#☽ ⎢ usfw

[wildsmystic]

@oathwilled ; ❛ you have no idea what you're doing to me. ❜ // ( praise kink starters )

Her tongue swirled greedily along the tip of Paerin's length, a skilled hand curled around the base of his shaft, stroking with an eagerness that bordered on fervor. The urgency in her movements conveyed a sense of time slipping away, a passion that seemed to defy the secluded privacy of the inn that enveloped them. Erys had yearned for this very moment for a while now, a desire that had burgeoned since the moment she finally surrendered to the crass paladin's undeniable charm. Now, with a determination that echoed through each deliberate motion, she sought to make every second of their encounter worth the anticipation that had built between them.

Her eyes fluttered upward, meeting his gaze as she skillfully bobbed her head against his throbbing cock. The words that spilled from his lips elicited a soft moan from her, a sound that lingered in the air as she gradually pulled away. Her tongue traced the length of his shaft with deliberate grace, leaving a glistening trail behind as she withdrew. "I have some idea," she breathed, a hint of drool clinging enticingly along her chin as her gaze remained fixed on him. Her hand continued to stroke him with unabashed enthusiasm before venturing downward, lightly teasing his balls, all the while a mischievous smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "But you can feel free to tell me any time."

[remaimed]

@fatespins // cont

A MOAN ESCAPED FROM HIS LIPS as he was pulled by his horn. OH he could be such a good TOY for him to use as he wanted. Looking up at him he made a show of opening his mouth. His spilt tongue lolling out and showing off how he could make it cross over.

[writteninscarlet]

[ SIT ]  for one muse to finger the other who sits in their lap fully clothed,  keeping an arm around their waist to make them stay still. 

some more smutty memes ; accepting

Wanda didn’t know how things had become so heated between them. She could blame adrenaline. They had done what Avengers did best - avenge. The fight hadn’t been too drawn out, but as always she had focused on what she was doing. Wanda took her role seriously for many reasons - including for the common sense reasoning she had to focus so as not to be hurt. Adrenaline was likely still coursing through them.

They had returned back to the mansion, and at least through magic she had turned back from her ‘uniform’ to a red dress. She had brushed against Tony, he’d had a hand on her. They had been acting CLOSE. She couldn’t deny that she had been flirting, that there was something below the surface. But she hadn’t thought much about it.

But what she had not expected was that when she was walking away, that Tony would grab her wrist and pull her back. She was straddling him backwards, her back against his chest - and his hand brushing against her bare skin was enough to send a shiver through her. When first one finger then a second ran along her folds before roughly entering her, Wanda gave a gasp. One hand took a hold of his arm, as if she was going to pull him away - but she did no such thing. “Tony, this is…” but any doubts stuck in her throat as his arm wrapped around her and pulled her in closer and blocked any escape. As if she really wanted to leave.

She wriggled, squirmed, trying to get settled. Sparks within her as his fingers went deeper. Wanda wasn’t always used to not being in control. Another gasp as his fingers kept moving - and she wasn’t actively resisting. She could feel her body reacting, and she was ready to lean into this new feeling. Whether it was stupid or not to do THIS with a teammate, Wanda didn’t care. They had past that point. It was far behind them. Tilting her head back, she searched for his mouth and pressed a kiss to his lips, still moving side to side on his lap though his arm around her prevented a lot of movement.

@fxcdboys

[scftlightz]

ੈ♡˳ ┊ @cherridream sent / [ DRIVE  IN ]

TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE was viewing in the seasonal drive in, jupiter always wanted have the experience as he rarely had the time for it. work had been hectic and he felt that he's been neglecting his girlfriend. since halloween was close, he suggested a date night to make up for his lack of presence. it started out sweet, compliments and sweet nothings being exchanged. somewhere halfway throughout the movie, he started to grow bored of the plot mostly because it's the first instalment of the franchise but nyx held his attention. her hand on his thigh really sent him to the edge. " good thing we're parked a bit far. "

" shittt, just like that. " the male hissed in bliss as the movement of her hips. resting his head against the seat that was inclined back, his hands held onto her rolling hips as if their lives depended on it. occasionally his hips would buck up to thrust into her, eagerly wanting to pleasure the woman as much a she could. " nyx, baby, you feel fucking amazing. " darkened cerulean eyes focusing on his girlfriend bouncing in his lap. personally watching her was better than the movie.

[halphcs-a]

tags. ٠☽ ❛ ❜

[multiplays]

ooc : tag dump!

[traumapyre-moved]

❛  i need to be punished.  ❜

From @feckless-royalty (Kol)

"And exactly why should I punish you," gentle kisses are placed against his jawline, finger traveling down the apex of his abdomen. "When that's what you want...doesn't seem like a real punishment to me." Her breath now against his ear, fingers moving to unbutten Kols' pants. Oh she did have a punishment in mind. Whether or not he would enjoy it she would soon find out. "Doesn't seem fair at all," a slow, purposeful lick to the shell of his ear.

"A real punishment would be something like," and her hand finally dips down under his garment taking the erect shaft in hand, thumb rubbing the small bead of precum that's already surfaced. "telling you how I'm going to ride you. Until you can only think of my name. Of how,-" lips travel down, placing kisses along his neck as she speaks. Even offering small nips in between. "- I want to wrap my lips around your cock..and then tell you that I'm not going to do any of that. Not until you beg."

@feckless-royalty :)

[magiaesabiduria]

@theslytherin-elite !!! thanks for letting me do this k !? 

Part of him wondered why the young, pretty thing continued to wander this area alone and looking every bit as vulnerable as he was. In truth, he knew why -- it was written all over his face every time Lucius stepped too close. The young man appeared to want an escape, some form of reminder that he was very much alive despite whatever may or may not be plaguing his thoughts during the day. Perhaps it was time for Lucius to give in to his own urges, to allow his hands to wander along the taut, tanned flesh .. his tongue to lave over every inch of skin until he committed the young man’s scent and taste to memory... his fangs to sink into the delicate, tender flesh of his neck and spill his blood into his mouth.. so he could finally know whether he tasted as good as he smelled. 

Lucius stepped away from the shadows he was using as cover, lips curved into a half smirk as he heard his heartbeat pick up. “What possesses you to return here night after night? ... is it sheer arrogance? -- I believe it’s time you learned why you’re warned to stay away,” he mused. Nostrils flared. He could smell the apprehension rolling off him but it was almost entirely obscured by the scent of something much more heady.. more debased than a pretty thing like him had any right to be. Lucius was on him in seconds, one hand at his shoulder and pinning him to the dirty, cement wall as he used the other to cage him in.  “Unless of course, that is truly what you desire?” 

[swxrnscrts]

@brvisedmorality​

         “You don’t have to be gentle with me, I don’t break easily.”

[xhendersister]

tag dump v2

[remaimed]

[ TRAIL ]:  sender  leaves  a  trail  of  kisses  down  receivers  stomach.

𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 // @shiilelagh

KEEPING AN EYE ON THEM as they every so slowly kissed down his body. Each kiss was only increasing the HEAT he felt inside him. Moving just a little to adjust, not SQUIRMING well not yet. He moved down to cup their cheek, stopping them before they got too low. he wished to SAVOR this.

[wildsmystic]

kink: voyeurism, choking

♡ >> send me a kink and I'll have my muse rate it << ♡

voyeurism

scale: fuck no, gross, not for them, eh, no opinion, kinda, hot, fuck yes, p l e a s e do this (either watching others or others watching her, yes pls)

choking

scale: fuck no, gross, not for them, eh, no opinion, kinda, hot, fuck yes, p l e a s e do this (with someone she trusts absoLUTELY)

[wildsmystic]

❛  just like that, you're doing so well for me.  ❜

(if you want NSFW/shippy)

&. praise kink starters; always accepting

@wizofwaterdeep

The echoes of triumph resonated through the air as the raid on Moonrise Towers concluded with the demise of Ketheric Thorm. The Last Light Inn welcomed the returning Harpers with cheers and jubilation, marking a victory achieved with minimal casualties. Yet, amid the celebrations, Erys found herself distanced from the euphoria, the sounds of revelry merely distant murmurs in her consciousness. Beads of sweat clung to her hair, and traces of blood and dirt adorned her skin. While the joy of triumph enveloped the atmosphere, her thoughts lingered on Gale and the unwavering glow of the orb in his chest. Defying orders, he had fought alongside her until the end without sacrifice—was it for her, for himself, or something more?

The intricacies of motivation were a mere afterthought. Lavender eyes, softened by a rare warmth, locked onto Gale's gaze as she approached the staircase leading to the second floor. A titillating smile tugged her lips, and with a nod, she acknowledged him before gracefully ascending the steps to her room. There was an unspoken understanding between them, a silent dialogue that Gale could perceive without the need for the tadpole's insight.

He ventured just a couple of steps into her room, and before he could grasp the surroundings, she seized him with an unrestrained hunger. Their lips collided in a fiery dance, pulsating with triumph, a sensation that seemed to echo through the very walls. In an instant, fabric became irrelevant as they shed their clothes, an urgent need propelling them into the raw vulnerability of desire. Her back pressed flush against him as she bent over a small wooden table, that only moments earlier held a now very broken candelabra, his throbbing length pushing between her slick folds and enveloping him in her warmth. It was messy, it was animalistic -- a stark contrast to how they'd typically make love, but considering how close death had come for him, how certain she was that he'd follow through with Mystra's orders, Erys couldn't afford to waste any more time.

The drow's eyes fluttered closed, deep moans of pleasure escaping her lips and echoing off the walls of the inn as his rhythm intensified, crashing against her over and over again, his cock sliding in and out of her with growing ease. A mischievous chuckle escaped her lips when Gale praised her, an arm snaking behind to hold the hand that gripped desperately at her waist. "You make it easy." She breathed, vocal chords noticeably tight as she craned her neck back to try and meet his gaze. "I'll do anything for you -- anything."

[writteninscarlet]

[ ORAL ]: sender goes down on receiver. ;; @multipliedman

nsfw prompts ;; accepting

The witch was reluctant for the kiss to end so early, but considering his next actions Wanda thought she could live with it. Her dress --scarlet, of course, the colour just suited her-- was hitched up to her thighs, then travelling even further north until the dress was past her hips.

As he travelled down her body her eyes locked with his own, her eyes filled with warmth but also a playfulness and a lust just for him.

Though she knew his touch was coming, it still managed to get a gasp from the auburn haired witch. Almost a laugh in surprise. His name escaped her mouth, a little shaky but with energy. Wanda could appreciate his efforts, and certainly appreciated his tongue as it explored her. She liked to think she was always good at keeping control in any circumstance, this one included. But a shudder still ran through her as he continued his movements. Her breathing hitched, and the more his tongue came to know her rather intimately, the more pleasure built up within Wanda.

Another shudder ran up her spine, and she let herself be taking away by the sensations. Her hand gripped the bed sheet under her as she the shudder went up her, but relaxed as it passed. With the same hand, she reached out towards his head as she leant up slightly. Her fingers trailed through his hair, and she did give a laugh now. "Okay, perhaps I can bring myself to admit you are talented with your tongue, Jamie. But I don't take back what I said earlier about shutting your mouth."

[wildsmystic]

❛  that's it, just let go. let yourself feel good.  ❜

&. praise kink phrases. ; always accepting

@weavewilled

God, did he really need to be so good at this too? Erys might have been inclined to feel far more vexed by Gale's remarkable prowess in the realm of intimacy, if it weren't for the fact that her toes were positively curling with delight beneath his skillful touch.

In the realm of her past encounters, Erys had always relished her role as the one in control, opting to lead rather than follow. There was an undeniable allure in taking charge, in guiding her partners through waves of unparalleled ecstasy and satisfaction. It wasn't just about quenching her carnal desires, but also about basking in the profound validation it offered.

Her breaths had grown increasingly ragged, the wizard's lithe fingers gliding between her thighs as he thrust in and out, only momentarily pausing to trace a nimble thumb in tantalizing circles around her throbbing clit. Any intention she might have had to reciprocate and shift the focus to Gale had long evaporated, her restless mind surrendering to the intoxicating sensations coursing through her. In his touch, she found herself drifting further and further into blissful surrender, every passing moment making it increasingly effortless to lose herself.

"—Gale," she moaned, her voice a symphony of need, his words of praise cascading like sweet, molten honey from his lips. Her fingers clenched the velvet blanket that graced his bed, her hips undulating toward him in a desperate plea for more. Normally, she wouldn't be caught dead begging someone for pleasure — but now?

"Please—" A soft gasp escaped her lips as his fingers curled against the warm, sensitive walls inside her, drawing her closer to the precipice of pleasure. In an urgent gesture, she used what little momentum she could muster to reach for his free hand, the one that held onto her soft hips, and implored, "I need all of you."

[remaimed]

“ fuck  me  like  you  love  me. “

𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 // @shiilelagh

LEGS WRAPPED AROUND HIS WAIST and a clawed hand gripping their thigh to keep them close. Though he hadn't yet SUCCUMBED and slid inside them, even if it was tempting. It was more about the build up, how he left marks along their skin and rolled his hips into them. How he got to hear all kinds of delightful noises.

'fuck me like you love me.'

THE WORDS PULLED a low chuckle from him as he left a few more kisses along their neck. "Are you sure about that? Wouldn't want you to fall in love." His words were whispered into their ear, moving just enough to nip at their ear lobe.