Taunting.
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!! 18+
TW: adopted-cest, CNC, Vaginal sex, oral (f) receiving, breeding, degrading, and tw definitely not canon Draco.
Draco Malfoy x Fem! Reader SMUT
How could he possibly ignore her when she was practically begging to be looked at? Draco's thoughts plagued him, his family surrounded the table as they all listened to the Dark Lord spew his thoughts & rants though Draco never listened.
His eyes remained on the pretty Y/N, his little ‘sister’ Though she was adopted years ago, they still insisted that she was his sister. Draco didn't mind, he didn't mind at all that he got to watch the girl prance around their home in scald clothing. Almost teasing Draco, asking how much self-control did he have. He could barely focus then, now that she was dressed in that pretty little dress that showed off her perfect little waist, Merlin couldn't help him now.
Draco stare bored holes into Y/N’s head, she turned her eyes from Voldermort to her brother, who just smirked at her, giving her a small wink. Y/N smiled slightly at him, and Draco knew he needed to get that dress off of her. The thought of her staring at him with those pretty little eyes made him strain against his black pants, he quietly got up. Excusing himself, he looked at Y/N almost signaling her, and what a smart girl she was. She quickly stood and gracefully excused herself as well.
Draco quickly rushed upstairs, followed by Y/N. The two made it upstairs, the corridors were cold and dark. As Y/N was about to inquire about what was wrong, Draco pushed her up against the wall, breathing her in.
Y/N let out a meek noise, trapped between the wall and Draco’s body. He smelt like an expensive cologne, he looked down at her as she didn't dare make eye contact with him.
“What… are you doing?” She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Draco’s hand went to her hip, pressing himself onto her lower stomach.
Draco chuckled darkly, “Are you really shocked, darling?” His voice seemed more strained than normal, “Walking around in that, you're practically begging for it.” He raised his hand to her chin, forcing her to look at him. “I’m talking to you, Y/N, look at me when I do.” His voice was low, almost venomous.
“How rude.” Y/N softly muttered, her hands on his chest, slightly pushing him off. “You dare speak to me like that? You’re my brother for Merlin sake.”
Draco’s hand that lay on her thigh slowly went up, ignoring her complaints. His icy eyes filled with lust, his mouth slightly agape as he touched her panties.
“Merlin, Y/N, how could you be mad at me when you're dripping? Such a pervert.” Draco laughed, Y/N blushed trying to push him off.
Y/N used her strength to completely get him off. “I’ll scream for Father, get away from me!” She whispered-yelled, quickly walking back down the stairs before she took the second step down, Draco grabbed her wrist roughly.
He quickly pushed her down to the floor, holding her mouth, straddling her. “You’ll enjoy this, trust me.” Draco left his pale hand on her mouth, the other hand fumbling with his suit pants. Though, Y/N was a force to be reckoned with. Biting his hand roughly. Draco gasped, pulling his hand away quickly, Y/N didn't scream though, as he examined his hands. “Little bitch!” He slapped her, not hard but not exactly light. Y/N quickly teared up, her cheek a bit red.
“I hate you!” Y/N attempted to wiggle from under him. Draco rolled his eyes, his sly hand going under her dress. Ripping her underwear off, Y/N gasped at that and her face turned red with anger. “I swear to Merlin, I’ll scream!”
“Yet you haven't.” Pulling his throbbing cock out, “I was willing to go to my bedroom, make this a bit more comfortable for you.” Draco pumped himself a few times; looking down at her body. Y/N eyes widened at the view she had, clenching her thighs shut. “But, you don't deserve that, fuckin’ bitch.” With that, in one fluid motion, Draco thrusted deeply into her.
Y/N cried out, Draco quickly hushed her with a harsh slap. The warmth of her pussy made him melt and the tightness of it was basically milking him. Draco couldn't help but moan, grabbing her hair as his eyes closed. He couldn't help but give it another thrust, and another until the sound of slapping was filing the corridor.
Y/N didn't want to give in, didn't want to admit defeat but a hefty whine left her lips as he rubbed her clit. Draco felt proud of himself, “Slut, enjoying your brother's cock, yeah?”
Y/N didn't answer as she used her legs to push him deep inside of her, “Want me to fill you up, huh?” Draco leaned to her ear, rubbing her clit steadily as he harshly snapped his hips into her. Y/N nodded helplessly, unable to deny her needs any longer. “Say it.” He softly bit her ear lobe.
Her moans came before her voice as she groaned, “Dr… Please!” It came out louder than she intended, “Please.” She could finally get out.
“Mmm…” Draco felt his stomach tighten, “I’ll take that, only because you're being so good to me. Not screaming or anything.” He praised, quickly kissing her lips. Y/N bit his bottom lip, hard, though Draco loved it.
Blood was Y/N could taste as she sucked his bottom lip, almost soothing her. Draco moaned and pulled away, grabbing her neck as his hips stuttered. He couldn't help it, her cunt begged for it.
“Let me get you pregnant, God, let me cum inside that pretty pussy, yeah?” Draco begged; his thoughts only of her swollen and filled, carrying his heir. Y/N only let out a whimper in response.
Draco bucked his hips inside of her, leaning down to kiss her, sweat dripping from his hair as he came deep inside of her. His muscles locked up, and his entire body shook in response. Moaning and groans came from the blonde boy. Y/N gave one final whimper, as he pulled out.
He breathed heavily, his eyes like a predator looking at prey. He smirked down at her as his chest went up & down rapidly. His muscular hands landed on her bare thighs, leaning down toward her cunt.
“Don’t think I was gonna make you cum, huh? Think I'm that bad in bed; you’d love that, wouldn't you?” He taunted, then licked her cunt from bottom to top, a long and taunting lick.
“F-uck you!” She breathed out as he sucked her clit, abusing the bundle of nerves.
Draco lightly grazed his teeth, her hands went to his blonde hair and pulled it slightly; he groaned. He saw his cum dripping out of her, he brought his hand towards her mouth. Y/N didn't need directions as she sucked his fingers. Draco took his fingers and trusted them into her, pushing all his cum back inside of her. His tongue quickly went back to her clit, Kitty licking.
It didn't take long for Y/N's eyes to roll into the back of her skull. Letting out a pornstar moan, her pussy clenching around Draco’s fingers. He continued to lick and thrust his fingers inside her until her orgasm was over.
Draco sucked his fingers, the salty and sweet taste of her & his cum filled his mouth, bringing a smile to his face. He sat next to her, putting his cock back inside his pants, his hair soaked and mouth puffy and wet. Y/N looked over at him, with cloudy eyes.
“You were asking for it.” He muttered, smirking. Y/N curled up to him, he rubbed her hair. “I’m sorry for hitting you, baby.” His voice was loving, as he stroked her tear-stained cheek.
“…It’s okay.” Her voice croaked, as she looked up at him. Draco gave a real smile, his canines showing.
“Good Girl.”
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This is my first smut I've written on here, it's not GREAT. Hopefully, you enjoyed it, if I made any mistakes or anything, let me know! Thank you.
- it’s Leo!
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The Sheep King and his Demon AU
Aka Bsd where Chuuya doesn't join the Port Mafia.
Just in the aftermath of Odasaku's death, Dazai running off to the Sheep's base.
His mind is blank, he doesn't know where to go but subconsciously he runs to the only safe place he has.
The Sheep are used to Dazai showing up whenever he wants. They're in a meeting and pause their discussion to say hi.
But something is immediately off.
Dazai is crying.
Chuuya sits them both down and has him in his arms immediately. Shirase quickly gets up with several others to ensure Dazai hasn't been followed.
He's usually so much careful, not that they'd blame him if he had been followed.
They've never seen him so distressed, and they hate every second of it.
Yuan grabs a blanket and puts it around Dazai's shoulders.
Chuuya shoots her a thankful look, holding Dazai close and wiping his tears.
"Odasaku's dead" Says Dazai, his voice nothing but a haunted whisper. And yet it echos in the mind of all the Sheep.
Chuuya holds him closer, he knows how much Oda meant to Dazai. "It was Mori, he set it all up." He sniffles, burying his head on Chuuya's chest and going silent.
The only sound his tears.
Anger doesn't even begin to describe how Chuuya feels. He focuses on Dazai, on holding him and comforting him.
Dazai needed him here, he didn't need him to go on a one man rampage against the Port Mafia Boss.
Although, Chuuya knows without even needing to ask that it wouldn't be him alone. He can practically feel the anger in the air from the rest of the Sheep.
Shirase returns, having heard everything. His eyes are narrowed with nothing but hate. Yuan is death glaring the wall like it was Mori himself.
Chuuya's glad Dazai can't see his facial expression. He cards a hand through his hair and holds his boyfriend close.
Your safe.
Your safe.
He can't get you here.
I won't let him.
If Mori wanted a war, Chuuya would give him a massacre. And he wouldn't be alone. The Sheep protect their own and Dazai was there's.
There would be hell to pay.
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GUYS. I HAD SOME THOUGHTS AND I NEED TO SHARE THEM HOWEVER MINISCULE
so yk how the right side of the brain supposedly controls emotions and the left side controls logic? (Im not a bio student dont come at me)
SOO think about beast! dazai.
In the original canon universe, while in the mafia, Dazai's bandages were over his right eye, which can be taken as covering the right side of the head/brain, symbolic of how this Dazai chose cold logic over emotions and also showing how, when Odasaku died, taking the bandages down with him, Dazai's right side, responsible for emotions, opened, allowing him to listen to his emotions for once and fulfil Odasaku's dying wish
BUT IN THE BEAST AU, one thing I've noticed is that his bandages are over his left eye. As in, he is covering his logical side, leaving his emotional side open. Hear me out. this, imo is symbolic of how this Dazai, is a reflection, a creation, of the original Dazai's emotions. The original Dazai chose to allow his emotions to rule over his logic for once by writing in the Book to create a world where Oda would be alive. This Dazai? He is a manifestation of Dazai's emotions, because he's acting on the original him's emotions, to fulfil something which the original Dazai was unable to
I have no idea whatsoever where im going with this but i needed to share it.
Edit: ahem ahem we do not talk abt the fact that the eyes are connected to opposite sides of the brain or smth .
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Very much considering writing a Dark!Snape fic where over the summer after his sixth year Severus finally decides to indulge himself and bite back against everyone who decides to hurt him.
He’s not certain he’ll join the Dark Lord, but he certainly won’t be outdone by trust fund babies in terms of who can be the most despicable.
He spends the entire summer at a muggle library, researching muggle methods of torture: from medieval to modern, psychological to physical, subliminal to overt. After all, you can’t just give up when you lose some magic stick. He’s a halfblood, which means twice the cultural exposure to depravity.
Imagine Severus graduating and evolving into some invisible wartime monster, an adept, illusive torturer who leaves no magical trace, one that the ministry is convinced found a way to remove residual magic signatures and traces to avoid being caught but it’s just textbook adaptations of muggle war crimes.
What better way to be invaluable to the Dark Lord regardless of if he’s a double agent than to distract the ministry of magic so thoroughly that they have as much cause for concern over you than Lord Voldemort himself. And the effectiveness of his methods even when dealing with those who are hardened from the violences involved wizarding war, who think themselves able to withstand anything short of death, woefully unprepared for alternative methods of information extraction.
After all, finite incantatem won’t stop the waterboarding or undo the muggle restraints.
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The Wizengamot, after receiving the reports on one of Snape’s experiments: What curse could make such precise cuts along the nerve endings yet also leave ZERO magical signature? The Department of Mysteries must find out in partnership with with DMLE. It’s of upmost importance we find a counter to this devastating piece of dark magic.
Severus Snape, holding an X-ACTO knife and an anatomy textbook: this is just as tedious as ingredient prep just there’s so much more NOISE can you PLEASE shut the fuck up I’m trying to learn where this nerve is in your arm. Yelling does you no good.
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Anyways yea dead dove asf but the POTENTIAL??? The possible edits for this concept?? Lawd.
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