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Closer

Lilibeth Boone x Male! Reader

Warning! This content contains: Slight blood mentions, creampie, and trapping the reader close during his orgasm. Minors do not interact with my content!

The two were tireless. Her hands moved from his shoulders to grasp his cheeks, leaving the crescents her nails had begun digging into his back behind. Her forehead pressed against his own. Lilibeth’s breath mingled with his. The sweetness of the brew they’d drank was tangible with every puff.

Perhaps it added to how close he felt.

The kisses were plentiful as each breath of air drew them closer. Oddly sharp canines scraped against his lip and tongue. The small nicks and metallic taste of blood mixed with the underlying sweetness.

The witch’s hips raise from the bed to meet his. Her lashes fluttered from the feeling of his cock pistoning into her needy folds. It got a low coo of approval before it petered off into a moan that was swallowed up by more greedy kisses. All of it was further drowned out by the slapping of skin and lewd, wet sounds.

Her hands scrambled to do something. They snaked back down his shoulders again, trailing over tender skin, before smoothing up and down his arms. There was a brief pause once he’d sunken into the hilt. Icy eyes admire him in a cock drunk daze. This close? He can see the hints of green in her stare and the red flush that contrasts with her pale skin.

She squeezed his arm as a blissful sigh puffed passed her kiss swollen lips. “That’sh good.” Lilibeth slurred contently.

“Yeah?” The way his eyes crinkled with his smile drew her in until those slow, deep rocks started up once more.

The witch’s eyes glaze over, moaning a choked reply, all before it’s back to fucking as deep as possible. As close as one can be. It doesn’t take a genius to notice how his hips stutter, to see the way his brow furrows.

His mouth opens in a half choked moan of ‘where?’ She snuffed those ideas by quickly locking her legs around his waist, pulling him in to the hilt again. The shock and pleasure on his face were enough for her to let her head fall back against the pillows, enjoying the sensation of everything he’d built up being dumped in a hot, sticky load.

“Hey.” The southern drawl is enough to get his eyes to focus on her again. How her hands petted at him. She let out a shaky breath as the efforts of their love making oozed out of her to stain the sheets. “I love ya, Darlin’.”

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Dirty Honey

Lilibeth Boone x Male! Reader

Warning! This content contains: Edging, slight degradation, spitting/drooling into the reader’s mouth, stocking play, foot jobs, cum eating, praise, and Mommy vibes. Minors do not interact with my content!

She leaned down to be more level with where he laid. Icy blue eyes crinkled with her smile. It was a flash of sharp teeth behind the lipstick he was so fond of. “You likin’ this?” Her head tipped causing her bangs to freely follow the motion without her hat.

Sweat dotted her brow as the delicious bounces she paced them with continued. Hot, gummy walls squeezed his length. Lilibeth felt her eyes flutter and sighed at the feeling of his member hitting just. Right. “Yeah.” The hitch in his voice earned another smile. Sharp, sadistic, and pleased. “You feel so good.” His confession had her lean in to steal a kiss.

It only added to the plentiful smudges already.

It swallowed up his whine when the witch lifted herself off of him. It wasn’t the first time that night that Lilibeth had built up his high only to tear him down. He looked more handsome every time. She cupped his cheeks, kissing along his cheekbones. “Aw.” Her tone was sickly sweet. “I know, Sweetheart. Ya just want it so bad.”

Her nails dragged lightly against his skin. “I suppose,” The witch drawled. “I can finally let you cum. If you’re good for me.” She added, melting as she watched the man under her fall apart.

“I’ll be good.” The desperate nod that followed along with a kiss to her wrist earned him a pleased sigh. “I’ll do anything.” Lilibeth preened at the babbled promise.

“Open wide. Say ‘ah’.”

There was a hint of hesitance on his part as she leaned down. The witch gathered drool on her tongue, letting the saliva drip into his mouth. The kiss that followed was messy, hot, and only added to the spit that made a mess of him. “Hahhh.” She cooed, riding that high. “I knew I chose right with you~.”

Her warmth left him as she stood. Lilibeth was on full display. Curves and all with her hair framing her face. Her bangs clung to her forehead before she swept them back as she looked down at him. She was nearly bare aside from the stockings he’d torn and the panties that were pulled to the side.

She’d been making him pay dearly for the hole he’d made in her favorite pair.

The feeling of her stocking was different. The pressure of her foot was uneven as it slid along his cock, trapping it between his lower half and her teasing foot job. He got a cackle at his groan. “Does that feel good?” The witch drawled, spreading her stocking clad toes over the drooling tip of his length. “Does it feel as good as my pussy? You poor thing.”

It didn’t, but the edging throughout the night would leave anyone wanting. That, the act, and Lilibeth’s foul words leaving her mouth as thick as dirty honey further fueled him.

Her breath hitched with his, watching as his spunk splattered over his belly.

She sank down once more. There was no rest as her tongue swiped a hot, wet stripe along his skin. “Hahhh.” The sigh bubbled passed her lips as she swallowed. “You’re a treat, Darlin’.”

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I’m Your Number One

Lilibeth Boone x Male! Reader

This contains: Praise kink, mommy dom vibes, lipstick marking, edging (if you squint), begging, and cum eating.

The sigh was close and warm against his ear. A small sound of approval as she worked his length. Lipstick was smudged against his skin already and smudged even further in a dark patch as she kissed his cheek once more. “Mmm.” The hum started low before she spoke. “Y’know? I think I’m lucky-“ Lilibeth began, as she continued with those steady motions.

It was just enough to keep him on that edge yet not enough to let him finish. Her eyes crinkled with her smile as she watched his hips stutter, taking note of how his hand clutched the cushion tight. She smiled wider at his desperate and dumb ‘Wha-?’. The shakiness of it let him catch a glimpse of those oddly sharp canines.

“Mhmm~.” The affirmation was sickeningly sweet. One might dare say that it was sadistic as her pace slowed.

The witch cooed at the whine that bubbled up his throat. “I’m lucky that you’re handsome all over.” She drawled low. “Especially since I get t’ see you be so cute.” Lilibeth caught his face with her free hand, pushing her thumb into his cheek. The way she rubbed in her black lipstick was just cruel enough to heighten the quickened pace her hand set.

“And yer extra cute when ya cum for me. C’mon.” The way her thumb teased over the drooling tip of his cock was mean. She delighted in each way his face contorted when she’d stop and take her time. Lilibeth’s big lashes fluttered as she admired him and the pre she smeared so messily along his length.

“Please.” Her brows raised at the plea that left his lips with a coy ‘hm?’ coming from hers.

“I wanna-“ She hung on that stutter. “I wanna cum.” Her head tipped. “Please.” He finished as prompted.

Her laugh was a bark as she complied. The witch’s pace was fast. Her forehead pressed against his own, the fingers lightly dug against his cheeks was enough to keep him close. “You can.” The encouragement was almost teasing. “Because you know that I love rewarding my good boy. You deserve it. Go on. You can cum an’ make a mess.”

Her words were strung together in a breathy whisper as she leaned against him. Warm curves were pressed against his frame. “C’mon, Baby.” She nearly sounded as desperate as he was. “You can cum for me. You can be cute just for me.”

She watched his hips stutter as he finally got that release. Her lips mashed against his in a passionate kiss. Sticky ropes coated her hand and the wooden floorboards below. The witch watched how the splooge dribbled from her fingers.

“Thank you.” He breathed a sigh of relief, leaning back against the plush cushions.

“O’ course, Sweetheart. I’m your number one.” There was a glimpse of her tongue catching some of the mess along her hand as she slurred. “And don’t you forget it.”