#🥀𝓃𝓈𝒻𝓌🥀

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💜𝒩𝒮ℱ𝒲 𝒜𝓁𝓅𝒽𝒶𝒷ℯ𝓉 － ℳ𝒶𝒸𝒶𝓆𝓊ℯ，𝒲𝓊𝓀ℴ𝓃ℊ💜

Macaque - Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

To say Macaque could go on indefinitely is a bit of an understatement. Mythos and legends are known for their ability to withstand continuing the same activity without tiring for extended periods of time and he is certainly no exception. When he is set on something you best believe he will be going throughout the night until he is satisfied, perhaps even for days at a time should he so desire. His darling would do well to be able to keep up with his stamina, but if they’re a little more, well- *mortal* than he is don’t expect to be catching too many breaks. Given he has a partner that can match him in pace however he enjoys the challenge of seeing who will tire first.

Wukong - Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Pace Similarly to Macaque, once the Monkey King has set his mind to it, you best believe he’s going to go all in. He’s faster than his shadowy counterpart, going at a very rapid pace that’s hard to keep up with, but less rough with his darling than Macaque is. Capable of levelling entire mountains, exhaustion is no obstacle for Wukong, and he prefers to put all his energy into every thrust, slamming his hips against yours with a ferocious determination. And yet he makes sure to take care not to hurt you too badly, he won’t mind a little bit of bruising, after all you’re tough enough to handle it and he deserves a bit of an outlet doesn’t he? (Or so he says to himself), but he’s vigilant to make sure you don’t get hurt in any manner more serious than that, which is already far more considerate of him than what is usual for him.

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💜𝒩𝒮ℱ𝒲 𝒜𝓁𝓅𝒽𝒶𝒷ℯ𝓉 － ℱ𝒾𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓇ℴ𝓁𝓁𝒾， 𝒜𝓈𝓂ℴ𝒹ℯ𝓊𝓈💜

Fizzarolli - Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

What doesn’t get him going is a more apt question. The horny entertainer is a true resident of the lust ring, and definitely shows it. There’s hardly a moment that goes by without at least some part of his mind set on what would make his darling moan loudest. But if you wanted a sure answer, one thing you can generally rely on is playful, sexually-charged banter. Lighthearted flirting that dances the line of being obscene and subtle at the same time always gets gets his engine going without fail. Whether it’s bratty teasing or vaguely flirtatious implications, as long as it’s snappy and horny count him the fuck in.

Asmodeus - Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Oh he is fucking *Loud.* Whether he’s pounding you into the ground or getting tangled up in the bedsheets himself, he likes to be very vocal about his pleasure. Between the lewd sounds sure to fill the room, he’s a big fan of letting every wet pant and dulcet moan sound as loud as possible, alongside using the lovely low ringing notes of his voice to tease and degrade all the while. Petnames, insults, the most colourful language you’ve ever heard in your life alongside many words you’ve sure you’ve never even heard before. Not even a gag could shut him up for long, if he lets you use one. His grunts and groans are just as prevalent as his words, and twice as loud. If Fizz is joining the two of you, you can bet he’s not shutting up for a while either.

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I have a confession to make: I am a simp for Macaque (lmk) 😔👌 the charming and mysterious characters always got me specially with his villain side 🛐 if you make some yan content of him I'm all eyes, your writing makes everyone melts, it's pure fine wine 💖💖💖

Oh darling I absolutely cannot blame you, there’s something about the charismatic manipulators with a dark and troubled past that always hit so hard, it would be remiss to claim them as anything but a classic💜 There’s a Macaque bouquet in the queue right now so keep an eye out for that sweetheart, but for now here’s a drabble I wrote a while ago!

“Heeeey pal, what’s got you so down?” You stiffened at the familiar voice, quickly scanning your surroundings for the pest of a monkey. The shadows loomed taller than before, and you kept your guard up in case he decided to spring out of any of them. “What? Not gonna say hi to your old friend? And here I thought you’d be thrilled to see me.”

A sudden weight against your back slammed you against the nearest wall, holding you down by your wrists, arms pinned behind you. You snarled, gritting your teeth as his free arm pushed down against the back of your head to keep you from snapping at him. You could feel a fluffy tail curling around your ankle as he chuckled in a manner that made you want to grab him by the throat. “Awww, look at you all worked up. Now don’t you think you could expend all that energy in other ways?” The wet sound of him licking his lips directly next to your ear had you narrowing your eyes as you snapped back a thinly-veiled retort.

“I’m sure you’d love that now wouldn’t you?” His grip loosened slightly in surprise before he laughed hesitantly, shaking away the blush creeping across his cheeks. “Heh, you got some guts pal, I’ll give you that. Unfortunately I won’t be letting go to let you demonstrate so easily~” His nails dug into the nape of your neck warningly as his tail brushed up further against your leg. “You see, I kinda enjoy messing with you a little too much to let you scamper off just like that.”

You resisted the urge to shiver at his breath hot against your neck, instead opting to choose your words carefully as you braved yourself against the wall you were currently pinned to. “Aww, you enjoy being with me?” His grip faltered as his spoke unevenly in an attempt to hide his unusually flustered expression. “What? No-“

You took advantage of his surprise to step on his foot, using your elbow as leverage to flip the two of you until you were on top, the paw-like hands that had previously pinned your wrists now crushed against the wall above his head by your own fists, your back arched to squash him between yourself and the wall with a wicked grin. His expression was delectable for but a second, confused surprise still flustered from your previous comment packed into one. He quickly fixed his shock into a more stoic look, but was yet still betrayed by the steady swaying of his tail between his legs.

“Who’s all worked up now~?” You purred, looking him up and down with as much self-satisfaction as you could muster. It was easy to see the irritation in his biting gaze, just as easy as it was to hear the short gasp that left him when you pressed even closer against him, shoving one of your thighs between his legs meaningfully.

“You fucking-“ he paused, his voice pitch dropping mid sentence as you thrusted your hip forward playfully. “…oh you’re gonna regret that.”

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💜𝒩𝒮ℱ𝒲 𝒜𝓁𝓅𝒽𝒶𝒷ℯ𝓉 － 𝒜𝓂𝒷ℯ𝓇， ℬℯ𝒾𝒹ℴ𝓊， 𝒴𝒶ℯ💜

Randomised a few of these with some friends for a game, enjoy! 💜

Amber - Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Amber has always held an affinity for rabbits, so it comes as no surprise that the pace she sets (given the chance) is very rabbit-like in its momentum. Bouncing almost excitably with her signature enthusiasm and determination to do her job well that she throws into everything she does. She’s not rough though, her movements are balanced and light to hurt as little as she can manage, although if she gets a little too over-enthusiastic there’s a chance she may set too gruelling of a pace, forgetting that most people’s bodies aren’t as well-trained and adapted to strenuous work as Mondstadt’s infamous outrider’s. None of this is to say that she can’t be sensitive or romantic when she wants to, every motion is filled with adoration when she looks at you, and if you struggle to keep up with her endless stamina she doesn’t mind slowing down for you to let you catch your breath. Just don’t keep the outrider waiting for too long or you may find her so eager to jump back into it she undoes all of the energy you’d just brought back into your comparatively frail body.

Beidou - Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Perhaps it’s a commonplace one, but Beidou loves the concept of tying up her darling. Maybe it’s the sailor in her that knows a billion different knots and their uses or how skilled her hands are with the rope to the point of it only feeling natural to decorate her s/o’s body with them, but she just can’t get enough of seeing them done up so prettily like that. Not to mention it means she gets to make her darling feel good without them being able to lift a finger about it, she may be a pirate but that doesn’t mean she can’t be a gentleman about it! Seeing her darling like that as a result of her own handiwork is just the cherry on top, the fortune knots that decorate her attire are only evidence of this fact.

Yae - Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Yae is a trickster at heart, and seeing her darling making a mistake or needing her help with anything provokes her more mischievous side, life is all about give and take, and if she gives her helpless little darling a hand with whatever’s troubling them she’s going to want something in return. Makes sense, no? She’s not cruel enough to say she takes pleasure out of seeing her darling defenseless or dependant on her but it wouldn’t be entirely wrong to say that it provokes her more sadistic nature. You’re just so cute pleading for her to help you out with those wide eyes of yours, how could she *not* feel the heat that starts to light a fire in her when you beg so prettily?

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💜𝒩𝒮ℱ𝒲 𝒜𝓁𝓅𝒽𝒶𝒷ℯ𝓉 － ℬℯ𝓁𝓁𝒶𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓍 ℒℯ𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃ℊℯ💜

Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Now this is certainly easy to answer. You’d be lucky if you managed to get a breath in- between Bellatrix’s teasing, even a brief reprieve from her merciless assault against your senses between the edge of a blade tip tilting up your chin and her nails biting into the skin of your thighs as she fucks you without thought nor care towards your own pleasure outside her own. Bellatrix LeStrange is downright malicious at the best of times, and her madness-tainted mind isn’t going to clear just to let you cum after you asked nicely. She needs to see you begging on the verge of tears before she even considers letting up for a moment for you. Poor thing, almost as delirious as she is at the sight of you pleading for her to let up enough for you to catch your breath.

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💜𝒩𝒮ℱ𝒲 𝒜𝓁𝓅𝒽𝒶𝒷ℯ𝓉 － ℒ𝒶𝒹𝓎 ℒℯ𝓈𝓈ℴ ＆ 𝒞𝓁𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒶 𝒟ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓎💜

Watched the movie recently after being a fan of the books and absolutely fell in love with these two’s live action dynamic 💜

Lady Lesso & Clarissa Dovey - Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

When you have years of experience in the fairytale world under your belt there’s not much left that’ll surprise you. Especially when those years include encountering some of the most potent aphrodisiacal love potions and the most mind-altering subjugation spells. Anything there is to try Lady Leonora Lesso has most certainly at least heard of, if not tested herself. And her poor pitiful maiden of choice to test these on can feel warmth flood to her sensitivity the moment one is so much as mentioned passingly, thinking of the long nights she and Leonora spent behind closed doors. Who knew Clarissa Dovey had such an acquired taste for the more extreme side? Of course that isn’t to say that the Dean for Good wasn’t introduced to these things purely by the overseer for Evil. After all, what kind of mentor would she be if she hadn’t dabbled in these herself? She might prefer a softer approach but when she’s really stressed or riled up over something she can’t help but breath a sigh of relief when chaining her dear Leonora down to the headboard, spellbook on hand.

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💜𝒩𝒮ℱ𝒲 𝒜𝓁𝓅𝒽𝒶𝒷ℯ𝓉 － ℛ𝒶𝓈𝓅𝒷ℯ𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒞ℴℴ𝓀𝒾ℯ， ℱ𝓇ℴ𝓈𝓉 𝒬𝓊ℯℯ𝓃💜

Raspberry Cookie - Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Everyone knows the prestiged and esteemed Raspberry Cookie of House Raspberry has high expectations she is expected to meet, so it comes as no surprise to many to know she has a few dirty little secrets of her own, one of these being her weakness for a pretty face. As charming as she is and charismatic in social graces she folds like a chair internally for anyone she finds cute, and finds it hard to escape them in her mindscape for weeks to come. Much like her cousin in this matter, she cannot help but fawn over the object of her affections to the point of letting her mind wander to more unsavoury topics that are unbecoming of an heir. Whether it’s letting her mind drift to how she’d fuck her darling against a wall during a fencing match or imagining them pinned in her embrace while at a social, she keeps her thoughts to herself, but doesn’t let them stop her pursuing her darling’s hand.

Frost Queen Cookie - Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

This is… an interesting topic. Under normal circumstances Frost Queen has no kind of earthly desires, no need for food nor want for companionship. It would take a very special darling to reignite the fiery need in her frosted heart, and even then it would be a momentous occasion. Perfectly content with a non-physical relationship, to get her into the mood is no mean feat. Which is why should you manage it you’ll be witness to what a millennia of loneliness among the ice and snow have done to a touchstarved heart, her composure outmatched by her pure greed to explore everything you have to offer as if she’ll never get the chance to again.

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𝒪𝒽 𝒮ℴ ℒℴ𝓋ℯ𝓁𝓎~💕

Angela (OC) x Fem!Reader | （𝒩𝒮ℱ𝒲， 𝒹𝓊𝒷𝒸ℴ𝓃，𝒹𝓇𝓊ℊℊ𝒾𝓃ℊ，ℯ𝒹ℊ𝒾𝓃ℊ，𝒷ℯℊℊ𝒾𝓃ℊ, 𝓇ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽， 𝓉ℴ𝓅!𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉ℯ𝓇, 𝒷ℴ𝓉𝓉ℴ𝓂!𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇）

Part 1 💜

The sweet scent of lavender fogged your mind as you took a sip of the cloudy tea. It was delicate, but strong. Leaving a subtle taste you couldn’t quite name lingering on your tastebuds. Angela hummed approvingly, crossing her legs as she leaned forward, resting her elbow on the coffee table and drumming her nails against her cheek while looking at you in expectant curiosity.

“Well? How does it taste, sweetness?”

You opened your mouth to reply, but found it difficult to talk around the suddenly leaden weight of your tongue in your mouth. You felt biting panic arise in your chest, fluttering like an anxious butterfly fighting to be free of a net, but it was quickly subdued by a creeping blanket of calm falling over you, dulling your senses. The cup once shakily clutched in your hands fell out of your grasp and to the floor with a dull *thud*, that was just as easily dismissed by Angela as she pressed the back of her hand to her mouth, stifling a teasing chuckle.

“Tongue-tied are we? Not to worry dearest, I’ll take good care of you~” Carefully rising from her seat, she stepped around the table, picking her way over the tea-stained carpet before tenderly placing two pale hands against your cheeks, pulling your dizzy expression into a gentle, unyielding embrace. “Tsk tsk, it seems you’ve gone a bit dumbstruck. What am I supposed to do with you now?” Fingers glided their way across your cheeks, down your neck, and stopped to rest at the top buttons of your shirt. You attempted to move away out of reflex, only to find it was a struggle even staying upright. Your movements were sluggish and unbalanced, much to your newfound horror. Pulling you closer by your shirt collar Angela held your face still with one hand, smushing your cheeks uncomfortably in the process as her other hand moved deftly to undo your shirt buttons.

“You won’t mind if I make myself more comfortable, hm~?” She looked at you for an answer, almost mockingly. It was a struggle to move your lips in any way that made sense to your short-circuiting brain;

“mmm… d-don’t- don’t…” “You don’t mind then~? How considerate of you, sweetness.” Without waiting for your thoughts to catch up with your words she pushed you back against the backing of the plush chair, straddling herself on the newly arranged room on your lap. “Isn’t this better, sweetness? So much more comfortable.” Without hesitation she resumed her task of unbuttoning your shirt, quickly tugging it off halfway once she reached the bottom as your arms lay helplessly by your sides.

“Oh, my…” Seemingly lost for words, she reached forward to trace her fingers over your bare skin, sending a shiver down your spine as she slipped her hand beneath your bra to play with the plush softness beneath. Unable to hold herself back, she pounced forward, pressing kisses on every inch of exposed skin that evolved into nips and nibbles as time went on. Her hands explored your torso, pressing her nails into your skin and causing scratches that were sure to leave a mark. A gasp exited your lips as she sucked on one of these particularly nasty bites, staining it blue and purple to match the black splotches left by her lipstick across your upper body. Moving up to your jaw, you couldn’t help the further fluttering breaths and mewls you gasped as she peppered kisses and hickeys across your neck. Letting out a loud yelp as she smirked up at you, hand still poised in a pinching motion over your nipple. “God, I could listen to those fucking noises all day, darling. You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this.” Subconsciously, you could hear a small voice in the back of your head trying to puzzle together how that could be so when you had just met recently, but it was quickly silenced by your own growing moans as she suckled on your lower lip, only doing so much in the way of shutting you up when she pulled you in for a breathless kiss.

It was only when you started to feel yourself slipping that she pulled away, allowing the colour to drain back into your vision as you gasped for air. Intoxicated lust clouded her gaze, finally allowing you a glimpse of the lovesick adoration she held in her gaze. A sharp yank on your scalp distracted you from your thoughts, her delicate fingers entangled in your hair unnoticeable until this moment.

“Don’t black out on me now dear, the fun is just beginning.” You followed her gaze down, where you finally noticed a flash of hot pink peeking out from beneath her skirt.

“Wait- please… W-Won’t fit-“ Your voice came out as a pleading whine, the begging look in your eyes doing nothing to deter the lustfully determined look in hers.

“If that’s the case then we’ll make it fit, dearest.” Angela hushed you, petting you comfortingly. She sounded so dismissive of your pleas, so focused on the way the tip of the strap-on pushed apart the lips of your cunt, already slick with your own wetness. Giving you a few moments to catch your breath before she pushed in without warning, tearing a strangled, high-pitched mewl from your lips as she filled you to the brim in one smooth thrust. You could feel your walls hugging to the sides of her cock so snugly, it felt you had no room to spare, and yet the smooth surface of the strap-on was only shoved into your stretched pussy halfway. Pathetic babbling was all your brain could hammer together in the moment, doing nothing to mitigate the way Angela continued to inch herself in bit-by-bit. Sharpened nails sunk into your skin, pinning you down from scampering away, not like you could if you tried, given the weakened state of your body and the growing heat in your nethers that begged you to stay.

Eventually you found yourselves closer than ever before as the base of her cock pressed flush to your clit. When you glanced down you could see a bulge in your stomach from how deep her tip was buried into you, which she immediately noticed, cooing humiliatingly. You were unbearably full, moulded to her will and shape as she began to thrust, the obscene noises made as a result only outdone by the groggy moans and whimpers torn from your mouth, complimented occasionally by her utterly unbothered hums of pleasure. “You’re doing so well sweetness, being such a good little slut for mistress~”

Your simpering, whining responses only drew a disapproving tut from her as she gave a painful, sharp snap of her hips before pausing, buried three quarters of the way into your quaking pussy. “Use your words, beloved. I want to *hear* you tell everyone who you belong to. Who these marks belong to, who this body belongs to, who this pussy belongs to.”

It took all your powers of comprehension to puzzle out what was being asked of you in these moments drifting in and out of blackness, but eventually your strap-drunk brain put two and two together as pleas began to rush from your lips like running water. “It’s yours, all yours! All of it belongs to you mistress! Please!”

She gave you a saccharine smile, eyes lidded and lovesick as she pressed a kiss to your navel. “Good girl~”

The screams that echoed through the room could be described as both torturous and blissful, but when they finally ceased your pants audibly slowed as your body finally gave out to the exhaustion and sleeping medication. “Sweet dreams dearest~ I’ll be right here when you awake.” Scooping you up and throwing you over her shoulder with little trouble as if she had rehearsed it a million times before, Angela quickly left without a trace. It would be a few weeks before anyone even declared you missing, after she finished with your close friends.

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𝒪𝒽 𝓈ℴ ℬℯ𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ𝒹💙

Ash (OC) x Fem!Reader Smut | (𝒩𝒮ℱ𝒲，𝒞𝓊𝓂 𝒮𝓉𝓊𝒻𝒻𝒾𝓃ℊ ，𝒪𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓂𝓊𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃, 𝓈ℴ𝒻𝓉，𝓉ℴ𝓅!𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉ℯ𝓇, 𝒷ℴ𝓉𝓉ℴ𝓂!𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇））

Why not? 💜 Part 2

You were surprised by two arms wrapping around you from behind, a face burying itself into the back of your neck and murmuring in appreciation. You felt cool breath on the back of your neck send a shiver through you as his touch radiated a distinct chill. Gentle, tickling kisses were pressed to the back of your head in a loving manner that made you feel a sense of calm wash over you. Hands pressed against your hips to pull you close as his voice rumbled, deepened by the effects of sleep clinging to it.

“Mmm, good morning darling.”

Hesitation stuttered your movements as you considered your options before twisting in his gentle grasp to press a quick, chaste kiss to his jaw. “Oh? In a good mood are we?” He purred in delight, eyebrows raising slightly in content intrigue. You were almost caught off guard by the way his fluffy, fox-like ears lifted and stilled, much in the way a curious animal’s might. “I hope my dear angel wasn’t too hard on you last night.” Lifting your hand to press a kiss to the back of it, you could feel his smirk against your skin, almost pitying in its manner.

“No matter, I’m sure we can make up for it somehow.” The charm that crept into his smooth voice was irresistible, you couldn’t tell if he was trying to make up for the events that had transpired the night prior (and every night before that) or trying to lower your guard for something worse. Just as you were trying to puzzle out his vague words you felt the hands leaning on your hips trail down to rest on your thighs. Given his significant stature, he had to lean in quite close to accomplish this, and your surprise at his sudden proximity was quickly overshadowed by his grip on your legs *lifting* you up to sit on either side of his slim waist. You resisted the urge to fully wrap your arms around his neck in order to stop yourself falling backward, instead clutching to his collar haphazardly.

Thankfully the dizziness of having your legs swept out from under you was quickly replaced by the relief of a solid surface as Ash stepped forward to place you on the edge of the counter, never releasing his grip on you as he stood between your legs, one of his teasing smiles you can never quite seem to read playing on his lips. “Oh dear, you seem quite chilled, darling. Perhaps I should warm you up? Just look at you.” He swiped a thumb over your cheek, cupping his hand against your face. “You’re quite flushed. A fever, perhaps? Ah, but thankfully I know just the remedy.” Using his hand to tilt your chin upward, he took advantage of your pliable state to press a long, loving kiss to your lips. Sharp fangs brushed against your soft flesh as he guided you in a dance all-too familiar to him. You felt a hand squeeze your thigh, massaging the flesh as you breathed in tandem, so unlike any other contact you’d had before. It was truly enchanting, the way he had you under his spell in moments, able to quell any annoying little voices in the back of your head immediately with a single kiss.

You didn’t even think twice when you felt the thigh between your legs begin to grind against your crotch, the friction caused by the movement acting like an electric shock through your nervous system. Your back arched with a moan that caught you both by surprise. Not that it mattered when Ash quickly recovered with such a smug, self satisfied look you felt sure he was doing it on purpose to make you embarrassed.

“Someone sounds eager~”

With all the leisure in the world he continued to thrust his hip into the space between your legs, letting the gathering heat flushing your cheeks to spread and pool in your nethers. “Perhaps I should relieve some of your impatience?”

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Groans slipped from your lips as you buried your head into his sturdy chest, the steady rhythm of his thrusts stretching your already dripping hole. You could feel every curve and sensation inside yourself causing you to bite your lip as he gave you a tight-lipped smirk before gently taking your hand in his and placing the palm of your hand against your navel so you could feel the bump that protruded every time he thrusted inside.

With all the care in the world he tucked a few strands of hair out of the way of your face before snapping his hips in at a particularly deep angle, making you double backward with a moan as your back arched involuntarily. You were approaching your limit alarmingly fast, and he seemed to take notice of the way your walls tightened around him. Redoubling his speed, he took care to coax you over the edge with long, rhythmic thrusts that stretched you over him from tip to base, his humming uninterrupted by your moans and yelps. Just as you hang on the verge of cumming he lingered, stretching out the final thrust that would’ve pushed you over the edge. At the rising whimper in your throat he held the side of your face in his palm, fox-like eyes looking down at you with loving care. “Not yet, love. I want you to cum at the same time as me, can you do that?” You tried to ignore the disappointed heat in you as you nodded slightly, Ash giving you a sweet smile as he kissed your forehead, waiting for your high to dissipate before moving again. “Good, sweetheart.”

This time you reached your peak twice as quickly, and the doubt in you caused you to glance up at his face as you panted, arching your back. He gave you an affirming nod that confirmed your hopes, grabbing your waist in both hands to hold you still as he increased his pace. His eyes were focused but his posture was relaxed, unconcerned with how you twitched and writhed in his hold. When you finally tipped over the edge he slammed himself in til the brim, holding you close and full as he gasped, cumming inside. He was the first to recover his bearings from the dizzying high, gently pulling away slightly to glance down at the cum dripping from your used hole. “Spread a little further for me would you? There’s a dear~” Humming sweetly, he gathered the cum pooling out of you with the tip of his cock before pushing it all back inside you in one smooth movement to stuff you full.

“Not so worked up anymore, I hope? Let’s get you back to bed then.”

Hooking an arm beneath your thighs and one around your waist, he let you cling to his neck as he lifted you up from the countertop and carried you back into the bedroom, tail twitching in a self-satisfied manner.

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Edited the tagging system to make it a little easier for me to utilise and a bit more aesthetically pleasing, here’s a quick guide💜

💌𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓁ℯ𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇💌 - Loveletters written by your beloveds <3

🩸𝓎𝒶𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇ℯ🩸- Yandere drabbles/oneshots (you’ll be seeing this one often!)

🌹𝓈𝒻𝓌🌹 - For those looking for a tamer moment!

🥀𝓃𝓈𝒻𝓌🥀 - What it says on the tin~

☕️𝓉ℯ𝒶 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ☕️ - Anything unrelated to writing/content, just chatting stuff <3 (Feel free to drop a message!)

📸ℯ𝒹𝒾𝓉𝓈📸 - Pfp/Banner edits of characters

🕊️𝒹ℯ𝒶𝒹🕊️ - The more hardcore items on the menu (character death/gore/etc)

🖤𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀🖤 - Overall tag for writing containing dark content!

🤍𝓁𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉🤍 - For the rare occasion I write something a little sweeter for those of you who take two sugars~

💜𝒸ℴ𝓃𝒻ℯ𝓈𝓈𝒾ℴ𝓃𝓈💜 - Anon-submitted writing, keep those love confessions coming~

💜𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓃ℊ💜 - My lovely anons talking <3