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improbable-outset · 3 months

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📄 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲

Miguel O’Hara x Fem!Reader

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𝐓𝐖 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐖: Married couple, smut, lactation kink, breastfeeding, Cunnilingus, kissing. MINORS DNI!🔞

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After you gave birth to your first daughter, Miguel spends the night admiring the changes that motherhood has done to your body.

The apartment finally hushed after hours of crying and whining. You finally put your baby to sleep, rocking her gently in your arms.

You gently placed her in the crib, taking one quick glance at her peaceful expression. A testimony of your growing family and your shared love with Miguel.

Her cheeks were plump, and she had crimson eyes and talons that mirrored her father’s features. However, she didn’t have the ability to control when they appeared— usually she was excited or agitated— so you would often have to give her mittens in public.

You checked the baby camera was fitted properly and the temperature of the room was okay before dimming the lights and exiting the nursery quietly.

There was a sense of solace that shrouded you as you made your way to the bedroom.

It had been two whole days you were home alone while Miguel was probably in another dimension. It was hard to predict when he'd come back home and the longer he was out, the more your heart yearned.

But the feeling quickly vanished as you saw a familiar figure outside your bedroom window.

Miguel swung into the bedroom balcony with his web before opening the balcony door to step inside. He had his full suit on but as soon as he was inside the bedroom, his mask fizzled out.

It had become a routine for him to use the balcony to get in the apartment rather than the front door to avoid getting spotted.

He ran a hand over his disheveled hair before his expression softened when he saw you. You must’ve looked exhausted because he was approaching you with caution.

“Hey you…” you closed the distance between the two of you and wrapped your arms around him. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer.

He leaned in to kiss you deeply, making up for all those hours you were separated.

He pulled back from the kiss while still keeping his arms around you. “Is she sleeping?”

“Yeah she’s asleep. Do you wanna see her?”

“In a bit,” he said before lifting you up in his arms briefly and placing you on the bed.

This caught you by surprise.

“Mig…”

You didn’t expect him to be this handsy with you as soon as he came home. But you weren’t complaining.

“You look tired, amor. I hate leaving you alone for so long,” He said, a tenderness in his voice. His hands ran over the thighs, feeling every inch like it was his first time touching you.

“It’s all part of duty though, right? I know you always come back.” You placed a soft kiss on his cheek, sealing your words.

“I missed you. Do you have any idea how badly I wanted to feel you.” He murmured, his lips grazed over the curve of your neck.

You could feel his hands hiking up under your shirt before removing it completely. His neediness, as well as his swift movements, added to your heightened libido.

“I missed you too Mig,”

You weren't wearing a bra so your breasts, that were swollen with milk, bounced with every movement you made.

“So full…” he kissed along your chest, deliberately avoiding the nipple while caressing your sides. He couldn’t get enough of you and being separated from you for this long only made him more desperate for your presence.

“Are you gonna start rambling about how a woman produces milk?” You arched your brow inquisitively when you noticed him inspecting your breasts. You would be lying if you said you didn’t miss his biology rants.

Miguel didn’t talk much unless he needed to, but when he did, you would cherish every word that uttered from his mouth.

“I am now…” he swiped his thumb over one of your nipples, making you hiss. You were more sensitive now so you were very responsive to his minimal touches.

“Your body has developed glands and structures inside of your breast which are full of milk ducts.” As he explained this to you, some of the milk seeped out from your nipples. You shuddered in embarrassment.

“I’m sorry…that happens sometimes. I should’ve pumped out the milk before…” You said apologetically. You tried to slip off his grasp but he had a tight hold on you.

“What a mess…” he commented before giving your breast a gentle squeeze, watching more of your milk leaking down his hands.

Heat reached your cheeks as you noticed the way he was staring at the milk in fascinating.

You hissed again from his grip he had on your breast. You knew you had been hyper lactating but it was hard to predict when the milk would leak out like this.

Miguel moved his hands from your breast and over to his mouth and lapped up the milk that spilled over his knuckles.

You felt a wetness pool your panties as you watched him taste your milk. There was something enticing watching your husband drinking your milk straight from your body.

He then leaned into your breast again and inhaled your scent deeply. “We can’t let this go to waste,”

You didn’t need to think too deeply about what he meant.

Before you could even begin to speak, he licked one of your nipples, cleaning off the mess before latching his mouth around it.

The sudden sensation made you arch your back further into his mouth. You gripped onto his broad arms as he continued to suckle on your breast.

You soaked in the way he was completely indulging in your milk, his cheeks hollowing in with each suck.

You could feel your milk seeping through your nipples and into his mouth as he took his fill greedily.

After a while he released your nipple, letting out a small sigh of satisfaction. His mouth was slightly parted and his eyes were half-lidded.

You were too stunned by what had just happened and the words lodged in your throat. Miguel took your silence as an opportunity to reach for your lips and kissed you passionately.

You could taste the sweetness of your own milk from his mouth as he swiped his tongue over your lips. He pulled away, leaving you dazed.

“Did you enjoy that?” You finally asked.

“I did, we should do that more often,” The corner of his lips curved up. “But tell me, what hormones are responsible for lactation, hm?”

Again, he was asking a question and expecting an answer from you when you were dizzy with bliss and could barely speak.

It was definitely on purpose because it amused him how much of a mess he made out of you.

You tried to process his question and articulate an answer, even though you knew it was only going to feed into his ego.

“Hm…prolactin…oxytocin…” you breathed.

A grin formed on his lips, both from the state you were in and the satisfied answer you gave.

“My sweet and clever wife,”

His praise made your stomach flutter.

He hands reached over to the waist to remove your pants along with your panties, leaving you bare on the bed. As you lied on your back, you could feel his dick pressing against your clit through the digital suit as he crept closer.

He tapped on his watch and his suit pixelated away, revealing his chiseled body and his throbbing cock. The precum that was seeping from the tip was too tempting. But you forced yourself to stay grounded before you lost control in your lust.

“Miguel, I’m not on anything,” your voice was sharp with caution.

It had been too long since you both did anything intimate. Even during your pregnancy, you were focused primarily on your health and making sure your pregnancy went smoothly.

But as much as you yearned to feel Miguel inside you and the friction from his dick, you were smart enough to hold back.

You knew that you were more fertile after you gave birth, with an increased level of oestrogen, making you more susceptible to get pregnant again.

The last thing you wanted was an unexpected pregnancy when your hands were already full looking after your 5-month-old daughter.

Miguel kept his gaze at you. “You are breastfeeding,”

Your clit was throbbing, desperate for his touch. But you weren’t going to cave in.

“Better to be safe than sorry.”

Miguel lowered himself to reach for your thighs and dipped his head lower until he was facing between your legs. All you could focus on now was his exhales fanning on your soaked cunt.

“I guess we could find an alternative tonight…”

You couldn’t fully process his statement before you felt his tongue drag over your folds. The sudden contact made you clamp your legs around his head.

You reached over and ran your hands over his hair.

He knew that area was more delicate now after you gave birth. You could feel him trying to be gentle with you while eating you out.

It made your heart stutter.

But even if he was giving you a soft treatment, your senses were still firing and you could feel heat building up in your core.

“Miguel…” you moaned lowly.

He hummed against your core in response, sending a tantalising vibration through your spine.

He was trying not to flicker his tongue too deep into your cunt to avoid hurting you. Every juice that was leaking from you was quickly licked off by him.

Between your thighs, you could see him looking back up at you, watching your reaction while drinking up his fill of you and coaxing your orgasm.

It’s been a while since your pussy had any attention, causing you to be pent up with tension.

You came sooner than you anticipated, most likely from how sensitive you were. You arched your back with a long moan. Everything that squirted from your cunt was licked off from his tongue.

You were limp on the sheets, drenched in the afterglow. Your legs released their grip around Miguel's head as he pulled himself away from you. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

There was a sudden sound of crying coming from the next room. Your daughter had woken up.

Miguel got himself off the bed. “I’ll get her, you stay.”

You nodded mutely, giving him the chance to bond with your daughter after two days of being without her.

He left the room but not before putting his sweat pants on. You, on the other hand, were left on the bed to catch your breath.

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hyuckfull · 22 days

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gentleness with eunseok. . . song eunseok x fem!reader / m-dni / implied multiple orgasms / very intimate / did not proofread this but anyways send post

i love the concept of a meaner eunseok, i do, but i just can’t help but think about this ‘gentleness’ about him.

he’ll twirl your hair, play with the tips of your fingers. says, “you’re always so pretty baby.” he’s so sweet that it hurts. words coated in sugar that had the effect of venom reaching every inch of your body.

he kisses you as if you were delicate glass. chuckles when he sees you so fucked out and yet he’ll place a kiss on the corners of your mouth to not disrupt the whimpers and moans that sounded prettier than any song or melody. praises you when you’re moaning and can no longer form actual sentences because you’re trying so hard to breathe. when he sees a tear flowing down your face he’d wipe it away and pull you close to him. softly nipping at the skin of your neck while making a mess out of you with deep, sharp thrusts. “can you hear that baby?” he says in a whisper, his voice so soft yet so firm that you feel yourself turn into a puddle of ecstasy. he’s making sure that you hear yourself, how much of a mess you’re making and how much you gush around his cock, drenching the sheets beneath you.

he prides himself that you can let go and take what he’s giving you. because only he knows how to make you feel good, and only he could do it without you having to ask. all simply because you’re his, and he’s yours.

“look baby, look how good i fit inside.” his breath hitches with every word. his thrusts are hard yet his fingers are gentle on your skin. it’s a different kind of pain and pleasure when he’s gentle, taking care of you, cherishing you. in these tender moments, this is how he makes love to you. with a smile so warm as he tucks the strands of your hair so you can properly see where you both connect. he’d take such a good care of you that you no longer realized how much you’ve cum. “you’re amazing baby. fucking perfect for me.”

note. . . somebody talk to me about him i need him carnally

#eunseok smut #riize smut #eunseok x reader #riize x reader #riize eunseok smut

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misspoetree · 1 year

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KinnPorsche + Text Posts: Anniversary Edition

FAVOURITE SUPPORTING CHARACTER(S) - Tay | Big

[many more text post memes]

#kpappreciation #look at him #look at my perfect little angel darling who deserved SO much better 😭❤❤❤#(and the fact that he didn't get ONE spicy scene throughout the entire show is an unforgiven crime 💀💀💀)#kinnporche the series #kinnporsche + text post #text post meme #kinnporsche anniversary #kinnporsche tay #us nititorn #because the kinnporsche brain rot is still real

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akkivee · 8 days

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The Yamada Family's Special Curry: Hypmic Curry Drama Track TL

Jiro: A curry battle huh…? They sure came up with a weird idea this time around…

Ichiro: I also think it’s a strange concept, but I still want to prove we’re the best. Will you two help me out?

Jiro & Saburo: Of course!!

Ichiro: Glad to hear it!

Saburo: We’re used to making curry so I think we should get started immediately!

Ichiro: Ah, about that… *places down a plate* I actually went ahead and made a prototype curry!

Saburo: As expected, Ichi-nii, you prepared something beforehand!

Ichiro: If we’re going to win over everyone, we can’t just use our usual curry. I was hoping you guys could help me perfect the ultimate curry!

Saburo: Then we’ll try the prototype so we can start ameliorating any flaws it may have!!

Jiro: A-Ameli…?? I don’t get what he just said but you can leave its flavour to me!!

Ichiro: Thanks, you two! Then, why don’t you go ahead and give it a taste?

Jiro & Saburo: Absolutely! *eats*

Jiro & Saburo: Mmm??

Jiro: This isn’t the flavour of our usual curry…! Did he really forget the most important part…??

Saburo: It’s greasy and tastes terrible…! I don’t want to say something Ichi-nii made is unpleasant but…!!

Ichiro: So how is it??

Jiro: I-I’ve never had anything like it before…

Saburo: W-what did you put in it?

Ichiro: *starts bringing out ingredients* So for the roux, I decided not to use anything you can buy from the store and made a completely original spice blend! I also used domestic A5 graded black beef and fatty mackerel!

Jiro: Yeah…?

Saburo: I see…

*phone rings*

Ichiro: Sorry, I gotta take this, it’s a work call. …Hello, how may I help you?

Jiro: *downs a glass of water* Hey Saburo, what did Nii-chan do to this curry??

Saburo: How am I supposed to know?? I can only assume he was so focused on beating the competition, failed to give it any rational thought.

Jiro: Damn it…! Even though Nii-chan’s usual curry is already the most delicious…!

Saburo: My thoughts exactly! He didn’t need to use these fancy ingredients, Ichi-nii’s curry is already exquisite…!

Jiro: We gotta bring Nii-chan back to his senses!

Saburo: As loathe as I am to work hand in hand with incompetence, there’s no other way…!

Ichiro: Sorry, guys, I’m back! So, what should I add to improve the curry?

Jiro & Saburo: *nods at each other*

Jiro: Aniki, I’ll give it to you straight. No matter what you add, this ain’t gonna be our curry!

Ichiro: What??

Jiro: I get where you’re coming from, but you shouldered this by yourself without even talking to us… Isn’t that messed up?

Saburo: I feel similarly to Jiro. If we’re going up against the other divisions, shouldn’t our bonds as brothers shine through?

Ichiro: Our bonds as brothers…?

Jiro & Saburo: And so, we should use our usual curry!

Ichiro: But, if we use our usual curry, wouldn’t you be able to tell the roux uses store bought curry and ingredients that were on sale? If we want to beat the others, then—

Jiro: But that’s what makes it our curry!

Saburo: Just like with our rap as the Buster Bros!!!, there wouldn’t be any point to winning if it’s not who we are!

Ichiro: You guys… *eats the curry* …Yeah, you’re right, this isn’t our curry. I understand what you mean!

Jiro & Saburo: …!!

Ichiro: Okay, let’s head out to the store to buy the stuff we usually use in our curry!

Jiro: Yeah! Once we hit up the shopping district, I’ll find the best bargain after a few rounds around the shops!

Saburo: According to my research, the type of roux that’s favoured across multiple age generations would be one that’s a bit sweet and hits the medium range in spiciness!

Ichiro: Thanks! I’m counting on you guys!

Saburo: Oh, there’s one more thing…

Jiro: What? We’re about to head out.

Saburo: No, it’s just, since we’re going to have to sell it, doesn’t that mean we need to come up with a name for our curry? I think the usual naming conventions revolve around the main ingredients used in the product.

Jiro: We got vegetables, fish, meat… If we go off of that, we’ve just got a variety curry.

Ichiro: We don’t even have to worry about that! No matter the ingredients, this is the “Yamada Family’s Special Curry”! And with it, the three of us will beat all the rest!!

#ichiro yamada #jiro yamada #saburo yamada #buster bros #hypmic #hypnosis mic #my batch got very little meat veggies etc but ngl #them bros be eating gooooooood bro it was so good 😭😭😭😭😭😭#saburo said the most palatable curry roux was kinda sweet kinda spicy and my basic ass agrees LOL #this track made me cry lmao coming from mtr's track where they flouted their wealth to bb's #where ichiro wanted to use wealth as a wow factor since they really don't have luxury #and using that hardship as part of their package all i want is for the buster bros to be happy goddamn 😭❤😭❤😭❤#i'm uhhhh starting to be a little concerned that all of these tracks snuck in a hint or two of possible points of character focus lol #getting ichiro to include his bros in his plans posse projecting issues on their curry kuukou and excess/by himself #so the other three then......... hm..........#curry tl

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veradia · 2 years

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🔥💋 Devil Karen Jones 🎃🔥

#SPICY VERSION IS ON MY PATREON MWAH ❤#karen jones #Red Dead Redemption #Red Dead #red dead redemption 2 #rdr #rdr2 screenshots #pinup #art #Halloween #veradiaart

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msmargaretmurry · 11 months

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idk if you’re still doing the fanfic title ask thing but if you are, mattdrai + neutral zone

i feel like this would be a sweet, funny little story where they have their bye weeks at the same time and coincidentally wind up on vacation at the same resort. big romcommy vibes. more of a @bropunzeling style joint than my own usual style, but i would do my best 😂

obviously leon's there with connor, third-wheeling with him and lauren, since they're coming straight from the all-star game. matthew, also coming straight from the asg, is flying in to meet up with some friends — maybe brady's bye week was before the asg, but robby thomas, or some florida pals, or whoever are there. mostly i just want him to be free of familial obligations so that he can let his freak flag fly.

anyway, the all-star weekend was good for everyone involved — let's say this is set this coming year, so no one was thrilled about going to cold toronto and losing out on three extra days of real vacation, not like florida, which was basically just extra vacation, but it was fun enough. neither the pacific or the atlantic won; none of our main cast here became the main character of the weekend, but there were some fun moments. matthew and leon didn't really talk during the asw, didn't really talk during last year's asw (although, to be fair, matthew was very busy playing host last year), because the thing is, they don't really have any reason to interact now that they're not in the same division.

leon didn't think he'd miss it, but he kind of misses it. the battle of alberta isn't nearly as exciting now. matthew pissed him off a lot when they were younger, yeah, but he has always been fun to play against. the 2020 asg was the first time they ever had a real conversation and it wasn't a big thing or anything, but it was kind of a turning point in the somewhat one-sided animosity, and by the time the 2022 playoffs rolled around, they had developed this kind of almost-friendly (slightly flirty?) respect. matthew still pissed him off on the ice, yeah, but they had some laughs, too, at faceoff circles, between whistles. leon started to believe the people that said, well, if he was on your team you'd love him.

and then matthew got himself traded to florida, built himself a happy new life there, became the main character of the nhl, etc. leon's not not happy for him, but maybe, when he thinks about it in certain moods, he does prickle a little at how easily matthew left the alberta of it all behind.

meanwhile matthew figures they were all just glad to be rid of him. he's been having a great time in florida. a great enough time that it's mostly healed the sting of how his last season in calgary ended and how frustrating his career there was sometimes. there was a time in his life when he would have really, really liked for leon draisaitl to like him, but he's totally past that now.

anyway, due to a series of somewhat comedic near-misses at the airport, they don't realize they're going to the same place until they get onto the plane and they're all in first class: matthew, leon, connor, lauren. everyone's like uhhhhh ?? but matthew makes a joke, retreats to his seat behind them, puts his headphones on, doesn't make conversation except to charm the flight attendants. when they land, connor asks him where he's headed, if he wants to share their cab. matthew politely declines. he's not trying to be anti-social, he's just not trying to intrude on someone else's vacation.

but, of course, the resort isn't huge. it takes, like, a day for matthew's group to run into leon again — at the tiki bar on the beach, where leon is loitering even though lauren and connor are down by the water, because he's feeling particularly third wheel-y today. matthew had the right idea, finding a whole group to glom onto after the asg. all this to say, he's kind of relieved to see other people he kind of knows, even if it all feels a little awkward. but hey, they're on vacation. everyone can be friends here.

cue a beachy vacation montage of drinking and laughing and playing volleyball on the beach and splashing into the water — leon (and often connor and lauren — i feel like there are other wags around with matthew's group of friends) gets kind of folded into the group, and here on vacation away from all the hockey stuff, past rivalries, etc, it turns out that they just kind of click. they're both super competitive, even about dumb things like beach volleyball — but that's fun when the stakes are low, when they're on the same team. matthew's always checking in to make sure leon's having a good time if he's hanging with them while connor and lauren are off doing coupley things — he's always making sure everyone's having a good time, really, and leon starts to really get why his teammates in florida talk about him the way they do. leon is surprisingly funny and surprisingly affectionate when he doesn't want to kill you, and matthew keeps getting that old familiar feeling that he'd really like for leon to like him.

it's only like two days in when they get tipsy and hook up, which is probably a good thing, because it's so mind-bogglingly hot that if they'd held out until the end of the week and just did it once at the end, they would have both gone a little crazy not getting to do it again right away. cue all sorts of sneaking off to have all sorts of gross, sweaty vacation sex, and maybe getting a little obsessed with each other in the process.

the last night of the trip, the whole combined group of them has a big dinner on the beach and everyone just hangs out until late, long after the sun goes down. matthew and leon keep not-so-subtly making eyes at each other, trying to gauge when they're gonna sneak off to go wreck each other, but matthew is also a little in his head about this being the last day of vacation, because he's 100% sure this is gonna be a "what happened in bye week stays in bye week" situation, which is how it should be, anything else would be too complicated and make no sense, but he knows that despite knowing all that logically, it's gonna do a number on him to fly home alone after this whirlwind — whatever it is, with leon, so at some point he disappears, and after a while leon finds him sitting down by the water a little ways away, looking out at the ocean.

leon goes to sit with him. kisses his shoulder, but doesn't try to make conversation. he kind of thinks he knows what matthew's thinking, but it takes him a while to figure out what to say about it in a way that won't be too embarrassing if he's wrong. eventually he settles on, "we should do this again sometime."

matthew looks over, surprised. "you'd want to?"

leon shrugs. "i mean. it's been fun, right?"

and then they make out on the beach, and then they go back to one of their rooms and have sex, and then shower sex, and then morning sex, all of it increasingly clingy in a way they will not discuss until, like, sexcation #4 at least, but leon does kiss matthew's cheek when they part ways at the airport later, and matthew's friends tease him mercilessly about it for the rest of the day.

#ask #writing meme #matthew and leon #hockey for ts #i know it's not like. as spicy as the real enemies-to-lovers stuff #but i am lowkey really into the concept of them not getting together until after matthew's calgary era #when they've had some time and space and are also just a little more grounded and mature as people #this fic however would really just be an excuse to write a fuckload of sex #anyway i have one more of these left!! and then you will all be free from my ramblings for a while ❤

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dullweapons · 14 days

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I thought at least one of these would have cannibalistic tendencies as a form of romance but none of them did so uhhhh

[ 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 ] : receiver is thinking about sender when masturbating.

𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬: a little assortment of sexual action prompts for rp purposes. but i'm adding in cannibalistic tendencies ✨

tw ; blood , cannibalism , ray being a freak . written on mobile cause i’m eepy

there’s blood in his mouth & it’s not his .

it’s all over him . soaking his clothes & hair — it was that dragons . he had gifted them a beautiful & glorious wound that bleed & bleed until they passed out from it . he , of course , did not let them die . no — that was his favorite chew toy . it would terrible to waste such a precious person such as lyric . the demon loves the dragon dearly …he had given them a health potion & dressed their wounds before laying them down under a tree to rest . the potion isn’t a miracle worker , their body needs the rest . once they woken he would bring them back his house so they could sleep in a proper bed for then night …

but his heart was pounding as he stared at them with pupils like pinholes . his mouth watering , drool rolling down his chin that he is quick to brush away but ah — blood smears across his mouth ; the iron scent filling his nose sends shivers through his body . he crawls over to them as the blood drips down his face onto theirs …

you’re perfect .

he wants to wrap to wrap his teeth around their throat & bare down until he can hear the sickening snap of their spine . rip out their heart from their chest and feast upon it . lose himself to the sweet taste of their flesh from their beautiful body . his mouth hangs open as he leans closer to them . one bite . that would be alright … right ? his teeth ache to bite - to chew - to rip & tear them apart . to finally have them be together forever inside of him . he would love nothing more than to be one .

he finds his teeth on their jugular— his ear listening to them breathe softly . the demon takes his hand & nudges lyrics head to the side so he can get closer . they let a soft whimper — pathetic & horse but it does something to ray . his cock , hard , presses against their thigh.

ray is quick to jolt himself back up right & dashes away.

he comes to a stop deeper into the woods & sits underneath a large tree , covering his face in his hands . “ stupid . stupid stupid stupid ! ” he mutters to himself , hissing at his recklessness . lyric was mortal . you must remember that ! yes, they can fight … but they can die . you know you wish to spend as many years with them as you can before you eat them ! you know better . even still … he cannot deny how wonderful it is to sample their flesh a little early . he removes his hands from his face, dragging it down . the blood thick & slick across his cheeks . it’s … intoxicating .

a low moan leaves him as he leans back — lyric put up such a beautiful fight . truly it is their fault he’s so worked up no … if he didn’t stab them so harshly they would have been fucking . that happens with them sometimes … fighting is almost foreplay. you punch me , i punch you . you break my nose & i break yours. you bite your tongue from how hard i hit you & suddenly we’re kissing . saliva mixing with blood with cum to be added to the mix if you give it enough time .

“ fuck …” a low huff as she shimmies off his undergarments & hikes up his tunic ( tucking it into his lindy belt to keep it out of the way . ) his cock springs up to attention — already rock hard & aching to be pleased. ray wastes no time as he take himself into his hand & strokes — fast & aggressively as his other hand enters his mouth to suck off their blood . he moans , his tongue swirling between his fingers to get every last drop . when he runs out he runs off the blood that still lingers on his face & clothes to get more .

ray presses his upper back against the tree as he arches himself — his hips now in the air thrusting into his hand as he strokes . he barly opens his eyes . he rather them closed to picture them . bloody & beaten with that determined expression . ah . so cute . & that one curl that lingers in front of their face … not to mention how soft their body feels against his when he slams down into them, flesh smacking against one another harshly until they cry …!

“ nugh — lyric ! ” he cries out , barely through his fingers . he would not dare to miss a single bit of them . no , never . “ fuck — fuck fuck … m-more …” he bites his glove & slides if off of his hand , spitting it out to the side . he spits & reaches behind to enter himself — again , aggressively he fingers himself not bothering to warm himself up . why bother he wants to feel ravished . ray bites his scarf as he thrusts into his hand in opposite time with his fingers . his legs shiver , muscles strained & starting to burn trying to keep up the pace .

his growls become more animalistic — he can still taste lyric’s blood on his scarf mixed with fibers … it’s enough as his brows furrowed as he finally feels that explosion coming near . just a bit —! just a bit more !

ray’s body jolts as that electrical spark shatters him , his mouth a gape as he screams out their name for no one but the trees to hear! his cum splatters out onto his stomach as he slows down his hand until he finally stops … his body gives out & he slumps down into the grass , panting. lazily he looks down at himself … blood & cum . how delicious . rays lips purse together as he debates … sampling this mixture but decides he’s wasted enough time . he should really get back to lyric …

maybe … maybe after one more round ?

#lunarscaled #⸻ ship : ray / lyric ( lunarscaled ) ❤︎ bleed into my mouth so i may taste you forever ; leviathan ˎˊ˗#⸻ RAY : answered ✦ i keep everything i get ˎˊ˗#⸻ RAY : drabble ✦ its written in dead tongues ˎˊ˗#⸻ RAY : smut ✦ we're plotting our demise of perspiration & alcohol as i introduce the bedroom brawl ˎˊ˗#cannibalism tw #spicy tw #blood tw #ray being a fucked up bitch tw #( lyric waking up : … are YOU okay ? )#( ray with leaves in his hair - clothes a mess & absolutely zoned out from jerking it : ….y….yeah. )

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swampofiniquity · 1 year

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Ah help! I'm making myself sad writing part 2 of mercy me. Want a taste so you can suffer with me?

"Hey, come on, no need for any of that," Leon paused in his recounting of the weeks of quarantine and medical tests he and Ashley had to endure once they were back in the states, and you were alarmed when he leaned forward to gently wipe a stray tear off your cheek. “I promise you, I’m fine now.”

You hadn't even realized you'd been crying.

"Why is it that out of everything you just told me tonight, I find that the most unbelievable?"

His answering laugh had an acidic tinge, like the tart lemon you could still smell on your fingers from making the drinks. "Well, it’s the truth. I have to be fine. If I wasn’t I’d…” he trailed off, his eyes darting away and his hand reaching for Max only to find the dog had long since fallen asleep and was snoring at his feet. He shrugged instead, taking a swig of whiskey and stretching to place the empty mug on your coffee table. “I don’t know. I just know that I am. I always am. I’m fine.”

#leon kennedy x reader #it will be spicy too but I had to make it hurt first #a million thank yous to everyone who commented and supported the first part #and welcome to any new followers!#❤❤❤❤❤

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kokoorok · 1 year

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You did it Frye 🍰💜

#splatoon 3 #frye #deep cut #korok's art #nintendo #splatoon #splatfest #team sweet #I was on team spicy but im so happy for frye ❤#shiver #big man

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improbable-outset · 3 months

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📄 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐁𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲

Miguel O’Hara x Fem!Reader

𝐀𝐎3 | 𝐌𝐲 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 | 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐒𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.9k

𝐓𝐖 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐖: Married couple, Unprotected sex, SMUT, kissing, vaginal fingering, brief cum eating, tit sucking, giving Miguel a hand job while he explains the male anatomy 🫡 brief praises, body worship, eventual breeding kink, mentions of contraceptive pills, couple role play(?)

𝐀/𝐍: Is it me or has tumblr updated and it’s harder to use now?? Like I can’t move images like I used to?! Anyways this is inspired by c.ai again as well as one of my old mutuals fic (Salty if you see this, hey bestie!! That Doc fic examining player still lives rent free in my head!) Anyways, enjoy!!

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: In an effort to make amends for neglecting Miguel, you dedicate a night to spend quality time together. However, Miguel has other ideas to make the evening unforgettable— using science.

Your joints clicked as you stood up from your work chair. You’ve finally finished your project that you’ve been putting your blood, sweat and tears into and sacrificed your sleeping schedule to complete.

Your body felt stiff and heavy from sitting in one place for so long. The apartment was quiet as expected to be at this late hour, amplifying the creaks of your joints.

You switched off the monitor before you left your office and plodded upstairs to the bedroom with heavy steps and slouching shoulders.

You found Miguel in the bedroom, engrossed in tinkering with his watch with only his sweatpants on and no shirt.

His eyes crinkled up as he sensed your presence. “There she is…”

You didn’t feel like you deserved his acknowledgment, let alone his affection, especially the way you’ve neglected him for your work the past few days.

He didn’t expect you to say anything back but he felt the weight of your solemn expression, “¿Estás bien?

You shake your head mutely in response, guilt washing over you. He stepped closer, closing the distance with a gentle stride. “Talk to me, what’s wrong?”

Your mouth was dry from the lack of fluids you’ve been avoiding, making your voice slightly hoarse “I’m sorry, I’ve been pushing you away.”

He lowered himself and held your chin with his thumb to tilt your head up so you would look at him. The gesture made your heart ache.

“Is that why you’re upset? You know I’m not going anywhere. I’ll always come back to you mi alma,” he murmured.

Even if he did lower himself to be level with you, he still felt bigger. It made you feel protected, the way he towered over you with his large frame.

The holographic lamp illuminated the room, casting a gentle glow. With its subtle lighting you could see the crimson gleam from Miguel’s eyes, which melted the weight of your stress from the past few days and the newfound guilt.

You were glad the main light wasn’t on to flood the room with its sickening bright glow that would scream at you — your eyes needed a rest from the screen and the absence of flood lights gave that comfort you needed.

He leaned in to kiss you and you tiptoed to deepen the kiss. It felt refreshing, feeling his lips again— almost like an anchor that kept you grounded.

You wrapped your arms around his neck while he wrapped his around your waist. His tongue teased your lips before slipping in, tasting you and you let him take his fill of you before pulling away.

“Miguel…” you breathed, hesitant to break the peace in the room.

“How about we shift our focus on a different kind of study.” He suggested. There was a lighthearted undertone in his sentence that you tried to articulate.

You cocked your brow inquisitively until you remembered Miguel’s background in the science field. “Study? As in science?”

“Science is such a broad term. Let’s start with biology and anatomy,”

You heart stuttered in both anticipation and excitement along with your core already throbbing. You could already sense where this was going as soon as you heard anatomy. The atmosphere felt charged guided by the intimate spirit of Miguel’s proposal.

He lifted you up before gently placing you on the bed.

Being a skilled geneticist, Miguel seized every opportunity to share random biology facts, particularly in the most unexpected moments with you.

It was one of the many things you found attractive about him, especially seeing him being so engrossed in explaining things to you in a way you would understand. It made the complexities of biology feel like an intimate and shared journey.

But you’ve never seen him act like this before sex. Perhaps he was trying something new to keep the spark alive.

“How about we remove your clothes.” His hands hiked up beneath your shirt as he spoke.

“Is this part of the biology teaching?” You asked.

“Let’s just say it’s part of the more practical application.” He removed your shirt and your pants, leaving you in your panties and bra. “And you’re the specimen.”

You were amused with where this was going, seeing Miguel’s professional act starting to surface. A scientist eager to teach (and please).

You felt him run his hand over your neck. Spots of goosebumps rose on your skin from the cool air in the room.

“Your skin is so soft…” He murmured into your sensitive skin, making you shiver.

Another advantage of being married to a geneticist was that Miguel knew all the sensitive areas on the body and what made you tick. Even before you did anything together, he was aware of all the areas that could arouse a woman.

His lips grazed over your collarbone, trailing down to where it meets the shoulders.

“The collarbone is connected to your shoulders by the supraclavicular ligament,” he explained softly. He kissed the soft skin around the area.

“Suprac—clavic—ular ligament—” Each syllable accelerated in pitch as you tried to repeat after him.

His hand reached behind your back to unclip your bra before slipping them off, one strap at a time.

Your breasts were now fully exposed and he reached over and cupped one with his large hands.

“The breasts are a collection of organs that play an important role in the reproduction of human females, amor. They are key to producing milk,” He kissed along your chest until he reached the valley between the two breasts.

“They also serve to attract a sexual partner…which seems to be working on us.”

You didn’t expect him to lick the skin where his lips hovered over between your breasts. You shuddered in shock until he pulled away to look up at you again.

“They’re also erogenous zones, making them more sensitive to simulations. Would you like me to demonstrate?” You nodded in response.

You managed to catch the corner of his lips curve up in amusement, even if he made a concerted effort to conceal how turned on he was right now.

He wore the familiar analytical veneer he always carried when he was working in the lab, except this time you could see his excitement babbling beneath the surface.

He dipped his head until his mouth latched onto one of your breasts. Despite knowing this was going to happen, you couldn’t help the surprise whimper that slipped from your mouth.

His tongue lapped over your hardened nipple while his other hand still fondled with your other breast. You groaned out from his touches, running one of your hands over the locks of his hair.

It was flattering, seeing Miguel soaking in everything from you, even when you felt like you had little to offer. Miguel seemed to never get enough of you and to this day, your heart still leaped out of you chest with him around.

He released your nipples and you were met with hooded crimson eyes, dazed and awestrucked. You couldn’t stop your shoulders from bunching together in shyness at him.

He moneuvered you so you were laying your back on the bed. Two broad arms rested besides you on the bed with his abs displayed over you.

“Between the legs are the female reproductive system, we’ll be focusing on the labia minora and the labia majora for this lesson,”

He pulled your panties down, revealing your wetness between your thighs.

A sudden rush of cold air brushed against your folds, making you more wet and exposed. His hand reached over, extending out of your line of sight until his fingers were lightly stroking around the delicate flesh.

“The labia minora is a set of two fleshy folds that form around the inner portion of the labia majora. They are positioned around the vaginal opening to protect the urethra and…”

You gasped when you felt one of his fingers slip into your slick cunt before slowly moving in and out of you.

“…and the vagina.”

His sentence was finished off with the soft sounds of your slick from his fingers along with your breathy moans. Your walls fluttered around his finger while he slipped in another digit in, prompting you to grip onto the sheets tightly.

He moved to your ear and spoke in a lowered tone, his breath brushing against your earlobe. “Do you remember which hormones are released when a person is aroused?”

He rubbed his thumb over your swollen clit while watching you fall apart from his touches. You couldn’t fully process the question in your head, let alone form a coherent response.

“God— Miguel-!” You babbled out.

“Come on amor, I know you know the answer,” he coaxed, having the audacity to continue teasing your cunt with his fingers.

He was going to keep teasing until he got an answer from you. You wouldn’t be surprised if he refused to let you come too until you responded to him with the right answer.

“O-oxytocin and…hm-m…serotonin?” Your words came staggered and breathless. You were fighting the urge to rock your hips further to ride on his finger but you knew better not to push your luck. This was for science after all.

“Such a smart wife. Are you feeling it, amor? The euphoric feeling and the release of the hormones throughout your body?” Miguel was still near your ear as he asked.

You were so drawn into bliss, you almost forgot about the whole biology lesson and the practical demonstration.

You could tell that watching how responsive you were to his touches excited him, especially if it included him talking about what he knew best.

He withdrew his his hands away and curved his finger so none of your slick slipped away. He spread his fingers apart, watching the string of your fluids clinging onto the pads of his fingers.

You felt your face heat up in astonishment, you’ve never seen yourself leak that much before.

You weren’t surprised to see him stick his fingers in his mouth to clean himself up. He ate you out before so this was nothing new to him.

Once he was satisfied, he manoeuvred himself to remove his pants along with his boxers, freeing his aching cock. Despite the low lighting, you could still see it throbbing and the veins lining on the skin.

You sat up enough so you could reach to his cock. You wrapped your hand around his length, earning a low groan from him. “Since we covered the female, do you wanna walk me through the male anatomy now?”

You swiped your thumb over the tip where his pre-cum was leaking from. You were purposefully tormenting him now.

“You’re unbelievable,” he grunted, but you could clearly see he couldn’t stop the grin tugging on his lips.

“Come on Mig, do it for biology,”

You started stroking his length, making sure you touched every part of his skin from the base to the tip.

His breathing became shallow with low whimpers stringing out but he tried to compose himself before he spoke.

“The penis and the testicles both….have a lot of blood flow to them but— hmm.. the main purpose of the testicles is to produce testosterone and—” He couldn’t help the low moan that came out when he felt you increase your pace, but he was still determined to finish.

“Go on…” you prodded.

“…produce testosterone and sperm cells…dios— the penis….the penis is the biggest part of the male anatomy. It allows urination, ejaculation or urine and semen, shit! It also helps the male with erection-!” He finished off the last sentence in one shaky breath. Your hand came to a halt around his tip.

“Thanks for the clarification…” You released his dick swiftly, satisfied by his explanation.

After catching his breath and recomposing himself, Miguel positioned himself so his dick was near your opening. His tip nuzzled against your folds with you silky walls clenching desperately onto nothingness.

You were ready for him, even your clit was throbbing in anticipation, and there was nothing you wanted more than to have him inside you right now.

“Now that we’ve completed the preliminary, I think we should come to the conclusion,” he said.

You couldn’t help the breathy giggles from your lips. He was really immersing himself in the role, playing the part of a tutor with dedication and charm.

He pushed himself inside of you. You haven’t done anything in a while so you had to allow yourself to readjust to his length again.

You fleshy walls struggled to open up but eventually you did accomodate to his size, feeling the familiarity of him.

Once he was all the way in, he came to a halt. Feeling yourself stretch out for him was dizzying. But sudden realisation hit you.

“Miguel, I might be on my fertility window…” you interjected, a tinge of nervousness in your voice.

While you and Miguel have discussed growing a family together in the past, the timing never felt right, and you weren’t ready for the responsibility of motherhood yet.

You’ve been taking birth control pills for your peace of mind. However, with the onset of your work project, you’ve stopped taking the pills and your body was still adjusting to the withdrawal— including your accelerated libido.

Miguel’s face didn’t falter but you could practically see the gears turning in his head from your statement. Everything felt more apparent, especially now with his dick buried inside of you.

“What are you trying to tell me, amor?” You could feel his cock twitching in anticipation inside of you and touching your cervix, almost making you lose your bearing.

“I’m off the pills Miguel. So there’s a chance that I might get knocked up after this…but it is part of biology, right?”

You ran your hands over his broad chest and he closed his eyes, leaning into your touch before resting his forehead on yours.

“You wanna be a mami?” He asked, assuring full clarity and consent from you.

Miguel, a devoted lover, would do anything to make you happy and would give you a family if that’s what you wished for. You nodded and that’s when you knew, he was ready for fatherhood too.

Your hands now wrapped around his naps, fingers lacing together. His gaze dropping to where you bodies joined.

He dragged himself out, feeling the suction from your walls, before snapping his hips back in again. The friction against your walls forced a whine out of you.

He began rolling his hips repeatedly against you in a steady rhythm, each slap ending in a jolt of overwhelming ecstasy. Your fingers were losing their grip around his neck and your hands slipped, with your nails now pressing onto his back.

Your mind and senses started to evaporate and all you could think of right now was chasing your high and Miguel filling you up with his cum, staining you and finally getting you pregnant.

You wanted to feel him for weeks, feel how much he stretched you and filled you. Your nails were digging further into his back as he thrusted deeper into you, hitting your cervix with each snap of his hips.

“Gimme a baby, Mig.” You moaned out, the mere throughly of him breeding you drove you insane. You needed his fill, you needed him to knock you up.

“Sí amor, I’ll give you as many babies as you want,”

His thrusts became more sporadic and you sensed he was lost in a haze too. A few strands of his hair stuck to the moisture that developed on his forehead. You were sinking further into the sheets, taking in everything he was giving you.

The room filled with the bed creaking in protest and the slap of his hips into yours. Soon, his pace became sloppy and uneven.

You watched the familiar trence of your husband’s climax unfold. You always felt a sense of pride knowing that only you could see him so scattered outside the composed and stoic demeanor that everyone else was used to.

His brows furrowed in full concentration and his words came out messy and slurred along with strings of your name.

He finished off with his cum pulsating inside of you in thick loads. He didn’t pull his his hips back until both balls were drenched into you. You felt your walls clenched from the withdrawal as he pulled out.

Immediately, Miguel grabbed one of the pillows and positioned it beneath you, elevating your rear.

“Keep it in there,” he instructed. He didn’t want any of his cum to go to waste and leak out.

He starts to massage your thighs to sooth any aches you were feeling. You mind drifted back to the birth control pill that you still kept in the cabinet. There was still another box left, yet you knew that you weren’t planning to take them anymore.

You mentally reminded yourself to dispose them in the morning. You looked up at Miguel again, who was still massaging your thighs.

You sighed. “You know there’s a chance I might not get pregnant the first time…”

In that moment, vulnerability wrapped around your words which connected the both of you in shared acknowledgment.

You let your mind wandered about finally getting pregnant, with Miguel praising you and kissing your swollen belly. You imagined all the appointments you’d have to attend to, leading up to the day of your baby’s arrival.

“So, does that mean we’ll be having more biology classes?” Miguel stopped massaging and spread you legs again to display your slick core.

“I think so…how about another round?”

He leaned into kiss your forehead. “I’m down if you are.”

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