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(NSFW) So what does Jaune do with Pyrrha when it comes to lovemaking if he does, does he do risky things or keeps it simple for her?
Jaune sat in a seat behind one of the curved, several rows of tiered desks in a Beacon classroom as he answered in a whisper, "For 'lovemaking', I usually k-keep things simple. I don't need much to get going, Pyrrha's beautiful enough for me to always be ready. B-buuuuut as for doing riskier things during sex, Pyrrha does like to try new things now and then. She's s-surprisingly kinky, sort of like Blake, but actually able to keep it a secret. She's usually the one to suggest doing certain... t-things. R-right Pyrrha?"
Jaune leaned back in his seat, a seat that was in the very back upper corner of the classroom, where Professor Port was yammering on and on about another story of his. This was not Jaune's usual seat, but few people seemed to notice or care. The reason for this changed location was revealed when Jaune looked under the desk.
Pyrrha Nikos was under there, on her knees in her student uniform and her red sash wrapped around her eyes as a blindfold and ear plugs in. All while Jaune's hand was gripping the base of her ponytail and pulling her up and down his cock. His whole shaft was getting pushed into her mouth and throat, her lips meeting Jaune's pelvis, only to then be pulled back. Her hands were resting on his thighs and steadying herself. Despite how it looked though, Pyrrha was the eager one. Jaune really wasn't pulling her back down on his cock more so than just guiding her. He was making sure she was going at a steady pace so she didn't make too much noise from gagging.
But when he addressed her, he did pull her far enough that his cock was free for a few seconds, only for the blindfolded and deafened champion to only drawl out a single word of "moooouuure" before she began to search for his dick with her mouth.
Jaune gladly helped her and subtly guided her head back to his cock and they proceeded to continue their fun. Only now Pyrrha was much more fervent in her sucking, gripping Jaune's thighs hard and pulling him closer to her and also closer to the desktop. Jaune was also feeling more confident, having seen no one notice the noise they'd made so far.
So now more confident and feeling Pyrrha's vigorous bobbing on his dick, Jaune tightened his grip on her ponytail and began fucking her mouth on his cock. The slightest thrusts up with his hips met with him pushing her head down on his cock and he didn't pause at all. Jaune began to simply use Pyrrha's mouth and throat.
Which is exactly what Pyrrha had been hoping for when she suggested this. Under her sash blindfold, Pyrrha's eyes rolled up as her mouth was used to please her boyfriend. All she needed to do was suck and keep her lips wrapped around Jaune's hard dick.
And she was exceptional at doing just that~.
Jaune definitely thought so. She only had to do those two things for another minute or so before Jaune came down her throat. The first half hour of class with Pyrrha blowing him had built him up so much that the more vigorous face fucking he had started giving Pyrrha pushed him over the edge. He held her head down as he shot out ropes of cum, and Pyrrha relished in it, though she preferred to usually get a facial, she was fine with just getting a faint taste this time since she knew they needed to be quiet.
Jaune's hand soon slipped free from her ponytail as he came, slumping in his chair just a little bit as he enjoyed his bliss. Pyrrha finished off her hard earned treat and when she stopped feeling Jaune's cock twitch or letting out cum, she pulled her head off his shaft, letting the slowly softening appendage free in complete silence.
She very swiftly began to pull out her earplugs and the sash off of her head. Then, after having her sight and hearing returned to her, she used said sash to gently wipe and mess she felt on her eyes, nose, mouth, and chin.
She even slightly wiped off the much messier parts of jaune's cock with the same sash afterwards. As she did, Pyrrha pulled out her scroll as she did and double checked her appearance. After assuring that she looked as normal and inconspicuous as possible, she put her scroll away, tucked Jaune's penis back into his uniform pants, zipping and redoing his buckle after she did so, and then tucked her used sash down her shirt. After finishing all of that, she fluidly slid up into her seat next to Jaune in the back corner of the classroom, and smiled to herself when she noticed that her fellow classmates were either asleep, dowsing off, or actually paying attention in Weiss's case. The important thing was that none of them were looking back their way, and Pyrrha smiled contently as she rubbed her thighs together, very turned on by the fact that they had gotten away with her most recent debaucherous fantasies.
Pyrrha looked next to her to Jaune, who was recovered and sitting up straight once again, and slowly slid her hand onto his thigh and gently rubbed it affectionately. She was so happy he was willing to indulge her fantasies like this.
Simple and straightforward lovemaking was wonderful with Jaune, but she had to admit that it was definitely a new kind of rush to do slightly naughtier things every now and then to spice things up~.
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inanelemon · 9 months
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And the first story from work, perhaps, will be this one.
The fact is that at some point I began to strongly sympathize with Itto from the game Genshin Impact, that I began to buy a lot of merchandise with him and decided to implement Simp's Bag. (The bag is still being finalized and I already bought a new one because the last bag had straps made of some shit.)
So. I was just at work and I saw a pin badge with Itto on one of the buyers, I stared for a long time waiting for the girl to buy something. And at the checkout, punching the goods, I brazenly asked the girl where she got this pin badge (I often do this). She told me that she bought it in another city. Of course, I was upset, but the girl took off the pin badge and gave it to me after I showed her my Simp's Bag. Naturally, I am an honest person and offered her an exchange for any pin from the store. The girl chose a pin with a cat and I just chalked it up to my account. It's a simple story, but after that I was in a good mood for the rest of the evening.
The photo is old and unfortunately one pin was lost. Because it's a pin and the plugs are constantly falling off these damn needles, which is why it's lost. The most annoying thing is that the pin was bought at the fair two years ago and the same one is no longer available.
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chocopokkie · 13 days
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Alastor x Fem! Reader Getting Caught in the Act NSFW
It was one of those rare moments when you and Alastor found yourselves alone in the bustling chaos of the Hotel. Amidst fulfilling various requests for Charlie, Vaggie, and other residents, you two managed to steal away into Alastor's room. As the door closed behind you, a hush settled over the room, filled only with the crackling of distant fires and the occasional echo of laughter from the lobby.
In the dim light filtering through the curtains, Alastor's crimson eyes gleamed with a playful spark as he moved on top of you on his bed, his presence casting a captivating aura around him. You felt the weight of his gaze as he reached out to gently brush a strand of hair from your face.
"Oh, my sweet doe," he murmured, his voice a velvet caress against your skin. "It seems I've been neglecting you. However, can I make it up to you?" His breath danced across your lips, sending a shiver down your spine as he leaned in, his hands lightly restraining yours, pinning them down on either side of your head.
Your heart pounded in your chest as you met his gaze, the intensity of his stare igniting a fierce longing within you. "Alastor," you breathed, the sound barely a whisper in the stillness of the room. "Just being here with you is enough."
But he shook his head, a mischievous glint flickering in his eyes. "Nonsense, my dear. I intend to spoil you thoroughly," he replied, his voice low and husky with promise. "Tell me, what is it that you desire?" His lips curved into a smirk, a challenge glinting in his gaze as he awaited your response.
"I want you..." you said, your voice barely above a whisper, the words tinged with a mixture of desire and uncertainty.
"I'm sorry, my dear, I don't think I heard you!" Alastor teased, his tone playful yet tinged with a hint of mischief. "I can't give you what you want unless you properly tell me." Crimson eyes dancing with amusement as he awaited your response, his hands still gently holding yours in place, the warmth of his touch sending a wave of anticipation coursing through you.
"Please... I want y-you!" you say, your voice now laced with more confidence, the words spilling forth from your lips with a newfound determination.
"There we go! Now, was that so hard?" Alastor chuckled, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes as he savored your response.
You roll your eyes at his condescending tone, a smirk playing on your lips as you meet his gaze with defiance. But before you can retort, he leans down, his lips capturing yours in a passionate kiss. The world around you fades into oblivion as you lose yourself in the intoxicating sensation of his touch, the heat of his embrace enveloping you in a blissful haze.
His hands leave yours and roam around your body, tracing every curve and contour with a feather-light touch that sends shivers down your spine. There's an urgency in his movements, a hunger that matches your own, as he explores every inch of your being with a reverence that leaves you breathless. His burning touch sets your body ablaze with a newfound arousal you hadn't felt in a while, igniting a fire within you that threatens to consume all reason and restraint. Each caress, each whispered promise, only serves to fuel the flames of desire that rage between you.
Alastor wastes no time in removing your clothes, his movements swift, as if he had been longing for this moment as much as you. "Oh, little fawn, you're so perfect," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble of appreciation as he admires your naked form, his intense gaze tracing every curve and contour with a hunger that sets your skin ablaze. You feel exposed beneath his penetrating stare, a flush of heat rising to your cheeks as you squirm beneath him, overwhelmed by the intensity of his gaze.
His hands reach lower to your nether regions, his touch sending sparks of electricity dancing across your skin as he slides a finger over your folds, already sopping wet with anticipation. "My, my dear, already this wet for me?" he teases, his voice dripping with amusement and arousal as he revels in the sight before him.
"Shut-shut up," you retort breathlessly, your words barely coherent as desire clouds your mind and steals your breath away. But any further protest is lost as he dips a finger inside of you, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through your veins. With agonizing slowness, he begins to pump his finger in and out of you, each movement deliberate and measured, drawing out the exquisite torture of anticipation.
"How rude you are, maybe I should stop?" he threatens darkly, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes as his smile widens, teasing you with the prospect of withholding his touch.
"NO! Okay, I'm sorry!" you say loudly, desperation lacing your voice as you realize the gravity of your words. Panic floods your senses as he removes his fingers from your dripping core, leaving you achingly empty, the absence of his touch a cruel reminder of the pleasure denied.
"Alright then, let me hear you then," he says absentmindedly, his fingers deftly unzipping his pants before pulling out his hard cock, the sight leaving you breathless with anticipation.
"Huh? Hear what?" you reply, a knot of apprehension forming in the pit of your stomach as you pray that he wouldn't say what you think he's going to say.
"Beg for it, my dear," he states firmly, his voice laced with expectation as he gazes down at you, waiting for your response. "I need to hear you beg before I give you anything." The challenge in his eyes sends a thrill of excitement coursing through you, mingled with a sense of vulnerability as you contemplate what he's asking of you.
"P-please.." you mumble quietly, your face flushing with embarrassment as you struggle to voice your desires.
"Please what?" he quips back in a teasing tone, his gaze lingering on you expectantly. "Say it properly or you get nothing."
"Please, Alastor, I need you to fuck me," you finally manage to articulate, the words tumbling from your lips in a desperate plea.
Finally hearing what he wanted, Alastor lets out a low chuckle, his amusement evident in the glint of his eyes. "That's my good girl~" he purrs, his voice sending a shiver of anticipation down your spine.
Before you can fully comprehend his words, he moves driving himself into you with a sharp thrust that steals the breath from your lungs, plunging you into a whirlwind of ecstasy and desire.
"That's it, that's my good girl taking me so well~," he mutters, his voice a low growl of satisfaction as he continues to thrust in and out of you with a delicious pace, each movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.
With each powerful thrust, he delves deeper, his hips meeting yours in a rhythmic dance of desire that threatens to consume you both. You cling to him desperately, lost in the intoxicating haze of pleasure as he drives you to the brink of ecstasy and beyond.
Suddenly, the door opens without any warning, and in strides Vaggie, "Alastor, Charlie needs your help with- OH WHAT THE FUCK," she exclaims, her voice trailing off as her eyes widen in disbelief at the sight before her.
"I-I, we uh," you stammer, desperately trying to find the right words to explain yourselves, but before you can utter another syllable, Alastor beats you to it. "Don't you know it's rude to enter without permission?" he growls menacingly, his crimson eyes flashing with irritation as an ominous red "X" appears on his forehead.
As quick as Vaggie had interrupted, she was gone, swallowed up by black tendrils that wrapped around her, pulling her out of the room with a forceful yank and slamming the door shut with a resounding bang, the lock clicking into place.
"Now, where were we~" Alastor purrs, his gaze shifting back to you with a hunger that sends a thrill of anticipation coursing through your veins, the interruption only serving to heighten the intensity of the moment.
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compact-turtle · 28 days
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I'll listen to you next time. Okay? ~
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Concept: Yandere Space Explorer x Gn Reader: Spicy Edition
Summary: Orion ignores your pleas to stay home and decides to follow you into the jungle.
TW: NS//FW, finger/ing, dub-con?, biting, general yandere stuff, riding, just being horny yk
Word count: 1.4k
Note: I'm like a thousand followers late but here's the first part of the thousand (now 2 thousand?!?!) follower celebration I promised!! I plan on breaking it up into 3 different posts for each character. First will be Orion, then Ivar and Atticus last!
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Entry Date XX-XX-XXX Y/n has begun hoarding large amounts of food lately. No preference for food in the pile with the exception of Aishi flowers. Behavior lately has been erratic. Body language suggests uneasiness and anxiety. They’ve instructed me to stay in the hut for a few days while they leave on a journey. They brought all the Aishi flowers with them along with half the food pile. In order to understand their behavior, I am choosing to ignore their request and will follow them. I have- 
"Oh fuck” Orion whispered as he finally noticed how lifeless the jungle had suddenly become. 
He was utterly absorbed in finishing his journal entry, neglecting to watch his surroundings despite your repeated warnings. Orion couldn't determine how long the forest had been silent. 
He quietly packed up his items, his heart pounding and his breath quickening.
It's fine. You were pretty close. You were just a few hundred feet inside a nearby cave that he'd tracked you down to. 
 Keep calm. Orion reminded himself multiple times as his feet picked up the pace. His eyes caught a glimpse of something purple stalking him. 
No more calm. 
Orion booked it. He clutched his satchel tightly while weaving through the jungle. Roots nearly tripped him. The jungle began to blur into a confusing tapestry of blue, green, and every other color. 
Suddenly, he was pinned to the ground. Its sharp teeth flashed, and a disgusting smell wafted into his nose. 
"GET OFF ME" Orion yelled as he attempted to kick the beast off him. 
The kick did very little to harm it. At most, he probably annoyed the creature. The beast growled and opened its mouth wider. 
Something pushed the giant beast off him just as it was about to take a bite. The beast staggered back in shock. A large howl escaped the beast.
You jumped on top of it with a blade in your head. You quickly shoved your blade into the side of the beast. Cries of pain echoed from it as he watched you take the knife out of its neck. It shook you off its back, and you fell onto the ground. Quickly, it ran into the jungle. 
"WHY YOU HERE? SUPPOSED TO STAY HOME!" You screamed at him. Your body was sluggish as it dragged itself off the ground.
"I wanted to make sure you were doing okay! You've been acting so weird lately and-." 
"Go home. Now." 
Without looking back, you slowly walked into a nearby cave. Orion tip-toed behind you into the cave, trying not to upset you any further. A makeshift leaf curtain door covered the entrance. The cave was small and had a dead end. A pile of aishi flowers was littered around with a musk smell.
You immediately collapsed onto the flower when you walked in. Your body giving up as it pushed itself past the limit. Orion rushed over to you. At first, he assumed you were injured in the fight with the predator.
His eyes darted in surprise when he realized you were bare. He pulled you into his arms with your back facing him. Sweat dripped down your forehead as you buried yourself in his arms. It took Orion a few seconds to understand what was wrong with you. A small smile snaked itself way onto his lips. 
"I'm so sorry, Y/n. I didn't know it was your heat and mating season! You should've said something to me. I would've helped you. "Orion said sweetly as he traced his finger down your back. You gave a soft mew and shuddered underneath his touch. 
"Nooo. Give me flowers. I eat." You cried, trying to fight him. "I need it!"
Orion reached over and gently fed you a flower. Your body began to cool down, and your mews died down. The sensitivity is fading away. A look of soberness slowly leaked into your eyes. 
Hm. No wonder you were collecting these so much. They were meant to suppress your heat. Still, you didn't need the flowers now that he was here to assist you. He snatched the flower from your hand. You whined as he took it away. 
Orion resumed teasing your body. His finger stopped at the base of your tail. He wrapped his fingers around it, following its length until the tip. He marveled at the flexibility of your tail as it wrapped around his arm in pleasure. The fur underneath his skin was soft like the blankets in your room. 
 When his fingers reached the end, he circled them around it and toyed with it. Tiny trembles reverberated through your body. You began to pant more. Drool slipped over the side of your mouth, and a flushed color began to paint your skin.
"Does it feel good? Am I a good boy helping you?" 
"Nooooo. Stop. No touch," You babble incoherently. 
"Hm? It doesn't feel good here. I'm so sorry. Let me try somewhere else." Orion apologized teasingly while he nibbled on your ear.  
His finger began to trail down lower from your tail. Gently, he pried your legs apart. He slowly slipped his finger inside you. You writhed when Orion pushed it in. Your tail curled up, and your eyes glazed over in pleasure. 
Your hole was wet as it ached for him. It wrapped around his finger as he pushed in and out of it. Wet slick coating the entire finger. The sensation of your hole was exhilarating with the pressure around it as he added another finger. As his fingers curved inside you, the feeling intensified around him. He shivered in bliss as your back arched, trying to make the fingers go in deeper. 
Your voice echoed through the cave. He listened as you mewed out small chirps and cries. He adjusted your head and began to suck on your tongue. Greedily, he relished the taste of your mouth. The taste of your mouth was so sweet, like honey. It brought him pure bliss, and he was almost ready to explode. 
His cock ached and was sore inside his pants. He began to grind on your back, desperate for release. He lapped at your tounge and it felt like he'd drank ambrosia from the gods. Every drop dripped from his mouth straight into his very essence. He couldn't take it anymore as he rubbed himself into your back.
Suddenly, you ripped your lips off of him. A throbbed headache resounded as you pushed him on the floor. His fingers leave your tight hole. 
He watched you get on top of him. You sat on top of him, and your tail pinned his hands to the ground. You tore off his pants. His cock managed to spring free. He moaned as you tried to sit down on him. Your body desperately tries to take his entire length. You shifted and shuffled in various directions, trying to make it fit. 
Finally, your walls managed to take him in. You slicked up his dick with your nectar and pushed it inside yourself deeper. He groaned at how tight you were inside. It almost felt suffocating. Still, he adored the way you devoured him, and was still ravenous for more.
"Can I finish inside you? Please, please, please, let me," Orion begged as you moved your hips, "You feel too good. I'll do whatever you want. Just let me finish in you." 
"No. Ri, not listen to me. Bad boy today." You said through gasps.
You leaned down and bit his neck as punishment for even asking that. Something in him broke. He knew it was too soon. You just put it inside, and he wanted to fill you up. 
He tried to listen and hold back. However, the image of you full of him pushed him over the edge. Your belly filled with him to the brim. Your sweet slick mixed with his salty seed. Your delicate skin is stained with his dirty white liquid. Afterward, you'd lift yourself up and spill the extra fluid your hole couldn't contain. 
A slight whine escaped your lips as Orion made his fantasy a reality. He painted your walls white and moaned as you took it all in. He couldn't help it. Listening to you call him a bad boy while riding him was too much. 
"I'm sorry for not listening to you today. Let's do it again, and I'll listen to you this time. Okay?" 
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lemonduckisnowawake · 6 months
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You know, it's a tragedy that there are no (or very little) Vampire x Christian stories out there, not for angst or theology or forbidden seductiveness or whatnot but for the sheer comedy of it all. I mean, the Christian would technically be immune to all of the vampire's shenanigans, like for example...
Vampire: Fool, I am the most powerful vampire in the West. Nothing but the force of an entire holy temple could even deign to scratch me Christian: Idiot, I AM a holy temple. 1 Corinthians 6:19, fear me and the Spirit inside that can burn you to ashes
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24-compass-roses · 5 months
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*sees subway* orv reference
*sees sunfish* orv reference
*sees lemon candy* orv reference
*sees a rlly ugly squid* orv reference
*sees character* orv reference
*sees reader* orv reference
*sees author* orv reference
*sees 49% 51%* orv reference
*sees sword and shield together* orv reference
*sees Korean guy in a white coat* orv reference
*sees Korean guy in a black coat* orv reference
*sees a constellation in the night sky* orv reference
*sees story* orv reference
*sees story based off another story* orv reference
*sees story based off another story that’s based off of multiple other stories because the thing about stories is they never really die, they just get retold and remade into other stories and the point of a story is to keep on telling it and telling it because it may save someone’s life someday* orv reference
*sees the incarnation of love itself, strong, raw, hurting, and absolutely desperate to reach one stupidly wonderful and wonderfully stupid person who so stubbornly refuses it each and every time because they don’t believe they deserve it despite a cacophony of voices loudly insisting that they DO, they do deserve it, and that maybe love isn’t something that’s earned through deserving at all but instead given and received* orv ref—
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cinamun · 2 months
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Love, Love, Love | Next
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yandere-sins · 1 year
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Can I request a yandere Diluc smut? With the use of aphrodisac or somnophilia if possible 🙏🏻
Thanks for requesting!
Warnings: Yandere, Sexual Content (Somnophilia, Non-Con, AFAB body, Dirty Thoughts, Creampie, Fingering), Kidnapping
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Sinking his cock into you was as if you delivered him from all the regrets and wrongdoings in his life in one meager dip.
He never let it come this far before, never went against what he thought was justified. But that was all before he experienced your warmth wrapping around his cock. Before he found you half uncovered from your blanket, your nightgown slid upwards to expose the supple flesh of your ass to him. It seemed so long ago, even if it had just been a few minutes that he let his fingertips glide over the curve of your cheeks, his self-restraint hanging on a thin thread with his cock impatiently throbbing under the tight pants he wore. But when he explored further, careful not to wake you with one hand between your thighs, prying through your soft folds giving way to him, all the restraint simply... snapped.
Now, even this seemed justified in his eyes.
Diluc never knew how adorable the sound of your moans and whines was. How beautiful you could wind your body while he slid his fingers under the fabric of your panties and inside you, joint after joint, yearning to give you the pleasure you deserved. The pleasure he wanted you to have. For years he'd been keeping you under his roof, never knowing the sweetness of your cunt until now, licking it off his fingertips, pupils dilating as if he was becoming addicted after just one taste of you.
All this time, he tried to keep you safe and ensured no harm came to you. He fed you, clothed you, bought you everything you could wish for, and all he ever received was disdain and ill-spoken words thrown at his head. Until now, Diluc accepted it with no resistance. If he ignored your unhappiness, he could go on with his day despite having a heavy heart beating and yearning for you in his chest, so he never allowed himself to linger when you so clearly didn't want him. But had he known the sweetness awaiting him, he might have been more assertive in getting between your thighs, drinking from the source of life and pleasuring you at the same time.
This new book he got you was his way of worming himself back into your life, but when he went to give it to you, you had already fallen asleep. The coldest of cold shoulders, but your ass on display made him into a simple man with simple desires. If you'd allow him, he'd worship you, head to toe, with his body and soul. Diluc always felt like it was never the right time to bring it up, but whenever he had the chance to see you, it was all he could think about.
And there you were, accessible, asleep, and so fucking welcoming.
Because he spent so little quality time with you, where you weren't shouting, weren't cursing him, he never had a chance to ask about your experiences and what you liked in the bedroom. But after pumping his fingers in and out of you, nervously checking for signs of you waking up while he tested out the flowing waters of your cunt, it had been so easy to slip his rock-hard cock into you. Biting his lip, he watched as it disappeared inside you, a hint of anxiety in his gaze as he raked it over you. Anxiety and lust. A dangerous combination that slowly but surely drove him mad.
Diluc had yet to sheath it entirely inside you when you made a small, uncomfortable huff, twisting your hips around until you laid on your stomach. He held back a groan, the urge to punch the wall manifesting in him as you clenched your pussy around his grith, eliciting a moan from you that made him lose the gentleness he had worked with until now, climbing on top of you and pushing his hips comfortably into the cushion of your ass. If that was the only push he ever did, he wanted it to be the best.
And it was fucking glorious.
You moaned into your pillow, still so innocently unaware of what power you held over Diluc, whose head fell back, his legs for once feeling weak, and his hands curling into fists with his nails drawing blood from his palms. He had dreamed about this. About the day you'd let him fuck you, worship you. Even if he had to beg on his knees for you to get him off between your thighs, he would have done it. Yet, he still could have never imagined it to feel this good.
By now, he was hovering over you as you laid face down in your bed, his cock embedded warmly in your cunt even though he tried not to put his weight on you and stir you from your sleep. If you found him like this, what would you think of him? Would you ever allow him back in your room? You already hated him, but could the respect for him sink even further?
That's not what he wanted.
And yet, what he wanted was to grip your hair and pull you up, arch your back so your ass would find its place of belonging against his hips while he plowed you mercilessly into a bubbling, crying mess. Diluc was so close to throwing the sham of the good samaritan and make you his personal fucktoy, always ready and wet for him no matter where and when he wanted you. If he had to be the bad guy, he might as well enjoy it, and there was no better way he could think of than by leaving his mark on your body.
"Do you like it?" he whispered next to your ear, feeling his hot breath bounce off your skin, and you grumbled in your sleep, his tongue lapping out to lick over your lips. Delicious. He could taste the pastries he provided you with on you, and they were almost as sweet as you. "Am I making you feel good, Darling?"
The thought of his voice echoing through your dreams only made Diluc's pace go faster at the excitement, his cock stirring up your insides eagerly. Even though he was using your body, he'd be in your deepest conscience, too, hopefully fucking you senseless in your dreams and in reality. If only he could always be on your mind, like you are on his, the thought of you in everything he does, whether it was earning money for you or fighting for your safety.
Moving his cock in and out, Diluc's voice rang out in a groan, finally allowing himself to experience this fully since you wouldn't wake up even after he began talking to you, telling you about all the naughty things he'd do to you. Ultimately, he could not bring himself to make you the fucktoy of his dreams and make you his personal hole, formed to only fit his cock and crave him every second he wasn't there to fill you. But the slowness of his pace allowed him to really, thoroughly feel every part of you wrap around his inches, welcoming him in with squelching wetness and lingering as long as possible as if your body was complaining he was pulling away.
Every time you moaned, he could feel the clenching of your core sucking him in, and though you furrowed your eyebrows, you didn't wake up. It was like heaven and hell, as Diluc found himself desperate for you to recognize what he was doing and tell him all about how good he made you feel. How he made your toes curl and hear you beg for more of what only he could give you. Declare your love between sloppy cries and needy whines, and ask to join his bed from now on, so you'd always be in his reach for whatever he needed. But perhaps he was lucky that all his training and steeling of his body worked out now, as he could gently grab your hips to quicken his pace without tearing you out of your sweet dreams. Dreams about him, he hoped. Only him, always. Illusions of a future you two would never have together.
The excitement and caution were like tingling harbingers to his orgasm. There was no way that a man craving you day and night would be able to hold out long when he was finally welcomed into the sanctuary of your cunt. Neither the heat nor the snapping of his hips helped to prolong what should have never occurred in the first place, and with your breathing ragged, too, Diluc's only wish was for you to cum as hard as he would.
Inevitably, his world was turned upside down as he plunged deep inside you, finding himself unable to pull out before feeling his jizz splurt into your depths. All he could do was hold on tight to the wall over your head, drilling his fingers into it to the point it hurt. However, Diluc couldn't feel anything besides the bliss of spilling all the pent-up need and desire for you deep inside with no caution. What happened, happened, and he'd be ready for it when the time was right.
Unless it would keep him from doing this again.
Pulling out, his cock was soaked with your mixed juices, your pussy spilling his semen without him clogging up your hole. It was a perfect sight. A rare achievement that Diluc got addicted to just as quickly as your taste and the warmth. He could barely keep his imagination from going wild, the idea of you spilling juices all over his lap after he let you ride him on his office chair, or with you dripping spill everywhere as he walked you around the house without panties, making him so fucking excited for all the possibilities. His cock gave a warning jerk as he felt himself hardening just from the thoughts, but until then, his fingers sliding up your cunt and pushing the wasted cum back inside you had to be enough.
This had to be enough.
You, asleep, looking a little disgruntled and needy after he left you high and dry like an asshole. Secretly, it made him hope you'd be so despaired and horny by the time he visited you in the morning you'd jump him just to get your sweet release. A man could dream about all the things he'd do then, all the times he'd make you cum on his tongue, fingers, and dick.
Tugging you in, Diluc planted a gentle kiss on the back of your head. His darling. His beautiful, amazing darling with a cunt so warm and alluring, it was almost harder to part with you than ever before. But he'd be back for more; that much was sure. One release wasn't nearly enough to satisfy him.
And maybe next time, he'd wake you up so you could enjoy him the same way he enjoyed you.
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need a new bl show to watch but unsure of how spicy it is? someone made a spicy index list
🌶️ - Bell pepper - longing glances, maybe a caress and pinky touch, solid hugs, no kisses (Cherry Magic)
🌶️🌶️ - Jalapeño popper - 1 or 2 kisses, closed mouth or hidden behind camera angles, full of cheesy emotions but not sexual (Mr. Unlucky has No Choice but to Kiss)
🌶️🌶️🌶️ - Sriracha - at least 1 decent kiss, actual makeout with or without tongue, but clothes stay on (Bad Buddy, Semantic Error)
🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ - Birds eye chili - multiple solid kisses and some clothes come off, but cuts away before any pants come off and hands generally stay above the waist, it's implied that they have sex but we only see the very start of the encounter (609 Bedtime Story, Between Us, Until We Meet Again)
🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ - Specialty hot sauce - all or most clothes come off at least once, full on simulated sex happens though it can be masked with sultry background music and may or may not include an implication of climax (Ghost Host Ghost House, Cutie Pie, Long Time No See)
🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ - Carolina reaper - full nudity at some point, though junk may be cleverly hid with angles and conveniently placed furniture, these boys fuckin and there ain't no ambiguity about it, sexy sounds at full volume rather than replaced by music or voiceover (Kinnporsche, Love in the Air)
🌶️☠️ - Pepper spray - there's full on sex and/or nudity but it's not pleasant or intended to be sexy, can apply to graphic SA scenes or just the marketing campaign for Dangerous Drugs Of Sex
(the show list isn't fully comprehensive yet but a great start)
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"I decided it's my break day today, Oh coincidentally, I'm gonna sit here, and watch you work." also it's too cute how Nemo just came run at me whenever i sat on a bench
#my time at sandrock#mtas#mtas unsuur#mtas builder#mtas nemo#fanart#FHSDHdhsds tbh HIS PINNING WAS EXCITING#but after that HE REALLY DOESN'T HAVE ANY OTHER STORIES at ALL to tell during DATE HELP fhasdhdhsd#he is JUST like Sebek I'M CRYINg @sebek stop talking about ur malleus sama guard duty @unsuur stop talking only about the civil corps fshds#i'm dying my heart is faltering from the monotony; but just like the rule of thumb on every fandom; it depends to us to enrich the characte#so now i'm trying to enhance my delusional level & it's working right now when i sat there & watched him work#Maybe I was HASTY because HE WAS the first fish that BIT; andeverygamehasthatcharacterthatissoveryeasytogetbutwithlessdepthinthem#BUT thinking back#HE is REALLY A NICE GUY#WITH A NICE HEART that's just IN THE RIGHT PLACE; and HE IS FUNNY TO BOOT fshdshdj#i actually cried when he talked about what his proudest stack of stones meant to him#because the value in it hits too close to home#and when he said pls tell me if i no longer have a good personality bcs i would like to be the first one to know#AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON THE FACE ON THE LEMON SOUP FSHDHSSFHSDH#I FELL RIGHT THEN RIGHT THERE#I FELL FOR HIM FOR ALL THE RIGHT REASONS#HE IS TOO CUTE AND SINCERE AND QUIRKY#DID YOU GUYS SEE WHEN HE JUST STRAIGHT WENT TO BED AFTER PAINTING FHSDHSDHSD I CAN'T; I LOST IT RIGHT THERE#everytime he said SET THE MOOD I'M DONE FHSDHSDH i am not sure if i should be glad or not that the music he plays when painting never retur#even when he said he's gonna SET THE MOOD again FHADHS it's way TOO FUNNY I JUST CAN'T
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DxD Pokémon AU: How Issei charmed Clair by helping out with a horde of wild Dragon Pokémon. He was such a natural it turned her on a bit.
I got a bit carried away with this ask, just over 5000 words!!! This is quite literally the longest ask I’ve ever written.  I hope that makes up for the insanely long wait @megareader93-aka-composcreator. I also hope you all enjoy it.)
Issei had to say, when he chased down Clair to demand that she actually give him a chance to battle her (who cares if Charizard was being an ass like always and didn’t listen to him?! That’s no reason to just declare the battle over! She’s a gym leader and she had to accept his challenge!), he hadn’t expected it to turn out like this.
Almost two dozen rather aggressive looking Gibles and Gabites had cornered the two of them in a deep part of the Dragon’s Den cave. And Clair didn’t seem to be able to calm more than a handful of them down at once. Not only that, she wasn’t very familiar with these Dragon-Types like she was with others like her Dragonairs. Aaaaand Charizard had left before he came into the cave because he didn’t want to be underground, so Issei was only left with Shelgon who still rarely listened to him, and Goomy who, no offense, was too weak to use in battle still. Especially against this many Pokémon at once. So Issei decided to do what he could do best. 
Just wing it and act like he knew what he was doing.
However, that still didn’t mean he was prepared to find himself gently petting one of the larger Gabite’s heads as the rest of the Ground/Dragon Type Pokémon all settled down around him. Some even got docile and comfortable enough to fall asleep. Issei had to admit, he wasn’t quite sure what got them so calm around, but he wasn’t complaining as they weren’t about to attack them anymore it seemed. He just kept petting and hoped that’d be enough.
It appeared to be plenty because after a little bit longer, the Pokémon cleared away from Issei and let the two pass. Issei took the offered opportunity and booked it out of there, Clair in tow behind him. They made it back down the mountain side and back into Blackthorn City, Clair and Issei were panting from their sprint back.
After they settled down and were welcomed back by their friends, Clair had turned to Issei and apologized for her behavior. She shouldn’t have acted the way that she did. She had responsibilities as the city's gym leader, and she had to fulfill them. Issei just accepted her apology, as long as she actually battled him next time he challenged her. She promised that she would.
However, Issei was a bit caught off guard when Clair also asked him to come to her sleeping quarters that night a few minutes later. It took a slight nudge from Rias to signal to Issei that he should accept, so he did. Rias nodded at him happily, then subtly winked at Clair, unbeknownst to Issei.
——Several hours later that night——
A few minutes past 10:00 pm and Issei was standing in his usual traveling attire outside the Sleeping quarters of Blackthorn city’s gym. This was where all the gym trainers and its leader spent the night. It was also where Issei was supposed to be meeting Clair. He had honestly felt a bit awkward being led through the dark building to Clair’s room by one of her younger female gym trainers in the middle of the night, but it was definitely more awkward to just be standing outside said room all alone after the girl had knocked on the door frame and announced that he was there, then just left with a quick goodbye to Issei. 
Issei stood outside Clair’s room for a good minute before he heard a faint voice from in the room say, “You can come in.”
Issei exhaled slowly to relax himself and then gently slid open the door. He stepped inside and shut the door behind him. It clicked shut and Issei looked up into the room to take in his surroundings. 
And promptly fell back as blood shot out from his nose, his pants got tighter from his cock rising to full mast, and let out a perverted giggle right when he saw Clair sitting on her futon mattress. Gone was her usual cape and a tight blue singlet type outfit, the one that hugged her form and all the curves Issei loved to see and had committed to memory since he arrived in Blackthorn. Now she was only in a soft looking, white bathrobe with her feet resting in a folded up comforter off the side of her futon. Issei knew that was all she was wearing because the opening wasn’t closed in the slightest. It hung loosely on Clair’s body, showing off all the cleavage that she could. And the way she was sitting gave Issei a clear view up the bottom of her robe and at her clean shaven pussy.
“Ah, I-Issei. Thank you for coming.” Clair tried to sound confident or suave, but anyone could easily hear the nervousness shake in her voice. Had the only other person present not been staring at her chest through her open robe with a stupid smile on his face. “I-I see you like my choice of attire tonight?”
The rhetorical question did manage to catch Issei’s attention. He wiped away the drool forming at the corner of his mouth and nodded vigorously. “Yeah definitely! It freaking rocks!”
Clair sighed, both in relief at the nerves in her voice going over Issei’s head, and in exasperation by how easy it was to turn his brain off. ‘I guess this will be easier than I thought. He really is a huge pervert like Rias said.’ “I’m glad. I did wear it for you after all.”
“For me?”
Clair stood up from her futon which caused her robe to shift. The bottom moved and sadly hid her pussy from Issei’s view, but the top fell open even more and let the nibble of her right tit slip out for Issei to almost squeal at seeing. “In the cave today, you showed immense talent and skill with calming all of those Dragon-Type Pokémon. I…” Clair let out another sigh, crossing her thighs slightly, rubbing them together before she continued. “I found it rather… enticing. Seeing such a display of natural skill. Seeing a person be such a natural with angry Dragons is a rare sight to see. A very rare, and appealing, sight. And with how I acted prior to that incident…” Clair slowly grabbed the edges of her robe and pulled it open, shedding the white cover and letting it slide down her body. “I thought I should apologize. Particularly in a way that your girlfriend has suggested I should.” 
Her body was now totally bare and open for Issei to gawk at. And gawk he did. His eyes didn’t blink as he looked her up and down. From her long, slender legs with matching thicc thighs, to her pussy that already looked wet, and obviously ending at her fat tits. They weren’t as big as Rias’s or Akeno’s, but they were still C cups at the very least and were nothing to sneeze at. Her iconic blue hair was down and framing them beautifully, though anything with tits was beautiful to Issei. One conative thought crossed Issei’s mind as he stared. ‘Thank you Rias~! You’re the best~!’ 
Seeing Issei’s perverted and happy staring, Clair became more confident. She smirked and lowered her hands to rest on her hips. “I see Rias wasn’t wrong about how I should go about this. Now, do you think we should move on to the real apology?”
Issei giggled like an idiot and nodded slowly. “A-and w-what would that be?”
Clair’s smirk widened as she strode over to Issei and took a hold of his collar in her fist. “Let’s find out, shall we~?” Clair walked backwards towards her futon, pulling Issei along with her. Issei was captivated by the way she was swaying her body as she led him. Her tits were so perky they didn’t move too much, but they did jiggle enough (quite wonderfully as well, Issei would say) for Issei’s viewing pleasure. He was so busy watching Clair’s tits that he was completely caught off guard as she yanked him forwards, basically throwing him past her and onto her futon. 
Issei yelped as he hit the soft bedding, but was cut off as Clair captured his lips in a deep kiss. Her tongue immediately pushed its way past Issei’s lips and against his own. She had mounted his waist and already started undoing his pants. Without pulling away from their kiss, Clair started working on Issei’s pants. She got his belt undone and buttoned his pants open, pulling them open and down his legs. His boxers got pulled down with them. His cock sprang free, all seven inches. It throbbed with need, want, and showed just how horny Issei was after the last few minutes.
Clair broke away to take in a deep breath, and looked down at Issei. With his lips no longer needing to kiss Clair’s in their heated kiss, Issei’s perverted smile once again spread across his face as he looked like he was in his own personal paradise. Clair watched him catch his breath and hummed lightly in delight. Despite how horny she had been all night since she had seen how skillfully Issei calmed those Pokémon in the cave, she found it funny how eager Issei was already. She flashed her tits at him and after just a kiss, he already seemed to be in heaven. 
Clair gently took Issei’s hand and moved it to her left tit. “I heard you really liked boobs Issei. How do you like mine~?”
Issei almost squealed in joy as his fingers sank into Clair’s soft chest pillows. “They’re incredible! They’re absolutely amazing, squeezable fun bags!”
Clair honestly hadn’t been expecting a compliment like that. ‘But I guess that just means Issei legitimately meant it.’ Clair sighed, the feeling of her breast being squeezed and played with in Issei’s hand was a feeling she wasn’t quite familiar with, so every little movement side to side or light squeeze Issei did made her get even more turned on.
“I’m glad you enjoy them~. However, I have something you might like even more.” Clair gently pulled her tit away from Issei’s hand and scooted down his body, trailing her fingers down Issei’s bare chest and stomach. She kept her eyes locked with his the whole way down to where she stopped with her head right above the tip of his penis and her fingers right next to it on his pelvis. Issei watched her as she gave a little wink up at him, then let a long trail of spit fall down on his head. Issei could immediately feel the wet feeling landing and running down his cock.
That feeling was soon shot out of the water like a Hydro Pump as Clair followed the trail of her spit down and took Issei’s cock into her mouth. Her warm, wet, inviting mouth that was very excited to wrap around Issei’s cock head. She teased the man’s phallic tip like never before. Clair bobbed her head up and down along his cock. Her blowjob made Issei moan loud and boisterous. She felt herself smirking as Issei put his hand on the back of her head, trying to pull her down even further on his dick. She was all too happy to cooperate with him. Her lips sank down his shaft and didn’t stop until they reached Issei’s pelvis, where she quickly swirled her tongue all around the large cock in her mouth. 
After a few minutes of this incredible talent assaulting his cock, Issei couldn’t hold on anymore. With a mix of a happy squeal and a deep, throaty moan, Issei came. He came hard, and he came a lot. Right into Clair’s waiting mouth and throat. The blue haired Gym Leader quickly pulled her head up on Issei’s dick, locking her lips around just his cock head and teasing it with her tongue as he came, milking as much semen out of him as she could. She knew that she could have taken him all into her throat and let him cum there, but she wanted to taste the seed of the man that easily tamed over a dozen Dragon-Types at once. 
And boy did she taste it. Taste it, AND feel it. Issei’s cum not only tasted faintly sweet to her, it was also extremely thick~. Like she could feel it each load he shot out brush along her tongue, despite how full her mouth was getting, she still felt it move and churn in her mouth. Her cheeks started to puff out just a little bit to hold all Issei’s baby batter in her mouth before he finished cumming. As she felt the loads of cum stop and Issei’s cock stop twitching, Clair didn’t waste any time pulling back and swallowing everything in her mouth. It took two goes, but when she opened her mouth and breathed out a “refreshed” sigh at having her mouth unburdened once again, there wasn’t a drop of cum left.
Issei’s head fell back against the futon as he panted from coming down from his climax high. A stupid smile was spread across his lips and sparkles seemed to shine around him as he giggled to himself. He hadn’t had a chance to cum like that for almost a week since Rias and Akeno wanted everyone to focus on their upcoming gym battle, ironically with the person that had just sucked him off to completion in less than 15 minutes. 
Clair smirked as she watched Issei look like he was ready to die happy. His cock didn’t seem as hard as when she was sucking it, but it was definitely still more than half hard. He hadn’t even gone down a full inch yet. ‘He must still be ready to go~.’ While Clair had truthfully only planned on giving Issei a blowjob, maybe also a handjob, as an genuine apology, she had also hoped that it would possibly quell the heat that had grown in her loins and chest. 
Sadly it did not. It made it worse. Her watching Issei melt under her lips and swallowing his admittedly tasty cum had made her so much hornier than she had been all day since the cave. And now seeing that he was also still ready for more, it made her want more too. Sure, she hadn’t planned on taking things much farther tonight, but Clair wanted to have some fun herself tonight too. And she didn’t think Issei would object~.
Clair sat back on her futon and slowly turned around on her ass. The sound of movement got Issei’s attention. He lifted his head back up and was met with a perfect view of Clair’s creamy, plump, and flawless looking ass! It looked so plump, and like it was made to be squeezed~!
While she was facing away from Issei, she propped herself up on her hands and knees. Her firm ass pushed out towards him, swaying slightly. “I know that my chest is not as stacked as some of the girls that you travel with, but I do think that my ass definitely matches up~. Don’t you Issei~?”
Issei scrambled off his back and onto his knees, looking at Clair’s rear end like a hungry man would look at a three course dinner, drool and all. He nodded dumbly, and slowly started crawling forwards, still smiling.
Clair smirked, but then spoke up and stopped him. “Upupup, don’t be so eager. Before you go humping away, you need to know that Rias had a condition for me doing this with you. You can’t put it in my pussy tonight unfortunately. Buuut,” Clair reached behind her with her right hand and smacked her ass lightly, pulling her ass cheek afterwards, opening up her buttcrack and letting Issei see her asshole. “My ass is still fair game~. And I think you're just the kind of kinky perv that would love that. Am I right?”
Issei giggled happily and nodded, still nearly drooling over her flawless rear end. “Y-yeah hehehe. Totally!” 
‘Knew it~.’ Clair thought as she kept her smirk up, confident in how things were turning out. “Well what do you say we get started~? That is, if you can keep going.” Clair didn’t need to say another word before Issei’s chest was pressed against her bare back as he mounted her. His arms snaked their way under her arms and both took a hold of her tits, both grabbing handfuls of her C cup tits. His hands rolled and played with them. Squeezing them so that his fingers sunk into the soft mounds. “I think that’s a yes is it~?”
Issei giggled like the happy pervert he was. “Hehehe~, you better believe I can keep going with a sexy, thicc body like this being offered to me!” Issei excitedly gave her tits a final squeeze, seemingly knowing that doing so would get his cock  back up to full mast. Which it did, as Issei’s now very eager cock throbbed before he maneuvered it towards Clair’s offered hole.
Issei let go of her tits and straightened his back, standing up on his knees behind Clair. He stared down at the blue haired woman positioned under him. And her firm asscheeks were being pushed out right at him. It looked… so damn inviting… and like it was begging for attention.
**SMACK**
“Oooowwmmmph~!” Clair’s head arched up in a sudden yelp of pain as her ass was very audiably spanked by Issei’s left hand. However, that painful yelp had also turned into a very pleased moan in her throat halfway through. Issei’s hand was still on her ass, resting on her plump ass right where he had spanked it. The slight red mark hidden under his hand as he looked at her.
“S-sorry. I should have asked before I did that!”
Clair looked over her shoulder behind her, looking at Issei. Said man felt his breath hitch when he saw the sheer amount of lust and desire in the Gym Leader’s eyes. She looked at him with the same amount of want that  a hunger predator looks at its favorite meal with.
“Do it again~. While you’re fucking me!”
Issei then realized that he never actually pushed his cock in her ass. Still looking her in the eyes over her shoulder, Issei slowly pushed his still rather slippery cock against her asshole, and moaned as his head slipped into her tight rear. “F-fuck this is the best!”
Clair’s arms shook as she held herself up, pleasure very quickly shooting out from her ass after Issei penetrated her ass. Then even more so as he pulled back and wordlessly started fucking her. And fuck did it feel good~! The same person that she wrote off as a wannabe trainer earlier that day was stretching out her ass, slapping his hips into her asscheeks and making them clap. And it felt amazing~! 
**SLAP**
“Hoh FUCK me~!” Clair cried out as his hand again slapped down on her butt, in the same spot as before no less. “Fuck me Issei! Fuck me you perverted Dragon Trainer~!”
*Pap* *Pap* *Pap*
Issei did just as she demanded. Breathing evenly, he thrust his hips back and forth, slowly as to savor the feeling of Clair’s tight ass squeezing his dick. His other hand came down on her other ass cheek, slapping across the bouncing flesh eagerly. 
Clair’s arms were still shaking, looking like she was struggling to hold herself up. And she was. It wasn’t her fault, but she was so horny and felt so good from feeling such a stiff, large cock filling her ass was amazing. She’d always gotten just as much pleasure from her ass as she did from her pussy. That and the painful pleasure from having him spank her quickly made her want even more pleasure. S-surly she could spare a hand to rub her pussy? O-or squeeze her tit?! Tweak her nipple a bit, give it a hard squeeze~?!
Clair never noticed Issei’s thrusting had stopped while she was thinking her own perverted thoughts. She did notice when she felt hands on her forearms, and then her arms being pushed out from under her. Without their support, she fell face first to the futon. She tried to look up, but her chin and mouth were still pressed into the mattress when another spank came from Issei. She moaned deeply into the bedding, looking ahead of her at the wall in front of her, letting Issei have a field day behind her. A very explorative field day as she felt his hand slip around her belly pressed against the futon and slid down to her pussy, where he showed just how skilled those hands he used to calm Dragons were. If Clair wasn’t already moaning into the futon, that did it. Even muffled Issei knew how loud she was moaning under his touch.
Unfortunately, with Clair now being prone on the bed and laying on top of her to finger her wet pussy, Issei couldn’t really spank her ass too well anymore. But he could show it more attention another way. 
Clair felt Issei shift behind her, but didn’t know why. Not until he was slightly raised up above. She never realized that Issei was actually a bit taller, but having his head right beside hers from behind really drove it home. Like how Issei threw his hips down and shoved his cock deeper into her ass than anything ever had before.
“MMMMMNnnnnnn~!” And boy did Clair love it.
With his new position, Issei was pounding down into her ass with a new vigor, as if his previous thrusting hadn’t shown enough. Though, now he was fucking her with every inch of his cock much harder.
For the next few minutes, which Clair would swear went by too fast to be several, Clair felt the build up reach its peak in her loins. Issei’s cock in her ass and his fingers in her pussy became too much for the Gym leader to handle, and when Issei lightly nibbled on her ear from behind her? She couldn’t help but cum.
Clair unconsciously bit down on the material of her futon and let out a stifled scream as she crushed the sheet between her teeth. Her pussy let out a very sudden flow of cum all over Issei’s hand and her own thighs. Her scream turned into a high pitched squeal while she rode out her climax. 
She wasn’t alone in reaching her limit. Issei had been ready to cum himself for almost two minutes, but he’d learned to hold himself back thanks to plenty of experience and practice with both Rias and Akeno. It was nice letting the female cum first~. So as Issei felt Clair’s juices hit his hand, he took that as a trigger to let himself unload. With a heavy grunt and drawn out groan, Issei buried his face into Clair’s neck, then his hips met her ass cheeks as he slammed every inch of cock he had into her ass, and came himself.
Rope after rope of thick cum was unloaded into her ass, and Clair felt it all. All of his cum shooting into her still very tight ass and building up around his spasming cock. Clair could also easily picture in her mind how this man on top of her was essentially repainting her insides~.
The two stayed in that position together, neither daring to move or pull away as they both came down from their highs. Issei was still very much on top and inside of Clair, and Clair very much was still biting down on the futon material in her mouth. Both panted for breath, regaining the ability to think clearly without anything being foggy due to lust or desire.
And the only thing Clair was bothering to think about with her new clarity was how much she enjoyed this apology herself~.With a satisfied smirk hidden from Issei by the futon, Clair slowly pulled her arms back in, stopping when they slipped past Issei’s hands to interlock her fingers with his. Clair pushed one side of her back into Issei and he must have gotten her message. 
Almost as one, they rolled over onto their sides, Issei still behind Clair and holding her hands. After getting to the new position, Clair swiftly freed one of her hands and lazily pulled on the edge of the blanket folded on the side of the futon and dragged it over the both of them, then settled in once more and let Issei hold her as she fell asleep. 
Not even realizing or caring that his cock was still in her ass.
——Afternoon the next day——
Issei let out another sigh of defeat as he hefted his backpack off the ground and up onto his back. Despite the amazing sheet romp that he had last night with Clair, it hadn’t let him with his gym challenge with her today.
Charizard had barely listened to anything Issei had said and basically ended up forfeiting his match. Shelgon had held up decently okay for a while but seemed to get progressively more annoyed each turn battling for Issei and eventually went out of bounds, forfeiting his match, and took a nap. And poor Goomy didn’t stand a chance. She was all ready to battle, even leaving it’s pokeball without Issei doing anything and entered the match. And she was knocked out with the first move from Clair’s Kingdra. Thankfully Clair only ordered her Kingdra to use a normal water gun instead of some of the other insanely powerful moves he’d seen her use. However, Goomy was still practically knocked out cold after getting hit by it and Issei conceded to Clair. After it was all said and done, Issei had only been able to knock out one of her Dragonairs. 
‘Talk about a total ball buster.’ Issei looked over to the rest of his group, all doing the final touches of packing up and getting ready to depart from Blackthorn City after he got Goomy and Shelgon healed up. ‘Got my ass kicked by the girl I just slept with is one heck of a way to get her to remember you Issei.’ Issei berated himself, but turned away any more thoughts like that as he saw all his friends were ready to go and grouping up to leave. Issei started walking over to them, but was stopped as a voice called out, “So, finally time to leave?”
Issei looked in the opposite direction of his group and saw Clair standing there, in her usual tight blue spandex suit with her arms crossed. Her usual confident smirk on her face. 
Issei rubbed his head and shrugged at her. “Yeah, we spent enough time here as it is. You should know. It took you almost a week to battle all of us.”
Clair nodded once to him. “Yeah, I know. I’ve just gotten a bit used to seeing you all around town. You all gave me and my Pokemon some fun battles.” 
Issei chuckled awkwardly. “My quick loss is excluded from those I expect?”
“Don’t beat yourself down. I am a gym leader after all. I need to be stronger than most. Your friends Xenovia and Koneko didn’t beat me either. And Akeno barely beat me herself. But that Luxray of hers is really something else.”
“Yeah I guess so. That probably means that we’ll be back sometime for the three of us to try again.”
“That doesn’t sound so bad to me. I definitely wouldn’t mind having another round with you.” The way she said that made Issei a bit confused about what kind of round with him she meant, but a blush still appeared on his cheeks. “But until then…” Clair uncrossed her arms and sauntered up to Issei. Reaching out, she quickly slipped something in his jean’s pocket. Before she pulled her hand away though, she gave the pocket a few light pats on the outside. And then a grazing pass of her finger tips over his crotch. Issei didn’t know if that was intentional or not, but memories of the prior night still flashed through his head. “My number, hopefully we can keep in touch a bit. That way you can let me know when you’re all coming back to Blackthorn so I can… be ready for you. And maybe we could even have some fun in some other way with it~.” Clair, who had been looking Issei in the eyes the entire time she was within arms reach of him, gave one final wink before turning around, still looking at Issei as she did. With a flash of her usual smirk and a wink, she waved at him. “I’ll see you around, mister Dragon Master~.” And then she turned around and left, walking away down the street. 
Issei couldn’t help but watch her go. Or more accurately her swaying ass in that wonderfully tight outfit of hers~. ‘Maybe Akeno would be willing to wear something like that~?’
“Come on Issei! We’re ready to go!”
After hearing Rias’s voice call over to him, Issei’s eyes snapped open from leering half lidded at Clair’s rear and he quickly wiped away the trail of blood that had started flowing from his nose. He turned around and jogged over to her.  “C-coming!” 
While he rejoined his friends, of which Akeno and Rias were finally happy to have their man back with them as they both hugged his arms into their large boobs, Clair couldn’t help but glance back at them. She stopped the sashaying walk she’d been doing to tease Issei one final time and just walked normally. 
Her ass was a bit too sore from her match with Issei the previous night for her to keep it up. Not that she didn’t find the dull ache in her rear a bit of an enjoyable reminder itself~.
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dialovers-lover-xoxo · 10 months
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❌ Warning: THIS POST CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL NSFW CONTENT ❌
If you're a minor or nsfw makes you uncomfortable please please don't read under the cut ❗️❗️❗️
Carla Tsukinami x Female Reader
Bath, Gentle, Romantic, Oral, Slightly dominant but still romantic, Swallowing cum
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You relaxed and let out a sigh of contentment as Carla gently brushed your hair. He was careful with it, so careful that somehow brushing tangles never even hurt. You supposed that because he had long hair, and who knows how many years of experience, he had learned a few tricks.
"All done." He said, kissing the top of your head. "Now..." he walked in front of you and tucked a stray hair behind your ear. You leaned in and he met you for another kiss. It was slow, nothing sexy, but you felt yourself wanting more anyway. He bent over you, holding himself up on the arms of your chair and your hands came to rest on his shoulders. "I've been thinking, we can practice having founders." He bent down and affectionately nibbled at you, causing you to giggle. It never stopped amusing you that he often called making love practice for future founders, but you were fairly certain he knew you found it funny.
"I'd like that." His eyelids lowered with lust. "Well...since we're already here." He stood up tall, so your face was aligned with his crotch. "Suck me off, love." His words were sweet but clearly demanding. You unbuckled his belt and got his pants down, before also shimmying down his briefs. His erection, long and hard, popped out, already glistening with precum.
He touched your head and you slowly took him into your mouth, holding his shaft in your hands as you swirled your tongue around his length, enjoying the slightly salty taste of his skin. Knowing his tip was ever so sensitive, you paid special attention to it with your lips and tongue, which made him grunt and hold your hair tighter. You started to bob your head back and forth and his hand fisted your hair, helping to guide your movements until he orgasmed with a loud moan and finished in your mouth, which you happily swallowed.
Carla hurriedly undressed and with your help took all your clothes off as well. "I'm still-" "I know, love. I'll eat you out on this chair. Spread your legs for me." Carla was a prideful man, yet he went on his knees to pleasure you. He kissed your folds and you shivered.
His tongue went in and explored your womanhood. You moaned as he touched every inch with his tongue, lingering on the perfect spots. One hand grabbed and held on tightly to the armrest, the other Carla's hair. You whimpered and squirmed as he pleasured you with his mouth. His tongue swirled over your clit and you found yourself getting closer and closer until you shattered completely, moaning and shaking as your release rocked through your body.
As you came down from your high, Carla soothingly rubbed your knee, then scooted his arms under your body and picked you up, cradling you close to his chest. You breathed in his scent, still slightly out of breath from your orgasm.
He laid you down in the bathtub and filled it. The bathtub in his mansion was so effective, it was full and perfectly warm in a matter of moments. Not to mention more than big enough for two. You reached for a knob and turned the warm water on from the shower overhead, wanting to feel like you were in a warm rain shower.
"Woman, I spent so long brushing your hair." Carla said, a teasing smile on his face as he carefully got in the bath and slid in next to you. He wrapped his arm around you and you rested your head and hand on his smooth chest. "Wouldn't it get messed up making founders anyway?" You teased back, moving your fingers along his chest.
His smile spoke of adoration for you and you both mutually leaned in for a kiss. You started to stroke his erection, feeling it's soft warmth in your hands. "Mm..." Carla let out a quiet sound of pleasure.
He quietly got up and spread your legs. He took his length into his hand and guided it towards your entrance, then started pushing in. He exhaled as he filled you with his member and you moaned and gripped his forearms. He started rocking his hips and kissed you. He made love for you sweetly, gently.
You moaned into each others' mouths as your bodies moved together, pleasuring each other. You wrapped one arm around Carla's neck and he deepened the kiss, tilting his head and pressing against you more. Your chests touched and rubbed together and when Carla angled his hips to hit your g-spot, you knew you would cum soon. You arched and cried out, moaning your lover's name. "Look at me." Carla demanded as he sped up for his own release. He stared into your eyes until he too reached his climax and moaned, his eyes shutting tightly as his seed poured out of him and into you.
Breathing heavily he gently lowered his body and ontop of yours and you rested your hands on his back. You kissed his ear and you nibbled on your neck slightly. "Maybe...maybe one day...it won't be for practice?" Carla looked up at you. He kissed you. "Certainly, beloved woman of mine."
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Sixam engagement photos.
Beginning of Lemon Gen // Previous // Next
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CEO-sub!Leon S Kennedy X Fem!Reader🌶️
𝗜 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀, 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗶𝘁…𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆-𝗹𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝘀𝘀, 𝗟𝗲𝗼𝗻, 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼 𝗢𝗙 𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝘂𝗯𝗺𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂🤨🌚 Part 2
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Another upload was up. It seems like the pegging videos were highly favorited. Usually, the men you peg were guy friends, your biggest fans, hell even certain coworkers. They were all equally loyal and respectful with keeping it a secret, especially from your boss. Sure, you're making big bank doing both jobs as an OF sex worker and a graphic designer (I swear I did not purposely put my major here LMAO), however it would be lowkey embarrassing to be known for your secret side job with everyone. He would either keep you still just to humiliate-as if he never does that-or just fire you. Yet, knowing how he is not just by you, but everyone within the company was that he is scary and can be an asshole. He slept with female coworkers and would either befriend the male coworkers or gives them a hard time. Yes, he does have his favorites
But, among one female coworker he only gives a hard time than the rest was you. Of course, you didn't do anything wrong, but my god were you tempted to fucking throat punch him one day. Making it to work the next day you had two phones, one for your OF relations and the other is just personal/business related. You always shut down the OF phone completely, so you wouldn't be bothered by it vibrating over and over with notifications except for your personal one. Immediately, when you walk in all the female coworkers give you a look and giggle, because...well, you rejected your boss, Leon, only one time when he wanted to mess around with you. You told him,"With all due respect, Mr. Kennedy, but you're not my type. I prefer our relationship to be professional related. Nothing more and nothing less."
That's when he gave you a hard time after that. For being rejected. By you, no other woman just you. I know it sounds unfair and irritating. The male coworkers though they genuinely like having you around, because all the female coworkers do is talk their asses off about how Leon is so sweet, spoiling them, etc. All he does is pick and choose and they are completely wrapped around his finger. "Oh, (Y/N) hate to break it to you, but you can't keep holding yourself back from Mr. Kennedy." One female coworker said as she was walking beside you. You kept on walking not making any contact besides waving all the male coworkers who greet you,"I don't understand by that. Mind you explaining that?"
The woman rolled her eyes,"Don't play dumb, girl. You know what I'm talking about!" You give an amused laugh,"Oh please, keep him and play with him as much as you want. It's even better for me to take a damn breather every time I walk in this hellhole." She stops and sighs leaving you be. You made your way to your office and start turning on your computer, taking out your MacBook, and sketchbook with all the designs of the companies products. Throughout your time clocked in was work and when break time was up you turn on your OF phone to check on notifications. Lets just say it was a lot of:
'God, I wish I was getting stuffed by you😍😍'
'Please!! Next time can you get the lower angle. I want to see it pump in and out of him😫😖'
'That's how you work the plug. I wish I was your boy toy...'
'Fuck, mommy I wish I live nearby, so I can come over and be used by you any day and however you like it🫣🥵'
It made you smile big reading and scrolling down the comments. Liking the ones that made you get butterflies and replying back to the ones who was asking to reply to their comments. A knock on your door made you jump as you just threw the phone in your cabinet. "Who is it?" A man walks in to be none other than,"Chris. It's me. I wanted to swing by real quick before Leon comes in to bother you again." Thank the heavens it was Chris. Sure, him and Leon are best buds, yet Chris has the decency to be respectful to you unlike Leon. Leon would act right when Chris is around, but when he isn't that's another story...and he is one of your personal biggest fan~
"Fuck, Chris you are a savior." Your anxiety fades away as you grab your wallet only for Chris to stop you,"Don't worry about that. It's on me." You shrugged and dipped with Chris to get lunch together. "Is Leon clocking in late?" Chris puts an arm around your shoulder leading you out the building and opening the passenger door for you,"Who cares? As long as I'm around he will be tamed as ever."
Whilst you and Chris were out to lunch Leon walks in the building. Of course, all the women were greeting him, asking him how he was, etc. With his cold stare he would answer uninterested and keeps on moving. Some would stop him trying to talk to him-you know what just fucking flirt with the bastard, alright?! "Where is, (Y/N)?" He asked and one of them said,"She went with Chris for lunch." His eyes squint in response under his shades, pissed off to say, and he walks to your office alone. He opens the door as he is aware you would leave it unlocked. It looked normal with bit of decor that was your aesthetic. He started to get nosy and go through your sketches and sees nothing of the ordinary besides logo designs and random doodles. "Hmph, this actually looks nice."
He closes the sketchbook and hears some muffling. Leon stays quiet and tries to look for the sound. It took him a while and he opened the cabinet that wasn't pushed all the way. It was a phone-your other phone left open to the OF page. It was at a low volume, but he was able to listen clearly. "Fuck, yes, ahh! Just like that, mistress~" It was a snippet of a video from last week before your full video upload yesterday. His eyes widen taking off his shades and scrolls down to see the full video as he debated on playing it or not. However, time was cut short when he hears outside of the window in your office a car driving into the parking lot. He looks outside and see it was you and Chris. You were both talking and Chris leaned down your height whispering something to you making you laugh. He felt a twinge of envy in his chest
"Mr. Kennedy?" He hears one of his coworkers walking around in the hallway where your door is at. He closes the cabinet and puts the phone in his pocket inside his suit and was greeted by his business partners. He had a meeting today for a collaboration. He plans on speaking to you afterwards though...
"FUCK!! Where is it?! I just left it here." Your anxiety was through the roof as you already went through your bag and cabinets more than ten times. Nothing. You called Chris if he might've found it in his car, but nothing. You knew it was in the cabinet. But, who would have taken it? That's when you realized,"No...no no no he did not." Someone knocked on your door and was opened to reveal Ada Wong, Leon's personal assistant. "Hey, Mr. Kennedy wants to speak to you in five and he does not like waiting either." Damn...it was over
You nodded and sigh in defeat as Ada was about to close the door, but stops,"Oh and...don't forget what I taught you if he tries anything funny." She winks and closes the door, at least there was one female coworker that was nice to you. But, she barely has time to spend with you since she is the personal assistant. Anyway, you got up and left your office to head to Leon's. You knocked and tells you to come in. "Lock the door before you sit." He said and you followed
Sitting on the velvety chair you gulped preparing for the worst. "Is there something the matter, Mr. Kennedy?" He turn his chair around and has the classic intimidating smolder,"I have found something that may belong to you, Ms. (L/N)." Here it goes, he takes the phone from his pocket revealing the video of you pegging a fan from last nights upload. "Uh...s-sir I can explain I-" "Hold your tongue." He cuts you off and turns off the phone, sliding it to you. You grab it quickly gripping on it, tightly, from anxiety. "You do realize this can ruin your reputation?" You nodded and shake your leg feeling more nervous as ever. "Good...but, I'm not letting you go. You are far too great of a talent to work for someone else, so you are still staying here."
'Wait what?' You thought and stand up,"I don't understand. You're not going to fire me?" He shakes his head and leans back in the chair,"We can discuss more of this tomorrow. Don't head to your office when you come in. Wait for me by the door when come to mine." This was puzzling to you and you just said 'okay', left it at that. The next day you quickly zoom to his office so nobody would find it suspicious. Thankfully, he did get there without being lunged by his female coworkers. "Come in." He opens the door for you and you walk inside. Your heart was beating fast preparing for the worst since you are not fired, but stuck with him
"Get comfortable." He said. You assume to be taking a seat, but he stops you,"No, I said get comfortable." You raise a brow,"W-what do you mean?" You almost chuckled in disbelief and he puts his hands your shoulders and forcefully move you to his desk. It made you lose balance laying on his desk,"The hell is wrong with you!?" Leon kneels down nuzzling against your inner thigh. "Hmm, such strong legs~" You were dumbfounded by what he was doing and he says,"Hurt me."
Almost choking on your saliva you cleared your throat,"Ahem, y-you want me to hurt you? H-Hurt!? You're my boss what the fu-" Leon glares at you and he bites down hard on your thigh as you yell in pain and kick him square in the chest. He grunts out in pain and coughs. "You fucking bi-" You look down to see his boner making a really tight tent in his pants. Leon lifts his head up and smirks,"Again~"
You couldn't believe it. Your own boss submitting to you. But, you did so by putting your boot on his crotch, rubbing it up and down. He moans grinding his hips against your foot making his eyes roll back,"Ah, yes...keep going~" You wanted to hate this...but, dammit did it feel good to see him suffer. "Want more huh?" You put force into it, stepping on it making him gasp and groan in pain...more like pleasure~
Throughout, your time with him was stepping on his dick, spanking his ass with his own belt, using his tie as a gag, lipstick prints of your own lips on his face, ass, back, thighs, chest, and some smeared on his button up shirt by the collarbone. He came so many times from the impact of your dominance and hateful words to him like: "You piss me off so much I wish I can just beat it out of you" "Pain will never effect you, you're too masochistic for that" "You want to be my boytoy? Hah, I'll release all of my rage on you that you're too sore and aching in pain"
His responses would be something like: "No, look at me! Look at me, fuck!! I want to see your face when you hit me again~" "Please, keep using me. Do whatever you want I can take it better" "Mistress, just tease the tip of your boot on my cock, PLEASE!!~"
After that it seemed like he became more...tolerable. He would flat out insult the female coworkers, his least favorited coworkers he apologized and gave them a better raise, and the (now used-to-be) favorited coworkers were fired due to lack of activity and laziness. No, it was definitely not because you told him to or rather he will not be getting what he wants from you~
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𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁. 𝗠𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗦𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹~🖤🫣
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