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lis-likes-fics · 6 months

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Mine

Pairings: Klaus Mikaelson x werewolf!Reader Word Count: 2.3k words Kink: Biting/Marking Warnings: NSFW, biting, claiming, fingering, oral (f!receiving), p in v, unprotected sex... A/N: Yeah, I'm so tired of writing smut rn but fuck it, we ball. we are halfway through (should be more than halfway but shhh) and we will persevere. Thanks for your patience and enjoy!

Your back slammed into the wall as Klaus' strong hands grasped your hips. His lips smacked against yours. You sighed against him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and weaving your fingers into his hair.

He took your lip between his teeth and bit down, kissing you again. Hungry lips moved to devour one another, tongues clashed and fought as the tension in the air turned to heavy heat. Your breath was loud, gasps and sighs escaping you at his touch.

His kiss was heaven, and your head spun as you tasted him. His hands moved to your sides, gripping you to bring you closer to him, even if your bodies were already pressed together so closely. You hummed when his lips pressed to your throat. His teeth darted out to nibble at your skin, red marks arising as he leaned your head back to continue his conquests.

"Klaus," you mumbled, your eyes fluttering shut and your mouth parting.

"You taste absolutely delicious, little pup," he smirked, his teeth clasping around your shoulder in a rather large almost-bite.

You moaned when his large hand came up to cup your breast and grasped, sending beautiful sensations straight to your core as another muffled moan slipped from your throat where he bit and sucked and lapped at your skin.

You were already high off his pleasure. Your body felt so alive.

“Fuck,” you gasped as his teeth brushed that special spot on your neck. You were like putty in his hands as he pressed into you harder, just to keep you from slipping down against the wall as you melted against him. He held you tighter, his grip bruising, and bared as if he was going to take a bite out of you.

You gasped when he took hold of your shirt and ripped it from your body with a foul tear. When you went to moan his name again, he silenced you with his lips, biting down on yours again but fore finding your neck and your shoulder and down to the skin of your breasts peeking out of your bra.

His hunger for you was endless as he continued to suck and bite, pulling blood underneath the surface of your skin and creating mark after mark in his quest to claim you.

And he didn't stop there. His mouth traveled further until he was breaching your jeans, working at them as he lavished teeth and tongue at your belly.

Just looking down at him now, you could see how many marks were beginning to form all over you. He was marking his territory, staking his claim like a painter to a finished work of art.

He pulled your jeans down your legs, but he skips straight to your thighs with the intention of marking you up there as well. It takes everything you have to stay standing, to avoid melting in his hold as his hands keep you still by your hips and his lips lavish your skin.

He continued the graze of his teeth until your panties were being slipped down your legs. You were bare, the bottom half of your body entirely naked for him to gaze upon and admire. You held onto his shoulders as he grasped your waist, licking your lips while you took his shirt in your hands and pulled it off of him to expose the expanse of his chest. He was strong and lean, and it showed.

You felt his fingers first, his middle finger brushing through your folds all of the sudden to collect your wetness on his digits with a groan. “I haven’t even touched you, and you’re dripping,” Klaus smiled. “Is this all for me, little pup?”

You let out a breathy moan as you nodded. “Yeah. All for you.” He smirked proudly at you, his grin crooked and his eyes dark with lust. His middle finger buried itself inside of you, sinking in all the way as he curled it against that spongy spot within you. A moan slipped past your lips, too loud and too exposing as your hips moved with the curl of his finger.

He coaxed you with his finger a while longer before pulling it out of you, listening interestedly to your disappointed sigh. You watched as he stuck his finger soaked in your arousal between his lips and sucked. You bit your lip.

He hummed, “Absolutely divine.” And then he went in for a better taste.

Klaus leaned forward and your lips parted so delicately when his tongue darted out to lick you. Your breath hitched, halting in your throat as his hot tongue delved between your folds. Like fire coursing through your veins, the warmth consumed you. You melted into him and your hips jerked, seeking his mouth.

His lips wrapped around your pussy, tasting you with an intoxicated moan. When he sucked on your clit, your breath trembled and a whimper managed to weave its way through your vocal chords. His talented tongue glided through your folds, plunging inside of you. He was addicted to your taste as he hummed against you.

He separated from you for a moment to look at you, replacing his tongue with two thick fingers as he stuffed you with them, curling and pumping and spreading them inside you. His lips were swollen from being kissed and bitten, wet with spit and arousal. He stared at you with dark, primal eyes.

“Do you like that, pet?” You mewled. “I know you do. I can hear it in your pretty little moans, I can feel it in the way you squeeze around my fingers…”

“It feels so good,” you sighed, nodding and allowing your hips to seek him out.

He buried his face between your legs again, pulling a leg over his shoulder as he did. His tongue flicked at your clit and drove you insane, worse when he sucked in it. It was not long before you were begging him to let you come, and he didn't deny you. He wanted to taste all of you, conquer all of you.

"Come, darling. Let go for me. Let me taste you,” he urged, curling his fingers and rubbing at your clit with his thumb. Your body shuddered as you clenched tightly around his fingers, a moan slipping from your lips as you gasped. His hot tongue lapped against you, dipping inside of you to collect everything you gave to him. He grasped your thigh to keep you still as he kept you spread for him, loving every moment of being on his knees for you and watching you come undone.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Look at you. So beautiful.”

You carded your fingers through his hair as you came down, taking a breath and smiling. “Not so bad yourself, handsome.” He raised a playful brow at you, taking hold of you as he hoisted your other leg onto his other shoulder and stood. He carried you on his shoulders like you weighed nothing, and you held onto him as you laughed, hoping he wouldn’t drop you on the way to the bed.

Klaus dropped you onto the bed, smiling down at you as he climbed over the bed and over your body and kissed you, bending down to devour your lips and add a few more bite marks and hickeys to your flesh (as if you hadn’t already received enough of them).

When you heard the sound of his belt buckle clinking, you shuddered against him and tightened your legs around his waist. He took your lip between his teeth and tried not to bite too hard before he unfastened your legs around him and turned you over onto your belly. You moaned at the idea, readjusting yourself to stand on your hands and knees as he grabbed your ass and kneaded the flesh in his hand.

He kissed your shoulder, humming to himself at the new territory he had yet to make his mark on. “I’m going to fill you now, my little pup. I’ll have you trembling before long.”

You already were as a shudder ran down your spine. “Please do.”

He smiled to himself, taking himself from his pants as he pulled down down and off his legs. You could feel his hot length pressing against your fold, sighing at the feeling as he took himself in his hand and pumped his cock twice.

When he entered you, you gasped. Your mouth fell open and your eyes rolled to the back of your head as his cock made you feel nice and full as he pushed in inch by delicious inch. “Be a good pet and moan for me,” he groaned. You clenched around his cock and felt a moan slip from your lips.

His cock slid in and out of you in long, slow strokes as he filled you to the brim. You bit down on your bottom lip, your eyes closing as you breathed a heavy sigh. As you continued to tighten around him, he grasped your waist tighter and tighter, pushing himself deep inside of you as he slowly lost a grip on his measured thrusts. A groan rumbled in his chest as he sighed. He was hardly slow or gentle as he rocked in and out of your squeezing cunt. He was paced, although his rough thrusts were not as forgiving anymore, and they left you pleading for more. You threw your head back as a stifled moan caught in your throat.

“Fuck, Klaus,” you huffed.

Rather than respond, he just bent down to press his chest to your back as his lips and teeth continued their conquest. His teeth were not as dull as he became more and more consumed by pleasure. The dull cut of his fangs grazed the skin of your back.

The pleasure echoed off your bones just as your sounds echoed off the walls of the bedroom. Your open mouth was unrestrained with noise of lust and passion. The arousal was leaking down your flesh, painting the insides of your thighs like a canvas, offering a generous lather of paint to the space. His cock spearing into you made the dirtiest sounds—skin on skin, wet against wet.

You fist the sheets as he fucked you. One of his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly as he pulled you back to meet his thrusts. Your legs were a trembling mess, your arms were slowly dwindling in the strength they needed to hold you up. You lost track of your moans, you could hardly hear yourself begging Klaus to keep going.

"More," you begged, despite the loss of breath in your lungs, despite the haze of your mind. You chased the pleasure, pleading for it to swallow you whole as you took all that he gave you. "Please, more." He cursed under his breath.

He braced one hand next to your head as you reached out to grab it. His breath was loud in your ear, full of broken moans disguised as heavy grunts.

"I like you begging," he purred in your ear.

You clenched around him, whimpering at the feeling of his cock keeping you full as his hips thrust into you. "Please let me cum, Klaus," you moaned. "I need it, feels so good. Please."

He hummed deeply, satisfied with your pleas as he smiled. "Very well, then," he said, his thrusts becoming a little rougher and his hands gripping you a little tighter. You nearly cried out when his finger found your clit, pressing down and rubbing rhythmically as he worked to push you over the edge.

You were getting so close, addicted to the passionate rock of his cock inside you. Your pussy fluttered as you grew nearer and nearer to your release. You could tell he was close too, with the way his breaths become moans, the way his thrusts become a little bit more erratic.

“Klaus,” you gasped. “Klaus, please. Gonna cum!”

He kept going, his breath fast and deep. "Cum for me, love." His thumb moved quicker, and the sparks went wild in your belly. You moaned deeply as you squeezed around his cock, your breath stuck in your throat for a moment as your orgasm washed over you.

He gripped you tighter by the hips, moaning at the feeling of your pussy fluttering around him as you clenched his cock in a snug fit inside you. He cursed under his breath, burying his head in the crook of your neck. You felt his sharp fangs graze your skin, teasing your flesh for a moment as he kept rocking into you. With a few rough thrusts of his hips, he buried his cock as far inside of you as he could go as he came.

Your vision blurred and you gasped when his teeth sunk into your skin, piercing your flesh and burning in your veins like a fierce ecstasy. He groaned roughly as he spilled inside of you, rutting his hips a couple more times as he rode out his high.

He pulled away from you, kissing the bite mark Imprinted into your skin as he claimed you with much more than a simple love bite. He sighed deeply, a pleased hum slipping past his lips before he pulled out of you.

You sat back on your knees as you caught your breath, bringing your hand to your shoulder where he'd buried his teeth. "Did you claim me?" you asked, looking up at him in surprise.

He disappeared one moment and reappeared in the next, a damp cloth in his hand as he rounded you once more. He wrapped an arm around you from behind and kissed your neck again, licking the skin and taking it between his teeth once more.

"You're mine," he whispered.

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neteyamsyawntu · 6 months

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Kinktober 15

S i z e D i f f e r e n c e

Neteyam x Human!Reader

✨Friendly Disclaimer: The content of this story contains aged-up characters! If this is something that makes you uncomfortable, please feel free to click or scroll away. The last thing I want is for anyone to read something they are uncomfortable with, however if you decide to interact with any negativity, you will be blocked from my blog as a result.

Warnings: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, P in V, fingering, interspecies relationship, full nelson position, dom!Nete, mean!Nete, dirty talk, vulgar language, size kink, belly bulge. Original Nete art by @cinetrix

A thick warmth slithered through your core. A physical manifestation of desire and need, fueling your every move as your hips frantically bucked against the large palm of your na’vi mate. His thick fingers, loving lodged into your cunt, stroking and caressing your soft walls, emitting squelching noises from a mixture of your tightness and dripping essence, echoing off the walls of your bedroom. Again the surge of warmth roars in the depths of your stomach and again, you find yourself rolling your hips more roughly against his hand. “Teyam… please…” you plead, incautiously wrapping your small, feeble hand around his wrist in attempts to shove his already deep fingers further into you. This of course wasn’t the first time you had been intimate with your lover and your body had adjusted to taking his fingers rather easily by now. It was almost painstakingly so that when you would beg your mate for more, he would sympathetically reject your proposal, to give you his dick. Neteyam let’s out a soft groan, nuzzling into the crook of your neck while he simultaneously palms himself through his loincloth.

His groan is one of both pleasure and frustration, placing a firm and tender kiss on your pulse to soothe your nerves, “Please yawne, let us enjoy each other like this…” Neteyam knew very clearly of your wishes, hell even he couldn’t deny how badly he craved more than anything to feel your pussy desperately clinging to him as you stretched around his cock, yet his better judgment deterred him from giving into them. His biggest priority above anything was your safety and if he were ever to fail by no fault other than his own recklessness, Neteyam would probably cease to be able to even look at you properly, let alone allow himself the gift of being in your company. A tightness in your chest accompanied with a familiar stinging in your eyes began to fester, as the rejection at yet another one of your advances was pushing you to your limits. With your grip tightening on his wrist, you hastily withdraw his hand from between your thighs, his two fingers soaked in your juices. With a confused look, Neteyam watches you scoot up to sit on your bed, pulling your knees to your chest, his brows furrow as he realizes you are purposely hiding yourself from him, your eyes cast to the opposite wall of the room.

Neteyam sighs, adjusting his own position in attempts to move closer and grant you proper comfort, yet you shift away from his touch, sending a pang of hurt to his heart. “Y/N I know it is frustrating, but please try to understand-.”, “-I know, you don’t want to hurt me, I get it… but how can you be so certain that you will?” You retort, shooting him your own expression of distaste. Your sudden change in tone makes Neteyam’s jaw reflexively tighten, closing his eyes momentarily while he takes in a calming breath. “We’ve already had this conversation, my love. Many times.”, “Then why do you keep fighting it? I know you want this just as much as I do. You have to!” You fume, voice cracking as your eyes well with frustrated tears, repressed insecurities now slowly creeping their way to the surface, “Do you not want to be tied to me in such an intimate way, is that it? Am I that undesirable to you that I’m only worth a little fun to get yourself off?!” Your words were like poison to his ears, Neteyam couldn’t even truly wrap his head around whether you really meant this or not.

With his ears flattened, Neteyam reaches out for you again, placing his hand on your thigh, “Ma’ Y/N… I am already tied to you like I am to no other. If I could keep you all to myself, I would have it no other way. There is no one else I would rather have as my mate.”. Your heart clenched at his words, now of course feeling ridiculously guilty and stupid for your accusation, your tears calmly rolled down your cheeks as you placed your hand atop his, “Then why won’t you at least try to “properly” mate with me! I don’t care how much bigger you are than me, be rough with me, give into your urges, hurt me- I don’t care!”. Neteyam stuck his tongue in his cheek as his nose scrunched in a slight snarl, retracting his hand from your thigh to create a distance between the two of you. “No. I will not put you at risk. End of story.” He says simply glaring down at your small form. You scoff, eyeing him wildly before promptly hopping off of your bed, bending down to grab your clothes, quickly pulling your shirt over your head and beginning to step into your shorts. “What are you doing?” Neteyam asks confused, his eyes trained on you as you made your way to the door, “I’m tired of being treated like some fragile antique. So until you get over your little fear, I’m off limits. No touching.” You huff, twisting the door handle only opening to a slightly ajar position until it is quickly shut from behind you, a large, blue, 3 fingered hand pressed to the door just above your head.

“Y/N you are acting like a child throwing this tantrum.” He grumbles from above you, his massive frame pinning you to the door without even having to lay a finger on you. Turning around you lift your head to look at him directly, crossing your arms as you lean back on the door frame, “So what? Clearly your desire to touch me isn’t as strong as you lead on, so why not just stop all together?”. Neteyam’s nose wrinkled as it scrunched further, showing a bit of his fangs in the process. His other hand shifted to grab your wrist, bringing your hand to his still very obvious and large erection, placing it over the fabric of his tewng to let you feel it’s firmness, “Is this not proof enough of how much I want you? How much my body craves you.” You simply stare up at him unphased, cocking a brow as if to say, “is that all?”. Noting that this display is doing nothing to ease your mind, Neteyam slowly crouches down to your level, his hand slowly traveling up your side, fingers delicately trailing from your hand to your shoulder, then up to your cheek, caressing it gently, his gaze intense and enticing, before he drops his hand to your waist, letting it circle around your backside. A sudden gasp escapes you when you are pulled flush against his chest, forced to stand between his gargantuan legs, leaning his face to press his lips against your ear, “You are really starting to get on my nerves, little one…”.

With a deep rumbling growl in his chest, moves both hands to forcibly push your shorts and panties down to your ankles, before pressing a palm to your rear and easily scooping you into his arms. “Teyam!” You exclaim struggling in his hold, before he drastically changes his handling of you, allowing one arm to drop while the other only supports your buttock. With a slight yelp, your arms quickly pull themselves around his neck to bring yourself tightly against his front as Neteyam stood to his full height, lifting you off the ground with him. Ignoring your protests Neteyam walks to a corner of the room, leaning his back into it while watching you struggle to keep yourself secure on his torso. “Teyam please I’ll fall!”, you plead, wrapping your legs around his waist, using all of your upper body strength to keep yourself from falling ass first onto the floor. “No. Don’t you dare fall.” Neteyam growls, slightly shifting the hand that was holding your ass to slide his fingers between your folds, gathering your remaining arousal to spread it over your intimates. Your body shivers at the sudden contact, brows pinching together as your trembling limbs make it harder for you to stay in position. “Net- Neteyam please… my legs- I can’t-.”, “-No, you want to act like a brat? Hold yourself up, tawtute.” He orders, sliding his fingers further to begin flicking wildly at your clit, intensifying the shivering in your legs. With a desperate yet pleasured cry, your arms tighten themself around his neck, locking in place by grabbing your opposite elbows. With his other hand, Neteyam scoops the length of your hair into his fist, pulling it off of your neck to give him plenty of flesh to feast on, his lips almost immediately finding home on your pulse, nibbling at it roughly.

Your back arches, mouth falling open to allow your moans to escape freely. The sensation of your sensitive nub being so carelessly ravaged caused an instinctive jerk of your hips, willing your legs to cling as tight as they could to his sides. “Fuuck, Teyam! Oh god…” you whine, leaning your cheek against his head as he eagerly lapped at your neck, decorating it in several dark marks. You could already feel how wet you were getting, noting how Neteyam’s fingers got slipper the more he continued to stroke you, occasionally sweeping his digits across your folds to gather more of your juices only to spread them over your clit and continue rubbing it in extremely tight circles, “Eywa… you’re dripping wet, yawne. My eager little tawtute is so desperate to be fucked, aren’t you?”. Your toes curl as your clit is overstimulated, pushing you to your limits as you can feel yourself struggling to hold yourself up with the pressure of your oncoming orgasm, your noises of pure ecstasy becoming uncontrollable.

Neteyam’s ears flicked and swiveled at the peak in your voice, his cock throbbed hungrily through the rough fabric of his loincloth. His unusually aggressive touches drew out the most guttural and primal sounds from you that only fed his growing desire to fuck you into a horny heap. While your back arched immensely just as your orgasm was hitting, Neteyam took your climbing voice as a sign to push further, sinking his three fingers directly into your cunt. You cry out, throwing your head back, toes curling tightly as you lock your legs around his waist as much as possible, the minute you feel yourself forgetting to keep your grip. Neteyam’s mind began to check in and out of reality as his self control steadily lessened, groaning at the feeling of your pussy walls fluttering around his fingers. The room is filled with your heavy panting as you tiredly attempt to catch your breath, dipping your head forward to rest against his shoulder, finally feeling some relief and a sense of calm after the storm, your clit still pulsing from its affects. Neteyam watches you in awe, his expression shifting to hold a slight smirk as he nuzzles against the side of your head, “Tired already, yawne? Isn’t this what you wanted?”. You weakly nod in response, a small shaky whine breaking through your lips.

A shiver shoots up your spine when Neteyam’s wet tongue came into contact with the shell of your ear, “Good, but I didn’t say I was done with you.”. Carefully sliding his fingers out of you, Neteyam’s arms then move to firmly secure around your back, prompting you to ease up on your hold and allow your muscles to finally relax, feeling the sudden ache of their strain. Your eyes suddenly shoot open when Neteyam begins to shift your position, turning you around effortlessly to hold your back against his chest. Holding you firmly against him with one arm, Neteyam allows his other hand to slip behind his backside, his fingers masterfully untying his loincloth. All you hear is the bit of fabric drop to the floor, before your body is pulled slightly downward, enough for Neteyam’s now free cock to slide across your plump ass. Saying nothing, but letting out low groans, Neteyam shifts his arms under your knees and looping them under your armpits, locking his hands behind your head. “Wai- aah! Teyam, what are you…?” You whine, squirming slightly in the odd position, when Neteyam takes the initiative to use your body as if it were his own personal toy, shifting you back and forth to glide the shaft of his cock along your folds.

“I’m going to do what you asked of me, yawne- I’m giving into my urges.” Neteyam’s head feels like it’s spinning, almost as if he’s in a dream state as his instincts scream at him to hurry up and take you. Releasing a low gravely hum, Neteyam angles your body to line you up with his cock, it’s fat tip prodding your entrance intently, waiting for the moment to push it inside to feel your gummy walls wrap around him at last. His cock twitches needily at the thought of it, giving your folds a light tap. You could feel your pulse picking up rapidly, the position you were folded into completely immobilized you from escaping his grasp. Of course you had asked for this and while part of you was admittedly nervous, the hold of his strong arms mixed with that of the way his tip so lovingly glided against your folds only fueled your own hunger. Then you felt it, pressure. The pressure of Neteyam making his first attempts to push himself inside of you, his tip now lathered with your juices, slides in slowly with a bit of a push. Your eyes almost rolled into the back of your head that very moment, yet you had to remain composed, wanting to stay relaxed to take as much of him as your body would allow. Your voice broke into a slight squeal as Neteyam’s cock wedges it’s way into your taut walls, his ears creased against the sides of his head, his mouth agape, savoring every moment of his thick cock performing the impossible task of making your petite hole it’s home.

His eyes trained on the way your body submissively made room for his abnormally large dick, opening up to take him inch by inch, stretching, accommodating to his size. If he hadn’t drawn his bottom lip between his teeth at that moment to groan in ecstasy, he mentally swore he would’ve been drooling at the sight. Then your weak and harsh whines echoed in his ears again, professing your discomfort as more of his cock disappeared into your body. Leaning down into your ear, Neteyam nuzzles into the side of your head, whispering a gentle, “Shhh almost there, yawne…”, while he reels his hips back ever so slightly, just to push further with more ease, making you shiver. The intense pressure of Neteyam’s cock head pushing against your stomach from the inside, made your eyes roll. While the sensation itself wasn’t particularly comfortable, there was something about it that only turned you on further, “S-so full…” you whimper out, your hands absentmindedly wandering to grasp onto him however you could in this position. Neteyam could feel it too with how desperately your cunt clung to him, the pressure of your tightness completely holding him snuggly inside of you, was almost too much, boarding suffocating.

“I feel you… stuffed so full of me, little one…” Neteyam coos in a soft whisper, his own voice slightly trembling as he swallows trying to regain his focus. The muscles in his arms flex as he holds you more securely in his grasp, moving your body as a whole to slide you up his shaft before dropping you back down to meet his pelvis, exhaling a deep guttural groan at the euphoric feeling. Your hands move to grasp over his own, positioned behind your head, mentally noting how Neteyam had slightly shifted his stance, bending his knees and angling your body seemingly for better movement. Then it started, the slow repetitive movements of your body being rocked back and forth to meet his thrusts. The gentle slap of your ass against his lower abdomen made you blush, small punched out noises fell from your lips, enjoying the slow pace while it lasted, which wasn’t for much longer as the slapping of skin became louder and more frequent. Neteyam had complete and utter control of your body, using it to appease his own selfish desires, letting out satisfied moans with each kiss of your rear against his pelvis. He assumed your body would have relaxed and loosened the further it adjusted to his presence inside of you, yet it turned out to be quite the opposite. Being so undeniably full, each curve and ridge of your fragile little pussy was being stroked and caressed with each thrust, causing your cunt to clench tightly around him in an unconscious effort to keep him there.

It was no surprise to you when his cock pressed deliciously against the opening of your cervix, the pressure in your stomach never fading as you felt him bulge through your tiny form over and over again, it almost felt addicting. Forcing your mind out of its state of peaceful bliss with the current pace of his thrusts, Neteyam switched his speed once more, greedily rutting into your cunt to feed his needs, his large fingers fisting through your hair, moaning and panting uncontrollably. Sounds that harmonized with your own as your body was pushed to its limits, taking him at an almost inhuman pace, screaming your curses out into the space of your room, “Fuck, fuck, fuck! AHHG Net- haaah!”. Neteyam panted heavily in your ear, his eyes closing tightly only to open momentarily to glance down at your stretched out opening, milking his cock with ease, watching how more and more of your arousal was building up on his shaft, seeing as how your body was being forced to overcompensate and provide additional lubricant to be able to take him so fluidly.

“You’re making such a mess, yawne… so wet, taking your mate’s cock like a good little toy. So perfect…” Neteyam hums between moans, his words coming out somewhat slurred and mumbled, too busy with getting absolutely drunk off of you, his lower abdomen getting sticker as your folds so graciously painted it with your juices. Your ears hardly even picked up on his words as your own pleasured mewls permeated your ears, fingernails digging into the blue skin of his knuckles while your body was being jerked and jolted at an extreme pace. Again you found yourself unable to verbalize when you felt the knot growing in your stomach with your quickly approaching second climax of the evening, only being able to vocalize it in pleasured sobs. Neteyam could feel your cunt fluttering and clenching even tighter around him, only fueling his need to fuck you sensless, rocking into you harder as you released around him. “That’s it… fuck such a good little cock sleeve for me…” Neteyam purrs breathily into your ear when your pitch slightly lowers, fucking you through your high. You find your toes curling once again as the na’vi continues relentlessly bucking his hips into you, desperate to reach his own release, feeling the pressure in his shaft begin to fester as he twitches within the right embrace of your cunt. His voice shifting interchangeably from both breathy moans to growling and chest rumbling groans, his tail wrapping around your thigh as he pushed his hips faster, feeling himself just on the brink of cumming. “Ahhh fuck- I’m going to make you all nice and full with my cum, my syulang... Wanna breed this little pussy, until your womb is full with my child.” Neteyam was passed the point of thinking coherently, yourself noting that he probably wasn’t even fully conscious of what he was saying. Although there was no solid proof that a na’vi and human could reproduce, the thought of your belly becoming round and firm with his baby inside of you, made your womb cry out for just that.

“It’s coming.. I’m going to cum- great mother… take all of it, yawne!” Slamming you down onto his pelvis two more times, Neteyam releases his hot load into you, bubbles of it emerging at the seam where your bodies connected to which Neteyam promptly fucked back into you with a few shallow thrusts. Your muscles felt weak and strained not only from the beating your pussy had just undergone, but from the intensity of being folded in half for so long. Feeling your trembling muscles against him, Neteyam gently eases out of you, carefully shifting his arms to cradle you like an infant, his lips hungrily finding yours as he walks you over to your bed, laying both of you down on it. Neteyam of course couldn’t fit his full body onto the mattress, but that did little to stop him from spooning you, pulling your chest close to his, his nose sweetly nuzzling into your hairline, his fingers wandering down between your legs, where your hips jerked slightly upon contact when his fingers press against your throbbing hole, pushing his leaking seed back into you to ensure you kept every single drop inside of you. “Mmn Tey… you know there’s hardly any chance of me actually getting pregnant right?” You coo softly, stroking his cheek softly with your thumb, “Perhaps… but that will not stop me from trying. I’ll be sure to fill you like this every time regardless of the outcome.” Neteyam hums in a raspy, breathless voice, placing a passionate kiss on your forehead, his other hand moving to stroke your thigh, “You’ll be my sweet little cumdump… my own personal toy.”. You blush as the obscenely lewd nicknames, giggling softly as you cuddle closer into his chest, “and your mate.”, “And of course, my mate.”

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writingoddess1125 · 7 months

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Switch things Up

Art belongs to Vamos_MK on Twitter

So I decided to do a Kinktober ;3 Don't worry there will still be other stories mixed in if you aren't into the Kinky side! But for those who are interested I do hope you enjoy!

Also I will be doing every other day instead of everyday in order not to burn myself out- Enjoy anyways!

MUST BE 18+ TO READ!

SubBuggyxFemreader

⚠️Warnings:⚠️ Rimming, Fingerings, Pegging, Anal Sex, overstimulation, forced orgasm, praise kink, f■cked dumb.

Day 1. Pegging

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When you had asked Buggy to switch things up in the bedroom this was not what he expected-

Sure he had knew you were one to bring him out of his comfort zones- Hell you were the first person since he was young that he'd let see his bare face! But still.. Here he was looking at a rainbow stripped 8in strapon secured to your pelvis, naked as day and here he was, just as naked on the bed.

"Are you sure about this (Y/N)?" He seemed quite hesitant, this was definitely not something he had done before or thought of doing before-

"Yeah, of course I promise you'll like it!" You say cheerfully. Knowing that Buggy was just worried was all, You help him get on his hands and knees. Giggling at the sight, if he had a tail you were sure it would be inbetween his legs at this point. Deciding you need to loosen him up a bit first.

Leaning down you decide that a little Rimming would do the trick, Grabbing his hips and pulling them to your face. Seeing him turn back at you quickly with a face as red as his nose.

"W-Wait (Y/N) I am not sure this is a good- Ha-ngh~!" He stopped at this- Feeling your mouth beginning to work on him, a deeper blush forming on his cheeks and up to his ears.

He now understood why you liked this so much when he ate you out- His mind Seeming to melt as he felt your tongue fuck into him. He groaned loudly into the pillows, feeling your warm tongue lap at him and eat him out. His thighs starting to shake at the sensation and a warmth already building in his belly- but that was forgotten as you pulled away with a chuckle.

"Look at you hard already~" You giggle, He looked down inbetween his legs surprised to see you were indeed correct. Before he could even comment about this he gave a yelp in surprise as your way too cold fingers invaded him- Barely able to hear the comment of 'need to stretch you a bit more' leave you.

Buggy felt himself damn near cum when you started to finger him, pushing the cold lube deeper into him with your fingers and hitting such pleasurable points in him he didn't even know existed.

"F-Fuck! Wa-wait! Right- Ngh!" He moaned out as your fingers hit thay bundle of sweet nerves inside of him, His toes starting to curl and he clenched into those sheets harder. So close to jumping just like then- When suddently you pulled your fingers out giggling at him.

"Not yet Bugs~ Don't worry I'll give you something better then fingers~" You say sweetly, Hearing him whine at the lack of fingers inside of him. Gently you grasp his hips, still knowing he was dazed from just being finger fucked and slowly begin to slide inside of him, watching how he reacted.

Inch by inch he felt that toy slide inside of him, Nothing in this world even your powerful tongue and fingers prepared him for the feeling of being bitched out like this- His back arched as he felt that bundle of pleasure being hit again despite it being painfully slow and gurgled a moan. When you bottomed out with a snap of your hips he moaned loudly, more high pitched then normal like when he threw his little fits.

"There we go~ Took me so well" You purr, watching him shutter from your words. Slowly you pull out and snap your hips back in, Watching how his whole body recoiled with each thrust and a sloppy moan left him. Speeding up your thrust you start to pound into him, Hearing the symphony of loud moans leave him before he buried his face hard into the pillows.

Buggy bit hard into the soft pillows, his hands clenching the bedsheets like it was his lifeline- Gasping as your relentless thrust shot through his body.

Reaching out you grab a fistful of his cyan hair and pull hard, pulling his face from the pillows as he cried out in pleasure at the sensation- Fresh tears falling from his face as you manipulated his body in such blissful ways. Your hand finding his lower back and pushing down as you speed up your thrust watching him lower his back in a delightful arch- Sobs of bliss leaving him at this. The other end of the strap tugging your insides, making your mind go blank in pleasure. You were so close with each thrust into Buggy's ass.

You hear him squeal as his hips shake and he tightens around the toy, thrusting harder into him as he came from your brutal pace, cum running down his thighs and mattress below making his sob in bliss.

His cries of overstimulation ignored as you moved your hips faster and brought your own wash of an orgasm through your body, hips shuttering to a stop as you whine and lay your weight on his back. He feels like fire against your skin as you hear him whimpering in bliss still from the hard orgasm still rocking through his system.

Pulling back for a second you carefully slide the stripped toy from Buggy's hole. Watching how his body practically wept as you pulled yourself from him, looking over at how red his ass was due to your hips slamming into him. His knees clearly not doing much to support him in this blessed out state you tell him to turn, which he does half-assed.

You help flip him over- Seeing him like this just burned you in the best ways. Buggy's hair a haloed mess around him, the rise and fall of his chest showing off his pecs that glistened from sweat, and his face red and stained with fresh tears from how hard he had cum. He looks so cute, like a cum happy little slut that was close to coming undone.

"So cute~" You purred out, looking over him admiring him like this. His gaze meets yours at hearing you say this- He covers his face embarrassed by this.

"S-Shut up!" He manages out, you giggle at his weakened threat. Sliding back inbetween his legs you grab his left leg and bring it over your shoulder his eyes widening as you do this.

"Now don't be rude Baby Boy~" You purr out, seeing how he instantly got hard you you saying this. Smiling as you poked the tip of his election with your middle finger making him shiver.

"Hard already?~ Do you like it when I call you Baby Boy?~" You ask sweetly, He blushes deeply and just nods silently. Frowning slightly you tsk.

"I didn't hear an answer?~" You tease before thrusting into him hard making his back Arch and him cry out at the sudden feeling.

"Y-Yes!!" He cried, his back arching as precum began to drip down his cock. You set a brutal pace, of course. Watching how his cock bounced against his stomach with each thrust how adorable moans and drool left his gasping mouth desperate for more. Not being able to help yourself you lean down and steal a hard kiss from him-

Kissing him lips hard as you thrusted into him, Your hand grabbing some of his hair to pull earning a whimpering moan from his parted lips.

Pulling back you watch as he cried out in bliss, his tongue hanging out as with just a few addionals he was about to cum. Smirking you lean down and grasp the base of his cock to keep that from happening, Slowing down tour hips which made his eyes widened and whimper out in desperation.

"Na!" He whimpered as you rubbed your thumb painfully slow over the the head of his weepy cock- Tears running down his cheeks as he choked back a broken moan. Your slow painful thrust not helping his abilties to speak.

"Come now Buggy~" Leaning down you whisper in his ear, nibbling his earlobe as you slowed your thrust, burying yourself as deeply inside of him as possible- His body shivering hard as you press on the deepest part of him.

"(Y-Y/N)!!!" He sobbed out, arching his back as your fingers speed up around his oversenstive cock.

"Come for me Baby Boy~" You whisper as you speed your handjob and give one hard thrust into him.

He gave such a loud squealing moan you never heard from him before, his hips bucking hard against your hand and even lifting your hips from the force- He came hard against your fingers coating his own belly and your hands in thick ribbons of cum, his whole body shivering with each powerful waves of pleasure that shot through his quivering body.

"Good Boy Buggy~" You purred out, Leaning back so you could take in the full picture of the man before you

"Aww~ Is my pretty boy okay?~" You praised, running your fingers over his tear stained cheeks as he laid there shaking. Whimpering moans breaking through his rugged pants, his own cum now being smeared over his cheeks at your antics. Giggling you place your fingers in his mouth wanting for him to taste himself- as obedient as a puppy he licks and sucks your fingers with those watery blue eyes finally looking up at you.

"Such a good boy~" You purr, another wave of arousal shooting through you at the sight of him. Rolling your hips which earns a weakened moan from him.

"Let's see if you can last one more round for me Baby Boy~"

#x reader #one peice x reader #one piece #one peice live action #buggy the clown x reader #buggy one piece #buggy x reader #sub Buggy #kinktober #buggy smut #day one kinktober

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thelurchinghound · 6 months

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Female hunter x M! Werewolf reader x Male hunter

[Request info]

Idea: Werewolf M! reader gets captured by two monster hunters, but instead of getting killed or sold like he thought would happen, the two hunters take turns getting fucked by the reader

Kinks/Warnings: Teratophilia, Breeding, Threesome (female x male reader x male), knotting, dub-con(?), belly bulge, cream pie, unprotected sex, words used like pussy and cunt (not for reader), inhuman genitalia.

A/n: The reader is bipedal/anthro. They are NOT a wolf. Based on art from ShrewHub on twt. This is the first time I wrote with a female character so lmk if anything can be improved. First fic on this account so I hope it's not too bad.

Ocs used: Dylan and Rose (Married monster hunter duo) | Words: 481 | Proofread? No

By hitting 'keep reading' you are accepting that you're 18+ and are fine with reading dark/sensitive content (Don't like? Don't read.)

"That's it. Come on, boy."

Dylan says while gripping the metal chain connected to the spiked collar clamped around your neck. His hand runs through your tousled cheek fur. Licking at his dripping cock, your prick drove deep inside Rose. Pushing up into her tight cunt, her hands wrapped in your chest fur for stability. Your cum dripping out of her from previous orgasms making a small puddle under her.

A bulge on her stomach appears and disappears with each thrust you make. One of Rose's hands moved to rub over the area, a moan slipping from her lips.

"Dylan, he's fucking huge!"

She moans out, feeling you pumping into her. Your cock was kissing her walls perfectly. Hitting all the right spots. Dylan makes you focus on him as he shoves his cock farther in your maw.

"There we go, such a good boy for us. Let her use you."

He whispers in your sensitive ears. They swivel around at his words. Ears perked up, a tiny shiver running up your spine at the praise. Your cock twitching inside Rose, balls tightening as the feeling of another upcoming orgasm swells up.

"Come on, fill her up with your pups."

Dylan says while leaning down to kiss your forehead. Enjoying the diminutive grunts and groans coming from you as you fill up Rose with your cum. Your knot locks into her, keeping your cum trapped inside her pussy. His cock twitching at the sight of you fucking his partner. He thrust inside your mouth for the last time, sending his seed down your throat. His hands tightened around the metal chain. He tugs on it to pull you closer so he can wrap his arms around your neck.

"Oh fuck- Attaboy!"

He shouts out, fingers seizing onto the large spiked collar. His face pressed up against your velvety neck. He regains his breath before pulling away from you, crouching to look at Rose.

"You alright?"

He questions with a tilt of his head and raises his eyebrow. At witnessing Rose panting there against the frigid concrete of their basement. Your massive cock still buried inside her, knot locking you two together. A combination of the two of yours cum mixed on the ground under her from previous sessions. Her chest rose and fell in fleeting but resounding gasps. The three of you had an oily layer of sweat-slicked upon your skin.

"Y-Yeah 'm alright."

Rose slurs out her words in a drunken state of pleasure. Her hands clutching at any part of you she could reach. Hearing her confirmation, Dylan ties your chain up to the wooden beam. He leaves to grab some supplies to clean the three of you up. Later, he comes to help clean up you and Rose once your knot has deflated.

"Y'know, Rose, perhaps we should keep him? I've been begging for a puppy since forever."

Again this is my first fic on this account so it might not be the best and advice/criticism is always appreciated! Also, feel free to request!

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strawberryblue-blog · 6 months

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A family with you —Ruben Dias

warnings: +18. smut, pregnancy kink.

summary: it's time to take the next step and start a family with the love of your life.

words: +2.5k

The warm water of the bathtub hit your bodies relaxing them completely as the fiery laughter became louder and louder. The atmosphere was sticky, hot and humid between you. After finishing setting up the house, Ruben and you had decided to take a refreshing shower, excusing that you were both tired and wanted to go to bed relaxed and clean for tomorrow.

But Ruben seemed to have other intentions, who kept caressing your sides with his fingers, playing with you. Holding that bet smile as you looked at him complicitly kissing the tip of his nose tenderly. Ruben knew how to take something as simple as a bath to something more complex like silly games and fun touching in the tub. And even though you knew how exhausted he was after training, he seemed to have recharged all his energy after dinner.

His lips traced your neck as his hands took you to him, sitting you on his legs and his fingers invaded your back, holding you tightly. Your gasps were getting louder and louder as you felt his hot touch.

"Shit, Ruben" you whispered as his hands encircled your breasts, squeezing them.

They were needy, they had missed so much being so close, kissing, touching, enjoying each other. Lately with their jobs, they'd had endless days and they'd come home to lie in bed tired with just enough energy to cuddle.

Ruben would have loved to continue with the foreplay, he liked to give you what you deserved but the need was killing him and it didn't take long for him to feel you ready for him.

He did all the work himself, helping you sit on him, caressing you in the process so that you felt wanted and desired. You both moaned squeezing your hips as he entered you, cursing in Portuguese. Something that made you gasp in excitement. Ruben's moans flooded the walls of the small place, they were muffled as your lips joined his, jumping on his cock, again and again hard, intoxicated with his kisses.

His deep eyes glued to yours as you kept moving on him hard, feeling the hardness of his cock, which was pressing harder and harder against your walls. Your moans were like music to his ears, your submissive image before his eyes was like your favorite work of art. That sweet, tender, innocent look on your angelic face, that now you looked like a demon, jumping on him like there was no tomorrow.

His lips moved to your nipples, starting to suck, bite and lick your breasts. Your movements were faster now, feeling the peak coming. The knot in your belly was beginning to tighten and your nails dug into his back, letting him know your orgasm was near.

"Baby, I'm going to... I'm going to cum" you whispered haltingly holding onto his muscular arms. Ruben grunted in response, biting your shoulder playfully.

"Cum inside, Ruben" you asked without thinking. Your words surprised him. But it didn't stop when his hands directed your hips, ramming you hard and hard on his cock, making him go wild with pleasure.

It was the first time you said something like that. Since you always took care of yourselves as safely as possible. You were still young and yes, you had entertained the idea of being a mother before but until now you had never discussed it between yourselves. Almost five years into your relationship, it was clear that you were a family but you were ready to take the next step. You loved Ruben more then anyone. You knew how to love, respect and understand each other. You wanted him to be the father of your children, you wanted your relationship to grow.

"You want my babies, princess?" he murmured as your vision blurred. You nodded slightly, Ruben smiled.

"Do you want me to fill you up until you get pregnant?" he roared again, his hands moved your hard body against him. The crashing of your bodies against the water made you feel ecstasy, his words were hot and you knew you were both enjoying it like never before.

"Fuck, yes!" you screamed as you almost climaxed.

A second later, Ruben was finishing inside you and filling you with his entire being. Making you reach orgasm right then and there. Immersed in the cloud of pleasure, your breasts throbbed together. A sigh escaped your lips, you looked up at your boyfriend with a big smile. John hugged you, wrapping his body around you.

"I really wish you had my babies" he whispered smiling when your hands you caressed his locks of hair.

"Me too, Ruben" you kissed her lips softly. "I want a family with you"

"Then we should get on with the practice" his arms wrapped around your waist, helping you up from the tub. A sweet laugh escaped your lips as Ruben directed you towards his bed.

"We'll get everything wet!" you squealed when you noticed.

"That's what will matter least, princess" he murmured winking his eyes flirtatiously. "We better go pick out names because we're not leaving the room until you're at least pregnant with my twins"

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plumpybread · 2 months

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I have three kinks for you to rate! (Was gonna be two, then thought a bit more…whoops!)

1. POV Gaining: Whether someone enjoys getting a glimpse at what their future might hold, or getting into perspective at just what a particular character deals with daily and how they see themselves, I think POV gaining’s pretty fun! Seeing how their belly slowly (or rapidly!) takes up their view, seeing their struggles and contrast, at huuuge sizes seeing the chins, cheeks even, the sweat, sandbag chest, jackets of arm-lard, and little else…and that’s not even mentioning what it’d look like while they dress, eat, or travel…imagine them in tiny car, being fed or at lunch, seeing them put on a shirt that seems to fit, but they can’t see how they spill out from behind, or the extra inch revealed as at the bottom…

2. Generational/Family Gaining: Pretty common trope with you ;) Seeing large families, similar in build or attitude, but a difference in height, definitely in weight, the contrast there, along with the ‘normalcy’ of becoming another bed bound family member in a very thick, very wide family tree…of course, this had to start somewhere, some lovely couple that loved a little too much, and brought that love into families for generations, and those traditions spread out to every single member, no one untouched by the genes, and only recursive, since no one’ll change them, hell, probably add another one!

3. Rapid Gaining: For you in particular, I mean it in the sense of rapid over time, in the way that someone might gain 50 pounds in a month, then 100 over half a month, 200 over a year, then skipping numbers and breaking three milestones of a broken couch, outgrown cars, and needing more than one seats traveling, all in the span of a week or weekend…

Alright, lemme see!

I love playing with perspectives cause there's so much to write about on a topic like weight gain, and the way you describe it is SOOO good. I don't often find myself imagining POV scenarios cause Im more of a feeder than a feedee, but it's always fun to sometimes try to get into the eyes of a certain character and see how they live with such obesity through their view. I would actually love to implement that but it's hard to make POV art in such a way, but It always lives in a hidden corner of my mind

LOOOVE dis one, you already know how it's pretty much the whole premise of my OC Anthony with the tradition of his family to get super fat. Biggest thing I love about weight gain is when it almost seems unavoidable and the environment they're in just pushes them to continue growing more obese, looooooove

I know fast weight gain is a common kink, but unfortunately it's not my thing, whether it be instant weight gain or over the span of just some days, I don't really feel anything with it. The slow, realistic buildup and eventual spiraling weight over the span of months is much more my thing cause there's time to develop the consequences and changes in the life of the character because of it and I find that much more attractive than simply the physical growth of the character

#ask

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amaranthmori · 3 months

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ellethespaceunicorn · 1 year

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Shape-Up

Rating: Explicit, 18+, Minors - DNI

Pairing: Cpt Syverson x Black!Reader

Fandom: Sand Castle

Word Count: 1.3K

Summary: Syverson and his girl, Peaches, try and trim his beard without causing a ruckus. Spoiler alert: they fail.

Warnings: Daddy kink, creampie, unprotected p-in-v, pregnancy sex, wasted sandwiches

A/N: There is a really good Syverson Spotify playlist I listened to for this. It was dope. Also, this is my first time writing Sy, so please, be kind. Unbeta’d, we die like people who tried their best.

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“Peaches!”

You can hear the shout and start making your way upstairs finding your husband in the bathroom.

“There they are!” He coos, kissing your cheek before sliding his hand across your slightly pregnant belly.

“Baby, I’m only at three months! There’s barely a baby yet,” you giggle, secretly loving how Sy has become so sweet suddenly.

“Hey, girl, you’re carrying my baby. Let me be cute, alright?” he insists, kissing your forehead, “Or if you want, I can trim my beard myself. I know you hate doing that for me,” he jests, enjoying the expression change on your face.

“Oh, come on, you know I love trimming your beard, baby,” you whine, pushing out your bottom lip and giving puppy eyes for good measure.

“Fuck, you know what that does to me, Peaches. That mouth of yours got us into this whole situation, ya know?” he jokes, gesturing to your belly.

You feign confusion and Sy rolls his eyes, and you think he is unable to see the sly smile you are hiding as he turns away.

“You do know there is a mirror in front of you, right?” he warns, and you meet his eyes in the reflective surface, “I saw that smile. You think you slick, Peaches?”

“Daaaaaddy, come on. You know we technically were planning around this time to start a family,” you gushed, pulling him close by his beard, “Plus, how cute is this belly gonna look in all them damn sundresses you like so much?”

“What can I say? You have the curves that make a sundress a thing of beauty, Peaches. Just thinking about this lil bump adding another curve to you is doing something to me,” he flirts, his hands wandering over your hips.

“You are too much, sometimes. I love that you can’t get enough of me. But damn, I just took care of you this morning, Daddy,” you insist, trying to jog his memory of having you over the kitchen table.

You watch as the memory plays again across his face, and you can’t help but smile.

He has his beard-trimming kit out on the counter and you have him sit on the toilet and comb out his beard while he watches your face. He pauses, pulling out his phone, and suddenly ‘Just the Two of Us’ is playing.

“Our song!” you beam, smiling at your man.

“We might need a new song soon. It’s gonna be more than two of us. Us versus this lil menace,” Sy laughs, his hand going to your belly.

“I mean, this baby is half-you, so it’s gotta be at least 50% menace. You are right about that,” you agree, reaching for the clippers, “Now, hush up so I can get started, Sy.”

“You only call me Sy when you’re serious, so I’ll hush up this time,” he mutters, lifting his chin so you have better access to his neck.

Luckily, you have done this enough times that it is almost muscle memory at this point. Taking care of the neckline. Shaping up the frontline. Trimming what strays pop up from combing. It’s like an art form, beard trimming. You get lost in it every time.

“I’m almost done, can you play ‘Simple Man’?” you ask, getting in the zone.

“You got it, Peaches,” he says, leaning away to choose the song on his phone, coming back to where you are holding the smaller clippers.

You get back to work, holding his chin up so you can get any spots you missed. Turning his face this way and that, you are finally happy with your work. You were even able to work in a fade to the beard which isn’t his usual style. But when his usual style is basically human Wookie, it’s hard not to want to kick it up a notch.

You step away and let him get up to check out your work in the mirror. “So, how do you like it, Daddy?”

“I love it, Peaches. Damn, I’m looking kinda sexy,” he praised, running his hands over his beard.

“You are looking damn sexy, Daddy,” you flirt, landing a hand on his ass, “Now hit the showers and I’ll have lunch ready in no time.” You scamper out of the bathroom before he can get his arms around you. By the look of lust on his face, you’re lucky you got away.

You hear Sy’s heavy footsteps coming down the stairs and you hit play on the kitchen speaker. ‘Tennessee Whiskey’ starts to play as he rounds the corner and he gets a fantastic view of what you’re wearing.

The “Proud Army Brat” apron that Sy got you as a gag gift is on you, as well as nothing else. Well, nothing else but a smile, as you hold up his favorite lunch. BLT with a pickle spear and kettle chips.

“You are so fucking perfect,” he mused, grabbing the sandwich from your hands and placing it on the dining table, “Can I have you instead of the sandwich, Peaches?”

“I’d be lying if I said ‘I thought you’d never ask’,” you hummed, wrapping your arms around his neck and swaying to the music.

You two lazily kiss and dance to the song until it ends and Sy picks you up, You wrap your legs around him. He walks to the living room and kneels in front of the couch, as to set you down to sit on the couch.

Once you are seated, his hands go to your thighs, spreading you open. ‘Kashmir’ starts to play on the kitchen speaker, and if this was pre-baby you would be lighting up a joint to share. But the kind of pleasure you are about to get makes a joint sound like a high-five.

Sy sinks right into your pussy, lips sucking your clit as one hand rests on your belly and the other finds its way through your folds. You moan and place your hands behind Sy’s head, beckoning him even closer to you.

“Fuck, Daddy, you eat pussy like a god,” you breathed, catching his eye as he licks his lips.

“Damn right, Peaches. I love eating this pussy and you know why?” he quizzes, his thumbs running little circles around your clit.

“Because it’s yours, Daddy,” you groan, grinding your hips for any kind of friction you can get.

“Yes, Peaches. It’s all mine,” he growls, pushing his shorts down so his heavy cock pops free, “Daddy is gonna fuck this pussy now, ok baby?”

“Yes, please, Daddy, fuck me. I’m ready,” you gush, ready to be filled by him.

He takes the tip of his dick and collects some of your moisture, tapping the head against your clit so you moan for him. He lines himself up and pushes in, and you both hiss at the feeling.

“Fuck, Peaches! This pussy is so good, almost too good, baby,” he grunts, holding on to your thighs and pounding into you. He continues to hit that sensitive bundle of nerves within you.

“I’m gonna cum, Daddy,” you whimper, legs shaking as your orgasm overtakes you.

“That’s my good girl, Peaches. Daddy’s right behind you, baby. Daddy’s right there. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuck,” he babbles as he empties inside you, his poor brain is pretty much gone at this point. But he still has the faculties in order to pull out and kiss up your belly, as if praising you. He picks you up easily, carrying you back up the steps and into the bedroom. He helps to wipe you down and undress you.

You are already half-asleep when you feel Sy wrapping his arms around you. “Sleep for now, Peaches, then we can try to eat again. No promises that it won’t end up exactly like breakfast and lunch but I’ll try my best.”

“Love you, Daddy.”

“Love you, too, Peaches.”

Follow-up to this story: My Little Strawberry

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amourisms · 2 years

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work of art.

summary : you’re just a stranger at donna’s art show, yet you’re the prettiest piece there. (loosely based off titans 1x08).

pairing : dick grayson x fem!reader.

warnings : unprotected sex (pullout method, stay safe y’all), thigh-riding, fingering, semi-public (locked public bathroom), choking, hair-pulling, mirror sex, degradation, praise, gagging, size kink, belly bulging, rough sex, both are a little tipsy.

wc : 1.8k

a/n : i haven’t read over it, so please lmk if there’s any errors or anything, enjoy <33

"stunning, isn't it?" the attractive stranger asked in which you turned to face him.

"absolutely, though no more than you." you commented before you could second-guess it, knowing you would never have said that had you not had one and a half cups of wine. it wasn't enough to get you drunk though enough to keep you tipsy. a slight smirk crept on his face, fitting with the rest of his features.

"i'm dick, dick grayson."

"nice meeting you, dick. my name's y/n."

"just y/n?" he asked, seeing as he gave you his last name. "just y/n." he gave a tight-lipped half smile in response to you in which you only responded "gotta work for it" with a small shrug.

he raised his brows silently agreeing to your challenge.

"alright then, y/n," he said exaggerating your name just slightly "which works your favourite?". looking around the room, your eye landed on the piece in the middle of the room, a bird's wing against a beautiful background all in sepia. "that one" you told him, pointing at the photograph. he chuckled slightly, making you wonder what he found amusing about it. "you got a thing for birds?" he asked.

"maybe just a little, they're such beautiful creatures, don't you think?" you asked, the admiration you had for the animal showing clearly in your tone. "i've got a complicated history with them" he answered, thinking about something slightly different.

you heard the tapping of glass, where donna was getting everyone's attention. everyone began to gather around where she was standing in which you and dick walked the short distance together.

a short while had passed, and a slight buzzing in your purse indicated a notification in which you had given the remaining half of your cup to dick whispering an excuse to him and walking off. you had stationed yourself outside the bathrooms and began rummaging through your purse for your phone, whilst unbeknownst to you dick had finished your remaining wine and set it down on the table of bacon-wrapped dates and began walking to where you were.

"a bit rude, don't you think?" he said teasingly which made you jump seeing as you weren't expecting any company. you abruptly turned around which you immediately regretted underestimating how close he was to you. you were noticeably shorter than him, leaving you to look up at him. this proximity had you nervous, only being able to analyse his features while he did yours.

"you gonna do something or just keep staring?" he asked with a clear tone of amusement in his voice. a bit shocked at his words, you looked away from his intimidating gaze before he had pulled you into a kiss, pressing his lips to yours. he kissed passionately and extremely skilfully.

he somehow managed to manoeuvre the both of you into the bathroom as you were now pressed against the other side of the bathroom door. he lifted you up onto his leg, his knee stimulating you slightly whilst another hand locked the door behind you. his left hand was now holding your waist, rocking you back and forth on his thigh whilst his right hand snaked up to your throat.

wanting more stimulation you began rocking on his thigh slightly more aggressively which made him break the kiss, "desperate, are you?" he asked with a massive grin. you very much were, although the slight alcohol had made you a lot more shameless. "shut up" you said breathlessly, pulling him back in with your hands on the back of his neck.

his right hand left your throat as did his left hand on your waist, as both went to the underside of your thigh as he picked you up and moved both of you onto the nearby counter. you were placed on the edge, though he was standing still slightly taller than you.

he had wedged himself between your legs, holding them apart with each hand. dick was now sucking marks onto your neck as his right hand inched ever so slowly towards your wanting core. his mouth moved further and further down your neck at an excruciatingly teasing pace until he found your sweet spot which made your breath hitch. his left hand's grip tightened, his right hand moved further up as he was still sucking on the same spot, you couldn't help but let out a moan. as much as he cared if anyone heard, that angelic sound of yours only egged him on more. his right hand finally reached your core, brushing over it he asked "you sure you want this?".

"yes, fuck, i need this, i need you." you said in a whisper, desperate for him.

he hurriedly slid your lace underwear down and placed it on the counter next you. as his left hand began to slide your dress up and bundle it around your abdomen, his right hand began circling your clit with his thumb. you bit your bottom lip sharply to avoid making any more noises, though it was practically useless when dick inserted a finger into you. after pumping his finger in and out of you in a 'come here' motion he added another, continuing the motion and watching your face contort in pleasure.

you were still biting on your lower lip whilst looking up at him with blown eyes and raised eyebrows as his fingers began hitting all the right spots. his left hand began lowering the straps of your dress and bunching the top half on your stomach, like he did the bottom half. you weren't wearing a bra and suddenly felt a little self-conscious and underdressed compared to him. noticing the blushed expression creeping on your face, he bought his lips close to your ear whispering "you're a work of fucking art, the prettiest piece here".

his left hand moved back down and began continuing his earlier action of rubbing circles on your clit with his thumb. the pleasure from both actions combined were enough to send you over the edge before you could even say anything. your eyes were closed tightly and your lips parted, leaving you to let out a string of moans consisting of his name and a few cusses.

he bought the two fingers out of you and bought them to his lips, sucking on them contentedly, "taste even better".

needing him more, as you were feeling especially empty now, you begged through staggered breaths "dick, please fuck me". his patience running low and frankly him getting just as needy, he complied and you began unbuckling his belt and unzipping his fly whilst he took off his jacket and hoodie and placed it on the counter. he pushed his pants and boxers down just enough for his erection to spring up, which made your eyes go wide alongside his toned and attractive figure. you'd never been with someone as big as him. dick was quick to notice your worry in which he responded "it's alright, angel. you can take it".

after using his tip to tease your sensitive clit a little, he lined himself up and slowly pushed into you giving you time to adjust, though still making you gasp and whimper. his pace started off slow, seeing as you were still struggling with his size although he placed soft kisses on your collarbone followed by praises "doing so well, princess".

his pace picked up and you were entranced seeing him slide in and out of you, "so fucking tight," he started “must be stretching you out”. you were now a mess, unable to stop whimpering and moaning and so desperate which made him stuff your panties in your mouth, "don't want everyone to hear how much of a slut you are, yeah?". making you nod quickly with a muffled 'mhm' in response.

now, he was fucking you roughly, with each sound you made making him go faster, harder, deeper. "feels so good" you praised with each thrust of his. you could see him in your stomach which only egged on the both of you, making you wetter and him more determined. you wished you could stay like this forever. again, he was hitting all the right spots making you bring your arms around him and nestling your face in the crook of his neck. your muted sounds becoming loud in his ear.

you could feel yourself coming undone again, "'m gonna cum" you told him through whimpers and before you knew it your vision became blurred and the sensation flowed through every inch of your body. dick slowed his pace, though still fucking you through your orgasm.

"wanna make you feel good" you told him after somewhat recovering, in which he flipped you over the counter, making you stand and watch yourself. he began fucking you roughly, placing one hand on your hip helping you stand and the other he used to replace the panties in your mouth with two of his fingers. dick being so focused on chasing his own high and frankly, using you like a fucktoy only turned you on more, which of course dick noticed.

"like being used like a slut? like being used like my own personal fucktoy?" he asked with his lips on your ear. you sucked on his fingers in the hopes of not making any sounds although it was no help considering that only made him go faster and harder. he began sucking more marks on your neck and placing soft kisses on your shoulder which in contrast to his aggressive pace made your thoughts go blurry.

"fuck, y/n, 'feel so good," he started, "gonna cum" he told you, though you could barely hear him over the feeling from your own third impending orgasm.

you came together, him with a loud grunt, in which he pulled out and came all over your back and the bunched up dress and you noticeably harder than the previous two times, which you were unsure whether it was because you were so sensitive or if you just liked being used by him. both of you were a breathless mess and you could barely stand nor think straight, you could only hear the faint sound of applause from outside. dick got some paper towels to help clean up his mess on your dress and back and then got himself dressed.

you put your panties back on and pulled the bottom half of your dress down. dick had managed to get dressed quicker than you, which he then helped put the top half and straps of your dress on properly. he'd also given you his jacket to hide the stain on the back of your dress and the forming hickeys. you sat back down on the counter so you wouldn’t fall down from your shaky legs and dick joined you besides you.

it was a comfortable silence before you spoke, "y/l/n."

"what?" he questioned, confused with what you said.

"my last name." you told him non-chalantly as the both of you got up and exited the bathroom to join everyone still crowding around donna and her works of art.

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latimeria-fell-from-heaven · 1 year

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#𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐌𝐄.

anon asked ↺ Tbh.. I want młynar to Rail me, degrade me, tease me, and fill me with his cum 😭👌

cw. sub!reader, reader is the doctor, mentions of cumming inside (use condoms irl!!), degradation (consensual!!), size kink, big cock (he's a horse man lmao), mentions of cumflation, belly bulge & slight jealousy.

lati. lmao same nonnie, pretty sure that half of the people who simp for him just want to be mating pressed by this man,,

art credit. (artist has nsfw works on their profile so minors beware!!)

If Młynar were to break you, the slot of his hips fitting like a puzzle piece against yours, or the firm grip of his calloused hand against your neck, you don't think you would mind.

The adrenaline was exhilarating, the way he used your body like a toy personally made for his pleasure and pushed you to your limits until all you could do was cling to him hopelessly. It was as if he were an addicting drug, always getting you to crave more until you would pass out from exhaustion. Given that he was a Kuranta, it was no surprise that he'd be so well-endowed, but it was always as if it were your first time with him each time you coaxed him into your sheets.

"Who knew that the Doctor was such a little whore." The middle-aged Kuranta sports a sarcastic sliver of a smile, jutting up his hips when he notices you attempting to form a reply. "I didn't realize that the esteemed Doctor I've heard so much about was nothing more than an easy slut. Or do you just happen to like me so much that you're so willing to throw yourself into bed with me?"

You don't answer him—you can't answer him—because your entire body feels like it's melting. You're messily grinding your pelvis down, desperate to keep his fat cock sheathed inside for just a bit longer. Everything is blurry—it's because you've been sobbing and sniveling ever since his cum practically inflated your tummy—and there's a faint ringing in your ears every time you bring down your hips. Młynar barely looks affected, but a closer look would have revealed his teeth clenched tight and his cheeks blooming with red as your walls pulse around him rapidly.

"Fuck, s'so big, your dick's sho big.." If you were any more coherent, you would've been embarrassed by how slurred your words were. But all you can even think about is Młynar's cock, and how fucking big it is. Every time you move, the outline of his cock pops up and down under your belly, and the gooey droplets of his cum dribble out in a sloppy manner. The pleasure is all but too much and yet not enough; it's making you go crazy.

"A..are all Kuranta guys as big as you..?" You meant that to come off as much more flirtatious, but your voice wavers, ever so slightly cracking. Młynar's cock had rubbed up against a spot deep inside at just the right angle, breaking whatever stability you had been attempting to build up. It's a bit embarrassing.

"Oh? I didn't take you to be the greedy type, Doctor." Despite the supposed amused expression on his face, his voice is anything but. A weak whimper escapes your mouth when his grip tightens and his once-still hips begin to grind up into you, pushing his cock even further inside of you. Fuck, he shouldn't even be able to reach this deep, unless he was practically rearranging your insides just to fit the rest of him inside. "Are you desperate enough to not be satisfied by me alone? I didn't take you for that kind of person."

"N-no.. m'sorry, I didn't mean it like that.." You weakly whine, shivering and holding back a moan as his thumb rubs the edges of your stomach.

The older man chuckles, quite clearly enjoying seeing you fumble over yourself. "I jest, Doctor. You look rather cute like that." God if you weren't fucked half out of your mind and nearly about to fall over from exhaustion, you'd have gladly thrown a sarcastic remark his way. He seems to notice your sluggish movements, though, and shifts against the bed, jostling you in the process.

"Hey, don't pass out on me," This time, the amusement reaches his golden eyes, and it definitely.. it definitely makes you feel something. "The night is still young for us after all. We have plenty more time; just the two of us. This is what you wanted, no?"

And like the pretty little complaint pet he knows you to be, you murmur your agreement in shaky breaths. Even if Młynar were to break you, your mind drowning in unending good, you couldn't bring yourself to care. In fact, you're quite sure that you'd enjoy every single debauched minute of it.

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