#don't be ashamed of the tiddies

[youraverageaemondsimp]

A brother's duty. // Husband!Aegon ii Targaryen x Wife!Reader x Aemond Targaryen

Summary: Aegon seemed to have noticed how much his younger brother, Aemond, fancies you, as a self proclaimed caring older brother, he decides to fulfill that role by giving Aemond what he wants, which is you.

WARNINGS: afab!fem!reader, dubious consent, threesome, m/m/f, dacryphilia, rough sex, manhandling, slight humiliation, degrading, double penetration, mentions of infidelity (aegon visiting brothels), slight misogyny, breeding kink, tiddy sucking, oral (f. receiving, m. receiving), pussy drunk aemond, lactation kink, cum eating, anal sex, lmk if I missed any! + not proofread.

WC: 4.7k

A/N: the anal sex in this isn't "realistic" aka no prior preparation so please don't come at me and go ''that isn't how anal sex works 😡😡😡 you have to do blah blah blah'' ik but this is just a work of fiction so pls just enjoy it // divider credits: @cafekitsune

“Aemond, do you perhaps fancy my wife?” Aegon tilts his head to the side, questioning his brother as they sit together in the library, quietly reading, of course, until the short pale haired man decided to break the silence.

“Brother, this is no place for such discussions.” Aemond tries dodging the question, but Aegon simply rolls his eyes grunting loudly in displeasure, “Just answer the question.” Aegon says annoyed and Aemond pursues his lip, lost deep in thought.

“What if I say ‘yes’?” Aemond asks, “Then I'd have your head for that.” Aegon smiles which makes Aemond shift uncomfortably in his seat, “Come on! I was kidding, do you really think I'd kill my own blood-related brother over a woman?” Aegon laughs loudly and Aemond sighs but he furrows his brows, “She is your wife.” Aemond states sternly, but Aegon shrugs, “And you are my brother.” He replies.

Aemond lets out another heavy sigh, hoping that he'd escape this situation he'd somehow gotten into, “So?” Aegon pushes further, poking at Aemond to answer the question and Aemond hums in irritance before being fed up and answering Aegon's question. “Yes, I do fancy your wife.” He admits, slightly ashamed.

Aemond was a man of the faith, believing in the faith of the seven, and according to the scripture, desiring a woman is a carnal sin, diabolical if she's a married woman, abysmal if she's your own brother's wife.

But Aemond couldn't help it, it's as if though the gods were testing him, not only were you pleasant on the eye but you were also very polite and had the same interests as him, and most probably the only woman — besides his sister — who was not disgusted after seeing his injury.

He knew he had to stop developing an interest towards you once he found out that you were being married to Aegon, but for some inexplicable reason; that only made him want you more, perhaps it was the label of you being ‘forbidden’ that enticed him further, making him yearn to get the taste of the forbidden fruit more than ever.

How he had wished that it was him instead, the one getting married to you, he wished it was he who fucked you, he wished it was him who got you pregnant, he wished it was his babe you waddled all around the red keep with, he wished it was his child that you had given birth to.

But those were nothing more than just wishes, wishes that would never come true, unless a miracle happens.

“That wasn't hard now was it?” Aegon's voice snaps Aemond out of his train of thoughts and Aemond simply hums, “Why did you ask such a question?” Aemond inquires curiously and Aegon smirks at him, “I may not be sober most of the time but the way you stare at her doesn't go unnoticed, your desire burns deep for her doesn't it? I've especially taken note of it when she was pregnant with my child, your eye never left her womb.” He answers and Aemond rolls his eye.

The atmosphere is filled with silence once again as Aemond continues to silently read his book.

“I would've let you fuck her if you had asked me to.” that statement which left Aegon's mouth made Aemond choke on his spit as he stared at him wide eyed, shocked at what he had just said, “Pardon?” Aemond gazes at Aegon confusedly, and Aegon gets a thrill out of this, watching his brother be flustered.

“I said what I said, you could've just told me so, you're my brother Aemond, how do you think I will ever turn any of your requests down?” Aegon says it so casually, as if he was giving an item that belonged to him which Aemond had always wanted so badly, except you weren't an item or an object.

Aemond remains silent, unable to talk because of how baffled he was, but Aegon pressed on, “Don't you wanna feel her cunt around your cock?” This makes Aemond slam his book down and get up, and Aegon raises his hands in surrender, “It was merely an offer, I wouldn't mind sharing her with you, we've shared whores before.” Aegon tries justifying his reasoning and Aemond scoffs, “But she is no whore, she is your wife, you should treat her with respect.” he replies agitated.

“Enough with the sterness, reply plainly, do you want to fuck her or no? I won't ever bring it up ever again if you say no, we'll pretend we never had this conversation.” Aegon sighs before raising his eyebrow.

Aemond swallows thickly, should he take this chance? He always yearned for you so badly, it's like the opportunity presented itself; he could seize it, but he was in a dilemma, not wanting you to face such disrespect, your self respect will be obliterated to pieces, you'd be drowning in self shame.

You were a very dignified lady, a woman who carried herself confidently no matter what, this is why you weren't even affected when Aegon still visited the brothels. As long as the word didn't get out, you were fine with it. You simply did your duty as a wife and a mother. He couldn't imagine you allowing him to fuck you and ruin your honour.

“Decide fast brother, I have to leave soon, it's been a while since I laid with my wife, the maesters had told me to give her a break for a minimum of six weeks, yet eight weeks have passed, my cock craves her cunt so desperately.” Aegon speaks explicitly, and Aemond's breath hitches in his throat, imagining what your cunt would be like. “Then why do you visit the brothels if you seem to like her so much?” He questions, trying to change topics, “That's cause she can't satiate my depravities, otherwise I wouldn't even be visiting those wenches anymore.” Aegon talks as though it was a minor inconvenience.

“Either way, decide quickly.” Aegon urges and Aemond swallows.

He opens his mouths to reject it, but for some odd reasons his mind forms a explicit thought of burying his cock inside your cunt which causes his cock to stir slightly, the blood flowing to it at the mere thought of fucking you.

‘No Aemond, she is your sister in law, your brother's wife, you cannot let this desire succumb you.’

‘But didn't you want this for a long time? Imagine how her cunt would weep when you'd shove your cock into it hm? Her breasts bouncing up and down while you thrust into her.’

He swallows thickly, those internal arguments happening in the span of seconds before he has had enough and made up his mind.

“Yes, I want to fuck her.”

The babe in your arms cooed as you rocked him gently — caressing his chubby cheeks with your thumb as he slowly fell asleep due to your movements, “He's cute isn't he?” You ask the servant that was in charge of him and she nodded, smiling at you.

“Yes princess, the more he grows, the more he resembles his father, Prince Aegon.” She gives her commentary and you give her a small smile and slightly nod your head. The babe finally closes its eyes, going into slumber and you chuckle at his cuteness, pressing a quick kiss to his forehead, just then, the door the nursery opens which reveals ser criston cole.

You were confused as to why the kingsguard was here himself, “Prince Aegon has sent me in search for you, he is calling you to his chambers.” Those words were enough to clarify the situation. He wanted to lay with you, “I'll be there in a minute.” you reply and he nods, you give the babe to the servant before smoothening your dress, and leaving the nursery.

You reach your martial chambers quickly, you turn around to thank Cole and dismiss him, you then open the door to the chambers and shut them just as quickly, taking a deep breath before turning around and venturing deeper into the room.

You spot Aegon sitting in his chair, but what was odd was that he was accompanied by Aemond, who you've meet occasionally and had nothing but a positive opinion on about, you were confused on what he was doing here.

Maybe Aegon did not want to lay with you? Maybe Aegon was trying to get closer to his brother for having a bond of a family? You knew how strongly bonded these brothers are, especially since after whatever happened at driftmark, so it wouldn't be weird to assume that Aegon is trying to get you and Aemond to become good friends.

“Ah, wife.” Aegon gets up from his chair, coming over to hug you, and you return it awkwardly, knowing that Aemond is in the same room, Aegon chuckles at your awkwardness. He quickly gets behind you, pushing you forward until you're right in front of Aemond who stares at you from below, all the while Aegon nuzzles his face into your neck.

You're confused not knowing what's happening, “Brother, undo her front laces.” Aegon commands and you furrow your brows immediately, baffled at how Aegon was behaving, perhaps he had drunk too much? You felt bad for Aemond, probably stuck in this unwanted situation, you try to give him an escape route but you are surprised when his warm knuckles graze against your collarbones as his fingers hook underneath your laces, beginning to pull them apart.

You were perplexed by his actions, not knowing what to do, you grip his arm from further undoing the laces but Aegon forcefully pulls your hands back, holding both of them behind you as Aemond pulls off the corset.

You were wearing a dress with no sleeves, but that did not mean you went completely shoulderless, your shift and chemise beneath you acted as the sleeve’s replacement, so when Aemond undoes the laces that were holding your long gown up, it immediately plummets to the floor, leaving you in your chemise.

Aegon nuzzles his nose into the crook of your neck from behind, taking in your scent while placing small kisses on your shoulder, still not letting go of your hands, “Darling, I hope you don't mind Aemond joining us today, he had admitted to me that he fancies you, and as his older brother, it is in my responsibility that i take care of my brothers needs.” Aegon coos into your ear and you bite your lip, you are about to respond but you are interrupted by your own gasp when you feel Aemond caress your breasts, squeezing the flesh and playing with them.

“I'm afraid— I don't understand?.” You reply confusedly, staring at Aemond play with the mounds of your breasts, and Aegon chuckles into your ear pressing a kiss to the shell of your ear, “I'm simply allowing him to wet his dick inside your cunt.” Aegon puts it plainly, making you bite your lip in shame; all the while Aemond's hand slowly travels up your thigh, underneath your chemise, before it disappears inside; reaching your core.

You squeal when you feel him pinch your clit before he stroked small circles onto it.

“W-why?” You question, trying to free your hands from Aegon's grip but he doesn't budge, but instead watches with amusement as his brother's hand brings out such reactions from you, you whimper as Aemond's finger travels down your slit and to your opening.

“It's my duty as his older brother.” Aegon replies nonchalantly, Aegon loosens his grip momentarily, changing his grip so he can hold both of your hands in one of his. His free hand lifts your chemise up, as he peeks from over your shoulder to see what his brother's hand was doing to your cunt, he chuckles mockingly when he sees your juices dripping from in between your legs.

“Look at her leaking yeah? Her cunt is literally weeping.” Aegon comments and you clench your eyes shut because of the humiliation you are feeling, your husband is parading you out like a whore for his younger brother, and Aemond— whom you've thought of so highly— is letting this happen while participating in the act.

You gasp when you feel one of Aemond's finger enter you, your walls tightly clamping around his finger which makes him grunt, “Fuck you're squeezing my fingers.” He breathlessly says. Aemond suckles on your neck, biting your sensitive spot which makes you whimper. Aegon finally lets go of your hands and then holds you by your waist before rubbing his cock against your ass.

Aemond's finger trail over the spongy spot inside of you, that makes you let out a moan and he takes note of this and presses against that area that causes you to tremble in pleasure, your hands fly up to his shoulders to balance yourself, though you knew you wouldn't fall, Aegon was holding from behind after all.

You were trapped between these two men, both of them peppering kisses on the opposite sides of your neck making you feel dizzy so you rest your head on Aegon’s shoulder, revealing more of your neck for the men to claim.

Aemond adds another finger inside you, stretching you out whilst providing you pleasure, his fingers skillfully grazing your spongy spot, constantly hitting it with precision.

You didn't even feel your peak approaching; it was ripped out of you so suddenly, you let out a loud moan of Aemond's name, clenching onto his shoulders extremely tightly, tears streaming down your cheeks at the intensity of your peak. Aegon's warm tongue glides over your face, collecting your tears on his tongue and licking at them.

You feel Aemond pull his fingers out of you, and you watch with hooded eyes as he puts them in his mouth, licking your essence up before he hums in delight, before pressing a kiss to your lips, making you taste yourself.

You are surprised when you are pulled away from him by Aegon, he lifts you up hurriedly and carries you over to the bed before harshly throwing you on it, he is quick to undress, taking off his breeches and undergarments, getting completely naked and harshly grabs your ankle, pulling you to the edge of the bed.

His hands rip apart your chemise in a hurry, before he forcefully spreads apart your legs and positions himself in between, he gives you no warning before roughly shoving himself inside you, that make you slightly shriek in pain but eventually the pain fades, he moves in and out of you fast paced, ramming into your hole with such an intensity that it has you seeing stars.

“Are you jealous?” Aemond taunts Aegon and Aegon rolls his eyes, “No, I just couldn't hold back anymore, I've missed her cunt so much.” He replies to the taunt and Aemond chuckles, undoing his own breeches, freeing his cock from its confines. “Can I use her mouth?” He asks Aegon and Aegon grunts, “Do whatever the fuck you want with her.” he thrusts brutally into you.

You feel the space next to your head sink and you look over slightly only to be face to face with Aemond's cock, it forms a shadow over your face under the candle lights, you gasp when you see it physically throb. You've never seen that before.

He uses that slight opening as a chance, hooking his thumb in your mouth and spreading your mouth open before pushing his cock inside your mouth, you are taken aback by this and try to pull away but Aemond holds your head in place before shoving himself inside your mouth further, his tip caresses the back of your throat, which makes you gag on his cock, but that only further provides additional pleasure as he groans.

“Seven hells—” Aemond grumbles, his hand hold your hand as he thrusts into your mouth, thumb caressing the outline of his cock that forms in your throat when he pushes as the way, your eyes well up with tears and soon you're panting for air that makes you involuntarily suck on his cock, Aegon's thrusts from downwards make your body jolt upwards, taking more of Aemond's cock.

Aemond suddenly pulls out which makes you suck a sharp breath automatically, “Easy there sweetheart.” Aemond coos and you pant heavily staring at him with doe eyes, “I'll shove it once again alright? Breathe— through your nose— fuckkk.” Aemond instructs as he shoves his dick inside your mouth again, but this time you're prepared so you follow his instructions.

You hollow your cheeks which makes him grunt in satisfaction, “Good girl.” Aemond compliments you, which causes your cunt to clench around Aegon's cock, to which he responds by a chuckle, “Guess she liked that brother, she's squeezing the fuck out of me.” Aegon talks to his brother and Aemond hums in response, Aegon's thrusts speed up, that constantly hit your sweet spot, he bends forwards and takes one of your breast in your mouth, suckling on the nipple and soon– beads of white droplets begin to come out, directly into his mouth that makes him suck more harshly, enjoying the taste of your sweet milk.

“She's lactating? Fuck I wanna have a taste.” Aemond moans, noticing how the milk started to drip from the sides of Aegon's mouth.

Aegon's tip constantly caresses your spongy part, which causes something to tighten in your stomach before it eventually snaps, causing you to cry out in ecstasy and choke on Aemond's dick.

The sensation of your throat tightening around his cock makes Aemond finish as well, he shoots his load down your throat which you have no option but to swallow, and soon— Aegon is finishing inside, painting your inner walls white.

He pulls out immediately after, falling forward onto you and positioning you in such a way that he is able to suckle more, Aemond joins him soon after; shuffling and turning down to take your free breast into his mouth.

You couldn't help but whine as the two brothers suckled on each of your breasts, your recent high made you even more susceptible to sensitivity, yet you couldn't help but caress their heads gently, Aemond clamped his teeth down on to your nipple hardly which made you wince; but he later soothed the area with the wetness of his tongue. Aegon on the other hand was more careful to not graze his teeth against your sensitive buds, only using his tongue and swirling it around your swollen bud.

Aemond let's go with a wet pop, cleaning up the milk and sat up straight before tugging you, this displeased Aegon who wasn't done yet, but he had to let go, Aegon watches as Aemond settles in between your legs before he crawls down, by then Aegon had already caught on to what he was doing, and assisted him by holding you against his chest, your back pressed against him tightly, meanwhile you on the other hand; had no idea what Aemond was about to do.

“Aemond what are you— huh? Ahhh!—” You ended up squealing in surprise when you felt him place his wet tongue on your clit— you tried to shut your legs from the embarrassment but Aegon held them open— so you could only watch helplessly as Aemond gave kitten licks to your clit, which undoubtedly made you feel pleasure.

He licked a long stripe from your hole to your clit before fully engulfing it in his mouth, sucking on the flesh as if he's starving, Aegon's cock is already beginning to harden again as he witnessed such a depraved act.

Aemond groaned when he felt Aegon's seed in his mouth — which he sucked out of you — but he didn't let it stop from devouring you, his tongue licked through your folds before he sucked on your clit and let go of it with a pop before repeating the motion all over again, you unknowingly pushed his face further into your cunt, which made him moan knowing how desperate you were for him, the moan caused additional vibrations which sent pleasure through your body in waves.

You rested your head on Aegon's shoulder as you watched Aemond continue his ministrations, Aegon turned your head slightly before he connected his lips with yours and you moaned into the kiss.

The familiar feeling of the tightness began to form in your stomach again and you break the kiss with Aegon and start to hump Aemond's face involuntarily; trying to just desperately reach your high.

“You're such a fucking whore do you know that? You look so desperate humping your face against his face.” Aegon coos meanly into your ear and you whine, staring at him with teary eyes and he smirks meanly, pulling your hair harshly, “Whore.” He degrades you and your bottom lips tremble as you are about to start crying, but you aren't able to when your peak hits you at the same moment, making you moan in pleasure instead.

Aegon mockingly smiles at you, “Here I thought that you were a prim and proper lady, hell— you don't even let me do these things to you, but maybe my judgement was wrong, maybe you're a whore from the silk street disguised as a lady.” He accuses you meanly, you shake your head no at his accusation while trying to calm down from your high.

Aemond doesn't say anything to that, but simply sits up, and shifts positions once again, pulling you off Aegon and onto his lap instead, you cry onto his shoulders and he simply coos at you, he caresses your hair to calm you down, “Goodness brother, you've made her cry.” Aemond sneers at Aegon who just shrugs his shoulders. “I've only stated what I've observed.” He replies and you whimper.

“All of that aside— do you think she can take us both? In one hole.” Aegon speaks before Aemond could come up with a response and you furrow your brows, and Aemond is lost deep in thought, “We'll have to test it out.” Aemond responds and you push back, immediately staring at him wide eyes but Aemond just pecks your lips.

He lays down, taking you along with him, one hand holding you against him while the other is grabbing your hips and sinking you down on his boner, you bite your lip at the delicious stretch, you're in a position where Aegon can clearly see your pussy stretching around Aemond's cock. Aegon straddles Aemond's knees and lines his cock against your entrance and you turn your head back to see what he was doing, his cock bumped with Aemond's before he found a slight opening to shove his cock into the same hole. “Ah—!” You let out a squeal from pain as you feel his tip intruding and stretching you far than you're capable of taking.

Aegon grows frustrated, not being able to enter his cock fully inside you as your walls clamp down, resisting furthermore intrudence, however that only makes Aemond's pleasure elevate as your walls squeeze him tightly.

“Fuck this, I'm taking her from the rear.” Aegon gives up pushing his cock inside you, you gasp when you feel his thumb poking and pushing inside your puckered hole on your behind. You cover your face with your hands ashamed but Aemond pulls them away before crunching upwards to kiss you on the lips.

Aegon collects your wetness that's dripping from your cunt and smears it on your slightly stretched out hole before doing the same with his cock and lining the tip with the entrance and slowly pushing it inside.

“Ahh— Aegon— wait– I don't think— hgh!” You squeal once his fully settles inside you, and you couldn't help but tremble from the burn of the stretch as he slowly started to move, tears streamed down your face when you felt Aemond move too.

You were feeling highly humiliated, how your dignity has now been sullied, though this encounter wouldn't get out; you knew you wouldn't be able to see Aemond in the same light again, you'd always think about this day whenever you'd encounter him, a dirty little secret you'll have to keep hidden from the realm.

You are pulled from your thoughts with a sharp thrust from both of them penetrating you, you couldn't stop it but moans slipped from your mouth like prayers, you gasped and choked while calling out their names, the position; the act; the pleasure and humiliation you were feeling all combined made you feel hot, and to your horror, the pain began to subside leading you to enjoy this act.

You clinged onto Aemond as the brothers both rammed into you at such a fast pace that made you see stars, you clenched your eyes shut at the new sensations they were making you feel, and soon you're moving in rhythm along with them.

“Fuck fuck fuck I'm gonna cum.” Aegon grunts, his thrusts eventually becoming sloppy, “Me too.” You tell him and Aemond takes that as a cue to thrust faster into you, his hips ramming against you, the sound of flesh slapping rapidly fills the room.

Once again, you're blinded by the pleasure that was ripped from you, you came with a loud moan just as simultaneously as Aegon did, he pulled out and came on your back, he couldn't help but watch in awe as his seed dripped down onto your ass cheeks.

Aemond's pace became slow and messy, indicating that he was near too, “I'm gonna cum inside you, get you pregnant alright? This time you'll carry my child, not Aegon's. I'll make sure of it.” He grunts out mindlessly, pressing you down tightly to his chest, and Aegon just snickers. “Only time will tell, Brother.” Aegon replies snarky.

And with that, Aemond finishes inside you, shooting his seed far up into your walls, and you just nod silently, processing his words, his grip loosens after he finishes you fall off him and onto the bed, and soon Aegon collapses tiredly as well.

You hoped silently, that this would be the last of it, and that you'll not have to do this again, though it was enjoyable— it was humiliating, you were not that kind of lady that indulges in such depravity, maybe you'll be able to forget this and move on as if it never happened.

You prayed to the gods desperately.

But the gods are cruel.

Such encounters became frequent, Aegon and Aemond were enjoying it too much to stop, and soon you eventually got used to the routine, yet you couldn't help but feel guilty when you'd go to the sept with Alicent, when she prays that Aemond can find a good match, when she talks about the proposals that came for Aemond to you, unbeknownst to the fact that her son was constantly fucking you and was way too obsessed with you to let go of you and marry another woman.

He'd began fuck you without Aegon being involved and when you told Aegon about it, he simply shrugged furthermore simply allowing him to do so, telling you that it was his duty as a brother to let Aemond have the things he wants, the very same excuse he used during the first time.

“So, what do you think about Floris Baratheon? Do you think she's a good match for you?” Alicents voice snaps you out of your thoughts and you stare at her, who is addressing Aemond, who seemed to be as disinterested as ever.

“She's decent.” He replies shortly before he turns his gaze to you, and you immediately avoid it, staring at Alicent instead who sighs in annoyance, soon; the feeling of stickiness between your legs—which you've tried to ignore— becomes more imminent the longer he stares at you.

And guilt overwhelms you, you didn't know why you were even joining this meeting with Alicent, you –infact– hated it, knowing that moments prior to this, you were fucking Aemond in the secret hallways of the keep.

And that his seed was currently dripping out of you.

— !  ݈݇- thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed it <3 comments and reblogs are appreciated greatly ♡

[praisethesuuun]

May i ask for a Shiva NSFW alphabet ?👀

I tried my best, I swear! As always, english isn't my first language, so I'm sorry for any mistakes

SHIVA: NSFW ALPHABET

A: aftercare <what they're like after sex>

Shiva isn't really the best at aftercare. He falls asleep pretty quickly, so his wives are usually the ones that take care of you. They'll wash you up, give you water and then you'll all curl up against your husband.

B: body part <their favourite body part on them and you>

I think we all know what's coming...he literally has FOUR ARMS. How can he not like them? He can finger you while spanking your ass, and meanwhile he will hold you close to him whispering sweet nothings in your ear all night long. Shiva loves your tiddies, they're so soft! Sometimes he falls asleep between them.

C: cum <anything to do with it, really>

Shiva likes to cum in your mouth, especially when you struggle trying to swallow everything. Also, look at him while you do it, he loves it.

D: dirty secret <a dirty secret of theirs>

He often thinks about calling Rudra over: it could be interesting to see how you would manage to survive with the two of them. Shiva is not ashamed of his friend, but if you don't feel comfortable, then they will stop.

E: experience <how experienced are they>

He's pretty much experienced, he has three wives after all (and he can keep up with all of them, at the same time).

F: favourite position <self-explanatory>

Doggy style, without doubt. In this position, Shiva can hold you by the hips, touch your ass, caress your soft skin...it's like heaven to him.

G: goofy <would they use humor in the moment?>

Oh boy, he's very goofy. He isn't serious AT ALL. He will act like a brat, teasing you like there's no tomorrow and laugh when you can't keep up with him anymore.

H: hair <how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the courtains?>

The carpet match the courtains and it's very hairy. Shiva doesn't think about shaving that much, even if Parvati reminds him to do that every now and then.

He never listen anyway.

I: intimacy <are they romantic in the moment or they do not care?>

Shiva's very romantic, you will remember every night you spend with him. He will worship your body, call you beautiful, while his eyes shine under the moonlight.

J: jack off <...self-explanatory part 2>

Oh yeah, he does. Let me explain: when you are busy, he knows better than bother you. Shiva will complain for a bit before giving up and walking away angrily, with the intent of finding the nearest bathroom.

K: kinks <their kinks>

Please, I'm begging you, praise him constantly. Tell him how good he's making you feel, call his name when you're close, he has to hear you scream it. Oh, and don't forget to call him daddy!

L: location <where they usually do the do>

You don't necessarily do it in the bedroom. In his temple you literally fucked everywhere, plus it's not uncommon for him to get horny while you two are resting under a tree or watching a beautiful sunset.

M: motivation <what turns them on>

Watching you dance: the way your hips move in time, your tits bouncing at every step and the smile you have while feeling his eyes on you. You're gonna make him crazy.

N: no <things they refuse to do>

I feel like Shiva doesn't like degrading you. He's more the "I'm gonna worship every part of you" guy. This good boy could never insult you, it's against his moral code.

O: oral <do they like giving or receiving?>

Shiva loves giving and you can't change my mind. The sweet moans you make while he eats you out are like music for his ears, he could cum at any time just by hearing your whimpers.

P: pace <are they slow and sensual or fast and rough>

It depends on the day and on his mood. When he's stressed by the requests of the other gods, then you better be prepared 'cause he's gonna be ROUGH; but usually, Shiva's pretty sensual and prefers to take it nice and slow.

Q: quickie <would they fuck you for five minutes or wait until you wait home?>

Of course, he loves quickies, especially when he takes you to a boring meeting and wants to spice up the mood a little.

R: risk <...DUH>

Shiva doesn't have problems with taking them, he's always open to try out new things. But don't peg him, it's the only thing he feels unsure about.

S: stamina <how long can they last?>

He has TOO MUCH energy. Shiva will stop only when he sees you can barely stay awake. You passed out from pleasure a couple of times, but he always stayed beside you, making sure it wasn't something serious.

T: toys <do they own any? do they use them?>

You two only own them because the other gods (aka Rudra, and Indra, sometimes) find it funny to prank you by giving them to you as a birthday present.

U: unfair <how much they like to tease>

A lot, Shiva lives to tease you. He won't stop even for a second, refusing to give you his cock or stopping his movements when you're about to cum.

V: volume <are they asking for a noise complaint, or are they quiet?>

He has no shame, he isn't quiet at all. Dirty talk is a must: when you two are screwing around, you always need to tell him to lower his voice.

W: wild card <a random headcanon☆>

At first, he was really nervous about having sex with you. He didn't know if you felt at ease with his wives in the same bad; in the end, you were enjoying their company more than his-

X: x-ray <what to they look like under there?>

Shiva's dick is slightly bigger than the average and it's very hairy down there. The tip is #b284c4.

Y: yearning <are they in the mood to fuck or are they tame?>

He's very horny. A lot. That's it.

Z: zzz <how quickly they fall asleep afterwards>

Shiva falls asleep so fast that, the first time you had sex, you didn't even know what to do. He tries to stay awake, but he just can't... please, forgive him.

[pinkanonwrites]

Hello! I see that your ask box is open and I’ve had a dumb idea for a bit. How would the first years react to maybe a rowdy fem crush flashing them to get a rise out of them. Like maybe they’re getting scolded by their dorm leaders and crush is behind the dorm leader like boom tiddie. This might be too dumb. I’m both ashamed and not ashamed.

YES this is so funny! Not too dumb at all, I promise. I hope you enjoy!

Fem!Reader, she/her pronouns, NSFW-ish

Of course you would doom him to even more trouble, waiting until Riddle was smack in the center of a lecture about how Ace has been shirking off on his dorm chores again. He notices the sly smile on your face as you creep up behind the housewarden, but he can't possibly be sure of what it's about until you tug up the hem of your shirt, giving him a flash of your chest without Riddle being any the wiser.

"WOAH-HO!" His eyes bug out of his head, and if he could look any more cartoonish you'd swear that steam would start pouring out of his ears with a train-whistle sound effect. Luckily you've already fixed your shirt back in place by the time Riddle has turned around, shooting you a baffled look to which you simply shrug in response. He turns back to Ace, fuming.

"Are you even listening to me!?!" "Hey, it's not my fault! Blame her for distracting me!" "How can a Heartslabyul student go around blaming everyone else for their own lack of discipline? OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!" Later, Ace demands you let him rest his head on your boobs as repayment for getting him in trouble and stuck with one of Riddle's signature collars. He makes a big fuss about it, sighing all pathetically while you play with his hair, but really he's not too upset with the outcome from his position.

The situation may be the same as Ace's for Deuce, but his reaction is basically the polar opposite. When you flash him he freezes up like a deer in the headlights, eyes wide and mouth agape as you can watch in real time how his face gets redder, and redder, and redder.

"Have I made myself clear, Deuce?" "..." "Deuce?" "..! S-Sorry, Housewarden! Yes, Housewarden! Excuse me, Housewarden!" He bolts like a greyhound, all but leaving a smoke outline from where he was once standing. Riddle turns to see you standing oh-so-innocently behind him, quirking an eyebrow at you in a 'now what was that all about?' sort of look. Not like you'd ever tell him.

When Deuce gets to his dorm room he throws himself onto the bed, burying his face in the pillow and trying to decipher why the hell you would do such a thing. Did you know about his crush? Were you making fun of him? He didn't have an answer, but he felt all hot and wound-up and like his uniform pants were just a bit too uncomfortable, which only served to feed the hot flame of embarrassment in the pit of his stomach. How would he even talk to you with a straight face from now on?

He actually, straight up growls when he sees you lift your shirt and expose yourself to him, and it's probably one of the most embarrassing things that Jack has ever done. As soon as he realizes that sound actually came from him he flushes with heat, ears flattening against his head as he glares down at the floor like he's trying to burn a hole in it.

He immediately exits the conversation Ruggie was having with him mid-sentence, ignoring his upperclassmen's indignant "Hey!" As he storms over, grabs you by the wrist, and hauls you from the room. When he finally drags you to a quiet space for the two of you to talk he still can't quite look at you, fists awkwardly clenched as he stumbles through a reprimand.

"Y-You can't do that kind of thing here. If-If someone else saw they might have- I don't know if they'd- Just don't get in trouble. The boys here are animals." You can't help but notice that he isn't in any way trying to separate himself from that category. He's just as much an animal for you as anyone else here could be.

He somehow manages to be the most subtle about his reaction than anyone here, but given his company that's not saying much. While Vil is berating him and adjusting his posture and clothes you flash him a quick glimpse of your chest, and his breath noticeably stutters as his eyes grow wide and his cheeks pink. Rook pinpoints the change in expression in an instant, and offers Epel a smug smile as he redirects Vil's attention so the first-year can make a hasty getaway.

"Are ya crazy!?! Pullin' stunts like that with the Housewarden right there? It's like ya wanna kill me!" You and Epel's friendship has always been one of playful back-and-forth, so he's just barely able to hide his own fluster behind some scolding banter so you won't catch on to just how much you've thrown him off his groove. In truth he's screaming on the inside out of confusion and delight, half because he barely believes what just happened and the other half because, well, he did see it with his own eyes.

As embarrassing as it is, it's probably that interaction and that memory that helps Epel muster up the bravery to actually start appealing to you as a romantic interest and not just as friends. After all, you wouldn't have done something like that if you didn't like him even a little bit, right? That's his reasoning, anyway.

He straight up gasps, like a scandalized Victorian maiden. The tea set he was carrying for Lilia crashes to the floor in a cacophony of porcelain and sugar cubes and cream, and before you can even say a word he's upon you trying to babble out some mixture of scoldings and panic, but it's borderline incomprehensible.

Luckily you'd already fixed your shirt before that happened, so when he inadvertently drew all the attention in the room to the two of you, you were already decent. But you couldn't help but take a little delight in just how pink Sebek had gotten while he was trying to berate you, the sweaty nervousness as he struggled to even look you in the eye properly.

Literally can't sleep that night because every time he closes his eyes all he can see is your teasing smirk, your fingers curled on the hem of your shirt, the quick flash of you exposing your bare breasts to him. It drives him crazy, how one mere human can grab such a stranglehold of his psyche. But what is he supposed to do about it now?

[jacevelaryonswife]

After Dark | Part Two

As the week went by, an important achievement fell on Sihtric and tormented him completely: you didn't get out of his head.

pairing: sihtric kjartansson x stripper!fem reader | small appearance of finan

warnings: plot? no honey, porn! tiddy sucking, p in vagina sex, fingering, sligh dom!sihtric x slight dom!reader (yeah dude). English is not my first language. 4k of words

after dark masterlist

As the week went by, an important achievement fell on Sihtric and tormented him completely: you didn't get out of his head. It was ridiculous, totally, why would he think of a girl like you?

He was a man with physical needs, of course, but besides being a stripper it was not as if you were the only hot lady in the city (unfortunately the only one who gave him beer in the mouth wearing lingerie), and yet you haunted him in the most erotic way possible since the night of Osferth's birthday.

That was a shot in his ego, obviously. A shot? No, it was a real massacre against his pride. You see, he was not ashamed of your profession or of being attracted to you but with the idea of paying to have sex with a lady. He didn't need it, he never needed it, and he intended to keep not needing it — even after the conversation with Finan that night while they were waiting for the birthday boy.

"I'm not against strippers or anything like that, I just don't like the idea of paying to have sex," he said.

“Ya don't have to pay to sleep with someone, just in case you choose a lady of the night because - don’t tell me, it's her job to charge for sex,” his friend said bluntly.

"I know, but it's not real you know? I don't want to see a girl pretend to fake like in bad porn," the Dane replied low when he saw the waitress approach with another ale.

"Aye, she will only pretend if you don't treat her properly," Finan commented in a tone of obviousness. "You're overthinking about it, see Osferth, he was almost a monk and is being devoured at this moment by a ferocious fox."

And the same ferocious fox was being devoured in his thoughts at that very moment. He wanted nothing more to devastate the fuck out of you.

And that's what Sihtric intended to do by dismissing his mates at the typical pub and going to meet you. Things from work, he justified, driving to the club while continuing to fight the battle against his pride, asking what he tought being some employee if there would be a performance of the dancer whose artistic name — recently discovered by him — was Aura. The confirmation cheered him up to the same intensity that created a small focus of nervousness beneath the stoic and well-constructed feature of his face. Would you remember him?

No, of course not. How many men did you see in one night? How many passed by your bed? He was just another forgettable idiot who paid your bills.

It was informed that that night you would only be on a private stage (damn premium girl), which would make him pay obligatorily for dance and sex — something he obviously wouldn't do. Even though he received enough money to have a comfortable life, he knew that you were not a cheap girl and it was more than absurd for him the double payment. That's why he preferred to ask when you would be available on the other stages again.

Sunday on the main stage, they informed, and he waited restlessly for another day.

A great deal of shame warmed his body as he passed through the door of the club until the moment of sleep. What the hell was he doing? Waiting so long to have an uncertain moment with a girl who could reject him for a larger amount? That you would certainly do that. Where did his pride come from?

He was sure you had bewitched him. Damn Aura.

The rest of Friday night, the whole day of Saturday and the day and afternoon of Sunday were passed in great doubt as to how it should proceed, with rational peaks of not going to the club that night. But then, there he was in the same place last time waiting for the main show to start. (He wasn't proud of it).

Scarlet lights illuminated the center of the stage and you appeared covered with a red overcoat and gloves this time, hair stuck and walking in the direction of the central poledance right from the start. Your gaze ran along the audience from the left end to the right, quickly landing on it with a subtle smirk before the music started.

Standing there with your red coat on

French perfume looking vulnerable

Black widow girl you sit and wait

Till I climb into the web you made

Your performance was different this time, with so many layers covering your body that it limited your movements to the most simple. Until the glove was removed from one hand and a red smoke spread across the stage, with you distancing yourself a little from the poledance and throwing the piece in the direction of the audience anxious for your nudity.

I'm an animal, you got me losing control

The first button on the overcoat has been opened.

You got me losing control

The second came next, revealing some of the crimson lacy bra.

You got me losing control

The third exposed your skin even more, but not enough.

It's not right

Your hair was dramatically revealed to the audience and your head turned in the momentum of the music, taking on poledance with precise and sensual acrobatic movements that impressed him considerably.

I can't take it no more girl

I can't take this abuse

Every time that you walk in the room girl

I'm hypnotized by the way that you move

It's the way that you move

You were upside down with your thighs attaching your body to the structure, undoing the other glove and throwing it again towards the audience, who howl like hungry wolves. In the mismatched eyes of Sihtric your performance was more provocative and impersonal than the previous one, so far, creating a certain discomfort in him, placing him beyond what he had fantasized. That was your job and his sexual desire, nothing more than the basics.

Your position exposed the provocative garter that connected the bottom of the lingerie with the transparent stockings that made up your look, making you even more sensual and domineering especially when maneuvering the vertical bar so well and standing up effortlessly, facing the audience with while playing with the fourth big button of the piece that covered a part of your body.

You looked at the men who made up the audience, a great mix between businessmen, apparently normal men and visibly failed men. Your choice was obvious and rational as you approached a cunt who was proud of the Ralph Lauren suit and the shiny Rolex on his wrist. No word was said by you when collecting the roll of money and releasing the penultimate button with a satisfied smirk, putting the notes inside your bra.

You call me out at your beck and call

Set me up just to watch me fall

Twist and turn bend and sway

I move in then you push away

Sihtric held his breath for some seconds when your gaze found his, maintaining the connection by slowly approaching him like last time. But he was not Osferth, his cheeks did not turn red when you bent down to face him directly, nor when you signaled with the index finger so that he approached to the point that your sentence was audible only to him.

"Did you come back to see me, dear? That made me very happy. I hope you want to follow in the footsteps of your sweet friend too,” your voice was soft as velvet in his ear, not expecting an answer when you got up and continued to face him. "Unbutton the last one, sweetie."

His heart missed a beat when he was remembered by you. Damn it, he felt pathetic for his inner reaction but mirrored his fierce look, without the twinge of fun. Sihtric liked boldness and insubordination in his women and that made him truly truly fucking aroused, he wanted to fuck the shit out of you and wanted to see you fuck him like a real lady of the night.

“Good boy,” your superb smile sent a gust of heat to his cock and he hated how easily he was affected as a teenager at puberty.

I'm an animal you got me losing control

You got me losing control, you got me losing control

It's not right

No, it wasn't certain at all.

Now, without the thick layer that hid your soft curves from the hungry pack you moved more easily in poledance, curling up acrobatically like a cat in a tree. Sihtric got drunk with his sample body and rubbed his palms on the side of his pants to soften the tingling that took them, enjoying his performative and sensual show.

I can't take it no more girl

I can't take this abuse

Every time that you walk in the room girl

I'm hypnotized by the way that you move

It's the way that you move

Upside down again, you looked at him a few times as you moved your arms, crossed your thighs technically against the metal bar and changed position, always subtle and discreetly, but not for him.

I can't take it no more girl

I can't take this abuse

Every time that you walk in the room the room, I'm Hypnotized by the way that you move

It’s the way that you move

Yes, he was fucking hypnotized, so absorbed that he didn't hear the desperate appeals of the men asking to see more of your body. Idiots. All of them, idiots. You would be his lady that night.

I can't tell you the future, I may promise the moon.

Cause every time that you walk in the room girl, I'm hypnotized by the way that you move.

It's the way that you move

What happened when you withdrew from the stage was very fast, Sihtric got up at the same time as the previous idiot and followed the same dark corridor that Finan had gone. The security guards who were willing along the way went unnoticed by the determined focus of the Dane in his fervent steps, contrasting with the calm (excess of security) of the other man who also went looking for him. He waited to go to some administrative or security employee to get to you, not to your own person who arrived at the door of one of the rooms.

“Aura! Aura,” he practically screamed in your direction, watching you turn to face him with a satisfied smirk.

“Good to see you, big boy, I figured you were coming,” you purred as you faced him. "Would you like to come in so we can negotiate?"

Before his confirmation, the other man was opposed to what was being suggested. “Common babe, you won't waste time with anyone having a gold mine right here in front of you."

Fortunately your answer was satisfactory enough that Sihtric did not hold that cunt by the lapel of his ridiculous suit and crush him against the wall. The guy was nothing close to him physically speaking, but the weight of the wallet certainly made him believe that he could have anything he wanted, including you.

"I like to draw my own conclusions, sweetie, especially with those who arrive first." That's all you said as you held Sihtric's hand and guided him inside the room under the asshole's protests. He was probably right to call himself a gold mine and the Dane knew that. That worried him like hell. "Don't call him, guys like him are in droves out there with full wallets and bad sex. It's not my type."

"And what's your type?" He asked emotionlessly in his voice, seeing a malicious little smile form in your features.

“Handsome men like you; good boys, bad boys who need a lesson... it's a long list,” you replied bluntly.

The previous anger felt for him dissipated considerably with your response, recalling the reason for being there in the first place, but still keeping a small fraction in case he needed it.

"What if you're the one who needs a lesson?" His tone was intense and low, entering in your little game.

"Do you think I've been a bad girl?" You purred as you leaned on it, leaning your hands on the deliciously defined chest.

“I think you need a good lesson, babe,” he circled your hips with one hand, holding firmly on to his soft skin, enjoying the warm course the situation was taking. But there was still a small problem. "But before that I need to know about the price."

"... see, I'm an expensive girl but I get very well only with the dance, which makes sex an activity done only when I want and with whom I want," your explanation was categorical, but the sensuality remained in your manners. And then you revealed how much you normally charged and Sihtric was sure that his pressure dropped for long seconds and his eyes widened more than he wanted to show. At the same time that his world overturned furiously, your explanation did not stop.

"But I can always make exceptions for guys to make me cum nice and easy, which I hope is your case, handsome, someone with such beautiful eyes could not be disappointing."

The new suggested value thawed his blood and pumped it directly to the stick. It was still high, but less atrocious than the previous one. It was promising.

"And I have restrictions on certain fetishes, so I need to know what you like to do."

Ah, he really liked to please the ladies. He liked to fuck good and strong beautiful things like you, but he also liked slow and sensual sex.

It was natural for Sihtric to take control of sex, but there were no problems when the lady took the reins of the situation. In fact, he found it extremely aroused to see a girl in a position to take what she wanted from him. Although the dane appreciated a certain versatility, he preferred dominance. And that's almost what he answered.

"So, how do you want me, darling?" You asked as you leaned all over it again, shortening the distance between your lips. “Because I have some ideas, including knowing your name,”

"Mm," he buzzed satisfied only to practically growl next: "It's Sihtric, and I also have some ideas."

"Good," you surprised him with a warm and overwhelming kiss, wrapping the back of his neck with one hand and leaning the other on his shoulder. Sihtric devoured your mouth with an even greater ferocity, circling your back and squeezing your arse and claiming your body for him and only for him.

There was no fear or shyness in the way your lips moved against each other, tasting, biting, sucking, confronting each other. He squeezed your soft flesh and brought you impossibly close during the hot make out, grunting when you pulled the sensitive hair from the back of his neck and pulling your lower lip with your teeth.

"Bad girl," he growled, pushing your body to the edge of the bed and breaking the kiss reluctantly to say, "Take off your clothes for me, slowly."

You bit your lower lip and looked at him seductively, smiling with menace and leisurely lowering the straps of the bra before leaving your breasts in full display. His hands immediately met your warm flesh, holding firmly, squeezing and massaging vigorously.

"Did you like them, babe?" You sighed when he turned both halos between his fingers.

“A lot. You're fucking gorgeous, lady."

The lower part of the set was the next to be removed, slipping between its soft thighs with ease exhausted.

Not even in the most explicit daydreams would his mind have projected anything close to your magnitude. You were completely ravishing and he wanted nothing more than to devastate you. The Dane attacked the soft skin of your neck with kisses and incisive licks that made your body soften below him, your scent touching on all his senses.

Reluctant to move away from you, his clothes were then discarded and your hands flewed to explore the defined abs marked with some scars. He was a fucking view, especially all hard with pre cum leaking from the tip of his huge cock, holding the condom in his hands.

"Damn, handsome, we're going to have a lot of fun today. But this brand sucks, let me get a better one.”

The dane's answer was a proud smirk, diving over you when pushing you in bed, not wasting time in claiming every little piece of your body with his hands, lips and tongue. First kissing your, neck, collarbone to reach your velvety breasts, turning the halo before licking them and wrapping them around your lips, sucking and bitting like a hungry man, making you moan pleasantly.

“Mmm,” you purred with a smile and caged him between your legs, rubbing your warm intimacy against his thigh.

"Do you want more, babe?” He asked close to his skin.

“Yes Sihtric, give me more!”

“Mmm,” he lowered his attention down your stomach, kissing all the way until he reached your wet heat, groping from the bundle of nerves to the wet entrance. "Fuckin' pretty," his mouth watered in the vision of your perfect body and pussy, longing more than anything to taste and fuck you with his fingers.

Before Sihtric could ask for permission to do that, you took his hand and sucked his index and middle finger, leaving your eyes more open throughout the act. "I'm glad you liked it, darling, because at that moment I need to know what these fingers can do," your velvety voice made his cock squirm and his fingers tingle to satisfy you.

He didn't think twice about inserting a finger into his soft, wet walls, moving slowly to prepare you, biting your lower lip with a soft murmur.

"Hmm," you moaned with the delicious intrusion that came along with the thumb of the other hand on your clitoris, "just like that, babe."

"Are you enjoying it, darling?" He purred with a confident smile, leaning to kiss your stomach and tits.

“A lot,” you massaged his head and brought him closer to your skin, closing your eyes in delight and moaning slyly when he wrapped his fingers. "But I just want to cum on your dick tonight."

He let out a short, nasal laugh, removing his fingers from your walls and rubbing your fluids into your nipples. "What a shame, I wanted to feel you squeezing my fingers like you were doing just now."

"You'll prefer to feel my tightness somewhere else, pretty boy, let me ride this impressive big cock," you groped his chest with your fingers and captured his lips in a short and sloppy kiss, taking control by turning it to climb on his lap.

Allowing you to pick up the condom thrown on the bed, the Dane watched with a low grunt as you laid out the material along his length, pumping a few times to provoke him before taking your position by taking him inside your warm, wet and soft prison slowly. "Damn it," you closed your eyes and stopped halfway, "I need some time to take everything, you’re so big and good."

He held your hips and leaned his feet on the bed to contribute to your movements. “Take your time little lady.” Sihtric was really struggling to let your body adapt, but the delicious tightness of your cunt left him yearning for more.

Your hips got closer and closer to his groin, moistening the entire stretch until your finally reached the base with a long sigh. Sihtric's hands smoothed the sides of your body and handled your tits with dexterity while contemplating you and your body with admiration and lust. Finally.

His weekly torment was being solved and he would do his best to prolong it.

Your initial jumps were smooth, leaning your hands on his chest to establish a constant and light rhythm that made him grunt low in contentment. Although...

Although he was appreciating how your movements intensified, it was not the way he wanted you that night, but he could deal with it for a while, especially when he started hitting his hips with your own. Fuck.

“Hmm, just like that,” you moaned and leaned over to take his lips, which gave him the chance to wrap an arm around your back and hold your body against his, holding your arse with a big hand to fuck you in that position. “Fuck, you're so damn big,” you whined with pleasure on his lips. “It feels amazing,” your head fell into the crooked of his neck.

"Let me know when it's too much, lady, I don't want to hurt you," he wandered with strong breathing before turning your body in a quick and fluid movement down, taking over the top, rubbing his groin against yours.

There was no reluctance in the rhythm he established, reflecting on the way your legs caged him and your arms brought him even closer, making him more intimate than he thought you would like. But who was he to displease with such?

“Sihtric! Keep going!” You sang sweetly, contrasting with the previous dominating attitude, melting and releasing juices on his cock. He grunted in a particularly strong grip followed by a soft tow. “More!”

He hit that spot again and again and almost growled when your nails scratched his back, beating relentlessly at a maddening pace. He was mortally proud of the idea of taking an orgasm out of you so fast that his mind led him into an inconvenient trap: what if you were pretending?

No, he couldn't accept that.

Pressing his thumb on your pearl and sucking the sweet place in the conjuncture between your neck and shoulder, Sithric kept his movements focused on getting your pleasure, taking your breath out and making your body arch violently against his with a loud moan, squeezing him in every way for dear life, leaving him almost painfully motionless throughout your high.

You were a damn sight with eyes closed and mouth between open, then staring at you with a satisfied and open smile. "Fuck… if I had known it would be like this I would have let you fuck me in the middle of the stage... in front of all those idiots," you laughed and smoothed his face, "keep going, I want you to cum for me."

If the glorious connection between your bodies leading him to madness was not enough, your dirty words made it difficult to postpone the weight on his balls with each intense and deep thrust on your velvet walls. He was on the edge of the apex when he sank his face into your neck and grunted loudly, making his folds vibrate. It was too much to deal with.

His senses failed when he came strong and hot, filling the condom and your ear with idle and guttural sounds while squeezing your hip with a force that would be felt for days. Sihtric leaned on the opposite forearm so as not to deposit all the weight on you during the climax, delighting in the newly formed sweat where your breasts and his chest were.

"Fuck," the Dane slowly withdrew from your cozy interior and removed the used condom, visually looking for some disposal point inside the room. When you signaled the nearest dumper he drove quickly before falling to your side with irregular breathing and eyes momentarily closed. He was a fucking view.

“I hope it doesn't take long to recover because I need you to fuck me again,” you said after a short moment in comfortable silence.

A quick nasal laugh was his first reaction. "Mmm, you're a needy girl, aren't you?" His mismatched eyes shone with sensuality when they found yours, "don't worry, I intend to make good use of time."

An open and satisfied smile was the preceptor of your answer. “Good. I have more ideas."

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— taglist: @gemini-mama @lexwolfhale @ireallydontcareanymorebrooo @tssf-imagines @chompchompluke

[laura1633]

Ignore me please! I fell down the horny pit that is Max Verstappen’s body, I feel feral, I need a nuzzle. Omega Max with his child bearing hips and full tiddies and soft belly is ashamed of his body meanwhile some grid alphas compete in “try not to jump fertile omega” challenge on the weekly basis. Charles breaks eventually, he is in pre-rut so his stupid alpha brain takes over and he mounts exited Max in the driver’s room. Red Bull or Ferrari employees left traumatised for life.

Hi anon, oh I definitely can't ignore you when you are talking about Max's body, it's my favourite subject.

I tried to capture some of your prompt in this story, hopefully it is close enough - Off Limits

Thanks for the lovely prompt ♥️

I was going to save these prompts and post the stories in April but I just have so many prompts in my ask box that I have decided to group them into groups of ten and work through them in roughly the order they came in. So if anyone sends me prompts now or has sent them recently it could be quite a few weeks until I get to them. I can always write short drabbles in the meantime though (less than 1000 words), Just know I am not ignoring anyone, I just want to keep the asks in my inbox so I don't lose them!

[allnalufraxus]

We're well fed with Lucy and Natsu content, they're the mains c'mon, hot dorks, I love that the content for them is still thriving apparently, also Laxus, don't need to talk about that, there's enough great fanservice too, bless that man, his character journey and softie soul and his man tiddies but

where the hell

is all the Freed motherf*cking Justine content y'all?? Where?? That man is HOT, we all been knew and if u didn't think so before then that tank top + pony tail combo dragged y'all in at the latest and that's only talking about looks and not considering parts of his attitude

not even ashamed, let me lick that man's nice biceps, let him pick me up bridal style and call me a good girl as I deserve to be called while I tread my fingers through his heavenly hair, his smirk making me weak in the motherf*cking knees

[youraverageaemondsimp]

“Good girl.” // Professor!Aemond Targaryen x Student!Reader

MDNI, DD:DNE : reader discretion is advised.

block the tag #MAE:DARK!CONTENT to prevent seeing dark content from me.

based on this request.

WARNINGS: forbidden relationship, dubcon due to power imbalance, blackmail, virginity loss, rough sex(?), spanking, cunnilingus, fingering, tiddy sucking, both of them are adults, dark!aemond, professor x student relationship. + not proofread.

WC: 1.7k

“Why do you seem to be failing only in my class?” his voice booms, bouncing off the walls in the comfort of his office, you flinch at his harsh tone, your history professor, Aemond Targaryen seemed to be disappointed.

“Its- it's too difficult to remember.” you mumble, and he raises an eyebrow, “Why'd you take up this course then? You're wasting your time, though you may be good in all others, this subject is your main one and yet here you are, scoring extremely low, barely managing to pass.” he says harshly, eye roaming your figure up and down.

“S-sorry professor, I swear I'll get good grades next ti—”

“And how many times will you repeat the same line? You said that the previous test, and it's previous, and before that too, you are failing miserably Miss Y/N.” he rolls his eyes in annoyance, and you remain silent, eyes downwards in shame.

Aemond takes in your defeated form, the way you looked so submissive, quivering in fear under his gaze, he liked the power he held over you, and his eye darted towards your thighs, the way your knee high socks dug softly into the flesh, and your plaid skirt, he wondered what colour panties you were wearing, weather is his favourite colour or not.

“If you fail again, you'll have to repeat this year.” he says and you lift your eyes in panic, not wanting to do that and you speak up “What can i do?”

“Anything, get a tutor, study harder, ask your friends for help, or…” he trails off, tongue poking the inside of his cheek and you look at him confused, “Or… ?” you ask, “The other method is unethical, but would be quite an easy way for you to pass.” he says calmly, voice void of any disappointment he held earlier, filled with far more sinister.

“Please, I'll do anything.”

There it is.

“Anything?” he asks and you nod eagerly, fidgeting with your hands, he hums.

“Lift your skirt up.” he commands and you look at him shocked, “What-? Sir-” you try to protest but he throws a stern look in your direction, “Do you want me to fail you?” he asks and you shake your head, and try to hold back the tears of humiliation as you reluctantly lift your skirt up, revealing your panties to him.

“My favourite colour indeed.” he comments and you feel ashamed as you feel his gaze burning holes, he motions you come close to him and you do, you stand in front of him while he is sat on his chair, your skirt still held up, he hooks a finger through your panty band and pulls it down, mouth salivating at the sight. He licks his lips.

He forces you to sit on the table in front of him, spreading your legs apart as he slides the chair backward just enough to bend down and reach your cunt, he sniffs, taking in the scent which makes you shiver in disgust as you watch him with tear filled eyes, his mouth then latches on your bud, suckling and flicking it up and down and you throw your head back and moan, thighs clenching around his head, squeezing him tightly until he pulls them apart, hand wrapped around each thigh, holding you in place and he devours your cunt like a mad man.

“S-slow down please!” you beg when you feel his teeth nipping at your clit, slightly causing you pain, your hips move on their own accord grinding against his face and he grunts in satisfaction, “Fuck you taste heavenly, just like I had imagined.” he mutters into your cunt and you stare at him in disbelief, like he always imagined? “What? You were so fucking cute in your short skirts, prancing around the college campus looking like a 5 star meal, I don't think you know but almost every student has a crush on you.” he places kisses on your inner thighs, “Yet unlucky for them cause the one who has your legs spread out, is me.” he pulls your top up, revealing your bra, same color as the panties, “Oh my, matching are we? Maybe I'm wrong, maybe you knew that every guy wanted to fuck you, that's why you're prepared like a slut huh?” he stands up tall, hovering over your laid out form and leans down to your breast in his mouth.

You want to protest, tell him you're just doing for yourself, to feel pretty but you knew he wouldn't believe that. And maybe there was some truth to it, yet it was only for one person, for him.

A dirty secret of yours.

You had a crush on Aemond Targaryen.

Your professor.

Yet what you hadn't expected was to land yourself in this situation. How many nights did you imagine him fucking you? Giving your first time to him because you liked him, your professor.

But it wasn't all fairytales and sparkles like you had expected, you're letting him do this to you in hopes of passing his class, not because you wanted to actually fuck him at this moment. It was humiliating, and the realisation he was the blackmail type felt like ice cold water poured on you.

He bites your nipple causing you to snap out of thoughts. You watch as he lewdly suckles on your breast, his saliva coating it, you rub your thighs together at the sight, for an odd reason it is arousing, he chuckles knowing how you feel and you look away, embarrassed.

His hand travels to your cunt, rubbing small circles on your clit making you gasp, his finger travels and prods at your entrance and you let out a whine when he pushes it inside, curling it upwards causing you to squirm under him, his mouth leaves your breast before he takes your other one, giving it the same attention as he did to your previous one, simultaneously moving his hand in and out of your cunt, causing lewd wet noises to fill up the room.

The sounds of his mouth on your breast, his finger going in and out of your dripping cunt, your gasps and his satisfied grunts at the noises you let out bouncing off the walls and back to your own ears.

You reach your peak you a loud moan, gripping the table so tight, and he groans, hearing that lewd sound, “Fuck, need to be be inside you.” he mutters before withdrawing his hand and pulling himself up, you're caught offguard when he flips you over, making your breast push up against the table while giving full view of your ass to him. He pulls down your panties completely, giving your ass a spank.

“You're gonna do better in my class from today onwards aren't you?” he asks and you're confused, and before you could answer, he slaps your ass one more time, “Answer me.” he growls into your ear and you let out a breath, “Yes Mr Targ!” you yelp when you feel him smack your ass once again, “Call me Aemond.” he says and you obey, “Yes! Aemond.” you yelp “Good girl.” he presses a kiss to your ear, before undoing his pants, pulling his cock out.

He watches as the juices drip down from your cunt, and he lines his cock against your entrance, and pushes in slightly, and you muffle your whimpers of pain with your hand, he is way too big, and it seems like he's barely halfway through.

Aemond lost his patience the moment he felt you clench around him, he shoved inside completely without a care and you bite your lip so hard to prevent a scream from escaping. “Fuck you're so tight, like a virgin.” he breathlessly says and you whimper and that's when he realises, “Gods, don't tell me you are one.” he says in disbelief and your silence answers his question, making him groan, as he draws his hips backwards slowly, before thrusting in again. “Fuck- I'd have to be gentle but fuck, your cunt is making me insane.” he gasps, trying to restrain himself from fucking you like an animal in heat but the moment you let out a moan, he loses all his logical thinking and brutally snaps his hips backward and forward, thrusting into you with a fevrent pace.

It hurts at first, but then the pain subsides slowly as his cock hits that spongy part inside of you repeatedly, causing sparks of pleasure to shoot up your spine. He grabs both your hands and pins them to your back side, holding them together tightly with only just one hand while the other gives your ass a smack.

“You're such a good girl, taking what I'm doing to you without protest.” he grunts.

He let's go of your hands, and pulls you up by your hair, causing you to stand up with your back arched, head resting on his shoulder, before that very same hand grabs your throat, holding you in place and he ruts up into you, his other hand travelling down to your front, grabbing and squeezing your breasts before it travels down to your cunt, rubbing fast paced circles unto your clit.

The band in your stomach begins to tighten as he continues his actions, before it finally snaps, causing you to come undone with a loud moan of his name. His thrusts become sloppy and soon he's reaching his peak too.

He pulls out and flips you around, and lays you on the table on your back before pumping his cock with his hand and soon his cum spurts out, some falling atop your stomach and some on your cunt, dripping down to your hole.

“Seven hells, you look so beautiful like this.” he moans and you lay there, taking deep breaths. The next thing you know is that he's cleaning you up with tissues, wiping off his cum from your body and cleaning himself too.

You get up on wobbly legs, and pull yourself together, fixing your hair as you try to calm your nerves from what just happened.

“You're receiving an A+ for this, but if you want to keep passing, you either study or you can always resort to this.” he tells you as if it's the most casual thing in the world.

“Though, don't let anyone find out, it will only cause trouble for you, because I can easily find a way out of this mess.” he warns you and you nod, he grabs you by your cheeks and pulls you close, placing a kiss to lips.

“Good girl.” he mutters.

[beevean]

Top 5 of your most shameful ships from your fav pieces of media

oof. The one question that I am still ashamed to answer on main... :P

Well, whatever, I'm a freak. Under the cut to pretend I still have some dignity:

5) Baroryuu (Great Ace Attorney): it got far more popular recently which I'm very grateful for, but I did not forget the sheer vitriol against it and against Barok when the game came out. Sorry if I think their character development is sublime and I got teareyed when Barok started being so nice to Ryuu, saying stuff like "You are a lawyer of boundless talent" and "I believe that you saved my life" :') also I never believed that the 9 year age gap was a big deal? 24 and 33 are both consenting adults, especially in the context of the year 1900 in which the game takes place in. Please don't infantilize Ryuu, I love him just as much as Barok.

4) Jaspis (Steven Universe): says something about me that I despise Lapidot but like this one a lot. Also I can exploit a quirk in the Stevenverse and look for fics tagged Malachite if I want more of their sweet sweet toxic relationship, to avoid all the fluffy stuff I have no interested in :D but yeah, their dynamic was tragically cut short by the story. I loved the reveal that all that time, it was Lapis abusing Jasper, the cute waifish Gem taking all of her anger and resentment against the last person who dared to treat her like an object... and it just so happens that Jasper has such a warped sense of self worth that she liked being abused, and begged Lapis to come back, because she was so enamored with her power (and Malachite's - "we can fly!" aww). This was a kids show!

3) Sagamaji (Yakuza 0): yes, I really looked at that sleazy 50 something old man lording his power over the poor 24 yo who would do anything to protect his kyoudai, and immediately jumped to the most obvious conclusion. I am trash. I also might have felt something other than fear at the scene where Sagawa chokes Majima in the public toilet. But considering that I found dozens upon dozens of fics with the same premise of "Sagawa forces Majima to Do Stuff because he can", I'm glad I'm not alone, at least. I also like Kazumaji quite a lot, one of my favorite Gay Rival ships even, but that one's super duper popular 😂

2) Isaavor (Castlevania): damn you Stabbing scene, you really rearranged my whole braincells. Not that I also don't like Isaactor in its beautiful tragedy, but in this case, I am stuck between the Western fandom who deadass ignores it, except for one (1) fic I stumbled upon in a kink meme page, and the Japanese fandom who adores it but simply because they find both Trevor and Isaac hot. And I get it, I truly do. But... my parallels... my bonding... my sass... there is Something here, I feel it... like yes it's a crack ship and I love joking about Isaac having Thoughts 👀 about that whip (and those tiddies on trevor's chest), but I don't know, I think they have more chemistry than it looks.

Sonegg (Sonic): DeviantART did a number on me when I was 13. Age gap? Who cares! They want to kill each other really badly? Yeah, isn't that very sexy of them <3 there's only so much attitude Sonic can give Eggman before it looks like he wants to get dem eggs for himself. Plus, all the planning that went into analyzing Sonic to create Metal, hmm, Eggy? 👀 much like Isaavor, I'm stuck in this weird place where I recognize it's a crack ship and I mostly joke about it, but also, they're both foils of each other, they're interwoven as archnemesis, they're more similar than they let on... they have chemistry. Not a cute loving chemistry, but who needs it? :P

[dalterer]

@mrtyre

           damn right.

[shirewalker]

also gonna add that going braless when you have them ladies big it’s the worst. it’s uncomfortable as hell. yeah some days bras aren’t exactly on friendly terms with us but that’s normal with such a close bosom friend. but I remember very well what it was like to spend just one whole day braless and THAT WAS NOT FUN

[chilumi-shipper]

hi hi hiiiii. can i request ddlg childe with innocent reader and clit slapping? childe being meanie to reader but so sweet at the same time! it's okay if u don't wanna do this. but if u do, thank u sooo much! anyway i really love your writing ( ꈍᴗꈍ)

Daddy is a Meanie

Childe x Innocent!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, NSFW, DD/LG, Clit Slapping, Praising, Slight Crying, Squirting, Overstimulation, Rough Sex, Double Penetration in One Hole, Sex Toys, Mean Childe (But he loves you), Also reader calling Childe "Dada".

Summary: You've been a very naughty girl, you're not really sure why... It's just that you Daddy had threw you onto your bed and told you that you're gonna have to be on your best behavior when he fucks you tonight. He only acts like that when you've been bad, so you must have done something. You just want to be a good girl, so you accept everything as your Daddy tortures your body with pleasure.

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"D-Daddy... why are you gonna punish me? Did I do something wrong?" You looked at Tartaglia with those soft and pure eyes, your mouth curved into a frown. He had laid you down on your bed, you looking up at him in confusion as he ripped the clothes covering your body.

You felt sad that you're going to be punished, you only wanted to be a good girl for your Daddy, but instead you've been very naughty in his eyes....

You're just not really sure what you did wrong though.

Childe's heart almost melts as he looks at your naked body lying there, so soft and delicious. He had no reason to punish you, you're such a sweet little girl! Daddy only wanted to see how his baby would react, either listening to him or finally misbehaving.

"Do you think you did something wrong?" His gloved finger landed on your stomach, slowly gliding it's way up to your tiddies.

You giggled at his action, "Dada, it tickles..." he could only smile at that, you are just the cutest little thing!

He can't wait to wreck you.

"Answer." Childe uttered firmly as his finger found its way on your right nipple, pressing down on the hard bud.

You whimpered as you shook your head. "No, Daddy..." You sounded so ashamed of yourself, ashamed for disappointing him. Shivers form inside your body, you were completely bare and exposed to the breeze. "I'm sorry..."

His hand left your breast, before tapping at your thighs, a sign that you should spread your legs for him. As you did what he wanted, your clit had immediately twitched at the feeling of being uncovered.

Childe smirked, hands on your thighs---- before giving your clit a loud smack.

"EEEKKK!" Your hips had instantly bucked at the feeling, not expecting him to do that. The ache of his slap felt so.... exhilarating.

Childe absolutely loved your cute little reaction! He just can't resist his baby girl.

"D-Dada?" You called out for him questioningly, you doe eyes curious to know why he did that.

Despite every part of him just wanting to bring you to his chest and caress your soft hair, giving your pussy a nice and hard pounding whilst whispering sweet nothings in your ear, his expression remained stoic.

He stepped up to the bedside cabinet, opening it and taking out a black dildo. Your eyes never left him as he did that, your sight settling on the thing in his hand.

Daddy had just grabbed a toy from the "Special Toys Cabinet"! That doesn't happen a lot.

Now you're definitely sure that you did something that irked him, I mean... he just GRABBED a toy from the "SPECIAL TOYS CABINET".

"I'll explain your punishment, alright?" You nodded, following his figure that moved back to his position before, right between your legs with a perfect view of your sex. He pulled out a remote from his back and pressing it, the dildo on his other hand began to vibrate.

You visibly gasped, "Is that the Vibrate-y toy?" Your expression turned worried, you did not like that toy at all. You shook your head at him, adding to his amusement.

"Really? You don't want to... That's a shame, I just thought that my Y/N was a good girl, apparently she turned disobedient." You frowned at that, instinctively spreading yourself open even more for his eyes.

"I'm good... I'm a g-good girl..."

Childe gave you a charming smile, pressing the toy onto your clit. "I will shove this inside your pussy, okay?" You nodded at him in understanding. "If you make a noise, I'll have to do this." He removed the toy from your clit before his hand made a harsh contact on your pussy once again.

You were about to squeal but you caught yourself just in time, covering your mouth with your hands.

"Got it?" You just nodded at his question, making him slap your sensitive sex once again. "Answer."

"Yes, D-Daddy..."

It was harder than you thought... not making a sound as the vibrating dildo inside your pussy caressed your walls, and Childe's tongue circling around your stiff clit.

His tongue was just as good as always, using his fingers to fully reveal your clit to him and sucking on that sensitive bud, it just made you leak with wetness even more.

It was just too much, everytime you felt him suck so good, you would moan, leading to him taking his mouth off you and slapping your pussy like he said he would.

Your hips rised up to meet like tongue, wanting him to force the wet muscle on you even more.

"Dada..." Another slap.

His head rose up from your pussy, smiling at you. "Is it really hard to keep yourself quiet, baby?"

Just then, a scream was about to break out of your throat when Childe had grabbed the dildo, drilling it in and out of you in lightning speed.

"Noooo... U-Unfair..." You yelped, screaming even more as you felt another hard slap. Tartaglia only chuckled at your words. "D-Dada..." Tears burn your eyes as you felt it, your release. "C-Cumming...!"

Screams and whimpers come out of your mouth as your cum started to seep out around the dildo, staining Daddy's gloves.

"Aww, you're squrting... My baby must've felt so good." You couldn't speak, couldn't even nod your head, your mind was just hazy as liquid continues to drool out of your pussy and cover both your thighs and the bedsheet.

Ahh, there's that cum drunk look that Childe always loves to see.

You were finally done, he's finally punished you accordingly for whatever it is you did wrong.

That's what you thought at least, before your legs have been moved up, pressed onto your chest, giving him a view of your pussy still stuffed with the vibrating dildo.

"You think we're done without me fucking you raw, darling?" You looked in horror when the tip of his cock had found its way just outside your cum stained hole. The dildo was still inside you.

You were so tired from the ache on your clit and from cumming, Daddy shoving his cock inside you along with the dildo would break you in half.

"D-Daddy..." You looked up at his deep blue eyes, only to find reassurance in them.

"AHHHHHH!" You felt your walls being forcibly stretched apart as Childe slowly plunged his cock into your cunt, hissing at the feeling of your walls and the lingering vibration. "DADA!" You cried out, hands reaching to him for comfort.

You felt so full, too full. As Childe held you in a mating press, he finally had all of him inside you.

"It's gonna be okay, baby." One of his hands intertwined with yours, caressing it gently. The Harbinger had absolutely loved your whimpers as he starts moving, smiling as you start babbling out random, incoherent sounds.

Aww, you're just so cute being all dumb on his cock like that.

You cried even more as the vibration of the dildo gets stronger, aligning with his own cock that drills into you even faster.

"Shit! Ahhh, you just feel so good on Daddy's cock."

That same night, after Childe had fucked the braincells out of you, filling you up with cum until you couldn't even open your eyes anymore, he laid beside you, kissing your forehead and telling you just how much of a good girl you are. His arms wrapped around your naked body as you leaned into his chest.

"I should punish you more for being so fucking adorable."

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I just wanted to write about cute reader calling her Daddy "Dada", so I incorporated it into this! I hope you like it, thank your for requesting!!!

[pepsicup]

The Boob Thing

Bucky Barnes x Reader 1.5k words

Summary: There are things we do that they will never understand, especially a man like him. (semi smut, breast play, slight body worship, we love tiddies here)

Author note: this concept is from my vault that I wrote with a friend for a different fandom, I decided to repurpose it since it got archived. Not my best work since I'm trying to get back in the groove after writing Problems Of A Spaceman but whatever, enjoy! (I have the attention span of a cube of sugar so there are probably mistakes, I re-read my work all the time so it will be fixed)

Bucky cleared his throat to break the comfortable silence he came home to, attempting to gain her attention as subtly as he could. She was curled up on their bed with a small book, almost in the exact place where he left her, but...not completely the same way as before.

It was one of those quiet days where they could do absolutely nothing if they so wanted, but he did slip out to take care of a few things so he could spend the rest of it with her undividedly. She was so engrossed in reading that she hadn’t even notice he left and came back all in the same hour. Though he wasn't gone long, he found her in an even more natural lounging position that caught him off guard at the very sight.

"Doll?" his words were stunted by something hidden in his voice.

She hummed back in response, not registering his presence until the next thing he ask tore her focus away completely.

“Are you...feeling yourself up?” she peeked around her book at him standing in the doorway.

Bucky had an amused expression from the moment he walked in and while he’d been watching her for the last couple of minutes before speaking up. He's not ashamed to admit that he waited to announce his presence to see if it was going to end up becoming another thing he liked to watch, but it sadly wasn't. She was...well he had no clue what she was doing.

All that matters is it was something that was happening without him.

She wore a loose-fitting shirt, but had one of her hands slipped inside and resting laxly on her right breast. As Bucky stood there unnoticed, she unconsciously squeezed every few moments like it was no big deal. To him, it wasn't normal unless he was involved or if she had her other hand in her panties, luring him over with those pretty eyes.

It seemed like she was doing it just to do it.

She put her book down, marked the page so she could get back to it later and shifted so she was laying against the many pillows littering the bed. Her other hand came to sit on her abdomen as the other remained in its place.

“Just pla—” her fingertips dipped under the bunched-up hemline of the shirt, leaving her underwear on full display.

“You playin' with yourself without me, sweetheart?” Bucky walked over to the end of the bed and crawled up to her.

Once he was hovering over her, he didn't make any moves to touch and watched with an adorable curiosity, though adorable might not be the right word to use while he raked over her skin.

“No!” she giggled, trying to explain herself to a man from a different time, "it's just...entertaining?"

“Entertaining...?” he licked his lips, trying his best to pay attention. She ran her foot up the side of his thick thigh and hooked it on his hip lazily. This type of intimacy was normal for them, but there was that one thing that wasn’t.

Bucky rested his forehead on hers as they exchanged glances from her chest, where he could just see the outline of her hand, and back up.

"Yeah, they are nice to play with," she said innocently.

She placed her free hand on his beside them that pressed into the mattress. He pulled their interlocking hands to his mouth and kissed her knuckles to hide a smirk at the words, keeping his lips against the soft skin.

“I know...” he wiggled his eyebrows.

She couldn’t help but laugh this time, "Not like that you dummy,"

Bucky snickered against the back of her hand as she continued to ramble on, “It's just something I do when I'm comfortable or relaxed...most of the time I don't even notice I'm doing it"

There wasn't a clear reason why she did it, sometimes it was sexual but it was also comforting to have something to hold or be held – it could even be the result of boredom. The mounds of flesh are coincidentally very squishy and anyone who owns a pair knew what she was talking about. Bucky did have quite the chest himself, but it wasn't as authentic as the real deal enough to understand.

“I still don’t get it” he said sheepishly, a humorous edge in his voice.

“Tell me what you don’t get, baby” She sighed, shaking her head at his ability to listen with any other organ except for his ears.

While he is distracted with the question, she pulled her hand out and unravelled theirs swiftly. He was pondered as she maneuvered her next movements carefully and made her move before he could even comprehend what was on his own mind. She positioned her hands to rest on top of his and slid them up her shirt to the untouched side of her chest. Her hand stayed firm on his as her bust filled his palm, he gaped down at her like it was the first time she’d ever done something like that.

"You're just asking for it, aren't ya?" he mused, the smirk kicking up the side of his mouth.

Bucky leaned in far enough that she witnessed his eye shift at the close proximity. She could tell he wanted to kiss her so badly, but his demeanour made it feel like he wanted to do a lot more. It still wasn't the priority, she was only trying to make him understand. She ignored the charming attempts to sway her and focused on urging his lower body with her leg to lay down beside her.

“What are ya tryin' to do now?” he planted himself like a tree so she couldn't move him.

“Shhh, let me show you what I mean... and behave yourself for once" she cocked her head pointedly.

He narrowed his eyes at her, all in good fun.

"Please...?" she added softly.

He grunted, “Alright”

Bucky plopped down in the crevice of her arm, halfway on top of her and remaining tangled between her legs where you could most often find him in one manner or another. He shifted until he found the right spot to lay his head and tuck his face into her neck without causing her discomfort, then slumping down on her anyway.

"How come've never seen ya do it before?" his warm hometown drawl melted into his muffled voice. That was the tell-tale signal that he was getting riled up and it went right over her head every single time. Not everyone is a hyper-observant supersoldier with a sensory reception level equivalent to a herd of African elephants during mating season. Once the accent comes out, it's game over.

"Because you usually have your hands up my shirt anyway, now shush"

He was already grinning like an idiot even before she encouraged him to squeeze the first time, and it only got wider from there. As she attempted to demonstrate what she meant, she closed her eyes to clear her mind so it would happen sincerely and without his influence. They laid there together, hands hidden by the fabric of an old shirt he let her pick from his closet, mimicking each other's movements until they inevitably synced up.

It wasn't even five minutes before he got impatient and started to place kisses where ever he could reach a few at a time, even getting to softly suck despite her warning. She had stopped guiding his hand after a while, letting him do it on his own and enjoying it in the process, it was so relaxing that she almost dozed off at one point.

He, on the other hand, was thinking the exact opposite because after he realized he had all the control, things went downhill fast for her. It could have been the crossed wires in his head or the miscommunication, he concluded that she was teasing him regardless of which it was.

"Do you get it n—"

Bucky popped his head up out of nowhere and surprised her with a kiss, laughing against her lips as she jolted at the sudden contact. He took the chance to move back over her and in between those legs where he belongs.

He pulled back once she ran out of breath and held her still, “I'm sorry, doll...it's jus' turnin' me on”

"Bucky…" she giggled

"You feel that...?" he ignored her as she ignored him, grinding his half-hard bulge against her inner thigh instead of listening. He showered her face with his lips while she squirmed under the covered thrusts, “I know ya like it, look…you love it”

“Bucky!” she broke into an even bigger fit.

He bit his beautifully full bottom lip as he looked from her face to her chest devilishly. He acted on the impure intent running rampant through his body before his cock could betray those thoughts with every pulse.

"I can’t help but get hard when you touch yourself like that…” he ran his hands up her torso. He pulled the shirt over the spot of his heated fixation and wetted his lips with hers again, “...I can make it even better”

He rushed out his whisper, “…we do it anyway, but it’s so fuckin' hot when you do it alone and try t’hide it from me...”

Bucky lowered his face to her chest and nuzzled thoroughly between the two mounds he pushed together. As he took in the scent of her skin, he fumbled his hand to squeeze one of them as he attacked the other with his enthusiastic mouth. Her top half was soaked from the progression of his sucking, licking and groping, but the feeling of it finished the job elsewhere.

“Bucky…” she whined.

That seemingly innocent, on her part, situation turned filthy in a matter of minutes. He hummed around her nipple at her changed tone and back to her lips to feel the noise against his.

"... you’re not gettin' out of it that easy" his muttering sentence escaped through the gaps in his kisses.

When he leaned up to take off his shirt, he gazed down at her flushed face beaming a smile. Her body was still begging for attention even when she tried to get away, but she didn't stand a chance. As usual, his influence diminished her willpower and he was able to claim another part of her entirely.

"Shhh..." Bucky lightheartedly moved his knees to either side of her to keep her pinned down, "...let me show ya how it's done, doll"

Even if he didn't fully understand what that thing was or what it meant, he sure knew how to use them.

© May 28th, 2021 by pepsicup

[goddessofroyalty]

*Throws a fic promt from the void*

Vander finding another pup (Mylo) and Silco having to nurse another slightly older pup because of it while Vander wonders if his ever gonna have a turn at that Tiddy.

(Please don't feel obligated to write it if your not feeling it, I just absolutely love your Wet Nurse fic!!!!!)

Like usual there will be a second part of this from Vander’s POV at some point before it goes up on AO3. IDK I just like doing them separate here first (it's because they're ~1k each and can stand alone)

Shout out to the person in the Zaundads discord who basically gave me the entirety of Mylo’s background here.

Tags: omegaverse, breastfeeding a toddler

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“And what’s this one’s story?” Silco asks as he puts Powder down now they are home, nodding at the pup Vander has on one of the tables as he tries to wipe the dirt off him. The boy pulling faces and leaning away as he does but not getting up to leave like he very much is capable of.

Silco has no doubts there’s a sob story to go along with him.

The way Powder clings at his legs makes him realize he should have already put his foot down if he wanted to stand a chance at preventing Vander from picking up every stray he finds and bringing them back home to pack into Silco’s nest.

And maybe Silco should count himself lucky that this is how Vander has found to fill his want of pups instead of trying to get Silco to whelp them for him. There is still too much to be done to have time for a pregnancy.

Silco ignores the traitorous fear that rises in him that Vander might find he prefers this method of pup acquisition.

“You know those missing people Benzo kept talking about?” Vander asks, as the scrawny pup tries to squirm away from him.

“He turned out to be right?” That was a surprise. Benzo had a habit of not letting up on something no matter how clearly it was just the usual life in Zaun.

“Don’t sound so surprised,” Vander says, giving up at trying to clean down the pup.

Silco snorts at it, gesturing for Powder to let go of him. The girl wondering off likely in search of her sister.

“They were nabbing people off the streets,” Vander explains as Silco walks over to him and the boy. “Taking our people in chains to sell in foreign lands.”

“And did you and Benzo take care of them?” Silco would be disappointed if they didn’t but the two had lost their edge of late. The deal with Piltover causing them to forget that their people still needed them to fight for them. Both becoming lazy in their new lifestyles.

“We did,” Vander says, hanging his head as if it is something to be ashamed of.

Silco doesn’t comment on it. He has made his thoughts of the newfound pacifism clear and is working to ensure Zaun’s protection if Vander proves no longer capable.

“He’s a skinny thing.” Silco cups the pup’s face to examine him and the lack of puppy fat a boy his age should have.

There’s skinnier pups in Zaun if you know where to look. But it wouldn’t do for one of theirs to be seen as missing out.

“They’d been starving the lot of them,” Vander says. “And, well, I though…”

“Thought what?” Silco says when Vander lets his statement trail off. He has a good idea of what his alpha is thinking. But there is no way he’s letting him get away with not saying it.

“You’re already feeding Powder,” Vander says with a shrug. Because for him it’s no big deal.

He’s not the one with tits that now leak if he goes too long without letting a pup feed. Any attempts at getting the supply to dry up thwarted by a certain blue-haired girl’s pathetic face whenever he tries to deny her.

“My supply isn’t unlimited you know,” Silco reminds as he works on undoing the clasps to his new vest. Because Vander had better not start getting any ideas about trying to save every orphan in Zaun with Silco’s breasts.

“I’m not asking you to become their sole food source,” Vander says and Silco just rolls his eyes at it.

“Come here,” he says, reaching out to the pup that has been watching him with curious eyes.

The boy lets Silco pick him up, sitting in Silco’s lap after he hooks a chair out from the table to not have to nurse standing up.

“Do you have a name?” Silco asks, holding a finger up when Vander goes to answer for the boy.

He at least deserves it from the pup’s own mouth.

“Mylo,” the pup says, glancing between Silco’s face and chest as Silco undoes his shirt enough to get his fuller feeling breast out. “Are you my new mum?”

“Something like that.”

 When Vander first brought the girls home he had told his mate they were the alpha’s pups to deal with. That Silco would only tolerate but not parent them.

It had taken less than a week for Powder to make him go back on it. The two girls now as much his as they are Vander’s.

He doesn’t see any point in pretending it will be different with this one.

“Are you hungry?” Silco asks, despite seeing the answer clear in how the pup’s eyes off his breast.

Mylo nods quickly.

“Go on then.”

Silco has to guide Mylo’s head into the best position to get a good latch. It makes him wonder when the last time the pup was allowed to nurse was.

Soon enough the boy finds a rhythm, one far more desperate than either of the girls ever have. Thin arms wrap around Silco’s waist as the pup practically clings on as if he is afraid he will be ripped away.

“You are safe now pup,” Silco says. “Nobody will take you away.”

Nobody would dare.

Silco looks up to Vander to see why the alpha hasn’t said anything only to find Vander watching.

“Enjoying the show?” Silco asks with a raised eyebrow.

He knows Vander enjoys the fact he nurses the pups. He would be an idiot to miss the signs. But it isn’t something he can encourage if he ever wants to have his milk supply dry up and not a constant supply of orphans being brought home to him.

“Uh.” Vander coughs. “Do you want dinner?”

“Please.” Silco hadn’t eaten since lunch and his body was apparently going to need enough food to produce milk for two regularly nursing pups.

“I’ll go get you something,” Vander says because Silco clearly isn’t going to be getting up anytime soon.

At least he is grateful for what Silco is doing for the pups he found.

[periyyas]

@downsouth55 baby are you okay? Did your man leave you for a younger hotter model? Did a sexy exotic thing from the Mysterious Orient come and steal your loving husband away? 🥺 It's okay baby... you can tell me... this is a safe place. I promise I'll listen. I'll listen to you alllll night long ❤️❤️ as long and hard as you need me to ❤️❤️❤️ you can tell me what's wrong, honeybuns, I'm very good at massaging your worries away... touching your heart... touching other things... touching wherever you need me to. Do you need to cry on my shoulder? Get my skin all wet and messy, get my shirt allllll dirty, dirty enough that I need to take it off to reveal my young supple complexion, the flush of mild exertion over my chest from dealing with your white woman guilt. And you'll pull away, because you're obviously a prude, and your conservative abstinence only sex ed probably told you that if you so much as even look at another tiddy Satan will show up and drag us both into hell, but I don't mind descending into the fields of Hades together ❤️❤️❤️ not if it's with you ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ you can tell me your shameful feelings, baby. I promise it's nothing to be ashamed of. I can show you the annals of foreign pleasure, all the techniques I learned going to whore school in the Wild, Exotic East. The things I learned from the courtesans in the king's court that definitely still exists in modern China. Oh, sweetheart, the things that I could teach you... the lotus spread, the dragon wail, the tiger roar... I can make you roar all night 🥺 if you'd let me 🥺🥺

[pleasedontlookatmeokay]

Hallo if queen band members had tiddies what would they be like? (Literally the first question that came to mind okay sndhdhsh

lol omg wtf okay ok ok

hm i think

lol okay this is the weirdest and best ask ive ever had lol

as a bisexual, gender nonconforming girl,

hmmm i think

freddie would have small tiddies but not afraid to show them off/not ashamed of their size (cause i know a lot of small tiddies people are made to be ashamed of how small they are?? for whatever reason??????? small tiddies are great, big tiddies are geat, this has been a psa, and as a big tiddied person, i envy small onessssss!!!! anyway lol) and freddie would wear "revealing" clothes to show them off, but never show them off completely bare, lowkey a tease

brian's would be similar in size but he would be more shy about showing em off i guess lol opened blouse type of tease but with a bit of a prude side, knows what they're doing but also don't wanna be too revealing

john,,,,,,,, my love, my bff, john 💕 bigger tiddies than freddie and brian, but hides em. doesn't explicitly shows em off, but still wears clothes that show em off, seemingly unbeknownst to him but he knows, ,,,,,,,,, he knows what he's doin. might wear a binder once in a while

roger,,,,,,,,,,, biggest tiddies, boldest with his style, most revealing, would pose nude but hide his tiddies with his hands, would play shows with not tshirt or bra, only an opened shirt that is slightly revealing but never too much, a tease an knows it and takes pride in it

thanks for the ask 😅🤙💕

[honeybomb4thebear]

hajime hinata nsfw alphabet? if u don't mind.......

I don’t! There is an anon who asked for Hajime too, so here it is, Nonnie!

HAJIME HINATA N//S*FW ALPHABET

A=Aftercare - What they do/act like after sex. ⦁ Careful with you. He is all blushy while taking care of you, but since he is a reliable person he is extremely good at it.

B=Bondage - Are they into BDSM, and how far they’ll go if they have a green light. ⦁ Vanilla boy. So vanilla it pisses him off. Lmao but one time I saw people call him a cuck, I can't really see it but maybe??? Just maybe???

C=Cum - pretty self explanatory. ⦁ It tastes... Sweet. Not too sweet, but kind of pleasant. He'd be pretty embarrassed about his cumming face though akjdfkjaskfj, it's cute I promise

D=Dom - Are they dominant, submissive, a switch? ⦁ Switch dom but only because of his insecurities, not because he is a pervert.

E=Edgeplay - Similar to ‘Kinks’ except it’s a lot riskier than usual kinks (knifeplay, breathplay, etc.). ⦁ He pushes himself to not be boring so he tries them, but he just isn't into them...

F=Fantasy - A fantasy of theirs (ex: a teacher/student fantasy). ⦁ Girl/boy/person next door??? Like y'know what a person next door is. A pure, angelic, sweet person that he'd admire afar. But then one day, two of them are alone in his house for some reason and one thing leads to other, that things making Hajime realize that the person next door isn't as innocent as he thought...

G=Got Caught - How they react when they get caught having sex. ⦁ He is a MESS. Omg he would be so embarrassed askfjksjfksjf....... His face would turn into a tomato's and he'd yell at the other person to get out, he'd be d e a d by that time

H=Hot Spots - A place that drives them crazy when stimulated (EX: neck). ⦁ I wanna saaaaaay... His chest? Like seriously if you play with his chest he'd be weirded out at first and also would be totally opposed to it, since y'know it's kinda weird for him. But then he'd like it so much when you pull away and tease him he would just be shaking while blushing madly, and would plead you to play with his tiddies more. Shyly, though.

I=Intimacy - How romantic they are, or can be, before, during, or after sex. ⦁ While topping, he is awkward and stiff, but he also blushes a lot. It takes a bit time for him to relax, and when he does he shows a side of him that you rarely get to see outside of bed, I mean, he IS a tsundere after all. He is his usual tsundere self as a sub.

J=Journey - Their ideal way of leading up to sex. ⦁ MMmmmm after a day of cruel teasing mayhaps? Like sexual tension is so thick it's making both of you go crazy, and he'd like it a lot if you were to actually address it... He may play dumb. OR if he is the one who addresses it, he'd want you to play dumb aksjdkjkajd this guy is a tease who likes to be teased-

K=Kinks - I’ll list a few of their kinks, be they the normalized ones or kinkier kinks. ⦁ PRAISE PRAISE PRAISE! Tell him how special and unique he is and just stroke his ego. He'll be over the moon and so turned on- ⦁ Accidental stimulation? You know, when you two accidently get into suggestive positions, like you ending up on Hajime's lap for some reason.... Yea instant boner hope you don't mind adjskjak

L=Location -  Where they like to have sex at, do they like risky locations, etc. ⦁ Mmm you have to push him to the edge for him to initiate risky situations. Like he is a shy boy but he gets pissed easily so it doesn't take much work but still. Hajime cares a lot about others' opinions about him (unfortunately) so if someone were to continiously talk about how spineless he is, he'd act all bold and kiss you in front of everyone- THEN pull you to a bathroom stall. Kinda pathetic? Yea. Do I still like him? A lot.

M=Masturbation - How they are when they get themselves off, what they get themselves off to. ⦁ Three times a week? I think Hajime gets off to porn videos, but I feel like he'd feel guilty if he already had a person that he was dating- which would eventually led him to think about you while doing it.

N=NO - A few things that they will absolutely, under no circumstances, ever do. ⦁ Don't degrade him he really feels bad- and seriously don't make fun of him. Pls his ego is so fragile show mercy-

O=On’s - Their top turn on’s that they have (things that’ll get them super horny super quickly). ⦁ Hnhfgh teasing him will get him going. Like seriously his sex drive is kinda high- so something as simple as talking about how you got yourself a new pair of lingerie that you liked a lot will excite him. Or maybe dirty inside jokes that only you two can understand, anything to remind him the intimate moments you two shared together. ⦁ AlsoooOO does tie pulling count? Yea? Do it in the public, he'll be extra embarrassed because he got kinda horny just from that-

P=Position -  Their favourite position to have sex in. ⦁ Vanilla ass mfer likes missionary or doggy style.

Q=Quickie - Do they like it, do they prefer quickies over actual sex, etc. ⦁ It's a guilty pleasure of his AKFJSDJKJASKJ he likes the rush of getting caught, he likes the thrill of it and he kinda prefers it over actual sex. It actually makes him feel less vanilla, so he might be lying to himself about liking them more but who knows!

R=Rough - How rough they are, or get, when in bed. ⦁ AAAAAA he IS rough!! It's as if he is taking out all of his insecurities on you. The way he squeezes you, holds onto you and thrusts into you is quite rough. He just can't control himself in bed, and will be lost in the moment quickly.

S=Stamina - How long they can go before they tap out. ⦁ I... I feel like he has a lot? 4 maybe..?

T=Toys - Do they use toys, do they own them, what kind, etc. ⦁ ...He has kokeshi dynamo but he doesn't know how to use it. Luckily, you are there to teach him how to do so.

U=Unfair - How much they tease you, how they tease you, etc. ⦁ AaAAAAAAAAaaah can be quite a tease. Quick touches while walking at the hallway, bedroom eyes in public all of a sudden, almost sensual massages that he gives your shoulders to "ease you up", and strokes on your legs when you expect it the least. He loves teasing and getting teased by you.

V=Volume - How loud they get when having sex, things they might say, etc. ⦁ Tries to not let out much, he is awkward during sex and is embarrassed by his voice so... Will keep it low. Unless you overstimulate him, though-

W=Wild Card - a random letter for the character of your choice. ⦁ He'd look so fucking hot as a crossdresser- like buy him a maid dress. It'd kinda difficult to get him to wear it but I feel like he'd like the attention he is receiving so he'd definetly get used to wearing some. Because wow, trust me, a skirt suits him so well

X=X-Ray - How they look with their clothes off. ⦁ Why do I have a feeling that his dick is exactly as big as average- like it's the exact number. But he is kind of muscular and has a good bone structure, though.

Y=Yearning - How often they need to have sex. ⦁ HE IS KINDA HORNY SORRY-  like he doesn't mean to but he will just be sitting in his room and all of a sudden he will think of... doing all sorts of things to you. He is really ashamed but this is just how he is-

Z=ZZZ - How quickly they fall asleep after having sex. ⦁ 30 minutes at most! Sex tires him out, after all.