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miguelswifey04 · 8 months
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miguel o’hara x fem! reader
cw: lactation kink (breastfeeding), reader! breastfeeds miguel, breast-sucking, nsfw 18+, smut; no plot
a/n: this was requested so, if you don’t like this js skip or block me :3
as you removed your apron, revealing your beautiful curves and plump breasts, miguel’s breath caught in his throat. the sight of you was undeniably alluring, and desire welled up within him. he couldn't resist the pull any longer, his hands gliding over your bare skin as he pulled you closer. his lips found their way to the sensitive skin of your neck, peppering it with soft kisses.
“you’re irresistible," he whispered huskily, his voice filled with desire. "every curve, every part of you... drives me wild." his hands traced teasing patterns along your waist, caressing the softness of your skin. "you are the most enticing sight in this kitchen, my love." miguel chuckled softly against your skin, his touch growing bolder as he let his hands roam over your body. his voice was laced with a playful yet seductive tone. “you’re always so kinky,” you giggled as you leaned into his hungry touches.
“oh, you have no idea how kinky i can be. i’m just waiting for the right moment to show you." he moved one hand up to cup your breast, teasingly running his thumb over the hardened nipple. his lips resumed their exploration along your neck, his touch becoming more urgent with each passing moment. miguel’s movements were swift and confident as he carried you effortlessly to the bed. a hunger burned within him as he lowered your top, exposing your breasts and the sweet milk that awaited him.
his lips found their way to your exposed flesh, his mouth latching onto your nipple. he suckled gently, savoring the taste of your milk, his tongue lapping and swirling around it. a deep moan rumbled from his throat as he enjoyed the intimate connection between you, the mixture of pleasure and nourishment filling his senses. he nursed eagerly, his touch and suckling becoming more intense, his desire to please you growing with every passing second.
“oh god," he murmured with urgency, his voice muffled against your breast. "you taste so delicious. i can't get enough of you." you squirmed under his hold as he continued to suckled on your breasts. you could feel the tug from his lips as he slurped up your sweet milk and with the flick of tongue, lapped up the milk that threatened to spill from your breasts. “oh—miguel, that feels so fucking good..” your breath hitches and your body shudders as he continues his assault on your breasts.
miguel’s desire intensified as he heard your moans of pleasure and felt your squirming beneath his touch. it fueled his own arousal, his passion for you growing with every passing moment. his free hand roamed across your body, teasing and caressing your curves, heightening your pleasure. his lips trailed a path of kisses and nibbles from your breasts to your neck, his warm breath against your skin sending shivers down your spine.
he released your breast with a gentle pop, his lips and chin glistening with traces of milk. he gazed into your eyes, his own filled with a mix of longing and adoration. “you are exquisite, mi reina," he whispered, his voice laced with desire. "and i want to show you just how much you mean to me."
a/n: shiver me timbers omg i can’t believe i wrote this omg 😏
tags 🏷️!! @kairiscorner @astro1bloom @sabcandoit @obi-mom-kenobi @emiemiemiii @meeom
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ctitan98official · 1 month
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Yandere!Mother Miranda and Yandere!Alcina x Y/N lactation fic part 2
Alright, lately I’ve been getting a lot of requests to continue this, so here we go! Read the first part here! Let’s get into it!
You panic as Mother Miranda holds you tightly against her. “No! N-no, please stop!” You begin to sob as she easily opens your mouth and places her nipple into it.
“Shh, shh, little one. Mommy needs to feed you now,” Miranda urges gently. “You’ve had a long day and it’s time for some dinner,” She says and begins bouncing you in her arms.
You struggle for a moment and manage to turn your head away from her breast. What the hell kind of torture is she trying to put you through?!
But… As Miranda looks down at you once again and captures your gaze, her beautiful silver eyes don’t hold anything but… Love. She smiles softly at you and leans down to kiss your forehead. “It’s alright, my darling. Your mama and I absolutely adore you,” She promises. “You are a dream come true for us,” She explains and looks at Alcina.
The lady of the castle chuckles warmly at her wife’s statement, holding her tighter and stroking your little face. “It’s true, draga. We can’t wait to introduce you to your older sisters,” She agrees.
Older… Sisters? They already have a family and they want you… To be a part of it? It catches you off guard to see how they’ve already made plans to include you in their lives. They are also very affectionate with you. When you first woke up, you were sure they had concocted some evil scheme to kidnap you and torture you. But… Now you’re not quite sure.
True, they could just be lulling you into a false sense of security, but you just… Don’t really think that’s the case.
You decide to proceed cautiously and just hope for the best… You’re too exhausted to put up much of a fight anyway.
As you study Miranda curiously, she can’t help but giggle at the serious look on your face. “I think we have a genius on our hands, dear,” Miranda proudly says to Alcina.
Alcina laughs as well. “It seems they take after their mommy,” She says and kisses the side of Miranda’s head.
Miranda hums contentedly at her wife before softly cupping your cheek and carefully opening your mouth again. She places her nipple to your lips once more, urging you to latch on. “Eat for mommy, baby. I know your little tummy is so empty,” She encourages, wincing a bit at how full and swollen her breasts are.
You look at the pained expression on Miranda’s face. As weird as this situation is, you don’t want her to hurt because of you. She’s been nothing but nice to you so far.
You huff. You know what? Screw it. You’re starving anyway. Your lips gently wrap around her nipple and you begin to suckle.
Miranda sucks in a relieved gasp at this. Physically, it feels amazing… But emotionally it feels even better. Her little one is eating finally. It brings her a great sense of calm to watch you nurse from her. She begins rocking you slowly and smiles happily up at her wife.
Alcina’s heart melts at how cute Miranda is. “You are so proud of yourself, aren’t you, draga?” She grins.
Miranda laughs softly and lies her head back on Alcina’s shoulder. “I must say that I am, my love,” She says. 
The two are silent for a moment as they watch you suckle before Alcina clears her throat. “I… Really want them to meet the girls,” She says, excited but also very nervous. 
The hesitation on Alcina’s face confuses Miranda. She grabs her wife’s hand and squeezes it. “They will soon, my love,” She says. “But… You look so anxious,” She points out. “What’s the matter?”
Alcina sighs as she rubs your head. “I know that Daniela will be so excited about finally being a big sister… But Cassandra and Bela can be so… Jealous,” She says carefully. “I guess I’m just feeling… Guilty for wanting another little one so badly,” She admits. “What if the girls think we won’t love them as much anymore?”
Miranda adopts a knowing expression at this. Alcina is always so hard on herself. “I believe you’re thinking about this the wrong way, my darling,” She says. “All Bela wants to do is please us. Another child will certainly be difficult for her to get used to, but not impossible. If we ask her to make an effort with Y/N, she will. Once she gets to know her little sibling, she’ll be just as taken with them as we are.”
Alcina hadn’t thought about that. Bela is so sweet. Of course she’ll warm up to her youngest sibling if she and Miranda ask her to try. She is a great big sister already.
However, Alcina remembers her second oldest daughter. “But what about Cassandra?” She asks her wife.
Miranda can’t help but chuckle at the unsure look on Alcina’s face. Her wife is so cute. “Cassandra is definitely… Protective,” Miranda concedes. “And while I know she would never intentionally hurt Y/N… It’s possible she might accidentally be a bit… Rough with them at first,” Miranda says quietly. 
Alcina and Miranda both share a look at this.
At this point, you’re not even paying attention to what the two women are saying. You feel too… Little now. But, you do fuss a bit as you try to nurse. Miranda’s milk is sweet and warm. You like it a lot, however, you’re a little frustrated. Your mouth is already tired from nursing but you want more. You’ll need to get used to eating like this, it seems.
Miranda shushes you softly and pats your little back before she speaks again. “Everyone will have to get used to each other,” She says to her wife, expertly shifting you in her arms and helping you latch onto her breast better. “I think we’ll just need to supervise Y/N when they’re with their sisters for a while,” She suggests and strokes a finger across your cheek.
You settle down at Miranda’s actions and are able to suckle easier.
The priestess soon notices your eyes are growing heavy. She grins and looks at Alcina. “But for now… Maybe you should hold them for a bit?” She offers.
Alcina’s golden eyes glitter with excitement. “Really, draga?!” She asks, uncharacteristically enthusiastic.
Miranda giggles at this. “Absolutely, my love. You have been so patient,” She tells her. Miranda carefully takes her finger and breaks your latch. 
Your eyebrows furrow and you whimper at the sudden departure of Miranda’s breast. You find yourself missing the sensation of suckling.
“It’s alright, my love. Mama wants to hold you now,” Miranda tells you and kisses your forehead. She hands you over to Alcina who eagerly cradles you in her arms.
“Hello, my little one,” Alcina says softly and kisses your cheek. She is absolutely beaming as she holds her youngest for the first time.
You immediately relax into Alcina’s warm and plush chest. While Miranda is also very comfy, Alcina has the perfect body type to snuggle against. She begins purring gently which quickly knocks you out.
As you begin to fall asleep, your eyes open for just a second. Long enough to see the two women share a tender kiss. For some reason, this makes you feel… Safe. They’re a loving couple who just want you to join their family. It’s like they really are your parents.
It’s strange how quickly you’ve grown accustomed to this arrangement, but you’ve never really been taken care of before. It’s… Nice.
The quiet ambience of the room further lulls you to sleep. But what will await you when you wake up?
Note: Yes, I’m lazy and Miranda and Alcina just automatically know Y/N’s name 😂 Hope you enjoyed!
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thinkofmehoney · 24 days
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I just had a dream about Choso where he could breastfeed
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vizzzashley · 6 months
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Dream
Warning: just some fluff.
Summary: You have husband and gave birth to your son 4 months ago. A glimpse into your happy life and an insight about how happy you are.
It was so peaceful. A song, whose name you didn't know, was playing softly in the background.
You heard some laughter from the living room, which made your lips twitch upwards into a small, unknowing smile. You felt your heart constrict with love.
You added the sauce in the pasta, mixing it. Cooking your comfort food, which later became his comfort food and maybe soon someone else's too.
You felt arms circling around your waist and a weight on your shoulder. You touched the said arms around your waist and smiled.
"Hello beautiful" Your smile just widened listening to the sweet voice. "Harry" You turned the stove off and turned in his embrace.
You looked up at his face to see him looking at you with those eyes. Eyes filled with adoration,love and some disbelief.
" What? " You asked, with your cheeks lightly heating up from the way he was looking at you. "What what? " He questioned back in a whisper, with that stupid grin that you can't help but fall more for. " Why are you looking at me like that? " It came out as a chuckle than anything more. And if possible his smile widened a bit more. He continued to stare a bit longer and then leaned in and brushed your noses together, which made you giggle.
"I still can't believe it's real and not in my mind or a dream that I am gonna wake up from any moment. I just can't believe it. " He confessed with a shaky voice as if too scared that this indeed is a dream. "You better believe it mister, because now it's too late to go back." You said with a playful sterness, which apparently was too funny for him as he bursted out laughing and buried his face in your neck.
Suddenly you both stopped your antics as you heard cries from the living room. "Seems like your son is jealous" Harry muttered to you as he went towards the living room to bring him where you were.
You quickly plated dinner for both, you and Harry and were in the process of cleaning the countertop, when Harry called out to you. " Can you stop doing chores for a moment lady?. Leave something to do for me too"
"Shut up, you work your bum off in the office already and then come home tired." You responded back as you adjusted the high chair at the dining table for your son.
"You work your bum off at home too. And to top it all off you gave birth to a life. And feed the said life from your body. You should not be doing too much" Harry argued back.
Before you could say something back to Harry, your son started fussing in his arms. And you both just stared at your son for a moment, wondering what he is trying to do, before he broke and started wailing. Harry panicked and looked at you, and rushed out "I just changed his diaper, I swear. What's wrong with him? " You laughed and took your son from his arms. As soon as he was in your hold, he started groping your chest while still making a fuss. As Harry saw that realization dawned upon him," You haven't fed him yet? " Harry questioned.
"I tried Harry but he was just not hungry at that time and wouldn't drink any milk" You answered in a calm voice. You settled in the chair with your 4 month old and started feeding him. Harry sat beside you and looked at his son with a smile, " Can you believe we made him? " He looked at you and all you could see was how love filled he looked. You didn't know this level of happiness could be experienced but here you are both, looking at each other, like you both had the world with you.
You did not respond to him, you just placed a hand on his cheek, the other holding your son. Urging Harry to lean forward and kissing him with everything you had. Because you wanted him to know how much this all meant for you.
You both broke the kiss when you felt the extreme need to breathe. Your foreheads touching,breathing each other in. You both looked down when you saw your son gurgle on your chest and looking at you both, still latched and drinking milk from you.
"He really doesn't like to share" Harry muttered with furrowed brows , looking at your son. It just cracked you up. " Oh honey, I guess like father, like son" You said with a cheeky grin on your face. "That's good then, just like me. I could live with that" Harry said like a kid who just won a candy.
Oh good God, let it not be a dream because heck you were living one. With Harry by your side, cracking lame jokes and your son. You had everything you wished for. A family, someone who loves you like you are the only person in this entire universe even when you look like shit, a place to call home, a place where your son will take his first steps and maybe someday his siblings too. Making memories that will last forever.
"Even if it's a dream, let's not wake up, honey" You quietly said to Harry leaning against him, looking at your son in your arms. "Deal, darling. Let's not wake up" He said back to you with the same tone as you.
He did not need anything more than this, his world was in his arms, leaning against him and in her arms, a symbol of their love, which they both created and somehow can't stop loving it.
You were ready to live the dream, the one you dreamt of when you were a teenager, when you didn't know Harry, when you didn't know you could be this happy. So, now indeed it's time to live that 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢.
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natsxaddiction · 2 years
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A Short Distance
SC universe
Note: I missed Little B . Just something short
When the quinjet makes it’s initial landing on the runway Bunny is completely unaware. The Avenger’s compound is quiet this time of day. With the entire team away, people she’s come to know as her aunts and uncles, it’s a little lonely here. Of course there’s Aunt Pepper and Sharon Carter here to keep her company. Maria Hill visits sometimes and she’s embarrassed to admit she has the tiniest crush on her so she avoids her mostly. When she admitted it to Riley the other teen laughed and laughed until she couldn’t anymore. She was amused by it and upon seeing Maria she agreed with Bunny’s sentiment.
It’s only been four days since everyone left. It was some big important mission where all hands needed to be on deck. Moms hated to even leave her but she assured them she could do it. She could survive without them for a few days. It’s the first time they’ve ever been away from her. Even though her heart aches she knows they’ll come home safely to her.
It’s been fun living in the compound. It has everything a person could dream of. A rec room, a gym, endless amounts of snacks. Mama would scold her for even eating the amounts of sugar she’s practically inhaled. Though she thinks Aunt Pepper would have too if she knew. Bunny explores all this place has to offer. She even uses the A.I. to cheat with her homework a bit. She practices her Russian and keeps up with her math homework. She’s being the best child possible.
Nights were the hardest for her. She spent a lot of time alone in her bedroom, her mom’s room, sleeping and crying. She hasn’t slipped into little space in days. In a way she’s kind of proud of herself for being able to hold off so long. She doesn’t need anyone finding out about it and judging her. Everyone here likes her and she doesn’t want that to change.
Luckily Wanda pumped before leaving. To Bunny’s dismay it wasn’t as comforting and she didn’t enjoy drinking from the hydro flasks left for her. So she resorted to her usual thumb sucking and everything was fine.
When the quinjet arrived, she’s sitting at the kitchen counter, earbuds in each ear, as she sketches with her favorite colored pencils. She’s drawing a picture for Moms when they get back. It’s nothing extravagant. Just different doodles of whatever’s going on in her head. There’s a tiny doodle of her and Riley, one of a chocolate bar, one of a simple cube, another small sketch of home. She misses it. Her bed, her dogs, the safety of their cocoon.
She can see out of the corner of her eye Pepper waving for her to look out of the windows. She removes one ear bud to follow her line of sight. Sure enough, everyone is deboarding as the doors of the large plane open.
“Mama, Mommy,” Bunny mutters to herself as she rushes from her chair and out into the field. She doesn’t even bother with shoes as she has one thing on her mind. Hugging her moms. She bypasses Uncle Steve and Tony who look a little worse for wear as they wave to her in greeting. She didn’t mean to be rude but right now she wants her moms. Bunny makes a beeline for the first person she sees, becoming a flash of curls and sweatpants, as she throws herself into Natasha’s arms.
“Hey, sweet girl.” Natasha whispers into her ear as she wraps her arms around Bunny’s waist. “We missed you.” Natasha rubs every inch of her back as she hugs her daughter.
“Missed you too,” Bunny mumbles before opening her eyes. “You’re hurt?” She asks noting Natasha’s stiff stance.
“No, no, nothing for you to worry about,” Natasha dismisses but at Bunny’s insistent look she explains. “I fell on some rocks. My side is a little bruised but I’m okay.”
Bunny nods. She’s not so convinced but for now she’ll take it. Bunny forces herself into Natasha’s arms again as she feels herself slipping. She’s missed her Mommy so much.
“Is that my little one ?” Wanda steps down the walkway and Bunny practically falls into her arms. She hugs her Mama fiercely, taking in her familiar scent, before she buries her face in Wanda’s neck. “Oh, baby, I’m so happy to see you.” Wanda coos. She can feel Bunny trembling against her, holding back her whimpers, as she tries to reign her emotions in. The familiar ache in her breast and the slight letdown of milk at Bunny’s whine reminds her just how long they’ve been gone.
They stand there a bit longer as Bunny begins to cry. It’s an overwhelming feeling to be back in her mother’ arms. She didn’t realize how much she missed them until now.
“It’s okay, Malyshka, we’re here now,” Natasha reaches between them to rub her back again.
“You don’t have to go anymore right?” Bunny mumbles and they can barely understand her.
“We’re home for good now,” Wanda assures her. “You have us all to yourself. No more crying?”
Bunny pulls back to nod.
“How about we go inside, yeah?” Wanda wipes the tears from her face. “Tell us all about your time with Aunt Pepper.”
“I was good,” Bunny supplies. She holds both of their hands as they walk back into the compound.
“Oh, that’s good to hear then,” Natasha smiles.
“Hey, Red, want a drink?” Tony offers and Natasha declines.
“I think we’re going to hit the showers and spend time with our kid,” Natasha looks to Bunny who’s attempting to hide evidence of her crying. Tony holds up his glass in acceptance as they continue down a series of hallways to their bedroom.
“Did you drink all of your milk?” Natasha questions when they get inside of the bedroom. Bunny shakes her head. She walks over to open the mini fridge and show them just how much she has inside.
“It’s not the same,” Bunny says.
“Let me get in the shower and then we can spend some time together,” Wanda kisses her forehead. Bunny can be patient for a few minutes more. Even if she does feel like she’ll cry again when Wanda exits their bedroom to go in the en-suite.
She sits on the bed, hands in her lap, as she glances over to Natasha. Natasha is guzzling from a bottle of water, not even stopping for air before she’s down the entire thing. She goes to toss it in the trash.
“You came back,” Bunny says suddenly. Almost as if she couldn’t believe it.
“Of course we did,” Natasha replies. “We’ll always come back to you, Malyshka.”
“Okay,” Bunny nods tearfully. She finds it so hard to believe even after all this time. “Sorry.” She apologizes for the tears. “I haven’t cried in a while.” She wipes at her nose with the sleeve of her hoodie. Natasha tsks as she walks over with a napkin to clean her face.
“Don’t apologize for your feelings,” Natasha reminds her. “We missed you so much. It was the hardest four days of my life. We couldn’t wait to get back to you.”
“Really?” Bunny looks at her hopefully.
“Really,” Natasha affirms. “I miss my cuddles. You’re the best.”
“I didn’t have anyone to cuddle with,” Bunny shrugs. “Aunt Pepper is nice but she’s not you.”
“Well I’m here now and you can have all the cuddles you want,” Natasha smiles.
“I didn’t become little either,” Bunny reveals and Natasha is even more surprised at that. Though the small crying session out in the field would indicate Bunny has been purposely trying not to slip into her little space. They’ve had to remind her over and over again that it was okay for her to regress and to allow her feelings. Though Natasha understands that would be hard for her to do without them there. “I tried to wait. Until you came home. I was scared to.”
“I’m so sorry, Baby.” Natasha frowns.
“It’s fine,” She rubs at her eyes. That’s when Wanda exits the bathroom with clean skin and wet hair. She’s wearing a simple tank top and shorts.
“My turn. I’ll be right back,” Natasha promises as she ducks off into the bathroom.
Wanda sits against the headboard, waving Bunny over, to come and sit with her. Bunny crawls into her arms, her head against her chest, as they sit together.
“Mama,” Bunny’s fingers come to fiddle with the hem of her tank top. “Did you sleep while I was away?”
“ I did but I dreamed of you ever single night,” Wanda nods.
“I missed you, ” Bunny whimpers. “Don’t want you to go anymore.”
“We’re not,” Wanda kisses the top of her head. “Not for a while. A long time you don’t have to worry about it.”
“Okay,” Bunny nods. She believed her. Wanda can see the restlessness in Bunny’s body language as she tries to show some restraint. The fiddling with her tank top and nuzzling into her breasts indicates she wants to nurse but is too shy to ask. So Wanda waits. She wants Bunny to lead the conversation and ask for what she wants. Even as she’s beginning to slip.
“Mama?” Bunny finally looks up into her eyes. Her brow furrowed and her fingers still to ask. “I can have ?”
Wanda doesn’t say a word as she strips herself of her shirt all together. Bunny tentatively latches on, giving a small suck, before she gives another one. Wanda breathes through her nose as she feels a warm, tingling sensation in her chest. She is so relieved as Bunny suckles at a steady pace. She’s missed this just as much as Bunny.
“Oh, I see we started cuddling without me,” Natasha steps in. She climbs into the bed, poking at Bunny’s side to get a reaction, and she does. A happy one. The little girl smiles just slightly around Wanda’s breasts as she stops suckling only for a second to acknowledge Natasha.
They sit in comfortable silence, Bunny only making a fuss when she has to switch breasts, before they’re all content again. They talk in low hushed tones, telling her about their time in Italy, as she drifts off to sleep. When Wanda feels that she’s deep enough in her dreams, she attempts to release her nipple from Bunny’s mouth, only to receive a whine and even stronger sucking. She’s not ready to let go of her comfort yet,
“I’m a human pacifier,” Wanda shakes her head though she doesn’t feel bad about it all.
“A beautiful one,” Natasha kisses her forehead.
It was so good to be home with her girls.
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pinafore · 11 months
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I had my annual checkup with my obgyn today. We were discussing my past year and how I had finally weaned my littlest.
"I feel a little vain saying this, but after ten and half years of breastfeeding, I wanted to ask you for a referral for..."
"A breast lift?" she offered helpfully.
I nodded. We continued talking and moved on to the physical exam. She lifted up my paper gown, and her voice got really soft and sympathetic, and she said my name under her breath and said, "I don't think it's vain at all."
So if I ever needed confirmation that my boobs are in a truly pitiable condition, I think I just received it.
Before that though, I think I'm going to have to get bladder suspension surgery. It's been two years of physical therapy. My doctor says that PT works for 80% of women, but my injury puts me in the 20% where it's just not going to work. The tissue that's damaged is just different.
She gave me another referral and I think I'm going to try to tackle that this summer. It will be an outpatient procedure, and then four weeks of no heavy lifting. But it will be worth it for all of the freedom I will regain.
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imthefemalemonster · 1 year
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Hopefully this is readable, I am going feral: (Aegond Prompt) A/B/O, Omega Aegon being bred by Alpha Aemond and Aemond is being tender as fuck for his newly presented brother’s first time because before that, everyone just assumed that Aegon was a beta. Now he presented and Viserys was like, yeah ok, I’ll marry you to each other. They got married in quick succession and basically Aemond bred Aegon so good, he got pregnant immediately, and they also do pregnant sex?????????? They got a son and they either name him Argent or Aenys
Thank you so much and hopefully my brain word vomit is coherent enough!
ANOOON -
I've never written A/B/O dynamics before, I also don't read much of it so I'll need some time to research to make it right ~
Thank you for this, and no worries it was perfectly understandable, I really want to explore Aegond more and especially if it means making Aemond fuck his brother (!)
I like the obvious dom/sub (under)tones of A/B/O dynamics (it's always how I'm the most comfortable writing Aemond tbh) - I'm very interested (looking respectfully (like a whore) at you request)
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Feeding
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Imagine you started to dated Bill Skarsgård and he is a single father to his daughter Meghan and your milk comes in.
Warning Breastfeeding.
November 5th, 2018
You look just liked your daddy," You said with a smile as you moved a piece of Meghan's hair back with your finger .
Meghan coos up at you.
Let's get you a bottle," You said with a smile as you lay her in your other arm as you grabbed a clean bottle, and pour a little cup of baby formula and then filled it with water.
Meghan lets out a cry.
I'm almost done, " You said with a smile as you put the bottle in the bottle warmer.
You let it cool before you shake it and put it in her mouth.
There you go," You said with a smile as you watch her drink her bottle.
Y/n," Bill called.
I'm in the living room with Meghan," You called.
There are my two favorite people," Bill said with a smile as he sits down by you on the couch .
Good job," You said with a smile as you lay the empty bottle on the table before you lay her on your shoulder before you start to tap her back and she lets out a big burp.
Good job," You said with a smile as you clean her mouth.
Meghan lets out a yawn before she closes her eyes.
Sweet dreams ," You said with a smile as you lay meghan in her swing and then cover her with a blanket.
You are amazing with her," Bill said as he smiled at you as he pulled you closer to him.
Thank you. Meghan loves my breasts and she always get happy when she lays her face on them ," You said with a smile.
Ik. It always helps when she starts to cry and I just lay her on those and she stops crying ," Bill said as he grinned at you .
My doctor had called me today and told me what is going on," You said as you rub his knuckles .
What did your doctor say," Bill asked as he gave you a little smile.
This was weird bc I haven't been pregnant. My milk is coming in and it's freaking me out," You said as you rub his knuckles.
What. How is that possible bc you said that you haven't been pregnant," Bill asked as he gave you a little smile.
I told her that I'm around a baby all time and she explained that the milk can come in bc I'm around the baby all time and it might have triggered my milk ," You said with a sad smile.
Hey. Ik that you are scared but everything is going to be ok," Bill said as he gave you a little smile.
How is this going to work bc I'm not meghan 's mother and I love her as if she was my own baby and her drinking baby formula and it's going to be weird for her to go from baby formula to breastmilk , "You said with a sad smile.
Ik that it's going be weird bc she will get used to it," Bill said as he smiled at you.
You give him a smile .
( Seven Days Later ) November 12th, 2018
Everything is going be fine. She will be covered with a blanket while I shop ," You said with a smile.
Ik that but I'm scared about Paparazzi," Bill said as he gave you a little smile as he rubs your knuckle .
Why don't you come with me ," You asked as you gave him a smile.
Ok," Bill said as he smiled at you .
( Target )
You glanced at Bill before you put meghan's car seat in front of the cart.
You moved the blanket more before you grab breast therapy packs and nursing pads, a breast pump and test strips and lays them in the cart.
Are you ok ," You asked with a smile as you grab lanolin cream and a nursing pillow and nursing scarf and lays them in the cart.
Yeah, I am. Are you sure that you are ok about this, "Bill asked as he gave you a shy smile.
Yeah. I'm completely fine with it and I'm doing it for meghan," You said with a smile.
You grab breastmilk bottle set and breast milk storage bags and lactation drink mix, nipple shields and lay them in the cart.
You glanced at him before you grab lactation cheddar crisps and a baby carrier and lay them in the cart.
Your total is $ 372.19
You put your credit card in and the approved sign came up.
You take the credit card out and put it in your wallet.
Meghan let's out a whine .
Shh. Ik that you are hungry," You said with a smile as you lay the nursing pillow around you and pulled your shirt up a little, and then moved meghan to your breast.
She lactates on .
Meghan looked up at you with her big green eyes like her father's.
This feels so weird," You thought.
You were pulled out of your thoughts by sucking sounds coming from meghan.
There you go little one," You said with a smile as you run your finger down her cheek.
She seems to be enjoying herself ," Bill said as he gave you a smile as he sits down by you on the couch.
Yeah. This feels so weird but in a good way," You said with a smile.
You will get used to it ," Bill said as he smiled at you .
You looked at him before a smile came upon your face.
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thrills me to know that the dumbest, most morally bankrupt people on earth think that noted formula baby yours truly should have died in infancy because the feeling is extremely fucking mutual!
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thotofthecentury · 4 months
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okay but What do you think Angela’s favourite sex position would be? For me She would have many favourites, there’s many things she wants to try like imagine she’s showing you a PH video and be like ‘Can we try that?’ ‘Wouldn’t it be hot if I did that to you?’ Like you know damn well (Is the ‘You know damn well’ my catchphrase??) she wanted to try Adult-Breastfeeding with you at some point
If it is your catchphrase, it’s a good one.
Ok why would watching PH with Angela and her saying she wants to try something really cute…
I feel like she’d love to lie next to you in bed on her side while you’re on your back with her hand between your thighs, so her face can be next to yours so she can kiss your face and neck and whisper to you
But also I think she’d love to be on top of you while you wear a strap
also not exactly doggy but her with a strap behind you while you are lying stomach down on the bed so her body can be completely pressed against yours
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ctitan98official · 1 month
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Anonymous: Not sure if this is possible but could you do a lactation yandere fic? With either Alcina or Mother Miranda?
¿Por qué no los dos? I, uh, decided to write Yandere!Mirancina x Y/N. I couldn’t choose who I wanted to write about and I love them both so much T^T But just to be clear, while there are moments of humor in this, it’s actually quite dark because Y/N is unwilling. It’s not sexual or anything, however, I still need to make this disclaimer. Please take care of yourself and don’t read if this has the potential to make you uncomfortable ❤️
TW/CW: Unhealthy relationships
You’re rather new to the village. You just moved here from a slightly larger town close by and were looking for work. You’ve heard rumors about the area, but you need to eat and the… “Career opportunities” At home are slim to none. You came here, hoping for any job really, and bumped into the Duke. He’s been a great friend to you and offered you a job as his assistant right away.
You pack up orders, fix stuff, and keep track of the books. You’re a natural and Duke finds himself incredibly grateful to have your help. So grateful, in fact, that he lets you crash at an old cabin he used to live in.
You don’t know what you would have done without him.
Today, you and Duke are currently packing orders. Nothing really out of the ordinary has happened… Yet. Let’s just say that things are about to change…
“Y/N, would you do me a favor and run this package up to castle Dimitrescu?” Duke suddenly asks, handing you a parcel he’s just wrapped. “One of my best customers lives there. Normally, I don’t do deliveries, but… Where there’s coin to be made,” The joyful man cackles.
You quirk an eyebrow. “Wait… You mean that castle?!” You say, pointing at the eerie structure on the edge of the village. “B-but, I can’t!” You say, shivering in fear. “It looks like it should be in a horror movie or something!”
Duke sighs. “Lady Dimitrescu is… intimidating, yes, but as long as you’re polite to her staff and don’t break anything you’ll be fine,” He reassures.
That doesn’t ease your nerves much.
“But, umm, the thing you need to know is…” Duke trails off, trying to find the best choice of words.
You blink incredulously. Even he can’t find a way to spin this. How is that supposed to make you feel better?
Duke finally clears his throat and continues. “You will have to make sure you conduct yourself as… Reverently as possible while you’re at the castle because… Um…” Duke furrows his brows and looks around to make sure no one is near. “Here, come closer, Y/N,” He says, leaning in.
You step forward and Duke places a steadying hand on your shoulder. “You see, Y/N… Lady Dimitrescu’s wife is actually… Mother Miranda,” He whispers.
Your eyes widen. “Wait, you mean, like… The ruler of the village?” You ask, completely caught off guard. You don’t know much about the village’s traditions and customs, but Mother Miranda is an unavoidable topic.
Duke nods at your question. “I hope you know that I wouldn’t ask you to do this if I had any better options, Y/N. But I can’t just tell Lady Dimitrescu and Mother Miranda to send a servant to come get the package. They both expect the best service I can provide and I aim to please,” He grimaces, seemingly annoyed by the power dynamics at play. “So, my friend… Will you help me?” He asks, whipping out some surprisingly effective puppy dog eyes.
You groan. “Damn it, Duke,” You grind out. “I don’t-”
Duke claps his hands happily. “I knew you’d agree!” He cheers. He slaps you proudly on the back and points you in the right direction. “Don’t get lost, don’t get distracted, and try not to get killed, okay?” He says, deliberately murmuring the last part.
“Wait, what was that-?”
“So long, friend!” Duke says, gently pushing you away.
You huff as you look at the winding path to the castle. It’s snowing rather hard and you can tell it will be a long trip.
Your teeth chatter as you start on your trek. You sing songs to pass the time and try to come up with ways to occupy your mind.
But, after a while… You’re having trouble breathing and you begin to grow dizzy. You feel a stab of panic. This is a tell-tale sign that you’re developing hypothermia. You feel so exhausted. Maybe… Maybe you should just sit and take a rest for a minute. Yeah, that sounds nice…
You lie the package on the side of the icy path you’re taking and slump down next to it. Your eyes begin to shut, but just before you lose consciousness… A graceful figure swoops across your vision. It looked like a woman, but wait… Were those wings?
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You awake some time later to hear two voices. You try to look around, but your eyelids feel so heavy. Since you can’t find the strength to open your eyes, you settle for listening instead. The voices belong to two women. They seem to be fawning over something and one is playfully scolding the other for not sharing.
“Draga, you’ve been holding them long enough! I agreed to let you feed them first, so I should be allowed to have some extra cuddle time,” Alcina says, crossing her arms and pouting at Miranda.
Miranda smiles at her wife. “Exactly, dear. And they’ve been asleep this whole time. Once they wake up and I feed them you can hold them. I found them after all,” She points out and looks down at you adoringly. She nuzzles her face into your hair, enjoying holding her new baby.
Alcina huffs and sits down next to Miranda. She gently runs her fingers along your cheek before conceding. “Alright, draga. You win,” She says and wraps an arm around her wife.
… You don’t know what the hell is going on. You realize that you’re being held and you’re so comfortable. Whoever is snuggling you is very warm. You try with all your might to open your eyes and after a few seconds you are finally successful. Your vision is blurry at first, but it soon clears… Just in time for you to wish it hadn’t.
Alcina gasps when she sees you looking at her. “Well, hello, draga,” She coos, cupping your cheek.
At Alcina’s greeting, Miranda quickly looks down at you and grins. “Hello, my darling,” She says gently and kisses the top of your head. “Did you sleep well?” She giggles.
Umm… Are you dreaming? This is… Mother Miranda. And Lady Dimitrescu! They’re acting like they know you, but… The way they’re looking at you is… Gentle. Excited. Almost like… They love you?
Suddenly, Mother Miranda begins carefully shifting you in her arms so she can take her shirt off.
What the hell?!
You blush furiously. “I… Uh! M-Mother Miranda!” You helplessly spew, hoping she will stop.
… The two women just gush over you. Kind of like they’re looking at a puppy.
“Oh, how sweet. They already know who you are, draga,” Alcina says to her wife and gently rubs your head.
Miranda smirks at the brunette. “Of course they do, dear. Everyone knows Mother Miranda,” She says proudly. She looks down at you and shushes you softly as she continues to unbutton her blouse. “Oh, it’s alright, lovey. Mommy’s going to feed you and you will feel so much better,” She promises.
Your cheeks burn harshly. Did… She just call herself your ‘Mommy’?
… What kind of creepy sex cult have you stumbled into?
You begin to squirm against her hold. “Um, with all due respect, I-I’m not really into… Whatever this is,” You say, gesturing between the two women.
Alcina laughs at this as Miranda finally gets her shirt off.
“Oh, I think our little one is trying to say something,” Miranda feigns ignorance at your protest. She easily takes her bra off and… Now you are cuddled to her bare chest.
“H-Hey! Let me go! All I was trying to do was deliver a package! Duke’s gonna be pissed if I don’t get back soon!” You splutter. You wriggle against the blonde’s hold but it’s apparent that your struggle is useless. This woman is immovable.
Miranda leans down and nuzzles her nose against yours. “Shh, shh, shh, little one. Mommy’s here,” She assures.
You continue to thrash, but Miranda soon presses you firmly to her chest. Her hold is not uncomfortable, you just… Can’t really move.
“Everything is alright, draga. Just relax and let your mommy feed you,” Alcina soothes, running her fingers through your hair. “Next time, I’ll get to feed you. We’ll both take such good care of you, baby,” She promises.
Miranda nods in agreement at Alcina’s words. She begins to hum to you gently and opens your mouth, placing her nipple in it.
Your eyes shoot wide open. Is she trying to… Breastfeed you?!
What.
The actual.
Fuck?
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notund · 2 months
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this post's hypothetical by itself is already ridiculous but the thing that gets me is how the wording implies two very funny things that become funnier in tandem
1. "Accidentally, the pitcher tosses a Christian baby" means this is a mistake on the pitcher's part. i imagine the pitcher is breastfeeding on the field and they pitch and they look down at their hands and they see the ball still in the glove and they go "fuck"
2. hitting the baby will still win you the game
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raitonsfw · 1 month
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Lactation kink with Gojo? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ~🕊
18+ mdni, mentions of pregnancy, breastfeeding, & having a kid with gojo satoru.
god, just imagine…
your breasts were so fucking sore from being pregnant– the constant ache of them barely letting you go about your day and gojo was no help to you.
ever since you had his kid, the milk that leaked from you intrigued him– his cock sprouting up every time he caught a glimpse of your shirt wet from breastfeeding.
“–toru, honey not again.” you’d moan out as he gripped onto your nursing bra, hands working quickly to unclasp it for you.
then he had you on your back within seconds, propped up with a million pillows so you would be comfy because well… you’d be here for a while. unless the baby cried of course.
“can’t help it… need ‘t taste you.” he’d groan as soon as your breasts bounced in front of his face, his tongue lapping up towards one of your swollen nipples.
his eyes would flutter shut as he sucked, drenching it with saliva as your milk spilled out in his mouth. it was sweet– succulent and he just couldn’t get enough; every since you accidently squirted him while riding him a few weeks prior. 
it had been a total accident– you just squeezed them subconsciously ‘cause he felt so good inside you, your tummy poking out slightly and you were getting there; you were so closeee and you vaguely felt your nipple leak a fountain as you fondled them in your palms. 
then you saw the expression of your husband, his bright eyes blinking back shock– and mostly the milk that you sprayed him with. one swipe of his fingers against his cheek and into his mouth; he was addicted and had latched onto you ever since. 
sometimes it felt like you had two kids– when gojo would straight up sulking the corner as you fed his kid and not him.
and when you had just enough for him, his teeth would graze your sensitive nipples as he pouted up at you– just to a lil spiteful. he was selfish of course, once he got a taste…
he didn’t wanna share. 
a/n: this made me salivate as soon as you dropped it into my asks 🕊️. how about i write a million more of these yeah? also like my first thought was like 'gojo lactating?' (took me a few minutes, as i was consuming satosugu content moments prior to the ask 😂😂)
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jymwahuwu · 4 months
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How will Jing Yuan be obsessed with your nipples >_< titjob…
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-CW: yandere, dub-con, molestation, lactation kink, titjob
If you have medium/full breasts, they can be squeezed to create a cleavage:
The general's hands cupped the outer edges of your breasts, kneading them mercilessly like dough, his thumbs rubbing your swollen and sensitive nipples, occasionally pinching them lightly. At least three times a week, push your slutty breasts to the middle, clamp his swollen cock and rub it, making little sounds and moans. What he didn't expect was that you could cum so many times in this situation…
Jing Yuan wants you to be able to produce milk, but he doesn’t really want to inject drugs into your cute nipples because of the possible side effects :( No, he doesn’t really believe in those promises from Space Pharmaceuticals. Those galactagogues are not a substitute for natural milk. He openly read some hentai about humiliation and lactation on his mobile phone in public, and imagined that the slightly fake and cute protagonist with big breasts was you, and others thought he was reading official documents.
If you have small/flat breasts and can’t squeeze out a cleavage:
It doesn't affect the general's love for your breasts at all <3! Some rude people talk about small breasts being inferior to large breasts, they have no taste. If you are not confident in this area, you are destined to be overwhelmed by the general's caress, because he will repeatedly praise and tease your nipples, suck and kiss them. Lots of wet kisses, dripping with crystal clear water. Holding his thick cock to slaps your nipples and rubs them, causing your nipples to bulge.
In the same way, Jing Yuan will imagine that your breasts can leak milk. This time he was searching for hentai in which the flat-chested protagonist had her nipples rubbed and abused a lot until milk could flow out. Still, he didn't like to see the main characters having spouses or anything like that. He likes to imagine that the protagonist's husband is him.
Moreover, no matter what size breasts you have, Jing Yuan will send you those hentai links…the titles are too explicit, such as "Endless Breastfeeding after Being Caught", "XX Planet Breastfeeding"…
Help, you really want to block him…
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natsxaddiction · 2 years
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Mama!Natasha Romanov x Daughter!Wanda Maximoff
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Summary: Held captive in an enclosed space for years, Former Avenger Natasha Romanoff devises a plan on her daughter’s fifth birthday to set them free
Warnings: sexual assault, kidnapping, violence, language, children conceived through sexual assault, angst, mentions of suicide, murder (just a lot of pain)
W/c: 91k
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Any questions or ask will be tagged as #roomau
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spacebarbarianweird · 3 months
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I've found a few fics that hc that Astarion purrs when he's happy (Catstarion supremacy lol). Do you think he might if he felt safe enough with Tav?
I am 100% on board with that! I know that bats purr a little bit different from cats but it's not like bats=vampires.
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Purring Astarion
Vampires can purr.
They purr when they are safe, happy, and content.
Like cats.
But have you ever seen a happy vampire?
Never. It's as rare as a vampire who can walk in the sunlight.
They suffer. They starve. They hate themselves.
They are tortured. Beaten. Hunted.
They are never safe enough to do so.
Astarion's life used to be hell. There wasn't a single good thing in his pathetic existence.
But he is free now. Cared. Loved.
He can do whatever he wants.
And he isn't alone. He has a person to hold, to talk to, and to share his feelings with.
Who can sit for hours playing with his curls while he trauma-dumps them about the most horrible events of his life.
Astarion learns about new ways of intimacy - bathing together, holding hands, cuddling.
One day, he wakes up after an especially bad nightmare. He doesn't remember what exactly he saw, but it was so unsettling he scratches his skin with his sharp nails.
When you return and see Astarion like that, you place him above you like a weighted blanket.
Pressing his head against your chest and stroking his back.
Your heartbeat and breathing soothe him, and he stops crying.
You lie like that for what seems like an eternity in silence.
He is happy.
At this moment, he realizes that the last six months have become a counterweight to two hundred years of misery.
Astarion relaxes and feels like falling asleep.
You hear a weird sound, as if there was a big cat beside you.
Purring.
You hug Astarion tighter and realize the purring comes from his chest and throat.
He probably isn't even aware of it.
The sound is nice and pleasant, but the very idea is hilarious, and you burst out laughing.
"What - What is this?" Astarion elbows up, staring at you. "Did I do something wrong?"
There is a weird sensation in his throat, and he shakes his head in disbelief.
"You were purring! Like a cat!"
Astarion is shocked.
It's not like he is fond of the idea that his body reacts so openly to feeling good.
(As if having an erection any time you do something playful wasn't enough to embarrass him).
But all his doubts fade into the background as he realizes how much you like it.
It's like having a big cat in your bed who doesn't try to run away if you squeeze it too hard.
And it's a good indication if Astarion really feels good or just pretends.
Sometimes, you think he feels off, only to hear soft purring from his chest.
Sometimes everything is great, but you don't hear this pleasant vibration.
And you also soon realize that if you make Astarion sit between your thighs, his back pressed against your chest, and start playing with his ears and curls, he immediately starts purring.
Safe, loved, protected. Like a happy cat.
Bonus:
You and Astarion have a dhampir-daughter
You two wonder how many vampiric traits your daughter has inherited.
Will she be able to walk on ceilings? Will she have fast regeneration?
You will find it later, but now you have a newborn girl, who isn't really fond of the idea of being pushed into this unpredictable world.
Once you finish the first breastfeeding session, the girl closes her dark eyes…
And start purring like a tiny kitten.
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