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movedtolilmouzee · 1 year

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𝔄𝔪𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔪𝔢...

𝘔𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘋𝘰𝘮 𝘔𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘺, 𝘋𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘰 𝘙𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘏𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘝𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘰 𝘙𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨

(𝚉𝚎𝚎'𝚜 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎- 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚛𝚞_𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘐 𝘩𝘪𝘵 700 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵)

Mikey leaving for business trips for weeks on end was nothing new to you, it happened often and it was nice at times, others not so much. At first when mikey would leave, it'd give you time to hang out with friends more often, watch movies, read and even try new recipes but it all got old quick. Mikey would be gone so often and rarely ever be able to call you to talk for a few minutes so you were left alone to amuse yourself.

Most nights you and Mikey would sit on call while doing the usual night routine, washing your teeth, cleaning off your faces, getting into comfortable clothes and you'd both get comfortable and talk until you either fell asleep or got too tired to even stay awake anymore. Sometimes calls couldn't be so long or couldn't happen so you'd both have to go without which was tough but somehow you'd both make due. Tonight mikey had warned you ahead of time that he couldn't call tonight, which was disappointing but gave you time to relieve that ache between your thighs.

What Mikey didn't tell you was that he was coming home early tonight as a surprise for you. He'd been away from you for so long that all he wanted was to cuddle and rest his head under your shirt but what Mikey didn't expect to find was you moaning out his name while riding a dildo he bought you. This wouldn't of been an issue, in fact Mikey would have welcomed it but Mikey has a specific rule. If he's out on trips and you're needy, you have to tell Mikey, He'll stop everything he's doing to help you get off.

"What's this all about, Y/N?" That's a sign you messed up, Mikey never uses your real name. "You know the rules, don't you?" He asked, towering over you at this point forcing you to stay sitting on the dildo. The smallest smirk on mikey's face as he sat down near the edge of the bed, pulling his phone from his pocket not hiding the fact that he's now recording. "Go ahead, continue riding it and amuse he" was all mikey said, looking at you with an unimpressed stare.

Mikey wasn't sure how many orgasms he denied you on camera, clicking his tongue and shaking his head while you cried asking him to let you cum, you know the answer is always going to be a "no" or "Try again, yeah?" Mikey loved watching you struggle so hard to keep yourself together, to not crack and make the punishment worse but you poor thing, Mikey was going to make it worse, much worse. You'd think at this point mikey would be bored with recording but he could go for hours watching you cry for him to touch you or even let you touch him. Mikey is so mean that he'll grab your face, squishing your cheeks so you open your mouth and spit on your tongue, making sure to get it on camera, only then will mikey finally let you cum but don't expect it to be other already, he hasn't gotten to have his fun yet.

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marahuyomae · 1 year

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Lifeless Pleasure

Feat. Bonten! Ran Haitani [CANON], Patient! FEM! Reader [INSERT]

Genre/s: Smut, Porn with Slight Plot, Oneshot, Hospital Au, Dark Content Fanfiction

Warning/s: Noncon, Somnophilia, Drugging (Use of Calla and Peace Lily), Assault, Menions of Pregnancy, Corruption Kink, Implied Necrophilia (but not really-), Manipulation (If you squint), Reader feels so uncomfortable around Ran, Hospitalisation, Misogyny, Poisoning, Virginity loss, and Death almost knocking at Reader's door. Let me know if I missed something.

DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT | NO BETA WE DIE LIKE MEN

Synopsis: Ran Haitani doesn't remember how all of this started, but he is ecstatic and delighted to have such an innocent lovely thing in his grasp-

OR Ran was tasked by the Emo Bonten Leader to retrieve a confidential medical record in a Hospital so he disguised himself as a doctor there... Only for him to get a free taste of a sweet patient's forbidden fruit.

A smile was etched on Ran's face as he gazed at the little lamb before him; like a sacrifice to a ritual, she was splayed across the hospital bed as her pretty face began to show discomfort, "I have been checking up on you for a few days now, and you still feel uncomfortable with me..." Ran sighed at her in a twisted kind of adoration.

The young lady just shifted her gaze somewhere else trying to ignore his tone, his face, and anything else that had something to do with his presence in her hospital room. She knew that he is just a doctor, those check-ups are not anything that she is supposed to feel uncomfortable with- he is just doing his job after all.

But she can't help but feel like those eyes that boils like poisonous wisterias that are hidden in the depths of the dark forests- are as dark as those fantasies that probably was undressing her and making her feel so naked; intoxicating as his eyes are, she looks away not wanting his acid to melt her skin.

"Have you been taking your medicine?" He coos at her like that a mother to her child. With a meek nod, she fiddled with her hands nervously as she felt the air becoming suffocating every minute- like that of drowning in an underwater cave that you have no way out of as you struggle to go back to the surface to get air.

She nods her head and uttered a small 'I did' that can barely be heard, Ran smiles in satisfaction as he pats her head, "Aren't you a sweet doll? Taking your medicine like a brave big girl."

She did not have the courage to correct him that she is now a grown woman, she was too uncomfortable to tell him. Too uncomfortable to be near him too.

"If you keep on taking your medicine, maybe you would get better soon." He exclaimed with delight as he knew that this would be the last time she would intake her 'medicine'.

He smiled at her with a false sense of comfort as his heart danced a macabre due to how ecstatic he was that she was still believing and following him mindlessly, the Doctor proceeded to hold the cup towards the insomniac patient, delighting the way her sleepy eyes droops even more as she would now be unaware of her fate would now be on the hands of the wolf that would devour her alive.

Her eyes began to close as the taste of the medicine started overwhelming her senses as they take over her body, the sweet minty impact was no contrast to the needle-like piercing to her tongue was still painful as ever, she began to drool as her eyes rolled back, now knocked out cold as her heart started to slow down as slumber began to make her defenseless.

Ran smiled in victory as he pants at the sight before him, the young Lady was splayed like a meal all for him to eat. He went closer to her as his heart beats like the white rabbit running at such speed to avoid getting late as he jumped down the rabbit hole.

His head was fuzzy as a dark flustered expression decorated his face, he had her all to himself, all for him to eat and enjoy.

Playing Doctor was not so bad after all, it was definitely worth it.

He gets closer to her face as he placed an overly affectionate kiss on her dehydrated chapped lips, like one that woke Sleeping Beauty from her sleep- the only difference is there was no evil fairy that placed a curse; it was the Prince himself that put her to sleep.

His hands roamed all over her body as she flinched in his touch, a conscious part of her realizing that something was wrong- but was not able to find herself waking up.

She was way too far gone.

He placed his head on her neck as he inhaled her sweet cotton candy scent, the smell of Johnson's soap was all over her clothes and skin- like a tainted mark that marks territory.

His hands started moving again, his calloused palms brushing softly past her stomach as it got lower and lower until they arrived at her soft plump thighs, his breath hitched at the feeling of the soft skin in his hands.

His hands started growing closer to her curtained entrance as he hiked up the hospital dress up to her waist; and so between her legs, a digit teased along the partially clothed cunt.

'The sight of the pretty grey panty looked pretty decorated on her jeweled flower.' Ran thought as he starts to place the same finger that he eased her with- into her mouth.

"So Pretty and Vulnerable for me." he cooed at the unconscious patient.

He lifted the blue hospital gown higher and up to her pale stomach, her breathing was shallow in contrast to his own.

Despite being aware that the lamb on the sacrificial altar is now dreaming and dormant, the adrenaline of thinking that she would wake up is encouraging Ran to go deeper...

A little further.

Digging quite deeper.

His calloused fingers trailed up the length of her thigh, and with the ease of his force, he took off the gray silky panty off. The small gesture alarmed her body's senses, but just like before,

She can't make herself wake up.

The needle-like crystals of the Calla Lily were piercing the insides of her mouth as the needles created more small pores that made way for the Peace Lily's extract to force her to sleep.

She let out sharp breaths that sounded that of a little lamb panting as they ran out of breath from the wolf's chase that put them through, her mouth agape as she inhaled and exhaled.

Her legs were then opened wider as Ran held her knees to pull her closer to his lively body compared to the woman asleep.

Drool seeps out of the Patient's mouth as another side effect of the Calla Lily taking over.

Just a few more hours pass.

And poison will begin seeping by then.

He curled up his thumb at the base of her clitoris in a manner that made you feel like the warmth of the fire is overwhelming you as the patient's body jolts in response.

She is now barely breathing, Ran almost thought that she is dead. But he knew better, for he used this serum already on different occasions. It just so happened that due to the patient's Overactive Thyroid condition, her almost weightless body wasn't able to handle the normal dosage than average targets.

Despite that, in a very twisted way, Ran wouldn't mind even if the sweet darling little lamb could have been a corpse by then.

No screams.

No moans.

No cries.

No writhes.

No dispute.

Just the acceptance of her fate.

Just acceptance of Ran's ways.

"Can I fuck you, sweetheart? It would feel good for both of us..." he's aware that she can't reply. And even if she can answer a 'no', he would get his overwhelming craving to do it for him.

In other terms; he would fuck her anyways.

His slender fingers brushed over her naked cunt slightly parting her exposed lips. The sweet darling made no attempt to struggle still in a dream-like state, Ran let out a hum of satisfaction; continuing brushing his fingers inside the flesh.

His hunger grew for her pretty pussy was growing, left unsatisfied without even getting the taste of such forbidden sweet fruit. Even with the eagerness of gobbling her up, there was no greater starvation than his dick craving to be inside.

Uniting with what belongs to him in such a majestic way. Wanting to explore the deepest parts of such a beauty. A spark of intense feelings soars in a childish display, like that of a child that finally got to have a deluxe limited edition toy train.

A sudden impulse got the best of him, if someone tells him what he is doing is wrong; he'll blame Lucifer for controlling him like a puppet with strings.

He would cry out...

'It is not I who caused such wreckage, for the devil himself has taken a hold of me!'

But oh dear...

Oh, dear...

Silly Ran, we know full well you are Lucifer's very flesh and blood...

You are his offspring of such an impure sin that grows with the plagues.

He began to remove his white coat that strangled his biceps as he struggled to pull it out. Impatient he was, the faster he wants it; he groaned and threw off the coat to the ground.

The struggle was real, he can't believe he suffered so much, and it was too traumatizing to look back. (Dramatic little shit, you literally just took off a coat that was too tight for you.)

He brushed his hair up with his fingers as sweat formed on his forehead, pulling his pants down in a frantic manner.

His cock was suffocating in the safety of his boxers; aching painfully, craving for the warmth of the virgin cunt.

The Doctor grabbed her plump thighs and spread her wider than she was able. He fisted his cock and stroked it with his fingers curved. He slid his fist down to his base, starting to stroke himself.

Her pussy is now pale and in a light velvet, not as lively as it was supposed to be as the Lady was fighting herself to wake up from the poison's grasp. No fluid or liquid was pulsing through her body and no vibration coursing through her.

She was simply asleep.

Like a good little girl.

Unaware and Oblivious.

He spat a trail down his shaft and continued to massage it as he became wetter with an enzyme and mucus-formed alkaline fluid.

He kept silent with shallow moans bubbling down his throat and prepared himself for himself to enter his beloved princess's entrance.

She is now lifeless.

She would no longer wake up.

He kept telling himself.

The Doctor stretched her pale velvet walls, making his way inside the Patient's unaware state. Her walls swallowed him, gripping him too tight as if the body knows that she is being assaulted.

A deep moan escaped his smooth lips and was followed by a careful thrust from the medic, earning a muffled gurgle. She flinched in her comatose state as she let out a tight sob, the pain was felt- yet...

She can't even wake up.

Even if she forced herself to.

He wrapped his hands around her waist, holding her tight- too tight that it could leave a bruise the next day.

He does not have any worries if this could hurt her, his cock entering her to her deepest crevice, kissing her cervix. Sweat began to fall with each deep thrust.

Beneath him, the sweet angel lay motionless with a closed gaze.

He kept thrusting inside her, deeper and more feral with each thrust. Clasping her supple breast in his rough palms. An ache in his testes told him he was about to reach his high.

He flicked her nipple and swirled it with his two forefingers. The simple gesture made him groan in satisfaction as he came inside her. His semen oozed directly into her womb.

His goal wasn't to breed anyone, yet alone any lowlife whore. He was supposed to retrieve Bonten's medical records to wipe away evidence that they had been there; he already retrieved them 9 MONTHS AGO.

And yet, he got a vast fixation on his accidental patient. Such a sweet lamb with her big doe eyes staring at anything with curiosity and innocence. And that is where he got the obsession with his twisted fantasies of breeding his patient.

He sighed as he looked at the masterpiece he created, he observed his princess's bodily canvas feeling satisfied with his art.

It would be a shame if he was about to lose such a gem right?

He hurriedly injected the antidote into his beautiful wife.

Yes, he is now married to his lamb. Little Red was destined to marry the Big Bad Wolf.

He would make her bear his children he decided.

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Suddenly, an unspoken Doctor! Bonten Character x Patient! Reader smut collab happened between me and @wildartist 😭✨

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