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*becomes a vtuber and does nothing but play solitaire on stream for 5 hours straight without winning a single game*

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Victory Is The Sweetest Treat (You Sure!?)

Summary: My friend’s OC Galatea and her werewolf girlfriend Zuleika victory fuck in the bed of Strahd Von Zarovich.

CWs: Monsterfucking (partly transformed werewolf)

When the clouds finally parted above Barovia, it was a gentle, cold moonlight that flowed down onto its rolling fields. Cheers of celebration and relief echoed through the halls of Castle Ravenloft as Strahd’s influence melted away.

Galatea remained vigilant, but smiled as she watched Ladybrian and Quinn hug excitedly in the rapture of the moment. Still, she was aware of the shadow approaching her side, one she had come to know - and love - well.

“Are you harmed?”

She turns to Zuleika, who is panting and lapping at her wounds - both metaphorically and literally. A few minor flesh wounds litter both of them, but they’re ultimately as safe as they can expect to be.

“Not at all, but…”

Tea runs her eyes up and down the werewolf, still partially transformed. She was panting and covered in sweat from the battle, yet there was energy in her eyes that met Galatea’s with a sudden spark.

“I think you could help me feel even better.”

With all the excitement buzzing around the room as the others celebrated, it took no effort at all before the two of them were out of sight. As soon as the door was closed, Tea grabbed Zuleika’s waist and pulled her in for a kiss.

The werewolf growled affectionately, unable to hold back the way her tail wagged at her leader’s dominating actions. Their tongues rolled over each other sensually, a drop of drool slipping from between their lips as they quickly moved to sucking each other’s lips in the moments between ripping their clothes off.

Once Galatea was in her underwear, which Zuleika seemed hesitant to take off herself (despite her lack of hesitation with the rest of her clothes), she looked around the room to see if there was anywhere more comfortable they could take this, beyond the doorway.

The room was dusty, unused for a few days at least, very little evidence of occupation beyond some capes in a closet. A mischievous smile forms on her face as she reads the plaque at the foot of the large four-poster bed.

S.v.Z.

Zuleika continues to kiss her smiling face, pushing at Galatea’s hips trying to take her right there on the floor, but Tea suddenly returns the kisses and begins dragging her further into the room.

With a heaving pull, Tea lands on her back against the plush covers, pulling her lover on top of her. Suddenly Zuleika growls aggressively, her ears pinning back, nostrils flaring and eyes dilating in anger.

“This bed stinks of him.”

“Well why don’t we change that?”

For a few panting breaths, Tea watches as Zuleika gathers her implications and her eyes dilate further.

Her paws hands land heavily on either side of Galatea’s shoulders, twitching for her meagre remaining chest covering but not willing to take that initiative with her leader. Watching the poor werewolf’s conundrum, Tea reaches down to the laces of the thin cotton, pulling it apart and watching Zuleika begin to drool as the fabric falls to the sides.

“You’re such a dog.”

She laughed before her eyes widened in surprise when Zuleika reached up and ripped away her own remaining undershirt. Watching her breasts practically pour out and stare her in the face stopped Tea’s giggling for only a few stunned moments.

Then, with only the barest hesitation to look up and get her leader’s permission, Zuleika reaches down and rips off Galatea’s panties to reveal her sopping pussy beneath. Before she could dive in and lick up the sweet essence, Tea pulls her into another sloppy kiss, reaching down to try and free Zuleika from her own underwear.

The process is awkward for a few moments, until Zuleika separates from the kiss to tear the offending garment to shreds. Again, she begins leaning down to use her mouth on Galatea, but she is suddenly pulled back up to continue the kiss.

With a confused whine, she tilts her head inquisitively without separating from her lover again. Galatea threads her fingers into the werewolf’s hair, feeling the twitching of her ears, then dextrously hitches one leg over Zuleika’s, pulling her closer until—

Zuleika keens as her pussy rubs, hot and slick and good, right over Galatea’s own. Her back arches and she pulls away from the kiss, mouth hung open to leave a strand of saliva hanging between their lips. The thought passes Tea’s mind that there might be similar strands of slick forming between their cunts and the mental image makes her whimper.

As quickly as she reared back, Zuleika falls to pant and whine into Galatea’s neck, her hands still in her hair as she wriggles her own arms under Tea’s back, holding tight to the backs of her shoulders for support. As she begins humping desperately against her lover, her empty mouth finds purchase on Galatea’s neck and collar, leaving sticky, hot kisses and licks everywhere she can reach.

“Oh! Oh, yes! Good girl!”

Galatea moaned toward the ceiling, a shrill tone in her voice as their wet clits bump momentarily. Zuleika grunts and begins to growl happily, humping more forcefully while her teeth softly dig in to Tea’s skin for support.

Pulling and manipulating Zuleika’s wild body, Tea gasps breathlessly as she finds a position where their clits can slide and roll together with almost every hump from her desperate hips. At the thrilling sensation, Zuleika throws her head back and howls in pleasure, uncaring for whether anyone outside will hear their celebration.

She returns her mouth to her lover’s neck soon enough, now panting with a lolling tongue between unrestrained whines and moans. Galatea, too, gets noisy as the feeling thrums through every inch of her body.

“Ungh, yes, good girl, good, girl. Good! Girl!” She whines and undulates beneath Zuleika, drinking in the force of each hump like the finest wine.

Still, their combined noises might be drowned out to an outsider by the groaning, creaking, and slamming of the old bed.

Despite all the rushing noise, every affirmation and praise that falls from Tea’s lips sparks a primal excitement in Zuleika that runs right down to her cunt and hips.

Every inch of their bodies is damn near glued together by the force of their embrace, the sweat rolling along the planes of their stomachs sliding with their gyration in rhythm. Their cunts never separated for a moment, and the slick, stringy juices of their pleasure flowed out to dirty the bedsheets.

Galatea feels the rush of her orgasm creeping up her spine, and suddenly uses her grip in Zuleika’s hair to pull her lover’s head to face her. Feeling her hot, excited breaths fan over her face, Tea barely recollects her ability to speak in time.

“Good girl! Cum with me, with me, at the same time! My- good- girllllll!”

Their furious humping reaches its peak as they both arch into the blissful buzzing excitement.

Zuleika allows herself to fall gently back to her lover’s side, growling affectionately at how their combined scents have drowned out the influence of the devil. Galatea looks over at Zuleika, the way her eyes are dilated and glazed with love, before an idea pops into her head.

A surprised whimper escapes the werewolf as she is thrown onto her back, but she recovers quickly when she feels Galatea climb up until her hot, still dripping pussy is hovering just a few inches from her face. The perfect smell of both of their cum mixed together makes her gasp and drool in fresh arousal as she realises exactly what her leader intends.

“I think my good girl deserves a little treat, hm?”

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being the last one to send a message before the chat falls into sudden silence always feels like u just made the worst faux pas of your life and you go sorry guys was that weird and they're all like no sorry I was just looking at a leaf on tbe ground leaf.jpg like oh ok

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Lady Of The Night (Whore!)

First smut I've ever written and I did it over the course of a day take it easy on me! Tense is inconsistent because I'm dumb and horny and don't wanna edit with that much detail lol

Description: My OC Ladybrian gives her girlfriend Ireena head to help her sleep after a nightmare. It doesn't work, but neither of them really wanted it to. Watch me realise I'm way more into tits than I thought I was when I started writing in real time. Also implication that this is their first time but they don't care that much eh.

CWs: Smut, monsterfucking if you consider dnd hobgoblins to be monsters, but especially this one in particular, oh yeah also hair pulling.

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Strahd’s clawed, pale hand brushes Ireena’s face. His eyes are set on her throat and she tries to stop her own breathing before he can take it from her.

Sweat drips from her brow and the Devil lunges forward. A strangled gasp, a doomed attempt to scream escapes her.

She wakes with a shriek that rattles the house.

The house. It’s a comfortable, warm place. Tossing around, Ireena takes it all back in. She’s at home, Strahd is dead, she’s safe. The wallpaper is a more elegant design than she would ever see in Barovia, and the silk sheets are a luxury she never could have afforded in those days.

Before she can settle her racing heart, the bedroom door creaks, and when she whips her head around to face her intruder, a pair of golden eyes pierce the darkness. Still wrapped up in panic, she lurches back, hand reaching for her sword beside her bed.

Suddenly, the intruder darts forward into the moonlight softly illuminating the room, her red skin rippling with muscles and softness.

“Wait, it’s just me!” The breathless woman calls to Ireena, leaving her to throw her head back and sigh away what was left of her panic. When the house couldn’t make her feel safe, her lover certainly could.

“Ladybrian! You- dumbass, you frightened me!”

“Oh I-I’m sorry, Reena… I just heard a scream and—”

“It’s okay. Now that you’re here.”

A beat of silence passed as Ireena drank in the sight of Ladybrian. Despite her burly, brawny figure, she preferred surprisingly soft and elegant nightclothes, tonight wearing a small white gown with mere strings for the shoulders and a flowing skirt that ended at her mid thigh.

She couldn’t help but find her eyes drawn to the way the small dress emphasised the swell of the hobgoblin’s breasts. Everything about her was big, no doubt, but her tits were by far the softest spot amidst the muscles and scars that littered the rest of her body.

“Still, is everything okay?” Ladybrian sat at the foot of her bed, eyeing her zoned-out lover with concern.

“Ugh.” Ireena groaned as her mind was drawn out of soft, welcoming tits thoughts, “I had a nightmare. It was about… him.”

Ladybrian’s ears fluttered down to her shoulders as a deep frown wrinkled her face. Her hands began wringing in her lap, a motion that made her chest protrude forward.

“I’m so sorry.” Her voice shows it, watery and sad, “I hate that he disturbs your sleep, even now. I wish there was some way I could keep him out of your mind.”

“Mhm.”

It took Ireena several moments of staring at Ladybrian’s emphasised chest, wondering if her nipples might be hardened under the soft lace ruffle at the hem, before she realised she hadn’t heard a word she had said.

Ladybrian reaches forward and places her hand on the inside of Ireena’s knee. The warmth that spreads through her sleep pants, inching up her thigh makes her cunt pulse for a moment. She stares at the point of contact between her legs and subconsciously bites her lower lip.

“Oh. Oh.”

A mischievous smile spreads across Ladybrian’s lips as she finally figures out exactly how she can get Ireena back to peaceful sleep. Or not...

“Well…” she begins, a drastic new husk in her voice grabbing Ireena’s attention, “If I can't get him out of your head, maybe... I can fill it with something else?"

Her warm, red hand inches up her thigh as she leans forward, giving Ireena a clear view down her cleavage. Following her eyes, Ladybrian suddenly chuckles and stands again, walking over to the bedside cabinet to quickly grab something.

Curiously turning to sit on the edge of the bed, Ireena watches Ladybrian snatch up one of her new hair ribbons before padding over to the centre of the bedroom floor. Her back was turned, and Ireena was treated to a few long moments of Ladybrian fiddling with the ribbon before she sighed and sidled up behind her, snatching it from her lover's clumsy hands.

Gently pulling her voluminous hair into one hand, she took note of the quiet, shaky breath Ladybrian let out at the sensation. Tying the ribbon near the crown of Ladybrian's head, she pulled the strings tight and felt another pulse surge down to her core at the gasp she let out.

"What would you do without me?"

Her fingertips instinctively dropped to Ladybrian's shoulders, tracing down the swell of her biceps and following the line of a scar she remembered seeing made. Suddenly Ladybrian swats away her groping hands, then waves back at Ireena's hip behind her, ushering her to return to the bed.

"You're hopeless." She chuckled under her breath before returning to her position.

Still facing away, Ladybrian yawned, stretching out her arms above her head and letting the moonlight streaming through the window highlight the definition of her back. After a few grunts in response to satisfying pops of her shoulders, she finally reached down to let those sinfully small strings slip from her shoulders.

The soft dress dripped down her torso and waist, clinging for one last moment to hide her wide hips, before gently falling to the floor. Standing nude in the centre of the room, her hands found their way to her breasts, and she sighed in pleasure as she softly grasped at her nipples.

Finally, she turned back around, proudly displaying her bare body to Ireena. Her tits were as soft as she'd imagined, though her nipples were already excited hard points. The expression of mischief on Ladybrian's face had not faded at all, and her eyes ran over her lover's clothes like liquid fire.

"While I do love seeing you in comfortable clothes, especially ones that I bought for you... aren't you feeling a little overdressed?"

With a scoff, Ireena turned away but quickly found her hands grabbing the bottom of her shirt, ripping it over her head with much less panache than she had hoped for. Her own tits bounced free, her large, dark areolas standing out as her nipples perked, sensitive to the cool night air as her body quickly heated up.

"Well, hello there, sweethearts!" Ladybrian giggled, before dropping to her knees at Ireena's feet in happy supplication. With her chest between Ireena's spread legs, her arms looped around her hips before she leaned up to wrap her lips around one of those beautiful peaks.

Ireena gasped at the hot sensation, letting her own arms fall around Ladybrian's shoulders. She bit her lip when one of Ladybrian's hands returned to attend her other breast, as her tongue wrapped around the one in her mouth.

"Oh you... mmph! You are so gorgeous! Yes..."

"Are you haah... are you talking to my tits?" Ireena couldn't help but laugh at her silly lover.

"Mhm..." Ladybrian left the first nipple with a ssshlurp, pulling away for just moment before swapping which arm was wrapped behind Ireena. "And they're telling me so much!"

She returned to her work laving over her hardened nipples, sucking them in before rolling them around on her tongue, then pulling back to lick across the areola. Her hand wraps around the still-wet breast, gently pressing all around as her thumb and palm squeezed the nipple.

Ireena let her head loll back, moaning through the onslaught of sensations. Her hands rose to knit through Ladybrian's hair, letting her fingers push against her scalp to encourage that wonderful mouth. A moan vibrated across her nipple in response, and Ireena looked down to see her warm golden eyes had started glazing over with excitement.

"Mm-ah! Oh, and, what are they telling you, hmm?" She smiled for a moment before her face twisted back into pleasure as Ladybrian took the nipple in her mouth between her teeth. She pulled back with a gentle pinching pressure before releasing her breast entirely, letting it bounce slightly back into place.

"They're telling me... that you wanna lie back on the bed and take your pants off for me." Then, quickly, "Am I right?"

Looking down at Ladybrian's hopeful expression, Ireena smirked and rolled her eyes. "Wow, good work, Tit Whisperer!"

With a shared giggle, they readjusted, with Ireena laying back on her bed and beginning to wrestle with her loose sleeping pants. Impatiently, Ladybrian grabbed the backside of the fabric, taking a sneaky opportunity to squeeze at Ireena's pert ass, before lifting her legs to pull them off with a flourish.

Her bare cunt was already dripping with excitement. She let her legs fall open as Ladybrian crawled between them, lowering her head towards her pussy, her own excitement visible on her face. She lifted both of Ireena's legs over her shoulders, pulling her thighs to wrap around her face completely.

Before she delved in completely, Ladybrian made a show of letting her tongue slither out of her mouth. It was alien to a human, long and segmented with slimy, undulating movement that pulsed in time with pulses of softly glowing blue light from within.

If Ireena could have been even more flushed than she already was she could have spontaneously combusted. She had seen this tongue before, wondered about it, fantasised about it. Still, feeling it ghost over her pussy made her gasp and lean back, lifting her hips towards Ladybrian's waiting mouth.

Without hesitating in the slightest, Ladybrian took a long, languid lick of her entrance, pushing forward to smother her face in Ireena's scent and warmth. Her large nose prodded her slick clit as she licked along the entrance, happily drinking in the essence that poured out in response. With an excited growl, she finally pushed her long, alien tongue into her entrance, letting it pulse and squirm across her soft walls.

The sensation makes Ireena keen and gasp, her resting hands suddenly flying. One slapped to her mouth to stifle an outpouring of moans, the other to the top of Ladybrian's head to shove her further against her cunt.

For a few long, delicious moments she just keeps tonguing her hole, sloppily enjoying the feeling of being in her place between her lover's thighs, listening to the cute sounds of Ireena trying not to embarrass herself. Still, frustration bubbles up in her and she pulls her tongue away to lay a few sudden kisses on her clit, before pulling away entirely to look up at Ireena's eyes.

"Hah- hah- Why- why'd you stop?!" Ireena looks back down, only for Ladybrian to respond with little more than a growl as she reaches up towards her face. She grabbed the hand covering her mouth like it had personally offended her, pulling it down to Ireena's chest and placing it against one of her tits without saying a word.

Getting the idea, she begins rolling the nipple between her fingers and groans softly at the feeling. It seems to satisfy Ladybrian, who slinks back between her legs, bumping her head against Ireena's remaining hand to invite her fingers back to her hair.

Without a second thought she returns to slurping at her sweet cunt, rewarded with a sharp moan and tug on her hair before the room descends into a cacophony of groans and pleasure. Pinching and twisting at her nipple, Ireena plants her feet at either side of Ladybrian's chest and uses her grip on her hair to ride her face wildly.

She gasps and groans at the thrumming pulses of that tongue inside of her, then whines happily as her clit rubs along and soaks that gorgeous big nose. She squirms and writhes as her body feels alight with pleasure, letting herself give in to her lover's dominating softness. She feels her cunt tighten with expectation and her eyes fly open for a moment.

Ireena looks down at Ladybrian and glimpses through her lover's lashes how her eyes of molten gold have glazed over with pleasure. The sight, combined with a perfect press against her clit, combined with the last coherent thought of she's getting off on this too-! tips her off the edge, sending delectable ripples of pleasure throughout her body.

She shakes and shivers, and can't stop herself from riding out the sensation as her cum splashes over Ladybrian's eager face. Just as she keeps humping and squirming, her lover never stops thrusting her tongue or holding her body down.

When the orgasm finally passes and overstimulation sets in, it takes a hard, sharp tug at Ladybrian's hair to pull her away. When she finally looks back up, she makes a show of running her tongue around her own face, licking her lips but also nose and cheeks somewhat clean of her juices.

Ladybrian crawls up the bed, letting her tits rest against Ireena's, pulling a pleasant sigh from both at the soft, warm sensation.

"So..." She begins, curling one of Ireena's fiery locks around a finger, "Do you feel ready to go back to sleep now?"

Rather than answer, Ireena reaches back up to her hair, pulling her in for a kiss. Their tongues tie deceptively gently as Ireena tastes herself on Ladybrian's lips. She lets one of her legs hitch up, dragging along Ladybrian's torso before her foot is firmly planted on her hip.

Ireena pulls away from the kiss, though she captures Ladybrian's lower lip between her teeth for just a moment.

With a well-timed yank at her hair and a hard shove against her hip with her leg, Ireena topples Ladybrian to land on her back with a heavy thud against the bed. Straddling her waist, Ireena hisses at the feeling of her clit quickly hardening again as it slides over her softly muscled stomach.

"Not in the fucking slightest."