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jellyfishoreo1206 · 11 months

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OVERSTIMULATING PRISMO/SCARAB

NSFW, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Prismo

You can't fuck a beam of light but what you can do is fuck the 3D human manifesting of himself

Very sensitive in general, touch him and he'll shiver (in a good way)

He'll always have some sort of contact when doing the deed with you

He's so touch-starved

Blushes very easily too

I cannot stress this enough

WHINES, WHIMPERS EVEN

You can't convince me otherwise, he whines at the start, during and at the end

His whimpers are so beautiful omg

HE'S A WHORE FOR YOU (affectionately)

Also, Bottom Vibes™

TRANS PRISMO

He got that Primussy

Would 200% preferred to be eaten out until he squirts several times all over your tongue

Though he doesn't mind you drilling into him and making him turn dumb with your name being the only thing spilling out of his mouth (dw afab ppl, he's ecstatic with pegging too)

Just makes him more addicted to the feeling

Though if it's to much you two have a safe word

Can you guess what it is?

It's Pickles

"Fu—uuck- t-to muCH~!" Prismo laid his back against the wood of the jacuzzi, arching his hips further into your mouth despite his protests as your tongue circled around that sensitive little button of his, right above his entrance. Sweat was forming on his forehead as he strained to keep his eyes focused on you, right in-between his thighs. Oh Glob you looked so good between his thighs, eating him out as if you were starved fpr months on end and had a mouth-watering three course meal laid out in front of you.

His vision was slightly blurry from the tears of pleasure forming, moans leaving his mouth in strings as you give a hard suck to his sex, squeezing his eyes closed as he threw his head back. Legs trembled from all the pleasure, the hand in your hair tugging at the strands gently as he squirms underneath you, drool begining to drip from his mouth.

The familiar sensation of a knot was starting to form within his stomach, making him feel hot all over as more sweat starts to form, pants and gasps mixing in with his moans. A particularly loud yelp leaves his bruised lips when suddenly two fingers were inserted into his heat. You continued to suck and lick at his clit with passion, pumping them in and out of him at a delicious pace that makes his eyes roll back.

Angling your fingers you rub at the one spot that turns him into a babbling mess, bringing up your other hand to rub at his clit to give your mouth a break. A string of salvia and his arousal form, a curse falling from your lips as you admired your work. The inside of his thighs were absolutely soaked with his sticky juices and previous orgasms as his hips desperately moved themselves more into your touch, chest rising and falling at a rapid pace as the sound of his whimpers graced your ears.

He was such a piece of work, so beautiful right in front of you like this.

Mouth open as a avalanche of sounds escape into the cube, piercing blue eyes filled with tears as he tries to keep his attention on you, smooth tan skin glistening with sweat as his breathing becomes uneven, pink curly hair a absolute mess; he was just so beautiful underneath you like this.

The pulsing and squeezing of his walls gives away how close he is, at this point he was riding your fingers trying to get himself up to that burning white pleasure. Lidded eyes watched him as you assisted him by mumbling words of praise by his ear, leaving bites and hickey's anywhere on his skin that was available. Everything to get him closer to that edge.

"CoM-ComiNG!" Loud whimpers spill out of his mouth, his arousal squirting all over you and himself, making another mess. You continued to pump your fingers inside of him making sure to ride out his high, spongy walls convulsing around your digits as small noises leave his throat.

"That's it baby, that's it~" Once his breathing started to become even you slowly slipped out your fingers, a whine leaving his lips from the extreme sensitivity as they dragged over those small crevices inside of himself.

"Such a messy boy," You cooed, placing small kisses all over his face while he recovers from the pleasure, eyes begining to focus on his surroundings, "Was that okay? I didn't go to far right?" Prismo swallowed all the salvia that was building up in his mouth, looking over at you with a small smile on his face as he shook his head no. "It was perfect, babe. Now help me up I don't think I'll be able to walk."

"I only ate you out?" You teased, a grin taking place.

"Yeah and I'm pretty sure my legs will fall right under me."

"Yeah yeah, okay."

He gets very needy for you

For your touch too

And it's always whenever you are trying to work

So usually whenever he gets needy, you'll just push a toy into him to shut him up or at least satisfy him until you're done

Usually it's a control vibrator, sometimes a dildo for him to ride on if you feel like it

Oh he absolutely loves it

Loves it even more when you watch him get off on it and come several times from it

If he feels like you take to long he'll start begging you to join him, even moan your name in the most sluttiest way he can to persuade you

It never really works, but goddamn does he sound so adorable when he's begging for you

Whimpers fill the dim bedroom as the sound of bedsheets wrinkling meets your ears, the only thing lighting up the room being a single lamp on top your desk as the moon shines through the window. You write away at the papers that scattered the desktop, organizing them into different piles to get through with it quicker in order to turn them in before the deadline you were given.

Unfortunately, Prismo got needy and kept distracting you. Glancing over at the bed, you watch as Prismo laid on his stomach, drooling as he looks up at you with lust filled eyes, hips grinding down on the dildo that was stuffing his cunt so deliciously. Nearly filling him up to the brim. The wet sounds that filled the room made you groan, starting to feel your core swirl in deep arousal as you continued to watch with lidded eyes.

It was quite literally music to your ears when you listened to his struggling whimpers as he attempted to fit the dildo inside of him at first, only being able to take about 5 centimeters of it before crying out how thick it was. He was able to get the rest of it in eventually with enough lube and praise, the stretch of it making him feel so full and stuffed it made him see stars.

Whines flood the room once he realizes that you were paying attention to him, his movements starting to speed up as desperate moans of your name leave his mouth, begging you to join him or at least touch him. It's pathetic, in a cute way, he's probably cummed like what, two times already? Such a whore he was, and yet here he was begging for you to touch him.

A burst of pleasure shoots out throughout Prismo's body, the sounds of his third orgasm echoing throughout the room as his juices stain the already soaked bedsheets, "nGH~! O-oh g—goLB!" He whimpers, eyes shut tightly as he rides out his high as best as he could, continuing to grind down on the toy even after his high passed. The little shocks of overstimulation are just so addictive, feeling his walls flutter around the silicone of the toy and feeling the veins of it scrape against his walls.

"Look at you, such a pretty whore." Standing up from the desk, you walk over to the bed watching as he continues to pleasure himself as you approach, his thighs becoming shaky. Once close enough you grab his chin, the feeling of his stubble brushing against the skin of your palm, gently stroking a thumb against his flushed cheek as you stared into those tear filled eyes of his.

"You think you can come for me one more time?"

I love submissive whimpering characters

Scarab

A freak in the sheets

Literally

He hasn't thought about the idea of overstimulation, cause he hasn't done the hanky panky with anyone

Fucking nERD

A virgin if you will

He can't really do anything in his actual form, his suit it quite literally his exoskeleton

I'd guess he would resort to his human form if he had too

Unless he has sensitive spots around his exoskeleton (referencing that one AO3 fic by SimonPretrikovsWife thank you for gracing us with such a masterpiece 🙏🙏🙏)

Like Prismo, sensitive as well

And touch-starved

But confused on what to do

So you would probably have to take the lead for this one

Though since this is most likely his first time you'd probably have to hold back on overstimulating him when you guys do the deed

Doesn't mean you can't bring the idea back up when you guys have done it a few times >:)

Also controversial, but I believe he also whimpers but not as much as Prismo

"Can I keep going?"

Currently as of now, Scarab's human form laid right in front of you in your bed, clothes discarded all around the room except for his boxers. His pale skin was flushed a bright red, avoiding eye contact as they shyly nodded at the question. He looks so beautiful, especially with the setting sun coloring his body with yellows, pinks, and oranges, as he lays down underneath you with pillows and blankets scattered all around him.

Scarab had actually brought up the idea of getting more intimate with each other, though he had no idea what he was doing though since this was his first time actually going further with someone. Beforehand, you two made sure what the other wanted and what not to do unless they verbally said so, even coming up with a safe word in case it gets to much for them and gets overwhelmed.

"Okay, just relax baby.. I'll start off slow."

Smoothing your hands over their bare chest, you hear a gasp leave him when your fingers softly brushed over his perked nipple, a shiver going throughout their nerves. Smirking, you bring your fingers back up to the nipple, gently circling it at a teasing pace before pinching it softly with your index and thumb, further extracting a soft moan from the auditor beneath you, head thrown back into the pillows surrounding the two of you.

Just like himself, his moans are absolutely beautiful, watching as they rubbed their pale thighs together from the arising pleasure in his boxers and the look of lust becoming more prominent in their dark eyes.

"More.." Came the breathy response of Scarab, shy demeanor pushed to the side as they look up at you with lidded eyes.

Moving your hand further down, it hovers over the wet spot that was beginning to form in their boxers, a sound of embarrassment coming from Scarab as he covers their face only to peek through their fingers to watch your movements. Testing the waters, you merely palm at the spot at a slow pace, watching for any negative reactions. So far, none, as Scarab let's out a mirage of small moans and, believe it or not, whimpers.

Putting a little bit more pressure into palming, you start to feel small twitches through the fabric, the sounds Scarab was making seeming to become more higher in pitch the more time you spent. In a matter of seconds he was putty underneath you, lifting up their hips to feel more, a unfamiliar knot starting to form in their "stomach".

"I f-feel st—strANge..!"

"Let it happen, baby.." Scarab didn't know what they were expecting, but the sheer amount of pleasure they felt when that knot finally popped was an experience that nothing else can be compared to. Everything sounded so fuzzy, eyesight seeming to black out for a few seconds while his mind was consumed by the aftershocks of the pleasure.

When he was conscious of his own again, they found themselves staring up at the ceiling when you walked through the door with a glass of water and towel in hand. "You alright? You seemed out of it for a bit.." It was a simple question, an easy question that Scarab can answer.

"Yes..it was quite the experience.."

"Good or bad?"

Taking a sip of the water, Scarab thought over the overall idea of the experience, stringing together the words to give an exact replica of what he felt as you cleaned them up, being mindful of how sensitive he might be.

"...Good, very good."

After coming once he is all tuckered out for the first few times

And it's because of the lack of physical touch he has never experienced for centuries on end

If they were to go another round he would be overwhelmed and it might even hurt for them

But after a few times he's adjusted to it, even sometimes having enough energy to return the favor

Make sure he's comfortable and asking if he's okay during it

Praise makes this little bug so weak omg

Makes his stomach(?) flutter with butterflies

They deserve the whole world

Moans echoed around the room, Scarab in his bug form leaning against you while your hand was in-between their legs. Your hand was starting to cramp up from how fast you were moving your hand in circles. Doesn't matter right now though, Scarab's pleasure first.

Just not to long ago, you found out Scarab had a few sensitive spots all along his exoskeleton, you found out while cuddling them and accidentally brushed your leg up against their crotch, a visible shiver going throughout their body and a tiny sound escaping behind that mask of his.

"Glob..! I'm clo–osee!" Speeding up, you watched in awe at the auditor in front of you. Back arched, hands grabbing onto your arms in a vice grip, head thrown back, thighs clamping together making sure your hand isn't going anywhere. Glob they are such a beauty, they always are.

A particularly loud moan comes from him, his whole entire body spasming as if stuck by lighting, wings fluttering. Heavy breathing could be heard from behind the mask, eyes closed as their face faced the ceiling, recovering from the orgasm. Assuming his high rode down after rubbing small circles, you pulled your hand away from in between their legs, the cramps starting to be more present now that it was not moving anymore.

"Mm n-no.."

Looking up, his head was turned the other way, clutching at the sleeves of your shirt tightly as to make sure your hand didn't go any further. You waited for them to elaborate.

"I..I want to try the uh," He attempts to find the words for it, his facial expression seeming to become more embarrassed as glowing orbs of yellow dart all around the room, avoiding your eyes. You wait patiently, bringing the unoccupied hand up to their face as a way to comfort them. It seemed to work, their shoulders slumping a bit, leaning into the warmth of your hand, antenna seeming to relax from their upright position.

"Do you remember when you wanted to try overstimulation?"

It doesn't take a genius to know where he's getting at. "Are you sure?"

Scarab seemed hesitant, though as confident as he could, nodded a yes. Being given the go ahead, you pulled them onto your lap, a yelp leaving him in the process as their hands shoot for your shoulders. With a leg in-between their legs and your hands on their hips, you made sure to start off slow, moving them back and forth on your thigh.

Since they had an orgasm not to long ago, Scarab was still feeling the slight after shocks of it, the pleasure seeming to be more intense for him as little whimpers left his throat.

"Glob you look so pretty like this, did you know that? So pretty whimpering for me while I pleasure you.." The praise seemed to fuel him even more, as they started to grind down on your thigh to feel more of that delicious friction rubbing against their core. It made his mind dizzy with pleasure, pants and moans spilling out as they hold onto you for support, back arched.

It seemed the knot in their stomach formed much faster when they came the first time, his moans becoming more frequent as their grip on your shoulders tightens. A strip of salvia slipped out underneath their mask, his antenna and wings twitched in correspondence to the immense pleasure.

He was always insecure about the features of his true form, seeing them as "weird" and "anomalies" due to the amount of comments that he was told by his higher ups (FUCK YOU ORBO), leading to them hiding them away for years on end without ever showing them, even in private. Though with enough time and praise, they've soon come to see what you saw in them, beauty. It felt nice, after centuries of keeping them hidden, though they only do it in private or with you around due to the fear of the comments from others. You guys are working on it though.

The knot seemed to have gotten tighter, his breathing starting to become heavy as they feel themselves tipping over the edge, variations of your name spilling out as they slowly grow more aroused.

"G–gLOB! Close..! CLoS–e..!" Oh he turned into an absolute mess whenever it came to your touch. They swear that you have to be some type of deity to be able to put them in such a state, to be able to make them sound they way they do as of now.

"Is my beautiful Scarab already close?" You purred, one of your hands roaming up towards their chest, gently brushing at the blood red exoskeleton of theirs as another whine left them, leaning more into your warmth. "Such a good little bug.." The praise gave Scarab the final push he needed to the edge as they finally came, wings fluttering like a hummingbirds with a waterfall of noises leave their mouth.

Slowing down, you watched in awe as he flopped onto you, heaving heavily as they recover from such a experience though it seems that it may have drained quite a bit of energy from them..

Gently nudging them once their breathing evened out, his eyes peeked open, pupils a light shade of purple as they make direct eye contact with you. "Do you want to clean up now or do you wanna rest up first?" Saying it in a hushed tone, you already knew your answer when they closed their eyes again, melting into your body to absorb the warmth radiating off your body. Chucking, you placed a small kiss onto his forehead, pulling the sheets over you two as the both of you bathed in the afterglow.

As I said, I love submissive whimpering characters

(do not point out the fact that I accidentally rushed Scarabs part 😭😭)

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