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[ivystoryweaver]

"There is a simmering, molten lust turning over and over..."

Summary: You feel awful and Steven makes it all better. Or, I've read the amazing period fics. What about the sometimes-hell of ovulation? Pairing: Steven Grant x f!reader Word Count: 1.3k Content: nsfw, ovulation, breast and nipple play, oral - f. rec., fingering, hair pulling, breeding kink suggested, not beta'd ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ

You're ovulating, like...to the extreme.

There's a heaviness in the center of you - different from cramps, not exactly bloating...

Your boobs aren't merely sore, they're...straining.

Your nipples have stood erect for a day-and-a-half, to the point that pinching them almost feels better than them brushing against your t-shirt, as you attempt to lounge around the house after work.

They're poking, quite obviously, through your pajamas, even through your bra, earlier.

Steven comments more than once, assuming you're cold.

"No...fuck, I'm...so horny," you finally admit...somewhat embarrassed by your own wording.

...drawing his earthen gaze straight to your chest - before his eyes drop to the center of you.

No, in your core, it's not (merely) cramping and bloating. There is a simmering, molten lust turning over and over, making you constantly wet.

Steven pushes off the chair he was sitting on to read after dinner, halfway scolding himself for not noticing your distress - for not offering to assist with such a predicament.

Honestly, you've been a touch moody and he didn't want to push you

Your sweet Steven is suddenly a panther on the prowl. Whoops.

"No, I'm not like...it's not that I'm trying to..." You attempt to find the words to explain that your brain isn't completely in the mood but...

...hell - if he would just grope your breasts, take the weight off for a few minutes, fondle your nipples, roll them between his fingers. Maybe suck them...

Steven is on his knees before you, ready to please - cheeks flushed as a careless curl tumbles across his forehead. His lips part in anticipation.

"I'm ovulating," you decide to admit, with a defeated huff. "So...we can't, you know. I accidentally missed a pill, and we shouldn't - not until I'm sure - ugh..." Your head drops to your hands in frustration. You have got to change birth control methods, to something less daily.

Nodding once, Steven's eyes darken, locking on to yours. "Let me take care of you."

Your breath trembles at the gorgeous man on his knees for you. "Steven...we can't - we shouldn't - "

"I heard you, love," he evenly responds, the heat of his lustful stare setting you ablaze. Pushing his fingertips underneath the hem of your t-shirt, he offers, “Stop me if it's not what you want."

Then this man - this socially awkward, brilliant, beautiful man who loves you like an ancient legend - peels your clothes from your body, almost reverently, kneeling beneath you like you're one of his sacred goddesses.

"Not cold then," he murmurs, brushing his fingertips over the round swell of your breast, his breath ghosting your pebbled flesh. "Just desperate." He doesn't give you a chance to refute him, capturing your nipple between his plush lips and sucking gently.

And ohh fuck, it feels good.

Your breasts get sore from time to time, during your cycle or mid-month, but this particular month has you so tender for some reason.

You feel the warmth of Steven's tongue laving as his hand cups your other breast, gently massaging - dragging the pad of his thumb over your other greedy nipple.

Then he sucks you hungrily, like he's feeding from you, for a full minute longer. Your back arches, thrusting your chest further into his warm, wet mouth. Pulling off your tit with a pop, his eyebrows shoot up, a slight smile turning up the corner of his mouth.

"Better? Or worse?"

"Good - it's good, baby, come here," you gasp, eagerly reaching to bring him to your other breast, threading your fingers through his thick curls as he lavishes your nipple with attention from his tongue, teeth and lips, sucking and fondling until you are a squirming mess.

He releases you and surges up on his knees to meld his lips with yours, licking into your waiting mouth. Taking your face in his hands, his thumbs stroke the apples of your cheeks as his fingertips trace the shape of your jaw.

He kisses you so good, you lose your mind and forget all your bodily complaints, the kiss lingering on and on, until you part for breath, inhaling and exhaling one another as if each of you needs to other to survive.

(You do.)

He lays you down on the couch where you sat, fidgeting uncomfortably all evening, cute little huffs and puffs letting him know you were distraught on some level. Those huffs are now pants of desire.

His lips meet your bare stomach - your most sensitive and self-conscious body part, breath fanning over all the dips and valleys he adores. He kisses down to your joggers, pulling the tie loose before easing them over the swell of your hips and down your legs.

He smiles to himself at your superhero boy shorts - you’re definitely one for comfort. He smells you now - wet and eager to be touched, to be fucked - the core of you dampening your panties.

So he pulls those down and off your body too and, by the time he kisses an adoring trail up your inner thigh, you're trembling - whimpering, too.

"Steven, Steven, please..."

He answers with his tongue, licking up the center of your sex, collecting your juices, his cock twitching as your back arches violently off the couch.

You feel him smile against you. Steven is The Needy One so this must be quite fun for him...

Your mind goes blank as he fucks his tongue into your hole in a slow, taunting rhythm, holding steady, soaking his lips and the stubble on his chin with the tang of your sex.

Dragging his tongue back out, his lips wrap around your throbbing clit, sucking vigorously as you twist your fingers though his hair, yanking just the way that gets him feral.

He moans against your core, the vibration sending a shockwave of pleasure through the center of you, and just when you think nothing has ever felt better, he slides two fingers into your dripping cunt.

This was exactly what you needed.

“Yes…oh god, Steven…”

Grasping the meat of your thigh with his free hand, he hooks one leg over his shoulder, driving deeper into you.

With your grip almost painfully threaded through his soft curls, you push and pull his face against your cunt, rocking your hips faster with each pass, your moans a scandalous crescendo of lustful desperation.

The dull, aching want in the center of you swells like a throbbing balloon, ready to burst, and Steven rumbles out a Jake-worthy chuckle between your legs as you find yourself shrieking like nothing he’s ever heard before.

He curls his fingers into the spongy softness deep in your walls, the steady suck of your clit finally drawing you into absolute rapture. Pleasure surges through your body, releasing soreness and tension as your cunt gushes all over your lover’s mouth, soaking him from nose to throat.

He lets you ride it out, pressing sweet, wet kisses to your tummy, brushing his fingers over your thighs, telling you how beautiful and perfect you are.

“So good, mon cœer, love the sounds you make for me.”

“Thank you,” you gasp, as he climbs back up your body and pulls you against his chest.

He kisses your temple, ignoring, for a moment, his blatant erection. “Good, yeah?” His eyebrows shoot up in adorable self-satisfaction.

“So good.”

He lets you recover, keeping private thoughts of how, when you're ready, he would love to fuck a baby into you and take care of your moods and your tits all the time, as your body grows his child.

You can feel the tension rolling off of him, almost chuckling as his gaze falls to your abdomen, his hand gently caressing you there. "I'm not ready right now - not at all, but...I would want it to be with you," you quietly confess.

He swallows thickly, nodding as his forehead drops to yours. And you breathe together, in and out, inhaling and exhaling one another as if each of you needs to other to survive.

(You do.)

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[tojiscumdumpster]

nanami core in upcoming fic! also in WIFS

[fangswbenefits]

As much as I love Astarion, he is absolutely NOT a good person. Even if his past might shed light as to why he behaves the way he does, it does not excuse his actions.

This line reveals a lot about him:

What I mean is: throughout your journey with him, you will help him on a healing path, and he will begin to 'soften' so to speak (if he doesn't ascend, that is). But he's still him, and he says as much in the epilogue:

You can enjoy him as the flawed person he is. It is fine. You don't have to justify why you still connect to this character despite everything. There's no need to whitewash him.

[transfagfemme]

People only care about character's implied sexualities if they're implied to be lesbian / gay . As soon as a character is implied to be bisexual (e.g. explicitly attracted to / involved with both men and women) suddenly they're "lesbian / gay with comphet" .... what if I killed you with a rock 🩷

[fhrlclln]

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**, nsfw/smut

ONE SHOTS

coming soon !!

BLURBS & UNTITLED FICS

miguel o’hara x assistant!fem! reader** pt. 2

miguel o’hara x spider!fem! reader where he is more harsher to you

miguel o’hara x spider!fem! reader + cockwarming cuz you look good in your spider suit**

miguel o’hara x spider!fem! reader where you are miles’ original spiderman angst

miguel o’hara x gn! reader where he reacts to you being parently with a kitten aka spidercat

miguel o’hara x spider!gn! reader where he hates everyone but you

miguel o’hara x wife! reader giving him some back rubs in the morning

miguel o’hara x gn! reader + jealousy & love bites

MULTI-CHAPTER

[celamoon]

Dress a doll - 1.5k followers event

Dear reader, Happy 1.5k followers! To celebrate, I'm hosting a build-your-own plush event! Down below you will be given the options to chose a sanrio plush to decorate! Have fun with the event, and thank you for 1.5k of you guys! Sending much love hehe <3 Signed, Cressie <3

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[pandoraslxna]

I dont know why I only assumed there were only girls on this blog...

But thinking there are guys ? Drooling. You guys are attractive in this bunch of females

Hahah

Right?? I only have a handful of men that I know of on my blog and it’s so nice to see them interacting with the community and engaging in the fandom!

You guys are kings 😌🙏🏻

[overseeer]

!!!! my good friend @pineappical completed two commissions for me and oh. oh my god. theyre so PRETTY. tysm dude ❤❤

[gloriouspower]

✄ Fluff :

⛃ — › you're not unlovable, love

⛃ — › Romantic confession

⛃ — › Comfort prompts

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⛃ — › Simple actions

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[wickdcreatures]

           Conrad invited him out to the bar with some of the other dogs, otherwise he wouldn't have come on his own. It's a bar known on the edge of town that has a "reputation", or at least that's why everyone talks about steering clear; Salem has never been clear on what exactly that reputation is, though the longer he stays the more he starts to think the Úlfhéðnar actually control this bar. 

Anna and Adríel share beers at their own booth, and Salem thinks that might be the first time he's seen Addy smile so wide. It's rowdy and loud but Salem feels at home, his smile growing a little sheepish as @skullfck's imposing frame darkens the doorway. He's still not entirely sure what to feel about him, but he decides to be pleasant, friendly, even. 

          “ Hawk! Hey man! I was wondering if you were gonna show up! ”      he holds out a brown glass beer bottle, condensation so thick the paper label has begun to pill.

[nickgoesinsane]

Being Sukuna’s vessel and he stands in front of any reflective surface to flirt with you whenever he’s in control.

He just turns your head this way and that to admire your face, tracing the curve of your jaw with a claw tipped finger. He grins broadly once he’s done, stepping back to look down at your shared body. “Don’t you look delicious?” Sukuna purrs in delight, now entranced with the way his tattoos look on your skin.

“Fight now, flirt later.” You remind him, momentarily regaining control of your vocal cords.

Sukuna sighs like complying is a chore, turning to the trembling curse before you, “You owe me.”

“Sure.”

[tojiscumdumpster]

toji core in WIFS

[fangswbenefits]

[nklsdttr]

* . . . no but hear me out, mil.ey stew.art but ripped from han.nah m.ontana, written as a siren/witch mainly inspired by supern.atural, the origi.nals, tr.ue blo.od, and ahs: re.d ti.de.

[tarsyu]

one traditional law my tribe used to have was that harming a child (not just physically, but mentally/emotionally — making them sad, experience anguish, duress, etc) was punishable by unaliving and by that logic … all rda should be unalived

[sumeruin]

not so friendly reminder that i am a minor and if you don’t want minors interacting with you don’t fucking interact with me!!! also kind of related but not really: i do not support aging up characters just to write porn about them. it is very creepy to me <3