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solarsturniolo · 2 months

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Sub Matt abcs or hcs (maybe one or two where reader uses a vibrator on him)

Sub!Matt Headcanons

Tags: @flowerxbunnie @simplysturn @lacysturniolo @mattslolita @megamett44-lover @creamoncreamoncream2 @soursturniolo @meg-sturniolo

a/n: this is absolute garbage lmao sorry in advance

Warnings: semi smut / cursing (maybe? didn’t proof read) / sex !!!!!!!!!! / mentions of overstimulation / p in v / no protection / the end has me clawing my hair out of my scalp

• He’s a good listener, he always has been. That doesn’t change in the bedroom. He wants to please, he wants to be good for you, he wants you to guide him

• He LOVESSSSS the pet names, ‘pretty boy’ being his favorite

• It takes some convincing to use toys on him, but when he finally lets you use the vibrator he loses any and all sense of dignity that he once had. It shocked both of you seeing how much he enjoyed it. Although he’ll never bring it up first, when you ask if he wants to use it he is more than willing.

• Matt goes feral for your tits. Practically begging you to suffocate him with them. He loves to suck on them and hold them and feel the weight of them in his hands. He loves feeling your nipples hardening under his touch or his tongue.

• And on the rare occasion that you titty fuck him, he is a whining mess. He loves to watch his cock get lost in the valley of your breasts, feeling the warmth of your skin engulfing him. It drives him absolutely crazy.

• He doesn’t pull the ‘mommy’ card often, just when he can’t handle the teasing any longer.

• “P-Please, I’ve been s-such a good b-boy, I-I’m so close, please. Need it s-so bad, p-please mommy-“

• Not crazy about restraints, he likes being able to touch and feel you. He’ll do it every now and again but he’d much rather have his hands on you.

• He does, however, enjoy the blindfold. Never knowing when you’ll touch him or where. It drives him crazy. It makes his dick throb just thinking about what you’ll do to him next.

• He loves being marked up. He’ll bitch and moan about it the next morning, knowing he’ll have to cover it up before recording later, but he loves the possessiveness. He’ll lay there and let you mark him up for hours, he practically lives for it.

• He’s a good boy, he always makes sure to ask for permission before doing anything. “Please can I touch you? I-I’ll make you feel so good, I promise…” “F-Fuck please d-do that again, o-oh god…” “P-Please let me cum, I’ve been so good, I-Im such a good boy, p-please…”

• After the third or fourth round, he’s a mess. Panting, whining, sweating. Muscles in his thighs spasming from the intensity of his numerous orgasms, arms wrapped tightly around your waist, his sweaty hair sticking to your neck as he rests his head on your chest. Trailing kisses along your breasts and up to your collarbone. Soft “thank you”s leaving his lips as he tries to catch his breath.

• The aftercare is his favorite part. Soft praises of his performance whispered in his ear, your fingers running through his messy hair, nails gently massaging his scalp. He stays buried in you, loving the closeness and the warmth between you both.

• He could stay like that all night, but once he senses your tired energy, he lays down with you, pulling you into his chest. His arms around your body, fingers gently massaging your hipbones, his lips leaving tender kisses across your face.

• He professes his love in soft gravely whispers, his fingers now tracing the shape of your jawline while he stares into your eyes. He kisses your lips, much gentler now, savoring the taste with a slow sensual make-out session

• To end the evening, he asks if you can cockwarm him, and you aren’t one to deny his wishes. He’s gentle and slow, making sure to not hurt you or get things too heated again. With him buried in you once again, he pulls your back against his chest, peppering soft kisses along your shoulder. His hand instinctively comes up to rest at the base of your neck, fingers ever so gently wrapping around your throat, though being careful not to apply any pressure.

• “My perfect girl,” He whispers, kissing your jaw. “What did I do to get so lucky?”

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anantaru · 1 year

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✦ ۫ 𑄼ల۫ ۪ DEC 18TH — WARMING YOU UP

featuring: kaeya, venti, zhongli, kaveh, tighnari, cyno, kazuha, ayato x fem! reader

warnings: n.sfw, dacryphilia (venti), ૮⍝◠ ·̫ ◠⍝ა | event.

✦ 𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀

you allowed yourself to lay back into the soft cushions of your bed.

you do not speak, but your breathing was fastened by the blissful wrap of kaeya's arms around your parted legs.

now right here and there, the sheer motion of his face lowered itself into you, the growing heat within your core sank down through your bones, covering the entirety of your nerves with the throb of your soft pussy yearning the touch of your lover.

"there?" from the start, he will tease you, always, tickling the desperation out of your now crumbling body as you mewled sensually, your eyes pulling daggers into his bronzed skin.

your fingers quickly got a hold of his long hair, fondling through the unruly strands to keep him as close to your most desired place as possible. "t-there."

"you're breathtaking when you're so open for me, you know that?"

with your eyes sliding close upon perceiving his warm breath on your tingling clit, you fell back to indulge, time stilling.

for some it might seem like nothingness, but the way kaeya handled your body couldn't be described in its totality.

easy, tender and without added pressure, as if you were to break under him any moment. His eyes were gentle too, the glow of love was visible on his dilated pupils, covering his blue eyes.

"let me take care of you beautiful, it's okay."

before anything, kaeya was gathering enough spit on his tongue, he prodded the wet muscle out to slick around the entirety of your spongy folds, smearing the filth on your pussy.

kaeya treasured your taste, the sweet scent and your hitching noises whenever he pranced his tongue deeper, buried himself past your labia to hit your clit, so close and maddening, you couldn't possibly hold back the desire to forcefully push him down your ache.

the unbearably sensual combination of his wet and skilled tongue had your brain laced in pure ecstasy, building your arousal with little to no control left on your body.

✦ 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈

at first, you barely felt the handiwork venti put you through, after all his fingers were simply stirring over your warm cunt, not doing much.

you could say it was a slight habit of his, he'd always prepare you before fucking you roughly into wherever he had split you open on.

you were aware that your boyfriend was in fact, a little piece of shit, who never knew when to stop annoying and teasing the living hell out of your being.

but even then, even when venti realized you were on the brink of crying from overstimulation, he wouldn't stop himself right away because you see, in a way that sinful expression was what he wanted to be gifted with in the first place.

"your reactions are so cute."

he murmurs into your ear, his voice was so kind and tender, but the menacing tendencies in them made you shake, the complete opposite of his pseudo sweetness was viewable when he used his fingers to relentlessly fuck in and out of your clenching hole.

it didn't surprise you on how skilled venti was with his slender digits, it's as if he had you figured out from the start, letting you grind into them.

how come you didn't even have to show him your favorite spots the first time he had you splayed under him?

this man had targeted them from the very start, fumbling himself deeper within you gooey walls while messily fumbling and touching you with his roughed up finger pads.

"v-venti please, i can't anymore."

his sight suddenly widened, the beginning of one tear, just one, would surely have more follow suit and he knew, he always did.

in a single motion, venti drew himself to you while kissing away the lonely warm tear that drooled down your cheek, gathering it on his lips before messily licking it up.

"come on now darling! i'm almost done and you're doing such a great job for me, i'm truly flattered!"

the brief stilling of his fingers wasn't held long as he adjusted his pace, digging himself to the hilt into your sobbing sensitivity and remembering to curve his digits up whenever he met your desired spot.

he slipped in and out in a chorus of rough strokes with your hips beginning to do circling motions into them, meeting his filthy touch while fluttering and twisting around his thin fingers.

his grin would never slip away, not when you're looking like this, fucked into delirium from nothing more than a mere of two digits.

✦ 𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈

zhongli muttered dirty nothings into your ears, things he wanted to do and experience with you and your person alone.

fuck, he needed you right now, his cock was desperately straining his pants and causing him to heavily pant out through his clenched up jaw.

"m-my control is fading." he's grunting, digging his hands into the disheveled sheets to regain some of that long lost control.

it was safe to say that his slacks were already ruined by your slick covering and drenching them in whole. You knew he wasn't done with you yet, not now, not ever, his stamina was out from this world.

but really, it was his fault and not yours!

no one forced him to slowly grind his hips and dry hump into you, rubbing his hard hidden member on top of your drenched swollen pussy.

"i-i need you, zhongli."

you responded weakly, with a husky voice as you propped your hips up to show him your messy pussy, stretching your legs farther apart as he carried on with rutting himself on you.

he was shamelessly grunting and groaning before he forced himself to speak to you, "my hunger for you will never be queried."

quivering in response he had you caged underneath and you were accepting it, maneuvering deeper, zhongli rubbed both his clothed member and the rough material on your drenched nerves, urging you to moan in bliss.

his fingers brushed beneath your chin to hold it up, motioning you to his hungry lips as he captured you in a languid kiss, feverishly pulling his tongue out to bury it into your wet mouth.

on this, you weren't struggling to imagine how the curve of his throbbing member would feel like, the pressure inside your core mounting, cry on cry.

✦ 𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇

at a single push forward, you got caught in utter euphoria, sudden tension thrumming through your frame as kaveh dragged himself past you with your swollen flesh capturing him fully.

"f-fuck." his whines were music to your ears, how they were slightly higher than his normal voice, primally to his initial tone, he had now become a cursing little mess.

"h-how are you still so tight for me, hmm?"

how your boyfriend couldn't control himself was gathering your cheeks within a warm sensation.

his over the top dirty talk didn't help one bit, kaveh could overdo himself quite a bit in that aspect but you didn't mind, it was a compliment from how far gone your pussy could make him.

you, of course, couldn't blame him, kaveh prized how tight you were, how you twisted and throbbed on his shaft without a single care in this world. How your sloppy cunt was all the more messy with him stuffing you full.

his little darling surely knew how to drive him into despair, unbearable madness without a way out, not before he cummed at least and covered you in his bittersweet cum.

"fuck baby you're so tight, f-fuck, you want me dead."

and again, your body shook and squealed at his sudden smirk, his before slow hips skillfully working, pressuring additional pleasure into your core.

your spine was curved up now, grimly bending and arching at another punctuated rut from your boyfriend who had nothing else in mind than making you cum first, he had to.

you were so unbelievably ravishing tonight, his loins were on fire from nothing more than your crossed eyed face, chin covered in drool and spit with your cries turning louder each thrust.

the combination on your lower area of both piercing pleasure with faint pain laced around it was addicting, every fiber of your consciousness gathering itself into the depths of your skin before it dissolved into nothing more than total submission to your lover.

✦ 𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈

tighnari's interest in you sharpened the moment he had seen you, so for him to have you in all your glory now, bare and beautiful, while bouncing up and down his cock, felt surreal.

was he really not dreaming right now?

truly, he thought he was imagining things, the moment passion took you over, this one time, not one of you was able to walk away, not when the tension flowing through you was as defeating as it, well, was.

"i-is this all you got?"

what a jerk, obviously he was his usual self, even while you fucked his brains out. Tighnari couldn't hold back his filthy tongue, not this time and probably not ever.

his hands were helping you rub yourself back and forth yet they haltered at last, sliding all the way up your bouncing breasts to grab them, catching them in his palms, suddenly squeezing the flesh with a squeal escaping you next.

"fuck, tighnari!"

you mewled at the rough fondling of his hands, arching your back while additionally applying more pressure on your already burning hips. "you're too rough."

it was gruesome, that's what it was, you were certain he was intentionally not helping you out much, he just had to have that last dwindling string of control you both eagerly grasped after.

"let me hear you, come on." he let his hands rub circles and spirals over your swollen nipples before forcefully pinching them in between his pads, catching you off guard.

you could only give him a lost embarrassing smile, his words made you all giddy with your head feeling heavy. All the greater was your work on him now, his slick covered cock was slipping out of you carelessly and the sharp pain from before was barely to be perceived at all.

well, well, you were still a panting mess from the fast tempo and it wouldn't take you long until you practically collapsed your body on top of his from over exhaustion.

before you knew it, you were already met by the thrill of his own authority when he pulled you down to sharply share a hard kiss. His lips were hungrily seeking yours, leaning into your softness with his mouth framed in an annoying smirk.

the result of it was now with tighnari thrusting up your heat, so unbelievably fast and messy, the pain in your legs was surely fleeting but now you could barely feel them if anything, almost as if they had turned numb from the sheer strength behind his sloppy cock.

all the cries and moans were filling the room that had a piercing scent of sex and pleasure, your whimpers were all the more thrilling and archons, tighnari would make sure to have you remember this night.

✦ 𝐂𝐘𝐍𝐎

cyno simply refused to keep his mouth shut while you were suckling on his cock all too well.

after all, he wanted, no, needed you to know on how good you made him feel and how thankful he was for your skilled tongue twisting around his shaft, grating perfectly over his impressive cock.

the blood in his groin was hardening and pulsating roughly throughout his entire length, his hands grew cold from the sensation of your mouth sucking blatant euphoria on the tender, thin skin.

if only you were aware he was fantasizing about this scenario all day while at work. He knew better than this but couldn't stop himself regardless, cyno groaned louder now, shuddering as you massaged his balls in your warm palm.

another swallow lifted off him when he lowered his head to watch you suck, rub your sweet lips up and down his swollen cock, the drool messily blurting over the entirety of his member, without leaving his balls uncovered.

as tired and low lidded as his eyes were, he still didn't once close them, the sight of you on your knees for him, it's certain you were going to feel it in your legs the next day.

he gathered the courage to drag you down further, making your mouth take him much deeper until you physically weren't able to proceed anymore.

"k-keep taking me like that."

his voice was beginning to be raspy now with the additional breaks of his words. You took a deep breath through your nose and gulped a little, flexing your throat while being stuffed full as you proceeded, this time faster.

"a-archons, you're amazing."

your mouth was assembling enough spit and cum together to have it as comfortable as possible for cyno, he craved it that way. As much as he denied said fact, the messier it got, the harder he'd cum in you.

you persisted to keep it going, as always, to get him over the edge and let him cover your face in his white milk you gravely yearned for this night.

✦ 𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀

kazuha's breath was heavy on your collarbone with his teeth nibbling the dampened skin.

you could be such a brat sometimes and he knew, he always did. Yet despite his usual gentle nature, kazuha could be quite rough with you, more so when you obviously displayed traits of a sweet, little brat who didn't know any better.

did you do it on purpose? obviously. But who wouldn't do it if their boyfriend would react the exact same way as kazuha did.

he's barely touched you, at all, only gently nudging his upper leg over your sobbing folds as he watched you bubble with further excitement, that without you knowing, would never get satiated.

"hmm how interesting." his voice was always gentle, but this time it had something menacing to it, something that wasn't able to be looked into, his eyes were glowing with both desire and anticipation.

all the fondling had heightened your senses, had made you more sensitive and salivating at his growing reaction standing up while throbbing in his hand.

his next words were followed with a punctuated rut with his leg on your tingling walls, "hah- it seems like you're close, don't hide it from me now." the grin on his face made you gasp with your spine rolling upwards, your cunt slicking him all up without giving a damn.

it was sort of embarrassing to you, to be placed in a position like that.

the fact he hadn't touched you properly yet and you still were a wet swollen mess, smearing him full and aching at every little pleasure he'd inflict on you.

he had you in such a sensitive state now, both your body and mind, it was as if he had taken over the authority in your entirety, letting you bear the weight of his punctuated ways to make you scream.

continuing to grate his leg into you, sometimes harder sometimes with only a small amount of added pressure to switch it up, your gasps had only gotten louder and entailed.

"i might make you cum if you're nicer to me next time."

✦ 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎

ayato could never deny the fact that eating you out relaxed his muscles and spirit, it's a required daily thing for him to do whenever he saw you.

as luck would have it, he was especially skilled with his sloppy muscle, making sure to gather enough spit on it to plaster it on your folds first, proceeding down to meet your gushing hole.

planting an additional kiss on your heat made you roll your eyes back greatly, the sense of worship each kiss had was mesmerizing.

because, yes, ayato worshipped you, his wonderful darling, your pussy was so fucking hot and ravishing, he wanted to bury it in his cum and claim you in so many more ways imaginable.

the back and forth of both tender suckles and rougher licks on you developed a tightened grip on your stomach with your muscles crying out, it was intimate and surreal, how much you missed him was insane.

ayato was slowly stroking a hand down from your chest to your navel before gathering his thumb over your clit to press right past the flesh of your pussy to hit the spot particularly well.

with your next squeals of his boldness, his eyes met yours in a thrill of hunger, "i'm not done with you yet." a sweet grin laced on his swollen lips as he drew himself back in, working both his tongue and thumb in sync.

his hair strands would fall into his face to hide his intoxicating features with your hands quickly catching them to smoother them back.

you settled on the soft sheets underneath with your eyes pointed to the ceiling until falling close at last, crying out at his electrifying way of savoring your being.

maybe it was due to the fact that the both of you rarely saw each other, but whenever you got intimate with it would turn better the more you had been apart from each other.

the hunger in his antics was immediately to be recognized, so dearly when ayato began to hump the mattress under him with his hands keeping you tightly to his head, groaning breathlessly.

smearing your slick over his cheeks, his warm breath wasn't anything but cooling, the growing mewls he pulled out of your throat had him moan into your pussy, over and over, his tongue now swiping alone your hole to swallow the huge amount of liquids that had sank down from you.

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deepmochi · 1 year

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hi!

Notes on Venus 2H vs Venus 8H observations?🥰😇

Hello bb

I actually love these houses. Anon didn't specify, so I did the observations for natal chart.

Venus in the 2nd house vs. Venus in the 8th house

These houses share the following similarities: both are related to money, indicate how we see possessions, and hint our true self. It's not surprise that people see them as a gold digger or as a possession.

Venus in the 2nd house

⇢The native is someone who is very giving in relationships of any kind. Too good to be true.

⇢They are very self aware of who they are. Self-sabotage can be a thing.

⇢ They attract people who see them as a trophy.

⇢A possessive individual with their loved ones. Either they had too much or nothing at all during childhood. This creating a sense of possessive behavior.

⇢A very transparent person especially with their values.

⇢They care for luxury and comfort under their terms.

⇢Love to pamper themselves and their loved ones.

⇢ They attract energy vampires too often.

⇢Usually, the native is a very ethical person at work. People can trust them.

⇢Usually, view as traditional and patient. Style is simple and comfortable, yet elegant. They are hold in a pedestal.

⇢ Sex is intimate and sensual, yet they show this to their partners only. A lady in the streets and whxre in the sheets.

⇢ They love to share food, perfect date: going to eat to a nice a place.

⇢ Date people for long-term purposes, who are stable and hard working, stable in every aspect (emotional, social, financial, etc.)

⇢ Love is safe and stable, work with me in our future. Are you staying with me, is this worth it?

⇢ Partners prefer to give monetary gifts.

⇢ Their love language is gifts giving and physical touch.

⇢ Self-esteem is tide on their possessions including people.

⇢ Their biggest lesson is to accept that self-worth doesn't equal how much they make or how much they have.

Venus in the 8th house

⇢The 8th house depicts how we obtain money through others (taxes, loans and more). The native will handle money from others (partner, work, or friends).

⇢ Partner may take too much money and give them debts if harsh aspects are present in the chart.

⇢ Sex is a whole experience. They can become addicted to sex or make others addicted to them.

⇢ Obssesion surroundings (their 8th house with sign), try not to fall to extremes.

⇢ A sensual yet trouble individual. Sex is a way to grieve or transform. Use with caution.

⇢ Healthy Relationships feel like a taboo if Venus has harsh aspects.

⇢ Obsessive people find them attractive. They always have a lingering ex. In worst cases, they have stalkers.

⇢ Their beauty is their strong energy, yet people think is the body.

⇢ They can be an energetic vampire if they don't take responsibilities.

⇢ Plutonian love is their thing, but don't mistake a transformative love for a toxic situation.

⇢ Love to show their sexual energy through their style. This vary depending on what they consider sexy.

⇢ Perfect date probably night time, sharing a personal anecdote or deep moment, having that connection.

⇢ Date people who give them deep emotions and let them be vulnerable. Sometimes, people who have intense feelings.

⇢ Love is all or nothing. Take me or leave me. Are you afraid of my love?

⇢ Partners may give intangible benefits like emotions, transformations or safety.

⇢ Love language can physical touch and spending time together.

⇢ Self-esteem is bond to their transformations and traumas.

⇢ Their biggest lesson is to accept tender love from themselves without feeling remorse or shameful.

Take care, mochies💚

©️ deepmochi, 2022

#venus in the 8th house #venus signs #venus in the houses #venus in the 2nd house vs venus in the 8th house #astrology #astrologynotes #astrology community #astro tumblr #astro blurbs #astronotes

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morgana-ren · 5 months

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Do you ever think about ascended Astarion letting his spawn Tav go hunting for the first time? I do. Way too much!

He's absolutely choosing the victim, just incase Tav is choosing someone she's attracted to. The pretty bard she first chose was immediately dismissed, telling her its too risky, people would notice them missing, instead to just listen to the singing as he finds someone for her. (That bard is probably never seen again either.)

Instead chosing a slightly drunk nobleman. Luring them out for Tav.

Astarions going to be right there, arms around her holding her pinned between him and their meal. Palm resting against her throat to feel her swallow.

Absolutely getting off on it, probably hard against her thigh.

He knows she doesn't want to kill, but he encourages her to drink more, drink deeper, praise falling from his lips.

Inevitably letting her kill the poor guy. She's distraught, he's patronising. Her snappy retort that a nobleman is more likely to be missed than a bard earning her a fresh set of bruises along her arms when he squeezes her to tight for backtalking him.

He doesn't care, not really, not until she mentions about the others finding out, about how upset they will be with her, then the anger starts to flicker to life. She doesn't need to care what the others think, she should care what he thinks. If she's that concerned then maybe she could start off with squirrels, or rats, something more befitting her bleeding heart. The threat has her quietening down quickly.

Makes her apologise, makes her thank him for helping her with her first meal. But hes still annoyed with her reluctance and disobedience, so instead of getting rid of the body he decides to subtly punish her some more. Some excuse as to why they cant just bury them so he Summons his ghouls to "dispose" of the body while he forces her into a kiss. Backing her up against the wall and encouraging her to thank him properly while his ghouls "take care" of her mistake.

Her shirt catches on the textured brick of the wall, fragile little satin threads prickling and pulling on the edges. He's already manhandled her leg around his waist, his other hand diving between their bodies to feverishly tear at the laces of his breeches. She cannot even see his face, his body backlit softly by a dull lantern down the alleyway, but she swears she can see the heated glow of his crimson eyes bearing down on her; his fangs glinting ominous ivory in the soft moonlight.

It's one appetite he has developed far more ravenous than his sanguine hunger. The overbearing lusts of man did indeed return to his lifeless body once he offered his soul the Hells, somehow more furious and demanding than when his heart once beat.

It is not the gentle, compassionate, and sensual love she had come to know, but something cruel and domineering that had begun to bloom inside of him like a corpse flower after his ascension. Something fuelled almost entirely some wretched need to possess her, to consume her entirely. Demanding and brooking no argument.

"Stop fighting me," He snarls, his breath hot against her neck. "Give in to your master and let me take what I am owed."

It is not a command, but a warning.

He takes offense to the irrepressible twitching of her muscles against his hips, the way her hand seems not to grasp for purchase, but rather pushes him away from her, her nails twisted twisted in his loose shirt against his shoulder; In the way she angles her face away from his so that his lips graze the tender column of her throat rather than her bloodstained lips where he aims to ravage. Even now, his brows furrow and his eyes darken, a silent demand to acquiesce.

What she does not give willingly, he will take.

Hastily, he handles his trousers just below his hips, pulling down barely enough to reveal himself. His knuckles knock carelessly against her thigh as he tries to angle himself properly, previously existing bruises singing with pain as he thoughtlessly punches against them in his attempt to bully inside as rapidly as vampirically possible.

"Open up for me," He hisses, low and cruel, as if he could command her body itself by word alone. "Let me in."

"Astarion— hurts—"

His hand is clamped too tight on the upper rounds of her leg, his claws dimpling her sensitive flesh and poppying red in their wake. She can feel bruises forming over the flattering of old ones— new ones that will color cosmically in the shape of his fingers— that she will again have to struggle to explain to their companions.

He manages to position himself, ready to drive himself home, newly freed hand coiling around her neck, thumb perched directly beneath her chin to angle her face towards him.

"Oh, does it hurt, sweet thing?"

He begins to sink inside, ignoring her gasps and whines of pain, unable to help the grin that spreads across his lips at the sight of her struggle.

"Do you want me to be more gentle? Softer, perhaps?"

He bottoms out only to pull out and begin the process anew.

"I'm willing to bet it hurt him too, don't you think? Fool that I must be, I unleashed you, a feral little vampiress upon him. Fangs too big for your pretty mouth, so to speak, you practically ripped him asunder, didn't you?"

A lightning strike of guilt rips through to her core, punctuated by another cruel thrust of his hips.

"I'm sure some of that incoherent, drunken mumbling were cries for mercy, hmm? Oh, surely, it must've been. You know what it is to be drained, don't you, little one? The weakness, panic, the fear—"

He tuts her with a condescending click of his tongue, beginning a wrathful rhythm to stifle her words on her tongue before she can speak them.

"—And what kind of master would I be if I didn't step in to help you? To clean up your messes. To teach you the proper way things must be done."

She's deliciously tight, her body constricting around him and squeezing in a way that almost has him breathless. Her muscles massage pleasure from every nerve, coaxing a low moan from the base of his throat.

"And how do you repay my patience? My kindness? My endless love and adoration?"

His hand tightens on the column of her neck, her eyes widening as her breath becomes staccato and labored.

"With disloyalty—" He pulses his hips forward with reckless strength, pummelling into her pelvis so hard that her cry has to be caught and killed in her throat like a fledgling bird. "—and disobedience—" and another and another. '—and impudence—"

"I'm sorry—" She croaks, barely able to muster the will to speak against his palm.

"Are you?" Astarion spits, lip curling into a sneer.

There is a moment of near silence, only broken by the occasional ghoulish shuffling and limping of his minions behind them, and her pained cries that she desperately tries to stifle by biting her lip. He cannot be appeased, and she knows this. He will not be placated by words. He must assert his point.

He takes as he will from her, heedless of her misery; the sheer discomfort of the brick shredding at her back, the strain of the muscles in her legs as he pumps between them, the horrible sting of his cock kissing her cervix over and over and over with bruising strength—

She only limps in his arms. Her way of tucking tail and showing belly.

She grits through the pain, mewling quietly and blinking back tears. Even as he has no need of breathing, he puffs in her face, ragged and husky as he works himself into a frenzy.

"That's it— there's a good girl—" He praises her submissiveness, tenderly stroking her skin. "—Just like that— Give in to me— let me take you—"

It lasts long— too long. By the time he groans, breathy and too loud for comfort, and proceeds to spend himself inside of her, there is nothing left of the nobleman save a smeared pool of crimson on the cobblestone, and the lingering scent of sex and death in the musty air.

"You will learn," He says, panting as he tucks himself away. "Won't you?"

She only nods, quickly wiping a tear away with the side of her hand. He is quick to swat it away, replacing it with his own hand, cradling his palm against her cheek, his thumb swiping the tissue-thin flesh beneath her eye.

"You will," He insists, leaning to place a chaste kiss on her forehead. "You have me here to lead you through it. Much luckier than I was, to be sure. Isn't that right?"

#morgana and friends #a quicky for you #my attempt at writing of late #ah i love to make him a complete bastard #i relate to him in more ways than one but boy do i sure love to twist him

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zoeykallus · 1 year

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Hi! I love your writing style and your stories and headcannons are amazing! I don't know if you've done something like this before, but how do you think the Bad Batch would react to a partner who needed a lot of relationship building before they felt comfortable being sexually intimate?

Aloha! Thank you very much! Always brightens my day to read such things :))

I don't think I have done something specifically like this. But I think I should :))

The Bad Batch x GNReader HC's - A Little More Time

How do our guys handle a partner who needs more time to open up and commit physically?

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Warnings: Mentions Of Intimacy/Strong Language (well, Crosshair)

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Hunter

Yes, he's passionate, he's sensual, but it's not just a sexual thing. Hunter is a passionate cuddler, kisser and above all he is a carer. He is much more concerned with your overall well-being than getting into your pants. He wants you to feel safe and cared for, it's a big part of his love language, his care and patience

"Are you happy?", is a question you might hear occasionally.

Indeed, he will love your body as well, passionately, if you let him, but that's not his overall main goal. Hunter can wait for you, and he will be very soft and sweet the day you finally open up to him. He will show you it was the right decision to trust him with your body and soul, both will always be loved and cherished by him.

Echo

He's got the patience of an angel. Sure he does have urges too, like most human beings, but his not fixated on it like other men might be.

"Whenever you're ready, Cyare, I'm in no hurry, don't stress yourself about it"

All he wants is your love, how you show that to him, is up to you. Echo is easy to please. Soft, chaste, but loving kisses can give his heart wings.

As soon as you decide to go a step further, he'll be happy to take things slow and let you take your time. Echo will be tender and considerate. You can trust him, he will never hurt you or let you down.

Wrecker

If you got this big softy as your partner, you can relax. He admires you and adores you, everything about you. It may be that he tries to seduce you, if you do not tell him from the beginning that you want to take it slow. But as soon as you signal him that you need more time, he holds back. He will never push you.

"I'm sorry you have to wait that long for me".

He will laughingly say, "Mesh'la, I want you to be comfortable with this and trust me completely. If you need more time to do that, that's perfectly fine. It won't kill me, after all, I still have two healthy hands in case of emergency."

Tech

He is an interesting mix. In the beginning he will be very shy himself and need a long time to thaw properly. However, under this reserved shell, actually lies a very passionate and generous lover, but he has yet to find that out himself.

He sees no reason to rush anything, he likes to take his time with you. With Tech, you can talk frankly about everything, any concerns or fears you may have, he will be happy to discuss solutions with you. Tech is much more empathetic than most would give him credit for. He actually finds taking things one step at a time much more interesting than trying to force something headlong.

Sooner or later, you will find it very easy to commit yourself to him and enjoy his hidden passion. As I said, he is a very generous lover.

Crosshair

He is actually very physical and passionate. Crosshair won't understand right away if you back away from his advances and take it slow. He just ticks differently. However, despite what he would have most believe, he is not a complete asshole. Crosshair takes the time to understand what makes you tick and why you made that decision. He will accept it, perhaps grumbling and in his own special way, with a roll of his eyes, but don't feel pressured by it, that's not his intention at all.

Of course, he wants you to feel comfortable and have fun, that is a matter of honor for him. Crosshair could never take pleasure in being intimate with you if you don't enjoy it as much, and he doesn't want you to be afraid of him and his body.

He may not seem as gentle and loving as the others, but he's basically doing the same thing in his own way, being considerate and interested in what you feel.

"Well, let me know when you're ready, kitten".

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

@rintheemolion

@andyoufollowyourheart @clone-whore-99

@brynhildrmimi @kaliel2310

@misogirl828 @tech-deck

@meshla-madalene

@chxpsi

@thebahdbitch

@nahoney22 @ladykatakuri

@darkangel4121

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@hunterssecretrecipe

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lemonxdaisybby · 30 days

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Hello! It's me! The one, request of Nsfw Headcanon of Judgment Boys, Thank you so much!! :) I love it so much! (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠)

If you have free time, Maybe Judgment Boys getting asked by their lover that They wanted have baby which is leads to where the babies come from ;)

Hello again! I’m really glad you liked the NSFW headcanons, and thank you for your requests - I love seeing new asks/requests coming in 💕

I’m not very maternal, so I’m not massively confident with baby related topics (these requests are still welcome though ofc), but I gave it my best go. Also this turned into general ‘wanting a baby hcs’, as I struggled a bit. Hope that’s okay.

Yagami:

Yagami is just gonna fall silent at first, eyebrows shooting up and his jaw dropping slightly. He definitely would not have been expecting you to spring this on him so suddenly, and he probably would be suspicious, wondering if you’re serious or if this is some elaborate prank Kaito has roped you in on.

Once you assure him that no, it’s not a prank, and yes, you really want a baby, he’s just gonna pause and think. He would want to consider it first, debating if you two can afford a baby at the moment and if you have enough space in your shared apartment for a child. It’s a big decision to make, plus Yagami’s life and work isn’t always the most stable.

He would want to have a serious conversation about it with you beforehand. He doesn’t want to rush in to anything that the two of you may not be able to handle. However, once the two of you establish that you have the means to have and care for a baby, he is going to just light up, completely warming to the idea of starting a family. He never quite thought that he would ever start his own family, but he’s surprisingly hopeful of the idea now.

Sex when trying for a baby would almost be more tender and soft. He’d be a lot more gentle/affectionate than usual, and afterwards during post-sex cuddles, the two of you would find yourselves discussing little things about the baby, such as potential names, what kind of family trips you would like to go on, etc.

Kaito:

You are straight up going to render Kaito speechless. His brain is going to need a few moments to catch up to speed, and his face would just freeze as he asks ‘you want a baby?’

When you confirm this with a nod, man is just gonna disappear into the bedroom, quick as a flash. You’d almost think he was trying to make a run for it, until you hear him call out from the bedroom, telling you to hurry your ass up.

Kaito is so down to have a baby, and would be such a good dad. He’s got so much love to give. He’d also secretly think that pregnant bellies are just the cutest thing ever.

Kaito has likely thought about starting a family before, and is fully confident that the two of you will work it all out, and that everything will be fine. He doesn’t really feel the need to have a massive conversation about it.

Kaito has such a high sex drive, and trying for a baby obviously means sex. Horny man sees no downside to this. It is a win-win situation.

Higashi:

Flustered, surprised and confused man. Higashi is baby. Why do you need another one?

He would definitely want to talk it all out first and plan ahead. He’d want to make sure you two can provide for a baby, and have the space, money and resources for one.

He wouldn’t agree to it straight away, and would want time to think about it properly. It’s a big decision, and not something he would take lightly or rush in to.

He would secretly worry about if he would be a good dad or not. Reassure this man. He would be a really good dad, albeit he would be a bit anxious and overprotective at times.

Once he’s thought it through properly, he would approach you for another conversation, telling you that he too would like to start a family. He’d be very nervous, but deep down would be excited too.

Soft, sensual sex would ensue. Higashi would treat you like royalty. His baby mama deserves nothing but the best treatment.

Sugiura:

Cue panicked noises and stuttering. If he’s holding anything at the time of you telling him you want a baby, he would definitely drop it.

It might take Sugiura a while to warm up to the idea of having a baby, and it’s definitely not something he would rush in to. He’s fairly young still, so he hasn’t really considered it much, if at all. Starting a family has never really been a priority for him.

He’d likely suggest getting a pet at first, and that could be your little baby instead, a fur baby.

Once he has thought about it, and has warmed up to the idea of starting a family, he would wait for you to bring it up again, and he would go ahead and confirm that he’s happy to start a family. He would appear very nonchalant about it, and probably wouldn’t appear excited or hyped until you actually fall pregnant.

Probably would tell the guys that the two of you were trying to start a family, which would lead to a very shocked Yagami, Kaito and Higashi, because the baby of the group is going to be having a baby? How did this happen?

#ryu ga gotoku #judgement headcanons #lost judgement headcanons #yagami x reader #takayuki yagami #toru higashi #toru higashi x reader #fumiya sugiura #masaharu kaito

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sweepseven · 1 year

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Which is your favorite act of each circus skill Cirque du Soleil has ever included? Favorite trapeze act, favorite silks act, dance, icarian games, miscellaneous, etc.

Sweet you menace. You knew this would both delight me and derail my day. I am powerless but to respond.

(Disclaimer that categorizing and even identifying all circus acts is both impossible and a credit to the medium itself, this is neither a comprehensive list of acts nor a comprehensive list of my favorites, etc. etc.)

Adagio/acro/hand to hand - Adagio Quatuor, Luzia

Sensual, emotional, graceful expression of conflict, perfect set, perfect song, perfect voice. Check out 3:50-4:13 for what I personally think is the best moment in the entire show. Can't explain it. It just gives me chills every time.

Aerial hoop - Cerceaux, O

There is a lot of great lyra acts in Cirque, some with markedly stronger overall choreography and difficulty level, but this song in this setting, when the brides come in... this one is unmatched.

Aerial straps - Tlaloc, Luzia

Cirque is utterly oversaturated with aerial straps acts. But this one is real magic.

(like a billion more beneath the cut)

Balance - Rola bola, Kurios

How is there no decent video on hand?? Anyway this act is a heart attack no matter how many times you see it.

Banquine - Banquine, Quidam

You already know there's no other. 1:44 if you want goosebumps. The ghost twins are handled with such tender delicacy, and yet they're both totally hollow and interchangeable. Absolutely incredible.

Bars of any kind (Russian, uneven, tournik, high, etc.) - Uneven bars, Amaluna

Very nearly tournik here, but I just love the Amazons so much and feel like this entire show was shafted so I'm sticking with it.

Bungee - Bungees, Zed

There is basically no linkable footage of this act anywhere but it wins because of the set and song. And they're galaxies!!!

Contortion - Contortion, Kurios

Wish I could find decent footage of it onstage because it looks so cool with its proper base and setting. But I just love how energetic this act is, and the skill level is nuts.

Cradle (Russian, aerial, other, etc.) - Bateau, O

Aerial cradle meets parallel bars meets sheer genius.

Dance - Dance Interlude, La Nouba

This was very nearly Dei Ex Machina from Mystere because I'm obsessed with the new Monarch bird, but. There's a chance nothing else in the world matters besides this song.

Diabolo - Diabolo, Kooza

Who's doing it higher, faster, and better than this tbh. Plus his costume is just adorable.

Fire - Fire Knife Dance, Alegria IANL

This artist in particular takes the cake. You can feel his passion and joy. A perfect match for this act and show.

Flying trapeze - Flying trapeze, Mystere

It's categorically the best flying act in the entire world. Really nothing more to it. I've trained with a few people in the act too, so it has a very special place in my heart. 1:33 for an uprise that gives me a heart attack every. fucking. time.

Handbalancing - Handbalancing on canes, Varekai

This act lends itself very beautifully to different moods. I'm particularly fond of this chilly interpretation - La Promise is so mature here, so in control of herself and her surroundings.

Interlude - Dans L'Air, Quidam

Probably guessable. I never shut up about this one. Favorite moment in all of my Cirque experience. There is nothing like those lights coming up bright and hot as the red curtains stretch out, not before not since.

Juggling - Juggling, Amaluna

Love Cali, love Viktor Kee. No one on earth moves like him.

Non-juggling manipulation - Batons, Ka

Misc. aerial - Cloud swing, Quidam

Favorite Cirque act of all time. All time ever. I don't imagine anyone is clicking through all of these but if anyone chose just one, I'd want it to be this. The women with their ropes. Boum Boum trapped beneath the net. The bassist. The fact that Cirque hasn't touched this act once since it was retired in Quidam. Everything about it is perfection.

Misc. other things that swing - Swiss rings, Volta

I'll never forget seeing this live. A real shining jewel in a show that never got to become what it could have been.

Non-juggling manipulation (hoops, batons, ribbons, etc.) - Batons, Ka

Duhhhhh 😁

Russian swing - Russian swing, O

What really makes this act are the tiny interactions between artists. Everyone has a story and a reason to celebrate. The Russian swing itself becomes almost secondary to the setting it creates. Perfect example of a successful ensemble act.

Silks - Aerial contortion in silks, Quidam

Again, are there any others? This act is simply vicious.

Static trapeze - Triple trapeze, Varekai

Again, duhhh 😁. I wanted to be one of them so badly when I was younger.

Teeterboard - Korean plank, Mystere

Kind of a cheat because it's also powertrack but come on this act rules.

Trampoline (wall, power track, etc.) - Powertrack, La Nouba

Utterly devastating in its effectiveness. I truly do not care that today's powertrack acts are a million times more complex or high in skill level. This is precision and simplicity at its finest, and every dash of characterization shows the magic crammed into every moment of La Nouba. So many modern shows have never and could never in their wildest dreams. Lose my shit at 6:50.

Unicycle - Unicycles, Drawn To Life

No real footage because Disney is the worst. I don't even like unicycles and I adored this act.

Wheel (cyr, German, crossed, etc.) - Roue cyr, Corteo

Yet again it's that act/song combo that does me in. The precision this act demands! The bizarre darkness of the entire thing! I'm just obsessed.

Wheel of death - Wheel of death, Kooza

No one else should even try tbh. Even Ka can't match the energy, and the intimacy of the big top takes this act to the absolute maximum.

Wire - Tightwire, Amaluna

I don't really care for wire acts too much but I really liked this one! I was bummed when it was removed. It lent shape to the world in a really nice way.

#I'm exhausted thank you so much for this!!!#super fun #remembered a lot of forgotten faves #cirque du soleil #replies #suddenlyalright

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sabineelectricheart · 7 months

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Catching the Next Ferry Home

Summary: After a prolongued absence, Jack returns to his girlfriend. It is a big night for both of them.

Rating: MA - Content is only suitable for mature adults. May contain explicit language and adult themes.

Words: 2100

Notes: So, who spent last night playing PoOT on the PS5? Just me? Alright-y, then.

Jack had been away from the village for the greater part of the week, but, thank the spirits, he was about to come back. Earlier that afternoon, he had stopped by a payphone to say that he was heading back on the next ferry.

Not a moment too late. Those trips to the city used to be the one thing he enjoyed doing for work, aside from his handcrafting back when he was a bachelor, he had said, and Yuka knew better than to press for details. She knew him to be charming, and there was plenty of talk around town about each other’s life. He, himself, had volunteered some information over their acquaintance that led her to certain conclusions, and he had told her repeatedly how he appreciated the urbanity in her character.

She is not insecure to the point it made her uncomfortable, she had said her goodbyes with a smile and expect to give her hellos in the same fashion. Still, this was the longest they had gone without seeing each other since he had asked her to be his girlfriend, and she is not ashamed to say that she truly missed him over the time he had been away.

The farm girl had constantly found her mind pulled back towards him. Not only worrying for his safety, though of course, that was an ever-present concern, given that she knew how the city was, but thinking about...

Well…

Perhaps that is why, the moment she hears her dog yapping happily on the porch and the handle on the door to her tiny farmhouse, Yuka makes her way immediately to him and absolutely melt into his arms, leaning into his touch like a kitten. She feels his lips curl into his usual smile as he kisses her, and she realizes he had felt her absence much as she felt his.

"My, it feels good to have been missed so much." He murmurs into the barest space between them.

Instead of a reply, she tugs Jack back to her lips by the folds on his jacket, tilting her head to deepen the kiss. He laughs through his nose, but holds his girlfriend close in turn, infinitely glad for her to have the initiative to do what they both wanted.

His tongue flits across her lower lip briefly, and her pulse races as need builds urgently in her lower body. She sighs against him, and the blond man breaks from her, only to pull her by the hand towards her bed. The direct heat of his gaze makes it entirely clear what he has in mind.

Laying among plush blankets, Jack prowls up over Yuka, and before long, he has filled her senses. His tongue drags warm along her neck, leading to a tender spot just below her jaw where he bites down. All the while, his hands trace an indulgent path along the curves of her body before settling at her hips, through which he pulls her firmly against him. A subtle mixture of twelve-hour-old cologne and black coffee against the slight coarseness of his skin sets her head spinning like a contact high, and all she can do is to whimper out his name.

Then, the pioneer farmer feels a hard pressure between her thighs. Her boyfriend’s hips sway sensually against her, grinding his clothed erection along her heat and waking nerves she never realized could be so sensitive. She gasps softly, her fists clenching in his hair and clothing.

"Is this alright, darling?" He murmurs against her ear, the evident lust in his voice barely contained. "I just thought, since we've clearly missed one another... It might be nice to celebrate our reunion."

"Jack, I..." Her shy gaze meets his at last. "I've never..."

If she did not know him so well, Yuka may not even notice how his eyebrows quirk upward in surprise. His eye flickers down her body, then back up to her face, quickly wondering about some scenario that, it turns out, had been made out by his own imagination. He brings a hand to her cheek gently, as though handling fine glass.

"Oh. I could’ve sworn…" He muses softly. "Well, it doesn’t matter. Would you like for me to be your first, Yuka? Tonight?"

The farmer chews at her bottom lip, just a bit nervous, but even more excited. Her virginity was not a moral statement, just a noticeable lack of appealing opportunities from the guys her age in the city, after all, and here Jack is, all appealing and all opportunity. The time has come.

She nods, and takes a breath. "Yes, Jack. I... I want you."

"Then I'll be gentle." He says, and he is at least half sincere.

Clothing comes off in stages, and Jack explores her body at his leisure. Each inch of skin he gains is another pleasurable sensation for Yuka to discover. His skilful tongue flicks at her nipples, his teeth nip down the centre of her stomach, and at last, dexterous fingers slide between her thighs. Her breath catches and her grip on him tightens, to the point it feels almost painful.

His lips nuzzle into the crook of her neck as he whispers, "Relax now, I'll make you feel so good you'll forget to be nervous."

It seems like posturing at first, but then his fingertips press between the puffy lips of her pussy, and it is like electricity through her nerves. Slickened by her arousal, his fingers immediately find her clit and they rub it gently but steadily. Her body arches up from the bed, only to meet his lean body as he leans against her and kisses her deeply. His mouth receives her breathless moans as his touch becomes firmer and her thighs tremble around his hand.

When the woman feels like her tender clit simply cannot take any more stimulation, his fingers trail downward. Two digits gently press at her opening, only entering her the slightest bit, as to allow her to adjust to the new intrusion.

"Mmm, you're so tight, Yuka…" He coos softly, only barely parting from her lips.

His fingers pulse rhythmically inside of her, pushing deeper slowly and steadily, while his hand maintains a consistent pressure against the nerves of her clit. Then, without warning, his fingers curl upward at some indescribable spot, a weakness she had not known, and she gasps and clings to him.

"This is only two fingers, you know?" He continues with that teasing lilt in his voice. "Are you sure that you can take my cock?"

"Jack!" She cries out as he strokes her inner walls more firmly.

His pace picks up as he doubles down on that sweet spot. Then, her legs tense inward, her head tilts back on the pillow, and she feels her climax rush up through her core. With it, he pulls from Yuka gently and slowly, letting her ride it out. As energy lowers, he brings his fingers to his lips. Trailing his tongue along the digits, he savours the taste of her juices with a wolfish grin of pure delight.

As she works to collect herself and steady her pounding heart, Jack leans over her and draws her thighs around his hips. For the first time, she is given an angle to view his body in full. Her face warms as she sizes him up, he is surprisingly athletic, probably due to carrying boxes around the store since he was younger, and had a very smooth peach-coloured skin, interrupted only by a birthmark a ways above his heart.

Then, her gaze travels downward.

His manhood stands long and hard, intimidatingly so. The head was flushed dark and the shaft is decorated with bulging veins. Maybe he was right to tease her about fitting him inside, and she briefly wonders if there had ever been the case that someone refused to take it.

Jack notices the realisation land on his girlfriend’s eye. When he says her name now, it is free of his usual flirtatious effect.

His eye levels on her, and he says, "Remember, just relax and tell me if it hurts."

Yuka nods without a word. Then, she feels the tell-tale heat of his tip pressing between her folds. Warm and wet from her prior climax, they easily part around him, until she feels the slight sting of his cock slowly pushing into her hole. When she looks up at his expression, though, his gaze is fixed squarely at the point where her bodies join. He watches his length gradually sinking into her until he is half-sheathed, then glances up to her face.

She breathes in and give him a weak smile, and he returns it in kind. With the silent confirmation, his hand caresses down her inner thigh as his cock continues to drive deeper into her.

"Spirits, you're beautiful like this. Look at you, taking me like you were made for me." He breathes out a low groan. "You feel wonderful, Yuka. The best in the world."

"You feel... Big..." She manages to murmur it out, shifting a bit beneath him and doing her best to keep her legs spread for him.

Jack chuckles, proud of himself, then hooks an arm under her knee and lifts her leg up as he leans over her, allowing her another point of view. Much to her erotic delight, his hair is messy beyond salvation now, with as much as she ran her fingers over it, but she keeps at it, the sensation of the softness between her fingers giving her a semblance of calm amidst the torrent of erotic sensations and diverging feelings going through her.

At this new angle, he is finally inside of Yuka to the hilt, and his hips begin to rock steadily against her. She is so warm at her core, and so wonderfully, incredibly full. At last, her lover seems to be falling into their shared pleasure as well. His breath is heavy, his hands grip at her hips more firmly, and he seems to be putting all of his focus into steadying his pace.

She feels herself clenching and squeezing around him, and hear him moan out her name in reply. There is something so strangely beautiful about him now. His expression is oddly earnest, perhaps even vulnerable. Her heart thuds heavily against her chest. The blond thrusts deep inside of her, grinding the tip of his cock against that same wonderful spot that drove her to climax not long ago. Once more, she feels that delicious tension winding inside, and she whispers his name.

At the sound, something snaps inside of him. Jack kisses her, hard and passionate, pressing her down against the sheets. She feels the full length of his cock twitch, swelling against her gripping pussy with a surge of pain and pleasure. Whimpering into his kiss, she wraps her arms around his shoulders and hold him to her as she feels her second climax of the evening wash through her, somehow more powerful than the first. With the rush of this release, she slackens against the bed, breathing out his name with worship in her heart and voice.

And not long after, Yuka feels his body tense. The man's hips snap towards her, shoving his length deep into her once, then again, but only twice. Then, his breath catches, and he pulls out from her soaked pussy. With a shock of sudden heat, he spills his cum across her thighs and stomach.

There is so much more than she had imagined. His cock throbs with each pulse of his release that pours out onto her skin, until, at long last, he breathes out and meets her adoring eyes. Panting, he raises a hand to brush a stray hair from her face with a charming, slanted smile.

With a last heavy exhale, Jack falls onto the bed beside his girlfriend. If he is to be received this way every time he leaves, he would still feel unable to go, hoping to replicate the experience again and again without having to spend time away from her bed.

He takes a moment before looking her up and down, then he chuckles and says, "As sexy as you look covered in me, I think we should clean you up."

Yuka give a weak laugh and nod, though she may need a little longer to catch her breath before they make their way to her bathroom. Jack, also in very little of a rush, takes her hand in his and draws it to his lips.

"The afterglow looks wonderful on you, darling."

*_*_*_*_*

Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons Masterlist

Pioneers of Olive Town Masterlist

#harvest moon #story of seasons #jack

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lihiominaa · 3 years

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You are more to me. We create a perfect harmony

#this is too sensually too tender too much for me to handle #just obsessed with it #julie and the phantoms #juke #jatp #too personal to me #overwhelming #mine: julie and the phantoms #jatpedit #jukedit #jukebox #gifs #by lihiominaa

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xiaosmoon · 2 years

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DRUNKEN KISSES

pairings: diluc x gn!reader (reader is wearing a dress & wearing makeup)

warnings: alcohol consumption, kissing, suggestive.

note: happy birthday to meeee 🥳 my contribution to my own collab <3 also queuing this hopefully it works.

diluc doesn't drink often, but when he does, it's bad. he's not one to drink for no reason, but rather it's a desperate escape to get his mind of something. and on this particular evening, his mind was whirred around you.

y/n. y/n. y/n. your name was all he could think of. oh how sweet it sounded when it was coming off of your own lips. he wondered how sweet his own name would sound rolling off your tongue. would it be sweet? would it be—

"you know y/n's upstairs, right? they're not just going to magically appear if you keep repeating their name." kaeya's lighthearted teasing was not something diluc needed right now. but shit, had he really been saying your name this entire time?

diluc drowned the last of his whiskey in one gulp, setting it down on the counter. a valentine's day party, at his own winery, and he didn't even want to he here.

truly the only thing he wanted was you. diluc would never admit that when he's sober, he actually wouldn't even be taking kaeya's advice for once in his life. but he supposed liquid luck was the push he finally needed.

diluc got up from his seat, not sparing another glance at kaeya before trudging his way through people to get to the stairs. thankfully diluc wasn't tripping over his feet considering how much he's drank.

you were the only one that consumed his thoughts at the moment. his only mission right now was to find you, and when he does–

"diluc, are you... drunk?"

oh sweet archons, he wasn't prepared.

his eyes met yours, taking in your beautiful appearance. you were dressed in the most lavish skin tight red dress, your makeup was the perfect amount of sparkly, and your lips... your lips looked so kissable.

diluc didn't seem to notice the concern in your eyes. he inches closer to you, cupping both of his hands around your face. "y/n."

diluc saying your name sent icy chills down your spine. the tenderness of his hold, the little proximity between you, and the lingering sent of his teakwood perfume was all too much for you to handle.

he was drunk, and you were high off of him alone.

"y/n," diluc leaned in closer, resting his forehead against yours. "can i kiss you?"

he didn't have to ask twice. that's all you needed to hear before colliding your lips with his. the kiss was sloppy and slow at first, but you didn't care. all you needed right now was the feeling of diluc's lips on yours.

his hands desperately found their way to your sides, sliding his hands down your body until they landed on your waist. your own hands were tangled diluc's hair, trying to bring him as close to you as humanly possible.

diluc pulled away for a quick breath, before slowly guiding you to the nearest wall. you didn't have time to slow your breathing before diluc's lips devoured your own once more. this time, the kiss was more passionate and sensual. it was the most intimate you've ever been with anyone and you loved it.

it took all of your courage to pull away from diluc. your breathing was heavy, your lipstick was smeared beyond fixing, and a faint line of sweat coated your hairline.

diluc looked godly— your lipstick on his lips, his hair a mess, and his previously crisp and ironed black button up now crinkled from your gripping.

diluc smiled, resting his forehead against yours. "you'll remind me of this tomorrow, won't you?"

"of course," you said breathlessly. "but will you really have already forgotten?"

diluc placed a soft kiss to your cheek. "i don't think i could ever forget something like this. but just in case."

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bas-writes · 2 years

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This work was written for a cancelled event and deleted from Masterlist. Decided to bring it back, without connotations to said event. Apologies for its disappearance, hope you will enjoy!

Character: Zoro Reader: female Word count: 586 CW: explicit N.SFW content, chubby reader, vague mention of spanking

When he said he would help you with the strained muscle, you expected him to carry you to the infirmary—or to awkwardly massage the problematic area at best. And yet, a few minutes after you dropped the package with a painful groan, you are bare naked and sprawled on the huge bed in the girls' cabin, Zoro straddling your thighs and rubbing patient, healing circles all over your exposed back.

Not that you want to complain, though.

“I’ve told you to call me for the heavy stuff,” he grumbles, but the love and care in his touch—and the pulsing cock pressed against your ass—soften the timbre of his voice in your ears. He’s worried and so, so horny he’s barely hanging in there, the sight and feeling of your soft body almost too much for him and his self control.

“It wasn’t that heavy.” A blatant lie, soon to be punished by fingers sinking deeper in your skin, and eliciting a groan of pleasure and relief from you. Zoro grunts, dry thrusts against your buttocks. His hands wander down along the line of your love handles—it has nothing to do with healing anymore, he’s kneading you too obviously to leave any room for doubt.

After all, if he didn’t have anything dirty in mind, he would not strip you both.

Mischievous and teasing, you lift your hips, grind against him, and let out an obscene sound of pleasure. The twitching between your cheeks betrays his thoughts, but one hand comes back to its duty, as if to prove you he’s not as affected as you think. But the other sneaks south, rests on your hip and holds you in place, in a perfect position to hump you as he pleases.

“Sexy,” he mumbles to himself, fingers sinking into your plump flesh, kneading the curve of your hip, then your ass. You can’t see him, but you can almost feel how he stops himself from slapping you at least once. Both of you know well how much he loves the feeling and sight of your ass rippling from his attacks.

But Zoro refrains from indulging himself, for some reason, both hands wander back where they should linger, much to your disappointment and irritation.

“I won’t break, you know?” You huff, pressing against him.

His hands stop.

The tip of his cock is fast to find your slick pussy, with a few missed thrusts he finds a perfect angle and slams into you. You let out a content mewl—he stretches you well and reaches so deep, and his hands are back to their duty, kneading the strained area, lifting you to your peak even faster than the slow, sensual work of his hips.

“Zoro…” You scratch the bedding, arch for him, ready and welcoming. He doesn’t take the bait, his thrusts are calculated, in a perfect sync with his fingers and low, guttural grunts breaking through his sealed lips. The warmth and dampness of your pussy, body spread open for him, vulnerable little noises you make—he adores you like that, left on his mercy, trusting his tenderness.

Even his god-like selfcontrol can’t match the desire he feels for you.

“Y/N...” You suddenly feel him groaning inches over you, chest pressed against your back, arms sneaking around your breasts and pulling you closer. “I want you to scream my name.”

And then he squishes you underneath him, the whole weight of his muscled body pressing you right into the bed as he starts slamming his cock into you.

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min-jpg · 3 years

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pretty boy

Characters: Sub!Childe, Sub!Xiao x Dom GN!reader (separately)

Genre: smut/NSFW, costume play, cussing, begging, spanking, thigh riding, choking, mirror play, degradation (TW: mean asf to Childe and blood included)

Note: writing smut is so different from reading HAHSHFKFE;; since I'm still inexperienced, I decided to experiment with 2 of my favorite boys first. Enjoy!

Now playing: TENDER - Erode

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Childe dressed in a bunny girl suit.

The upper half of his body bent over, his chest heaving on the bed. Childe's arms were bound behind him, shackled together with a handcuff.

Sitting beside him, you sneered at the sight. "Sticking your ass up like a whore. Waiting for someone to fuck you senseless?" Without warning, you swung your arm in wide motion and connected with his ass to spank him. Childe's body jolted from the impact, erupting a heavy moan as well. His bottom half shivering, as if he was wagging his cute little bunny tail that was attached to the costume.

"You liked that? Looking like a bitch in a heat." Smacking him numerous times earned more lewd noises from him.

Childe's breathing labored as he glanced at you. He beseeched with his gaze, waiting in anticipation. He rubbed his thighs together in a hasty manner to augment friction between his pantyhose and erected manhood. "M-more."

You smirked at the bewitched state he got himself into just by your spanks. Feigning a dull expression, "More? Why don't you do something about it yourself?"

Childe gradually stood up, his desperation burgeoning every second. With an ungainly movement, he mounted himself on your thigh. As his length came in contact with your lap, Childe let out another cry.

"I didn't even touch you, slut." You chuckled as you observed him straddling on your thigh. Though, his advance was far from being graceful since he had his hands restrained. You still considered it adorable of him to take the initiative.

Like a rabbit in their heat cycle, Childe rubbed his dick against your skin. His hips bounced back and forth, each stroke bestowing surges of pleasure throughout his body. Mouth agape, Childe does not shy away when it comes to expressing his moans.

You felt chills traversing down your spine as you watch him fuck your lap, his thighs clamping onto yours as if clinging onto dear life. There was something so exhilarating about seeing Childe so fixated on one of your mere body parts. He was eagerly using your thigh as an object to appease his sexual urges.

As his limbs grew restless, Childe lost his balance with nothing to grab. To secure him in place, you rested your hands on the sides of his waist.

You pressed down, causing his cock to burrow further into your skin. Startled by the development in pleasure, his head flew back as he groaned, back arching. Childe maintained his pace as he vigorously grinds against your lap. You assaulted his bared neck with a relentless bite, welcoming every vibration palpitating through his throat coming from his lascivious moans.

Blood trickled down from where you nibbled him, tasting iron in your mouth. Your chest reverberated a dark chuckle when you pulled away to relish the mark you left on the body that tacitly belonged to you.

Tracing the mark with your thumb, Childe eventually lowered his head. Those lustful eyes met yours. You shot back a glare, "Did I ask you to look at me?" Grabbing a fistful of his hair, you forcefully tugged his head back, drawing an alarming yelp from him. "Keep that little head of yours concentrated on grinding, hmm?"

"Y-yes... I'm sorry. Please forgive me." Childe gasped out. You ignored his pleas and resumed to persistently gnawing his neck at various spots.

As you covered his pale neck with bruises, Childe's pitch grew higher. The urgency in his vehement thrusts motioned he was approaching orgasm, "Gonna come!"

Your fingers laced around his neck, "Who said you could?" Tightening your grip, Childe began to choke as his air passage was slowly shrinking.

As his eyes rolled back, Childe continuously beg in between his weeps, "Please let me come! I want to come, so badly! Please, I've been a good boy."

"You're such a dirty whore for me." You grasped a steady grip on his ass and fondled with it, "Hurry up, before I change my mind."

Childe humped harshly against your skin, "Thank you, thank you so much." Even you could feel the severe abrasion forming on your thigh from his efforts.

Achieving orgasm, a puddle formed in between his legs which finally caused him to slow down. His essence oozed under the costume. Childe collapsed forward, forehead resting on your shoulder as he panted, sweat dripping down. He carried on with perpetual murmuring words of gratitude, as if in a trance.

"You dirty, pretty thing."

Xiao dressed in a maid outfit.

His attractive slim neck was embellished with a jade green ribbon that coordinated with the highlight on his hair. Standing in front of a full-length mirror, Xiao shyly concealed his gaze by peering down. He kept his hands occupied by fiddling with the frills from the dress.

You stood beside Xiao as you admired how fitting he looked in that costume, "Lift the dress up." Your voice firm. It was an order, not a request.

Xiao quietly complied with your words, picking up the one side of the hem.

"Do it properly." Your tone grew stern, making Xiao whimper silently to himself and pulled up the dress completely to expose what lies under.

You hummed pleasantly, "So you even wore lace underwear? What a slut." Shuddering him to the core with your mild degradation, it manifested a tent beneath the white underwear.

A frigid breeze made its way through the aperture in his thighs that were exposed, causing Xiao to squeeze them shut. The weights on his legs that wore knee-high stockings shifted from one to another. You leisurely walked behind him, resting your chest on his back.

Your arms snaked around him, enough to make Xiao aroused as he felt sparks from your sensual touch. Burying your head in his shoulder, you immersed yourself in his scent. Your breath tickled his skin, inflicting lust in Xiao even further.

"You're so pretty, such a good boy for me." Muttering praises to make up for your mean bearings earlier, your hands explored his heated body in the process. Viewing the mirror, a damp spot surfaced on his underwear. It was a living exhibit of how turned on he was. Reaching the bottom where his member lies, you slipped your hand into the underwear, earning a yelp from Xiao.

Your fingers danced on his already wet tip, an attempt to provoke him further. Your touch was intentionally brief, never staying too long. His tip never failed to twitch cutely to seize your attention. Xiao desperately thrusts his hips forward, seeking to engage with your hand.

"Impatient? Then beg for it." You whispered into his ear, watching him succumb to your handlings. Raising his head by tilting his chin with your other hand, Xiao's shriveled pupils met your eyes through the reflection of the mirror. His flushed face was accompanied by eyes brimming with tears threatening to spill out.

"P-please... please make me feel good. Please, please, please!" Chant of pleas cascaded from Xiao's lips, his voice quivering. It was almost impossible to resist consuming him whole right on the spot.

"So cute..." You kissed his hair. Seeing how hard he tried, you ought to show some leniency. "Keep holding the dress up for me." Pulling down his underwear, you instantly switched the gear. You worked on stroking his length in a calculated rhythm. Xiao gasped as his knees buckled and his entire body convulsed. You felt his cock pulsating around your palm, signifying how much he craved and depended on your touch alone to send him to his climax.

Xiao mewled and leaned forward. His trembling legs could no longer support him. You took note of this and hoisted him up with a tight embrace around his waist, meanwhile hastening your pace around his stimulated cock. You made sure to also rub the head with your thumb once in awhile.

Succeeding sweet moans coming from Xiao saturated the room as he fits in your name in between, "I'm going, to.. c-come." He formed incoherent sentences in the nigh of his sexual gratification. Xiao instinctively grabbed your arm and let go of the hem. Distressed to hold onto something as pleasure throbbed throughout his body, his nails dug into your skin.

"Going to come for me like a good boy?" You kissed the nape of his neck. He nodded fervently, hips once again jerking forward as he shot strings of cum, permitting one final deep moan in the process. The white substance splattered against the mirror. His moan transitioned to series of pants as he drooled, body slumping, and eventually went numb.

"Look at how beautiful you are."

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rcksmith · 3 years

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Beautiful - Kaz Brekker.

Requests: “Also, the image of Kaz comforting with soft aftercare sobbing hot tears reader after being immensely physically and emotionally overstimulated - lives in my head rent free. Just saying. 💁💁💁”

“29 smut and 4 fluff with the Kaz AU please? Your writing style is ✨immaculate✨”

“hey there! may i request a smut fic on Kaz Brekker x reader with 43, 48 and 54? obviously everything else is your choice :)”

Fluff prompts:

4. “Sweetheart, you’re my entire world”.

Smut prompts:

29. “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”

43. “When we get home I’m cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore.”

48. “I only want to please you.”

54. “Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you.”

Couple: Kaz Brekker/ Fem!Reader.

Warnings: swearing, explicit smut, nsfw, dirty talk, overstimulated, Kaz!soft dom.

Word count: 2k.

A/N: All smut requests for Kaz must follow these rules.

English is not my first language, so I so sorry if have a mistake

Requests are closed. Love you❤️

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Your chest rose and fell frantically, your mouth half-open in a moan or silent scream, your head thrown back on the black pillows, one hand clutching the sheet with the despair of a shipwrecked at sea. The air was hot and heavy and sizzling, the scent of sex and lust had long time flooded the room and now the fragrance only deepened.

His hot tongue licked your most swollen and quivering spot, his lips closing on your absurdly wet crest and sucking with sensual hunger. The electrifying sensation made you want to close your legs for the pleasure and pain of overstimulation. But Kaz kept both hands firmly on your thighs, separating them precisely, allowing him to eat you like a starving man for years. As if he hadn't already fucked you intensely minutes ago.

“Sir!” You moaned loudly, your back arching and hot tears streaming down your eyes.

You sobbed, the sounds already mingling in your stuttering mouth, reducing you to a tearful mess. But Kaz didn't give you relief. His mouth dipped deeper, his lips eating you adoringly, his hands curling around your thigh and pulling you closer. As if it were still insufficient.

“F-fuck-! S -...” Your incoherent scream was lost in throat, sounding absurdly submissive, innocent and desperate.

Brekker chuckled a little arrogantly. The vibration of his laughter hitting your walls so swollen and wet was enough to push you over the edge. The explosion of artifice behind your eyelids make your heart to pound wildly in chest.

Kaz lifted his mouth minutely, looking up at you, his cocky smile still gracing his lips swollen and wet from your orgasm. “ I didn’t know you were so sensitive."

It was a mockery, of course. And you would have rolled your eyes at that bastard if you had the strength. But you were just a mess that was pushed to the bottom of the well, so you just ran your fingers through Kaz's hair, the tears still flowing and the breath coming in a gasp from your lips.

Brekker has always had an overwhelming hunger, especially for you. He already had a controlling and dominant personality, always seen in the highest positions of command, always the boss, and being able to bend you at his feet was such an intense feeling that you never thought it possible for anyone to feel. He was careful at the beginning of the relationship, testing the limits, asking if you were okay and giving you the security password. But as time went on, when Kaz realized that your limit line was too far away, that you loved being tearful mess for him, things got really intense.

And you loved every second. And that's why you provoked so much tonight.

Your smile was mischievous, filled with that facade of fake innocence and prickly puppy dog eyes. Your dress was tight and silky black, hugging your curves the way you knew Kaz couldn't control himself.

You were excited to overwhelming levels. Kaz had been traveling on business for the past three days and you felt much more needy than usual. And he had rules, explicit rules that involved you not can’t to touch yourself alone, your orgasms were his, so seeking relief with yourself wasn't an option.

And now he had arrived and needed to prioritize what the Crows were telling him about what had happened while he was gone. Normally, you would have understood. Kaz was an absurdly busy man, but you couldn't wait any longer. When he called you saying he was arriving at the crow club, you dressed immaculately and went to wait for him there, like just a like a girlfriend who was missing him. Not like a little devil who had much more impure intentions.

You realized that had successfully carried out your plan from the way Kaz looked at you the second he saw you. With hunger, visseral desire and sinful lust. He looked at you like he wanted to devour you. Brekker and you tried to keep up appearances for the rest of the gang, in a fiery game that only the two of you knew. But his hand was glued around your waist the entire time, in a possessive touch.

You had even been distracted a little more by Jesper's jokes when a voice, warm and sinful, whispered huskily in your ear: “When we get home I'm cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore.”

The two of you already lived together, and Brekker lavished himself on that luxury by banging your back on the door when getting home. In an aggressive kiss, permeated with lust and longing, your body was already hot and you could feel panties wet without him even touching you right.

"I missed you." You whimpered into his mouth, your arms wrapped around his neck as you purposely pressed your breasts against his male chest. "I only want to please you."

"You have no idea how much I missed you." His mouth dipped into your once more, his hands roving possessively over your body.

“I doubt.” You stubbornly teased, just because you wanted more attention. More attention from him.

Kaz smiled that dissolute sideways smile, bringing a hand up to your throat and giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you.”

He had already made you come three times. Fucking you and eating you like an insatiable man, never feeling satisfied to see his own cum ooze out of you or feel you cuming.

"Fucking good slut." Another slap was delivered to your left thigh, followed by a possessive squeeze.

Kaz was on top of you again, slamming his mouth into yours in a fierce way, making you taste your own taste. It wasn't a pretty or elegant kiss. Tongues danced at once and your cum mixing with saliva. You sobbed loudly, your hands on his chest, the tears running hot and mixing with your smudged mascara. You were a tearful mess, exuding that submissive innocence. And the way you were vulnerable and at his mercy only fueled his hunger.

Kaz Brekker wanted more.

"Are you going to take my cum inside you like a good girl?" His voice was warm and lusty.

You stuttered, your breath burning in your chest and your pussy swollen with aching clit.

"D-daddy." You whimpered “I-I don't know if I c-can.” Your waist moved to his, and a broken moan escaped as your rubbed against his throbbing cock.

“Oh my poor baby.” His mouth was on your again, his cock rubbing against slippery entrance and swallowing your moans and sobs.

You two had a security password, and Kaz knew damn well you remembered and were perfectly lucid to say it. But the truth was, you didn't want to. You liked hunting, you liked the game, you liked being helpless in his arms and being used like a doll. And you knew Kaz knew that.

"Can't you handle my dick?" He tasted you, the tip of his cock pressing into your entrance.

You threw your head back, a moan along with a loud sob escaping your mouth and hot tears flowing in a steadier rhythm. Your hands were trembling against his chest, breasts rising and falling desperately with your panting breath. You shifted your waist, and Kaz used it to sink deep inside you.

Your scream came broken and fighting breath. Brekker bit his lip hard for the overwhelming pleasure it was to see you like this, feel you like this, enter your pussy and feel you throbbing strongly and sucking his cock inside.

"Fucking hell!" It hit your G-spot, and you felt a sob choke in throat.

Kaz hit again and sank down as far as possible, touching the tip of his cock to the mouth of your uterus and pouring all the hot cum there. For the second time that night.

"Fuck- Daddy!" You squinted your eyes and the scream was caught in your throat by your panting breath.

You pussy burned from overstimulation, her clitoris extremely sore and swollen. The hot tears flowed continually, and you buried your face in the crook of Kaz's neck, whimpering.

"My little princess." Kaz's warm arms encircled you, tracing lazy circles with his thumbs across your warm skin. “You did so, so good. Taking it all like a such good girl.”

You hiccuping. Your legs and hands trembling, your pussy swollen and throbbing. You breath burned in chest and you could have sworn your womb felt filled with Kaz's cum. As if the deep he poured into you, as deep as possible, had reached his goal and filled you up. Completely.

Kaz pulled his dick out of you gently, but pulled your panties back between your legs to keep his cum from leaking out. A realization that made you both moan softly.

“We don't want it to drain do we?" He sprinkled a little kiss on your trembling lips, his right hand wiping the tears from your cheek and holding your face sweetly. “Will you hold my cum inside you like a good girl?”

Even weak and sobbing, you nodded, bending your head to his touch and rubbing your cheek in his hand. Kaz lay down beside you, wrapping his arms around your shivering body and pulling you lovingly into his chest, brushing the strands of sweat from your forehead and wiping away your hot tears with his thumbs.

"My beautiful girl."

Kaz ran his hands over your body in a tender, gentle touch, soothing the trembling in your legs. Pampering your warm skin with loving sweets, splashing a few kisses on youd cheeks and gently nuzzling your hair.

"Sweetheart, you’re my entire world" a kiss to the bridge of your nose was poured "You know that don't you?"

"I know, Kassy." Your voice was low and tired, breathing starting to settle.

You and your body both protested when Kaz got up from the bed and picked you up. His warm arms accommodated you like they were the best refuge in the world, and you were already dozing off when you realized you had been placed in a tub filled with hot water.

You let out a loud moan of complete satisfaction, and Kaz laughed.

“Yeah, I thought you might like that." He played with you and you chuckled softly.

Your eyes remained closed throughout the process. Kaz's hands slid the soap over your skin with such care and affection that you felt a huge wave of love settle in your chest. He kept going through the process, shampooing and creaming your hair and placing his flap-shaped hand over your eyes, preventing the water from falling out when he rinsed the products.

You opened your eyes a few seconds after your hair was clean, and his gaze shifted to your face.

“Hey you.” Kaz smiled and you smiled back.

“I love you.” It was the only way you could find to express everything you were feeling right now.

Kaz sensed the intensity of your feelings by your gaze, and dropped a small kiss on the tip of your nose as he said, “I love you too, Dear. Now let me dry you.”

A/N: what can i say? i am a whore. HAHAHAH anyway, besties, i've opened the tag list now so let me know if you want to be added. Requests are closed. Love you.

Tagged: @glowingatdawn

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