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gia-d · 3 months ago
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In a shocking turn of events, Dink and his army of evil villains have taken over the @lu-community-write-a-thon in an effort to lower the word count. Luckily for the heroes, we were able to call in the special forces:
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May they tremble before the rage of the Double Curse Legend...
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gia-d · 5 months ago
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What, you don't think Double Curse Legend is cute???
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Look at him and tell me he's not adorable!
Thoughts!
Y'know how Legend has a Bunny transformation?
And in some cases a mermaid transformation?
Now imagine.... Sea Bunny Legend!!
And also Happy Birthday <3
Aaaw they're so cute 😭😭😭💖💖
I imagine a pink sea bunny and cry of cuteness kfbdjd
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(And thank you!!)
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luna-the-cretar · 25 days ago
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So earlier at work, a guy (I’m guessing he worked at the ranch down the street) came in to pick up an order, and I swear to god, he had the EXACT OUTFIT that Andy wore for Shepherd during CoS. Like, down to the exact color of the shirt and hat.
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This man was in my store today
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whomstsnek · 1 day ago
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guess who is finally starting CoS ep 10 xx
about an hour in already and realllllllly loving the goings-on so far, this is so fucked up <3
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angelcityhustler · 19 days ago
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corkinavoid · 9 months ago
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DPxDC Danny the Guy Who Won't Die
He lives in Gotham, and he is just A Guy. Nothing weird about him, he's just there to study/work/help Lady Gotham to lift her curse/on vacation with Sam. Point is, he is not there to cause trouble and there's no GIW on his tail. Just a dude living his (after)life.
And Gotham, being Gotham, still finds a way to be annoying. There are mugging attempts, robbery, Rogues running around. Only Danny really doesn't want to deal with any of it.
Now there's a dilemma. If he uses his powers to fight, it will sooner or later come to Bats' attention. And if he fights as a human, it will also alert some of the Bats since he doesn't really do a great job at keeping his power levels low. Not to mention the fact he is really not enthusiastic about accidentally punching someone hard enough he sends them to a hospital.
What does he do instead? He pulls the 'I guess I'll die' act.
So every time he is attacked, he just plays dead. The mugger shot him in the chest? He falls down and stops breathing. Caught up in the middle of a Poison Ivy attack? Skewers himself on the vine and goes lax. Scarecrow's Fear Gas? Very dramatically chokes himself and plays a corpse. He makes sure to disappear before any ambulances arrive later, and it all goes well for a few months - he is just a casualty, who cares, really - until one day, he runs into that same mugger who shot him in the chest a while ago.
The man does a double take. Danny doesn't notice - he's been mugged so many times, who has the brain capacity to remember all of those fuckers. But the rumor goes out anyway.
A guy-who-won't-die. It's more of a city legend, really, and the Bats don't give it much thought since, well, it sounds stupid and not very important. A rumor of some man who was shot dead and then showed up like nothing happened? Yeah, it's probably because the mugger didn't check if he was actually dead. That happens. Maybe it wasn't even the same man, Gotham is a big city. If anything, hey, at least that was one less casualty? That's a good thing.
That is, until one day, they show up to Joker's hostage situation and witness the clown screaming at one of the hostages. He is so enraged he is shaking, spit flying out of his mouth, and, contrary to the usual Joker's evil sneers and maniacal laughter, he seems just... furious. But, like, the normal-human-level furious. The 'I just lost the last ounce of patience with you' furious.
"Don't you look away from me, you think I don't remember you?! Na-ah, I do. You were the one I drowned in the shark tank last week! And you were the one run through the chainsaw trap two weeks before that! And you were in the guillotine!!! I saw your fucking head get deattached from your body, how the fuck are you here again?!"
And the guy he is screaming at just looks at him, confused and incomprehensive.
"Um, I'm pretty sure I'd remember getting my head cut off, you know? So, err, wrong guy."
"Wrong guy my fucking ass-"
Joker is so distracted by his screaming match that it makes it almost too easy for the Bats to fight him down and drag to Arkham. Yet, a few of them get just a bit suspicious.
Now, imagine all the shenanigans when they try keeping a watch on Danny the Won't Die Guy.
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neuvilette-tea-party · 1 month ago
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✶ The venom
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Yandere! Naga Lord x Prisoner F!reader x Yandere! Naga Captain — MDNI! TW: Fantasy setting, Nagas!yandere, power imbalance, nobility and prisonner, one sided affection, lovesick, petnames (pet, little one, etc...), size difference, non con, P in V, anal, double penetration, hard fuck, breeding kink, forced creampie (multiple), forced orgasms, kind of Dom(m)/sub(m and f) dynamic, loss of virginity (m), missionary, mating press
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You knew... 
You knew there was a risk... 
The raids were frequent lately, but you still went into the forest to gather some medicinal plants, going farther and farther until inadvertently entering His territory.  
Hael the Naga Lord’s territory. 
Before you could do anything, before you could even scream to alert any hunter maybe near you, he wrapped his long body around you, clasping his clawed hand on your mouth with a shhhhhhh. 
“One word, little one... And I dismember you...” He promises with a deep voice dripping poison, “You are quite the catch. What will I do with you, I wonder...” 
And without further ado, he crawled deeper into his lair with you trapped in his embrace, taking you to the heart of his nest for whatever terrible death await you now... 
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This is not how you expected to spend your evening... 
After your chores, serving the Lord all day long, he received the legendary Captain Breezeler. 
A younger, even bigger Naga. 
A deadly warrior. 
Back when you were still among your people, you heard about tells of the young, fiery Naga captain, collecting human king heads all around as they kept raiding into human territories. He became a living legend 
Or rather a living curse... 
You feel so minuscule between the two monsters, they could kill you so easily... And the glance the Captain gave you when he saw you... 
Always the same, always creeping you out. 
Like he wanted to eat you, which is isnt unheard of. Nagas are known to enjoy human flesh as a particularly refined treat. 
Each time he comes here, you feel him near you wherever you go, like he is hunting you down through the lair of the lord. 
You spin to see behind you and you always see the tip of a long serpentine tail disappearing rapidly, and when you resume your walk, you feel a breath down your neck... 
And you don‘t need that in your life right now, you are already busy enough trying to survive your Master.  
You thought you would have the evening for yourself, that they would discuss their legendary differences and mutual hate, or discuss their next assault on the next human kingdom; 
Leaving you alone, like each time they met, allowing you time to breath 
And yet, here you are... 
Your master summoned you into the wretched nest, and they welcomed you by towering over you with all their height. 
Menacingly 
Carnivorously... 
Lord Hael caresses your cheek as he tenderly presses his lips to yours, weighing on you, forcing you to lie on Captain Brezeler’s larger body under you. He keeps kissing you when his hand traces your slit, making you jolt and contract your muscles again, earning a moan from Brezeler that gently ruts inside of you.  
"Do not come, warrior. Your cock is not the focus of our efforts, it is solely there for her. Control yourself."  
You cannot be sure, but you think you heard the tiniest, quietest whine from the Captain Brezeler.  
Lord Hael keeps trailing your slit up and down, gathering your slick on his hand before massaging his hard shaft with it, mixing it with his abundant pre-cum.  
He then repositions himself comfortably on the moss bed and aligns his cock with your quivering entrance, pressing the leaking tip against your raw hole.  
"Are you ready, little bird?” He hisses like a chant.  
He pushes forward and enters your tight pussy and you feel immediately ready to bust into tears.  
Too much  
This is too much  
You can't  
How could you even...  
"Shhhh, shhhh... I know, Pet, I know..." Hael soothes, keeping on pushing, " It is a lot to ask your pretty human body, I know. It is not meant to fit a Naga cock, let alone two." He takes your cheeks in his claws but doesn’t stop, "I know it is such a struggle to allow us both to enter your ravishing body. But you will manage. You always make it fit." He stops his words to let out a bestial groan, "Hell, you are so tight! You strangle me, little one."  
He curses in their serpentine language, words that you don’t know, but you can see all his powerful muscles contracting repeatedly under his scaly skin. Your mouth hangs open, trying desperately to force air down your lungs under the sheer pressure your body is subjected to.  
You are so full and literally split in two.   
Lord Hael finally finishes pushing his girth inside, letting it weigh inside your fluffy inner muscles.  
"Fucking hell..." He curses lowly before raising his gaze back to look at you, "It is all right, Pet, all is inside. You managed, once again. You are so good for me, little bird." He takes back his breath before letting a little chuckle escape him "Mmmh, the bulge is consequent. I love to see it. Feeling your little human body struggles to take me whole until it works. Your body was made for my cock, it was made for your Lord to fuck you as it pleases him...” He purrs, caressing the sinful bulge of your lower tummy with his warm hand delicately, "Relax, sweet thing, relax... Do not whine like that, give your body some time to adjust. It is okay, we know it is always difficult for you." He licks your face from your jaw to your temple with a growl, "But you always succeed in taking me. It is proof you were born for it. You are the cutest little thing, born to let Naga men use your body... Don’t you like that idea, Pet? Don’t you love the thought of spending your life to be a pretty little thing and letting us use your delectable human body? Nothing to think about, nothing to worry about, just letting yourself be fucked stupid and receiving our loads deep inside of you?" He hisses in your ear, "I feel your tight cunt contracting at my words, Princess, you cannot lie to me." You can hear the smile in his voice despite your closed eyes.  
He dramatically pushes his long hair behind his back with a satisfied expression.  
"And what do you think, Captain? Mmmh? Don’t you like that idea? Coming to my lair with a cute dripping human cunt waiting eagerly for you?" He asks regally.  
Captain Brezeler hisses in response, greeting his teeth as your warm body constricts his big, big cock.  
"Tsssssss. He is too far gone. I can’t reach him in that state. But maybe you can? Come on, use your words and ask him." Hael grins sadistically. 
He... Is he serious right now? The Captain is even bigger than him! If the slave talk above him he is going to slit your throat! 
“Pet?” The Lord hisses a warning. 
You gulp. 
"Ah! Won- Won't you li-AH-like this... Lord Brezeler?" You stutter between his hips thrusts.  
"Captain." Hael corrects darkly.  
You wince  
"Ca-Captain?"  
You feel Brezeler’s deep growl emanating from his chest in your back, his breath short and shallow as he loses himself in the sensations your body offers him.  
"Yes!" He finally lets out, almost whining, panting heavily, "I would... LOVE that, Lady (Y/n), sweet thing, ch'eo-"  
Hael slaps the back of Brezeler’s head with his brows frowned.  
"Do not address her so formally. She is Pet, or little one to you."  
"Ah-ah...! Yes, Pet...! I would love to come home to your cunt dri-ah-dripping for me." His sentence ends in a long groan.  
Hael squints, looking at the both of you in silence.  
"Can I cum?" Brezeler asks, at the end of his rope, squeezing you in his arms.  
"You would love that, don’t you?" Hael asks, "Cumming deep inside of her, painting her guts white with your seed, claiming her like the baseless animal that you are..."  
"Yes, yes, yes...!" Brezeler pants heavily   
"Well you cannot!"  
Brezeler instantly digs his claws deep into your flesh and throws his head violently backward against the edge of the nest. You can hear him breathe deeply, fighting his deepest instincts to obey his Lord.  
But it is... Difficult  
"Come on, warrior. You are renown for your legendary self-control and discipline but a human butt pushes you into such a corner? Is she that good?" Lord Hael tilts his head mockingly.  
Brezeler keeps his mouth closed, but the roar of rage and frustration rising in his throat and chest is unmistakable. You hear him breathe through his nose as his fingers dig into your hips.  
Hael lowers himself to your ear.  
"I know you are, Little pet. You make me lose all decency and reason with that sweet, sweet cunt of yours…” and he fondly kisses your cheek, "Her tight little ass must be stimulated enough. You can stop altogether, Captain." Hael declares, disinterested in Brezeler's despair.  
"Hung... My Lord..." Brezeler huffs, at the very limit of his patience and willpower.  
Hael only raises an eyebrow at him, unimpressed.  
"What, warrior? What power do you think you hold in this nest? You are here to serve and please me. Your body’s only quality is to be used. Plus, a woman needs way more than that to cum... Look at her, she is nowhere near orgasm and you are already at the end of your rope? She needs my expert touch to cum, don’t you little one? You have had enough of him playing with your rear, right? You need your cute pussy and clit to enter the game yeah? Yes, I know, pet, I discipline this unruly beast and will focus exclusively on you." He pecks your lips tenderly, holding your chin dripping with your drool before focusing on Brezeler.  
"Lord,” Captain Brezeler growls, "You promised me."  
"I know what I promised you, warrior. But if you want your prize, you’d better honor your end of the bargain. I do not ask for much, only your total obedience. You are used to obeying, no? Blindly following orders with an empty head? This is what I ask of you, those are MY terms, and you knew it entering this lair. Yes or no?"  
You hear a snarl behind your back.  
"Yes or no, warrior?"  
"...Yes."  
"Good. So you will obey in all matters. I am not interested in knowing if it is too much, if it is too difficult, if it is too painful... You.Obey." Loard Hael growls, pissed off by Brezeler’s insolence, pressing you against his hot body, parting you from Brezeler that seems to try to hold you back.  
But he learns his lesson, and lets the Lord take you.  
"And if you do... You will earn the privilege I promised you. The privilege that a lot of other Nagas tried to gain from me, but I gave to none. Do you hear me, warrior? You will be the first."  
Brezeler seems to subside as he takes the measure of Hael’s words and the immense present given to him.  
"So? Can I count on you, or should I kick you out now?" Hael demands royally.  
"Yes, Lord Hael." Brezeler agrees, his teeth gritted shut, "But it is quite difficult to-"  
"This is not my problem, dissociate if you have to." Hael closes the matter, turning his head back to you, his hard expression melting into a playfully dominating one, "Are you ready, my sweet?”  
He starts slipping out, earning a hiss from you. Once mid-way through, he pushes back in, slowly, and continues several times.  
"There... Nice and slow... I would hate for your precious body to get bruised, little pet. What would I do if my favorite toy were broken?. Let’s give it time to stretch well for me."  
One of his hands grabs a fistful of your hair to pull you into a demanding kiss, so different than the gentle love he is making, while his second hand fondles your nervous bud and starts playing with it.  
"Oh, you have such an honest and reactive body, Pet. I barely touched your little pearl, and you strangled me hard instantly. I love bodies like that..." He chuckles in the kiss, “Mmmmmh, keep going, sweet thing, you are doing wonderful, and I am sure your our dear Captain ADORES feeling you constricting his stupid cock!"  
Brezeler whines lightly in response, but remains perfectly still as Hael orders, only caressing your hips with his thumbs.  
"I think you are ready, little one. You are dripping on my cock right now, you can take more of me." And Hael starts rutting into you at a higher speed, without neglecting your clit "Hell! Tight human pussy so good, better than any Naga cunts in existence... You are mine, sweet thing, do you hear me? You came into existence to serve me! Didn’t you, sweet little pet? You are my personal fucktoy, my beloved little doll to breed until morning came... Him? I will exceptionally lend you to him for the soiree, but you can refuse if you want..." He teases mercilessely 
Like they would ever take your opinion into account...  
Brezeler growls a warning.  
"Of course, little bird, of course you are not obligated to accept him. If you wish, I can send him back right now."  
You do not see it, but it is evident Hael is smiling sadistically at Brezeler with all the haughtiness of a Lord while Brezeler must be shooting him dead with his glare.  
"What do you think, pet? Do you want him gone? Tell me…”  
Yes 
You want him gone 
Both of them 
But you value your head on your neck still 
"No." You weakly gasp, already feeling your brain melting away under Hael’s mean hip thrusts.  
"No, my sweet?” His tone drips with venom “Oh, you have such a better heart than me, way more merciful. If I were you, I would kick him out."  
Brezeler snarls in response and Hael sniggers, audibly satisfied.  
"Well, Captain? Aren’t you happy our toy wants us both?." Hael orders  
"Th-thank you, Prin-Pet..." Brezeler grunts, his body heat skyrocketing.  
"'Thank you, Pet'? Who is the Captain here again?"  
"I-I knew she.. Desperately wanted... To be used by us both." Brezeler corrects, his cock stimulated by your bobbing movement on Hael's cock.  
"Better." Hael bites, "Now, my pet, where were we? Ah, yes, your delectable little pearl. Captain, since you are useless at the moment, help your little pet and stimulate her clitoris. I want to hug her with both of my arms.”  
You feel Brezeler's hands lowering on your body, caressing your inner thighs tenderly before one comes flicking your little clit earning a yelp from you clenching around them both.  
Brezeler yelps and Hael groans, finishing in a satisfied snigger as his hands sneak around your body, pressing you hard against his tall body. He forces you to lie down on Brezeler's tall, wider body as he lies on you in return, hugging you so tightly you feel like suffocating. His hands roam your body, caressing your back tenderly but also...  
Possessively.  
He deeply inhales your scent and exhales, satisfied.  
"Delicious... So delicious. I love your cute body, human, it gives me so much." He accelerates his rhythm, making you see stars, "Oh look at yourself. Absolutely cock drunk. You are drooling all over yourself, sweet thing. This is a mess! This is such a good look for you. I want to admire it every day..."  
You open your mouth... Only to let out an incoherent chain of whines and mewls and moans, utterly incapable of speaking a single proper word.  
You are simply to fucked out.  
"Shhhhhhhhh.I know, little one. Do not try to speak, just enjoy. Relax, let us do the work." Hael softly speaks, kissing the corner of your lips and cheek.  
Hael’s ruts inside of you, his former quick but sweet pace disappeared in favor of him roaming his hips into yours, your flesh hitting each other, lewd wet sounds resonating in thenest with your desperate grunts.  
He is mean and rough and impales you on his cock without any mercy.  
"You squeeze me so much, pet. This is... A delight !" He huffs.  
Brezeler keeps massaging your clit thoroughly, but his second hand comes to turn your face towards him and capture your lips again in a desperate kiss.  
Desperate for some affection in return.  
Hael releases your body to take support on the tree behind you, looming over you two.   
"Aren’t you cute together?" He snarls, " I could shed a tear.”  
Hael gives you a violent hip thrust out of the sudden and you slash Brezeler's lip inadvertently. You yelp in surprise as Brezeler licks the blood away.  
Hael releases the tree to place his hands beside your and Brezeler's head, dominating you both.  
Entirely. 
He considers you both, squinting, gauging you both before sniggering 
"Let’s resume." And he takes up his pushes, meaner than ever, more selfish, more... Jealous  
"Are you sleeping, warrior? I said, 'lets resume', do you really want me to kick you out?”  
"Understood, my Lord." Brezeler responds, keeping his tone neutral, the best he could. He reassures his grip on your thighs and resumes plunging his cock inside of you.  
Having Hael inside always was complicated enough; having Brezeler inside is another level of difficulty.  
Having them both inside, is a miracle.  
But having them both roam into you together must count as manslaughter!  
How?!  
How can you take them both rutting into you at the same time? Their sizes are not meant to fuck the same person at the same time! You are split in two by each cock rearangeing your guts as it pleases them. Your nerve endings are on fire, the shockwaves of pleasure disintegrate your brain cells with each passing second.  
And they show no signs of stopping.  
"Focus on my words, pet. Listen to me, I want you to cum with me. I want us both to cum at the same time, do you think you can do that for me?" Hael sweetly asks. 
Like a poisonous treat. 
You can only pant in response. They are literally fucking your brain out, making you roll your eyes inside your head. You feel your drool running on your own chin as you forget yourself in the pleasure   
"Focus, my dear. Captain, when did I tell you to stop taking care of her little clit?" Hael demands haughtily.  
Brezeler's hand returns between your and Hael's body to resume his sweet torture, making you mewl and cream all over Hael's cock.  
"Fuck... I almost cummed hearing you." He says, getting back control over himself, "Focus your mind to kiss me, little one."  
And your lips meet again in a starving embrace, devouring you out of lust and hunger. He robs of your air with the kiss and your dignity with his fuck. The kiss is languid and passionate as he thrusts meanly into you.  
"I am so close, sweet little pet. Can you sprint to the finish line to meet me?” He almost begs. 
But you know better.  
You nod weakly, just trying not to pass out at this point.  
“Warrior, accelerate your caress, stop everything, and focus solely on her clit for now. You can cum after. Help her squirt for me, would you?”  
Hael rolls his hips deep and hard in your pussy as Brezeler caresses your clit at a very high speed making you shake, moan, and tremble...  
Hael clasps his lips on yours, devouring you with his mouth like a starved predator, grunting and moaning his own pleasure. 
"Come on, Pet, I know you can do it. Cum with me... Come on, sweet thing. You would not want to anger me, wouldn’t you?"  
The scent of sex makes you feel dizzy, and all the moans and wet sounds make your head spin.  
Hael hips thrust start to get erratic as your pussy convulses and tightens around his long cock.  
And then, the tension snaps brutally and you feel like your brain just explodes at the same time as your pussy. In a blinding light, you squirt on Hael's shaft as he pushes one last time, spurting his virile seed inside your womb.  
Your orgasm scream is muffled by Hael's demanding kiss, swallowing all sounds coming from you. He keeps kissing you as your human pussy is milking him for all his worth, feeling his creamy seed invading your secret temple.   
Hael remains still inside of you, kissing you deeply, while your orgasm slowly subsides and with it your desperate yelps. 
He reluctantly parts from you, panting and sweating. The deep kiss led to softer ones on the tip of your lips, a strand of saliva connecting you, as proof of your sin.  
"Wonderful, Pet." Hael praises, sighing, "You did it, good girl. Oh, you are drooling all over yourself, little one. Was it that good?" He laughs at you cruelly, cupping your cheek, "I love you so much, my sweet pet. You are everything I need in this life."  
You whine under the praises, your heartbeat slowly going down, feeling sweat trickling down your body.  
"Allow me to remain inside a bit more, sweet thing. I need to feel your body around my cock a little longer…”  
Hael lies on you, weighing you down as he pecks your lips and cheeks. His tail wraps around one of your legs, moving rhythmically around your limb. You whine as Brezeler doesn’t stop caressing your little clit rapidly, keeping your spasming thighs shaking terribly and prompting Hael to look down between your bodies.  
"All right, warrior, enough. I will take it from here." Hael parts from you to sit on his ankles, still buried deep within you. "I will take care of her pearl, you may fuck her as you please."  
Brezeler immediately seizes under your thighs to raise and open them up and resume his deep rut, while Hael draws sweet circles on your clit.  
Brezeler ravages you like he is desperate, whining and moaning into your ear, begging you to accept him deep inside, he licks the sweat rolling down your temple while you feel like you are being fucked by an animal.  
You are definitely loosing some IQ points at each thrusts.   
Hael throws his head back, appreciating the up and down movement on his cock as Brezeler mates with you like it is his last day on earth. 
"That is not displeasing at all. Keep going a little more, warrior." Hael hums.  
Brezeler grunts in response and turns your head to capture your lips once again. His tongue enters your mouth to dance and hug yours in an intimate embrace.  
Oh dear maker...!  
It is like a horse pounding into you.  
This is such a trial.  
This so hard.  
You almost bite your own tongue under his ravaging thrust.  
"Ca... Can't! To-too much..." You whine, parting from the kiss to throw your head backward.  
Hael who was caressing the bulge made by his cock with dark satisfaction raises his red gaze to you. 
"Come on now, pet. Do not be ridiculous. Of course you can if I order you." He grins at you   
"I-I... I can’t..."  
"Shhhhhhhh. Of course you can, and knowing you, it won’t be the last time. Turn your head and look at your Captain. See how relieved he feels? You can’t deny him now, Pet. Can you? Look at his face, so lost in the pleasure you are giving him. Only you can make him feel like that.”  
You get lost in your admiration of Brezeler's face. He looks so harsh, but when he manages to open his eyes to look into yours, you can see all the desperation, the hope, and the lust.  
 All that his heart is capable.  
His eyes shine bright, begging you not to refuse him, to let him have this, that this is all he ever wanted in life. 
“Come on, Pet. What would happen to my honor if my possession doesn’t eagerly serve my guests?”Lord Hael’s let hang over your head. 
You gulp and lean forward to kiss Brezeler’s cheek.  
He comes undone instantly. 
When your lips touch his skin his entire body violently contracts and he buries himself to the hilt and cums deep inside.  
You cannot refrain from the pathetic cry of surprise escaping you as you feel his hot milky seed flooding your guts.  
You gasp for air, but ultimately relieved that it is over.  
Brezeler's body relaxes and hits the moss under him as all his strength escapes him. His body is burning to the touch, drenched in sweat, and his large chest rises up and down rapidly.  
Hael considers the scene before him and lets out a single mocking snigger.  
"Amateurs..." He slips out of you gently and you protest at the empty sensation in your cunt.  
Hael silently admires his work on you.  
"Mmmmmh... This is always such a joy to see my seed oozing out of your little pussy, pet. A shame I do not have our favorite plug on hand."  
"Lord..." Brezeler intervenes with a hiss, still panting.  
"Yes, I know, warrior. I did not forget.”  
Hael leans on the side to retrieve a chalice of water. You look at it with envy, feeling parched and exhausted.  
You cry as he gulps down the glass himself, craving that fresh water in your throat. But Hael leans forward, cupping your cheek, and kisses you deeply, letting you drink at the fountain of his lips. You swallow the water with glee and relief. He parts with you and leaves a last soft peck on the tip of your lips.  
He raises back to admire the obscene scene in his nest, his long hair framing his gorgeous face.    
He suddenly slaps Brezeler’s thick tail.  
"All right, Captain. She is all yours.”  
 You frown, exhausted, as Hael simply slithers out of the nest casually.  
You yelp as you feel Brezeler seizing your hips to slip his large cock out of you. More considerate than your Master, he does it very slowly, not to upset your sensitive body. That doesn’t prevent an ungodly moan from escaping you as his tip is freed from your tight ring, leaving you infuriatingly empty.  
"Oh fuck!" You curse at the new sensation, both relieved and displeased. 
To your distress.  
Brezeler kisses your cheek with a loud noise and lays you beside him in the large nest and... Rolls on top of you.  
You gulp, Brezeler looming over you in complete silence, both hands beside your head, devouring you with his serpentine eyes.  
"Hum... Captain?" You start with a trembling voice, "What did Master Hael promise you exactly?"  
"Your sweet pussy." Hael reenters the nest with a glass of human wine in his hand  
"What?!" You demand indignant and incredulous  
With his size?!  
No! 
Nono nononono nonononono no no!  
There are reasons why Hael got your pussy :   
-Hael never allowed another male to approach your pussy. It is HIS and his ONLY.   
- Especially Brezeler with his measurements!  
There are limitations to the human body and this is one of them: Your pussy cannot take him.  
Like water is wet and fire is hot, Brezeler doesn’t fit.  
You look back at Brezeler, praying for him to smile and admit they are fucking with you. A cruel joke at the expense of the captive girl, terrified for her life. 
But he looks incredibly serious and...  
Determinated. 
And crazy. 
"Master! Please!" You protest, putting your hands on Brezeler's pecs to prevent him from lying on you.   
"Relax, pet. I know you can do it." He responds incredibly disinterested.  
"How can you know such a thing!?" You protest, terrified and angry.  
"We prepared you all night for this goal. Hell, I was preparing you for several months!" He gently approaches to brush your cheek with his knuckles.  
"Trust me, (Y/n)..." Brezeler whispers softly, his hand cupping your cheek tenderly, "I will be nice... I will be tender. I dream of this night since I saw you for the very first time..."  
You gulp, yelping like a terrified puppy.  
"Go on, warrior. A human woman's desire dies quickly." Hael instructs.  
Brezeler angles your head up and lowers himself to kiss you. It is so soft, so sweet, so tender... You can’t believe he is about to crush you to pieces...  
You can believe he kisses you like a lover when he is your torturer. 
He brushes your noses together and sits on his tail, grabbing your hips in his large hands, and aligns himself against your entrance.  
His shaft is already proudly erect once again, as nothing can tire Nagas. He plays with the tip for three seconds before lathering his entire length with his abundant pre-cum, spilling again.  
You shudder, hypnotized and utterly terrified by his size.  
He presses his fat tip and pushes past the tight ring of your flesh.  
"Oh fuck!" you instantly explode, feeling all your air being pushed out of you as he invades your tight canal.  
"Language, pet." Hael warns. 
You gasp for air, several times, feeling like you are suffocating.  
"Fuckfuckduckfuckfuck...!" You repeat like it would make it easier for your tight cunt.  
Brezeler keeps pushing, slowly but without stopping for a moment.  
"... Fuck... Please!" You beg, out of your mind. 
"Relax, (Y/n)." Brezeler coos, "You are doing so great." He brushes your nose again in a desperate attempt to ease your tight muscles.  
You feel him stretching you wide open, tearing your delicate muscles apart.  
This is so hard!  
You feel like you are dying.  
And finally  
He stops  
"Breath, my sweet, we are mid-way through." He peppers kisses all over your face  
"Captain.. Please... I beg of you, please... I can't..." You huff and pant and cry, feeling a tear rolling down your cheek.  
Brezeler licks the tear with a purr.  
"Yes, you can, my little pet. Of course you can, you are so good for me, I know you can do it." he praises, offering sweet words to comfort and support you.  
You stutter several time  
"I can't..." You repeat, your throat constricted.  
"Yes, you can." he kisses you softly. "The Lord prepared you well. I know for a fact that you can do it. You only need love and time to adjust." He peppers sweet kisses on your lips.  
He grabs your two cheeks and delicately kisses your trembling mouth properly, humming in the kiss, vocalizing his satisfaction. The kiss is sickly sweet and reverent, like a devotee praying to his idol. It makes you feel like he loves you, his lips brushing yours as his thumbs caress your cheekbone, his purr resonating in the large bedroom.  
But why would he loves you? You are a possession, a prisoner. 
A prey to toy with before devouring it. 
You gasp and beg for Brezeler's mercy, but he resumes his motion, getting deeper and deeper, and deeper...  
"Oh fuck...!" You sob  
"Breathe, my sweet, tell me if it hurts." Brezeler comforts you, on the verge of explosion himself.  
It doesn’t hurt exactly, it's just...  
Too much!  
"Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease...."  
"Almost there, little one. Do not break on me, you are a big girl. Hold my hand.”  
Brezeler clasps one of his clawed hands in yours, intertwining your fingers together, and locking you with him.  
"We are almost there." He repeats before letting out a curse in Naga language you do not know.  
"How is it for you, warrior?" Hael mocks, "How are you holding on?"  
"... With difficulties." Brezeler admits between two deeps breaths through his nose, "I did not expect... All of that."  
Hael laughs, tremendously amused.  
"I warned you human pussies were something else. I was cursed until death the night I entered her tight vagina." He muses finishing his glass. "But you have no comparison point, do you, warrior? Bedding partners is not what you are known for, isn't it?"  
Brezeler gasps as you open your mouth in a perfect O.  
Finally  
You feel his hips against yours...  
He is fully inside. And that is a miracle.  
Brezeler trembles terribly, sweat trickling down his carved body, his breath is short and shallow.  
For a second you are afraid his gigantic body would just snap under so much pressure and fall on you, crushing you entirely.  
"So? How is it?" Hael slyly demands, "How does your first pussy feels, warrior?"  
"A lot...!" Brezeler breathily responds.  
You shudder, your little pussy stretched in a way you never felt before. 
"Mmmmh, maybe human pussy is too high class for an ingenue like you, Captain... You should have known your limits and restricted yourself. Feel free to slip out of her if you do not feel up to the task.”  
Brezeler's response forces you to open your eyes wide in shock. He roars like a beast, his long, pointy teeth gritted shut, refusing to back down before the Lord of Nagas.  
"You are sure of yourself, warrior, as I expected. But learn that fucking a rear and fucking a pussy are two different things. You need techniques, dexterity, stamina, and flexibility. Pussies are such magnificent jewels of nature but so demanding and complex... Are you really sure you can do it?" Hael keeps teasing.  
"I can." Brezeler leaves out, slowly getting back control over himself. " I can. Thank you for your concerns, my Lord."  
Hael laughs.  
"You think I worry about you? Learn a little thing, warrior, you are EXACTLY where I want you to be. You thought you wanted this, but I wanted you here because this entire situation benefits me only.”  
"How so?" Brezeler asks, slowly recovering his usual sterness.  
"Fuck her a little, and we will see if you learned anything in politics." Hael responds haughtily.  
Brezeler gives him a side eye, suspicious, but refocuses on you and his sternness softens a bit.  
"I am going to move, my sweet." He announces gently.  
What’s with the ‘my sweet’ with him? 
You greet your teeth in the sheer effort to not break down in his arms.  
Brezeler slips a bit out of you, just a little, and gently pushes back in. You instantly dig your nails into his hand and into the wet moss under you, piercing his skin to blood. But your body lets him move without being too difficult   
Brezeler tries again, and again, and again, and again, and... He is now making gentle love to you, stretching to your absolute maximum. You whine weakly because no other sound is able to pass your lips.  
"What are you waiting for, Captain? Kiss her." Hael seems to be losing his patience. "Are you getting shy all of a sudden?"  
Brezeler licks his lips before lying on your body, shielding you from everything with his size, and your lips meet for a kiss. 
Sickly sweet 
Sickly tender 
Like those creatures were capable of love, but you know better.  
"Go on. Kiss her as she loves it, use your tongue, rob her of her breath, and make her head spin." Hael instructs  
Next thing you know, Brezeler's tongue is licking your lips, demanding access. You reluctantly accept, and he locks your lips in a tender embrace, in a languorous dance of tongues and a languid, sensual experience.  
You mewl in the kiss, trying desperately not to bite his tongue in your confusion.  
"Very good. Keep thrusting, do not slow down. The next thing you will do is take care of her clitoris. Penetration is good, but what matters is that delicious and delicate bundle of nerves.”  
Brezeler’s second-hand caresses its way south, brushing your skin and leaving goosebumps on its trail until it reaches your clit and starts to massage it fondly.  
Brezeler's muscles immediately contract at your reaction, arching his back in a reflex.  
"Did you feel it? How she immediately clenched around your cock under your gentle attention? That’s how you treat a woman, do you understand?"  
"Yes, my Lord..." Brezeler tries to recover his cool but your cunt works him up so much he has trouble remaining focused.  
Hael looks at you both, a strange shimmer in his eyes. He approaches his large nest, hands clasped behind his back, not even trying to cover himself modestly.  
"Rise up and push her legs on her chest, then lay on them. Tilt her hips up." He says casually, caressing the side of your face with the tip of his fingers, looking at you with satisfaction.  
Brezeler obeys, grabbing your hips, he tilts them up, presses your legs on your rising chest, and lies over you.  
You let out the most lewd and undignified sound a human ever produced... Finishing in a Desperate gasped plea.  
"How does it feel, warrior? Can you feel how it magically opened her up?" Hael asks with a lopsided grin.  
"Ye-Yes'..." Brezeler nods enthusiastically, panting like a dog, rutting into you with abandon but still mindful of your physical limitations and size differences.  
"Keep fucking her, do not forget her pearl."  
Brezeler gasps and groans and moans and grunts, rolling his hips into you with what you can only describe as pure glee.  
"Continue, Captain. Keep going, feel her around you, appreciate her warmth, enjoy her wetness, admire how she welcomes you inside despite your difference in stature..."  
Brezeler's hand that is not working on your clit suddenly grabs the root next to your head and you can actually hear him break it apart with his claws, reducing it to pieces.  
"What do you think, soldier? Is it better than everything you ever knew?" Hael asks in a secretive tone  
But something in his voice is...rotten  
Like his words are dripping of pure poison  
"Yes, Lord! It is fantastic!" Brezeler declares, getting lost in his sensations.  
"Aaaaaaaw, do you hear that, pet? Your pussy is fantastic." Hael smiles at you, booping your nose.  
Then Hael suddenly grabs Brezeler's long hair and yanks his head backward violently.   
Brezeler whines in surprise and tries to get him to let go, but Hael doesn’t release him and shakes his head to force him into submission.  
"Now listen, soldier.” He spits, “You may be a genius on the Battlefield, but you are a wounded puppy in politics. I will generously give you a little class, in addition to this fucking lesson. All right?”  
Brezeler growls. 
But submit  
"Good. Keep fucking while I lecture you, she should not have to suffer your incompetence."   
Brezeler resumes his thrusts, his head uncomfortably forced backward.  
"Now listen, little boy. You may think I made you an honor tonight, and you would be right. You would be shocked to know the number of naga who begged me for one night in her arms. But I refused. Each of them. Do you have an idea why?"  
"...They were not worth your time?" Brezeler hisses between his teeth.  
"And that would make YOU worth it, maybe?" Hael mocks, "I had nothing to gain by giving them access to her embrace. You... You are fucking pain in my neck since your entry into the family!" Hael hisses between gritted fangs, "You kept turning around her endlessly. You think you might have been smooth and discreet, but first puppy loves are usually too exciting to be hidden. But it was also the perfect trap." Hael continues snarling, "For you see, this honor will be your curse for the rest of your life. Spending your first time between the thighs of a human woman will haunt you for the rest of your life and will only benefit me. You will wish to remain in this breeding nest, between those thighs, buried inside her until the end of times..." He taunts.  
Brezeler remains silent, listening attentively to where all of this is going.  
"But, if you wish to remain, you must please ME in return. And that starts by stopping all your crazy plans, stopping to ignore my orders, and FINALLY learning your true place in this family. Do you hear me, boy...?"  
Hael shakes him again before his mutism.  
"I pity you, Brezeler, having your first time between her thighs. Tasting true pleasure at last, but with her body. You do not know the shackles you just put on yourself. You will never be able to settle for any less."  
"What makes you think that?" Brezeler finally broke his silence.  
"Because that's what happened to me. I entered her once and realized immediately I brought doom upon myself." Hael reveals, "Why do you think I suddenly sent back my harem? I knew at that moment that they could never give me what I was craving anymore.” He lets the poison drip off his tongue to intoxicate Brezeler, "You will spend the rest of your life starving for a love no Naga will ever be able to offer you. You will walk desperately in search of an oasis to drink out of. You will try to dress a wound that will keep on bleeding... I.Promise.You." Hael enunciates clearly, like his long years as a ruler taught him "But... If you accept my terms, I will allow you to keep meeting her, to appease your hunger and quench your thirst. I only expect from you your total obedience and submission. Is that clear?"   
"Be more precise in your offer." Brezeler negotiates.  
"If I order you to stop your crazy battle plan, you stop it. If I order you to not mingle in other fae’s affairs, you keep that nose of yours out of their business. If I order you to not perform a preemptive strike, to not put our youngs in danger, to not flirt with the line, you obey. And if you do that, I will allow you to keep seeing MY pet." Hael hisses the 'my', "You will be free to flirt and to live your puppy love like you were in a dream. I will allow you to fuck her pussy all your heart contents, and if you prove yourself especially obedient to my power..." Hael presses his lips to Brezeler's ear to whisper, "I will allow you... To breed her.”  
Brezeler seems to freeze, eyes focused on his Lord, debating in himself whether he was telling the truth.  
"You heard me right, boy." Hael smiles at him, "If you are obedient, I will let you breed my cute human darling. Don’t you want that? Seeing her getting round and heavy with the weight of your baby? Admiring her walking around the forest with your legacy inside of her for all Nagas to see? Don't you crave it? Don't you dream about it?" Hael’s words finish in an incubus purr, tempting Brezeler, already slipping down the slope.  
"... What would my rights be toward the child?" Brezeler demands, cautious but oh so... Seduced.  
"They will live with her and me, they will receive the Family’s protection and privileges. But I'll make it clear to them who their father is, I will not take that role for you. When you come back from the battlefields, you can take them to your territory to have them all to yourself, I do not care."  Hael lowers himself down to Brezeler's level again "If you play your cards right, Brezeler, you will secure what every Naga parent craves for their descendants: privileges and security from the humans. If you listen to me, you will be able to fulfill your Naga breeding instincts to your heart’s content and protect all your children with my status.”  
Brezeler chest rises up and down rapidly.  
"All I ask in return, for all these honors, is your obedience and loyalty..."   
Brezeler presses his lips in a thin line, silencing himself.  
"I know that you dream about it... That you wake up sweating at the thought of breeding my darling. I saw it in your very eyes... This is so easy, you only have to say 'yes' to me."  
Hael turns his head to you, with a knowing grin.  
"What do you think, pet? Wouldn’t you love to receive this energetic young naga's seed inside of you? Be a good pet and bear our children to us both?"  
You open your mouth only to let out a choked gurgle, a long stream of drool escaping your mouth, your eyes rolling inside your head.   
You think you hear them speak but you could NOT understand a word to save your life with how fucked up your brain is right now. 
Thank the Warrior Brezeler is so focused on Hael's words his rut is less powerful.  
Allowing you to just... Breathe  
"Mmmmmh... Look at her Captain, admire how blessed she looks, how she takes your cock so well! Don't you want to spend your life pleasing her? Giving her the children she craves, offering the family that she deserves?" Hael muses, "Look deep into those eyes, see the bliss and lust, and tell me she was born for another purpose but to give children to the Naga clan." He purrs, looking at your dazed form fondly.  
"My work...Humph- My work is important! Only I can do it. I need to serve the Clan..."  
"You can serve in so many other ways than to set fire to it, soldier." Hael's tone hardens, "Be loyal to your lord without being zealous, learn your limit, and give children to the Family. That! Is the Naga way.” He shakes his head once, "If you accept, she could get pregnant with you this very night, Brezeler." Hael whispers like a siren, "Could you imagine it? Pregnant with your descendants? Your legacy secured, the ultimate goal: perpetuating the race."  
Brezeler's muscles contract as his breath deepens, terribly interested, drinking Hael's words like honey.  
"You are a good Naga, Brezeler. I know it." Hael soothes, " You know deep down what the species need. Securing the next generations, giving meaning to your very work, and giving you a reason to fight the human kingdoms. Don’t you want to be part of all of this? Be a hero in battle and in everyday life? Don’t you think your genius brain should have a chance to live on in your heirs?"  
Hael caresses the consequent bulge in your stomach, guiding Brezeler's eyes lower, towards your womb. He brushes the skin delicately and with love.  
"You have only one word to say, Brezeler, and everything you ever desired could be yours... What is your decision?”  
"..."  
"What did you say, soldier? Speak clearly, I did not hear you!" Hael demands regally.  
"...Yes... Yes, yes...!" Brezeler repeats, at the end of his rope, seduced beyond his mind, ready to pounce.  
Hael considers him in silence, squinting at the once fiercome Captain  
Finally reduced to an obedient puppy in his hands... It took some time, but he managed.  
Finally.  
"Good, soldier, good." He playfully boops the tip of Brezeler's nose, "We will discuss all the new rules you will EAGERLY follow later." He releases Brezeler's hair that almost falls on you, crushing you entirely, "You may have her as it pleases you, you have my blessing...She is all yours for the rest of the night.”  
Brezeler grunts heavily, taking deep breaths like after a marathon. He lays fully on you, pressing your knees against your chest, crushing you under the weight of his muscular body, one arm slides under your back, pressing you so tight you feel your lungs will explode, and the other hand grabs the top of your head, a mix between taking a fistful of hair and caressing your head like he could not know if he was trying to be gentle or rough.  
He takes a long lick from your jaw to your temple with the flat of his slitted tongue, letting out a long moan. He licks the other side of your face, drinking the tears and sweat on your skin.  
He then presses his forehead against yours, captivating the rest of your dying attention with his bright slitted eyes.  His eyes shine so brightly that the pupils disappeared altogether, and the moonlight is useless with two pairs of Naga eyes.  
He replace himself, his hips forcing yours to tilt upward.  
He slips out of you, leaving just his tip...  
Looks at you dead in the eyes, daring you to stop him. 
And rams his whole size back in with full force  
You let out a scream  
It feels like a bull run over you.  
He slips out and do it again, impaling his cock down your little pussy that does its best to take such dimensions ramming into you  
You try to take a big breath, but each of his hip undulation punches the air out of you. You try to cry and complain, but all words die in your throat.  
Brezeler keeps going.  
Accelerate his pace  
Until he fucks your poor pussy like he would fuck a sex toy, rapidly, deeply and greedily. 
"Fuck!" Brezeler curses between breaths, "That's fantastic!" He licks your face and mouth like a rabid animal would, his proper and elegant dispositions and manners gone with the wind, "Keep going, my sweet! Do not refuse me!" He ruts deep inside, burying himself to the hilt, hitting your cervix with full force, "You feel so good! Take me! Take me whole!"  
The tree roots complain and crack under his assaults, threatening to break under such activities.  
"Please, sweet thing, please!" Brezeler begs, out of his mind, moaning and groaning like a beast in heat, "Will you bear my children? Let me breed you? Like the good Princess that you are?" In his complete confusion, he manages to capture your lips and kisses you languorously, muffling all your screams.  
"That’s... Fucking impressive, i have to admit." Hael says casually, his arms crossed over his chest, observing the...Breeding session.  
"Let me cum inside my love. Let me give you a baby. A little one...! Oh fuck!" Brezeler grunts, his voice dropping several octaves as his instinct takes the reins of his brain, "Love...! Be good for me! Let me breed you, you were made to take my cock in your pussy! Gods, this is so good, I cannot stop!"  
"Aaaaw, the first love frolicking mark you for life! Make it count, soldier." Hael pats Brezeler’s shoulders with two fingers and slithers outside the bedroom towards his library, "Have fun, you two."  
"I can feel you all around me! You are strangling my cock so hard, I want to remain BURIED in you for the rest of my life! Oh please, Love..." Brezeler’s voice fluctuates between orders, laments, begging, prayers…"I never felt anything like that before! I can only think about breeding that cute pussy! I can feel it clenching around my cock, begging for my seed...! FUCK! I'll give it to you, my sweet, all of it, until the very last drop!" Brezeler chants his litany, rocking his hips so hard you can only wonder if your pelvis will not just break under such assaults "Do you want it, love? Do you want my seed deep inside you?"  
Raw pleasure courses your body, shaking your limbs violently. By some miracle, Brezeler’s fuck isn’t painful but that doesn’t make it any more easier and you feel his tip repeatedly hitting your cervix deep inside of you.  
"S-Sir...! Please!" You gasp, "You-You're too much... I ca-"  
"And all of it is for you, love! Only for you! Oh FUCK! The Lord was right! It's not worth it if they dont feel like you around my cock! Oh, you cursed me, Love! I can never have any other pussy from now on...! You will be my death...!"  
"Ple-... I beg of you... Slow down! I can’t take that much inside me!" You cry, "Oh god..!"  
"I can’t!" He gasps as he keeps plunging in shaft deep between your bruised flesh "You are driving me insane... I need that tight pussy squeezing me! Oh, you feel AMAZING!”  
"Ple-please! Finish quickly...!" You beg in tears. "Oh Maker, I can't!"  
"I-I can't! I want you to cum first! I NEED you to cum first! Cum for me my love, do it for me! Ah, your screams of pleasure are amazing!" His hand holding your head sneaks between your bodies to play with your clit.   
You squeal and tense instantly, your entire body under intense pressure, compressing his hard shaft.   
"That was GLORIOUS, my love! Oh, keep going, I beg of you! You are all I ever wanted in this life, I need no one else! Fuck, I cant think properly! Tight pussy so good...!" He furiously caresses your clit, leaving you no time to recover or breath as he keeps pounding you like a nightbull in rut. "I feel you squeezing more and more! Cum for me! Squirt on my cock! Make a mess!”  
Brezeler roars as he deepens his thrusts, sweat rolling on his carved body.  
"Hug me, my love! Dig your nails in my shoulders, claw my back! I want to wear the scars of your passion deep into my flesh!"   
The wet, sloppy, lewd sounds of your furious lovemaking mixed with the heady scent of sex is making your head spin dangerously.  
"I want to fuck my load deep inside! I want your stomach swollen with all of my semen! I want to see your pretty body heavy with my child! I want to show you off to all the others! Cute pussy letting me breed her as I need it!” He chants, "Dig your nails in my skin, make me bleed for you! Do what you want with my body, I give it to you! It was created to serve you! Hell!" Brezeler starts to get delirious between your thighs; gone is the charismatic and unsinkable Captain.  
You now have a true animal between your thighs  
"Oh- Oh Gods....!!!!" You hiss, feeling the tsunami of pleasure rising in your veins.  
"Yes! Cum for me my love! Do not fight it! Cum on my cock, use me for your convenience!"  
He gives a final, fated twist to your pearl, and you scream for all to hear, the tsunami crashing down upon you with such violence you think you will pass out entirely! Your muscles contract so much that you are convinced they will be torn to shreds! Your toes curl so hard it is painful as your back arches dramatically under Brezeler’s large body.  
Brezeler gives you four final thrusts that you can only qualify as violent and desperate, and he comes undone inside you.  
You feel his entire body hardening as he represses a roar coming from the very depths of his chest, burying his head in the crook of your neck and spurting his seed in your abused pussy.  
Your body suddenly...Fall  
Whatever was holding it together, tension, survival instinct, madness... Just snaps, and all your strength leaves you entirely, and you enter some kind of physiological shock. You spasm on the mattress of moss helplessly, losing all control over your limp body, leaving it at Brezeler's entire mercy...  
He raises his head, panting, completely disoriented, like he was in some sort of spell or trance this entire time. He looks at you, or rather devours you with his fiery eyes. He lowers himself back to capture your lips in a cry for tenderness, for any affection you could spare him...  
Your swollen lips dance together in an intimate embrace, and in your debilitating daze, you can pick up on the fact that he started purring.  
You break down crying. You sob and hiccup uncontrollably as Brezeler embraces you tightly, still buried in you.  
"Shhhhhhhhhhh... It is over, Love... It is done." He whispers, "I am sorry, my love, I failed to keep my urges on a leash, I lashed at you. It is unforgivable." His hands came cupping your cheeks to caress your skin with thumbs, "Look at me, love, it is over. You did it. You are amazing." He brushes his nose with yours tenderly, trying to soothe you, but you keep crying, "Hug me as as hard as you need, my love, my body is at your entire disposal."  
You don’t. 
You gasp and whine as he presses your body tight in his embrace, burying his face in the crook of your neck, kissing your sweaty skin. 
You shake 
Immobile 
Stunned. 
What’s wrong with them?  
Why does it have to happen to you? 
Why- 
“I am so jealous of the Lord. I know he has you every night, all for himself to enjoy and love. I could not let a chance pass to share and breed you.” He coos, "You did so well. Taking me whole like that, you gave me so much. You must be so tired, my love, rest in my arms for as long as you need." He brushes his nose with your neck and whispers so low you barely hear him, "I love you…”  
"Dear God, you took your sweet time!" Hael barges into the nest, a stolen book still in hand, making you jump and whine in Brezeler's arms, "...What's happening here?" He stops dead in his tracks.    
Brezeler looks at him with a sorry expression in his eyes.  
"I may have-"  
“Did you break her?!” Hael shouts 
He throws the book across the nest, and immediately runs to your side, "Pet? Are you all right? Look at me, Darling..."  
You sob as Hael forces Brezeler to release you, hugging your upper shoulders, "Hell, what did this brute do to you, Darling? I am with you now, everything is going to be all right, my pet, dry your tears, your master is here."  
You dig your nails in the moss under you. 
You want all of this to end. 
But you can’t escape their grubby hands. 
"Lord, I-" Brezeler tries.  
"Not a word, warrior." Hael cuts him short, "You did enough damage for tonight. You served your purpose, you can go."  
"Please, My Lord, I just..." Brezeler insists, but closes his mouth before Hael's terrible gaze.  
"Leave, warrior. You are no longer welcome in my breeding nest."  
Brezeler slides back, a stab deep in his flesh, but bows to his Lord in submission.  
He very carefully slips out of your vagina, wincing in displeasure as he cant feel you around him anymore.  
Hael sits down on his large tail and hugs you tight, whispering sweet lies into your ears. He cradles you, kissing the top of your head.  
"I know, pet, I know. Try to give a beast some food, and it will eat your entire arm. This... Animal needs to learn it’s place." He hisses, looking at Brezeler crawling back.  
Brezeler turns to both of you, in his golden chains of honors, his usual stern expression on his face.  
"Thank you for allowing me to come tonight." Brezeler bows deeply. He raises back and looks at you with... Despair and imploration. "I am sorry, Love. May you find the strength to forgive my actions and bless the fool that I am."  
And he slithers away, leaving you alone with the Lord.  
"Good riddance." Hael keeps cradling you tenderly, caressing a strand of hair behind your ear.   
His clawed hand comes to part your thighs away for him to see.  
He hisses  
"Such a crude animal... You are bruised all over your groin region." He shakes his head, "This boy needs to learn to handle others’ property with more care."  
“I am not... Your property...” You forces between your gritted teeth. 
A last defying stunt. 
Your master immediately grabs your chin to force you to look at him, his slitted eyes looking furiously at you. 
“What did you say, pet?” He asks incredibly coldly, instilling fear into your stomach 
You gulp down, terrified and weak before him. 
“I own your life, I own your body. I can break it how I want. I could allow all the Nagas that ask me to have their way with you, and a lot are less careful than we both are.” He lets you know, “I own this pussy and I’ll use it how it please me.” 
This is a threat as much as it is a promise. 
“And you better prepare yourself, little one. For each baby you will give that animal, you will give me two. Open those legs, we are not done for the night...” 
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“THE DOLL… ITS ALIVE!”
✦SUMMARY
╰┈➤ Your boyfriend, as clumsy as he is, foolishly wins you a doll at the county fair that will forever change your life. #KINKTOBER2024
"Take it," he growled. "Take, every, last, inch!" His hips slammed into yours with every pronounced word of his command. "Gonna pump this pussy full. Flood your womb with my seed."
✦ C.W
╰┈➤ dubcon/noncon, murder, character death(?), groping, trueform!sukuna, double penetration, plushie humping, mental illness, face riding, aphrodisiac, brief cum eating, slight voyeurism, degradation, praise, missionary, 7k+ words, yuuji is aged up to 20+years, slight yuuji x reader, hair yanking, is this cheating?, rough sex, unprotected sex
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If you could travel back in time, to that fateful night when your fingers first brushed against its soft, cursed fabric, would you change a thing?
It was October 5th. The sky had bruised into twilight, and the air was thick with the mingling scents of roasted chestnuts, damp earth, and the faint trace of winter creeping in. Yuuji, your boyfriend of six years, had been excited about the fall fair, dragging you there with promises of funnel cakes and dizzying rides. His enthusiasm had been infectious, and despite the chill creeping into your bones, you’d followed him willingly, smiling even as the cold bite of evening settled into your skin.
You had just stumbled out of The Gravitron, disoriented from the spinning madness, your body instinctively finding its way into his as you tried to steady yourself. His arm slid around your waist, a familiar warmth, but somehow, your eyes managed to focus on one singular object.
It was a plushie, nestled amongst a sea of cheap carnival prizes. It was a humorous parody of Sukuna Ryomen, The King of Curses, reduced in the form of a rounded plushie. It was small and unassuming, its plump shape clothed by his robes. His beady red eyes gleamed under the booth lights.
The legend of Sukuna Ryomen was no light-hearted tale. He was a god of destruction, a bringer of chaos, feared and revered. Some said he could twist reality itself and turn the world inside out with a flick of his finger. But here he was, reduced to a toy, the weight of his name no more than the weight of stuffing inside its fat body.
It shouldn’t have been so easy to win it. But it was. Yuuji, smiling like a fool, had thrown the basketball without a care in the world. The booth attendant handed it over, his frown contrasting Yuuji's grin, beaming as he turned to press the plushie into your hands.
The second your fingers closed around it, the world shifted. The fair’s noise faded, the laughter of children, the creak of rides, the announcer’s barks, all muted as if the world tilted and you were thrown into another realm.
A chill crept down your spine, despite the comforting warmth of Yuuji beside you. His presence felt distant, as though the cold night air had placed a barrier between you. It wrapped around you, thick and suffocating, but no one else seemed to notice.
Yuuji glanced over, noticing your faltering smile and the goosebumps rising on your bare arms. You were wearing a sleeveless black dress, and the night had begun to cool. Without a word, he slipped off his jacket and draped it over your shoulders, its weight grounding you as if you were beginning to float.
"Come on, you need to eat something. It'll warm you up," he said, gently steering you toward the concession stand, the warm scent of fried food greeting you.
The smell of powdered sugar and warm dough made your stomach growl, and within a few minutes later, you both sat at a small, secluded table. You had forgotten you had pocketed the Sukuna plushie into your back pocket as you sunk into the worn bench. It gave a small dying breath.
Yuuji sat beside you, his smile softened. "Did you have fun today?"
"Yeah," you murmured, snuggling into him. "Tonight was amazing."
He chuckled, draping an arm over your shoulders and pulling you closer, his body radiating warmth. "I’m glad," he said, resting his chin on the top of your head. "You’ve got quiet back there. Are you okay? Still cold?"
"Just a little," you admitted, tucking yourself tighter against him, your right ear against his throat, feeling the low rumble of his voice, warm from talking and the corndogs he’d eaten.
His thumb traced gentle circles on your arm. "Are you sure?" he asked softly. Then, cautiously, "is it... your mom?"
You hesitated, a brief flash of the sad woman crossing your mind, but you pushed it away. "No, it’s not that. I’m just tired." You forced a smile.
Yuji’s arm tightened slightly around you, his thumb pausing for a moment before resuming its soothing motion. He didn’t press further, his quiet concern clear in the way he held you. "Alright," he whispered, so softly you would have missed it if your ear wasn’t pressed to his throat. His chin came to rest against your head once more, and you both sat in comfortable silence, the world fading away around you.
A few minutes passed with you both looking at the distance before you both got up, preparing to return to the night. You felt self conscious as you might’ve ruined the end of the night with your own set of problems, but as you moved, a sharp pinch made you jump. It came from where the plushie you'd stashed in your back pocket. You laughed, swatting Yuji playfully.
"Yuji!" you accused, smacking him on the arm.
He recoiled, rubbing his arm. He was wide-eyed and bewildered, almost clueless as to why you had just hit him. "What? What did I do?" he pouted, rubbing his arm.
You rolled your eyes, realizing he may have been trying to lighten the mood. Appreciatively, you nestled closer to him as you both walked to the parking lot.
If you had looked closely, you might have noticed his hand still resting innocently at your waist, the other deep in his sweats, never having moved from its place since you stood.
October 6th
The next day, a low-grade fever crept over you. It wasn’t much, but it was still a fever.
You laid snuggled under the covers, an empty box of tissues on your nightstand and your Sukuna plush peeking out from behind its pile of crumpled tissues that marked your misery.
Minutes later, Yuuji entered the room, a gym bag slung over his shoulder. He’d already changed into his workout clothes, a gray tank top and black basketball shorts. His eyes quickly found you, curled up in bed, shivering slightly. He walked over and placed a hand on your forehead, wincing at the warmth. “Are you sure you don’t want me to stay?”
“I don’t want to get in your way,” you replied, managing a weak smile. “I’ll be fine, I’ve got…” You groped around until your hand slipped beneath Yuuji’s butt to retrieve the badly treated plushie. “I've got Sukuna, King of Curses, to protect me.”
He sighed but smiled, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “Alright. Rest up. I’ll be back soon.”
“Okay,” you said softly. “Love you.”
He paused, smiled over his shoulder, halfway out the door. “Love you, too, babe.”
And then he was gone.
The house fell silent except for the low murmur of the TV and the fading echo of Yuuji’s footsteps, followed by the creaking door. You were alone now, left to your thoughts.
You held the Sukuna plush above your face, playing absentmindedly with its four plump arms. It was strange. Sukuna was known to be the most evil man who lived, but he reminded you of Yuuji in a way. Well, in terms of looks, anyway.
You were drawed out of your thoughts when you heard a soft shuffling of slippers dragging across the wooden floor with a faint, sticky sound. Your mother entered, frail and unsteady, her eyes clouded, holding a bowl of steaming soup. “I made you something for your cold.”
You set the doll aside. “Mom, you really shouldn’t be cooking,” you said, gently taking the bowl from her trembling, bony hands and placing it on the nightstand.
Her brow furrowed, eyes darting nervously around the room. "Yuji said the same thing before he left, like I can’t take care of my own daughter. I’m your mother." Her voice cracked, then softened, taking on a childlike lilt. "I’m supposed to take care of you."
You opened your mouth, searching for comforting words, but before you could speak, her tone shifted, sharp and sudden. "I know you lived with my mom during your teenage years, but she’s not your mother. She’s not. I gave birth to you– I sat on that bed for twelve, fifteen hours. Not her! Me," Her voice crescendoed, then fell to a whisper, trembling. "Not her..."
You held your breath, knowing it was best to let her rant. Your mother, the saddest woman you knew, had given birth to you young, been through two divorces, and by the second, she was lost to drugs. When you were twelve, she overdosed, slipping into a coma, and you moved in with your grandmother. She never fully recovered, neither physically nor mentally. Her eyes were murky, as if her life was constantly flashing before her eyes, reminding her of what a shit parent she'd been to her only child. It left her desperate to be part of your life, and you let her move in when you were twenty.
“I know, mom. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t say sorry,” she grumbled, her voice thick with irritation. She moved to sit on your bed but stopped when she felt something soft beneath her. Lifting herself, she frowned and picked up the Sukuna plush she had nearly squashed. Her expression softened. “Oh, who’s this?”
“Yuuji won it for me at the fair yesterday.”
Her lips curled into a smile. “I remember how much you loved your dolls and plushies. You had them all around your bed. And that, that um, that one doll Botan bought you for your tenth birthday, the one you were obsessed with…”
“The black cat with the big eyes?” you said, the memory surfacing. Botan, her second husband, was a kind man, the kindest you’d known. He bought you the plush cat for your twelfth birthday because you always wanted a real one, but he was allergic. Your mother had thrown it away after they divorced, convinced he was cheating. She’d promised to buy you a real cat. A month later, she slipped into her coma.
“Yes, yes, the big eyed one,” she said, a glint of fondness in her eyes. “It scared me half to death one night when you left it in the kitchen. I came down for water, and all I saw were those two big eyes staring at me in the dark,” she chuckled. “But this one looks like Yuuji, how cute.”
Her smile softened, and she carefully placed the plush by your pillow before standing up. She reached out and ruffled your hair gently. “Alright, I’ll let you rest. Make sure you eat your soup. It was a lot of trouble making it.”
With a soft sigh, she turned and shuffled out of the room.
You glanced at the bowl on the nightstand. The soup was watery, mostly filled with large, uneven chunks of carrot, the chicken and noodles sparse. Still, you ate it, knowing it wasn’t the taste that mattered, it was the effort.
Finally, officially alone, your mind drifted again. Yuuji.
You had met in freshman year, bonding over shared pain. He had just lost his grandfather, and while your mom had left the coma by then, the damage she inflicted on you had already finished crumbling.
You had been together for so long, but the foundation of your relationship had always been built on trauma. Yuuji had begun to grow past his grief. Instead, it motivated him to live fully and seek, in his words, a “proper death.”
You, on the other hand, still lived in the past and grew nervous each day that he may leave you in his, in his new pursuit.
Though, Yuuji wasn’t the type to string anyone along. He wasn’t that kind of person. You were his first everything, and he was yours. He knew you were still suffering, and he grew an obligation to help your mother. Because of that, he stayed.
You felt embarrassed, and at the moment, you resentee your mother for making him feel that way; tapped.
You coasted back to the present, turning over and idly playing with Sukuna’s arms. He really did look like Yuuji. Was that the reason he picked it out for you?
You shook your head, rolling over on your side, tucking the Sukuna plushie in between your breasts as you drifted to sleep.
October 10th
Fuck, why did it look so much like Yuuji?
You positioned yourself on top of your plushie. Although soft, most of its design was embroidered onto the fabric skin, like the plushie's eyes, hard to the touch.
You both haven't fucked in ages, with Yuuji being busy as a college athlete.
You felt the plushie's softness envelop your lower half as you began to grind against it. The fabric was surprisingly responsive, almost as if it were alive beneath you. Your hips moved in a slow, sensual rhythm, building friction between your clothed sex and the plushie's plush exterior.
The plushie's soft, yielding surface seemed to mold perfectly to your body as you straddled it, its plush exterior conforming to every curve. You ground your hips against the toy faster, panting with need as delicious friction built between your clothed sex and the plushie's inviting surface.
Your nipples hardened into stiff peaks, poking against the fabric of your top. Unable to resist, you reached inside your shirt and grasped them, squeezing the sensitive buds between your thumb and forefinger. "Ohhh… mmm… yes..." you whimpered quietly, mindful that your mom was asleep just next door.
The plushie's embroidered eyes provided a delightful contrast in texture, their slightly harder surface perfect for grinding your clit against.
Lost in the sensations, you tugged impatiently at your clothes, desperate for more direct contact. Finally managing to throw your shirt aside, your fingers kneaded the supple flesh of your breasts, rolling and pinching your nipples until they ached deliciously. Unable to resist, you ducked your head down and captured one rosy peak between your lips, suckling greedily. The wet heat of your mouth sent sparks of pleasure racing through your body, drawing a needy whimper from your throat.
Rocking your hips faster, you chased the building pressure between your thighs. The plushie's surface rubbed deliciously against your clothed sex, the fabric of your panties growing damp with each passing second.
You circled your sensitive bundle of nerves, teasing yourself with feather-light touches before increasing the pressure. Each stroke sent jolts of electricity coursing through your veins, stoking the fire building low in your belly. Desperate for more, you slipped your hand into your panties, fingers gliding through the slick folds of your pussy.
You plunged two fingers deep inside your aching core, pumping them in and out in time with the sway of your hips. Crude squelching noises filled the room, mingling with your breathy moans and the rustling of the plushie's stuffing. You inner walls fluttered around your fingers, aching to be filled.
You bit your lip, muffling a scream as ecstasy crashed over you. Your pussy spasmed and clenched as you gushed, soaking through your panties and dripping onto the plushie below. The soft, plush fabric absorbed your juices, the toy growing warm and damp beneath you.
You let out a shaky moan, looking down at your mess. A minute passes by before you reluctantly get up on shaky legs, your body still trembling from the force of your orgasm.
You pad naked to the bathroom, where in the shower, you languidly soap up your curves, replaying the intense moment in your mind. After thoroughly cleaning yourself, you step out and dry off, feeling refreshed and satisfied.
You wrapped the plushie in a towel to contain the mess and carried it to the laundry room, tossing it in the washing machine along with some detergent, setting it to run a hot cycle.
October 18th, 9:20pm
You stepped into the dim kitchen, your thoughts fixated on grabbing a snack. Across the room, your mother lay motionless on the couch, the low hum of the TV casting flickering shadows as she slept. The silence settled, and you reached for the cabinet handle, but the moment you opened it, something tumbled out with a sharp thud against the sink.
Startled, you jerked back, your heart racing as you peered down, half-expecting a rat to scurry from the shadows.
But in the sink, drenched in the pooling water, was your Sukuna plush, its pink hair dark and matted.
October 24th
At last, Yuuji was beside you in bed, the soft sheets barely a barrier between your bodies. You lay facing each other on your sides, close enough to feel his breath on your skin. Your lips met in a slow, lingering kiss. Until he broke it.
"Mmm," Yuuji groaned, his body trembling with need. "I hate how it's staring at us."
You glanced over your shoulder, following his gaze. The Sukuna plush sat on the nightstand, its large red eyes fixed on the two of you. Turning back to Yuuji, a sly smile tugged at your lips. “Performance anxiety?” You purred, your voice low and sultry.
Before he could rebuke, your thumb caressed the side of his face, fingertips trailing down his jawline as you pulled him in for another searing kiss. Yuuji melted into your touch, his lips parting to allow your tongue to slide against his. He tasted faintly of sake from earlier.
Yuuji's hands roamed your curves, squeezing your hips as he deepened the kiss. His hardness pressed against your thigh, evidence of his desire. But then he opened his lidded eyes and caught sight of the Sukuna plush watching you both. Frowning, he broke away, drawing a frustrated groan from you.
"Really, Yuuji?" you whined, trying to pull him back.
"I don't know, something doesn't feel right about that guy," Yuuji muttered, reaching over to flip the Sukuna plush face-down on the nightstand. He paused before flinging it softly across the room all together.
Satisfied, Yuuji turned back to you, his eyes dark with lust. He tangled his fingers in your hair, tugging you into another passionate kiss. Your bodies molded together as the kiss grew more heated, hands exploring and caressing. He grabbed the sheets before raising them over your heads.
Halloween Night
You sat on the edge of your bed, slowly rolling the red stockings up your thighs. The fabric hugged your skin snugly as you adjusted them, pausing to glance at yourself in the mirror. Halloween has finally come. The costume party you'd been excited about for weeks was just hours away, and you’d decided to dress up as Little Red Riding Hood. Her dress was secured around you with needles, as you did last minute shopping and they were out of your size. You hid the pins with the cheap red cloak that draped over your shoulders, falling just past your waist.
You were paired with the lace-trimmed stockings you’d found online. The outfit was cute but with a hint of edge, just the way you liked it.
Nobara and Megumi were supposed to pick you up soon, and the three of you planned to make an entrance. Megumi was the wolf and Nobara was the grandma. Yuuji, on the other hand, had opted to stay home. He had a big game tomorrow and needed to focus, so he’d promised to hold down the fort and handle the trick-or-treaters, along with your mom if she wasn’t already resting in her bedroom. You had teased him earlier about his dedication, but he just grinned, saying he didn’t mind.
As you turned back to the bed, you frowned, realizing that one of your stockings was missing. Your eyes scanned the messy bedspread, then drifted to the floor. Maybe it had fallen off when you were getting dressed. You leaned over to check under the bed, and sure enough, there it was, and there it was, wrapped around your Sukuna plush like some kind of weird little hostage.
You frowned, reaching down to grab the sock when, out of nowhere, you felt a sharp smack on your backside.
"Yuji!" You yelped, startled, before whirling around to see him standing there, toothbrush in his mouth, a playful smirk on his face.
“Be safe, okay?” he mumbled through the foam, tapping the toothbrush against his lip. “And make sure you don’t split up with Megumi.”
You rolled your eyes, tossing the Sukuna plush back onto the bed with a sigh. You couldn’t help but smile at that, shaking your head. Megumi was like the reluctant guardian of your little trio, always making sure you didn’t get into too much trouble. “Alright,” you said, glancing at the clock on your nightstand. 6:09 p.m. You still had a little time before they arrived.
“I’ll be back by eight,” you promised, pulling on your red boots and smoothing out your dress. “Don’t wait too long.”
Yuuji stepped forward, toothbrush now forgotten, wiped the foam from his face with the back of his hand and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, as he always did before you or he left. “Alright, just be careful,” he murmured, his voice a little softer than before.
You smiled, feeling a little flustered under his affectionate gaze. You headed toward the door, your hand resting on the knob, when his voice called out to you again, making you pause.
“Oh, and one more thing,” he added, grinning like a dork. “I love you.”
You turned slightly, looking over your shoulder with a teasing smirk. “I know,” you said, leaning against the doorframe, enjoying the playful banter between you two.
Yuuji pouted, crossing his arms. “Say it back! What if I die tonight?”
You raised an eyebrow, suppressing a laugh. “Die? From what? The neighborhood kids in bed sheets pretending to be ghosts?”
He gave you an exaggerated look of concern. “I might not have the candy they wanted! They could turn violent, y’know.”
Shaking your head, you walked back over to him and kissed him lightly on the cheek, tasting the minty toothpaste. “Love you, Yuuji. And if you’re still up when I get home, maybe I’ll give you something sweeter than candy.”
8:25 p.m
You entered the door with thunder. You’d been carrying lots of food left over from the party. Knowing the college students like you both were, food was a valuable object. You could feel your stomach twist if you had to go one more day with instant noodles.
What bothers you more is that your boyfriend hasn'rvcome down the stairs to help you put the food away after you slammed the door, a sign of frustration.
“Yuuji!” You screamed, hearing your voice echo off the walls. Nobody answers back. You didn't bother with your mom. Usually around this time, she took her pills and was out for the rest of the night.
What bothers you more is the bowl of candy, untouched, still overflowing with vibrant wrappers, sat on the table, mocking the silence that filled the house.
You cursed under your breath, assuming he’d gone to bed early again. Irritation bubbled inside your throat, but as you ascended the stairs, ready to scold him, the bubbles in your throat exploded, replaced by a scream that tore through the quiet.
There, sprawled across the floor, was your highschool sweetheart, his lifeless body drenched in blood. The crimson pooled around him, staining the hardwood. But it wasn’t the blood that froze your heart.
It was the figure standing over him.
The hulking presence loomed over you, its naked form towering and imposing. Pink hair spiked wildly, framing a face that was both beautiful and grotesque. One side twisted and deformed, while the other was almost handsome. There was something else in his hair, a sort of white foam that looked like stuffing.
But it was those piercing blue eyes that truly captured your attention – cold, calculating, and filled with a hunger that sent shivers down your spine.
Four inhuman arms emerged from its shadowy frame, each marked with jagged black patterns that pulsed with dark energy.
And two massive twin shafts stood at semi-attention, donning the same black markings on his arms. The weighty orbs of his testicles swung heavily between his muscular thighs, swollen and churning with virile seed, ready to unleash their pent-up load.
You could feel its gaze boring into you, as if it was sizing you up like a predator stalking its prey. A distant, hazy recognition sparked in your mind – you had seen this creature before, in the darkest corners of your memory. And now, it was here, in the flesh.
He began to walk towards you but his feet snagged onto your boyfriend's body.
Sukuna stared down at the unmoving carcass indifferently, as if it was a mere log in the way of him reaching you. He simply pushed the body to the side with his foot, thighs carved as if made of marvel, and made his way towards you.
"No... No," You whimpered as he closed the distance between you.
As you stumbled back as it advanced, closing the gap between you with slow, powerful strides.
Your feet became tangled, an unavoidable result of the intense fear coursing through your veins. The room seemed to tilt and spin around you, and before you could react, you found yourself falling backwards.
Sukuna was quick to respond, his reflexes lightning fast compared to your panicked mind. One of his powerful arms shot out, grabbing at your flimsy dress held together by pins. The delicate fabric ripped easily as you fell, leaving you completely exposed and vulnerable before the imposing figure of Sukuna.
His eyes devoured every inch of your body, taking in the sight of your lacy lingerie barely concealing your most intimate parts. The flimsy bra did little to contain your heaving breasts, your nipples clearly visible through the sheer lace. And your panties... They clung to the curves of your ass and the swell of your pussy, leaving very little to the imagination.
"Leave me alone!" You cried out, crawling on all fours. He grinned and reached down, gripping on your hair firmly, almost painfully so, as he yanked you closer to his throbbing cock.
The thick, musky scent of his arousal filled your nostrils, making your head spin with a dizzying mix of terror. His other hand pressed the leaking tip of his cock against your trembling lips, smearing them with his salty precum.
"No...--" you whimpered before he forced his massive girth past your lips. Sukuna's cock stretched your mouth obscenely, the bulbous head pushing against the back of your throat. The bitter taste of his precum coated your tongue as he slid deeper, making you gag and splutter around his thick shaft.
The intoxicating taste of his precum flooded your senses, igniting an uncontrollable ache between your legs. With each passing second, your body betrayed you further, your pussy growing slicker as you found yourself eagerly sucking him of your own accord.
He watched you intently, a wicked grin spreading across his face as you lavished attention on the tip of his cock, lapping at it like a woman dying of thirst. A guttural groan escaped him as he wiped away the saliva that dribbled down your chin. Throwing his head back, he surrendered to the sensations, one hand tangling in his hair while the other gripped your head tightly. For the first time, he spoke. "That's it. Quit acting so shy."
His fingers dug into your scalp as he began to thrust forcefully, driving his cock deeper into your throat with each harsh movement. There was no mercy in his actions, only a primal desire to claim and dominate. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you struggled to breathe around his thick girth, but still, you couldn't bring yourself to pull away.
His grip on your hair tightened, holding you in place as he pistoned in and out of your throat. The wet, vulgar sounds of your sucking filled the room, mingling with his grunts of pleasure. He was close now, you could tell by the way his thrusts became more erratic, more desperate.
He halted inside you, his heavy balls slapping against your chin. Your nose was buried in his pubic hair, the musky scent filling your lungs. Sukuna held you there, letting you struggle and sputter around his cock before cumming down your throat. You had no choice but to swallow every last drop, your body shuddering as the aphrodisiac effects of his seed sent waves of unwanted pleasure crashing through you.
"Swallow."
After what seemed an eternity, he finally withdrew, allowing you to gulp precious air. Thin strands of saliva and pearly seed bridged your bruised, swollen lips to his glistening, throbbing shaft. He rested the weighty length across your flushed cheek, still pulsing and oozing aphrodisiac essence from the engorged head. It trailed down the thick veins of his cock, painting your face with his musky fluids.
You gazed up at him through heavy-lidded eyes, panting softly, a wild, desperate look in their depths. Something primal and hungry sparked within you. It finally came to you that this man, this... thing, was the king of all curses.
Sukuna's voice was a deep, velvety purr that seemed to caress every inch of your skin. "Just look at you, so utterly wrecked, so desperate for more of my cock, just from having it in your mouth." His fingers traced along your jawline with a feather-light touch, a mockery of tenderness.
"I wonder how utterly destroyed you'll look when my thick shaft is buried to the hilt inside your tight little cunt." His words dripped with a dark promise as his hands roamed possessively over your your.
Sukuna's iron grip on your hair sent searing pain through your scalp as he yanked you down the hallway, your screams echoing off the walls. As you entered you and Yuuji's shared bedroom, you passed Yuuji's crumpled form, catching a glimpse of his chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. A flicker of hope ignited within you - perhaps there was still a chance to be spared from being ravaged by this beast.
But Sukuna remained utterly unmoved by Yuuji's condition. With a casual flick of his wrist, he sent you tumbling onto the bed, your body bouncing slightly on the rumpled sheets. You immediately scrambled backwards, putting as much distance between yourself and the demon as possible.
Your efforts were futile. In a blur of motion, Sukuna lunged forward and seized your ankle in an iron grip. You thrashed and kicked, but he easily captured your other leg and effortlessly wrenched your legs apart, positioning himself between your thighs.
Sukuna's hands roamed possessively over your soft curves, his touch both tender and rough. "So soft, so delicate. Like ripe fruit, just waiting to be devoured," he purred, fingers digging into the pliant flesh of her thighs. "I remember when you used to play with me, moving my limbs however you wanted. Did it excite you, having that control?"
You shivered. His words transported you back to the weeks before, when you would idly move the stuffed limbs of your Sukuna plush. How was he alive? Big?
Newer flashes of memory surfaces, ones of where you carelessly tossed him, or accidentally sat on him. Yuuji performed all of those actions, and now he laid unmoving on the floor. What if Sukuna sought revenge for those thoughtless acts?
Sukuna's hands roamed hungrily over your curves, tracing the flare of your hips, the taper of your waist, before roughly palming the heavy weight of your breast, pushing them together. With a sharp tug, he rent your bra asunder, the flimsy fabric tearing like tissue paper. Your breast spilled free, soft and yielding as they followed the curve of your sides, like melting butter on a hot pan.
Sukuna's fingers sank into the pliant flesh, kneading and squeezing with bruising force. He enveloped your entire breast in the hot, greedy clasp of his palm, thumb flicking mercilessly over the pebbled peak. You grunted as his roughness.
Suddenly, a wet heat engulfed your nipple. You gasped, realizing a mouth had formed on Sukuna's hand. The tongue swirled and lashed the sensitive bud, suckling hard and drawing the tender flesh deeper. Jolts of painful pleasure shot straight to your core as it's teeth grazed the delicate skin, nipping sharply before his tongue soothed the sting.
Sukuna's other set of arms slid between your thighs, a finger brushing against your clothed sex. He could feel the scorching heat emanating from your core, the dampness seeping through the thin fabric. A wicked grin spread across his face as he realized just how affected you were by his touch.
"Mmm, already so wet and ready for me," Sukuna purred, his voice a deep rumble.
In one swift motion, one hand clasped together your ankles in one palm, spreading your legs wider. The other clamped down on your panties, bunching the fabric in his fist.
With a sharp yank, Sukuna tore your panties clean off, baring your glistening sex to his hungry gaze. His eyes darkened with lust as he took in the sight of your slick folds, already flushed and swollen with arousal.
Sukuna's tongue slid out, licking his lips as if he could already savor your sweet nectar. In one fluid motion, he laid on the bed, positioning you above his face. Your dripping sex hovered inches from his mouth, the intoxicating aroma of your pussy filling his nostrils.
He gripped your hips firmly, holding you open and exposed for his hungry gaze. You could feel the scorching heat of his breath caressing your sensitive flesh. Sukuna's fingers dug possessively into the meat of your thighs, keeping you spread wide.
"I'm going to feast on this pussy," he growled, his lips grazing your inner thigh. "Ever since you came on my face, I haven't been able to stop thinking about tasting your essence. Sweet, compared to how slutty you were."
You have barely any time to remember before he yanked your hips closer, burying his face between your legs. He dragged the flat of his tongue along your slit, savoring the first taste of your arousal. You cried out, fingers tangling in his hair as he moaned against your flesh.
"Fuck, you're so sweet," Sukuna rasped, his voice rough with desire. "So fucking sweet."
He dove back in, sealing his lips around your clit. At the same time, he thrust his tongue deep inside your tight channel, fucking you with the slick muscle.
"Ah!" You cried out, your thighs clamping around Sukuna's head as you tried to squirm away from the intense pleasure. Sukuna growled, the vibrations making you see stars.
His strong hands gripped your doughy hips, holding your frame firmly in place. With a sharp smack, he struck your pert ass, the crack echoing through the room. A vivid red handprint bloomed across your rear. "Interrupt me again while I am feasting and I will have you writhing and screaming on my tongue for hours on end."
"'M sorry... 'M sorry!" You whimpered, though your mind felt foggy, thoughts scattering like startled birds.
His tongue continued to swirl and tease, leaving hot, wet strokes over your quivering flesh. He zeroed in on your throbbing clit, circling it with the tip of his tongue before his lips secured around it again. He suckled hard and fast, sending jolts of electric pleasure racing through your core. He alternated between flicking the tip of his tongue against your clit and taking it between his lips.
"Mmmph! Oh, oh god!" You moaned, your back arching as you rode his face. Your hands fisted in his hair, pushing him closer. "Please don't stop... Please don't stop!"
Sukuna showed no signs of slowing down, his tongue plunging deep into your soaked folds, stroking along your velvety walls. He plunged two thick, calloused fingers knuckle-deep into your tight, slick heat. Your velvety walls clenched greedily around the intrusion.
Curling his fingers just so, Sukuna rubbed insistently against that spongy patch of nerves, stroking and massaging until your hips were shaking against his face. Drool trickled from the corner of his mouth as he feasted on your weeping sex.
You babbled incoherently, hands fisting in his dark hair. Your thighs clamped around his head, trapping him against your spasming core. "Ah... Ah!"
With a final, well-aimed thrust, he sent you flying over the edge into pure bliss.
Your back arched off the face as a silent scream tore from your throat. Your pussy clenched around his fingers like a vice, gushing your sweet nectar onto his tongue and chin as he eagerly lapped it up. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over you, leaving you boneless and panting. Slowly, he pulled his sticky fingers coated in your essence and brought it to his softened lips.
As he licked his fingers, he gazed at you with renewed hunger, as if the taste of you had an aphrodisiac effect too. He knew you were completely at his mercy now.
In one swift motion, he pounced, his powerful body pressing you down into the mattress. With a firm grip on your ankles, he hoisted your legs up and back until they were folded nearly in half, your knees nearly touching your shoulders. The lewd position left you completely exposed and vulnerable to his desires.
"There, now you're open and ready for me," he growled, the bulbous head of his thick, veiny cock prodding insistently at your tight little entrance. You let out a sharp gasp as he began to push inside, your slick walls stretching obscenely around his girthy intrusion. It felt like you were being split in half as he slowly sank deeper, igniting a raging wildfire in your core.
"Ah! S-Slow down! It's too much!" you cried out, your fingers digging into his muscular chest to push him away. Your body betrayed you, inner muscles fluttering and clenching needily around the hard shaft impaling you.
He paused.
Then a ungodly grin spread across his face. With a flex of his powerful hips, he withdrew almost all the way until just the tip remained inside your quivering heat. You felt something else prod your entrance and your heart dropped.
With a brutal thrust, he slammed back into the hilt, heavy balls slapping lewdly against your upturned ass. He had managed to stuff his second cock into your tight hole.
Your back arched off the bed, a silent scream tearing from your throat as he stretched you to your absolute limit. Electric pleasure crackled through your nerves with each deep, punishing stroke as he set a ruthless pace, pounding into your sopping cunt with animalistic abandon. Obscene squelching noises filled the room, mingling with the rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh and your wanton cries.
"Let this be a lesson to you, girl," he groaned, relishing the way your velvety walls gripped him like a vice. His hand gripped your cheeks, puffing out your lips. "Tell me what to do with my cock, and I'll return it twice-fold."
He could feel every inch of your tight heat clenching around his throbbing shafts as he pounded into you mercilessly. The wet, obscene sounds of your coupling filled the room, driving him wild with lust. He wanted to ruin you, to claim every part of you and make you forget about any other man.
He grinned at the thought. "Your boyfriend would lose his fucking mind if he saw you like this," he growled, voice rough with lust. "Stuffed full with two cocks, moaning like a bitch in heat, surrendering to me so easily. Are you ashamed?"
He reached down to roughly grope your bouncing tits, fingers sinking into the soft flesh. He pinched and tugged at your sensitive nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. The synchronized sensations of his hands on your breasts and his cock pounding into your dripping cunt were driving you wild, pushing you closer and closer to the brink.
"No," he chuckled. "No. I don't even think you have a single thought in that pretty little head besides how good it feels to be used like a cheap whore."
His lewd words only stoked the flames of your desire higher, your inner walls gripping his plunging shaft even tighter. You could feel the pressure mounting deep within you, winding itself into an knot.
"Take it," he growled. "Take, every, last, inch!" His hips slammed into yours with every pronounced word of his command. "Gonna pump this pussy full. Flood your womb with my seed."
Abruptly, he altered the angle, the bulbous head of his manhood grinding against your G-spot with every powerful thrust. That extra stimulation was the final push you needed to tumble over the edge. A guttural moan tore from your throat as your climax hit you like a freight train, your body quaking and spasming as rapture overwhelmed your senses in relentless waves.
His cocks pulsed and throbbed inside you as he neared his own peak, stretching you deliciously with each twitch. With a guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt, his hips pressed flush against yours. You felt the first hot spurt of his release paint your inner walls, followed by another and another, until you were both gasping and trembling from the intensity of it all.
He collapsed on top of you, his weight pinning you to the bed as you both struggled to catch your breath. For a long moment, there was only the sound of your mingled panting filling the room. After a long, blissful moment, he rolled off you, his semi-erect cocks slipping out with a lewd squelch. Immediately, his thick seed began oozing from your well-fucked pussy, trickling down to your quivering asshole.
Your eyes fluttered and rolled to the back of your as exhaustion overtook you. Sukuna gazed down at your ravaged body, admiring the finger-shaped bruises and glistening sheen of perspiration coating your skin.
He leaned down, licking a long stripe up your pussy, savoring the mingled taste of your juices.
His eyes suddenly flicked to the shadowy corner. "Uraume, you little pervert," he grinned.
Uraume stepped out from the shadows, a wicked grin on their face. "I couldn't resist coming to welcome you back to the world, my lord Sukuna." Their eyes roamed over your cum-splattered body, and followed the trail of stuffing on the floor.
"I was wondering when you would come back from that humiliating curse."
Sukuna sat up, not bothering to cover his nudity. "This girl happens to be a descendant of one of my brides. I take great pride in my women."
"Yes, I can see," she said, eyeing Yuuji's body. "She served you well, my lord.”
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Noona's Birthday Gifts
Kim Taeyeon, Yu Jimin (Karina) x Male Reader, Friend
Part of Legends series
Tags: anal, birthday party, body fluids, bush, cheating, (a lot of) cock-sucking, (plenty of) cursing, double penetration, experience vs youth, facial, (many) female orgasms, foursome, golden shower, jealousy, monster cocks, NILF, piss drinking, prone bone, recording, riding, queefing, squirting, surprise creampie, sweaty, titfucking
Word count: 10059.
For nearly 17 years, Taeyeon has been one of the most beloved entertainment personalities in Korea. And it has been no different this year, as she has already scored yet another massive hit with "To. X." As she turns 35 years old, many come to congratulate her. But amidst all those celebrations, there was only one person she truly wanted to notice it.
"Happy birthday to the King, or should I say, to Korea's best slut," you tell her. Taeyeon smiles and takes it as a compliment. You two have a lot of history, as you've been her go-to guy for her sexcapades since her solo debut over 8 years ago. "So what do you have for me on this special occasion?" she asks. "Something very special; come to this place and you'll see it," you reply to her.
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You give Taeyeon the address of an abandoned warehouse. It doesn't sound like the most inviting place for a birthday party, but you already have everything set up, including a very special guest. If it was any other guy, especially on her birthday, Taeyeon would tell him to fuck off. After all, no one tells her what to do or where to go. But not you; she knows you've always been a step ahead since the first time you met her.
As Taeyeon arrives at the warehouse, a second car is right beside her with another guest, a tall young girl with big tits that she knows very well.
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"So you are the special guest," Taeyeon says to Karina. "Yes, unnie," she replies. "My guy really wants me to corrupt a so-called innocent girl, but I think you've been corrupted a long time ago. You even got the dispatch dating exposé. That truly means you made it. Welcome to the club. If you need any help, just call me." Taeyeon knows it well, as Karina has recently been exposed for dating, just like she did 10 years ago, yet just a few days later she's already cheating on him and hoping no paparazzi cameras see her.
As the two enter the warehouse, it turns out you have made a lot of changes to it, turning it into a very cozy space for the two to enjoy. You were at the back of it alongside your friend, as you let Taeyeon talk to Karina first and let her overcome her shyness and nervousness at the moment. "Just follow my lead," Taeyeon told her. Taeyeon was already turned on by the whole set-up; turning Karina into a dirty, filthy slut would be something she definitely wasn't expecting for her birthday. You never fail to deliver her the best surprises, don't you?
Taeyeon already looked naugthly at you and your friend, who were shirtless. But she wasn't looking at your well-defined torso but rather at the massive bulge under both of your shorts. Both eight and a half inches, the best she's ever taken. It was double the size of Karina's boyfriend, so she was eager to see how the young girl would take it herself. Her and Karina whispered at each other's ears, talking about your amazing physical features but especially about that boner under your pants.
"Sex with him is so good; I'll do anything for him," Taeyeon told Karina, getting her excited. She spoke from a lot of built-on experience. After so many years, you guys had developed an amazing chemistry that was unmatched even by real couples. If one day Taeyeon decided on the facade of getting married, you'd be her de facto husband. Since the day you two met, Taeyeon hasn't missed a single week without having sex with you, even in her busiest times.
Taeyeon already feels the heat burning under her dress. She's wearing no panties because she knows she won't need them today. After ignoring her for a while, you finally stared at her face, pouring some oil on your torso. "Ready for some slicky party, Tae?" she asked you. "I was born ready," she replied. You truly love Taeyeon's confidence. Women over 30 are just your thing. Their experience always leads to something very hot, and boy, does Taeyeon have a lot of it.
"Bring her to me." It may be Taeyeon's birthday, but your eyes first went to Karina. This was your first time with her, even though you had heard a lot about Karina already. Meanwhile, Taeyeon went to your friend while you looked at Rina's amazing baby-making body. 
Already paired, you two started kissing the girls right next to each other. You could already sense Karina was a very good kisser. Maybe she trained a lot with her boyfriend. Karina was more into romantic kisses, while Taeyeon was really sloppy, as your friend could tell, loving to sweep her tongue all over his mouth. Truly, she moved really fast. While you were still enjoying Karina, Taeyeon was already moving further down your friend's torso and already touching his clothed bulge.
As you started touching Karina close to her pussy, Taeyeon already had her ass out in the open as she lifted her dress. Your friend noticed and lifted it even further, with Taeyeon now naked from the waist down. You were much slower with Karina, getting to know her first as you moved around her stacked body. Your friend and Taeyeon had no such restraints, as you could already hear him slapping her ass as he grabbed her cheeks with both hands.
It took a while for you to undress Karina, but as soon as you did, you took her entire dress off in one go, even before your friend could do the same for Taeyeon. People weren't lying when they were talking about her body. Every inch of it is amazing. Of course, her boobs are the standout, but Karina also got perfect-toned legs and quite a nice ass to boost as well, alongside, of course, her goddess-like visuals.
Not even a couple seconds before getting Karina fully naked, and you're already sucking her tits like a baby, which you follow with some kisses and a nice grab of her ass, pushing her closer to you. Maenwhile, Taeyeon is teasing your friend, getting naked now from the boobs down until she finally lifts her arm to take her dress off. You can hear her typical smirk as she does so. Now both girls only have their sneakers on. If you and Karina enjoy themselves in a very slow manner, Taeyeon and your friend prefer instead a very fast-paced one, creating a great contrast between both couples.
Karina is the first to get on her knees, just as you start rubbing your clothed erection on her body. She easily takes your shorts off and reveals your already hard and swinging cock. Karina grabs it with amazement and starts working it into her mouth. You wonder if Taeyeon taught a thing or two to her because she gives you a great blowjob, already leaving your massive meat throbbing from the start and giving it multiple rocket punches with her mouth. You truly don't know where to look. Down low, Karina is sucking the soul out of you. In front of you, Taeyeon's tiny, naked frame is getting her ass grabbed nonstop by your friend.
"Suck it, suck it, baby," you tell Karina. As she continues her sexy blowjob, Taeyeon joins her and starts sucking your friend off. While Karina gives a very fast-paced blowjob, Taeyeon is now the one who goes slow, getting very sloppy with her mouth in your friend's cock. Karina rolls her eyes as your meat is too big for her to take fully in her throat. Taeyeon, on the other hand, slowly twists your friend's cock as she sucks his tip. The fast movement of Karina makes her boobs jiggle a lot, while Taeyeon teases your friend, dunking her head halfway into his length while firmly grabbing it with her left hand.
Karina spits all over your cock, trying to get it deeper in the throat. Menawhile, Taeyeon is already taking your friend's full length in her mouth, bobbing her head on it like a horny animal. You start fucking Karina's face as her eye-rolling gets more exaggerated, with her giving you a dumb-faced look. She clearly struggles; going from her boyfriend, who is 5 inches on a good day, to your massive 8 and a half proves to be quite the difference. What is basically a deepthroat with him only covers slightly half of your length.
While Karina coughs at each thrust you give her face, Taeyeon is already in full control of your friend's pole, throating it like a champion. His is just half an inch under yours, meaning her years of training on your meat turn his into an easy task for her. Both get sloppy, as they have saliva running down their chins all the way down to their chests, but while Karina moans like a sexy kitty, you barely hear anything from Taeyeon, who is fully concentrated like she always has been. Your friend fucks her face, yet she barely flinches. In the end, even with another big cock filling her needy hole, Taeyeon can't stop thinking of yours and feels a little jealous of Karina getting to suck it on her birthday.
Taeyeon and Karina continue to bob their heads on each cock. You can see from above that it takes a lot more effort for Rina than it does for your hot noona. But no big deal; she's gonna learn as time goes on. Karina, after all, was just a 7-year-old kid at the time Taeyeon started her career. Watching Taeyeon choke on your friend's meat gives you great memories from all those times you did that to her, but it also makes you appreciate that Karina is trying her very best against a truly legendary whore like her unnie.
You told Taeyeon this would be a very slick sex session, and she took it to heart, filling her chest with spit after gagging on your friend's cock. Not even 10 minutes in, and Taeyeon's body is already full of fluids. She uses her hands to rub them all over it. Her mouth gets repeatedly pounded, yet she keeps asking for more without even needing to say a word. "Yes, spit on it," your friend says, as he loves how messy Taeyeon is already getting.
The blowjob session continues for a while, as you keep taking it gently with Karina while Taeyeon gets messier with your friend's pole as each second passes by, rising to this special occasion like she has always done for her entire career. You gotta give props to your friend, because you remember when Taeyeon did this to you on her 30th birthday and you nutted all over her throat as your cock couldn't resist her sword-engulfing skills.
You call Taeyeon's attention as you guys swap partners. It's your turn to finally enjoy the birthday girl. The two continue to suck their partners' cocks as if they took no breaks, Karina with her firm and high-effort blowjob and Taeyeon with her sloppy mess of cock-sucking you always love to experience as she now dives under your balls and slows down and heats them up trying to get your pole even bigger, in contrast to Karina's high-energy blowjob of your friend.
Your friend gets too excited and tries to fuck Karina's face, just like he did Taeyeon's. Poor girl initially suffers as he grabs her hair and tries to shove his meat on her throat, but I guess yours was good enough training that she quickly adjusts to it. Meanwhile, Taeyeon keeps sucking you hard and deep as Karina gives your friend's shaft and balls some love. "You're so pretty sucking that cock," your friend compliments her.
"I want to see that dick reach 9 inches before you get it inside me," Taeyeon tells you as she keeps sucking your cock. Her dirty words turn you on even more. That woman knows how to be an amazing slut. You just keep pushing your whole blood to your cock, ready to give her the best gift you can for this special occasion, as she continues to take it sloppily on her throat. "What a beautiful fucking mouth!" you praise her as she smirks at you.
Taeyeon slaps your cock all over her face and bubbles on it with her sloppy mouth. You've seen it many times; she's activated her extreme cock-hungry slut mode. "Hmmmm yeah," Taeyeon sexily says as she turns her cheeks into a drum for your huge stick. "The best thing about my job is having such a big dick that's all mine," Taeyeon brags as you now fuck her face and grow bigger in her throat.
After a little more ball-sucking, Taeyeon is ready to jump towards nastier ventures. "Turn around," she asks as she dives her little head straight into your butt, licking your asshole like a maniac. "Is this the cake you wanted for your birthday?" you poke at her. On the other side, it's your friend's turn to get on his knees as she starts eating Karina's wonderful pink pussy.
"Ahhhh. Ahhhh." Karina sexily moans as your friend dives inside her perfect folds. Her fully shaved slit with closed outer lips contrasts with Taeyeon's wide-open meaty lips and the full bush she is spotting today, just like you prefer. Karina starts sweating all over her torso as she pushes your friend's head deeper into her vagina, softly moaning at each lick he gives her. "Yeah, it feels so good," she says using her soft voice, contrasting with Taeyeon's loud noises as she keeps choking on your cock.
Karina holds herself against one of the warehouse's pillars, her nipples getting fully erect as she prepares herself for an orgasm, cumming just as Taeyeon gags on your cock. As Karina's orgasming sounds take control of the room, Taeyeon continues to be a deranged whore who only cares about spitting as hard as she can on your cock. "Use me like a gloryhole," she says as you pop your cock in and out of her mouth.
You carry Taeyeon's tiny body towards a trio of gym mats on the other side of the warehouse, while Karina takes a bit longer to come in as her orgasm hasn't finished yet. You two get very touchy as Taeyeon moves her face up to kiss you while you run her hands all over her ass, giving her a little spank. If Taeyeon's little ass gets most of your attention, your friend can't help but be very touchy towards Karina's big tits, massaging them from behind as soon as she turns around and stops kissing him.
Taeyeon sets her sights on jerking your cock while your friend keeps fondling Karina's milk bags as she licks her chops and even gives him a little guidance on how to run his hands over her boobs. Rina is the first to get on her knees in the mats, ready to sit on your friend's big pole as he slaps it towards her entrance. As you and Taeyeon continue your long, sloppy cock-sucking session, Karina is already fully seated on your friend's cock, ready to ride it as her sexy moans go back to fill the room.
"Hmmm, you're a dirty girl," Taeyeon says as she diverts her attention towards Karina and enjoys watching her riding that dick in reverse cowgirl and how much her big boobs are already bouncing, reminding her of when the tall girl with big bouncy tits alongside her was her groupmate Seohyun. "Are you enjoying riding that dick like that?" Taeyeon asks Karina as she starts fingering her beautiful pussy. "Hmmmm yeah," Karina says in between moans, loving watching your friend's big cock disappear under her tight pink pussy.
"Stretch that tight young pussy," Taeyeon tells your friend as Karina freely bounces on it and reaches the full base of his cock. The thing she enjoys the most after taking a big dick herself is watching another girl do the same, which ramps up her eagerness to eleven. It isn't an easy ride for Karina as she closes her eyes while your friend's cock hits all the way up her cervix, but Taeyeon is there to praise the youngester and tell her to keep going. "You're doing well; don't stop," Taeyeon tells as she picks Karina's right boob to suck while letting the other one still freely jiggle.
As Taeyeon detaches from Karina and lets her bounce freely on your friend's cock, she already lines up her pussy and puts your cock in without even looking at you. Taeyeon is so experienced, she already knows everything about your erection, especially where it points. Her loose pussy offers little resistance to your 9-inch dick, and soon enough, your meat is already deep inside her. But once you're fully in, the recognizable warmth of her cunt can be immediately felt.
Taeyeon gets on all fours as she bounces on your cock. Even in a position like doggy, where the man is the dominant one, Taeyeon still manages to keep control. Her walls slowly grip your cock while your bulge pokes her skin around her navel. You try to grab Taeyeon's ass, but second thoughts come to your mind. "It's her birthday; she is gonna do whatever she wants," you say in your head between more and more moans from Karina, who's now getting fully impaled by your friend.
"I love that fucking pussy taking that dick all the way in," Taeyeon tells Karina, never missing a chance to praise the young girl for her efforts in taking both guys big cocks. You felt a little jealous as Taeyeon gave most of her attention to Karina than to you, but she couldn't help herself; her caring unnie instincts always appear on those occasions. "Nice ride," Taeyeon tells Karina, as she loves the way her tits bounce.
You push Taeyeon a little closer to you as your friend takes a break to slap his cock on Karina's pussy. "Oh fuck," Karina says as soon as he puts it back in. Meanwhile, you increase the pace, grabbing Taeyeon by her waist and showing your cock deeper inside her tiny body. But Taeyeon quickly counters and regains control of the ride, all while giving Karina's pussy a little extra heat with her hands.
"Take that cock!" Taeyeon continues to cheer on Karina as her melons get more and more jiggly and her pussy gets more and more impaled. "Oh my God," Karina groans as your friend now thrusts up her pussy and Taeyeon smirks, giving the young girl's tits some slaps as they get on her range. It may be Taeyeon's party, but Karina is the one getting fucked hard, as she spreads her legs and lets your friend manhandle her. Taeyeon starts getting a little faster herself, humping on your dick with increased intensity as well, but never losing sight of Karina.
"Oh fuck," Karina keeps getting destroyed. Your friend is completely addicted to her tight, young pussy and plows her nonstop while she fingers herself. You and Taeyeon get romantic, kissing each other as you two enjoy watching her get pounded. 'Right there," as Karina settles on your friend's cock, Taeyeon starts giving you some instructions, with you trying to match his intensity. Both of you now have your hands on your partner's tits, with you taking Tayeon's perky little boobs from behind while your friend reaches up top to grope Karina's massive honkers.
"Uhhhhh, yes, yes, yes, please, right there." Taeyeon is now the one moaning as Karina rotates her hips on your friend's cock while you pound the noona's little body. You two get very sweaty as time goes on, sliding all over the gym mat. "Ohhh, things are getting hot in here," Taeyeon notices as Karina tilts her body towards your friend's torso and lifts her legs as he starts pounding her in a full Nelson for a few seconds. "Tease that fucking cunt," Taeyeon tells him as he keeps slapping his shaft on Karina's clit. 
"Put it back in there," Karina begs. "Ooooh, you like that cock stretching that pussy don't you, Rina?" Taeyeon teases her as her hands reach onto Karina's clit even with your hard pounding from behind. "You like this slutty little pussy?" Taeyeon asks this time directed towards your friend.
"Dirty whore," you spank Taeyeon's ass and fuck her hard. She doesn't leave your dirty talk unsawered: "Yes, I'm a dirty whore, and you fucking love that; look how hard you're working for that dirty whore's cunt," she says. "It looks like Karina is one as well, taking that big dick so fucking deep," Taeyeon continues. "Fuck me, please," Karina says. "Yes, fuck her; I want you to fuck her until that pussy is sore," Taeyeon tells your friend, who can't help but accept her offer.
You had turned into just an accessory as Taeyeon enjoyed your friend and Karina's fuckfest. But that was about to change. Taeyeon ducks her head down and rests it against the gym mat, as she wants you to top her. You noticed and quickly followed suit. With only her knees holding her little weight, Taeyeon gets ragdolled by your huge cock, enjoying every second of it. "OH MY GOD, FUCK YES!" she lets out her first scream. "Fuck, you're so fucking big," Taeyeon praises your 9-inch meat ripping her cunt apart, while getting a privileged view of Karina now grinding on your friend's dick.
"Yes, take me; yes, take that fucking pussy like that." Taeyeon demands your full efforts. You do anything to please the birthday girl. "That's so fucking good; stretch my pussy; turn it loose," she keeps telling you. "Take me like that," she continues as your cock pumps her cunt nonstop. "Take that fucking pussy with that big fucking dick." Taeyeon's dirty talk has no brakes as you pin her body down the matress with your strong, muscular hands.
Taeyeon gets up as you let her taste her juices while you now slide down the gym mat. In the background of your romantic make-out, Karina continues to get impaled. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming," she says just as Taeyeon starts to suck you off, fingering herself and riding your friend's cock hard as her boobs keep jiggling. "Yes, cum all over that fucking dick, dirty little slut," Taeyeon tells her as soon as she hears it, now getting on her knees as she faces you and lets Karina enjoy from up top how she sucks your cock.
After a long ride and a massive release of fluids coming down her pussy, Karina gets up to suck your friend's cock, mirroing Taeyeon. Soon, she wraps her big tits around your friend's shaft, sliding his wet cock up and down her massive melons with ease. "Jerk my cock off," your friend tells her. "Yes, baby, look at those big tits all over that cock," Karina smiles, Taeyeon cheering on her in the background as she watches her titfucking session while never losing sight of your cock in her mouth. "So good," your friend approves.
Taeyeon sits on your lap as she grinds her hips against your hard cock, warming it up for more while she watches. Karina sucks your friend's big pick like crazy. You two give each other torrid kisses, as Taeyeon really enjoys spending her birthday with her favorite lover. "You're such a lovely slut," you whisper in her ear as Taeyeon smiles and starts jerking your cock, pressing it between your body and hers. "Time to ride that dick," you tell her as you lie your body in the matress, letting Taeyeon slide that prick inside her warm cunt once again.
"That cock is so good," a very sweaty Taeyeon says as she slides it fully inside her pussy. As Karina keeps jerking your friend off with her tits, Taeyeon is now the one bouncing. Her ride is insane, with her taking very rapid, short thrusts down your cock that don't let you rest for a second. You never cease to be amazed at how Taeyeon places her hands on your chest and just humps that cock like crazy.
"Yeah, yeah, ahhhh," Taeyeon moans as she increases the speed of her ride. Karina watches and is eager to follow the lead of her unnie. "AHHHHHHH. AHHHHHHH." Taeyeon screams fill up the room as she moves faster, going full dick-riding whore mode. Soon, Karina also sits on your friend's cock, this time facing him and giving him easier access to her huge tits.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," you say as Taeyeon gives your cock no rest and her cheeks clap hard against your hips. "Yeah, yeah, yeah," she gives you some aegyo-esque moans as if she were still that teenager who once sang Gee, as she smashes your cock full speed. Karina tries to be a good student and copies Taeyeon's riding motion, but while doing it well, she just can't match Taeyeon's insane speed while mounting on a horse-hung cock. It's truly a skill that takes years to master, and Taeyeon is one of the very few that can do it like it's a walk in the park.
Your friend slaps Karina's fit ass, and she knows she has to go faster, but by the time she does, Taeyeon has already switched her motion, sitting hard on your cock as if she were just bouncing on one of those big yoga exercise balls. "Ohhh, baby, fuck," you're now the one on the edge as Taeyeon shows no mercy for your cock. If it depended just on her will, it would get snapped in half. Her ride is so intense that it feels like she's been possessed by some sex demon. 
Karina moans, as trying to match Taeyeon's energy proves too much for her. "Oh God, fuck," she groans as her pussy throbs and your friend keeps spanking her ass. Meanwhile, you can't do anything; Taeyeon is just on a whole new planet at this point. All you want is not to cum prematurely on her birthday once more. Five years ago, it was her throat; today, it could be her cunt, in five years, it might be her ass. This woman is the devil.
Taengoo's pussy is wet at this point; it starts queefing at each bounce she gives you, as your cock now meets a puddle of squirt inside her hole. You go feral, and it takes just a little stop in her ride for you to start pumping it up hard, as if you were seeking revenge on her for those demonic bounces a couple minutes ago. As you and Taeyeon duel like a fighting couple, making a lot of noise at each thrust, Karina just enjoys your friend's hard cock buried deep in her tight pussy.
Taeyeon tilts her body in your direction as she switches her riding motion once again. You respond by shoving your finger up her asshole. And what a switch that was, as her eyes stare right at Karina's bouncing body, and the first thing she sees are the youngster's tits in motion. However, this was just a trap that Taeyeon sets on her, as she quickly goes back to her original spot and keeps bouncing on your cock, while Karina, trying to follow, gets annihilated down under by your friend's dick.
"Yes, bow to that fucking cock," Taeyeon tells Karina while you grab her by her little boobs. The birthday girl is now the one seeing everything from above, turned on by watching Karina get plowed while she keeps bouncing on you nonstop, your bodies getting more and more slippery as her sweat and squirt spill all over you. "Ahhh, shit," you end up forcing her to stop in the middle of her ride just to survive. Well, you might have survived, but Karina's pussy is definitely getting killed at each thrust of your friend's big meat.
Your relief doesn't last long. "You can't stop like that; I'm the one who gives the commands." Taeyeon is angry you couldn't stand her ride and teaches you a lesson, gyrating her hips all over your cock and hitting it from every possible angle. This time you can survive her bombardment, as your cock gives in and surprises her with a single but massive sperm pump in her womb.
"Pleeeease," Karina begs as your friend keeps hitting her pussy hard. Meanwhile, Taeyeon was not on the pill, but she doesn't give a shit that you just ejaculated inside her, just enjoying the blend of fluids inside her needy pussy, all of them mixed by your huge cock: sweat, squirt, and cum. The sloppier, the better. She's known you for years and was aware you couldn't resist, as she now switches to a straight ride that expels all those fluids down her pussy into your shaft, balls, and crotch at each pump.
"You want more of that pussy?" Taeyeon rhetorically asks as you remain hard all the time, even after shooting inside her. To her side, Karina now starts riding in some crab-esque motion that Taeyeon can't help but find funny. "He's really getting those legs shaking," she tells her.
As you two finally finish your epic ride, it feels like Taeyeon wants more, bouncing her hips in the air with your cock already out of her. More fluids come out of her pussy, most of it being her squirt and your cum. Taeyeon makes sure to swallow all of them before moving on to the next round. "Ahh fuck," you scream, relieved that Taeyeon's cock torture is finally over. That woman really knows how to drain you.
Taeyeon dives straight to your cock, making sure it's back to the ideal size she wants. Any hint of flaccidness is gone in a couple seconds of her mouth working on it. Like a good, caring unnie, Taeyeon shares your cock with Karina, letting the youngster get spit-roasted as she tastes your wet dick already back at full strength. Taeyeon laughs as Karina is now just a piece of meat slotted between two hard cocks. "Look at that fucking slut," she says as she grabs Karina's hair and dunks her head against your dick.
Karina loves the way her unnie treats her, smiling at Taeyeon's face as soon as she lets her pull out of it, making your cock even sloppier. As Taeyeon now takes care of it, you get up to kiss Karina, who is still getting impaled by your friend during all this time, as he never lets go of her. You watch Karina's boobs bounce and then shove Taeyeon's face against your crotch. "Throat it, slut, choke on that fucking cock just like that," you tell her, still upset that she made you cum earlier.
"Oh my god, fuck, I'm gonna cum again." Karina is really straight-forward, and damn, her pussy is really sensitive as she braces herself for her third orgasm. One thing is certain: Karina came here just for fun but will come out with the perfect guy for whatever escapades she makes when she gets bored of her boyfriend. "Make her fucking cum," Taeyeon tells your friend as Karina's moans get softer and more childlike at every bounce on his cock.
Karina's queefing pussy finally gives in as she orgasms all over your friend's cock. As she cums, he tounches her very sensitive boobs, sending her to the heavens. While Karina gets up to taste her juices, you put Taeyeon in a fetal position and go down on her meaty, bushy cunt. "OH MY GOD! YES!" Taeyeon screams as she gets upside down, your tongue working all over her cum-filled, squirting babyhole. Her legs shake as you increase the heat in her vagina, filling the room with her moans. "You can't stop singing even during sex, holy shit" you mock her.
"OH FUCK. AHHHH. YESS." Taeyeon continues to let her feelings out as her pussy gets overwhelmed by your sweeping tongue. You move up and down, side by side, tasting every inch of her cunt. "AHHHHHH. AHHHHHH. AHHHHH." Taeyeon screams. You were truly throwing the perfect party for her. "Hmmm, so fucking hot," Karina tells her as Taeyeon wraps your legs around your head, ready to deliver a singing orgasm. Karina is already on all fours as your friend now takes her from behind, but you and Taeyeon aren't even noticing, fully focused on making the most of such a hot moment.
Taeyeon's legs tremble and open up as she cums. She fully spreads her legs as her sweaty body slides on the floor, and she squirts all over your face, giving you a big smirk. Not even seconds after finishing her orgasm, she already knows what's up next: "We are late," she tells you, getting on all fours to match Karina as the two kiss each other.
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"FUCK!" Taeyeon yells hard as soon as you penetrate her pussy. But Karina is having a much harder time even staying up, as your friend's big bull has been manhandling her for a long time now. Both couples are now in perfect sync, but while Taeyeon takes your poundings with eyes wide open, Karina just closes her eyes as her pussy is already extremely sore after three orgasms and your friend molding it to the shape of his cock.
You spank Taeyeon's ass, and your friend soon follows and spanks Karina's. Now we've got two dueling whores—a match between youth and experience. On one side, moans and jiggly boobs; on the other, smiles at each penetration and the desire for more. "Oh my God, you hit me so fucking deep," Taeyeon tells you as she rolls her eyes. It turns out even the top whores can feel a lot of heat with such a massive cock like yours.
On the other side, Karina simply has no control over her boobs, letting them freely bounce like an airmless weapon. As they bump against each other, Karina's gets even more sensitive. But Taeyeon is no further behind. The two sluts now fully close her eyes and become just a pair of fucktoys on your and your friend's hands as you two firmly grab them by their little waists and keep pounding them.
"Good girls." You two praise them as they keep moaning with your cocks buried deep inside their cunts. Taeyeon and Karina look at each other and share kisses once more; it's the only relief they get amidst the pair of cocks stretching them out as hard as they can. "You look so hot getting fucked on all fours," Taeyeon tells Karina, who enjoys her unnie's compliments. Your friend now gives Karina's shoulders a massage while fucking her, while you firmly grip Taeyeon by her waist and love how she feels the heat of your cock hitting her tiny cum-filled womb all the way up to her cervix.
"God damn it," Taeyeon curses as the doggystyle fucking session keeps going on. "Oh my God, yes," Karina follows up as their hairs are now completely messy and sweaty and the rest of their bodies are aching as they have been turned into cocksleeves for your big meats. Karina has to use her long nails to cling to the gym mattress. Taeyeon pretends to sturggle to stay on her feet, but that tiny girl is stronger than most give her credit, as she rightens up her hair even with just one hand holding all the strangth of your poundings.
Taeyeon regains enough strangth that she starts moving her hips up and down your shaft. You give her ass a spank in approval." YES, FUCK, YES, OH MY GOD, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. On the other side, Karina is just a screaming mess as she starts shaking again. Little does she know, things are about to get even harder for her.
"Let's get down," you tell Taeyeon, who slides her body to the mat fully. Karina follows suit. You know this is Taeyeon's favorite position. She loves getting prone-boned by a massive cock up her holes. And of course, you're not gonna forget about it on her birthday of all days. Taeyeon reaches down and adjusts your cock to penetrate her at the best possible angle. Meanwhile, your friend doesn't even wait for you to start, already pounding Karina's pink slit as he gets more and more addicted to it.
"Fuck me like your life depends on it," Taeyeon tells you as you bone her. Meanwhile, Karina can only moan as she is getting stretched out nonstop. Taeyeon looks at her and gives her a little smirk before asking, "How long can you last?". "Not much, unnie. AHHHHHHHH," she says, barely able to finish.
"THAT FUCKING DICK IS SO GOOD, YOU GO SO FUCKING DEEP," Taeyeon screams as you pound her nonstop. Your session has essentially turned into a pair of hard dueling swords to see who can fuck their partner the hardest. Your balls smack Taeyeon's clit at each thrust, while your friend now slides his hands under Karina to fondle her tits while smashing them against the floor at each pounding. Even Taeyeon feels overwhelmed as you guys don't lift the foot off the gas at any second. 
"FUCKK. AHHHHH!" Taeyeon screams with her mouth wide open, while Karina grinds her teeth as your friend destroys her sore pussy. You and Taeyeon hotly kiss each other while Karina gets completely topped. "I think she's gonna collapse," Taeyeon whispers to you. "Stay put, you dirty little slut," Taeyeon tells Karina, as her guy keeps pumping her. Taeyeon's words make Karina find the last bit of strength she still has left, enduring your friend's bombardment of her pussy for a little longer.
You and Taeyeon continue to make out. "You look so fucking hot taking that cock," she tells Karina; she really enjoys watching her get destroyed. "Give it to me," she tells you, feeling a little jealous of Karina as the youngster's tits are now completely pressed against the floor and getting fondled by her man's, making Taeyeon wish she had such big boobs to feel the same way.
The two girls cum at the same time. While Taeyeon is sharing kisses with you, Karina has completely collapsed, with even her head now smashed in the floor, all that with your friend's cock still buried deep inside her. You two now finally move at a slower speed, just riding their orgasms. "I think I'm done for today; my pussy walls are so swollen they doubled in size. He really fucked me good," Karina says. She may have been out of combat, but Taeyeon is ready for more. "No problem, but please stay for the rest of the party," Taeyeon asks her. "Of course, unnie. I'll do everything you ask me," Karina gently replies.
"I want both of you to take turns in my ass," Taeyeon tells them as your friend pulls out of Karina, staring at both men with naughty eyes. Karina smiles, feeling like she's about to watch something special.
Taeyeon stays on the mat, with you just turning her body at a 90-degree angle. She gasps as your meat enters her asshole. No matter how familiar she is with your cock, it happens every single time you fuck her ass. At the same position you were fucking her pussy, you start drilling her butthole. "OHHHH. FUCKKK," she says. The only action going on is now you and her going 1 vs. 1. Her pussy squirts all over the matress as you gape her ass.
"So hot," Karina says. She really made the right decision to stay. Taeyeon is about to teach her how to become a top slut. "Yes, please, right there, fuck," Taeyeon says as Karina spreads her unnie's cheeks for your massive meat. Her eyes are now completely closed. The way you anally fucked her was truly special; no other guy could stretch her asshole the way you could, and Taeyeon knew that all the way back in the first time you two met each other.
"I love the way you stretch my tight little ass," Taeyeon tells you. You have heard that multiple times already, but it always turns you on. "Don't you fucking stop," she keeps saying. The way you fuck her is so simple, yet the chemistry between both of you is just amazing and scorching hot. Karina definitely seems to agree as she watches it up close. You now fuck Taeyeon's ass at a straight angle, sending her over the moon in the process. Close to you, Karina can only gasp at how your meat disappears inside her unnie's tiny hole with such ease. Nine whole inches, and she takes it like it's nothing.
"Such a big fucking dick," Taeyeon praises your massive manhood. "And you're such a good girl, spreading Unnie's ass," she says to Karina as you finish fucking her ass. Now, it's your friend's turn. "Give me that big gift up my ass for the first time," Taeyeon tells your friend while Karina licks her asshole in preparation. "Dirty slut wants to taste it?" she pokes her. As Karina gapes her unnie's ass, your friend takes your cock up Taeyeon's butt with ease. "Yes, please, take turns in my ass," she begs once more.
"Yes, right there, oh my godddddd, fuck," Taeyeon moans as if she were singing. You enjoy the way your friend stretches her butthole out as she closes her eyes and gets her hole fucked good. "Stuffing my fucking ass like a champion," she says, giving your friend a compliment as he reaches deeper. "Oh my God, you're gonna make me cum," she tells him as she reaches balls deep. 
Your friend can resist and starts manhandling Taeyeon's tiny ass. "Get in there," he says. "AHHHHHHH," she screams as soon as he starts fucking her faster. Taeyeon was truly caught by surprise as her clenched pussy opened up while her ass got destroyed. "SHITTTTT," your friend didn't come to play, as he truly wants to dethrone you for the number one spot among the best fuckers in Taeyeon's tight butt. 
"Yes, please, fucking destroy this fucking ass," Taeyeon says. Now for every two words that come from her mouth, one is a f-bomb. "Fuck, you're so fucking hot," she tells your friend as his balls make contact with her cunt. "Make me fucking cum, please; show how much you love this tight little hole," she tells him. "Fuck me harder, fuck me, fuck me hard like that," she keeps incentivizing him one f-bomb at a time. "Give it to her," you say in the background. 
"Are you ready to cum, baby?" he asks Taeyeon. "Yes, give it to me; make me your little slut," she replies. Soon enough, your friend gives Taeyeon that coveted anal orgasm she is craving. Taeyeon's body stays shaking on the floor as Karina tastes your friend's cock, eager to enjoy her unnie's butthole as she gives him a sloppy blowjob, while Taeyeon goes back to suck yours.
"I want both of you inside me," Taeyeon tells you as she gives your cock a little lick. You lie both on the mattress as she gets ready to sit her ass on your erect pole. "Fuck that dick is so big," Taeyeon whispers as your pole fully impales her asshole, staring at Karina, who enjoys her little unnie getting stuffed like a whore. 
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"I want you to put your dick inside me too, come on, do it, don't be shy," Taeyeon begs your friend, looking at him with eyes full of lust as she rests her body on top of yours and rests her head on Karina's torso, while the youngester now sits on top of your face. Taeyeon spreads her meaty, used-up cunt for your friend's huge cock. "Yes, please, get in," she tells him as he teases her, going in and out of her pussy.
"Stuff me, please; I want both your dicks inside me. JUST LIKE THAT," she screams as your friend fully commits to her pussy, pumping it hard from the start. Nothing Taeyeon loves more than a pair of candles double penetrating her on her birthday. But for the first time, she's got someone else to watch it, which makes it even hotter for her. Just like before, Taeyeon moans as if she's singing, clinging to Karina's body as she reaches her little arms at her waist, while her head rests just under Karina's tits, her tiny body moving up and down yours as your friend pounds her pussy.
"That's so fucking good; your guys dicks are so fucking big," Taeyeon says as she now grabs Karina's boobs while your friend fingers her pussy and plays with her big bush. "Fuck, you guys are so good to me, giving me the best birthday ever and stretching out my fucking holes like that," Taeyeon says as she clenches them hard around your cock. "Watch it, Rina; this is what sluts are made of," she tells the youngster while looking at her, although the only thing she can see are her boobs.
Your friend chokes Taeyeon, who tells him she finds it hot. "You like watching me get fucked by both of these cocks?" Taeyeon asks Karina as her head slides right between the young girl's tits. "Soon you'll be the one taking those big fucking dicks for your birthday," she tells Karina. "If you haven't already, of course," Taeyeon laughs. "You fucking boys stuff me so fucking good; you take that fucking ass and pussy so... good," she tells them as both of you increase the pace of your thursts inside her holes.
Karina holds Taeyeon's legs up in the air, looking at your friend and future sexcapade guy licking her chops, thinking to herself that she can't wait to be at Taeyeon's place. "I hope my boyfriend doesn't mind it," she tells herself. "That pussy is so good," your friend tells Taeyeon, impressed at how quickly her hole gets wet for his cock. And just as he notices it, she says, "Fuck, you're gonna fucking make me cum. Yes, please, fuck please," Taeyeon tells him.
Your friend truly wasn't ready for what came next. As he shoved his cock deeper into Taeyeon's vagina, he started groaning. Her walls clenched, and she started "biting" his cock, which bends just at her entrance. Taeyeon puts her finger on his clit and closes her eyes as she starts cumming, expelling his cock out with a volcanic squirt that reaches all the way up into his torso.
"OHHHHHHH!" Tayeon screams as she squirts. "Holy shit," your friend says, amazed at the geyser coming out of her cunt that gets his body wet from top to bottom. "Fuck her harder, make her squirt harder," Karina tells him as soon as he finds room to go back inside Taeyeon's pussy. He grabs Taeyeon's left leg with one hand and her neck with the other, pounding her wet puddle of a cunt as hard as he can under the watchful and naughty eye of Karina.
"You're so fucking hot taking me, taking that fucking pussy like that." Taeyeon praises your friend as she licks the juices from her cunt. He fingers her, hoping for another river of squirt, as Taeyeon wraps her arms around Karina's waist. Meanwhile, Taeyeon's waist gets grabbed hard by your friend, who pounds her so fast that he makes your cock slip out of Taeyeon's asshole.
Taeyeon massages your hard cock out of her hole while your friend keeps giving her a rough missionary. "Let me taste your fucking cock," she tells him, kicking him out of her pussy and sliding down your body to blow his cock off. Jealousy starts to get into your head. For the first time in a long while, your cock isn't Taeyeon's preferred choice. She kisses your friend and praises his cock in front of you, to the point where it feels like she's doing it on purpose.
You only have Karina's mouth on your cock to please you; meanwhile, your friend is putting his filthy hands all over Taeyeon's wet pussy and helping her squirt again, much to her delight as she kisses him. Taeyeon screams as he makes her squirt, followed by a laugh and a kiss as she follows. Soon, she's riding his cock as well. "Rina, you're so hot sucking this dick," Taeyeon tells her as Karina keeps savoring your monster pole. 
For the first time in a while, Taeyeon gets closer to you as she kisses Karina to get a taste of your cock. You feel a little angry, but you don't want to be an asshole and ruin her party. Lucky for you, Taeyeon's next request to Karina ends up being a blessing to you.
"Rina, do me a favor," Taeyeon starts. "Go to my bag, get my phone, and film me taking both their cocks," she finishes. Karina starts to laugh at her unnie's outrageous request. Taeyeon really wanted that recording as her birthday souvenir. As Karina gets up to pick up the phone, you lick your chops, looking right into Taeyeon's eyes. As she rides your friend's cock in her pussy, her ass is wide open for you to top her. You know this is your chance to reassert your spot as her top man, and you're gonna take it and stuff her just like you did the first time you two met each other.
Taeyeon looks really excited while riding his dick. As Karina gets her unnie's phone and approaches you three, you insert your cock in Taeyeon's ass. You know it's going to be a tough task, but out of all the countless DPs Taeyeon has experienced, you'll make sure this is her best.
"Please put that fucking big dick in my ass; stretch me wide open," Taeyeon tells you. As Karina starts to film it, Taeyeon is already falling on her knees. You go slow, but make sure to fuck her ass balls deep from the start as your sack hits your friend's cock, stretching her pussy. Taeyeon loved how you hit her in the right spots from the beginning. Truth be told, while being an anchor man has its advantages, being the alpha dog of a DP will always be the preferred option.
"Fuck, you guys are stretching me so hard; fucking make me your tiny little fucking slut, getting those fucking big dicks inside my tiny fucking holes. Fucking me in front of my dongsaeng," Taeyeon says as Karina moves around you guys and starts filming both of your cocks pumping inside Taeyeon's stretched holes. Karina feels amazed: "I need to throw a birthday party just like unnie's," she thinks.
"Oh Gosh. Rina, are you filming this?" Taeyeon asks her, enjoying getting stuffed by both of your cocks to the fullest, especially at how you're mounting her like a raging bull. "Yes, unnie, it's so fucking hot," she tells Taeyeon. "I think I'm in paradise now; these cocks stretch me so weel, ahhhhh." Taeyeon continues. "Good girl, taking all that fucking dick deep in her holes," you tell her.
"AHHHHHHHH. OH. MY. GOD. THAT'S SO MUCH COCK!" Taeyeon screams as your bull pumps her intensely. Besides filming, Karina now reaches under her new lover's cock, caressing it as he stuffs it in Taeyeon's pussy. Taeyeon wraps her hands around your feet as you put all your strength into destroying her asshole, topping her like she's your personal bitch. "Fuck you guys make me feel so good," she says as you pick up the pace, leading the charge more and more as the dominant alpha while your friend lies idle with Karina jerking him off.
"Slut enjoying it a lot, aren't you, Taengoo?" you ask, using her nickname. "Fuck," is how she answers; you don't need to ask anything else. Karina keeps filming both cocks pumping her unnie's pair of fuckholes, fingering herself to the scene. "You guys are gonna make me explode with those two fucking big dicks," Taeyeon continues as her holes start to queef, your balls colliding with your friend's shaft as he pushes his cock up her cunt and you push yours deep in her ass.
Taeyeon is just a stuffed moaning whore now, as the two cocks work her cunt and anus in perfect sync, hitting deep inside her at the same time. You take Taeyeon by surprise, fucking her ass now at full speed as revenge for her making you feel jealous a while ago, showing her who the boss is. "Give it to her," your friend tells you as Taeyeon starts to call for God more than she ever did—in fact, every time you hit deep in her asshole.
Your friend gets some extra motivation from Taeyeon's screams, pushing up her pussy as well. Now that's all that's left for her, screaming at each pump of both cocks deep inside her fuckholes until she cums. Taeyeon pleads to God more than 100 times, but her prayers go unanswered. The only thing she gets is your raging boner stuffing her even harder, making you groan as you get close to cum. Karina registers everything while wishing to get fucked like that. "Rina, you like watching your unnie get treated like a dirty little slut?" Taeyeon asks her.
"Of course," Karina answers as she zooms her phone close to the action. Taeyeon's holes barely appear now, fully stuffed with cock. "AH. AH. AH. AH. AH." Taeyeon rapdily screams as both cocks don't stop stretching her out, yours leading the charge. "OH, YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CUM, HOLY SHIT," she continues, her body now completely sweaty while her eyes haven't seen any light for many minutes.
You slow down and enjoy Taeyeon's begging. The independent woman turned into a screaming slut for cock. "Rina, are you filming?" is all she can ask. "Yeah," Karina responds. "I've got a great angle; I think you're gonna enjoy it," she says as Taeyeon lets out yet another moan and creams all over those cocks, while your friend kisses her neck and licks her sweat. "You boys destroy my holes so fucking good," Taeyeon says, her face turning red.
"I want both of you guys to cum on my face and blow those fucking birthday candles all over it," she says. "Is that what you want?" you ask her. "Yes, please," she answers. 
You guys pull out of Taeyeon, jerking your big cocks while she gets on her knees; her little body does not even get past your legs. "Yes, I want it," Taeyeon unleashes her rarely seen aegyo. "Rina I want you to film it," Taeyeon says as she puts her hands on both men's legs. Karina has a great view from the phone's lens, and with Taeyeon's little body surrounded by both cocks from such big guys, she can only record them from their torso down. Taeyeon's skin and especially her bush glow under the camera's lens as well.
"And then I want you to cum kiss me after," Taeyeon says, to which Karina reacts with her biggest smile of the day, which Taeyeon follows with one of her own, never losing sight of the two big cocks jerking off for her. "Are you guys ready to cum on my face and have my hot friend cum swap with me?" Taeyeon asks. Both of you start singing happy birthday to her as you guys get closer.
"I want every last drop," Taeyeon says just as you guys finish singing. As soon as she says those words, your friend is the first to cover her face, with Taeyeon scooping the cum that doesn't hit it with her bare hands. "Yes, perfect," she says. "Ah, fuck," your friend groans as she drains his balls to the fullest.
You're the next in line. Taeyeon's left cheek is already fully covered in semen as your friend slaps his cock in her face. "Thank you for such a good gift," she praises him and even rubs his tip on her eye, bringing back that feeling of jealousy in you. "Rina is gonna love this," she says, already aware of her friend's burning desire for your friend's cock.
"Ready to cum now?" Taeyeon sexily asks you. The load you drop on her is so sudden that she opens her mouth gleefully in happiness, watching as it reaches all the way down her chest, scooping what drops down and rubbing on it too. The next load hit her right cheek, as her face is now fully covered in cum, and you're also completely drained.
"You guys were so fucking good to me today; thank you for the best party ever," Taeyeon says, grabbing your friends already deflating cock while sucking your while still hard and then taking turns at giving both tips a few kisses.
"Take the camera and let Rina come here," Taeyeon tells you. Karina is extremely happy as she licks her unnie's cum-covered face, tasting it like the cream on top of a birthday cake. Taeyeon drops the cum in her mouth into Karina's, licking what spills into her face. "That's so hot, I love it," she says, looking at you. "Next time, it's going to be your face all covered in cum," Taeyeon tells Karina, who laughs, hoping that comes soon enough.
As you film the girls kissing each other, one final idea comes to Taeyeon's mind. "I can't go home all sweaty and full of cum; can you guys clean me before we leave?" she asks. "Sure, let's take a shower," you two say. "Yes, but not the kind of shower you guys are thinking," Taeyeon says.
"What kind?" They ask. "I want those cocks peeing all over me. I know you guys have a lot in the tank; after all, it's how you clean those pipes after so much cum, isn't it?" she says.
"Holy shit," you exclaim, never thinking that Taeyeon would ask for a golden shower. She never had before over all those years, but it's her birthday, and she wanted something a little more outside the box. "Stay there and film all of it, Rina," she says. "I want your friend to clean my body with his piss while you clear my throat as I get ready for tomorrow," she orders.
You guys oblige, as your friend makes sure to piss all over her body, giving her torso, boobs, face, and even her bush some cleaning. Meanwhile, your hot piss goes all into Taeyeon's throat. Not gonna lie, you love turning the throat that has sung some of Korea's biggest hits into your personal urinal.
"Amazing," Taeyeon says as you two run out of piss. She gargles yours in her mouth and then drinks it. "Thanks for such a great birthday party. You and your buddy, Karina, all did amazing today. I hope we'll have many more meetings in the future." Taeyeon gives a brief speech as she goes towards Karina and your friend first. "I think you guys should spend the night together, as long as you didn't schedule anything with your boyfriend, right, Rina?" she asks.
"No, unnie, I don't have anything tonight," Karina says. "Then fine, just watch for the paparazzi. They are always lurking. I can take you guys to my apartment if you want," she says. "Sure, unnie," Karina tells her as they get a hot, spicy shower together and minutes later leave the building.
Now it's just you and Taeyeon in the warehouse, both still naked. "You blew me away today. I loved how you felt so jealous when I gave your friend lots of attention. You really don't want to lose your favorite noona, don't you?" she asked. "Never," you said. "Then let's go to your house and enjoy a romantic night," she continued.
As you two have some post-sex fun in the warehouse's shower and get ready to leave it, Taeyeon gets in her car and heads towards your house for dinner. It was always her policy to leave in separate cars from her partner since the day she got caught dating in one. But before she did so, she said those final words:
"I can't wait to know what you're going to prepare for my 40th birthday." Yes, she was already thinking of it that far ahead.
Today, I'm starting a new series called Legends. This series is about some of the most iconic female idols and will feature longer stories with a lot of sex, that, depending on the idol, can be very passionate or very extreme. To feature on this series, the idol must be at least 30 years old and have some iconic moments that are entrenched into k-pop's lore. The stories will all take place around their birthdays, with each idol getting a special kind of celebration.
For this year, I'll take on idols born in 1989 and 1994 (so those who turn either 35 or 30 years old this year). Taeyeon, who turned 35 four days ago, was my choice to start it, featuring her in a DP foursome alongside Karina (who could very likely be herself a future legend) with a very nasty ending. Besides Taeyeon, there are other 3 idols I have in mind for this series in 2024: Suzy, Krystal (who turn 30) and Taeyeon's groupmate Yuri (who also turns 35).
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gia-d · 8 months ago
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I am once again here to inflict more Double Curse Legend to the good people of the LU fandom.
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I will absolutely be writing something including this magnificent beast during the November @lu-community-write-a-thon
I'm not sorry.
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ayrtonswnna · 8 months ago
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hello there!
Can I request a Franco x reader? But where Ayrton Senna is alive in this universe and the reader is Senna? If not, then fine. It's up to you. Thanks in advance 😊😊
ʚɞ a/n: that is my moment!!!!!!!! i often imagine how would it be to have ayrton in contemporary scenarios it's unhealthy lol. i really think he'd be full of jokes and a fun guy just like he was off track. thanks for the request, it was a real nice one to write! (and if anyone has any senna request, i'll be more tham happy to take it! (i'm even willing to write stuff with senna himself))
ʚïɞ "you got me good" FC43
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀↳ masterlist ↳ drop a request! ↳ more franco fluff!
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✧₊⁺ franco colapinto x cecília senna (senna!female oc)
✧₊⁺ word count: 1,6k⠀⠀⠀⠀✧₊⁺, gender: crack, fluff.
✧₊⁺ summary: franco and cecília kept a secret relationship and when they decide to come clean, her father was ahead of it and he's a total menace.
✧₊⁺ warnings: alternative universe where that may 1th 1994 didn't happen and ayrton grew old like he deserved to, my hyper focus on that man shown in references, a bit of portuguese properly translated, kinda short and poorly contextualized, curse words, franco is a baby, just soft and light content for the win.
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"What do you mean he doesn't know about it?"
Franco took a deep breath, massaging his own scalp as his friend and co-worker continued talking, a mix of excitement and judgment in his words.
"You are not making this any better," he mouthed.
"You are dating his daughter! You are da-ting. The man's daughter. Like... The man's daughter. The hell haven't you met her family!?"
"I am scared, okay!? If I get rejected by her family... It's not just my girlfriend's family. It's simply Senna himself! Should I what!? Drop the job? Hide in a cave?"
Alex laughed, the words and the tone easing the tension. The guy was worried to death and things might be simpler than he thought. Everyone knew Senna was a fun person.
Dating Cecília Senna felt almost like marrying into royalty. It's a good feeling, though. Bagging Cecília Senna could easily be added to one of Franco's big achievements — and he's a former F2 driver called in last minute to fill a Formula One seat — and he's doing great.
But still, it's Cecília Senna, the only child of a legend, someone he looked up to growing up, someone he saw in the paddock many times before ending up in his daughter's sheets.
"Hello, everyone!"
God, his heart might have dropped to the floor just now. The retired driver walked into the garage happily, with his daughter attached to his arm and waving familiarly.
Everyone gathered around them immediately, though Cecília's eyes instantly met Franco's. She knew he was scared and had made fun of him until she couldn't anymore, teasing him in every way she could.
"I've heard the news on the Argentinian! You guys are lucky you got away easily!"
Alright, it's time to pray. What news? That he's fucking his daughter? That they meet every week? That she wanted a Williams' box pass so badly just because of him? Or... That they hid it from everyone just to gain a bit more time?
"We got quality, mate! That's it." Vowels took his cue to fill in the blank, the people dispersing and going back to their work. "Found the kid sparring and made him a beast."
"Yeah, of course," the Brazilian laughed. "What's up, buddy! Feeling the pressure?"
Franco mentally cursed Cecília for raising her eyebrows and doubling the meaning of the question, but he managed to stand up and dry his sweaty hands on his pants.
"I try not to, honestly. Not... think about it a lot," he said, feeling he could have worded the sentence a bit better as they shook hands.
"That's the spirit! I heard a lot about you, little man. Do you know my daughter? Cecília?"
Tricky question. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Tricky question.
If he had heard about it, then he knew about them. Franco could say "yes" and end up with a lecture, or say "no" and be caught in a lie.
"You guys think you are smart, huh? Fooling around, hiding from cameras..."
Oh, it's over. It's over for him. The "drop the job and hide in a cave" plan was almost running in his veins right now. Maybe he should Sebastian Vettel his way around, retire early, and move to a countryside home in Switzerland. Yes, that's a good plan.
"Pai... Para com isso." Cecília shoved her dad's side, rolling her eyes. (Dad... Stop that.)
"What? You guys thought you got away with it?"
"Pai! Ele tá ficando sem graça!" she insisted. (Dad! He's getting uncomfortable!)
Franco thought of speaking up, but the nerves were all up and maybe he should let it be.
"Yeah! He should!" Ayrton still had a serious look on his face, making Franco shiver.
"Pai, sério." (Dad, I'm serious.)
"Sir, I know it—"
"Come on, Franquinho! I'm fooling around, take that scared look off your face!" In a matter of seconds, Ayrton's grin turned into a playful smile, and his arm was hooked over Franco's shoulder, messing up his hair and leaving him even more confused. "Did I scare you? You should have seen your eyes!"
Franco laughed, still a bit dulled. That was a big one.
"You're a bastard," Cecília rolled her eyes once again, aware of the father she had.
The man was a natural jokester, full of little jokes and loved making uncomfortable scenarios in the name of fun. He was a handful.
"And you guys should have told me about this before! You lost it all, Franquinho. Angra, the travels... You need to be introduced to the family!"
He had heard about Angra; the beach house Cecília went to every now and then, how much she and her father loved the place. He even saw an old interview where Ayrton said that his retirement plans included being "Angra's nature inspector."
"Yeah- Yeah, sim." Franco risked some Portuguese, patting Ayrton on the back before they both stepped apart. "Sorry for... for taking too long to meet you, I was- Damn, you got me good."
"I could see!" Senna didn't waste a single laugh. "Don't worry, little boy. You're a good investment. And Cecília is pretty happy, so... you got my support."
"I'm even happier to hear it." Franco chuckled. "Thank you, very much. Your daughter also makes me really happy."
"Of course! Her bad jokes make everyone laugh." Ayrton kept the teasing going. "Now you better show me some racing! I've been in your place and to keep the daughter you need to be as good as dad!"
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"You should have seen your face, baby!"
Franco glanced at his girlfriend as he turned his head, their first alone time since the morning's humiliation session.
"I don't wanna talk about it," he mouthed, shirt off and focus switching. "That was traumatizing."
"I told you he's a clown." Her shoulders went up a bit. "But he wasn't lying at the end! He likes you!"
"I got that part. Now I know where you got that dark humor from." The blue-eyed boy stood in the middle of his room, hands on his waist as he let his girlfriend use her eyes.
"What can I say? I am my father's daughter." She smiled mischievously. "He wants you to spend some time, though. Before Vegas, maybe?"
"I could've Max Verstappen my way around and have stayed for the week... But we waited until your dad could scare me to death in the middle of the box so... Yeah, it can be next week." He started simple, voice steady.
But then Cecília approached and her hands liked to touch. All over his torso while she traced a good way for his hair.
"You ain't seen nothing yet." The smile was still on her face, lips coming closer and closer to his. "But I am really happy, you know? Now we can just be and enjoy some time... I can take you to Angra, and I don't need to hide in your driver's room. I was done with pretending I was investing in Williams just so I had a reason to watch the races here."
"Told you about it... You could afford my seat."
Another joke. Ever since he got into F1 as an emergency call, she did say she only had to call her dad and his 2025 seat would be secured.
"You're gonna get it because you deserve it, I am not affording that." She flashed her eyelashes, rimming a single syllable as his hands also started to travel.
Inside her expensive shirt, up and down her back in good pressure before they found room at her waist.
"You know what else I deserve?"
"You freak! Go shower and I'll be waiting for you outside. My dad is around!"
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It took them no time. Within weeks, Ayrton and Franco became partners in crime, and suddenly, Cecília was having a taste of her own medicine.
"Turn it off! Now!" Ayrton whispered in a screaming tone, the last signal Franco needed before turning off the power for the whole house.
Cecília had just come back from the beach and Franco finally knew the Angra house. It was dark, and the prank was not very well planned.
"Porra." (Shit.) they heard the Brazilian swearing. "Que inferno, de novo? PAAAAI?" (What the hell, again? DAAAAD?)
He knew some words in Portuguese and it only made it funnier. Him and his father-in-law were hiding in the small laundry room as Cecília searched for them.
"Ready, kid?"
"No, but I'll do it anyways."
"Good kid. You're a great one." The old man, as a new custom, messed with the Argentinian's hair, before opening the door and waiting for him to leave.
"Eu juro, se vocês estiverem armando pra cima de mim eu— Ah— FRANCO! NO!" (I swear, if you guys are planning something against me I—)
He's fast even with his limited knowledge about the furniture in the house, walking in the dark before he could lift her and throw her over his shoulder.
It's the fourth time she's thrown in the pool and she just knows it's her father opening the glass door for the exterior area before she's sinking in cold water.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ALL!" Cecília screamed. "I JUST WASHED MY HAIR! OH MY GOD! PUTTING YOU TWO TOGETHER WAS THE WORST THING I EVER DID!"
"Não reclama, princesinha..." (Don't you complain, little princess...) her father played, now standing besides her boyfriend. "Bate aqui, you passed the test. Welcome to the family." (High five,)
"I hate you guys. Eu odeio vocês, los odio. Whatever. Don't ever talk to me again." Cecília stomped her way out of the pool, walking straight past them.
"Don't get mad, baby... It's just a joke!"
"Well, boy... It's your girlfriend. Go ease her nerves. You're called Colapinto for a reason."
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ʚïɞ ayrtonswnna, 2024. check my masterlist or drop a request (: reblogs and feedback are always welcome (:
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walkingnearfoxes · 4 months ago
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Physical Therapy (Soldier Boy x Reader Oneshot)
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3.6 words. NSFW due to sex and Soldier Boy being Soldier Boy. Female, non-supe reader. 
Soldier Boy has his ways of dealing with your injury.
"The hell are you doing?"
Your head snaps up at the sudden voice, a wrap of elastic bandages between your teeth. The long string of gauze descends from your mouth to a messy roll around your dominant wrist, then trails to the bottom of the bed. This is your fourth attempt at creating a wrap. You were seconds away from cursing all of Vought and their supes when the original supe announced himself - and now stands in the doorway.
Soldier Boy stands at the precipice to the room you've chosen to sleep in at the Legend's "safehouse." His piercing green eyes are glaring down at the misshapen cast around your wrist. You have difficulty deciphering the downward turn of his frown, but he seems unimpressed. 
An awkward silence passes as you let the bandages fall from your lips. "...uh..."
Soldier Boy invites himself into the room. He stops in front of you and holds out his hand, wagging his fingers in an inward curl - the universal expression of gimme. You tentatively hold your wrist out, and he meets you halfway to hold your forearm. His eyes narrow as he observes the swelling around your wrist. It's already bruised a pretty shade of purple, but not enough for you to worry about a broken bone. Soldier Boy does his own inspection, pushing your arm this way and that. Shockingly, he's gentle. When you wince at a particular twist to the left, he slows down so you feel no pain. Finally, he comes to the same conclusion you did about an hour ago. "Sprained wrist."
You nod. "Yeah. Had to block a wall at the Herogasm explosion."
His brow furrows, and he looks up to meet your gaze. "Herogasm?"
"...yeah?"
"We got back five hours ago."
"...yeah?"
His blinking intensifies as he works through the timeline of the day’s events. You managed to get separated from the boys at the chaos of Herogasm. Then, as if dodging super dicks wasn’t enough, you were nearly killed by the double whammy of avoiding Homelander’s appearance and Soldier Boy’s unintentional explosion. When your team managed to rally back together, you all drove back to the Legend's house. Only when Butcher started talking to everyone about the next steps did you manage to sneak off and look at your injury. Never in this chaotic timeline did you mention that your wrist hurt.
Soldier Boy grunts. "Why the fuck didn't you say anything?" 
You shrug. "Ya'll were busy."
"We were...fucking Christ." He lets go of your arm to sit on the bed beside you. You watch in puzzlement as he picks up the bandages from the floor and winds them around his hand, glancing at your wrist occasionally. He eventually looks back at your face and seeing your confusion, raises a brow. "What? You think I stormed Normandy without knowing how to wrap a wrist?"
"Not exactly," You murmur sheepishly. "I didn't think you would..."
He scoffs as you trail off. "What? Care?"
You look away, and hear him sigh as he gently moves to hold your forearm again. "Jesus, kid," He murmurs. "I'm not a monster."
Soldier Boy wraps your sprain diligently. He murmurs about the Legend’s need for better medical equipment. He reminds himself to have a talk with him about that. You don't reply; instead, you watch him as he works. He uses one hand to hold your wrist steady while the other glides the bandage carefully around your thumb and over your wrist. The supe is making final adjustments when he finally speaks to you. "So, what's with the silence? This a woman thing?"
It's your turn to look puzzled. "What?"
"You've barely said a damn word to me," He explains without lifting his gaze from his work. "Do women just not speak now?"
"...yeah. See, we're all so frazzled at being allowed to leave the kitchen. I'm dying for someone to ask me for a sandwich."
He stops abruptly, and barks a laugh. "Well, fuck. My next question was gonna be if you're scared of me, but that's out the fucking window."
Your lips quirk up into a small smile. "Sorry to disappoint."
Soldier Boy shakes his head. He uses his right hand to smooth out the gauze, and as much as you don't want to compliment him, the wrap is expertly done. You can't picture him doing this for his teammates on Payback. Did he help soldiers? Is he not quite as awful as the Legend made him out to be? You've heard so many caricatures of Soldier Boy at this point that it's hard to pick out who he really is.
Soldier Boy, meanwhile, is looking at your face. "Yeah, there it is again. The far off look. What's going on up there?"
"You say that as if you've been watching me.”
"I have," He says without shame. "Butcher's me with a shitty accent, Hughie's a puss, but you...can't figure you out."
He's finished the wrap at this point, but he looks at you like he has no intention of leaving - or letting go of your wrist, for that matter. He scoffs as he carries on. "I mean, you walked in on me with Susie and acted like it was another fucking Tuesday."
"Who...oh." You can't help a snort. Right. Susie. A few days ago, Butcher had sent you to grab Soldier Boy from his room. You opened the door to find him bent over a gorgeous woman, him thrusting like it was his last night on this Earth and her screaming like a banshee. Thank God for the Legend's soundproof walls. Soldier Boy had barely stopped his business when he noticed you, and you barely reacted. You politely apologized to the lady, told Soldier Boy the business, and left. Another fucking Tuesday indeed.
"I mean, shit." He shakes his head. "You not phased by anything?"
"Not after Herogasm," You reply, and he bites back another laugh. "What, are you offended? Should I have clutched my pearls?"
He opens his mouth to reply, then seems to think better of it and stops. You take in his expression, his furrowed brow and slightly pouting lips, and you bite back a laugh. He is offended.
"Most women would have some sort of reaction." He argues lightly, waving a hand in the air. 
Your smile turns a bit sly. "Most women? You sure about that?"
His frown is noticeable now. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Maybe you were feeling a little frustrated after Herogasm. Perhaps you were more impressed with the way he was rattling Susie that you wanted to admit. But you find yourself shrugging your shoulders in mock innocence. "The Legend told me about Susie. He hired her so you'd stop fucking his maids."
"So?"
"So, it sounds like the only women you're getting reactions from are hired or scared of you."
His face darkens, and you resist the urge to pull back - or move closer. You manage to keep still as he speaks, his voice noticeably lower. "You think she was putting on a show for me?"
You smirk. "A pretty convincing one, but a show. No one's dick is that powerful."
Soldier Boy’s subsequent movements surprise you. He abruptly stands up and walks to the door. For a moment, you think he's about to storm off. But then he closes the door. Locks it. When he turns to look back at you, your stomach rolls. He's hungry. He storms up to you like a predator, kneels so his hands are on either side of you, trapping you against the bed. He levels his face with yours, and his green eyes are looking right into your damned soul.
"You think I've been around this long without knowing how to please a woman?" He growls. "Why don't you lay your little ass back on the bed and I'll show you what I know?"
Jesus.
You swallow as you try to remember your dignity or your wit. "I..I don't know if that's a good idea."
He doesn't move. "Why the fuck not?"
You hold up a finger, and his eyes follow it like he's debating whether to bite it. "Well, for one, I'm not gonna fake anything. If it ain't good, I'm not putting on a show."
He smirks and god damn if you dont want to suck on that bottom lip. "I'm not too worried about that, princess."
You let out a shaky breath and hold up a second finger, ignoring how he rolls his eyes. "We're also teammates. It'll be weird."
He barks a laugh. "Yeah. Neither one of us have fucked a teammate before. Try again."
Damn it.
"And...and I'm not calling you Soldier Boy."
“...What?"
"Do you make women call you Soldier Boy in the heat of that moment? Because that's weird. It's a cruel and unusual punishment."
He's grinning now in a way you've never seen before. It's more earnest than his typical smirk - not something of malice or cockiness, but genuine amusement. "Call me Ben, then. I don't give a shit about that. Now, you wanna do this or not?"
You hesitate for all of two seconds before nodding your head. "Okay."
"Okay." He repeats, and leans in closer. "You sit back and relax that wrist, sweetheart. I'm gonna take good care of you."
His kiss is shockingly sweet. He starts slow, barely a whisper of a kiss until you kiss him back. Then, he's all in. You feel a smile crease his lips as he slides his tongue over your lips. One of his hands cradles the back of your neck, and you unconsciously shiver at his warmth against your skin. He notices because of course he does and he pulls away enough to speak. "Am I off to a good start, princess?"
"Stop calling me that." You murmur back, and he chuckles low. You move your wrapped hand to touch his face, but he immediately catches it with his free grasp. He shakes his head at you. "Nu uh." 
"What?"
Soldier Boy lowers your hand back to the sheets. "You're injured. You gotta rest."
You laugh softly. "So...I just sit here while you do all the work?"
He grins and uses his leverage over you to lower you to the bed. "Got a problem with being spoiled, sweetheart?"
Your body heats. "N-No, but-"
"Not used to it? Yeah, there's that independent female bullshit. Can't you-"
You lean up and kiss him hard, effectively silencing him. Luckily, he immediately responds. You can deal with his casual sexism later; you're not even sure how real it is. He might be doing it to piss you off.
He kisses his way down your neck slowly, one hand on your hip while the other ducks under your shirt. His hands are calloused and warm, and you unconsciously lean into it. He allows it. When his fingers are resting over your ribs, he gives your neck a little bite and then pulls away. "Let's get this off."
He reaches to do it himself and you pause him, remembering this time to use your uninjured hand. "Not a word about my ratty sports bra, alright? I didn't know this would be happening."
He snorts. "Fine. Arch up." 
You do, and he lifts your shirt over your head to toss it blindly over his shoulder. His gaze wanders to your chest. "Damn. What're you doing hiding these away?"
"You want me to have my tits out while we're fighting?"
"Better than this hideous sports bra."
"Fuck off," You both laugh, and you take it upon yourself to remove it. Almost instantly, his large hands are on your breasts. You gasp, and he grins wildly down at you. "You talk about a big game for someone so sensitive." He brushes both his thumbs in identical circles over your nipples, his gaze following the movement hungrily. "Damn, these are nice tits."
He doesn't want for a reply before leaning down to suck one of your nipples into his mouth. You hiss, your eyes falling shut at the hot swirl of his tongue. You're so distracted that you don't notice his hand moving down your stomach until it’s cupping between your legs. Your eyes fly open with a gasp. "Jesus Christ."
He's grinning devilishly as his mouth moves to your other breast, lavishing it with the same attention he had given the first one. He shifts sporadically between sucking on your nipple to nipping or pecking at the skin. "Been a while, huh?"
You glare down at him, reaching your healthy hand up to tug at his hair - but that only makes him moan, and the vibration against your breast makes you jolt. "Not all of us have hookers lined at the door for us."
He chuckles and begins to kiss his way down your stomach. "Well, you don't have to worry about that anymore. You got me."
Soldier Boy’s hands curl into your leggings. He manages to pull himself away from your chest long enough to look up at you for consent. When you nod, he wastes no time pulling them off - and tearing them right in half in the process. 
You pout. "Thanks."
He chuckles, but there's a new note of breathlessness to his voice as he looks over your naked body. "Sorry, sweetheart...guess I owe ya a pair."
You gesture to his still fully clothed self. "You can make it up to me by stripping down yourself."
His face twinkles in amusement. "I can do that." He doesn't bother putting on any kind of show for you, simply trying to strip himself as quickly as possible, but you admire the view anyway. Your eyes drift from his chest downwards when he removes his final layers, and your eyes widen at the generous gift between his legs. "Damn. Mazel tov."
He smirks as he leans back over you to press a kiss below your belly button. "Wait ‘til you see what it can do."
His movements suddenly become a lot more urgent as he peppers a trail of kisses down your belly, along your thigh, and down between your legs. When his intentions become more than obvious, your body clenches. "Uh, hey," You say suddenly, another flare of heat hitting you when his eyes tilt to look up at you. "Don't feel like you have to..."
Soldier Boy arches a brow. "Don't have to what? Go down on you?"
You shrug sheepishly and avert your gaze. You hear him groan. "What little boys have you been with, sweetheart?" He reaches up to take your chin between his finger and thumb, gently turning you to look at him again."This ain't an obligation. I've been wanting to eat this pussy for weeks."
"...Weeks?"
He turns back down to nip at your inner thigh. "Besides, you saw what I'm packin'. You're gonna need a warm up..."
He kisses your pussy with the same gentleness he had kissed your lips. He's slow, experimenting with his tongue and mouth to see what makes you squirm - what makes you bite your lip to stifle a moan. He clearly hasn't forgotten your earlier taunts about women putting on a show for him, and he's using every trick in his arsenal to prove you wrong. 
It doesn't take him very long to find what works. Once he sees what makes you wiggle under his iron hold on your hips, he applies a pressure to your clit with his mouth that's divine. A breathy moan escapes you, and it feels too good for you to care about the smug look on his face; if that smugness is between your legs doing this, you don't care. 
When he eventually decides he's soaked you enough with his mouth, he pushes a single finger into you. He curls it tentatively, this way and that, searching for the right spot to make you wild. He doesn't immediately find success the way he did with his tongue, and when you have the brain space to look down at him, the level of focus and mild frustration surprises a giggle out of you. "How you doing down there?"
"Don't be a brat," He growls, still hard at work with his finger. It feels heavenly, but that isn't enough for him. "Gimme a sec..."
Soldier Boy slides another finger into you, and while it nearly makes your hips buck, you manage to hold it together. You're ready to tease him when he suddenly curls his fingers up and inside of you just right. You gasp loudly, and he beams. "There we go."
He's merciless. Now that he's found that spot, he hits it with every stroke. You thrash with everything in you, but his free arm rests lazily on your hip to keep you exactly where he wants you. When he leans in to press a wet kiss against your clit, his fingers still fingering against that spot repeatedly, you're a goner. The climax vibrates down your limbs. Time stops, and in your ridiculous haze, you thank the Legend for his soundproof walls—the cries of pleasure you make sound like an animal freed from a cage. When you manage to come back down, Soldier Boy has slowed his fingering but hasn't stopped. He has fully lifted his head, and the shit-eating grin on his face is more attractive than it should be. 
"So...what was that about putting on a show?" He asks, curling his fingers again for emphasis and chuckling at your jolt.
"Yeah...well..." You try to sit up, but you're still shaky and his hold on your hips hasn't budged. "I haven't had sex with a supe before."
He arches a single brow. "This ain't about being a supe, baby. This is me."
"Big talk for a guy who hasn't fucked me yet."
He laughs and pulls his fingers out of you in a single pull. You nearly whimper at the loss, but he doesn't waste time in leaning over you - and the press of his hard cock against your hole pushes you back to silence. "I like you, kid," He murmurs against your lips. "Think I'll keep you."
Soldier Boy kisses you as he slowly pushes into you. You pant against his lips at the stretch, and your hands fall to his arms; he takes your bandaged wrist and places it back on the bed. "Christ, Ben-"
"Relax into me, sweetheart."
You whimper and give a tentative roll up of your hips. He grunts, but doesn't move yet. You brush your free fingers through his hair. "I'm ready..."
He grunts in confirmation, his forehead pressing to yours as he moves. His diligent preparation means he easily moves inside of you, this time finding every sensitive spot immediately. Your bandaged wrist clenches hard enough in the blanket to rip it. When you curl your thighs around his hips, pulling him in deeper, the growl he makes sends a needy shiver down your body.
"Fucking shit, you're tight," He hisses. "You feeling good, sweetheart? Still questioning me?"
"Do you...ever stop talking?"
"Not when I got a pretty thing like you under me." Soldier Boy punctuates his point with a more brutal thrust that has you seeing stars. An arm supports his weight next to your head while his other hand pushes pointedly down your body, rubbing so hard at your clit your nails dig into the back of his neck. "There you go, baby. Let go for me. Can't finish until you do."
You try and resist, wanting this feeling to last as long as it can - but your body betrays you. You come again, this time soundlessly, though something that sounds similar to his real name whispers from you. He groans, his muscles shaking with the effort of working you through it. He pulls himself out of you when he's sure you're spent. You watch in a haze as he pumps into his hand once, twice, and then spills into his fist. 
"God damn..." Soldier murmurs. He takes his time in slowly standing up and grabbing his underwear from the floor. He chuckles under his breath as he wipes his come away lazily with the fabric. "That was...that was real good, sweetheart."
"...I'm on the pill." For whatever reason, that's the first thing you can think to say as you gesture lazily to his boxers. "So, you don't have to worry about...that."
He snorts as he takes a seat back on the bed. "Good to know for next time."
You blink in genuine surprise. "Next time?"
"You think I'd have that pussy just once?" Soldier Boy reaches down and brushes a hand over your stomach; if you look close enough, the stroke of his fingers is almost fond. "Besides, someone's gotta make sure you rest that fucking wrist. I worked hard on that wrap."
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thesassypadawan · 1 year ago
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Birthday Boy (Hayden x FemReader)
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Summary: It’s your man’s birthday! A day filled with all the love, presents, and…special ‘treats’.
Warnings: 18+ (mdni), because there sooo much of the smut. Birthday head and, as always… Hayden’s big, fat dick.
Notes: Happy Birthday, Hay! 💙🤍
And also Happy Hayden's (And Mine) Birthday Event! In honor of the man, the myth, the legend; I will be posting nothing but Anakin, Vader, and Hay stories all April long!
- It’s Hayden’s birthday! One of the few days during the year when you can spoil him totally rotten…and he can’t object or complain.
- You always make it into a big deal. Showering him with love and affection. Making his fav foods. Getting him so many thoughtful presents. Planning all sorts of little surprises and special ‘treats’…that you just so happen to enjoy too.
- The sound of your alarm fills the air, and your arm flies out from underneath the covers. Hand fumbling for your phone, trying to silence it before a moose starts to stir.
- Luckily, you’re successful and no harm was done. Because you can hear the soft snores echoing out from behind you.
- Yawning, you try to blink yourself awake. You had set it with the intention of getting up early enough to prepare him breakfast in bed. But having that deliciously warm body pressed up against and those strong arms wrapped around you…
- A sleepy smile spreads across your face and your eyes begin to close. Until you feel a very hard, very familiar something poke your backside. And suddenly you’re no longer going with the original plan. Instead you’re opting for the new, amazing one you just thought up.
- Somehow you not only manage to untangle yourself from Hay, but you’re also able to get him to lay on his back. From there you make quick work of removing the sheets and pulling down his sleep pants. Cock springing free and standing proud.
- Positioning yourself between his toned legs, lips hovering barely a few inches above his dick. You pause a moment, making sure he’s still asleep by whispering… “Oi, Big Dork; Leafs suck.”
- Nothing. Not an angry grumble or eyes cracking open to glare at you. Nothing.
- Boldly you kitten lick his fat tip, happily lapping up that first salty bead of pre. Before popping it into your mouth, rolling your tongue around and sucking gently. Teasing at and playing with his slit until more of that bittersweet goodness explodes across your taste buds.
- Moaning softly, the vibrations cause Hayden to shift a bit. But you chose to ignore this, taking more of him in. That slight, pleasant ache in your jaw making you pant through your nose, your own arousal spiking. Cunt clenching around nothing, dripping…soaking through your panties.
- Bobbing your head up and down, you set a steady pace. Lips and hand wrapped tightly around his impressive length, adding more friction as you pump. Teeth nipping and grazing at him lightly.
- You’re so caught up that you don’t hear the low groan, but you certainly feel the big hand coming to rest on the back of your head. Those long fingers lacing through your hair, tugging.
- With his cock still nice and warm in your mouth, you not so innocently gaze up at him. Hay’s blue eyes are blown so wide, a lazy smile on his face. “Happy Birthday to me,” he chuckles, voice raspy from sleep.
- Humming, you swallow him greedily. Head brushing and hitting the back of your throat. Trying your best to not choke, fighting the urge not to gag.
- “That’s it,” he grunts. Pulling harder, hips starting to slowly buck. “Keep Going.”
- Driven by his words and that wonderful burn on your scalp, you double your efforts. Picking up speed, you match his rhythm. Baring down, letting him slide deeper with each thrust. Squeezing and playing with his heavy balls.
- First you feel his dick twitch, then his thighs begin to tremble, and…
- Growling, Hayden shot his hot cum down your throat. Curses falling from his lips while you hungrily drink every last drop.
- Releasing him with a wet sounding pop, you eagerly crawl on top of and straddle him. “Happy Birthday, Hay!” You giggle, grinning and wiggling like crazy…some of his ‘frosting’ trickling down your chin. “Today it’s all about you and-”
- A squeak escapes you as your suddenly flipped over. Back pressed against the mattress, caged in by his arms. Tip pushing at your drenched core.
- “Thanks for the gift, angel,” the birthday boy smirks, hand slowly trailing down your hip. “I’ll open it right now.” And with one quick movement, tares off your panties.
Tag List: @espinathena-17, @myheartwillgoon2022, @wifeofasith, @princessswifie, @kenobiskywalker16, @loverforoldermen
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deadghosy · 11 months ago
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💋 MATTHEO WITH A FRIEND WHO IS CUNTY 💋
Pair: platonic! Mattheo riddle x fem! Reader
Mentions: drugs mostly.
A/N: would recommend any Ayesha song while reading this to get in the mood. You can ignore the song I choose😋💕 I appreciate reblogs, comments, and such as likes.
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Most likely you two verbal argue a lot to the point mattheo wants strangle you, but the thing is you’re winning every single argument.
You bedazzle your school uniform which makes people turn their heads. Whispering how “disturbing” your uniform looks. But you honestly couldn’t give a fuck. Mattheo thinks it cool so it doesn’t matter.
You and mattheo are like thing 1 & 2. You two are double trouble. 😭
Random small insults at each other or just throwing things is soooo on the table.
“I can't help imagining how much awesomer the world would be if your dad had just pulled out.” You said while filing your nails. You couldn’t give a shit what Mattheo was ranting about since he got into another fight. Mattheo then threw his black shoe at you. “Oh you bitch!” You yelled ready to throw a glass vase at him
Theodore and Enzo had to hold you two back as mattheo was smiling crazily whilst you were cursing him out in every book. A vein popping out as you thrown the vase and it barely missed the poor riddle.
You and Mattheo smoking and rolling blunts at night are the best nights. Because all you two do is laugh at anything and make fun of people passing by the window.
What Mattheo likes about you is your quick insults and comebacks if someone tries you.
“I don't know what your problem is, but I'm guessing it's hard to pronounce.” You say shoulder checking a girl that had tried to start a fight with you. Mattheo was from afar smoking with a grin. The girl then tried to punch you from behind only for you to flip her on her damn back. You’re muggle born, so why not show what a muggle born can do.
After that Mattheo who also do things muggle ways, asked you if you can teach him. You said yes because he’s your homie.
During dinner with friends, you sipped your glass with an annoyed face stuck to your face. You didn’t want to be here since you could’ve been sleep while blasting music. Mattheo noticed this and almost bursted out laughing. But if you caught him you would’ve stomped on his foot hard with your high heel.
Slytherin parties are so poppin' with how you got the good stash of drugs and weed. You’re nicked name the “drug queen.”
I imagine you and mattheo just standing in class. You both having crossed arms looking like you just woke up pissed. You two are the iconic duo.
Usual you two just hit each other out of nowhere. Small fights, nothing too big. But someone is always there to watch it go down.
“Do you ever wonder what life would be like if you’d gotten enough oxygen at birth?” Mattheo rolled his eyes before flipping the hood of your cloak on your head. “Hey!” “Shut up bitch.” That’s when you elbowed his stomach, making him knee to the ground. Draco from afar watching that, sighed and walked away.
When you guys didn’t have to wear the uniforms. You best bet you wore 00’s clothes and juicy couture. Most girls wanted to know what fashion you were wearing and most were just hating bitches.
You walked into the common room wearing juicy couture. Mattheo looked up from his phone, annoyed at how you haven’t answered his messages. “Yo, you haven’t been answering my calls or texts bitch.” You roll your eyes sitting next to him on the couch. “Well I’m sorry that I can fashionably late.” You say with annoyance dripping from your lips. “Fuck is you wearing?” Mattheo had now noticed what you were wearing. You smile tugging at your top. “Juicy couture.” “You look like a whore.”
You blocked mattheo and never talked to him until he grew a pair and apologized. Which he did since you are his only close female friend he ever had.
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1800titz · 9 months ago
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BEWARE THE WATER | merman/siren!Harry x reader
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You’ll never forget it— the time when you suggested an outing. You were sitting around in your room with beer bottles on the off hours, you on your twin-sized mattress with your knees tucked to your chest. Skinny dipping. Like a kidhood pastime under the coat of nightfall. A fuddled proposal off your liquified tongue, spurned by the alcohol simmering your veins. You regretted it the moment it slinked from your mouth (the moment the weight of the silence lodged in the rational part of your brain, clinging through insobriety), but you doubled down. “…You’re crazy, rookie,” you remember one told you, eyes listing to the side, over the rubescent smear across the bridge of his nose. “Why not?” Curse of the North Shore, they called it. Call it. An urban legend— but the circles of their eyes shrink into the framing of white when they tell the story of men strewn across the coastline. Skins. Sapped down to the marrow, hollowed bones marred with scrapes, littered across the beach, the patch of rock shed off the cliffside. Spread all over. Eaten from the inside. A fable for grown men to chase, like a monster hiding in the coal-dark nooks under their cots. You stuck the lip of the beer bottle to your mouth and rolled your misty eyes. “Bullshit.”
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Your self-preservation scratches up, from beneath the surface of the sea’s hymn settling into your bones. Wrong. Dangerous. Go back. It carves a nick, like a scrape from under a layer of ice across the arctic pelagic, and fractures your mindless audacity. Your foolish gall. Leaves you blinking like you’re batting a haze of smoke off with your lashes, out on the rocks with your lantern swinging in your hand. 
It hits you all at once. Anxiety like storm surge. The sense of impending doom makes your throat tight when you swallow. Dry. What are you doing? Clotting up your lungs, waves slamming against the rocks you’ve trekked. The foundation under you quakes with the hairline fracture of your risk, and something tacky oozes in. Fear. Instinct. The consequence of your recklessness—
A moment too late. Moments. A moment too stupid, too uncalculated, too rash. Ill-advised, when you left the base and stepped out from behind the barricade of the dunes. You take slow, cautious steps back into the direction of the sand across the slippery eigengrau, shaking. Stupid, stupid— counting your steps, reaching for the stretch of land out of fingertip’s length.
(And really, there’s only so long you can dangle a filet out in front of an animal before it breaks and bites. Only so long you can lure something from the sea with a soft, fleshy silhouette over the surface of the water.)
The ocean is humming. Singing. Like it’s lapping in an echo of the word that shatters the calm of the reticence— “Soldier.”
Not quite a bark. No ire. But it’s louder than the water and makes your heart lurch to your throat when your head snaps over your shoulder. Your balance is threadbare, and the plummet of your stomach makes the string ripple. Your heel nearly slips across the jagged stone—
(Not rookie. Soldier. Shedding the moniker feels like molting a worn, second skin that’s started to crackle across the stretch of your appendages.)
Hindsight laughs at your irreparable, full fledged stupidity— you, ignoring every warning they handed out to you in the cup of their palm. 
(You were supposed to cradle them close, heed like the signs told you.)
Your unease is a vicious pulse across your throat, roaring in your ears, mottling the perfect tempo of the waves, when the lantern between your fingers sways to the craggy patch behind you, where you once stood. It casts ochreous light across the slippery tar-black of the stones. 
There’s a man in the water. Your lungs squeeze. Caught. Stuck. In stasis. 
Wet skin. Slippery, slick. Burnt orange catching on sinews, even with a patch of jagged stones between you, emphasizing your distance. 
You’ve never believed in fairy tales, not as a child. Not now. Never chased legends, and myths, imaginary friends and monsters under your bed. But something unspools inside of you. Unfurls in the pit of your belly. Instinctual. Like a sixth sense to save your skin. You still have a chance, a distance, muffled echo behind your skull hisses, you still—
But you’re glued onto the stone. Stagnant. Stalemating, with a chill stinging like shards across your veins, nausea lingering from the sharp bludgeon of being swung off kilter. 
A deer caught in headlights. 
(Game, staring across the plain at the looming predator.)
Fear tastes like heme and crushed ice. Your emotions are a farrago— terror, confusion, apprehension.
Dread. 
“You’re a soldier,” he asks— tells you, it feels like a statement— over the roaring sea, cadence honey smooth. Molasses heavy. A treacle across your ears that ghosts and melts across your earlobes. The scruff of your neck, where the peach fuzz bristles at attention. “Aren’t you?”
Your tongue feels stuck to the roof of your mouth. Bloated up in your mouth. From this distance, you can’t make out his face. Not the details— only the shape, and his gaze. Liquified tar. Glinting, coruscating like the peaks of the waves. 
Uncanny. Wrong. The echo of an urban legend— a mystical beast waiting to swallow you whole. 
You should run. Sprint across the rocks, let adrenaline aid in your coordination and pray for the best—
But you're stuck. Your brows notched, your ribcage rattling with your heart bursting behind it. Bounding, in place of your stubborn feet. 
“You— you’re not supposed to be out here,” you bluster. Ever the pedant (as if you are, mouthy, little hypocrite). Shoulders rigid like the stretch of nightfall limestone, chin high in your wavering merit. A soldier— a mask you wear as a cloak that can’t hide the quake in your fingers, and the burnt orange off the lantern jumps across the waves. 
It all feels pointless. Otiose— there is no warranted explanation when the unimaginable, unforeseen myth, blurs with reality and crumbles your expectations (your rationale) out from under you. 
His arms stretch across the stone. Lax. Languorous. The delineation of ease— and you can’t stop your eyes from roving across the breadth of his shoulders, the heft, the way the musculature there flexes when he moves. The way the water sticks to his skin. Glimmering obsidian roams you. Wanders. Strays. Drifts. Across every inch, every piece. Assessing. Contemplating. Absorbing.
“Aren’t you the sweetest thing?” he says, instead of answering you. 
The purr stuns you. Weaves across your logic, the congeries of your emotions— the fear— in ropework. Ties to an anchor, lugging you, luring you to drift further from the coastline, closer to him. Sediment from the ocean floor dredged under your feet when they nearly shuffle forward over the stone. 
The words sound wrong. Hungry. Like an omen— and the paradox of them, their tone, against your crumbling mettle, jars you back into survival-mode. Your head feels heavy. Clogged. Wading through a mist you can barely shake off—
“How did you get here?” you demand. Your teeth feel tight.
In the lack of immediate response, you know he’s staring at you. Inkblots roaming across your shape like the eyes of a carnivore over a meal. Incisors aching. It spills your resolve across your shoulders. A wave laps across your toes. He hums.
“Givin’ me a fuckin’ toothache, just looking at you,” he murmurs. A sawtooth dodge around your questions, the anger that bubbles off you in a broken defense mechanism— a vicious cat baring its teeth, swiping out with its little claws, backed into a corner. 
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rmadridcore · 2 months ago
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okay so, since the season is almost over now let’s revisit the most unserious, cursed, iconic, and downright insane moments of 24/25 bc if i don’t laugh, i’ll cry… again:
• fran garcia’s tits doing absolute numbers on twitter
• carlo saying fede has back problems then denying it 2 mins later
• arda & szoboszlai beefing like exes on IG
• rodrygo posting “hala madrid 🤍” like his life depended on it after arsenal rumors
• declan rice accidentally becoming a club legend bc he woke up the OG florentino
• jude & kylian both getting hacked in the same era
• kim k showing up and CURSING us
• vallejo assisting jacobo’s last minute winner
• man city’s blockbuster budget tifo leading to a double dunk by vini and kylian
• our joint schizophrenic “remontada is coming” episode
• kylian being legitimately reborn in qatar
• and my absolute fav: “the atmosphere in training sessions is one of revenge, real madrid are looking at ac milan with anger in their eyes”
add your favs as well, those i forgot to mention <3
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