#darkiplier smut

[samuelthesilly]

Babygirl help I accidentally made it horny

[weirdlyhornyforegos]

Be Greedy

This idea is over a year old and self indulgent, so you know, par for the course ;p Was fun to write :3 Darkiplier x amab reader

Wordcount: 1200+

Tags/warnings: Somno, frottage/grinding

You know Dark doesn't sleep much, and that the few times he does, he really needs to, so you should let him.

Pressed close under the covers with you, he's still and relaxed.

You really should let him sleep.

But, in your defense, he's very warm in your hold, his bare back pressed against your chest, his boxer covered ass pressed snugly against your crotch.

You're barely awake, but your cock is already fully hard, a wet dream you're already forgetting the cause of that hardness.

But not the warm body pressed against you.

He might be asleep, but he has more than once said that you can take what you want, almost whenever you want.

And you want.

Oh, you so very much want.

And he should stay asleep.

So, carefully, slowly, you start to grind against Dark's ass. Just the tiniest of movements at first, testing the waters.

He doesn't stir, still and fast asleep. You press your face against the back of his hair, smelling your shampoo that he stole last night. It makes you smile as you keep rocking your hips, now with a little more force and purpose.

Dark's ass is firm against your cock, and every drag of your hips against it sends sparks up pleasure of your spine.

It's a simple motion, but it feels so good, knowing that it's Dark you're rubbing against. Certainly a lot better than your hand, or a pillow, or the mattress.

As your hips move you move your head so you can kiss his back, tempted to bite down and mark that pretty grey skin.

But you don't, instead just breathing against him as your hips keep pressing against his ass. You bite your lips to keep moans from escaping.

Dark doesn't even need to do anything to make you feel good. Him just being in your arms is enough. You squeeze your arms around him, and though for a moment he stirs and makes you hold your breath and stop, he doesn't seem to wake, so you resume.

You can feel your orgasm build up, your cock leaking, dampening the fabric of your underwear and his.

With every roll of your hips you get closer and closer, and it's getting harder and harder to keep quiet. Part of you wants to shove yours and his underwear down so you can get skin on skin, and cover that pretty ass of his in your cum, but part of you also wants to cum in your underwear like this, the taboo feeling of it all heightening the pleasure.

You don't try to control your tempo at all at this point, moving your hips as fast or slow as you feel like, a little less concerned with Dark waking up with how close you are to cumming.

You squeeze your arms around him once again, and to just a little surprise, one of Dark's hands moves to squeeze one of your arms.

"Taking what we want this morning, are we?" His voice is rough, still filled with sleep, you're not even sure he's more than half awake. You only answer him with a hum, not stopping or even slowing down. You are so close, so close to tipping over that final edge that little else matters. The act of getting "caught", if anything, heightens it all.

"Greedy." Dark yawns and stretches, the move rubbing his ass against your sensitive cock, and finally sending you over the edge.

You cum with a grunt of Dark's name, and clutch him as tight as you possibly can. He just chuckles low, letting you press against him as your cum dampens both of your underwear even more.

You both just lay there for a few moments, you basking in the feeling of your orgasm, Dark turning a little more awake with each passing second.

"What a greedy little thing." Dark comments, and you can't help but snort into his back, planting another kiss against warm skin. Like he hadn't encouraged you multiple times before to do just this.

Dark pokes at your arms, making you loosen them up so he can turn around in your arms. He grabs your face, just inspecting it for a moment while you try not to grin like a fool, which you are sure you fail by the way he scoffs, but he drags you into a kiss anyway.

It's slow, his lips pressed against yours for a few seconds before they move, leading into more and more kisses, both of your breaths turning heavy.

Tossing away the duvet, you drag Dark on top of you, making him straddle one of your thighs. Your hands clutch his hips, encouraging him to drag his hardening cock against your thigh from the second he's settled. He stops kissing you, but keeps himself pressed down, mouth going to kiss over your neck before moving slightly upwards.

"You want me to cum like this? To cover your thigh with my cum?" He speaks low right next to your ear, chuckling as you nod, squeezing his hips tight.

"How uncouth." He remarks, pretending he's above such an ask only for a moment before he starts moving his hips against you. His cock is hard, but his mouth is soft as it moves over your neck, placing kisses as he goes.

Part of you wants to drag him into kisses as he rubs himself against the meat of your thigh, but you don't want to let go of his hips for a moment, so you don't, letting him fully set the pace.

His hips are moving with decent speed, for once seeming more set on cumming rather than drawing it out for as long as possible.

Or maybe, he's in one of his moods where he wants to cum as many times as he physically can.

That would certainly help him rest and sleep afterwards, though he is clearly not resting now, his mouth moving from kisses to bites and hickeys while his hips keep moving.

His cock leaks over your thigh, with every passing second making it easier and easier to slide against your skin, even through his boxers.

He's never been the most loud, but you catch those small moans and grunts between the ones he makes you let out as he marks up your skin.

You only let go of one hip to scratch your nails against his back, having let them grow long enough since you know he loves the slight sting. He hisses against you, and as you scratch over his back a second time, he cums with a low growl of your name.

You grin, pressing down on his back as he cums, keeping him in place as hips stutter to a halt.

He breathes heavily for a few moments, before pushing against your hold so he can sit up and lean back, looking down at you with black eyes.

"Certainly a good way to wake up, no?" You ask with a grin, eyeing the damp material of his boxers and your own underwear.

"Certainly." Dark dryly remarks, but you can tell he's trying to hide a smirk. He gets up and out of bed, although only after giving you a pinch on the thigh not covered in his cum.

He takes his underwear off, throwing it into your laundry basket, not even giving you a glance to check if you are following him as he heads towards the bathroom.

He doesn't need to check, because you are right behind him, peeling your own soaked underwear off as you do so.

He's not hard again yet, but you know as soon as you get into that shower you are going to make it your mission to make him be.

[sardonic-the-writer]

Uhhhhhh 👀

Darkiplier spice???

😳

DARKIPLIER SPICE/SMUT

You. Are. His

In every way possible

And I don't just mean that relationship wise

Your neck? His to mark. Your hips? His to cover in his handprints. Your lips? His to kiss

And if walls could talk-

Oh boy if walls could talk

Dark is not gentle to say the least; well not most of the time. For him there's a difference between sex and lovemaking, something you've come to learn

Another little fun fact about Dark is that when he sees your climax coming, more times than not the demon will start glitching violently with satisfaction. You begin to see three Darks instead of two

Something that manages to please you more

Like I said

You're his

[darkiplierxreader]

My apologies for not specifying the ego. Can you do Darkiplier for 30 from the angst prompts?

No problem!

Prompt: 30. “Did it ever occur to you that you’re hurting me too?”

Not My Intention

You couldn’t believe him. How could he hide this from you? He knew you loved him, and he loved you, but this changed… everything. “Darling-“ Dark’s hand reached out toward you and tried to speak but you cut him off, “How could you hide this from me?” You ask, confusion and betrayal laced in your voice.

Red and blue surrounded his body like an… aura of some sort, the sight otherworldly to you as his skin was now an ashy grey, his normal brown eyes a complete onyx black. “I thought I really knew you.” You said quietly.

His hand that was outstretched to you faltered a bit before it slowly fell back to his side. You two were in a strange place, nothing but endless black surrounding the both of you. You felt like the inky blackness would swallow you at any second. “You know I love you, so why?” You questioned.

“Why keep it from me that you’re a demon? I don’t understand. Were you never going to tell me?” You keep asking questions, making Dark frown. “I was doing it to protect you.” Dark responded.

“Protect me from what, Dark? Your own insecurities? You know I’d accept you for everything that you are.” Your anger was becoming increasingly prominent.

“To protect you from myself.” he answered, his hands clenching into gentle fists. “The last thing I’d ever want is you to be afraid of me.” he explained. You scoff at his response. “I didn’t want to risk ruining we have.” he added, taking a step toward you, but you took one back.

“Well did you ever even think about how I’d feel about you lying to me? Did it ever occur to you that you’re hurting me too, especially by keeping a secret like this from me?” You ask, your eyes slowly starting to gloss over with tears.

“I-“ he started and you just shook your head, “No. I don’t want to hear it. Please, just… I need time to think and I need space.” You say.

“Take me home.”

[whitesuitdarkiplier]

I have a concept! Bimbofication with Darkiplier (he/him reader) I just wanna be a slut for Dark while he drains all higher thought from my head & uses me for his pleasure 🥴😩

YES. This one is a little long, but I just couldn’t help myself. Things get very spicy. I hope you enjoy! 🖤

You hadn’t meant to be distracted or distant, life just kinda got in the way. With so much going on and so much you had to do, things just got away from you. Things like your visits with Dark. And truthfully, it escaped your notice.

But it sure as hell didn’t escape his.

He appeared so suddenly it had made you jump. But even after the initial shock wore off, it was clear that something was wrong. Waves of powerful anger rolled off of him, cyan and scarlet glitches multiplying as you were drawn into the void until all that was left was the two of you. As you stared at him, fear beginning to raise the hairs on the back of your neck, every glorious aspect of him came into focus. As if something was tempting your mind away from rationality and towards him, towards the darkness.

“Did you miss me, darling?” His deep voice glided over the words, but there was an edge to his tone. “I missed you very much.”

You knew you had fucked up. You wanted to back away but found you were frozen in place. You watched helplessly as he slowly stalked towards you.

“It’s been such a long time…” he said with a glint in his eyes. When he stood before you, his gaze making you feel so small, he traced one finger along your jawline. “And I must raise the question—why, pet, have you not kept your end of our bargain?”

You trembled as he touched you, unable to voice either an objection or defense. He gently grasps your chin so that you kept your eyes on his.

“Perhaps you’ve become far too comfortable in this life I’ve given you. You seem to have forgotten the terms of our deal. It’s such a simple condition.”

He leaned in. His breath ghosted over the shell of your ear, his lips barely grazing your skin. “You are mine,” he growled. “Every facet of your soul, every inch of your body…” you felt his grin. “And every thought in your head is mine.”

He placed his hand on your neck, his thumb pressing the point where your throat and jaw meet. It’s possessive. And it makes you sigh despite yourself.

“So many thoughts in that head of yours.”

He turned his head slightly, kissing your cheek with a low hum. “Crowding every inch of your mind until it all becomes too much.”

For a brief moment, you jolted from his spell and tried to apologize. “Dark, I’m—“

He hushed you, moving his hand at your throat around the back of your head. His fingers slid through your hair. A moan escaped your lips and you knew there was no use.

“You don’t need those useless little thoughts distracting you, darling.” He placed a kiss on your jaw. “So sweet and simple. You only have room for one, don’t you?”

Slowly, you felt your control slipping. Every thought began to disintegrate and float away, leaving you an empty vessel. Euphoria dulled your senses. You giggled, not knowing why. Not caring why. You only had room for one thought. Him. All of him. You wanted him to consume you, to own you, to use you. Desire gripped you so hard and fast you shook with the intensity. Your knees buckled, your breath caught in your throat, nothing mattered but him.

“Much better,” he purred. His presence drove you insane. Your hands slid down his chest, lustfully moaning and wishing for his suit to be gone so you could feel the skin beneath. God, you wanted to touch him, to be touched, to be a toy for his pleasure.

“What are you thinking, pet?” He asked with a sardonic tone. “Hm? Something on your mind?”

“You,” you groaned, clinging to him, “Only you.”

He chuckled, low and seductive. “Good boy.”

Dark glitched away from you suddenly, a foot or two away. You whined and moved toward him, but he stopped you with a single phrase.

“On your knees,” he commanded, loosening his tie. “And crawl.”

Rebellion stirred in your mind. You wanted to be defiant, to refuse…but his voice compelled you, sliding over you and tempting you closer. You drop to your hands and knees, groveling and panting as you shakily crawled to him. Dark conjured a black leather chair, a throne for him to sit as you worship him. He settled back and watched you with amusement, glitching farther and farther away just to enjoy how pretty and pathetic you looked. Once you were in front of him, you laid your head on his thigh and whined like a needy pet. You reached for his belt—

“No,” he said, and the force of the word made you stop and look up at him. He folded his hands in his lap. “You haven’t earned it yet.”

He crossed one leg over the other, the tip of his polished white shoe in front of your face. You stare, confused.

“Lick it,” he demands.

You take in a sharp breath, Aroused by the mere thought of such humiliation in service to him. You open your mouth, dragging your tongue over the leather with a soft moan. Dark stared into your eyes, raising an eyebrow and smirking at your enthusiasm.

“Now,” he said, “straddle my foot like the desperate bitch in heat you are and grind against it.”

You didn’t hesitate, every ounce of resistance and intelligent thought swept away, and began grinding against his leg in the hopes that you could gain some relief. Dark tilted your head up, grasping your chin between his thumb and forefinger.

“What an obedient pet. No thoughts except to please your master.”

You whined, unable to say anything except. “Please, please…”

He cooed mockingly, “It’s so frustrating, isn’t it? Not getting what you want. I could let you writhe in this agony, leave you wanting and begging for me as you should have been all along.”

You couldn’t focus on his words, your need drowning out everything but your desperate attempt to get yourself off.

“Pay attention, darling. I know it’s hard with that empty head of yours.”

You groaned, clawing at his leg.

“Use your words, pet.”

“Please,” you gasped, “please I need it.”

“Mmm, need what? You have to be specific, darling.”

“Your cock,” You whimper, “Please, let me have it.”

He didn’t respond for a long while, leaning back and making you wait for his answer. You thought you might explode.

His fingers slowly unbuckled his belt, easing his pants and underwear below his hips. His cock bounced free, hard and leaking precum. You moaned at the sight, needing him any way possible.

“Sit up straight,” he said, his veined hand wrapped around the base, stroking slowly. You pull yourself up, your mouth so tantalizingly close. You were trembling, eyes staring, pleading. He groaned at the sight of you between his legs, so eager to take his cock. Finally, he gave a single command.

“Suck.”

You wrapped your lips around his cockhead, sucking and licking up the precum, whimpering at the taste. Dark lays his head back, sighing through gritted teeth as he grabs your hair and impatiently forces himself into your throat. The sheer force choked you, your eyes rolled to the back of your head. He fucked your throat mercilessly, slamming your head up and down like you were no more than a toy for his pleasure.

“That’s all you needed,” he growled, “simple instructions.”

You couldn’t breathe, but goddamn you didn’t care. Even the thought of you passing out and still having your throat fucked by him almost made you cum. That’s all you wanted. To be used. Everything inside you screamed and begged, use me, use me!

“This is how it should be,” he said, his voice husky and lustful, “No thoughts in your head besides being my willing little slut.”

He pulled your head back, his cock sliding from your mouth. You took the first breaths you’d had in a while. Dark tugged your hair, forcing you to look up at him. “Who are you, darling?” He said in a deceptively sweet tone.

Your voice was shaky as you answered, “I’m yours.”

“Mmm, and what are you good for?”

The words were not your own, as if he was guiding you to the correct answers.

“Pleasing you.”

He grinned, “And what should be your only thought?”

Now the words flowed out of you desperately. “Your cock. Fuck I need your cock. Please, please, please—“

He forced his cock in your throat again, fucking even harder. He pulsed inside your mouth. You’d never wanted anything as badly as you wanted his cum. More than breath, more than your dignity, more than anything you wanted him to cum down your throat. He pumped himself inside you one last time before he gave a loud growl. He filled your mouth, hot and sticky. You moaned gratefully, savoring every second you swallowed. He pulled out, leaving you a panting, shaking mess.

“Are you satisfied, darling?” He asked, “Have you learned your lesson?”

As tired as you were, the need had not been satiated. It burned through you. Your eyes were wide, feral.

“No, I need more. I want you. I only want you. You’re all I need. Fuck me, fuck me, Dark I can’t fucking take it.”

Dark smirked, settling back further in the chair.

“Good boy, he’s finally learning.” He beckoned you closer. “Get in my lap.”

You climbed into his lap, his still hard cock pressing against you. He put his hands on your hips, holding them tight. Reality bent for the slightest of seconds, and when it snapped back you were naked. Dark admired you, licking his lips.

“Ride me.”

You rocked your hips back and forth, sighing. You took his cock and positioned it at your entrance, slowly sitting down on it. You both moaned. His length stretched you open, the feeling giving you the filthiest pleasure you’ve ever experienced. You rode him eagerly, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning into him. His voice was in your ear again.

“Oh, look at you. Stuffed full with my cock. Your pretty head empty.”

He slapped your ass hard, the sting making you cry out. He did it again and again and again.

“Say my fucking name,” he snarled, “Scream it so you never forget again who you belong to.”

His name poured from your mouth like a prayer, every movement more thrilling than the last. He spanked you again until his handprint marked you. He began thrusting up, growing more aggressive. His nails dug into your skin, he bit your neck hard enough to bruise. Suddenly, he pushed you off onto your back, grabbing your ankles and holding your legs as far above as he could. He thrust his cock into you again, his gaze wild with hunger and power.

“I’m going to fuck you properly until my cum is dripping down your thighs. And maybe if you scream loud enough,” he chuckled, “I’ll let you cum. Does your empty little brain understand?”

You nodded as he pounded you hard and fast. You were helpless, letting him have his way with you, being used for his pleasure. Already, you felt your orgasm building, rising to its zenith. You arched your back, calling his name.

“Scream my name when you cum,” he demanded, “Tell the whole fucking world that you’re mine and mine alone.”

With only a few more thrusts, you plummeted over the edge, pleasure coursing through you like you’ve never known, wild and intense. You obeyed his command and moaned his name as he came inside you, fucking you through your orgasm.

When you finally collapsed, exhausted and satisfied, Dark leaned down, whispering into your ear a low warning, “If you ever ignore me again, our next encounter will not be so pleasant,” he growled, making you shudder, “I have so many ways of punishing you, darling.”

In a moment, he was standing before you, suit and hair as neat as it was before. You sat up as best you could, looking at him.

“Saturday. 7 pm.,” he said matter-of-factly, “We’re going to have a good date, you and I. One where we can really get to know each other.”

He turned and said one final thing before vanishing.

“Sleep well, darling.”

[nicolinabairsley]

Aesthetic of how I imagine what it would be like with Darkiplier ✰

[westanthewaterman]

Self Care - Dark

Rating: NSFW

Word Count: 1000+

Inspired by this request.

Notes: This is literally just 1000 words of Dark masturbating. Thank you candy anon, for the request. I know you said drabble but this idea took over me.

MASTERLIST - AO3

He’s never been much for toys, honestly, and certainly never when he’s by himself. Sure, it’s fun to watch a partner squirm from the feeling of a vibrator or to stuff them full with an unnaturally shaped dildo, but nothing beats the real thing.

Call him old-fashioned. If you want to be fucked, he’ll fuck you. Simple as that. And if he has the desire to touch himself, well why would he need anything else when he’s got two hands and the power of the Void?

So, when you surprise him with a small, rectangular-shaped box before you head out on a trip, he’s not quite sure what to make of its contents. 

It’s a sleek toy, slightly curved, made from some kind of soft, synthetic material. It’s a nice length, longer than he is but not quite as thick. 

He’ll admit, he’s…curious, but that’s all it is, it’s curiosity. If he gets a spike of lust at the thought of how it would feel stretching him open, he’d be loath to admit it.

Dark is smart, calculating. He seeks to understand things the best he can, because, once you understand something you can control it. So maybe, maybe if he understands what it is you like about these toys so much, maybe he’ll be more effective at using them the next time you ask. 

So he strips completely and lays down on the bed, allowing himself to spread out and get comfortable. He pulls a bottle of lube from the nightstand and sets it down on the sheets beside him. He’s not sure if he’ll need it but it doesn’t hurt to be prepared. 

Dark takes a moment to figure out the controls, messing with the buttons that change the rhythm of the vibrations. Once he feels he’s familiar enough with the cycle of settings, he sets it to the lowest one and presses the tapered end against the head of his cock.

It feels good for all of two seconds before he has to pull it away, letting out a curse at the feeling of overstimulation. Dark realizes he’s going to have to take his time and get his body used to it. 

This time, he starts at the base of his cock, running the vibrator around the width of it. Like this, he can feel the vibrations traveling up his shaft and a groan sounds deep in his chest. It’s pleasant, almost warm, and he’s hard as a rock. 

With his free hand, he strokes over the rest of his cock, swiping his thumb across the tip, using the precum there to lubricate his palm. Feeling more relaxed and more warmed up, Dark decides to retry running the vibrator over the head of his cock.

This time, instead of overstimulating pleasure on the urge of being painful, it feels good. He lets out a long breath, resting his head back against the pillows, and continues stroking over his shaft with his hand while he traces the toy over his tip. Dark presses it against the underside of his cock, right where the head meets the shaft and he lets out a long moan as precum leaks out and drips down onto his hand. 

Eventually, his body gets used to the soft vibrations and Dark presses one of the buttons, amping up the intensity. The rumbling of the vibrator shoots straight down his cock, making him buck his hips up involuntarily. Dark lets out a groan as he slides it up and down the length and over the head, losing himself in the feel of pleasure that’s washing over him. 

With a shaky hand, he grabs the bottle of lube beside him and manages to squeeze some onto his hand. He rubs it between his fingers, getting warm before slipping his hand down between his legs. Dark strokes his fingers over his entrance, smearing lube over himself before pressing a finger inside. 

A curse escapes his lips as he begins to slip his finger in and out, quickly adding another in order to scissor himself open. With the feeling of his fingertips brushing over his prostate and the vibrations on his cock, he can already feel himself getting close. Dark presses a third finger inside himself, making sure he’s prepped enough for pulling them out.

He removes the vibrator from his cock and drips lube onto it, coating it with a few strokes of his hand. Dark presses the toy to his entrance, biting his lip as he presses the tapered end inside slowly. 

A long, low moan escapes from deep in his throat. His back arches and he wraps his free hand tightly around the base of his cock to stave off his impending orgasm. Dark allows himself a moment to breathe and get used to the feeling of the vibrator buzzing away inside him. 

He can feel the vibration all the way in his cock and he knows he doesn’t have long before he finds his release. Dark pulls the toy out all the way, until just the tip is left keeping him open. He slams it forward, rocking his hips down to meet it, and starts a brutal pace, fucking himself down onto it with every thrust of the toy inside him. 

The tip of it brushes against his prostate and the vibrations against his sensitive bundle of nerves force his hips to buck up into the air. With the hand already around his cock, Dark starts to stroke himself in time with the thrusts of the toy, barreling towards his climax. He’s so close, just a little more and he knows he’ll be done for. 

Dark is moaning freely now, eyes squeezed shut as he arches into his own hands. His thumb slips down the length of the vibrator to press one of the buttons and the vibrations once again pick up in pace and intensity. It’s too much, too much, and it feels so good.

He cums with a loud moan, making a mess all over his hand and stomach. Overstimulation takes over quickly, the vibrations too much against his prostate and he scrambles to pull the toy out, turning it off and throwing it to the side. Dark throws an arm over his eyes as he fights to catch his breath. 

So, maybe he’s starting to understand why you like toys so much. Perhaps, he’ll have to ask you to pick up a few more the next time you’re out. 

[weirdlyhornyforegos]

Kinktober Day 6- Underwear & tentacles

MINORS DNI!!!! Day 6 of Kinktober is: underwear & tentacles - Dark X gn!reader. Lingerie counts as underwear right? ;3 Also posted on AO3 Kinktober masterlist is here

Wordcount: 1.2k+

Tags/warnings: tentacles, oral, penetrative sex

You get about three steps out of the bathroom before tentacles wind their way around your ankles and waist, lifting you with ease.

“You’re so impatient.” You tease Dark as his tentacles move you so you hover at the end of your bed.

“Can you blame me? I was the one that got it for you after all my darling, and I want to see.” Dark hums from where he leans against the headboard, fully black eyes clearly watching you, taking in every inch of your lace and strap covered body.

It’s always a little harder to tell exactly where his gaze is when his eyes are fully black, but you’re sure he appreciates the way the lace hugs your hips, how the cloth straps criss-cross your chest alongside the lace, and how the matching garter belt keeps up your thigh high stockings.

Dark doesn’t say anything for a little while, letting the silence linger in the room as he just.... takes you in you suppose.

You wonder what is going on in that head of his, and if he’s getting any ideas. You can surely think of a few on your own, which makes you try to squirm in his tentacle’s grip, eager for him to do more than just watch.

“Such a..... lovely sight I have in front of me.” Dark’s grin is sharp as he tilts his head, a single lock of hair falling out of its place.

“Sure would be a shame to ruin it.” He can’t actually think he’s just gonna keep you up like this here all night?

But no, that is clearly not what he thinks, because seconds later a tentacle slithers up your thigh, slipping inside of the lace it finds at your crotch, another doing the same from behind.

The one against your front brushes against your arousal for a moment, just resting there as the one from behind, already slick with something, sinks inside of your hole with ease.

“Gah, fuck, Dark!”

“That was the idea, yes.” He sounds so smug. The half-heated glare melts into nothing as the tentacle inside of you starts with shallow and small trusts, while the one against your front moves just the way Dark knows will work so very, very well to turn you into putty.

“Look at you, all on display for me, looking so perfect as you get fucked.” You suppose you could offer him some sort of response, but all you can focus on is the tentacles inside and against you.

You grip the tentacle around your waist as you have nowhere else you feel they could got, but they are quickly moved behind your back and kept there by another set of tentacles.

It makes you arch your back, making heat travel up your face. He really wants to look huh?

Well, if he wants a show, you’ll give him one.

You throw your head back, moaning loudly and rocking downwards against his tentacles as one moves against your arousal, while the other fucks into you from behind. Well, you’re rocking down as well as the tentacles holding you allows, but it makes a satisfied smirk form on Dark’s face as you glance at him.

“Is my darling enjoying themselves?”

“Ah, yes, fuck, very much so.” You pant out, a slight grin on your face as you can see the tent that has formed in Dark’s pants.

“Good, because I intend to enjoy the show that you all will make.” He works over his pants fast, fishing out his cock, giving you a good view as he gives himself a few languid strokes.

Suddenly, the tentacle inside of you slams in, sinking deeper inside of you and growing. You groan, finding another tentacle at your mouth seconds later. You open for it so easily, and it slips inside, coating your tongue and mouth in the slick it produces.

The one inside of you slips almost all the way out, sliding in and out so teasingly slow at first, but quickly setting a rather fast pace. You feel the lace covering you slip to the side, but you hardly pay it any mind as the tentacle in your mouth starts to move as well, matching the tempo of the one on the other end.

The one against your arousal keeps its movement from before, but now a lot faster.

It’s all so slick and wet, filling the room with the most wonderful noises as they fuck you. The noises mingle with your own moans and sounds as pleasure fills your body.

It feels like every nerve ending is filled with it, and as you open your eyes and look at Dark, you see him watching with rapt attention as he strokes his cock, speed matching his tentacles.

The sight makes arousal pool in your gut, adding another layer to the almost mind numbing pleasure you feel.

Warm, wet, and firm tentacles start to slither over more of your body, but all making sure to slip under your lingerie, not keeping any hidden from Dark’s steady and heady gaze.

You twitch and shake, trying to rock down or move against one or more tentacles, but it’s hard with how you’re being held and fucked, so in the end, you just let yourself enjoy the ride, feeling the pleasure that runs through your veins and is making you shake wonderfully.

When you cum, your orgasm comes in waves, making you clench around the tentacle inside of you, and almost sob with good it feels around the one in your mouth.

As you come down from your high, the tentacles get out of your body, making you take a few deep breaths, and clench around nothing for a moment.

You’re not left empty for long however, as the tentacles shift, moving you up onto the bed, dropping you in Dark’s lap.

His cock sinks inside of you with ease, so stretched out and ready for him. The tentacles don’t let go of you, instead starting to bounce you up and down on his cock. You whimper, a little sensitive, but it always feels so good to be filled by Dark’s cock.

“What a perfect show for me darling.” His hands join his tentacles, gripping your hips hard as they and the tentacles slam you down on him as he cums, filling you in another familiar way.

“You need to get some more lingerie .” Dark says as he keeps you on his cock, his words a little breathless, and as his tentacles retreat, you can stroke your hand through his hair and get that errant lock of hair back into place.

“Oh I do, but I think you should as well.” You tease. To your surprise, Dark hums, seeming to be giving it some actual thought to it.

“Perhaps. But for now, let us get you out of those and into a bath.”

“Sounds like a plan, but only of you join me.” Dark helps you off his cock, and you feel his cum drip out of you as you move.

“Well, of course, I do need to get out of this suit after all, and what better excuse to do that than to take a bath with my darling.”

[sardonic-the-writer]

anti & dark competing over who can please amab reader more?? :)

It's a unique situation that's for sure

How many other people can say that they've been bed by two hot headed demons trying to see who can please them more

Pretty much just you

Antis very rough and cocky. Is one hundred percent certain he's gonna win

Dark takes the calmer and more slow approach, taking his time and riling up Anti in the process

They pretty much just go to town making sure you can't walk for days. Intentionally and unintentionally of course

When you said that they had both tied for first, their response was

"Looks like we'll have to do a tie breaker"

Oop

[thedarkcoven]

This Is Not A Dream | Master List

-Edit made by me using pics found on Google. I DO NOT take any form of credit other than the edit :) WARNING! 18+ Content Ahead. MINORS DNI!  Smut. Slight Drinking. Threesome. Manipulation. Dark isn’t a nice person/demon. Natemare is a little shit. Dark and Mare are obsessive and possessive. Antisepticeye is like a big brother to reader. Choking. Hair pulling. Slight abuse. Some noncon/dubcon. Talk of religion/witchcraft (ex: demons, god complex, sacrifices, etc). Bondage themes. Talk of mental health. Mind play. Dark magic. Shadow tentacle usage. Monster-f’ing (since demons are technically monsters). Blood/gore. Dark themes so if any of this makes you uncomfy please do not read. -If I can think of any more I will add them- 

Its been years since you started your career, starting as a side job, of creating Youtube videos. Out of celebration of your tenth year and meeting so many amazing friends over the years, your best friend Seán also known as Jacksepticeye has come up with a plan of having a get together for a few weeks. Things seem fine at first until one you run across what you thought was an abandoned shack only to have the events of a great time turn dark.  ~Chapters will be updated as I finish them -Chapters- Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four

[whitesuitdarkiplier]

please, i beg of thee - puppy play with afab reader, maybe Dark making them wear a tail plug and doggy ears, with added bimbofication because that fic was just to die for 😩👌

- 🔪🩸

Ask and ye shall receive! I hope this is all right, and I’m sorry it took so long. But I hope you enjoy!!

The atmosphere was different when you walked through your front door that evening. An electric charge crackled in the air, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. You knew this feeling well, this sense of danger and excitement pulled taut like a rubber band. And you knew very well who caused it.

A thrill coursed through your veins, shortening your breath. Heart pounding, you turn around and locked your door.

You paused, a presence behind you. Watching you. Something, a finger, touched the very base of your spine where your body curved into your lower half. It traced up, the chilling touch stopping at the back of your neck. You arched your back, taking in a sharp gasp.

“Hello, pet.”

His voice, deep as the void and smooth as silk, caressed your ear. Already trembling, each word slowly left your mouth as if you had to concentrate to even form a coherent thought.

“I wasn’t expecting you today.”

He hummed, resting his hands gently on your shoulders. “I wanted to surprise you. It’s been far too long since we’ve gotten personal time between us.”

“It has been,” you admit, an eager little smile on your face, “I missed you.”

You attempted to turn to face him, but he kept you in place.

“Oh, I’ve missed you too. And to amend our lost time…I’ve brought you a gift.”

Before you could answer, you felt something clasp around your throat. Reaching up, you felt the soft leather material and the little charm hanging at the base of your neck. You furrow your brows.

“What’s this?”

He materialized before you, making you jump. He grasped the charm and rubbed it between his fingers.

“A collar. For my perfect little pet. And even better–” he tugs on a long leather strap, making you gasp as you stumble forward and the collar tightens. He grins. “It has a leash.”

You bite your lip to hold back a moan, not wanting to give in so early. He pulls the leash tighter. “Now, now, love, don’t hold back. You know I don’t like it when you do.”

Smirking, you reply, “You think I’m gonna be that easy?”

Immediately your heart jumpstarts. You know it’s never a good idea to say something like that to him.

“In fact, darling,” he answers in a deadly still voice, “I do.”

You try to speak, but as you stare into his eyes you find yourself bring drawn in like a sailor following a siren into the deep, dark water. You plummet further and further, feeling all sensible thoughts gently float away until they are just a pinpoint of light in the vast darkness. Your lips part and your eyes glaze over the longer you stare, your shoulders slumping.

“W–what are you–?”

He softly hushes you. “You don’t need to think right now, little one. No need for those pesky higher functions. There’s something primal in you, can’t you feel it?” He leans down next to your ear and growls. “An urge to obey your master. To be such a good pet for him. To do as he says.”

You drop to your knees, something so simple and pure wiping your mind of everything besides him, and the need to obey, to be good, to be used. You paw at his leg, only soft grunts and moans leaving your lips. You wanted him, desperately. Dark looks down at you with a sharp smirk, gripping the leash and pulling you along on all fours towards your living room couch. Every ounce of dignity was being stripped away from you, but you couldn’t care less. He sits down and pats his leg with a command. “Come.”

You scramble onto the couch and his lap, nuzzling as close as you possibly could, whining with need.

You felt his chest rumble as he let out a hum and said, “I think there’s something missing from this scene.”

You tilted your head to the side and glanced at the couch. Sitting there next to Dark was a shining silver plug attached to a soft, fluffy tail and a pair of doggy ears. He picks up the ears and slips them on your head, tracing his finger along your jaw.

“One last thing,” he said, “Get down on all fours and turn around.”

You obeyed quickly, presenting your ass to him. He positions the plug at the entrance, slowly teasing it in. You let your moans fall freely from your lips as it fully penetrates you.

“Perfect,” he said, patting his leg again, “Now, come.”

You crawled back to him, straddling him. You could feel the bulge beneath the fabric of his trousers teasing you. You slowly start to grind, whimpering with desire. He grips the back of your neck, pulling you close so he can softly moan in your ear, whispering praise.

“There you go. You know your place, don’t you? Being my good little pet.”

You gasped and began to grind faster, no thoughts, only sensations of pleasure and desire. Mercifully, he doesn’t wait long before he’s slipped his trousers below his hips and freed his perfect cock. You position yourself just right, waiting for him to give you permission, as a good pet would do. When he finally does, you slowly sit on his cock, letting it stretch you open. You whine and moan gripping his shirt as you start bouncing, your fluffy tail happily moving with you. Dark reaches around and pushes the plug in further, causing you to cry out at the sensation.

“Such a good pet. I know you love it when your master fills you up.”

Every nerve is on fire, every synapse in your brain firing with the sole intention of providing absolute blissful pleasure. He thrusts up into you, keeping the same pace with the plug. You feel your orgasm building, pulled taut and ready to snap. Dark grabs your collar and jerks you towards him, snarling, growling like an animal as his own release is near.

“Cum for me, pet. Cum your empty little brains out all over your master's cock.”

You obey on command, throwing your head back, practically howling in euphoria as it rushes from you. With a few more thrusts, he grunts and bites down on your neck as his cum pours into you. With all energy zapped you collapse on his chest, panting. But after a moment, he says something that both terrifies and thrills you.

“Gather your strength quickly, pet. I’m not done.”

[lailakotori]

Masterlist (Canonxreader)

☂︎The umbrella academy

One-shot

Deep Down | Five (Coming soon…)

Headcanon

Five meet y/n’s brother | Yan!Five x Dumb!reader

Sparrow!reader | Yan!Diego x sparrow!reader

☯︎Markipiler Egos

One-shot

Coming soon…

Headcanon

Shy and talk least reader | Wilford x GN!Reader

Tomboy reader | Yancy x Tomboy!Fem!reader

Snake owner!Reader | Illinois x GN!Reader

Illinois is noir!mark’s grandchild | Illinois x GN!Reader

♕︎DreamSMP

One-shot

Coming soon…

Headcanon

Coming soon…

[westanthewaterman]

Want - Dark x GN!Reader

Rating: NSFW

Word count: 1400+

TW: choking

Summary: “You don’t need to ask.” He cups the side of your face. “Take what you want from me, my love.”

Request: ‘ could I have a dom dark and really like hopelessly subby reader that's trying to ask Dark if it's okay for them to top just once? At first he laughs but then he walks them through it and gives them advice? Feminine reader?’ - @yeh-spookey-betch​

Notes: Ended up making this GN, hope that’s okay!

MASTERLIST - AO3

As soon as he appears in the living room, Dark knows something is off. He can feel your racing, frenzied thoughts from across the house. He heads down the hall towards your shared bedroom, opening the door slowly.

“Darling?”

You look up from your place on the bed like a deer in headlights. “D-Dark, you’re home.”

“Yes, I finished up early. Are you alright?”

“Y-Yeah, why do you ask?”

He raises an eyebrow at you and you sigh. 

“Right…magic demon powers.” You wring your hands, refusing to meet his eyes. “I’m o-okay, just thinking…”

Dark curls a finger under your chin and tilts your head up so that you’ll meet his eyes. “Tell me what you’re thinking about.”

“I c-can’t. I can’t say it out loud. Couldn’t you just…read my mind or something?”

“I could, yes, but you know that’s not how this works. If you want something, you need to tell me.”

You turn away with a groan, wringing your hands. “It’s fine, it was nothing anyway. I’m going to go-”

Gentle hands grab your waist and pull you back against a strong chest. Dark rests his chin on your shoulder, stroking his hands up and down your arms. 

“My love, there’s no need to worry. If you want something, then I want to give it to you, but I can’t do that if you will not tell me.”

“I-” Your shoulders slump and you hide your face in your hands. “I want to be on top.”

There’s a moment of silence and then Dark is chuckling softly. 

“Really? That’s what you were so scared to tell me, darling?”

“No, you’re just going to tease me.” You push him away but he captures you in his arms again. “Forget I said anything.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to tease. Are you sure this is what you want?”

“I-I think so. I’ve been thinking about it a lot recently.”

“Alright, whatever you’d like. Do you want to do it right now?”

You nod.

“Okay then, what do you want me to do?”

“W-What?”

“If you’re in charge today, that means you’re calling the shots. What would you like me to do?”

“O-Oh yeah, um, I want you to…strip for me?”

“Of course, darling.”

Dark watches you with amused eyes as he begins to undress, slipping off his tie and unbuttoning his dress shirt before removing that and his jacket. He lays them both over the chair in the corner of the room, careful not to wrinkle the fabric, always one for being meticulous. 

You watch with wide eyes as he undoes his belt with nimble fingers and slips it from the loops of his pants. Next, he unbuttons his pants, sliding them down and off along with his shoes and socks. Dark reaches for the band of his boxers but you stop him with a hand over his.

“Y-You can leave those on. For now.”

“Alright.”

Your eyes trace over his form, admiring his smooth, gray skin and lithe muscle. Hands on his shoulders, you push him down onto his back on the bed, climbing on top of him slowly. 

“Is this…okay?” 

He smiles up at you. “You know how much I enjoy having you all over me, darling.”

“G-Good.” You pause, looking him over. “What now?”

“What would you like to do?”

“I-Can I kiss you?”

“You don’t need to ask.” He cups the side of your face. “Take what you want from me, my love.”

Leaning down, you keep one hand planted on the bed for stability, and your other hand trails from his chest and up his neck to cup his jaw in a way he’s done to you many times before. You press your lips to his, closing your eyes and swiping your tongue over his bottom lip. 

Dark parts his lips, allowing you to slip your tongue inside and explore the cavern of his mouth. He tastes like mint and TV static; the feeling of kissing him always makes your lips tingle. You tangle your tongue with his and Dark groans up into your mouth.

He reaches up to wrap his arms around your waist but you grab his wrists and pin them above his head. You eye him cautiously but he simply smiles up at you, lips parted as he catches his breath. 

“You don’t want me to touch you, darling?”

“N-No, not yet.”

You return to the task at hand, kissing from his lips and over his jaw, trailing them down the column of his throat. Your mouth stops at the crook of his neck where you give small kitten licks to the skin there before sucking gently. 

Dark grunts. “Harder, my love, please? I love having your marks on me.”

You suck harder on the spot, digging your teeth in just a little, and the entity beneath you moans; his hips buck up into yours, allowing you to feel how hard he is already. You slide one of your hands down the front of his body, slipping your fingers beneath the edge of his boxers and wrapping around the base of his cock. 

“Oh, darling.” He moans, squeezing his eyes and smiling softly. 

“Does that…feel good?”

“Yes, you’ve gotten me so excited already. I want you so bad.”

“A-Are you going to be good for me?”

Dark looks up at you, eyes completely black, showing off the bearest hint of pointed teeth when he grins. “Aren’t I always?”

You whimper at the way he’s looking at you, but refuse to give up on your goal. Sliding off the bed, you strip yourself quickly and remove Dark’s last remaining article of clothing before climbing back on top of his. 

With one hand, you reach between the two of you to start stroking up and down his cock, the other going between your legs to start touching yourself. It doesn’t take long to get yourself ready, with how much you’d been thinking about this before Dark had gotten home. 

Rising up onto your knees, you guide the head of his cock to your entrance before sinking down onto him slowly. You both moan, Dark digging his fingers into the sheets and throwing his head back against the pillows. 

Once he’s fully inside you, you roll your hips down experimentally, pulling a groan from the entity beneath you. Dark takes a deep breath, looking up at you with hungry eyes. 

“Darling, I need you to move.”

Confidence spurred on by the way you’re affecting him, you simply smirk. “What do we say when we want something?”

“Please?” Dark says through gritted teeth, staring daggers up at you. 

“Much better.”

You raise yourself until his cock is just barely inside you then drop back down, clenching around him. You continue the rhythm, gaining speed with every thrust of your hips. You lean down to cup the side of his face and kiss him softly, a juxtaposition to the way you’re fucking yourself down onto him.

“Fuck,” Dark groans, “we should’ve done this ages ago.”

“Am I making you feel good?”

He nods, squeezing his eyes shut and bucking his hips up to meet every thrust. You slide your hand down from his cheek to rest at the front of his neck. Your fingers curl around the side of his throat, not applying real pressure, just there as a reminder of who’s in charge. 

Dark lays his hand over yours and you expect him to tug it away from his neck, what you don’t expect him to do is apply more pressure.

“A-Are you sure?”

“Please, darling, I’m not fragile. I want you to own me.”

Spurred on by the sound of desperation in his voice, you squeeze your hand around his throat, making Dark gasp. Having this ageless, powerful entity completely at your mercy, sends a fire blazing through you and you slam yourself down onto his cock with every thrust of your hips. You’re so close and you can tell he is too by the way he grabs your hips, fingers digging into your skin. 

“I want you to cum,” you moan, “can you do that for me?”

He nods vigorously and you tighten the hand around his throat. “Yes, darling, I’m so close.”

“Then cum for me, Dark.”

He cums with a shout, filling you with warmth. The feeling of his cum dripping out of you triggers your own orgasm and you still your hips as you clench around him violently, moaning his name as you do. 

As the two of you come down, you rest your full weight on Dark, well aware he can take it. You duck down and press kisses to his neck. 

“Are you alright?”

He nods with a soft hum, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“D-Did I do alright?”

“More than alright, darling. We will definitely be doing that again.”

[wilfordgaywarfstache]

Wilford dragged himself to his room after a busy, anger-inducing day. Nothing was going to plan for him, and as quickly the day started, he couldn't wait for it to be over. He grabbed the shirt he stole from darks room the previous night, flopping down onto his bed and holding the fabric to his nose as he inhaled his scent. He closed his eyes and slowly let out a soft breath. "My my...dark you smell delightful" he cooed to himself and began rubbing the shirt all over himself and his bed, hoping to leave his scent all over his things. He laid the shirt over his face, closing his eyes again as he inhaled again. Slowly, his hands snaked their way to his button-up shirt, carefully undoing each one. He bit his lip, as thoughts of dark ran through his mind. This was horrible. Absolutely disgusting. And yet, wilford couldn't help himself. Once his chest was exposed, he ran his hands over his own chest, gasping at the cold feeling "Dark..." he breathed out softly "you have such beautiful hands..they'd make a good necklace~" he cooed, smiling to himself as he continued breathing in his scent. He ran a hand down to his pants, cupping his own bulge and squeezing, as his other hand began pinching and twisting at his nipples. He moaned softly, feeling heat begin to rise in his cheeks. "My goodness dark.." he bit his lip, teasing himself for a while by barely squeezing his bulge. He slowly began to get impatient with his own erection continuing to grow. He unbuckled his belt, pulling it off in a swift motion, and pulled both his pants and boxers to his thighs, allowing his dick to spring free. He gasped as the cold hit it, slowly letting out his breath. With one hand, he pressed the shirt over his nose, slowly becoming intoxicated by the smell, as his other hand carefully wrapped around the base of his dick. He blushed more to himself. "Wilford you're so bad...this isn't right at all..." anyhow, he began slowly pumping his hand, letting out a soft groan. "Ohh..there we go..." he clutched the shirt tightly as he continued pumping himself at a dreadfully slow pace, allowing himself to feel the build up of the heat in his stomach. "You can do better than that..I know you can" he began pumping his hand a little faster, moaning softly. He ran his thumb over his tip, gasping as his breath hitched at the feeling. He let go of the shirt, leaving it on his face again as he slipped two fingers into his mouth, sucking on them and coating them generously within his own saliva. He hummed and moaned around his fingers as he pumped himself faster, his hips bucking up into his hands as the scent began to drive him crazy. His moans slowly got louder as his movements slowly began to become more staggered. He panted into the shirt, sucking harshly on his fingers, mewing and squealing quietly. With every full thrust into his own hand, he ran his thumb over his tip, moaning louder. It was times like this when wilford really appreciated the soundproof walls a little more, he knew he could get loud. As his panting became more erratic, and his movements became sloppy, he began moaning incoherent things, making all sorts of sluttish moans, begging anything just to make him feel good, to bring him to the brink of ecstasy. A string of moans and curses left his lips as he felt himself edge closer, his legs beginning to tremble as he felt his orgasm rising in the pit of his stomach. His thrusts didn't have a rhythm anymore, desperately just trying to find pleasure. He cried out softly, arching his back "F-Fuck! Dark I'm so close!" He panted out, moaning out into the empty room, knowing no one could hear him, and with the last few erratic thrusts he had in him, he came all over his hand, crying out darks name loudly as he rode out his orgasm. His breathing was uneven and shallow, and finally, he removed darks shirt from his face. "M-My goodness..look at all the mess you made me make" he chuckled playfully to himself. He went to the bathroom and cleaned up, before getting back into bed and hugging darks shirt as he fell asleep

[iguessigotta]

Have you ever thought of the prospect of Dark being able to hypnotize? My Drabble lord, please bless me with a hypno Drabble 👏😩

have i thought about Dark being able to hypnotize? ONLY EVERY FUCKIN DAY SINCE I READ THAT ONE FIC weirdlyhornyforegos DID!! TW/CW: mind control, possible dub-con if you squint, reader's havin a fuckin great time tho, nsfw-ish No gendered pronouns used, but written with a transmasc reader in mind i tried to base the general vibe off of some of the honestly hottest lyrics I've ever heard: "I can't wait to get you all alone, all alone//Once I'm in, there ain't no letting go, letting go//Watch me turn your mind into my home" - Mind Games by Sickick "Bite your tongue//Don't you know how wild these thoughts will run?//Careful now//I hang on every word that leaves your mouth" - Ideas by Au/Ra but idk how well i did there, lmao

Your mind felt hazy, slowed and dragging slower by the second. Stringing a full thought together took a near-Herculean effort, as though you were trudging through knee-deep mud, feet sticking to the bottom with every step. A lazy drunken smile spread across your face as you swayed lightly in place, your eyes rolling back before closing, as your head tilted up to the ceiling. You felt confused, disconnected, almost floaty. You breathed a bit heavier, feeling the panic of not having a tether to the ground beginning to rise in you, as though you might float away if someone didn't save you. It was hard to stay standing, even harder to think.

Exactly how you'd asked him to make you feel.

Eventually that tether you craved did arrive, in the form of Dark's hands wrapping gently around your arms, pulling you towards him. You gasped when his hand appeared in you hair, cradling you head, only to let out a contented sigh as his lips met your neck. At the same time, you felt this odd sensation, as though someone had tied a rope to your mind, and now they were gently tugging on it. Try as you might, you couldn't figure out what it wanted. The addition of quiet, distant voices wasn't much help. You strained to make out words, frowning and letting out an unhappy sound when you couldn't sort out what it was saying. What it was commanding you to do.

Dark froze at the sound, backing off and lifting his head to look you in the eye. "What's wrong, Love?" the hint of genuine fear in his voice was like a stab to the heart, "Are you alright?"

"W-what? Am I...wait, nonono, you're fine," you said, voice raising to a near-whine as you reached out to hold his face in your hands, "You didn't d-do anything wrong." He held still a moment, resting his cheek in your hand, looking at you, before closing his eyes and letting out a breath you didn't know he'd been holding.

"Is it too much, then?" he asked, a teasing tone to his voice, "I can always turn it off, you need only ask. I know how much of a toll this can take on a mind."

"Turn it off? Don't you dare!" you half-shouted, dragging his face to yours, resting your foreheads together with a giggle, "I-it's - I - I'm..." You huffed and tried to organize your sluggish thoughts. "It's not overwhelming, that's the problem," you confessed, feeling a little guilt at demanding more from him, "My head's slow, but still too loud. I can't hear the.....your.....commands...well enough. I don't kn-now what they're saying."

As you spoke, you felt your face heat up, suddenly very glad you'd pressed your foreheads together, as you were sure you couldn't look him in the eye at that moment. His breath fanned across your face as he let out a light chuckle before moving down to kiss your neck.

"Oh, is that all?" he asked against your skin. Or, you thought he did. You found yourself suddenly unsure if he'd spoken at all, as he continued to kiss a line down your throat. You took a steadying breath as the room began to do a slow backflip, clinging to Dark's arms in an effort to stay upright. You heard him chuckle again, but this time the sound came from inside your own head, echoing lightly, making your mouth split in a smile, a light laugh escaping you. Reality felt like it was spinning, the weightless feeling was nearly overwhelming now, turning Dark into your sole anchor, making you desperately crave any contact you could have with him.

And then you felt that tug on your mind again. The accompanying voices were much louder this time, though you still couldn't make out what they said. It seemed as though your body understood, however, as it started moving on its own. You watched as your own hands raised themselves to press against Dark's chest, pushing him back, pulling another chuckle from him. You grinned at him before letting control over your body go.

Dark watched you turn with a small smile, his hand dragging lightly across your back. He made quick work of removing his jacket and shirt, barely holding back an affectionate laugh when you stumbled, catching yourself on the bedpost, before following you.

His hand rested lightly on your back as he slid past you into the bed, laying on his back. You held back a frown, opting instead to tilt your head at him in confusion, brows furrowed. "What are y-" you began, earning you a soft "Hush, Love" and another, stronger, tug at your mind. You let out a shaky breath before allowing your body to move. Unfortunately this time Dark stopped you with a hand on your shoulder.

"Ah, I forgot," he murmured, sitting upright and reaching for the waistband of your pants, "These need to come off first." Without even a second's warning, Dark pulled your pants and underwear down to your ankles, pressing a kiss to your outer thigh as he straightened up.

"I apologize," he spoke, that light teasing tone back in his voice, "It seems I'd skipped a step in my excitement." When you made eye contact again, you fought to not hide your face, suddenly shy under his burning gaze. He smiled softly, a mischievous turn to the corner of his mouth, before laying back once more, eyes still on you.

You wanted to say something, but before you could form a shred of a thought, you felt that tug again. Closing your eyes and sighing happily, you let it move your limbs, pulling yourself onto the bed and climbing clumsily to straddle Dark's torso. You began inching upwards, towards his face, as his hands came up to rest on your ass. You frowned lightly, pausing to look down at him.

"T-this.....isn't what I thought you'd have me doing," you spoke slowly, straining to keep the slur out of your words, "What're y-" He cut you off with a gentle "shh" before pressing on your ass, forcing you upwards again.

"Don't worry, My Love," he said, breath hot against your inner thigh as he helped you to straddle him, hovering nervously above his mouth, "Be patient and let me have my fun first. It will be your turn soon enough." Before you had a moment to think of objecting, his grip, now on your hips, tightened as he pulled you down to him.

[yummygender]

Domming Darkiplier

Domming Darkiplier was fairly easy to do. Well...for you, at least. You sat on the couch as Dark walked into the room. He was wearing a fluffy maid dress and a ballgag.

"Hello there. Are you going to behave?"

Dark closed the door and got on his knees, lifting his skirt to expose his white lacey panties that barely covered his locked up cock. You giggled as he whimpered softly.

"Aww...thank you for showing me your pathetic little cock."

He whimpered softly, lowering his skirt.

"Now turn around and prove to me that you spanked yourself like I asked."

Dark obeyed, lifting his skirt again, revealing his dark grey bottom. You stood up and walked towards him, grabbing a paddle.

"Grab your ankles."

He did so as you pulled down his underwear.

"Are you going to behave?"

Dark growled, earning a smack with the paddle. You continued the assault, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"How about now?"

He began to sob, tears falling to the ground.

"Shhh...it's ok...just take your spankings."

You gently rubbed his back as you finished paddling him. Dark purred softly once you finished as you pulled back up his panties and pulled down his skirt, gently rubbing his back.

"Stand up."

He obeyed, tears staining his cheeks. You motioned him to sit on your lap.

"Come here, kitten." You demanded, grabbed a wooden brush.

Dark obeyed, laying across your lap as you unhooked the ballgag.

"Now, I thought you liked spankings." You jeered, spanking his clothed bottom.

"I-I do! I just don't like it when master's mad at me."

You chuckled, softly tugging at his hair. He moaned, pulling his head softly.

"Oh, I'm over it, Kitten. Don't worry..." You cooed.

Dark moaned, wiggling his bottom.

"Please..."

"Aww...ok, Kitty." You cooed, lifting his skirt.

He purred as you continued to spank him, letting him scream, cry, and moan. You chuckled as you rubbed his back, soothing him.

"You want me to stop?"

"Y-yes please..."

"Ok. You did good." You commented, sitting him on your lap.

"Are you going to behave?"

"YES! I-I mean..yes, Master. I'll behave."

You chuckled as Dark wrapped his arms around your neck.

"Good Kitty..."

"C-can we cuddle?"

"Of course."