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When it rains (Ring x reader)

Kinktober 2024 — Day 16. Pegging/Anal | First Time

Words: 3440

Tags: NSFW! MDNI! Ring being the shy little bean he is; oral sex (suitor receiving); vaginal sex; unprotected sex; consent is sexy; established relationship; female reader.

The weather is perfect. The sky is a clear blue, not a single cloud in sight, and the sun shines brightly. You choose a summer dress and tie your hair up in a high ponytail, ready for your date with Ring. Always the gentleman, he insists on picking you up at the castle, blushing furiously after Will’s knowing smile and Roger’s teasing remarks. You chuckle and quickly drag him outside before he combusts from his own embarrassment.

Dating Ring has proven to be one of the easiest things. He’s kind, always eager to please you, and constantly curious to learn more about you. He planned the entire date, and you happily follow his lead. A stroll through town; window shopping, where he buys you a new hairpin that he says complements your look for the day; sitting in the park to watch the bustle of the city and the evening fall; and ending the day with a lovely dinner at your favorite restaurant.

When you leave the restaurant, pinkies intertwined, you’re both caught by surprise. It starts as a light drizzle, and suddenly turns into a torrential downpour. You both run to seek shelter and avoid getting more soaked than you already are. He glances around, searching for a carriage, his brow furrowed.

“It’s okay, Ring,” you reassure him with a squeeze on his shoulder when you notice he’s upset. “At least it rained when we were already heading home. It didn’t ruin anything.”

“I suppose,” he pouts, and you can’t help but chuckle lightly before giving him a quick peck on the lips, making him blush. “W-we should go to the palace. It’s closer. The carriage probably won’t be able to ride through the forest in this rain. Is that... okay?” He looks at you, uncertain.

“Yes, no problem,” you nod and smile, squeezing his pinky with yours.

“Alright, good. I’ll find us a carriage. B-but f-first…” He takes off his jacket and drapes it around your shoulders. “Please put this on. A-and button it up…”

You’re confused for a second, then you look down and realize your summer dress is clinging to you, almost completely see-through because of the rain. You suppress a chuckle at how adorable Ring can be as you finish buttoning up, his soothing scent enveloping you.

It takes a while for him to find a carriage, and he’s absolutely soaked by the time you’re both riding to the palace. When you arrive, he doesn’t stop anywhere; he heads straight to his bedroom without a second thought.

“You go take a warm bath,” he instructs, pointing to the adjoining bathroom as he heads to his closet.

“What about you?” you ask, standing in the middle of the room.

“I’ll use another guest room,” he replies, handing you a change of dry clothes.

There isn’t much to be done since you don’t have any clothes here, so you’ll have to make do with one of his shirts and pants. He leaves before you have time to say anything, so you decide to do as he asked. You’re cold, and your teeth are starting to chatter; if you don’t warm up soon, you might actually get sick.

The bathroom is as organized as the bedroom, and soon it’s filled with steam from the hot water and the scent of Ring’s soap. You try to be quick, and soon you’re drying yourself and putting on the clothes he gave you. When you leave the bathroom, you find Ring waiting for you. His eyes roam over your body, and he blushes instantly.

“I-I-I... I brought you tea,” he stammers, pointing at the mug on the coffee table. “To help you warm up.”

“Oh!” You walk over to him, beaming. “Thank you!”

“You’re welcome…” He shifts his gaze between your eyes and the wall behind you, making you raise an eyebrow at him. “I-I’ll be going now. Have a good night.”

“Huh? Wait!” You reach for his wrist, and he flinches at your touch. This doesn’t go unnoticed, and you frown. “Why are you leaving? Are you okay?”

“... Yes…”

“Try sounding convincing now.” You let go of his wrist and move to stand in front of him. He looks at you through his bangs, his cheeks still flushed. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he replies in a low voice.

“Ring…”

“It’s nothing, I promise.”

“Mmm, fine.” You assess him from head to toe and sigh. “Now, why are you leaving? Isn’t this your bedroom?”

“Yes, but... you should stay here. I’ll go to another guest room.”

“This isn’t right! This is your bedroom. I should be the one going to another room.” You move to grab your tea and change rooms, but now Ring is the one holding your wrist.

“N-no... the other room…” He doesn’t want to admit that he actually doesn’t want you wandering around the hallways looking like that… Wearing his clothes and—

“Ring, this is your room! I won’t let you leave,” you frown and sigh. “Do you mind staying with me then?”

“What?” His lake blue eyes widen, and his fingers clench around your wrist.

“Well, none of us want the other to leave this room. So... stay here with me,” you smile softly. He wants to refuse. He wants to say he shouldn’t. He wants to let go of your wrist and run out of his bedroom. But he can’t do any of that. He just stands there, frozen. “I guess it’s settled then,” you chuckle.

You go to grab your tea before it gets too cold, pulling him softly by the hand still wrapped around your wrist. He lets you guide him, knowing he’s lost this battle and that there’s really nothing he can do now.

He just hopes to survive the whole night, since he knows he probably won’t be able to sleep.

The rain still falls outside as you go to bed, the pitter-patter against the window is the only sound in the room for a while. Ring once again tries to convince you to let him leave when you lie down in his bed, and the look you give him is enough for him to know that there’s no more discussion about it. He simply closes his mouth and lies down with you, as close to the edge of the bed and as far from you as he can, his cheeks burning.

You both lie there, awkwardly staring at the ceiling for long minutes, unsure whether you should say something or just close your eyes and sleep. You glance at Ring and notice his whole body is tense; he’s practically not blinking. It’s endearing to see him freaking out so much just from sharing a bed with you.

Ring can feel your gaze on him, and it doesn’t help at all. His mind is already reeling; he doesn’t need anything to make it worse! But you probably don’t know that. You’re likely just worried about him and why he’s been acting weird ever since you left the bathroom in his clothes. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart and soothe your worries. Maybe if he stays like this and relaxes a little, you’ll see that nothing is wrong.

From the corner of your eye, you notice him trying to get more comfortable and relax. You glance at him once more, thinking he has fallen asleep, admiring the way his long eyelashes curve, how his face is so serene, how his chest moves with every breath, and how his hands rest on his stomach. You reach for him in an attempt to intertwine your pinky with his to fall asleep, but he jolts at your touch, his head whipping around to look at you.

“Sorry,” you murmur with a sheepish smile. “I just wanted to hold pinkies.”

He debates for a while about whether he should do it, ultimately deciding there’s no real problem with it. Ring turns onto his side, now facing you, and rests his hand underneath him on the mattress with his palm up. He closes his other fingers, leaving only his pinky extended for you. His whole face is red again, but he manages to give you a shy little smile. You return the gesture and reach for his pinky, interlacing it with yours and giving it a light squeeze.

You stare at each other for a while. His lake blue eyes are darker in the dimly lit room, but still as beautiful as ever. You both move at the same time and only realize it when you feel each other’s breath against your faces.

He looks into your eyes, then at your lips. “C-can I kiss you?” he whispers, his gaze returning to yours.

You nod with a gentle smile, thinking how adorable it is that even after a few months of dating, he still asks for your permission to kiss you. Ring closes the gap, his lips landing softly on yours. His pinky squeezes yours as his other hand moves to the back of your head, deepening the kiss. You sigh when his tongue meets yours, and you shimmy your body closer to his.

Your leg drapes over his hip, resting there as he slides his hand from your hair down your body to your thigh, leaving a burning trail before giving it a squeeze. You let out a whimper, and he instantly breaks the kiss, pulling his hand away from you.

“I-I’m sorry, did I hurt you?” he asks, looking at your face with genuine concern. You want to laugh at how adorable he can be, but you hold back, afraid it might be interpreted the wrong way.

“No, you didn’t. I liked it.” You brush his bangs from his face to get a better look at him, a soft smile on your lips. “That was an approving sound.”

Your fingers tangle in his hair as you kiss him again before he can say anything. His hand returns to your thigh, squeezing it once more, and you move your hips against him. You feel him getting hard, and you do it again, this time earning a whine from the blue-haired man. His hand slides to your ass, pulling you closer. You call his name in a broken moan, and he thinks that’s the most beautiful way you’ve ever called him. He wants to hear more; he needs it. But he isn’t sure how to proceed...

He ends the kiss with a light peck and rests his forehead against yours. His lake blue eyes stare intently into yours, as if he’s trying to look into your soul.

He calls your name softly, biting his lip nervously. “Y-you know that I… um, I’ve never…” He pauses, taking a deep breath, and you wait patiently for him to finish, even though you know what he’s going to say. “You’re my first girlfriend. And I’ve never… d-done it…” His last words are barely audible.

“I know,” you nod. His cheeks turn redder, and you chuckle softly as you caress his face with your fingertips. “Are you trying to tell me that you want to?”

He stays silent for a moment, thinking about it, and then he nods once. “I want to please you and hear you… I-I-I-If you want to!”

“I do,” you smile and give his lips a gentle peck. “Just let me know if you change your mind.”

You roll over him, straddling his lap, and kiss him passionately. He returns the kiss with equal intensity, his hands instantly finding their way to your thighs. You grind your hips against his, feeling his already hard cock. Pulling away from the kiss, you sit up, finding that this position allows for better movement. He whimpers, wanting more of that feeling. He slides his hand to your ass, pulling your hips down as he bucks his up. His whole body burns like never before; his breath is ragged, and it’s as if he can only see and hear you.

With uncertain movements, Ring reaches for the buttons of the shirt you’re wearing, but stops midway to look at you. You understand the silent question in his eyes, reflecting his insecurity about doing something wrong, and you smile. You take his wrist and gently place his hand over your breast, feeling how it tenses and then relaxes. You reach for the buttons and start to undo them, each new piece of skin revealed serving as a reminder to the blue-haired man beneath you that he didn’t have any undergarments to lend you.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, his fingertips tentatively brushing against your bare skin as you finally toss the shirt aside.

While he slowly explores your soft skin, you tug at the hem of his shirt, and he sits up to help you take it off. Now that he’s close to your breasts, he lets his instincts and desires guide him, cupping your breast as he laps at your nipple. Ring looks at your face, gauging your reaction and searching for some sign that this is okay. You smile, one hand squeezing his shoulder in reassurance while the other tangles in his hair. That’s enough confirmation for him, and he licks your nipple again and again before taking it into his mouth and sucking.

“Ring…” you sigh his name, rolling your hips. You tug on his hair, and he groans softly, letting go of your nipple.

“I’m sorry—”

“It felt good,” you cut him off. “Too good. But I want to focus on you for your first time.”

His face burns bright at your words, and he can only nod in agreement. You gently nudge his shoulder, making him fall backwards. Sliding off his lap, you shift to sit between his legs. You take off the rest of your clothes and unbutton his pants, smoothly pulling them down. His cock springs free, and you take a moment to admire it — he’s bigger than you thought.

You don’t know what expression you’re wearing, but Ring clears his throat, pulling you out of your thoughts. “W-What?” He seems nervous, and you don’t realize why until he speaks again. “You’re staring a lot…”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you more nervous.” You caress his thigh in small circles with your thumb, a smile on your face. “You’re just… bigger than I expected.”

“Oh…” He blinks, then hides his face with his hands.

Your smile widens as you lean in, flattening your tongue against him from base to tip. His breath catches, and his hands instantly fly away from his face to grip the pillow beneath him, his eyes now fully focused on you. The blue-haired man watches, entranced, as you swirl your tongue around the head and slowly sink his cock inside your mouth. He lets out breathy whines, trying to calm himself so he doesn’t cum on the spot just from watching it disappear into your warm mouth. But when you start to bob your head, your tongue gliding over the vein underneath his cock, he doesn’t know if he has the strength to hold back.

His deep voice calls your name oh so softly now, already out of breath, and you haven’t even started.

You bring your hand to the middle of your legs, your pussy already wet from witnessing his honest reactions to your touch. You easily slide two fingers inside as you go down on him, until he hits your gag reflex. You moan, the sounds reverberating through his whole body, and his hand flies to fist your hair. You fix your eyes on his, pulling your head back until just the tip is inside, pressing your tongue against his slit. Ring arches his back, his hips bucking up without him even realizing it. His body tenses more and more, as if an electric shock is coursing through him, ready to explode. But before he can feel more, you let go of his cock with a pop.

He whines in a way he never thought he would, already missing your warmth, but his desires are sated when he sees you climbing onto his lap again. Your drenched pussy rubs against his cock, and he already knows this will be far more intense than your mouth.

“Are you ready?” you ask, and he nods vigorously.

Aligning his cock to your entrance, you place your hands on his chest as you start to sink down. Your pace is slow for both of your sakes, and he doesn’t know if it’s better or worse. Every second is like an eternity, and he feels like he’s losing his mind, feeling your warmth enveloping and fluttering around him like this. His hands grab your thighs, his fingertips digging into your soft skin, and you finally sheath the rest of him inside you.

His cock fills you completely, stretching you in the most delicious way. You take a moment to adjust to his size and roll your hips, and he lets out a moan that he doesn’t even recognize as his own voice. You bounce, and he knows he’s fucked in every sense of the word. This feeling is addictive. With every move you make, Ring shudders under your palms. It’s almost too hard to maintain control.

His hands fly to your ass, and he bucks his hips to meet you halfway, going deeper. His body is ablaze, feeling you so close to him, moaning and trembling on top of him, knowing he’s the reason for your pleasure. It fills him with happiness, intensifying the moment as he holds you tightly, his mind completely lost in the connection you now share.

You feel his cock twitching inside you, and you think he’s probably close. You take one hand to your clit, rubbing it the way you like, clenching around him. His lake blue eyes follow your movements for a moment, and then he snatches your hand away, replacing your finger with his — he’s eager to please you, and what better way to learn than by doing it himself? This gives you more movement, and as you change angles just a bit, you find it.

His cock hits your sweet spot, and you throw your head back, moaning his name so loudly that he almost remembers the other bedrooms are close and that you should try to keep it down. But he actually loves the way you call his name, filled with so much love and desire. His cock throbs, and that familiar feeling in the pit of his belly returns. Ring calls your name in a growl as he looks up at you, desperation glimmering in his eyes.

“I’m close too,” you moan. Your thighs are burning, but you find the energy to keep going and accelerate just a little more. “You can... ngh... inside…”

You don’t need to say more; your permission is enough to send him over the edge. He shuts his eyes tightly, his eyebrows furrowing, and his mouth opens in a moan of your name. The hand on your thigh digs into your skin as his cock throbs and spills inside you, continuing to buck his hips, riding out his orgasm while trying to coax yours out as well.

His fingers pause for just a moment on your clit as he cums, but then he returns with even more fervor. Being filled by Ring and touched in this way is enough to send you over the edge too. With a loud, drawn-out moan, you cum on his cock, your pussy clamping down hard as you try to milk him dry. Watching you like this, knowing it’s all because of him, is almost enough to make him hard again.

You carefully pull out and slide down from his lap, falling beside him and hugging him close as you both catch your breath. His arms wrap around your lower back, holding you protectively as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck.

“I love you,” Ring whispers, so softly that you almost don’t hear it.

“I love you too,” you reply, bringing your hand up to caress his hair.

You stay like that for a while, enjoying each other’s warmth and basking in the afterglow, until you feel his cock twitching against your thigh. His hand moves to the back of your knee, pulling your leg over his body. You feel soft kisses trailing along your neck and his hands exploring your skin as he tries to memorize the spots you like being touched.

“Again…” he whispers, his voice thick with desire.

Outside, the rain continues to fall, but neither of you cares. You have far better things to focus on.

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#welcome to en server ring!#self reblog

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natimiles · 6 days ago

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Sweetly (Ring x reader)

Kinktober 2024 — Day 11. Mirror Sex | Oral

Words: 905

Tags: NSFW! MDNI! oral sex (suitor receiving); slight gagging; established relationship; female reader.

“I’ll take care of you. Can I?” you asked, breaking the kiss and gently nudging his chest to guide him to sit on the bed.

“Y-yes…” Ring whispered, nodding shyly as his face flushed bright red.

“My good boy deserves a reward, after all.” You smiled, cradling his face with one hand as your thumb gently caressed his red cheek.

His breath caught in his throat, fingers gripping the sheets beneath him. You pressed your body against his to kiss him again, deeply and demandingly. Your hands moved to his jacket, sliding it off his shoulders before tossing it to the floor. You broke the kiss to remove his undershirt, your nails lightly grazing his skin as you lifted it, watching him shiver and tremble.

His lake-blue eyes darkened with anticipation, following your every move without blinking as you slowly knelt between his legs. You unfastened his belt and unbuttoned his pants, and Ring lifted his hips to make it easier for you to remove the clothing, which you tossed with the others.

You placed your hands on his thighs, your eyes traveling up his naked body as you smiled innocently at him. Then, you leaned in, making a show of softly licking the tip of his cock, admiring how he shuddered beneath your palms.

“So sensitive,” you murmured, blinking as your gaze returned to the member right in front of your face.

You brought your tongue back to the tip of his cock, swirling it around. Ring whimpered, the sound turning into a breathless moan as you leaned in and slowly started to take him into your mouth. His cock felt heavy on your tongue as you lowered yourself until you hit your gag reflex. Then, hollowing your cheeks, you sucked him on the way back up. He groaned, his face flushing for a completely different reason now. Biting his bottom lip, he watched you bob your head and suck him hard.

Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed his hand moving and hovering over the mattress, as if Ring was deciding whether or not to bring it to you. Smiling, you took his hand and guided it to your hair, and he gently tangled his fingers in it.

You hummed and squeezed his thigh in appreciation, loving how he encouraged you to go a little faster with each bob of your head. Slowly and surely, you started to take more of him, relishing how his cock twitched inside your mouth and how his fingers trembled as they held your hair.

You looked up, admiring the expression of pleasure on his face and feeling proud to be the reason for it; his furrowed brows, mouth slightly open, ragged breaths, and cheeks in that adorable shade of red. It was all beautiful and filled your heart with the love you felt for him.

Your hand moved to his balls, and you watched enraptured as his mouth hung open, a loud moan escaping him as he pulled you closer, giving a sharp thrust that made his cock hit the back of your throat. You groaned loudly, and it seemed to snap Ring back to reality. He looked down at you, his eyes wide with fear of having hurt you unintentionally, but you only kept going. His hand threatened to let go of your hair, but you reached up and held it in place. You rubbed small circles on his thighs to reassure him that you were fine, and he relaxed again, enjoying the feeling of your mouth wrapped around him.

You bobbed your head further down again, and this time, when his cock hit the back of your throat and you groaned, his fingers tightened in your hair. Your hand caressed and massaged his balls as you continued to suck him, the wet noises filling the room. Ring’s sounds intensified with each passing second, a mix of moans of your name and whines that told you he was getting closer and closer. When you ran your tongue along the underside of his cock, tracing the vein there, it was the final drop for him.

His thighs trembled, and he cried out your name, his eyes shutting tightly as rope after rope of his release filled your mouth and trickled down your throat. You took everything he had to give, swallowing it all as you pulled his cock out, giving a final lick.

When he opened his eyes to look at you still kneeling on the floor, you smiled mischievously, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue. He growled and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you onto his lap effortlessly. His lips crashed against yours, and he whimpered, feeling your clothed pussy rubbing against his sensitive cock — which was already starting to throb back to life.

You ran your fingers through his dark blue hair, removing the strands sticking to his forehead and brushing them back. Ring held you firmly and spun around, laying you down on your back while hovering over your body. He looked at you with hearts in his eyes, cradling your face as if you were the most precious thing in the world — and you were, for him.

He was blushing with embarrassment again as he struggled to get the words out. “C-can… it be my turn now?”

And really, who were you to deny him when he put his all into voicing his desires so sweetly to you?

Taglist: @valkyyriia @queengiuliettafirstlady @koco-coko @just-a-dodo @floydsteeth

• @aquagirl1978 @candiedcoffeedrops @faustianfascination @concrete-and-porcelain

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#welcome to en server ring!#self reblog

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