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Cw: A/b/o dynamics + Omegaverse + Alpha!Satoru x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Suguru + my Abo dynamics are different so sorry + mentions of anal + smut + knotting + crying + size difference + biting
If you’re meant to be Sugurus Omega that means you’re definitely Satoru’s, you don’t get a choice they’re a package deal, they can’t stand being away from one another so they went against everything that alphas stand for and bit each other: now fully intertwined with one another.
Suguru yearned for you, he knew he had to have you, those nights where he was ravishing Satoru and feeling something was missing, an itch he couldn’t scratch, he hated it, he hated how rough he’d get with Satoru even though the blue eyed man said he enjoyed it so much.
Knotting Satoru was something he loved but the thought of knotting your little cunt alone drove him mad, made him so hard he’d think about it all day, constantly having to go “adjust” himself.
When he finally had you, he went absolutely fucking mad, he couldn’t stop smelling you: you smelled like cookies and vanilla. He couldn’t stop licking your soft supple skin, your spongy cunt that he’d have to finger for a good while to get you ready.
And of course he’d have Satoru by his side just as thirsty for the sight of you, he’d be fondling your tits and giving you long drawn out kisses that you’re eager for, like a puppy.
There was no argument about who got to fuck your cunt first, that was always going to be Suguru, he was gonna be your first for your ass as well.
His leaky redden tip lined up with your awaiting slick hole, his counterpart distracted you with sweet words, Suguru couldn’t afford to be sweet right now, he slams his fat cock in one swift move, the whines that spill from you do nothing but egg him on. He pushes your legs toward yourself and the sound of skin meeting skin feels the room, he fucks your soppy pussy so messily, he’s been craving this for so fucking long, he’s constantly readjusting his long hair that he doesn’t bother to put up, your pussy is just the sweetest thing.
When his fat tip starts to swell inside of you, you’re crying into Satoru’s kiss, he knows it hurts, your first ever knot is always gonna hurt he tells you in a comforting tone.
You don’t know it but Satoru absolutely is obsessed with you also, you look so cute crying trying your best for them, trying your hardest to accept Suguru’s fat knot, youre small compared to them and he loves it.
When Suguru bites you, all you see it white, he isn’t surprised that you passed out, you’re gonna have to do it all over again when it’s Satoru’s turn.
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a fem!reader getting captured in a cave by a well endowed male lamia (with two cocks of course), using his immense strength to keep her bound up while he uses her like a fleshlight for who knows how long (it’s real dark in the cave so when she’s drifting in and out of consciousness due to exhaustion, she has no way of knowing how much time has passed)
Kabr0z Writes Episode 75: Snakes in a Cave
Find the rest of the Kabr0z Writes anthology here!
CWs: Noncon; breeding; kidnap; imprisonment; bondage; intox; envenomation; impregnation
A/N: You mightn't have thought this was going to be yesterday's bonus, but has been giving me such difficulty!
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You'd never been caving before. You much preferred the open sky above you, but your friends had managed to cajole you into following them to their subterranean hobby. Of course, when your body includes seven feet of undulating tail dragging behind you, getting gear that fits is a bit of a pain. Nevertheless, they managed and so you descended with them. Headlamp and helmet strapped tightly under your chin, you negotiated your long, sinusoidal body down the narrow cave. It felt a shame to hide your emerald scales from the sunlight, but your body was well adapted for the dark tunnels under the earth.
You remembered stories your grandmother told you as a girl, how hundreds of years ago Nagas ruled the caves beneath mankind, first emerging some decades after magic started returning to the surface, joining the minotaurs, the catmen, and the werewolves. It fed into the stories everyone learns at school; one part myth, one part history, detailing the first appearances of what modern society would refer to as "variants" - though the term encompasses everyone with human intellect but not-entirely-human physiology, an umbrella so large as to be functionally useless.
You were last into the cave, your tail made it almost impractical for anyone to follow you. Thankfully, you're a strong climber as it turns out. Your body moved so easily through the caves it was hard not to believe this is what you were built for. You slid this way and that, following the man in front of you.
You yelped. A spider the size of your open hand had shot between you and your friend. It only took a moment to carry on its way, but it was long enough that you lost sight of the boots in front of you as they disappeared into the gloom. You listened out, able to hear the scrambling men in front of you. Following on was simple enough, right? You sure hoped so as you slithered on, flat chest held against the rockface as you slid through gaps just wide enough to fit through, the cold rock pressing in to you on both sides.
It never occurred to you that the men you were supposedly following were both quite substantially broader than you, nor how they said they were following an introductory route, with no tight squeezes. This became all too clear when the tunnel spat you out into a wider opening, tumbling down to the bottom of a cavern. You landed on your back, tail lay out, staring at the hole in the ceiling that dropped you here.
You looked around, the cave walls were bare. The only light was coming from your headlamp, anemic and yellow-tinged. You got up, slowly moving around the perimeter of the room. There were a couple of ways onwards from here, but you felt it's a better idea to stay put. The thought of being lost down here chilled you, even more than the cool stone under you. Hopefully staying put and not getting more lost would help.
You gave up staring down the crevice, turning back to the centre of the room.
You screamed.
A naga stood at the other end of the room. Tall and pale, his wide eyes milky white, forked tongue tasting the air. He could sense you, even without sight, sliding towards you, in no hurry to close the gap. You tried to squeeze into then gap, making a little progress before he grabbed your tail, yanking you backwards as your nails scraped the sides. Inch by inch you slid back into the cavern. The pale serpent gripped you tight, claws digging in to you. He drew you into his grasp, wrapping you in his tail as you struggled in vain against the muscular body intertwining yours. He bit your shoulder, cold numbness radiating from the site as his paralytic venom took hold. Your arm went to sleep, then your neck started to ache, followed by the other arm, then your tail began to shut down, losing control over its movements as the toxin shut down your motor neurons. You felt the naga holding you, almost gently as he wrapped himself tighter around your body.
He was stripping off your clothes, little by little, starting by revealing your body, then the form-fitting skirt around your hips, revealing your genital slit as the twin shafts of his cock stood to meet it.
His hand strayed to your slit, gently parting the lips, testing the supple flesh within. Was it the venom making you wet? You hoped so. Either way, you could feel him pressing two fingers into you with ease, rubbing your moisture around your opening, readying you for him. His body moved around yours, pressing the double-shafted cock against you.
The shafts slid into your welcoming body, fitting like a jigsaw piece. You gasped a little as it filled you, better than your baseliner boyfriend ever could, the twin shafts finding their marks inside you. Just because your body wasn't listening to you, didn't mean it wasn't sending sensation back. You felt every inch of the ribbed, tapering hemipene as he gyrated next to you, sliding it in and out, unhurried in all things. You aren't going anywhere, after all.
His cocks felt amazing, pressing and probing in ways you'd never felt before. It was like you were made for him. Your eyes rolled in your head, your tail twitching as you approached your peak, cunt squeezing against him as you came around him. You felt his cocks spasm inside, starting to fill you with his seed. He bit you again, more venom flowing into your body, knocking you out.
You woke up, he was still around you, soft cocks still inside you. You tried to wriggle out of his grip, but only succeeded in waking the sleeping snake. He dosed you again with his fangs, needling into the meat of your shoulder again as the familiar numbness took you again. Again, he started slowly thrusting in and out, picking up speed at the grunts and moans that escaped you as your breath caught and your body responded to his. Again, you spasmed and shook as orgasm took you over, milking him into you as he gave you more of his venom, putting you out for another spell.
Again and again the cycle repeated, each time you woke he'd stir again, or already be midway through having his way with you. The light on your helmet long since went out.
Every so often he wouldn't be there when you woke, only to return some hours later with some variety of rat or other cave-dwelling rodent he'd swallow down, before tossing the other paralysed creature to you. Eventually he stopped biting you before having his way. Eventually you started to let him.
And so time went on, fucktoy for a blind, almost feral naga. You could feel the eggs moving inside you, fertile with your brood.
This is your life now
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Yeah, yeah, this should've gone up like 7 hours ago, but I literally fell asleep after finishing it
Expect tonight's episode tonight, I guess?
#textposts#original content#kabr0z writes#fem!reader#monster fucker#monster smut#monster fuqqer#monster x fem!reader#send asks#monster x you#monster x monster#monster x reader#monster x female#monster x pov#naga x you#naga x reader#naga x naga#cw noncon#cw impregnation#cw intox#cw biting#cw claustrophobia#forced impreg#egg kink#monster fudger#monster fic#shameless smut#plot what plot#plotless smut#free commissions
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killer biting the shit out of color supremacy
based on something @howlsofbloodhounds wrote a while ago. I’m too lazy to go look for it
Color belongs to superyoumna
Killer belongs to rahafwabas
Extra :
#stage 3 might be my favorite one#just cause it’s so animalistic#and intriguing#(and pet regression coded)#sans au#color sans#killer sans#color spectrum duo#cw biting#I guess?? lol#utmv#undertale au#delta sans#Oz doodles
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Dog coded cross, but like it's sad.
not sure what this genre of art I'm doing is, but I like it.
#toffeesdoodles#cross sans#xtale sans#cross!sans#underverse#utmv#cw eyestrain#eyestrain#tw eyestrain#cw bright colors#bright colors#eyestrain warning#cw blood#cw biting#cw implied abuse#you know its bad when i have to crack out the four different content warnings#whoops#angst#ig#cross xtale#mspaint
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If you're still doing the kink ask meme, how about Blade, Kafka and Boothill and biting? Thank yuo 💓
°•♡minors dni • suggestive; biting;

Kafka is the one being into biting the most. It's hard to picture her being other than teasing towards her lover, and maybe the bites are not always sexual in nature...but no they are.
A tender nibble on your fingertip as she holds your hand in private, a tug to your earlobe after she's licked her way up your neck, complimenting your earrings, or a bunch of little nips through the length of your legs, your thighs, leaving behind a rosary of small bruises and sensitivity.
Her bites sting just enough to have you holding onto her, finding purchase on her shoulders as she nuzzles you, whether the back of your knee before it goes over her shoulder, or your breasts or the crook of your neck.
They are not painful or hard, more tantalizing than anything else. She means well :-)
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Boothill is second, he actively enjoys biting you with those sharp teeth, it's as if he was made for it, and if you like it then all the better.
He tries to be delicate though, careful to not break skin, and mostly always manages. It's the times where he's just excited that he might slip and leave a mark too big or draw blood.
Also he wishes you could bite him without busting a tooth or something too :-(.
Tender little nibbles along the sharp edge of his jaw are enough to stir his need all over. While kissing his neck and ears, he'll shamelessly ask you to bite, lovingly. Anything harder than that has him breaking down in a string of slurred sentences, bucking up against you if you're straddling him, it's like you're begging for it when he's just trying to be good.
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Most often Blade might do it on impulse without even realizing; he gets too into it and before he or you know, his teeth are closing down a mouthful of the supple flesh of your thigh before he kisses his way in, or spread along the length of your throat as he kisses you, maybe even on your shoulder the moment he sinks the the hilt in you, though each of his bites is followed by an onslaught of soothing open mouthed kisses and wet laps at your skin, like trying to make the hurt better, because he knows he bites hard.
That said, he'd rather be the one bitten, by far. He likes your attention anywhere and is not particularly sensitive but so painfully easy to arouse like this that even just the tiniest affectionate nibbles to his inner wrist would get him hard so fast he gets dizzy.
His throat, his abdomen or hipbones, his soft chest, are where he's the weakest and he'd encourage you to bite as hard as you can, you can't hurt him.
#helloo sorry that i took so long but atill hope u like these#kafka x reader#boothill x reader#blade x reader#hsr x reader#hsr x you#cw biting#wait i just realized these are not kinky at all djfjf sorry#જ⁀➴entries.
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Jing Yuan who is not one for marking you up during intimacy on your average day. But give him a little wine in the comforts and safety of his home, seeing him slip just a little past tipsy, and he’ll be leaving playful nibbles and colorful bite marks around your body. Bites down into your shoulder, your plush thighs, the swell of your chest. Watches you squirm in an uneven mixture of discomfort and excitement as he gets the slightest bit more aggressive with it. Just a little unhinged behavior surfacing as the alcohol in his system makes him a little more bold—a little more greedy. A recklessness he can afford and enjoy.
#mii writes#jing yuan x reader#nsf mii#head in my goddamn hands#jy I’m baring my neck for you#cw alchohol mention#cw biting
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LUST AT FIRST BITE ── ᵎᵎ ✦ ꒰ sylus ꒱
PAIRING: vampire!sylus x f!reader WORD COUNT: 0.8k A/N: mdni, this work of fiction is 18+. first time writing for this fandom, vampires, and for sylus please be gentle with me 🙏🏼 written for @sugurouge, i hope i did your vision justice!! only content warnings really are just vampirism (biting) and some heavy petting. (edit: i forgor to tag @pixelcafe-network)
“Scared, baby?”
You gulp, throat dry, your blood pumping a bit quicker than usual in your veins.
Sylus’ lips curl up into a smirk as his razor-tipped fangs graze over your pulse point, and his trousers tighten at the way you quiver beneath his gentle yet dangerous touch.
He inhales through his nose; you smelled all like vanilla and everything a sweet girl is while he was leather and something not quite human anymore. Sylus still remembers the night you found out, the tremble in your smaller frame sending blood straight to his cock.
The memory makes him trace hearts into the flesh of your exposed thigh with the tip of his finger.
“No need to be scared. It’s just your boyfriend, Sylus,” he coos, “I’m all yours.”
(You were his obsession just as much as he was yours, and he liked that.)
He remembers how later that same night you, the little lamb that he grew to love, shocked him with how your eyes had hardened with an envy that he wanted to suck out of you. You were the only woman he loved and cherished—not the bags of blood shaped like other women that he’d drink from—he had reassured you.
He even tells you they were all curated, calculated choices by how much they resembled you.
But you want him to prove it; prove his undying love for you and only you by becoming his primary source of sustenance. Hence why you were now flush against the wall caged in by him, wrists now pinned above your head.
With those women, he had said that he’d always make it quick, so as to not trigger the side effect of his saliva. One you were now acquainted with by the way he was lapping at the column of your throat.
It then dawned on you that his saliva acted as an aphrodisiac agent.
You couldn’t help but moan softly at the sudden ebbing and throbbing in your clothed pussy the more he licks at your yielding flesh.
It makes your vampire boyfriend let out an amused chuckle, his breath hot and making you a tad ticklish. But his grip was firm and vice-like.
You weren’t going anywhere, and he tells you so right then and there.
His words do reach you, but a dreamy haze begins to enshroud your mind from the corners, fraying your judgment.
What he didn’t tell you, was that the aphrodisiac properties of his spit also warped the victim’s perception of whoever was feeding upon them— it would typically manifest as the person they held nearest and dearest to their heart, or alternatively, their limerence’s obsession.
Sylus appeared all the same to you, with not a single hair out of place nor a hint of unfamiliarity in those crimson eyes of his that you could swear can penetrate deep into your soul. It was like your soul knew him from somewhere else; it recognized him beyond mortal means.
(You would tell him this after, and he’d only smile at you with a knowing glimmer in his eye.)
“I wonder what is going through that pretty little head of yours right now, hm?” he muses, aforementioned eyes of the reddest pools of lust and smoke flickering upwards to meet your gaze.
Your next words come out as a whine.
“Sylus, j-just bite me already.”
His expression darkens, his smirk teetering onto predation.
“As you wish, darling.”
And with that, his sharpened canines breach past your stratum corneum, and deeper and deeper into your epidermis.
You gasp just as his knee rises up to slot itself perfectly against your cunt, the material of his slacks grinding into the sensitive nerves there. Additionally, his blunt nails dig into your wrists.
He could tell—feel—you were already soaking wet for him. What a whore, he thought, amused.
Then, he begins to siphon your blood in earnest. The act was done in such a ravenous yet composed manner.
Your own composure melts as you mewl out his name, your eyes beginning to roll into the back of your skull.
He groans into your skin, wanton and heady with desire for you and the most mellifluous blood he’s ever had the pleasure of tasting upon his tongue.
Why hasn’t he done this sooner?
His eyelids flutter shut, your ecstasy starting to seep into his own flesh, a mutual euphoria binding you two together; just like how he was pressing himself further into you with not only his teeth but his body.
(It was almost as if he was trying to devour you whole.)
Sylus’ cock was straining horrendously in his pants. He would’ve growled something fiercely guttural and carnal if his mouth wasn’t full of you right now.
You keen as your blood surrenders to him instantly; docile, just like the rest of you. All of you, at his mercy.
This intimacy and vulnerability was something he now craved more of. He had just been scared before—scared of how you’d react to his true nature.
But, you think to yourself: you wouldn’t have him any other way.
#✦ ˒ ៸៸ my writings#✦ ˒ ៸៸ sylus#✦ ˒ ៸៸ love and deepspace#sylus x reader#sylus x you#sylus x y/n#sylus x non mc#love and deepspace x reader#love and deepspace x you#lads x reader#lads x you#lads x y/n#female reader#afab reader#sylus x female reader#cw biting#cw blood
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uggujjhv mo5e doodles here here you go
imagine killer is making those sounds cats make when they chew on something om nom nom
without all dah shades...
was actually gonna do both of these but I don't have enough energy to finish it
ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm yeah ,*((7787788866776776-666-- ANYWAY RUNS
#cw suggestive#ig?#if I thought it was that bad I wouldn't post it#colorkiller#color sans#killer sans#sancest#sanship#kolor#toffeesdoodles#cw biting#this isn't that bad right chat and I'm being paranoid?#yeah
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I tweeted about wanting Killer to bite tf out of Dream's tits like 7,000 years ago and finally got around to drawing it a couple of months back ;3 The comic is available to view on Twitter! I'll be back with a link for Bluesky as well, so keep an eye out! :3
(As always, 18+ ONLY, please.)
#killerdream#cw biting#undertail#utmv#dream#killer#undertale au#p4tr3on#my art#I think I'll eventually get to updating my pillowfort too#if i do i'll come back and add links to those posts here too
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Headcanon that morro has sharp canine teeth from cursed realm ghosthood
#lego ninjago#ninjago#morro wu#morro ninjago#cole ninjago#cole brookstone#sandstormshipping#tw teeth#cw teeth#tw biting#cw biting#tw bite marks#cw bite marks#suggestive#cw suggestive#fun fact i used a photo of my friend for morro LMAO#they lost a tooth bc of an infection and sent a photo#and i asked if i could use it for a drawing cuz the angle was sick LMAO#yes i an posting this late at night impulsively#no taglist bc of that lol#baby’s art
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I'm so determined to have them consume each other at every opportunity.
#poolverine#loganpool#deadclaws#logan x deadpool#deadpool x logan#wade x logan#logan x wade#actual full wade x logan for once yay#deadpool x wolverine#wolverine x deadpool#now that's what i call a reversible couple#deadpool#wolverine#wade wilson#logan howlett#logan#cw biting#cw blood#cw cannibalism#lest we forget that one irl photo of hugh pulling off ryans prosthetic with his teeth LEST WE FORGET#anyway cannibalism is canon so whatever
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evil jimmy (Vance) x nega timmy (Adder) time
idk what to say really, they are very evil and gross and insane and gay. the Adder design is done by @chocowhomps
#jimmy neutron boy genius#fairly odd parents#evil jimmy#nega timmy#nicktoons unite#hoodedjelly art#cw blood#cw biting#tw blood#tw biting
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sketch commission for @/israfela1 on bsky
uncropped 🔞 version: bsky / neocities
#fanart#baldur's gate 3#digital art#bg3#bg3 fanart#baldur's gate#sketch#bg3 tav#other people's tav#bg3 astarion#astarion#astarion x tav#piratestarion#link goes places#cw blood#cw biting
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PLEASE MORE TIPSY JING YUAN THOUGHTS IM STARTING
please please consider Jing Yuan not being one to get tipsy at all. But it’s more of a rare occasion indulgence he’s steadily leaned into. Just one of the benefits of a large estate to share with you.
A bottle of wine or two to share as you talk about everything and nothing at all. One glass in and he’s feeling lighter, shoulders relaxing from the stresses of the week as you shower him in affections surely missed due to his busy schedule.
By the third glass there’s a fuzzy feeling and you both already started getting handsy halfway through the second glass.
cw | nsfw, suggestive, alcohol, biting, pain kink if you squint
Jing Yuan is still mostly clothed albeit a little disheveled where your roaming hands have tugged at his shirt and wandered underneath to feel his bare skin. You’re in a less proper state with an oversized shirt of his thrown on and lacy lingerie underneath—just how he wants you on a lazy evening indoors.
You’re both all giggles as his wine-stained lips can hardly keep away from any patch of your bare skin for more than ten seconds. He’s pressing wet kisses to the heated skin, tongue licking a stripe before his teeth are sinking into a soft spot. It pulls a small yelp from you, a breathy moan, but he won’t stop. If anything it fuels him to continue—in a wine-induced trance.
And you can feel him grin against your skin with each squirm as he leaves a trail of hickeys and marks along your delicate skin. It’s as if his battle-scarred hands, rough and calloused, are enamored by the softness your body retains. Lovely and soft—with ample curves for him to poke and prod.
And bite.
And it’s that third glass that has him letting loose—biting down particularly hard on the soft flesh of your thigh. In your own daze you bite back a moan, mind dizzy at the tantalizing touches contrasting the discomfort of the bite. Your eyes trail down to see the little crescent shapes of his teeth marking your thigh. No blood, only promises that he’s on a path to tear you down later.
His teeth sink into more unmarred flesh. And again. And again.
Your eyes roll to the back of your head at the discomfort confusing itself for pleasure. Perhaps he’s conditioning you to develop a pain kink. And, perhaps, you’d let him.
Lightly, you push his face away as he’s at your neck leaving new marks to bloom.
“How about I go get us more wine?”
And something… shifts as soon as your suggestion reaches him and your body moves away from him. His arms are tighter around your middle, golden eyes darker—almost a deep amber.
And his carefree smile is gone.
“You aren’t leaving. Stay.” His voice is low, steady. Commanding. It sends a shiver down your spine and electricity up every nerve ending.
It’s a feeling akin to a deer’s neck in the mouth of the lion. And for some reason (the alcohol and the very obvious sexual tension between you both right now), you love it.
Tipsy Jing Yuan is dangerously clingy in this state. Needs your skin on his as much as possible, wants to devour you whole. Longs to see you in discomfort in an achingly slow build-up, tears brimming your eyes from frustration only to be followed up with the most heart-wrenching affections. Lips on yours with the taste of wine and a quickening heartbeat beating harsh in your throat.
#nsf mii#jing yuan x reader#ask stuff 💌#💌 anon#I would let tipsy milfy jing yuan make me cry#cw alcohol#cw pain kink#cw biting#mii writes#cw suggestive#he’s clingy and a menace and I love him
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some “mwahs <3” -v- 🩶🩶
!!Cw for bruises/bites under the cut!! V


(aftercare from the last 🦋 images ehehehe)
#my stuff#cw suggestive#cw bruises#cw biting#cw implied nudity#cw mild nudity#I couldn’t decide if I liked the tongue better or not so have both ✨#tree makes an appearance#selfship#sm baby#carnival!jax#the amazing digital carnival#tadc carnival au#carnival au#tadc#the amazing digital circus#tadc jax#jax
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Could you do a suggestive Macaque x reader?
Suggestive! Macaque with S/O
(WARNING: Suggestive and includes biting! I don't write suggestive stuff often so I might be a bit rusty!)
You and your demon boyfriend were currently sitting on your couch, watching some movie that was playing on cable.
Macaque wasn’t even paying attention to the film as his attention was more directed towards you, admiring your features as your eyes were locked on the screen.
At first, it was innocent enough, his gaze lingering on your eyes and noticing how they practically shined whenever an action-packed scene happened.
However, his eyes started drifting down to your lips. Noticing how soft and alluring they were to him.
Imagining his crashing into them and making the both of you gasping for air, his arms wrapped around your waist as he pushed your body close to his made his ears flush red.
He mentally slapped himself for thinking this, but his mind just kept going.
His gold eyes kept drifting down with vigor as they eventually reached their destination, your thighs.
Your boyfriend had a habit of marking you, you knew this. The bite marks on your shoulders and neck were well enough proof.
He wanted more though, the skin on your thighs was very sensitive and he wanted nothing more than to sink his fangs into them, hearing you whine and whimper as he looked up to see your reaction.
Your attention was finally torn away from the movie as you felt his tail snake around your thigh, his eyebrow raised as he smirked down at you.
You blushed as you asked, “What are you doing?”
He chuckled lowly, “What do you think I’m doing?”
Your fingers stroked the fur on his tail, making him purr as you responded, “I think you’re asking me for something, what is it?”
Oh, you’re teasing him, he’s rubbing off on you and he absolutely adored it.
You knew exactly what he wanted, you just wanted him to say it.
He chuckled once more as he grinned, “Well played sweet cheeks,”
He gently pushed your body down onto the couch, his chest pressing against yours as you gasped at the sudden movement.
“Let’s just say..”
His hands drifted down your sides as he started to trail kisses from your neck down to your covered stomach, he pulled off your bottoms as his lips met your lower torso.
He licked his fangs hungrily as he growled, looking up at you as he positioned himself in between your legs.
“I want to sink my teeth into these gorgeous thighs of yours, is that ok?” He asked for your permission.
You breathed heavily, his breath hitting the sensitive flesh that was your inner thigh.
You nodded with fervor as you gripped the couch cushion below you to control yourself, making him chuckle once again as he smirked.
He unwrapped his tail from your thigh as he planted soft kisses on your inner thigh, making you shudder as his lips met your warm thighs.
He wanted to make sure you knew his actions were out of pure love for you before he marked you.
“You ready sugarplum?”
He made sure one last time you were truly okay with him marking your thighs, you nodded once more as you begged him to do it already.
“Please Macaque…”
He laughed gently at your eagerness as he glided his tongue, giving you a heads up where he was going to bite.
You gasped sharply as you felt his fangs finally do the deed, letting out soft whines and whimpers from the mix of pain and pleasure.
He growled as he withdrew his teeth, eventually reaching to the other thigh and repeating his actions.
This went on for a few minutes, making sure after every bite he planted kisses on the marks.
“So beautiful… I love you, gods I love you…” He put emphasis on 'gods' as he muttered, continuing to bite and kiss your skin, his tail curving into a heart shape as he was completely drunk on your thighs.
You winced at the slight pain, but your lips were curled into a smile as he worshipped your body.
His eyes met yours once more as he took in every feature of your expression, loving how much pleasure he was giving you.
He finally pulled away from your thighs as his lips crashed gently against yours, his arms wrapping around your waist as he kissed you.
Your arms wrapped around his neck as you held onto him, his arms slightly lifting you up so you were both sitting upwards.
You both made soft sounds of pleasure as you continued to make out, pulling away for breath every few seconds until you went back to connecting your lips.
You both finally pulled away as he smiled at you, resting your forehead against yours as he was emotionally exposed to you.
“I love you so much (Name)...”
“I love you too Macaque…”
You’re pretty sure the movie was over by now, did both of you care?
Absolutely not, that was much more important.
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