#Pink Cream '69

[ericscroptop]

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✧ pairing: bf! eric x gf! reader

✦ genre: smut

✧ warnings: 18+ (minors DNI), smut, p!rn without plot, mentions of food and eating, cursing, 69 position, oral, female receiving, male receiving, fingering, fondling, spit & drool, lots of tongue, dirty talk, praising, pet names, kissing, a bit of aftercare

✦ word count: 3.8k words

✧ synopsis: you’re hungry for ice cream and offer eric some, but he has a different kind of dessert in mind.

✦ note: hope y’all enjoy this as much as i did, hehe <3

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“Do you want one?”

“Nah, no thanks!”

You close the freezer and find the trash can, stepping on the steel pedal to open the lid and dispose of your ice cream wrapper.

Walking away from the kitchen, you trail towards the living room and plop yourself on the sofa that your boyfriend was already cozy on.

You park your body on the open space to the left of Eric, deciding to sit horizontally with your back leaning against the armrest, and you prop your feet and legs over his thighs.

His eyes are glued to the television in front, watching a k-drama that was you guys’ favorite show to watch at the moment when you had free time before bed.

As soon as you get comfortable, you begin to indulge in your sweet treat.

Your ice cream of choice was a Drumstick vanilla-sundae ice cream cone. You bite at the roasted peanuts and chocolatey coating, enjoying the cone while Eric was going off about some character you two equally despised.

You listen to him and giggle, adding your own commentary in between bites.

Currently, that character you both loathe appears on screen, so you let free a groan in annoyance and a string of not-so-nice words in seeing their face and antics.

Eric laughs at how passionate you are at being a certified hater, and he takes his gaze away from the show to glance at you.

You have reached the vanilla ice cream in your cone, so you start to lick at it to scoop it out and coat your tongue in the creamy goodness.

Personally, you find it satisfying feeling your tongue push the cream around inside the waffle cone. You let your tongue gather enough cream to your liking and licked it out, allowing it to melt in your mouth. Your teeth then bite at the cone and eat it slowly, making it a tad smaller. Then, you’d repeat this process once again.

The corners of Eric’s mouth fall and his lips part slightly, enthralled at the movement of your tongue on your ice cream.

Suddenly the view of you licking your ice cream is much more interesting than the k-drama playing.

He can’t help but eye you curiously. The way your tongue works around the cream has his mind comparing it to the way you’d lick at his own shaft when going down on him.

Even though you’re doing something as mundane as eating, he finds your actions erotic. His mouth is beginning to salivate in watching you, craving for your tongue’s attention to be centered on his cock instead.

He tries not to shift in his spot as your legs are draped over his thighs and he doesn’t want to disturb you. Though, his senses are beginning to heighten, and he can feel blood deploying to his cock and brain.

You’re mindlessly eating your dessert, not noticing your boyfriend’s hungry eyes trained on you.

At least, not until Eric deeply sucks in a breath in seeing your thick, pink tongue attempt at squeezing in the small hole of the little end-bit of the Drumstick. That did it for him.

At the sound, you raise your brows and turn your head right, looking at him in interest while simultaneously stuffing the end-bit of the cone in your mouth.

“What? Don’t tell me you wanted a bite— I asked if you wanted one.” you tell him with a full mouth, hand a couple centimeters away from your lips as you spoke while chewing.

He probably wanted a taste of your ice cream, you thought. Eric always says food tastes better when it’s yours.

Which, probably means he just likes sharing saliva, but whatever— you never minded. You’d happily give him a taste if he asked. He always did the same for you. You just liked to tease him about it.

But this time, Eric isn’t huffing for the reason that you think.

He averts his eyes from you, beginning to busy himself in caressing your ankles while he trained his eyes back to the TV.

Your eyes follow to your legs over his thighs, watching as his fingers moved gently over your skin.

Your pupils then notice the outline of Eric’s cock bulging through his grey sweatpants, letting a quiet gasp free once you process it.

Your boyfriend’s ears perk at that and he looks back at you, then to his lap, and he sheepishly smiles, feeling embarrassed at you having caught his boner.

“I couldn’t help it…. you just looked so pretty licking that ice cream.” he whines, eyes apologetic.

You look at him in awe, fighting back from letting out a chuckle at how dirty-minded Eric was. I mean, you sometimes are, too. And it doesn’t take much for you to become sexually aroused from your boyfriend. But it still catches you by surprise that he has a hard-on from watching you merely eat.

You remove your legs from his thighs and sit upright, then shift closer so that you’re sitting closely next to him.

“Dirty boy.” your breath fans over his face as you spoke, your words and proximity causing the tips of his ears to heat up and go red.

You cheekily grin, then lean into his cheek to press a loving kiss against it.

Eric eyes you with desire as you draw back after. Craving for those supple lips of yours to wrap around his aching cock, and is feeling ravenous for your pussy.

He was a bit flustered in being unable to hide his abrupt horniness at you innocently enjoying your treat, but he’s not gonna back down in satisfying his craving.

“Wanna have more dessert together? We can eat in the bedroom.” he speaks lowly, all suggestive and with a smirk.

It is now you who starts to feel hot in hearing his suggestion, mood changed and k-drama way past forgotten. You press your thighs instinctively together, liking the sound of that.

Eric notices and wets his lips with his tongue, smirk still prevalent on his face as he’s made you needy now, too.

He doesn’t hesitate in grabbing the remote and turning off the screen. Getting off the couch and now standing, he extends an arm down in front of you. You blush as you take his hand, and he pulls you up, interlocking your fingers with his own.

Without any words, you two walk to your shared bedroom, smiles beaming on each of your faces as you walked with hands intertwined to perform some raunchy activity.

When you guys make it to the bedroom, Eric immediately reaches over his head, grabbing the upper back of his shirt, and pulls it over his head effortlessly.

The sight of his naked torso alone is enough to make your pussy pulse. You take in the sight of his abdominal muscles and toned arms— of which, you swear have gotten just a tad bigger lately. Him working out almost every day is really evident.

It’s taking a lot right now to not jump at his bones and feverishly start licking up his chest. You bite back comments that would feed his ego and make it skyrocket, because although he is your boyfriend, you should play it cool for now.

But you know he’ll be bragging and teasing later to you how your body withers for him, and how his actions can make you easily go dumb and come undone.

Eric has taken a seat on the end of the bed as you remove your top and bottoms, leaving you in your panties. You hear him whistle like a cheeky bastard when he sees the soft flesh of your breasts bounce and the bottom of your butt cheeks peeking from the fabric.

“Stopppp,” you playfully draw out, grinning like an idiot and cheeks turning crimson at his reaction.

Your small hands cup your boobs, massaging the skin and rubbing along your tender nipples as you watch your boyfriend smoldering at you while he removes his sweats.

Goosebumps appear on your skin in a flash, aroused to discover that he went commando today. His cock immediately sprung up from his sweats as he removed and tossed them to the side.

His right hand grabs hold of it, running his fingers along his shaft as he leans backwards, letting his back hit the bed sheets and he moans at his own movements.

“Want you on top of me— backwards, please.” he practically begs, legs stretched out in front of him, slightly splayed over the bed.

A whimper escapes your throat at his open neediness, making it feel like there’s a heartbeat in your cunt.

You register that he wants you backwards on top, meaning he wants to 69. A position that you guys didn’t frequent, but Eric enjoyed it so much.

He loved the idea of pleasing each other at the same time, fulfilling both of your hungry oral desires without waiting for one another’s turn.

It was so vulnerable, intimate, and lewd— which is why Eric found it so salacious.

You honestly did like it, too. But sometimes it was a bit overwhelming and easy to be dazed from his pussy-eating skills and attention while you’re trying to focus on his cock. You also were shy in having your entire ass in his face and body on top of him, but he always assured you that it was easier that way, and he loved it. He wanted you like that.

You walked closer to him and approached the side of the bed, leaning close enough to bring a hand to his face and caress his cheek. You soaked in every part of his face for a moment, since you’d be facing away from him in a minute or so. You couldn’t resist in bringing your lips down to kiss his own velvety ones, burning in desire all throughout as they moved delicately with yours.

You swallowed and let out a shaky breath as you pulled back, beginning to play with the hem of your panties out of anticipation.

“Take them off.” he rasps, looking at you with utter desperation.

You follow his order, pulling your underwear down and stepping out of the fabric without anymore delay.

You finally get on the bed, crawling over his body and bring your face close to his genitals. You take time in positioning yourself as comfortably as you can possibly get on either side of his shoulders.

Both of your hands grip onto his thighs, eyeing his throbbing cock in need. Your thighs are shut over Eric, squeezing them together at how horny you were.

He fixes that instantly though, pulling them apart and is greeted by the perfect view of your sex.

“There she is.” he whispers, making every fiber of your body flutter at those three words.

“Be a good girl for me and try not to squirm or jerk away this time, okay?” he says, pressing feathery kisses along the inner part of your thighs.

“Mhmm” is all he can get out of you at that. His mouth or touch hasn’t even reached your cunt yet, and you’re already melting away.

He finally greets your pussy, fingers making contact against your folds and rubbing carefully along them. A gasp releases from you as the pads of his fingers play with the outside of your cunt.

His lips suddenly attach to your sex, kissing your pussy slowly to start off, eventually building up to practically making out with your lips and his kisses become more intense.

Your eyes are practically glued shut, high off the feeling of Eric simply touching you with his fingers and lips on the most intimate part of your body. No matter how many times he touched you, you’d always be weak to it as if it was the first time.

“You like when I kiss you here, don’t you?” he puffs out, then goes back to attaching his mouth to your sex, letting his tongue slip out and he begins licking you.

“Fuck— Eric!”

“Don’t forget to touch me too, pretty. Wanna feel those pretty lips around me.”

Your brows were slightly furrowed, too focused on the pleasurable attention Eric’s giving you right now. Way too focused that you forgot that this position was meant to be a two-way street.

You swallowed, looking at his red tip, whole-hard cock aching to be taken care of.

“Mhm— s’ry. Gonna make it all better, baby.” you breathe out.

You begin to bubble up together a decent amount of saliva in your mouth, then spit onto your dominant hand, using it as lubricant for Eric’s cock.

Your fingers and palm then wrap carefully around his shaft, starting off with slow, soft strokes. Eric groans into your pussy at you finally touching him, making you smile in satisfaction.

You give his tip a tender kiss before licking circles around his cock head, allowing your tongue to dance around and toy with his slit.

“Fuck, baby! You’re such a damn tease.” he growls out.

You continue to lick further down his shaft, swirling painfully slow along the long veins that decorate his cock and on the underside, adding just a tiny bit more pressure from your fat tongue, just the way he likes.

Needy noises from Eric start to become more frequent from your actions, and he takes it upon himself to finally amp it up a bit more as he takes an index finger and sticks it in his mouth. His own saliva coats it and without warning, he inserts it inside of you.

Moans tumble out of you from the feeling, and he doesn’t even give you at least a minute to think more about it before he adds a second finger, causing you to whine at the stretch and girth of them inside you.

“You love my fingers, huh? Always take them s’ well. Atta’ girl.” he coos.

With that stretch from his fingers in you, it provides more access to your cunt for him. His tongue inserts between your pussy lips and he begins to lick you more.

Eric feels the smooth, rounded edges of your opening as he slips it inside. He slips his tongue in and out hungrily, feeling your slippery walls firmly in doing so.

He feels carnal and lascivious as he eats you like a starved man. Hungry for your warm pussy. Hungry to show love and attention to the most vulnerable part of your body. Hungry to please you— his pretty girl.

You can’t help but mewl in feeling those thick fingers of his fucking around inside you. His mouth reaching different avenues of your cunt also is driving you closer and closer to the edge, knowing that you’ll fall apart eventually.

You shake your head and redirect your focus to his cock, not hesitating in rubbing his cock head over your lips, groaning as you smeared his wet tip mixed in your saliva and his precum over them. They part after a few seconds and you take some of Eric’s length in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you bobbed your head rhythmically.

You focused on providing long, deep strokes with maximum suction on each up stroke, humming in pleasure at the fullness of his girthy cock moving in your mouth.

Eric’s panting at your warm mouth fucking him just right and from devouring you up, driving him insane.

Your hand jacks off what you can’t fit, coating itself in the wetness you two have made from the mixture of your body fluids. Eventually, your hand reaches out to his balls, petting and caressing carefully the delicate sack.

“Mmph! Y/n…” Eric whimpers, making you clench around his fingers at his whining. He knows he’s so close, and so he’s even more passionate in eating you out, the tip of his nose pressing into your clit, gently brushing over your sensitive bud.

You remove your mouth from his cock in an instant, chest heaving and eyes rolling back.

The feeling of his nose on your clit is like pure euphoria to you. Eric’s nose was so prominent and sharp. It was arguably one of his best features you’d say, and so his nose combined with your clit was like living on cloud nine.

Unthinkingly, your hips rocked, grinding your cunt into his mouth. Your body was greedy in wanting more of his face on your sex, specifically towards your swollen clit.

Eric chuckles lowly to himself at you wanting to face-fuck him. “My greedy girl wants more?” he takes advantage of this position and spanks your ass cheek, a loud gasp leaving your mouth as a result from the sting mixed with pleasure.

He begins to squeeze your hips, holding you securely. The tip of his nose presses into your clit, gently rubbing it over your sensitive bud and drawing small circles around it. It’s perfectly shaped to apply pressure, as well as on your inner lips.

Although the stimulation is making you weaker and weaker by the minute, you attach your mouth back onto Eric’s cock, going back to blowing him and slurping up his length as best as you can.

Your hand jacks him off sloppily, and your movements start to become messy from how wet and slippery his entire length, your hand, and mouth is. Saliva is beginning to pool out from the corners of your lips, making you feel full from drowning in his cock.

Your pussy vibrates from Eric groaning into it due to the pretty noises releasing from your throat and how beyond wet your hot mouth is.

He starts bucking his hips into your mouth and you gag at his sudden movements while his body is full of tension, a blast of pleasure that travels from his head to his toes.

It’s driving him to the brink of madness from your lecherous noises, actions, and your heated bottom in his face. He can also feel your fleshy breasts and hard nipples resting over his abdomen.

It is a cornucopia of pleasurable sensation for him, and so you feel him throb inside your mouth, signaling that his climax is approaching.

His breathing is becoming more ragged and his moans get higher and higher pitched as he gets closer. He mumbles incoherent things into your cunt, head spinning and lost in lust while his release spurts out.

His cock pulsates while his thick cum squirts into your mouth, making you both fill the room with repeated moans and other noises.

His load hits your tongue, the inside of your cheeks, and the back of your throat, tasting slightly sweet as you swallow all the cream he has to offer.

Eric knows you’re close too, and only gives himself a few seconds to recover from orgasm before he gives maximum attention to your cunt again. His tongue presses down experimentally on your clit before his balmy, wet lips take it and start sucking on it eagerly.

“Eric— baby!” you pulled his sensitive cock away from you mouth and moaned, feeling like sobbing when he sticks his fingers inside you again simultaneously, and slides them easily in and out of you.

He’s so carnal, sucking, eating, and playing with you like there’s no tomorrow. Although you can’t see how fucked out your lover is, you can feel his devotion and desire for you as he eats you out.

His fervor shatters any remaining control you have over your body, and you’re trembling and writhing on top of him, making you whimper at the feeling of losing control and your genital muscles beginning to contract.

“Let it all out, baby. You can cum for me. I want it so bad.” he babbles into your folds, making you do exactly what he says and cum all over his face.

“Fuckkkk,” your voice wavered, involuntarily shaking from reaching your climax, feeling as if you’re cross-faded and gone in the brain.

Eric grunts as he begins to slurp at your bits, lathering his tongue and mouth in all your juices.

Your pussy is now overly-past sensitive now, and you practically cry out, desperately attempting in looking back at Eric, but your ass covers any sign of him, and his face is hidden in drowning in your pussy.

“Eric!” you whine and draw out his name, raising his attention as he removes his face from your sex and breathes in heavily.

You remove yourself off him and turn around immediately, looking at him with a fucked-out gaze. You meet his own heavy lidded eyes, along with a combination of your vagina secretions and his own drool coating his face from the nose down.

Your teeth can’t help but tug on your bottom lip at the sight, finding your boyfriend so fucking hot and feeling like you’re gonna melt into a puddle after finally seeing his face.

He still continues to catch his breath, chest rising and falling as he wipes his chin. “C’mere,” he murmurs breathlessly, arms open, ready to embrace you.

You inch closer towards him and let him welcome you into his arms. Eric holds you tightly while he falls backwards on his back, and then shifts you two sideways on the bed with you still secure within his hold.

You cuddle each other, your face nuzzled into his neck/shoulder, inhaling his scent while he caresses your back, helping your mind and body adjust to the feelings of post-sex.

“You did so well.”

“Always such a good girl for me.”

“I love you— so much, pretty.”

You pull your face away from hiding, looking at him with smiling eyes and fluttering lashes, bringing a hand of yours to brush away some loose strands of slightly-damp hair from his forehead.

“I love you too, Eric.”

He eyes your lips for a moment before he meets them with his own, sticky juices coating your lips while kissing passionately. Eric groans, fucking loving the way you could probably taste yourself on him and thinking about how you had your mouth on his manhood earlier— and swallowed all of his creamy seed.

You guys continue to peck each other’s faces. Eyes, nose, cheeks, and lips, giggling and rolling around in bed.

“My handsome boy.” you suddenly say, lost for a moment as you stare at your lover’s features and soak it all in. Looking at Eric never got old, his beauty always caught you by surprise as if you have never seen his face before. You could stare at him all day.

He chuckles shyly, cheeks growing warm at your comment and fondness for him.

“You’re such a cutie.” you giggle at him, and he just smiles, adoring how soft and cute you get after sex. You were his pretty baby. And always would be.

“Can’t argue with that.” he replies, smirking as he kisses the top of your head.

“Let’s sleep now, hm?” he whispers.

You sigh happily, exhausted and ready to fall asleep in Eric’s arms after some good sex.

You two get ready for bed, and sleep soundly that night knowing that you belong to each other.

And you each wouldn’t want or have it any other way.

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[absurdthirst]

Vivid {Mando x F!Reader}

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 6.4k

Warnings: SEX POLLEN, dubious consent, fuck or die, oral sex (male and female receiving), 69, face sitting, blindfolds, sex in the dark, vaginal sex, rough sex, overstimulation, cream pie, cum eating, masturbation

Comments: A chance encounter in the canyon just beyond Din's little house on Nevarro leads to a sticky situation. A vivid pink flower, a powerful aphrodisiac, and a need to fuck has Mando bringing you home.

Co-written with @pedropascalsx

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The changes around Nevarro are….nice. The little house that was deeded to Din is far enough away from town that he doesn’t feel crowded, yet it’s close enough that he can walk Grogu to the little school that he had enrolled him in. His journeys needed to include more socialization than bounty hunters, killer droids and Mandalorians. He needed to be able to move throughout many different cultures respectfully and what better place to learn than school?

Din’s own education happened in the Fighting Corps. Effective, but he had a mind to raise his adoptive son and apprentice better than his own teacher had. Especially since Grogu had an advantage that he had never wielded, the force. 

“No Grogu,” Din shakes his head and sighs softly as the fifty year old baby tries once again to float his little school pack off the shelf to where he is sitting. Wanting to go to school, even though it’s the weekend. “There is no school today.” 

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It had been a long day so far, you’d run your usual errands and finished a few tasks around your home. A few of the children in your class had been requesting some more painting time during the week, and never one to dim anyone’s excitement for the arts, you couldn’t say no.

You like to make sure that art class is just as educational as it is fun, so you grabbed your book of plants and flowers and got ready to make your way out of town to collect and pick some plants and flowers for the kids to paint and learn to identify. 

The cool breeze was welcomed as you began your trip, a wicker basket hanging comfortably from the crook of your elbow as you made your way through the town, greeting everyone politely and with a warm smile as you did so. 

You like Nevarro. Especially as of recent, the town was much friendlier and a new sense of community had fallen across the planet. 

After a brief chat with one of your overexcited students and his parents you continued your walk while nibbling on some fresh fruit from a stall you had passed.

The kid is passed out in the little bed that Din had bought for him, the Mandalorian steps out of the house, striding off towards the canyon. He needs to tune his blaster, having replaced the plasma cartridge earlier. The domesticity is unusual, but he likes it, a set schedule and a home to make meals in. It’s oddly appealing, even though he does often wonder how the covert is doing on Mandalore.

After a nice breezy walk, your basket is almost full, you’ve picked multiple flowers and plants for the children to paint and learn about. The canyon is quiet, peaceful, the only sound coming from the soft breeze shaking the trees and the occasional twitter from the out of sight creatures. 

You’re just about to leave and make your way back home, before it catches your eye and steals your attention. A vivid shade of pink and standing alone. The petals are perfectly uniform and it’s the most perfect looking flower that you’ve ever seen.

Din sighs, seeing someone in the canyon ahead of him. There wouldn’t be any practice unless the person was just leaving. Making him huff under his helmet and hope that it wasn’t someone who is looking for trouble.

You kneel down in front of the flower, appreciating its beauty before reaching into your basket and pulling out your holopad. Unable to resist taking a few snaps of the gorgeous flower. 

Zooming in on the photo you notice a figure in the background that you immediately recognise as the father of Grogu - the new and unbelievably adorable little green foundling in your class. 

You place your holopad back in your basket, figuring he’ll want some space. He’s polite, not much of a talker but there’s something about him that’s… intense. The kind of intenseness that makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand upright and makes that magic button downstairs pulse uncontrollably until it gets the attention it deserves. 

You gently snip the bottom of the stalk and gently scoop up the flower in your hands, inhaling its gorgeous and intoxicating scent and letting it flood your senses.

And then it hits you.

Walking closer, he recognizes that it’s Grogu’s teacher. You are a newcomer to Nevarro, at least, you hadn’t been here when it was a bounty hunter’s hive. One of the more gentle settlers, and it doesn’t hurt that besides him, you are Grogu’s favorite person. 

He smiles slightly under his helmet, wondering what you are doing out here in the canyon, although he spies the basket on your arm.

The effect is immediate, within seconds fire is coursing through your veins and pain meets a new type of pleasure in the most delicious way. 

Every nerve ending in your body is set alight, and the pleasure center in your brain is working overtime. Arousal floods your core, your nipples harden and your clit is pulsing with desperate need out of nowhere. 

You start to whimper as your legs threaten to fail beneath you, you’re still kneeling but you feel as though you’re about to collapse in a heap on the floor. The sounds that leave your mouth are nothing short of filthy, and you become more and more aware of your need for something to quench the flames that are burning stronger with every passing second.

Seeing you stumble, Din rushes forward. Hand on his blaster as he tilts his head up, searching for danger. Why else would a healthy woman nearly collapse? “Hey! Hey, get down!” 

“The flower,” you say with a breathy moan, “I think it’s the flower.”

He’s already reached your side, grabbing you and your basket and dragging you behind a craggy outcrop in the canyon, getting you to cover. Unaware of your moaned words,  they were too unintelligible. The pollen from the flower drifts under his helmet, not pressurized against contaminants and floods his nostrils in a heady rush.

“I don’t know what’s happening,” you babble, as you start to pull on the collar of your dress. The material feels much too constricting and far too warm despite the cool breeze.

“Dank ferik.” Din hisses, his own armor suddenly feeling as if it weighs more than the great forge on Mandalore. “It’s- it’s the pollen.” He croaks out, slapping the basket out of your hand, but he knows it’s too late.

“What’s w-wrong with the pollen?” You gasp out, unsure why your clothes feel heavy and your body is trembling uncontrollably. Your need to be touched now is desperate.

“It’s an aphrodisiac.” He grunts, cock already hardening and tenting the fabric of his flight suit. “It- it lasts for hours and-“ His eyes under his helmet widen as he remembers one particular trait of this toxic flower.

“And?” You ask frantically, “And what?”

“Your heart explodes if you don’t- uh, have sex.” His hand slaps against the rock wall of the canyon and he groans, thinking about an activity that he has long denied himself. He’s been too busy with the kid to seek out any companionship, even for a night.

“What?” You say with a pained laugh, “How is that -fuuuuck- how is that even possible?” The lace from your bra rubs painfully against your hardened peaks and you have to physically fight the urge to free yourself of your dress and bra.

He doesn’t fucking know, but the digital display in his helmet is broadcasting that fact as he looks down at the flower. “What the fuck were you doing with it?” He demands, trying to think about something other than pushing you against the rocks and burying himself in your cunt.

“I was just.. I’m picking flowers for the kids to paint,” you say between labored breaths, “Please, do something. It fucking hurts.” You start to beg, unsure what can be done.

He hadn’t anticipated that response. Groaning, he shakes his head. Knowing that a quick fuck in the canyon isn’t going to do it. Plus it’s too exposed out here. “Hold on to me.” He orders, stumbling next to you and wrapping his arm around your back before he kicks on his Rising Phoenix.

You squeal with shock as you’re shot upwards into the deep blue sky, your arms wrapping so tightly around The Mandalorian that it hurts.

Din’s groans are covered by the sounds of the jetpack and the wind. His cock is throbbing and leaking into the flight suit and he knows you have to be feeling worse. Your exposure was vastly greater than his own.

He senses the moment that the pain becomes too much for you to bear, his arms wrapping even tighter around you as you start to lose your grip. Pain shoots throughout your body as you whimper in his arms.

“We-it’s- it’s close.” He groans, his own body used to pain although he’s never experienced an arousal that might override all his senses like this before. All he can think about is stripping you down, burying himself in your body over and over until relief is finally achieved.

“I can’t hold on much longer,” you gasp, as the aching between your thighs grows stronger and more uncomfortable.

The outline of his small cabin appears and it can’t be a second sooner. His entire body is tense and his jetpack is nearly sputtering as it sets down on the ground in front of the remote dwelling. His star-fighter is parked off to the side and he is grateful that the baby is still asleep in his own little room.

His grip on you stays firm as you reach the ground, and he gently pulls you into his cabin. Spinning you around he presses you up against the door and gently palms your tit with his gloved hands.

“Tell me-“ Din groans and bites his lip under his helmet. “Dank ferik, tell me I can fuck you, Mesh’la.” He begs.

“You can fuck me,” you say with a moan as you press yourself up against him, desperate to feel him inside of you.

His head turns towards the door where Grogu is sleeping, relieved to find it still closed and he steps back to drag you away from the wall. “My room.” He demands, knowing the kid didn’t need to wake up and see anything.

“Yes, sir,” you say as you follow him on shaky legs into the room. Your clothes feel heavy against your skin, but you wait for his command to remove them. Standby patiently but writhing in discomfort as he walks towards you. “I need to take my dress off,” you say, as the material irritates your skin.

“Take it off.” He knows he will rip your dress if it touches it and he needs to get out of his armor. It’s chafing his skin and he’s overheating.

You immediately unzip the dress and let it fall to the floor, before working on your bra and panties. “Need you so badly,” you whine and you climb down onto the bed, and spread your legs. Dipping your fingers into your entrance and spreading some of your arousing through your folds and circling your clit.

“Dank ferik.” The armor clanks to the floor carelessly. Unable to treat it as reverently as he normally does. Fingers fumbling as his cock throbs, visor trained on your cunt.

“Hurry,” you beg, as you circle your clit faster, you’re soaked enough for him to slide right in with little resistance. “Am I allowed to touch you?” You ask as you continue working your clit, you know a little about Mandalorian creed but you’ve never fucked one before and want to make sure you’re respectful and you don’t cross any boundaries.

“I-I’m going to turn out the lights.” He groans, wanting to see you, touch you. And have you touching him. “And I need to blindfold you.”

“Whatever you need,” you say, as you turn your head so he can blindfold you. “I won’t touch you unless you explicitly tell me where it’s okay, and I promise the blindfold will stay on until you take it off.”

“You can touch me.” He is panting as he ties the blindfold and quickly strips out of the flightsuit and his boots. Even though he is burning, he hesitates when reaching for his helmet.

You reach out and let your fingers run across his chest, “Fuck,” you say, as your pussy clenches around nothing, “Want you to fuck me so badly, but I really wanna suck your cock first, Mando. I want to rub my little pussy while you fuck my throat.”

“No.” He chokes out, knowing that your body is screaming for release worse than his own is. It makes the decision easy and the click of the locks is accompanied by a slight hiss as he lifts the helmet off his head and it clatters to the ground.

“Oh,” you say, clearly disappointed but still rubbing your clit as fast as you can and chasing your release. “How do you want me?”

Din knocks your hand away and climbs up on the bed to pull you up and spin you around. A lifetime of training makes picking you up easy and he flips you onto your stomach on his chest. “Suck my cock and I’ll lick you.” He rasps out, his voice unmodulated and clear. “Never done it, but I want to. You need it.”

The sound of his voice is even sexier when unmodulated. Raspy and rough. Each word going straight to your pussy. “Yes, sir,” you say as you feel around and finally get his cock in your hand. It’s thick, veiny and dripping in pre-cum, the room is dark enough and the blindfold is opaque enough that you can’t see it but it feels glorious in your hands. You give him a teasing lick, lapping up all the pre-cum before taking the tip of him in your mouth.

Din groans, his gloveless hands reaching for your hips and his entire body shudders when he realizes that it’s full skin to skin contact. Dragging you back and immediately plunging his tongue inside your quivering and leaking cunt.

“Oh, fuck,” you choke out as you pull off his cock, loving the dexterous heat of his tongue. You take him back into your mouth and hollow your cheeks, your moans vibrating against his cock as he eats your pussy. For someone who said he’d never done this before he’s unbelievably skilled, eating you with such vigor that after a few minutes you can feel your orgasm rapidly approaching.

There have been a lot of holo vids around oral sex in his past, learning and aching to try the things that he saw. Although he’s not got a forked tongue like some species, nor one as long, he still grunts in pleasure as you moan loudly around his cock. Rocking your hips back to taste you more, getting deeper into your cunt.

“Gonna cum,” you croak out around him, before swirling your tongue around the tip of him and pulling away before cumming with a loud whimper of the only name you know for him, “Fuck, Mando!’

Din nearly whimpers at the loss of your mouth but the sweetness of your cum makes up for it. Soaking his face like he’s never experienced before. His cock throbs and he pulls away. “Close.” He chokes out, knowing he’s going to cum from this alone.

You take him back into your mouth and double down on your efforts, sucking him harder and licking your tongue around him. You take him as deep as you can, working the bottom of his shaft with your hands, saliva dripping everywhere as you work him towards his high. Needing to feel his cock twitch and start to flood your mouth with his cum.

It doesn't take him but a few more seconds when your mouth wraps back around him for Din to start to cum. Groaning out your name harshly, it's the only warning you get when he shoots a hot rope of cum down your throat, immediately followed by another.

You swallow around him, humming at the rich yet salty taste of him. Not letting a single drop go to waste, eagerly awaiting each burst as your mouth milks him dry. He’s delicious, salty and musky and you want more. You keep sucking until he orders you to stop and you slowly pull off of him with a groan.

Even though he's cum, his body still aches, his cock is still hard and he knows you aren't satisfied either. "My tongue or my cock in your cunt this time?" He pants out, needing to know where to bury his cock again.

“Your cock, please,” you beg as you lift off of him, “Do you want me to ride you, Sir?”

"For now." He knows you might need him desperately and he wants to see how much you are willing to grind on him for his cock.

His harsh tone makes your chest clench, but you push away that feeling and position yourself over him, slowly sinking down on this thick cock and moaning loudly as he stretches you open. His cock fills you entirely, your walls flutter and hug his cock as you get used to the delicious stinging from how stretched out you are from him. You start rocking your hips slowly, before increasing your pace, grinding down on him over and over. Desperate moans slipping through your plush lips as a wave of euphoria floods through you.

The darkness is just enough that he can see you move. A shadow and he wishes that he could turn the lights back on but he can't risk your blindfold coming loose. It's barely a loophole and technicality of the creed, but you can't see him. Not unless you were going to bind yourself to him.

“You feel so good,” you choke out, as you rock your hips a little faster. “So big. So thick.” You murmur again and again as your pace quickens, chasing a high and feeling a desperate need to have him cum hard and paint your walls with his delicious cum.

"Fuck." Din chokes out, puffing up at the praise. It's better than the moans with his cock in your mouth and he palms your tits, plucking at them and pinching your nipples while you bounce on his length.

“Tell me what you need,” you moan, “Fast or slow? Need you to feel good, baby, want to feel this cock fill me up.”

Din curses again. "Fuck, fast." He hisses, squeezing your tits harshly. "Fucking ride me hard."

You do as he commands, increasing your pace and bouncing up and down on him as fast as you can, moaning in pleasure as he hits that spot inside of you. Your hands cover his as he squeezes your tits, holding on tightly as he starts to fuck up into you, matching your pace with his own.

The loud sounds of sex fill his room. His hips snapping up as you bounce down on his cock. Both of you moaning and cursing greedily as the fire of the pollen rages in your systems. He knows you’re craven for his cum, the only thing that can soothe the effects of the flower.

You reach down and start to circle your clit, as you keep the same pace, wanting to clamp down around him and hear those delicious groans from him. “You’re incredible,” you pant as you near your high, circling your clit with perfect precision as he fucks up against nirvana inside of you. “Gonna cum,” you warn, before pleasure washes over you and squeeze his cock like a vice. Yelling his name as you cum, hard.

Letting go of your tits, he grabs your hips again and starts the hammer up into you. His hold on your body is the only thing keeping you from being thrown up into the air. Harsh punches of his cock that hit deep and wrench a cry out of you every time he hits your cervix, he can’t even care if it hurts you because you gush another wave of heat around him.

“Fuck,” you choke out, as he pushes the air from your lungs with every thrust. You’ve never been fucked like this before, but it’s addicting, you crave more and more from him with each harsh thrust of his hips. “Fill me up,” you beg, each word more strained as his pace quickly overwhelms you.

His arms wrap around you and he’s thrusting up into you like you are his personal fuck toy. “Fuck, fuck, gonna, fuck- fill you up.” He promises, grunting out a word every time he buries his cock into your spasming cunt. One harsh thrust later and a harsh bark of your name, he delivers on that promise. Cumming just as hard and as much as when he came down your throat only minutes before.

Falling forward onto him your face nuzzles into the crook of his neck, he’s still hard and twitching inside of you but a wave of exhaustion starts to make an appearance. You pant into his warm skin, arms tightly wrapped around him and you can’t ignore how tense he is. You’re unsure if you’ve crossed a line, but you need to catch your breath again before you’re able to move off of him and ask how he wants you next.

Din is tense from how close you are to his face. It’s been so long but you don’t reach up to touch it. Your arms around his shoulders and your face tucked into his neck. He rolls you onto your back and starts to rock into you again. Knowing that the night isn’t over by a long shot.

You moan as he rocks into you, his stamina clearly better than your own as you attempt to gather up some strength. But he seems content to pick up the slack as your pussy flutters around him and your walls hug him tight. “Are you allowed to kiss me?” You ask, barely above a whisper as his hips snap forward.

Din groans and he nods even though you can’t see him. “Can I?” He breathes above your lips. He’s never kissed before and right now as he fucking you both through a dangerous exposure to sex pollen seem to be a good time to experience it.

“Yes, please.” You plead softly, wanting to taste his lips despite not knowing what they look like. Not caring at all that you have no idea what he looks like.

Permission granted, he crushes his lips to your in a messy kiss. Much less coordinated than when he licked into you, he had avoided kissing holo vids because he had felt jealous.

You giggle a little at the way he smashes his lips against yours, before lightly touching his chin and taking the lead. Licking his bottom lip gently until he parts his lips enough for you to slip your tongue inside and press it against his own. It doesn’t take long until he’s mastering the art and taking control, his lips now refusing to part from yours as he rocks his hips into you. Kissing you just as hard as he fucks you, changing up the pace every now and then and swallowing your moans of delight.

Groaning into your mouth is like ambrosia. You are the best thing he’s ever tasted and he can’t get enough. His cock steadily fills you with strokes and his tongue mimics the motion into your mouth as he pants his pleasure loudly.

With a few more strokes of his cock, he has you clamping down around him and crying out the name you know him by in pleasure. The stuttering of his hips as your pussy acts like a vice around him makes him grunt your name before pulling you in for another breathtaking kiss. The effects of the pollen start to lessen but the effects of him growing stronger. Everything about him is consuming, his scent, the power he commands and with every snap of his hips and grunt of your name; you want more and more.

Din can barely rock his hips but the clenching and squeezing of your cunt pushes him over the edge. This time he is moaning your name into your mouth while pushing more cum into your pussy. Sliding down your cheeks and soaking his bed underneath you in growing puddle.

“Fuck, Mando,” you say against his lips, with a bright smile. “Picking that flower was the best decision I've made in months.” You love the way he twitches inside of you, your walls still hugging him tightly as he groans against your mouth. You gently run your hand up and down his back as he works on catching his breath.

“Din.” There are plenty of people who know his name now and he doesn’t see why you shouldn’t. Given that he had just fucked the life out of you and still had a few more rounds in him before the pollen is completely gone. “My name. It’s Din.”

“Din,” you repeat softly, “I like that. Din.” You press a light kiss to his lips before repeating his name a few more times. “Do you think I can jerk you off next? My pussy isn’t used to being fucked this good. Give her a little break before you fill her up again?”

“Do you want my mouth again?” He asks, knowing you might still need something. “I can just suck on your clit.”

“Are you sure?” You ask, “I know you said that was the first time you did it, and I don’t want you to feel like you have to do it again if you don’t want.”

“I liked it.” Din twitches inside you as he admits that and kisses you again. “Unless you didn’t like it?”

“I loved it,” you giggle, “Can’t believe that was the first time you’ve done it. Best oral I’ve ever had.” 

“Good.” He grunts happily. “Then I’ll do it again.” He pulls out of you and rolls onto his back.

“You want me to sit on your face and I can jerk you off as you eat my pussy, baby?”

“Fuck yes.” Din groans. “Want to taste your cunt filled with my cum.”

“Fuck,” you moan at his filth, “Yes, sir.” He helps you position over his face, and you hover a few inches above his mouth before reaching down and gripping his cock. Giving it a few languid strokes before finding a pace that has him groaning. “I bet you’ve got a gorgeous cock, Din, I can feel how good it is. But fuck. It’s so thick and long and those veins… I.. fuck. It’s so perfect.” You tell him before he pulls you down and starts to eat your pussy like a man starved. You work his cock like it’s the most important job in the work, each flick of your wrist designed to make him groan and grunt with pure pleasure. “Do you like that? Do you like me stroking your cock while it’s still dripping with my cum, Din?”

He huffs, nodding his head as he continues to lick and taste both of you combined. He’d love it if you sucked his cock again but your hand is good too. Tilting your hips up, he finds your clit and sucks it into his mouth.

“Fuck, Din,” you yell out as he sucks on your clit, “Maker- I could get used to this.” You squeeze his cock a little harder, changing the pace from fast to slow. Wiping your thumb across the tip and gathering up the pre-cum to taste on your fingers. He groans as you let him, bringing your fingers up to mouth and licking them clean before gripping his cock again. “Going to suck your cock again after this, you taste so good, baby.”

Din groans and sucks on your clit harder, pushing his tongue against it and releasing it to lick it and suck it back into his mouth to start the entire process over again. He could get used to this too. Eating your pussy every night and having you on his cock.

“Diiiiiiinnnnnn,” you moan, over and over as he works magic on your clit. You stroke his cock over and over as his hips stutter, “Gonna c-cum.”

He pulls away just to gasp out, “me too.” Before he’s reattaching his lips to your clit like a hungry sucker fish.

“Din, Din, Din,” you chant his name over and over like a sacred prayer, pumping his cock until he’s spurting out thick ropes of cum, cum that you’ve desperate to scoop up and lick from your fingers. You feel your pussy clench down around nothing as your orgasm pulses through you, soaking his face with your arousal as he continues his delicious assault on your bundle of nerves.

You stopped stroking his cock, too focused on your own pleasure but you squeeze him. Making him pulse as his balls draw up against his body again.

“Din,” you pant one last time, as he grunts beneath you. You feel his cock twitching in your hands, clearly desperate for more release, and you resume your strokes. Milking him free of his pleasure and loving the way it pants your skin. Your fingers, wrists and arms are covered in his cum. All of it begging to be licked clean.

Letting go of your clit, Din groans your name as you stroke his cock and milk it of every drop of his release.

The second he stops cumming, you gently let it go and start cleaning it from your skin. Moaning at the taste and humming in content as you swallow it all down. ��You taste delicious, Din.”

His cock is still hard but he’s not desperate to be inside you. The fire in his veins nearly burned away and it will only take once more before it’s all done. “You taste good, Mesh’la.” He praises roughly. “Could taste you everyday and be a happy man.”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” you say with a giggle. “It’s wearing off, I think, it doesn’t burn as badly but I think I can go again. You wanna fuck my mouth or my pussy this time, baby?”

“Is your pussy too sore?” He asks, knowing he’s been rough with it.

“I can take you again, I’m definitely going to be feeling you for a while, but I'm not complaining.”

“Why don’t you ride me then?” He asks, stroking your hip. “You can kiss me this time.”

“Perfect,” you say, wasting no time and getting into position and sinking down on him again. You press your lips against his and start to rock your hips, the ache between your legs getting drowned out with pleasure as he matches your pace.

"Shit, shit, fuck,  you are so tight?" Din groans in surprise. "How are you still so tight? We've been fucking for hours." He doesn't stop touching you, anywhere and everywhere he can while you ride him, stroking your back, your hips, sweeping his hands up to your breasts. Greedy for that skin to skin contact now that he's not quite as focused on cumming. "Kiss me, mesh'la." He begs.

You immediately press your lips to his, and moan into his mouth. His hands feel perfect on you, they explore your body with ease as you rock up and down, chasing relief once more around his cock.

This time is less frantic. It’s slower and almost more intimate. It’s almost like you are making love.

“Need you to cum,” you murmur against his lips, exhaustion taking its toll on your fucked out body, as you rock your hips slowly. His thumb pressed up against your clit as you chase some friction

“I will.” He promises. “After you, Mesh’la.”

You move your hips just a little faster, still keeping the pace slow and intimate. His thumb circles your clit perfectly as you grind down on him, cunning with a soft moan of his name, clamping down around him and relishing the groans of pleasure he fills your ear with. “Cum for me, Din,” you plead, as you can come back down.

Now that he feels your entire body melt, he knows the pollen has worked completely out of your system. “Good girl.” He grunts, rocking his hips as he wraps his arms around you. “I’m gonna fill you up again.”

“Please,” you beg, needing to feel his release. “Please, Din.”

He doesn't rush, knowing that you have to be exhausted at this point. Only his ability to go beyond his limits allows him to keep rocking his hips up. As soon as he cums, he knows he will pass out to sleep for a good while. You are almost asleep as he fucks you.

You sink your face into the crook of his neck, unsure how you’re going to find the strength to pull yourself out of bed and make your way home. Rocking your hips more and more, his release clearly moments away, you ride him harder, determined to give him every bit of his pleasure.

"Fuck." He groans and thrusts up one more time to bury himself deep. Throbbing again and feeling your walls grip him tight when he starts to spill inside of you again. Groaning your name quietly as he fills you. Feeling the heat and need of the pollen falling away with the last pulse of his orgasm. 

“Din,” you murmured into his skin, “Tha-thank you.” Exhaustion rumbles in your joints, everything aches, but everything feels worth it when you’re wrapped up in his arms.

"Sleep, mesh'la." He hums, his hand sliding up and down your back gently. He's still inside you and doesn't want to pull out right now. He wants to sleep inside you. "I know you are exhausted."

You hum happily into the crook of his neck, letting him move you slightly and wrapping his arms around you. “Goodnight, Din.” 

Sleep comes easier than it has in months, safely pulling you into slumber as he gently rubs your back and holds you tight to him.

Sometime during the night, Din wakes up. opening his eyes and letting his vision adapt to the darkness. He's softened and is barely inside you but it was probably the most relaxed and the best sleep that he's ever had. Possibly in his entire life. Reaching up, Din gently unties the blindfold that is still firmly over your eyes. He's decided that he wants you to see him. Or have the choice if you wanted him to turn on the lights. Now he just holds you, waiting for you to wake up.

Waking up, you hum contentedly in his arms, nuzzling your nose into his warm skin. The fact he’d removed your blindfold not fully registered yet as you wish him a ‘good morning.’ It’s only as you pull back and the light hits your eyelids that you realize the blindfold is off. “Din,” you say quietly, “Is it ok to open my eyes?”

"Opening your eyes comes with consequences, mesh'la." He admits quietly. "I am not allowed to let anyone see my face. Or I become darmanda." He explains. "I would no longer be Mandalorian."

“What do you want me to do?” You ask, before pressing your lips against his, “Tell me.”

"There is a way that you can see me and I am still Mandalorian." He tells you, slightly nervous about what you would think. It's crazy, but he couldn't stop thinking about it when he woke up. 

“Tell me,” you repeat, “If you want to.”

"If you are my riduur....you can see my face without any consequences."

“Riduur?” You repeat slowly, “What is that?”

“Spouse.” He whispers the Basic word and waits for your reaction.

“Oh,” you say quietly, before bringing your hands up to his chin and gripping it gently. “Riduur,” you repeat, loving the way it sounds, “You could see me as yours one day?”

“You would be mine then.” He tells you. “If you want.”

“I want to be yours,” you say against his lips.

“Then open your eyes, Mesh’la.” He murmurs softly. “You can look at me before we say our vows.”

You kiss him first, pressing your lips firmly against his before pulling back and slowly opening your eyes. Staring deeply into his brown eyes and feeling a smile spread across your face as you take in his features. “Gorgeous,” you say quietly, before letting your fingertips gently run across his face.

His eyes softly and his lips part when your fingers drag across them. He’s been touched by Grogu but this is different. “Pleasant enough? Or should I put my helmet back on?” He jokes self-consciously.

“You’re perfect,” you say honestly, “I can’t believe you’d want me. You’re gorgeous.”

“You are mesh’la, it is Mando’a for beautiful.” He hums, smiling up at you.

“Mesh’la,” you repeat, “You are mesh’la, Din.”

Biting his lip, he says, “repeat after me. Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde.”

“Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde,” you say as clearly as you can, eyes still focused on his as you do so.

Din grins. “It is our vows.” He explains. “It means - We are one when together, we are one when parted, we share all, we will raise warriors."

“We are one.” Taking his hand you bring it to your lips and place a small kiss on it. “Yesterday took an unexpected turn… But I’m so glad I picked that flower.”

He snorts and shakes his head. “Good thing I wasn’t secretly a Gungan under my helmet.” He teases.

You giggle back at him before pulling him in for another kiss, “I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk normally for the next few days, you realize that right?”

“That’s to be expected.” Din flashes you a dirty grin. “Make sure you tell them that when we go to Mandalore.”

“So every time you fuck me, I’m going to be feeling it for days?” You ask with a raised eyebrow.

“Not every time, but when you’re fucking to stay alive, I’ll make sure you feel it.” He chuckles, wrapping his arms around you and grinning up at you. “You can pick those flowers anytime you want….riduur.”

“I might just have to do that,” you giggle, “Thank you for saving my life, Din.”

“I think I’ve gotten a pretty good reward.” Din hums. He had settled here for Grogu and it was a nice little place, maybe a little lonely since he’s not so busy, but now he has a feeling he will never be lonely again. Not with you by his side.

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

Hiii!! 🥰 is it ok if I can request nanami w a bunnygirl!reader who is kinda shy and going through her heat but she doesnt wanna bother him about it. Thank you! 💘

In the Heat of Things 🐰 (Dom!Nanami x sub!Bunnygirl!Reader 18+ One Shot) [REQUEST FILL]

Pairing: Kento Nanami x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: In which you're Nanami's bunny girl girlfriend who is going through a rough time during your "cycle", so your gentlemanly boyfriend takes it upon himself to help you out and ease your heat when your body tells him what your mouth can't.

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+; Bunnygirl!Reader; Shy!GF!Reader; BF!Nanami; Dom!Nanami + sub!Reader; Heat Symptoms; Dry Humping; Tongue Kissing; Oral (Giving & receiving); Ear Pulling; Mild Degradation + Praise; Spanking; Facefuck; Ear & Tail Stroking; Clit Stimulation; Multiple Positions (Missionary, Doggystyle, 69, etc); Cock Drunk!Reader; Pussy Drunk!Nanami; Multiple Orgasms for Reader; Creampie; Internal Cumshot; Cum on Ass; Aftercare

Writer's Note: Thank you so much for your patience, Anon! I hope you enjoy this one! -Jazz

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“Is anything the matter, darling?” Nanami worriedly asks you. “You barely touched your carrot cake.” 

You tentatively look up at him from your plate of delicious carrot cake adorned in sweet vanilla whipped cream while Nanami got vanilla bean ice cream instead for his dessert. He thought that paying an extra $16 for dessert would put a smile on you that dinner didn’t, but it hasn’t. 

And dinner was good! Your wonderful, amazing boyfriend has noticed how hard you’ve been working lately and took it upon himself to take you out tonight. He took a break from hunting curses and saving people to take you out to a romantic steak restaurant that he knew you’d enjoy. 

But despite how good you look in your pretty dress, your frown does nothing to make your beauty more radiate. Your happiness is what is most pretty to him. 

You look at him, blinking at him with those big, pretty, doe-like eyes. “What?” you dumbly ask. Realizing what he said, you wither in your pretty dress and lower your fork. “O-Oh, sorry. I’m fine, really…just lost in thought.” 

You look around the steak restaurant, watching all of the romantic couples be all cute and engaged in each other. So unlike you. You turn to your boyfriend sitting across from you, feeling terrible for treating him so badly. Your bunny ears, once sitting high on your head, droop with shame. “Please don’t worry about me, babe, really! I’m just a bit tired from work.” 

And you aren’t lying. Work has been taking a chunk out of your soul lately, but only to distract you from your main issue. One of which you have yet to discuss with Nanami as his bunny girlfriend. 

You and Nanami have been dating for almost a year now and you’ve been enjoying them immensely. It’s so hard to find a relationship that isn’t solely physical just because you’re a bunny girl. Most men just want to fuck you because of how sexualized your species is, but not Nanami. He took one look at you and wanted to put you in his pocket forever. 

Everything with him is amazing: the weekend sleepovers, the late-night talks and cuddles, the kissing, the touching, the sex. The sex, especially. Nanami is amazing when it comes to making your body feel good. Part of why is because you feel so comfortable with him. You feel like you can tell him everything and he’d never judge you. 

Except for this ‘issue’. You can’t tell him that…not yet, at least. Not until it’s over. 

“Well, if you’d like to leave, we can,” he says comfortingly. “I just figured we’d have a night together since work has been so hectic for us.” 

“No, no!” You protest, taking his hand in yours. “Kento, it’s fine! The last thing I want to do is go home and sleep when I could be spending time with you.” 

He smiles at you, a light pink blush appearing on his handsome features. “I agree. I’ve been looking forward to being with you all week. Every time we talked on the phone, I wanted to race to your apartment like a madman and see you.” His gaze is intense and almost hungered. It excites you, especially coming from a man as calm and collected as Nanami Kento.

“Oh,” you exhale. “That’s so sweet.” Though you look calm, you are losing it on the inside. You feel a warm buzz that the wine could never give you at his sweet, intimate words, each one going straight between your thighs. 

Nanami shrugs, clearing his throat to will away the blush. “It’s only true,” he sheepishly says. “I guess you could say I’m crazy about you. I know a couple of people would say so, like Habibara.” 

But as he continues to talk, you once again drift away with your thoughts. Your dirty, nasty, filthy, raunchy, slutty thoughts of you getting bent over the dinner table by your perfect boyfriend. Him hiking up your dress making you moan and sob as he spanks your ass raw. Him fucking you stupid with his tongue, fingers, and cock in front of everyone at the restaurant until you’re creaming all over his— 

“Y/N?” He asks. You blink at him, snapping back to reality. “H-Huh?” You say. “Did you say something?” 

Nanami’s brows furrow in concern. “I asked if you were doing anything next weekend,” he repeats. He leans in as if to keep others from hearing in on your convo. “Are you sure you’re okay? You look a little…flushed. Funny, I thought it was rather nippy in here.” 

You place your hands on your cheeks, your bunny ears drooping in embarrassment. Sure enough, they are warm just like the rest of your body despite your spaghetti-strap dress. “It’s just the alcohol.” You wave down your waiter eagerly. “Um, excuse me!” You shout. “Another glass of water, extra ice please.” 

He nods and fetches it for you, making you believe that some ice-cold water will soothe your hot flash. But it won’t. Because it’s not the alcohol’s fault. The truth is it’s none of those things. 

It’s not the wine or work or you being tired. It’s because you’re in heat. You’re going through it, experiencing all of the symptoms: heavy breathing, random hot flashes, hardened nipples, a dripping wet pussy, etc. To put it bluntly, you’re extremely, pitifully horny. All for the man sitting across from you. 

Nanami doesn’t know that his precious bunny girl is feening for his cock…more than usual, anyway. He just thinks you’re tired. “I think that maybe we should call it a night, darling. You don’t seem like yourself.” 

The waiter comes back with your water, thank God, and you take a much-needed sip. “No, baby, I’m fine,” you protest, squeezing his hand. “I’m just tired from work, but I want to finish dinner. I’ve been looking forward to this too.” You try not to shiver in delight as his thumb caresses your knuckles and you clamp your thighs tight together. “Now let’s dig in,” you giggle and practically gulp down your dessert. 

After dinner and getting wet over Nanami snatching the bill up to pay, he walks you outside to his car and drives you back to your apartment. Once outside the building, he helps you out and stands with you in the lot. You feel as if you’re the only two existing on Earth now. “That was delicious, Nanami,” you sigh. “I don’t think I can eat anything else!” 

Nanami smiles, happy to hear this. ”I’m glad. I wanted tonight to be nice for you.” In the moonlight, his cheeks flush. “It was,” you murmur, shyly taking his hand in yours. “Thank you.” 

He intertwines his long fingers with yours…his long piano fingers that would look perfect around your neck or plunged in your wet cunt. “Well, I guess that this is goodnight. You can finally catch the rest that you need.” 

He’s going? Now? You feel disappointment bloom inside of you. You know it’s stupid since the date is over, but you don’t want him to go. Not yet, anyway. “W-Well, I don’t have to go to sleep just yet,” you shyly protest. “It’s only 9 PM. If you want, you can come in to watch a movie…or cuddle…or…” You trail off, your mind taking you to some naughty places that involve Nanami mounting you. 

Your boyfriend raises an eyebrow down at you. “Or?” he teasingly pushes. “You want me to beat you in Super Mario Kart again?” You gasp, playfully hitting him. “Kento!” you whine. “Don’t be mean! You only won because my controller’s batteries were losing juice!” 

He laughs, the sound pleasant and arousing. “Whatever you say, darling,” he chuckles. “I’d love to go back with you, i-if that’s what you want too.” Once again, he blushes, his Adam’s Apple bobbing as he swallows. The air is suddenly thick with a tension that is almost unbearable. “Alright then,” you murmur. 

Nanami comes back to your place and at first, you’re glad that he does because you love having him here. After changing into your sweats and a T-shirt, you snuggle up with him on the couch to watch a movie. You decide on “Howl’s Moving Castle” since you’re a fan of Studio Ghibli and Nanami has never seen it before. 

You opt to be the little spoon tonight while your boyfriend is the big spoon, his front pressed against your back. He has stripped off his jacket and button-up top for his tank top underneath that you can feel his muscles poking through, making you want to run your hands all over him. 

But you keep them squeezed between your thighs where you can feel the throb of your pussy in your sweats. You thought that wearing pants would help, but it hasn’t. Not when your sexy boyfriend has his big arms wrapped tight around you and the smell of his cologne is in your nose. “Are you okay?” He whispers in the dimly lit living area. “Am I hugging you too tight?”You shake your head, struggling to pay attention to the movie. “N-No,” you stammer. “It’s fine.”

But it’s not fine. With every passing minute, your pussy gets wetter and more insistent on getting the pleasure it needs. Your little cotton tail is being stimulated every time Nanami shifts his body, pressing up against it. It feels so good that you have to bite your lip to keep from moaning out. 

Oh, how you need him! How you want to turn your head and kiss him, letting him swirl his tongue with yours. How you wish to turn off the movie and instead watch his handsome face contort in pleasure as he sinks his cock into your mouth or in your pussy. 

You could do it right now. You could turn over, wrap your legs around his waist, and pull him on top of you to kiss you down. He could pin you down to your couch and pound your pussy right now, giving you exactly what you need. You can almost feel him now, gripping your throat as his cock stretches you out and strokes your walls, bringing you closer and closer to that edge with him until you’re– 

“Uh, Y/N?” Nanami asks. “What are you doing?” 

“Huh?” You ask, looking back at him. Even in the dark, you can tell that he’s blushing. “Y-You’re rubbing yourself against me,” he stammers. “Your tail…a-and ass…are against my—“ 

“Oh, no!” You lament, immediately squirming out of his arms. “Dammit, no, no! I’m so sorry!” Embarrassed and humiliated, you get up from the couch, alarming him. “Hey, wait a minute!” he protests, confused. “Where are you going?” 

Quickly, you duck and hide behind the couch, not wanting to leave but also not wanting him to see you. You hide behind your ears, tears pricking your eyes. With the movie now on mute, Nanami finds you behind the couch and kneels down to comfort you. “Y/N?” he carefully asks. “What’s going on? Talk to me, lovely.” 

He gently peels back your ears and your hands from your face. His face is etched in concern. “Did I do something wrong?” You shake your head, admitting defeat. Now you have to tell him. “No,” you sigh. “It’s all me. The truth is…I’m in heat.” 

You watch Nanami blink at you, perplexed. “You’re…in heat?” he carefully repeats. “I don’t think I understand.” 

You sigh once again, not wanting to explain this because it’s so embarrassing. But you have to. “Well…it’s when girls like me go through cycles where we’re ready to mate. We get very, um…aroused.” You flush at the word choice. “Unfortunately, the warm weather makes it worse since spring is considered ‘mating season’ for certain mammals.”

He nods, his gaze intent and way too deep. “Mating,” he says, trying the words out on his lips. “So if I’m understanding this correctly, you through periods where you need to fuck.” 

Your eyes widen and your heart leaps at the vulgar word coming from his lips. “Um…well, yeah, if you wanna be blunt about it. We basically have sexual needs that need to be met.” 

“And what if they aren’t?” Nanami asks. 

“Our arousal gets worse,” you solemnly sigh. “It ain’t pretty.” Nanami’s expression darkens. “What happens?” he asks, worried. And so you tell him. You tell him about how one can become so horny that it hurts, the pain stretching on for months if not taken care of properly. 

By the time you finish, your boyfriend stares at you in horror. “How long have you been feeling like this?” he asks. You stare down at your hands, biting your lip. “About a week,” you admit. 

Nanami makes a noise between a groan and a sigh. “Baby, why didn’t you tell me this?” He cooingly asks. “I would’ve helped you with this a long time ago.” He tilts your chin up, his touch like a prayer to you. He honestly looks and sounds upset from the fact that you neglected to tell him this. 

“W-Well, you were so busy with work and I didn’t wanna bug you about it. I’ve been taking care of myself, but it doesn’t seem to work much, especially when I’m around you.” He steals the rest of your air when his hand moves up to caress your cheek, his calloused palm warm. 

“When you’re around me, hm?” he ponders aloud, his voice low and sweet. “How do you get when you’re around me?” Your teeth sink into your bottom lip, your ears and tail frazzled from his touch. ”Like…this,” you breathlessly reply. 

Nanami gently squeezes your cheeks, making your lips like a fish’s. “You mean like a needy little slut?” he asks, the vulgar words like sugar on his lips in his low, sweet tone. “Well, why don’t I help you with that? After all, it’s my fault you’re so horny.” 

“I-It’s not!” you protest. “It’s just my heat. Anyway, it’ll be done by the end of the week! I-I don’t need you to—“ 

“Shhh,” he gently shushes you, pressing a finger to your lush lips. “Don’t protest. Don’t argue. Don’t push me away. Just let me take good care of my bunny, okay?” His gorgeous hazel eyes, filled with promises of safety and acceptance, peer into yours. 

And with his thumb stroking your bottom lip, how can you deny him? “Okay,” you find yourself saying. He smiles, pleased. “Good girl,” he praises. “First off, these lips definitely need to be kissed.” 

His lips swoop down to capture yours in a soft, loving kiss that quickly grows sloppy and passionate the more you kiss. Nanami lets out a soft, eager moan as he scoops you up in his arms, laughing softly when you squeak as your feet dangle off the ground. While still kissing you, he brings you over to the couch and sits you down in his lap. His soft lips and tongue make you squirm in his lap, brushing yourself against his quickly hardening cock in his slacks.

“Can I play with your ears, darling?” he whispers, breathless from the constant kissing. “Your tail too? You still love being touched in those places, don’t you?” Gently, his hand moves down to your ass, caressing your cotton tail. Your toes curl in your shoes, your body tingly from the stimulation. “Y-Yes,” you breathlessly reply. “Go ahead.” 

You know that Nanami will be gentle like he always is, so you aren’t hesitant or apprehensive. When his fingers lightly begin to brush and stroke your bunny ear from base to tip, you damn near have an all-body orgasm. When he does the same to your tail, you feel your pussy grow wetter and it throbs more. “Oh!” You gasp. “Yes, like that!” 

Nanami smirks as he watches your face contort in pleasure as he strokes the most sensitive parts of your body other than your nipples and clit. “Like that?” He teasingly asks. “That feels good?” His cock throbs at the sound of your pitiful whimper in response. 

“What about this?” he asks. Gently, one of his big hands slides down between your thighs to pet your pussy through your panties while he continues to stroke your ears with the other. Your mouth falls agape, pleasure coursing through you. “Oh, fuck,” you moan, tilting your head back as his fingers ghost over your pussy. 

You begin to shamelessly grind your pussy into his fingers, turning Nanami one even more. “I’ve never seen you like this before,” he chuckles. “So responsive and needy. It’s so adorable.” 

You flush embarrassingly at your slutty behavior because yes, he’s right. You’ve never been this slutty with him before. “I’m sorry.” The blonde looks at you like you’re crazy. “What are you sorry about?” He scoffs. “I’m your man, darling. I want you to be like this for me and only me.” 

Under his firm gaze and insistent fingers, you nearly come apart at the seams. He then gently moves you off of him and his hard bulge, fixing you with a hot stare. “Now bend that pretty ass over me,” he demands. 

Smiling excitedly, you do as he says and bend over the couch, presenting your plump, soft ass to him. You bite your lip as his hand sneak up your thighs to hike your dress up over your hips, exposing your thong which is damn near soaked now. “Now, baby,” he tuts, “were you walking around with this under your dress the whole time at dinner?” 

His fingers slide down to gently pry open your asscheeks, emitting a pleasurable hum from you. “Such a little slut my baby has become tonight, wearing thongs and getting wet from a mere spanking.” 

“A spanking?” You parrot, confused. “What are you—“ 

Spank! You gasp at the sharp sting of his rough hand coming down on one asscheek, the jolt of slight pain sending your pussy into a frenzy. “You want another?” He hums. You let out a whimper, your tongue twisted from the surprise spank. “I’m sorry, what?” He asks, his tone soft yet firm. 

His fingers loop through your thong straps and gently pull at them, causing the thong to sink deeper into your ass and your slit. “Yes, Daddy,” you moan. “Please spank me again!” Nanami smiles, gently stroking the asscheek he hit. “That’s my girl. Let me know if it’s too much.” 

He continues to give your ass as many spanks as you want, watching the way your soft, jiggly asscheeks recoil against his hand. You moan and sob in pleasure at the burning sensation, becoming a little pain slut for him right before his eyes. Finally unable to take it anymore, Nanami stops and gets on his knees behind you. 

“Now it’s too much for me,” he growls. “Don’t move, bunny. I’m gonna eat your pussy now until you cum, okay? I want you to do whatever feels good to you. That’s your order.” You nod, gripping the couch to prepare yourself for the tongue-fucking you know you’re about to receive. 

But even as you do prepare yourself, it doesn’t do much because you’re a writhing, whimpering, moaning mess for your boyfriend as he pulls your tongue aside and  his tongue licks your folds and his lips suck on your clit, alternating between the two as much as he likes. “Ah, Ken, yes!” You cry out. “Oh, fuck yes, right there! Do it right there!” 

You are loud and vocal, much to Nanami’s enjoyment. He’s having the time of his life back here, massaging your ass and sucking on your wet pussy, your juices dripping down his chin. He even whimpers and moans into your pussy about how good you taste, only making you wetter at seeing this stoic man lose his shit over you. 

“You want a finger, bunny?” He asks, his voice slightly muffled from his face in your ass. “Talk to me. Tell Daddy what you want from him.” You struggle to do it, but manage to gather enough willpower to look at him over your shoulder. “Please,” you whimper. “Fuck me, Daddy. Make me cum.” 

Nanami smiles and so does his cock, trying hard to surge out of his pants. Slowly, he inserts one of his long fingers inside of your hole while his lips gently suck on your clit. When his finger aims up to rub against the underside of your clit, you nearly scream, bawling at the pleasure. 

“Oh, my God!” You sob. “Shit, Ken, baby, I’m gonna…I-I’m gonna…” You don’t get a chance to finish because your orgasm slams into you, drawing a string of slutty moans out of you as you cream all over Nanami’s tongue. He takes it willingly and joyfully, slurping up all that you give him. “That’s my good bunny,” he moans into your pussy. “So fuckin’ good for me.” 

Your orgasm is so strong and intense that you begin to tremble, the aftershocks taking control of your body. It’s an orgasm that you haven’t been able to give yourself due to your heat’s needs. You smile deliriously as it begins to fade, leaving you satisfied but feral for the man still cleaning you up behind you. 

Finally, Nanami pulls away as you turn to face him, naked from the waist down. ”Tired?” He questions, his eyes twinkling and lips wet from you. You touch his face, needing to feel him. “For you, no,” you purr. “I need to make you feel good too. But you’re wearing too much.” 

Nanami’s eyes flash with a fire that only you can put out. Together, with you standing on your knees on the couch and him standing before you, you strip off all of his clothes until he is butt naked in your living room. His impressive, toned body and pretty, hard cock are all on full display for you. Your mouth waters to taste him, especially his big, hairy pecs and gorgeous dick swinging between his thick thighs. 

Nanami smirks at your wide-eyed, awed expression at the sight of him. “Like what you see?” He chuckles. Wordlessly, you nod, excitedly staring at all of him. You still can’t believe that he’s really yours. You spit a copious amount of spit into your hand before you begin stroking your man’s cock, starting from the thick base and up to the pink head dripping with pre-cum. You give him a little kitten lit, emitting a soft moan from him. 

You drop your hand to massage his balls instead, giving them some love too. He holds his gaze with yours, wrapping a hand around his cock. “Tell me what you want.” With your ears now frazzled and your pussy leaking again, you crawl closer to him and grab his hips. “Just stand there and fuck my face. I want you to use my throat like a toy.” 

Nanami’s brows raise an inch. “You want it rough?” He asks, sounding surprised. You nod, needing it more than anything. “Well, if it’s what you want, darling…just tap my thigh twice if you need me to stop.” 

And then his cock is sliding in your mouth until you can feel it nearly hit the back of your throat. “Fuck,” Nanami groans, watching his dick disappear down your throat. “You’re so good to me, bunny. You always take me so well.” 

Feeling elevated by the praise, you open your throat, hollow your cheeks, and begin to bob your head up and down, back and forth, taking your boyfriend’s cock deep down your throat. You swallow it whole, slurping and sucking on it like a big, juicy lollipop, spit beginning to drip from your balls. 

Nanami can’t take it anymore. He begins to fuck your pretty face in tandem with your head bobbing, making you swallow more of his length down your sloppy, greedy throat. “Yes, that’s it, my little bunny,” he moans, pumping his cock in and out of your mouth. “Take my cock just like that. Take it all.” 

He begins to stroke your ears as you blow him, getting your pussy nice, tingly, and throbbing again for something. You’re so horny that you begin to play with your pussy as he moans and groans, even whimpers, at how pretty you look with his cock in your mouth. 

Finally, Nanami slides out of your mouth with a soft swear and you take a breath. Your lips, coated in spit and pre-cum, are wiped clean of your lipgloss, your mascara is running, and your throat is slightly raw from the constant fucking Nanami gave you. He takes hold of your chin, staring into your eyes. “Do you want more?” he asks. 

Slowly, you nod, tears pricking your eyes because of how much you need this. “Yes, Nanami,” you plea, your arousal making you bold and unashamed in your need to be fucked. “Please give it to me. I don’t care how you take me. Just fuck me!” 

That’s all Nanami needs to hear. He gives you exactly what you want and more. The man fucks you and he fucks you good. He gives your body everything that it needs to knock those horny little thoughts out of your head and relieve you of your heat. 

And in every position, you cum. 

He fucks you in missionary while standing up, his hips pistoling into yours while your feet dangle in the air, his hands pinning your thighs apart and making you take each deep, long, slow stroke that has you seeing stars and frantically rubbing your clit watching his big pecs jiggle and his handsome face contort in pleasure. 

He fucks you while standing up, your little body bouncing in his arms as you fucks you up and down on his cock, your arms wrapped tight around his neck, your tits pressed flush against his pecs, and your lips locked with his in a passionate, sloppy, wet kiss. 

He fucks you on your side, his big body curled around yours and his cock nestled between your asscheeks before sliding inside you again, your leg hooked up to get deeper. 

He pulls his cock out of you and sixty-nines with you, his cock fucking your throat instead while he tongue fucks your pussy, whimpering pathetically into your cunt while his toes curl at how good and tight your throat is, calling you his “sexy little bunny” and “good little cockslut” in his deep, velvety voice. 

He fucks your soft thighs. He fucks your perfect, jiggling tits while you lay on your back and squeeze them together. He fucks your asscheeks while you lay on your stomach, grinding his cock between your cheeks as he massages them. 

He fucks you on all fours, using your ears to pull you back on his cock, your back arched and ass stinging from random spanks while he pounds into the deep, wet heat of your pussy that squeezes and grips him for dear life. When you try to rub your clit, he smacks it away and rubs your pussy for you.

“Uh-uh,” he huffs. “No touching what’s mine. All you need to do is cum. Can my little bunny do that?” 

You don’t even answer. You can’t. But your loud moans and sobs bouncing off of your walls are all the answers Nanami needs as he fucks you faster, harder, making your clit sing and pleasure zip through you. When you feel your last orgasm of the night zip through you, you let out a broken whimper and cream all over Nanami’s cock, your orgasm exploding out of you. 

Triggered by your orgasm and sweet little sounds, Nanami grips you to him and pounds into you without abandon until he finally explodes too. “Oh, fuck!” He gasps, his loud moans and grunts echoing throughout the empty living room, triggering another min-orgasm that makes your pussy quiver and drip down your thighs. 

Nanami cums deep inside of you, filling you to the brim with his nut. He even has enough to give you on your ass, pulling out to spray your perfect cheeks with more of his seed, pumping his cock furiously behind you. A smile stretches across your face as the aftershocks begin, making you lose balance and collapse onto the couch. 

You are sweaty, winded, soaked, tired, and covered in cum. But you’ve never been more satisfied or happier in your life. Nanami finally settles down beside you, turning you over to face him. He gives you a smile, his face flushed and blonde hair slightly damp with sweat. 

“Better now?” He murmurs, gently stroking down your back. You wordlessly nod, a small, tired mewl leaving your lips. 

“I’m glad,” he chuckles, pressing a kiss to your hand. “Get lots of rest now, darling, because we’ll be going for round two soon.”

And just like that, your body tingles and your pussy throbs like you weren't just turned out on your couch by your man already.

THE END.

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Older!Eddie Munson x Fem!reader

summary: you accidentally stumble upon your best friend/roommates porn stash, you quickly learn he’s the main star. After seeing him in ways you never have, will your friendship ever be the same?

⚠️warnings: SMUT 18+ MINORS DNI, pictures for aesthetic purposes only, eddie is in his mid 30s & reader is 25, oral sex (69), throat fucking, dirty talk, slight degradation, unprotected p in v rough sex, hair pulling, squirting, anal fingering (f receiving), anal sex (f receiving), anal cream pie.

Requested by: @lokis-little-fawn 💗

You’re not sure what lead up to this, well you are—but you’re not sure why you let your curiosity get the best of you. It was just a normal Sunday morning, you had the weekend off so you spent your time cleaning up your apartment and finishing up some much needed laundry. Your roommate and best friend eddie had to go into work for a few hours to work on a car that needed repair. You figured you’d be a good roommate by folding his clothes and putting them away for him, since he’s out working hard, but now you’re not so sure that was a good idea

You folded up all of his dark colored clothes which mostly consisted of band tees and black jeans, heading to his room with the red flimsy plastic laundry basket to put them away. You hang out in Eddies room all the time but you’ve never had a reason to look inside his drawers before. You slowly open the oak wood drawer and begin putting his shirts away, then moving onto the bottom where his jeans were held, you squat down trying to easily maneuver the jeans to fit with the others, as you try to close the drawer you realize it’s too full and decide to be an even better roommate and re fold them for him so they’ll fit properly, as you begin taking them all out you see a vhs tape laying at the very bottom—of course your interest was piqued so you reach for it, picking it up and reading the side that had been written on, “NOT PORN” it said and you couldn’t help but giggle, that was such an Eddie thing to do, that’s why you loved him. Yes, love as in deeply, madly, intensely in love.

You met Eddie after he moved to Chicago from Hawkins. He began working at White Castle flipping burgers while you worked the register, you quickly got close due to your schedules always synching up. You would close together and closing was always slow so it left a lot of opportunity for you and Eddie to get to know each other, he’d talk about Hawkins, his friends and the life he left behind so passionately, it was easy for you to gain feelings for him. At some point you both became inseparable so you and Eddie decided why not move in together? You both enjoy each others company and two incomes are better than one, but you quickly realized you and Eddie will always just be friends. You’d have to endure multiple occasions of him fucking girls at all hours of the day, and they were never quiet, no matter how much you hoped they’d be, it was torture but after awhile it just became the new normal. It began to hurt less when you started dating, you’d never bring them back to your place to have sex but it was still nice to focus your attention on someone other than Eddie.

You want to put the tape back and move on to the other house hold chores you have, but you know if you don’t find out what’s on it, it’ll be all you think about, so you continue fixing Eddies jeans, putting the tape off to the side—as you finish and close the drawer, you get up taking the tape with you and heading into the living room to put it in the vhs player. Your heart is beating a mile a minute—you’re not even sure why, it’s probably just some lame low budget porno with really shit acting, “we’ll see” you whisper to yourself as you slowly slide the tape in with shaky hands.

You step back and pick up the remote as the tape goes from static to a shot of someone’s bedroom, the camera is focused on a bed with obnoxious pink flowers on the bedsheets, nothing other than the bed can really be seen in the shot. You fast forward a bit until you see something that catches your eye and immediately press play, as you do you hear and see Eddie balls deep in some girl, the moaning is ringing out through your ears as you sit on the coffee table watching the display in front of you. Your jaw instantly drops and your stomach plummets with jealousy. You continue to watch the tape now more so out of curiosity, if you’re never going to be able to fuck eddie, why not watch him? You’ve always wanted to know what made all those girls scream like they did, and now you know why. He pulls his cock out of the beautiful brunette and she drops to her knees in front of the camera and starts sucking him off. Holy shit his dick is huge, you can’t help but clasp your hand over your mouth with wide eyes. Your best friends cock was the biggest one you’d ever seen, it totally makes sense why the girls would leave your apartment with a certain walk, all of them, limping out as if they were slightly in pain.

You can’t hold back any longer at this point, the whole thing has you worked up—pussy dripping into your panties, so you do the most logical thing you can think about in that moment. You slip off your little cotton shorts and black panties and head to the couch as you sit, you open your legs wide—throwing one over the armrest and the other on the other cushion beside you, your fingers find your bundle of nerves and you begin rubbing. You were so wet, worked up and sensitive it had been awhile since you had sex, you were kind of going through a celibate streak that lasted a little longer than intended, so you had a lot of pent up orgasms that needed release, as you move down from your clit you slip two fingers into your hole, you needed to be stretched out for sure. You were so tight, so you continued fucking yourself with your fingers while taking the other hand and rubbing your clit, the screen displayed a picture of Eddie fucking the brunette from the back while he had a fistful of her hair, slapping her ass and every once in awhile grabbing her throat. The filthiness only egging you on closer to your orgasm, you were so focused on Eddies movements, the way his face contorted, the dirty things he was saying and on your own release that you didn’t hear the door being unlocked and opened.

“What the fuck, where did you find that?” Eddie says as he walks to the vhs to eject the tape, both of your faces a dark crimson red—you were mortified, you wanted to die right then and there, you couldn’t believe you allowed yourself to get that caught up in a porno, of your best friend no less.

“Y/n” eddie says in a stern voice as he turns to look at you, he didn’t even notice you had been touching yourself to it, so intent on making sure you didn’t see the rest of it—you sat there with glassy eyes, knees together but barely covering your soaked pussy, and fingers all pruned like you’ve been swimming, your cheeks were flushed and your breathing ragged—it wouldn’t take a genius to figure out what you were doing. Eddie raised an eyebrow looking over your whole body, It’s not that Eddie didn’t want to fuck you, he did, he really really did—but he didn’t want to lose you. You had been his only friend since he had to leave his behind after the big earthquake of 86’, he had no one here in Chicago, just you—and he wouldn’t throw that away for a quick fuck. You’d leave just like they all do, and he couldn’t bare that thought—but with you sitting there half naked, and rosy cheeked he couldn’t help but get hard, his innocent best friend or so he thought, touching herself to a video of him. This was so close to every fantasy he’s ever had about you.

“What’s going on here y/n?” He says with a smug smirk

“I-I um, I was putting your laundry away and found this” you stammered

“So you decided to rub one out to it?” — “did you see something you liked?” He continues teasing

“Uh” you couldn’t even find words, you were humiliated and now he’s making fun of you, your lip begins to wobble and you drop your head in shame

“Okay, y/n it’s okay I’m just fucking with you, baby” he laughs out “don’t cry” he says as he moves closer, now sitting on the coffee table facing you—his gaze roaming your half exposed body, hungrily. Your head lifts as you hear the word baby. He’s never called you that before, sure sweetheart or bunny, a cute nickname he gave you due to a constant nose scrunching habit you have that he finds adorable, but never baby—you never want him to stop calling you that.

“Y/n you okay? Where’d you go?” He says as he snaps his fingers in front of your frozen face

“I’m okay” you whisper

“Listen, it’s not a big deal okay? So I did some porn to make some extra cash” —“I mean it’s not the way I wanted you to see my dick, but it’s okay, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about, okay sweet girl?” He says as he rubs your knee—making your breath hitch and all you can do is nod your head as you go over his words

“Wait how, um how did you want me to see your dick?” You say with the most pitiful tone you’ve ever heard come out of your mouth

He smirks as he continues rubbing, hand moving closer to your thigh “you don’t think I’ve had little fantasies and wet dreams about you, y/n?” — “what that sweet little pussy, looks and tastes like” he says voice low with a growl

“You have?” You say as your eyes widen

“Of course I have, have you seen yourself?” He says with some annoyance— Eddies always hated how much you doubt yourself and your beauty, how could he not want you? What man wouldn’t?

He was lucky he even got your friendship, you were far too good for the likes of him, well at least that’s what he thought but you never seen it that way.

“I mean, you just never said anything” you say as you finally look him in the eye, shame no longer present in your face

“Well, I can’t lose you y/n” eddie says as his movement on your thigh comes to a halt

“Lose me? Why would you lose me?” You can’t help but let out a little laugh, if only he knew how in love you are, he’d never question or think about you leaving him

“Everyone does” he says with a shrug of his shoulders

“I’m not everyone Eddie, I’m me” you say as you cup his chin and bring his eyes back to yours

He nodded his head in agreement, you’re right you’re not like everyone—you’re special, always have been. His hand begins moving closer to your inner thigh as he gages your reaction—silently asking if it was okay

You nod your head as you bite your lip, opening your legs back to assume the position they were in before he interrupted—his eyes fall to your still glistening pussy and he can’t help but to fall to his knees

“Fuck baby, look at this little pussy” — “it’s even better than I imagined” he says without taking his eyes off of it

“It’s really tight, too” you say —“haven’t been fucked good in a really long time” you continue with a voice as seductress as a siren pulling in her gullible victim

Eddies eyes snap up to yours, with a look no better described as carnal hunger

“You want me to stretch it for you, baby?” He says back, and fuck you about lost it. His dirty talk is so much better in person and when it’s said directly to you

“Yes, I do want that, so bad” you say

“What did it for you baby?” — he asks with a cocky grin —“huh?” You say face full of confusion

“On the tape, what got you worked up?” He asks curiously

“Oh um, well all of it to be honest, just you. Seeing you like that, really really made me horny” you respond making Eddies dick twitch, he loved hearing you like this — “but especially how rough you were with her, the way you pulled her hair and spanked her” you continue

“You like that kind of stuff, bunny?” — “who woulda thought” he says with a chuckle

“I’ve never done it before, but I want you to show me” you say voice almost as low as whisper

“Ok, I can show you whatever you want me to” — “whatever you’re okay with, I’m okay with” he says

You stand up and take his hand, heading off into your bedroom as you pull him along. You enter and walk to your bed, laying him down and crawling on top to straddle his lap, taking your hair out of its low bun and shaking it, then you begin to pull off your shirt—tits falling out of your little tank top “shit” eddie whispered to himself, you were completely bare for him now, and he knew he could no longer hold back—he had to give you all of him

“You’re fucking gorgeous y/n” — “the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen” he says looking you in the eye, face full of genuine adoration

“And you’re the sexiest man I’ve ever seen” you say back as you move closer to his lips, you give them a little teasing lick as you both giggle, before he grabs the back of your head and smashes your lips together, tongues meeting and teeth clashing, it was almost animalistic the way you both needed each other

You begin shifting in his lap, until you feel his hard cock straining in his jeans beneath you. As you roll your hips for some friction, eddies hands find your hips guiding you back and forth, your pussy completely soaking his jeans— “please take your clothes off Eddie, please!” You beg and whine

Music to Eddie’s ears, he can’t believe he has you this worked up, he feels like he’s dreaming a fucking gnarly wet dream, but he’s not—this is real you’re real and on top of him, heat radiating from your pussy as you beg for him—he could die a happy man

He gives your ass one good smack before he gently pushes you off, removing his shirt and unbuttoning his jeans, you stand up to help work them down his hips, once he kicks them completely off—you squat down and shove your thumbs into the waste band of his checkered boxers, slowly pulling them down his legs as you look up at him meeting his eyes— “oh you knew what your were doing, you little minx” eddie thought to himself

Once his boxers hit below his thighs his cock sprung out. The video tape didn’t do it justice, it was so much more beautiful in person and so hard, leaky tip an angry red. You couldn’t imagine how that stretch would feel—holy shit he’s gonna split you open

“Better in person?” He asks almost reading your thoughts

You look back up at him—“way better” you say as you lick your lips—“can I suck it?” You ask

“I have a better idea” eddie says, jumping up to lay on the bed—“come here” he motions you to climb on the bed too, but you’re lost not really knowing what he has in mind

“Sit on my face, baby” he says with an excited smile

“W-what?” You say in slight embarrassment, you’ve never done that before

“Sit on my face, I’ll eat you out while you suck my cock” —“is that okay?” He asks with a soft voice

The thought instantly breaking you out of your embarrassment—that sounded so hot, and who better to try new things out with

You climb up on the bed and turn to face Eddies legs, straddling his face and as you do he takes a deep breath, inhaling your scent—making you moan out at the dirtiness of it—“fuck you smell so good” Eddie says, voice muffled between your thighs. You bend over closer to his lower body and take his hard leaking cock in your hand, pumping it as he moans into your pussy, he begins flicking his tongue on your clit—making you moan out in turn. You focus back on him giving his lower stomach a few open mouthed kisses, following the patch of hair to his cock. You lick up all the way to his tip—tasting his pre cum as you take it in your mouth and suck, making Eddie stiffen and moan underneath you, as you continue sucking and taking him deeper, his tongue becomes relentless. Moans and wet squelches filling the space around you—eddie begins bucking his hips up into your throat, fucking your face—your eyes begin to water and you gag a couple times but you’re so turned on you don’t care. He continues his assault on your pussy as he fucks you with his tongue. You can feel your tummy begin to coil, earlier’s lost orgasm hitting you—the feeling so much more intense.

You begin to moan around eddie, making him fuck your throat harder, spit and tears coating his cock—your legs begin to shake and you can’t edge yourself any longer. You take your mouth off of him with a pop and begin moaning—“fuck yes, I’m cumming, please don’t stop!”

Egging Eddie on, making his assault relentless—as he sucks and slurps on your clit. Your whole body shakes as you fall on top of him no longer able to carry your weight, this was the best orgasm you’ve ever had—you could cry and you were, some from Eddie fucking your throat and some from complete blissed out pleasure

As you lay there while Eddie works you through your high, he grabs two handfuls of your ass, slapping and gripping—so hard he was definitely going to leave marks, but you didn’t care you’ve wanted nothing more than to be marked up by him—this was a dream come true

Eddie lifts your hips signaling you to get up

“Sorry” you laugh out

“It would be a great way to go” he says while huffing in a deep breath — you both laugh at his dumb joke as you lay there, Eddie allowing you to fully come down before continuing

“Can you, um can you fuck me in the same position?” You say shyly

“Doggystyle?” He inquires with raised brows and a smirk

“Uh, yeah” you say back unable to look Eddie in his face

“Don’t go shy on me now, princess” he laughs out

“I-I’m not, I just I’ve never done that one before”

“Hey, I like being your first for new things, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about I actually think it’s fucking hot” he growls

“Really?” You say with furrowed brows

“Yes, baby it’s so fucking sexy that I get to corrupt you and turn you into my personal whore” he spits out making your cheeks blush

You can’t help but bite your lip and nod your head, at this point Eddie could call you any name in the book and you’ll agree to it— “come on, ass up baby” he demands

You get into position, head down on the mattress as your ass wiggles in the air—you feel so exposed like this, but you’re too drunk on the idea of Eddie fucking you to care

“Mmm, this is a beautiful view” he says as he brings his palm down on your ass hard. You moan out, a reaction Eddie was not expecting—“oh you like that?” He says with a devilish smile

“Fuck, we’re gonna have so much fun princess” — “you gonna let me use you like this? Be my little fuck toy whenever I need my dick wet?” He growls as he slaps his cock against your ass—“yes, use me Eddie” you wail “shit, say that again, baby!” he demands as his cock begins breaching your pussy. You’re so lost in the feeling of him stretching you open to pay attention to what he just asked—SMACK! Eddie slaps your ass again, you never thought you’d be into being spanked but you were loving it—you moaned out again as you looked back at him with a smile—“I said say it again” he says through gritted teeth as he grabs a fistful of your hair pulling your head back towards him, plunging his cock deeper inside you “fuck, eddie use me”—-“use my pussy, please!” You shout

“That’s right, my little whore” he spits as he bottoms out inside you “fuck this pussy is so tight, goddamn” he whispers

“Fuck Eddie, you feel so good!”

Eddie begins thrusting in and out of you, pounding harder and harder as he hits your g-spot just right. You and eddie are loud—cussing, grunting and moaning could probably be heard down the block. You felt bad for your neighbors but you didn’t care enough to keep it down, it felt like heaven—better than you could’ve ever imagined

As Eddies fucking into you, you feel something wet hit your other hole— Eddie takes his thumb and begins rubbing the spit around—“has anyone ever played with this hole, baby?” He asks while continuing to fuck into you “no, never” you say as you bite your lip while looking back at him with curiosity

“Fuck, look at this little virgin asshole, can I play with it?” —“I promise, I’ll make you feel so good, princess” he begs

Butt stuff always scared you, after having a bad experience with an ex—but this is Eddie, you trust him and he promises to make you feel good, so of course you grant him access

“Yes, please” you say as you nod your head

Eddie spits another big glob right down on your pink hole, rubbing it in again and then pushing is thumb in slowly, inch by inch until his whole thumb was inside to the knuckle

“Holy shit” you mewl

Eddie stops his thrusts with his dick and finger— to check on you “you okay, baby?” He says voice full of genuine concern

“Yeah, yeah don’t stop please” you begin pushing back, fucking into his cock and thumb

He slaps your ass again, holding it with his free hand as he continues pounding into you. He’s stretching both holes out and it feels so good, too good—that familiar burning sensation creeping up, but one you’ve never felt before

“Eddie, hold on hold on!” His thrusts start slowing down—“what’s wrong, did I hurt you? Was that too much?” He begins

“No, no it’s prefect I-I just think I have to pee” you say with flushed cheeks, embarrassment washing over you

“Mmm, yeah?” He says as he starts to speed up again

“Eddie, baby please I-I can’t” you can’t even finish the sentence as the pleasure washes over you—“that’s it baby, just let go, make a mess”—“squirt all over my dick, you little slut” he growls as his free hand snakes around your waist to rub at your clit—he continues working his thumb in and out of your asshole

“Fuck, you like both of your holes filled hm?”—“like to be filled like a good little slut?” — “fuck, I knew you weren’t as innocent as you pretend to be, you’re just a secret little whore. Eddie just had to give it to you baby, that’s all you needed isn’t that right?”—his words tipping you over the edge, you cum as you scream Eddies name, he pulls his cock out and rubs at your clit with more aggression, making you squirt all over his dick as he groans out

“Fuck that was so hot”—“got my dick nice and wet, might just have to put it in your asshole” he says with a smirk

“I want you to, please?”— “please fuck my asshole, eddie”—“I need it” you whine

His eyes widen at your words “you sure baby?”

“Yes, I’m so sure, please!”—“I want you to fill my asshole with your cum” how the fuck could he say no to that?

“Fuuuck, y/n” he can’t even gather words, you’ve rendered eddie speechless

He takes his finger out and spits on your hole and on his dick, getting it nice and wet. He pushes your ass down a little so he has easier access, grabbing his cock and lining it up with your untouched hole. It’s a way bigger stretch than his finger, but he’s going so slow helping you get use to the feeling of being filled. Once he bottoms out he asks if you need a minute, you shake your head no—making Eddie thrust into you, slowly at first until you begin moaning out a “harder Eddie”

He starts fucking into your asshole relentlessly—it feels so good now. Eddies losing his composure above you “holy shit baby, fuck” —“I’m not gonna last much longer, your asshole is way too fucking tight, it’s milking my cock” —“fuck, I’m gonna fill it up, gonna fill this tight asshole up” —“Every. Last. Drop.” He says between thrusts

He grabs a handful of your hair again, lifting you up so your back is flush against his chest—he kisses your neck and shoulder as he continues his thrusts—“fuck I’m cumming” he moans out, you turn and grab the nape of his neck pushing his lips into yours, you kiss him through his orgasm, as he grunts and moans into the kiss

He pulls out with a hiss and kisses you on the nose guiding you to lay down as he grabs his discarded shirt on the floor and cleans the cum that’s beginning to seep from your fucked out hole

You whimper at the act

“You okay? Was I too rough?” He asks, you can’t get over how thoughtful he was when it came to sex, no man has ever made sure you were okay, the way he did. It made you fall even harder—getting to see him in this new light, you knew you’d never be able to go back to just being friends, but that was a topic for another day.

THANK YOU FOR READING

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[coqxettee]

Coquette Winter Gift Guide:

🎀 Gift ideas for yourself or your friends who love the Coquette aesthetic:

Clothes/Fashion:

1. Anything from Brandy Melville (Amara heart lace pyjamas)

2. Bailey bow uggs or normal uggs

3. Ralph Lauren sweaters

4. A ballet wrap

5. Floral pyjama sets, Cami’s & Long sleeve shirts

6. Grandma cardigans

7. A cable knit sweater

8. Legwarmers/pretty tights

9. A pair of cute gloves

10. ANY clothing from “Mymummadeit”

11. ANY clothing from “Favourite child collective”

12. Any clothing from the “Cutey” section on Romwe

13. A dress/anything from “Selkie”

14. Any slogan tee’s / baby tee’s from small businesses and independent brands

15. Victoria secret Pyjamas/Robe

16. Pink puffa coat

17. Tiffany & co earrings or necklace

18. The “Mymummadeit” puffa bag

19. Kate spade heart bag/Vivienne Westwood one or just a heart purse

20. A printed tote bag

21. Ted baker bags/cosmetic bags

22. Any dresses from - Cider, Motel rocks, Pretty little thing, Oh polly

23. A ballet skirt

24. ECOSUSI summer garden romance bags

25. A cape/fur shaul//A glam doll coat

26. Vintage nightgowns/nightwear

27. Cute earmuffs & things to decorate them with

28. Mary Janes & frilly ankle socks

Beauty:

29. Any products from “Glossier”

30. Dior (addict) makeup products (Lip oil’s, Blush, lip balm,

31. Anything from “Flowerknows” “Etude house” “Too faced” or “Charlotte Tilbury” “C beauty mall products”

32. Chanel lipstick

33. A quilted floral coquette makeup bag

34. W7 Tinted kiss lip oil

35. Miss Dior perfume

36. Chanel mamoiselle perfume

37. Any of the Ariana Grande perfumes/body sprays

38. Penhaligons “The favourite”

39. Oriana “Parfums de Marly”

40. Victoria secret body sprays

41. Paul & Joe Cinamoroll collection

Homeware:

42. The Amazon floral bedsheets

43. A heart mirror

44. Love shack fancy homeware items

45. Anything from Paris Hilton’s new cookery line

46. A ballerina/music box jewellery box

47. Pink/Vanilla Yankee candles

48. FreePrints photos to make a wall collage

49. Roccoco style picture frames

50. An angel tray dish

51. Fake flowers

52. Pretty Cushions / A large throw fluffy blanket,

53. Caroline medium jewellery case

54. Fake cake jewellery boxes

55. Tall candles and a candle holder

56. Posters of celebrity’s/artists etc

57. Any pretty art that can be displayed/put into frames

Self care:

58. Spa headbands, and wrist bands (Kylie skin headband)

59. Inn is free skincare products

60. Philosophy shower and skin products

61. Chanel eye patches

62. Mulberry silk eye mask (pink)

63. Look fantastic heartless hair curlers

64. Dior prestige skin products and body lotions

65. Baylis & Harding products

66. Angel tangle brush

67. Charlotte Tilbury skincare gift sets

68. Elasti - cream

69. Embellished claw clips

70. Sol de Janerio body cream

71. Mugs, hand warmers, face masks, lip scrubs

Miscellaneous: ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚

72. AirPod max

73. Wildflower phone cases & airpod cases

74. A pink waterbottle (Stanley or Lululemon)

75. Lana del rey vinyls

76. Coquette notebooks

77. Dior & Chanel fashion books

78. My year of rest and relaxation

79. The seven husbands of Evelyn Hugo

80. Jellycats

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I hope this helped you think of some ideas of things you want to ask or get someone for Christmas 🎀✨🎄

Merry Pinkmas coquette doves

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[hyunsvngs]

One thing: Fem Skz x CUNNILINGUS, how would they react and who do you think squirts💦

~jassy

ohh YES

chan: she has a creamy pussy. neat curls on her mound, maybe in a landing strip or a little triangle. she likes you to lick over her clit and pump two fingers inside of her, curving them up into her g-spot until she moans nice and pretty for you through her orgasm. "that's it, baby, that's it- ah, ah, i'm cumming, don't stop!" ahh she so pretty. her thighs shake, her hands gripping the sheets, but she doesn't squirt - she's a creamer, through and through.

minho: likes to ride your face. her thighs grip your head tightly, her pubes trimmed and pussy pretty pink. she'll let you lick over her clit and dip your tongue between her folds over and over until she's just about to cum, and then she'll pull off, shoving two of her own fingers inside of herself to stimulate her g-spot until she's squirting into your mouth with a low, gravelly moan. "drink it. drink mommy's squirt, kitty cat, taste it all." she'll even make you lick her clean afterwards <3

changbin: ohhh the prettiest brown pussy with a lil bush... tie this bunny up so her tits are angled towards the ceiling, big and heavy and spilling down her sides. kiss down her tummy and eat this angel out slowly, delicately - make love to her pussy with your mouth. slow and easy is the way she likes it, even through her orgasm, creaming into your mouth and those delicious thighs shaking. "ah, binnie's cumming, mama, mama, your mouth- please, mama, i'm gonna cum!" she is so sweet

hyunjin: the sexiest. pussy waxed bare, her clit peeking out of her folds all pink and swollen when she's excited. she prefers more direct clit stimulation rather than fingers, so suck and lick over her clit, maybe brush your teeth against it if she's been a little naughty. her long legs will thrash, her toes curling - maybe bend her in half so you can suck her toes into your mouth while she plays with her tits, small and perky. "ah, that's- baby, that's filthy, you're filthy. fuck, eat my pussy, please." spit on her pussy and get it all messy and she'll squirt all over your face as a reward.

jisung: oh you guys know i love fem jisung. fuck her open with one of those huge bad dragon dildos and lick over her clit at the same time, nose buried in her bush while she thrashes and babbles for you. she's messy when she cums, tongue lolling out of her mouth with drool spilling out of it, squirt gushing from her pussy so hard you have to pull the dildo out. always announces she's coming as if you can't see it! "mama, mommy, mom- mommy, mommy, cumming, cumming, i can't hold it, i- 's so good, mama, please, please-"

felix: sweetest girl. prettiest sweetest girl. she loves to 69 with you!! her cropped mullet tickling your inner thighs as she moans into your pussy, bucking her waxed pink core into your mouth. finger her open with one, two, three fingers while you lick over her clit - shit, even get your whole fist in there, she loves being full. suckle on her clit and tell her she's a good baby, so sweet and delicious for you. she always tries to make you cum first, but poor baby is just too sensitive - "i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm gonna cum, i'm gonna cum so fucking hard, i can't hold it, i can't!"

seungmin: even fem seungmin is mean. if you're licking her cunt out, she wants you to lick her asshole, too. pushes your head down and makes you eat her ass sometimes as a punishment if you've been naughty - you don't even get to taste her sweet core. she'll have you spitting all over her more private hole before she even considers letting you lick over her clit. "do you think you can make me cum like this? from licking my ass? hmm, you better try. you don't get to cum unless i do."

jeongin: prettiest pussy. imagining her with her hair styled like the skz family ep with the fringe! lithe thighs spread wide, her hair splayed out on the pillow beneath her head as she whines and bucks her hips into your mouth. she wants to ride your face in a different way - let her hold your head to her clit and buck up into your mouth. she'll be extra sweet to you if you're licking her cunt too - that shit eating grin on her face, eyes forming crescent moons as she praises you. "that's it, good girl, good fucking girl. eatin' it so well, baby." she'll even squirt in your mouth if you're extra good!!

[keke-shiki]

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🔞MINORS DNI🔞

IF Y'KNOW ME IRL, NO YOU DON'T!

---------First SmutFic, shh---------

WARNINGS: nsfw content below, afab reader (no pronouns), breeding kink, cream pie, oral (M&F receiving), masturbation, voyeurism, femdom, Mommy kink, 69

SMUT BELOW

After a long day of traveling, you and the group wanted nothing more than to unwind and relax in this round of motel rooms. You, Vash, Meryl, Wolfwood and Milly all settle into your respective rooms. You decide to go for a walk around the place to get a better feel of your temporary home. You put on a jacket and your slippers and exit your room. As you're walking down the hallway, you notice Vash's door slightly ajar, you assumed he was awake and perhaps you could walk with him, perfect bonding time eh? Without giving any thought you push the door open and instantly you realize why you should've knocked. Vash yelps in panic and covers himself with the sheets on the bed.

"Y-Y/N, uhm...it's not what it looks like" Vash stutters out.

You decide that the tension between you two needed to end. A smirk grows across your face.

"Oh really? Well then it wouldn't be a problem if I stayed then hm?" You tease as you walk slightly closer to his bed, shutting his door in the process.

"I- uhm..ok..well maybe you..uhm-"

You're already sitting next to him, sitting legs crossed looking at him with a devilish grin. Vash's cheeks turn a cute shade of pink. You liked him from the start, you had always assumed Meryl liked him and you didn't want to intrude, but your lust was getting the better of you. You scoot closer to him to the point your legs are almost touching, and you lean close to his ear and whisper "Do you wanna be honest with me now?".

Vash whines a little bit too himself. "C'mon Vash, you gotta use your words, I won't do anything unless you tell me to".

Vash shyly removes the sheet to reveal his rock hard length. You blush at it, but clear your throat quickly to hide your shock for just how big it is. Precum is already dripping from it as you look at him. "Well, what do you want pretty boy~?"

Vash clears his throat. "Would you uhm..help me out here?". You smirk, as you gently grab his cock and stroke it ever so lightly to tease him. He shudders as the new feeling, he had never done this with anyone before so the new sensation of someone else touching him was quite new. "harder..please~ mommy~", he mutters out as he leans back on his elbows. The name took you aback a bit, but you weren't complaining, you kinda liked it. You giggle to yourself. You begin to stroke him a lil harder, while licking the drip of precum coming out. He exhales sharply. "You like that huh?" You tease.

"Mhm~" he moans in reply "keep doing it..please~". How could you refuse him that, he was being so good for you. You slowly dip your head down and kiss the tip, which causes a gasp from Vash. Without any warning you go all the way down on him, causing him to yell out in pleasure. "Shhh, you don't want the others to hear you, do you?~" You tease once more. "If you don't be quiet, I'll have to shut you up myself hmm?"

Vash couldn't deny he was curious what you would do, and he was willing to find out, so when you go down once more, he moans even louder. "Oh~ You want me to shut you up?~ Ok~". You stand up and begin undressing. He can't help but blush over your body, its just exquisite, your tits are small and perky, and your thighs are so plush and cute, what he'd give to be in between them. You climb onto the bed and whisper in his ear, "100% sure you want me to?~" And he nods. You smirk as you lower your dripping pussy over his face, in the 69 position, you smugly lean down to suck his cock but his tongue jolts out of his mouth and onto your throbbing clit, causing you to yelp out at the sudden sensation. He lifts you off him for a second to speak, "I thought you were shutting me up" He smirks.

You grunt slightly before continuing to suck him off. His moans sending vibrations through your throbbing bud.

"I.. I'm close~" you whimper out. "D.. don't stop~"

Except he did just that, he stopped. You whimper out once more until you're thrown onto the bed next to him, he leans up and climbs on top of you before you can protest. "Hey!-" you try to protest but his lips are already on yours in a deep passionate kiss. You melt into it. "Vash~" you moan into his mouth as he slides his hand down your body. He breaks the kiss and hovers over. "Can I fuck you~ please~" he begs. You nod quickly..a bit too quickly but you weren't complaining. He spreads your legs and rubs the tip along your entrance, teasing you. You get inpatient, so you wrap your legs around his waist and pull him into you. "Fuck!!~" he whines. You scrunch your face at the stretch. "A..are you ok?" He slightly moans out. You nod. "Imma move now ok?~" you nod once more. He slowly pulls out and watches your face relax. He slams back into you, both your guys' hips clashing. He's a whiny mess, you're surprised he even had the balls to take control with how subby he sounds. He's thrusting into you at an ungodly pase and you're loving it. He hits every one of your good spots and you feel yourself getting close again. "Baby..~ I'm gonna cum~", you exclaim. "Me too~, Cum with me~"

After a few more hard thrusts you both cum. Your walls clenching against him, milking him. After a few seconds of calming down he climbs off of you. "i-im sorry" he apologizes. "Don't be, I loved it" you reply as you lean up to kiss him. He smiles and kisses you back. He scoops you up and heads towards the bathroom. "Let's get you cleaned up my love".

[tigressaofkanjis]

Transformers: Lost World - All 69 Organic and Cybernetic Animals

Mounts - Animals that are kept for transport.  

Pets – Animals that can be kept as creatures for comfort or raised as livestock.  

Hunts – Animals that can be hunted for meat and other byproducts like bone or plating. 

Planet Xari Organic Animals: 

Draco Horse (P/M/H) – All areas (except Ocean); Can be found in Tiger and Leopard Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Midnight (Dark Blue, Dark Purple, and Slate Purple), Malachite (Dark Green, Green, Light Green), Aqua Spring (Deep Blue, Light Blue, and Teal) 

Rare Colors: Prime Sherbert (Red, Blue, and Yellow), Dragon’s Breath (Dark Brown, Orange, and Grey) 

2. Timbercow (P/H) - Towns, Meadow; Can be found in Tobiano and Saddled Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Diamond Ring (White, Cerulean, and Silver), Blueberry Cream (Blue and Light Gray), Magical Betta (White, Blue, and Maroon) 

Rare Colors: Spatial Wonder (Blue, Gold, and Silver), Mint Vanilla (Mint, Teal, and Cream) 

3. Rushpig (P/H) - Towns, Meadow, Jungle; Can be found in Basic and Tobiano Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Moss Rock (Camo Green, Windsor Tan, and Black), Alstroemeria (Green, Yellow, and Orange), Tuxedo (Black and White)   

Rare Colors: Candy Apple (Crimson and Silver), Rainbow Fluorite (Lavender, Mint, and Black) 

4. Fluffsheep (P/H) - Towns, Meadow, Mountains; Can be found in Basic and Cheetah Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Frosted Bloom (White, Grey, and Magenta), Faded Dusk (Light Gray, Deep Blue and Orange), Cinnabar Dolomite (White, Maroon, and Deep Grey) 

Rare Colors: Elegant Eclipse (Gold, Black, and Silver), Purple Labradorite (Purple, Black, and Brown) 

5. Gullgoat (P/H) - Towns, Meadow, Mountains; Can be found in Basic and Tobiano Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Desert Bloom (Tan, Purple, and Yellow), Shaded Canyon (Copper, Purple, and Black), Treasure Ore (Silver, Gold, and Copper) 

Rare Colors: Parade (Cerulean, Teal, and Crimson), Fuchsia (Pink, Purple, and Gold with Blue Lights) 

6. Jaded Donkey (P/M/H) - Towns, Meadow; Can be found in Chevron and Saddled Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Militia (Green, Grey, and Black), Malachite (Dark Green, Green, Light Green), Sand (Gold and Tan) 

Rare Colors: Masquerade (Vivid Purple, Neon Green, and Dark Grey), White Lotus (White, Green and Mint) 

7. Moonduck (P/H) - Meadow, Ocean, Tundra; Can be found in Basic and Mackerel Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Cobalt Aura (Dark Blue, Gold, and Purple), Obsidian Sun (Black, Orange, and Deep Copper), Energon (White, Blue, and Teal) 

Rare Colors: Cherry Swirl (Crimson and Magenta), Super Seven (Gold, Purple, and Maroon) 

8. Gemdog (P) - Towns; Can be found in Basic and Tobiano Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Variscite Bracelet (Gold, Green, and Mint), Fire Opal (Orange, Black, and Gold), Ruby Glass (Red, Light Teal, and Black) 

Rare Colors: Amethyst (Indigo, Gray, and Silver), Apatite Calcite (Blue, Slate, and Orange) 

9. Serpicat (P) - Towns; Can be found in Ocelot and Tiger Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Purple Dawn (Purple, Lavender, and Grey), Decadent Paradise (Burgundy, Slate Purple, and Silver), Supernova (Black, Red, Orange, and Silver) 

Rare Colors: Gothic Luxury (Black, Gold, and Crimson), Mosaic (Dark Blue, White, and Yellow) 

10. Horned Chicken (P/H) - Towns; Can be found in Basic and Chevron Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Bumblebee Jasper (Yellow, Black, and Blue), Wire Jacket (White, Red, Green, and Black), Moonlit Ocean (Dark Blue, Black and White) 

Rare Colors: Rhondochrosite (Magenta, Pink, and Pale Pink), Lepidolite (Indigo, Lavender, and Slate) 

11. Rockram (P/H) - Meadow, Mountains; Can be found in Narrow Single Striped and Narrow Double Striped Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Turquoise (Teal and Mint), Charm (Silver, Gold, and Magenta), Sumi-e (White, Black, and Red) 

Rare Colors: Lavender Field (Lavender, Grey, and Green), Dark Stone (Deep Blue, Black, and Slate) 

12. Ringshark (P/H) - Ocean; Can be found in Saddled and Mackerel Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Starry Night (Black, Indigo, and Copper), Moonlit Ocean (Dark Blue, Black and White), Ivory Glamour (White, Gold, and Red) 

Rare Colors: Green Amber (Dark Green, Amber, and Brown), Crimson Rosella (Red, Blue, and Black) 

13. Dagger-stripe Dolphin (P/H) - Ocean; Can be found in Basic and Leopard Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Peppermint (White, Red, Green, and Grey), Star Sapphire (Slate Gray and Deep Blue), Aurora (Purple, Green, and Black) 

Rare Colors: Ornament (Red, Silver, and Gold), Tourmaline (Pink, Green, and Dark Green) 

14. Rainbow Jellyfish (P/H) - Ocean; Can be found in Tribal and Cheetah Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Fuchsia (Pink, Purple, and Gold), Blue Sky (Cerulean, Baby Blue, and White), Grassland (Light Green, Mint, and Amber) 

Rare Colors: Showtime (Blue, Crimson, and Gold), Monochrome (White, Black, and Grey) 

15. Glowhale (P/H) - Ocean; Can be found in Mackerel and Saddled Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Ominous (Teal, Black, and Silver), Rainbow Fluorite (Lavender, Mint, and Black), Imperial (Silver, Gold, and Purple) 

Rare Colors: Constellation (Navy Blue and Silver), Legrandite (Gold and Yellow) 

16. Reef Fish (P/H) - Ocean; Can be found in Saddled and Ocelot Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Citrus Melody (Green, Orange, and Yellow), Coral Reef (Pink, Teal, and Gold), Coreopsis (Yellow, Deep Gray, and Red) 

Rare Colors: Sumi-e (White, Black, and Red), Black Swan (Black, Deep Grey, and Gold) 

17. Coralcrab (P/H) - Ocean Can be found in Basic and Cheetah Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Harlequin (Red, Black, and White), Aspen Forest (Grey, Dark Grey, White, and Yellow), Mystic Mist (Slate, Lavender, and Yellow) 

Rare Colors: Ammolite (Green, Yellow, and Red), Black Pearl (Black and Silver) 

18. Barbed Octopus (P/H) - Ocean; Can be found in Leopard and Triangular Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Vampire (Black, Purple, and Red), Crimson Tide (Crimson, Burgundy, and Dark Red), Cupid (Pink and White) 

Rare Colors: Sphene Titanite (Gold, Green, and Burgundy), Candlelight (Orange, Black, and Yellow) 

19. Sunscorpion (P/H) - Desert; Can be found in Chevron and Wide Single Striped Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Inferno (Tangerine, Light Orange, and Black), Regal Galaxy (Black, White, and Gold), Zultanite (Camo Green, Windsor Tan, and Grey) 

Rare Colors: Witch Doctor (Lavender, Black, and Slate Purple), Yellow Jacket (Yellow and Black) 

20. Cat-Eye Cobra (P/H) - Desert; Can be found in Ocelot and Tiger Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Black Widow (Black, Grey, and Red), Tiger’s Eye (Orange, Black, and Crimson), Komodo (Green, Orange, and Deep Grey) 

Rare Colors: Morning Glory (Purple, Lavender, and Black), Flag (White, Deep Blue, and Crimson) 

21. Blue-back Camel (P/M/H) - Desert, Canyon; Can be found in Basic and Tobiano Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Aqua Spring (Deep Blue, Light Blue, and Teal), Glass Marbles (White, Red, Blue, and Black), Cosmic Nebula (Blue, Black, and Pink) 

Rare Colors: Dark Butterfly (Black, Indigo, Gold, and Light Grey), Turquoise (Teal and Mint) 

22. Frivolifox (P/H) - Desert, Tundra; Can be found in Saddled and Chevron Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Sunset (Red, Gold, and Orange), Pink Dream (Pink, Purple, and Maroon), Dark Architecture (Tan, Purple, and Black) 

Rare Colors: Chromite (Silver and Gray), Mint Vanilla (Mint, Teal, and Cream) 

23. Dustbat (P/H) - Jungle, Canyon, Mountains; Can be found in Cheetah and Tobiano Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Auburn Anthem (Crimson and Copper), Blood Moon (Black and Crimson), Iris Diamond (Silver and Violet) 

Rare Colors: Old Shed (Green, Dark Brown, and Black), Cards (White, Red, and Black) 

24. Sawbill Parrot (P) - Jungle, Ocean; Can be found in Narrow Double Striped and Chevron Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Aurora (Purple, Green, and Black), Rose Bouquet (Red, Magenta, and Yellow), Ammolite (Green, Yellow, and Red) 

Rare Colors: Techno Rave (Dark Blue, Purple, and Gold), Hibiscus Trionum (White, Black, and Gold) 

25. Starry Owl (P/H) - Jungle, Meadow, Towns; Can be found in Cheetah and Mackerel Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Cosmic Nebula (Blue, Black, and Pink), Midnight (Dark Blue, Dark Purple, and Slate Purple), Purple Starling (Purple, Teal, and Silver) 

Rare Colors: Tropical Dusk (Burgundy, Amber, and Lavender), Frosted Bloom (White, Grey, and Magenta) 

26. Xervias’ Hawk (P/H) - Volcanic Basin, Jungle, Mountains, Ocean; Can be found in Basic and Chevron Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Ornament (Red, Silver, and Gold), Coreopsis (Yellow, Deep Gray, and Red), Black Swan (Black, Deep Grey, and Gold) 

Rare Colors: Decadent Paradise (Burgundy, Slate Purple, and Silver), Emerald Marble (Green, Gold, and Black) 

27. Split-tail Eagle (P/H) - Jungle, Mountains, Tundra, Canyon; Can be found in Basic and Tiger Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Chromite (Silver and Gray), Huntsman (Tan, Dark Brown, and Grey), Shaded Canyon (Copper, Purple, and Black) 

Rare Colors: Phoenix (Yellow, Orange, Red, and Black), Royal Blue (Blue, Gold, and Teal) 

28. Lightleopard (P/H) - Jungle, Meadow, Mountains, Tundra; Can be found in Leopard and Triangular Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Prairie (Yellow, Camo Green, and Silver), Dark Architecture (Tan, Purple, and Black), Hibiscus Trionum (White, Black, and Gold) 

Rare Colors: Blue Sky (Cerulean, Baby Blue, and White), Fire Hydrant (Red, Yellow, and Grey) 

29. Shining Tiger (P/H) - Jungle; Can be found in Tiger and Ocelot Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Monochrome (White, Black, and Grey), Dragonborn (Red, Orange, and Yellow), Wildfire (Amber, Red, and Dark Grey) 

Rare Colors: Predator (Black, Purple, and Gold), Mosaic (Dark Blue, White, and Yellow) 

30. Brutebear (P/H) - Mountains, Tundra, Canyon; Can be found in Basic and Saddled Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Green Amber (Dark Green, Amber, and Brown), Andesine (Copper, Red, and Slate), Spatial Wonder (Blue, Gold, and Silver) 

Rare Colors: Yellow Jacket (Yellow and Black), Diamond Ring (White, Cerulean, and Silver) 

Cybertron Cyber-Animals: 

31. Electriphant (P/M/H) -Jungle, Desert; Can be found in Basic, Mackerel, and Chevron Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Constellation (Navy Blue and Silver), Turquoise (Teal and Mint), Midnight (Dark Blue, Dark Purple, and Slate Purple) 

Rare Colors: Ivory Glamour (White, Gold, and Red), Poltergeist (Black, Purple, and Grey) 

32. Giraffeton (P/M/H) - Jungle, Desert; Can be found in Basic, Hexagonal, and Triangular Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Flag (White, Deep Blue, and Crimson), Wildfire (Amber, Red, and Dark Grey), Prime Sherbert (Red, Blue, and Yellow) 

Rare Colors: Mystic Mist (Slate, Lavender, and Yellow), Leather Coat (Windsor Tan, Neon Yellow, and Dark Grey) 

33. Penguengin (P/H) - Tundra, Ocean; Can be found in Basic, Cheetah, and Saddled Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Blue Sky (Cerulean, Baby Blue, and White), Black Pearl (Black and Silver), Raven Flock (Grey, Black, and Slate) 

Rare Colors: Purple Starling (Purple, Teal, and Silver), Daredevil (Blue, Crimson, and White) 

34. Gear-deer (P/M/H) - Mountains, Tundra; Can be found in Basic, Wide Racing Striped, and Leopard Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Aspen Forest (Grey, Dark Grey, White, and Yellow), Dark Architecture (Tan, Purple, and Black), Decadent Paradise (Burgundy, Slate Purple, and Silver) 

Rare Colors: Crown (Gold, Red, and Silver), Spatial Wonder (Blue, Gold, and Silver) 

35. Motormoose (P/M/H) - Mountains, Tundra; Can be found in Basic, Narrow Single Striped, and Flames Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Desert Bloom (Tan, Purple, and Yellow), Dragon’s Breath (Dark Brown, Orange, and Grey), Baptisia (Purple, Camo Green, and Deep Purple) 

Rare Colors: Citrus Melody (Green, Orange, and Yellow), City Night (Blue, Orange, and White) 

36. Roboto-possum (P/H) - Meadow, Jungle; Can be found in Basic, Chevron, and Ocelot Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Peppermint (White, Red, Green, and Grey), Old Shed (Green, Dark Brown, and Black), Huntsman (Tan, Dark Brown, and Grey) 

Rare Colors: Cauliflower (Purple, Green, and Orange), Azurite (Deep Blue, Copper and Black) 

37. Glitch-mouse (P/H) - Meadow, Jungle, Volcanic Basin; Can be found in Basic, Tobiano, and Saddled Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Grassland (Light Green, Mint, and Amber), Tourmaline (Pink, Green, and Dark Green), Diamond Ring (White, Cerulean, and Silver) 

Rare Colors: Andesine (Copper, Red, and Slate), Poltergeist (Black, Purple, and Grey 

38. Armodrillo (P/H) - Volcanic Basin, Mountains; Can be found in Basic, Hexagonal, and Tribal Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Auburn Anthem (Crimson and Copper), Imperial (Silver, Gold, and Purple), Legrandite (Gold and Yellow) 

Rare Colors: Iris Diamond (Silver and Violet), Tropical Dusk (Burgundy, Amber, and Lavender 

39. Arachnotron (P/M/H) - Volcanic Basin, Jungle, Mountains; Can be found in Basic, Tiger, and Wide Double Striped Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Crimson Rosella (Red, Blue, and Black), Regal Galaxy (Black, White, and Gold), Alstroemeria (Green, Yellow, and Orange) 

Rare Colors: Witch Doctor (Lavender, Black, and Slate Purple), Blueberry Cream (Blue and Light Gray) 

40. Cougaraider (P/M/H) - Mountains; Can be found in Basic, Wide Sports Striped, and Tribal Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Coreopsis (Yellow, Deep Gray, and Red), Candlelight (Orange, Black, and Yellow), Frosted Bloom (White, Grey, and Magenta) 

Rare Colors: Shaded Canyon (Copper, Purple, and Black), Raven Flock (Grey, Black, and Slate) 

41. Hyenabot (P/M/H) - Desert, Canyon; Can be found in Basic, Cheetah, and Tiger Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Prairie (Yellow, Camo Green, and Silver), Sumi-e (White, Black, and Red), Mosaic (Dark Blue, White, and Yellow) 

Rare Colors: Snowflake (White and Baby Blue), Berry Platter (Blue, Red, and Teal) 

42. Razor Snake (P/H) - Desert, Canyon; Can be found in Basic, Ocelot, and Chevron Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Black Swan (Black, Deep Grey, and Gold), Chromite (Silver and Gray), Leather Coat (Windsor Tan, Neon Yellow, and Dark Grey) 

Rare Colors: Glass Marbles (White, Red, Blue, and Black), Purple Labradorite (Purple, Black, and Brown) 

43. Ro-simian (P/H) - Jungle; Can be found in Basic, Triangular, and Saddled Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Star Sapphire (Slate Gray and Deep Blue), Zultanite (Camo Green, Windsor Tan, and Grey), Black Pearl (Black and Silver) 

Rare Colors: Dark Butterfly (Black, Indigo, Gold, and Light Grey), Hibiscus Trionum (White, Black, and Gold) 

44. Iron-bear (P/M/H) - Mountains, Tundra; Can be found in Basic, Narrow Single Striped, and Tobiano Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Andesine (Copper, Red, and Slate), Emerald Marble (Green, Gold, and Black), City Night (Blue, Orange, and White) 

Rare Colors: Morning Glory (Purple, Lavender, and Black), Azurite (Deep Blue, Copper and Black) 

45. Turbofox (P/M/H) - Tundra, Canyon; Can be found in Basic, Cheetah, and Flames Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Rainbow Fluorite (Lavender, Mint, and Black), Techno Rave (Dark Blue, Purple, and Gold), Decadent Paradise (Burgundy, Slate Purple, and Silver) 

Rare Colors: Monochrome (White, Black, and Grey), Blue Sky (Cerulean, Baby Blue, and White 

46. Driller (P/H) - Desert, Mountains; Can be found in Basic, Mackerel, and Tribal Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Stardust (Black, Gold, and Tan), Blood Moon (Black and Crimson), Dragon’s Breath (Dark Brown, Orange, and Grey) 

Rare Colors: Wildfire (Amber, Red, and Dark Grey), Spatial Wonder (Blue, Gold, and Silver) 

47. Warwhale (P/H) - Ocean; Can be found in Basic, Tiger, and Wide Sports Striped Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Ivory Glamour (White, Gold, and Red), Forbidden Depths (Slate, Deep Teal, and Deep Grey), Cauliflower (Purple, Green, and Orange) 

Rare Colors: Fire Hydrant (Red, Yellow, and Grey), Blueberry Cream (Blue and Light Gray) 

48. Cyber-wolves (P/M/H) - Canyon; Can be found in Basic, Tobiano, and Saddled Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Mint Vanilla (Mint, Teal, and Cream), Magical Betta (White, Blue, and Maroon), Poltergeist (Black, Purple, and Grey) 

Rare Colors: Cupid (Pink and White), Smelting Rock (Amber, Black, and Grey) 

49. Nitrotigers (P/M/H) - Jungle, Meadow, Mountains; Can be found in Basic, Tiger, and Leopard Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Inferno (Tangerine, Light Orange, and Black), Showtime (Blue, Crimson, and Gold), Yellow Jacket (Yellow and Black) 

Rare Colors: Fuchsia (Pink, Purple, and Gold), Cosmic Nebula (Blue, Black, and Pink) 

50. Rhinoceroids (P/M/H) - Jungle, Desert, Ocean; Can be found in Basic, Chevron, and Hexagonal Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Harlequin (Red, Black, and White), Constellation (Navy Blue and Silver), Ammolite (Green, Yellow, and Red) 

Rare Colors: Glass Marbles (White, Red, Blue, and Black), Crown (Gold, Red, and Silver) 

51. Cyber-cattle (P/M/H) - Volcanic Basin, Meadow, Tundra; Can be found in Basic, Flames, and Ocelot Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Legrandite (Gold and Yellow), Old Shed (Green, Dark Brown, and Black), Cards (White, Red, and Black) 

Rare Colors: Chromite (Silver and Gray), Mosaic (Dark Blue, White, and Yellow) 

52. Alloygators (P/M/H) - Ocean; Can be found in Basic, Hexagonal, and Mackerel Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Citrus Melody (Green, Orange, and Yellow), Aqua Spring (Deep Blue, Light Blue, and Teal), Prime Sherbert (Red, Blue, and Yellow) 

Rare Colors: City Night (Blue, Orange, and White), Baptisia (Purple, Camo Green, and Deep Purple) 

53. Technohawk (P/H) - Ocean, Meadow, Mountains; Can be found in Basic, Chevron, and Leopard Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Phoenix (Yellow, Orange, Red, and Black), Crimson Rosella (Red, Blue, and Black), Predator (Black, Purple, and Gold) 

Rare Colors: Rhondochrosite (Magenta, Pink, and Pale Pink), Gabbro Merlinite (Indigo, Black, and Silver) 

54. Cyber-morphic Predators (P/M/H) - Volcanic Basin (Only found at the end of the magma river on an isle at the waterfalls bordering the map); Can be found in Basic, Tiger, and Flames Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Vampire (Black, Purple, and Red), Aurora (Purple, Green, and Black), Komodo (Green, Orange, and Deep Grey) 

Rare Colors: Sunset (Red, Gold, and Orange), Emerald Marble (Green, Gold, and Black) 

55. Singlehorn (P/M/H) - Ocean (Only found on one isle); Can be found in Basic, Tribal, and Wide Single Striped Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Coral Reef (Pink, Teal, and Gold), Mint Vanilla (Mint, Teal, and Cream), Blue Sky (Cerulean, Baby Blue, and White) 

Rare Colors: Cosmic Nebula (Blue, Black, and Pink), Wildfire (Amber, Red, and Dark Grey) 

After unlocking access to Cybertron, these creatures will start to spawn in the wild of the overworld with each area on Cybertron visited for the first time. 

Cybertron: Sea of Rust 

56. Oxide Shark (P/H) - Ocean, Desert (Can swim in sand so watch out!) Can be found in Basic, Tiger, and Cheetah Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Ominous (Teal, Black, and Silver), Mystic Mist (Slate, Lavender, and Yellow), Hibiscus Trionum (White, Black, and Gold) 

Rare Colors: Shaded Canyon (Copper, Purple, and Black), Tropical Dusk (Burgundy, Amber, and Lavender) 

57. Opabinia (P/H) - Ocean; Can be found in Basic, Triangular, and Saddled Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Coral Reef (Pink, Teal, and Gold), Rose Bouquet (Red, Magenta, and Yellow), Sphene Titanite (Gold, Green, and Burgundy) 

Rare Colors: Turquoise (Teal and Mint), Blueberry Cream (Blue and Light Gray) 

Cybertron: Crystal City 

58. Ursanokor (P/M/H) - Meadow, Jungle; Can be found in Basic, Leopard, and Cheetah Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Pink Dream (Pink, Purple, and Maroon), Dark Butterfly (Black, Indigo, Gold, and Light Grey), City Night (Blue, Orange, and White) 

Rare Colors: Imperial (Silver, Gold, and Purple), Leather Coat (Windsor Tan, Neon Yellow, and Dark Grey) 

59. Cryo-Condor (P/H) - Ocean, Meadow; Can be found in Basic, Narrow Double Striped, and Wide Single Striped Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Blue Sky (Cerulean, Baby Blue, and White), Fire Hydrant (Red, Yellow, and Grey), Purple Starling (Purple, Teal, and Silver) 

Rare Colors: Iris Diamond (Silver and Violet), Alstroemeria (Green, Yellow, and Orange) 

Cybertron: Tyger Pax 

60. Cybertronian Jellyfish (H) - Ocean, Mountains; Can be found in Basic, Mackerel, and Tobiano Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Morning Glory (Purple, Lavender, and Black), Techno Rave (Dark Blue, Purple, and Gold), Raven Flock (Grey, Black, and Slate) 

Rare Colors: Yellow Jacket (Yellow and Black), Crown (Gold, Red, and Silver) 

61. Dieselle (P/M/H) - Mountains, Volcanic Basin; Can be found in Basic, Saddled, and Leopard Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Tiger’s Eye (Orange, Black, and Crimson), Witch Doctor (Lavender, Black, and Slate Purple), Dark Architecture (Tan, Purple, and Black) 

Rare Colors: Magical Betta (White, Blue, and Maroon), Cauliflower (Purple, Green, and Orange) 

Cybertron: Mithril Sea 

62. Brontobot (P/M/H) - Jungle, Canyon, Tundra; Can be found in Basic, Tiger, and Hexagonal Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Ornament (Red, Silver, and Gold), Decadent Paradise (Burgundy, Slate Purple, and Silver), Mosaic (Dark Blue, White, and Yellow) 

Rare Colors: Tourmaline (Pink, Green, and Dark Green), Baptisia (Purple, Camo Green, and Deep Purple) 

63. Manatronatee (P/M/H) - Ocean; Can be found in Basic, Chevron, and Ocelot Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Forbidden Depths (Slate, Deep Teal, and Deep Grey), Aqua Spring (Deep Blue, Light Blue, and Teal), Daredevil (Blue, Crimson, and White) 

Rare Colors: Mint Vanilla (Mint, Teal, and Cream), Snowflake (White and Baby Blue) 

Cybertron: Uraya 

64. Sheepacron (P/M/H) - Meadow, Desert, Mountains; Can be found in Basic, Cheetah, and Tiger Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Stardust (Black, Gold, and Tan), Andesine (Copper, Red, and Slate), Hibiscus Trionum (White, Black, and Gold) 

Rare Colors: Emerald Marble (Green, Gold, and Black), Gabbro Merlinite (Indigo, Black, and Silver) 

65. Cyber-Duck (P/H) - Canyon, Tundra, Volcanic Basin; Can be found in Basic, Mackerel, and Triangular Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Peppermint (White, Red, Green, and Grey), Grassland (Light Green, Mint, and Amber), Zultanite (Camo Green, Windsor Tan, and Grey) 

Rare Colors: Prime Sherbert (Red, Blue, and Yellow), Azurite (Deep Blue, Copper and Black) 

Cybertron: Iacon 

66. Cyber-dog (P/M/H) - Meadow, Desert, Tundra; Can be found in Basic, Wide Racing Striped, and Tribal Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Black Widow (Black, Grey, and Red), Royal Blue (Blue, Gold, and Teal), Smelting Rock (Amber, Black, and Grey) 

Rare Colors: Dragonborn (Red, Orange, and Yellow), Purple Labradorite (Purple, Black, and Brown) 

67. Cybercat (P/M/H) - Jungle, Canyon, Mountains; Can be found in Basic, Flames, and Ocelot Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Crimson Tide (Crimson, Burgundy, and Dark Red), Constellation (Navy Blue and Silver), Sumi-e (White, Black, and Red) 

Rare Colors: Blue Sky (Cerulean, Baby Blue, and White), Desert Bloom (Tan, Purple, and Yellow) 

Cybertron: Kaon 

68. Hydroweasel (P/H) - Ocean, Tundra, Volcanic Basin (Only in the water at the edge of the area), Desert (Only in the water at the edge of the area); can be found in Basic, Wide Single Striped, and Leopard Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Turquoise (Teal and Mint), Wildfire (Amber, Red, and Dark Grey), Leather Coat (Windsor Tan, Neon Yellow, and Dark Grey) 

Rare Colors: Royal Blue (Blue, Gold, and Teal), Daredevil (Blue, Crimson, and White) 

69. Beetgadol (P/M/H) - Mountains, Jungle, Desert; Can be found in Basic, Mackerel, and Hexagonal Patterns. 

Normal Colors: Old Shed (Green, Dark Brown, and Black), Huntsman (Tan, Dark Brown, and Grey), Poltergeist (Black, Purple, and Grey 

Rare Colors: Crimson Rosella (Red, Blue, and Black), Spatial Wonder (Blue, Gold, and Silver) 

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— DRAGONS BANE, chapter seven ʾ ⋆

CHAPTER SEVEN – salt in the wound

index ; chapter one. chapter two. chapter three. chapter four. chapter five. chapter six. chapter seven. chapter eight. chapter nine.

summary ; it’s been weeks since aemond had brokered irritation between the velaryons and targaryens. the ordeal effortlessly brought him the cold shoulder from you. before jacaerys left king’s landing, he spent most of his time with you, much to aemond’s dismay.

pairings ; aemond targaryen x tyrell!reader , alluded jacaerys velaryon x reader

notes / warnings ; accidentally wrote this with capitalization 😍😍 mm enjoy my pining for aemond. mentions of fighting, cleaning wounds/applying cream, aemond doesn’t like touching his own face,, uhh aemond’s thoughts and aegon being weird

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Under the hardened cloak of melancholy and lamentation, Aemond has not been granted the privilege of seeing your face or hearing your voice. Truth be told, that was a lie. He had seen you, once or twice, but your face was screwed in an ugly grimace, paired with vile words that spewed out like venom.

It’s been weeks since he had squandered the goodwill and peace that was beginning to ignite between the Hightowers and Velaryons. Weeks since he had denounced Jacaerys and Lucerys Velaryon as nothing more than bastards – all because of a sly sneer and the haunting words of betrothal.

Yet all the same, you treated it as if it happened yesterday.

And since then, Aemond had been at constant ends with himself. So sure, he was once. But the dragon Aemond formerly was, was a dragon no longer. Instead, smiting itself and within the ashes that rained, a plump, pink pig oinks with discontent.

Aegon's annoying laughter, paired with the pubescent giggles of Jacaerys and Lucerys play in his mind like a haunting melody branded into his brain. He grimaces at the faint memory of his childhood.

Fire crackles and burns loudly within the hearth hall. Despite the layers woven of emerald green fabric that made his doublet, Aemond found succor within the dancing heat of orange flames. A book lays idle in his lap, open to a page he hasn’t bothered reading. Most likely, it was old proverbs and poetry, tales depicting the lessons and values of greater men.

Aemond found himself growing with unease at your prolonged absence. What was this feeling? The same burning desire that would only be extinguished by your presence – how else could he quell that feeling?

There is some good in you, Aemond.

His lip twitches.

We cannot rewrite what's already written in the stars.

Aemond feels a strange chagrin claw at his chest and burrow into the depths of his heart cavity. What was once warm, grew cold as he thought. How could the Gods be so cruel to a boy barely of ten? Was it because of his intense avidity to be a great dragonrider, like Aegon the Conqueror and his sister-wives, that made the Gods want to punish him? Was it his ambitious greed for power and control – the ability to change course of what once was?

Aemond wanted to summon the Gods themselves and demand an answer. Despite that, he didn’t think it would help with the foreign, intrusive thoughts that have kindled themself within him.

His mind soon churns as his thoughts turn to Jacaerys and Lucerys. The frigidity further festered and almost bordered on cruelty. There’s spite and anger towards the bastard boys who took his eye – the same bastard boys who would be the future line of succession. There was nothing royal about them; they were merely common, middleborns who happened to drop from the maidenhead of Princess Rhaenyra. 

He remembered how he felt the days after his outburst at the family feast. When the Velaryon family had stayed despite the coming storm, and when Jacaerys breathed fire into the growing discontempt. When he took your hand into his and paraded you around the Red Keep. Exchanging glares and sly sniggers.

I know you can be good.

It’s almost as if your words echo in the cavity of his mind, bleaching his anger and burning the hatred from the inside out. He inhales sharply, letting the same breath push from his nostrils. His chest rises and falls with a steady motion.

Was he entirely wrong? Should he have not burdened a festival night by calling his nephews bastards? He remembers very vividly the way your face fell when the word ‘Strong’ was uttered from his lips. The same face that contorted into anger when he confronted you.

They deserved it, he finally reconciles. Though, he assumed it’s more to quell the ache in his heart rather than be actual fact. The same humiliation they received was the same his mother and himself faced the very night he lost his eye, all those years ago. Humiliated, disgraced, and full of contempt.

A belch resonates within the air. It’s deep and guttural, no doubt the byproduct of Dornish wine. The peaceful silence that Aemond had secluded himself to was sullied by one sound.

Aemond raises his head, the ache in his neck becoming more prominent as he cranes his muscles to confirm his thoughts on the identity of the person who wanted to irk him – Aegon.

“Oftentimes, I believe there is wine rather than blood in your veins,” Aemond speaks, his tone even and almost cold.

“Would that not be impressive?”

Aemond deadpans, “It would not.”

His eye narrows at the sight of his brother's disappointed face, but Aemond returns his attention to the forgotten book decorated on his lap. There’s times when Aemond himself wished he was named Aegon. He was much more successful than his elder brother; he knew the arts of literature, he was a formidable warrior that grew successful by every evenfall, and he rode Vhagar, the largest dragon in the world. He’d be doing Aegon the Conqueror a service, not dragging his name through –

“What was the name of that Tyrell girl?” Aegon’s voice is like iron on dried whetstone – unpleasant and almost whiny.

Aemond looks up once more, his head turning much slower than before to give Aegon a pointed look. His brother looked unnerved by the action.

“(Y/N).” Your name is foreign on his lips. He hadn’t spoken it since the argument that happened between you both. He became reminiscent – an action that felt akin to second nature. He purses his lips, nose digging back into the book he wasn’t reading. A long, pointed index moves to trail the bottom of words – something he did to help solidify that he was reading and not thinking. Though, he felt that his brother probably wasn’t observant enough to notice the difference.

Aegon settles into a chair, the pegs of the furniture shrilling loud enough to make Aemond grimace, “She’s pretty, ain’t she?”

“She’s.. fair.” Aemond felt as if this was a trap.

Silence.

“‘Joy of Highgarden’,” he sing-songs, his words carrying an unmelodic ring, “hm?”

Aemond shuts the book in his lap with such ferocity that there’s a deep, thunderous boom when the leather bound cover kisses the aged parchment paper, “Why are you here?” The words were more harsh than he had intended, he’s unsure as to why.

“I cannot enjoy the company of my dearest brother?”

Aemond stares at Aegon. His elder brother never wanted to see him or spend time with him, not unless he desired something that only with Aemond’s help he would get. Years prior when they were nothing but children, Aegon would’ve only seen Aemond to ridicule his little brother in front of his nephews. Now that Aemond was a dog with a rabid bite, Aegon knew better than to stick his nose where it didn’t belong and instead, left his scourge behind and opted his brother for usage.

“Ser Criston expects you for your midday training.”

Ah, yes, the infamous extended hand of his mother's wrath. When Aemond had ridiculed his nephews, he noted that Ser Criston didn’t hold back and often used movements unseemly of a Kingsguard. Aemond wasn’t one to care for honor like his mothers sworn shield had, but it did irk him when Ser Criston swept his legs from under him, his back colliding with the dirt floor. He didn’t enjoy the gasps that followed from the crowd that had gathered to watch.

Ser Criston had effectively dismantled the one-eyed dragon, and he didn’t think he’d let that go.

Aemond rises from his chair, sweeping the book in his grasp to tuck underneath his arm. He and Aegon share a wordless exchange, a message that hopefully Aegon would understand. Aemond saunters out of the room, the notable sound of armor clanking as he passes the threshold of the door. He doesn’t need to turn his head to know that it’s Ser Erryk falling in to step behind him.

Aemond passes the long stretch of hallway that meets the corridor of Maegor’s Holdfast. He had grown so used to the map of the Red Keep that he thought if he was blind, he could navigate it easily without the aid of someone else. He continues forward, steps light and almost deafened by the clanking of Ser Erryk’s boots behind him. Aemond reaches the courtyard of the holdfast, turning on his heel to the spiraled steps of the royal apartments. He climbs them easily, legs long and allowing him to skip a step at a time.

He reaches the level his quarters are located and moves towards it. He opens his door, leaving it ajar as he navigates his way through the dimly lit aura of his quarters to place the book in a safe space. He leaves, shutting the door behind him before allowing his feet to carry himself back to the bailey of the keep.

He reaches a corner and notices a body making a beeline for him. He sidesteps and watches the mess of blues flail about into the chest of Ser Erryk. Aemond has to stifle the whicker that threatens to spill. Ser Erryk helps you gather your bearings, your head shooting to the side to cast Aemond a glare that parallels the combined wrath of the Seven Hells. Ser Erryk’s profuse apologies are quickly casted aside.

“Are you laughing at my misfortune?”

Aemond is surprised that this is the string of words that dances its way through the air and into his ears. They’re light and free of anger, drastically different from the story your eyes told.

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Aemond quips back, his voice like honeyed silk; threading itself into a weave of fabric that softens your resolve. Despite the charades, the game of faces, and the deceit you’ve conjured the past fortnight, you've missed the sly remarks of Aemond Targaryen. It’s almost evident in the way your gaze softens, the blazing wrath kindling down to nothing more than forlorn. “No bastard trailing after you, my lady?”

The fire reignites and your gaze darkens at his words. You didn’t miss that.

Scoffing audibly, “You are truly intolerable, Aemond.”

Despite the insult, Aemond’s lips twitch upwards into a small smile, “I should have your tongue for such slander.”

“Yet here I stand, tongue intact.” You raise your head, jutting your chin out. You both stare at each other;  Aemond’s is lustrous and goading, clearly enjoying the scene that was unfolding, while yours is defiant and testing, obviously unhappy with his previous statement.

“My prince, I don’t mean to interrupt–”

“Then don’t.” Aemond is quick to respond. He casts Ser Erryk a look, the softness he once bore now melting away like ice near a flame – the coldness returning. Ser Erryk blinks quietly back at him and Aemond suddenly remembers he’s needed elsewhere. He clears his throat. “I am seeing Cole in the courtyard, if you want to accompany me.”

“So I can watch him knock you to the ground?” He should probably be offended, but the fire you’ve shown him here and there is doing everything to make him rapt. He loves it.

“You can only hope.” He dips his head in farewell, his blue eye maintaining its gaze on you. He turns and with a whip of his hair (it seems to have a mind of its own), Aemond returns to his journey towards the outdoor courtyard nestled by the exterior postern of the castle.

He reaches it slower than he intended. The luscious, raven curls of Criston Cole were easy to spot within the small throng that littered the courtyard. He moves toward him, Ser Erryk abandoning him. Ser Criston’s head raises when Aemond nears, allowing a polite greeting of Aemond’s title to leave his mouth.

The next actions that transpire are a silent ritual. Each man allows padded leather to fall over their torsos, serving as a shield from the iron that would attack the protected cavity of their organs.

He casts a glance over the steppe, his eyes observing the faces of each person that’s starting to form a crowd. He’s almost disappointed until his eyes trail to the scaffolding where two figures, one adorned in blue and the other yellow, stood side by side, arms interlocked. Behind, there is a Kingsguard he can’t recognize. He sucks in his bottom lip, sinking his teeth into the flesh before turning his attention back to Cole.

A steward brings Aemond a wooden shield.

Ser Criston enters the small ring dotted with rock markers and Aemond follows. It’s Ser Criston who moves first, swinging his morningstar above his head just enough to create momentum and send the weapon into a steady circle. Aemond steadies himself, eye darting to observe the way Ser Criston stood.

Ser Criston is the first to swing, but his attack misses its mark and Aemond jumps away. They continue like this, playing their game of cat and mouse as you observe their behavior.

Aemond is smooth and calculating, like a watersnake dancing around its opponent. Ser Criston is more or less the same, his steps teetering as he tries to maneuver a mistake out of Aemond. Despite the shrewdness of Ser Criston’s movements, every time he swings the morningstar, it’s brash and brazen – a fury of attacks that attempt to hit their mark.

Iron meets iron and there’s the ringing of metal that sings its way through the air as Aemond deflects each blow. He’s stepping to the side and ducking underneath each swing. He’s graceful the way he moves and it’s mesmerizing, leading you to become almost in awe of his movements. Aemond would surely grow to become a renowned warrior.

Some of the attacks made by Ser Criston land, eliciting sharp gasps and groans to leave the prince. Aemond hisses at the pain, his mouth thinning into a tight line as his attacks become flurried – anger evident in each swing that Aemond does. Ser Criston swings his morningstar once more and it collides with the wooden barrier of Aemond’s shield. It splinters and sends a rippling tingle up his arm.

“You shan’t succumb to your emotions.”

Aemond seems to mind himself when the words force themselves in short syllables from Ser Criston’s mouth. His anger subsides as quickly as it comes.

Soon, the attacks slow and become sluggish. With a final swing from Ser Criston, Aemond parries the blunt of the morningstar, his sword sliding against the iron with a shrilling screech. Aemond follows his sword through and abruptly turns on his heel, driving behind Ser Criston to hold the edge of the blade to his throat. There’s a small smile that creeps upon your lips and you see Helaena clap her hands in delight at the scene that unfolded.

“You’re learning quickly.” Ser Criston remarks after a moment. He moves a tuft of black hair out of his face, “You’ll be a warrior in no time.”

“Save your flatteries for someone else.” Aemonds words are harsh, bearing the fire of a dragon. He twirls the hilt of the shortsword in his grasp, the blade spinning with momentum as Aemond lowers it to his side. He turns, walking away from his master-at-arms. With the adrenaline dwindling down to nothingness, Aemond begins to feel his skin become tender. There’s a dull ache, one that causes him to grimace as he lifts the sword to place back into its socket on the armory rack.

You and Helaena move down from the scaffolding, steps slow so as to not tumble down the flight. The princess is waddling at this point, belly plump and round underneath the luxurious fabrics of her samite gown. Helaena suddenly moans softly, her hand moving to rub at the protrusion of her stomach. She sighs, shaking her head and gently declining the help of her Kingsguard.

“As much as I enjoy the fresh air, the babe doesn’t agree.” She says, her eyes fluttering from the floor to your face. You give her a smile and move forward to hold her hand. Her dark brows furrow slightly as she chews on her bottom lip, “It has eyes, though I believe it cannot see.”

Confusion sprawls across your face at her words, her once enlightened expression had now turned sour, “Helaena?”

“It has eyes, but it cannot see,” Helaena continues, her voice almost pleading for a fragment of understanding. She raises a hand to her head, a tired sigh falling from her lips. “Excuse me.”

Without another word, Helaena takes her leave with the Kingsguard following close behind. You open your mouth to object, but Helaena is already too many paces ahead to call out for. You sigh and take a look around the yard, your posture straightening at the sight of Aemond. He turns his head and locks eyes with you, his stare unwavering. Taking that as your cue to join him, your legs carry you to where he stood.

“You’re here.” You almost confuse the statement for pleasantry and surprise on his part. 

“Unfortunately,” You respond, your arms clasping behind your back as you circle Aemond. He’s fiddling with the hilts of the training swords that adorned the armory rack. “You’re bleeding.”

Aemond’s finger gingerly touches his cheek. When he pulls it away, there’s a smear of crimson on the pad of his forefinger. He smacks his lips and rubs it against the darkness of his clothes. “Just a scratch.”

“It’ll be much more if you leave it.” You sounded like his mother; fretting over small things that shouldn’t warrant worry. He hums in response, his hands rubbing at the tenderness that started to scream. He grimaces, but bites back the sharp inhale. Aemond feels as though the soreness is comforting – a reminder that he is indeed human. “There’s ointments for such things.”

He looks up to shoot you a look, but says nothing. His gaze travels down to give you a proper once over. He didn’t notice earlier that your dress had Myrish silver lace decorating the hems. He blinks and decides to lead the way back into the safety of the Red Keep. You assume he wants to keep your company – when you fall into step beside him, he only casts you a glance without a word of refusal.

A whirlwind of thoughts takes your mind. This was going to be the first time you and Aemond were going to be together, alone, after the incident. Undoubtedly, you were hurt. You thought the time spent together, you could help quell the distraught that lingered in his mind. You wanted him so desperately to be something other than a brooding mess of intangible feelings – constantly haunted by the premonitions of the past.

Helaena had told you once or twice about how.. content Aemond was during his childhood. He had both eyes and an affinity for dragons, reading, and sword fighting. She told you about how he used to do anything to make her laugh and how he pretended to be intrigued at her collection of insects. He was sweet once upon a time, she said.

Seeing that kindness he had – the one he had shown to you freely at the night of the festival – made you want to see more. 

You reach his room and he opens the door. There’s a fire stoked now, a fresh blaze swelling within the hearth.

You take a look around. His room is quaint, but larger than yours. It’s ridiculously tidy, almost as if no one lived in the room. There’s a painting above the hearth, one of Aegon the Conqueror and his dragon, Balerion. Aegon is waving his sword in the air and Balerion is shooting flames from his mouth.

Out of the corner of your eye, you watch as Aemond fiddles with the contents of his bookshelf. When he pulls away, there’s a small box that he holds in his grasp. When he sits at his table and opens it, you notice that there’s ointments and herbs filling the space.

“Are you a maester now?”

He looks up through the lashes of his one eye and narrows it. You click your tongue and suck in a breath, exhaling out a small, unsure ‘okay’. You walk around the room, noticing that his blankets are black and the Tyroshi carpet is a forest green. You raise your brow and settle on a nearby chair close to the fire.

You’re watching him curiously as he fiddles with the things within the box. Why did he have this in his room? Was he uncomfortable being around a maester?

It seems as if he hears your thoughts.

“The last time I saw a maester, I was told I’d lost my eye.” Aemond unclasps the dragon buckles of his coat, shedding the layer before rolling up the sleeves of his dark tunic. There’s welts littering the pale skin – welts that are slowly forming giant purple contusions. You frown at the sight of aged, yellowed blotches.

He doesn’t say anything more to elaborate, but you assume he’s cynical about the ordeal. 

He pulls out a container of ointment, spreading a thin layer on top of the bruises that were starting to form. It was something to help cease the swell, you reckon. You continue to watch silently as deft fingers rummage through the box. He pulls out something, popping it into his mouth and chewing it carefully.

Aemond moves his attention to his palm, examining it as if something bothered the skin. He then starts to pick at the soft flesh, his mouth forming into a tight line. He grunts in frustration and hollows his cheeks, chewing on the tissue that meets his teeth. His eye flicks to you and you raise a brow.

“I need–” The words fail to leave him. He looks down at the table, uncertainty pooling in his stomach and causing heat to redden the tips of his ears. He’s glad his hair is down and in the way, he didn’t need to hear any sly quips about it. “Can you–”

Deciding it’s enough torture for him, you get up from your seat and grab the piece of cloth that he holds up. You dab at the blood that’s trickled from the cut on his cheek. 

“I wonder, who would have helped you if I wasn’t here?” You say, not missing the way his eyelashes of his eye flutters closed. Your fingers are leaving ghostly kisses on his skin, sending waves of comfort. He finds himself desiring to lean into the touch.

He wants to retort and claim he didn’t need any help, rather, he wanted your help. Then again, he didn’t want to stroke the flame of something bigger. He opts to stay silent.

“No other companion.. or, friend.”

Aemond knows what you’re trying to get at. As much as he would like to say it, he doesn’t think the words would be allowed to come out of his mouth. To express gratitude was hard enough, but to allow this.. aching to become real by muttering words of its presence? He sucks in his bottom lip and chews on it. He decided he wouldn’t give you the satisfaction.

Once the blood is wiped away, you rummage through the ointments. Your nose wrinkles at the sight of some, but when Aemond’s hand moves to swat yours, you scoff. He, however, meant no ill-will, and instead, plucks the right container out of the box and hands it to you.

“Perhaps I’ll forsake you once more.”

Aemond turns his head slightly to give you a pointed look. The look could’ve been mistaken for daring, or even a simple plea. He doesn’t like the way those words sing freely from your mouth – a threat. The last few weeks without you, in his opinion, was intolerable. Dull affairs had only soured his days and he found himself wanting the fiery companion he had taken for granted.

“Don’t.” The simple word is enough to elicit a smile from you.

You hum in almost agreement, a noise that is squandering his thoughts about you abandoning him, “I thought you’d lost your voice, Aemond.”

Seven Gods, he loved the way his name rolled off your tongue. He had missed it – missed everything.

“Little flower.” The nickname that he’s conjured for you sends a flutter to your heart. His voice is deep and almost wanting. “I.. I..”

His words trail off again and his mouth runs dry. After a moment, you nod your help and gently dab the ointment onto the cut. He didn’t have to say it, but the way his gaze softens and the way he chokes out the beginning of it, is enough for you. It’s a step toward something better.

“I know.” I can see it, you thought.

When you move away, his hand reaches out for your wrist. You look back at him and he’s beautiful under the warm glow.

“Thank you,” he swallows, “for helping me.”

You give him another smile and nod, mumbling out a small ‘you’re welcome’. You place the ointment jar back in the box, leaving his side to return to the kindling fire. You stare at the flames whilst you hear the commotion of glass bottles clinking together. The box shuts and his feet thud against the floor.

“I missed you.”

You turn out of surprise and notice his back is to you. He’s facing the bookshelf, arms against the shelves to steady himself as he stands. With the way he doesn’t move, you’re almost sure you imagined the soft-spoken words.

“You’re a radiance within the dull tenebrosity of this Keep.”

The words warm your heart.

“You’re a maester and a poet,” you tease, biting back the grin that was surly peeking behind the veil of your lips. Aemond turns his head just slightly, his lips puckering. Though, he can’t help the short exhale that shoots from his nose. He’s heard that one too many times, but hearing it from you is something else entirely.

He allows a small smile to curl the corners of his lips. It’s not a sly smirk that he’s shown Jacaerys, or a goading grin that Aegon sometimes saw, but it was a real smile. Gentle and soft. A smile that he once only smiled when he was a child.

You nibble on your lip, hands moving to fiddle with one another in front of your body, “If you must know, I missed you too.” The words of confession are scary, no doubt, and it's evident in the way your voice wavers. Aemond fully turns now, his eye drinking in your appearance. You’re ethereal against the backlash of the orange glow of the fire. There’s something in him that wants to engrave it in his memory and keep it for all eternity.

Aemond feels as if he needs to swallow the bile that will fester in his throat if he voices his thoughts. The first time he did that, you two formed an unspoken bond. He liked the comfort he found within you and he decided that if he wanted to keep you around, he needed to be sensitive and in tune with his emotions – no matter how uncomfortable it seemed for him. It worked the first time, there wasn’t a doubt it wouldn’t do so now.

“I was wrong.” He says, moving slowly towards you. His steps are heavy and thudding against the wooden floorboards. “I shouldn’t have agitated my nephews.”

Your brows raise and your mouth barely parts as you sharply inhale. He’s close now, his next words dropping an octave and lowering to a whisper. It’s enough to send a tingling sensation down your spine.

“I see that now.”

With his proximity, his words go in one ear and out the other. You’re blinded by the intoxicating scent he carries. It’s a mixture of sandalwood, some peppers, and his own musk. It’s heavenly and it forces your eyes to shut with a flutter, an involuntary, deep inhale following.

You should be upset, pushing him and demanding why he was so difficult. You wanted to ask him what weighed so heavily on consciousness that he felt the need to ruin moments of happiness. But then, he looked so pretty and he smelled heavenly. It was enough to lull you into a peaceful serenity, a willingness to do whatever he wanted.

Perhaps it was the effect of the pretty words he sang, or the sandalwood that wafted into your nostrils.

He raises a hand, his blue eye scanning your face. His touch is ghostly over your skin, the calloused skin of his finger pads barely touching the velvet of your face. He cups your cheek with his hand and you lean into his touch, your own hand enclosing over his wrist.

“Aemond.”

He hums, head moving closer to yours. This is the same feeling he had felt rupturing within him when you gave him a kiss. It’s lingering, this time, and it’s more softer than before. The tip of his nose then nudges against your face. You find yourself leaning forward, but Aemond pulls away enough to see your face.

Remembrance of his nephew and yourself cozying up together floats to the front of his brain. He almost frowns at the thought, the corners of his lips twitching downward. He recalls how elated you looked when Jace took your hand into his and invited you for a dance.

“What about Jacaerys?” His tone is partially flat when the name is spoken. He doesn’t like the coil of dithering and resentment that winds itself around his organs, crushing them with a white-hot intensity. He sucks his bottom lip into his mouth, a habit.

“Forget about Jacaerys,” you plead. when his hands leave your face, you’re quick to grab him by the shoulders and pull him back to the close proximity. you were exchanging breaths at this point, each air fanning over the others face. Your heart feels as if it’s going to burst out of your chest as his eye searches yours, uncertain.

He’s the first to move. It’s slow, near a snail-pace, until his lips gently brush against yours. They’re soft and warm when he finally connects his with yours. Drastically different from the first kiss, this one is easy and free from any hesitancy or mistake. It’s blinding, becoming more facile when his tongue swipes across your bottom lip. You part your lips and Aemond moves forward, pushing you to look up at him as he kisses you from atop. His grip on your jaw becomes a tad tighter as his kiss turns more passionate, an obvious sign of a voiceless confession for his feelings.

It’s as easy as breathing to kiss him now.

He pulls away and sharply inhales, his eye slowly opening as it searches your face. You’re slow to copy his action – deciding instead to savor the taste of him on your lips. You hum in content, eyes drawing open after a moment.

“That’s much better.”

A ghostly smile raises the corner of his lips up and he moves forward to give you another kiss.

The thought of Jacaerys lingers and burns a hole deep into his mind.

[loveofmyknife]

Live Blogging the Burrow’s end finale but it’s all in one post because I can’t be bothered to reblog the same post 10 times. So like… pre-recorded blogging I guess

Spoilers. Obviously.

- loving the finale outfits! Especially the caution tape accessories!

- hey girl hey! Poor Teedles is taking all of this very well and we love them for it. I too would rather face possible death than have to babysit my boss’s children

- someone really should go check on Simon

- love how Tula is advocating for a nonviolent solution and ends it with “and we should definitely track down and murder Phoebe”. It’s nonviolent except for one specific person (being?)

- Lucas is just doing his best as a congested little boy. Somebody get him some mint! (Bint)

- “oh, mommy has so much bloodlust!” is an excellent line

- again, Brennan is unhinged, and also maybe wearing pink lipstick, which I think adds to the vibe

- Thorn being concerned for Dr Steel is so indicative of his character. He just wants to protect his people, and even though they’ve only known this human for a few hours, she is one of his people

- I DID NOT KNOW HE COULD DO THAT

- love a good title drop, but this plan seems very hastily put together. I am concerned

- persuasion- “-OR ELSE!” … ok intimidation

- gasoline lasts for however long is narratively relevant

- how many stoats does it take to drive a truck? Apparently at least 5

- I mean as far at Nat 1s go operating a gear shift as a rodent makes sense

- viola is holding this group together by sheer force of will

-oh fuck human magic!

- new map! New map!

- Oh fuck “human” NECROMANCY!

-kinda sad that Carlos isn’t playing Wennabocker on the board in some way but it obviously makes sense from a practical standpoint

- the minis!!! So cool!

-“grandma casts sounding” oh no…

- box of doom strikes again

- 40 points of damage is insane

- Lucas no! I love his little hat but no!

- hate when the BBEG rolls a Nat 20

- 69 hp…nice

- not Lucas!!

- oh Tula is never going to forgive herself for this and I have Thoughts about it

- Phoebe really is just a situation at this point

- That is exactly what a 12 year old would say when beating up an eldritch horror

- yeah I’d say hitting the ground really hard is a reckless attack, Ava

-109 damage! Jesus fucking Christ

- oh it’s some eugenics shit, okay

- Dr Steel coming to the rescue!

- I love using a bunch of skills and mechanics to get the desired outcome. Casting a spell, moving out of range of counterspell, and disengaging an opportunity attack all at the same time just to be able to fireball this meat suit

- I also would not recommend hitting a nuclear reactor with fire

- “no that’s okay” was such a power move

- “I DEBONE THAT MOTHERFUCKER” yes you do, and somehow that invents cooking! I love it

- Nat 20! “THATS! MY! WIFE!!!” Viola has taken out 4 giants in a single round. She is a badass. She is a warrior. She is my hero.

- oh yeah, Dr Steel was just standing there for all that

- We may be experiencing a tragedy but at least they’ve also invented ice cream

- LUCAS NO!

- ok yeah i might be sobbing a little, what of it?

- I like that Ava can have a little magic as a treat

- I personally welcome our new stoat overlords

- babies!

-Get it, Tula! But seriously I like that she really got to process life without being just a widow and a mother before moving on

-baby’s first word: viscera. This is cannon

-Ava’s doing great, and her life is in her own hands. She’s completely overhauling the local law enforcement and creating triple A

- Dr Lila! She’s a nuclear physicist now!

- Did not expect Jaysohn to go for an Airbud plot line but I’m not mad at it

Closing thoughts: I loved it! I think the ending was pretty abrupt but taking out the BBEG in like 2 rounds will do that so I can’t fault them for it. I would have loved for at least one of the party to take over Education, and I think Tula was kind of set up for it but I’m glad she gets to just enjoy life now instead. I can’t wait to see tomorrow’s Adventuring Party and I’m super excited about next season!

[magicalrocketships]

8, 56 or 69 for the over 30's ask meme! (Or all three if you have the spoons/time/inclination) <3

(And yes, two of these are shameless way of trying to potentially find a new favourite cleaning product or low-effort meal haha)

oh hello! love everything that makes things easier tbh.

8. What cleaning product do you swear by?

Two answers to this - the first one is low cost: pink stuff miracle paste. It is multi purpose and SO useful. When I moved in here a couple of years ago, I found a use for the drawers I had as a kid which had been stored in a family member's garage - they had stickers on and were grimy and I looked at them and didn't think they'd clean up, but pink stuff took it all off, sticker residue and everything. You can use it for cleaning anything and everything.

The second one is a robot hoover. Mine is called Maxy-Max and he arrived in my life earlier this year and in terms of spoons he has revolutionised my life. I ran most days last year on the equivalent of about 3-5% battery life and as such I have pretty much zero spare energy for cleaning, but now Maxy-Max will do things like find a Christmas bauble under a table and brush it to my feet or a pen under a seat and I will think yes: I love this robot and this robot loves me (and my cleaning).

56. Favorite low-effort meal that you make?

Godddd we are very, very gently starting to occasionally cook things again after 18 months of not being well enough to, but I have two recipes - one of which is an actual fave and the other one I've made and then adapted, but it's SO nice to have flavour again in what I eat (so many ready meals and easy eat stuff that made up my last 18 months are just bland, ughhhhhh so mediocre all of the time).

The first one is an extremely easy, vaguely a version of carbonara if you squint very hard (sorry Italians) and you can use literally any variation of pre-prepared ingredient dependent on need/ease/what you have and add frozen ingredients directly to the frying pan, but:

a) cook pasta. spaghetti is preferable but whatever brings you comfort and joy

b) while pasta is cooking, fry chopped onion and garlic and bits of smoked bacon. add salt and pepper.

c) when pasta is nearly done cooking add frozen peas to the bacon mix, leave to cook while you finish with the pasta and drain it

d) stir in cream cheese/philadelphia to bacon mix, according to taste (usually 1/3 to 1/2 a tub but I don't know how big tubs are elsewhere, just however much you like, you can add more but you can't take it out)

e) stir in the drained pasta to the bacon/cheese mix. add more pepper if you like pepper (I like pepper)

f) eat and feel joy. the leftovers are even more delicious.

The second was the first thing I made from a recipe book in forever. It's a gorgeous cookbook called Ramen by Makiko Sano. It's got so much to say and teach about how to build a layered ramen dish and I'm excited to have the energy to make any of that, BUT, nestled at the back is this recipe for microwave ramen:

I loved the ramen/kimchi/tofu/spring onion mix, the cheese and sort of egg scramble was nice but I wouldn't need it every time - but it was SO nice to try something new and relatively easy for lunch that didn't make me too tired to actually eat it.

69. What are you looking forward to next week?

I had a friend to stay this weekend and it was lovely but I am now v tired (beyond normal fatigue, but in a good way) and I JUST remembered that I have a long weekend booked off work this week with nothing to fill it up yet but dreams.

ask me questions!

[meushell]

100 Ships Prompt Challenge

What am I getting myself into?

This is, admittedly, going to take a long time.

The Basic Rules…

• Each prompt is to be paired with a different ship. Different combinations are allowed. • A canon character can only be combined with an original character once. • Cross-ships are allowed. • Platonic/Familial Friendships are allowed, but I cannot use / and & for the same set of characters. • Combining with other prompts/challenges is allowed.

Details here. (Goes to Dreamwidth.)

I am adding…

• I am allowing myself to combine ships and prompts into one story. Basically, as long as it’s AO3 tag worthy, I think it counts. Unless I missed it, the challenge doesn’t specify either way.

Who will be my most shipped character? Probably Malek. 😂

Who will be my most platonically (shipped isn’t quite the right word since that has other implications) combined character? Probably Jacob Carter.

Who will show up the most in general? Probably Malek again.

What will be my er, most unique ship? Well, now it is Sam Carter/Egeria/Yosuuf/Garshaw/Per’sus’ Host/Per’sus. Can it get stranger? Yeah, probably.

The Prompts

I will link to the fic as I go, naming the relationship/friendship.

Narim & Lantash, Sam Carter/Narim | Lantash, Narim & Schrödinger • #29 – Bone, #86 - Shadow, #97 – Bittersweet

Egeria/Per’sus • #78 – Leather

Martouf | Lantash/Rosha | Jolinar/Pete Shanahan • #69 – Flirt

#01 – Adamant #02 – Snow #03 – Lion #04 – Spark #05 – Amber #06 – Lust #07 – Bronze #08 – Mint #09 – Arctic #10 – Black #11 – Moonlight #12 – Sunlight #13 – Blue #14 – Navy #15 – Tea #16 – Neon #17 – Twilight #18 – Blush #19 – Wine #20 – Nude #21 – Rhythm #22 – Brown #23 – Linen #24 – Ember #25 – Thistle #26 – Cherry #27 – Orange #28 – Vanilla #30 – Harlequin #31 – Cadet #32 – Chocolate #33 – Peach #34 – Lead #35 – Cream #36 – Sand #37 – White #38 – Crimson #39 – Pink #40 – Ocean #41 – Dove #42 – Platinum #43 – Yellow #44 – Earth #45 – Midnight #46 – Pearl #47 – Frostbite #48 – Pumpkin #49 – Electric #50 – Purple #51 – Coral #52 – Salt #53 – Crow #54 – Rainbow #55 – Cloud #56 – Flame #57 – Red #58 – Ash #59 – Rose #60 – Slate #61 – Green #62 – Ruby #63 – Olive #64 – Lipstick #65 – Spice #66 – Grey #67 – Denim #68 – Rust #70 – Sunset #71 – Sable #72 – Desert #73 – Jade #74 – Sage #75 – Buff #76 – Jet #77 – Plum #79 – Liberty #80 – Metal #81 – Sepia #82 – Lavender #83 – Scarlet #84 – Crystal #85 – Chestnut #87 – Lemon #88 – Mystic #89 – Silver #90 – Coffee #91 – Seafoam #92 – Lime #93 – Punch #94 – Pickle #95 – Champagne #96 – Copper #98 – Honey #99 – Candy #100 – Gold

[derangederensimp]

Jujutsu Kaisen Kinktober

#1 Thigh Riding & 69 Mahito x Fem Reader

CW: Monster Fucking, Is Mahito his own cw?Dry humping, 69, we all know how he can morph himself so expect him changing parts of his body 🤭, unprotected sex, cream pie , breeding kink.

PART TWO

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“Insatiable” he cooed, his arms crossed behind his head as he watched you grind yourself against his thigh.

You huffed out air keeping your hands planted on his chest. His soft skin on his thigh morphing into a ribbed surface. The sensation sending shivers down your spine with each time your clit coasted over a nub just right. A chuckle passing through Mahito’s lips, a devilish grin following it “who knew a sorcerer would be such a whore for a curse, I think I’ll keep you” he chewed on his bottom lip as he watched your cheeks burn a bright pink.

“S-shut up, you’ll ruin it” you said between pants, you were right if you thought about it too much you’d feel dirty for being addicted to a monster, a murder, a curses touch. The way his body morphed to please every inch of you. A sensation you could never get over.

He looked so pretty under you, his two toned eyes, his muted blue hair, the way he looked into your eyes keeping your attention. “Well it’s true, how many times are ya ganna cum on my leg ? I make you cum so hard and I don’t even lift a finger. Falling asleep but once you wake you start up all over again. Weren't you sent here to exorcize me?”

He teased, only riling you up more.

He was right, you were sent there to clean up the mess he made but he managed to keep you captive and once you ran out of stamina you were ready to accept a defeat but instead he sat behind you, wearing a smile on his face before he began to speak. Hours passed of just conversation before things escalated, his hands creating goosebumps as he ran them along your thigh. You couldn’t deny he was attractive and alluring, letting him continue to explore your body. Positions changing as he set you onto his thigh, the warmth pooling between your legs made him bite his lip. He had you right where he wanted you, pulling your head down to meet his.

His lips grazing against yours before his tongue slipped into your mouth. Exploring every nook of you. His hands resting on your waist as he helped set the motion of grinding against his thigh. “What’s your name?” He asked, stopping your movement making you moan out in displeasure.

“It’s y/n. Can w-we continue?” You tried to move but his strength kept you stuck. “In a rush aren’t we? You were ganna cum on my thigh weren’t you, y/n? That was quick, bet no one has made you cum this fast before.” Mahito said, his words slightly embarrassing you, turning you on more and more.

He pushed your hips down harder onto his thigh before he allowed you to move again. Each movement making the knock in your stomach grow tighter and tighter. Repetitive moans of his name leaving your lips as hips shuttered against him with your orgasam. His thigh covered in your juices, watching him swipe his fingers over it and bringing it to his lips, his tongue rolling out and licking them clean was the last thing you saw before your vision went blurry. He held your body close to his as you slept on him, his fingers combing through your hair before he took a rest of his own.

And that’s how it went on, each time you awoke the feeling between your legs would return, the need for him flooding your mind. His hands restricting your movement once again “now, now y/n. I think you’ve had your fun. I wanna try something else this time and see how long you can last for me” Mahito said, his eyes slightly hooded as you nodded your head.

Lifting you off his thigh he had you turn around, his hands grabbing you closer to his face. Ripping your drenched panties off of you with ease, you stared at the sight below you. A large bulge pulsating in his pants, you placed your hand over top of it squeezing it softly. A groan slipping past Mahito’s lips, his tongue lolling out and licking his lips. “If you would’ve asked I would’ve given it to you sooner.”

Unzipping his pants he raised his hips up to help you get them off. His cock springing free onto his stomach, he was the largest you’ve ever seen. How would it fit anywhere, the veins continuously becoming more prominent. Mahtio sensed your uneasiness with the way your body tensed “we’ll get it to fit eventually but if I have to I’ll try making it smaller if you can’t take -“ he wasn’t able to finish his sentence before your lips were wrapped around his tip.

Taking him into your mouth inch by inch, determined to prove him you were worthy for him to keep his original form.

A dragged out moan filled the air before he pulled your hips down making your cunt connect to his lips, his tongue diligently slipping between your lips and licking back up to your clit. Circling it before his placed his lips on it and sucking along it. Pulling a moan from you, the vibration making Mahito grunt.

The feeling of your tongue running up and down his length and your soft chokes made him wish he could see your face. It was probably covered in saliva and all red from your efforts to pleasure him. How cute you probably looked, mouth stuffed with his cock. The mental image driving him insane as he picked up his pace, adding his thumb to pleasure your clit as his tongue explored your gummy walls. He was getting close to his release each time you took his cock deeper and deeper into your throat.

Determined to get you to finish with him he took pauses between his licks -

“Your doing so good y/n. Maybe as a reward I should fill you up huh y/n? Then you’ll never want to leave here. I dunno if I can get your pregnant but it’s worth a try.” Mahito said, his thumb continuing to massage your clit. He could tell you were getting close by the way your walls squeezed against his tongue. “Com’on sweetheart give me an answer won’t you?” He felt a shift of your body with the nickname, a sign you were close.

All you could do was nod your head and repeat “please” over and over again, your mind running blank as you took his cock back into your mouth bobbing your head along his length. Purely drunk on his cock, the tip leaking pre cum. Just before you could orgasm you felt something poking at your entrance, turning your head slightly you were able to get a glimpse of Mahito’s morphed hand, coming from his palm the shape resembling his cock, the tip red and dripping. His devilish grin catching your gaze as he rubbed it between your lips collecting your juices on it before he thrusted it inside with one swift movement.

His cock felt like it was splitting you in two as it completely filled you creating a small bulge on your lower stomach, each thrust hitting your G spot making your legs shake. You tried your best to keep your pace sucking him off but all you wanted to do was scream from pleasure.

One more thrust was enough for him, his free hand gripped onto your ass as you came, your cunt clutching against him making you milk him of everything he had. Ropes of white filling both your mouth and cunt. He let your ride out your high as he watched the cum begin to seep out of you. Pulling his hand away from you as it morphs back into just a hand, his cock slipping out of your mouth as your body collapsed onto his.

“Seems like that’s all she needed, hopefully she stays asleep.” Mahito said, pulling you off him and setting you back down onto his clothes he bunched up as a pillow before he laid next to you.

“My new toy, I’d rather die than let you get away from me” he cooed before shutting his eyes.

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Kinktober Masterlist

Taglist: @yellooaaa , @immindingmyown @dovas-world , @anniejourn , @coffee-on-a-rainyautumn

[odinsson2021]

Here's the Playlist of my Tonight's Show!

I hope you liked it!

Stormwitch-Rondo ala Turca Planet P Project-Why me? Sharp Edges-On the Edge Hand of Fate-Shock the World Fortune-Judgement Day Frontline-Victim of Madness Phil Campbell and the Basterd Sons-Desert Song Pink Cream 69-Talk to the Moon Pretty Maids-We came to Rock Rust n’ Rage-Moving on Sargant Fury-Wrong Place, Wrong Time Shakra-Walls of Hate Poison-Life loves a Tragedy Veil of the Serpent-The Rolling and the Thunder – Gallery of Sin III (EP) 10.10.24 Dream Theater-Metropolis/ Part 1/ The Miracle and the Sleeper Crimson Glory-Heart of Steel Charlotte Wessels-The Crying Room – The Obsession 20.09.24 Dynazty-Achilles Heel Edenbridge-The Moment is now League of Distortion-Galvanize – Galvanize 25.10.24 Eden’s Curse-Utopian Dreams Edguy-All the Clowns Jon Oliva’s Pain-Death rides a Black Horse Ad Infinitum-Surrender – Abyss 11.10.24 Blind Guardian-Mister Sandman

[killesohcysp]

Which would you rather:

Latex thigh highs or fishnet thigh highs?

Dog role play or cat role play (leashes and cages plays)

Fake tits or a bbl?

Secret sex at school or secret sex in a church?

Whip cream used in sex or chocolate?

Dom, sub or switch? (And why)

Fucked while a gun is pointed at you or a knife?(role play of course)

Tied wrist and ankles or chain on your neck?

Fucked by someone’s hot dad or their hot brother?

Sitting on a face or having your pussy eaten on your back? Bonus: pussy eaten doggystyle

Celebrity dream fuck?

Sex in cold wet grass or sex on a hot beach?

Cum in your ass or pussy?

Held down by a second person during sex or tied up and one on one?

Glory hole or blind fold?

Vintage porn videos or 90’s porn?

Favorite female pornstar?

Favourite male pornstar?

Top porn category?

Handjobs while driving or blow job while driving?

Dream car?

If you weren’t goth/alternative what aesthetic do you think would fit you next?

Multiple cumshots on your face or on your body?

Thick dick or long dick?

Sex in a theatre or sex in a change room?

Have you ever fucked in an abandoned building? If so can we have details?

What’s your favourite fanpage of your content? ;)

Latex

Neither

Fake tits

Both

Whip cream

What am I? What I prefer? Be more specific

Omfg both (but not at the same time)

Tied wrist and chained neck (perfect combo)

Fuck I don't think I can choose both are hot as fuck

On my back

Bill Skasgard <3

Hot beach

Pussy

One on one (but a scenario with more than one person is also hot af)

Blind fold

Vintage

Hotkinkyjo

Owen Gray

Anal squirt

Fuck doing it while driving I want his whole attention on me

Chevelle SS 69

Hello Kitty&pink&princess

Body

Thick

Theatre

Didnt do that yet

You're the only fan page of me I know therefor you're not my favorite or less favorite since I can't compare it to anything else