#AND the dom!reader event

[l1tw1ck]

The Ferret and the Fox

Bottom!FTM!Omega!Ferret Draco x Top!AMAB!Alpha!Fox Reader

🪄 Word Count: 3k 🪄

Draco's suppressants decide to stop working in the middle of a lecture, forcing him to leave and rest in your office. Draco wasn't thinking straight when he willingly entered an alpha's territory and inadvertently tied himself to you permanently

AFAB Language Used | Hogwarts University AU | Event Request

CW: Non-Con, Brief Somnophilia, Teacher/Student (Draco is 20) Heat, Virginity Loss, Victim Blaming, Marking, Creampie, Fingering, Manipulation, Knotting

As you're teaching your class, you and the rest of your students begin to smell someone’s pheromones. Everyone seems to be looking at Draco Malfoy, who's very red. He must be in heat. You walk over to him and lean in close to him. “Malfoy, are you alright?” 

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He jumps in surprise. He looks up at you with an adorable expression. His tail is curled up on his lap. “It looks like your heat started,” You speak to him softly. “Why don't you go rest in my office until class is over?” You should tell him to see the nurse but she's so far and he’d be safe from all the other alphas. And you might get a chance with him. Draco nods gently. You help him pack up his stuff and walk him to your office, not trusting anyone to let him go by himself.

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He sits down on the couch and takes off his coat to drape it over himself. You give him the blanket you often use during your free time to nap. “I’ll lock the door so no one can come in. If you get hungry or thirsty, you can use my water bottle and take whatever you like from my mini fridge.”

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“Okay…” He turns away from you. “Thanks.”  

‎ 

You could barely hear him but you could tell what he said based on how embarrassed he seemed. You smile and leave the room. As soon as you do so, Draco kicks off his shoes and socks before properly laying down. It doesn't take long for him to fall asleep with his and your scent mixed together to comfort him. He won't say it out loud but you're his favorite teacher and the only person in Hogwarts that he truly feels safe around and trusts. While he doesn't have any romantic feelings for you, your scent is still very comforting.

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You walk into your office now that class is over. Since you don't have any more classes to teach today, you plan on taking him home. Most students take suppressants during the school year but when a student isn't able to do so for whatever reason, they take time off to go home since it’d be dangerous to be in their dorms. Draco shouldn't have any problems with taking suppressants but something obviously went wrong. You look at him sleeping on the couch, some of his clothes on the floor. You do a double take when you realize that he's only wearing underwear and his dress shirt. His clothes are conveniently placed in a way that allows you to see his light colored underwear soaked with slick, along with a small pool of it on the couch. You’ll never get over seeing an omega in heat. 

It doesn't help that the room is completely filled with his scent. You should resist and take him home but he looks too tempting. All of the alpha teachers are able to control themselves when met with the strong smell of an omega but there's something different about Draco. Or, really, something different about you.

You're willingly giving in to your instincts this time. You could go and do the right thing but you don't want to and you never really planned to in the first place. You’ve been attracted to Draco since he started your class this year. You never thought you’d have the opportunity to fuck him and now that you do, you're not going to give it up. You unbuckle your belt and free your hard cock, leaving your pants on to make the clean up easier.

You move onto the couch and stare at Draco’s sleeping face with a small smile. You feel sort of bad doing this while he's asleep but it's not like you’ll be taking his virginity. He’s 20, he must've had his first and many others by now. Right? Who wouldn't want him? If you ignore his personality, he's irresistible. You shrug off your uncertainty and take off his underwear. You bring it to your face and smell it, your cock aching for him. You move it away and focus on the real thing.

Draco makes a cute noise in his sleep, his fluffy ears twitching. He's just too adorable. You look at his soaked pussy in awe and run your finger up it, causing him to shiver. You bring your finger to your lips and taste his slick. As you thought, he tastes amazing. His tail curls up in response to your touch. 

You bite your bottom lip as you slowly inch your cock inside him. He’s tight but very slippery, it's not too hard to penetrate him. You moan at the feeling of being inside him. Nothing can compare to his pussy. You grin as an outline of your cock starts to appear on his stomach. You begin to slowly fuck into him. “God, you feel so good, baby.” 

Draco moans. His eyes flutter open. “Huh..?” He blinks a few more times. “Stop! What are you doing?!” He feels like crying. You're so big, it hurts like hell.

“Shh, this is your fault, Malfoy. You shouldn't have let me keep you here. Your pheromones are all over the room, you practically forced me to fuck you.”

“No…I…”

“Isn't this better than having some random person fuck you? Or do you have a boyfriend?”

Draco shakes his head, tears rapidly falling down his cheeks. “This…this is my first time!”

You pause. You’ve never seen him cry before, it's hot. “Really?” You feel your heart pounding. “That's okay, I’ll take care of you from now on.” You resume your gentle thrusts.

Draco sobs. “Why…?”

“If you didn't want this to happen, you shouldn't have let me bring you here. You don't understand how tempting you looked when I saw you sleeping.” You brush his hair out of his face. “You looked so sexy ruining my couch with your slick.”

He looks really embarrassed. Your pheromones seem to be calming him down though. Plus being in heat is really helping to sedate him.

“So just relax, okay? You deserve this.”

Draco nods teary eyed. You hold onto his waist and start to fuck him at a rough pace. He squeals and moans in pleasure, face red from embarrassment. “That’s a good boy, taking me so well.” You purr. You lean into his ear. “Love your pussy so fucking much, sweetheart.” You trail down to his neck and lightly suck on his skin.

He squeaks. “Ah…[Name]~ I’m sorry..”

You pause for a brief moment then slow down. You're shocked that he apologized. Despite the major changes he went through in the past, he's still prideful. He's really different when he's in heat. “If you're sorry then let me mark you. Now that I’ve had a taste of you, it’d be cruel to not let me have you. Besides, I should also take responsibility.”

Draco sniffles. You should feel bad for taking advantage of his current state but you just can't. He's too cute for you to let go. “Okay..” He closes his eyes and moves his head to show you his neck. 

You sink your teeth into his skin, immediately causing him to come. You lick up his blood and thrust harder. “You won't have to worry about anything from now on, sweetheart.” You come inside of him.

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Draco wakes up in an unfamiliar room with aches all over his body. He remembers going into heat during class…then going into your office…

Draco brings his hand to his mouth in shock. Tears run down his cheeks as he slowly begins to remember everything. He was waiting to fall in love and now he's stuck with you.

“You're finally up.” You walk into the room, holding a hot cup of tea. “I made you lemon ginger, it’ll make you feel a bit better. Oh, I also gave you some medicine for your heat. You should be okay now, at least mentally.”

He looks at you scornfully. His eyes are watery and puffy. He doesn't understand how much that's turning you on. He takes the tea despite his anger.

“You’re angry, aren't you?” You ask, sitting down at the edge of the bed. “Why didn't you take your suppressants?”

“I– I did take them!” He shouts. “I don't know what happened!”

“Shh, it's okay, sweetheart.” You rub his thigh. “Sometimes, suppressants stop working. It's rare but you’ll have to change to a different medication.”

“Don't…please don't touch me.” He's shaking very badly.

“We’re bonded now, Draco. You remember, right?”

He sniffles. “Why…”

“You know why. You let that happen to yourself. I’m sure you were conscious enough to know why you shouldn't have done that.”

“I trusted you..”

“That was a mistake. You shouldn't trust an alpha to take care of an omega in heat. In any other circumstance, I wouldn't have done anything to you, but you willingly came into my office and filled it with your scent.” You take the tea from him and place it onto the nightstand, he's shaking so much you're worried he’ll spill it and burn himself. “You know alphas have a hard time resisting.”

Draco begins to cry again. He’s whimpering and trying hard not to choke on his own tears.

“It's okay. I’ll take care of you from now on. Anything you want, I’ll do it.” You caress his cheek, pushing his hair away from his face. He begins to sob vocally, letting out visceral cries of pain. “It’ll be okay, Draco.”

You let him cry for a while and urge him to drink some tea in between. He eventually calms down.

“What will I tell my mother?” He sighs, refusing to look at you.

“Don't worry about her. I’ll make sure she won't say anything, even if you move in.”

“Wh- move in?”

“If you want to. Since you're in the university now, it won't be an issue to move out and commute from here.”

“The school wouldn't allow me to live with you.”

“You're an adult, Draco. As long as we spin the story around a bit, they’ll even insist that we live together.” You smile. “We could say you came onto me and forced me to mark you. It’s not too far from the truth.”

He frowns. He doesn't know how to feel. He finally looks at you. His cheeks redden when he notices your boner. “You- have you been hard this entire time?!”

You chuckle. “Maybe. You're just so cute when you cry.”

He looks down at his hands. “...I don’t remember what it felt like..”

“You don't?”

“It just…I know that it hurt but…”

“Do you want me to show you?”

He nods softly. “I have to be with you from now on…” He's still a little affected by his heat.

“Alright.”

Draco looks up at you timidly, his ears folded down. He’s only wearing boxers now. Your tail is swishing from side to side.

“I’ve always liked you, you know?” You happily run your hands down his body. “You're just so pretty. When I saw you walk into my class…I couldn't stop thinking about you.”

Is that why you were so kind to him?

“You always kept to yourself…it made me want to take care of you. So when I smelled your scent…I was overwhelmed.” You bring one of your hands down to his underwear. “I should've tried harder to resist but you made it so difficult.”

He whimpers at the feeling of your fingers sliding up his clothed cunt. “So….you really…hnh-”

“I love you, Draco.” 

He blushes. Even though he didn't choose you, you're the kind of person he was looking for. Someone who would love and take care of him. You smile as you notice the change in his demeanor. He's opening up to you.

“When you graduate, you won't have to worry about getting a job. You can just stay home and do whatever you like.” You remove his underwear. “You won't have to worry about anything.”

“Do…do I have to graduate?” He asks, looking at you solemnly. He's sick of Hogwarts. Even after everything that's happened, he doesn't have a single friend. Nobody trusts him or even tries to pretend they like him. Not even Harry and his friends really talk to him, they're too busy. If he doesn't have to get a job, why even bother going to that miserable place? Hogwarts used to feel more like home but after losing his friends and becoming isolated, it feels like a prison.

“Well..” You smile. “That’d make things easier.” You remove your shirt.

“I can stay here..” He feels dizzy from your scent. He triggered your alpha instincts and now you can't stop yourself from drowning him in your pheromones. “...Give you an heir..” He says almost mindlessly. You're from a long line of well respected wizards so he figures you’ll want someone to carry on that legacy.

“Draco.” Your cock is straining in your pants. “You can't say things like that to an alpha so casually.”

His tail curls. “‘M sorry..” He looks at you cutely. He's intimidated and turned on at the same time.

“It's okay, sweetheart.” You gently slide two fingers inside him. “You just have to take responsibility.”

Draco gulps, shivering with pleasure thanks to the size and roughness of your fingers. He's never been able to get off just by using his fingers but he probably could with yours.

“You're the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid my eyes on, Draco.” You look at him lovingly as you skillfully play with his pussy. “I wish our relationship started differently.”

He feels less hesitant hearing you say that. He truly believes it's his fault. “It's…it’s okay.” He looks at you with a slight smile.

“Maybe we could've had a slow burn. Where I’d help you out after class and you’d lean in a little too close…You’d blush and act like nothing happened..”

Draco starts to fantasize along with you.

“Then, some day, we'd finally go for it. My hand on your thigh, your soft lips on mine…I’d take it real slow for you.” You swarm him with loving kisses. “I’d give your pretty little tits lots of love.” You aim your kisses onto his chest. He whimpers. 

“Then I’d finger you, just like this.” You start aiming for his weak points, causing adorable moans and squirms. He shudders with pleasure and grabs your arms for stability. He's gonna come.

Draco calls out your name, toes curling as he squirts. You bring your fingers to your mouth and lick them before moving your head in between his cunt and doing the same thing. He shudders with pleasure.

You pull away. “Are you ready?”

He nods softly. His eyes trail over to your crotch, watching intently as you pull your pants down. Just seeing your hard cock through your underwear is throwing him for a loop. He has to admit, he really likes it. Draco’s mouth hangs open when he finally sees your cock in his more sober state of mind. He knows alpha’s are beyond average but this is…

“I’ll be more gentle this time.” You say, rubbing your dick along his pussy and coating it with his wetness before slowly inching it inside him. It feels agonizingly slow for you but it feels great for Draco, which is all that matters. You interlock your hand with his. His face scrunches up cutely

“Don't– don't stop–” He moans. You're stretching him out well.  

“How do you feel, baby?”

“Good– I feel good, sir~” He throws his head back and instinctively reaches for his t-cock, sliding back the hood and stroking himself gently as a dick shaped bump appears on his stomach. He looks great when he's getting fucked but there's something special about seeing him touch himself. It's hot.

You bottom out and pause. “Keep touching yourself like that for me, okay?” You gently knead his thighs.

Draco lets out a high pitched “Mhm~” as he raises his hips. He didn't think it'd ever feel this good to be so full. His eyelashes flutter beautifully as he comes again.

“Good boy.” You praise him.

He pulls his hand away and lays down, trying to catch his breath. “I…I wanna keep- keep going..”

“Are you sure?”

He nods. He's never been as sure as he is now. He's glad you didn't hold back in your office. If you didn't, he'd have no idea how amazing it feels to have you inside him, stretching him out like a new pair of boots. “I wanna feel it move..” He places his hand on his stomach. He has no clue how seductive he's being right now.

You start making short thrusts, getting him used to the feeling. “Feels okay?”

Draco nods. “‘s good-” He twitches. “You're so…so big…professor…I’m so full…”

“You like being full, baby?”

“Mhm~ I love it~” He bites his lip. There's no better tranquilizer than the combination of an alpha’s cock and pheromones. “Faster…”

You lift his legs up and roughly pound into him. “Like this?”

“Ye- yes–!” Draco moans. It looks like his heat is coming back in full swing. The medicine you gave him was pretty useless. “Ba- baby– I wanna have—” He gasps, having another orgasm.

“Don't worry, I’ll make sure to breed you properly tonight.”

His lips stretch into a wide grin. His moans get louder the longer you fuck him. His hair is a mess and his face is so, so red. You hope he remembers this time, although you're not opposed to showing him again. You cup his cheek and he leans in. His eyelids are just barely open. You’ve never felt so possessive of something or someone in your life. “Mine.” You lean into his neck and suck on the spot where you marked him. 

Draco shivers. He feels hot and dizzy. All he can think is: “knot me” “breed me” “so big” “so good” 

Your movements suddenly stutter as you feel your orgasm drawing closer. You thrust one last time before pumping him full of your seed. Draco comes again. You’re still hard.

You pull away from his neck and move him into a mating press. “One more, then I’ll knot you.” You promise, thrusting more roughly and sloppily than before. Draco wraps his arms around your back as his tail brushes against you. His head is pounding, the words “knot me” are on loop in his mind. He digs his nails into your skin.

“So deep~” He shudders, making his own markings on your back.

You're finally starting to really get affected by his pheromones. It was already pretty bad before but now, you don't feel like you're in control anymore. “‘M gonna knot you, Draco, breed you til you can't walk…fill you up with my seed..” You kiss him roughly, lightly biting on his bottom lip. Usually, it's not hard for you to go multiple rounds but there's something about Draco’s scent that’s making you more sensitive. Maybe it's because you're a pair.

“I’m coming, sweetheart-” You groan as Draco’s warm walls drag another orgasm out of you, a knot forms to keep it all inside. 

Draco smiles drunkenly, grinding his hips. “I love you..”

“I love you too.”

[niilue]

haii! can i request gojo + feminization + oral fixation + male reader?? thank you! 🩷

— gojo satoru • jujutsu kaisen —

cw: dom reader, male reader, sub gojo, feminization, oral fixation

niilue’s 3k event

“come on, satoru… show me how pretty you look.”

gojo’s cheeks were flushed pink, a stark contrast to the pale blue lace panties stretched snug across his hips. the matching garter straps clung to his thighs, accentuating every inch of his long legs. his usual cocky grin was gone, replaced with something softer — something desperate.

he was already on his knees, hands resting on his thighs, fingers twitching as he glanced up at you from under his snowy bangs. his lips, usually quick with teasing remarks, now trembled slightly, parted just enough for you to catch a glimpse of his pink tongue.

“you’re quiet,” you murmured, stepping closer. your fingers brushed over his jaw, tilting his chin up so his ocean-blue eyes met yours. “what’s wrong? cat got your tongue?”

gojo swallowed hard, his gaze flickering between your face and the obvious bulge pressing against your pants. he licked his lips without even realizing it — that pretty, pouty mouth of his already working in ways he didn’t even need to think about.

“you want something, don’t you?”

his nod was immediate, but his voice was barely above a whisper. “please…”

“please, what?”

a whine slipped past his lips as he shifted on his knees, the garters digging into his skin with every movement. he looked wrecked already, just from your presence, his usual bravado stripped away the moment he put on the lace.

“want… want it in my mouth,” he whispered, voice trembling with need.

“of course you do.”

you let out a soft chuckle, tracing your thumb along his lower lip. he sucked it in without hesitation, his eyes fluttering shut as he hollowed his cheeks, sucking gently. the way his tongue swirled around your thumb was obscene — slow, deliberate, like he was savoring every second of having something between his lips.

“such a good little thing,” you murmured, watching how his lashes fluttered with every movement. “you love having your mouth full, don’t you?”

gojo whimpered around your thumb, nodding as his hips twitched involuntarily. you could see the bulge straining against the lace panties, a wet patch already forming at the front. he was completely gone — needy, desperate, falling apart just from this.

pulling your thumb from his mouth with a soft pop, you ran your fingers through his hair, gripping it just enough to make him gasp.

“open.”

his mouth fell open immediately, tongue out, eyes wide and glassy as he stared up at you. the sight was almost too much — gojo satoru, the strongest, kneeling at your feet, dressed up like your personal plaything, ready to take whatever you gave him.

“good boy,” you whispered, undoing your belt. “now, be sweet and keep sucking until i tell you to stop.”

and as your cock pressed past his lips, gojo moaned, his lashes fluttering again as he eagerly took you in, losing himself completely to the warmth, the weight, the taste.

word count: 490

[livelaughlovesubs]

hello! do you write for ratio? if yes, I would like to request for Ratio + the beg prompt from the event.

Thank you in advance, have a nice day.

Ratio and begging? That’d be such a treat hehe.

Dom!reader x sub!Ratio

Warning: teasing, degradation (a little only), begging, flustered veritas~

Anniversary event

Dr. Veritas Ratio was a smart man. In fact, he’s borderline a genius. At least that’s how he’s known to the outside world, and how he’s described in various papers. When you two were alone, you’d always call him—

You leaned back against your work desk, hands flat on the wooden surface as you held yourself up. The room wasn’t special in any sense, the only eye catching thing had to your visitor, who was currently disturbing your work. Veritas groaned in annoyance, standing awkwardly in the middle of the room, crossing his arms before his chest. He shoot a rather serious glare at you, before squeezing the bridge of his nose and mumbling, “listen, I won’t repeat myself, I just-”

“I don’t think you can give me that attitude when you barged into my office.” You scoffed, tapping the table with your index finger impatiently. “Now try again.” The male frowned a little, then sighed, “I want to know when you get off work today..” he trailed off, gaze fixating on the decoration around the room, as if he didn’t want to meet your eyes.

Such a weird person, he’s intentions are so easy to read, yet his actions don’t match up. Does he himself doesn’t know what he wants? “Why do you want to know?” He blinked, staring back at you now. With some dreadfully obvious hesitation, he answered, “if you don’t want to tell me, it’s fine.”

Yes, he knew he was acting like a fool, and that his reasonings didn’t make any sense. It was so different from his usual self. Can’t you take some pity on him and stop looking at him with these judging eyes? “Why don’t you make up your mind first before coming here, doctor.” You said, getting up from the furniture and taking a few steps forward, until you were inches away from him. There, you leaned forward, and he instinctively back up as you basically insulted him, “after all, only an idiot speaks before thinking.”

“I did make up my mind.” he snarled, the blush on his cheeks deepening at the closeness. Yet the expression on his face was more like a grimace, as if he’d seen a bug. “So? What do you want, doc?” You wondered, even though you knew the answer, and he knew that you’ve seen right through him as well. “I want us to meet later—”

“no.” You cut him off suddenly, reaching one hand out to tug his hair behind his ear, cupping his cheek. “Not that. What you want us to do once we meet. Gosh, I thought you could read between the lines.” The words you uttered were clearly mocking, but he wasn’t offended, all he did was furrow his brows as a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead. All this was ridiculous, he blamed it all on that swaying, stubborn heart of his. The reason why he’s here in the first place.

Veritas clasped one hand over yours, as if worried you might pull away and leave, and he whispered, “I want you to… do that to me, again.” You hummed, teasing him, “what is it again? I don’t remember~” in response to your playful comment, he squeezed your hand, glaring at you with gritted teeth and a flushed face. Was that too much for his poor pride? Right, he was a sensitive man, you had to take it slow with him.

“Fine, I won’t tease. But if you want something, veritas, shouldn’t you ask nicely?” You tried to not smirk at him, though you weren’t sure if your body cooperated. He didn’t reply for a while, his free hand clenched into a fist before he tried again, “will you do that with me again? Err.. please?” Definitely nicer than he usually is. This boy really has such a foul mouth. “I’m not sure I have time today.” You acted as if you were deep in thought, thinking hard about it.

At least this time, he knew the implications behind it, you weren’t satisfied with him. This time, he was the one who closed the distance between you two, your noses almost touched as he asked with an expression anyone else would mistake as anger, “can you please, uhm.. please hold me like last time?” He was almost shaking with humiliation and embarrassment, why did he have to be this unsightly whenever he was in your presence?

You smiled, still not agreeing to his request. “I beg of you…?” Ratio pondered if these words would work, he wasn’t used to asking others for favours in this manner. One because he never thought it’d work, and two, most of the time he only did business transactions where both sides would get mutual benefits. When he sah the corners of your lips twitch, he was sure of it, this shameful display actually worked.

“See? It wasn’t that hard.” You stroked his hair, eating up that delicious expression spread across his features. It’s not everyday you get to see him like this. “You could have saved so much time if only you did this from the beginning.” He opened his mouth, probably about to argue. Now that he got you to agree, you can’t take it back anymore anyway, so he didn’t have to act all pliant anymore.

But you beat him to it, grabbing his collar and yanking on it, whispering with pure amusement, “—such a dumb little puppy.”

[rafesteddy]

+18 - unedited

Thinking thoughts about Rafe’s big hands in your hair, grabbing your cheeks, hooked under your chin so he can have your pretty eyes on his, laced around your neck tight enough to feel your rapid pulse thump under his broad palm…

Dreaming about his fingers pressing through your plush lips, swirling around your tongue, pushing back to check how much his good girl can take.

Thinking thoughts about the rough pads of his fingers circling your nipples, pinching and twisting just right. Picturing his firm grip on your hips, guiding you and pulling you right where he wants you. He doesn’t even ask most of the time, switching positions with a heavy hand, leaving you gasping on the mattress.

Thinking thoughts about Rafe’s handprint leaving its mark after spanking and grabbing your ass, kneading your soft flesh while you grind on his lap. Rafe’s hands are so much bigger than yours; his touch, much stronger, euphoric when he finally presses against your wet panties. Rafe can never get enough of the delicate material slicked with your wetness, arousal pooling on the fabric, sticking to your hot skin. Rafe hums out a hungry groan as the color of your panties shifts practically transparent; completely ruined before he even pulls them aside. Rafe’s strong hands twist around them, gripping it in his big fist, making his bicep flex, teasing you with a few hindered thrusts as he pictures is long, thick cock gliding in an out.

Thinking thoughts about Rafe’s perfect hand tracing your clit, gliding through your soaked folds, pinching and rubbing your bud til tears well in your starry eyes. Rafe makes you suck in a sharp breath as he slaps your pussy again and again, thighs pulling in quickly. His hands grab your thighs, pressing them down on the mattress with a look of warning, making you tuck your bottom lip between your teeth, staring up at him with that needy gaze that he loves.

Dreaming about Rafe getting you off effortlessly, your sensitivity peaked. The moment the band of his cold, gold ring circles your clit, you're coming undone—thighs trembling as you pulse around nothing. Your climax drools from your pretty pussy, Rafe, gliding his fingers up your slit with a smirk before sucking them clean.

Thinking thoughts about Rafe’s perfect digits finally pushing inside, making you cry out his name as you grip the sheets. His lips press against yours as his long, thick fingers curl and scissor inside you, the man painfully hard from watching you get off on his hands alone.

“You wanna come on my fingers, baby? C’mon. Fuckin’ do it, princess. Let me have it. Yeah?”

And when he gets you off with his hand, he never lets up, keeping his pace, palm clapping against your clit ruthlessly with each push, pussy squelchy lewdly until you melt into the mattress beneath him. Rafe watches with lust-laced eyes as you lift his hands to your lips, kissing his fingers one by one.

[kakushino]

number 3, romance, aizetsu, nsfw

𝕴 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖇𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚’𝖗𝖊 𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖊𝖙

𝟷𝟶𝟶𝟶 𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱

AN: Hope you like subby Aizetsu uwu

It was dangerous to do this, his brothers were right next door, playing video games together while you and Aizetsu went to eat a few snacks. Well, your boyfriend did look like a snack, and you could hardly keep your hands to yourself - but you didn’t even want to do that to be honest.

You take a moment to admire him, the pyjama bottoms a soft blue totally clashing with the purple joke shirt Urogi had given him last year. Complete with a man-bun, he looked like a loser, but he was your loser and most importantly, he looked ready to eat.

You were playing games with him today. Poor poor Aizetsu didn’t know what was coming for him when the sun rose over the horizon. It was time for another dose of your special brand of love.

You stepped closer to him and hugged him from the back, your hands resting lightly over his abdomen, face snuggled against his broad back. His chuckle vibrated against your cheek, bringing a smile to your lips. One of his hands covered your own as he rummaged through the snack cabinet.

In an unguarded moment, you slipped your fingers underneath his pyjama bottoms.

“Hey-” he could barely get a word out to scold you but you were already caressing his quickly hardening cock, earning you an adorable whine. You stroked him with feather light movements, your pointer finger swiping over the tip teasingly.

“I’ve barely touched you and you’re already leaking. You’re a little pervert, aren’t you?” you purred into his ear, standing on your tippy toes. 

Aizetsu grit his teeth, holding back his whimpers. “It’s your - it’s your fault. You’re the perv-pervert- fuck-” He slapped a hand over his mouth to stop any more noises coming out.

Despite his complaints, his hips seemingly moved on their own, thrusting up into your hand.

“Your body is more honest than your mouth,” you whisper against his ear. “That’s why I like you best when you’re quiet.”

Aizetsu whimpered feebly against his hand, lashes dewy with unshed tears at your relentless teasing. No matter how much he wanted to deny you, how much he didn’t want to admit it, you had him eating out of your palm and wrapped around your ring finger. 

You squeezed around his cockhead a little more, swiping your thumb over the slit before you started to pump him slowly again.

His breathing soon grew more ragged, his muscles quivering, the coiling knot of pleasure ready to snap-

You pulled your sticky hand back, making him hump the air in desperation. “N-no, please-” he choked out, hiccuping softly. 

You shushed him, kissing his cheek as he clutched onto you tightly. “You can’t let your brothers hear us,” you chided him with a smirk. A roar of laughter echoed from the living room - a reminder you weren’t alone. 

Aizetsu nearly sobbed in despair at the cruelty of your games with his pleasure. This was the third time today you had edged him. When would the torture end? When would he finally get to cum? 

You bestowed little pecks on him wherever you could reach. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll let you cum when everyone goes to bed. How does that sound, hmm?”

Reader-chan is so mean :(( I would have let him cum as many times as he wanted

[sinsmockingbird]

ARACHNE!OAK CASKET | Event

PAIRING: Oak Casket x Afab!Reader

WARNINGS: Smut, NSFW, Sub!Reader, Dom!Character, Arachne!Oak Casket, Human!Reader, Monster Fucking, Oviposition, Eggpreg, Fingering, Breeding, Belly Bulge

AUTHORS NOTE: On to the third part! This was the most downright degenerate thing I've written in a long time. I went all out with monster fucking for Oak.

WALKING OUT of your home that you inherited from your Grandmother months ago, you made your way to the cellar doors. You grabbed the rusted handles and pulled on them, opening them up to a staircase. Walking down each step, you ran your hand against the stone wall for stability. Once you were at the bottom, you sweeped your eyes through the darkness as you walked to the middle.

You reached your hand up, grabbing a beaded string and pulling on it, and you were immediately greeted by some light as the light overhead clicked on. You dusted your hands against your pants after, eyes sweeping over the dark corners of the cellar, seeking out something- or rather someone, through the darkness.

When you saw movement in one corner, you squinted your eyes and made your face forward, voice echoing through the cellar. "Found you! You can't hide from me in the dark corners anymore Oak-"

"Are you sure?" When a soft, chilling voice spoke up from behind you, you felt goosebumps rise onto your skin before you quickly turned around, gasping as a cold hand pressed against your cheek. "I believe you've failed once again, my little human."

You let out a squeal of surprise as she picked you up into her arms, carrying you like you weighed nothing over to a part of the cellar that held her web. She layed you down onto a soft, silk bed of webs, giving you a smile that flashed her long canines. You shivered at the sight, eyes taking in her monstrous body that you've come to love.

Oak's lower body was that of a huge black monstrous spider that sat supported by six thick, muscular legs that were covered in ash grey hair. Her torso and up, however, were that of a human woman - a very naked human woman. Your eyes momentarily paused on her round breasts, before flicking up to her four red eyes, and you noticed her raised eyebrow.

"You know you don't have to stare," Oak purred, leaning down and grabbing one of your hands before moving it to cup her breast, making you suck in a breath. "You can touch them whenever you wish to."

"I- I know..." You mutter, feeling your face flush as you give her breast a squeeze before pulling away and ducking your head in embarrassment. "B-But I didn't come down here for that!"

"Oh? Then what did you come down here for, little one?" Oak inquired, shuffling her body closer to you and lowering herself down until she was sitting down besides you.

"I just came to see how you were doing..." You answer, instinctively leaning against her spider body, sighing at the warmth emitting from her. "Winters coming up, so I wanted to see if you were ready for it. I'd invite you inside, but..."

Oak let out a warm chuckle as you motioned towards her large, lower body, and she already knew what you meant. "I wouldn't fit inside, yes I know. Don't worry, little one, I'll be alright."

"Are you sure? I don't want you to freeze!" You quickly pushed, looking up at her with wide eyes. "I can get you some extra heaters down here than just the one! It'll cost a bit but it's worth it to-"

"Shush," Oak pressed a delicate finger to your lips, shushing your rambling as she smiled down at you. "The one will do just fine."

You gave her a look, but when she simply raised her eyebrow at you again in challenge, you just let out a sigh and decided to leave it there. "Okay, fine. But please let me know at anytime if you need more heating down here."

Oak chuckled before nodding her head, moving her hand to pet the top of your head with a gentle smile. "I'll make sure I do."

With that you nuzzled yourself against her large abdomen, a hand reaching out to caress one of her slender legs that she had tucked under herself as she sat. You heared Oak Casket hum at the feeling, and felt her fingers begin to run through your hair in a soothing manner, working the few knots. You say there in comfortable silence for a little while, before you heard her speak up in a more hushed tone.

"My eggs are ready," Oak's voice rang out through the air, and her words quickly caught your attention. "If you still wanted to carry them-"

"I do!" You spoke so quickly that they surprised not only yourself but her as well. "I-I mean, I do still want to carry them and if they are ready I'm ready as well to carry them at anytime-!"

"Would you be ready to start today?" Oak asked, her words making you freeze momentarily as you registered her words, your eyes immediately connecting with hers.

"I- yes." There wasn't a hint of hesitation in your voice as you stared up at her with determination, and you watched a smile spread across her lips, her fangs flashing at you.

"Alright then, shall we get started?" You didn't hesitate by nodding your head when the words left Oak's mouth.

Oak Casket smiled, and slowly got up onto her long, sturdy legs. You didn't need to be asked before you began taking your clothes off, shivering at the chill air hitting your exposed skin. You heard her hum at the sight of your body as you moved to lay down on soft bed of web, positioning yourself onto your back and moving to spread your legs open.

You were already wet, slick dripping down your aching cunt and thighs and onto the bed of webs below you. You looked up with a flushed face, eyes quickly moving towards Oak's own slicked slit, seeing it glisten with her own juices. You knew that that wasn't the main slit Oak planned on using tonight, and the thought of her other made you shiver in anticipation.

"Already so wet... but far from ready to carry my eggs. I need to prep you properly." Oak mused, licking her lips as she moved towards you, tucking her six legs under her dark abdomen as she lowered herself to the ground.

She reached down and grasped your hips into her human hands, lifting them up effortlessly and raising you slightly up from the bed of webs. You whimpered as she propped you up against her body, moving your legs to settle themselves on either side of her torso. The position gave her a better and closer view of your soaked cunt, and feeling her eyes trained on it made you clench around nothing.

"Oh your going to look so pretty all swollen with my eggs... all flushed and fucked full," Oak mused, one hand moving down to settle itself ontop of your stomach, making your muscles tighten. "Just need to prep you properly, I don't want you to break on me now."

Her other hand moved to brush against your sex, making it flutter with need as she ran her fingers teasingly through your folds. You let out a moan, whimpering softly at the feeling of her slender fingers playing with you. You sucked in a sharp breath as she rubbed her thumb against your clit, making your body jolt a bit against her.

"Does that feel good, little one?" Oak purred, her voice dripping with lust as she pressed against your clit and rubbed it harder.

"Y-Yes!" You gasped, arching your back a little and staring up at her with desperation. It hadn't been that long and you were already so desperate for her. "P-Please, Oak..."

"Patience, I want you to be nice and ready for me and my eggs, first." Oak stated, giving you a smile, her white hair falling in front of two of her red eyes as she leaned down a bit more towards you.

You sucked in a breath and let out a moan as she moved two of her fingers in between your folds, spreading you perfectly around them as she slid them in. Your walls immediately clenched down around her digits, causing her to let out a breathy moan as she felt them pulse. Oh she wanted to stuff you full already but she couldn't risk hurting you.

So Oak began to thrust her fingers in and out of you, slowly spreading you open more before slipping a third inside. She shuddered at the feeling of your walls fluttering around her fingers. She couldn't stop herself from spreading them apart inside you, spreading you open wider and making you more slick by the second.

"Still too tight," Oak murmured under her breath, frowning slightly as wiggled her fingers inside you. "Let's try a fourth."

You sucked in a breath as you felt Oak push a fourth finger onto you, spreading you wider. You felt so full with her fingers, but you knew the fullness from them wasn't going to stack up to what was coming. Oh the thought sent you dripping more slick.

"S-So... Mmn! So full!" You whimpered, hands clenching at the webs under you, stomach aching as a familiar coil was beginning to form in your gut.

"Oh, little one, wait until I fill you up, your going to be filled," Oak stated, her voice holding humor as she fucked her fingers faster into you. "Your going to be absolutely filled with my eggs, so heavy and pretty."

"Oh god..!" You moan at the image of you pregnant and full of her eggs, carrying them just for her.

The thought and image is enough to send you other the edge with a sharp cry, body shaking against her as you came. Oak moaned as you squirted around her fingers and onto her spider abdomen, staining her dark body with your juices. The sight aroused her even more, and she shifted herself a little as she felt that ache start up under her.

"Ugh, so pretty." Oak moaned, slowly pulling her slicked flingers from your cunt, quickly bringing them to her mouth and sucking the slick of them and letting out a low groan at the taste. "You taste so good, little one."

You groan at the sight of her licking your slick off her fingers, your head falling back against the bed of webs, feeling yourself becoming slick once again at the sight. Once she's finished, Oak moves to lift your body up from webs for a moment, bringing you up until she can press her lips against your neck, running her fangs along your fragile skin.

"This will hurt for a moment, little one, but I promise it's gonna feel so good after," Oak murmurs against your skin, and you suck in a sharp breath as you feel her fangs dig into your neck.

You can feel her venom quickly take effect, leaving your skin tingling before becoming a bit numb. You can feel your cunt blossom with a firey ache of need. You begin panting and whining, hands reaching out to clutch and big at Oak's beautiful, white skin. She cradles you gently for a moment, kissing your neck, shoulder and then your face as she lays you back onto the bed of webs.

"Shhh, little one, it's okay, I've got you," Oak reassures, moving her hands delicately across your shaking body. "Your prepped well, so I won't leave you waiting any longer."

Oak moves a hand under your head, cradling it gently and lifting it softly, to allow your eyes to gaze at her dark abdomen. You suck in a breath and whine needily as you watch her ovipositor begin to slip through her second slit. It's glistening with her slick, long and coming to a curved point at the tip. The sight makes your body tingle with need, your cunt pulsing.

She moves above you, rubbing the curved, pointed tip between your folds, and through the numb of your body, you can feel the pressure of it. You let out quiet whimpers and moans, watching the tip intently as it begins spreading you open. You suck in a sharp breath as it slips inside, each inch of it spreading you wider and wider.

Oak makes sure to go slow, pausing for a few seconds one she sinks an inch into you, her jaw clenched in pleasure as she let's out deep groans. She can feel your walls clench around her length, squeezing it tightly and sucking it deeper into you. Your cunt was being so greedy that it was taking everything in her to not immediately slip her eggs into you.

"Ough... so tight," Oak moans under her breath, sheathing her entire ovipositor inside your cunt, hearing you cry at it all being inside you.

"O-Oh god!" You whine, body shaking as a slight pain shoots through your body, feeling like a pinch through the numbness as you feel her tip pressing, and lightly hooking against your cervix.

Oak quickly pulls out a bit, not wanting to hook on just yet. She wanted to make sure you'd be prepped for her eggs now. So, beginning slowly before speeding up, she began thrust in and out of you, dragging her length against your gummy walls, letting out groans as you clench around her.

She bit her lip, letting out a low moan as she felt her abdomen tighten, feeling her eggs oh so ready to be delivered inside you. But she held on, fucking into you faster, making sure she doesn't press her entire weight onto you as she rocks back and forth.

"Going to fill you..." Oak panted, groaning as she pressed her length deeper into you, the tip beginning to hook onto your cervix. "Going to fuck my eggs into you, oughh-!"

Letting out a cry along Oak's moan, she buried her ovipositor all the way inside you, the tip hooking on to the entrance of your womb, slipping slightly inside. Your body tensed in pain, aches coursing through your body even through the numbness. You felt large, oval shapes begin to slip into you, spreading you farther open.

Your head fell back and your body tensed as you felt the entrance of your womb be forced open more as Oak's eggs begin to push themselves inside you. After a few, long seconds, the first pushes through and enters your womb. You all but black out for a few moments at the feeling, moaning as you feel your stomach bloat a bit from the one egg.

"One..." Oak gasped, her own head thrown back as relief flooded her as she felt her eggs exit and move into you. She knew she had about four eggs in total, so she only needed to push three more into you. "Doing so good, little one, oughh- t-three more."

You can't quite hear what Oak is saying, to hazed with lust, too focused on the feeling of a second egg pressing into your womb. You aren't sure on how long it takes for her four eggs to be deposited into your womb, and you aren't sure when she pulled out of you.

"Oh look at you, little one!" Oak cooed, moving to cradle your exhausted body against her as she rests next to you, one of her hands moving down to settle itself on top of your swollen stomach. "So full and round... filled by my eggs."

You glance down at your stomach, body shivering as Oak caresses your stomach so delicately. You give a doft smile, moving your own hand onto your stomach. "I- I'll carry them... carrying them for you."

"Yes, yes you are, little one," Oak agreed, leaning down to kiss your head tenderly as she interlaced your hands together. "Your doing so good already, I don't trust anyone but you to carry them to delivery."

You smile, snuggling yourself against Oak's warmth, your eyes falling closed as exhaustion hit you. "I'll make sure they're healthy..."

Oak smiles, chuckling softly as she runs her fingers through your hair, the touch lolling you to sleep. "I know you will. Now rest, little one, I'll be here when you wake."

ENDING NOTES: Oak's part was definitely the one that I let myself get carried away with. I decided to go all out and write this, well clearly, heavily monster fucking coded.

[jayparked]

hii! i dont know if u write for male / gn readers but if you do can you write 93 with jake? like reader is an idol too and they havent seen eachother for a long time so they are just so pent up?? i totally get it if you cant or dont write it but i wanted to try my chance ahah (-w-)

warnings: dirty talk, pet names, body worship

wc: 421

"it took everything in me not to touch myself every night to the thought of you. fuck, just hearing your voice alone was enough to drive me crazy. but, i held out for you," jake groans proudly, finally able to roam his hands along your body. he's painfully hard, his clothed erection pressed firmly against your skin. he has you pinned against the wall of your hotel room, one of his knees between your legs and it takes everything in you not to grind against his muscular thigh. you're trying to hold on to what little bit of sanity you have left, brain foggy after just getting done with your own concert a few hours ago.

"i missed you so much. you have no idea how hard it was watching you on stage and not just running up there and having my way with you on that stage."

you laugh, playfully pushing at jake's chest. "you'd have your way with me in front of thousands of people?"

"my love, no one could keep me from you." he taps your thigh, motioning you to jump. you do so with ease, wrapping your arms around his neck and peppering sweet open mouthed kisses along his face and neck. jake groans at your affection, moving you to the bed before tearing at your clothes.

jake murmurs sweet words in your ear and against your skin as his hands and mouth continue to explore familiar territory. even though his cock is red and painfully throbbing, he takes his time worshipping your body, not letting any inch go untouched by him. in his mind, he has a lot of lost time to make up for. so, he's determined to make this night last as long as possible, thankful that neither of you have any schedules in the morning.

you can't help but grow impatient, whining and groaning nothing but useless noises as the man continues to fawn over your body.

"what do you want from me, love?" jake's veiny hands grope your skin firmly, eyebrow quipped in anticipation.

"want you to ruin me," you exhale beneath him. jake smiles softly, eyes twinkling before placing a quick kiss on the tip of your nose.

"my baby, so impatient. tell me everything you missed about me and i'll give you what you want," jake whispers, lining himself to your hole, wanting to wait until your talking so he can see that caught off guard look on your face he loves seeing so much as he fills you up.

for part of my 1k follower celebration send me a member and a number from this list and i'll write a short drabble about it ♡ masterlist

[yuanology]

13 22 24 w geto

geto suguru was not a fool. he knew from the very beginning this would only lead to mistake after mistake. and yet, he was greedy for the taste of you, for the warmth of your presence, that he was willing to take that risk.

his body was shaking with the upteenth orgasm. the world around him was already blurring, ache bleeding into pleasure bleeding into want bleeding into hurt. but suguru was an endurer, one that would curb all of his carnal desires and distaste for the feeling of you with him for however long you would have him.

it had been months since you last met him, months since you last held him like this. he had craved your presence, an intoxicating drug that had led to a low performance and a high concern-rate from all those around him. one of his people had even had to call you to get you here, to make you touch him and love him and fuck him as if nothing was wrong in the world.

and for a moment, as you fucked him lazily, nothing was wrong.

"tell me, suguru." your voice was a low drawl, hovering over the skin of his nape. your warm breath caused goosebumps to rise over the ridges of his spine, made him whimper at the now growingly familiar feeling of having you intimately. "what do you want from me?"

his mind went pleasantly blank, static clogging his ears, when your cock caught onto his prostate. for a long moment, he could do nothing but let out an extended moan, his face meeting the soft surface of the ridiculous plush pillows of the ridiculous penthouse that you prepared just for tonight.

"i want you," he slurred out.

you chuckled, your mouth ghosting over his jaw now. you thrusted into him pointedly, earning yourself an oversensitive whine from deep within his chest. "you already have me."

"i want you," he repeated, the words choked this time. "all of you."

silence reigned in the bedroom for a long time, long enough that it made him wonder if perhaps he had said the wrong thing. it wouldn't be the first time. he had said many wrong things in the past, leading to many disastrous talks. he didn't want to lose you now, not when you were so close to him.

he opened his mouth to apologise quickly, but the sound of his words quickly faded into a half-scream when you picked up your pace. your hips snapped into action, a distinct contrast to the way you had been fucking into him lazily for the good past hour.

suguru let out a confused noise, half a whine and half a whimper, at the sudden change. he didn't mind it, not at all, but was this a reward or a punishment? he couldn't tell.

you groaned in his ear, low and ruined. "you'll be the death of me," you muttered. it was a thoughtless thing, he knew, but he couldn't help the fear that struck in his chest at the sound of your words.

you'll be the death of me, and it was possible that he could be. standing on opposing sides of the war, he would never hurt you by his own hand, but his orders could. it could be suguru's commands that caused your demise, that pushed you over the edge, that destroyed you in the end.

it was a terrifying thought. one that he did not want to indulge. not right now. not until he was alone in his room with no more of you to accompany him, when he had to be geto suguru; untouchable and unkind.

because right now, everything was right. right now, he had you in his arms. he didn't want you to go, didn't want things to go back to the way it was supposed to. he wanted to be selfish, to be your suguru and not the rest of the world's.

"slower," suguru begged. his words were slurred, broken. he wasn't good at lingering, at staying too long anymore, but he wanted to stay now. he wanted to relish in this moment, in having you by his side as his for however long he could have you. "i want to make this last."

a ragged sob escaped him when he realised you weren't listening. not because of the lack of ability to, but because of the lack of want to. the movements of your hips were sharp as you fucked into him. he should be unsurprised. you were uncompromisable when it came to suguru's pleasure, always giving him more and more until he couldn't take it. until he overflowed with wanton desire.

it's not a surprise that he cried when he came, back arching of the bed as he stained his own chest white, entirely untouched. you praised him as you wiped the tears away, told him how good he had been for you, how good he felt as you chased your own pleasure. he leaned into your touch, whined for more as he forced himself to keep awake for as long as he could.

even so, suguru realised as you wiped him clean, swaddling him in warm sheets and holding him close for the last time that night, would it be better to watch as you left?

after all, what he never told you was that his tears were not simply those of pleasure and overstimulation. it was also the product of his grief.

thank you so much for your request & support! i hope you enjoyed this one <3 (even if it did turn out being ridiculously angsty for no reason at all. i read a similar fic along this premise and the brainrot rotted.)

[1-800-jewon]

Take a Slice!

"I'm gonna sleep cause you live in my daydreams."

Pairing: Jung Wooseok x reader.

For: @prince-jjae. MDNI!!

You walked out of the club, pulling along your boyfriend as you fumed, angrily huffing as you got to the car. Your boyfriend just walking along as you held his hand, mind hazy and drunk from drinking. You drove home, opening the door and taking off your shoes. How dare that girl try to grind on your boyfriend, how dare she try kissing him. You laid down on your bed, grumbling. You watched as your giant of a boyfriend laid down by you. Your boyfriend being tall was a disadvantage even more so when he was 6'3. He looked at you, smiling. "I love you honey." You looked at him, he was probably sobering up by now. Then an idea came to your head, you didn't want him to sober up, you wanted him drunk on you. You got on top of him, pulling off his shirt and pulling his pants down. You reached into the side drawer and pulled out some rope, tying his hands to the headboard. He watched as you took off your clothes, grinding down on his hardening dick. He whimpered as you spread your hole, sinking down slowly on him. He watched with blurry eyes as you rode him, crying out how big he was and how full you felt. You leaned down and pressed a kiss to his lips, black polished nails pinching one of his nipples. You felt as his hips moved, trying to get you to continue. You pushed his hips down, riding him 'til you came, riding out the high you felt. He moaned out, crying to you how good he felt, how much he loved you and how he only needed you. You looked down at him smirking, pressing a finger to his heart.

"That's right, who's your daddy now, bitch."

Hope you like it!

[svgvru]

i am literally begging you to expand on the pregnancy kink with suguru thirst right now, holy shit. —yuanology

✮ THIRSTIN' OVER...SUGURU! dw pookie i gotchu!! | lets just start off with the fact that ftm! or amab!—suguru geto has a breeding kink, alr. like he has this obsession with the warmth he gets from your cum in him, sometimes he'll ask you to plug his hole with your cock when the both of you r going to sleep. he's always felt so cold. he's always felt so bitter, and just negative. he consumes the worst parts of human life after all, its reasonable that he'd become obsessed with the only thing that can keep him warm and happy. and you know another thing that makes him happy? children. it might just be his hormones, that make him enjoy taking care of children n being around them, but he did take in two five-year-olds, so whats the problem with wanting more?

that's likely the reason why he's so obsessed with having you cum in him. even if he can't get pregnant, he has the fantasy of being round-bellied with your kids. they're adorable, right? why not? and it feels so warm everytime. he'll beg for you to fill him up every time, and if you don't fuck your cum into him he'll cry. he's also the type to fuck your cum back into him if it starts to drip from him. and if you buy into it??? oh, get ready for a mess. phrases like:

"fill me up, please!"

"make me mommy..." *trust—he's crying "i can be a good mommy!"

"make me round wit'your cum!"

...are phrases that he's constantly moan in your ears! and hes always so polite and end with a high-pitched 'please!'

phrases like:

"lets make a baby, yeah?"

"i bet you'd be a pretty mommy."

"want me to get your tummy round with my baby? bet you'd look gorgeous."

...that you say to him would get him cumming n fast.

(he lowkey loves feminization...he just does that shit on accident. "im a good girl, i can take it!" he's a SLUT) he'll beg you to fuck him till he's sticky with cum and can't think. i mean he has fantastic stamina as a sorcerer, it'd be a perfect match.

꒰ n: idk what else to write. ill probably come up with something else later. actually...i feel like i went overboard lol. hope i did this justice 😀👍🏾 ꒱

[quinloki]

Birthday Request Event

"It's my birthday and I'll write what I want to \o/"

Gift Details ♥ Reader: AFAB!reader Character: Trafalgar Law Kink: #4 Orgasm Denial Prompt: #1 "Beg for it." Gift Giver: @likesugarandcyanide

Summary: Law has you on edge, and that's where you'll stay until you've stated your needs in a properly detailed manner.

Content Notes: so much dirty talk, oral given, vaginal sex, use of slut affectionately, pet names, swearing, loads of begging.

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

You struggle, twisting futilely in a hold that doesn’t afford you as much movement as you expected. Save for a pair of socks, you were naked in bed, a fully-clothed Trafalgar Law between your thighs. One leg was over each of his shoulders, your legs dangling in the air as he’s crouched beside the bed. His hands are holding your wrists, and so you can’t squirm away, you can’t move closer easily, and you can’t force him to continue.

His lips are wet with your pleasure. Your face is wet with frustration.

“Law, by the fucking seas, please!” You cry into the room. He’s brought you to the edge three times now and you were almost painfully horny when the evening had begun.

“You can do better than that.” He muses, giving your clit a lick and making your body shiver. “You can be precise.”

Keeping his hold on your wrists his face pushes back into your folds, shaking his head side to side until he’s parted your lips with his own and given his tongue direct access to your clit. Your words garble in your throat, and you throw your head back as the pleasure makes your body shiver. You couldn’t even bring your legs together to try and push him away and give yourself a break.

He wasn’t going to let you cum, so the building pleasure was almost more torture than it was pleasure, but your legs were shaky and tired. Nearly cumming was still an exertion and you were covered in sweat, breathing heavy as your twitching legs slipped down his shoulders while he pushed himself in closer.

“Laaaaaaaw,” you groan in frustration, body arcing against the building pleasure again, your toes curling, you knew he wasn’t going to push you over, but you chased after the sensation anyway. Desperate and needy for release, if only you could keep your mouth shut.

But it wasn’t your sounds that gave you away. It was the fingers against your wrist that made him lean back.

“Beg dirty for me,” he commands, licking the inside of your thigh, causing your entire body to flinch. “Show me how creative you can get.”

“I caaan’t,” you whimper. “I can’t get creative when I can’t think!”

“Desperate then,” Law teases, pushing his tongue past your labia and plunging it deep inside you. He lets out a satisfied grunt as he pushes in deeper, letting his nose tease your clit as his tongue works inside your pussy.

“Fuuugggnnnnnh!” You nearly swear, legs spreading wide on their own, wanting him deeper since you couldn’t be rid of the stimulation. “Fuck, Law, please! Please just fah-fah-fuck me! Fill my – my, hnnngh, pah-pussy with your cock! Please! Please just ra-rail me you bastard, please!”

You’re gasping and whimpering as Law leans back and gives you a look.

“Fuh… fuck me stupid, please.” You whimper.

“Desperate and vulgar.” He muses, a crooked grin spreading across his face.

He stands up, unzipping his pants and setting his hard cock against your wet slit, rubbing it against you slowly. “Don’t stop,” he commands, grabbing your ankles as he continues to tease you.

“Ahmm – please, please put it… in me.” You gasp as he holds your legs out wide. “I’m be-being good, so please.”

“It?” He quirks an eyebrow at you.

“Your cock!” You cry, covering your face for a second before you move your hands away. “Please put your cock in my pussy, Law I am dying.”

“That’s my sweet snowdrop,” he grins, pushing into you slowly. The pressure, the stretch, the sensation of him inside of you is its own relief and you grab onto the sheets beneath you as the pleasure soaks through your body.

Your legs twitch in his grasp as his hips connect with your thighs, filling you entirely. He shifts a bit, pushing your ankles back as he slips a little deeper into you. You gasp at the sensation as your body welcomes him in deeper.

He begins to move, slow and long thrusts, nearly pulling out entirely before he pushes back in, grinding against you, his body teasing rough against your clit before he pulls back out. Despite the slow pace, you can feel pleasure rippling out through your body.

“Please, please Law, fa-faster.” You beg, your hips twisting and shifting as much as they can with his control of your legs.

“You’re twitching and clutching me so sweetly already.” He teases, moving only a little bit faster. “I can fill your sweet little cunt just like this.”

You nod, gasping in pleasure from his actions. “Please, please fill me up, let me, let me cum, Law, please!”

“Let you cum? This entire time, you’ve only been begging for me to fill you up.” He points out, picking up his pace as he licks his lips. “Now, suddenly, you want to cum? All this time and you were just being a greedy slut, hmm?”

You cry for a second, frustration and the hazy bliss building in you, made it hard to sort out little more other than the fact he was threatening to leave you hanging again.

“Together!” You cry in desperation. “I want to cum with you, please!”

Law’s pace hastens and your body’s shuddering with every thrust as he finally starts fucking you how you’ve wanted. “I didn’t say you couldn’t be a greedy slut,” he muses, letting your legs drape over his elbows as he grabs your wrists again. “But… you are beautiful when you’re… cumming as I fill your precious little cunt.”

There’s a shift in his voice and his angle and suddenly he’s hitting all of your sweet spots. His abs keep teasing your clit as he thrusts and grinds into you, sending jolts of pleasure racing through you and scrambling your already addled brain.

Your legs twitch and tense as the pleasure pools inside you, coiling tightly and forcing you to breathe in heavy, whimpering gasps.

“Almost.” He huffs, his pace picking up even more as he pins you between his body and the bed, railing into you as you had initially requested. The smack of skin against skin is off-set by the creaking of the bed as your body is pushed into the tight springs.

“There you go,” Law grins, pulling your arms to your hips as he leans down and assaults your neck, pushing your building pleasure over the edge in a rush.

You suck in a gasp of air as your entire body tenses. You squirm under him, trying to get away from the overwhelming crash of pleasure as you clamp down on his twitching cock. You can feel the slick mess as he empties himself inside you and your body reacts to it by nearly orgasming again, the jolt of pleasure making your body twitch and shudder.

Law’s hands are on you, caressing you and keeping you steady as he pulls out, soft kisses following the line of your jaw. He gives you a moment to catch your breath before he kisses your lips. A quiet smile, a small peck on the tip of your nose, and he steps back, setting your legs carefully onto the mattress.

“See? I knew you could be precise.” He teases, laughing as you stick out your tongue and give him a tired middle finger.

Check out the event - requests are accepted until 7/31/2023 EST

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Simeon's Devotion

Sub!Bottom!FTM!Priest Simeon x Dom!Top!AMAB!Holy Knight Reader

Word Count: 2,410

Reverend Simeon, plagued by sinful thoughts of a certain holy knight, is suddenly struck with a high fever and abandons his God

AFAB Language Used | 2K Anniversary Request: For a Simeon Fic | [Breaking the Thermostat]

CW: Non-Con, Heavy Religious Themes, Dom/Sub, Virginity Loss, Bleeding, Size Difference, Oral Sex, Cum Swallowing, Cunnilingus, Belly Bulge, Womb Fucking, Squirting, Creampie, Kidnapping

You knock loudly against Simeon’s doors, heavily injured. You hear the sound of shuffling and see the lights turn on inside. Moments later, he opens the door for you.

Simeon calls out your name in shock. “What happened to you?!” He helps you inside.

“Ran into some demons..” You murmur, sitting down on his couch. “Can you heal me?”

“Of course!” Simeon hastily removes your clothes, leaving you in just an undershirt and boxers. You're both already used to this. “How many this time?”

“I wanna say…30?” You watch him kneel down and use his divine powers on your wounds.

“30?! Did something attract them?”

“I’m not sure. I was on patrol and everything seemed normal. The monsters looked strange too. They all looked like distorted versions of God and they were muttering things like ‘sinner’ and ‘dirty’.” 

“That's strange..”

“Yeah, I’ve never seen anything like it before.” You reach to rub your temple but Simeon quickly heals your headache. “Could I have something to eat? I know you're probably tired so something like crackers would be fine.”

“You need to eat a real meal. I don't mind cooking for you. You can sleep over too, all your clothes are washed.” Simeon finishes your last wound and stands up. It's very common for you to sleep over at Simeon’s due to exhaustion since demons usually show up on the outskirts of town and you live a bit further away. “Think you can take a shower?”

You stand up and groan, the sound making Simeon twitch. “I think so. Thanks, Simeon.”

“God must be disappointed in you. So much for being a priest.” You say, staring at Simeon. He’s wearing sexy see through lingerie and an extravagant matching sheer silk robe. His legs are spread and he’s leaning against his bed frame. His tears are glistening against his cheeks, they’re shining like glitter. “You're nothing but a dirty sinner.” You move his panties aside.

Simeon looks at you, batting his eyelashes. Another tear falls down his cheek. “You’re my god now.”

“That’s right, baby. You’re mine.” You slowly begin to ease your cock inside him. “And I’m yours.” You press your hand against his pelvis, a pretty marking appearing on it.

Simeon suddenly wakes up moaning your name with his hand stuffed in his underwear. He gasps and yanks it out. He quickly wipes his hand on his clothes and begins to pray. “Please deliver me from temptation.” He repeats the same phrase over and over but as his body begins to grow hot, his prayer becomes strange.

“Please give me [Name]’s cock–” Simeon gasps and covers his mouth. “No…Forgive me— I need his co—” He covers his mouth again. He can't talk. He attempts to pray silently but that doesn't work either. It just makes him feel even more horny.

He begins to absentmindedly remove all of his clothes, his hands moving on their own to touch his wet pussy. He leans back, eyes out of focus, and begins to touch himself but he doesn't really know how. He just rubs his folds, which feel extremely sensitive. “I’m…I’m a sinner..” He mumbles, still out of it. “And a slut.”

“Only [Name] will accept me now.” Simeon brings his hand up to his tattoo and presses on it, a wave of pleasure flowing through him. 

He stumbles out of the bed and drunkenly walks to his guest room, where you’re sleeping. Knocking didn't cross his mind as he opened the door. 

“Si- Simeon?” You ask sleepily, sitting up. “Is something wrong?” You can't tell that he's naked. You move to sit on the side of the bed and squint at him.

“Yes..” He says quietly, stepping towards you. He kneels in between your legs. “I need you.”

“What?!” You recoil. “Are you okay? Are you drunk?”

“I’m not drunk.” Simeon presses kisses along your legs down to your feet. “I’ll do anything you want, [Name]. Anything.”

“I think you need to drink some water…you're not thinking straight.” You get off of the bed. As you try to head towards the door, Simeon stops you.

“I don’t need water, I need you.” He pulls you closer, he’s somehow stronger than before, and forces you into a kiss. It doesn't take long for him to pass on his ‘fever’ to you. Heat rushes through your body as your rational thoughts dispel like bubbles. He pulls away and looks at you lovingly. 

“Simeon...” You hold his chin, speaking with a loving tone. “How beautiful.” You mumble. He moans your name breathily.

“Kneel for me.” You order. Simeon kneels once again. You pull down your shorts and boxers at the same time. His eyes widen, hearts forming in them, when he sees your thick length. The process of becoming a Holy Knight can alter someone's body in major ways but he never knew it could change by this much. “Open your mouth.” You run your fingers through his hair.

Simeon opens his mouth and lets you slide your cock inside it. His mouth is unbelievably hot. He can feel the corners of his lips stretching to fit you. The thought of you stretching his pussy open next makes him moan. He stares into your eyes as you begin to thrust. You're sure they're glowing. 

“Your mouth feels amazing.” You moan. Simeon moans as well. “‘S perfect for me..” You speed up your thrusts. He happily allows you to fuck his mouth. He closes his eyes and focuses on your voice. He’s so aroused it's becoming painful.

You tighten your grip on his hair as your thrusts become unruly and desperate. He looks at you again, this time with tears in his eyes. But the tears aren't because he’s upset. “You look so pretty when you cry.” You groan as you come inside his mouth. You slowly pull away as Simeon swallows your seed without hesitation. You're still hard and you both want more. You pick him up and slam him onto the bed. Somehow, the both of you are able to see perfectly in the dark. Maybe it has something to do with the glow in your eyes.

You spread his legs and smile at how wet he is. The marking on his lower stomach glows faintly as you physically observe his pussy with your fingers. He squirms around cutely. You kneel in between his legs, mirroring what he did earlier, and bury your face into his pussy. Simeon moans. “Yes– oh- yes~!��� He sucks in a breath. “[Name]~!” It's like he's ascended to heaven. 

You drag your tongue up to his clit and gently suck on it. It quickly and unnaturally swells in your mouth. It feels like he’s stuck on the edge of an orgasm, although it feels good nonetheless. You slip a finger into his hole and then another when you realize how easily it entered him, despite his tightness. “Ooh- oh, [Name]~” Simeon squeezes your fingers tightly as you attempt to finger him. The constant flexing of his walls make it difficult to move them but you don't mind. You’re more interested in how that’ll feel when you fuck him.

He can tell he's not going to come from this. He's not sure why, it feels like there's something blocking him from doing so. “Put…put your cock inside me, please~”

You smile and move away, standing back up. “Of course, my love.” You lick your lips and line up your cock with his pussy, slowly coating your tip with his slick. He bites down on his lip and uncontrollably twitches as you begin to sink into his sopping warmth. He throws his head back and grips the bed sheets while moaning shamelessly. You're barely inside him. His entire pussy is throbbing so heavily, it's almost like a second heartbeat. Blood soon spills from your penetration. 

The true representation of his sin.

He moans your name with his enchanting voice. Your cock ‘knocks’ on his cervix and strangely enough, it seems to be allowing your entrance. Like it wants you to enter his womb. You don't think about how that should be impossible and slide further inside him. “It feels– feels so—” He gasps, squirting. His eyelashes are fluttering rapidly.

“There you go, baby. Come for me.” You rub his clit with your thumb. He writhes around, no longer squirting but his cunt’s still squeezing you like crazy. He isn't able to think about anything at all, his brain is overloaded. The outline of his tattoo is becoming a bright blue. “Good boy…keep going.” You praise him.

Simeon wants to say your name again but he is completely unable to speak.

“Let’s make up for all your years of abstaining.” You start to thrust. He slowly comes back down to earth with each thrust you make. 

“Ah–” His eyes are sparkling with tears. “You’re so big…stretching me out~” 

“That’s right, I’m making your pussy fit the shape of my cock.” You slowly rub the bulge on his stomach, fucking him at a slow pace. “Your body’s gonna remember me and only me.”

“That's– that’s all I want~” Simeon moans. “Only you~”

“So pretty…” You brush his hair out of his face. He looks like a painting. You bring your hands to his waist and slowly build up to a faster pace. He reaches for you so you lean in. He wraps his arms around you.

“I love you.” He says in a shaky tone.

“I love you too.” You look into his eyes. For a brief moment, he realizes this isn't the real you, then he brushes it off. He feels strange. “My sweet Simeon.” You kiss him. The bed starts rocking due to your quickened thrusts. You separate from the kiss, some saliva dripping down his lip.

He looks down and notices the marking on his womb is glowing and the same color as his eyes. His desire has been satisfied. It’s all over. He looks up at you, suddenly shaking like a scared rabbit. The artificial light flickers out like a used lightbulb. He can't see you clearly anymore. The only lights are the glow in your eyes and the faint moonlight. “[Name]?” He asks.

“Hm?”

You're still…you’re not aware like he is. He suddenly feels disgusting. He forced you into this. Even if he wasn't completely conscious. He should tell you to stop, but he doesn't want to. Is it so wrong to want a little more? “I…I-” He stutters. “Come- come inside~” If he can't have you, maybe he can have a part of you.

You kiss his cheek. “Of course.” You come inside of him only moments later. It feels like he forced it out of you. You look at him with an exhausted but happy expression before passing out on top of him. He doesn't try to move you.

You slowly wake up. You look around the room and notice a stain on the floor that you didn't notice before. And your bedsheets seem to be different too. You also feel a little strange. Refreshed, but strange. You get up and leave the guest room. You can smell coffee so you go down to the kitchen. “You're up pretty early. Don't you usually sleep in on Tuesdays?”

Simeon shrugs, not looking at you. “I felt like getting up early today.”

“Well, I’m not doing anything today. Maybe I’ll make breakfast this time?”

“It's okay. I’ll make it.”

“If you insist.” You know you can't convince him otherwise. “I wanna do something for you though. You deserve a gift.”

“Protecting my town is more than enough.”

“You’ll never change, huh?” You chuckle. “You know, the bed sheets look different from last night. Am I crazy?”

Simeon breaks the mug in his hand. You shoot up from your chair and rush over to him.

“I- I’m okay.” Simeon heals himself. “There wasn't anything in it yet.” 

“Good. You…seem weird today.” You notice he's not making eye contact with you.

“I..” He presses his forehead onto your chest and frowns, tears forming in his eyes. “I did something horrible last night.”

“What do you mean?” You bring him into a hug and gently rub his back to comfort him.

“Please…please don't hate me.”

“How could I hate you?”

“Last night…something strange came over me. I wasn't fully in control of myself and I forced you to…to..” He begins to sob.

“Simeon?” You ask, concerned.

“I forced you to have intercourse with me!” He blurts out, pulling away from you. He turns around and doesn't look at you.

You pause. “It must’ve been the work of a demon. It's okay, it's not your fault. It wasn't my ‘first time’ but…was it yours?”

Simeon’s eyes widen. “That wasn't your first?”

“No.”

He bites down on his nail. “When?”

“Um…maybe a decade ago?”

“Before you became a knight? And you haven't since then?”

“...Yes.” You assume he's uncomfortable due to his beliefs.

Simeon sighs. You were ‘reborn’ during your ceremony so you’re technically a virgin but you still have the experience. “Are you going to remain celibate?”

“I…well, I hope to find someone in the future. To marry, of course.”

“Oh.” He clenches his fist. “Do you have anyone you’re interested in?”

“I suppose I’ve caught a liking to Solomon, he—”

Simeon whips his head around. The look in his eyes is scary. “No.” He grabs your shirt. “No. You can't. You can't leave me.”

“Simeon?” You look at him in disbelief.

“I…I’m not letting you leave.”

Simeon looks at you sleeping peacefully on his bed. He isn't sure how, but he caused you to pass out and he was able to carry you here. He didn't even break a sweat. Due to a holy knight’s ability to neutralize certain forms of demon magic, Simeon is sure he isn't using that as you would've been fine if he was. But that leaves more questions to be answered.

He slides his hand down to his lower stomach and touches the glowing blue mark on his womb. It hasn't gone away. What is it? If it's not demonic then is it holy? How could this be holy?

He gently caresses your face. “I’m sorry, but I can't allow you to leave.”

You’ll be missed in the order of the holy knights but no one will worry when Simeon tells everyone he has bigger plans for you.

[niilue]

congratulations on 3k!　for the event:

von herder (my beloved)　+　blindfolds　+　gun play, if possible　+　panties to the side

⎯ von herder • moriarty the patriot

cw: sub von herder, dom male reader, blindfolds, gun play, panties to the side. - im so sorry for the super late delay of this :(( </3 hope u like it

niilue's 3k event

the room was dark, illuminated only by the soft glow of a lamp in the corner, casting faint shadows across the walls. von herder knelt on the bed, blindfolded, his trembling hands resting on his thighs.

the black fabric covering his eyes left him completely vulnerable. he couldn’t see you, but he could hear you. he could hear every click of the gun in your hand, the sound of cold metal shifting between your fingers.

"are you nervous?" you asked, your voice calm yet firm as you circled the bed slowly.

"no," he replied, his tone low and controlled. but the slight tremble in his voice betrayed the truth: he wasn’t nervous. he was aroused.

you stopped behind him, running the mouth of the gun gently along his neck. the response was immediate: his body shivered, muscles tightening under your touch.

"isn't this dangerous?" you murmured, pressing the barrel against his skin. "trusting someone like me this much?"

von let out a shaky sigh, his lips parting slightly. "if trust were easy, it wouldn’t be worth it."

"good boy."

your free hand slid down his back, tracing the curve of his spine until it reached the soft fabric of the panties you’d made him wear. black satin, hugging his hips perfectly, highlighting the curve of his ass.

"you look so fucking good in these…" you whispered, running the gun along the small of his back and down to his panties. "do you like wearing them for me?"

"yes."

"why?"

"i don’t know…" von herder swallowed, trying to steady his voice. "maybe because… it makes me feel more yours."

you smiled. that was the answer you wanted to hear.

"more mine, huh?"

with a slow, deliberate motion, you slid the panties to the side, revealing his tight, trembling hole. his body quivered slightly, the pale skin of his ass framed by the contrast of black satin.

"does this feel good?" you murmured, pressing the gun’s barrel against the curve of his ass.

von let out a low moan, his hands gripping the sheets tighter. "yes…"

you leaned down, licking a line up his neck as your fingers traced circles around his entrance, feeling how he clenched and twitched under your touch.

"i'm going to wreck you," you whispered. "but first…"

you brought the gun to his mouth, pressing the barrel softly against his swollen lips.

"open up."

his lips trembled before he obeyed, parting to let the gun slide inside. he let out a muffled moan, his cheeks flushed red as his tongue traced the cold metal.

"do you know how fucking sexy you look like this?" you asked, pushing the gun deeper into his mouth. "with your mouth full, like you can’t wait to be used."

von whimpered around the gun, his hips shifting backward slightly, seeking more contact.

"desperate, aren’t you?"

you slowly pulled the gun out of his mouth, watching as a string of saliva hung from his lips, his cheeks red and his breathing ragged.

"please…" he murmured. "do it already."

"what do you want me to do?"

"i want you to fuck me," he said, his voice breaking with need. "until there’s nothing left of me."

that was all you needed.

you slid the gun down his back again, pushing the panties farther aside with the barrel as your other hand grabbed his hip. his exposed entrance twitched, tight and ready for you.

you positioned yourself behind him, rubbing the head of your cock against his hole.

"i'm going to ruin you," you whispered in his ear. "and i won’t stop until you’re crying from how good it feels."

"please…~"

with one firm thrust, you pushed inside him, feeling how his body opened up slowly to take you. von let out a strangled moan, his back arching as his hands clutched the sheets.

"ahh—" he gasped, his voice broken with pleasure. "fuck…"

you stayed still for a moment, savoring the way his body trembled around you, how tight and warm he felt, clenching and pulsing with every breath.

"is this what you wanted?" you whispered, moving your hips slowly, grinding deeper inside him.

"yes…" he whimpered, his voice trembling. "please… don’t stop."

you had no intention of stopping.

each thrust was harder, deeper, pulling more broken moans from his lips. the blindfold had slipped slightly, and you could see his red, swollen lips trembling, his body shaking with every movement.

"don’t stop…" von begged, his hands fisting the sheets. "please, don’t stop…"

"i'm going to make you come just like this," you said, pressing the gun against his abdomen as you thrust deeper.

"ahh— yes��!" von cried out, his body shaking violently. you could see precum dripping from his cock, his entire body trembling with how close he was.

"you’re mine, von," you whispered, biting down on his neck. "only mine."

"yes…" he moaned, his eyes closed beneath the blindfold. "only yours."

and when he finally came, his body convulsed beneath you, his back arching as his seed spilled onto the sheets.

word count: 864

[livelaughlovesubs]

HII NINI can i ask for ‘forcing them to crawl on their hands and knees’ and ‘grinding their face into their own mess(with a foot pressed behind them if you may)’ with dazai pleasee i just know he’s pathetic enough to come untouched from that thank youu

Dom!reader x sub!dazai - reader is gn

Warning: pet play!!, teasing, dirty talk, use of pet names, begging, (pre)cum eating, masochistic dazai, stepping

Anniversary event

That reminds me when I decided to write sum’ angst for the first time, it was about dazai with abandonment issues, and people just WOULDNT STOP ASKING ME TO WRITE MORE CUZ THEY LOVED PATHETIC DAZAI SM???

He was such a good little pet. At times annoying, but still overwhelmingly fun. To be more specific, he was perfect for you, just the right amount of pathetic, just bratty enough to not overdo it and simply adorable. That smug little smirk he wears when he disobeys you, like right now.

You were sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for him to enter the room. A few moments ago you gave him the order to come in after he finished washing up, which is why you were waiting for his arrival. Once he opened the door, he leaned against the frame and smiled at you, asking almost innocently, “you called?” He was wearing a bathrobe that revealed his chest ever so slightly. “Yes, come closer.” You waved your hand, making yourself comfortable now that he’s here.

“Why don’t you tell me why I’ve been summoned?” He stroked through his hair, some water droplets dripped down from the ends. You stared at him, not expecting him to misbehave already, “I thought you’d know better, puppy.” Dazai chuckled, as if he expected you to say that, and immediately answered, “oh what to do, i don’t know anything~” while he talked, he brought the back of his hand to his forehead, the other one holding his clothes together.

“Can’t you explain it to me again?” The brunette pondered, pouting after he finished his sentence. You caught him sneaking some glances over to you while giving a show. “Hah- have I been too lenient with you? To think you’ve forgotten how to act around me.” Of course you knew this was just another defiant game of his, it was something he did whenever he wanted to mess with you. Normally you’d brush it off, but this time, maybe you should play along.

“Then listen to my orders carefully, puppy.” You leaned back a little, raising your head high up, “firstly, strip.” For a split second, you saw his eyes change from calculated to excited, before he went back to being collected. “Will I be the only one stripping? Oh y/n~ that’s so perverted.” He turned his head to the side, to hide behind his raised shoulder for a bit. Look at him acting like some shy virgin, was he going to ask you to be gentle as well?

Soon after, the white fluffy robe fell down to the floor. His cheeks were slightly flushed, but he wasn’t embarrassed yet. “Are you going to stare all day?” The male asked with a light grin, taking a few steps forward before closing the door behind him. “I was being considerate towards you, or do you want to be touched so badly?” He slowly walked over to you, answering in a cheeky tone, “of course, you’ve been starving me of affection lately.”

Suddenly you raised your hand and said, “stop,” and so he did as you wanted, stopping in the middle of the room. You sighed deeply, almost as if disappointed, then sneered, “don’t walk, crawl to me.” A shudder ran down his spine, and he clenched his hand subconsciously. “Crawl? Why should I do that…” he crossed his arms in front of his chest, also signing, as if copying you. You didn’t let this irritate you and simply replied, “don’t you want to earn my praise for a change?”

His ears turned red when he heard that, but instead of retaliating any more, he dropped down to his knees and looked up at you, “please praise me plenty then, master ♡” What’s this? Look at him suddenly being all docile, crawling to you on all fourth and keeping eye contact the whole time. This man, unbelievable, he really had no shame.

As soon as he arrived, he positioned himself in front of you, still on his knees all nicely with his hands gripping the edge of the bed. “Have I been good?” He almost mewled, smiling so brightly with crimson cheeks. Your hand stroked through his hair, watching him nuzzle into your palm. He’s trying so hard, it’s making you almost feel bad.

“You did pretty well, but…” you slid back on the mattress, until you could place your foot on the back of his head. Afterward, you stepped down, forcing him to bow his head. “Look at that mess your little tail made.” An amused chuckled slipped from your lips, and you couldn’t stop grinning at his flustered expression. The blush was even spreading to his shoulders now, how adorable.

Dazai stared at the ground right below him, not like he had any other choices anyway. And it was evident what you meant. His poor hard-on has been leaking the whole time, without him noticing his own arousal. Most of his precum dripped all the way down his shaft and onto his thighs, though some also coated the floor beneath him. Before he could even ask for forgiveness, you pressed down harder, resulting in his face being mere inches away from the poodle of mess he himself made.

“I’m sure a good dog would know what to do?” You’ve been mumbled, noticing how he shuddered at your every word. “Y/n, I-” he couldn’t finish his sentence before you grind his face into the liquid, muttering almost to yourself, “so cute.” He whined at the harsh treatment, feeling his dick twitch in excitement. Without further delay, he stuck his tongue out and licked, making sure to make loud slurping sounds as well just to put on another show for you.

“Hnnnghh~ mhmm… uhm, mmghff…! ♡♥︎♡” More whimpers escaped his throat, and his eyes rolled to the back to his head. His body felt so hot, so electric. Hot tears steamed down his rosy cheeks. He could feel the pressure of your foot against his head, as well as his stomach curling and flutter. Simply hearing your low, slightly hitched breathing made his heart pound. After all, it meant you liked what he was doing, so he was doing a good job, right, right?

“Good boy.” You complimented him, holding your own head with your hands. “You’re doing so good, such a pretty boy.” He continued to lick across the dirtied spot, feeling a rush of heat coursing through his veins. The taste of his own fluids were maddening. It didn’t exactly have a taste, but just the thought of it and the act of doing it in front of you made it special. And exactly because he was so into it, you couldn’t stop the praise from spilling, “You are my good and obedient puppy, aren’t you?”

“Mhmm- mGhUuu~♡♡♥︎..!!!” Suddenly he moaned against the cold ground, and his toes curled. You were a little surprised which is why you moved your foot, wondering if he was actually chocking. Once he raised his head though, you understood what was up with him. Hah. This fucking pervert, cumming all over the floor over nothing.

His eyes were glazed over, hazy while his tongue hung out of his mouth. Tears and drool decorating that pretty face as he whispered meekly, “m’ sorry~♥︎♥︎♡” You stayed quiet for a moment, calming yourself down as little muffled laughs rang in his ears. After that, you teased, “maybe I shouldn’t have praised you so early on. Oh well, it just means you have to clean it again.”

[pacentia]

A little bit of Dom Astarion baring his sharp fangs during sex to let you know you're still fucking a dangerous man 🥺

[sinsmockingbird]

SUCCUBUS!COQUELIC | Event

PAIRING: Coquelic x Afab!Reader

WARNINGS: Smut, NSFW, Sub!Reader, Dom!Character, Succubus!Coquelic, Human!Reader, Monster Fucking, Lingerie, Cunnilingus

AUTHORS NOTE: Finally the first part is here! Enjoy a relatively mild monster fucking fic to ease us into the event. Note; Reader is one of Coquelic's concubine.

IT WASN'T uncommon for Coquelic to return to the Garden quite... hungry. You've learned by this point to always be ready for her when she returns, knowing just how much she's craving some delicious essence.

Making sure that her room was tidy and that everything was set correctly, you moved your hands down your body to fix up the revealing lingerie you were wearing, into place. Then you glanced into the mirror inside her room and made sure your hair was neat (it wouldn't be in a little bit).

After making sure you looked good, you glanced over at the clock and noted that you only had a few minutes left. So quickly you settled yourself onto Coquelic's bed and laid down, but not before tossing some rose petals around you and making sure that the lingerie was revealing more than it already was before settling down and waiting.

And you didn't have to wait long.

When a portal opened up in the room, your heart quickly began to rapidly hammer in your chest. You watched as Coquelic came storming through, a scowl adorning her beautiful face. You noted the dark red horns sprouting and curving from her head, red wings briefly fluttering in aggravation, and then finally the slender tail swishing back and forth behind her.

You watched as Coquelic froze as soon as her eyes landed on you, slowly blinking them a few times before a wide grin spread across her lips as her eyes looked you over. "My my, what's this, my little rosebud?"

"U-Uhm, a gift... a gift for you," You answered, feeling your face flush red as you felt her eyes trailing over every inch of your body. "I- I thought you would be h-hungry upon your return."

"Hm, you thought correctly. As always," Coquelic mused as she moved towards you and crawled onto the bed, her tail swishing back and forth behind her in a tantalizing way. "You'll still let me do anything to you, correct?"

"C-Correct," You meekly nodded your head, obediently moving to lay flat on the bed on your back, allowing her to straddle your waist.

"Mm, good," Coquelic licked her her lips in hunger, before diving down towards you.

You gasped as her lips crashed against yours, your teeth hitting against each other as she shoved her tongue into your mouth. You put up no fight, surrendering yourself to Coquelic, moaning at the feeling of her long tongue snake out and swipe across every inch, before almost shoving itself down your throat. You choked for a moment as she stuck her tongue momentarily down your throat, before gasping for air as she pulled away.

She left open mouthed kisses down your jaw and neck, slowly but surely moving down your body, not caring how messy her kisses were, because currently all she wanted was you. She wanted to use you to her heart's content until you were nothing but moans. She wanted to feast on you, because she was in dire hunger for your taste.

Coquelic taked her fingers across your pretty lingerie, before grabbing them and tearing them off your body. As much as she loved to see you, her little concubine dressed so prettily in something so revealing, it was blocking too much of your pretty skin. And she just couldn't have that.

"C-Coco!" You whined as she forced your legs wide apart after tossing your torn lingerie somewhere behind her.

"What?" Coquelic asked, looking up at you with a raised eyebrow, before noticing the pout on your face, and she glanced behind her at the heap of your lingerie on the ground, making her let out a laugh. "Don't fret, rosebud, I'll have one of the other concubines remake it for you."

"Okay..." You mumbled, still frowning. You had spent a great amount of time learning from Garofano on how to sew that, so it kinda hurt that Coquelic could so easily tear it apart without a care.

"Attention on me, rosebud." Coquelic demanded, nipping a bit roughly at your inner thigh, making you gasp and quickly look at her. "Good girl."

Your face flushes red as Coquelic begins to pepper your inner thighs in kisses, moving closer and closer to your dripping cunt. You whine for her, and with a small laugh, she moves her face to where you want her. She blows air on it first, watching it clench and drop more slick, making her lick her lips.

"My, such a pretty cunt..." Coquelic muses, sighing dreamily as she gazes at your hole. You flush red at her prolonged staring, subconsciously beginning to close your legs around her head.

Eyes flashing red, Coquelic's tail wraps tightly around one of your legs, forcefully pulling it back while she she pins your other with her hand, making sure you can't move them an inch. "Now now, don't be misbehaving."

"M'sorry!" You quickly apologize, moving to spread your legs wider for her (not that you could anymore) and lifting your hips slightly up as you presented your cunt for her.

"Good girl." Coquelic purred, softening her grip on you as she moves her head back in between your legs.

You let out a whine of pleasure as soon as Coquelic flicked her tongue across your dripping folds. She smirked and began to teasingly drag her tongue slowly past your lower lips, wiggling it about and making your walls clench around it tightly.

"Mmmm Coco..!" You whimpered at her teasing, pouting once again and staring down at her pleadingly, silently begging her to just give you her tongue.

Coquelic let out a breathy laugh, wanting to tease you further, but the ache of hunger in her stomach made her decide to give in. She shoved the rest of her tongue into your cunt, the pointed tip flicking against every inch it could get a taste of. The rest of her tongue wiggled around inside you, coating itself in your delicious juices.

She let out a pleased moan at the taste of you, her eyes rolling back in her head. She could feel her hunger ache more, needing your cum flooding her mouth. So, without much warning, she began to fuck her tongue in and out of your needy cunt.

You threw your head back, a silent scream leaving your mouth as you felt Coquelic's tongue thrusting in and out with such intensity you'd think it was her strap if you closed your eyes. Your hands flew down to her head, grabbing fistfuls of her hair into them.

You tugged her head closer, thighs trying to enclose around her head and keep her in place, but her tail tightened around your one leg again, keeping it firmly in place while her one hand did as well. You whined at the feeling but you didn't dare fight, instead letting your legs stay spread.

"Taste so good..." Coquelic moaned, the sound of her voice sending vibrations through you, making you jerk slightly, causing her to laugh.

She snaked her free hand up between your legs, settling it above your pussy. She pressed her thumb against your aching clit, putting pressure onto it and rubbing it slightly, immediately making you cry out of how good it felt. She rubbed it more as she continued her relentless pace of her tongue.

You could feel the coil in your gut beginning to tighten more and worsen, making tears spring to your eyes. It was becoming too much, and Coquelic knew that. But she was desperate for your taste so she only went faster and harder.

"C-Cumming!" You gasp out through moans before arching your back off the bed, shoving Coquelic's head farther between your thighs as you reach your peak.

Coquelic lets out a whine as you begin cumming, flooding her mouth. She held your spasming body down onto the bed, while diving her tongue deep into you, trying to drink up every last bit of your juices. She could feel relief flood her system as your taste soothes her aching hunger.

When she was satisfied, she slowly moved her head away from between your legs, licking her lips and chin that were drenched in your essence. You whimpered at the sight, and cowered under her lustful gaze. Her eyes were glowing more red, and you knew she wasn't completely satisfied just yet. She wasn't done using you for her own relief just yet.

ENDING NOTES: Anyone wane to get feasted on by Succubus!Coquelic?