#spilled.🍯

[wordssoonforgotten]

Can’t wait for you guys to see this SMAU I’m cooking

[bitterreid]

🍯 Golden, like Daylight

Eddie Munson x fem!reader, smut

Contains: grinding, teasing, piv, intimate, "good girl", Eddie is a yapper during sex i feel it in my bones

1.7 k words

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The soft honeyed sunlight creeping through the blinds was like a warm syrup drenching the room in gold. You stretched your legs, content, and blinked the ceiling into a dim focus. You felt Eddie's arm around you, his face buried in his pillow, his body sprawled out on the bed, but still remaining tethered to you.

You laid there silently, fading in and out of sleep for what felt like hours, perfectly satisfied in the moment.

When you felt Eddie rouse, you willed your eyes open again, immediately greeted by his sweet, lopsided smile next to you on your pillow. You had never guessed Eddie could have such a lax definition of personal space, but you didn't mind it all. No words were spoken, just Eddie caressing your cheek in the soft morning glow, admiring.

After a while of soft blinking and small smiles, Eddie pushed himself up on his arms, his biceps bulging deliciously, and draped himself over your body, his face coming to rest in the crook of your neck.

"Am I crushing you?" were the first (muffled) words of the morning.

"Yeah," you wrapped your arms around his torso, "I like it."

He exhaled and melted into you, brushing his nose up and down the column of your neck affectionately. "You smell nice."

"Yeah?" your smile was evident in your voice.

"Hmh, like you."

"I'd hope so."

You dozed off again, shushed to sleep to the tiny kisses Eddie peppered on your neck. When you opened your eyes again, he was peacefully asleep on top of you, his long limbs sprawled on top of yours. He looked sweet like this, innocent, though you could still faintly make out some of the hickeys you had left on his shoulder. You smiled to yourself, and secretly grew hungry for his touch in other ways besides cuddles.

The anticipation built slowly, a small flame flickering to life in your belly, the conviction that Eddie would do anything but reject your offer - on the contrary, even - making you giddy. You waited patiently for him to open his eyes again, elated when you soon saw his eyelashes flutter. 

"Hey," you smiled, broad and still sleepy.

"Hi," he replied in his scratchy, deep morning voice.

You knew you didn't need any words with Eddie, he would immediately understand. So you raked your fingers through his curls, earning a contented sigh in the process, and carefully manoeuvred his face in front of yours. You kissed him, soft and slow as per the tempo he set, but you had other plans. You licked into his mouth, gaining immediate access, and softly bit his bottom lip. 

The coy look on your face when Eddie pulled back was met by his hungry one, just as you knew him, always up for adventure. So you let your hands scratch his back, which made his shudder into you, dipping his head down to kiss your shoulder. You smiled to yourself, you knew him too well. 

When he kissed you next, it was deep, languid, but with a burning need behind it. Licking into your mouth in passionate motions he had you a panting mess in no time. His hand dropped to your hips, squeezing the soft flesh once to then glide to your inner thigh. He shifted his body up and between your legs, bringing your thigh up and around his, so his growing hard-on was now pressing against your core. The soft gasp you let out at the faint pressure earned you another lopsided grin.

"So needy, so early in the morning?" Eddie teased as if his reciprocity wasn't clearly outlined in his boxer briefs. 

You did nothing but smile at him, waiting for him to roll his hips into yours. And when he did, you were too pleased to hold back the soft mewl that spilled over your lips, matching Eddie's satisfied sigh. Pleasure sparked through you, your entire body seemingly internalising the faint sunlight that enveloped you.

Eddie's curls gleamed in the light, a golden halo framing his head, rightfully so, you thought. He pressed his forehead against yours, the drag of his dick through two layers of fabric deliciously tantalising. You had been good, but now you wanted all of him.

"Need you, Eddie, please," you gasped, winding your arms around his torso tighter. Eddie shone with delight at your begging, all too willing to grant you your wishes. Meanwhile he himself could hardly hold back from you either, rock hard and craving your body.

"Anything for my girl," he punctuated his love with a quick kiss on your forehead. His hand reached down and dipped below the hem of your panties, "do you need my mouth first, sweetheart, or-" his sentence got lost as soon as he slid his fingers through your folds and found them soaking. "All this from a little grinding, huh?" 

"All this for you, Eds," your tone was saccharine sweet, while you were pawing at his chest because you just couldn't not touch him at all times. 

Eddie's tone had been cocky, but you saw the tell-tale sign of his blushing cheeks that betrayed how bashful he still got at your compliments, at your arousal over him. His gentle nature and sweetness he laced through every touch made you unafraid to get a little whiny, because you knew he loved it. "Need you inside me, Eddie, need to feel you."

You saw the effect your words had on him, his blush creeping down his chest now, his lips red-kissed and parted, his pupils blown wide. 

Eddie's voice was hoarse with need when he cleared his throat and said "my girl always gets what she wants." 

He pulled his boxers down enough to free his aching dick, too hurried to take them off completely, and pulled your panties to the side, not wanting to waste another second. He groaned when he saw your glistening pussy in the dim, golden light, making your own cheeks heat up to match his.

"Fuck, baby," he dragged his tip through you folds, spreading the wetness all over. You moaned unabashedly when he hit your clit and gave it a few little taps, a devilish smile crossing his lips briefly before falling back into a concentrated stare at where your bodies were about to merge. 

He pushed in slowly, letting you revel in the delicious stretch his tip brought to your entrance. He carefully studied your face as he slid in further, pleasure taking over your features, mirroring his own. 

"You feel so good around me," Eddie groaned.

You couldn"t find it in yourself to respond once he bottomed out, the sensation of being so full overwhelming all of your senses. It didn't help when he started his slow pace, dragging against your walls at an agonising, yet heavenly pace.

"That feel good, baby? Yeah?" Eddie's large hand pushed your thigh higher up on his hip, pounding into you even deeper.

The only word that left your lips in this state was Eddie's name, which he didn't mind at all.

"That's right, look at you," and he did, look at you, he couldn't tear his eyes away from you, in fact. "Oh- god, fuck, you're so gorgeous, fuck-"

Eddie had a filthy mouth, you knew that, but his words never failed to make your stomach swoop. You smiled through your moans, with Eddie returning it, both fully aware of how sappy and in love you were being, and fully reveling in it. 

"Kiss me?" you managed to say through the haze in your brain.

Eddie obeyed immediately, bending forward and smashing your lips together while he continued his relentless pace. His plush lips moved against yours as if you were his last meal, though soon those efforts were abandoned due to the fact that you were both panting messes, now just whining into each other's mouths.

"Fuck, baby, I think I'm close already-" 

"That's ok Eds, me too," you buried your head in the crook of his neck, planting open mouthed kisses all over.

"Yeah? Let me help you," ever the gentleman, Eddie was determined to always make you finish first, Even in this still-sleep-drunken state, he took care of your needs first. His hand snaked between your bodies, easily finding your clit and rubbing small, controlled circles around it, just the way you liked it. 

"Ah- Eddie, oh my god-" you could feel yourself starting to fall apart at the edges.

"Yeah, that's it, good girl, are you gonna come for me?" his eyes gleamed with adoration, "Hmm, come on my dick for me, pretty girl."

His words were what pushed you over the edge, together with his deep, sloppy thrusts that hit all the right spots. You felt the coil in your gut snap, emanating deep waves of pleasure through your body as you arched into Eddie, who watched it all happen with an expression of awe on his face. 

He followed only seconds after you, the way your pussy squeezed his dick being too much for him to bear. He came with a deep, guttural moan, burying his dick deep inside your pussy and releasing his load.

He collapsed back onto you, almost the same way this had started, and once again buried his face in your neck, sighing contently as you both caught your breath. Your nails idly traced the skin on his broad shoulders, revelling in the feeling of Eddie's warm skin on yours and the daylight that now threatened to spill over your curtains. 

Once Eddie had composed himself a little bit, he slid off of you, coming to rest next to you on the bed, a satisfied smile plastered across his face.

"You're pretty in the morning," you told him, waiting for his trademark blush to once again colour his cheeks.

"You're pretty always," he retorted, pulling you closer to him and earning a giggle in response. 

You knew you should go shower, you did, but you also knew the day was young and you loved your boyfriend way too much to get up and out of his arms just yet. 

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I am but a humble fanfic writer and i beg for your feedback guys :))))))) xxxxxxx

[fawnbabie]

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after seeing this, i have firmly decided to scoop the two of you into my mouth chew on you like a nummy snack ✌️🙆‍♀️💘

( demonstration provided above by flat-kun the mouse himself 🙂‍↕️ ) AAAEEEEEEEEEEE .

say cheese ! ( ˶˘ ³˘(⋆❛ ہ ❛⋆) ᰔ

[tired-art-bitch]

He spilled 🍯🧸

[ribbonprincess]

🍯࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

note: road head (don't do that folks!) reader and Rafe refers to him as daddy,rafe is a head pusher.

You and Rafe are driving back home after a long afternoon of golfing,more like him as you were just admiring your boyfriend from the golf cart and sometimes giving him his club. He looked so hot with his white shirt and the few drops of sweat that you would occasionally see roll down the side of his face. So you do the only thing that seems right in your mind.

"Jesus,stop that- I'm driving,you're gonna make us crash!" Rafe's pushing your hand away from his crotch,making you whine as you put it back "please..wanna make you feel good rayray,I'll be quick! You just need to focus on the road,I'll be quick!"

Your boyfriend seems hesitant,looking at you before looking back at the road "okay...yeah,fine. Always need something in your mouth hm? Even while I'm driving." You're quick to undo his pants and pull the zipper down,pulling his dick out of his boxer and smiling widely before bending down to kitten lick at his tip. "thank you!" you mumble with your mouth full of him.

Rafe's eyes are stuck on the road as he tries to keep the steering wheel straight "jeez,what even got into you" one of his hands move to sit on top of your head,sighing shakily. "you just look so hot today,daddy- needed to have you." He nods to himself,pushing you down on his length "there you go...good girl" a small smirk creeps up on his face once he steals a quick glance down. Your eyes are glazed over,tears treating to spill over and ruin your mascara and he can see himself bulging into your cheek as you continue to work on him.

One of your hands cup his balls,massaging them softly making the man above you release a low growl "fuck, you're gonna get yourself in trouble princess. Behave" he says before pushing you completely down,your nose touching the small patch of nearly trimmed blonde hair "hm! Can't breathe rafey!" you whine immediately,coming back up for a quick breath.

"Hey,where are you going? back to work sweetie,cmon I'm close" you have no time to complain as he pushes you on him again,thrusting you into your mouth as best of his abilities "yeah...that's what I mean,nice and warm for me. Always taking me so well baby" your mascara Is now completely smudged all over your cheeks and under eye,making your lashes stick together uncomfortably. "help daddy out a bit baby" Rafe reminds you.

You're clenching your thighs together,moaning at the small friction you get "needy girl,sucking daddy's dick makes you horny?" he chuckles before giving you another small push "c'mon,I'll make you feel good later. Need you to focus on me"

Breathing through your nose you focus back on your work,pressing your tongue against one prominent vein that runs on the side of his dick before sucking on his tip,making him groan out loud. "fuck,yeah...'m so close sweetheart,so close" you look up at him,squeezing at his base with one hand while the other resume the work on his balls. Rafe grunts one more time before he's filling your mouth with sweet and sticky cum,making you close your eyes to enjoy the moment before pulling off him and smiling. "god...are you happy now?can't believe you just did that" He mumbles,tucking himself back in his pants with a low hiss from oversensitivity "yeah!I am,thank you rayray!" pressing your lips to his cheek you leave a sticky stain behind before settling into your seat like nothing ever happened "jeez,'m dating a freak."

[faithsmadhouse]

Woohoo! 🎉 on 1000!

Charles Leclerc fem reader and 🍯 #faefucked but with far reader?

A deal with the devil||Charles leclerc x fae trickster!fem!reader

Summary — after a few seasons of bad luck Charles makes a deal with the devil or rather a trickster who gives a championship winning car.

Word count—611

Warnings — riding Charles being slightly manipulated and taken advantage of and basically selling his soul.

A/n— thank you so much 😊 also this was so much fun to do!!!!! (I also went over the limit) also this isn’t edited so there might be some slight incorrect grammar

Follow my 1k celly with the tags faiths1kferalhours and faiths1kspicecelly and here’s the main post

Ferrari’s upgrades weren’t cutting it. The car was a tin can on wheels and wasn’t giving the results everyone wanted so, when you—half-laughing, half-glowing with moonlight—offered him a deal, he didn’t hesitate. Fae trickster or not, Charles Leclerc would do anything to win.

The moment he said the words, you knew he didn’t understand what he was asking for.

“I want a championship-winning car,” he breathed, eyes locked on yours like he could already taste the glory. “Tell me what it’ll take.”

You smiled slow, sharp. The moonlight kissed your skin like it worshipped you, curling around your magic, pulsing like a heartbeat. “That’s a steep price, mon cœur.”

“I’ll pay it.”

You stepped closer, your eyes glowing violet for just a moment. “Then let’s seal the deal.”

His brow furrowed. “With what?”

Your fingers brushed the waistband of his fireproofs. “With you.”

And before he could respond, your fingers were already unzipping his red fireproofs, tugging him back into the shadows of the motorhome, where time twisted in knots and the air smelled of magic and sex.

“You’re not human,” he groaned as you straddled him, pinning him to the plush seat like he weighed nothing. “ should i be scared.”

“You should,” you whispered against his throat, biting gently. “But you want this.”

He did. God, he did.

Your magic thrummed through your skin, buzzing where your thighs spread over his. You weren’t soft—you were sharp, teasing, dragging the tip of his cock through your folds like you were deciding whether or not he deserved it. Charles gripped your hips, desperate now.

“Don’t tease,” he gasped. “Please.”

You laughed. “Oh, you sweet mortal thing. You made a deal with a fae trickster. You will be teased.”

And yet—when you sank down onto him, tight and slick and too much—he swore he saw stars.

“You’re trembling,” you whispered. “Is it the magic? Or me?”

“Both,” he rasped, hands gripping your thighs.

“Fae rules,” you said sweetly, biting his earlobe. “Deals must be earned. Pleasure must be given.”

Charles groaned as you kept grinding, slow and cruel. “You’re torturing me.”

“Mm,” you hummed. “You’re the one who begged for the title and a winning car. Desperate men don’t get to set the pace.”

“F—fuck,” he choked. “You’re—tight—fuck—please.”

You rode him like your body was made to break him. Wet heat clenching around him, thighs flexing, back arched as you slammed down, again and again. Each movement deliberate. Each bounce of your ass dragging a raw moan from his throat.

“Look at you,” you whispered, voice like silk wrapped around a blade. “So pretty when you beg. Moaning for a monster.”

“You feel—god—you feel unreal.”

“I’m a monster Charles what did you expect,” you say smiling wickedly, fucking him harder.

Charles was wrecked. Whining. Eyes blown wide, mouth open. You leaned back, letting him watch the way his cock disappeared into you over and over, your cunt sucking him in like he belonged there because, after tonight, he would.

He spilled without warning, body arching, a gasp ripped from his chest like magic itself had seized him. You whispered ancient words over his skin as you milked him dry, your cunt fluttering around his pulsing length.

The moment the spell sealed, the air shimmered.

“It’s done,” you whispered, glowing in the low light, your body still pulsing with power. “Your car will be a championship contender and You’ll win it all.”

He was panting, eyes still dazed. “And you?”

You leaned in, lips brushing his. “You’re mine now, champion.”

“Mind. Body and soul.”

[sugawhaaa]

Now that I am not an anon anymore I have to share a Leeknow headcannon I have.

I think that (especially husband Lee Know) does those little sexy dances he does on you.

Whether you are just chilling on the couch and he just gives you a little lap dance or you guys are cooking something. Istg that man will do those moves and wiggle his eyebrows and wink at you while he does it.

There’s a reason the others said he has the most rizz (also I kinda hate the word rizz but idc rn)

Love ya💗🫶🏼

LEE KNOW ONE-SHOT

🍯•[your favorite]•🍯

Warnings//genre:: mentions knives (cooking) smut, lap dance (?) Oral (f rec) creampie, kitchen sex, praise and degradation

Pairing:: dom!husband!minho x sub!wife!reader

A/N:: HEHE okay so I've thought of this prompt before for minho (and other members) but I never committed to it bc it is such a hard prompt to write for in my opinion but since it was a request I had to. but I love stepping out of my comfort zone!! tbh best part of reqs is when I lowkey doubt if I can even finish writing the fic

Skz masterlist:: 🍯

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As much as Minho tries to act like he's all cool and stern he is a little manwhore for attention, especially attention from his lovely wife. You'll be anywhere and he's glancing up at you 24/7 and anytime he gets the chance to brush his shoe or arm up against you, he'll take it.

Currently you're in the kitchen, cutting up some vegetables for dinner as the pan sizzles beside you. Minho comes up behind you, pressing his body up against yours, and wraps his hands around your waist. "Smells good baby," He cooes in your ear, resting his chin on your shoulder. "What is it?"

"You'll have to wait and see," You smirk and he rolls his eyes with a little huff. "That's what you always tell me," You shrug as Minho rolls off of you, leaning back against the counter next to you. You notice his staring gaze as you stay laser focused on mincing the vegetables to perfection.

"You're so hot when you're focused," He tilts his head as he continues to stare at you, eyes never wavering. "The way your eyes stay fixated, the slight furrow of your brows, the way your lips look so relaxed and natural," He rubs his thigh up against you as you try to focus. "C'mon baby, look at me," Minho raises his knee higher, brushing up against your inner thigh and you jump, the flow of your hands interrupted. You turn to look at him and there it is, the mischevious little grin.

"Minho," You say in a warning tone, like Minho was getting into something he wasn't supposed to.

"Mmm, yes?" He smiles, as if he was innocent.

"I'm trying to cook dinner," You sigh and he fake pouts before smirking.

"And I'm trying to get you all riled up, is it working?" He chuckles and you huff. He in fact was turning you on, way too much. You good feel the stir in your stomach, the excitement bubbling up and threatening to spill over and make you do something you'll regret. "Come on~ Dinner can wait," He takes your hand, plucking your fingers off the knife, before setting the knife down.

"You're so..." You try to come up with some kind of insult but the way he looks at you, that little grin and eyes full of promise and lust, you just can't resist. "Fine," You huff and turn off the stove and you watch as the smile spreads across his face.

"Yay!" He cheers before taking your hand, pulling you over to the dining table. He pulls out a chair. "Sit, sit," He encourages with that little grin and you know what you're in for.

"What do you have in mind?" You sit down and look up at him.

"Your favorite," He smirks and you look a little confused. What did he mean by your favorite? That could be a lot of things really. Suddenly the room filled with some of your favorite songs Minho plays during intimate hours and you thought that's what he meant by your favorite, but he started dancing. Not some kind of jig, a slow sensual dance that highlighted all of his best physical features. You found your eyes drawn to his hips. The way he moves them in a slow yet powerful thrust showcases his practice with such movement.

"Minho," You say under your breath, utterly inticed by his hypnotic and erotic dance.

"Shh, baby," he approaches you on your little throne, putting a hand to the head of the chair and the other to your lips. "Just watch, your eyes tell me everything," He trails his hands down to your thighs before grabbing your knees and parting your legs. You jump at the sudden urgency in his actions compared to his slow sensual dance. He makes quick work of your pants and panties. The music still rings in the back ground as his lips approach your aching core. He lifts your legs up onto his shoulders, making you slip down the chair a little.

Minho grins at your little gasp before bury his head between your legs, taking one long lick up your folds. A soft moan escapes your lips at the relief of his mouth on your throbbing pussy, but Minho doesn't keep it relaxing for long. He follows the pace of the music, as it gets more intense so does his methods, slurping and sucking on your folds.

"Minho!" You jump as his nose presses up against your clit as his tongue pokes in and out of your slit as far as it can. You grab a fistful of his hair as your head falls back, your chest heaving more and more with each moan. Minho brings his hands up to spread your folds a little more, pulling at the skin before sticking his tongue in deeper. You let out a little squeal as you feel his tongue rubbing up against your g-spot and his nose puts pressure against your clit. Your legs tremble with the intensity of your orgasm as the song comes to a perfect end.

Minho licks up your mess before pulling himself up to his feet, standing over you. As the next song begins he practically sits on top of you, grinding his bulge against your dripping cunt, soaking his pants in your wetness. You feel the throb of his cock, begging to be released.

"Do you want my cock baby?" He teases and you nod with a whimper.

"Yes, please," You look up at him as he grinds his hips against yours, following the music once again.

"You're gonna have to beg a little more than that angel," He chuckles and you whine at the torture of his cock being right there but not inside you.

"Please minho," You plead, tugging at his shirt like a kitten. He tilts his head as he looks down at you, seeming amused by your pleading tugs. "I-I need your cock, minho~" You whine, a little louder this time and he smirks, clearly loving this dynamic. You bring your hands down to his black jeans, kneading at the fabric separating the two of you.

"You're so cute when you beg," He chuckles before stepping back. He takes off his shirt in the slowest way possible, teasing you as every inch of fabric reveals more and more of his toned body. He then unbuckles his belt, sliding it out of the hoops before tossing it aside. His jeans then follow suit, left discarded to the side. "Get up darling," He takes your hand and pulls you up before bending you over the table. He runs a hand over the curve of your ass before leaning down, his cock pressing up against your thigh. "You're gonna take everything I'm gonna give you, right?"

"Yes," You whine softly making him chuckle lowly.

"Good girl," He pats your ass, not hard, but just as a form of praise. He rubs the head of his cock against your folds a few times before finally easing inside you. He nestles his cock nice and deep, resting there for a while as you moan softly. He begins to slowly move in and out of you, once again following the pace of the music, but each thrust is deep and hard, making the table jiggle. As you rest against the table your eyes roll back, your lip tucked between your teeth.

"Just like that," You moan, "It feels so good," Your voice is higher pitched than usual, showing your desperation and pleasure.

"Yeah? You like that?" He smirks, his voice taunting. "When I fuck deep," He punctuates his words with a deep thrust, your body jumping up the table.

"Fuck!" You bury your face into your arm. "Yes, please don't stop!" You cry out as his hips move faster. The thing about Minho's thrusts is that he doesn't just go fast and hard, he has a method to how he thrusts, almost like rolling his hips, so his cock rubs up against all the right places. You feel your legs begin to tremble again, shaking beneath you.

"You close baby?" He teases, whispering in your ear, "But we just started baby," He chuckles, his hand slithers around to your clit. "It's alright, I'll have plenty of time to tease you later tonight," He growls in your ear as he rubs your clit harder and faster. "c'mon baby, let it out," He encourages in a low voice as your head begins to spin. You feel the crash of your orgasm as you let out long and high pitched moans. "Good girl," He praises before letting out a groan, emptying inside you. "fuck, yes, take it baby," He buries himself inside you, riding out the waves of pleasure with you.

After catching your breath he pulls himself up and gently slips out of you. "There, how you feeling now?" He smiles as he watches you get up, your head spinning.

"Above the fucking clouds," you chuckle and he laughs at you.

"So what were you cooking?" He says as he walks over the counter, still naked, making you chuckle to yourself.

"I was going to surprise you with your favorite meal for dinner," you smile as you sit down on the chair. Minho puts on a little apron to cover himself before washing his hands and continuing to cook dinner for you.

"Gosh, well I guess I spoiled the surprise,"

[goldfades]

🍯 “you can take it” with luke hughes pls

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 | lh⁴³

♡ ─ word count | 388 (he finishes fast 🤗)

♡ ─ warnings | NSFW under the cut, read at ur own discretion! oral (m. receiving), hair pulling, praise

♡ ─ ev's notes | okay fair warning i may reuse this title just cus i love carnival EVEN THO IM A SWIFTIE. he ate that lil one thing... just that one little thing. GO GO GO GO GO HEAD SO GOOD SHE A HONOR ROLL SHE RIDE THE DICK LIKE A CARNIVAL GO GO GO GO

Your lips wrap around the head of his cock while looking up at Luke through your thick lashes. Luke's mouth hung open as he watched you take his cock into your mouth, his stomach twisting in pleasure. He let out a soft groan as his head fell back, his hands gripping your head. "Shit,"

Your jaw was slack as you took him into your throat, your eyes beginning to water at the impact. You slowly began bobbing your head up and down, taking what you could of his cock.

Luke kept his gaze on you as he let out little sounds every now and then, leading you by your head. Luke began pushing your head further down, causing you to gag around his cock. "Fuck, baby. You can do it, you can take it."

You didn't wanna disappoint him, you tried your best to take his entire cock into your throat as Luke pushed you further. As his tip hit the back of your throat, Luke let out a groan as he pulled on your hair. You began adjusting to his size, shutting your eyes momentarily before looking up at Luke's fucked out expression as you began bobbing your head up and down him.

"Fuck, baby. That's it, pretty girl." He praised as he shut his eyes, focusing on the pleasure your mouth brought. "Good fucking girl."

He made a makeshift ponytail out of your hair, having complete control of your head. He guided your mouth up and down his cock, his cock and your chin covered in your spit and his pre-cum. His breathing became heavier as you kept your pace the way he liked it, all while trying to maintain eye contact with him. He had to shut his eyes because he knew if he kept watching you take his cock so good, he'd cum. He wanted to last as long as he could but he could only take so much.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." He groaned as he felt his cock twitch in your throat, he was close. "Gonna cum, baby."

A few more thrusts into your mouth and he was spilling his cum into down your throat, all you could do was swallow it. His grip on your hair loosened as he pulled you off his cock, leaning down to give you a sloppy kiss.

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[tweetybaird]

Hey! I noticed you needed some inspo, so here’s a request!

JJ Maybank x female reader (smut!)

Take this wherever you’d like, but the reader is lounging somewhere reading her book when JJ makes his own plans. He loves her nipples, and plays/sucks/fucks them while she’s reading <3

🍯Nectar 🍯

a/n: omg yes. i am the biggest advocate for mamas boy jj and i just KNOW that after a bad day he’d come home and go straight to you to suck em. UGH anon i love you

none of my works are proofread!!

cw: boob play? idk what the proper term is, titty fuckin!, bsf! jj, i think that’s it

nobody remembered when it happened exactly, but it was part of the normal now for the pogues. jj would inevitably have at least one breakdown a week, and you were always there, waiting with open arms (and bra.)

nobody really remembers, but maybe it started two summers ago?

~~~

the rumble of jj’s bike filled the otherwise quiet atmosphere, popping the bubble of peace and yet rebuilding another. you lounged in the hammock, one leg hanging off to keep it rocking, as you reread your favorite book for the nth time. your eyes stayed on the page in front of you as your best friend stomped over. finally, his heavy foot steps came to a stop, right beside the hammock.

you took your time to finish the sentence you were reading, before calmly raising your head to look at jj. “hey, honey,” you softly mumbled, spotting the tears on his cheeks and immediately changing the reading tone you’d originally brought forward. “rough day?” the blonde just dropped his head, shaking it silently. “wanna..,” he mumbled, his voice so quiet the rest of the sentence was unintelligible.

“what, j? i can’t hear you sweet boy.” he grumbled, frustrated hands tugging on his hair. “i can’t say,” he said, voice just slightly louder, “it’s embarrassin’.” you were quick to scold him for this. “jackson james maybank, i have known you my whole life. we used to take baths together as kids and we’ve been each others first everything. nothing you say could ever be embarrassing, not with me.”

after taking a deep breath to compose himself, the blonde spoke up. “can i like, lay with you?” appalled by the question you immediately cut him off, “jj we cuddle all the time wha-“ but he wasn’t having it. “not like that,” he spoke up, “i meant like, i wanna, ugh.” his head dropped once more, frustration running in his veins, “can i just show you?”

your eyebrow raised with suspicion, but you nodded. jj slowly laid himself on top of you, snuggling close in the hammock. “i wanna,” he mumbled once more. jj rested his head on the left side of your chest, as his left hand slowly moved up your shirt. you were confused, but laid still nonetheless, letting him explain himself.

eventually jj’s hand snuck its way into your bra, cupping your chest gently. a soft sigh spilled from his lips when he felt the warmth. “wanna do this,” he whispered, “but, but with my mouth.” it took a moment for you to respond, processing his words. “you wanna suck on my chest?” relief visibly flowed through the boy when you understood, his head nodding quickly.

“um, okay,” you mumbled, hesitance evident in your shaky voice. if jj could tell you were nervous he didn’t comment on it, simply sitting up enough that he could lift your shirt past your chest. something dawned on you, your hands covering his, “wait!” jj’s head snapped up, worry coating his features. “j, honey, we’re still outside,” you spoke softly, not wanting to worry the boy in his vulnerable state.

jj whined, wanting nothing to do with the idea of removing himself from you right now to go inside. “i can go under your shirt?” his whiny tone had you giving in immediately, just like he knew it would. you’d do anything for him. so you nodded, and jj excitedly pulled your shirt back down before sliding under it.

~~~

today, you and jj are resting on the couch outside the chateau, your shirt and bra long since removed. jj snuggled closer under the plush blanket, tongue swirling around your nipple before he latched on, sucking softly. his left hand held your other boob, the fingers on his right squeezing your hip every few seconds.

john b walked out of his home, eyes searching before they locked onto yours. the brunette came closer, crouching down beside the couch when he reached you. “he under here?” john b’s voice was quiet as he grabbed the blanket, you nodding in response. slowly, he pulled the blanket down just enough for jj’s head to be revealed. “hey bubba,” john b whispered, “i’m gonna go get supper, you wanna ride along?”

jj hated that idea actually. despised it. he was half asleep and you’d just gotten to the good part in the book you were reading aloud. so in response, jj simply closed his eyes, continuing to suckle. john b sighed at the silent denial, shaking his head with a chuckle before covering you with the blanket once more. “okay, i’ll be back.”

the brunette walked out as cleo and sarah were walking in, both giving you a smile and chirpy “hey!” as they went. eventually, when jj fell asleep, you removed him from yourself, knowing you’d have to show face at home before your parents reported you missing. giving the pogues a hug and a kiss each, you left, leaving a very angry jj behind.

which brought you to now. to be fair, you should’ve told the boy what your plans were instead of just leaving him, but you didn’t think it would warrant such a response. your plush comforter was warm beneath you, your hands shaking in their position above your head.

the only sounds filling the room were jj’s grunts and the slick sound of his dick sliding between your tits. his hands kept your tits pressed together, the only restriction keeping your hands pinned being his threat to ‘spank your ass raw’ if you moved them. “jay,” you whined, desperate to feel some stimulation after him abusing your chest.

“shut up,” jj’s gruff voice huffed, his breath hitching at the end. he was close, whines slipping through his lips solidifying the fact. you stuck your tongue out to help, his tip pressing against it with every thrust. “oh fuck!” the blonde cried out, release spilling across your chest and lips.

after taking a moment to catch your breath your hands finally moved, coming down to rest on jj’s thighs. “feel better, honey?” he just laughed, breathless, before collapsing next to you. “love you so much,” he mumbled, sleep soon taking over.

[wordssoonforgotten]

Me saving things to my silly little Pinterest boards

[merakiui]

MERA!!! A THOUGHT FORMED IN MY HEAD AND I THOUGHT J MUST SHARE IT WITH YOU!!! >_< Imagine a Fem Jade and her twin brother Floyd bickering and fighting over the reader! They would have their sibling rivalry in an underhanded manner, and you would just sit there sandwiched in between them, looking so innocent and confused. Oh how they love that of you. Looking so cute and sweet like that, how they both want to just gobble you up and squish you with their maws! To break you down as they have their own fantasies of trying to build you up and devour you whole >0< But both are pretty possessive, and so they want to try and win your affections. I can't help but think of Fem Jade cus she's so pretty, and the thought of the twins fighting over you is just so juicy and tantalizing!!! I hope you do well with this idea Mera hehehe

Also! It's been awhile!!! Hope you've been doing well♡♡♡

Honey anon 🍯

omg, hi, it's me again. But i just can't stop thinking about Fem Jade!!! I also had another thought, imagine like admist their time trying to fight for your affection one day Floyd walks into the kitchen at Monsteo Lounge and there you are laid out against the counter top throwing your head back as your arching yourself Into Jades touch while she slowly savors the taste of you. Oh no, it seems that Floyd wasn't fast enough to make his move T-T you're just there covering your mouth trying to stifle moans, not even noticing Floyd walking in on this sight. Jade definitely knows what she's doing, and she can only give him a cocky look. No need tk worry though, Floyd will surely be able to have his luck with you!!!

Honey Anon />○<\

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AAA HONEY ANON!!! This is so yummy scrumptious omg,,,

Thinking about fem!Jade who can just tell you’re attracted to her brother. She sees the way you look at him, how much you fluster whenever he hangs off of you or teases you in that syrupy tone of his, and you’re not very skilled at concealing these feelings. Even just hearing Floyd’s name is enough to have you perking up. She’ll tease you ruthlessly and use your crush on Floyd as a means of getting intimate with you. She’s willing to practice kissing and everything else with you to improve your technique. That way you won’t look silly when you try to flirt with Floyd.

She’s so !!!!! She knows exactly what she wants and how to get it. Always teasing and embarrassing you in front of Floyd. “Accidentally” spilling a drink on you just to make your shirt see-through and watch Floyd squirm and try to play the role of gentleman by lending you his jacket, all while she takes in the sight of you like the pervert she is. >_< she bullies you out of love. <3

And then there’s Floyd,,, it’s impossible to have any alone time with you because Jade’s annoying self is always keen on interrupting. >:( when he has you alone in his room and the two of you are about to watch a movie, in walks Jade with an armful of terrarium supplies. “Oh, don’t let me disturb you,” she’ll say, all sweet and coy, and seat herself at the desk, making no intention to leave. T_T

She’s just always cockblocking him. Showing up to basketball club practices to hang out with you when you were there for Floyd in the first place. And you, bless Shrimpy’s soul, always entertain her. Maybe you’re just too nice or you love the attention she lavishes you with. Floyd knows his sister isn’t stupid. A lot of what she does is curated for you: the way she does her makeup, the way she looks at you, how her sharp fingertips dance along your shoulder, etc. He hates to think about it, but it looks like she’s charming you when he sees the effect she has on you.

He’s trying so hard to be patient and gentle, to let this unfold at a natural pace. It’s not like he has the courage to confess completely. Maybe you just let Jade mess with you because she’s a girl. :/ he wonders if he was a girl if you’d be more willing to drop anything and everything to do stuff with him. The rivalry really starts up that day he stumbles upon you and her in the lounge, and Jade’s making Floyd’s Shrimpy cry out so sweetly. He’s just about ready to tackle her to the ground when she looks over at him, licking her lips clean of you, and smiles. They’re both too possessive right now to even think about sharing you, and if this is how Jade’s willing to play then Floyd can be just as dirty and unfair.

[heartbeats-exe]

📂 corrupted archives: fic index

📇 completed works

☁️ i thought if i kept you close, i could keep you ➤ Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng | modern roommates AU | mutual pining, domestic porn, grumpy & sunshine | [50k] “they cook. they fight. they love. just not out loud.”

🩹"All the Ways I Tried Not to Love You" ➤ James Potter/Sirius Black | Marauders angst | spiralling, yearning, disaster bi | [20k] “unrequited love. except it isn’t.”

🍬 two ships that pass (in the night) ➤ Percy Jackson/Peter Parker | one-shot | crossover | strangers, warmth, poverty, hope | [5k] “a candy bar, a freezing night, a boy with a hug like the sun.”

ᝰ🖋️ works in progress

📜 SVSSS

🩸 stick a needle in your hungry eye for me ➤ Shen Jiu/Tianlang-Jun | brothel AU | trauma, seduction, devotion | unreliable narrator sj, obsessed tlj | [target: 100k] torn open, dressed pretty, and worshipped like a god—he lets him stay.

🎭 The Shixiong Who Made Me Maliciously Enamoured ➤ Shen Yuan/Shen Jiu | romantic comedy | scum villain reform project | emotional repression vs shixiong delusion | [10k+, ongoing] he’s here to annoy the future scum villain into reforming—with mentorship, sword drills, and absolutely not a crush. it’s professional. really.

📜 MDZS

🕊️ till the end of the war, and then // 直到战争结束, 然后 ➤ Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng | post-campaign | grief, war scars, hard love | [60k, target: 200k] the swords are down, but they’re still bleeding.

🌸 i bloom just for you ➤ Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng | post-siege canon divergence | omega!JC, alpha!WWX, seduction, touch-starved desperation | [18k] Wei Wuxian's leaving for the Burial Mounds again. so Jiang Cheng—feral, jealous, grieving—decides to make him stay. not with a fight. with a whimper. a kiss. a moan. a cunt.

💔 you’re all i’ve ever known to want ➤ Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng | modern AU | exes to almost again | jealousy, grief, emotional repression | [target: 80k] five years, one broken relationship, and too many hands touching what used to be his.

🥀 in another life, you stayed ➤ Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng | canon divergence | grief, time fuckery, slow healing, falling back in love | [target: 85k] he wakes in a world where he never died—but someone else got to keep him.

companion fics: 🪷 in another life, i would tell you / what i kept inside when i held you ➤ Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng | falling in love at lotus pier fic | snapshots of first love and old memories | [15k] night hunts, almost-kisses, and a silence full of everything they never said. 👶🏻 in another life, you still would've turned my head ➤ Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng | crack | time travel shenanigans, established chengxian, magical lotus baby | [40k] he’s happy for once and raising a child with his Shixiong. it’s... fine.

🧚🏻‍♀️ i did nothing wrong except fall in love with a pocket-sized fairy :( ➤ Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng | fairy AU | sacred offerings, magical bonding, mistaken courtship | [5k] he thought it was just innocent teasing. what do you mean we're now bonded for life ??!??!!?!

🍯 honey, loaded ➤ Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng (+Lan Wangji) | mafia AU | ex sex worker JC, undercover WWX, mob boss LWJ | obsession, revenge, manipulation | [target: 100k] he’s pretty, dangerous, and already spoken for—Wei Wuxian wants him anyway.

🪷 he left, and i was the one who withered ➤ Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng | hanahaki AU | pining, lotus petals, twin prides grief | [target: 40k] he's still coughing up petals, and Wei Wuxian still isn’t looking.

🕯️ inevitable, but not you ➤ Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng | time travel fix-it | fate rewritten, slowly | canon wwx time travels to cloud recesses | [target: 75k] maybe this story was never about Lan Wangji at all.

🫧 it all spills out, reckless and honest ➤ Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng | role reversal AU | caretaker WWX, firecracker JC | [10k] Wei Wuxian heals. Jiang Cheng burns. they both want to be held.

🔪 shidi withdrawal is a medical condition !!! ➤ Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng | cloud recesses arc crack | clingy WWX, feral longing | [target: 25k] he’s not pining. he’s plotting. there’s a difference.

📜 Harry Potter

🕷 crush me like a rumour ➤ Bellatrix Black/James Potter | Marauders AU | pureblood society, forbidden romance | [5k] it was a dare. he still kissed her back.

🫀 in the spaces between heartbeats ➤ Regulus Black/Harry Potter | time travel AU | slytherin Harry, grief, slow hunger, horcrux hunting, slow burn | [target: 50k] he’s in 1977, sorted wrong, wanting someone he shouldn’t. all while needing to find and destroy the horcruxes.

📜 Miraculous Ladybug

🎮 help! i’ve been reincarnated into a dating sim and everyone wants me ➤ Luka Couffaine/Adrien Agreste | Adrien-centric | Otome game AU | SVSSS inspired | dating sim hell | [10k] Adrien died and woke up inside a dating sim. he wants out. the game wants him.

📜 Vanitas no Carte

💘 lying side by side ➤ Noé Archiviste/Vanitas | Mr & Mrs Smith AU | rival spy agencies, failed domesticity, aching love | [target: 80k] married, still in love, and both pretending not to notice the lies—until the mission says otherwise.

[theh0lylyre]

Short and Sweet! 🍯

(nero x reader, oral (nero is receiving), honey/food play)

something less freakier than that hair gel fic i wrote… but still freaky. first time writing for nero :) also nero uses sweet surrender here- THE PERFECT ONE 🫶

You have always been fascinated by Nero's prosthetic arm. It was a sleek, state-of-the-art piece of technology, capable of movements so precise and fluid it was often hard to believe it wasn't real. The gleaming metal, etched with delicate lines of circuitry, ended in a hand that could curl into a fist or extend a finger with the same ease as anyone else's. But it was the way he moved it, the way it responded to his thoughts and commands, that truly captivated you.

Tonight, though, you had something else on your mind. As you lay in the dimly lit bedroom, you reached out with a mischievous smile and playfully tapped the side of his boxers with the jar of honey you brought. Nero’s eyes widened with surprise and intrigue as he felt the warm, sticky substance spill out onto his bare skin. You have been hinting at trying something new for weeks, but he never quite expected this. He watched as the golden liquid coated his shaft, glistening in the soft glow of the bedside lamp.

Your eyes sparkled with excitement as you leaned over him, the jar of honey still in your hand. "Ready for a taste?" You whispered, your voice thick with desire. You didn't wait for a response before you lowered your mouth, your soft lips parting to reveal your teeth coated with the sweet substance. The tip of his cock met your tongue, and you licked him clean, savoring the taste of the honey mixed with his natural musk. The sensation was unlike anything he had felt before, the stickiness of the honey contrasting with the wet warmth of your mouth.

Nero's breath hitched as you took him in deeper, your tongue swirling around the head of his cock, coating it thoroughly. The sweetness of the honey melded with his own saltiness, creating an intoxicating blend of flavors that had him groaning with pleasure. He watched as your cheeks hollowed out with the effort, your eyes never leaving his as you pleasured him. The sight was almost too much to handle, but he forced himself to stay still, enjoying the sensation of your mouth moving up and down his length.

His hand found its way to your hair, gently guiding you, but it was the subtle movement of his prosthetic arm that surprised him. Without conscious thought, it reached out to caress your cheek, the metal fingers feeling almost alive as they traced the line of your jaw. Your eyes widened at the contact, and you looked up at him, a question in your gaze. He nodded, silently urging you on. You took the cue, and your hand joined his, the metal and flesh moving in unison to cup your face as you continued to suck him off.

The sensation was indescribable, a symphony of pleasure that had him arching off the bed. The way your tongue moved in concert with the soft suction of your lips was already driving him wild, but the added touch of his robotic hand was a new kind of eroticism. It was as if he had two lovers at once, both in perfect sync, working together to bring him to the brink of ecstasy.

You felt a thrill of power as you took Nero's cock deeper into your mouth, your cheek pressed against the cold steel of his hand. You could feel the vibrations from the motor in his arm as it moved, the subtle hum adding to the intensity of the moment. Your other hand reached down to play with his balls, rolling them gently in your fingers as you increased the speed of your movements.

Nero’s grip on your hair tightened, his breath coming in ragged gasps as you worked him over. He could feel his orgasm building, a tight coil in his gut that grew tauter with each stroke of your tongue. The honey was a sticky mess, but it only added to the sensation, making his skin slick and sensitive to your touch. He watched as the golden strands clung to your cheeks and chin.

The room was filled with the sound of wet suckling and the faint whir of his arm's motor. His heart pounded in his chest, echoing the rhythm of your mouth on his cock. He could feel his balls tightening, and knew he wouldn't last much longer. He reached down with his good hand to play with your nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger as he watched you take him deeper still.

Your eyes watered a bit as you took him to the back of your throat, but you never faltered. The sight of you, your mouth stretched wide around him, your eyes brimming with arousal, was almost too much to bear. He could feel the tension in your body, the way your shoulders tensed and your neck muscles worked as you tried to swallow him whole. The honey made your movements slower, more deliberate, and every inch you took was a victory.

The hand of his prosthetic arm grew more insistent, the metal digits tracing patterns on your skin that sent shivers down your spine. It was cold and unyielding, but it was his touch, and you found it incredibly erotic.

You felt Nero's body tense beneath you, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts. You knew he was close, and you redoubled your efforts, your tongue flicking over the sensitive spot just beneath the head of his cock. The hand of his prosthetic arm had moved to grip the back of your neck, guiding your movements with a gentle but firm pressure that sent waves of excitement coursing through you.

With one final, deep suck, you felt him release, the warmth of his cum filling your mouth as he let out a low, guttural groan. You swallowed eagerly, the taste of honey and salt mingling on your tongue as you milked every last drop from him. His grip on your hair relaxed, and you sat back, smiling up at him with a mouthful of sticky honey and satisfaction.

Nero’s eyes were glazed over with pleasure, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. He reached out with his human hand to wipe a strand of hair from your face, the metal digits of his other hand still resting on your neck. "Fuck, y/n," he managed to murmur, his voice hoarse with passion.

You giggled, the sound muffled by the honey that still clung to your lips and chin. You leaned back, licking your fingers clean one by one, your eyes never leaving his. "You liked that?" You teased, a playful smirk curling you mouth.

Nero nodded, still trying to compose himself. "More than I can say," he replied, his voice still thick with desire. "Your mouth... it's... fucking amazing."

You felt a warmth spread through you at the compliment. You knew you have always been good at giving head, but the addition of the honey and the involvement of Nero's robotic arm has taken it to another level. It was as if you both have unlocked a new dimension in intimacy, and you were eager to explore it further. You sat up, straddling him, and leaned down to kiss him deeply, sharing the taste of your combined pleasure.

[kurosstuff]

🍯Soon enough you'll be at 1k followerssss

I had the idea of a lute x female reader where they use a strap for the first time (reader receiving or both receiving). I think it could go well with prompt 7! Sooo, that's my request :)

(She does not get enough love 😭)

Thank you dearie~♡ I'm happy ypu all enjoy my works~♡♡

Also ironically almost all my lute asks are quite similar- all great minds think alike i suppose ~?

Warning(s): straps(referred to as dick), filthy smut, established relationship, mate talk(?)

gonna jump right into this one~

Lute x f!reader

"No"

Is what you again said grumbling ignoring how your girlfriend- your mate grumbled behind you with a deep sigh "but- come on. It'll be fun I swear I'll be gentle-" lute grumbled out watching you closely

That- made you stop turning to face her "lute baby I love you all of you but.. your not gentle baby~ yoy always bruise me leaving me sore after we.. but add a strap to it? I won't be able to walk even more-!" Making her smirk snickering

"That a bad thing dove~?"

"Lute" you huffed, glaring over at her. "No, that's final," you grumbled out, hearing her yet again grumbling, annoyed, moving to lay on the couch slumping with that familiar frown on her face

Rolling your eyes, you turned back to making dinner, letting your mind wander. Now, curious. What would it feel like? Would she be rough or in an odd mood. Gentle? You hummed flushed sighing as your mind went south. How her lips feel against your skin. How she knows how to ruffle your feathers(litterally) with a deep sigh you turned to her silently

"Fine, we can try it"

At that? She jumped up eagerly, going to you spilling out jumbled words making you sigh dodging her hug

"No. Eat first it's dinner time I didn't make your favorite dinner just for it to get cold qnd wasted." Headed to the table, Lute following closely wings fluttering in approval kissing your neck

"Then after I'll rock your world~"

Stopping, you scrunched your nose. "You've.. been around Adam too much again, " snickering at her flushed embarrassed face, barley dodging her wing, attempting to hit you "HEY-" giggling at her reaction

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Not a second after you set the fork down after the final bite did Lute eagerly lifted you up ignoring your whines of the dirty table "I'll clean it later. Wanna have my fun now" she huffed out carrying you into your shared room pushing you onto the bed kissing you deeply swallowing your questions before whining when she felt you push her away. Looking ag you almost annoyed "what?"

"Shouldn't you- like I don't know.. grab the strap?" You huffed flushed, looking at her smirk as she reluctantly got off you, glancing at you with that knowing look. Huffing you quickly stripped knowing that's what she wanted waiting for her- seeing her biting your lip you moaned at the sight "fuck baby-" you stopped at the sight of the strap

"What~? Like what you see?" Moving onto the bed opening your legs wide for her snickering at your awestruck expression

"will it fit?" You stuttered out making her hum rubbing your waist slowly rubbing the tip on your entrance in thought collecting your slick

"It'll fit. I'll go slow ok?" She whsipered out softly. Kissing you gently- Slowly pushing into you, stopping halfway before pushing fully in waiting for you to give the go ahead

"o- ok, you can move~" you gasped out softly, humming softly she slowly moved, holding your hands linking them together before smirking, kissing you deeply, moving to bite marking your neck up pounding roughly into you "wait~ lute- sl-slow down~" you sobbed out whining loudly begging for her tearfully flushed

"Oh stop fucking whining~ you can take this dick can't you? Come on~ say. It" she growled, pounding into you roughly hands pinning yours to the bed, roughly kissing your bruised lips, making you moan crying out for her begging for her. The familiar sense of possessiveness in lute struck her. Made her more smug(if that was even possible) "Go on my mate say it or.. I'll stop~"

Smirking leaning back rutting into you rougher relishing in your whines- your cries the moans you let our begging for her. Huffing watching you closely kissing your tears away as your whines grew louder "-please~ lute~! Too- too much~" moaning out loudly against her

At that, you sobbed, shaking your head, moaning "I- I can take it! I swear!" You whined out rocking your hips up to match hers the best you could wings fluttering at the heated stare she gave you- smirking pounding faster in you she clicked her tounge

"Thats my good girl~" she purred out, marking your neck up, leaving bites so everyone knew yet again. Your hers. Her mate. Her lover. Just like she was yours. She couldn't help the possessiveness despite how everyone already knew from how you both wore the others' feathers, marking you as the others mate

Huffing, she hummed, leaning back, holding your waist tightly pounding harder fucking you into your shared bed "maybe you- you should fuck me everywhere in this house~?" You choked out moaning making her hum snickering letting her hands wander acrossed your body-

"You'd like that huh~? Being fucked? Claimed by me? Your mate in every inch here? Remembering how good I made you feel?" She growled out her wings puffed up smug at being such a good partner. Such a good mate for you. "Maybe I'll fuck you in your office? While you're on call?" She hummed in thought, leaning close, nipping at your neck groaning, panting heavily in your ear

"Please~?" You smirked, knowing you're playing a very dangerous game. Yet. You don't mind it. Not one bit. "Claim me~ make me yours again and again until everyone knows for sure who has my body and soul~." Making her hum smirking

"What about your heart ~?"

Making you gasp at the sudden lack of movement "you-! You have it! Who else would~? g-gonna-!" Making her hum begining her relentless pace yet again smirking seeing you cum around her strap- she hummed her pace never stopping not nor truly upset until you couldn't speak. Couldn't

"Who indeed~?" Snarling as she took you - taking you in your guys bed how many rounds did she drag from you? You weren't sure but she didn't stop until the only thing you could say? Was her name. Smirking kissing you roughly swallowing your broken moans

Sobbing out, you clawed at her arms. Body sore from the many marks and the attention she gave you "lute- lute please? Im- I'm gonna please? Hurts~" you sobbed out making

"One more. One more time and I'll let you rest ok?" She cooed out panting her own legs shaking from the little to no break from her fucking into you. Making you release over and over "so good for me~ doing so good for me~"

Nodding you pulled her impossibly closer to you kissing jer deeply before Cumming in a silent scream arching your back slumping on the bed completely spent. Feeling her finally stop pulling away cleaning you up gently

"That's my good mate~ god I love you~ you did wonderful~" laying next to you pulling you close to her chest "Rest later I'll fuck you in the kitchen~" causing you to sigh breathlessly nuzzling into her chest

[valy-gc]

Professor Roselin Hearthcourt Cardemil

Fae Name: Ro’zelïn Hâär’th’korr’t Kaarda’melyä /ˈʁo.ʕzə.ʕlɪn ˌhaːʁθ.ʕkoʁt ˌkaːr.ʕdɑˈme.ʕljʕɑ/ Meaning: “Blooming Rose Spirit of the Noble Court, Heir to the Crimson Honey.”

• Role: Alchemy & Potionmaking • Resonance: Queen of Hearts • Legacy Arte: Heartflask — Bottles chaotic emotions into tangible potions that either heal or harm, depending on the bottled emotion. • Age: 264 (~26) • Race: Honey Dragon Fae • Birthday: July 11 (Blade) • Height: 160 cm • Hobby: Cooking (DON’T LET HIM!!) • Likes: Obedience, sugar-syruped tea • Dislikes: Spilled liquids, white flowers • Homeland: Myrcadawn • Personality: Dramatic and passionate with sugar-sweet speech masking a deadly strictness and a very short temper when things don’t go his way. Roselin is a meticulous perfectionist in the lab. His precision is almost frightening. The moment you enter his classroom, you’ll be corrected if your vial tilts even one degree off-balance. “That, darling, was 0.4 milliliters over the recipe. Do you want your lungs to collapse or just your dignity?” He thrives here — because the rules are set. The variables are known. It’s a controlled environment where drama can be presented, but never permitted to interfere with outcomes. And this… is exactly why he’s abysmal at cooking. He approaches cooking with flair instead of logic. He throws in ingredients based on whim or how they sound together, not chemistry, what he could never do in potion. He sweetens everything. Everything. His food looks horrible — sometime it could almost look alive — and tastes like emotional damage. “I caramelized the onions in cherry nectar and a reduction of moonlit dew. No, it’s not vinegar. Why are you crying?” Even worse: Roselin suffers from a rare selective ageusia — he has lost all ability to taste flavors except sweetness. This condition is tied to his Honey Dragon Fae physiology, as his race is very sensitive to sweetness and love it, but usually can taste other flavors. His condition is so rare that nobody ever known any other fae having it, though it’s rare as well for humans, it’s well known by them, as it happens a little more often. So he adds sugar to everything. Salads. Stews. Roast beef. You name it. He genuinely has no idea how horrifying his cooking is. Believes complaints about taste are people being “dramatic” or “anti-romantic.” Views his condition as an “aesthetic refinement of the palate” rather than a disability. • Gift: Rose-shaped vial of perfume or red candied hearts

🍯 Honey Dragon Fae Biology

✨ Honey-Slime Hair

Texture: Viscous, semi-liquid honey-like substance. Always warm to the touch. Not sticky, but clings like silk.

Behavior: Moves and flows gently with their emotions. Can drip slowly when deeply relaxed or emotionally overwhelmed.

Harvesting:

Can be collected in very small quantities (e.g., a fingertip’s worth), but doing so tickles or overstimulates the Honey Dragon Fae — it's semi-sensory.

Regenerates over time, but excess harvesting causes fatigue or mild weakness.

Tastes sweet but with a magical complexity — like nectar infused with emotion.

Magic Effect: Acts as a mild elixir of healing and clarity when consumed — calming mental fog, boosting focus, healing some afflictions or easing headaches.

❝Drip from the soul, not the comb.❞ — Honey Dragon proverb

💛 Tail Gem – Golden Heartnode

A biomagical organ, not just decoration. It condenses excess magical sugar-energy and emotions.

Softly glows, pulse linked to emotional or magical states.

Naturally warm and soothing to the touch.

🩹 Healing Effect (when passed gently over a wound):

Leaves behind a thin trickle of enchanted honey, like a golden balm.

Has topical healing properties:

Speeds up clotting

Reduces pain and swelling

Has mild emotional stabilizing effect (calming panic, anger, etc.)

Caution: If overused, may cause euphoria or short-term stickiness.

🍬 If Eaten (a drop, or if he let you lick it — rare!):

Temporary Buff:

Restores a small amount of magical stamina

Boosts emotional perception

Induces a sugar rush of inspiration

Can be used as a potion base or rare ingredient (but he’d probably swat your hand with a ladle if you tried without asking).

Forbidden Use: Distilling the gem’s contents into high-grade magical syrup can fuel Legacy Artes or alchemical rituals. However, doing so weakens the Honey Dragon Fae until they recover.

🎭 Cultural Significance

Hair and gem secretion are seen as deeply intimate — harvesting it, sharing it, or using it in a ritual is symbolic of deep trust.

Honey Dragon Fae give a drop of tail-gem honey to someone they want to protect, court, or mentor.

The gem is called the “Heartnode”, representing their emotional anchor.

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♡ ─ warnings | NSFW under the cut, p in v, praise, exhibition kind of?

♡ ─ ev's notes | thank you fia for requesting this, oml. adam will never fail to make me GO ABSOLUTELY FERALLLLLLLLLL.

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