#my sweet bunny anon

[beforeimdeceased]

nsfw!

༉‧₊˚. sub!ellie sits in amazement while you ride her cock. wetness dripping down her thighs causing her to bite her lips from embarrassment. she just wants to be good for you. she wants to make you come, but watching you is making her weak. everytime she fucks up into you a wave of pleasure hits her core and it knocks her back. the poor thing is biting her lip trying to concentrate but it’s all too much for her. she’s literally lust drunk and it’s making her stupid. mumbling about how you’re “s’ pretty. please keep using me.”

and you laugh at her. like actually laugh at her because she sounds so so so pathetic and cute.

#morning thoughts #my contributions #bunnie can speak? ☆ #ellie williams #・❥・ bun’s sweet ellie #ellie williams x reader #bun’s asks ꕤ #bun’s anons ˖°🦇ִ ࣪𖤐 #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams smut #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams tlou #— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —

[blackandwhlteaesthetlc]

https://www.tumblr.com/blackandwhlteaesthetlc/720406565533958144

Feeding the hets with the song he wrote for his sister 😜 This will be the dic-horse for the next few days lol

First of all, ‘dic-horse’ made me laugh. Thank you. 😆

Second, eh they’re always talking shit. But they can’t undo that time he stuttered when asked what the song was about years ago, can they? 🤷🏻‍♀️

#it truly made me laugh #and then cry #because sweet creature in 2023 was NOT on my bingo card 🥲 #sweet creature #bunny #anons

[genderkoolaid]

THE GUY WHO WROTE WATERSHIP DOWN

THE STORY ORIGINALLY STARTED BECAUSE HIS DAUGHTERS LIKED BUNNIES SO HE MADE UP STORIES ABOUT BUNNIES

I did not know what this was in reference to at first and I was Floored trying to figure out how the author of watership down figured into the conversation of transmasculinity

#m. #ask box #this is very sweet anon ty for telling me #altho watership down. not my first thought for a story for a little kid who liked bunnies #but maybe his daughters were cool as hell

[gillianthecat]

I love that we have collectively decided the PingTap is their ship name, when TapPing is right there 😂

omg that's hilarious 😂

and somehow I didn't even realize. usually I'll try out both versions of a ship name, if only in my head, but I guess I didn't for these two 🤦🏻‍♀️

#fahlanruk #fahlanruk the series #TapPing #PingTap #my pining babies #pingtap my beloved #💙pingtap💙 #four different tags for these sweet idiots and still I never flipped their names around #thank you anon for bringing this to my attention #anon asks #asks answered #🔨 #✊✊ #👯‍♂️ #(i picture the dancing bunnies in tap shoes)

[honeybunny-sawamura]

Domestic Daichi who cuddles with you in the morning, groaning when u move bc he doesn’t want you to get up. When you finally convince him to, he immediately makes you some coffee, and hugs you before you leave for work, giving you a quick forehead kiss. Daichi who, as soon as you get back home from work, greets you the moment you walk into the door, hugging you as you sigh into his chest. Wordlessly, he picks you up and carries you to the couch. He orders some food for delivery and cuddles with you while you guys wait. Imagine him asking you about your day in a soft, low voice <3. After you both eat, he washes the dishes quickly and rejoins you for whatever you want to do after.

anon darling 🥺 this is so sweeeeet 💖💖💖 love domestic Daichi. gosh i want this so bad 🥺🥺🥺 i know he’ll massage you when you’ve had a long and hard day. hold you super tight and rock you on those days too letting you know that you did the best you can and tomorrow will be a better day. if you texted him before he heads home, he’ll swing by to grab some dessert to treat you; your favorites and maybe a little gift too!

every morning with him is hard to leave the bed and start the day because the bed and him are so comfy that you don’t wanna leave his side. you both take a moment to admire each other and share little kisses, promising to come home to each other as soon as you guys get out of work; cupping each other’s face, thumb rubbing cheeks, and hands running through each other’s hair.

your day starts and ends always in Daichi’s arms

#gosh i love him so much #thank you so much anon #i needed this! this is so sweet #anyone can send my Daichi head canons plzzzzzz 🥺 #daichi honey #daichi sawamura #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #sawamura daichi #babbling with bunny 💬

[helpimhyperfixating]

If i met you irl i would take you to a bubble tea cafe and we could both draw/talk about self inserts and jotaro lolol. We could take the bus and subway and picnic near a lake surrounding an amusement park!! It would be so nice getting to know a jotaro enthusiast in public!!

I- I- I-

M-Me? You’d wanna do that with me? 🥺

This is so fuckin’ sweet you have no idea 😭 Anon, I might’ve fallen a little bit in love

Fun fact, I’ve only ever had bubble tea exactly once in my life and that was very recently but I did enjoy it :3

But HNNNNNN I would really love to do this 👉👈

Just a day of gushing and fun and relaxing and creating and just- yeah. Thank you for suggesting it, let’s hecking do it >:333

❤️💖❤️

Also a day of cats, which I will always say yes to HEHEHE

#hih answers #ask game #a certain bunny bought me boba tea #so I have her to thank also for coming over my fear of choking on the bobas 😂 #no but seriously anon this is so sweet you have no idea #I’m gonna frame this ask

[faebriel]

the vent tag on c!niki's tumblr would be unreal

#im imagining lots of rbs of nice aesthetic cakes and flowers and things. maybe some art projects! baby bunnies and cat videos #and then a series of posts containing the most unhinged pathetic but also just kind of sad rants under a readmore or in the tags #someone sends her an ask asking if shes okay and shes like oh yes! thank you anon youre so sweet <3 just a rough patch #and then an hour later shes like He's In My Garden. I'm Going To Kill Him

[grantihare]

speaking of mordred, how is her doing? did he recover nicely from the surgery?

yes hes doing great!! hes almost totally back to normal now besides being kinda bald on his legs still. he does get a little irritated when you touch near his bad hip when its too cold or rainy out, but thats totally understandable tbh, my old surgery areas ache then too so i get it.

when its not bad weather though, he loooves to run around and jump and climb :) hes even started playing fetch with us again! hes very happy to be able to play with us and his sister again i think c':

some boy tax for you (with a bonus girl):

#he had me crying in those last few pics tbh. he ripped open his bunny toy and just slept against my leg waiting patiently while i sewed it #back together for him and he went nuts playing with it after #hes such a sweet little guy #the chair from the first 2 pics is the one we picked up after he got hurt. after his surgery id give him his hot compresses with him on my #chest sitting in it. hed sleep there on me for hrs bc he couldnt move but neither of us wanted him alone in his safety crate. i think hes #emotionally bonded to the chair now lmao its his fave nap spot #i love him so much its so good to see him acting normal again #and its so touching that you remembered and cared to ask anon thank you so much youre so sweet #mordred #hope its okay for me to pin this in case anyone else wants to know how hes doing #and also bc i love these pics and want everyone to see them kdjfhgd

[ultimatecutenesspeaks]

Soon as bunny see that he lets go of mizuki and goes towards both of them with a worry expression bunny are you both okay did any of you two are hurt anywhere (…) oh I’m sorry about your shirt dude I’m mean I’m can try to clean it up if you want ?

*The blue-haired boy looks at him in surprise before chuckling and waving his hands.*

Blue-haired Boy: No no, it's okay. I can just wash it when I get home. Thank you, though. (To Twilight) Are you okay? We really have to stop bumping into each other like this, heh.

*He then gives Twilight a gentle smile as he picks her cup up and she gives him an awkward smile as she stumbles over her words.*

Twilight: You know me! Heheh. Always trying to make a big... splash around here. 'Cause my drink kinda... splashed... on the ground! Heheheh...

*Despite her awkward rambling, Flash just gives her a sweet smile in response, and Twilight accidentally bumps into the counter on her way back to the others.*

#flash is actually so sweet what the heck- #twilight speaks🐰 #answered asks🐰💗 #bunny anon #blog roleplay season five #my little pony equestria girls timeline

[beforeimdeceased]

what if… toxic ellie but make her a subtop 😋

nsfw! ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

omg toxic!ellie getting caught doing some stupid fucking shit again. like cheating or breaking into your car or slashing your date’s tires or putting an airtag in your bag or something else equally fucking insane and you just have to grab her wrist and pull her to the side. furrowing your eyebrows, you shake your head. “ellie.”

and there’s so much conviction in the way you let those two syllables slip off your tongue. a desperately confused question, immediately followed by a sense of knowing. she was doing all of this for attention. she wanted to get under your skin.

“you frustrated or somethin’?” is not what she thought would come out of your pretty plump lips. the ones she’s had her eyes on since you’d dragged her outside against the wall. she looks at you, confusion ridden face.

“huh?”

“huh?” you mock, a small frustrated smile on your face. you shake your head. “you’re acting out. like you want something from me, is that it? do you want something from me?”

and now her sage colored eyes refuse to meet yours. she’s staring at the tip of her shoes, feeling pushed back by your response. how the fuck could you tell? was she making it obvious? you clear your throat, awaiting her answer, and she finds herself even more frustrated than before.

“i don’t want shit from you, you don’t know what you’re talking about.”

but you do know what you’re talking about, because the second you looked around and reassured her that it was just the two of you up against that wall, she started whining about how much she misses your sweet cunt.

“you cut me off, but i need you. need to taste you again.”

you just roll your eyes at her. “so this is how you fucking ask?”

no. definitely no. and since she doesn’t know, she’ll have to work for it. she’s gonna start by tongue fucking you against this wall like the cunt dumb slut she is. hands gripping onto your thighs like her life depends on it. moaning into your pussy because you taste so good and you sound so pretty and that was all she wanted. to make you moan her name again.

#i took her to my penthouse #n i freaked it #bunnie can speak? ☆ #— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ — #ellie williams #・❥・ bun’s sweet ellie #ellie williams x reader #bun’s asks ꕤ #bun’s anons ˖°🦇ִ ࣪𖤐 #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams imagine #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams smut #sapphic writing #lesbian #wlw writing #ellie williams x you #ellie williams drabble #tlou fanfic

[queen-korri]

Omg I literally binged all your kataang fanfics, I loved them so much! 🥰

I especially loved "moments before" I love that imbalance time period (I wish there was more fics around that time period :/)

I hope you countue writing kataang! 😘

This is literally so sweet and unexpected omg 🥹 thank you friend! Life is busy for me rn but I miss writing so the minute I get some time to breathe I’ll be feeding once again 😌

Thanks again for stopping by 🫶🏾

#anon #how sweet wtheck #I have so many wips #in my gdocs #in my phone #my biggest issue is deciding what I wanna focus on tbh #once I figure out exactly what I wanna write and which plot bunny is calling the loudest #I will MAKE the time 😌

[makyurini]

bunny anon gets their own separate post answering their asks because i absolutely adore them and i don’t want to miss a single ask from them <3

are we the same person because oh my god same?? you and i have amazing taste in women and kinks, my lovely bunny <3

GAZ NATION RISE UP!!! but really, it’s so frustrating that gaz is shoved aside so often because he and price are the most fleshed out members of the 141 (in this timeline ofc)?? the first game is literally all about them and the second game still heavily features them towards the latter half of it? i would argue that gaz is the most fleshed out character of the 141 overall. we see him struggle with his own morals, stand up to and continuously question authority, and (depending on your choices in the game) we can even see him tossing aside his morals in favor of getting revenge like?? he’s SUCH a wonderfully complex character. he was the first 141 member we were introduced to in this timeline (along with price). sweet baby boy deserves so much better from the fandom and i will forever be bitter about it

the man has an entire BAKERY BADONKADONK and you expect me to not be hypnotized by it?? i would become a petty thief just to have nightwing up close and personal wtf?? like “oh nooooo mr. nightwing sir please don’t pin my hands behind my back and push me up against a wall what a tragedy” meanwhile he thinks i’m struggling against him but i’m really just trying to get a peak at that bat booty

i do read the comics! jason todd has been a special interest for me since i was like 13 so i made it my person mission to read any comic featuring him aslkfjsdfh

i would say essential jason-centric comics are: a death in the family, red hood: the lost days, batman: under the red hood (there’s also an animated movie adaptation of it that’s fairly faithful to the comics), green arrow: seeing red, teen titans: life and death, and the new 52 red hood and the outlaws

my personal favorites are: batman: death in the family (not to be confused with the OG a death in the family—this is a new 52 reboot), red hood and the outlaws: rebirth, batman: under the red hood, red hood: the lost days, batman: urban legends, red hood/arsenal, task force z, batman: battle for the cowl, night of the owls: red hood and the outlaws, batman: three jokers, and wayne family adventures (the most lighthearted and fandomy of any comics but it’s so sweet and nice to see them act like a semi-functional family idc idc)

as always, different writers will have different takes on different characters, and jason todd seems to be one of the more polarizing one of the dc universe. anything from his original death to how he was revived to what he was like as robin to what his hair color is, is subject to change to depending on the writer. but the one thing that remains is: he does what the batman is afraid to do and he looks damn good doing it <3

#❀.ask #❀.🐇 anon #my sweet bunny i’ve missed you so <3 #i’m always happy to give comic recs btw! #i love love love comics books! #i know it’s a little intimidating to get into them since there’s so many and everyone thinks their favorite is the best #but tbh anything with jason is my favorite <3

[sweets4dolls]

Val would definitely make bunny call him daddy and Vox, sir🫣

🍒anon

𝒷𝓊𝓃𝓃𝓎 𝓃𝑜𝒾𝓈𝑒𝓈

pairings: valentino + bunny!fem!reader, vox + bunny!fem!reader

content warnings: smut, daddy kink, sir kink, lil bit of cockwarming, an ass is slapped, allusion to spanking, not proofread as usual

notes: writing for bunny is my new obsession ✧.*

: ̗̀➛ val

"you gonna let daddy fuck you? gonna let daddy fuck you til you can't think straight?" he says as his claws sink into your flesh, covering you in minuscule cuts as your soft body shakes how good you feel, knowing just how to angle himself to hit your sweet spots as he drags your hips down to dig himself further inside you than should be possible.

"please, n-need you daddy" you whimper out, sleek hands clinging to him weakly as he hits it, your words making him chuckle.

"aw, my precious baby bunny who blushes whenever she walks in when I'm filming a porno, now begging for her daddy," he cruelly laughs as you toss your head away from him, making him reach out and grab your face in his large hand, pinching at it slightly, smushing the baby fat of your cheeks.

"didn't say you could look away baby" he says, almost spitting it out, making your pretty body squirm on the silk sheets he had bought just for you, now covered in tears and fluids.

"daddy" you whine again, grasping at him as your thighs tremble uncontrollably as you let out a ramble of pathetic pleas nonsensically.

"gonna fuck you until that's the only thing you can say, conejito"

: ̗̀➛ vox

of course vox needed you on his cock when he was working, so when he's on an important phone call and you just don't stop squirming, teasing him, but not on purpose of course, you just wanna get comfortable :(

"yeah, yeah, okay bye," he says into the phone, hanging up as quickly as his claws will let him before giving you a stinging slap on the ass.

"bad bun, you shouldn't have done that" he chides you, just about ready to pound you out in his desk chair.

"m' sorry sir!" you cried, eyes all big and apologetic "was just trying to get comfy" you finish just as his hips thrust up into your cunt, making you gasp and grip onto him, as he grabs your hips harshly and bouncing you up and down

"show me how much youre sorry then" he said, sitting back making you ride him until your thighs get sore as the perfect apology, all while he leans in and sucks and bites your neck, tracing over his marks his tongue as you grinded yourself deeper onto his cock.

"your lucky I don't just bend you over and spank your ass red instead"

#hazbin hotel smut #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox x reader #vox x reader #vox smut #hazbin botel vox smut #valentino x reader #valentino smut

[l0v3tast3]

Konig with a reader who has a hard time fingering herself :( either her position isn't good, she's always too tight or she's nervous, or a combo of all (obvi she's virgin too). So Konig helps her out. If you could include some age gap and praise kink too <3

this is such a good request anon the daddy issues. they are absolutely issuing rn but it's good for the writing lmao thank u for the request !!! <3

✎ tags: mdni! nsft, f!reader, virgin!reader, no penetrative s3x, age gap (r is 20's, könig is mid-40's), fluff, softdom!könig, praise kink, size kink, size difference, abuse of pet names, dirty talk,

✎ word count: 1.8k words (not proofread)

✎ translations: "hase" = bunny , "mein kleiner hase" = my little bunny "mein schatz" = my darling/sweetheart "mein herz" = my heart , "liebling" = darling

masterlist | requests are open!

✧ ˖ ° könig, who is usually pretty good at hiding his emotions when need be, has a look of pure shock when you meekly ask your request of him. you're instantly apologizing when you dare a look up at him, trying to back away from his hold where he has you on his lap. you'd been making out (könig felt like he was transported back to a much better version of high school) slow and passionate; he was more than willing to be patient for as long as you wanted. just holding your little body against him, having you in his lap, seeing your face light up whenever he comes into your view is more than enough.

✧ ˖ ° as you lightly squirm he collects you back against him, yelling at himself internally while he tries to rectify your panic. "hase, come here, of course i will help you," he whispers. könig runs his hands over your back, rubbing your sides and up to your shoulders and neck, coming to a stop to cup your face. "of course i will. mein schatz, i would do anything to make you feel good. such a good girl, asking me so nicely for help." you stop moving finally, looking up at him as if you were surprised he actually agreed. as if you were surprised that he actually wants to do this (like he hadn't wanted to do this and so much more ever since he first saw you).

✧ ˖ ° he picks you up and you yelp, distracted by your surprise of seeing what everything looks like from your boyfriend's height. soon enough he's placing you down on his bed, sitting behind you and helping you to lean your back against his chest and between his legs. könig can feel how nervous you are. it's why he calls you his little bunny, because you're so skittish at the slightest touch, so reactive to anything he does or even says, and he adores it.

✧ ˖ ° so he takes it slow. he prefers it that way, being able to take the time to remind himself not to overwhelm you too much and mapping every inch of new skin you let him feel. könig bends down to kiss you again while he runs his hands as softly as he knows how to down your arms and over your stomach and sides, slowly pushing up the hem of your shirt.

✧ ˖ ° "mein kleiner hase," he separates from your lips but doesn't go far, trailing down your cheek and jaw to your neck. "you always look so sweet here in my arms, so precious. you'll let me help you, won't you, liebling?" könig whispers, his hands slowly undoing the buttons and zipper of your jeans. he can feel your nervousness, the grip on his forearms tightening bit by bit the closer he got to your core, so he waits to help you take off your pants until you nod and mumble out a little "please, könig," in an adorably meek voice.

✧ ˖ ° he rubs his huge hands over your thighs and hips and stomach telling you that you need to ease into it, go slow and build the anticipation. you're already on the verge of panting, your breath catching whenever his fingertips graze underneath the edges of the cute underwear you wore just for him. again könig asks if he can take them off, and when you squeak out an "mhm" he presses a kiss to your cheek and more to your shoulder while he leans over to drag your underwear down your legs.

✧ ˖ ° könig already has the sensitive parts of most of your body memorized; where you're ticklish, where you don't want him to touch, and where he gets the cutest reactions out of you from. so he utilizes this (very valuable) information to help you relax. he can feel how tense your back is, how your little hands try to wrap around his forearms. he can see you fighting not to clamp your thighs shut altogether. and of course he doesn't want to overwhelm you, so he'll stay away from where your legs meet while he swallows the spit he wants to cover your cunt with. your shirt is edged up and your bra is carefully undone, any newly uncovered skin traced over with his calloused hands.

✧ ˖ ° it's not long before he has you melting against him, breath coming quick and thighs creeping open centimeter by centimeter. as he murmurs praises of how sweet and pretty you are for him, his fingers creep nearer to the tops of your thighs and further down. könig is certain that you're already soaked. he knows he can go on and start doing what you asked of him- but the way your body responds to him, the gasps he has to strain to hear, it's too much not to savor.

✧ ˖ ° your hips start bucking up nearly on their own and you mewl out another "please- könig, need your help". as soon as you tilt your head back to look up at him with glazed, pleading eyes, he's lifting your thighs over his own and locking them apart with his legs. before you can look away his hand is gently holding your chin to keep eye contact, his other hand getting closer achingly slowly to where you want him. "you are so beautiful, mein schatz," he breathes, his thumb rubbing soothingly over your cheek. "how did i get so lucky to be able to call you mine, hmm?"

✧ ˖ ° with hungry, lidded eyes könig watches how your back arches just as his middle finger brushes over your clit. your eyes grow wider as his finger dips lower to feel just how wet you are, his chest rising and falling heavier now. "it doesn't feel good when you do this yourself?" the question nearly goes unanswered when he rubs slow circles into the tiny bundle of nerves, your breath stuttering in your chest. you manage to shake your head a little bit, still being held by him. "so sensitive, just for me then. scheiße, what am i going to do with you, hase? how could i handle such a sweet little girl?"

✧ ˖ ° you whine when he stops paying attention to your clit, but it's cut off when he's bringing up his hand and pushing his middle and index finger past your swollen lips. könig can feel how his cock throbs in his pants as you coat them with your spit, a trail linking from your mouth once he pulls his hand away and goes back down; the image of you on your knees for him is so much more vivid now.

✧ ˖ ° könig makes damn sure he memorizes every movement of every muscle, every noise and expression you make as he pushes his middle finger into your impossibly tight pussy. he nearly moans with you as he sinks it in further. the first thought that comes to mind is that he has no idea how he's going to fit his dick inside of you without hurting you, but his second thought is that he's determined to figure it out. you, on the other hand, can already feel a fog settling over your brain, your thoughts focusing on the new feeling of pleasure and trying your best to keep eye contact with him still. it's just so hard when you can feel your face burning, see his dark eyes taking in everything you give him, but his feather-light grip on your jaw doesn't budge.

✧ ˖ ° of course he'll talk you through it all, pressing kisses across your face and shoulders every so often. "you are doing so well for me, mein herz, so gorgeous like this. does it feel good, liebling? you already look so messy and i've hardly done anything to you- ha, i wish i could keep you like this, such a pretty girl." könig can feel how much you tighten up even more around his digit with every praise and he watches you try to grind down to get him deeper as he pumps it in and out. "you want more, hm? do you think you can handle another finger? your pussy is so tiny, it's a wonder even one can fit," he murmurs, turning your head and leaning down to graze his lips against yours.

✧ ˖ ° when you manage another nod of your head könig meets his lips with yours, swallowing your pitched moan as he adds another finger to stretch you further. your gentle giant was right: you're a mess already. nails digging into his defined arms and leaving puffy red lines, body squirming as an unfamiliar, overbearing heat builds in your stomach. it spreads to your thighs and up into your chest, your arms and your head, becoming so hot that it's nearly overwhelming. you separate from his lips with a gasp, one dainty hand coming up to desperately grab at the hair on the back of his neck. könig takes in the dew drops pricking at your waterline, how your back arches and you grab at him for some kind of purchase.

✧ ˖ ° the hand still under your jaw rubs your cheek reassuringly before it's snaking down to join the other and he starts pressing kisses into your neck again, whispering more sweet words in your ear. "you take my fingers so prettily, mein kleiner hase, are you going to cum? it's okay, i'll take care of you. cum for me mein schatz."

✧ ˖ ° könig's free hand runs down your soft stomach until his fingertips reach your clit, once again rubbing in circles while he curls the two digits dragging in and out of you. it only takes a moment for your wail to turn into sharp gasps, your trembling body going taught as all the tension he'd built inside you snapped, pleasure you've never felt before flooding through your body. könig watches you shake in his hold; he's sure it's the most beautiful sight he's ever seen, the best thing he's ever felt. he feels blessed to be able to make you cum like this. the pre-cum gradually leaving a stain on his pants isn't even on his mind while he works you through your orgasm.

✧ ˖ ° he'll stop once your hips start twitching and little whines escape under heavy breath, ghosting his hands over your body to slowly bring your thighs back over his legs and massage out any soreness in the muscles. "you did so wonderful, mein herz, what a good girl i have," he'll murmur between sweet kisses. "i am so proud of you for asking for my help, you'll always ask for my help from now on, won't you, hase?"

#call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod mw2 #konig #konig x reader #konig x female reader #konig x you #könig #könig x reader #könig x female reader #reader insert #call of duty smut #cod smut #konig smut #könig smut #— lilly writes! ♡ #— ask!

[starry-eyedblog]

(comes up to the mic and taps it)

john price is a hatefuck enjoyer *

(steps away from mic and disappears into the shadows)

* actually enjoys arguing on the dl because he knows how to segue it into a hatefuck sesh and of course, the lazy, postcoital make up sex afterwards WOOPS!

omg yes anon, thank you for coming out of the shadows with this beautiful idea. i hope i did it justice <33

warnings/tags: john price x reader, 18+ smut, hatefucking, rough sex, makeup sex

i can just imagine how gleeful he feels when in an argument, watching the anger building in your eyes. he loves watching your arms fly all over the place to try get your point across, so caught up in your anger with him that you don't notice the way he stalks over.

and then before you know it, he's shoving you down onto his desk with his lips pressed against yours. a surprised muffled gasp leaves you, eyes wide and body squirming in his grip. once he pulls away from your lips, you smack his chest. "what the fuck do you think you're doing? you think getting into my underwear means i'll forgive you?"

he'll laugh, smirking down at you. "not askin' for you to forgive me right now, look too hot all worked up. c'mon, keep yellin' at me - gets me hard."

you let out an almost disgusted sound at his confession but you can't hide the way your underwear grows slick and damp. queue to the both of you going at it like fucking bunnies over his desk, still yelling and hissing at one another about whatever the argument was about.

it's messy and fierce, john setting a bruising pace that has you gripping at the wood, nails scratching the varnish off. and as the rough fucking continues, the both of you are unable to keep up the shouts and insults, too lost in how good the other feels.

once the both of you have came, panting heavily - john will apologise, pressing a kiss to your head while pulling out slowly.

oh but the lazy postcoital make up sex? it leaves you in tears. it's so soft and slow, barely puling away from the others lips and when you do, it's to murmur sweet praises and apologies.

he moves you over to the big worn out leather couch in his office, spooning you from behind with both strong arms wrapped securely around you. his hips lazily bucking into you and grinding in, taking his time. you'll hold one of his hands, intertwining and locking your fingers together, wishing to be even closer somehow.

and he'll make you cum before him, just as an extra apology for riling you up earlier. will he do it again though? oh absolutely, you're just too hot when you're yelling at him.

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[ro-is-struggling]

The Chase || Geralt of Rivia x Reader

Requested by anon: "reader constantly calling geralt the white wolf or just wolf during sexy time and him breeding his pups in her bcs of it???"

Summary: Geralt always tried to keep the wolf inside him caged in order to control his animalistic impulses, but with you that didn't seem to be required at all. 

Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI! Porn without plot, public sex (technically since they’re in the woods), rough sex, penetrative sex, fear play? (not really, but Geralt does chase the reader through the woods so maybe? adding it just in case!), scent play, size kink, breeding kink, dirty talk, biting (like there’s so much it’s a warning in this fic), fingering, possessiveness, a little fluff at the end, fem!reader

English is not my first language

Word count: 3300

Notes: This is definitely NOT inspired on THAT scene from beauty and the beast that has been going around twitter all week, nope, not at all

Geralt was used to being called 'wolf' or 'white wolf'. It was a nickname he'd had for most of his life and was constantly used by Vesemir and the other witchers. He never thought much about it, just like his own name, he had it so internalized that he automatically responded when someone called him by those nicknames.

That changed, however, when you came into his life. There was something in the way you pronounced those words that awakened a primal feeling in him. It was in the way you looked at him, eyes defiant and playful, waiting to spark a reaction from him. It was in the way your lips moved, always ending in a mischievous smile, and in the sound of your voice, sweet and seductive, inducing him to madness, pushing him to his limit. 

Everything about you awakened in him an urge to possess you, to mark you as his so that everyone who saw you would know you belonged to him. He had to make an effort to stop his needy hands to caress your skin, and contain the desperation of his lips to kiss your neck and mark it with his teeth. He didn't care if there were people around him, they all ceased to exist when you called him wolf. 

It didn't help his situation that you always played dumb, pretending not to understand the power you had over him. But Geralt knew it was all an act. He knew that you were well aware of the effect that the utterance of that nickname had on him. And you used it as a weapon, a way to get a response from him when you wanted to play. And today you were in a very playful mood.

"What is it? Is the wolf scared of losing?" you teased him, trying to persuade him to take the bet. It was a simple race through the woods, just get from point A to point B as fast as possible to win. Only you had no intention of winning. All you were looking for was the thrill of the chase.

Geralt gave you an unamused look, taking a deep breath to calm the revolt that your use of that nickname had awakened in him. But then, he sensed your perfume in the air, mixed with the intoxicating scent of your arousal. His look completely transformed, frown relaxing into a firm, intimidating expression. The game was on.

"Oh you don't want to play that game, bunny." He warned you, giving you one last chance to change your mind. Once the race started, he wasn't sure he would be able to stop. He could already feel his insides vibrating with anticipation, the chained wolf fighting to break free. He had been locked up for too long, his needs ignored and repressed, so when he let go there would be no turning back. He was hungry and you were offering yourself to him without hesitation. How could he refuse?

You approached him, taking the sword he was sharpening out of his hand and bending down so you could look him in the eye. Your movements were slow, sensual, captivating your lover's gaze. Geralt's eyes got lost in your cleavage for a moment, admiring the exposed skin of your neck and the valley of your breasts as he suddenly began to salivate with need. His pupils widened, staring at you with yellow eyes turned almost completely black with desire. He could barely contain himself and that only increased your arousal.

"I'm not afraid of you." you said, and Geralt held back the urge to tell you that you should be. "Are you, wolf?"

He stood up and suddenly his imposing figure towered over yours, forcing you to tilt your head up so you could look at him. He was so much bigger than you, so much more agile, that it was ridiculous to even imagine you could beat him in a race. But, again, that's not what the game was about.

Geralt leaned in towards you, his lips brushing your ear, his warm breath tickling your skin. "When you lose and you're on the ground begging for mercy, I just want you to remember that you asked for this." he whispered, defiantly, sending a shiver down your spine.

He looked at you and you knew it was time to run. He gave you a head start, knowing he could catch you without even trying —not only because he was faster than you, but also because you had no real intention of winning that bet. He watched you run through the trees, admiring the way your hair moved in the wind. Only when you disappeared over the horizon did he start to move. He walked at a slow pace at first, sharpening his hearing to follow the sound of your footsteps. But when he caught the scent of your arousal, he couldn't help but pick up his pace. It was like a drug to him, an intoxicating scent that messed with the hormones of the big, bad wolf he had set free.

Geralt let the scent of your floral perfume mixed with the sweet nectar hidden between your legs guide him towards you, an invisible force drawing him closer and closer to his prey. When he reached you, he found you hiding behind a tree, taking advantage of the moment to catch your breath. He heard you gasp as soon as you sensed his presence, holding your breath to avoid making your position known. Geralt smiled to himself, finding your small efforts to remain hidden adorable.

"You can't hide from me, bunny." He spoke, approaching you slowly. "I can hear the sound of your quickened breathing from miles away... smell the scent of your arousal... you want this, so why don't you come out and get this over with."

Geralt was offering you a truce, a chance for things not to escalate any further than they already had. Any sane person in your place would have taken it, it was the reasonable thing to do after taunting the wolf like that. But you were not just anyone. You wanted to face the consequences of your actions. You wanted to face the white wolf that Geralt tried so hard to keep in line. You wanted him to do whatever he wanted with you, that was the point of the game in the first place.

You came out of hiding with your hands up in a feigned sign of surrender. Geralt walked a few steps towards you, eyeing you with suspicion. You held his gaze, trying to hide your true intentions. But in the end the smile on your lips betrayed you, letting him know that you didn't plan to give up easily before you had a chance to run.

You barely made it a couple of steps before you felt the warmth of his body against yours, his arms wrapped tightly around you to keep you from escaping. You squirmed in his grip, trying to free your arms from his strong hold, but it was pointless. Geralt was much bigger and stronger than you, so you weren't going anywhere if he didn't want you to. He pressed you against him, pinning your back to his chest as his hands intertwined over your stomach, effectively imprisoning you against his body. You felt his nose against your neck, sniffing your scent with animalistic desperation. It made you tremble, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your heart pounded with anticipation. You pressed the curve of your ass against the bulge growing in his pants in response and you felt Geralt’s chest vibrate with a repressed moan.

"I got you." he growled against your skin before sinking his teeth into the sensitive area of your neck. "You're mine, bunny. Mine."

"I'm yours," you moaned, relaxing into his arms, tilting your head more so he could have better access to your neck. You wanted him to mark you. You wanted him to claim you as his own. "Please, take me." you begged. It was an airy whisper, but Geralt heard it with perfect clarity. And your consent was all he needed.

In a matter of seconds, your back was pressed against the grass as Geralt hovered over you. His hands were all over your body, lifting your skirt and unbuttoning the ties of your top to expose your breasts. His lips kissed every inch of exposed skin, but there was nothing romantic or sensual about it. It was rough, desperate, Geralt sucked your skin with the intention of leaving marks, sinking his teeth into your flesh as he growled that you belonged to him. It was too much and yet not enough. The pleasure coursing through your body was almost unbearable, but you needed more, you needed to feel all of him.

"You knew exactly what you were doing... calling me that name, making me chase you around." Geralt inserted a finger inside you without warning, earning a moan from you. You were so aroused, so desperate for his touch, that he had no trouble at all pushing deep into your core, moving his digit with ease and reaching up to brush against that sensitive part inside you that turned you into a moaning mess. "This is what you wanted, didn't you bunny? You wanted your big, bad wolf to chase you around and pin you down right in the middle of the woods, huh?"

"Y-yes, f-fuck." you managed to blurt out between moans and quickened breaths. Geralt inserted a second finger inside you and the air got stuck in your throat as the pleasure overwhelmed you. He increased the pace of his movements, showing you no mercy as his fingers moved in and out of you in desperate, almost aggressive movements. You could feel the knot in your stomach tightening, ready to snap at any moment.

"You awakened the wolf on purpose. This is exactly what you wanted, didn't you?" he growled in your ear, playfully biting your ear lobe. You could only reply with an incoherent moan, closing your eyes to focus on the pleasure coursing through your body. But that wasn't enough for him, Geralt wanted to hear you say it. "Answer me!" he demanded and you were forced to open your eyes just by the authority in his voice.

"Yes! I-I wanted this, I-I wanted the wolf to fuck me. Please..." Geralt smiled showing his teeth and you couldn't help but think how much he resembled a real wolf when he looked at you like that. His lips were slightly swollen and covered with saliva after working on marking your skin, his pupils blown wide with arousal. He was looking at you like a wolf looked at its prey, desperate to jump at you and devour his meal.

"Beg for it." He said through gritted teeth. He removed his fingers from inside you, leaving you empty and unsatisfied. It took your pleasure-clouded mind a few seconds to process his words, too focused on the high you'd lost to let out anything more than whimpers of frustration. But that was exactly what Geralt wanted. He wanted to see you completely desperate, surrendered under his body, begging for his touch.

"Please, wolf, I need you... I need to feel you inside me, please." You begged him, looking up at him through your eyelashes. He took his fingers covered with your sweet nectar into his mouth, sucking them clean as he moaned around them. It was the hottest image you had ever seen. He was so focused on the taste of your arousal touching his tongue that for a moment you feared he might not be able to hear your pleas for attention.

“I’m yours to take… please, wolf. I need you.”

The pathetic desperation in your voice was enough for Geralt. He wasted no time, freeing his cock from its confinement and thrusting it into you in one swift movement that left you breathless. He was big and even though your arousal was seeping down your thighs, it always took you a moment to get used to the way he stretched you. He showed you some mercy, giving you a few seconds to adjust while he enjoyed the way your walls closed around his cock. Nothing compared to the warm feeling of your walls wrapped around his cock, pulling him inside you, inviting him to stay. It was the closest he had ever been to heaven, if there was such a thing.

Geralt let out a grunt as you began to move your hips against him, urging him to move. He placed his hands on either side of your head, effectively imprisoning you under his large, imposing figure. Then he gave you a sloppy, wet kiss, biting your lower lip before moving closer to your ear. "Just remember you asked for this." He whispered, sealing your fate.

The rhythm he set was fast and rough, his hips moving against yours desperately. The sheer force of his thrusts was such that you had to cling to his body to keep from sliding upward each time he entered you. It hurt a little, but in the most delicious way. He hit that special place inside you with every thrust of his hips, turning you into an incoherent moaning mess that could do nothing but dig your nails into his back in a desperate attempt to keep you grounded. Pure pleasure coursed through your veins as you felt Geralt pressing deep inside you, filling you and claiming you as his. Your sweat covered skin was on fire, only finding relief when the witcher's cold medallion that dangled over your face made contact with your body.

"Scream! I want to hear you, bunny. I want to know how good I'm making you feel." Geralt demanded and your body instantly obeyed, as if he was the true owner of your mind. "That's it, don't hold back. No one is going to find us here, you can scream all you want. It's just me and you."

The forest filled with your moans and Geralt's animalistic grunts. He couldn't contain himself, seeing you underneath him with your tangled hair full of dry leaves and your watery eyes full of pleasure was too much for him. He couldn't stop the fast rhythm of his hips even if he wanted to. The wolf inside him wanted to ruin you completely, to mark you as his and make sure you were never satisfied with any other man but him. You belonged to him, now and forever. 

"You wanted this, you craved it... my little bunny, desperate to get fucked like a bitch in heat." He growled against the skin of your neck, sinking his teeth into the sensitive area below your ear.

"Yes! F-fuck, please... I'm so close." You begged him, feeling the familiar tingle spreading in your stomach as your toes curled. His fingers traveled to the little bundle of nerves pulsing between your legs, stroking it with rapid circular motions that increased your level of desperation. You were so close to your relief it was almost painful, but you wanted to wait, to hold back your pleasure so you could explode alongside Geralt.

"You want me to fill you up, mark you as mine, huh? Breed you with my pups so everyone knows you're mine?" It was an empty promise and you both knew it. Geralt was sterile and no matter how much he wanted to, he could not father a child. But that didn't make his words any less arousing. The idea of being his and having his child growing in your belly to prove it was so enticing that you couldn't help but entwine your legs around his waist as a way to make sure he didn't slip out from inside you.

"Yes, please! I'm yours, I always will be and I want everyone to know!"

"That's right, you are. And I'm yours." Geralt grunted, leaning his forehead against yours to look you in the eye as he quickened his movements, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he chased the sweet relief. "Can you feel how deep inside you I am?" He took your hand and pressed it against your lower belly, where you could feel the bulge of his cock moving inside you. "I'm going to shoot my seed so deep into you, you'll carry it inside you until your belly starts to swell up with my pups inside it. Is that what you want?"

"Yes! Please, give it to me, wolf! I need to feel you, please." You begged with your last breath, almost bursting into tears from the intensity of the pleasure you felt.

Two more thrusts were all it took for Geralt to push you over the edge. You came with a cry of his name, nails digging into the sweaty skin of his back as your warm walls tightened around his cock, forcing him to stay inside you. That was enough to trigger his own relief, his cock twitching inside you as he shot his load deep inside your cunt, painting your walls with pearly white ropes of cum. And yet, he continued to thrust inside you, making your body shake from the overstimulation. He wanted to make sure his seed stayed inside you. He wanted to be able to smell the mix of his relief and yours on you for the rest of the day.

When he finally pulled away you groaned, feeling empty. Geralt let out an airy chuckle as he dropped down next to you, struggling to catch his breath. He pulled you close to him, wrapping his arms around you and resting your head on his chest. Even after all that, he still needed to hold you close, to feel the warmth of your body against his. 

You stayed like that until your breathing returned to normal, reveling in each other's closeness. You were so relaxed in his arms that you might well have fallen asleep if not for Geralt breaking the peaceful silence by clearing his throat.

"We should head back." he murmured, his fingers tracing imaginary lines on the exposed skin of your arm.

"I would if I could move." You joked as you began to feel the pain in your tired muscles. You didn't regret anything, though.

"I'm sorry."

You lifted your head from his chest to look at him, giving him a smile to ease the guilt he might be feeling for hurting you. "Don't be, you did exactly what I wanted you to do." You reached up to kiss him and he gladly reciprocated, cupping your cheek with his free hand so he could deepen the kiss.

However, he pulled away faster than you expected. You whined again, but he ignored you, getting up from the floor and shaking the dirt off his clothes. "It's getting late, we need to go." He said and you huffed. You weren't ready to move yet.

"Geraaalt" you complained, pouting. He looked down at you, ready to scold you, but was distracted by the sight of his artwork in all its glory. Your sweat-covered skin glowed under the afternoon light, highlighting your beauty. Your body was covered in his teeth marks and a trail of reddened hickeys trailed from your neck to your breasts and disappeared under the fabric of your dress. You carried his scent on your body, his seed inside you and his teeth marks on your skin. That alone was enough to awaken the wolf inside him once again, though he held back.

"You look beautiful." He said, kneeling beside you to help you knot the ties in the front of your dress, hiding your breasts and the marks he had made behind the fabric.

The softness in Geralt's eyes was such that you felt the need to hide your face, feeling embarrassed and somehow more exposed than when you were having sex. However, he didn't give you time to react as he quickly pulled you into his arms and made his way back to the hut. You relaxed in his arms, wrapping your hands around the back of his neck and snuggling against his shoulder. 

"I love you." you said in an almost inaudible whisper. It was as if you were speaking more to yourself than for Geralt to hear you. As if the words had escaped your lips as you were lost in thought.

But Geralt's hearing was exceptionally good. And he couldn't help but smile to himself as he heard those words.

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