✰ ✰ ✰ it’s okay you can use his cock all you want !
,, fem!reader, unprotected, riding, pet names (pretty girl, baby), drabble.
divider from @/cafekitsune !!
“suguru!” you rocked your hips against him, trying your best to continue riding the thick girth. suguru looked up at you from his spot leaning against the headboard, his hands holding your waist and thumb reaching over to rub your bud. his ministrations getting faster.
“go ahead and make a mess on your cock baby. doing so well f’me.” he groans, hands moving to your ass, squeezing it and helping you grind down on him. you couldn’t help but latch your hands onto his shoulders, his praise going straight to your pussy and making you move faster against him.
“so close! m’gonna—“ your moans were broken by him suddenly pressing the bulge that peeked out your stomach. the familiar feeling of pleasure rushes through you as he helps you ride through your orgasm. your cum sticking your pelvis’s together, some sliding down to the base of his cock. causing a guttural groan to leave suguru’s lips at the sight.
after coming down from your high, he lifts you up, sitting up with you and towering over you as he carefully laid you down. “what’re you doing sugu..” your murmurs are shushed by a chaste kiss on your lips. “shh, i gotta cum too. don’t wanna leave me hangin’ pretty girl…” he smiles, aligning himself with your dripping hole.
I know Rire doesn't celebrate Christmas, but I think he might celebrate New Year. at the very least, I definitely need help decorating the house for this holiday and it would be very cool to have a strong demon on hand who will assemble my old Soviet Christmas tree..
I have collected here all the details typical for this holiday in the countries of the former Soviet Union (hello from Russia) + while drawing I realized that I hate drawing carpets..
Norman has the seXX.Xiest bedroom EYESSSS ‼️😩🤸🏽♀️💦 I just watched this episode (S10 ep16 'A Certain Doom') and got so hot and bothered 🫦 LOL @ Lydia in the background. She said 😩😍
I'm going to be so for real now guys I want to rail Gortash. I need him. I have an obsession with this 40 year old emo who looks like he just crawled out of a hot topic. I want to give him the most sheet-clenching, lip-biting, toe-curling prostate orgasm of all time. I think filthy thoughts about this man on a daily basis. He for real has me kicking my feet giggling in my bed like a teenage girl. Larian please give me him. I want to bite and chew on him like a dog with its favorite toy. Let me have Bhaalist ritual blood sex with him. I am on my knees begging for this man. I am feral.
Okay that's enough horny posting on main for today.
warnings: robot/android stuff, any compsci nerds don't slander me for misusing your terminology ehhjfjsfs
Kylar returns your gaze, empty eyed and emotionless.
You can't stand it.
Sure, you originally bought him for security purposes—he was indeed an ai that specialised in surveying and property protection—but you felt horrible that he never even once smiled at you.
You're beginning to doubt that you bought him solely for security purposes. Maybe deep down, you were just lonely.
Always calculating your every movement, Kylar's pupils flicker from your face to your hands—probably some body language algorithm he's programmed to have–he stops once he comes to a conclusion on your mood.
"You're upset."
You scoff, rolling your eyes and leaning against the kitchen counter, staring back at the robot with a scowl that puts an elderly woman to shame, wordlessly saying 'obviously, you pre-programmed idiot.'
"Well, duh. You don't do anything! I spent like, $12,000 dollars for you to just sit around and look pretty!"
Kylar raises an eyebrow.
Something so simple and so human that it makes your heart slam against your ribs with each accelerated beat.
It's exciting.
"I monitor the premises and ensure you are not hurt. Despite the break-ins in your immediate area, your home remains unscathed. Am I not performing to your standards? If there are any issues you wish to voice—"
"God, don't spout that shit at me! Can't you just—I don't know—Have a conversation with me?"
Kylar blinks. Stares at you for a second longer than usual, the chips in his head working in tandem to create a solution to this new, grandiose problem. His hands twitch at his sides, and you're worried you might've broken him.
"A... conversation?"
You nod.
"Humans have conversations all the time, Kylar. Why can't you?"
Kylar's pupils dilate.
You've never seen that happen before.
"Are you... lonely?"
Coming from anyone else you would've responded with a slap across the face... But the word 'lonely' coming from your android is a completely different story.
You look down, gnawing at your bottom lip as Kylar's gaze never falters.
"I guess... I mean, I know you're for security and not companionship but—"
"I can be for companionship."
You pause, mouth agape at his quick response. You sound pleasantly surprised when you respond:
"You can?"
Kylar smiles. It's small and tight-lipped, clearly unpracticed and unused, but it's there.