#kylar degrees of lewdity

[xlovingcupcakex]

M!Kylar x F!Reader - Puppy Love (SMUT)

Basically you go to a party looking for a hookup and Kylar catches your attention. Being the first person who doesn't treat him like shit, he instantly falls in love and agrees, especially with your earlier flirting.

2.350 words.

“Isn't he kind of cute...?” you mused to yourself, eyeing up your prey. Around your height, dark hair, green eyes. Nervous. He looks at the floor and holds his cup, shoulders tense, back leaning against the wall. You moved towards him with a glint in your eye. Everyone seemed to avoid him. You weren’t really sure why, but you won’t complain. It just meant less competition for you.  

With confident steps, you neared the young man. He still didn’t notice you. But that’s fine. You would get him soon enough and all his attention would be on you. Soon, you were only a few steps away from him. You leaned against the wall next to him, before putting your head on his shoulder and giving him the cutest, innocent smile, you could muster. He seemed like the type to enjoy it.  

A shy blush rose to his cheeks as he gripped the cup tighter, the plastic in his hand denting slightly from how hard he was gripping it. He made no attempts to move away, which you took as a quiet yes. Pretty, vibrant green eyes stared back into yours. He gulped as you took in his expression, his adam’s apple moving. Your gaze followed subtly lower, noticing his exposed collarbone, before flicking back up again. His face reddened as you leaned closer to him, your warm breath brushing against his neck.  

“How about we leave this party... And get to know each other better, hmm? Would you like that?” keeping up the innocent facade, your hand trailed up his arm, before locking your arms together. As soon as he gave the smallest of nods at you, you started to lead him away from the bustling gathering, opting to move away from the bar at the beach and going to the park instead.  

Sitting down on the fountain, you immediately closed the distance between the two of you, your thigh touching his. A squeak escaped him as you kissed him. His lips were slightly chapped, but soft and pleasant anyways.  

His palms gripped at his jeans, clutching the material tightly as he was breathing loudly, unsure of what to do. You continued to kiss him, leading him slowly as you put your hand on his cheek and tilted his head, deepening the kiss. Your other hand traveled to one of his hands, hoping to calm him down as you trailed soft patterns consisting of stars and hearts on his hand.  

You could hear his heartbeat. His breathing got heavier. 

Opening your eyes, you saw a gaze so intense that it made you feel hot in your lower stomach. Was he observing you all this time? It made you a little self-conscious. You pulled back from the kiss, both of your cheeks flushed a pale shade as he continued to stare at you, anxious as ever. Smiling at him, you gave him another kiss, this time on his hot cheek, before whispering. “Is this what love at first sight feels like? I think I like it. It would be nice to know the name of my love, though.” 

Pulling back again, you have him an innocent expression yet again. He was wrapped all around your finger, now. You could tell by his gaze. Lovestruck, shy, but most importantly, so, so eager. Poor boy couldn’t hold in his excitement so much that he pulled you into another kiss, this time sloppy and wet. All hesitation seemed to escape his reasoning as he tried to recreate what you did earlier, trying his best to deepen the kiss. His hands, compared to how they were before, impatiently twitched as he placed them on your hips and brought you closer. Towering over you as you were forced to lean back because of the close proximity  

Like a switch, he turned into a whimpering, pathetic mess as you refused to grant him access as he probed at your lips with his tongue. “Noona... P-please, m-more...” 

With a shaking breath, he was basically begging you while you smiled at him teasingly. “I don’t know, Puppy... Maybe if you tell me your name? I’ll give you mine as well, hmm?” 

It was all it took for him to tell you about his name with a stutter, before latching onto your neck and placing wet kisses all over it. His eagerness was really endearing. It almost made you reconsider sleeping with him. Such a cute and innocent dude, so flustered and eager for you. “Good boy...” you moaned out, before roughly tugging at the back of his head, exposing his neck as was forced to pull away. A whiny moan left him as he looked at you, eyes full of desperation. It soon changed to surprise as you pulled him in towards you, lips meeting, giving him what he begged for earlier.  

The moan he let out was shameless as he wrapped his arm around your waist, letting you take back full control of the situation once more. Kylar wanted nothing more than to make you happy in this moment. “I... I want to be with you... P-Please, Noona!” a rush of excitement filled him as he took in your appearance, completely mesmerized as he admired your beauty. You didn’t even notice when he took his hands into yours, tumbling and playing with them in a similar way you did earlier. 

He didn’t need to say more as you dragged him back to your house after he begged you so nicely. As soon as you stepped inside your room Kylar didn’t hesitate to drag you to the bed, him falling first and you following shortly after, falling on top of him and straddling his hips. The sheer size of his manhood surprised you at how big it was, even under your body and under the layer of his clothes. 

“Noona...” his hips buckled upwards, meeting yours and dry humping you, his grip on your hips almost bruising as he tries to encourage you to move with him as well, desperate for your touch.  

Seeing him under you was almost magical. Big, bright blush, reaching past his ears and his neck. His shirt rose up slightly upwards from all the moving and dry humping, exposing his stomach. Eyes soaking up your every curve on your body, slightly teary from how sensitive he was being, his expression erotic. 

It made you want to tease him more, but you were already pretty eager to get it going. You made sure to give him a nice view as you look off your shirt, exposing your lace bra. You bended your body forward, almost pushing up your breasts up his face, before you got rid of the bra as well, throwing it somewhere on the ground.  

Kylar’s hands twitched as he licked his lips, eyeing up your body hungrily. He could feel his self-preservation slip the more he looked at you and your body, his heart beating so fast he was sure you could hear it. Your expression was cute as well. He loved seeing the way you got all worked up for him. He hoped only he saw that naughty part of you.  

“Come on, Kylar~” you gave a teasing roll of your hips. “Let’s get you naked as well, huh?” 

You didn’t need to tell him twice as you got off of him, giving him the chance to take off his shirt and the rest of his clothes as well. Giving him a show, you made sure to arch your back as you took off your pants and panties at once, exposing your sex. Although you couldn’t see his expression, you did hear a gasp and a belt unbuckling, before being dragged back into the bed and being thrown on your back.  

Kylar didn’t waste any time as he eagerly positioned himself between your legs, running the tip up and down between your folds. He moaned at the way his tip glistened with your arousal. One of his arms was above your head, pinning you. Poor Kylar was begging for you to let him enter you, a soft whine escaping him as he continued to move his cock up and down impatiently.  

You couldn’t help but giggle a little at his eagerness. This time you were the one leaning on your elbows as you looked down, curious on what his cock looked like. It was easily described as large, with a pretty, swollen tip. He was already leaking lots of precum.  

The thought of having something so big inside you made you shudder. You couldn’t help but notice how it’s his first time, and suddenly, you felt much more self-conscious than before. You were confident, but you didn’t really want to disappoint him. Everything felt so intimate, now. It wouldn’t hurt to make it a bit more special for him, right...? 

“Come here, Puppy.” 

You reached out your arm and wrapped it around his neck, before bringing him closer and kissing him, using as much passion as you could. You opened your mouth and gently probed at him with your tongue, encouraging him to deepen the kiss. He followed your lead eagerly, leaning into you some more, almost laying on top of you.  

Your chests were touching, and Kylar couldn’t help but let go of his cock to grab one of your tits instead, giving it a curious squeeze as he panted into the kiss, enjoying the close proximity and the feel of your body. You muttered a soft “Good job.” under your breath at how he tried his best to please you. As a reward you flipped him on his back and positioned his cock at your entrance, but not before spitting on your hand and giving his cock some extra lubrication.  

Watching his reaction, you lowered yourself gently on his length. His eyes widened in surprise as your velvety walls enveloped and welcomed his cock. A loud whine followed by a high-pitched wheeze as he grabbed at the sheets, his hips moving upwards automatically, trying to reach as deep as possible. When you gave your hips an experimental roll, he swore he could see heaven. A moan of your own leaves you at the feeling, it’s been a while since you’ve had a cock this good.  

“Oh, Puppy...” you said in a scolding tone as his chest heaved up and down, struggling to catch his breath. You think you saw him almost biting his tongue, trying his best to hold in the noises as he already spilled inside you from the stimulation. As much as you wanted to find it annoying, it was... Endearing in a way.  

“Look at the mess you made, so eager...” you moved your hips, with Kylar still being sensitive in his post-orgasmic bliss, not minding the cum that leaked out of your hole and dripped down onto your sheets. It’s obvious cumming once won’t do it for him and you were more than happy to accommodate that.  

His expression looked almost like he was in pain from the over-stimulation. His hand moved from the sheets and to your thighs, to your stomach and your waist, anywhere he could reach in the state he was in. He was basically shaking, drool leaking as he looked at you through teary eyes, his voice trembling as he apologized to you, “S-Sorry, I-I'll be good, I p-promise...” 

You took the initiative and brought his hand to your cheek as you rode him and moaned his name, leaning into his touch. Poor baby was in heaven, drinking up the sight of you riding him, his cum oozing out of your cunt. It’s okay, he calmed himself, gulping down the air. He’ll just make sure to fill you up some more. Everything for his love.  

You muttered another “Good Boy...” against his ear, putting your back into riding him to another orgasm, this time eager to reach your own as well. Kylar wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing you as close as possible, his own hips moving, chasing his sweet release. He choked on air when you started to kiss and bite down on his neck, moaning more praises all the while, encouraging him to move as well and to touch you.  

He knew you didn’t cum yet, which prevented him from cumming to early again.  

He guessed you were close by the way you were clenching down, milking and squeezing him each time your hips moved, and the way your breathing was uneven, hitching each time he hit your cervix. His own pace was relentless, not giving you any time to stop even when you were gasping for air. He continued to rut into you even after you came, refusing to leave you unsatisfied and empty.  

“Noona... N-gah! Noona... I l-love you!”  

His hips stuttered as he reached his second peak, a content sight and grunt leaving him as he spilled inside of you, coating your walls once more. You were all spent, not bothering to remove yourself from him, instead still straddling his hips, his cock deep inside you as you tried to catch your breath, your sweat glistening in the dimly lit room. Kylar didn’t seem to mind. On the contrary, he seemed to enjoy it very much, going as far as to bring you closer to him, encouraging you to lay your head down in the crook of his neck.  

He didn’t hesitate to inhale the scent of your shampoo as you guys cuddled. His arms were wrapped around you protectively, refusing to let you go. His vibrant eyes were filled with so much love it made you feel a certain type of way, your own heartbeat quickening. You were sure he could hear it as well.  

Eventually, with some light giggles, you finally could lay beside Kylar normally. You were no longer straddling his hips, and he took the chance to cuddle into you instead, his head on your chest as he pressed soft kisses wherever he could reach, one of his hands on your hips as he traced patterns with his thumb. It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep like this. You’ll talk things with him tomorrow instead.  

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[monst3rf00ker]

Fem!Kylar (I had to reupload cause I wrote Jealousy wrong, im so dumb sometimes ) Enjoy!

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[propertyofwhitney67]

His Gift

M!Kylar x F!Reader

Words: 553

TW: smut, dubcon-ish?, breeding (it's Kylar what did you expect),

Note: My first ever Kylar fic and I was far too ambitious and made it smutty. This should never see the light of day...

I felt something holding me as I woke up in a sweat. I froze in fear and looked over to thankfully only find Kylar. I petted his hair, slowly waking him. “Good morning.”

He smiled and held me tighter, “Good morning, my love. Happy Valentine's Day.” He kissed me, his teeth clashing against mine painfully. He still had learning to do on that front. 

When I pulled back from the messy kiss, I noticed my window was wide open. I looked down at Kylar, “How did you get in?”

He looked a little sheepish at first, “Through the window.” He explained, slowly gaining that crazy look to him that I loved so dearly. “I wanted to be the first thing you saw when you woke up.”

I chuckled and kissed his cheek, causing him to blush. “How thoughtful of you. How about I give you your first gift of the day?” I shrugged off the blanket and went to my wardrobe, pulling out the new lingerie I bought.

I loved watching his reaction as I changed out of my pajamas and into the lingerie. His eyes were wide and he was fidgeting, wanting to get his hands on me. I twirled and posed for him as he sat on the bed, “What do you think?”

He continued to fidget and blush, “Y-You look beautiful, my love.” He reached out his small hands to touch me, he couldn’t keep them from shaking. “You always look so beautiful…” He got lost in admiring my body, his hands resting on my hips.

“I got them just for you,” I whispered and took his hands off my hips, pushing him back on the bed and hovering over him. “Now for your next gift.” I unhooked my bra and tossed it to the side. He tentatively reached up, grabbing my breasts and squeezing them with his small hands.

His breathing became heavy as he continued groping my chest, “Please…take it off.”

I pulled back and laughed at how pathetic he sounded, “Lucky for you, me being naked is a part of your gift.” Just to tease him, I slowly stripped off my remaining lingerie.

“Stop teasing…” Kylar whined and reached out to pull down my panties. I playfully smacked his hands away, causing him to get angry. He frowned and ripped the rest of the lingerie from my body. He then pinned me under him, he’s strong when he gets like this.

He kept me pinned with one arm and with the other freeing his cock from his pants. “Kylar…” I trailed off. He ignored me and rubbed the head of his cock against my entrance, collecting my wetness. 

He moaned like a pathetic virgin as he entered me, “You feel so good…” He couldn’t hold back for long and began to thrust in and out of me. “You’re going to look so beautiful pregnant.”

I clenched around him, his words affecting me.  “Fuck…breed me.” He began to thrust furiously upon hearing my words.

“You’re perfect…” He mumbled, hiding his face in my neck. Occasionally kissing and biting me, but mostly just breathing heavily. 

Kylar moaned loudly in my ear as he came. I laughed at how quickly he came, “You’re so pathetic.” I brushed the hair out of his face and kissed his forehead. “I love you.”

𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

𝘒𝘰-𝘍𝘪

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[alovesicklunatic]

I’ve changed his hair

he is now more emo

Ugh he is so stupid and annoying I hate him… any ways I want to get this man pregnant.

(Edit: I forgot his scars noooooo)

I wanted to make his hair fit how i imagined him more and the kind of stuff he’s into sooooo here it is

#art #fanart #dol fanart #dol kylar #kylar dol #kylar the loner #kylar degrees of lewdity #degrees of lewdity #digital art #digital sketch #degrees of lewdity kylar #out of tags whoops

[kylars-owner]

he is (not) your cousin

TW: sorta pseudo incest?, monster kylar, tentacles, gaslighting?

Characters: m! Kylar, gn! Reader

Notes: hnngh

He is not your cousin.

You have never seen him before. Your aunt and uncle are open about never wanting kids, and have stuck by that. They’re also rather young to have an eighteen year old son.

No, you know for a fact he is not your cousin.

So, why?

Why is everyone so insistent that he is, that you’re just being mean for challenging it?

They call him Kylar. 

People not speaking doesn’t usually bother you, whether they are silent by choice or by circumstance, but his silence bothers you. Why does everyone act as if he speaks, when his mouth remains firmly shut and he makes no noise? He has not once opened his mouth that you have seen, and yet everyone responds to him as if he has spoken. They ask him questions and think he has answered. 

They all know a shocking amount about him.

In fact, you’re pretty sure your own parents know more about this stranger of a cousin than their own child. The people around will act as if it is strange when you don’t know things, then tell you about him. You don’t always listen. You think he knows you don’t, and get the feeling it upsets him.

Kylar stares at you constantly. Every time you’re in the same room his eyes rarely leave your form, if at all. His eyes are a green that is all too bright, as if he is wearing contacts. They give you headaches when you look into them.

Some nights he stays over. You are forced to let him sleep on an air mattress on the floor of your room. Those few nights are the worst, as you feel him stand over your bed, staring down at you as you try to sleep. It is in these moments you notice he completely lacks the faint noise of a person breathing.

One day you catch him on your computer. His face is red as you him to leave.

The next day tentacles seem to sprout from his back, curling under his shirt and crawling around aimlessly. This is treated with such normalcy you start to question your perception of the world. This is the first time you take your consideration of his inhumanity seriously. You never need to question it again. There is no longer a way to make yourself think otherwise.

His tentacles wander, often towards you. Bringing up the way they touch you is always blamed on you. You are in the wrong for even bringing them up, citing that you know he is insecure about them, that you know he cannot control them. You are not sure how true that is.

You do not have a cousin named Kylar.

...

Your cousin is named Kylar.

He only speaks to you in quiet whispers. His voice is soft and almost pitchy, raspy in a way that suggests he hardly speaks. His accent seems to not come from any specific region or dialect that you can pin down. 

When he started going to school with you, he made a social pariah of himself by doing nothing at all. You have become one as well, all for sticking up for him. He seems pleased, at least, that you are kind to him. He is happy that you are there for him. 

You do not question when he calls you his.

You do not question when he nuzzles close to you on cold summer days.

You do not question when you wake up at night nude, with his tentacles roaming and touching you body, squeezing rhythmically. 

...

Your boyfriend is named Kylar.

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[calicoholic]

Lil' ratboi Kylar

I might make more probably :9

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[chentastic]

Can you draw,, kylar,, with a pillow. Doing whatever you think he'd do with a pillow unsupervised

Kylar is pathetic but still I want to believe in my head (delusional) he takes care of that pillow and washes it almost every day.

Pc would definitely throw it in the fire if he finds it.

🔞

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[yanmaresu]

Fem! Kylar inside the cleaning room

I'm trying to practice you common anime pov popular among men, as you can see I'm failing sdhbfsjaf

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[collarkylar]

some1 in the dol discord drew a really good emo kylar and I had to draw him 😭

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[neptune-knows]

rip kylar its a shame you arent real the tumblr discourse you'd get into would be fucking insane

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[xlovingcupcakex]

M!Kylar x F!Reader - Gaming (Part 2)

Uhh. Me every 300 words: Kylar sex Kylar sex Kylar sex Kylar sex Ky--

Summary: You and Kylar meet. Kylar is being a creep. Pushes boundaries. Possesive Kylar behaviour. Typical Kylar delusions. As mentioned before, Kylar kinda belives you guys are e dating for some reason.

2.7k words of basically pushing boundaries and hornyness. Lot's of escalating.

The gas station – bright and vibrant during the night – was mostly empty at this hour. You anxiously sat in the seating area, a cup of hot chocolate in your hand as you checked the time once again. Anytime now.  

Anytime now and Kylar should be here soon. You intuitively pressed yourself into the corner of the couch, trying your best to minimize your form as you tapped your finger against the paper cup in your hand. It was probably too late to hide or leave by now. 

As soon as your phone screen lighted up, you instantly checked the notifications. A discord message greeted you. It’s Kylar. 

“I got off the bus stop. I’ll be at the gas station in 5 minutes, Love.” 

A cold feeling washed over you and your legs felt weak as you looked at the message. Two minutes passed. You were too nervous to watch the entrance door. 

Another two minutes.  

30 seconds.  

You froze up, gripping the phone tighter in your hand. Your feet were pressed into the floor with all your willpower. Your form was hidden in the corner of the gas station and other than the worker behind the counter, you were the only one inside. Would he be disappointed in how you looked? Did you look nice enough? 

The bell rang and you looked straight at the table, too nervous to look up and check if it’s Kylar. You didn’t even know how to recognize him.  

You didn’t have to worry about recognizing him, since it seems he called you immediately on discord upon entering the shop, sound of the ringtone playing all over the gas station. Shifting your position, you stiffly positioned yourself in the direction of the entrance, and there he was, you guessed. A baggy hoodie over his form, with some black ripped jeans to go along with it. A mop of black, tousled hair, with some dark eyebags under his eyes. He looked down on his phone, a nervous expression on his face. 

He looked surprisingly... Cute. Shy. Sleepless. 

As you looked up at him, he found your form shortly after, thanks to the discord ringtone.  

His gaze was intense as he looked you, before slowly making his way towards you, a little unsure of himself, but pressing on, nevertheless.  

You could feel a blush rising to your cheeks from how nervous you were, you casted your gaze towards the cup you were holding, feeling bashful. It was too hot inside. The steps stopped before your table and you forced yourself to look up.  

Green eyes. The most vibrant green you’ve ever seen. Piercing right through you. The man tore away his gaze, looking to the side, before sending you a shy smile.  

“(Name)? Is... that you, Love?” Kylar asked, before taking a deep breath to calm himself down. He nervously moved his hand around in his pocket.  

“Y-Yeah. Are you... Kylar?” He visibly cheered up upon hearing your name, looking less stressed as he heard your voice. You sounded even better in real life. It was like melody to his ears. He took a seat in front of you. 

“So (Name), um... Love.  What do you want to do... Do you still want me to be your... Blanket?” asked Kylar.  

You opened your mouth to say something, anything. In the end, you looked like a fish out of the water and only nodded your head. Your hands trembled under the table as you shyly played with the material of your outfit, unsure of what to say or do. 

Kylar stood up; palms pressed against the table as he picked himself up, getting ready to leave, seemingly twitching to touch you. He grabbed your hand, before looking down towards the floor, a blush on his features, eyes slowly drinking in the shape and look of your legs.  

His hand gave yours a small squeeze as he led you outside, with you slowly trailing after him. His hand felt warm and slightly sweaty. Or maybe it was your hand that was sweaty? You really couldn’t tell the difference at the moment.  

“Where would you like to go, Love?”  

With another, gentle squeeze, Kylar shot you a questioning look as you calmed your beating heart. Gripping his hand tighter, you nodded in the direction of your home, guiding him. “My home is in this direction.” you said.  

The air felt crisp, sharply hitting your face as both of you walked. Kylar couldn't believe his luck; he was relishing in the chance to finally be beside you and touch you, to feel your warmth against his. A shudder of pleasure ran down his back, making goosebumps rise all over his arms, making his hands involuntarily jerk.  

He diligently paid attention to every detail as you walked. You didn’t notice – the lanterns barely casting any light – as you continued to walk. He examined your hair, how it moved and glittered under the light, how vapor escaped your lips as you took a breath, the sound of your steps. He did his best to crave it into his memory.  

After 10 minutes or so, you and Kylar stood in front of your flat. You took the keys out of your jacket and unlocked the door, before pushing it open, familiar warmth welcoming you. You let Kylar take the first step inside, which he went ahead with.  

His fingers trailed against the wall, before flattening his palm as he took off his shoes. You followed after him inside – after taking off your jacket and shoes – before welcoming him into the open space that was your living room.  

“Here we are...” you anxiously shifted from one foot to the other, waiting for his reaction. Looking straight at him as he took in the décor, your stare bringing a pale blush on his cheeks. 

He slowly walked up to you, hands trembling with anticipation as he continued to close the gap. Now, standing in front of you, he hugged you tightly, his smell taking over your senses. Oh, he waited for so long! So much so he didn’t even notice how you tensed up, clearly surprised. He shamelessly took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of your shampoo and perfume. “It’s a nice place, Love...” 

"K-Kylar...?” you managed to squeak out, but he didn’t listen. Instead, he snuggled more into the crook of your neck, his nose bumping the skin. Upon feeling his lips, another squeal left your lips, which seemed to finally make him come to his senses, but not back off.  

“S-sorry, Love... I just... Waited for such a long time...” 

A dreamy sigh escaped him. You were so good. So cute. Even your shy expression made his heart race and face curl up into a timid smile. So, so adorable! So adorable how you were so shy you tried to take a step back, only for him to grab you closer to him, overwhelming you.  

This felt good. Nice. Kylar was in heaven as he held you in his arms, feeling quite content just holding you.  

Your face felt hot. Hands awkwardly on your sides.  

Black hair tickled your face as you let him hug you, heart fluttering at the proximity. Eventually, you wriggled free your hands and arms. With one arm, you hugged him back. Meanwhile, you reached your free hand to pat at his head, removing some hair that covered up his face; letting you get a clear look at his expression. 

A small bead of sweat rolled off of his temple, running down towards his jaw. His eyebrows were relaxed. Closed eyes and a small on his face made him look harmless. With his hair out of the way, the eyebags didn’t seem as severe as before. With the way how peaceful he looked, you felt guilty about your earlier reaction. He was like a total puppy. It was you who invited him over, after all.  

“Ky, do you want to grab some snacks? We can watch a movie on the sofa.” you said, gradually pulling back. This time, he let you go without any problems. An excited expression on his face as he nodded, lips pursed together, the corners threatening to rise up.  

“Great, you can stay here, and pick something on Netflix. The remote is on the table. I’ll be back soon.” 

You briskly walked to the kitchen, which wasn’t that large, but enough for you. Pressing your palms against the cold surface of the countertop, you took a few deep breaths, before reaching for some snacks from the cabinet.  

“Let me get this for you, Love...” 

You swiftly turned around, coming face to face with Kylar as he eagerly wrapped his arm around your waist, before pushing you towards him. His head rested on your shoulder, his breath hitting your neck and creating goosebumps. You instinctively arched your back at the sensation, a noise of surprise escaping you. Kylar reached for the snacks you looked at earlier and placed them snugly into your hands. 

“Thanks...” you muttered, trying to create some distance. Kylar still didn’t let go, holding you close, clearly enjoying himself. “You can let go, now.” 

“Oh, right! Sorry, Love. You just feel so nice...” Kylar let you slip out of his grasp, a bashful and sheepish expression on his face, as he blushed and looked away. “You smell nice. I like your perfume.” 

“You are taking the role of my... Blanket quite seriously, are you not?” you teased, hoping to ease the feeling in the pit of your stomach. It helped a little.  

Kylar tensed up a little, before taking your hand in his. Seems he didn’t appreciate the teasing this time. “You wanted me to be your blanket, my Love, d-did you not? I came all the way j-just for you,” Kylar stuttered and too a shaky breath before giving your hand another squeeze and continuing, “You wanted t-to be my pillow as w-well. You have to keep your word, my Cherry.” 

You nodded your head, acknowledging what Kylar said. “You are right, I remember...” 

Freeing your hand seemed impossible as he made you trail behind him as he walked to the couch. He motioned for you to sit, and you did as you were told. The snacks were on the table, long forgotten.  

He sat beside you, your hand still in his. Soon, he placed some of his weight on top of you, his head resting on your shoulder again. The close proximity still made you nervous, especially with his prior behavior. But you couldn't pinpoint why.  

He was quite adamant and touchy right now, but he was lovely-dovely with you on voice as well, so you guessed that there had to be an explanation for his behavior, at least somewhere. You racked your brain for possible answers as Kylar continued to cuddle and nestle info your form. 

He enjoyed your warmth so much. Your perfume. Your shampoo. It was almost too much for him. His self-preservation was wearing thin. You were all he wanted. All he could think about ever since you invited him into your friends list on League. So sweet. So loveable. You deserved everything and he will gladly show you, his love, how far he is willing to go for you.  

He swiftly turned on the movie, just like the both of you planned ever since coming back home. On the cozy sofa, with the noise from the background from the TV, Kylar’s attention went back to you, to admiring your beauty. The color of your eyes, your focused expression, the small twitch of your muscles. He’ll make sure to remember everything, every little detail. It will be burned into his memory. 

“You are wonderful,” Kylar muttered into your shoulder, which made you cast a glance in his general direction. “I-I’ll be the best boyfriend, I promise. I’m so happy you gave me the chance.” 

You tensed up. You did? You don’t remember anything that would make him think you guys were a couple. At least not yet. Everything fell into place as you thought through his behavior. Being touchy, being so eager to please, the pet names... It all made sense.  

Maybe you did give him the impression of being his girlfriend...? You searched every possible memory. Was it your flirting, being just nice to him? It must have been. You did have feelings for him, but you didn’t officially agree to be his girlfriend, yet. A cold feeling washed over your body. Kylar didn’t seem to notice. Were you supposed to just... Roll with it? It wouldn’t be so bad. Seems like he already likes you plenty. At least his behavior from earlier made sense, now.  

You didn’t hate his touch. It was nice. It just confused you earlier. That must be it. The last thing you expected out of yourself was to pick up a lost puppy that has fallen for you.  

You used your free arm to cautiously wrap it around Kylar. It made him nuzzle into you more. He shuffled a little, scooping himself closer, before gradually lowering himself and placing his head on your chest instead. You played with his hair. A content noise left him as he relished in the feeling of your fingers in his hair. Seems like you didn’t need to answer him, as your touch was enough. 

You casted your gaze towards the movie. The room was mostly dark, save for the TV before you. You didn’t notice when Kylar let go of your hand. Instead, it traveled around your waist, bringing you closer. His other hand was on your thigh, gradually itching towards the inside rather than the outside, diligently watching out for your reaction, eagerly checking how far you’ll let him go with you.  

He gave your thigh an experimental squeeze. Your body tensed up, your look traveling down to his hand. But you didn’t stop him, and that was enough for him. A blush on your cheeks and your quickened heartbeat told him everything he needed to know. 

In one, swift movement, he raised himself up. The hand that was on your waist was now on your cheek. Another squeeze to your thigh. This time it was much rougher, impatient. Eager. By instinct, you leaned to the side, where there was more space. Your back glided down the backrest of the sofa as a result, which gave Kylar a chance to follow after you. He locked you in place with one of his legs between your thighs as you laid on the sofa, your hair now messy and your expression surprised as your lips parted in a quiet gasp.  

The hand that was on your thigh earlier was now on your left side, holding up Kylar’s weight as he leaned in closer towards your face. “You are so pretty, my Love...” 

Vibrant, green eyes stared back at you through messy, black hair as you felt his breath on your lips, before he finally hissed you. Deep breaths left past his nostrils, before a low moan rang in your ears. 

“S-so, so good. My Love tastes so good...”  

He didn’t let you get a word in before he kissed you again, with more force this time, deepening the kiss. His free hand traveled down from your cheek to your ear, down your collarbone, before finally groping at the mound of flesh under his fingers, enthusiastically squeezing and kneading.  

“I l-love you.” he breathed out as he pulled back, content with the state in which he left you in. Slightly bruised lips from kissing, wet and glistening with both his and your salvia. Your eyes, your hazed gaze as you panted for air. Your chest that moved up and down. Pride swelled in his chest at the state he left you in, a perverted smile and blush coating his cheek, eyes hungrily soaking up the view before him.  

He caressed your cheek with surprising care, a strong contrast compared to his earlier behavior and touch. “We’ll do m-more later, r-right?” he asked, but left little to no time for you to answer, “After all, we have the whole night...” 

#dol kylar #dol #dol x reader #kylar dol #kylar the loner #kylar x reader #kylar degrees of lewdity #degrees of lewdity kylar #male kylar #degrees of lewdity x reader #degrees of lewdity #dol kylar x reader #loving's writing

[paper-bag-boy]

jealous kylar (pt 1)

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[propertyofwhitney67]

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𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘖𝘯 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘵 𝘗𝘊

𝘐𝘧 𝘗𝘊 𝘋𝘪𝘦𝘥

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘑𝘦𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘖𝘧𝘧

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘏𝘤𝘴   𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘏𝘊𝘴

𝘉𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘰 𝘖𝘳 𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺

𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘊𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘥

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘖𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘍𝘪𝘹𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺'𝘴 𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘮𝘢

𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘥

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘒𝘺𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦

𝘚𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘔𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘺

𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘈 𝘉𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺   (𝘍𝘢𝘯 𝘈𝘳𝘵)

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘚𝘺𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘋𝘺𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘤 (𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘚𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴)

𝘌𝘥𝘦𝘯'𝘴 𝘋𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘗𝘪𝘤

𝘐𝘯𝘤𝘶𝘣𝘶𝘴 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺’𝘴 𝘊𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘶𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘗𝘵 2

𝘙𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘚𝘺𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘺

𝘛𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘴𝘵

𝘙𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘌𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘗𝘵 2

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘚𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘊𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘈𝘨𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘗𝘵 2

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘚𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺'𝘴 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴

𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺'𝘴 𝘋𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬 & 𝘏𝘪𝘮 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴

𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺'𝘴 𝘏𝘢𝘪𝘳 & 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴

𝘚𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘔𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘈 𝘋𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘬

𝘚𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘓𝘐𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘞𝘪𝘴𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘛𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 & 𝘓𝘪𝘱 𝘎𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴

𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘖𝘯 𝘈𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘭 𝘍𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘴 (𝘍𝘢𝘯 𝘈𝘳𝘵) 𝘹 𝘹 𝘹

𝘓𝘐’𝘴 𝘈𝘴 𝘈𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘙𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘋𝘰𝘨𝘴 𝘓𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘩𝘴

#dol #dol whitney #whitney the bully #whitney dol #whitney degrees of lewdity #degrees of lewdity whitney #whitney the bully degrees of lewdity #degrees of lewdity #dol kylar #kylar the loner #kylar degrees of lewdity #dol sydney #sydney the fallen #sydney the faithful

[alovesicklunatic]

POV you are now married, probably against your will ♥︎

Wish I wasn’t doodling on lined paper

Also trying to figure out the more feminine counterpart to the outfit.

He will wear whichever one you want him to, just say the word.

(I ACCIDENTALLY PUT 2023 INSTEAD OF 2024, I'm trapped in last year </3)

#fanart #art #dol fanart #dol kylar #kylar the loner #kylar dol #degrees of lewdity kylar #kylar degrees of lewdity

[kylars-owner]

punishment?

Characters: MtF! Kylar, GN! Reader

TW: Kylar being gross, NSFW but no actual smut, mentions of chastity cages?, not betaread

Notes: sighhh i tried to write smut and failed. anyways, chubby tgirl Kylar ftw (thank you Neptune for putting the thought in my head I'm obsessed). might do a sequel exploring the chastity cage thing but idk.

NSFW under cut

you stared down at the grotesque fabric before you. 

horrified.

you tried to keep calm, tried to avoid calling up your poor, sweet girlfriend and screaming her ear off. you knew it would make things worse, knew she’d cry and you’d have to comfort her and she would come away learning nothing and probably do it again. but you had to do something, right?

this was the third time she snuck into your room in the orphanage while you were working just to cum all over your underwear. the only difference is that while in the past when she’d do this it would be a giant mess that you’d clean within the day, it seems she was almost meticulous this time. the crotch of every pair of underwear you owned was soaked with her semen, and you were left to wonder how long she sat before the bottom drawer of your wardrobe masturbating. 

to make matters worse, the washing machine was inconveniently broken. 

you tried to do away with the idea of that being kylar’s doing, for your own sanity.

...

until she texted you.

the simple “my love? did you see my present?” with the cute, smiling kaomoji did nothing to alleviate your anger. 

and, of course, when you read her message but spent a whole minute not responding (what a crime!) she started barraging you with texts, each more desperate than the last. and when she called three minutes later, you didn’t answer, didn’t even let it go to voicemail. she tried calling three more times before your phone went dead silent, another barrage of texts between each attempt.

she’d be on her way, you knew it. you could only wonder if she’d use the door or the window. hopefully she’d at least be willing to talk.

in the meantime, you sat before your wardrobe, staring down into the drawer at the gross, cum-stained fabric. you tried calming yourself, thinking of what you would say when she arrived.

...

it took a whole nine minutes before your girlfriend was opening your window.��

fast, even for kylar.

the tears running down her cheeks almost made you forget that you were mad at her.

almost.

she went to speak, getting out a few words before you cut her off.

“no, kylar. you’re not guilt tripping me this time. i don’t.. this isn’t a gift, y’know. what am i supposed to do, huh? i can’t wear this, and i’m not going without underwear. so, tell me, what am i supposed to do? lick it off?,” you laughed humorlessly.

she stayed silent for a second. 

you kept your eyes off her.

if you saw her now, tears covering that cute, round face you loved so much, you knew you’d relent. inevitably, you’d find yourself wiping at her tears and snot, comforting her with gentle words. but it was time you put a foot down.

“i..,” she started, “i just.. you were supposed to wear them.. it— it’s cute...”

quiet sniffles broke into loud sobs as she broke down again. and, as expected, you relented, standing up and muttering expletives as you slowly walked towards her. you took the small girl into your arms without a word, clutching the back of her head with a gentle hand and guiding it to your neck. you tried not to cringe as she wiped her snotty nose against the skin of your shoulder under your tank top. 

her arms wrapped tight around your waist, her body pressing tight against yours, along with her...

“kylar.. why are you hard,” you deadpanned, the sentence coming out as more of a statement than a question.

she remained silent.

you repeated her name a few times before gaining a response.

“you.. you mentioned licking them...”

you sighed, gently petting her head, and reached down to brush your fingers against the hem of her soft skirt. she shuddered slightly each time your fingertips just barely grazed against the thick, soft flesh of her thigh.

“what am i going to do with you..?”

the question was a soft whisper, more for yourself than for her. but kylar heard, as she always did. she paid such close attention to everything you said and did, you almost wondered if she had superhuman senses at times.

the soft ‘whatever you want’ she responded with was almost cute. if only you weren’t still mad at her.

you much prefered the whiney, drawn out 'no' that warbled with her shaking head, teary eyes looking up to you in an almost panic when you suggested putting her ina chastity cage.

what a mess.

#kylar dol #dol #kylar the loner #kylar degrees of lewdity #degrees of lewdity #kylar dol x reader #dol x reader #kylar the loner x reader

[calicoholic]

VROID! Female Kylar

This before i finish my task

Feeling kinda cutie patootie (design not final)

#dol #dol kylar #kylar the loner #degrees of lewdity kylar #kylar degrees of lewdity #degrees of lewdity #female kylar #kylar dol #vroid model #vroid studio #yandere #Vroid kylar stuff idk