#ikemen revolution smut

[maries-gallery]

Ray is too big that everytime he fucks Alice he needs to slow down but he's so damn horny he went from gentle to feral 👀

OH MY GOD PLEASE ANON FACTS! Sorry i completely forgot this was in my inbox but OH MY GOD I HOPE YOU ARE STILL AROUND TO READ THIS! (Although it'd be a miracle if you are since this has been there for literally 2 years). Tagging @kissmetwicekissmedeadly BECAUSE YOU HAVE TO THIRST WITH ME HERE!

genre: nsfw, mdni

warnings: size kink, pussy drunk!Ray, praise kink, mating press, creampie, breeding kink, dacryphilia, female bodied reader

Please Ray knows he is big. He knows your pussy cannot take him and he loves it. He loves how your brows furrow together and how you scrunch your nose as he pushes his length inside of you, loves how you gasp as he bottoms out and fills you with everything he has to give.

Pain laced with pleasure as he carefully slides out only to sheathe his cock inside of you again.

And he loves how tight and warm your walls feel around him, how they clamp down on his cock as he thrusts inside of you, stretching you out so blissfully you cannot think straight.

"Damn- You're... Ungh- You're so tight, baby-" He pants in your ear, and it takes all he has to hold himself back as you whine underneath him, "Taking me so well-"

And he wants to take things slow with you, he wants to be gentle and worship this love you share. But you just feel too good around him and he has so much to give... Your pussy just sucking him in with every roll of his hips, the sight of his cock disappearing between your folds driving him feral.

He can't go slow anymore. He has to ravage you, to fuck you until you can't walk anymore, and it's fine because he will be here to carry you anywhere you wish in the morning.

"Nnngh- Ah-! Ray- too-too fast!" You mewl in his ears, the tight coil in your core pooling with desire and an ever growing need, every snap of his hips against yours bringing you closer and closer to the edge of your release. Too good, too fast.

Your thoughts turn to mush in your head as he hoists your legs up and places them over his shoulders, caging you between his rock hard chest and the soft mattress. And it hurts so good when he hits your sweetest spot, when he reaches so deep you feel him in the back of your throat.

"I-I know you can take it, baby-" He says, experiencing the new depths this angle gives him, "Doing so good for me-"

Your heart swells in your chest at his praises, his name falling like a prayer from your lips, followed by a string of moans and incomprehensible babbles.

"That's-That's it, be a good girl for me-"

And you are always so good for him, Ray cannot get enough. Can't get enough of how your lips part in a silent scream of his name, back arching off the bed and hands fisting the sheets as your orgasm washes over you.

Can't get enough of the tears of pleasure that prick at the corners of your eyes as he continues to fuck both you and himself through your releases until he has given you every single drop of his cum and is sure to leave you with child.

Until he crumbles over you, the both of you spent and exhausted from rounds and rounds of him filling you up.

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[xxsycamore]

—𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐒

► SYNOPSIS:

Alice joins Zero on a dangerous undercover mission for which he has to put on his bad boy persona, once again. It made Alice aroused the first time. It does, again. This time whoever, she won't be keeping it her dirty secret.

▍zero x mc (alice)

▍rating: E

▍tags: Public Sex; Outdoor Sex; Undercover Missions; Crimes & Criminals; Quickies; Fake/Pretend Relationship (previously); now it's Established Relationship; veeeery slight objectification (which is just Alice discovering she likes the thought of being used - but Zero doesn't actually use her!!); (not so) Rough Sex; Sexual Roleplay; Zero pretends to be a bad boy; Swearing; petnames; Dirty Talk; Clothed Sex; Spanking; Vaginal Fingering; Vaginal Sex; Kissing; Creampie

▍wordcount: 1,557

▍part of SUMMER OF SMUT 3.0 which I had the honor of co-hosting alongside @voltage-vixen

▍DAY 5 - Quickies in the shade | A shaded affair

▍a/n: Yay, made it to the deadline! 😭 This fic is inspired by the event My Bodyguard is My Boyfriend, which ran from July 2nd to July 11th on ikerev EN. You don't have to know the event story beforehand! It was refreshing to see Zero in an event for once, so naturally I read it and some ideas began to form 😳 Underappreciated characters my beloveds ❤ Hope you enjoy!

▍masterlist

"What 'cha starting at? Fuck off."

The heat between Alice's legs grows uncomfortable as she tries to rub them together unnoticed.

Hearing Zero swear is making her wet.

Not her proudest moment.

The seriousness of the situation keeps her grounded as her mind rocks back and forth between lust and alert. He made it look like they're making out…

The stranger grunts something under his breath and walks away, intimidated by Zero's hostile demeanor.

Of course, this is not just some ordinary streetwalker.

Hidden in a shaded corner, Zero and Alice previously opted for waiting him to enter the building he's seen entering before -  secret base of the gang, most likely. If he noticed them along the way, Zero had a plan in mind - as Alice already saw.

Their task is to go undercover, tail him, confirm his whereabouts, go back to headquarters and report to the red army. Simple as that.

In a sense, it's less dangerous than last time.

Last time when…

Alice recalls that day, clear like yesterday - she had wandered around the marketplace and ran into Zero, (almost) blowing his cover accidentally . He had a mission similar to this one, but back then he was supposed to confront the criminal by himself and act like a potential customer of his - interested in buying illegal weapons, that's it. Thanks to Alice getting roped into it, they had had to play fake lovers. She had found herself a part of a dangerous game.

 One that fortunately saw them safe and sound at the end - and, also, saw them falling in love.

Zero's instinct to protect Alice has grown tenfold ever since then, understandable as that is, yet he agreed to her eager wish to help him out with another mission. Thus, where they are right now.

Alice's reasons of being here are, one, of course she'd want to help out her boyfriend - haven't her magic repelling abilities proved her worth in saving him should the need arise?

But, also, reason number two: she got so aroused for his bad boy side back then. Even if it was all a play. But Zero is unaware of this reason.

Seeing the sameZero from back then again feels like a dream come true. By god, he's a natural. She remembers well how he would pull her to his side, almost harshly so - almost bearing open possessiveness over her - as he demonstrated his love in front of their target that dared to get suspicious about them being lovers. It made her legs weak once.

It does, again.

As the criminal walks away, his steps echoing in the deserted narrow street, Alice's heartbeat grows louder in her ears. And with each step adding to the distance, she grows bolder. Taking a firmer hold of Zero's shirt, she lets him take notice of her trembling form - without realizing that Zero might misread her shakiness for fear.

"Are you afraid?"

She lets out a nervous chuckle, hiding her face in his chest.

"A little bit. I know there is nothing to fear with you here. I have my cool, dangerous boyfriend by my side..."

They... don't have to stand like that any longer, do they? Zero is not unwilling to keep the position thought, figuring it might make Alice feel safer. Her comment makes him chuckle as well, a tang of surprise playing on his features. What's with the compliments? It's hardly the time for flirting, but he needs to indulge her if it will erase the alert from her lovely features. He is not the type to tease, and it might be because of the persona that he put on, but it suddenly comes easier to him.

"That's right. Aren't you glad you're on my good side, princess?"

Alice's breath hitches at the petname. She is playing with fire at this point.

"And what…if I weren't?"

Zero's deep blue eyes widen. If he chooses not to believe his own ears, then he has the proof of Alice's lustful curiosity coming in another form. The hands previously resting on his chest move down lower, reach to his pants, and the thumbs hooking playfully into the beltloops. He recognizes the gesture. It far from just once or twice that Alice has done the same, right as their make-out session starts to get too heated and she has to show him just how much she wants to go further, a shy thing she is when it comes to asking directly. To show that she wants him.

She only pauses to pout a little, sad that he only throws the petname in the mix when he is like that. He might be too embarrassed to do so normally, but she promises herself to be honest with him and request to call her like that more often. Not just in his bad boy persona. The normally super sweet, kind, and loving Zero spoiling her and calling her a princess… ahh, she must stop before Zero gets concerned about her overly-flushed cheeks. The hot summer day is at fault for many things but certainly the heat of her body is not one of them. At least not entirely.

"If you weren't…"

Zero whispers, hands moving quickly. Like a professional spy executing an operation, he has already calculated his time and studied his surroundings for the planned attack. Their spying spot for the real mission is secure, and moving just a little to the side guarantees them full cover from the street - so he makes his move. He spins Alice in his arms so that her back is pressed against his chest, putting a hand over her mouth.

"Then you might see yourself facing my wrath. Unless that's what you want…?"

His tone is lower than normally, rough around the edges and evoking something in Alice that she finds hard to keep hidden.

"I…"

"What if anyone saw you back then? You were particularly grinding on me."

Zero smacks her ass, giving it a firm squeeze immediately after.

He should remember every place he touches roughly now. He imagines himself kissing them all better, later.

Alice whimpers, slightly pushing her ass out more, hands on the wall. Zero wastes no more time reaching underneath her skirt and yanking her panties lower and to the side, clearing his way towards her sopping wet pussy. God, he'd give her everything if she keeps moaning like that at barely being touched.

Zero follows the curve of her spine until reaching the pulsing hole that waits for him to plunge something inside already, and gives it his fingers. The two digits are buried just shallowly inside with the current inconvenient position of his wrist, so he twists it, palm pressing fully against her ass now, making her mewl at the feeling of his fingers moving like so while inside. He curls them some too, making her tremble and gasp, but he needs to make sure she is stretched out well for what follows.

Alice groans, mind spiraling at the contrast to his normal ways of pleasing her - no, this almost feels like it's done without the purpose of pleasing her, just getting her ready for his pleasure. Of course, she knows this is all just an act, but she is surprised at her own, ahem, positive reaction at the thought. And truly, just as she starts moaning in genuine pleasure coming from his swirling digits, Zero pulls them out of her.

Her whimpers are soothed as a kiss blooms on her heated neck.

"Shh…I will give you something better."

No, she was wrong, it's her pleasure all along. His cock eases its way inside of her, guided surprisingly carefully by Zero. He makes sure she is fully ready for his thrusts before he gets going.

Realizing just how wet and tight she is for him, he wants nothing more than to fuck her fast and hard. Even if he much prefers to take his time with her when making love, this new and thrilling feeling of being in a hurry is rather nice. Nice enough to cloud his better judgement about doing this while in the open… but it's for Alice. He can't leave her hot and bothered, no?

Not to mention that he's been hot and bothered around her too, through the day. Having her join him in a mission means extra time with her, extra time with her means he stole one to many kisses while no one was watching. And sometimes one too many kisses mean that they start to get not enough.

Yes, this relief of the tension is good for them both. Zero continues to hold his hand on Alice's mouth, preventing her from producing sweet sounds that would give them away. Soon her peak hits, and she slams her hips back against his. Sweet, irresistible Alice. Zero is unaware he says that out loud, just as he blows his load inside her.

They kiss for a long time afterward, with Alice now welcomed back into his arms and facing him. He pins her wrists against the wall, telling himself he's just riding on the waves of the afterpleasure, playing around, and nothing more. A quick glace to Alice's thighs, and he sees that his cum has leaked down one of them.

"Fuck. Headquarters. Now. Or you'll see an even worse side of me."

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[chaosangel767]

Mistletoe Not Required

Mistletoe Not Required 

Fandom: IkeRev

Pairing: Zero x F!Reader 

Prompt: Enchanted Evenings Day 19: Thigh Riding &  Tis The Season for Love: "A kiss under the mistletoe doesn't have to be where we stop." 

Type: NSFW - Minors DNI 

CW: thigh riding, palming, fingering, orgasms 

WC: 850+

Tagging: @thewitchofbooks​ , @queen-dahlia​ , @kissmetwicekissmedeadly​ , @aquagirl1978 , @devildomwritersposts , @canaria-blackwell , @ikesimp100 , @kpop-and-otome​ , @sarahann-1984 , @citizensofcradle , @littlewitty , @curious-skybunny , @lordsisterxotome , @ikehoe , @psychodreamer666 ,  @kkkramba, @tele86 - If your name is crossed out I was unable to tag you. If you want to be tagged/untagged please let me know or fill out this form here.

An: Since I am still playing catch up with my Enchanted Evenings requests, I decided to combine them with the amazing Tis the Season of Love event hosted by the wonderful @voltage-vixen​ and @xxsycamore​. I hope you enjoy!! 

Giggles fill the room as soon as the bathroom door opens up. Bounding over to your love, you surprise him in the doorway with a kiss, feeling his surprise through slightly parted lips. Pulling away slightly, you gaze into his cloudless blue eyes and bask in the warmth of chest. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pull him down for a second kiss, standing on your tippy toes to reach his lips.

“What is all this about?” Zero’s eyes furrow as he tries to process what prompted the spontaneous kiss and you just point up. The mistletoe is hanging above the door to the bathroom, your hands still smelling faintly of the herb. Following your gaze Zero’s eyes widen when it registers. 

“You don’t need a mistletoe to get a kiss” Zero murmurs and you smile up mischievously

“I know, but kissing under the mistletoe feels so good” your fingers trail along his bare chest, content with the blushing mess you’ve made of your lover. Pulling him back into the bedroom, you guide him over to the sofa and give him a nudge, reconnecting your lips again. When he sinks to the sofa, you hover over him, feeling the heat taking over your core. His eyes are wide and slowly darkening with desire, the longer you hover above him. 

“What-” His voice is hesitant and you sink down, straddling his hips as your hands go back around his neck. 

“A kiss under the mistletoe doesn't have to be where we stop” you whisper, feeling your breath raise goosebumps along his skin. Slipping your lips lower, you nibble on the tender skin of his shoulders, smelling the fresh scent of his soap and shampoo. Running your fingers through his hair, you listen to the soft sighs. 

“We have a-” his voice wavers when you suck on a particularly soft spot of his neck “party to go to” his grumbles, rapidly loosing the will to protest. His arms wrap around you and he pulls you against his body. 

“So we still have plenty of time” You murmur, feeling the mischief bubbling in your core. Curling your fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck. Tugging his gaze lightly up to yours, you press your lips to his, feeling his lips part slightly. 

“Mmm” all his protests leave his lips and you slip your tongue into his mouth. His fingers pull you tighter to his body, feeling you drag along his lap. You can feel his hardness through his pants, and you move your leg, straddling his right leg only. Pulling your lips apart, you open your eyes to see his eyes flutter open, a haze of lust and love clouding his deep blue eyes.  Feeling a magnetic pull, your eyes close as your lips meet again, your body slowly moving along his leg. 

“You are absolutely beautiful” he murmurs, one hand reaching out to your thighs, his hand guiding your movements. Slipping his fingers past your underwear, they brush along your damp core. His eyes study your face as you whimper, jerking against his fingers for more stimulation. 

“This worked up already?” He teases, and you feel the heat spread along your cheeks as you shyly nod. Heavy breathing and the faint sound of muffled moans fill the room. When Zero withdraws his fingers, he slips them into his mouth, a teasing smile on his face as he listens to your protests. 

Taking the hint, you lower your hips to his thigh and brush it along his pants. Dropping your hand lower to press against his stomach. 

“What are you-” his breath catches when you press your lips against his, dragging your core up his thigh. Trailing your hand down his stomach, you grin as you feel his muscles tense under your touch, your fingers teasing the waistband of his pants. 

“MC” your name is a moan from his lips, pleasure hazing his eyes. Deciding not to tease him too much more, you slide your hand down to his crotch, palming his length. Zero’s eyes are glued to his legs, watching your body move along his core, feeling the wetness through the fabric of his pants. You palm his length in time to your movements, bringing both of you closer to your highs. 

“Zero” there is desperation growing in your voice as you breathlessly call for him. The heat in your stomach is an inferno, threatening to overwhelm you. You can feel his legs trembling under your body. Your lips search for him, your movements picking up speed as you chase the feeling. Whispering words against your lips, you can feel Zero whispering your name over and over, little moans escaping the space between your lips. 

The coil in your core snaps without warning, sending you spiraling into your pleasure, feeling Zero release only a few seconds later. Slumping into his chest, you feel his hands start to rub circles along your back as you both catch your breath. He nuzzles his lips against your cheek, whispering promises and confessions of love as you both catch your breath. Basking in each other's warmth, time seems to still, the little moments frozen in time. 

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[toloveawarlord]

♥ Pairing: Elysia Vos x Dean Tweedle

♥ Event: Kinktober

♥ Day 4: Punishment

♥ Warnings: Smut; deep throating a popsicle;

♥ wc: 1.4K

“Miss Vos, we brought you this as a thank you!”

It was a thoughtful gesture, perhaps a little too thoughtful. The trio of boys lingered in the hallway, watching her with lust filled expressions. Elysia pretended not to notice as she slowly licked up the length of the popsicle, perched atop a desk in the front row of the classroom. It was cute how the attention was stuck on her

However, it wasn’t their attention that she was putting on a show for.

“If you’ve time to stand around the hallway, you’ve time to return all these books to the library,” Dean said, making the boys jump at his sudden statement. His hand hovered at the chalkboard, not pleased to be interrupted while planning out his next lecture.

A chorus of yes sirs was mumbled and the boys took the exorbitant number of books off the desk and scurried off with disappointed expressions.

“They were harmless,” Elysia said, sucking on the tip of the popsicle, and pulling off with a pop. She tucked a strand of her raven hair behind her ear, keeping her eyes on the strict professor.

Dean set the chalk down, turning his gaze to her. He was fully aware of her intentions. “Have you completed grading all the tests?” It wasn’t appropriate behavior in his opinion.

“I did, and filed all the paperwork in the office, and made an organized list of all the materials you asked for.” She’d finished hours ago, efficiently and timely. It was one of her many talents, and a lot of the reason Dean agreed to be her preceptor.

“Then our work in the classroom is complete. I’ve some tasks in my office to be done next.”

Ah yes. Even though he taught summer lectures, like today, Dean also began preparing for the new semester. Incoming students required a syllabus and a variety of other information like perquisite reading. It was all to be prepared and mailed before the beginning of the year. She’d heard that he was the only professor to do so.

Elysia swirled the popsicle around her tongue, humming an old Cradle tune. It was frustrating to get no reaction. Her instructor could hide his emotions better than any man she’d ever met. She was the exact opposite, or so she’d been told. “I found the reference book in the restricted area of the Cradle Library, with the original letter from the old monarch.”

Ah, that got his attention.

“The head librarian informed me that it had been misplaced,” Dean replied, frowning at the memory. He’d given quite the stern lecture over mishandling an ancient record. A valuable teaching tool for his history lesson.

Elysia grinned, slipping between him and the door to his private office, blocking him from unlocking it. “Misplaced? More like stuffed behind a bookshelf that required a lot of squeezing and stretching to reach. Some kid probably thought it’d be funny to leave it there. Aren’t you oh so pleased that I found it? I spent hours on my hands and knees searching for it.” She pushed the tip of the popsicle against her lips, violet irises peeking up from under dark lashes.

“Miss Vos.”

“We’re not with students.” The woman didn’t like being called miss by him. It was too formal. Her friends called her Ellie, since she wasn’t a fan of her full given name. Expect when he was the one saying it...

“Elysia.”

Dean reached out a gloved hand, cupping her cheek gently for a moment, then slipping his hand back into her silky hair. “I’d be more pleased if you’d cease acting like a desperate escort while on campus. Your behavior is the reason there are so many rumors about us.” He jerked her by her hair to move her away from the keyhole, swiftly unlocking the office and tugging her inside.

“Ouh!” He wasn’t gentle, but Elysia liked it. “Is it really a rumor if it’s true?” It was one of her favorite pastimes to rile him up. The two were secretly together. Things would become complicated if the school became aware, there would be paperwork, and she’d likely be reassigned a new instructor.

Neither of them wanted that. Dean didn’t dislike having her assisting him as she understood his teaching method and learned quickly. The girl could even predict what he needed and acted accordingly. However, she also managed to sneak into his heart. And she enjoyed finding ways to turn him on.

Securely in the private office, Dean released her, not bothered by her mumbling about how it hurt. “Take off your panties.”

“I’m not wearing any.”

The professor’s sharp gaze drilled down at her. Her cheeky grin and little shake of her hips to make the hem of her skirt brush over the tops of her soft thighs only made the bulge in his pants throb. He was absolutely furious that she’d been in his classroom, flouncing around the students, bending to pick up dropped items, standing at his side... in that summer skirt.

His silence only prompted her to taunt him. “Do you want to check?”

“Come here.” Dean settled on the couch, waiting for the woman to comply as he knew she would. This is what she truly wanted. Gloved fingers lifted her skirt enough to confirm that she had been truthful.

Elysia hummed with satisfaction, grinning while still enjoying her popsicle. “I wouldn’t lie about-”

A swift smack to her thigh cut her off. “Quiet. I don’t want another word out of you, understand? On your knees.” Dean almost hated the way her willingness to obey made his cock twitch. Mint irises full of trust.

He disliked messy things, but even so, he took the popsicle from her hand. “Tongue out. I’ll hear no complaints.”

A shiver swept over her body. Elysia opened her mouth as he asked, accepting the tip of the sweet, strawberry popsicle against her tongue. The first few strokes were gentle, the cool tip gliding over her taste buds.

Dean pushed it further into her mouth, causing her to elicit a sinful gag. “You’re getting low marks for that, Elysia. I’ve seen you take me much deeper than that.” He could barely sit still, watching her take it down her throat over and over. It took all his self-control to continue the punishment.

Her fingers dug into the material of his trousers at his knee, using him to keep herself steady. She didn’t dislike anything he did, so long as his attention was on her, but Elysia longed for more physical contact. Each thrust of the popsicle makes her pussy throb with need for Dean to touch her.

The professor could read her easily. “It’s unsurprising that you aren’t sorry at all for your actions.” He could think of quite a few ways to make her beg, but he decided to be lenient, out of his own need to feel her on his cock.

Elysia licked her lips when he disposed of the rest of the popsicle in the trash can. “I’m sorry.” There was no attempt to sound sincere. She liked to entice him this way, making him desperate for her body.

“I highly doubt that.” Dean rose from the couch, towing the woman along with him until he bent her over the desk. Was this rewarding bad behavior? He should make her wait, drag out the pleasure that she sought. It must be the heat of the summer that is fogging up his judgment.

Her pussy was prepared for him to push inside her, warm walls welcoming to his size. Dean shoved her skirt up around her waist, landing a smack on her bare ass. “Be a good girl, Elysia, and listen to my instructions from now on.”

“Yes, sir-”

Dean chuckled, knowing that she would do so only if it benefited her sexual desires. He didn’t mind having to teach her over and over. His fingers dug into her hips, holding her steady as he pounded into her. Thick walls were the saving grace of his brutal pace. Elysia moaned and cried out his name as she came around his cock within record time, a testament to how needy she’d been the whole day.

Work would be postponed for the remainder of the day. Dean would have to focus solely on his assistant and exploring her body to give them both a release that had been built up for a while.

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[voltage-vixen]

‘Tis the Season for Love Content Creation Challenge Masterlist

Here’s the Masterlist from @xxsycamore’s and mine ‘Tis the Season for Smut Challenge! The featured content includes an assortment of creations, and includes works from the following fandoms:

Cybird    >Ikemen Prince    >Ikemen Vampire    >Ikemen Sengoku    >Ikemen Revolution Genius    >My Secret Spy Lovers Genshin Impact Mystic Messenger Obey Me Twisted Wonderland Voltage    >Ayakashi Romance Reborn    >Court of Darkness    >Destind: Mr. Almost Right    >Kings of Paradise    >Oops! I Said Yes?!    >Star-Crossed Myth

 A 🎨 next to a creation indicates it is artwork.

*Please be advised that some of the content created for this challenge contains NSFW content and to respect the creator’s warnings and labels while also reading at your own risk.

The Fluff Prompts

Starting with preparations way too early

Cybird

Ikemen Vampire

One More Christmas With You: Comte de Saint Germain x MC  @xxsycamore

Voltage

Star-Crossed Myth

Recovering My Star’s Shine: Zyglavis x OC  @fang-and-feather

Sipping hot chocolate and then stealing a kiss

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Right Here: Clavis Lelouch x f!Reader  @scorchieart

Sipping Hot Chocolate and then Stealing a Kiss: Leon Dompteur x Reader  @violettduchess

Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Luke Randolph x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Ikemen Revolution

Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Harr Silver x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Ikemen Senogku

Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Kennyo x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Ikemen Vampire

Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Jean d’Arc x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Voltage

Ayakashi Romance Reborn

Like You as You Are:  Shizuki x MC  @lost-khione

Sweet Drink: Koga x MC  @lost-khione

Oops! I Said Yes?!

Cocoa Kisses: Shu Hasunuma x f!MC  @voltage-vixen

“Okay, maybe I DO need help putting the star on top of the tree.”

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

A Little Bit Short: Yves Kloss x Reader  @myonlyjknight

Make Me Reach for the Stars: Yves Kloss x MC  @xxsycamore

My Shining Star: Gilbert Von Obsidian x Reader  @aquagirl1978

“Okay, maybe I DO need help putting the star on top of the tree.”: Chevalier Michel x Reader  @violettduchess

“This gingerbread house just WON’T stay up!”

Cybrid

Ikemen Prince

A Chaotic Christmas: All princes, Emma, and OC in a platonic grouping  @myonlyjknight

A Sweet Moment: Yves Kloss x OC  @fang-and-feather

Ikemen Revolution

“This gingerbread house just WON’T stay up!”: Harr, Loki, and OC in a platonic grouping  🎨    @krys-loves-otome

Sharing a scarf

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Scarf Sharing: Leon Dompteur x Reader @violettduchess

The Scarf: Licht Klein x Reader  @myonlyjknight

Warmth: Gilbert Von Obsidian x OC  @gilbertvonobsidian

Ikemen Sengoku

A Warm Winter Day: Kicho x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Sharing a Scarf: Kennyo x OC 🎨   @krys-loves-otome

Ikemen Vampire

Attention On Me!: Napoleon Bonaparte x MC  @xxsycamore

Mystic Messenger

Snuggles in the Snowfall: Jumin Han x f!MC  @voltage-vixen

“I said that I’d teach you how to ice skate, I didn’t say that I know how to ice skate.”

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Ice Skating: Clavis Lelouch x Reader  @violettduchess

Voltage

Kings of Paradise

“I said that I’d teach you how to ice skate, I didn’t say that I know how to ice skate.”: Yosuke Sagara x OC 🎨  @cupidocherie

Forced to wear an ugly Christmas sweater

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

An Uncanny Resemblance:  Silvio Ricci x MC/Emma  @midwinterrmemento

The Ugly Sweater Party: Silvio Ricci x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Ikemen Vampire

Our Ugly Getalong Christmas Sweater Party: All residents of Comte’s mansion in a platonic pairing  @xxsycamore

Being the MC/LI’s fake date for a Christmas party/ball

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Fake Date: Nokto Klein x OC 🎨  @krys-loves-otome

Mine For a Christmas Night: Jin Grandet x Reader  @xxsycamore

What a Difference a Year Makes - Chevalier Michel x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Genius

My Secret Spy Lovers

My Rescuer: Masamune Araki x Reader  @ikemen-prince-writers-posts

Voltage

Ayakashi Romance Reborn

Dancing Between Emotions: Toichiro/OC   @fang-and-feather

Surprising their partner in the morning with a new pet underneath the Christmas tree

Cybird

Ikemen Vampire

Birds Of A Feather: Dazai Osamu x MC   @xxsycamore

Voltage

Court of Darkness

Puppy Love: Toa Qelsum x MC   @chirp-a-chirp

Destind: Mr. Almost Right

The Gift of Family: Rei Rindoh x f!MC  @voltage-vixen

“Those clichéd traditions are exciting for me, now that I have you.”

Obey Me

It’s A Wonderful Life: Diavolo x gn!MC  @chirp-a-chirp

Twisted Wonderland

Traditions: Malleus Draconia x Reader  @ikemen-prince-writers-posts

Voltage

Ayakashi Romance Reborn

First Shrine Visit: Gaku x Futaba  @lost-khione

The Smut Prompts

Warming up together after a snowball fight

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Warming Up Together After A Snowball Fight: Chevalier Michel x MC @ludivineikewolf

Genshin Impact

The Winnings of War: Childe x f!Traveler  @voltage-vixen

Wearing nothing but a ribbon around the neck

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

A Kitten for Christmas: Sariel Noir x Reader @norel-ravenclaw

Ikemen Vampire

I’m Yours Tonight: Arthur Conan Doyle x OC  @fang-and-feather

Fun under the blanket

Cybird

Ikemen Revolution

Fun Under the Blanket: Fenrir Godspeed x MC  @ludivineikewolf

Ikemen Vampire

Another New Year: Napoleon Bonaparte x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Bodies roasting by the open fire

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Bodies Roasting By An Open Fire: Clavis Lelouch x MC  @ludivineikewolf

Ikemen Sengoku

Warlord Roasting By An Open Fire: Nobunaga Oda x f!MC  @voltage-vixen

“A kiss under the mistletoe doesn’t have to be where we stop.”

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Don’t Stop: Jin Grandet x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Insatiable Cravings: Silvio Ricci x Reader  @ikemen-prince-writers-posts

Ikemen Revolution

Mistletoe Not Require: Zero x f!Reader  @chaosangel767

Voltage

Court of Darkness

Nothing Else to Compare: Roy Invidia x MC  @chirp-a-chirp

Star-Crossed Myth

Sweet Heat: Zyglavis x OC   @fang-and-feather

“I’ve decided I don’t want to be on the nice list this Christmas.”

Cybird

Ikemen Revolution

Dalim, Baby: Dalim Tweedle x f!Alice  @voltage-vixen

Ikemen Vampire

The Gift of Your Touch: Issac Newton x OC  @fang-and-feather

“Actually, there is one more thing on my wish list.”

Cybird

Ikemen Vampire

A Joyful Wish: Charles-Henri Sanson x Reader  @aquagirl1978

“Actually, there is one more thing on my wish list.”: Vincent va Goh x OC 🎨  @krys-loves-otome

Obey Me

A Wish Come True: Diavolo x f!MC  @voltage-vixen

“Those clichéd traditions are exciting for me, now that I have you.”

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Yours For A New Year’s Morning: Jin Grandet x Reader   @xxsycamore

#'tis the season for love #'tis the season for smut #'tis the season for fluff #ikemen prince #ikemen vampire #ikemen sengoku #ikemen revolution #my secret spy lovers #genius otome #obey me #mystic messenger #voltage inc #ayakashi romance reborn #star crossed myth #oops i said yes #destind: mr. almost right #genshin impact #court of darkness #twisted wonderland

[badass-at-fandoming]

The Summer of Smut fanfiction bonanza might seem ages away, but I'm already thinking about it. What I want to do is a long, connected story like "Army Appreciation Trip 18xx" (here on a03) and have Seth boink every character with a sprite. What I can't decide is if this sexcapade should be an angst fest or a fun, casual romp. Do y'all have a preference?

The Angsty version would be Seth fucks everyone on orders from the Magic Tower, in order to get information.

The Casual Fun version is Seth hooks up with each person as a casual hook up.

#summer of smut 2023 #cybird ikemen series #cybird otome #cybird ikemen #ikemen revolution #ikerev #ikerev seth #seth hyde #ikemen seth #text post

[queen-dahlia]

Moonlit Passion | Fenrir

Another late post 🤡🤡🤡 I finally got some time to read the previous events and take some screen shots of the epilogues.

Whixiwic they're fucking her to tears ughh 🥴🥴🥴

#ikemen revolution #ikemen revolution fenrir godspeed #ikemen revolution fenrir #ikerev #ikerev fenrir godspeed #ikerev fenrir #fenrir godseed #ikerev epilogue smut #ikerev event smut #event spoilers

[aquagirl1978]

Hey Aqua 💖

Can I request Luka x F!Reader and a steamy date night under the stars? Sending you all the love and creativity 💕💕💕

Hello Chaya, and thank you for this request! This is a little belated birthday fic for Luka who deserves all the love. Hope you enjoy this!

Sky Full of Stars - Luka Clemence x Reader (Ikemen Revolution)

A/N: This is part of the Summer of Smut 3.0 Content Creation Challenge hosted by @voltage-vixen and @xxsycamore.

Pairing: Luka Clemence x Reader

Prompt: Sneaking a hand into the bikini

Warnings: NSFW; Minors - DNI

“I had a wonderful time tonight.” You gazed into Luka’s eyes, warm pools of amber reflecting the love you shared for one another, admiring how handsome your boyfriend was as he led you from the cool water of the lake to the warm, evening breeze surrounding the nest of blankets he arranged for you to dry off in. The moon was full, shining bright in the sky before a blanket of stars; its glow highlighting his face, accentuating his angelic features, the water droplets in his hair glistening in its light.  

“The night’s not over, you know,” he whispered as he dipped his head towards yours, his mouth capturing yours in a passionate kiss. His tongue tickled your lips, seeking entrance into your warm mouth. Warmth filled your core as his tongue met yours, tasting the sweetness of the dessert you shared earlier. He pulled back sooner than you would have liked; eager, his eyes sparkled, much like the stars in the sky behind him. 

Catching your breath, you waited for him, knowing he had something he wanted to share. He took you into his arms, dragging you onto his lap. With your hand in his, he pointed your joined hands towards the night sky. 

“On a clear, cloudless night, you can see all the stars.” His warm breath tickled your skin as he whispered into your ear. “Have you ever seen such a sky full of stars?” 

You shook your head, marveling at the beauty above you and the beauty besides you. His free hand snaked around your waist, pulling you close against his chest, the beat of his heart faint against your back.  

Tracing the stars with your joined hands, he pointed out all his favorite constellations as he would tell you tales of how they came to be. Between whispers, Luka left sweet kisses along the rim of your ear, down your neck, along the slope of your bare shoulder. Moaning softly, you paid no attention when Luka’s whispers stopped, overtaken by his mouth on your skin. 

You gasped when his hand slid inside your bikini top, his fingers teasing the sensitive skin of your nipple. Tilting your head, you faced him; with lidded eyes, you leaned towards him, just close enough for your lips to gently brush against one another. Back arched, your hips pressed tight against his, it was easy to feel him stiffen through your bathing suits. 

A gentle growl left his lips, his golden eyes glowing softly in the moonlight, as he leaned back on the towel, pulling you on top of him. Twisting in his arms, you smiled softly, in awe of the beautiful man spread out before you. Placing your palms on his bare chest, you pressed a sweet kiss to his lips as his fingers deftly removed the bikini top hiding your breasts.  

“Luka,” you moaned, your lips parting, as you rubbed your clothed hips rubbing against his. The fire that started in your belly earlier was now a raging inferno coursing through your body. 

Eyes locked on Luka’s, you slipped your hand under the band of his swim trunks, enjoying the groans escaping his lips as your fingers wrapped around his stiff cock. He smiled at you, eyes half-lidded, as his fingers slipped under your bikini bottom, sliding a finger inside you, stoking the fire that already engulfed your body.

Face tilted towards the sky, you groaned as you rolled your hips against his hand; first one finger, then two, curling, twisting inside you, stretching you as he inserted a third finger. Head heavy, drunk with lust, you stroked his shaft, your thumb teasing his tip.

Hands clawing at fabric, bathing suits soon tossed aside in the sand, you smiled brightly as you found yourself captured by your lover, staring up at his face now framed by the sparkling stars behind him. Your body slick with arousal, Luka easily slid his cock inside you. He kissed you as he waited for you to adjust to his size, before slowly thrusting into you.

Wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders, you clung to Luka as his pace increased; wrapping your legs around his waist, you held him closer, deeper inside you each time he pushed inside.

Waves of pleasure filled your body with each stroke from your lover. Overcome with rapture, you gave yourself to him as he ravished your body in a way no one else ever had. Closer and closer to the edge, you dig your nails into his skin, that sweet taste almost on your lips. 

Gazing into his eyes, you screamed his name, the pleasure finally overtaking you, sending you spiraling over the edge. Feeling his body tense against yours, he soon joined you, the moon and the stars the only witness to your ephemeral bliss.

Luka rested his head on your chest as you gently stroked his dark locks with your fingertips, enjoying the weight of his body against yours. He brushed a kiss above your heart before closing his eyes; your bodies joined together once more, this time in sleep.

Tagging: @kissmetwicekissmedeadly @xxsycamore @voltage-vixen @chaosangel767 @alixennial @redheadkittys @queen-dahlia @ikehoe @kisara-16 @kpop-and-otome @atelieredux @rhodolitesrose @lordsisterxotome @lucyw260 @violettduchess

#summer of smut writing challenge #summer of smut #ikemen series #ikemen revolution #ikerev #luka clemence #ikerev luka #ikemen luka #fanfic #ikemen fanfic #ikerev fanfic #otome #otome games

[thekitteninlove]

There is this new event in the Japanese app that caught my attention. I think it's called "the secret room dampened with late summer heat"

On the bottom of that really nice pic it says "the late summer heat. In the secret room, the two of them are trailing their fingers on each other's bodies wet with sweat...."

"is this sweat? Or... am I overwhelmed with emotion?"

I hope I did a good job translating this. Getting his story would require me to collect 500 hearts (I think) and I doubt I can do that. Oh, well, at least I got to see this nice pic 🥰

#ikerev #Ikemen revolution #ikerev dalim #dalim tweedle #Dalim ❤️ #Cybird is participating in the summer of smut

[maries-gallery]

A BIT LATE BUT HERE YOU GO @kissmetwicekissmedeadly HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY <3 SNEDING YOU LOTS OF LOVE AND HOPE THIS MAKES FOR A NICE PRESENT!

Stars twinkle in a sky of ink, thousands of lights watching over you as you make your way out of the Black Army’s barracks. Cloaked in darkness. The silver glow of the moon, nothing but a kind caress on your features, made to highlight the smile on your lips. 

Your heart on the brink of bursting with joy and excitement. 

Midnight has never tasted so good. The taste of freedom and glee coating your tongue as you catch sight of your Fenrir, casually leaning back against a brick wall with his hands in his pockets. 

And you can’t prevent a stupid smile from curving your lips. He looks too good. Too stupidly good with his perpetual free spirited smile. 

You’ve been looking forward to this moment for days, excitement bubbling in your stomach every time you caught yourself thinking about your midnight tryst. After all, you had ached all day for a taste of his lips, for the warmth of his palm against yours. 

Your eyes cautiously fly to the windows above you. No light in sight. Everyone should be asleep by now. 

Or so you hope, for Fenrir and you had been trying so hard to keep this relationship a secret from the others until now. Though you think Ray might have a clue, ever the observant type. 

“Fenrir!” You wave over, his name a whisper carried by the wind. A whisper only the two of you hear. You don’t dare scream, in fear you’d wake up the others. 

But the moment your lips meet, nothing exists anymore. Nothing but the gentle rustling of leaves in the wind and the ruffling of clothes. Nothing but muffled moans and the concert of your drumming hearts. 

You don’t care about the others anymore, don’t care about being found out, don’t care about showing your love to the world. If only it means you can be together. 

Fenrir’s lips are fire and spice as they glide against yours, the two of you breathing into each other’s mouth, desperate for more. An ever growing thirst for one another, never to be quenched. 

Your hands comb through purple strands, messing up his hair, desperate air and for more. So much more. 

“Fuck, you don’t know how hard it’s been to play friends all day.” He says against your lips, a hand cupping your cheek as his arm rests around your waist. A moan comes from his throat as you fumble with his belts. 

You give him a smile before placing a playful peck to his cheek. “Oh yes I do.” 

And Fenrir’s breath catches in his lungs, heat flushing under his skin, for never have you looked so tempting. 

Maybe it is the fact he hasn’t been able to touch you all day, because he has been looking forward to this moment since the very moment he woke up. Or maybe it’s the way you look at him, the heat in your gaze and the determination with which you resolve to undress him, revealing hot skin to cold night air. Or maybe it’s your messy hair, or your kiss-bruised lips, or the way you just admitted to wanting him as much as he does-

“Fenrir?” You call out to him, and he snaps out of his thoughts. “You alright?” 

And in a split second Fenrir has you pressed between him and the wall, hands sliding over your bare skin. Fire trails up your sides as firm hands cup your breasts, thumbs playing with your perk nipple to elicit a whine from your throat. 

He cannot wait anymore. Damn he could hardly contain himself from stealing you away today, and now that he had you all for him? He wasn’t losing another second. 

“Gosh I missed you.” He whispers against your lips, tongue sliding in your mouth to swallow your moans and gasps as he hoists you up against the wall, hands under your thighs and digging in butter soft skin. You don’t need words from him, legs wrapping around his hips and your arms around his neck. 

“Sorry-” He breathes, “I don’t think I can be gentle tonight.” 

And for a moment you want to laugh. To humour him, your sweet boyfriend. 

As if you wanted him to be gentle right now. You don’t want him to be gentle, not when you’ve been waiting for him to feel you, touch you, ravage you, all day. 

“Please don’t. Break me.” 

Fenrir’s blood fires in his veins, your words sending a flash of something raw and carnal in his gaze, your poor lover already high on too much love and too much passion. 

“Fuck- You’ve got no idea what you’re doin’ to me right now.” He says, a sound between a groan and a moan coming from his throat as he slides you down his length, your walls stretching around his cock to accommodate him.

And once he knows you to be comfortable, Fenrir barely gives you time to brace yourself, plowing his hips against yours at a wild pace that has your thoughts meddling together in your head. His thrusts send you bouncing in his grasp as the tight coil of pleasure forms in your core, so hot you think you might burn. 

No one to hear the concert of skin on skin, pants and your back colliding against the wall. No one but you, and the Moon. 

“Fenrir-! Aah-! Harder!” You cry out a bit too loudly, hand clamping your mouth shut as tears of pleasure gather in your eyes. 

He picks up the pace, stealing a muffled moan from you. The sound sends his heart ablaze, your name falling past his lips. He had missed this. Had missed the look on your face when he fills you with too much pleasure, too much love. So much that it has to spill from your tongue and into his air as the most endearing music he knows. 

Your walls clench around him, sucking him in greedily with every snap of his hips against yours, the warmth pooling inside of you quickly building up.

“Doing-” He reaches deeper, “So well for me, baby.” His praise has you rolling your eyes to the back of your head, the coil at the pit of your stomach snapping. “Cum for me. Make up for all these times you had to stuff your pretty cunt with your fingers.” 

Your toes curl, heels digging in his back and sparks fly in your vision as warmth floods your veins. Your head flies back, walls fluttering around him as your thighs shake under the weight of pleasure. 

A groan falls from his lips, hips rocking against yours, riding you over your high and holding you up as he paints your walls white with his release. 

But he doesn’t stop, thrusting in and out of you until you’ve taken the very last drop he had to give, until he has nothing more to offer. Uncaring of the mess he makes as he shoots loads after loads inside of you, uncaring of his seed trickling down your thighs. 

Your voice and skin on his all he can think about as he drinks in your paradise after being deprived of your touch for so long.

Until Dawn takes off the Night’s cloak and the two of you are panting and flushed.  

He leans his forehead against yours, your breaths mingling together, his hand cupping your cheek and a thumb caressing the skin lovingly. 

“Fuck… Sorry, babe.” He says, “I couldn’t- couldn’t control myself.” 

Your lips curve in a gentle smile, your lips kissing the corner of his mouth, “I’m glad you didn’t.” 

taglist: @pockcock @aquagirl1978 @randonauticrap @ikemen-writer @ikesimp100 @veervers

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[xxsycamore]

It’s already 11 pm here, which means (I hope) it’s 4 pm in your place.

Hi hi!! Can I get a prompt for Feb. 10 with Lancelot x F! Reader? You can make it super fluff or steamy, I’ll leave it up to you! 😉 thank you so much!

Here you go, with extra spice added 🔥 Hope you enjoy your favorite King <3

—𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘍𝘓𝘖𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘓 𝘖 𝘝 𝘌

lancelot kingsley x f!reader

rating: E

tags: Making Up; Make up sex; Overstimulation; Lancelot is merciless; In the most loving way; Multiple Orgasms; Like many of them; Vaginal Fingering; Vaginal Sex; Creampie; Riding; Gentle Sex; But also; Rough Sex; Dates; Valentine's Day Fluff; Fluff; Humor; Angry Sex

wordcount: 2380

part of “Be my Valentine”, a content creation challenge hosted by me and @chaosangel767.

day 10: "How many different ways should I show you I love you?"

It's Valentine's Day today, and other than that, it should be just another ordinary day - and especially for someone as caught up in the repeating cycle of hard work day after day, as Lancelot - yet, the day is anything but ordinary. And the way Lancelot acts around you, too, is anything but ordinary.

You sigh as you sense your boyfriend's hand letting go of yours, a brief "Wait for me right here." as he disappears inside the flower shop.

Not knowing whether to blush upon his sudden urge to gift you flowers, or to worry about running out of space in your arms due to them being pre-occupied by dozen little spontaneous gifts already, you sigh a second time - remembering that all of this is, actually, your fault.

***

"So, what are you two lovebirds planning to do for Valentine's day?"

Edgar's question has caught you off-guard on this otherwise tranquil afternoon tea break with the officers. The other "lovebird" is present in the room, too, even if he is using his break to skim over some reports of lesser urgency. Still, he is quiet and concentrated, camouflaging his presence to a point where if you trail off in chattering a bit further, you'll forget that he's in the room altogether.

Rolling your shoulders at Edgar, you respond without second-thinking anything.

"Nothing much, Lancelot is not exactly the type for those things."

At the other end of the room, the King of hearts immediately sharpens his hearing, fingers twitching lightly as he grips his teacup.

Edgar's smile is now somehow sinister, but you can't make anything of it, so you don't flinch as he asks you further.

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"Well… he is not exactly…the romantic type?"

Before you can wave your hands in the air and say, wait!, hold up, that's not it, let me put it differently, your train of thought is interrupted by a quite startling noise.

The room echoes with the sound of something breaking into dozens of pieces. It's not Lancelot's heart, it's the teacup.

"King Lancelot!!!" Jonah immediately jumps to his feet, rushing by Lancelot's side to check on him. Jonah is speechless, unable to fathom a reason for which a teacup would shatter out of the blue in someone's hold. Honestly, the lack of otherwise required diligence of whoever used a tea service set this old and fragile...! Despicable.

Before Jonah can properly confirm Lancelot's wellbeing, the latter is already marching on his way to where Alice sits, in the next second grasping her hand. In the following one, leading her out of the room altogether.

It all happens so quickly. Jonah remains staring at the door, hands on his hips.

"I didn't even have a chance to check his hands for cuts! Tsk. I sure hope she would tend to him, or else..."

Edgar politely hides his giggles behind a gloved hand, as he mutters, more to himself than anything:

"Oh, she will tend to the wound in his heart, I'm certain."

Busy staring a hole through the door with his angered glare, Jonah at last tilts his head in Edgar's direction.

"What are you even talking about?"

***

Before Lancelot snatched you away earlier, you threw a confused glance around the room, more precisely on Edgar - and in those few milliseconds you saw the same sinister smile on his face as before, his eyes falling closed in strange satisfaction.

You are not stupid, no. You knew exactly what is happening even if you would've hated to admit.

Edgar's knowing smile was cheering on "Make up sex! Make up sex! Make up sex!" as he waved you goodbye while you were dragged out of the room.

You hate this because his prediction turns out correct, and it's embarrassing.

Except: Edgar's idea of make-up sex…-scratch that, everyone's idea of make-up sex -  surely revolves around roughness. Face down ass up, choked throats and sore limbs in the morning. And Lancelot has never treated you like that.

Lancelot throws you onto the lavish bed, silky red sheets catching your form as your limbs slide along them. Your body is pinned down in place, a warm breath hitting your sensitive nape, and you squeeze your eyes shut in preparation for a bite. Angry red mark already projecting into your imagination where his teeth linger. Yet, it never comes - instead, the king of hearts is pressing his lips flat to your neck, mapping it out one side and then the other, sending shivers on their wake.

Your head spins in pulsing anticipation, like a balloon about to burst as those same shivers run deep, deep through you - down your neck and through your gut, butterflies in the stomach and even reaching to between your legs. As Lancelot works your flushed skin, mouthing over your most sensitive spots, you feel yourself grow wetter, underwear damping with arousal. Your rational thinking is sending alarming signals to your brain, signals that tell you that this shouldn't be this easy, getting pleased shouldn't be on the list tonight. You expect him to flip things on you in every next second - the warmth to fade as he lets go and fixes his clothes and leaves the room. Except he remains. His knee nudging between yours, making you instinctively open your legs for him. His hand coming to palm over your clothed arousal. His fingers sliding under the dress that rode up mischievously on your thighs.

Your back arches up, hips lifting off the bed in fear that if you don’t thrust your aching core against his fingers they would never meet it at all. You're wrong - not only do they come to soothe your ache before you can grasp the situation, but also, Lancelot uses the chance of your raised hips to slip your underwear off you. Not even being teased over the fabric, your glistening core suddenly meets the open air in a manner that makes you gush. There is nothing separating your aroused pussy and his long, skilled fingers that know how to rub you and please you perfectly. And putting his skills to work is exactly what he does.

You're holding on so tight into that lone thought in your brain that tried to pry your lips open and speak to him; ask him if he's angry (because at this point, you need to ask), letting him know that you didn't mean what you said earlier. But Lancelot shuts down your thinking with the work of his fingers, ever since the first moment they come in contact with your swollen nub. He grazes it with the pads of his fingers, his lips curling upwards at the evident arouse - you can't stop looking at his facial expressions. He is looking back, too. There is a storm in those azure eyes but it's one that doesn't scream at your senses to run.

Lancelot rubs your clit, firm and steady strokes that click to your hunger so greatly that the pleasure just builds with new wetness escaping you each time. It feels good, no, it feels amazing. That lone thought you had is now too driven away.

"That's it, relax. Let yourself go."

Opposite of his guidance, a great part of your achieved relaxation morphs into throbbing excitement, pulse speeding up. You can cum. You're allowed to let go and cum.

In the small gap that his large body leaves yours to squirm around, you hump your hips against his hand, doubling the pleasure. Head falling back, you chase after your orgasm that threatens to drown you. The pulsing muscles deep inside your core ache for him, but it's not the punishing fire of needing his perfect, thick cock inside you - it's merely a sensation which spikes your excitement. You're going to cum now, coat his fingers nice and wetly, hole good and relaxed for his later entrance. And you're going to cum again, around his cock, gushing down his length, swallowing it all perfectly into your tight core - because he will give it to you. You can almost taste his breath with that familiar groan when he bottoms out in you. You just have to be good and cum now for him and he will give it all to you.

Grasping his strong hand so tightly you might bruise him, you shake while crossing over the point of no return, legs spreading open further as your orgasm hits you at once, hard. It's so good, full on satisfaction running through all your muscles and the sensation of you filthily coating Lancelot's fingers with your cum. It's a little shameful, but it's all you needed. Breathing heavily, you start to relax.

Lancelot kisses you, sucking your tongue into his mouth without a care for the mess you're about to create from the kiss. As soon as you moan into the kiss, Lancelot's abundantly wetted fingers prod your hole. And they slide inside so easily too, your hungry pussy swallowing three of them whole on one fluid thrust.

The initial disappointment of receiving his fingers in lieu of something hard, thick and firm soon disappears as you start chasing another orgasm. You're sure he  won't finger you to completion - you're more than prepared already and he's been taking his time. Not to mention his obsession with getting to feel you clasp and gush and cum around him that he's made sure you know about. So the anticipation heightens tenfold, and your quivering fingers find their way on his clothing that has to come undone soon.

"Give me another."

Your fingers pause, slowly letting go of their goal. You're a little surprised but-fuck- it feels too good. You will worry about taking him inside a sore, overstimulated pussy later.

It happens faster this time, the world shifting out of control so soon, your toes curling into themselves as your body shakes as if trying to flee the unstopping stream of pleasure. Lancelot pins you down better now, grasping your wrists over your head, something that never fails to get you hot under the collar. It's somehow ever sexier when he does it not to seduce you but rather out of necessity.

And you cum. Hard. Again.

His fingers feel so thick, as deep as they can press inside you in those blissful seconds of completion as you throb uncontrollably around them. Almost as if you could hold them inside forever. It's good Lancelot uses his strength to keep them plunged inside because even the movement of pulling out would make you whine.

When you calm down he slowly starts thrusting them in again. The fire in the pit of your belly starts burning a new, a dull but undeniable itch that needs to be scratched - and Lancelot provides. He's definitely teasing now - you're hazy enough not to see what he's doing with his lower part but you can picture him taking his fingers out just in time to replace him with his painfully hard cock. Well, he goes a little too far with the tease for you expectations, this time speeding up the tempo and scissoring them inside you.

"Lancelot- enough- I will-"

"I know you can give me another. Don't be selfish."

You want to gasp in disbelief but your mouth has long since fallen open, kept busy by moans when you're not pleading. Cum again, just like that? It's not like you can't achieve it, surely with this much pleasure, but…

"I'M COMING!"

Another orgasm washes over you, in a different fashion this time, quick but strong alike a lightning, wet noises topping over your moans in volume.

As Lancelot kisses you again, in contrast to his fingering, slow, gentle even, you find that you've absolutely forgotten what was it that made the two of you fall in bed in the first place. You only remember that you expect him, even now, to be rough with you. But he is treating you so well, fingering you fast and hard but still in a manner that is almost kind, as to give you so much pleasure.

As he finally unbuckles his belt, you start to realize that even with his cock soon to be inside you, there is no guarantee that he will give you the dicking you want- the dicking you need.

You surely didn't imagine yourself begging him to be rough in the end.

It's not like Lancelot literally fucked you into the next day, but it sort of feels like that. You remember a lavish dinner in bed and a gentle good-night sex that revolved around you riding him at a slow, steady peace, milking his cock out of every last bit of cum he could give you. Somewhere amidst it all, he was over with the silent treatment, and spoke his mind verbally, repeating what has already been said thought touch.

"How many different ways should I show you I love you?"

It was about THAT the whole time…?!

You were way too hazed, brain foggy with pleasure and lips swollen by hundreds of kisses. No, you understand perfectly what this is about. Yet in a moment of weakness the only thing you could say to him is, "As many as you can", accompanied with a passionate kiss, and with the addition: "As long as you let me show you, too", sighing the peace treaty at once. What follows is what could easily be declared the most romantic weekend of your life, falling on Valentine's day no less, with unhurried mornings filled with whispers of love and candlelit dinners in out-of-this-world places that you didn’t even know existed in Cradle.

 ***

Lancelot exits the flower shop, holding a bouquet of red roses big enough to hide his face completely from your sight as he gives it to you. And when you’re done complaining of running out of space in your hands, his face now in view, he is smirking, helping you gladly with some of the items but with no promises for the gifts to stop. He only lets you know of your next destination being the amusement park, and you let out a sigh that is one part exhausted and one part dreamy. Yes, by now you're certain, Lancelot's ways of loving you are never to be doubted, unless you plan on facing his overflowing love.

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[chaosangel767]

State of Desire

The First Kinktober fic is Here!! Please remember I do have multiple prompts going on right now so  I will not be posting every day. I hope you guys enjoy 💗

Fandom: IkeRev

Pairing: Jonah x F!Reader

Prompt: Delayed Orgasm

Type: NSFW - Minors DNI

CW:top reader, sub!Jonah, light bondage, cock rings, edging, orgasm delays, female on top, vaginal penetration, crying, begging Jonah, aftercare

WC: 1000+

Notes:  The First Kinktober fic is Here!! Please remember I do have multiple prompts going on right now so  I will not be posting every day. I hope you guys enjoy 💗

Tagging: @thewitchofbooks , @queen-dahlia , @kissmetwicekissmedeadly , @aquagirl1978 , @devildomwritersposts , @canaria-blackwell , @ikesimp100, @kpop-and-otome , @sarahann-1984 , @citizensofcradle , @littlewitty , @curious-skybunny, @lordsisterxotome , @ikehoe , @psychodreamer666 , @tele86 - If your name is crossed out I was unable to tag you. If you want to be tagged/untagged please let me know or fill out this form here.

The candles cast a soft glow over the bat, bathing you fiancé in the soft light. His amber eyes watching you move towards him, unhurried and enjoying the sight of him waiting for you on the bed, his hands bound with his scarf.

Kneeling over him, you press your lips to his, taking in his strawberry taste and hum softly in delight. Your fingers stroke his length, showing him your little ‘gift’, a pretty pink cock ring. A flush spreads across his face when he sees the ring, but his legs spread unconsciously.

“I love you” You murmur in his ear, a warmth filling you when he whispers it back, and  slip the ring around his cock and down to his base. Teasing his shaft, you take him in your mouth, listening to his quicken breathes and soft moans of your name. When you feel his thighs start to shake, you pull away, ignoring his protests. Standing up a little away from the bed, you start to strip, putting on a show of removing every layer down to your shift and lingerie. Untying your hair, you finally look back to the bed, your breath catching at the sight.

Jonah is squirming with his mouth open. No words pass his plush lips as his eyes widen and glaze over in lust. His hips arch off the bed when you start the vibrator in the ring, the sensation foreign to him. Smiling at the look of pure pleasure on his face, you crawl back over him.

Running your hands along his thighs, you tease his skin with circles, focusing on the sensitive parts of his thighs, and moving to stroke his length. You contently watch the way his breath hitches as your thumb brushes along the tip of his cock, spreading his precum around the head. A soft groan passes his lips, his amber eyes begging you to let him come already. Bending down, your tongue teases the vein under this cock and his thighs tremble.

Even he doesn’t know what he wants at this point, tears starting to cloud his amber eyes. Going between begging to cum, begging you to ride him, and breathless moans of your name, words all jumble together. Teasing him a little more, you slowly peel off the rest of your clothes, baring your body for his eyes, watching his eyes roam over your curves and skin. Straddling his thighs, your hand wraps back around his length, pumping slowly as the pleasure starts to build again.

“Please, please” his whimpers are music to your ears as you slowly pump his cock with your hand. Near tears, your name falls from his lips as another orgasm floats just out of his reach. Every fiber of his body is tensed and you trace up the planes of his abs with your tongue, taking your time to trace up to his shoulder. Pressing kisses along his shoulders and neck, you finally press your lips against his. Muffling his moans with your mouth, you stroke him harder.

“Please, I need to cum. Please-” Jonah’s voice hits a new level of breathy, tears falling down his face, a blush covering his features as he begs. A fire breaks out in your core, fueled by the need and desire in Jonah's’ voice, how the tears fall down his face, how his hips thrust in search for additional stimulation. You have never seen the Queen of Hearts like this, in such a state of desire. Pressing a kiss to his lips, you gently wipe every tear that falls. Your fingers find your entrance, preparing yourself and providing some stimulation to the fire in your core. You thrust your fingers in your core, watching Jonah’s eyes trail there, pleas falling from his lips. Finally showing him some mercy, you press your hands against his shoulders, sinking fully onto his cock in one smooth thrust. Jonah's eyes widen when he feels your walls spasm around him. Stutters and groans falling from his lips, his head hitting the pillow. Pressing your lips over his chest, you kiss a mark right over his heart, you quicken your pace. The vibrations from the ring presses perfectly against your clit when you fully sheathe him, and you hum, rocking fast and faster against him. His pleas reach your ears and you press your lips against his, to muffle his sounds. Reaching up to the scarf, you unbind his hands, feeling his hands come down to your hips.

“Cum my Queen”  You finally murmur,  feeling close to your pleasure as Jonah finds his release. More tears glisten from his eyes,  his mouth open and breathing shallow as his mind is enveloped in the haze of his orgasm.

Your orgasm follows right after, squeezing and milking him for every drop as you ride your orgasm out, moaning his name against his lips. Slumping against his chest, the two of you breathe for a moment, before you slide off him, and slowly work the ring off his length. Pressing kisses to his cheek and whispering praises in his ear the whole time. His face is flushed  pink as he catches his breath, words not seeming to form in the post orgasm haze.

Leaving his side momentarily, you return with some water and a washcloth, gently wiping the sweat and tears off the Queen ,watching his eyes close as he lets you wipe him down, just like he’s done to you so many times. The tension in his face, back and shoulders are now a forgotten memory, instead his arms wrap around you waist to pull you back into bed with him, ordering you to cuddle him and situation himself on your chest.

Affection fills your gaze as your fingers comb through his hair, listening to him start to mutter about how much he loves you, and how you aren’t allowed to leave him. The blush seems to have permanently painted his chest and cheeks in a pink hue, as his amber eyes close and he drifts off to sleep on your chest. Looking out the window at the full moon, you glance down to the man in your arms and just smile to yourself, thanking the stars.

#ikemen revolution smut #ikerev smut #jonah clemence #jonah clemence smut #Enchanted Evenings 2022 #Kinktober 2022 Chaya #kinktober 2022 #chayawrites

[toloveawarlord]

Hello! It's that time of year (almost)!

Request Status: CLOSED

I am going to go ahead and open up requests for this so that I have plenty of time to work on them! All information will be listed under the cut, including the list of prompts in text format!

You must be 18+ to request!

I will be editing this to add in the requests that are sent! Unless a day has a strike through, it is still available! I am accepting more than request for each day

Character Choice:

IkePri: All (Except Keith; I don't know him as well)

IkeRev: All

IkeVamp: All

Genshin Impact: Scaramouche; Childe; Pantalone; Zhongli; Kaeya; Diluc; Venti; Chongyun; Heizou; Ayato; Albedo; Xiao; Kazuha; Thoma;

Tokyo Revengers: Ran; Rindou; Mikey; Chifuyu; Kazutora; Koko; Inui: Shinichiro; Wakasa; Izana; Baji; Naoto; Sanzu; Hanma

It shouldn't have to be stated, but for anyone confused, ALL characters will be of legal age.

Requesting:

♦ Choose: x MC or x Reader

♦ Pick a Day (Please pay close attention to day 9: Roleplay)

I am accepting more than one request per day!

Prompts:

1. Consensual Somnophilia - Licht x MC

2. Friends with Benefits - Baji x Reader; Mikey x Reader; Gilbert x MC

3. Office - Lance x MC

4. Punishment- Chevalier x Reader

5. Stuck in the Wall - Xiao x Reader; Baji x Reader x Chifuyu

6. Begging - Leonardo x Reader

7. Aphrodisiac/Sex Pollen - Ray x MC; Diluc x Reader

8. Overstimulation - Venti x Reader; Sub!Clavis x Dom!Reader

9. Role Play (These only: Maid/Servant; Doctor/Nurse; Prisoner/Guard; Teacher/Student; Boss/Employee; Repairman or Delivery Man/Strapped for Cash; Jock/Nerd; Burglar; Study buddies;) - Heizou x Reader (Teacher/Student)

10. Cockwarming - Edgar x MC; Clavis x Reader

11. Blow Job - Shinichiro x Reader

12. Bath/Shower - Sariel x MC; Xiao x Reader

13. Sex Toys - Fenrir x Reader; Sub!Clavis x Dom!Reader

14. Massage - OP's Choice

15. Caught Masturbating - Kokonoi x Reader ; Leonardo x Reader

16. Window/ Balcony - Chevalier x Reader

17. Brat Taming - Kazutora x Reader; Sariel x Reader

18. Outdoors - Ran x Reader

19. Quickie - Inui x Reader

20. Deep Throat - Sanzu x Reader

21. Bondage - Albedo x Reader

22. Breeding - Comte x MC; Sirius x Reader; Harr x Reader

23. Fingering - Kazutora x Reader

24. Edging - Dean x MC

25. Public - Thoma x Reader

26. Squirting: Rindou x Reader; Comte x Reader

27. Car - Baji x Reader

28. Electro Stimulation - Hanma x Reader

29. Rope Play - Draken x Reader

30. Hand cuffs - Pantalone x Reader

31. Fuck Machine: Dom!Scaramouche x Reader;

As a side note: I am always open to requests with my ocs

Happy Kinktober everyone!

-Ruka

#kinktober 2022 #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tokyo revengers smut #ikemen revolution #ikerev #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikemen prince #ikepri #genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact smut #genshin smut

[voltage-vixen]

Summer of Smut 3.0 Content Creation Challenge

(Text prompts can be found at the bottom of this post underneath the cut) What: Returning for the third year, @xxsycamore​ and I are hosting a lively content creation challenge to celebrate the summer with our favorite characters, and to promote/support creators within the various fandoms!

When: July 17th- July 31st (Final deadline to have your submission posted to be included on the Masterlist is August 13th.) 

Targeted Fandoms (ALL are welcome to join in):

Voltage

Mr. Love: Queen’s Choice

Cybird

Hoyoverse

Obey Me

Love Unholyc

Mystic Messenger

Any otome game/Animes

Rules:

Feel free to write/draw/create for as few or as many stories as you would like.You may combine prompts. (You can post it on either day then if you choose to combine.)

AUs are allowed. Suitor x Suitor, Suitor x MC, Suitor x OC, Suitor x NPC are all allowed.

Tags for the event will include #summer of smut & #summer of smut writing challenge.

We will be making a Masterlist to feature all of the stories. If you would like your creations to be included, please be sure to tag me so I can make sure I see them! If I reblogged your story, that means I saw it and it will be included on the Masterlist. Please don’t hesistate to dm me if you have noticed I unintentinally missed anything!

Final deadline to have your submission posted to be included on the Masterlist is August 13th! The final Masterlist will be posted for all on August 14th, so be sure to have everything completed by then!

Have fun and don’t stress over this please! 😎

            If you have any additional questions, you can always reach out to either myself or @xxsycamore​! Thanks for reading this, and I hope you consider joining in on the fun!

FAQ

Text prompts can be found below the cut:

July 17th        Playing dirty in a water fight | Summertime strip tease July 18th        Blow jobs with a cooled tongue | Blow jobs on the beach July 19th        Beach bar flirting ends in a one-night stand | Sexy summer fling July 20th        Nighttime skinny dipping | Forgetting a bathing suit July 21st        Quickies in the shade | A shaded affair July 22nd       Sharing a cold drink | Sharing a popsicle July 23rd        Hand jobs in the car at the outdoor movie theater | Cockwarming                    ��       in the car at the outdoor movie theater July 24th        Sneaking a hand into the bikini | Bonded by the bikini top July 25th        Sleek in sunscreen | Tracing along the tan lines July 26th        Bodies pressed tightly together in the hammock | Sex under the                          sun dress July 27th        Sneaking out of a pool party | Conjoined under the water July 28th        A summer getaway sexathon | Cumming on a cross-country car                            trip July 29th        Hot skin + cold substances | The MC/LI's body as a sponge July 30th       Welcoming the sunrise on the shore | Stranded on an isolated                              island together July 31st        Free Prompt

#summer of smut #summer of smut content creation challenge #voltage inc #genshin impact #obey me #mystic messenger #tears of themis #cybird #ikemen series #ikemen vampire #ikemen sengoku #ikemen prince #ikemen revolution #midnight cinderella #love 365 find your story #samurai love ballad party #love unholyc #mr love queen's choice #ayakashi romance reborn #content creation challenge #otome games #anime

[vanadeyeira]

Key-

♤ I would have to re-read a bit to write on it, so requests may take longer to complete

♡ The easiest for me to write, I could whip out 5 pages rn

◇ Not all that interested in anymore, but still love the characters

♧ I'm probably not interested enough to write this, but feel free to rekindle my love lol

□ Downloaded, but haven't played yet

'Otome' games I've played/are playing

Obey me! ♧

Wizardess Heart+ ◇

Ikémen Sengoku ♡

Ikémen Revolution ♧

Ikémen Vampire ♡

Ikémen Prince ♤

Twisted Wonderland ♡

Bu$tafellows ◇

Blood in Roses+ ♤

Nightmare Harem ♧

The Arcana ♡

Guard me, Sherlock! ♤

Romantic Holic □

Destined to Love □

Nu Carnival ♤

Darling Pet □

Nekopara □

Lost Alice ♤

Ninja Shadow ♤

Eden of Ikemen ♧

Several Shades of S ♧

Triangle/Cross □

Mystic Messanger ♧

Bride of the Twilight □

A3! ♧

Amnesia ♧

Angel or Devil+ ◇

Another Prince ♧

Feral Boyfreind ♧

Love Tangle in Niflheim ♧

Midnight Cinderella ♧

Mononoke Kiss+ ♧

Only Girl in Highschool?! □

Vampire Boyfriend Plus ◇

One that I can't find but mc has amnesia and there is this famous guy you are secretly dating but it's a murder mystery (please send help 😩)

And probably a ton more that I've forgotten

Routes Started

Ikémen Seires

Masamune Date ~ Sengoku

Nobunaga Oda ~ Sengoku

Hideyoshi Toyotomi ~ Sengoku (May finish this route sooner rather than later)

Ieyasu Takugawa ~ Sengoku

Kenshin Uesugi ~ Sengoku

Kennyo ~ Sengoku

Motonari Mouri ~ Sengoku

Sirius Oswald ~ Revolution

Jonah Clemence ~ Revolution

Comté de Saint-Germain ~ Vampire

Leonardo Da Vinci ~ Vampire

Napoleon Bonaparte ~ Vampire

Jean d'Arc ~ Vampire (but mad about it 😅)

Vincent van Gogh ~ Vampire

Arthur Conan Doyle ~ Vampire

Mozart ~ Vampire

Isaac Newton ~ Vampire

The Arcana

Asra

Nadia

Jullian 🤤

Lucio

Ninja Shadow

Asagi

Kagura

Lost Alice

Sid

Kyle

Luke

Blood in Roses

Jack

Rupert

Gerard

Jay

Wizardess Heart

Elias

Klaus

Hugo

Joel

Luca

Ted

Vincent

Yukiya 🥰

Routes Completed (look.. my adhd, Polyamorous ass can't stay focused that long! I've got too much love to give for 1 character at a time)

Mitsuhide Akechi ~ Ikémen Sengoku

Mitsunari Ishida ~ Ikémen Sengoku

Levy ~ Nightmare Harem

Feel free to roast me on my romances lol please recommend routes and games 😁😁

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[badass-at-fandoming]

Fandom: Ikémen Revolution

Pairing: Seth Hyde x gn!Alice x Sirius Oswald x Harr Silver

Tags: PWP, Foursome, Gang Bang, Bondage, Feathers, Anal Sex

Thank you so much, @voltage-vixen and @xxsycamore,​ for organizing this fandom event, and additional thanks to everyone who liked, reblogged, and commented on my writing! This was my first time participating in a fandom writing challenge, and I had tons of fun writing this fic and reading others' amazing contributions. I wish everyone health and wealth in the future.

That Army Appreciation summer pulled the switch lever on your life for a new direction, and the wheels of the years roll on their new train track. For Seth's thirtieth birthday, you guide him to Canis Major's second location in the Central Quarter.

"Are you sure you don't want to go shopping as usual, Alice?" Seth asks.

"Yes!" you insist, whirling around. "Seth," you cup his cheek, "you always live for others, but it's your birthday! Let your loved ones shower you with affection today."

Seth's cheeks pinken at your intense declaration. "If you say so," he mumbles.

You kiss him quick. "You'll like it."

Taking his hand again, you hurry on. Canis Major's windows are only brightened by their blooming displays and the natural afternoon sunlight. The shop interior's lights are off. The front door handle jiggles in the lock, but you have a key. You open the door, take one step forward and two steps left.

"Wha—!" Seth yelps. Glittering blue ropes of magic shoot out and grab Seth by the wrists and ankles. He goes flying through the flower shop and straight up the stairs to the first floor. All according to plan.

You hum in victory as you dust off your trousers and lock the front door again. Without hurry, you shuffle your way upstairs. The door to the master bedroom is open, and you close and lock it for extra security. Nobody else needs to see your birthday boy bacchanal.

Sirius leans down and kisses you in greeting. "Hey," he says. "Good job bringing the brat."

"I'm not a brat!" Seth protests, but anything further is stopped by a gasp. Already naked, Harr Oswald-Silver sits on the sheeted bed and skims a feather over Seth's equally naked body. Your husband wriggles in a bid for escape, but he can't go far. His hands are already tied together and bound to the bed's metal headboard by a length of velvet rope. Sirius must have been the one who added the deep blue blindfold.

"Darling Harr," you praise. You relish the rare instance of his head being low enough for you to ruffle his midnight hair in greeting. He replies with a brief, almost chaste kiss. "Are you ready to torture with kindness?"

Harr nods and hands you the feather. It's a beautiful piece: a flashy peacock tail feather which glints sapphire and emerald seduction. You sit on Seth's left side, and Sirius sits on the right, holding a matching feather aloft. Together, you set to work.

During the war, Harr was a man feared. Children went to bed on the threat that the Joker would eat them otherwise. Knowing the man, you cannot, for the life of you, puzzle out how those stories started. He is gentleness incarnate. His fingers touch softly against Seth's skin; work him open with slow, slick reverence. He licks Seth's nipples with broad, flat strokes, unsatisfied until they both stand at attention. You and Sirius pass the feathers back and forth across Seth's torso, like a pair of lazy cats' tails. Goosebumps thrive. Muscles seize and relax. Seth sucks in uneven bursts of air, like he's swimming underwater.

"Please," Seth begs. His captured hands clench into fists, and his toes grip into the sheets. Those ropes might rub his wrists raw at this rate. "Harr."

You get the feeling that sex would take all afternoon if Harr had his way. As it is, Harr gives a low chuckle. His gray eye glances between you and Sirius. "Has he earned it, do you think?"

Sirius nuzzles into the hollow Seth's neck. "Give us a kiss, punk."

A red flush creeps out from under Seth's blindfold. He turns his face, and Sirius connects them together. They kiss for a breath, two breaths. Sirius is the one who tears away, and you replace his mouth with yours. Seth's lips are feverish and eager. When Seth moans, you back off, only to realize that Harr is in the process of slow penetration. Seth's feet scramble for purchase, and you don't figure out his plan until his legs are already around Harr's waist and pushing him in faster.

"Naughty," you chide and bite into Seth's neck. Hard.

Seth thrashes, but you hold on, sucking and snapping capillaries under your teeth. Sirius takes the peacock feathers away. Harr sets a reliable pace and steadily breaches your husband's ass. By agreement, nobody has touched Seth's cock, but it's practically standing upright. Harr refuses to let up. His tall, skinny body may not look as strong as Sirius' or Seth's, but strength is not all about muscle mass.

Your love mark purples a coin-size patch of skin. Take pride in the teeth marks. Seeing you're finished, Sirius snuggles up to make the other side match. Seth whines a pitiful sound. Minutes tick by, and Harr doesn't cease the easy pace. Sweat dews on his forehead, plasters his black hair to his scalp. His white skin is hot with effort.

When Sirius is satisfied, Harr changes position to balance on his elbows and kiss Seth. Even this little change makes Seth cry out in a mewling whimper. His wrist tendons bulge and relax against the handcuff knot. Harr kisses him deep, nibbles on his lips; shows off how good and sweet it is to kiss Seth Hyde. "Please," Seth begs again between affections. "Please."

With a grunt, Harr thrusts hard into Seth's ass and cums. The wizard shouts, and Seth flexes his core muscles so he can reach Harr's mouth, like swallowing the other man's pleasure can incite his own. It doesn't, as Seth's cock remains unattended. Sirius and you were following the plan, and too rapt in the sight of Harr and Seth besides.

Frustrated tears roll out from under the blue blindfold and down Seth's pink cheeks. Harr dismounts from his position. You help him into the adjoining master bathroom. "How are you feeling?" you ask.

Harr makes a little, secret smile. "Good."

You find a washcloth and wet it with warm water. "When we stormed the Magic Tower together, did you ever think we'd be here? Married swingers having a birthday sex party?"

Harr shakes his great black mane. "No, but I'm glad we are."

Mopping his stains, you clean Harr up. After you hang the washcloth to dry, Harr hugs you, and you automatically relax in his arms. The thrum of his heart is a steady comfort. Soft feelings of home, of safety, of prayers answered bloom like night flowers everywhere your skin touches his. He smells like magic, like purple sparks and crushed morning grass. The embrace is easy and effortless. You're not sad when he lets go, because you know you can always ask for more.

The master bedroom tableau that greets you and Harr is an entirely different scene. Like Harr, people can be so blinded by Sirius' reputation that they don't see the man underneath. To others, Sirius is paternal and patient. His intelligence, dedication, and keen observation orbit around others, and in their service. He is hyper-aware of his strength and authority, and dams their tide so he can handle people, situations, and objects as delicate as glass. These are excellent qualities, to be sure, but care-giving is neither the beginning nor ending of Sirius Oswald-Silver. Just like them, there is anger, frustration; the self, its desires.

And sometimes the self doesn't want to be gentle. Sometimes the self likes it rough. Happily, Seth also likes it rough, so two of the kindest, most caring men you know are pleased as punch to tear each other apart.

Sirius slams into Seth's ass so hard the bed shakes. Seth writhes. Another pounding, and the mattress scoots in the bedframe. "I can't—" Seth says. "Sirius, I—"

"Don't cum yet," Sirius grits through clenched teeth. He punctuates with rapid thrusts. The mattress springs shriek in protest, and Seth's face darkens vermilion with effort. You pad closer to better observe the fists clenched, the half-hidden abs tighten; the pre-cum weep.

"No!" Seth wails, as his cock disobeys. Hands or no hands, white spunk shoots out of him. Sirius milks it as long as he can, but when Seth goes shivering and quiet, he stops. He glances at you and Harr, and you shake your head. It's rest time.

Sirius dismounts. His still-hard cock drips with lube and Harr's seed. Tasty, but not your problem right now. While Harr attends his husband in the bathroom, you snuggle up and play with the edges to Seth's blindfold. Salty tears tracks crisscross his cheeks. When another tear leaks out, you catch it with the pad of a finger. "Hey," you say, soft. "Okay to untie you?"

Seth's affirmation sounds choked in snot. "Yeah."

If he wanted, Seth could escape these bonds easy. Basic safety demands he know. The ropes loosen and unfurl, and Seth's arms lay limp. You're the one takes a forearm and begins a massage. You work your way from the tendons to the hand. Press a kiss on the fading red ring of the wrist. Finish rubbing the tips of each finger before starting the whole process again on his right arm.

The rise and fall of Seth's ribs settle into an even rhythm. He clears his throat and sniffles. Eventually, he lifts the blindfold off his head. "Can I try again?"

You laugh. "You always reach for the impossible."

"Because I know nothing is impossible between us. [heart emoji]" he replies without missing a beat. He lifts the blindfold off and blinks in the light. His brown eyes are clear and lovely. "Hello there, sweetie 🎶."

"Hello 🎶"

"You're still dressed?"

"I was distracted," you laugh and pet Seth's blue hair. "You're so pretty that I forget everything else."

You hear an obvious groan from the bathroom. The boys can entertain themselves nicely. Seth boops the flat of your palm with his nose. "Let's have a cat nap while they finish."

"Is this a command from the birthday girl?" you tease.

"Absolutely ⭐️."

You lay down on your side facing away from Seth. He snuggles in, wraps his arm around you, and nuzzles in to breathe the scent of your hair. "I love this," he murmurs. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Too keyed up, you fail to fall asleep, but feeling Seth relax around you is its own type of magic. The warm thrum of his body sends peace into your heart. The sounds in the bathroom paint a thrilling picture of domestic bliss. A dream-like contentment settles over the pair of you. Maybe it would have lasted forever if Sirius hadn't touched Seth's shoulder and asked, "Are you awake?"

Seth rolls over onto his back and makes a "mmn" noise of affirmation. He pulls Sirius into a kiss, which deepens into a make out session. You enjoy your front row seat. Skin flushed with heat, Sirius and Harr look freshly toweled off from a shower. The matching His & His boxers make a smile.

"You're still sticky," Sirius says, breaking off the kiss. He rubs his nose against Seth's and smiles. "How are you feeling?"

"Good ⭐️," Seth says. "Except for one glaring error."

Sirius arches a brow. "Which is?"

"We've left Alice out!" Seth exclaims. "I want them."

You can't stop the grin, and Harr huffs quiet laughter.

"You're up for it? You don't have to push yourself."

"I'm fine," you reassure him, just in case.

Seth rolls to face you in the most dramatic fashion possible. "Don't lie to me, Alice!" He smashes your lips together, presses with teeth and tongue. He grabs your leg and lifts it upward to cradle his hipbone. You feel growing hardness against your arousal. "You're aching."

That is true. You've been watching your husband get railed all afternoon, and you would love a turn. Smooth as a dance done a hundred times, you guide Seth on his back and straddle his waist. Like attendant angels, Harr and Sirius arrange themselves against Seth's sides. Sirius slides his mused hair back from his forehead while Harr's fingers creep downward to perform, long rough pulls on Seth's cock. You focus on kissing: on the taste of his mouth, the rose flower sweat of his skin, the suck of his tongue.

You're prepared well before this moment. Seth's cock slips in easy and you immediately set a moderate pace. Your slow snap, pull of hips is rewarded with ankles hooked around your back. Arousal simmers to a boil inside you. Your body sparks alive. You grip and dig fingernails into his waist. Harr and Sirius hold Seth's hands in firm grips—a gentle restriction for the gentle love you're making.

Pulses of liquid pleasure bolt through you with every move. Seth pants and watches you with hunger. Fingers still laced in Seth's, Sirius scoots forward and bites a nipple. Seth moans and squirms and arches. Harr stokes your fire with strokes to your sex, adding kindling to inferno.

All the sensations and emotions of the afternoon coalesce in the mind's eye, and your orgasm, hard. You slam rapidly into Seth, chasing feelings. He cums with a cry and a jolt.

Instantly, Sirius and Harr are on you, showering praise and pets and kisses. Seth receives the same treatment. An odd sense of triumph whirls through your heart. With a smile, you kiss each partner back. When you move off Seth, Sirius sweeps you up in his arms and kisses your forehead. "Your turn for a shower, I think."

Harr carries Seth like a bride right behind you. "Sirius pre-made dinner. We just have to heat it up. You'll like it."

"I'm excited! You really made a feast for me?" The bathroom is very crowded, and Sirius lets you slip down to standing in the tub.

"Of course, sweetie," you say to Seth. Harr cradles him to his chest, making Seth the perfect height for a kiss. "Happy Birthday."

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