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Picnics, Pegging, and Plots - Rafayel x Reader

Rating: Explicit

Wordcount: 1k

CW: No MC pronouns used , No Y/N used, Pegging, Strap-ons, Bottom Rafayel, Mermaid! Rafayel

Link to A03 for easier reading: here

Preview: A merman, a strap-on, and an empty beach.

“Cutie! My, my! I wasn’t expecting this.” Rafayel exclaimed, holding up a large, purple, silicone, strapless dildo as you were busy setting up the tent on the beach near your garden plot and Wave Jr.

Your eyes widened. You didn’t pack that! How did that get in there?

“Is it time to start your seafood feast, my fierce little predator?” Rafayel asked with sparkling eyes as you let out a little noise of flustered embarrassment.

“And in front of Wave Jr no less! How scandalous.” Rafayel teased as you huffed, knowing he was trying to goad you into taking action.

“Dinner and setting up the tent first. Then maybe we can play if you’re a good boy.” You said as his eyes darkened while he hummed, tossing the dildo into the air before catching it and putting it back in the basket. He walked over to the tent, eyeing the pegs you were currently hammering and nudging one with his foot.

“This one needs a thorough pegging, try longer, harder strokes.” Rafayel said as you let out a breathy laugh, shaking your head. Maybe you had slipped it in on accident in your hurrying to pack, eager for the opportunity, or maybe Rafayel wanted to play. Either way, you couldn’t complain now, not when Rafayel was looking so carefree and happy.

When the tent was finally up to your standards and liking, you sent Rafayel into the ocean to catch some dinner. You had made sure to get this private beach plot for a reason, curious if his siren song would be helpful for growing.

He beached himself, long tail stretching out behind him with no OTTO in sight, tossing some large crabs to you that had teeth marks on the shells. You boiled them in a pot you had over the campfire, adding in some vegetables and seasonings. The two of you enjoyed your dinner, Rafayel refusing to change back as you admired the swell of his ass… or what would be his ass in human form. The shimmering scales captivated you and Rafayel caught you staring when he took your plate from you and put it to the side. The fluke of his tail came up as he rested his cheek in the palm of his hand and gave you a soft look.

“So we can play now, yeah?” He asked with a boyish tilt of his head and you nodded before frowning.

“Are you not changing back? I don’t see how we can like this… unless you want it in your slit?” You asked, trying to figure out how it would work. But that would probably be painful, right? You did not know a lot about marine or Lemurian biology, but when you coaxed his twin cocks out in this form, the slit seemed rather shallow. You supposed you could do just the tip and have fun.

Rafayel’s scoff and affronted noise drew you from your thoughts as he mildly glared at you.

“Puh-lease! I can do what I want with my body. You don’t think I am powerful enough to control my transformation? That’s guppy stuff.” Rafayel said and you sucked in a breath as his scales disappeared to reveal the round globes of his ass, the rest of his tail still intact. A dream fantasy come true, hentai eat your heart out.

You kissed him in eager excitement, running to retrieve a towel, lube you had packed in your bag, and of course, the star of tonight’s performance, the strapon.

You lay the towel down in front of him to help keep the sand off of him, looking around before shucking your clothes, Rafayel grabbing your ankles. You looked down at him questioningly and he grinned, urging you to sit down on the towel first and pulling your legs over his shoulders.

“Before you enjoy your seafood feast, let me have a sweet treat first.” Rafayel said before he devoured you. You squirmed in his hold, watching as his tail swayed to and fro, cutting through the water like a shark while he brought you higher and higher to pleasure. Soon you were holding back a scream, not wanting it to echo in the cove as your orgasm overtook you. You panted, kissing his forehead and standing on shaky legs with the dildo in hand.

“My turn.” You said, sliding one end into you as you straddled his ass and grabbed the lube. You admired how the faux phallus looked against the gradient of his shimmering scales to his pale, plump flesh, giving a few experimental thrusts, causing him to wiggle in patiently. You pushed down between his shoulder blades to steady yourself with one hand as your other slick hand parted his cheeks and slipped a finger in, causing him to moan, his tail splashing behind you and sending a light spray up your back, cooling your heated flesh. You quickly worked him open with another finger and a third until he was whining and rutting into the sand. You lay over his back, biting at him and sucking bruises into his back and neck, blowing on his ear and causing him to shudder as you slipped in the slick strapon into his greedy hole.

He moaned loudly as you pumped into him, covering his back as he lay prone and helpless beneath you, simply taking and rutting into the sandy blanket for relief. You tweaked his nipples as the strapon grinded against you, pressure building in you again.

But first, you needed to make your merman cum.

You pounded into him with reckless abandon, inhaling his scent as you pressed hot, wet kisses to his back before biting his neck and he bucked forward, cumming with a strangled cry as his tail thrashed and his Evol skittered from his fingertips across the sand, leaving tiny bits of molten glass to be claimed by the sea. Your thrusts became erratic until you too were cumming with a cry, Wave Jr. glowing.

Best picnic ever.

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Wanna Have You Near Me - Hawks x Reader

Rating: Explicit

Wordcount: 2.5 K

Tags: Female Reader, No Y/N used, Pegging, Strap-ons, Bottom Hawks, Fluff and Smut, Post Canon, HPSC President Hawks, Teacher Reader, Praise Kink, 69,

Link to A03 for easier reading: here

Preview: Hawks found a box under your bed and is very interested in exploring it.

You... were.... everything.... are... everything.

Hawks... Keigo... never thought he could have this after the wars, when everything was said and done. He was lucky to have his life and to be able to try and make a change again, no matter how painful the loss of his quirk was. You are a bright, shining light in his life, helping chase the endless ache away.

You are inspiration. You are warmth. You are steadfast bravery, the calm in the storm, and most importantly, you are kindness.

Keigo met you for the first time when you had gone to his first town hall he held as HPSC President to ask for needs and ideas from the community. You had created a proposal for better and safer schools that catered to students of all needs from volatile quirks to heteromorphs to the quirkless. You ended your speech with a final note of how everyone deserves a safe and quality education where they are not shunned or discriminated against, and he felt a bit of hope for the first time in a long time and was completely intrigued by you.

He came to find out as the two of you grew closer while working on the proposal, that you were a teacher, one that had been terrified not for her life during the war, but how your students would be affected. Students whose futures you wanted to protect just like him. Even now you worked tirelessly to make sure your students not only learned, but also that they became their best selves and felt safe enough to trust you with their deepest problems. It was draining but rewarding, and he had to wonder, who took care of you?

So he took it upon himself when he could, to visit you during lunch or after school with a meal, an ear for listening, a shoulder to cry on, and you rewarded him with something he's never had, a home.

Sure, he's only been living with you for a month in your quaint little abode that was conveniently half way between the office and your school. He couldn't believe he could wake up to soft kisses and birds chirping outside, the world at peace, as you lightly sang and watered your plants.

Your quirk, Nightingale, and the nickname you let him call you, allowed you to draw out potential through song. It worked to help your flowers bloom, your students on a bad day... and even helped him restart the beginnings of a quirk awakening. His wings were small, no bigger than a cardinal's but they were his, and they were a comfort when the days were too long.

They were precious, yes, but you were even more precious.

And when he found the box hidden under your bed, he knew how he wanted to show his appreciation.

ˋˏ-༻❁༺-ˎˊ

You let out a sigh of relief as you unlocked the door to your house and smelled your favorite foods cooking. You had hoped that he would be here after the long day you had but understood he was always heavily needed at the HPSC. You tried not to let him drown in paperwork and he did the same for you, the two of you dragging each other to the couch for much needed cuddles and relaxation.

You entered the kitchen as he was carefully plating the food that smelled mouthwatering delicious and smiled. You loved tasting all the food he made on his culinary journey, especially since you weren’t the best in the kitchen and were often too tired to cook for yourself or even see the point of it.

“I’m home.” You softly announced stepping into his arms and finally relaxing as he held you close to his chest, burying his nose in your hair and squeezing you tight.

“Welcome home.” He murmured and you nuzzled a bit into his chest, indulging yourself for a moment before pulling back.

“This looks and smells amazing. Just what I need.” You said as the two of you carried your plates over to the dining room table, moving in close to one another.

“Rough day?” Hawks asked, always wavering between his two names.

In your more tender and intimate moments, he preferred Keigo and you felt honored you could see him so vulnerable, after all he has done for you and Japan. That you could take care of him, the way he takes care of you. You never thought your speech would lead you here, but you were glad it did.

You hummed before letting out a tiny moan and wiggle in your seat as you took your first bite.

“Fuck. I could blow you right now for this.” You muttered to yourself in pleasure as you dug in, Hawks laughing.

“Perhaps later, there’s something I’d like to try anyway. But first, I want to know more about your day.” Hawks said, leaning his cheek on the palm of his hand with an endearing smile, wrapping his ankle around yours.

You were curious but nodded, you had a request to make of him anyway.

“I want to hear about your day as well and this idea of yours but for now… if I give you the list of streets that could use more patrols, can you…” You trailed off as his eyes sharpened and he nodded.

“Of course. Your students are having trouble again?” Hawks asked and you nodded, stomach tight with concern.

“It’s not just to and from school. It’s around their homes now. People testing what they can and can’t get away with under the reforms. It was hard enough with so few schools being able to reopen after the wars and functioning at overcapacity and the housing situations aren’t the best with all of the rebuilding… I just want my kids to be kids, you know? Not have to worry about things like that.” You said and Hawks kissed your temple.

You played so many different roles for your students. You just wanted to make all of your lives a little easier and to bring back the joy, whimsy, and humor they once had, instead of just survival.

“Thank you for telling me. I am happy you won’t let this sort of thing be overlooked. I will create new routes encompassing them right away and arrange for a press conference reiterating how we all must work together to rebuild and what consequences there may be for those intent on ruining that.” Hawks said and you smiled, turning and kissing him, filled with love.

“You are making a bright future for us all. Tell me of your day.” You said and he gave you a quick peck in return.

“So aren’t you, you’re the one shaping young minds. My day wasn’t bad, a bit of the usual. Mera kicked me out of the office early so I thought we could do something special tonight. Something fun that might distract you?” Hawks said as the two of you finished and brought your dishes to the sink, Hawks rubbing your hips and looking at you earnestly.

You brought your arms around his neck and kissed his chin.

“That sounds so nice, actually. What did you have in mind?” You asked and he fidgeted for a moment, his tiny wings stretching out, the tips just barely peeking past his back.

“I… found your box under your bed. I was wondering if you could peg me?” Hawks said, golden eyes glittering. You blinked. You weren’t expecting that. It’s not as if you made your toy box a secret and you certainly wouldn’t say no, but..

“I would love to, but why?” You asked, stroking his scarred cheek. You knew he had a deep desire to please and wanted to make sure he wasn’t doing this because he thought he needed to.

He exhaled softly, kissing your hand and holding it before pressing his forehead to yours.

“I know what you are thinking. I do want to do something nice and fun for you as stress relief, but I think I will really enjoy the intimacy, and letting you take care of me too.” He said and you kissed him, holding him close.

“Alright.” You said in a breathless, excited voice, your heart full with how much you adored this man.

He grinned and the two of you traded kisses as you walked back to the bedroom, discarding your clothes along the way.

You sat naked in his lap, grinding your swollen and wet clit against his toned thigh and moaning at the friction as he placed hot kisses on your neck.

“How do you want to start, My Love?” You asked, carding your fingers through his hair and lightly scratching his scalp as he sighed in contentment.

“However you think. I just have two requests. One, I want to see your face at all times and two I get to put my mouth on you.” Hawks said and you smiled, peppering kisses all over his face.

You knew how he felt about his back. The scars. The trauma he still carries from those fights. How long he went without his wings. He had only just started letting you put a special cream on his back and sing while activating your quirk just recently. There was still so much he kept to himself, too used to shouldering everything on his own, and you treasured how little by little he was opening himself up to you.

As for the second request, well, he certainly could use his mouth for more than just smooth talking.

You stood, ignoring how you throbbed with excitement, your pussy already clenching and your thighs sticky, grabbing your box of toys from underneath the bed. You pulled out your strapless purple vibrating strapon and a custom purple lace panty with a reinforced hole to help make the strapon more secure, as well as a bottle of lubricant, putting them on the bed and crawling over to kiss Hawks, gently pushing him down. He went down easily, giving you a soft smile when you put your softest pillow behind his shoulder to cushion his small winglets and another under his lower back. You kissed him, simply enjoying being in his embrace as all your cares melted away temporarily. This you could do here and now and bring each other pleasure and satisfaction.

“I know you want to see my face, but I also promised you a blowjob for dinner. Two birds, one stone?” You said wiggling your eyebrows as he snorted.

“How about no stones, but mind blowing orgasms, my beloved Nightingale?” Hawks said and you grinned, feeling a pleasant tingle and warmth at the endearment before swinging your legs over his head and facing his cock.

You pressed a kiss to the leaking head, stroking it gently as he moaned and panted against your pussy. You swallowed his cockhead, giving a muffled moan as he spread you, flicking his tongue against your clit before delving into your hole, applying the perfect amount of pressure and letting out happy little sounds, the vibrations making you tremble as you tried your best to bob up and down on his cock. You sucked hard, deepthroating him as you ground your pussy against his mouth and fumbled for the lube, drizzling some on your fingers. You pulled off of his cock, panting and moaning as you swiveled against his tongue, pressing a slicked finger at his rim.

“Okay?” You whispered in a hoarse voice as he nodded against your cunt, his groans turning even more excited and enthused.

“Only if you come for me first. Come on Sweetheart, I’ve got you. That’s a good girl.” Hawks… no… Keigo encouraged, one hand grabbing your hip to guide you faster on his face as he slipped in two fingers and crooked them, causing you to whine and moan, dizzy with the pleasure and praise. You rode him desperately as his tongue and fingers worked you until you were coming with a loud cry, writhing against him. He gently worked you through it as the waves of pleasure crashed over you until you lifted off of him and he withdrew his fingers, pressing a kiss to your clit. You turned around to see his satisfied smile and beautiful golden eyes, wiping his shining lips before kissing him and sliding down his body, scattering kisses.

“You’re so good, Keigo. My Keigo. Beautiful boy. My hero.” You praised as he squirmed a bit. You reached his cock once more, sucking it in and looking up at Keigo as you slid a finger gently into him. He showed no indication of discomfort, but you knew he wouldn’t, too used to pain.

Still, you took your time stretching him, only adding other fingers when you were sure he could take it, sucking on his cock to distract him until you found that spot deep inside of him that had him crying out in surprise, gasping. It had taken you so long to encourage him to be loud and vocal and here you were rewarded with a beautiful sight and sounds as he moaned, grinding down against your fingers when you added a third.

“I’m… wait, wait, wait.” He said frantically and you immediately, but gently pulled off and out. He panted and gave you a lopsided grin.

“Sorry, I just want to come with you in me. I want to have you even more near me.” Keigo said and you smiled in understanding, kissing his inner thigh before grabbing the strapless strapon. You moaned, inserting one end into yourself and clenching around it before sliding on the panties to keep it more snug against you, feeding the other end that was to go into your lover through the hole. You stroked lubricant down the shaft as Keigo watched and you smiled when you could hear his wings rustling.

You guided it to his hole, looking into his eyes as they softened and he nodded. You pressed in slowly until your hips were against the backs of his thighs. You pressed his legs up a bit so you could lean over him and kiss him, withdrawing slightly to press back in, watching his cock leak against his stomach. His mouth opened in a moan as he clung to you and you groaned.

“Fuck. You’re incredible. Can’t believe I get to have you.” You whispered to him, the strapon rubbing against your clit with the thrusts as your pussy clenched down on the end inside you.

“Hey, those are my lines.” Keigo teased, eyes shimmering as he held you close, his cock trapped between the two of you as you thrust in and out of him, angling your hips to hit his spot. You kissed him in reply, hoping he could feel the love as you stroked him and cupped his face. He gave a low warble looking at you with wide eyes before suddenly clinging to you, his cock jerking in your hand and spurting down your wrist. You kissed his cheek hard as you felt your own orgasm take you from the friction, trembling in his hold before collapsing on his chest as he stroked your back.

The two of you lay there, relishing in each other’s warmth and hold before you moved slightly to pull the strapon out and discard your panties.

“New idea. Bubble bath and then we cuddle and finish watching that show?” Keigo whispered tenderly and you smiled.

You could face anything with the best stress relief and hero by your side.

Together, you would ensure a brighter tomorrow.

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Maid For You - Rafayel x Reader

Rating: Explicit

Wordcount: 3K

CW: Gender Neutral MC pronouns used but AFAB terms for genitalia , No Y/N used, Pegging, Strap-ons, Bottom Rafayel, Gentle FemDom Reader, Oral, Submissive Rafayel, Bratty Rafayel, Rafayel in a Maid Outfit, Use of Master teasingly for reader

Link to A03 for easier reading: here

Preview:

You and Rafayel play a game of Kitty Cards. The catch? Loser wears the maid lingerie you saw. Who is the real loser and winner here?

You stopped and stared at the display in the window in front of you which was so unlike you that Rafayel stopped as well, swinging your hand and turned to look and see what captured your attention.

The two of you had decided to do some window shopping in downtown Linkon before your dinner reservations and well… looks like you might be doing a bit more than just browsing.

"You would look cute in that, My Favorite Bodyguard." Rafayel said with a smirk.

You raised your eyebrow and crossed your arms.

"Who says I would be the one wearing that?" You said with an answering smirk and Rafayel pouted, pushing you towards the cafe where you often played Kitty Cards.

As you entered, an idea formed in your mind. The image of Rafayel in the strappy maid themed lingerie wouldn't leave you and you were nothing if not determined. As you were seated at a playing table, Rafayel shooing away the cats beginning to congregate around him, you smiled and leaned over the table conspiratorially. He matched your energy and leaned closer, his eyes burning with curiosity not unlike his Evol.

"How about we make this card game more interesting?" You ventured, hand over the deck.

"Oh? I didn't take you as much of a gambler. Then again you always seem to take the most risks when we fight Wanderers." Rafayel said with a put upon sigh and you lightly kicked his shin under the table.

He also flirted with danger and loved to win so he had no room to talk.

"It's not really gambling if I know I am going to win now is it?" You teased with a huge smirk and bat of your eyes.

"And just what do you think you will win? You already have my heart. Is it my money you're after? My studio? Full custody of Reddie?" Rafayel dramatically declared and you rolled your eyes fondly, squeezing his hand for reassurance.

"Nothing quite so dramatic. When I win, I want you to wear the maid costume for a day. Of course, if you don't think you can handle it, Xavier made an excellent bunny butler, so I am sure he won't mind the maid uniform." You drawled with an innocent smile.

It might have been a dirty trick, but you really, really wanted to see him in that outfit and this was the only way you could think of going about it.

"Careful now, you're playing with fire." Rafayel said, his fiery Evol dancing between his fingers on his free hand.

"I accept your terms, but when I win, then you will be my pretty maid. There's plenty for you to dust at the studio." Rafayel murmured, his eyes molten and you hoped with everything you had that you won this game.

"Are you disappointed, Your Highness?" Rafayel teased as you opened your door to see him in a … traditional maid uniform. An old Japanese one to be exact with a long hemline that ended just above his ankles.

Well this wasn’t very scintillating. No wonder he wanted to make the trek personally to your apartment. No one would think the great artist Rafayel would be caught dead in something so boring. Although looking at him now, you mused that he must have worn a bucket hat and sunglasses to disguise himself as he adjusted his bangs in your hallway mirror and fixed the frilly headband.

“I thought you … nevermind, come in.” You said, pulling him fully inside. You didn’t need any of your neighbors to see him like this, especially Xavier.

“Aw, were you hoping for something else? Am I not enough for you? Are you ashamed of me? Or perhaps you don’t want to scare that Xavier guy you’ve mentioned before off. Didn’t you mention that he lives here too?” Rafayel pouted and whined with a dramatic gasp.

You rolled your eyes, used to his dramatics.

“No, I’m just eager for you to start cleaning. Today is laundry and chore day for me. I could use an extra hand.” You said, glad the ratty old t-shirt you stole from Caleb all those years ago went nearly down to your knees.

You were down to your last pair of clean underwear and you didn’t want Rafayel to see them and tease you.

“I am at your service, Your Highness.” Rafayel said with a low, sweeping bow and a wink.

“If you don’t mind dusting then. It saves me from having to keep moving a chair.” You said, pointing to your blinds and high ceiling as you tossed him a large feather duster.

“Well this is a boring roleplay. Putting me to work after I scandalized poor Thomas with my order and delivery.” Rafayel muttered and you raised an eyebrow, going to grab some more cleaning supplies before thinking better of it and sitting on the couch.

He was supposed to be your maid for the day, after all.

“You picked the boring outfit.” You muttered under your breath as you lifted the tea you made just before he came to your lips.

“Oh? Who says it's boring? I thought you enjoyed unwrapping me.” Rafayel said mischievously, coming to kneel in front of you and sweep under your couch.

You tilted your head wondering what game he was playing at as you regarded him. You did enjoy when he was all tied up. Was he going to purposefully tangle himself in something for your attention?

Rafayel smirked and stood, lifting up his skirt to reveal… oh.

You squirmed slightly as a heat rushed through you. Underneath, he was wearing the maid lingerie you had seen in the window last night.

On his toned thigh was a black and white ruffled garter with a cute bow, the plain white stockings ending at his knees with tiny bows that had been hidden beneath the long skit. Above the garter was a ruffled and frilled short black dress with a tiny maid’s apron over it.

The top of the skimpy black maid dress was hidden beneath the longer, more proper one, and you could only hope that his thick chest was filling it out like you had envisioned last night.

You reached out a hand to pull him closer, only for a bit of your lukewarm tea to spill on your lap. He chuckled, dropping the skirt and plucking the mug out of your hand, placing it on the coffee table and kneeling back down in between your spread legs.

“Let me clean up this mess like a good little maid should.” Rafayel teased, pulling the hem of your shirt up above your waist.

You sucked in a breath and before you could protest, he was sucking, biting and kissing your damp thighs, his tongue lapping up the remnants of the tea. You whimpered, feeling yourself growing wetter as you throbbed, watching him tend to you.

“Ah, it seems like there’s a bit of a mess here too.” Rafayel purred, finger running up your damp underwear. You mewled and he shushed you.

“Shh… I’ll take care of you, Master.” He murmured and you became molten.

It was a title he used only when he was feeling particularly subservient and needy, wanting you to dominate and reassure him. As he would cryptically say that you already owned his heart and thus himself, and Lemurians were always loyal.

You spread your legs further and lifted yourself slightly, letting him pull your underwear off, folding it neatly and putting them on the coffee table behind him. He placed your thighs over his shoulders and dived in.

You let out a loud keen as he licked and sucked at you, applying the perfect pressure with his clever tongue. Far more quickly than you would have liked, you felt a wave of pleasure crash through you as you hit your peak, cumming on his wriggling tongue as you writhed. You slid your hand from the couch where you had been gripping it tightly, the other buried in his lavender hair. You stroked it as he lapped at you a few more times before laying his head against your lap, eyes hazy.

“Did that please you, Master?” Rafayel asked in a rough voice. You gave a soft, pleased hum and nodded.

“You’ve been a good boy. Why don’t you show me what’s underneath and you can pick a reward.” You cooed as the tips of Rafayel’s ears turned red.

He stood, pulling off the long uniform in a fluid motion to reveal the skimpy black maid’s dress underneath. You admired how his chest filled out the sweetheart neckline, the thin straps straining against his muscular pecs. His cock lifted the white apron slightly as it bulged beneath and you wanted nothing more than to tease him.

“Well, Master? Is this a better, less boring uniform?” Rafayel asked and you nodded, wishing your phone wasn’t so far away.

Rafayel smirked before turning around and lifting up the back of his dress, pulling his ridiculous, red thong to the side to reveal a glittering blue jewel pressed between his cheeks.

“That’s not even the best part. I am fully prepared to have your wicked way with me.” Rafayel moaned, reaching behind himself to tease the golden metal plug in and out of himself slightly.

“Oh? Do you want that to be your reward then for being such a good maid and cleaning up? Crying in your master’s lap as they pound into you and you beg for more?” You crooned and he whimpered as he nodded over his shoulder.

You grinned and grabbed the vibrating purple strapless strapon you had shoved in the couch cushions the other day when you had been playing with yourself along with a half empty bottle of cotton candy scented and flavored lubricant. As wet as you were, it was easy to slip one end into yourself, the curved base nestling against you before jutting up into the air in a proud length.

You handed Rafayel the bottle and nodded down towards the silicone cock. He fell to his knees, eager to service as he dribbled the lube over the purple girth, smoothing it down with a hand. You hoped that he had prepared himself well earlier for the plug with how eager he was.

“How do you want me, Master?” Rafayel mewled sweetly, breathlessly.

You mused for a minute, your mind racing with possibilities.

“Turn around and brace yourself on the coffee table.” You said and he complied, legs spread apart while you moved closer to the edge of the couch.

You lifted the dress up and ripped the skimpy thong before gently pulling the plug out. Rafayel moaned at the loss, knees slightly bent and shaking. You gripped the strapon and fisted the white frilly bow of the apron as you pulled Rafayel down. Rafayel keened, working his way down on the strapon until his plump ass was flush against your thighs.

You let him get used to the feeling for a moment before planting your feet on the floor, pulling out slightly to thrust back into him and pull him down by the maid apron. He wailed, leaning back into as he pushed against the edge of the coffee table, bouncing in your lap.

“Please, more.” He whined and you reached around with your free hand in between his trembling thighs. He made a needy noise, thinking you were going for his cock as you leaned forward and scraped your teeth against his back, pressing a hard kiss to his spine that had him squirming. You chuckled, avoiding his cock and instead pressing a button at the base of the strapon that caused it to vibrate on the highest setting.

He groaned, sinking boneless against you as you finally took pity on him and stroked his cock, enjoying what a beautiful, flushed mess he was squirming in your lap. You let out a groan of your own clenching around the vibrating silicone as he jostled it deeper into you with his desperate little bounces, caught between thrusting into your fist and fucking himself onto the cock.

“I wanna… I wanna see your face. Please. Master. Kiss me.” Rafayel cried out desperately and out of breath and you growled, lifting him up to lay him on his back on the couch. You wrapped his legs around your waist and pressed into him again, groaning at the better angle. You gave him a messy kiss before pulling the top down and thumbing at his nipples. He cried out, his lashes wet with tears of pleasure and half formed watery pearls.

Endeared, you cupped his face with one hand, kissing him sweetly as the other stroked his cock in time with your thrusts. He sobbed and clung to you, returning the kiss as his legs slipped from your waist to push against the armrest of the couch, grinding down on you. As you felt your orgasm quickly approaching from the friction of the vibrating silicone, you nipped at Rafayel’s bottom lip, causing him to gasp.

“Cum for me, Pretty Boy. You’ve more than earned it.” You whispered and he shook, his cock jerking in your hand as white ropes of thick cum sprung forth, staining his stomach and the apron. At the image, you too began to cum, trembling as you clenched around the silicone. You let out a whine of pleasure, stars bursting behind your eyes before collapsing against Rafayel. You both jerked as the vibrations quickly became too much and you lifted your hips to turn the strapon off and pull it out of yourselves, tossing it towards the kitchen to be washed later.

“Mmm, that was fun. Thank you, Sweetheart.” You murmured, kissing Rafayel tenderly. He grinned and held you close as your washer machine beeped.

“Of course, it was fun. But when you lose at Kitty Cards next time, I’ve already got an outfit in mind for you.” He whispered, kissing your head.

And maybe… just maybe… you’ll throw the next game of Kitty Cards.

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Starlight - Rafayel x Reader

Rating: Explicit

Wordcount: 3K

Tags: Gender Neutral MC pronouns used but AFAB terms for genitalia , No Y/N used, Pegging, Strap-ons, Bottom Rafayel, Gentle FemDom Reader, Oral, Submissive Rafayel, Bratty Rafayel

Link to A03 for easier reading: here

Preview:

After his birthday, Rafayel holds you to your promise of trying new things.

“What was so urgent that I had to clear my schedule for the night and come over?” You asked, entering the artist’s home.

You were slightly irritated that you had to cancel plans to go to a new ramen shop that opened up near your apartment with Xavier, but you couldn’t deny you were curious.

Rafayel put down his paintbrush and hopped down from the ladder with a mischievous grin, trying to lean in for a kiss. You stopped him and he pouted.

“I am just holding you to the promise you made.” Rafayel sang and you grew even more suspicious.

“What promise?” You asked and his pout grew further.

“It’s only been a few days since my birthday and you already forgot?” He whined and you blinked with the realization of what he was getting at.

“Ah. That one. What new thing did you want to try so desperately that it couldn’t wait until our next date?” You teased and the tips of his ears began burning red.

“I’m not desperate! Just excited! The stuff I needed came in today and I didn’t want to wait to show you!” He protested and you giggled, giving him a little peck.

“Alright, alright. Show me what you got.” You said and he eagerly sauntered away, reaching in between the couch cushions to pull out a black box with a red ribbon tied around it.

“A late birthday present? It’s not lingerie, is it? I would have worn some on the trip if you wanted.” You said, suddenly embarrassed and unsure.

“No, no. The trip was perfect, really. I just… it’s better if you open the box.” Rafayel said, his face turning pink as he looked away from you and held out the box.

You took it, examining the box. You shook it, hearing something slightly heavy moving inside, the noise causing Rafayel to blush and bite his lip, still avoiding your gaze. For all of his bravado and eagerness earlier, the fact that he was growing shy and embarrassed had you growing too curious to not open the box.

You pulled off the ribbon and took off the lid eagerly, before blinking and tilting your head as you took in what lay inside. Inside sat a long and slender purple dildo, with a bulbous, curved end. Folded beneath the strapon, seemed to be a pretty, shimmering holographic harness that reflected the light from the dozen of candles strewn about.

“Oh.” You said breathily, fire pooling in your gut as you felt yourself clench and grow wet.

“I… nevermind. It was just a passing whim. I’ll just take it and throw it in the collection room.” Rafayel said, trying to grab the box.

You thanked your skills as a Hunter as you quickly jumped back and hugged the box to your chest, safely out of his reach.

“Come on, now you’re just being mean. It was just a silly prank. I needed to see your face for my newest painting.” Rafayel lied, the tips of his ears still red.

“Good boys don’t lie.” You murmured and he stiffened, sucking in a breath.

“I enjoy this gift. Thank you, Rafayel. I am happy to share this new experience with you.” You said and he eyed you warily, a hint of hope and vulnerability in his eyes.

He must have seen some reassurance from you that you were being sincere and he sighed, looking away as he fixed his hair, his face red.

“Not exactly new… nevermind.” He whispered lowly under his breath before jumping as you placed the box on the coffee table and came up behind him, wrapping your arms around him. You kissed the back of his very warm neck before blowing lightly on his ear.

“I see why you were so eager to show me. I don’t think I can wait much longer either.” You purred, enjoying how he shuddered in your hold and let out a low whimper.

You released him, grabbing one of his hands and grabbing the box with the other as you began to walk backwards and pull him into the bedroom with a coy grin. His face was still flushed, but he gave you a tiny, excited grin in return.

Soon your knees hit the back of his rounded bed and you sat, pulling him down next to you. You cupped his face and kissed him gently, pleased when he sighed and nuzzled into you slightly.

“Did you prep yourself at all?” You asked, nibbling at his neck as he moaned.

“N-no… I wanted you to…” He said quietly and you grinned against his bare collarbone before biting it.

“Good. I want to spoil you more. As long as you keep being good for me.” You crooned, lifting your head to take in his face as he let out a loud whimper.

“Can you do that for me? Or should I be mean? You have given me quite the headache as your bodyguard. Maybe I should take it out on your ass.” You said as you slid a hand in the back of his pants to palm at his ass causing him to give an undignified squeak.

“Hah… do your worst. I am a joy to be around and the best employer.” Rafayel said with a false bravado that had you snorting.

“Mmmm… is that so? Then…” You said, standing and pulling down your pants and going to settle against the mound of pillows at the head of the bed.

“Why don’t you get me ready?” You said, spreading your legs and moving your damp panties to the side to show your glistening cunt.

Rafayel smirked as he turned and crawled up the bed to settle between your legs, gripping your thighs. His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip and you watched with half lidded eyes, growing even wetter.

“You’re so wet already. That eager to fuck me? Not even the seas of Lemuria were this wet.” He teased and you raised an eyebrow, fisting his hair and dragging him closer to your cunt. His eyes rolled back and he gave a low groan, thrusting against the bed slightly.

“How can I not be when you make such cute little noises? Now be good or else I’ll leave you and go home to play with my own toys.” You teased and he let out a high pitched whine and pouted.

You huffed fondly, stroking his hair and he sighed, closing his eyes and pressing a kiss to your inner thigh.

“Don’t go. I’ll be good.” Rafayel whispered with sparkling eyes as he tried to entice you into staying.

Not that you were actually ever going to leave, but it was always so much more delightful to make him pout and plead.

You spread your dripping folds, nodding down to your swollen clit. Without wasting any time, he kissed the vee of your fingers as he pressed his lips to your engorged clit, applying the slightest hint of pressure. You gave a tiny, frustrated exhale and he chuckled, sucking your clit into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it before flicking lightly. He pulled off with a wet noise and you keened as he dragged his tongue through your folds, flicking at your clit again.

You lightly gripped his hair as he licked and sucked at your cunt, applying a delicious pressure with his clever tongue. You began riding his face, moving your hand from your cunt to also fist at the bedsheets at his insistence and to give him more room. You let out a loud moan as his tongue darted into your hole, stretching it slightly before replacing it with two of his fingers.

Rafayel began pumping them in and out of you as he pressed his tongue against your clit, letting out pleased little noises as he devoured you.

“S-so good. Hnng.. You’re so good, Rafayel.” You moaned with praise and he whined, squirming at the praise and redoubling his efforts.

Soon you could feel your orgasm growing and you rode his tongue faster, clenching around his wet fingers as they pumped into you. With a crook of his fingers and a harsh suck, you were coming with a scream.

Rafayel held you as shook and arched your back, riding out the waves of pleasure. You panted, releasing his hair and collapsing against the bed, trying to catch your breath. Rafayel pressed tiny kisses to your puffy pussy before you hauled him up to kiss him, wiping at his wet face.

The two of you kissed for a few minutes as he ground his cock between your legs, his black pants becoming ruined. You drew back for air and gave him a delighted smile that had him blinking with a slight blush.

“What’s that look for?” He asked and your smile grew as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“You’re amazing. But now…. It’s my turn.” You said, wrapping your legs around his waist and flipping him over and under you.

You grinned at his disgruntled but eager expression, rubbing your slick folds around his cock as you undid the top of your Unicorns uniform, tossing it to the floor behind you.

“You’re killing me. Haven’t I been good? Why are you torturing and teasing me?” Rafayel whined, kneading your hips.

“Shush, I’m not. Quite the opposite in fact. I intend on rewarding and spoiling you.” You reassured before lifting off of his damp pants.

“Undress yourself while I go find some lube.” You ordered and he gave a cheeky salute as he began pulling off his pants while you went over to the side table.

You pulled open the drawer, pleased to see the lube bottle was still decently full, even after last time. You tossed it in the air and turned around to see Rafayel completely bare and lightly stroking his cock.

You tossed the bottle on the bed next to him and grabbed the strapon out of the box as you came around the bed, tossing it as well as you crawled on.

“Have you touched yourself down here before, Rafayel?” You murmured as you pressed the pad of your index finger to his puckered hole.

His breath hitched and he grew scarlet.

“Yes… a few times.” Rafayel admitted and you cooed, spilling lube over your fingers and rubbing to warm it.

“Curious boy. Now lay back and let me take care of you.” You ordered, putting a pillow under his lower back with your clean hand.

Rafayel let out a breathy noise of excitement before whimpering as you bent and sucked his cock head into your mouth. You gently pressed your slick finger into his tight hole as he cried out.

You pulled off his cock with a wet, lewd pop, stroking his stomach.

“Shhh… just relax, Rafayel. I’ve got you.” You whispered and he blushed more, arm on his head but refusing to cover his eyes.

You pressed a kiss to his cock as you pulled your finger slightly out before pressing it back in. Rafayel whimpered and moaned and you swallowed his cock once more, slowly pumping your finger in and out of him as he became used to it. Distracting him by bobbing your head up and down his cock, you pressed another finger in, pumping both in.

Rafayel gave a shout, arching in pleasure as your two fingers pressed against a spongy spot deep inside of him and you worked your throat around his cock.

“Fuck… Please… I’m going to cum if you….” Rafayel thrashed and whined before you pinned him down with your arm.

You relented, pulling off his cock and easing up on his prostate.

You wanted him to come on your cock, afterall.

Rafayel gave you a teary look and you pressed a kiss to his inner thigh, scissoring him open. He gave soft little moans of pleasure as he wiggled slightly and you decided it was time to add a third, thrusting all three of them in and out.

“Come on already! I’m so ready for you.” Rafayel whined and you hummed, stretching your fingers out within him and causing him to gasp.

“So eager and desperate for me.” You teased, looking at his teary, flushed face as he pouted.

“Yeah, yeah. I hear you. But come on. I’m dying for this.” Rafayel muttered and you chuckled, withdrawing your fingers and leaning over him to kiss him.

“Well, can’t have that, can we?” You murmured as you fumbled for the strapon and the harness. You finally managed to grab the harness when Rafayel twirled his tongue around yours, causing you to moan.

You drew back and began to buckle the holographic harness. You admired how it seemed to fit your hips and thighs perfectly, accentuating them nicely.

“Where’s my camera? You look divine under the starlight like this.” Rafayel whispered and you grew hotter and wetter with the praise.

“Flatterer.” You lightly said as you lubed up both ends of the strapon, Rafayel watching you hungrily.

You slid one end into yourself, moaning at being filled finally as you clenched around the soft, supple silicone. You nestled it snugly against your mound, securing it with a strap that ran between your folds and the cleft of your ass from the harness to help better hold it in place before feeding the other end through the metal ring. You didn’t really think you needed the harness with the strapless strap, but better safe than sorry, especially when you knew Rafayel would beg to be pounded hard and fast.

“Are you ready?” You asked, adding more lube to the strap, stroking it.

You didn’t want to hurt Rafayel, no matter how much he probably wouldn’t mind.

“Yes. Please.” Rafayel begged with needy eyes.

You shuffled forward, lining up the fake cock with his hole and gently pressing in. Rafayel whimpered as the blunt silicone breached his rim, his cock dribbling against his stomach.

“I rather like you begging.” You teased to distract him, gently stroking his cock as you sank deeper and deeper into him.

“Of course you do. Well, I’ll be sure -hah!” Rafayel cried out as you bottomed out, your hips pressing into his plump little ass.

He shook and you wrapped his legs around your waist, leaning over as far as you could to kiss him and press your forehead to his. The position caused him to whimper as the strapon sunk deeper into him.

“Good?” You whispered and he nodded against you, shivering slightly.

“Y-yeah. So good. Fuck. So deep. You’re all I can, hnng, ah, think about.” Rafayel said with a breathy grunt.

“Good, that’s all I want to hear, aside from my name on your lips and your cries of pleasure.” You whispered, kissing him as he gave a muffled keen.

You sat back slightly to admire your masterpiece, holding his upper thighs as you looked at his blotchy, trembling form, tiny patches of scales beginning to emerge.

Perhaps he was right about getting a camera for this moment, but for now, you would have to sear it into your memory.

You pulled out a tiny bit, watching Rafayel’s face for any signs of discomfort. He huffed and you shook your head, pulling out more before thrusting back in. He threw his head back as he let out a throaty wail and you repeated the motion.

Growing high with the sounds of his little mewls and whimpers of pleasure, you began thrusting in harder, deeper, and faster, using your grip on his thighs to help. You thanked your stamina from being a Hunter as Rafayel cried out for more, clinging to you and kissing at your neck as you bent over him to get a better angle.

“Fuck, right there! Please!” Rafayel cried out and you moaned, the force of your movements causing the strapon to slap against your clit.

You pounded into him, your hips starting to ache with the force of your thrusts.

“So good for me. So sweet and perfect. I’m so glad I found you.” You murmured in his ear, watching as a tear escaped the corner of his eye as he sobbed and tried to kiss you.

You kissed the tear away and nuzzled his face before kissing him properly, instead of the sloppy, desperate mess he was attempting.

“Are you going to cum for me, Pretty Boy?” You cooed and he whined.

“N-no, not without you.” He panted and you couldn’t help but kiss him again.

“There’s a, hah! Shit… fuck… fuck… fuck! There’s a button on the bottom that will make it vibrate!” Rafayel babbled and you slowed your movements, dropping one of his thighs to reach down in between you and feel for the button at the base of the silicone shaft.

You let out a squeal as it began vibrating deep inside of you, pressing against your walls and spot that had you seeing stars and thrusting erratically, the part going into Rafayel vibrating as well against your clit. Soon the two of you were a writhing, panting mess, giving each other sloppy kisses and trying to get the other to cum first.

Of course, it wasn’t like you weren't going to use some filthy, underhanded tactics in your little competition.

You snuck your free hand down between the two of you to begin stroking him in time with your thrusts.

“Hnnng. Not fair.” He mewled, clinging to you harder. You grinned and pressed a kiss to his temple before giving a hard thrust and flick of your wrist around his cock.

He seized up around you and came with a long wail that nearly sounded like whale song, his cock spilling over your wrist and against his stomach. You sobbed as you gave a few more desperate thrusts before stopping as you came, clenching around the vibrating silicone and shuddering.

As soon as you were able to move, you hastily turned off the strapon and pulled out of Rafayel who jumped and whined, his cock giving a weak spurt. You practically ripped off the harness and pulled the strapon out of you, almost at the point of overstimulation.

You crawled up and collapsed next to Rafayel, pulling him to you as you both looked up at the stars through the glass dome of his bedroom ceiling.

“So… new things?” Rafayel asked with a soft smile and you chuckled, kissing him.

“New things.” You agreed, your mind already brimming with all the new things you wanted to try with him.

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Pampered - Sylus x Reader

Rating: Explicit

Wordcount: 4K

Tags: Female MC, No Y/N used, Pegging, Strap-ons, Bottom Sylus, Gentle Femdom MC, Oral, Chasing, Bratty! Sylus,

Link to A03 for easier reading: here

Preview:

You and Sylus make a bet where if you are able to catch him, he will be at your mercy and he is all too eager to play along.

Just let me recharge.

The words kept echoing around in your head as you stared down at him curled against you, face buried in your neck on the couch. You gently rubbed his ears, unable to resist.

After all, it wasn't much longer until the effect wore off, right? You should make the most of it. And with how upset he seemed at you selling him off to another woman and how hard he's been working, perhaps he deserves to be spoiled a bit.

You were scrolling through your phone, beginning to doze off with Sylus' weight against you and his rumbling purr, when you got a text notification from the twins in your group chat.

[Double Trouble-1]

You and Boss look cute together like that

[Double Trouble -2]

You two have been working hard! Have fun!

[Double Trouble-1]

Try getting him some toys!

[Double Trouble -2]

From here!

You had been amused by the twin's antics, wondering how they had seen the two of you before seeing them wave through the back door, but you dropped your phone in surprise as you opened the link to the website. That was certainly not a cat toy website!

You winced as your phone hit Sylus on the head and scrambled to grab it, only for him to capture your wrist and take the phone instead, his tail giving an irritated flick as his ears pressed against his head. That is... until he peered more closely at the screen and let out a low chuckle, clicking on something before turning it around, a pink vibrating strapon filling the screen.

"This is rather cheap, but don't worry. I already have one custom fitted and ordered waiting for us in the bedroom. The rubies and gold will look stunning on you." Sylus purred with a devious smile, tail swaying from side to side as your mouth ran dry at the vision and possibility.

"You mean you've been wanting... that?" You asked in a low voice, desire pooling in your gut as Sylus' smirk widened.

"I have for some time now. It's all about trust and power... isn't it? Of course, I won't make it easy for you. I don't like bad deals, after all." Sylus said, sitting back at the end of the couch as your eyes flashed in understanding and excitement.

If he wanted to play. To let loose knowing that you would catch him and keep him. Mark him as yours. To be free to express himself without being so guarded or afraid you would leave.

You'll give and bet anything for that.

But it would have to be something to catch his interest. And something you would win.

Linkon was your city, and these were your hunting grounds.

"Well Miss Hunter? Do you want to play? You are still my caretaker, after all." Sylus asked, his eye glowing as you grinned up at him in challenge.

"Absolutely. If I catch you in the next twenty minutes, you'll be at my mercy." You said and Sylus' eyes widened imperceptibly as he gave a pleased purr.

"And... if you don't..." Sylus drawled and you held back a shiver.

"If I don't... I will owe you a favor. No questions asked. And no limits." You whispered, Sylus' pupils constricting before dilating.

"Well, well, this bet pleases me. It seems I will benefit either way but... do try and catch me quickly. Your time starts.... now." He whispered in your ear before clicking the timer on your Hunter's watch and disappearing in a swirl of red and black mist.

And the game was on.

You raced out the backdoor, startling the twins as you cast a grin over your shoulder.

“It’s a game! I would wear ear plugs tonight!” You called out as you scaled over the fence, the twins laughing and cheering before you disappeared over the other side, landing on the pavement.

You walked out of the alley carefully to not draw any attention, looking around.

Where would Sylus hide?

You looked up as you felt a tingle, sensing him nearby. Your Evol was still sensitive to his and Sylus had a presence you couldn’t shake. Your eyes narrowed onto the roof of a skyscraper you knew had a rooftop bar and you grinned.

As you walked into the lobby of the skyscraper you were halted by a security guard.

“I’m sorry but…” the security guard said until you held up your Hunter’s Badge.

“There may be some danger on the roof. Can you escort me there?” You said and the security paled before leading you to the elevator and punching in a special code.

“Should I call to evacuate the bar?” He asked and you shook your head.

“This man needs to be brought in quietly. There are no Wanderers nearby and he won’t harm the patrons.” You explained and the security guard nodded in understanding before returning to his post.

You shifted impatiently as you watched the floors rush past you, checking your watch. You still had fifteen minutes.

You just hoped your hunch was correct and he hadn’t escaped yet.

As the elevator opened, you ducked behind a large potted plant on the roof, looking for any sign of Sylus. You found him looking over the edge, strangely turned away from the sidewalk.

Was he that willing to lose a bet? That was no fun.

You quietly crept over, weaving around patrons and waiters until you could run to him. As your hand reached out to grab the back of his shirt, he turned and gave you a smirk, disappearing in a swirl of red and black mist. You swore and looked over the edge to see him on a lower roof top.

You eyed it.

You could make that jump. You’ve done crazier stunts and maneuvers as a Hunter. Your training and constant battling of Wanderers made you quite agile and flexible, making parkour a breeze for you. You glanced over your shoulder to make sure no one was watching before climbing over the railing and leaping, the air rushing past you.

Before you could angle your body to stick the landing, red and black mist grabbed you, depositing you on the very edge of the roof, several feet away from him.

Sylus shot you a cocky smirk as he backed away and you charged at him, your heart pumping as you chased him around the rooftop. He ducked behind a generator, toying with you by lunging in one direction before running in the opposite and you snarled, climbing on top of a nearby turbine to leap at him and tackle him. He laughed, letting you pin him to the asphalt as his ears twitched and the timer on your watch went off.

"You caught me. Are you going to claim me?" Sylus asked with a sly smirk that disappeared when you captured his lips in a heated, rough kiss. He let out a pleased sound in the back of his throat, large hands running up your back until you pulled away for air, nipping his bottom lip.

"Yes." You said breathlessly. "Take us home."

The lights of the city sped past the two of you as Sylus took you deep into the N109 Zone on his bike, but it was still not fast enough. You were burning with the need to take him in so many ways that you were absolutely dripping.

When the two of you parked you were practically vibrating out of your skin with the urge to touch him all over, images of his naked, vulnerable body laid out in front of you flashing in your mind, his eyes simmering with need and want and a trust that you would take care of him and make him as yours.

Sylus unlocked his door, turning with a bow.

“Thank you for escorting me home, My Lady. Have a good night.” Sylus said, kissing your cheek as you stared at him in confusion until you noticed the devious look in his eyes and swishing of his tail.

Brat. So he wanted to push you to see how far you would go, huh?

You grabbed him by his silk tie and pulled him down for a kiss, walking him backwards into the couch.

“I won and I’m claiming my prize now. You will be completely at my mercy.” You crooned as his eyes darkened.

“Is that so?” He asked, his tail curling around your wrist.

“But we didn’t agree that it would be tonight.” He said loftily and you softened, caressing his cheek, watching as he fought not to lean into the touch.

“You’re right, we didn’t. I am having fun playing though, Brat, if you want to continue.” You said softly, Sylus’ eyes flashing with a brief hesitation as he searched yours. You felt him probe at your mind, seeking to understand your desire and you raise your chin proudly.

“What is it you desire, Sylus?” You asked and he groaned, one hand holding your back and the other gripping your thigh.

“You. Always you. I trust you. So show me what you’ve got.” Sylus said in a throaty whisper, baring his neck as he looked up at you.

You leaned down, pressing a kiss on the pulsing vein of his neck that had him shuttering before biting down on it and sucking, Sylus giving a low cry.

“You are mine. Is that what you want to hear, Darling?” You asked and he looked up at you, eyes slightly hazy with his lips parted.

“Yes.” He said breathlessly and you grinned.

“Good boy. Now be a dear and go get naked on your bed, on your stomach.” You ordered and Sylus cocked his head, ears swiveling.

“And if I refuse?” He drawled and you grabbed his chin firmly.

“Don’t. You said you would be at my mercy and I really don’t want to punish you. I want the chance to actually pamper you.” You said and Sylus gave a slow blink that you returned without realizing.

“Alright. I’m curious. Let’s see where this goes.” Sylus said, inhaling your neck briefly before setting you on the couch and standing, his tail swaying from side to side as he began to walk down the hall to his dark bedroom, leaving a trail of clothes as he did so.

You shook your head, enjoying the view as you stood and gave Mephisto a scratch on the head from his perch before following Sylus, resisting the urge to smack him on the ass or grabbing his tail. As you entered the bedroom, you watched him stretch out on his dark bedsheets, arching his back before putting a pillow on his chin and looking over his shoulder at you with half lidded eyes.

“Is this to your liking, My Lady?” Sylus asked, his tail swaying in the air.

“Yes, now be good and wait patiently.” You said before slipping into the ensuite bathroom and rummaging around.

After a particularly rough mission, Sylus had given you a massage with an oil that smelled absolutely divine and you were determined to use that same oil on him. You held back a triumphant cry as you unearthed it and quickly shed your clothes, not wanting to ruin them.

You stepped out of the bathroom completely naked, massage oil in hand as your nipples began hardening and your folds became slick at the heated look Sylus gave you. You crawled on his back, kissing one of his caracal ears that fluttered against your lips as he gave a pleased sigh. You sat down on his mid back, stradling the thickness as you pumped the oil into the palm of one of your hands, rubbing them together to heat it up.

Sylus groaned, his tail brushing against your spine as you kneaded the tense muscles in his shoulders, thankful you had watched several videos after he had given you one, wanting to repay him. You focused on kneading out the tense as Sylus began to slowly relax beneath you, adding more oil as you needed and enjoying the sheen and shimmer it created on his skin in the low firelight of the crackling fireplace.

“A lady massaging her butler? How scandalous.” Sylus said with a breathy chuckle, his eyes closed.

“I am your caretaker still and you worked hard with pampering the kitties. Don’t you deserve the same?” You asked and Sylus’ ear flicked in irritation.

“Am I your pet then?” He drawled, looking back at you and you pinched him before pressing your breasts to his back as you draped yourself over him and kissed his cheek.

“No. You are my precious lover. Or are the hands that only want to make you feel good not good enough for you, Brat?” You asked and Sylus huffed a fond laugh, propping himself up slightly to better kiss you.

“They are better than I have imagined. I can not wait to see what more you have planned, Sweetie.” Sylus said and you smiled, pleased with yourself as you worked your way down his back.

When you reached his ass, he jumped slightly and looked back at you with a smile and raised eyebrow as you playfully groped and massaged the globes of his ass, his tail curling against your cheek. You kissed the tip before working the backs of his thighs and calves, tapping one of his ankles.

“Roll over.” You said and Sylus grinned.

“I’m a cat, not a dog.” He drawled and you snorted.

“I thought you were a crow, but roll over. I want to massage your front.”

“By all means.” Sylus said, finally complying and turning on his back. His cock was hard and leaking against his toned stomach and you dragged a fingertip along the thick vein on the underside.

“Seems like someone is excited for what I might do to them.” You teased and Sylus gave a noncommittal hum and smirk.

You thumbed the precum leaking at his slit before drizzling the massage oil on his plush pecs and abdomen, smoothing it down and rubbing it in as you massaged him, straddling his thighs and feeling them flex under you as he tried not to squirm. You massaged his biceps and forearms, his breath hitching as you took one of his hands in yours, massaging his large palms as best you could before repeating with his other hand.

When you were done, you pinned his wrists to the bed above his head, looming over him with a cocky smile. He drew in a ragged breath, his eyes molten rubies and you gave him a brief kiss.

“Where is the toy you ordered for us that you said would suit me?” You asked and his eyes darkened.

“The chest at the foot of the bed.” He said in a low, relaxed voice, his ears alert in excitement and anticipation.

You kissed his noise as he let out a “mrrp” and you quickly slid off the bed to hide your giggles, going around to the black and gold chest at the foot of the bed and opening to reveal the red velvet insides.

Oh. This was quite the treasure chest. Has he been hiding it this whole time? Greedy man.

Wait. Had he used them on other lovers before you?

You felt a hot surge of jealousy rush through you and you realized how he felt on the boat when you were casually offering him to go to another women’s room.

“They are for us only and relatively new, Sweetie. The cruise had quite the impact on me.” Sylus said, catching your gaze as you looked at him over the lid.

Oh. Of course. Even though you had only known each other for a short time, it still feels like you’ve known him a lifetime or in a past life.

“Your harness and the strap are in the lid. I was… curious.” Sylus said, hands still pressed to the bed where you left them as his tongue darted out to lick his lips.

You felt your thighs become sticky as you remembered him on his knees before you and you bit back a whimper, choosing to focus on the strap on the was proudly displayed on the lid.

The black leather of the harness looked incredibly supple and you traced the engravings of small feathers along the thick strap of the top. In between the feathers were several small, glittering rubies, with two larger ones on the thick thigh straps and outer straps. An golden ring held the double ended dildo with an arched, feather texture to nestle against your clit. The firm silicone was a deep crimson with a swirling marbling of black and gold. At the base was a row of buttons you couldn’t wait to try.

No wonder he said the pink one on the website was cheap.

“Well, what do you think? Is it to your liking?” Sylus asked and you nodded.

“It’s gorgeous. I hope you like it as well.” You said, bringing it over to the bed and sitting on the edge next to Sylus as you decided on your next steps.

“Of course I do. I designed it. After all, it is going in me and you. It should be worthy of the two of us and the bond we share.” Sylus said in a matter of fact tone and you wiped off the excess oil on your breasts before cupping his face and kissing him.

“You have been good. How would you like me to take you?” You asked and Sylus smirked, his eyes glowing.

“Must I choose only one position? I thought you would have more stamina as a Hunter.” He drawled and you snorted, tweaking one of his nipples.

“I do, but I thought I would let you choose first.” You said and he hummed.

“Very well. I wish to see your face instead of being taken from behind like an animal.” Sylus said and you gave him a kiss as a reward.

“Good. I am going to get you ready first and then you will get me ready.” You said and Sylus spread his legs further apart.

“As you wish.” He said and you grabbed the lube from the night stand settling in between his legs.

“Throw me a pillow?” You asked and Sylus placed a pillow near your waiting hand, grunting in surprise when you shoved the pillow under his lower back to prop his ass up.

“The bed is getting slippery.” Sylus mused and you blew a breath across his balls teasingly.

“Like you don’t have a hundred more pillows or sheets.” You said, slicking up two of your fingers and tracing a long line up his cock.

Sylus hissed as you pressed your index finger to his rim, circling it and swirling your tongue around the tip of his cock. You pressed your finger in when you felt him relax enough and sucked his cockhead into your mouth, hollowing out your cheeks as you sucked.

He gave a light cry as his tail twitched beneath you, shuddering and gripping the sheets as you went further down on his cock while pushing your finger in. You pumped the finger in and out as his cock slid across your tongue. As you pressed your nose to the soft thatch of silvery curls at the base of his cock, swallowing around it, you added a second finger and began stretching him.

Sylus gave breathy sighs and moans, thighs trembling on either side of your head as he struggled not to thrust into your mouth, instead rocking back on your fingers. When you added a third, you sucked harshly at his cock, pumping them in and out of him.

“N-no. My Lady. I wish to come only on your cock.” Sylus said in a strangled groan and you pulled off of his cock with a groan of your own as your clit throbbed at the title.

Fuck. This was amazing.

You really needed to win bets more often.

You pressed a kiss to the tip, unable to resist as you gently pulled out your fingers, sitting back on your heels and taking in his flushed and aroused state, splayed out on the bed like a lewd painting of an ancient god.

Perhaps next time the two of you will wear the laurels and feed each other grapes and dates in the water, but for now, you wanted him on his knees.

“Sy… Sylus.” You said, clearing your throat and trying to calm down as his gaze sharpened.

“Yes, Beloved?” He asked in that low, sinful voice of his that had you nearly keening as you ached with want and need.

“Will you… will you get on your knees and help me into this?” You asked, holding up the harness and he groaned with desire, crawling off the bed and onto the floor in one smooth, elegant motion. He crawled toward you, his eyes predatory as his tail lazily moved before pulling you to the edge of the bed and sitting on his knees.

You whimpered at the sight and he pulled your legs apart, tutting.

“My Lady. You’ve made quite a mess here. Allow me to clean it up.” Sylus purred and you moaned as he licked a long strip from your hole to your clit, flicking his tongue against your engorged, throbbing flesh. He parts your folds after putting your legs on his shoulders and buries his face in your wet mound. You mewled, riding his tongue as he made hungry noises and little sighs.

Sylus gathered slickness from your dripping folds on two fingers, sliding them easily into your pussy. You cried out and rode his two fingers as they crooked and pressed deep within, Sylus sucking at your clit until you were cumming with a loud, drawn out moan.

Sylus pulled back, sitting on his heels and licking his slick fingers, taking the remaining slickness of his lips with his thumb and licking that as well as he purred and his ears swiveled.

“Fuck. Good boy. You’re so good. But it’s my turn now.” You said in between ragged breaths as you kissed him and he groaned, sliding the harness up your legs and tightening the straps around your hips and thighs.

“On the bed.” You demanded and he complied, no longer able to wait either with how dark his cockhead was.

You rubbed lube down the silicone, slotting your end into your pussy and moaning as the textured feather brushed your clit.

“Ready? Should we have a safe word? How about Owl?” You asked in excitement as you pressed the tip to his entrance, pulling him half on your knees as he gave a startled laugh.

“Sure, Beloved. But I trust you and oh, how I want this.” Sylus said and you began pushing the silicone strap into him at his admission, watching as he stretched around it. He met your eyes unwaveringly, panting and groaning.

“More.” He asked and you thrust in, hilting yourself as you gave him time to adjust. You moaned as you felt the pressure against your clit and he squirmed, gripping your thighs. You gave a few shallow thrusts and he moaned.

“That’s good, but you can do better.” Sylus said and you huffed, gripping his thighs to get better leverage before you angled your hips and began jackrabbiting into him, causing him to cry out.

“Fuck!” He swore, black and red mist escaping from him as his Evol flickered and his cock bounced on his stomach from your thrusts. You grinned, reaching down to the base of the strapon to turn on all the buttons to their highest setting.

The two of you gave loud groans as the strapon began vibrating and rotating into Sylus with each thrust, the end in your pussy doing the same and the textured silicone feather vibrating against your clit. You weren’t going to last long, but you were determined to make this brat come first.

You reached a hand down to stroke Sylus’ cock in time with your thrusts and he grabbed your wrist, feeling your pulse as he looked up at you with hazy eyes, his mouth tilted back and opening in a cry. Not knowing what possessed you, you leaned down and over him, deepening the angle and biting his neck harshly with your teeth before laving your tongue over the indent and he wailed, cumming between you and shuddering as his Evol tore apart the canopy. You tensed and keened, caught in the vibrations and shuddered as wave after wave of orgasms pulsed through you.

Sylus pressed a shaky hand to the underside of the strapon and turned it off as you withdrew, panting. You didn’t want to show him how winded you were but he gave you a knowing smile, unbuckling the harness and letting it fall before pulling you against his chest.

“Thank you Miss Caretaker. I feel sufficiently pampered now. I should lose bets more often.”

A/N: I love interacting with readers in the comments and I promise I don’t bite so please let me know your reactions and/or what you liked in the comments/tags!!! Reblogs and likes greatly appreciated More pegging favorite characters to come hehe!

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Breadcrumbs - Joe Goldberg x Reader

Rating: Explicit

Wordcount: 2.5K

Tags: Pegging, Praise kink, No pronouns/ use of Y/N for reader but AFAB terms for genitalia, Bottom Joe Goldberg, Soft Top/ GentleDom Reader

Link to A03 for easier reading: here

Preview:

It all came down to breadcrumbs. 

That is, with your lover, you’ve come to learn. It was easy to plant ideas in his head, get him to warm up to something if you just left a few breadcrumbs in the form of books. 

And there was something you’ve been dying to try. Something you thought would be beneficial for the both of you. A release. 

The two of you met a few months ago when you leased a seedy little sex shop behind Mooney’s. You wanted to expand from having just toys and outfits, to having books as well. Everyone deserves to have a good time with the right tools, knowledge, and consent. So you asked your business “neighbor” where he sourced his books from and although he teased you for the 99 cent harlequin romance novels you could not seem to stay away from, the two of you quickly started dating. 

It feels like a whirlwind, but you have picked up on a few things about your lover, Joe Goldberg. 

His blatant mommy issues for one. The need to please another. The hidden, fleeting moments of desiring to submit, the final. 

Which made you wonder… and grow excited at the possibilities. 

Of course you would have to make it his idea… but you were patient. 

You could wait. 

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You were… cute… the way you had not so subtly been leaving books around the apartment on pegging. The strapons you had left out had also been a bit intimidating but they were also cute. He was picking up what you were putting down and if it would make you happy, then he was game. 

But how to go about bringing it up? He couldn’t seem too eager. He still had to be in control. But he could play this game. 

Maybe if he brought you lunch at your shop and lingered a bit? Or mentioned reading one of the books you left laying about?

Plan in place, he told Ethan he was going out to lunch, grabbing your favorite from the nearby deli before walking back to your shop, Between the Sheets. Your darkened windows had been plastered with sheet music to hide what truly lay deep in your store and he appreciated the cheeky forethought. 

He ducked into your store, walking past the bookshelves he had personally put together, past the lingerie and specialty sheets, to approach the counter you were behind, rearranging some of the body jewelry and… were those nipple clamps? 

“I brought you lunch.” He said, holding up the bag with takeout as you smiled and leaned over the counter to kiss him, not a customer in sight just yet. 

“Thanks, Sweetheart. You’re so thoughtful and the best.” You said sweetly and he smiled, heart fluttering. 

Was this what it was like to be taken care of and adored? Didn’t he deserve to be praised after everything he’s done for you? 

You took the bag from him, looking through it, brow furrowed. 

“You didn’t get anything for yourself?” You asked and he shook his head. Probably best not to eat anything just yet with what he was planning to do. 

“No, I wasn’t that hungry. I’d love to spend lunch with you though, if I won’t be a bother in the store.” He said and you smiled, squeezing his hand. 

“You’re never a bother, Joe, and you are welcome anytime. Feel free to poke around. If you see anything you like, I’ll give you a super special discount.” You said with a wink as he chuckled, weaving around the store to make his way to the back wall of dildos and okay, maybe he underestimated the dongsmiths you spoke so highly of. 

There was no way that massive thing would fit into anyone, right? And the clear one with confetti hearts… he didn’t want that going into him. But maybe going into you… he should look for one that would bring you pleasure too, although he would be sure to take care of you beforehand. 

He stopped in front of a box with a picture of a lilac colored strapless strap, flipping it over to look at the back. Vibrating… one end goes into you… one into… himself, he guessed… it doesn’t look too big… and was a nice enough color. Yup. This is the one. He’s really doing this. 

He brought the box up to the counter as you finished your lunch and threw out the trash, sliding it over the glass towards you. You hummed, smiling as you took it and put it under the counter. 

“Good choice, Baby. When would you like to try it?” You asked and he grabbed his wallet. 

“Is tonight too soon? How much do I owe you?” He asked, a strange flutter of excitement in his belly that confused him. 

“Not at all. I look forward to it. The breadcrumbs paid off. As for owing me… a kiss will do.” You said, making your way around the rounded glass counter to wrap your arms around his neck. He leaned in, breathing in your familiar scent and comforting himself. 

“You weren’t the most subtle.” He teased before kissing you as you laughed against his lips before returning the kiss. You cupped his face and he couldn’t help but lean into your touch. 

“The only thing I ask is that you be honest with me. I don’t want you to do this just because you think it will make me happy. I thought you might like being taken care of for once, but if it is too uncomfortable, then it is more than fine.” You said and he felt himself melt. 

You were so sincere and caring. How could he not do this? It could be a fun adventure and he should experience them outside of books. 

“No. I want to try. I’ll be over to your apartment at 7?” He asked and you smiled tenderly, giving him another peck on the lips. 

“7 it is. Get ready to be spoiled, Joe Goldberg.” 

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This was… nice… He thought it was cute how you were fussing over him, giving him a relaxing massage that had him groaning and achingly hard against the sheets. You kissed his shoulder and he melted into the bed even more as you combed through his thick, dark curls and scratched his scalp. 

“You ready, Baby? How do you want to start?” You asked and he moaned, rolling over to better face you, soothed by the sweet scent of the massage oil. 

“I want to put my mouth on you, first.” He said and you laughed, guiding his hand to your pussy to see how wet you were. He groaned. 

Shit, you really were into this, weren’t you? This taking care of him? It felt… safe. Like he could trust you. That he didn’t have to think so hard. Maybe giving into you for a night wouldn’t mean a loss. 

He pulled you down unto the bed, settling you against the pillows before crawling between your legs and nuzzling your inner thigh. His other encounters had been hurried, frantic bursts of passion. This was soothing…. Sensual… everything the flowery smutty literature he had read out of curiosity promised… only he was going to be taking seven inches of silicone up his ass in a bit. 

He wonders if Mr. Darcy would have done the same for one Miss Elizabeth Bennett, but only fanfiction would know.  

Jane Austen aside, your dripping core was calling to him and sure to be sweeter than any honey. He parted your puffy folds with his thumbs before licking a long strip from your hole to your clit, flicking his tongue around it and moaning as you arched. 

“You’re so good. So sweet. What a talented boy.” You praised and he whimpered against your cunt. He was good. He was sweet. And talented. Finally, someone that could see. 

He might have gotten his hands a bit bloody but it was worth it for this. 

He encouraged you to grind against his face and tongue as he slipped two fingers into you easily, pressing against the spot that had you crying out. 

“That’s it baby. Right there. You’re doing so good, ah!” You cried out, your thighs clamping around his head as blood rushed in his ears at the praise while you came, clenching on his fingers and thrusting up against his tongue to ride out the waves of pleasure. You released him, pulling him up into a kiss and letting him rest on your chest and you stroked his hair with a smile. 

“Still up for your turn?” You asked and he hid in your breasts, face burning with how much he wanted it, his curiosity never abated. 

“That’s alright, Sweetheart. You made me feel so good, what can I do for-” You started to say before he cut you off with a kiss. 

“No! I want…” He said frantically as you softened and cupped his cheek. 

“Alright, we’ll take it slow. I want you to tell me if you feel uncomfortable at any point and we’ll stop. Do you want to face me or on your knees.” You asked and he licked his lips, mouth dry. 

“You… I want to look at you… do.. do you want me to call you anything? That’s how it usually goes, right?” He asked. He hadn’t watched much porn but he’s seen it in a few books and overheard customers in your shop. 

“If you want to, but it’s just us.” You said, smoothing back his curls and kissing him on his forehead. He squirmed slightly but nodded in understanding, watching as you leaned over to grab the bottle of lubricant you had set out on the nightstand. 

You dribbled it on your fingers, rubbing them to warm it up as you pressed a kiss to his stomach. 

“Try your best to relax, Sweetheart. Have you touched yourself down here before?” You asked and he shook his head. Not like he’s ever had much privacy and it wasn’t something that really crossed his mind. 

You hummed, circling his rim with your slick index finger as you pressed distracting kisses to his cock. He moaned, propping himself up to better watch you as you looked up, sucking his tip into your mouth and pressing your finger into him to the first knuckle. 

Okaaaay. That was a bit weird, but not bad. He nodded down at you as you looked up at him with questioning eyes, sucking on his cock while you slid your finger deeper in. Slowly you pumped it in and out as he grew used to it, too distracted by the suction on his cock. Another finger was added and he hissed a bit before relaxing as you rubbed his stomach soothingly and pulled off his cock with lewd, wet pop. 

“You are doing so good, Baby. I’m so happy and proud.” You praised and he whimpered, cock twitching at the praise. 

The way you said it… it didn’t feel demeaning or mocking. It was warm, loving. It was you. 

Maybe this wouldn’t be a one night thing. 

You added a third, pressing a spot inside of him he wasn’t even aware he had as you swallowed him down and he let out a desperate gasp, trying not to cum. He didn’t want to ruin this, no matter how good he felt. 

You pulled off and he whined at the loss, working your fingers in and out of him and stretching him. 

“You can come, Darling.” You whispered and he shook his head. 

“No… not yet.” He said in a rough voice. You nodded, pulling out your fingers gently and sitting on your heels. He watched hungrily as you took the strapless strapon out, slathering both ends with lube before sliding the shorter one into you. 

“Mmm…” You moaned as you adjusted the curve to settle against your clit, stroking the other end that was going to go into him. Wow. Was it bigger than earlier? 

You leaned over, soothing him with a kiss as you rubbed the soft silicone against his rim. 

“Ready?” You whispered and he clung to your neck and tried to give you a cocky little grin that you must have seen through because you were cupping his cheek with your dry hand and pressing little kisses around his face. He huffed. He should be the one taking care of you, reassuring you. 

“I’m not going to break.” He muttered and you smiled against his cheek. 

“I know, my handsome, strong boy. I only want to bring happiness, not pain.” You said as he melted with soft, wondering eyes. He gasped as the head breached his rim, clinging to your neck as you petted his curls, feeding it deeper into him, slowly, gently, until your hips were against his thighs. He trembled, adjusting to it as your hand left his curls to slip behind his back and stroke it. 

“Show me what you’ve got.” He whispered breathlessly as you pulled back to look into his eyes, pulling your hips back, the faux phallus dragging against his inner walls in a way that sent sparks down his spine. 

You pushed in and he moaned helplessly, eyes fluttering. 

“Yeah? Let me take care of you, Sweet Boy.” You whispered, rocking in and out of him as he mewled and whimpered embarrassingly, pulling you close to him so he could hide in your neck. 

You let out a moan of your own, dipping your head and kissing his collarbone as your hips began to pick up their pace, the cock rubbing against that spot again. When you began shaking, your thrusts becoming erratic, your lubricated hand snuck around his cock, stroking it as you looked at him and he… 

He was exploding. He was on fire. Sparks were shattering across his vision as you urged him to cum for you and he was helpless to comply, arching and cumming with a loud shout, bucking in your hold as tears pricked his eyes. You froze, cumming yourself with a loud moan before pulling out and tossing the strapon off the bed, pulling him into your arms. You rubbed his back and pet his curls as he tried to remember how to breathe. 

“That was…” He let out a breathless, happy laugh as you rubbed at the corner of his eyes with a soft smile. 

“You were perfect, Sweetheart.” You said and he snuggled in closer the praise giving him a warmth and deep satisfaction as he was safe in your arms. 

The two of you lay in content silence until his stomach rumbled and he groaned, burying his face in your chest as you laughed. 

“We’ll have to order in. All I have are crumbs of bread.” You said and he grinned. 

Maybe he wouldn’t mind a few breadcrumbs. 

A/N: Honestly when he gets so submissive and whimpering in the show it does something to me. Thinking of doing a Mommy Kink fic where Joe slips up and calls the reader Mommy! Let me know if you would like to see!! I love interacting with readers in the comments and I promise I don't bite so please let me know your reactions and/or what you liked in the comments!!! Reblogs and likes greatly appreciated More pegging favorite characters to come hehe!

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