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puppy!bf who loves his little bunny gf. loves chasing her around their apartment and then pining her down. puppy!bf who humps bunny gf like the roles were reversed. puppy!bf who bites on his little bunny’s scruff, marking the area as his. he loves his little bunny. puppy!bf gets seperation anxiety so please don't keep his bunny away for long or he'll start to helplessly hump the furniture. puppy!bf who can only cum looking into your little bunny eyes. puppy!bf loves to flick your cottontail and then giggle, and thinks your pout and thumps are so cute! puppy!bf who wags his tail whenever he sees you he just loves you so much.

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Waking up to the sound of deep grunts and resounding moans coming from your monster s/o who is feverishly feasting on your wet pussy. Pleasure warms your body, as you feel slick gushing out of your cunt, making you moan audibly. Once they realize, you've woken up, they begin to babble excuses as to why they needed to taste you.

“You were moaning in your sleep, and y-you smelled soo fucking good. I-I couldn't stand seeing you like that! Mmm- wanted to help you.”

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Fallen angels… still so beautiful, but lacking the purity of their brethren in heaven.

They have desire now, lust so powerful they fall to their knees and cry out for relief. They feel hunger and pain, it’s almost unbearable.

Taking in a fallen angel isn’t advised. They attach themselves to the first person they see. The poor things are like lost souls, latching onto whoever shows them kindness as they struggle to adapt to a body that feels.

Anger, hatred, jealousy, lust, happiness, love… every emotion is new and terrifying. Every part of their body needs to be thoroughly explored and explained to them.

Touching them for the first time, teaching them what pleasure feels like, showing them how it feels to make someone else feel good.

Watching their cock twitch with need, a desperate plea for something they don’t know they want. Procreation isn’t natural for angels, they don’t even understand it.

But here they are, messily moving their hips against yours, drooling on your shoulder as they beg.

What are they begging for? They don’t know, all they can do is whisper “please, please”, over and over.

And when they cum, it feels like utter bliss. You’re so fucking warm and soft, they never want to let go.

After being thrown out of heaven, you’re as close to divinity as they’ll ever get.

Thinking thoughts… idk…

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okay but what a fallen angel who you happen to stumble upon all bloody and bruised. and we must take him home to care for him and oops somehow we end up in his lap taking care of him in other ways…

poor thing. pathetic and wretched. He doesn't deserve your soft touch, but he accepts it anyway. who cares if he's being selfish right now, greedy and sinful. He's already fallen, how much worse can it get? you treat him the best you can, his injuries heal on their own, but he doesn't tell you that. He like your touch, and the way you coo at him that "this might sting a little bit". It does sting but he doesn't mind. He's fascinated by this new sensation of pain. Injuries never touched him before in the heavens. it's... not good, but it is fascinating.

His wings heal, and work again but the feathers turn black, marking his fall. You should be disgusted with him, he's defied his master, and now he's something unholy. You seem fascinated by his wings, running your fingers through his soft wings, and telling him how pretty he looks. and your laugh, heavens above, your laugh is sweeter than any church bells, he thinks he'd do anything to hear you giggle for him and see you smile.

He's obsessed with your touch, with the warmth your hands bring. He doesn't know what "touch starved" means until you explain it to him but it perfectly describes him and how he feels. He's an angel, not a human, he shouldn't need skinship like you do. but he does crave it. he doesn't want to let you go when you hug him. he finds himself pressing his face into your palm, forcing you to cradle his cheek the way you did that first night when you found him.

As an angel, all be it a fallen one, he's never had sex but he wasn't born yesterday. Lust has always been a temptation he struggled with. He knows what it means when his heartbeat quickens every time you're near. he knows he wants to kiss you, touch every inch of you, fuck you. He's aware of his own carnal desires, he's just so used to denying these wants he isn't sure how to act on them.

He truly does have pure intentions when he pulls you onto his lap. holding you in his big arms. But then you shift a little too much and your mouth is already so close to his... you'll take care of him, right? you'll take his big cock and make him cum like he needs, right? you're his savor, and now bringing him to ecstasy like this, He'll gladly devote himself to you, just keep riding him like that.

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content: gender neutral reader, religious themes, blasphemy, NSFW, horror

Something is wrong with your beloved Angel, yet you cannot place the dreadful feeling in the depths of your stomach. Perhaps you weren't made to comprehend such divine truths.

5. Honour thy father and thy mother

It was birthed from the void of the Heavens. No parent governs over its will. No being controls its resolve.

Father...? The word rings and echoes across ancient times, forgotten eons. It does not remember its meaning. All it knows is you, and you are enough.

4. Remember the sabbath day, to keep it holy

"Six days you shall labor, but the seventh day is the Sabbath of the Lord, your God." Of course. The law is clear, or at least it should be. Its mind navigates the meaning, suddenly engulfed by a mysterious haze.

Six days it labors, it serves, it worships. It exists for you, to please you and fulfill your desires. Your wish is its command.

Six days of creation. It has been molded just for you, to fit all the nooks and corners of your body and soul. You have taught it how to love, how to crave, how to need. It starves for your touch.

3. Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy God in vain

"Oh, God", you cry, clinging to the holy beast. It shivers in raw bliss, its many hands embracing your lewd body, drooling and panting in unquenchable desire. Its mind is possessed by one singular thought: to breed you, to own you, to fuck more profanities out of your pretty, little mouth.

The word swirls inside its head, baptized to a new sense: God is when you reach your peak, when you're within its voracious hold. Your trembling hands reach for the horns.

2. Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image

It yearns to create, to be the architect for once. Your home is littered in unfinished pieces: bizarre, geometrical paintings, abstract statues chiseled in most refined detail, music sheets of notes foreign to your human ears. All of them have something in common - it's how the Angel perceives you.

You fill up its senses, and the essence drips onto its works of art. It gathers the objects of worship together, like the outline of an altar, like an inviting chamber of prayer.

1 Thou shalt have no other gods before me

The abyssal creature bows before you, its many eyes devouring your form. The long, black claws reach out, like a beggar scraping its way out of the depths of ennui.

You're a blessing from the Heavens.

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humping my hand isn't enough I want his thigh

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I miss his hands toying with me....

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I need him I can't do thissss

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I neeeeeddd friction

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I wanna grab his tits while I ride him

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I wanna use him while he sleeps

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heavy on this since my puthy bweeding

Please use my tits as a stress reliever toy and grope my body while you're at it ♡

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Please, please praise me as you ram me onto the bed mercilessly as I'm too cock-drunk to respond coherently... or degrade me, too. Both work fine ♡

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Giving you head under the desk as you do work on the computer, try to stay focus ♡

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neeed to sit in your lap, being fed a joint slowly passed back and forth … my brain already so fuzzy i don’t even notice that you only take a few hits while im stoned out of my fucking mind. slowly grinding my hips against you without realizing, desperate for friction with every puff of smoke .. ur hands massaging my thighs and hips but never going lower till you give me another hit, then shove your tongue down my throat and kiss me until i bleed .. tell me what ill cum grinding against your thigh like a good boy or not at all. good little slut puppies only get your thigh, have to hump your leg like a mutt in heat. im so high and horny and desperate that it doesn’t matter, i’ll follow directions and cum over and over again. til you finally let me go, knock me to my knees and shove my head between your thighs. keep me there for hours and hours while im too high to think, to do anything except eat you out. blow puffs of smoke and wrap my lips around your warm wet cunt. fuck

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Vampire bites all over her tits, stomach, thighs, neck, crotch, and arms. Sexy little blood bags look more seductive with tons of visible marks. Lets others know they're currently being dined on/toyed with, and the visible scratches and bruises prove she's claimed. It'd be suicide to try to flirt with her or take her. She should just be left alone to be drained and mated.

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Thinking about telling them that I need a nap after a long and busy day, and asking them to wake me up after some time. I lean in to give them a kiss on the lips before heading to our bedroom. I get comfortable under the blanket, a wave of excitement and nervousness washing over me because I saw that glint in their eyes.

They knew for a long time that I wanted to be played with while asleep and I have an idea of how they just might want to wake me up from the nap. I can't help but get wet thinking about it while I fall asleep.

The next time I am aware of my surroundings, I can feel the heat of their body behind me. They're pressing hungry kisses on my neck, knowing how wild those drive me, and I can't help but moan as I start to feel what else they're doing to me.

We're spooning but their hand, that usually would rest on my stomach or hips, was very much at work. Their fingers are playing with my wet pussy, mostly focusing on teasing my clit. They have it trapped between two of their fingers, moving it between them and making me buck my hips.

They're rougher than I usually am with myself, but fuck, that's an another thing that drives me wild as well. Even if I can't stand such roughness for long, them teasing me like that makes me so desperate for more of their touch.

I can feel that I'm soaked, and I don't know for how long they have been playing with my clit between their fingers before I woke up, but that only makes me more wet.

Little words of praises fall from their lips between the neck kisses and I push my hips towards their hand, wanting, no, needing more of them. More of their hand, more of their fingers, more of their praise and calling me their good girl and good boy, more of them doing whatever the hell they want to me while I just take it.

I think that this is the only way I want to be woken up from this point on.