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blkkizzat · 4 months

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꒰ა 𝘖𝘣𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘚𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘯𝘢: 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴 ໒꒱

a/n: IDK if this will be a series yet but I really wanted to turn the tables on the JJK men and write a drabble on what it would be like returning that alpha feral energy to them lmfao. for now this a one off! I may do more in the future. cw: trueform!Sukuna, canonverse, y/n being feral, dirty talk, fantasizing, intrusive thoughts and, of course, objectifying Sukuna's thighs. crack drabble lol wc: 925 Black fem coded but no descriptors.

You were with Sukuna in his throne room. The one task you were given was to stand next to him, look pretty and be silent while he handled business with the various cursed and sorcerer associates who requested an audience with him.

You fidgeted as you stood to his left, never good at remaining still.

Uruame stood to his right, stoic as ever.

But you did try your best to behave, eyes roaming around the room to find any source of focus.

There.

Your eyes widened before slightly narrowing as you honed in on your target, now perfectly entranced by–

Sukuna’s thighs.

You loved Sukuna’s entire body, but most of all you loved his thighs. No love couldn’t even really quantify your affections –you were obsessed.

Man spread out on his throne, a thick muscular thigh was exposed from Sukuna’s robes as he lounged back looking uninterested in whatever the curses in front of him were speaking of.

Unconsciously you chew your lower lip, letting your mind wander. You easily get lost in your thoughts of Sukuna's thighs.

Your mouth watered at the way the well-defined muscles beneath his skin created a sculpted landscape. It was a feast for your eyes and you didn’t fail to notice each subtle flex of movement they made.

Even the thigh still clothed in the fabric of his robe clung to the Herculean contours of the sinewy curves beneath them, rippling beneath the fabric in a way that made moisture pool in your panties.

The wide breadth of his thighs flaunted his sheer physical prowess, a testament to being The King of Curses.

It would feel oh, so good to relish the way his muscles flexed beneath you. Your hips would spread open near to the point of straining as you imagine vigorously riding his thigh.

Unintentionally you were turning yourself on more than you even realized.

Your thoughts spiral further to picture Sukuna making you get on your knees after. He would look down on you with the most devious grin as he commanded your tongue to clean up the sizable mess your filthy lil’ cunt made on his thigh.

Your stomach tightened at the thought of tracing the prominent vein on his inner thigh all the way up until you reached—-

A small whimper escaped you.

Shit.

Sukuna’s eyes immediately snapped to you, raising a hand to silence his cursed subjects speaking.

“What is it, Y/N?”

Sukuna was annoyed you couldn’t even manage to stay still for a few hours as he had long sensed your restlessness. However, the current level of distress he read on your features had him curious as to what changed.

“It’s nothing, my King.”

Sukuna was unmoved.

“I don't ask questions twice, Y/N.”

“Um, but it’s really nothing much at all… I-I, well…It’s just that uh, I was thinking…”

“Spit it the fuck out woman I don’t have all da—

“—you thicc as fuck Kuna!”

Utter silence.

A pin could drop and it would sound like the acoustics of a concert stadium.

Silence in general has always made you feel awkward and this was really awkward.

Sukuna wasn’t saying anything, likely processing your statement and the fact you interrupted him to make it.

More nervous than ever you couldn’t help what proceeded to spill forth, a dam of words broken as you attempted to explain yourself further.

“I-I mean your thighs daddy, you too thicc! You got the yams, thunder thighs, them wupples, hamhocks, you a real thighrannosaurus rex ,a thunty king even– y-you just thicc as fuck! Like damn daddy, ya know!?”

The reality of what you were saying didn’t hit you until you had finished and you slapped your hands over your mouth, your eyes wider than saucers.

You had been unable to be able to control the word vomit you’ve been oppressing.

Although you did have to admit in finally confessing your obsession you felt like a sinner absolved and a weight lifted from you.

No lies were told though, so who could really blame you?

Sukuna was still silent. His expression unreadable.

The curses in front of Sukuna are frozen. Worried that a single move would cause his ire to explode at them reducing them to mere molecules for even witnessing whatever had just occurred.

Uruame’s face, oddly the most expressive one of the bunch, was clearly questioning what in the ever loving fuck was wrong with you. But more than anything Uruame was puzzled as to why you were still even being allowed to take breaths.

More silence followed.

Yet after what seemed like a millennia to everyone else in the room, Sukuna finally spoke. His tone was calm, yet icier than the frozen temperatures outside his palace.

“You know how easily I can kill you, right Y/N?”

You nearly had to bite your own tongue off as your intrusive thoughts had zero regard for your own life and threatened to bubble up out of your throat again.

Honestly? If we're being real, you wanted nothing more than to drop to your knees and stick your head up his robes.

You would gladly die if it was from his massive thighs suffocating you, busting your skull like a tiny grape.

But then you wouldn’t be able to enjoy riding Sukuna’s thighs anymore and you didn’t want an afterlife where you couldn’t access Sukuna’s thighs.

Reluctantly, yet obediently, you gulped them down, swallowing any more embarrassment you could bring to The Curse King at this moment.

“Yes of course, dadd– my King.”

“Then stand there and shut the fuck up brat.”

© ʙʟᴋᴋɪᴢᴢᴀᴛ 2024. ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛꜱ ʀᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ. ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ, ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ, ᴄᴏᴘʏ ᴏʀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ ꜰɪᴄꜱ, ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇꜱ, & ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄꜱ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʙʏ ᴍᴇ ᴜɴʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀᴡɪꜱᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴇᴅ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ.

a/n: when writing this I thought, what would @ryomens-vixen do? and here we are. lol. next up: still working on lactation kink yakuza!toji fic, ceo!gojo and nerd!geto fics.

tags: @littlemochabunni @biscuitsngravie @halobuns @honeeslust

Reblog to objectify Sukuna's yams but comments and likes are always appreciated!

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jomarch-wannabe · 5 months

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Relax (Thranduil x Fem! Reader)

Pairings: Thranduil x Female Reader

Synopsis: The Elvenking has had a long day.. he has an idea on how to relax

Warnings: Smut 🔞 (power dynamic, size kink, dub-con, breast play, oral (m receiving), hair pulling, praise kink, fingering, dry humping, multiple orgasms, marking (biting), pure filth)

Author’s note: I started watching the Hobbit with my dad and I actually had to hold myself back from (s)creaming when this man appeared on screen. This entire fic is the inner workings of my touch starved mind. Hopefully this reaches the target audience.

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“You sent for me, my lord?” You stood in the door frame of the Elvenking’s chambers, clasping your hands in front of the other. In anticipation you played with your fingers, awaiting his instruction.

The truth was, you developed a strong infatuation for the king. His calculated and elegant demeanor captivated you. He walked and carried himself with such grace, yet held a sense of immense power and dominance. You wondered what darkness lied beneath his light eyes, and what form existed beneath his silk robes.

“Yes.” The word dragged slowly off his lips with a languid, cocky tone. He studied you from under his dark brows, thumbing his chin. The cushion beneath him squeaked as he adjusted his hips, widening his legs. You swallowed at the view, flicking your wide eyes over his form.

“Come. And shut the door behind you.” His commanding baritone made you shiver with nervousness. With a trembling hand you pulled the door closed, finding yourself alone with him. It was quiet except for the shaky exhales fleeing your lips.

The pads of your feet pattered timidly against the stone floor as you faced him, beholding him stretched out on a lounge chair, dressed in expensive garments.

He observed you with a controlled expression, his angular fingers thumbed the wooden armrest, drawing circles, slow, and deliberate. A warm pulse commenced in between your thighs at the sight.

“I require something from you.” He broke the silence, drawing your attention to his commanding blue eyes.

Your breath hitched as your eyes darted to his, “Yes? My lord?”

He took in a breath, letting his eyes wander for a moment. He was troubled, evident by the subtle knit of his black brow. “I’ve been.. tense, you see.” He let out an exasperated breath, finding you with his sapphire eyes. They glinted with lust, sparkling in the warm amber light of the room. “I require your assistance, to relax.”

A burn crept over your face at his words. You suddenly felt very small and weak before him. A pit formed in your stomach, capturing your breath. You struggled to speak, “I’m not sure how I could help.”

“Ah.. but I think you do pet.” His pink lips pulled into a smirk, glistening with saliva as he darted his tongue out to wet them.

A whimper threatened to flee your throat, you stifled it by biting your lip.

“Come along now.” He motioned with his fingers, showing off the band of gems ornamenting them. “Be a good girl for me.”

As you faltered towards him, a cool, musky scent evaporated off his skin in his proximity. You breathed him in, growing warm with arousal.

“On your knees.” He instructed in a controlled tone, looking at you down his nose. In obedience you dropped slowly to your knees, noticing the thumping of your pulse in your ears. You dared to touch him, cautiously caressing your hands over his thighs. They were firm and muscular, twitching under your touch.

Soft exhales fled your parted lips as you gazed up at him in desire. His grip on the wooden armrest tightened as he took you in. Your wide needy eyes, and long hair flowing over slender shoulders, and the top your breasts.

His garments wrestled as he sat up, hovering above you. Your stomach caved as your eyes followed his finger, grazing over your shoulder. With a calculated swipe, he released the strap, loosening the bodice of your dress.

“I want this off.” He murmured darkly, undressing you with a predatory gaze. In eagerness you helped him, unhooking the other strap. The garment slid down your chest, revealing your breasts to the still air. Your nipples became erect in the cold air, pink and hard.

“Enchanting.” He gasped in admiration, feeling himself growing hard. He shifted in his seat, searching for friction. He couldn’t help but touch you, exploring your left breast suddenly, pinching your nipple between his finger. The pressure made you jump slightly, feeling a jolt of pleasure.

“Shh.. be a good girl now.” He asserted, aroused by the feeling of your soft breasts.

“Y-yes my lord.” You stuttered, feeling your eyelids flutter at the circling of his hard fingertips.

His hand slid around your back, urging you up. You straddled his lap, settling on the tops of his thighs. A unison sigh filled the air as you felt the weight each others bodies. His head leaned forward, brushing his pointed nose against your sternum. Your hand came over his head, sifting through his soft strands. A wet warmth commenced as he latched his mouth onto your breast, sucking softly. He let out a low groan, vibrating against your skin.

“F-fuck..” you whimpered, grinding your hips against him. He hummed lowly, continuing the action.

“Oh fuck..” your eyes fell closed in pleasure, tugging softly on his white blonde hair.

“Such a pretty thing.” His warm breath fanned your skin as he praised you, peppering kisses along your chest.

“All for you.. it’s all for you my king..” you sighed, relaxing under his touch.

“How does your mouth taste I wonder?” He questioned with an inquisitive look in his eye, pulling back to look up at you. The weight of his hand came suddenly to your head, sifting through the roots of your hair. His eager grip tugged you towards his face. The feeling of his large hand sent chills down your spine, making you shiver in pleasure.

His nose brushed against yours as he inched closer, speaking against your mouth, “y/n.”

A desperate moan fled your mouth as you looked into his eyes, those captivating, sapphire eyes. He palmed your face, leaving goosebumps on your skin as his thumb caressed your cheek. Your eyes danced over his expectantly, brushing your lips against his. He stuck his tongue out, licking your bottom lip, before closing the gap, capturing your mouth.

The force of the kiss pushed you back slightly, making you gasp. His grip kept you upright, growling primally as he tasted you. His lips were soft and full, molding against yours perfectly. You moaned into his mouth, enraptured by his dominance.

A wet pop commenced as you pulled away from him, breathing heavily. Your eyelids fluttered open, entranced by him. They scanned over his face, to his swollen pink lips and lust blown eyes.

“I want you now my angel..” his hand thumbed over your cheek affectionately, not breaking eye contact.

You bit your lip, nodding in agreement, before sliding slowly off of his lap to his feet.

At this angle he looked even more ethereal. An amber light poured over the top of his frame, casting gray shadows on his prominent cheek bones and deep set eyes. He looked masculine, powerful, forcing your being to submit to him.

You fingertips explored the soft silk of his pants, moving up to the waistband. With eager fingers you hooked the fabric along with his undergarments, shuffling it down his thighs.

Your stomach sank at the view of his hard cock, bobbing towards his abdomen, free from the confinement of his clothing. The sight made you salivate. He was long and thick, with a pink tip and trimmed blonde hair at the base. He moved his position, letting out a sigh as he grew comfortable, making his length bob slightly.

You swallowed thickly, losing your breath. Unable to wait anymore, you settled your elbows on his thighs, extending your tongue on the shaft. He was warm and heavy. The pulsing of a vein throbbed against your tongue as you licked a clean stripe up to the head. He let out a low groan, knitting his thick brows together as he watched you.

You let out an aroused moan, lubricating him with your mouth. Your eyes didn’t leave his, you were entranced by the contorted look on his face. One that you only ever saw in such control.

He let out groans of pleasure as your fingers wrapped around him, dragging the head against your lips, coating them with precum.

As you pleased him his fingers sifted through your hair, grabbing a fistful of your straight strands. The grip made you involuntarily move downward, pushing his length into your mouth, you gagged instinctively.

“That’s it…” he sighed, bucking his hips up in pleasure.

You whimpered around his cock, digging your nails into his thighs as you struggled to fit it all. He was heavy and warm, filling the back of your throat.

Your lips closed around him as you pulled back, sucking.

“Ahh..” a gravely groan came from him, flexing his fingers in your hair.

His sounds made your core throb, warm in between your thighs.

As you struggled to take him all, he began to take control, moving your head with his hand. His hips nudged upwards as he guided his cock in and out of your mouth, brushing his pubic hair against your nose.

Your eyes closed shut as you gagged, spilling saliva down your cheeks, onto his thighs.

“That’s it.. fuck.. you feel so good little one.” He panted, sloppily bucking his hips up and down. Suddenly he stopped, making you hold still. You struggled, gagging and spitting. You writhed against his hand, unable to pull back.

“Shh.. stay still darling.. be good.” He hushed, sighing lewdly.

Your throat closed as you struggled for air, before he finally lifted your head up, granting you breath. You sputtered and coughed, licking your dripping lips.

“I’m not finished yet.” His deep baritone made you shiver as he forced you back onto his cock, hitting the back of your throat.

“Ah.. ah! I’m close..” he was desperate now, grinding his hips upward as he chased his release. A muffled moan came from you, you loved the feeling of his thick cock claiming you, making you obey and submit to him.

His thighs shook against your fingertips as he reached his peak, sloppily bucking his hips. With a loud guttural groan he came undone, emptying his release down your throat. The feeling was warm and salty, making you wince.

“Take it all,” he panted, “swallow your king’s seed.” You obeyed, squeezed your eyes shut as you swallowed it down.

Once he was satisfied, he loosened his grip on your hair, pulling you off of him. Your wet, swollen lips gaped open as you caught your breath, finding him with your eyes.

“Get up.” He commanded you, pulling you to his lap with his hands. You squeaked as you straddled his lap, feeling his hard cock in between your thighs. You couldn’t help but moan, feeling the wet tip brush against your clit.

He manhandled your waist, turning you around so you were facing the door, with your back pressed against his chest.

“Open up for me flower..”

Your stomach caved with your breaths as you widened your legs, extending them over the top of his thighs. He was so large, your feet reached just past his knees. His strong chest pressed against your back, vibrating as he spoke, “your mouth.” His sultry whisper hovered next to your ear as he inched from above you, brushing his nose against your cheek.

Your plump pink lips fell open for him. From the corner of your eye you followed his hand, holding your chin with his thumb. Two long fingers pushed into your mouth, sliding over your tongue. You gagged slightly while moaning.

“Suck.”

In obedience, you closed your lips over the digits, swirling your tongue over them as you sucked, humming.

“Good girl.” His lips parted as he watched you in admiration, hungrily observing you with his crystal eyes.

His fingers pulled out of your mouth, tugging down your bottom lip. You smiled, gazing at him in amusement and arousal. His thumb moved down your chin, palming your chest, and gravitating down your stomach. You whimpered at the warmth of his strong hand. You watched his hand move further, down, and finally.. there. Your body tensed as you let out a moan, indulging in the sudden pressure against your clit.

“Shh.. relax my angel.”

A jolt of pleasure moved down your legs as he rubbed into you, making you head fall back.

“F-feels.. so good..” pleasure filled tears blurred in your eyes as you submitted to him.

His nose brushed against your shoulder, inhaling deeply as he planted his lips on your skin. “My treasure.”

A whimper came from your throat as you pushed your hips forward, pressing against his fingertips.He groaned in arousal, exploring his fingers down, slipping in between your slick folds. “Soo wet for me pet.” He dragged his words out, vibrating against your skin.

“Y-yes..” your hand came behind you, holding onto his neck, warm and flexing with his movements.

Without warning he delved his fingers into your entrance, making you gasp. A wet feeling came over your back as his still hard cock rubbed against it.

“Oh fuck.. please please…” you squirmed, digging your nails into his neck as you clenched around his fingers.

He groaned lowly at the sensation, aroused from the pain. He granted your wish, delving his muscular fingers in and out of you. Each deliberate push and pull built your arousal, making you squeeze around the intrusion.

“F-fuck..”

He planted soft kisses on your collarbone, scraping your skin with his teeth. A low groan came from him as he bucked his hips upward, stimulating himself against the curve of your back.

Your face flushed with exertion as you neared your high, dripping arousal down your thighs from the repeated thrusting of his fingers.

“Please.. please please..”

“Are you close pet? Are you going to come for your master?” He fanned you with his breath, rapidly bucking his fingers in and out of you.

“Yes! Yes please.. please..” you let out a pornographic moan, feeling a tear fall down your cheek as your eyes fell closed.

His chest caved with his breath as he fucked himself against your back, simultaneously pleasuring you.

“Come with me my angel.. come with me..” the request came out strangled as he struggled and panted, grinding against your spine.

In a few final deep thrusts you came over the edge, shaking against him as you mouth fell open. “Fuck fuck fuck..” a prayer of pleasure able sounds came from you as you rode out your high, squirming helplessly on his lap. His teeth sunk into your shoulder as he groaned lowly, ejected ropes of warm cum against your back.

His fingers slid out of you with a wet squelching noise, finding place around your neck. He squeezed softly, pulling your head back to face him.

“My darling..” he sighed with a smirk on his face, leaning down to scrape his teeth along your throat. You whined, submitting to him, weakly thumbing his clean shaven jaw. His nose tickled your throat as he sucked your skin, marking you.

“Do you feel relaxed now my king?” You asked him breathlessly, searching for his deep set blue eyes.

He hummed, pulling away to look at you. “Very much..” his nose brushed your cheek as he murmured in a gravely tone, “thank you for your services my flower.”

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@emmieson @mithrilandvilya @cassiopeiathranduilion @pandaalisa @merovingianprincess @telltale-vixen

#thranduil #the hobbit #Lee pace #the lord of the rings #Thranduil smut #Thranduil x reader

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theemporium · 4 months

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here's part three with my babies lando and angel ft a disgruntled max f!!

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“What if I die?”

“You won’t die.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I am pretty positive.”

“You know, you’re being really unsupportive—”

Both heads snapped around to look at you when you let out a snort, hand over your mouth in a failed attempt to hide your smile but it was ineffective. Max looked at you with a shared expression of amusement, though there was a hint of exasperation at the drama his best friend had been pulling. Lando, however, looked like your reaction was his biggest betrayal.

“You too?!”

“Baby, it’s just your wisdom teeth,” you tried to reassure him, reaching from the backseat to squeeze his shoulder but he let out a scoff. “You’re not gonna die.”

“But I could,” Lando retorted weakly. “There’s always a small chance.”

“Then I’ll admit you’re right at your funeral,” you countered, biting back your grin when Max let out a boisterous laugh. “Now c’mon, big boy, they are waiting for you.”

Lando’s eyes found the dental practice across the street. “You promise you’ll be there afterwards?”

“We are gonna be the first things you see when you wake up, mate,” Max assured his best friend with a pat on his back.

“Max will even kiss your booboos better,” you added.

“Absolutely not.”

…

“Woah! I have hands!”

You pressed your face into Max’s shoulders, your giggles muffled by his jacket as the boy pointed his phone camera to the currently insanely high Lando Norris sitting in the dental chair. You had gone through the aftercare and hygiene treatment with the nurses whilst he was in the procedure, meaning the second he woke up, your focus could be on him.

And you had seen countless videos of how people acted afterwards. In fact, you and Max had watched a few in the waiting room to pass the time. And yet still, nothing could have prepared you for…this.

“Hey, mate! Stop stealing my girlfriend!” Lando yelled, pointing an accusatory finger at Max, who only scoffed in response.

“Trust me, she’s all yours,” Max retorted, letting out a small whine when you pinched his side before you walked towards your boyfriend who was already reaching out for you.

“Hell yeah she is!” Lando grinned as he yanked you down onto his lap and, despite your best attempts to pull away, his arms remained locked around your waist. “My pretty Angel!”

“Maybe you should be high more often, I’ve never been complimented so much by you,” you joked, raising your hand to run through his curls.

Lando frowned. “Uh, I tell you you’re perfect every single time you come—”

“Lando!” Your eyes widened, cheeks heating up as you flashed the nurses a sheepish grin. “He’s just joking.”

“No, I’m not,” Lando pouted before he started patting down his pockets. “Where’s my phone? I have proof—”

“Okay, time to go home!” You laughed nervously, shooting Max a look as he continued to laugh whilst Lando let out a huff beneath you.

“You never let me show off my pretty Angel,” he grumbled like a scolded child. “I made an album for this, baby!”

“You can show Max in the car, okay? Let’s get home,” you bargained with the boy, who seemed to agree to the terms.

“Oh gross, I don’t wanna see your sex tapes!” Max blanched.

“As if you’re our target audience,” Lando sassed back, causing you to laugh this time.

“Okay, now we really have to get back to the car so you can show Max our PG-13 pictures, okay?”

“Deal, baby.”

“I regret agreeing to help you with him.”

“Shut up, Max, and take his other arm.”

#lando norris #formula one #f1 #lando norris x reader #lando norris x you #lando norris x y/n #lando norris fic #lando norris one shot #formula one x reader #formula one x you #formula one x y/n #formula one fic #formula one one shot #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 x y/n #f1 fic #f1 one shot

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vampsquerade · 11 months

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okay okay, asking for the monsterfuckers here >.>

can we please please PLEASE have some werewolf könig with a female reader that has to help him with his rut? some…some knotting would be cool too…

WEREWOLF KÖNIG???? MONSTERFUCKER???? HAVE I REACHED MY TARGET AUDIENCE WITH A POST OR WHAT HAHA AAAAA- ahem, but yes you may have some werewolf König

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Werewolf!König x Female!Reader: Controllable Urges

Trigger Warnings: NSFW, smut, mating seasons, monsterfucker reader, slight shifts, knotting, multiple positions, werewolf!AU, creampies, biting, scratching (fic under the cut)

Werewolves were something you’d always believed only existed in fairytales and made up stories about feral, nature connected men living in the forests. But after encountering your own boyfriend and finding out his true identity, you fully believe that they’re real. “K…König?” you ask softly when you knock on his door. There’s a soft growl followed by a whine, as if warning you to keep away. But knowing how stubborn you were, you weren’t gonna leave him alone or go away. “Are you okay..? Need me to come in there and comfort you..? Is the shift a bit painful this time around?” you ask from behind the door. “N-No…I don’t need help…do not come inside the room…please…” König growls. Just the way he sounds, all raspy and dangerous, it intrigues you more and more. You only become more worried, leaning against the door a bit more to hear what’s going on.

You can hear him panting heavily, like he’s out of breath after running around for so long. But it also sounds slightly…pained? There’s also the soft and faint sound of something squishing. “Are you…sure you don’t need any help?” I ask. “Stop asking me…hffh..~ s-stupid questions, Maus…it’s dangerous for you to c-come inside my room right now…” König growls softly. Scowling slightly, thinking he might be in some actual form of pain and doesn’t want to be treated and scolded by you, you decide to just open the door. And once you do, your eyes go wider than the moon when you see exactly what your boyfriend’s been doing this whole time. He’s in heat? Or is it a rut? You can’t really remember much about the proper terminology; all you knew was that he was in what would be considered his “mating season.”

But the sight…it’s one to truly see. König’s not completely in his other form; only his forearms and a bit of his back are covered in fur. His signature little wolf ears and tail are sticking out from his head and back, and his claws are sharp against the skin of his own thigh, piercing through and making him bleed as the other grips his throbbing cock. His eyes pierce right into yours as he scowls, growling lowly at you, “I…I thought I warned you…” he seethes. Your eyes soften a bit and you cautiously walk over to him, gently pushing him back into his bed. “What are you doing…?” König whispers breathlessly, letting his back fall onto the cool, silk sheets of his bed, making him wince softly. “Shh…I’m going to help you, okay…?” You whisper softly. Carefully, you then climb over him and sit in his lap. You can feel him burning through his dampened clothes from all the sweat and lean in, kissing him.

König’s eyes go wide and he’s doing all he can to make sure he doesn’t lose control when you sit in his lap and kiss him. He’s kissing you back gently, not trying to get too into it to where he ends up accidentally hurting you. Pulling away for just a moment, you stare at his piercing blue eyes. “I told you…I will help you whenever you need me to…” you say. Your tone is gentle and calm, sweet and kind, and it’s everything König needed right now. His eyes seem to water a little before he eventually speaks up, “I just don’t want to hurt you…I-I’m insatiable right now…” Your smile just seems to get a bit warmer when he says this, “Oh König, it’s okay—I told you I’ll help you whenever you need me to. Now tel me,” You begin, gently putting your hands into his hair and messing with his little ears and giving them gentle squeezes.

König instinctively leans into this, moaning softly when you start to scratch behind them. “Do you want me to help you through your mating season?” you ask firmly. He nods furiously, whimpering softly. “Take off all your clothes then. I promise I’ll take you as you are, but don’t be afraid to lose control—I understand and I trust you to not hurt me too badly,” you say, climbing off him to let him take off his clothes. Sitting back up on his knees, König snarls as he straight up just rips every piece of fabric on him off. You see little scars all over his body, presumably from him digging his claws into himself to keep his self-control. “You know, you could’ve told me you were a werewolf a long time ago—I would’ve been more than happy to help you out the way I am now,” you say.

König’s eyes then dart to yours and you could see that he’s already begun to break free from the chains of his self-resistance and self-control. His pupils are dilated, shoulders heaving up and down as he stares at you and breathes heavily. “Are you…really sure that…y-you’ll be okay with this? Because once I start…” he says in that same raspy voice, snarling softly, “I won’t be able to stop until I’m satisfied.” You feel your entire body fluster at this display he’s giving you. He looks so much hotter in this form, and you can’t help but wonder what it was like to fuck him this way. “I-I’m okay with this, promise…I want to help you however you need…” you say softly.

König nods and then begins to rip your clothes off, letting the shreds fall completely to the floor. “H-Hey!” you can’t help but exclaim, only to yelp slightly when he lifts you up and lays you down on your bed faster than you can even register. “I’ll buy you new clothes, now hush.” König says. He climbs over you as you lay there in your bed, and you can feel him slightly slap himself against your clit. Your eyes go even wider than before and you bite your lip. “You feel wet enough already…surely I won’t need to worry about teasing you,” he also sniffs the air, snarling softly. “Smell it too…I just want to get this all over and done with…” König groans.

And just as he says this, he lifts your legs up to your chest to put you into a mating press position. “K-König, wait!” you protest to no avail. There was no getting through to him now once he slowly pushed himself inside of you, making you whimper and moan from the stretch. König takes no time to start, gripping the backs of your knees so tightly his claws dig into you and he starts to thrust himself in and out of you. He’s much more forceful than he was every other time, driven by his primal instincts to breed you during his mating season. You can’t help but squeeze his cock tightly, as his tip practically kisses your cervix. It’s a bit painful, but you can’t help moaning over and over from how good the pain feels.

König’s larger stature still manages to tower over you even when he’s got you like this, his eyes screwed tightly shut as he thrusts into you like there's no tomorrow. The man’s lost himself to the pleasure of you clenching tightly around him, the pleasure of getting to finally mate somebody. “Fuck, Maus…you were practically made for me…I’m going to fucking mate you and make you mine~” König growls, opening his eyes slightly as he then lets a groan rip from his throat. You can’t say anything at all, accepting your fate as his forevermore as he pounds into you. “Y-Yours…I’m all yours…~” you manage to say through your helpless, wanton moans. “That you are, Maus.” König growls.

“Du gehörst mir...du bist mein Kumpel... und ich werde dafür sorgen, dass die ganze Welt es weiß…” he whispers. Suddenly, König pulls out of you before flipping you onto your stomach, raising your hips so your ass is in the air. “This is much more fitting…” König snarls as he pushes back into you. Your hands grip the bed sheets tightly, moaning even louder as his unrelenting thrusts resume again. One of his clawed hands has moved down between your legs, rubbing at your sensitive clit to make you squeeze him tighter from the sensation. “König!~ T-Too much!~” you whimper loudly, turning your head slightly to look at him.

König says nothing, giving you a sharp-toothed grin and a cocky laugh as he continues. “This is nothing yet…you’ll be begging and crying for me to stop the further I go. Like I said,” he leans down to whisper in your ear as his fingers rub deeper and harsher circles against your clit, “I won’t stop until I’m satisfied. Pass out, become completely incoherent—I’m not stopping any time soon.” he snarls. Your hips jolt slightly, as the sensation of him rubbing circles against your clit and his forceful thrusting becomes all too much. Your eyes start to slightly roll back, drool dripping onto the mattress as your jaw hangs open to moan loudly. König’s pushing you further and further towards the edge.

Feeling proud of himself, he then pulls back slightly and sinks his sharp canines into the nape of your neck right as he pushes back into you and finally finishes off inside of you. All of this has become far too overwhelming and you can’t help but finally have the most intense climax of your life; and many more were to follow after this. Your entire body’s quivering as he keeps you in place like this, hearing him growling from the satisfaction of being able to do this. König continues to thrust harder, until you feel something else press into you. Completely sheathed inside you, his knot keeps him in place as he finally reaches his own climax.

A loud snarl followed by a howl resounds in the room, his hips still slightly grinding into you until he stops. You remain there on the bed, whimpering pathetically as the stars in your vision slowly dissipate. “Fuck…oh my god…wh-what is that..?” you ask softly, trying to wiggle yourself away onto to find yourself stuck in place. König leans back down and licks the blood seeping from his bite away, as if tenderly comforting you after. “Maus…I just knotted you…you’re mine forever now that I’ve left my mark on you…” he says softly, continuing to lick at your blood. “O-Oh…how long does it last…?” you ask again, curious as to how his werewolf anatomy works.

“Hm…I’m not too sure…I haven’t knotted anyone before…” König whispers. He then presses soft kisses into the sides of your neck, moving his hands from your hips and cunt to gently roam around you. “Guess we’ll just have to wait…” he whispers once more. “Fuck…and it’s just going to be this all night, isn’t it…?” you ask. König chuckles softly, sighing happily as he gives you a nod. His ears are flat against the top of his head, tail slightly wagging. “S-Sorry, but yes…” he apologizes. You just huff through your nose before laughing softly, “It’s okay…wow…so this is what it’s like to get fucked by a werewolf…” you say softly. König nods once more and continues to tell you sweet things in German, praising you and thanking you for doing this with him.

Oh yeah…it was definitely going to be a long night.

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Dude I know you don't have any requests but if you ever feel up to it I would absolutely eat up a continuation of your creature x reader fic...perhaps they slowly fall for each other.

Hes just...he's so sweet and the way you write him makes me feral. I'm definitely going to check out your other works.

This is me letting you know that your target audience had been reached

Normally, I would politely decline or ignore requests, as I just don't enjoy doing them anymore for multiple reasons, but I wanted to address this one specifically. Hopefully this isn't too short!

For the sake of this story, let's pretend that the time between the events of the movie span over a longer period.

LF Creature x Reader - Compost

Summary: Creature helps you out in your garden.

Warnings: mentions of rot, bugs, worms, and dung, creature x reader, bisexual reader, reader has a crush on Lisa, continuation of Mutual Comfort, plot holes, not proofread, spelling/gramatical errors, calling Creature Ein

"You look different today," you noticed allowed, squatted over the flower bed, carefully dropping a marigold from your trowel and covering the roots with soil. "Little more alive."

The man behind you grunted in response, prompting you to glance at him over your shoulder. He seemed to have more color in his face, and his hair seemed less stringy. He lifted a discolored hand, and waved it around as if it were an explaination. You simply shrugged, not understanding the meaning, and went back to what you were doing.

"Regaurdless, I appreciate you helping me." you smiled, standing up and admiring your newly replanted marigolds. Another grunt in responce. "Now I need to mix up the compost pile. Mind pushing that wheel barrow over there?" you aske pointing to the object and then to the destination. Nodding, Creature made his way over.

Once he got behind the wheel barrow, however, he scrunched his face in disgust. "What?" you laughed, slumping your shoulders. "Too good for hard labor? He shook his head, letting go of thehandles and covering his nose. Finally, it clicked for you.

"Oh, come on, you big baby. It doesn't stink tha bad." you rolled your eyes, walking over to simply wheel it over yourself. Seeing you prepared to take matters into your own hands, Creature finally pulled himself up by the bootstraps, taking hold of the handles again and pushing it forward. "Its cow dung, if you were curious," you giggled, following him. "My dad has a friend that owns a far and he hooks me up with free manure for the garden."

Once again, Creature grimaced, turning up his nose. "Hey, Zomboy," you scolded playfully. "Your half rotted flest doesn't smell all that much better." He flashed you a hurt expression coupled with a somber groan, making you back peddle. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry."

Finally in front of the compost pile, you grabbed a nearby shovel and began to heave the dung onto the top, the smell never once bothering you. When you were finished, you stuck the shovel in the ground and rested a foot on it, hiking your knee up, and glued your hands to your hips, tired from a hard day's work.

"I don't know about you, but I think today is a good day for some lemonade." You sighed, beginning to walk back toward the house, Creature trailing behind you. "You like lemonade?" He nodded when you glanced back, prompting you to smile. "Go ahead and take a seat," you said, motioning to the patio set to his right. "I'll go get us some."

After a few minutes, you returned, slipping out the back door and into the yard, a glass in each hand, but your eyes lit up before you couven step off the patio. You quickly scurried over to set the glasses down, gushing over what he had. It was a lovely little hand picked bouquet, mostly consisting of wildflowers and weeds. In the short time you were gone, Creature had taken it upon himself to currate you a gift. "Ein..." you breathed, taking it from him and examining it. "You did this for me...?" you asked, oblivious to how silly the question was. He nodded with a timid smile, inviting you to sit with him.

After a moment, your heart dropped, realizing what you'd called him by. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry I called you that!" you fretted. "Lisa told me that was the last little bit of your name, I sholdv'e asked if you'd be kay with being called that."

He seemed to wave your worries off, shaking his head, signalling tha he wasn't bothered. He then bowed his head, something that confused you. "So you are okay with me calling you Ein?" He bowed again, and you were unable to keep the grin from spreading across your face. "Okay, Ein it is then. I suppose we couldn't have just called you 'Creature' forever, right?" He shrugged, as if he truly didn't care what his name ended up being. "Regardless, thank you for the flowers, they're beautiful."

The man couldn't help but stare as you admired the little nosegay, noting how eyes eyes lit up when you smiled and your nose scrunched when you laughed. He actually found himself so invested in observing you while sipping his lemonade that he choked a little when your eyes flitted back to him.

"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" you suddenly jumped up, patting his back as he coughed, hunched over. "Ein? Ein! Are you okay?" you panicked, patting a bit harder, and wondering if the heimlick would even work on a corpse. Luckily, that deemed to be unnessisary as he finally spat up whatever was clogging his airway.There on the table, squirmed a very long, slimy earthworm.

"I-Is...is that a worm?" you grimaced, entirely freaked out as you stared at it, eyes flickering back to his every few seconds. Creature was frozen in place, terrified he'd ruined a lovely moment between the two of you, and slapped his hand over the thing, shaking his head no. "You're telling me I didn't just watch you spit up a worm onto my dad's patio table? You're telling me if I move your hand, there's not gonna be a worm?"

Hesitantly, he shook his head with a nervous smile, resisting as hard as possible when you grabbed his hand to move it. Though you had no time to think about it then, you couldn't help but notice the way the stitches holding his hand on felt under your finger tips- definately an interesting sensation.

Finally, you managed to lift his hand up, still holding it, and proved yourself right, once again staring at the wiggly little thing on the table. With a sigh, and ignoring his protests, you reached down and lifted it into your palm. "Got anymore?"

Creature sheepishly shook his head and got up to follow you as you walked away. "Well, this little guy is going in my compost pile." you decided, pinching the worm out of your palm and setting it on top of the pile. "And if it has any buddies in there, they're welcome to the pile too." you smiled, grabbing his hand again.

"I like you," you confessed with a giggle. "A few little bugs aren't gonna scare me away."

I hope this was along the lines of what you were looking for! Sorry it was so rushed, it probably has a million errors, as my gramarly is suddenly not working!

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