#a to z kinks 2.0

[whxre-bxby]

“Colonel’s Orders” 

(oh to be manhandled by Mansk like Tsireya)

Smut with Mansk, Miles, and Lyle

Summary: Quaritch gathers everyone outside for a new type of training session. The recom team don’t know what’s about to happen except for Miles and Lyle. This lesson is meant to increase the team’s hunting skills, however, you and Z-Dog are excluded. We have to pretend to be the prey first, which we think isn’t fair. Eventually, we are persuaded and have a head start before being hunted. 

Warnings: HEAVY SMUT, a little Angst?, predator and prey kink, NON-CON SEX, bad language, tiny bit of voyeurism, breeding kink, degrading 

Word Count: 6803

Masterlist

Colonel's Orders Version 2.0

I was in the break room, getting a drink from the fridge when Lopez walked past, greeting me. 

“Outside in 10. We have training.” he says, about to leave. 

“What? But we finished for today.” I reply and he turns back. 

“Colonel’s orders. Outside in 10, dressed appropriately for training.” he repeated before walking away. I just stare into nothingness for a while, wondering why we suddenly have to gather again when we just ended less than 2 hours ago. It’s not like I could do anything about it so I put the cold drink back and went to my room to go get dressed in Cammie pants and a tank top. 

While leaving my room and walking down the hallway, I met Zdinarsk. She smiled, nodding to me. 

“Do you know what this is about?” I ask and she shakes her head no, shrugging. 

“Maybe the Colonel has some announcement.” 

“Why outside though?” I say, asking myself more than her. She scoffs, wearing the same things I’m wearing and we walk out onto the large concrete jet runway. The sun is beaming down strongly and the warmth of Pandora hits our skin. 

Quite a bit away, we see most of the recom-team already gathered. The Colonel, Lyle, Mansk, Prager, Lopez, Ja, Brown, and Fike are outside, all standing around each other, talking. 

Walker is busy with testing tools in the lab along with Warren and Zhang.

We walk next to each other and I squint, having to look at the ground because the sun was too bright. The wind caressed my face and made my hair flow. It made my hair flow… I forgot to tie it up. Oh no. 

Quaritch got angry about that once, I hoped he wouldn’t mind me running back before we started. 

“Finally, the ladies have decided to show up.” Quaritch loudly announces, grinning while his hands rest on his vest. 

I tilt my head confused. 

“Are we late?” I ask Z-Dog confused,  who is already checking her watch. She shakes her head. 

“We’re two minutes early.” she replies in a sassy tone but still keeping it respectful with our superior. 

“Could have been another two minutes earlier.” he says, before fully turning around to face us. We choose wisely to not reply or fire any comment back. It could cause problems. He seems to be pleased with our silence. 

“Y/N, hope that ponytail ain’t too tight.” Lyle chuckles, noticing my open hair. I glare at him, fully aware of my mistake. I almost always have to have my hair tied back, so it's rare anyone sees me like this. 

I glance at Quaritch who is looking at my hair. 

“I can run back and get it, sir.” I say, taking a step back to be ready to go. 

“That won’t be necessary.” He calmly states, looking from my hair to my eyes, before speaking to the group. 

“You won’t be needing it now. In fact, I think I prefer it like that.” he smirks, and I hear a few chuckles from the men. Z-Dog is just as confused as me. 

“Alright squad, today’s… second session will be a bit different from what we did this mornin’. “ the Colonel starts announcing and everyone quiets down. I quickly scan the team, and notice Lyle grinning to himself. As if he knew about something. Maybe this was some sort of surprise. 

“I discussed this matter with, Corporal Wainfleet here. We decided that this team needs less training as humans and more training as Na’vi. “ he continues. So Lyle does know what’s going on. I glance between him and the Colonel, wondering what they had planned. Maybe we would finally get to train our banshees today. 

Lyle looks up at me and Z-Dog with a shit-eating grin on his face. I exchange judgemental looks with her. We wanted to know why we were dragged out here. 

“If we want to find Sully, we need to be able to hunt Na’vi. I mean hunt like them and hunt them.” he says, his eyes roaming over all his soldiers, to make sure we understand and are listening.

“Which is exactly what we are going to do today.” 

I raise my eyebrows. We were going to look for and hunt down Na’vi people? I didn’t know whether I was excited or terrified. Lyle is grinning again and looking at his buddies. They don’t seem to know all he knows and he signals to them that they’ll know in a second. Mansk is nodding along to what Quaritch says, staying serious while Lyle is acting like a teenager about to do something stupid. Maybe that is an exaggeration. He is standing still, keeping quiet and listening, but his grin is irritating me. 

It doesn’t seem like a good sign. 

“We’re just gonna go into the jungle and find some more blue freaks?” Fike asks, and Quaritch is now grinning too. 

“Not exactly.” Lyle intervenes. “We’re going to practise that here, between us. We’re the only Na’vi for miles.” 

“How?” I blurt out. To be fair, it what his fault for not saying all the information at once. 

“Glad you asked, buttercup.” he smiles, turning to me. I frown at the nickname, straining my ears back. He does that often, to embarrass me in front of others I think, but it’s getting old.

“We’re gonna need two people to be the so-called prey.” he explains, while walking towards me. “The rest of the team will hunt them. As simple as that.” 

“Who’s gonna be the prey? I don’t think anyone wants to volunteer for that one.”  Prager announces after a minute and Lyle chuckles. 

“We’ve already got our prey.” Lyle says, returning his gaze to me and looking me deep in the eyes. 

Finally, I catch on to what he’s saying. I’m about to fire some comments back when Lyle is pulled away by Quaritch. 

“Prey, my ass.” I snap at him, not angry just pissed off. 

I glance between them and I hear Zdinarsk huff beside me in disbelief. 

“No fucking way.” she says, crossing her arms over her chest. 

Mansk and the others understand now too. I hear a few chuckles from them, while I just stare at Lyle and Miles in disbelief. 

“We’re not doing that.” I say, backing up Z-Dog. 

“That’s an order.” Quaritch says, smirking amusedly. 

“Why us? Why can’t one of them go?” I complain. 

“That’s an order.” he repeats himself, underlining every word. I frown, letting my ears droop as my tail flicks behind me in irritation. 

My silence is an answer to him and he returns to explaining. 

“Now, our lovely ladies will get a five-minute head start. Then-”

“Five?!” I accidentally interrupt and he looks at me annoyed. 

“I can make that three.” he threatens and I look down, not saying a word again. He turns back. 

“Using the stronger senses we have in our bodies, it shouldn’t be too hard.” the Colonel continues to explain. The recom-men exchange glances and smirks, some nodding while others nudge each other’s arms. They seem happy. 

Z-Dog and I exchange the hundredth glance for today, not seeming to believe what is happening. 

“Pfft… stronger senses.” I mutter under my breath. I’ll make sure they won’t find me. 

“That’s right Y/N,” the Colonel said. How did he even hear that?

“Some scientists told me that Na’vi get cycles. So-called ‘heat cycles’...” 

My eyes widen. I just keep hearing more and more bad news. 

“And apparently we are approaching our one soon…” Quaritch continues. Wainfleet is still grinning like the bitch he is. 

Everyone is surprised and listening. 

“Durin’ these times, it’s easier for us…” he points at the recom-men who are all gathered together, “to be able to pick up your pretty scent.” he turns to Z-Dog and me, smirking. Zdinarsk is very clearly not impressed, yet she seems almost unfazed by his words. 

On the other hand, I am mindblown and I don’t know whether I’m pissed at Lyle, Miles or the scientists who summoned me into this body. I still can’t decide whether this experience is a curse or a blessing. 

“To make it a tad easier for us, no shirts allowed.” Lyle added and Quaritch didn’t seem to disagree. That was it, that was my final straw. I couldn’t believe it. I snort, clutching my face in my palms while Z-Dog just chews her gum and watches my reaction. 

“This is bullshit.” I say, letting my hands slide from my face. The entire team’s attention is focused on me and I don’t know how to feel about it. 

Quaritch raises his eyebrow at me as if challenging me to continue my petty behaviour. I fall in line under his gaze. 

Z-Dog sighs beside me before peeling her tank top off. I sigh as well. If she’s doing it, I must too. I turn away a little, facing the open runway and pull my tank top over my head, leaving me in a sports bra and cammies, like Z. 

I turn around, arms crossed in front of my chest, holding the shirt. The team was oddly silent. 

It wasn’t the first time we’d been in a sports bra in front of them. During the hot days or really intense training lessons, we would just wear them while the others didn’t even wear a shirt. But it still seemed different because this time it had a different meaning. But training is training, what can one do?

“Drink before you go.” Quaritch ordered, his own arms crossed over his chest, seeming pleased that we followed orders without complaining too much anymore. 

After all, he was our superior, and responsible for us, so making us drink was not uncommon. 

Lyle handed us each a water bottle, from which we took a few gulps. Some water trickled down the side of my mouth and on my chest but I didn’t care. It was too warm to mind that. 

I handed it back to him, sending him a glare just to let him know that I was pissed. 

“Alright, you’re ready.” Quaritch said, but I wasn’t finished just yet. 

“What if I just don’t run?” I ask, more out of curiosity than sass. 

He takes an intimidating step forward. “Then I’ll deal with you right here, in front of everyone.” He stated firmly, staring me down. I looked away again, nodding a little before turning away and standing next to Z-Dog again who was already facing where we have to go. 

I didn’t quite know what he meant by that, I could only assume. And I assumed that he would do something I would not want others to see. 

“Alright, you see the entry in the fence there? That’s where the forest starts. You go through there and then wherever you want after that. We’ll find you.” Quaritch says, pointing to the gate with the opening, separating the forest from the concrete. I huff annoyed facing the direction we were supposed to run in after throwing my shirt at Lyle’s face. It wasn’t far until the fence. I wondered if I would encounter any native creatures, thinking that perhaps I should be armed but then again, none of them ever get close to here. 

“Happy runnin’ ladies. Time starts…now.” Quaritch says and once he finishes Z-Dog is walking away already. I jog up to her and we walk more or less side by side for a while. Then we hear someone yell that if we don’t start running now they will shorten the time. I groan out in frustration, letting my head fall back before picking up my pace and running to the fence, close behind Zdinarsk. 

Before we know it we reach the fence where we slow down and look around before walking into the forest. 

“Is it smart to stick together?” she asks me and I think about it. 

“Probably not. If we’re working as a team here, it makes sense for us to split. That way if they all find one of us, the other is still fine.” I reply, not quite knowing what to expect. 

“Let’s kick their ass. I say we continue for an hour, then we return home.” she says and smiles to herself.

“Heh- imagine if we just ditch the mission while they are still out here.” I chuckle and she joins. 

Silence. 

“We’d get in so much tr-” 

“Yeah, Colonel would kill us.” She agrees. 

We walk in silence again, thinking about what he would be yelling. Then I check my watch. 

“They’ll come after us in a minute. We should split now.” I say and she nods in agreement.

“Aight. See ya’.” we bump our fists together before I take a right turn and she goes left. The next time I look over my shoulder, I don’t see her anymore. 

I look at the time again. They must have already left the base. Probably just arrived in the forest right now. 

I push my way through leaves, my ears flicking around, picking up small noises. The forest felt very abandoned. There was almost no noise. 

I went deeper. If they would really follow my scent, I couldn’t have it going in a straight line. I let my feet carry me faster again and I made occasional turns while making sure I was putting enough distance between the base and me. With the new body came a new and better sense of coordination. If I would continue wandering for the next few hours, I still wouldn’t get lost. 

I looked at my watch again only to see it had frozen. ‘Great’ I thought. 

What feels like at least 2 hours have passed and my legs were getting a little tired. The sun was still up, it was only afternoon. I gave up on running. It seemed to me as though they had overestimated their capabilities and would not find me. Maybe I should start turning back? 

I stop for a while, standing completely still, trying to pick up anything. Any noise, sight or smell. But there was nothing. While standing I became aware of an odd feeling in my groin. 

I curse myself. The fucking heat cycle. It didn’t hit me, it slowly developed. I had felt something similar this morning, but it was growing now. 

“My scent is probably stronger now.” I whisper to myself. 

Once the 5 long minutes were over, Mansk had made it his priority to find you. While your aroused scent wasn’t present, your normal one was and that alone drove Mansk feral. He wanted to be the first one to get you. 

Since your scent had a serious effect on Mansk, he was able to recognise it easier and he left the team, going out to hunt you down on his own. 

I keep walking until I feel a different type of strange feeling. I look around myself and stay quiet, but no one is there. Yet, strangely I no longer feel like I am alone. As if I had some company that I didn’t know about. If my feeling was right, it was either a creature, Z-Dog or one of the soldiers. 

Then again, Z went the other way and forest animals don’t come so close to the human’s area, so chances were one of the soldiers was close. I continued walking, looking in front for a while then turning my head, to glance behind me while still moving. I turn around and walk a few steps backwards, not changing the direction I was going in, trying to find any movement between the leaves I just walked by. 

That’s when it happened. Suddenly I felt arms snake around me from behind. One held my arms down and wrapped around my waist while the other pressed someone’s hand over my mouth. I screamed from the sudden surprise but the short loud noise was muffled by the palm. It all happened so quickly, my mind was struggling to keep up. 

I was pulled against someone’s body and I could immediately tell it was one of the recom’s because of the gear they were wearing. They held me close to their body, preventing my struggle and walking a few steps back. 

“Shhh…” the voice cooed. “Stop strugglin’.”

My eyes opened wider. It was Mansk holding me. I let my eyes dart around, trying to find the others but it seemed as though he was alone. I calmed down, no longer trying to escape his grasp. 

Mansk let his hand slip from my mouth but surprised me when he wrapped it around my neck, forcing my gaze up a little. 

“Great, you- got me.” I say, attempting to get out of his embrace. “You can let me go now.” 

“That ain’t happenin’.” he replied, tightening his arm around me. I whine in protest, letting my head drop a little. 

“Can’t let you escape now.” he said and from the way the words left his mouth, I could tell he was grinning. 

His presence affected me. Smelling his musk and being pressed up against his chest had my heart racing and I knew it wouldn’t be long until he would pick up on that.  

“I won’t run away, my leg hurts.” I lie to him, knowing I need to distance myself from him as fast as possible. I wasn’t sure what would happen if he would know what was going on. Quaritch told us all about the heat cycles but I don’t think anyone was expecting it to start today. Maybe it was the fact that this predator-prey game had me feeling some type of way.

To my surprise, he lets me go but doesn’t step away. His arms just fall to his sides and he is examining my every movement. I turn around to properly face him. 

Mansk and I were never really close. The whole team was close but we were never more than that. But it wasn’t awkward between us. Some other atmosphere was created. I would have said I felt sexual tension but that could be just because slowly I was becoming painfully aroused and he happened to be really attractive. 

I took a few steps back, watching him as he watched me.  Something about the way he looked at me had me thinking that he seemed frustrated. Perhaps it was the way his tail was flicking around behind him. 

But without further ado, I needed to save myself and my ego. I was too prideful to give in to my feelings just yet. I couldn’t make it that easy.  

My feet took off, back in the direction I came from and away from Mansk. 

Of course, he was predicting a reaction like that so without hesitation, he was sprinting after me. 

In the next few seconds, I was tackled to the ground, letting out an even louder scream this time. Mansk must have thrown himself at me and I was planted basically face-first in the ground. I was laying stretched out and I felt Mansk on top of me. 

“Nice try.” he chuckled, pulling my arms behind my back. I groaned in frustration, knowing I had no chance to escape him and that time was running out. Mansk cuffed both my wrists together with the elastic red handcuffs we carried around. 

“Really? Handcuffs?” I ask, trying to ridicule his actions as my last resort. 

He turns me over so that my back is laying on the floor and I’m looking up at him. He’s on his knees, with each leg on either side of my thighs. 

“I caught you, sweetheart. I ain’t lettin’ you out’ my sight.” he said, pushing his shades up on his head to get a better look at me. 

I felt how my cheeks heated up and the feeling between my legs was now undeniable. 

“Look at you, all pretty and flustered.” he smirks. His hand cups the side of my face and he runs his thumb over my cheek. 

The sight and the scent of you have him feeling extremely fucking turned on. The whole hunt had him getting worked up and he had been fighting the urge to relieve himself. But it wasn’t something he could do himself. He felt the urge to breed. 

Seeing you under him like this, experiencing your own heat problems had Mansk lose control. Once he picked up the scent of you in the forest, most of his common sense was gone. His mind could only focus on finding you. Now he succeeded and he wasn’t able to hold back. 

Without another thought, he flipped me back around. His hands traced my body, running down my back and back up my hips. He fumbled with my bra, just touching the fabric before he attached his hands to my pants and started tugging them down. With his strength, the belt was useless. He removed my panties in the process too because his fingertips hooked under both waistbands.

Mansk pulled my hips up while my upper body remained pressed into the ground. He was positioned right behind me and I heard him groan a little once my pants were removed. My heavy breathing was accompanied by his. 

His hand wrapped around my nervously swishing tail and he moved it out of the way, while his own tail was revealing his own frustrations. 

Mansk’s urges were getting stronger the more he would try to solve them. He sense how badly I was suffering the heat as well and were both just desperate to solve our problems. I needed him so badly and vice versa. 

I heard him undo his belt hastily while wrapping his other hand around my braid to make sure I can’t escape. Soon enough he let out a sigh of relief and I felt him press his bare crotch against mine. I felt his throbbing dick, pressed up against my pulsating core. The warmth of our bodies was mixing and he couldn’t take it anymore. Mansk was quite literally panting now, his big hands gripping my hips. 

I felt him pull away before moving his hips forward. His dick was perfectly lined up with where I craved him the most and he thrust forward into me, burying himself as deep into me as he could. 

I moaned, arching my back and pressing myself into him more while he bit his lip, letting his head drop back in relief. 

“F-fuck babygirl… so tight f’er me.” he groaned, before pulling out and repeating his actions. 

Mansk then leaned forward, holding himself up with his hands firmly splayed out on the ground on either side of my body. He tucked my waist right below his stomach and continued bucking his hips up into mine. My mind was getting cloudy and I whimpered, the pleasure saving me from the uneasy cravings I felt before. Mansk started to ruthlessly fuck me from behind, but the more he did the more he realised how deep and strong his need to breed was. He needed you to stay in your place beneath him and take it. 

All chances of you leaving were eliminated when he wrapped both his arms around your tilted waist, hugging you while continuing to rut into my almost squelching pussy. My body's noises ignited a fire in him. The harder he fucked me, the louder the noise of skin slapping filled my ears. His head was lolling down and he quickly undid my handcuffs with one swift move. He needed to be closer to me. I pushed my upper body up from the ground, being rocked forward by his thrusts on all fours.

Mansk immediately pressed his chest against my back, one toned arm holding him up while the other hugged me, bringing my entire body closer to him. 

“Mansk-” I whine, feeling the building-up pressure deep inside me. It felt like too much but it was so good. 

“Take it.” he growled into my ear. His fangs were bared and his ears strained back as both of us had our primal sides take over our bodies. Mansk’s head rested in the crook of my neck, his panting breath heating up my already warm skin. 

I started to clench around him, feeling my orgasm approach sooner than expected. He felt the way I squeezed him and it stimulated him more, so he sped up his pace a little. My body was tensing and with a few more thrusts, I came undone around Mansk. 

My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I let out what sounded like another scream, followed by a string of moans calling out Mansk’s name. 

He relentlessly pounded into me and then had his climax take over his body. Mansk was drowning in pleasure and was only acting on his instincts. He needed to keep you in place so he tightened his grip around your body, caging you in, bit down between your shoulder and neck, stilled his hips and released his load deep into you. 

His tense muscles soon relaxed and his arm dropped to the ground to ensure he wouldn’t fall. My legs were shaking and both of us were trying to regain our breath. 

The mating bite he gave me didn’t even hurt in the moment. Once he released, he removed his fangs from my skin, just letting his hot open lips rest on it. 

I let my head drop, releasing a breathy sigh. The fuzziness in my mind was fading away and reality was returning. 

Mansk then slowly lifted himself off my back, pulling out in the process. He rested his hand on my back, while the two of us calmed down. I sat back on my knees, lazily lifting my head and checking our surroundings. 

“Y’ alright?” he asked me, and I heard a hint of worry in his voice. Maybe he thought that he hurt me. 

I nod, smiling. 

“Yeah, great.” 

He smirked, handing me my pants before pulling his ones up and adjusting his belt. 

I sit there for a while, holding the clothes and just trying to focus on clearing my mind. That’s when I pick up a noise. My head turns in the direction of the distant rustling leaves. I wonder whether I’m just hearing things but when I turn back to look at Mansk, who is geared up again I can tell he’s hearing it too. 

Seeing that you haven’t quite recovered yet, Mansk steps forward, feeling the need to protect you. His ears were tipped back but still trained on the approaching noise. He raised his weapon, waiting to see what would come out between the tall grass, huge leaves and trees. 

He stood in front of me as if he were shielding me from what was to come. I watched as well, staying alert in case of any danger. My hands held my clothes over my exposed self, trying to cover up what a few moments earlier I had exposed. 

After a few moments, the noise got so close one could tell it was footsteps by the pace at which the noise was coming in. My eyes widened and I went pale. Mansk wasn’t the only recom hunting me. 

Quickly I stood up, holding the clothes in front of my abdomen, fastening them by wrapping my tail around myself. I stood behind Mansk, peeking past him to see. 

A faint voice was heard and some mumbling until we saw the leaves rustling. Suddenly, Quaritch emerged from the forest with Lyle behind him. 

They looked just as surprised to see us as we were to see them. Well, the two men were following my scent just like Mansk had done, but they were surprised to see Mansk there with me. 

Manks lowered his weapon, wanting to let out a small sigh of relief at the false alarm of danger until he realised that they must be in the same state he was in before. While he still felt protective, he couldn’t prevent anything from happening. Especially because both of them were his superiors. Colonel Quaritch and Corporal Wainfleet. 

“Well won’t ya look at that,” Quaritch said looking at me. “I was hopin’ to catch you.” 

I don’t think either of them had caught on to what had happened. Lyle only now realised that I was standing behind Mansk. The Colonel observed Mansk, raising an eyebrow at him before Mansk huffed and moved out of the way. 

Miles’ and Lyle’s eyes landed on me and instantly noticed the newly bare skin I was showing. They seemed surprised again. The Colonel raised both his eyebrows, just staring at me pathetically trying to cover myself and he scoffed. 

Lyle was grinning, both of them seeming amused by how I was standing in front of them. Mansk on the other hand was cursing himself for not dressing you when he had the chance. He wasn’t thrilled about the idea of them seeing you like this. At least he got you first. 

That’s when I heard a voice in my ear and realised it was Z-Dog. My ears perked up and I flinched a little. 

‘Y/N?’ she asked and I pressed the call on my throat to reply. 

“Z-Dog? How you doing?” I ask, wondering whether she hasn’t been caught yet. Miles notices what’s happening and presses his own call on his throat, listening to our conversation. 

‘I’m kinda fucked, not gonna lie.’ she replies and I have to suppress a giggle. 

“Same here.” I reply and she starts complaining about this taking too long. Miles dismisses it with a wave of his hand and stops listening. I do too, needing to focus on the situation I was in. 

Quaritch walks past Mansk and towards me, while Lyle follows. He stares me down but not in a hateful way. He’s examining me. My reactions to him. He needs to know how I feel because my scent has had him and Lyle both feeling sexually frustrated over the past hour. 

Lyle passes his fellow soldier. “What? Don’t like sharin’?” he teases Mansk before returning his gaze to me. Mansk grunts, clearly not pleased. 

“I thought you were innocent, princess.” Miles said, putting his finger under my chin and forcing me to meet his eyes. 

I started feeling all flustered and overwhelmed again. If more soldiers would come after Miles and Lyle I would pass out. 

For slight comfort, I curled my tail around my lower thigh. My eyes looked away from Quaritch’s ones and I naturally had my ears tipped back, showing my restless state. 

“I think I prefer you like this, though.” Miles added and Lyle smirked. I looked up at Miles and noticed how his nose twitched. 

He picked up your scent which was 10 times as strong now. He had it flooding his mind with vivid imaginations for the past hour, but never was it this strong. 

I watched how his pupils seemed to dilate and his eyes magically grew darker. Lyle smelled it too, and groaned, adjusting his pants. I glanced down and almost gasped. They seemed to be just as lust-hindered as me. 

While my problem had just been solved by Mansk, seeing them had me feeling aroused all over again. I bit my lip and clenched my legs together and Miles’ eyes shot down, watching my movements. That’s what broke his restraining form. He grabbed my shoulder, angling me to the side so that his hand could grasp my braid. His other hand then went down and he tore the pants that were covering me from my grip. I squeaked at the sudden movements and then felt how Quaritch kicked in the back of my knees, making me fall down to mine with his guidance. 

Lyle chuckled, moving forward to stand in front of me. Quaritch got down on his knees behind me, examining me for a few seconds before his hand reached out for my bra and pulled it up so that my breasts were now bare in front of all of them. My face heated up in embarrassment because I was the only one exposed like this.

He then pushed me further down and I found myself on all fours again. My tail was trying to cover my pussy but it was no use. The Colonel had one hand wrapped around my braid, tugging it back, while the other grabbed my tail and moved it to the side. 

Suddenly, Lyle got down on his knees in front of me and I noticed how strained his pants were from his hard-on. He took over, holding the braid so that Quaritch could focus on my lower half. He held my tail to the side and let his fingers glide through the folds of my pussy. 

Still being a little sensitive from last time, I flinch but it feels so good that a soft moan escapes my lips. 

“Look at you, acting like a bitch in heat.” Miles teases, delivering a harsh spank to my right cheek. I yelp, biting down on my lip and the Lyle cups my face, stroking my cheekbone with his thumb, just staring down at me while his superior continues to tease me. 

I was in fact, a bitch in heat. 

“Don’t worry, baby. We’ll give you what you want.” Quaritch says and I feel a little relieved that the teasing will end. 

The Colonel would have continued but he needed to solve his own cravings and they couldn’t wait any longer. 

Behind me, I once again heard a belt being undone and a zipper opened. Lyle did the same in front of me and I gasped a little when I saw his dick. Holy shit, he was big. 

I felt Miles, push his head against my hot slick skin, rubbing it for a bit before he lined himself up with me. I held my breath, knowing there was almost no time for foreplay because our needs were too strong. One could call the hunt, foreplay.

Quaritch’s hand wrapped around my tail and his other hand gripped my hip and he thrust himself into me swiftly with one move. I was still wet from Mansk so it was easier to fit this time. 

Miles hissed at the feeling and pleasure started clouding his senses too. I moaned, arching my back into Miles and Lyle chuckled. 

“I didn’t think you’d be greedy, Buttercup.” Lyle teased, placing his cock on my parted lips. “You just got fucked and now ya gettin’ it again.” 

I couldn’t even comprehend what he was saying because Quaritch started moving his hips against mine, not being able to stop himself from mindlessly rutting into me.

“Open that pretty lil’ mouth, baby.” Lyle said, grasping my jaw into his hand. I do as he says and look at him through the eyelashes of my half-lidded eyes. Lyle lets my tongue glide over the tip of his dick and he bites down on his bottom lip, tightening his grip on my hair. Then he slowly angles my jaw down and pushes a bit of himself into me, so that his dick presses against the inside of my cheek. I wrap my lips around him, using my tongue to continue to worship his cock. 

Miles grunts, speeding his pace up. “Ya feel so good- fuck, sweet’eart.” he curses, keeping his eyes fixed on where he’s disappearing into me while occasionally glancing at how I’m taking Lyle. 

Lyle holds my head in place and rocks his hips back a forth a bit. I can see how he is fighting the urge to just fuck my face but if I would let him I would most definitely suffocate. Each time he pushes himself down my throat a little more, until I reach my limit and he’s only halfway in. Luckily, Lyle doesn’t seem to care because once he pushed in as far as possible, his head lolled back in bliss. 

Each time Miles hit a specific spot inside me that made me lose my mind, I moaned around Lyle which stimulated him even further. 

“Such a slut for us, huh baby?” Miles said breathily, knowing damn well I couldn’t reply. 

“So good…” Lyle sighed, his eyes watching my lips.

I was being tugged back and forth, and I felt Quaritch’s nails dig into my hip. Their pants and grunts were sending shivers down my body and I felt my legs start to shake. 

“Who’s fucking you this good, sweetheart?” Miles asks, speeding up his ruthless pace. I moan around Lyle in response, squeezing my eyes shut. 

Lyle can’t help himself but push himself a little further into you. It’s been overwhelming from the start and now I can’t restrain a choke, followed by a muffled cough. Quickly, I try to relax my throat and I feel tears stinging in the corners of my eyes. 

I look up pleadingly at Lyle and see how his bottom lip has almost turned white from how hard he is holding it between his teeth. His tail is flicking behind him in satisfaction and his muscles keep flexing. 

I feel Miles’ thrusts go sloppy and he lets go of my hip, his free hand travelling beneath me and almost immediately finding my clit. My eyes shoot open and I whimper. 

He applies pressure to my clit, rubbing it with his middle finger while I can’t stop myself from pressing further into him. 

“That’s it, almost there, baby.” Miles says between clenched teeth, focusing on having me release at the same time as him. 

I hollow my cheeks around Lyle and he groans again, throwing his head back while guiding my head up and down him. The fact that I’m able to take so much of him into my mouth turns him on so much he can’t suppress his climax anymore.

Lyle thrusts forward, holding my mouth firmly close to him while his entire body tenses and he empties himself down my throat. Since he’s so far down, I swallow all of his cum out of reflex. 

Lyle pulls out of me and I manage to finally breathe again. His fingers wipe some spit and cum off my lip as he watches the way my face contorts in pleasure. 

“Sir-” I moan, wanting to let him know I’ll cum soon. Addressing him like that at this moment made his stomach twist in excitement and he continued to pound into me. 

“I know baby, you can let go.” He breathes out, his finger still massaging my clit. He switches his angle again and perfectly hits my G-spot making me cry out. 

I come undone and swear that I can see stars. My mind and vision go blank for a few seconds as I spasm around Quaritch who rides out my high before climaxing. He curses under his breath, both hands gripping my hips as he thrusts himself as deep into me as possible and stills his movements. 

The Colonel’s muscles flex and his head falls back while he releases his cum deep into me, having it mix with Mansk’s. 

Lyle had zipped his pants up again, and was holding my head up with his hand, grinning at the way my eyes rolled to the back of my head. 

I hear a sigh behind me and Miles slowly pulls out and I start losing balance. My body starts tipping to one side but both men hold me steadily again before I can fall. 

“You still with us, Buttercup?” Lyle asks, chuckling when he sees my glossy eyes. I’m completely fucked out and they know it.

I nod, with a small cough and a sniffle. He wipes a few tears away, caressing my cheek again. My bra was adjusted down again and after Miles dressed himself, he helped me back into my underwear and pants. 

Mansk helped me to my feet while the other two adjusted their belts and picked up their weapons. I was leaning against him, my head pressed against his arm while I tried to regain my senses in reality. 

“You doin’ okay, pretty?” Mansk asks, his hand comfortingly rubbing up and down my back. I gently nod, sniffling a little again and rubbing my eye. I was so exhausted. 

“We’re headin’ back. We reassemble the squad and then return to base.” Miles orders and both soldiers nod. He walks up to me, smiling when I look up at him. 

“You did good, sweetheart. Can ya’ manage?” he asks, wondering whether I will be able to walk home. I tiredly nod, and he returns it before leading the way. Mansk guides me, letting me lean on him whenever I have to while Lyle walks at the back, to ensure our safety. 

Even though I was still in a rather scary and unfamiliar environment, to be completely honest, I don’t think I’ve ever felt safer in my entire life.

...

Colonel's Orders Version 2.0 (Ja and Prager smut)

[konrul]

My first infrared photography after all the bits and peaces came together today:

Olympus Camedia C-2000 Z (this 25 year old digital camera model has a kink so it doesn't filter infrared light)

SmartMedia card (got two, one 8MB and one 16 MB)

Hama USB 2.0 Card reader 35 in 1

CLA-1 conversion lens adapter (because without this you can't attach anything to the lens)

step up ring 43mm-58mm

58 mm Kenko R72 infrared filter

[notnaturalanahi]

Like electricity

Pairing: Dean x Virgin!Female!Reader

WC: 824

Warnings: Smut, safe sex (this is not a warning, but a reminder), fingering and fluff.

A/N: A to Z 2.0 - Cherry (virginity) with Dean, A long long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile... Now you’re gonna go listen to the song lol, @emoryhemsworth requested this drabble from my A to Z 2.0 list and everytime I tried to sit down and write it, it turned out into a feminist statement about how virginity is nothing but a social construct (because it is!) and I ended up deleting the whole thing because it was suppose to be a sexy drabble and trust me, it never got to the sexy part. Also, I’m not into the whole virgin!reader, so yeah, the reader’s a virgin, it’s not said but implied (SORRY!) 

Anyway, today after about 2, 3 months of radio silence I decided to give it another try (and start writing again)... This is the result. 

Unbeta’d, all mistakes are mine, obviously. I hope you like it and that’d lead me to write more and as often as I used to.  Fingers crossed!

His teeth clashed against yours and your chuckle was cut off by the gasp that followed when his hand slipped past the elastic band of your underwear, fingers brushing over the hair until they reached warmer, damper terrain. Your whole body doubled over and your fingers gripped instantly at the soft fabric of his flannel, it felt as if he just pressed a magic button that controlled your entire body movements.

Dean smirked into the kiss and your mouth fell open when his fingertips started drawing circles and applying the perfect pressure.

Slick drenched down your underwear and jeans as Dean’s hand kept on working, his lips trailed down your jaw and neck, kissing and lapping at your sensitive skin, like no one had ever done before.

Feeling the familiar burn between your thighs your cried out, one of your hands instinctivly went to stop Dean’s but he never relented. His other hand cupped the back of your neck and he kissed your lips again before demanding you to open your eyes.

“Cum for me,” he ordered.

Your body knew exactly what to do and in the backseat of his gorgeous black car you let go and came with a wail, for the first time under the touch of somebody else that wasn’t yourself; and not just under anybody else’s touch, but Dean Winchester’s, the man you’d been pining over for the past years, your whole body shaking with pleasure. It felt like the first time ever, like electricity. As if a lightning struck you and the blazing spread through your torso and limbs to every corner of your body.

Dean helped you lay back on the seat, your head clouded and your body seething and begging for more. His hands pulled the clothes off your lower body, making an extra effort with your shoes.

When his warmth disappeared suddenly your eyes fluttered open, he was tearing the layers off his back, tossing them over the front seat and the he stood, hunching down under the low roof, toeing his boots and kicking his pants and underwear off.

Watching him crawl back into the leather seat between your legs gave you an unexpected wave of energy, sitting up you pulled your shirt over your head, unhooking your bra and shrugging the straps down your arms until you could get rid of it completely.

His hard cock poked your thigh and slithered between your legs as he kissed you again. This time it was with a serenity that could have driven you mad, but the passion in it, his luscious tongue and his moans, together with the movements of his hips as he glided his hot member through your folds, helped feed the hunger that had been awakened in your core.

“Dean,” you whimpered his name, your voice filled with want.

He chuckled, kissing your lips one last time before he moved to take a condom from a pocket of his jeans.

You observed carefully the way each muscle of his body twitched and turned as he took the package to his mouth and ripped it open with his white teeth, spitting the small pice of plastic that stuck to his tongue. You bit your lower lip in anticipation, waiting to close your legs to feel some pressure at the sight of his hand rolling the rubber down his throbbing cock, but couldn’t since he was kneeling in between them, and you mewled feeling the slick of your previous release dribbling down to your ass.

Dean smirked at you, as he tore his eyes from himself to notice the reason of your sobs. And then he was hovering over you, covering your body with his.

With a hand between your bodies he lined up and you trembled when the tip dipped in your entrance. And in an instant you brain flooded with images of him with other women, the ones that came before you, better looking, more experienced...

Your fingers dug on his biceps on both side of your head and your tensed up. “Dean I… I neve- I-”

One hand cupped your cheek and he leaned down to kiss you. “I know,” he whispered. “We can stop.” He kissed you again and you shook your head, no, frantically.

“No. Don’t stop. I just- I’m not like-”

“I want you,” he interrupted again, “I love you and I want you.” His lust blown green eyes bore into yours.

“I love you and I want you!” you responded and craning your neck you kissed him.

Dean smile turned into a snarl when your hand wrapped around his cock and your guided him further into you.

You gasped, almost choking.

“Fff-huck!” he grunted, when his pubic bone met yours.

Rolling your hips helped soothe the slight sting and discomfort and soon enough everything was slippery wet and squelching with every thrust of Dean’s hips against yours that made the impala springs sing like they never did before.

Let’s hope these old tags work. I apologize in advance if I tagged you and you didn’t want me to.

Everything:

@nadiandreu7, @mogaruke, @fangirl1802, @ria132love @feelmyroarrrr, @just-another-busy-fangirl, @love-kittykat21, @emilyymichelle, @imagining-supernatural, @kdfrqqg, @charliebradbury1104, @thedevilinthedetails, @docharleythegeekqueen, @artprincessbree, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @starry-chaos, @supernatural-girl97, @sammys-lost-shoe, @spn-dean-and-sam-winchester, @nanie5, @roxyspearing, @emoryhemsworth, @rambling-rabbit, @akshi8278, @meganwinchester1999, @geekgirl1213, @maui137, @waywardasfudge, @kickasscas67, @spnwoman, @yoursmilemakesmeloveyou, @asgardianvamp21, @michell868,

@thatpeachybandgirl, @read-the-reid, @supernaturalmistress @jensen-gal, @its-my-perky-nipples, @esoltis280, @jeanjeaniethings, @jadalecki-jackles, @destielhoneybee, @andkatiethings, @strxngersclxb, @just-ladyme, @thisismysecrethappyplace

Dean/Jensen:

@missmotherhen, @chennyetomlinson, @jennell79, @ruprecht0420, @jalove-wecallhimdean, @evyiione, @laurafloradora, @fanfreak07, @superapplepie, @wingedcatninja, @sandlee44, @plaidstiel-wormstache, @lessons-of-red, @supernatural-fan-123, @mandilion76, @aly-winchester, @winchesterdemon67-library, @destielhoneybee, @carribear31, @treat-winchesterswith-kindness

[dreamerball]

nsfw alphabet - leo valdez

paring: leo valdez x fem!reader

warnings: smut, very smutty, this is the smuttiest thing I have ever written

notes: here are mine and some of @chasingpj's horny thoughts about leo. he is aged up in this scenario. enjoy :)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

honestly, leo needs a minute to compose himself. he's still very much in awe and afterwards, leo gets very cuddly. he pulls you into his arms and holds you until both of you catch your breaths. he cracks a few jokes to lighten the mood and carries you to the kitchen, where he makes both of you something to eat.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

leo adores your legs. he loves being able to grip your thighs and leave kisses and hickeys on them. of course, he loves teasing you with it. he smirks every time you whine, telling him it’s not fair, please touch me. he would place another kiss on your thigh, so close to where you need him, and then pull away completely.

leo likes his own hands. they’re big, warm and skilled and he knows exactly how to please you with them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

listen, leo is a responsible young man and wears a condom every time you have sex. he doesn’t like to get messy with it and frankly, the idea of being a zeus 2.0 scares him. however, that does mean that you guys go through a lot of condoms very fast.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

there was one time where you mindlessly called him baby, not really paying attention to the nickname, but it did things to him he couldn’t even begin to comprehend. his face got burning hot like he caught on fire (he might have) and he stopped breathing for a second. you didn’t notice how turned on he got from it and frankly, he’s too embarrassed to tell you. you often called him nicknames, but baby made his heart skip a beat.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

he’s not at all experienced, but he's very eager to learn. leo is constantly asking if you're feeling well and he’s a quick learner, so it really doesn’t take long before getting very skilful at pleasing you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

this boy loves his missionary. being able to look at you is very important to him and he loves holding your hands. and, if he’s feeling a little more confident, he might pin them above your head.

another one is when you get on top. he’s just so in awe of you and at that moment, there is nothing he wants more than you guiding him and telling him how good he’s making you feel.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

the first few times, it’s kind of awkward. neither of you know very well what you’re doing, but as soon as you’re getting comfortable, he’s cracking jokes. he is very goofy usually and that continues in bed. you love it, honestly. sex shouldn’t always be very serious and his humor makes it very lighthearted. however, he also has moods where he’s more serious than goofy.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he doesn’t pay a lot of attention to it, but he does like to keep the hair short and neat.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

getting so intimate means a lot to him, and he shows that. he tends to get very goofy, but he also loves being romantic. he’ll light some candles and put on some music to get you in the mood. once his hands are on you, he will not stop touching you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

before you became his girlfriend, he masturbated a lot. he has a very high sex drive and it was the only way for him. now that you’re with him, he doesn’t do it nearly as much as he used to, but sometimes he needs it. whenever you’re not feeling like doing it, or when you’re not around, the thought of you never leaves his mind as he brings himself to his high.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

praise kink. listen, this boy is touch starved and constantly feels inferior to others. it’s his biggest weakness. hearing you tell him how good he’s making you feel and how much you love him means incredibly much to him, to the point where it turns him on in the bedroom. his eyes get wide, a flush spreads over his face and neck and his hands grip you even tighter.

“you feel so good, leo…”

“don’t stop, princesa”

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

his favorite place is the bedroom in your shared apartment. it’s safe and familiar and overall just his favorite. however, sometimes the two of you don’t make it to the bedroom and then the couch is just fine.

your first time was actually in bunker 9. it was the only place where the two of you could be alone and though it wasn’t the most convenient place, it’s a fond memory you hold.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

leo strikes me as the type of person who’s always a little horny, so you really don’t have to do much to get him going. wink at him or lean in really close while you kiss his cheek and leo is on.

however, the best way to turn him on is by whispering something in his ear and biting his earlobe. you’ve always had a soft spot for his pointy ears and while he thought that was funny, you definitely made something enjoyable out of it. this boy will start blushing like mad and before you know it, you’re making out on his bed.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

he’s not into anything you’re not into or that hurts you. sex should be pleasurable for both of you, especially since both of you get hurt a lot in battles.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

leo is very focused on your pleasure, which means that he prefers giving to receiving. of course, he loves receiving, who doesn’t? the feeling of your lips wrapped around him is something that hardly ever leaves his mind. however, giving is one of his favorite things in the entire world. he can spend hours between your legs.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

that really depends on the situation and how both of you are feeling. he usually sets a faster pace that allows him to get deeper. he has a lot of pent up energy he needs to let out, and that’s his favorite way. sometimes he gets back to your apartment, all worked up and angry because the machine was not working the way he wanted it to and it gets a little rougher that night.

in the mornings, it’s very soft and sensual. neither of you are fully awake and you’re drowning in the warmth of his arms wrapped around you when he slides into you. it’s soft sighs and gentle touches.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

leo prefers to take his time, but he’s not against quickies. sometimes it’s all you have time for or you’re too impatient. as much as he loves teasing and going slowly, a quickie often satisfies both your needs too.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

the longer the two of you are together, the more risks he’s willing to take. at the start, he was very scared that somebody might walk in on the two of you but he got more confident with time. now, he just does not care anymore and will fuck you almost everywhere. the room next to your parent’s? you know it. the bathroom in percy and annabeth’s apartment? absolutely.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

leo has a lot of stamina. he goes multiple rounds because he has a lot of energy and can last a long time. pleasuring you is his priority and so, he focuses on you for the first few rounds. he makes you come at least once before he even starts undressing himself. if it was up to him, he would make you come over and over again before paying attention to his own needs.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

even though he loves to invent new things and loves using tools, i don't think he’s very big on toys. he likes to keep it simple in the bedroom and he’s good with his hands and tongue. there’s no need for toys in his eyes. however, he would be willing to try if you would propose something.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

this boy loves to tease. he takes his time, whispering things in your ears, leaving a hickey on your neck and avoiding the places you need him most. even in public, his hand is gripping your thigh as he’s whispering in your ear how much he wants to take you back to the apartment and have his way with you. it’s a miracle your friends haven’t caught the two of you yet.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

leo is not necessarily loud, but he makes a lot of sounds. he sighs, he moans and whispers all night long and they are the most wonderful sounds you’ve heard. pull his hair, grind on him a little and he’s putty in your hands.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

hickeys are his biggest weakness. he loves receiving them, he loves giving them, but he especially loves it when you show them off. he knows it’s a little possessive, but he can’t help it. leo also has no shame showing the hickeys you gave him off.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

even though leo is a lanky kid who’s not very tall, i feel like he is thick. i would say he's the average length of about 6 inches but he’s thicker than average.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

very high. leo is always at least a little horny and down to fuck you or eat you out. all you have to do is wink at him or give him a kiss and he's ready. he could spend all day in bed with you if he wanted to (and he does).

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

leo likes to stay awake a little longer afterwards. he pulls you into his arms and the two of you end up cuddling and watching a movie while talking about how good you made each other feel. you’re usually the first one to fall asleep but if you don’t, get ready for another round.

[zaritarazi]

when you said felicity is dating both zaris .... i just want to say thank you and also please expand

i’m so glad you asked because first of all, i have no idea how legends plans to handle the zaris situation and i will probably be disappointed by it and right now inexplicably i’ve decided we switch off zaris every day like from 12 am to 11:59 pm it’s zari 1.0 for 24 hours and then it strikes 12 and it’s zari 2.0 for 24 hours this is in EST and happens every day i will not take criticism

so obviously knowing that you go to bed 1 zari and wake up another zari you have to obviously leave notes for yourself but ALSO you have both like her bc what happens when you start having sleepovers?!?! you gotta make sure both zaris are willing to wake up with that person!!! and like i know zari 1.0 met felicity during the crossover that must not be mentioned so we’re going to change that and say zari met felicity bc in s2 she and cisco were BIG hearteyes for gideon and zari catches the 3 of them (cisco gideon and felicity) having a ~sexy~ skype call and zari is like uh... gideon why are you using my room and my computer to do this

anyway they were friends or maybe more than friends??? but when team legends realizes zari 2.0 can hack they make behrad add her to the nerds groupchat (him felicity cisco ray mona other nerds i think uuuh curtis? nate is also there bc he’s technically a nerd he’s just not... smart) and felicity and zari 2.0 immediately bond over their favorite flavors of scented lip balm and behrad is like well i’m uncomfortable with where this groupchat is going and mona is like LET THEM FINISH. ladies. you were about to talk about kissing

so obviously we end up in the 2-zari situation that i have made up where zari 2.0 is like z-1, can i invite this cute girl over? and zari 1.0 reading the note the next day like z-2 she and i were actually friends or maybe more than friends so sure!! and zari 2.0 is like Z-1 WHAT IF WE FIGURED OUT A WAY TO HAVE A DOUBLE DATE??? and zari 1.0 is like... is that problematic?? and zari 2.0 is like NOT IF SHE UNDERSTANDS THE SITUATION AND CONSENTS TO IT

zari 2.0 on the phone with felicity like so fun fact there’s 2 versions of me that switch off because we broke time like 2 years ago so do you want to have dates with both of us over 48 hours? and felicity is like good news! kink discovered and engaged

so zari 2.0 and felicity play with the fabricator and watch dumb movies and gossip about EVERYONE and test how kiss-proof longlastling lipsticks are on each other and zari 1.0 and felicity buy a dozen krispy kreme donuts and sit in the park trying to see who can break into home wifi networks first and snuggle while watching vine compilations and felicity is like wow. this is my perfect relationship actually. and she’s right

[skelosfangs]

Warrior cat Generator (2.0 ver.)

So if you’re one of my earliest followers you may remember i did something like this a few years back, well i decided to bring it back because i was bored, and I had lots of fun with this sooo…

here are my results btw:

My name is kindleice and im a loner who was a former deputy that was exiled for reasons and from a clan i won’t speak about, im a long furred gray tabby with amber eyes, battle scars and a nicked ear.

Bold your results:

Afiliation: What month were you born in?

january-february: Thunderclan.

march-april: Shadowclan.

may-june: Windclan.

july-august: Riverclan.

september-october: Skyclan.

november-december: Other_________

Rank: How many warriors books have you read (mangas, guides, super editions, etc…)?

70+: Starclan warrior,

60+: Leader.

50+: Deputy.

40+: Medicine cat.

30+: Elder.

20+: Warrior/Queen.

10+: Apprentice.

1+: Kit.

Pelt color(base): What’s your favorite kind of weather?

Rainy: black  Cloudy: grey  Sunny: ginger/red  Snowy: white  Windy: brown  Partially coudy: golden/cream.

Markings: What’s your favorite arc? (can be more than one).

Dawn of the Clans: Colorpoint.

Prophecies Begin: Tabby.

New Prophecy: Spotted tabby.

Power of Three: White patches.(if already white, then patches of any other color)

Omen of the Stars: Tortieshell. (base color + red/black accordingly)

A Vision of Shadows: Other____________

Eye color: Wats your favorite kind of herb?

Catmint: Violet.

Watermint: Green.

Horsetail: Bright green.

Yarrow: Yellow.

Marigold: Amber.

Poppy: Dark amber.

Juniper: Blue.

Borage: Odd eyes (each a different color)

Extras: Have you ever?….

Dawn warriors fan art: long fur.

Written warriors fan fiction: ear tufts.

Made a warriors AMV/PMV: battle scar(s).

Made a warriors OC: Thorn/ear nick(s)

Made a fan clan: short/missing tail.

Roleplayed warriors: missing eye.

Named a pet after a warrior cat: other________

Name: First letter of your name is the prefix and first letter of your last name is the suffix (if you’re a leader, kit or apprentice change your suffix accordingly, you know the drill).

A: apple, ant, amber, ash, antler, adder, aspen, acorn, arch, alder.

B: blue, berry, bracken, bramble, bee, buzzard, black, bright, bounce, bark, boulder, blossom, brindle, badger, beeatle, bird, brich, bat, brown, blizzard, breeze, beech, briar, bristle.

C: cinder, cream, clear, coal, cherry, cloud, cold, copper, cedar, curl, clover, crouch, crow, claw, cricket, clever, chive, claw, cone cypress.

D: dove, dawn, daisy, dark, deer, dusk, dew, drift, dust, dapple, duck, dry, dim, dapple, drizzle.

E: echo, ember, ebony, eel, eagle, egg, ear, eye, eyes.

F: feather, flower, fawn, forest, fall, fly, finch, fire, flame, fern, flint, fox, frost, fallow, freckle, freeze, flowing, ferret, frog, fuzzy, fluffy, fennel, fog, foam, foggy, flower, fin, fish, foot, fur, face, fallen, flight.

G: golden, gorse, goose, gray, green, ginger, grass, grim.

H: holly, hollow, honey, hop, half, hail, heavy, heron, hawk, hay, hare, hazel, heather, heart, hoot, hatch, haven, hickory.

I: ice, ivy, insect, inch.

J: jay, jagged, jump, jaw, juniper.

K: kestrel, kink, kick, kindle.

L: long, lithe, little, lake, leopard, lion, loud, lightning, lily, larch, lark, lichen, leaf, lizard, low, lily, log, leg, leap, light.

M: moth, mallow, minnow, moon, morning, molted, marsh, maple, mist, mole, moss, mud, mouse, milk, mint, mumble, munch, maggot, meadow, marigold, mottle, mask.

N: nettle, night, noisy, newt, needle, nectar, nut, nose.

O: owl, one, oak, otter, olive, ocean, oat.

P: pebble, pickle, pinch, plum, plump, pine, patch, poppy, pear, pounce, pearl, petal, peach, pigeon, pepper, puddle, pool, patch, pelt, pad, pale.

Q: quiet, quivering, quick, quiver, quail.

R: rose, rat, river, robin, red, river, rowan, ragged, running, russet, rock, rolling, rush, reed.

S: snake, silver, slim, slow, sleek, sand, seed, snow, sorrel, squirrel, spotted, spike, speckle, soot, storm, sun, stone, small, spider, song, sweet, swift, shrew, sparrow, splash, shell, sedge, stumpy, starling, stream, sunny, stripe.

T: trout, thunder, thistle, twist, thrush, turtle, tall, tawny, twig, tiny, talon, tiger, toad, torn, thorn, tangle, tail, tuft, tooth, toe.

U: (free to choose)

V: viper, vole, vixen, vine, violet.

W: white, willow, water, wild, wren, wood, worm, wolf, web, whisker, weasel, wet, wasp, woolly, whorl, wave.

Y: yellow, yell, yowl, yawn, yew.

Z: (free to choose)

Reblog/put you results in the tags (you can even add a backstory if you want)!!

[freedom-of-fanfic]

I'm 14. All these teens going around asking adults to police their content consumption? To me, that's c r a z y. If I'm told not to do something, I do it. That's just me being a young teen. It's honestly, and I'd hate to say this, but it's so entitled. Adults owe us nothing more than the politeness of tagging work appropriately. And especially if you're underage, you shouldn't be poking your nose into kink etc.

I was the same way from 14 to 19, anon. Hang onto that independence - it’s harder and harder with how polarized everyone is getting.

You’re absolutely right that it’s entitled. It also seems pretty futile. Imagine if all of transformative fandom agreed to never create a nsfw fanwork ever again: would it make filmed porn stop existing? Would it make origific porn stop existing? Would it make published erotica stop existing? And would it make access to any of these things any harder? Would it stop teens from wondering about sex? And would it stop teens from seeking out sexual content? Insisting that everyone in your space not acknowledge sex exists won’t make it stop existing.

Let’s go further: imagine all of transformative fandom agreed to never produce or even discuss problematic content again (as defined by antis). Every single fanwork is now a fluffy coffee shop AU where the worst disaster is spilled tea, the most sexual content is a kiss, and all ships are between unrelated adults who are the same age and never have arguments; if a villain is present, they are unmitigated, pure evil, proud of it, and soundly defeated by the good guys. Would this stop problematic content from existing in published works? Would it stop existing in movies? Would it stop existing in original fiction? Would it make all of society stop romanticizing unhealthy relationships? What about violent or sexual content in the news? Would this stop bad things happening in the real world? Would this make abusers stop existing? Insisting that everyone in your space not acknowledge that shitty stuff happens won’t make it stop existing. 

When we try to shield younger people from the slightest knowledge of dangerous things, they are left completely defenseless if the dangerous thing finds them. The internet exists; it’s impractical to expect to cleanse it entirely of abusive, inappropriate, or dangerous content. Kids will stumble on it or seek it out, even if all of fandom went 100% ‘pure’. And predators are usually family, friends, or relations! All the censorship in the world won’t protect a kid from a trusted person abusing that trust.

So like you said: letting dangerous content exist is fine, because it will whether we want it to or not, but it should be tagged and warned for. Let it be clear when the content is not real-world safe. If a person refuses to tag or warn, block them!

And instead of relying on unrelated people on the internet to always be kid-friendly and safe, or solely relying on a block program to protect too-young kids from seeing things they shouldn’t, adults should educate the kids they are responsible for.  Only you can be responsible for what your charge takes in. Talk to them about the weird shit people like in fiction and explain that it’s not okay in real life. Talk to them about dangerous people wanting them to step on Legos on video.* Talk to them about the warning signs that someone wants to isolate you in a chat space. Give. them. awareness! and a safe space to talk about things they see that upset them! It’s not ignorance but knowledge that will protect a kid or teen from being hurt. 

Unsupervised kids of all ages - but especially teens, like you said - will poke their nose into spaces where they don’t belong. To be honest, I think fandom is one of the safest possible places on the net for someone to do this. Warnings and tags are all but demanded from creators, making it unusually hard to stumble on something unwanted. the content rarely involves real people. As a community space there’s room to talk about fanworks with people who understand the lingo, which can help with developing context. And while far from perfect, there is relatively high awareness of safety, fiction/reality permeated barriers, and media analysis.  I’m not saying it couldn’t be better, and web 2.0 really destroyed some barriers to entry that were used to keep nsfw content from underage folks, but it could be much, much worse.

And no matter where you are on the net, if something makes you uncomfortable you can always opt out. the back button is right there.

*for the record, it’s a kink thing. If you’re underage and anyone asks you talk about what you’d do if you were made small or if everyone else were giants or to step on something squishy or sharp on video for a ‘challenge’ or whatever, block that person. They’re being a creep.

[nautiscarader]

Nautiscarader’s Fic Masterpost, aka the Portable Sin Bin

This is the rebloggable version of my standalone masterpost, containing vast up-to-date list of my fics and prompts. Though I will be updating this one, always check the original post/standalone version for the most recent list (that assumes you would like to read some of these, fat chance). Last update: 2017-03-23, version 2.0, lots of Wendip, Starco and Yumalia fics

Each work (for a certain definition of work...) contains a paring, an Ao3-compatible rating (oh look! something different than explicit!) and a series of links to a03, AdultFanFiction, Fanfiction.net and my tumblr. They are grouped by fandom, with some repetition regarding challenges. Each post here and on Ao3 also has links so you can navigate back and forth.  

You can also check the #nautiscaraderfics tag on my blog (tumblr’s dahsboard doesn’t show them all I think).

So, without further ado, here we go:

Wakfu

To relax a princess - rated E, M/F, Yugo/Amalia, (tumblr) (Ao3) (AFF) (FF) Princess Amalia’s dinner is interrupted in the most inappropriate, ingenious and exciting way possible. Inspired by picture by Kenno Arkkan.

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 7 - Dressed/Naked (half naked) - Yugo/Amalia (Wakfu), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 11 - Dom/Sub, Yumalia (Wakfu), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 12 - Fingering, Tristeva (Wakfu), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 16 - 69, Yumalia (Wakfu), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 20 - Your own kink - having fun - Yumalia,Tristeva (Wakfu), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Farewell kiss - Tristeva, rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - Grinding against each other, Yumalia, E, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - getting doused while wearing white, Yumalia, T, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - bending over seductively, Yumalia, Tristeva, E, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - striptease, Yumalia, Tristeva, E, (tumblr) (Ao3)

Miraculous Ladybug

Moonlight Masquerade - rated E, Ladybug/Chat Noir, tumblr, Ao3, AFF Cat Noir challenges Ladybug to a night race on the rooftops of Paris, city of love. Bit which one of them are gonna come on top? Inspired by picture by Poland73. (written before the show premiered)

Ladrien June - Day 1 Poem - rated G/T, Ladybug/Adrien (tumblr) (Ao3)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 4 - Masturbation - Marichat (ML), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 6 - Clothed getting off  - Ladrien (ML), rated M/E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 9 - Against a wall - Ladynoir (ML), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 14 - In public place, Adrinette (ML), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 18 - Lazy morning sex, Adrinette (ML), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 21 - Shower sex, Ladynoir (ML), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

prompt - biting to stay quiet, Adrinette, E, (tumblr) (ao3)

Gravity Falls

Roll for initiative - rated M, M/F, Wendip (Wendy/Dipper) (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF) (AFF) Knowing Dipper’s passion for tabletop games, Wendy bought him a set of special dice, just for them to play. Older Wendip one-shot.

Prompt - movie night (tumblr) (AO3), rated G/T and A for Awkwardness.

Prompt - “Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.” (tumblr) (AO3) Rated G

Prompt - “Have you seen the… Oh.” (tumblr) (AO3) Rated T

Prompt - kiss on the nose (tumblr) (AO3) Rated T

Prompt - “Dude, you’ve hit my mailbox” (tumblr) (AO3) Rated G

Prompt - “Looks like we’re stuck here for a while.” (tumblr) (AO3) Rated T/M

Prompt - pleasant misuse of ties, kissing to stay quiet (tumblr) (Ao3), rated E

Prompt - sex on a countertop because we couldn’t wait to get somewhere with cushions (tumblr) (ao3) rated E

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 1 - Cuddles (naked) - Wendip (GF), rated M, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 3 - First time - Wendip (GF), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 8 - Skype Sex - Wendip (GF), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 17 - On the floor, Wendip (GF), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 19 - Outdoors, Wendip (GF), E (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 23 - Trying new position, Wendip (GF), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Prompt - sexting (tumblr) (Ao3), Wendip, M.

Prompt -  someone straddling the other while they’re “trying to read”, Wendip, T/M, (Tumblr) (Ao3)

NSFW Headcanon A-Z Game - Wendip: (E,K,L,R) (U,V) (I,D,F,M) (B,C,T) (S,O,P) (Ao3)

Prompt - “Party for two”, Wendip, E (tumblr) (Ao3)

Prompt - “Tit for tat”, Wendip, E (tumblr) (Ao3)

Prompt - pet shop, Wendip, G, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - getting caught in the act, Wendip, T/M, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt  - letting slip a dirty fantasy, Wendip, T/M, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - having a wet dream, Wendip, E, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - showering at the other’s house, Wendip, T/M, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - bathing suits, Wendip, T, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - getting doused while wearing white, Wendip, G/T, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - sharing a bed, Wendip, M, (tumblr) (Ao3)

Prompt - Sad kiss, Wendip, G (Tumblr) (Ao3)

Prompt - lap sitting, Wendip w/Mabifica, T/M (tumblr) (Ao3)

Prompt - kiss before falling, Wendip, G, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - pining against the wall, Wendip, G/T (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - walking the other one having some private time, Wendip, M, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - innuendo contest, M, Wendip, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - Wendy says, E, Wendip, (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - Dipper being exceptional at sex, Wendip, E, very much E, (tumblr) (Ao3)

Wendip Weeks (Gravity Falls, all M/F, Wendip, some regular, some in older variation):

Summer Wendip week:

prompt 1 - Codes - (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF), rated G

prompt 2 - Dance - (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF), rated G

prompt 4 - Dream - (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF), rated T

First Wendip week:

prompt 1 - Naked - (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF), rated T

prompt 2 - Promise - (tumblr) (AO3) (FF), rated G

prompt 3 - together - (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF), rated G

prompt 4 - Midnight - (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF), rated T

prompt 5 - Rainy Days - (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF), rated G, partially inspired by drawing by pitopishi

prompt 6 - Forest - (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF), rated G, inspired by drawing by elentori-art

prompt 7 - First Time - (tumblr) (AFF) (Ao3) (FF), rated E (last part)

Star vs the Forces of evil

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 2 - Kiss (Naked) - Starco (SVTFOE), rated T/M, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 15 - Sweet and passionate, Starco (SVTFOE), rated M/E (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 22 - On the desk, Starco (svtfoe), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

prompt - innuendo contest/suggestive eating, T, Starco (Tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - a friend over, T/M, Starco (tumblr) (Ao3) 

prompt - drunken kiss, T, Starco (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - confessing a fetish, M, Starco (tumblr) (Ao3)

prompt - morning kisses turn intense, E, Starco (tumblr) (Ao3)

A Goofy Movie (Max/Roxanne)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 5 - Blowjob - Max/Roxanne (Goofy Movie), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

30 day NSFW OTPs challenge day 10 - Doggy style, Max/Roxanne (Goofy Movie), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Removal tango: While moving out of their dorm room, Max and Roxanne find more than they knew amongst the chaos of their packed things. Max/Roxanne pwp smut with a few thoughts about the metaphyscial nature of moving out. Inspired by picture by tvma, rated E (tumblr) (FF) (AFF) (Ao3) (HF)

prompt - in other person's clothing, E, (tumblr) (Ao3)

30 Days NSFW OTP(s) challenge (different pairings)

Cuddles (naked) - Wendip (GF), rated M, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Kiss (Naked) - Starco (SVTFOE), rated T/M, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

First time - Wendip (GF), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Masturbation - Marichat (ML), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Blowjob - Max/Roxanne (Goofy Movie), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Clothed getting off  - Ladrien (ML), rated M/E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Dressed/Naked (half naked) - Yugo/Amalia (Wakfu), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Skype Sex - Wendip (GF), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Against a wall - Ladynoir (ML), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Doggy style, Max/Roxanne (Goofy Movie), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Dom/Sub, Yumalia (Wakfu), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Fingering, Tristeva (Wakfu), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Rimming - nope.avi

In public place, Adrinette (ML), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Sweet and passionate, Starco (SVTFOE), rated M/E (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

69, Yumalia (Wakfu), rated E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

On the floor, Wendip (GF), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Lazy morning sex, Adrinette (ML), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Outdoors, Wendip (GF), E (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Your own kink - having fun - Yumalia,Tristeva (Wakfu), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Shower sex, Ladynoir (ML), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

On the desk, Starco (svtfoe), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Trying new position, Wendip (GF), E, (tumblr) (Ao3) (FF)

Changelog:

2017-03-23, version 2.0, lots of Wendip, Starco and Yumalia fics 2017-02-25, version 1.1, one more Wendip, one more Starco 2017-02-23, version 1.0,, initial release

[whxre-bxby]

I just finished reading your fic "Cursed By Blue" (AND IM SO IN LOVE, fr marry me 💍) and i was hoping you could make a different version but with Ja and Prager?

I KNEW this was coming LMAO (let's go on a honeymoon) here you go <3

"Cursed By Blue" 2.0

f. Recom Y/N x Recom Prager x Recom Ja

(I can't find a gif of Ja) heartbreak hotel

"Cursed By Blue"1. Masterlist

Summary: The recom team is out on another mission, exploring the woods in search of Sully. However, the ladies become inconvenienced by a certain seasonal feeling they didn’t expect. It hits Y/n the hardest and it’s not long before the others understand what’s happening. While everyone fights their instincts, the only option Y/N sees available is to run. 

WARNINGS: SMUT, force with consent, predator/prey, heat fucking, heat cycles, penetration, unprotected sex, breeding kink, quickie, Z-Dog absolutely destroying everyone

Word Count: 4555

We were nearing the weekend. Not that that affected us. Lyle told me it was Friday today and I was surprised because I had completely lost track of time. But it didn’t really matter what day it was because we didn’t get time off anyway. Finding Jake was our number one priority and no breaks other than sleep were allowed. 

So here we were again, walking deeper into the forest of Pandora. It had just passed lunch time and we were here since early morning. 

No one was tired though, not yet. We weren’t allowed to be either. 

Today also happened to be warmer than usual so I wasn't wearing my usual long-sleeved attire and pants. I dressed like Walker usually did, in a sports bra and shorts. She and Z-Dog decided to wear tank tops like most of the others. 

The forest grew quieter the more we distanced ourselves from the RDA base and the city. Soon, we could only hear the wind blowing between the leaves and the distant calls of animals. That and our heavy footsteps. 

The Colonel and Lyle started the day off by leading us into the woods. As the hours passed by, the line mixed since everyone had a different walking pace and now it was Z-Dog and me leading at the front. Walker was close behind. 

I had been excessively drinking for the last 30-45 minutes and I wasn’t sure why. Z-Dog glanced over at me when she saw me reach for another water bottle. 

“That’s your third one already. Are you okay”? She asks, watching me gulp it down. I swallow most of the water and inhale sharply, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. 

“I don’t know.” I say, gasping for air. “Maybe I’m dehydrated?” 

“Don’t think so, we always drink the same amount and I’m fine.” Z-Dog says. We continue walking for a while longer in silence, thinking. Then Z reaches for her water and starts drinking it like she’s been running. 

I laugh a little but seeing her drink made me feel thirsty again. 

I reach for my water only to notice I have a few drops left. I down the remaining liquid and hold the bottle to my head. It seemed to be getting really warm. 

Turning around, I open my mouth and want to say something to Walker only to see her finishing her own bottle of water. I look behind me fully and no one else is drinking. 

“What. The. Fuck.” I say, feeling genuinely confused. Walker looks up at me with water drizzling down her chin and Z turns around. 

I wheeze and Z laughs and we wait for Walker to catch up so we can walk together. 

“Do you have any water left?” I ask her, knowing we at the front drank ours. 

“No, that was my last bottle.” she says and I notice how heavy my breathing is becoming. 

“Wait, you ran out too?” she asks and Z-Dog scoffs. 

“Yeah, been drinkin’ like we ran a marathon.” she says and I nod.

“I’ll ask the others.” I say before turning around and seeing Mansk behind me.

“Can I have some of your water?” I ask, wiping a bead of sweat from my forehead. Compared to us, Mansk is not sweating at all. He’s wearing his usual long-sleeved jacket over his tank top. 

The man glances up at me and his eyebrows furrow for a split second before he nods and hands one of his bottles over. 

“You ran out already?” he asks while I open it and drink about half. 

I wipe my mouth again, closing my eyes for a second and nodding. “Yeah.” I breathe out. “Thanks.” I say, handing it back to him. 

“Y’ alright?” he asks again taking the bottle back and I nod, not thinking much of it. Mansk doesn’t seem convinced. 

Ja overheard our conversation and sped up his walk to catch up to us. When Mansk noticed his presence he seemed a little relieved. 

“Is she okay?” he asks his colleague. Ja was the medic of the group so he would know. He took a glance at me and also thought of what I suggested. 

“Did you drink enough?” he asks me and I nod. 

“Yeah, I drank all my water and some of Mansk’s.” I scoff, wiping sweat from my forehead again. 

Ja presses the back of his hand against my cheek and then my forehead. 

“Shit, you’re burning up.” he said, scanning over me. 

I was feeling extremely warm. My skin felt like it was burning and my clothes suddenly felt tight and restrictive.

In front of us, Z-Dog and Walker are discussing something. 

Ja felt up my arm and checked my pulse while we were walking and Mansk stayed on my other side in case I was in fact not okay.

“Yeah, somethin’s definitely not right.” Ja announces to us, not quite sure how to help me. Mansk has his eyebrows furrowed, examining my behaviour. 

“They have it too.” I say, pointing at Z-Dog and Walker who now turn around. Walker is grimacing a little and Z looks worried. 

Mansk’s and Ja’s heads look up at them and they notice that they are breathing heavily and sweating just like me. Ja also takes note of the empty bottles in their hands. 

“Everthin’ okay up there?” the Colonel calls. It seems as though the others have noticed the small commotion and the medical check-up. 

Ja turns around, rubbing the back of his head. 

“Uh- no sir not really.” he calls back, stopping in his tracks to wait for Quaritch so that he can explain. Mansk and I keep walking and he watches me intently as I break out into a type of pant. My ears are pinned back and my tail is wildly flicking around behind me. My eyelids also happen to suddenly grow heavy and I keep them half-lidded. 

What snaps me out of my haze is Z calling my name. 

“Hey, Y/N come over here for a sec.” she says, turning around. Walker is running her hand down her face in what looks like frustration. 

I nod, jogging over and leaving Mansk behind. He’s still watching me, trying to make sense of what’s happening.

Neither Z nor Walker looks like they feel like joking around anymore.

“Have you read the manual?” she asks and it takes me a few seconds to realise she means the Na’vi Body data. 

“Yeah, of course, we had to.” I say, trying to play it cool. She raises an eyebrow and I sigh. 

“I stopped once I reached the shit about plants. It got boring.” I say and she nods, knowing damn well she didn’t read further than that either. 

“Walker read it, and it said somethin’ ‘bout a heat cycle.” Z says and I glance at Walker. 

“Yeah… we’re not dehydrated. I remember the symptoms. It’s happening right now.” Walker says, scanning my reddened face. 

“Does it burn?” Z asks and my ears perk forward for once, being relieved from the tense strain I kept them in the past half hour. 

“Everything burns.” I say. 

“You know what I mean.” she adds and I groan in frustration too. 

“Yeah.” I mumble. I can’t deny the heat that’s been forming between my legs. I tried ignoring it but it grew worse. 

“Do you feel, like-” Z says, gasping for air herself. “...uncontrollably horny?” she asks with a light laugh and Walker smirks. 

I have no shame admitting anything in front of them so I chuckle and answer. “More like painfully horny.” 

They laugh a little, struggling to even out their breathing. 

“We need to distance ourselves from them.” Walker says, glancing over her shoulder. “Especially you Y/N you seem to have it bad.” she chuckles, motioning to my panting self. “Otherwise we’re done for and this squad will no longer be as professional.” 

My eyes widen. “Wait- you’re joking right? It’ll go away like tomorrow. How would they know about this if we don’t tell them?” I ask and Walker opens her mouth to answer but before she can, my answer is handed to me differently. 

“You smell that?” someone says behind us. My heart stops pounding for a second. Right our new senses have us picking up more. 

“These cursed blue bitches.” I swear and Z breathily laughs, seeming to know how screwed we are. She’s passed the stage of denial and is now accepting our fate. 

We turn around and notice that Lyle was talking to Prager. Prager nodded and they stopped walking. Mansk had also stopped in his tracks, turning to them. Behind them, Ja, Quaritch, Brown, Lopez and the remaining team catch up and everyone comes to a halt. 

Quaritch walks between them and deeply inhales. He looks around, noticing how his soldiers are smelling what he is too. 

I feel my heart slowly drop and I hold on to Z-Dog for some comfort. All three of us are watching them, dreading their reaction. 

“What is it?” Lopez asks. 

“No idea, but it’s fuckin’ great.” Lyle chuckles and my breath catches in my throat.

 It seems to affect them too. As Lyle inhales, his own tail is swishing around behind him and his muscles flex. He’s growing restless and the recom’s are looking at their Colonel for an answer or instructions. 

My heart seems to stop beating when I see Ja turn to me. Prager’s gaze meets mine as well and it’s so intimidating which is unlike both of them. They’re watching my every movement and I take a step back, my grip on Z’s arm tightening.

“Oh fuck.” I whisper while barely moving my lips. I feel a little hazy again and start leaning against Z-Dog. She sighs looking more pissed than worried and catches me, trying to keep me upright. 

The soldiers follow Ja’s, Prager’s and the Colonel’s eyes and notice us standing a bit further away. 

“It ain’t dehydration, I can tell ya that.” Quaritch says, referring to Ja’s hypothesis of what might be happening. Seems like he read the manual too. 

The stupid excitement in my stomach has grown so big it’s making me feel sick. And all their eyes on us have me more nervous. 

"Do we kill them or ourselves?" Walker asks, not liking any of this.

“Can we leave?” I whisper to Z and she nods, staring down the others as if they would move when she looks away. 

“Yeah, come on.” she says, guiding me forwards. I take a wobbly step, almost stumbling. 

Walking won’t do it. I have so much adrenaline coursing through my veins I want to run away. 

I glance back, noticing everyone’s tense poses. Their eyes follow our every move, making them seem almost predatory. My only instinct now is to run. 

Z gives me a push and my legs take off. I start running and hear Walker and Z-Dog do the same behind me. There’s a commotion happening behind them and the next time I glance behind me, everyone is chasing after us. 

It was a miserable escape attempt, to be honest. We were already so out of breath compared to them, we really didn’t make it far. 

Z caught up to me because she was not affected by the heat as much as me. 

Within the next few seconds, I was tackled to the ground, luckily hitting the soft grass. I fall with a shriek and when I look up I see Z-Dog made it a little further but she’s down now too. 

I felt bodyweight on my back and a hand wrapped around the back of my neck. I couldn’t move. Z-Dog could and the man that pushed her was getting a beating right now. She wasn’t having any of it.

I cry out, feeling uncomfortable in this position. My chest was pressed into the ground and I was struggling to breathe. 

The feeling and the effects of the scent the recom’s picked up had everyone acting on their primal instincts. Most common sense was gone as their new bodies seemed to be overpowered by the will of nature. 

The scent had the soldiers feel just as worked up as the heat cycle did. Instinctively, they ran after the ‘potential mate’ they felt most attracted to because that was Eywa’s will. 

I couldn’t say anything, I felt completely overwhelmed and somehow, submitting to him felt like the right thing to do. My right mind would never let this happen but I couldn’t think of anything else but finding some relief in this agonising feeling. My body longed for this. 

“Shh- it’s alright.” A voice from above me cooed. “Just stop movin’.” 

My eyes shoot wide open and I recognise that it’s Ja. His hands found mine, and he held them together behind my back while leaning forward and speaking close to my ear. 

Another pair of heavy footsteps come to a halt close to me and I see how a weapon is thrown to the ground on my left. 

Ja is straddling me, keeping a knee on my lower back to pin me down while he removes the heavy medical equipment from his back. 

I whine and struggle beneath him again but this time his hand catches my jaw, holding my face still and making me look forwards. He leans down, pressing his face against the side of my head. 

“I know how to help you, princess. Quit the movin’.” he told me, almost snarling his words. 

Next to us I hear a shout of pain and see how Z-Dog has fought a man to the ground. At least she was going to be fine. Ja turns my head away from her, not wanting me to get any ideas from her. 

“Fuck- we really doin’ this?” Another person says and I realise Prager is here too. 

“Shut up and help me out here.” Ja replies, growing restless and impatient. 

The shouting in the distance is increasing and I hear Walker and Z-Dog just demolishing things while the Colonel is yelling and getting angry that equipment is being destroyed. 

Both Prager and Ja’s head’s shoot over to the commotion and they exchange looks. 

A gunshot suddenly makes me flinch and I want to turn my head to see what the actual fuck is happening but Ja doesn’t let me. 

Without hesitating another second, Ja moves off of me and both men hurl me to my feet, quickly dragging me behind a tree. I’m being pulled backwards so I finally get a small glimpse of the action and I notice that something has been set on fire. Looking at what I think are Z-Dog and Walker, I notice how they’ve put the fire between themselves and the others. There was too much going on. 

Suddenly I was being pushed down again and I landed on my knees. Prager and Ja had pulled me away from the others just enough to get some type of privacy. 

The last thing either of the men wanted was one of the others interfering with you. 

I move forwards, staying on my knees but leaning against one of my arms that I now placed on the ground. My free one wrapped around my middle section and I continued to pant. The sensations I felt were so odd. My body seemed to be buzzing and I was overwhelmed. 

Prager and Ja were hastily removing their vests and other equipment, knowing they didn’t have all day and they were not going to waste this opportunity. 

Footsteps jog over to me and Ja lands on his knees in front of me. I look up and see that his torso is bare. With the current state I’m in I can’t help but stare. 

He smirks, cupping my flushed cheek and making me look up at his face. 

“That’s right baby, you’ll get what you want.” he said. Since he was a medic, he had to know everything about the Na’vi body and he knew very well what I needed now. 

My eyes widen at his words as I can only imagine what he means. He chuckles and looks at his friend. 

“Ain’t that right, Prager?”

“Fuckin’ right.” Prager answers and moments later I hear a thud on the ground behind me. He too dropped to his knees and I heard him unbuckling his belt. Ja swiped a strand of hair from my face, brushing it back before smiling. We locked eyes again and he mirrored Prager’s actions, opening and removing his belt with one hand, making me swallow nervously. 

“You want this, don’t you baby?” Ja asked, making sure he and Prager were good to go. I nod, letting out another impatient whine while my fingers tug at the waistband of his pants. 

Ja chuckles, nodding at Prager before opening his pants. I watch with parted lips, not even noticing the drool leaking down the side of my mouth. 

Hands are around my waist and my own pants are being tugged down my legs. Prager pulls them off, throwing them to the side and rubbing over all of the newly exposed skin. He rested his hand on my ass, squeezing the flesh before pulling my panties to the side. His hand wrapped around my tail, lifting it into the air so that my wet cunt was exposed to him.

I shiver when the cool breeze hits my hot skin. Prager hums approvingly, tracing his fingers around my core before sliding his thumb through my folds. 

“Y/N?” Prager says from behind me and I look over my shoulder, seeing he discarded his pants. “Ready?” he asks, wanting to make sure I was still okay. 

I nod my head, breathily saying ‘yes’ because I was out of breath. To make it clear to him I push my hips back, pressing them right up against him. I feel his bare thighs press up against the back of mine and his now free dick is resting between my ass cheeks. 

“Fuckin’ hell…” he curses under his breath and Ja scoffs, wanting some attention too. 

I face forwards again, looking up at Ja who pulled his pants halfway down his thighs, revealing his own length to me. My eyes grow wide and I look at him to make sure I can touch him. 

He tangles his fingers into the hair on the back of my head, edging me closer to him until my hot breath is hitting his skin.

My tail wraps around Prager’s slim waist, pulling him further into me to encourage him to finally do something. He doesn’t need to be told twice. 

Ja’s eyebrows are furrowed and his lips are slightly parted as he watches me and I take the hint. I open my mouth and stick out my saliva-covered tongue, licking around the base of his throbbing erection. His body shudders in excitement while he inhales sharply, tucking in his bottom lip between his teeth. 

I smile at him before moving my tongue further up his dick until I reached his tip. It’s where he’s the most sensitive. It’s also the area I will devote most of my attention to. 

Prager pulled his hips back a bit, his right hand tightly gripping my waist while his left lined up his pulsing cock with my hole. 

Slowly, he pushed his hips forward, watching with lust-darkened eyes how the head of his dick was being engulfed by me.

I close my eyes and moan while keeping my lips attached to Ja’s length. His breathing stuttered unevenly as he felt the vibrations soar through him and then he let his head fall back once my lips wrapped around his tip. 

I sucked on it, keeping my ears perked forward to catch every noise he made. He cursed while looking up at the sky, before watching me work my way down him.

I swirled my tongue around his tip and then pushed myself further down. He already hit the back of my mouth but I decided to not stop there because I only had half of him in my mouth. 

His fingers tightened in my hair but he didn’t push me down further. Ja let me go at my own pace, he just needed to grab onto something to keep him grounded. 

Prager had now pushed all the way in and it immediately felt good. I was finally full. My eyes fluttered closed as I spread my legs further apart for him, arching my back to see if he could go deeper. 

He was hypnotised by my inviting movements and realised how my desperate attempts for more made him even harder. 

Luckily, Prager didn’t keep me waiting and soon found a steady pace. 

I was being nudged forwards with each thrust of Prager’s hips and thereby moved my head up and down Ja’s dick. I inhaled deeply through my nose, closing my eyes to concentrate as I pushed my head down further down him. 

Ja’s eyes turned from watching me half-closed to being unable to look away. He was surprised by how much of him you were able to take and it made his dick twitch in your mouth. Fuck, how did he only realise now how perfect you were?

Prager’s hips snap forward more suddenly this time, rocking me further forward so that my nose hits Ja’s abdomen while his dick is down my throat. Ja’s mouth is hanging open and he moans once he bottoms out. 

“Holy shit-” he curses through clenched teeth as he fights his body and tries his absolute best not to spill just yet. “Didn’t know you could take it all.” he breathes out, trying to calm his panting. I hum in response, pulling back before pushing down all the way again. Ja’s muscles flex as his body floods with waves of pleasure. 

Prager is pulling my hips back against his now, every time he thrusts into me and with my further spread legs, he hits my sweet spot at a new angle, managing to plunge himself deeper into me. 

I moan around Ja, going weak in the arms for a second and he curses. 

“Shit. Whatever you’re doin’ Prager-” he groans, clenching his eyes closed. “Don’t stop.” 

Prager nods with a grin, relishing in the feeling of your warm walls tightly hugging him. He also takes note of the slick slowly running down your thighs. The sight turned him on so much he couldn’t wait to cum deep inside you. The way you started rocking into him indicated you were close so he was glad he wouldn’t have to restrain himself for too long.

Ja was so close to losing it, shivering and groaning every time your face pressed against his lower stomach. 

I decided to take it up a notch and hollowed my cheeks around him each time I pushed forward. This way I was creating a strong suction, not letting his dick escape my mouth when I pulled back. His tip always stayed in my mouth. 

Suddenly Ja whimpered, making my ears shoot forward.

He threw his head back moaning “Fuck, fuck fuck-” and couldn’t stop his hand from pushing your head down him as far as possible. His hips bucked forwards and he stilled while his entire body tensed and he released his load deep down your throat. 

The way you hollowed your cheeks made him cum instantly, loving the feeling of how you sucked him dry. 

Prager’s huffing turned into groans and growls as he dug his fingertips into my hips, rutting into me like there was no tomorrow. 

I swallow all of Ja’s cum and he releases my hair, sitting back on his knees and breathing heavily. I gently pull back from him, letting out a small cough before licking away any remaining cum on his dick. He watched me with soft eyes, almost falling in love at the sight. 

Prager moans, letting his head hang down for a second as he leans over my back and wraps both arms around my waist. His head is resting in the crook of my neck while his chest is pressed up against my back and his hips continue their brutal pace. Our skin slaps against each other and I know my ass is going to be red or at least a shade of purple by the time we are done.

I’m finally so close to my own high that I curl my fingers in the grass, pushing my ass further into the air so that he can access my cunt better. 

Prager doesn’t stop ploughing into me and continues the bruising pace while the sweat on our bodies mixes. 

“Prager-” I moan, closing my eyes. “I’m so- close.” 

His deep voice growls into my ear when he hears the words, making him speed up his thrusts even more. 

“Cum for us. C’mon.” he breathes, encouraging me as he feels his own high near him. 

I cry out and suddenly I’m pushed over the edge. My pussy clenches around Prager’s dick as he rides out my orgasm which leaves my arms and legs shaking. 

His hips stutter and once I’ve come down from my high, he bites down into my shoulder and buries himself as deep into me as possible. His cum shoots into me, filling me up while my now sensitive pussy throbs around him. 

His hot breath coming from his nose is fanning against my shoulder which he gently releases from his bite. Prager looks down at it, not quite sure why he felt the need to do that.

“You okay?” he whispers, nuzzling his face into my neck and awaiting a response. 

I nod, inhaling deeply. “Yeah. Much better.” 

Ja chuckles and Prager smiles before pushing himself off of me and gently pulling out. 

He leans back, examining how his semen is drizzling out of my cum stuffed cunt. 

“That’s stayin’ there.” He said, fingering it back in with his fingers. I gasp, biting down on my teeth. Ja rubs my attacked shoulder, wiping some blood away with his thumb in an attempt to soothe me a little while Prager puts my panties on, making sure most of his cum was still inside me. 

They dressed me first which I appreciated, helping me back into my pants before they clothed themselves. While they were getting dressed I just lay on the forest floor, going over what just happened. 

At least I was no longer burning up. I was sure it would come back but it was solved for now. 

They walk over to me, gently but effortlessly heaving me to my feet and both of them chuckle when my legs tremble. 

“Don’t worry, we got you.” Prager said, wrapping an arm around my waist and helping me walk again. 

When we returned to the others, the ground was a mess. The fire had been put out but a soldier which Z had probably hit was sitting on the ground with a cooling blue pack over their eye. Seems like Fike got the worst beating. 

They were all sitting on the ground and the Colonel was walking by them, making them fix all the equipment that had been broken. 

We were glad not to be a part of that and managed to rejoin them without raising suspicion. Everyone was distracted so they didn’t notice me struggling to stand and Ja and Prager refusing to leave my side. 

Tag List: @ikranwings @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @number1gal

[linelpisffxiv]

So, given some hints now I dug through live letter information after posting that...

If Alphinaud Dies is the actual reason Good Garlean’s visiting Alisaie, well, Lin’s a lot less likely to be bitter at whoever goes to Ishgard. I mean, her feelings on Alphie have swayed a lot, but it’s generally tied to her views on the Scions as a whole and idea after 2.0 (And much stronger correlations once 2.55/pre-3.0 hits), so if it’s Alisaie, Y’shtola, or Thancred who knocks at the door going “Hey there, Scions of the Seventh Dawn Deliveries. How can we help you?” There’ll be eyebrow-raising, and maybe a pointed comment about her views about the Scions as a whole, but she won’t be channeling her patron deity’s title at the person in front of her.

If I continue the RS ending scene, Lin’s going to be staying frosty towards Alphie in this draft, basically making it clear taht she has 0 plans to return to active duty while her husband still draws breath, and that she wants to spend as much time with him as possible, even if it’s mostly mornings and evenings, since they both want do play their parts to fix up Ishgard, since she will likely discover the truth around the end of 2.4 or maybe in 2.5 about her husband’s borrowed time and how her words gave him a new body, though it will hold her to only a few years before he’s unmade.

... Part of me keeps saying “Add some hint of babies ever after” but then the other side of me is like “Not only does that really fuck up the size difference kinks because that babe’s half-elezen, but that’s a dumb mix of cliches. Would Lin actually want to be a single mother (Admittedly one that has strong backing from her late husband’s family)?

This is literally the third iteration of the ending I’ve had ever since I figured out the secret. The original was Lin and Haurchefant go out with a bang (Fighting, not the other kind), and end up in the Halls, and the Fury’s all like “Be the next iteration of me” Literally a copy and paste from a possible end to a discarded universe I had.

The second was that something with M’yrr manages to break the rules, it’s almost a threesome kind of dynamic, but honestly, I feel weird giving that kind of role to one of Mocchi’s characters, since even if Lin and M’yrr will probably marry in-game, it’s more because we both want all the mounts than we feel they’re shippable.

This one is just my current idea, and it’s kind of a downer ending since it’s all “Lin gives up adventuring and just kinda accepts what’s going on as an inevitability.”

... I may find some way to basically give a real fork in 4.5 somewhere, and then go off in a non-canon direction, since right now, the RS parallels real close to the plot. Though if Z = H, I’m gonna have lots of fun with that. I’ve been debating ideas about how that works, and it definitely will play into the reveal if that’s the case.

“This is your body? Then just what is that shape you call your own?”

[notnaturalanahi]

Front row

Pairing: John x Reader

Wc: 453

Warnings: nakedness, teasing

A/N: A to Z Kinks 2.0 -  Exhibitionism with John for @bobasheebaby tags bellow the cut

He sits up in his chair as soon as you walk into your room, leaning forward elbows resting on his knees.

Front row seat, he’s ready to enjoy the show.

Dark eyes almost glowing inside his dim lit room. You lick your lips and start moving around, pretending your alone. Kicking your shoes off so you can bend over and remove your pants, one leg at a time, lifting them to the bed so you can take off your socks.

Stretching your hands over your head you allow your shirt to ride up to your bellybutton and in that moment you’d swear you can hear him growl. Your pussy throbs with excitement and you turn around to face the open window. It’s only for a second though, then your eyes focus on the line of buttons down your front and you pop open a couple of them. Your hands slide down your chest, pushing your breast together making your cleavage look fuller for an instant, before your fingers take a walk to the south, down your soft stomach.

Looking up you see him sitting back again, neck slightly resting on the edge of the backrest. One hand massaging himself through his jeans and you sigh, loudly. Your fingers slip beyond the waistband of your underwear where you find yourself drenched, but before anything can build up you bid yourself to stop and go back to strip your upper body.

Carefully enough to caress your body at all times as you take off your shirt to reveal you matching set of simple cotton underwear.

Goosebumps appear all over your naked skin, even though you’re not cold. Your chest swells in anticipation and before you can change your mind you unhook your bra and let it fall down to the floor, nipples hardening immediately, the ache causing a wave of arousal to dampen your panties.

He stands, the glimmer from the nightstand lamp hits his face and you’re able to see his handsome features more clearly; the gray-ish hair and shadow of his deep dimples through the scruff, as well as the desire in his eyes. He bites his lower lip and leans in the window frame, a loud, deep, shivering breath escapes from him causing your lower stomach muscles to spasm and you almost double over.

You look up and down at yourself feeling extremely sexy. So sexual and desirable. Finally you grab your towel and head for the bathroom, he pouts, his hands up in a questioning manner. You shrug a smirk on your lips.

This isn’t the first time you and your new neighbour play this little game, and it sure won’t be the last... But maybe next time you’ll invite him over.

A to Z kinks - Drabbles: 

@jennell79, @laurafloradora, @mandilion76, @xxsweet-little-666xx, @plaidstiel-wormstache, @akshi8278,  @destielhoneybee,

Everything: 

@nadiandreu7, @thegreatficmaster (no Sam/Jared), @mogaruke, @fangirl1802, @ria132love, @feelmyroarrrr, @just-another-busy-fangirl, @love-kittykat21, @emilyymichelle,  @imagining-supernatural, @kdfrqqg, @charliebradbury1104, @thedevilinthedetails, @docharleythegeekqueen, @artprincessbree, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @starry-chaos, @supernatural-girl97, @sam-inaflannel, @sammys-lost-shoe, @spn-dean-and-sam-winchester, @nanie5, @roxyspearing, @emoryhemsworth, @rambling-rabbit, @akshi8278, @meganwinchester1999, @geekgirl1213, @maui137, @creepykatftw  @waywardasfudge, @kickasscas67, @spnwoman, @yoursmilemakesmeloveyou, @asgardianvamp21, @michell868,

@thatpeachybandgirl, @read-the-reid, @supernaturalmistress @jensen-gal, @its-my-perky-nipples, @esoltis280, @jeanjeaniethings, @jadalecki-jackles, @destielhoneybee, @andkatiethings, @strxngersclxb

[notnaturalanahi]

Me: Sits down to write the Cherry (aka virginity) kink from my kinky smut drabble list.

Also me: Turns it into a long monologue about why women’s virginity it’s just a social construct.

[notnaturalanahi]

No time to take them off

Pairing: Dean x Fem!reader

WC: 788

Warnings: smut

A/N: A to Z Kinks 2.0 - Keeping your clothes on with Dean for @jalove-wecallhimdean Hi, you remember you requested this? Sorry I didn’t deliver sooner.

Large yawn and arms up to soothe the soreness of your neck you decide to call it a night, and push away the ancient monsters enciclopedia and chair in opposite directions at the time to get up, meeting Dean’s eyes as he stares at you.

“Imma take a shower before the food gets here with Sa,” you laugh with another yawn that leaves your eyes glassy and your insides throbbing.

You walk around the table, fingers instinctively pulling your belt from the buckle and then opening the top button of your jeans, eyes closed and arms over the head stretching, oblivious of Dean’s eyes still on you.

Leaning over his back you hug him from behind and kiss his cheek, then you turn and place a soft peck on his lips before speaking again. “If Sam gets here before me, make sure to leave some fries, ok?”

You stand back up, helping your back straighten with both hands and bending backwards, ready to head towards the locker room.

With an estrategic push of his feet on your shin, Dean ambush you and gets you to sit on his lap.  You yelp in surprise, arms wrapping around his neck to avoid falling down.

“Hey, I would never let you fall,” Dean chuckles at you. His hands land on your hips and he pressed you down on him.

“You're an ass,” you chuckle and press another kiss on his lips. Not wanting the kiss to turn into an ardent makeout session that would heat up before stopping you prepare yourself to get up, but Dean lifts one of your legs and makes you straddle him to show you how much you exited him.

“We’re gonna get caught,” you whisper in his ear before nibbling his ear lobe.

Dean responds with a growl, his hands slip up under your shirt to caress your soft skin. “I’m serious. We’re not good at being quick,” you whine.

“We will this time. I promise,” he says kissing your neck before pulling the neckline of your shirt to kiss your shoulder making you shiver.

Shaking your head you get up anyway. Dean complains.

“Oh, shut up!” You shake your head quickly shimming your pants down, kicking them to the side; being able to be barefoot inside the bunker has it benefits.

“No time to take them off,” Dean says, grabbing you by the wrist to stop you from from removing your panties.

You watch him unbuckle his belt and pop the button of his jeans, pulling the compressing fabric down his legs allowing his cock to spring free. You lick your lips at the sight. But there’s no time for that kind of foreplay.

Straddling him again, you stand on your toes  and push your underwear to the side and with your other hand you stroke him a couple of times, loving the way he moans under your touch, then you guide him to your entrance. Inhaling deeply once he’s completely seated, you move slowly at first since there not that much lubrication.

“Jesus fucking christ, sweetheart,” Dean suspires. His hands move up and down your sides until they end up on your ass to establish a faster rhythm.

He presses his face to your chest, rubbing his face around your still covered breasts. “I really wanna taste your nipples,” he admits and you chuckle realizing you want that as well.

“Fuck! And I wanna suck your cock so badly!” You kiss him with a little too much tongue, your fingers combing through his hair and your nails scraping his scalp desperately.

“You do?” Dean asks, his hands coming to your chest, to knead your breasts through your clothes.

“Yes! I wanna choke on your big cock while you lick my pussy and make me cu-hum!! The friction and thoughts of what you really want to do fulfill the mission, your legs tremble and your insides clamp around Dean.

He stands up, hands under your ass to lay you on the library table, his belt buckle rattling with every thrust. With both hands fisting his flannel your pull him closer and kiss him again and again until he cums.

The large metal door slams shut just in time. You grab your jeans and run from the room, laughing at your own wobbly legs.

Sam stands at the end of the table, staring at his brother, suspicious look on his face.

“What?” Dean tries to look as innocent and he can with his jeans opened under the table and his cock still half hard and leaking.

“Smells weird in here.” Sam sniffs the air around him.

“Oh yeah,” says Dean. “That would be Y/N, she really needed a shower.”

Everything

@nadiandreu7, @thegreatficmaster (no Sam/Jared), @mogaruke, @fangirl1802, @ria132love @feelmyroarrrr, @just-another-busy-fangirl, @love-kittykat21, @emilyymichelle, @imagining-supernatural, @kdfrqqg, @charliebradbury1104, @thedevilinthedetails, @docharleythegeekqueen, @artprincessbree, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @starry-chaos, @supernatural-girl97, @sammys-lost-shoe, @spn-dean-and-sam-winchester, @nanie5, @roxyspearing, @emoryhemsworth, @rambling-rabbit, @akshi8278, @meganwinchester1999, @geekgirl1213, @maui137, @waywardasfudge, @kickasscas67, @spnwoman, @yoursmilemakesmeloveyou, @asgardianvamp21, @michell868,

@thatpeachybandgirl, @read-the-reid, @supernaturalmistress @jensen-gal, @its-my-perky-nipples, @esoltis280, @jeanjeaniethings, @jadalecki-jackles, @destielhoneybee, @andkatiethings, @strxngersclxb, @just-ladyme, @thisismysecrethappyplace

Dean/Jensen:

@missmotherhen, @chennyetomlinson, @jennell79, @ruprecht0420, @jalove-wecallhimdean, @evyiione, @laurafloradora, @fanfreak07, @superapplepie, @wingedcatninja, @sandlee44, @plaidstiel-wormstache, @lessons-of-red, @supernatural-fan-123, @mandilion76, @aly-winchester, @winchesterdemon67-library, @destielhoneybee, @carribear31, @treat-winchesterswith-kindness

[notnaturalanahi]

A to Z Kinks 2.0?

This is like a long shot, but I will most likely do another A to Z Kinks once I’m done with the 2 remaining kinks (phone sex and Underwear!kink) I’d probably need help finding new kinks though... *wink wink* send me the kinks you’d love to see in this new version!!

[notnaturalanahi]

Jealousy with Dean for the Kink drabbles,

There’s nothing hotter than a Jealous Dean Winchester... Or maybe I’m the jealous one? *wink-elbow-wink*

You got it babe!

A to Z Kinks 2.0

[notnaturalanahi]

Hey! I saw your kink drabbles were still open and I was wondering if I could request Outdoors with Cas where you’re hunting in the woods at night with the brothers and Cas pops in and fucks you without the brothers knowing and then leaves afterwards? Is that too detailed?

Sex with Cas in the woods can’t never be too detailed!

O goes to Cas

A to Z Kinks 2.0