last inch and a half that remains uncared for as your pussy just can’t fit it all.

She’ll have her vengeance one day.

But right now, all she cares about is how good it feels when you tighten your pussy around her. You two always cum together. It’s the perfect way to do it, and Eula deserves nothing less than perfection.

She shudders and spasms as she cums inside of you. You claw at her back and moan her name.

It’s not even ten seconds later and you both are at it again. Wet noises and out of breath whines and moans fill the room.

This is bliss.

Eula doesn’t feel bad at all for causing you to go into heat early. She doesn’t feel bad when she fucks you to the point that you pass out as you cum after too many other times. She feels amazing fucking you while you lay unconcious beneath her.

For better and worse, she won’t remember that she did all of this to you after she wakes up. The lack of memories saves her from her own embarrassment, but then she’ll insist that she didn’t fuck you that much or that hard and demand that you stand up and walk her to work like a good partner. Of course, you don’t even manage to straighten your legs before you’re falling over and needing your girlfriend to catch you. You catch another glimpse of her exposed thigh, and she’ll smell your arousal before you even voice it.

“Insatiable, greedy, little omega. You should be punished for having such lewd thoughts about me.”

You slip in her grasp, your legs completely caving beneath you.

Thankfully, your alpha doesn’t intend to let you hurt yourself on the hard floor. She pushes you back down on the bed and is out of her uniform before you know it.

You may be endlessly wanting for her, but Eula aches for you just as much.

#genshin smut #genshin impact #yae miko x reader #ei x reader #eula x reader #hu tao x reader #yae miko smut #ei smut #hu tao smut #eula smut #cw: smut #fem!reader #fem reader #cw a/b/o #a/b/o fanfic #genshin x reader #genshin imact x reader #genshin x you #posted fic

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whereianonymouslypostfics · 9 months

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Competition

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader

Word count: ~0.7k

Summary: Wanda finds you with another woman, and she’s not happy about it.

A/N: Did someone ask for jealous Wanda? 👀 Here’s my 70th drabble! ☺️

Warnings: fluff, jealousy, suggestive content, cliff hanger (sorry) No part 2 planned

You’ve always been competitive to a fault. This is something that people have told you, but that you’ve tried to deny as often as possible.

However, as you continued to spar with one of the newbies you realize that you might have a problem. Nat had recruited this one which meant that she had promise. You’d been working out in one of the larger gyms during lunch when you’d seen Lindsey. She’d been struggling with some of the too complicated work out equipment and you’d offered her a hand. From there you both talked and eventually decided to spar. You hadn’t wanted to because you were already sore from lifting, but the blonde had been persistent. You just hoped that she took it easy on you.

She in fact had not, and you were sweating and on your back when you admitted defeat. You hadn’t sparred recently with Nat or Yelena and you were out of shape. That said, you had lasted longer than you thought you would, and you were thinking about asking her to do something you could win (maybe shooting) when she grabbed your arms.

She helped you to your feet and you smile gratefully before you move to step back. You are stopped by her grip on your biceps and you look up to see her smiling at you teasingly.

“You know, I thought with arms like these you would beat me. You must spend a lot of time here.”

You don’t have time to respond before you spot your wife over Lindsey’s shoulder. She looks pissed and it doesn’t take a lot of thought for you to figure out why. You drop your arms to free them from the blonde’s hold before you shake your head with a smile.

“Only when my wife’s busy.”

You start to walk away from her with a quick goodbye as you head over to your fuming wife. You hold your hands out to her but she doesn’t take them as she tries to walk past you. You shake your head and reach out for her arm with a sigh. You pull her towards your sweaty body as you steer her back the way she came.

“No, no. Wands. Calm down. She’s one of Nat’s favorites.”

This somehow makes her madder and she’s squeezing your hand painfully as she leads you out of the gym quickly. She shoots the woman who’s still watching you a glare over her shoulder before leading you to the elevator with a scowl.

“Well, Nat’s going to have one less if Lindsey doesn’t keep her fucking hands off of you.”

You are about to protest and tell her that you were just training but Wanda practically shoves you into the elevator making you stumble. You frown in annoyance and are about to protest the rough treatment when your wife pushes you up against the wall. You grunt in surprise and look at Wanda with wide eyes as she holds you there with a fierce look that renders you speechless.

“You need to stop letting people touch what’s mine, detka.”

You just nod dumbly before you gather your wits and place your hands on your wife’s waist. She grabs your arm before yanking you toward her and out of the elevator that you just realized stopped. You follow your wife to your rooms and don’t argue as she rips your shirt over your head, all the while muttering complaints that you just take on the chin.

“Why are you wearing this? You were fighting her practically naked.”

You don’t even have time to think of an argument before Wanda’s hands are all over you and you groan in relief. Her hands are cold compared to your overheated body and the feeling of them against your sore muscles feels amazing.

“Wands...”

She shoots you a dangerous look and you stop cold before swallowing the lump in your throat with a blush. You don’t say anything else as she slips her hand into your shorts without another word. She rubs your soaked heat, her eyes widening in surprise and then rage when she realizes you aren’t wearing anything under your shorts. Her eyes are near black as she meets your gaze with a scowl that sends a shiver up your spine.

“Oh, you’re definitely in trouble now.”

Masterlist

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x female reader #wanda maximoff fanfiction #wanda maximoff #wanda x reader #wanda x you #jealous wanda #silver springs #silver springs drabble #mob au

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sarahwroteathing · 4 months

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Stockings, fluff, Steve Rogers

You were half-frozen and half overheated by the time you reached Steve’s apartment, bundled to high heaven in two shirts, two sweaters, a scarf wrapped all the way up to your nose, a puffy coat, and a hat that almost covered your eyes entirely. You knew you looked ridiculous, but the look Steve gave you when he answered the door, amused but undeniably endeared, made it hard to mind so much. While you tossed your hat onto the small table by the door, he hooked a finger in your scarf, tugging it down just enough to press a smiling kiss to your lips.

“Excuse me, pal. At least take my coat first,” you said, laughing as you followed his defensive point to the mistletoe he had tacked over the doorway.

“You decorated!”

“I did!” he said, looking extraordinarily proud of himself as he helped you out of your coat and one of your sweaters.

“You do realize you’ll be giving out a lot of free kisses with that mistletoe placement though, don’t you? The poor mailman is going to fall in love with you.”

Steve snorted, and you couldn’t help but break into giggles thinking of his elderly mailman with his silver braid and curly mustache.

“I just hung it up when you said you were on your way. I can move it.”

You smiled, finally getting your wet bootlaces untangled and wiggling free of the heavy snow boots with a relieved sigh. Finally feeling human again, you looked up at Steve, who was leaning against the wall watching you with a little smile on his face like he’d be perfectly content to stare at you all evening.

“Hi,” you said, dragging him away from the wall for a long hug, snuggling your face against his soft, green sweater.

“Hi,” he whispered back, giving you a gentle squeeze until there was no space between you at all.

“Wanna show me your decorations?”

“Mm… One more minute?”

“Retirement is making you soft, Rogers,” you laughed.

“Yeah. I’m okay with it.”

When Steve was satisfied, he let you go with a kiss to the forehead, taking your hand to lead you farther into the apartment.

It was cute, what he’d done to the place. Understated but cozy. There were extra blankets on the couch, a maroon chenille and a deep green wool. A neat row of red votive candles sat on the coffee table, and a surprisingly tall Christmas tree was tucked into the corner, more garland and lights than ornaments. But it was what hung from the two little hooks on the wall that made you press your hand over your mouth to hide a smile.

“What?” Steve asked, having spent the last few moments looking at you while you looked over the living room.

“Nothing! It looks lovely. Very cozy!”

But when you walked over to sit on the couch, he followed you with slightly narrowed eyes.

“Did I leave a price tag on something?”

“Not that I can see.”

Steve grabbed the blanket from the back of the couch just as you reached for it, holding it behind his back.

“No soft new blanket for you until you tell me.”

You bit your lip, glancing again at the socks hanging from the wall by the loop of ribbon safety pinned to the top.

“I just um… Did you hang socks on the wall?”

Steve followed your gaze.

“Yeah? But they’re the nice fluffy ones you like. They’re not… running socks or something.”

“Okay…” you said with an endeared smile. “Just asking.”

“People don’t do that anymore, huh?” he asked with a self-deprecating smile.

“I’m sure some people do! Most probably get the stockings they sell in stores though. They’re bigger and easier to put stuff in. But I remember we used knit socks one year when I was a kid! We had just moved and didn’t know where the Christmas stuff had ended up.”

“One year when I was about… ten, maybe? Ma had a few dresses that needed to be retired. It was getting too obvious how many times she’d had to mend them, I guess. So she had me cut them up, and we used the fabric to sew stockings. They kinda looked like quilts.”

He smiled at the memory, and you squeezed his hand.

“I love that.”

“I can go buy some stockings tomorrow. You want to come? Pick out your own?”

“Absolutely not. Leave the socks. They’re cute,” you said, kissing his cheek. “Just like you.”

“Cute?” he repeated, raising an eyebrow.

“Mhmm. And charming. Also like you.” You gave him another kiss.

He shook his head at you, but he was smiling now.

“And if you want…” you started hesitantly. “I mean, I have a few old shirts and things that could be retired. If you wanted to maybe make some little quilt stockings together. But I don’t want to barge into an old family memory so -”

You didn’t get to finish your overthinking spiral because Steve took your face between his hands and silenced you with a warm and enthusiastic kiss.

“Oh!”

“I love that idea,” he said, leaving you with one, two, three more soft little kisses.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

#steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers imagine

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imagining-in-the-margins · 10 months

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☀️ CM Summer Sunshine Fic Challenge 🏖

The following are prompts including the theme of Summer! Reader, Original Character, Character/Character ships, Gen/Platonic fics are allowed!

This event is over (Masterlist of Fics here), but you are welcome to use any of these prompts. If you would like to be added to the existing Masterlist of entries, please check out the Rules below!

☀️ Generic Prompts ☀️

Everyone looks better in a sundress.

Character doesn't know how to swim.

Characters A and B cuddle in a hammock.

The team has a (MASSIVE) family barbecue.

The BAU has a pool party at Rossi's vacation home.

The sun makes Characters sleepy, so they take a nap.

Characters A and B have a picnic (it goes well/wrong).

Character shows up in swimwear that no one expected.

Character A suffers heatstroke and B takes care of them.

Character A teases B about needing to practice CPR at the pool party.

Character A never loved B more than when they ran through the sprinklers.

The air conditioning broke and Characters try to find creative ways to cool off.

Characters A and B go berry picking together (and enjoy the fruits of their labor).

It's Character's first time camping and they weren't prepared for how cold it gets on summer nights.

Character A lectures B on the importance of sunscreen, yet freezes when they are asked to help apply it.

The BAU is a group of very serious FBI agents. They take their water gun/balloon fights very seriously.

The couple thought their vacation would be a chance to get away from the BAU, but the resort town they're staying in turns out to have an unsub in it.

Character helps their child with their first entrepreneurial venture... a lemonade stand. They weren't expecting half the damn FBI to show up.

Character A’s wide-brimmed hat flew right off their head and into a tree. B helps them get it down.

Anything else you can think of!

☀️ Dialogue Prompts ☀️

"It's like Hotch at the beach."

"Come on in, the water's fine."

"It's so hot but I am so touch starved."

"... How did you even get that tan line?"

“Yes, the sunburn is as bad as it looks.”

"Oh my god, do I hear the ice cream truck?"

"Next Summer, we're doing the Alaskan cruise."

"It's a million degrees outside, why are you in the hot tub?"

(sarcastic) “Feels just like the summer camps of my youth.”

"I am staying hydrated. All of my drinks are iced." "That does not count."

"There is no shame in using a pool floatie." "Yes, there is. I'm shaming you."

“You look hot.” “Thank you!” “No, I mean literally… I think you’re overheating.”

(lying) "My phone doesn't work on the beach. Must be the signal or something..."

☀️ Character Specific Prompts ☀️

Spencer: He learned from the last time a beautiful person pulled him into a pool.

Spencer: He has a degree in engineering. How can he be defeated by a sandcastle?

Spencer: "I don't really like the beach... Sandy food, pink skin, limited and unengaging topography, but mostly drug-resistant bacteria spread by seagull feces.”

Luke: Reader loves to go to the dog beach to look at cute puppies. A dog named Roxy takes special interest in them.

Tara/Emily: “And what did you do with your summer vacation, Emily Prentiss?”

☀️ NSFW Prompts ☀️ 18+ ONLY ☀️

Character gets caught skinny dipping.

Character A can't get out of the water after seeing B.

Sex on the beach is so much worse than everyone said.

Character A can't deal with how much B loves popsicles/ice cream cones.

It's too hot to wear clothes at home, so Character walks around in their underwear.

Character A finally convinces B to go to the beach with them. Turns out it's a nude beach.

Rules

The fic can be a Reader insert, an Original Character, a character/character ship, a platonic ship, or a Gen fic. It can feature any Criminal Minds character.

Tag me in the fic, or send it to me in a Direct Message. It can be already written, or you can write it just for the challenge - I’m collecting both! You can also tag it “#mentioningmargins” which is a tag I track.

The fic can be any genre, but ONLY send me smut if your bio states you are 18+. I DO NOT WANT smut written by minors. Ever. At all. I will check. Platonic ships and pure, fluffy fics are 100% allowed.

Please include Content Warnings and a one-sentence Summary of the fic in your post.

Have fun!

🏖 Happy Writing! 🏖

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nerdieforpedro · 3 months

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Did you say Raspberry Beret or Tea?

Dieter Bravo x plus size female reader

This blog is 18+ MDNI

This fic is for general audiances.

Word Count: 777 (Go buy a lotto ticket! 😎)

Summary: You're having a horrible period day and Dieter makes it better. No raspberries were harmed in the making of this fic.

Warnings: mentions of periods, discomfort, fluff

Notes: Not beta-ed. I wrote it at work and tired out a moodboard I think. I'm playing around with them. I blame my uterus for this fic as today sucked while I worked. 😑

“Ugh….I roll and I roll and it does nothing.” Your oversized t-shirt rides up under your breasts which adds to your annoyance. You’re sweating and having chills at the same time. Sprawled across the bed, you’ve tried both of your sides, laying on your back which led you to curve it in pain and on your stomach, you had a few minutes or relief before another heat wave came and made it too hot to stay face down.

Sitting up at the side of the bed, your hair is lopsided and your silk bonnet is on the floor. You don’t remember taking it off or hearing it fall. “I took my Midol, I kept chugging water and peeing. I’m still sore, hot and cold…this sucks. What am I missing?!” You rub your palms on your thighs to try and take your mind off how uncomfortable you feel. The floor feels cool though, maybe you should lay on it. It is a beautiful dark hardwood floor, you can see your reflection in it. Your body has a sheen of moisture from your sweat. “Become one with the floor…” You whisper to yourself and then start feeling cold again from so much exposed skin. “My body hates me.”

“Honey Pot, you don’t look too good.” A voice that you’ve missed the last few days as he’s been out of town. Dieter stood in the doorway with a cup of coffee. You love your coffee with four creamers and sugars with some dashes of vanilla extract. “Do I need to call someone? You’re sweaty and you feel cool. That’s really weird.” He handed you the coffee and pecked your lips as you accepted it. His palm touched your forehead before traveling up to smooth down your hair which was sticking up. “You’re on the losing end of a fight huh?” You quickly finished the cup, warming your body from the inside out, then you were again overheated.

“You were so sweet with the coffee and you had to ruin it Dee. It’s one of my heavier days so it’s so much worse. My meds and usual positions aren’t working. It’s horrible. Fix me…” You whined, rather uncharacteristic for you as Dieter was used to you listening to his complaints. He sat next to you on the bed and put his arm around you, the fluffy fabric of his ever present gray robe tickled your neck.

“Aww…my poor sweetheart. What do you need from me? Anything you want I can order?” He asked, you shook your head and sighed. Patting his thigh before intertwining your fingers with his.

“No. I finished the coffee. I think I should have my raspberry tea. That should help, and then play some music, maybe moving around will help instead of just rolling in the bed.”

“Raspberry I can do honey pot. I’ll go start it now!” Bravo jumped up excitedly and ran out of the room. You were surprised to see him that enthusiastic to make you tea. He always said you brewed it too strong. You placed your feet on the cool hardwood floor again and stood, letting the cold travel from your feet, your head flew back from some relief. Your body had once again decided to change temperatures on you.

“Oh god that feels good. I should have gotten up sooner.” You laughed at yourself for not hopping up sooner and walked toward the doorway that led to the living room. Music filled the room as Dieter had turned the Bluetooth speaker all the way up and was shaking his hips with his arms extending out. It looked like he may start doing some kicks any time. “Dieter, what are you doing? Did you make the tea?”

He continued to dance over to you and pulled you toward the center of the room, placing a hand on the small of your back and leading you around in a circle to the rhythm. “I don’t know why you wanted to listen to ‘Raspberry Beret’ but it’s always fun to listen to Prince. Personally, I would have picked ‘I wanna be your lover’ to dance to.”

You stared at Dieter’s bright face as the two of you danced, his face with the same half grin and smirk he normally had. Your head rolls back as you erupt with laughter, forgetting for a bit that your uterus has chosen violence this week. “Another fun one is ‘I would die 4 U’ you know you can’t hit those high notes Dee.”

The two of you continue to swing around the living room to the jovial sounds of ‘Raspberry Beret’ the tea forgotten over the melody.

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mommys-puppy-tgirl · 22 days

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Two blue screens

I wrote a lesbian robot puppy girl short story. Please enjoy :3 also the pov character is trans.

Pulling into the driveway, I stepped out of the car. Thebsweet smelling rain cascaded across my face, through my hair and soaking into my clothes on the brief stride to the front door. I fumble with the keys, sliding through three on my ring before finding the right one, all the while the water and wind sap my heat. I turn the key, open the door, and step inside, dripping water on the hardwood floors with a plop. I shut the door, remove my wet black sneakers and socks, hanging both on an empty coatrack.

From upstairs I hear my favorite thing. An excited “Woof” compressed and taken from Nintendo’s ds game “Nintendogs.” Following the sweet audio came a rumble of a heavy chassis across carpeting floor and then a “slump,” “bump” and “crash” as my beautiful girlfriend rolls down the stairs in an excited heap, her mechanical tail wagging. She quickly corrects her pose and rises to her feet to embrace me, squeezing tight enough to hinder my breathing.

Hal-E is my adorable robot girlfriend, her tummy and face each having a monitor like a Nintendo DS. The tummy screen currently has nintendogs open and all the necessary buttons to play of ones favorite Nintendo game on it. The bumpers are on her sides and the cartridge slot is hidden on her back. She wears a crop top and booty shorts so that heat can vent properly, and to cover more explicit ports. across her exposed metal are numerous stickers of bands, anime, cute animals, and flowers

I squeeze back, but stop saying. “Wait wait, I’m all wet. Down girl.”

A small green light flicks on when she hears the order. In an instant she gets on her knees, hands on her lap, and stairs up with the same dumb, cute, adorable smile she always has when I come home. I’m already colder without her natural heaters pressed against my body. So I’ll have to go quick so I can feel her again.

“Puppy, wait for me in our bedroom,” I said as I walked into the other room.

HAL-Es green light turned on and she said “I love you,” scampered up the stairs. She’s a robotic puppy girl all the way through. When we first got together she was just a robot girl, but she had fun exploring the internet and discovered puppy play. It was a recursive file in her memory banks. She pleaded with me to make a program that would help fulfill her dreams. As a programmer, I stayed up all night for a week and fulfilled her wishes and embedded it in that nintendogs cartridge. She can take it out any time she wants. But she loves it too much to ever stop being my good girl.

Now alone I removed my wet clothes and grabbed a towel from the linen closet. I ran the cotton across my skin and removed the water from it, but the cold remained. The rain left a lasting chill deep within me, and brought all the grime from that days work to the surface. Now I need my puppy to wash it all away. I walked upstairs to our shared room, opened rhe door and saw HAL-E sitting on the bed. She too was uncovered, revealing the stickers placed upon her breasts. It reads “if lost, please return to Marcy.” When I see that sticker I can’t help but bite my lip.

HAL-Es eyes widened as I entered the room, her mechanical tail wagging faster and faster, smacking against the pillows with a loud “whomp” over and over again. I could tell she wanted to jump out of bed and hug me, tackle me down and kiss me all over. She made sharp pushes against the bed, false starts as she contained her excitement. As I slowly approached the bed, I heard her cooling fans activate, pumping heat out from her head and torso to keep her from overheating. She whimpers, desperate to be played with, for someone to touch her controls and insert data into her.

“Look at how eager you are… so patient… so good…” I said, my voice shifting to a soft sultry tone. “Good girl. Do you want belly rubs?”

She let out another whimper, then a compressed yap. She rolled onto her back and looked up, her digital eyes filled with a burning heat and desire. Her vents pumped warm air all over my legs, a heat that threatened to drag me down onto her. I wanted to take it all, all her warmth and embrace her. But not yet, first we play the game.

“Good girl,” I said, rubbing my hands all over her chassis, my fingers touching the lower ds screen and sending signals into her brain. Several green lights flicked on and off as I touched her, telling me how much she enjoyed it. She was officially in “good girl mode” and now all pleasure and sensations are heightened. Just a tap of her screen sends waves of energy through her circuitry. if she wasn’t on her charging leash no doubt she would lose power.

I moved my position between her legs and told her to keep her head up. Laying down on her warm body was like a car running car in the winter, so warm it melted any ice still within my skin. I placed my thumbs on the buttons and +pad and my index fingers on her bumpers. She squirmed with each button press, the good feelings programmed into her mind. I didn’t have to play for long, for her it would feel like hours of pleasure.

Nintendogs is always a fun time, espreciallt when my girlfriend moans every time I press a buotton. Every time I play with a puppy I’m playing with her mind, and every treat given is a treat she feels. Her vents are pouring hot air, but when I check her power banks she is still charging. After 15 minutes, I pulled up her task manager, I saw how much her cpu and memory was full. All her processes were at their limit! “How about we turn some of these off…” I said.

“Ahh! Bark! W-what?” She struggled to make words after being a puppy for so long. But before she understood what was happening, I had limited her cognitive processes to 30% and boosted her pleasure centers to 120%. This was something she could turn back on if she wanted too, and was within our discussed limits. Messing with her mind, messing with her programming and messing with her wiring and attachments, she lived for it.

Now that she could only bark and whimper, reduced to my dumb, sweet, happy puppy, a puppy full of pleasure, I rose from between her legs and laid across her belly. My breasts pressed against hers, the sticker caught on my nipple, teasing me unintentionally and reminding me how much I love this woman. The warmth exuding from her chest was burning hot and nipples like fresh dripped candle wax. My eyes locked with hers, those digital girl eyes. I locked my lips with her synthetic lips just below her top screen.

Her silicon lips were warm and soft. What others see as fake, to me they were realer than any other. My tongue slid between them, and I felt the zap of her hidden mouth port. The tingle only made me want her more. I kissed and kissed, she squirmed and moaned into my mouth. It was delicious. Her hands were spazzing, fighting the urge to touch the port between her legs. She knew I’d get there later.

I shifted my weight, so that my knees were on her arms and my dick between her breasts. “Be a good puppy…” I said, my voice containing my eagerness, “and suck mommy’s cock.” Her hot lips on my skin almost made me explode, her sensation, her obedience, her eagerness. I own her, and she loves it, and I love it. The jolt of her energy through my body called me to thrust into her mouth, her synthetic tongue caressing the head. Now I had to hold myself back from explosion. I needed to hold off the building tension from below, calling me to unload inside my puppy’s mouth. “She would love it, mommy’s hot cum inside her,” I thought. The devil in me told me to do it, ruin her hot mouth, short circuit her brain with my love. But no. Not yet. I can’t.

My puppy’s eagerness brought her sensual blowjob from a savoring to devouring. Her dumb, sweet, gorgeous puppy programming needed her to get my cum. But I had to keep it from her, like waving a toy over a dogs head, beckoning it to jump for it, only to snatch the toy away before they can lock their jaws into it. I let her go fast, but now I needed to stop before I gave her the prize.

“Good girl, drop it.”

She immediately stopped, but her eyes were confused, begging me to let her keep going. She was hungry for it. She couldn’t even move her arms to bring me back in. She just had to wait, like a good puppy. The Denial fed her eagerness, she needed a release. She needed to fuck her mpmmy so bad, and I could tell.

“Let’s use the gba port.” The gameboy had an insane amount of device attachments to go with different games or products. The attachment we are going to use was not a commercially made device, but Etsy creators sold these for anyone who had a Nintendo DS branded robotic girlfriend who wanted to get kinky. With a little luck, I managed to get a hold of the attachment before they were shut down by a classic Nintendo cease and desist.

From the bedside table, I pulled out a Gameboy advanced dick attachment with vibration and cum functionality. I plugged in the cock to the gba port between HAL-E’s legs (it was placed there to mimic the ds’ original design and got past Nintendo censors). As soon as it connected, the cock hardened and throbbed. The temperature of the dick rose, using it as a heat sink. Her artificial cum leaked out like a doctor checking a syringe before inserting it and I was the patient. I poured lube all over her cock and stroked her twice to get it all over.

I laid on the bed, my legs in the air and my butt propped up against the pillows. My cock leaked across my front, and my asshole puckered. I put my hands on my cheeks and spread them, beckoning my sweet puppy closer. “Be good girl, Fuck mommy…”

Her desperate puppy eyes guided her as HAL-E moved forward and pressed her warm robot cock against my greedy asshole. She moaned and glitched moan, one that splintered and drowned out her screaming fans. Her cocks head pressed into my ass, spreading it and filling me up with her love. Unlike the doctor, she pushed her cock jn and out. “Arf” and “bark” came from her speakers with every thrust. Her eyes were locked on mine and our hands intwinned. Our love was one, her heat and mine, a building cycle. Her glitchy moans. She’s going to cum.

She’s speeding up. Im moaning, she’s barking, she’s such a good girl, such a good puppy. I’m going to reward her so good. “Good girl. Good puppy.” She speeds up again. Faster. Harder. Desperation rising. My cock tenses. I can feel her cock rubbing against my special spot. “Cum with mommy.”

She barks in response, my beautiful dumb puppy.

“3.”

She speeds up, I’m losing control of my voice and moans.

“2.”

She’s overheating, her fans on overtime, my body is so hot too, I love her so much.

“1.”

Her cock is tensing, but she won’t cum until I say. She’s a good girl.

“Good girl… cum.”

We both cum, as she pins be down with her robot body. She locks her cock inside my Ass to make sure I feel her pulsating eruption within me. Such a good puppy. Her screens both turn blue as the pleasure and heat overloads her. It’s too much, her lips lock with mine as she reboots.

Meanwhile I erupt all over our tummies. First on mine, then hers as she leans over to reboot. With deep breaths I embrace her, I give my darling puppy robot girl all of my love. I kiss her lips, sticking my tongue in and moaning “HAL-E” with every thrust. “Good girl.”

I spent 2 minutes with her as she rebooted. It was quiet, broken by a few clicks as the systems worked through and reset to normal levels. With every moment I fell more and more in love with HAL-E, all over again. But every time I couldn’t help but get scared. She doesn’t always blue screen, but when she does I can’t help but worry. She’s told me 100 times that it’s harmless, but I still get nervous.

After those two minutes to calm down, she woke up. Her eyes bright, “hey cutie” she said. Those words made my heart melt. I kissed her again and again, and forever into the night.

(This was written in my notes app, sorry for any typos) :3

#puppy sub #robot girl #transfem #trans #Nintendo ds #wholesome

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