#epel felmier smut

[dddomenstarstwst1]

HIIIIII!!! I don’t know if you did this already but can I please request those breeding hcs but with pomefiore!!??

Me when always thinking about breeding anyone–

Breeding Pomefiore (ft.vil, rook and epel)

Warnings: amab!reader

a/n: all characters are depicted as 18+ y/o

Vil Schoenheit

° now, don't get me wrong, but I don't think Vil would enjoy breeding so much. Like, yes, he can tolerate you cumming on him and in him sometimes. But he's just not a big fan

° you can convince him, sure. Say, dedicating a whole evening to decorating the room in rose petals, candles, maybe so romantic music thrown in too. Then I can see him being more open and relaxed to that

° he doesn't like filthy stuff, like feeling sperm of his loved one dripping down his thighs?.. Yeah, okay, he can see how it would be hot

° still, he's more of a do it with a condom guy, besides cleaning it up is a mess, don't even start him

Epel Felmier

° yes, one hundred percent this babe wants to be filled with your cum to the brim, while he chants about how he's gonna be such a good momma for your babies

° tho if you ever mention it to him the other day, he's gonna rip your throat open and feed you to the dogs, don't try him. Or do, especially with his friends just to embarrass him

° anyways, would definitely ride you just to feel you shoot your semen in his and how it drips out of his ass. Also teases you while stuffing it inside like "oh no! Now I lost some of it, I won't become your baby momma! Gotta give me more, quick!"

° he's an ass in private, he knows it. Also lets you take pics of his stuffed hole, then sents them to you while you're busy

Rook Hunt

° mm, yeah, I can see that. Maybe more to file you up rather than genuinely liking this stuff. Kinda conflicted on him liking the children part, he's def into being stuffed full of cum, sure

° will jokingly ask you in the middle of the day if you'll finally make him a mother to your children. With a poker face, followed by his signature smile. He's a menace

° aside from that, he also likes when you take pictures of your cum leaking from his hole and then show it to him

° ooh, don't get me started on butt plugs, stuff him full and make him wear a butt plug all day, he's gonna come crawling to you begging for more

[tigertale]

A/N: Practice piece to get back into the mood. Reader is supposed to be tall, taller than Epel at least.

• F!Tall!Reader; Epel

• 〔　！ 〕Smut; Vague plot; Grammatical errors; Not proofread (wrote it in 30 minutes and called it a day)

• 646 words

“Is it okay like this?”

He nodded mindlessly, looking at her breasts that were out in the open for him to see after she had sheepishly discarded whatever piece of clothing was hiding them a few minutes prior. Seeing his answer, she looked to the side with pursed lips, heat blooming on her cheeks before his amazed gaze.

She and Epel were friends, not as close as the Adeuce duo which truly made the situation less weird than it should be, but a tinge of awkwardness still reigned between them. And she could still feel the mortification that tipped over her body as soon as he asked to spend the night with her like his housewarden and vice had done not long before. The last thing she was at that time was alerted, deeming that it was not worth it, not like her friend would ask for the same… Until now.

Kneeling above him, she dutifully started to remove her tights next, passing a few trembling fingers under the black fabric of her skirt and before settling at the band. Her thumbs grasped the desired clothing, in addition to her panties, and pulled them down until they hung right above her knees. His bright eyes were glued to his hands as she grabbed them, leading them to her hips as an invitation for him to finally take over the situation, for him to use her body as he wished.

So he gulped down, pulling her body lower and closer to his hard-on, the tip already dripping with precum and flinching the less distance there was between them. He dearly loved his hometown, but getting to test something new, as his village lacked people like her, he could only be glad to have left it.

His face between her breasts, he took in quick shallow breaths as he continued to guide her body, the poor magicless student jumping on his cock, drool and spit dirtying her face. Her fingers pulled on the lavender like locks and the foot of her palm pushed him deeper into her chest, and he used this chance to take in her smell mixed with the salty and distant scent of sweat coating both of their bodies snaking an arm behind her back, he pushed her body flush against him, the new angle getting him a new type symphony as heavy breaths switched to cacophonous whines that overtook one over the other I matters of second. His dick drove her inside to become tighter as she felt herself coming to her end, now hitting a new spot that didn't fail to make her eyes shone with a new batch of fresh tears.

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She wasn't alone, to feel that warmth taking over her body, the boiling hot feeling making her lower stomach ache with pain and pleasure, he too, was in the same boat. And as his balls clenched, he made sure to try and thrust harder than before to mess her insides and hopefully make her tip over the edge before him as he still cared about his image as a… manly man. And his wishes became true, one last cry leaving her mouth as she came, drenching them both, and not before long, he followed suit, painting her insides in a pristine white color.

Immediately after she slumped over him, his body, much smaller and frail than hers, folded before her weight as he fell on his back. Although he really wanted to complain, her soothing breath molding to an even rhythm and warning him that she started to fall asleep despite the uncomfortable position, he couldn't help but keep his mouth shut. After all, how could he complain when he was still so nicely nestled between her breasts? So he decided that waiting wouldn't hurt a man, and he could always try to wake her up once he felt too cramped.

[sinfullyrosey]

Bobbing for Apples

Epel Felmier X GN!Reader

Warnings: Blowjob, Bath Sex (orally only)

Congrats, you’re Vil’s cousin in this fic for the sole purpose of pissing Vil off even more! Also, I had originally wrote this up with a male, crossdressing Reader in mind, making the bath scene less awkward, but changed it to gender neutral since no pronouns or physical traits are given.

All Characters are 18+

Laughter rang out at one of the more secluded spots of the Pomefiore Dorm as two figures were playfully giving chase. It had just rained and cleared up, leaving behind a fresh, crisp scent in the air and rain puddles scattered throughout the cobblestone pathways and grassy patches. Some of these very puddles comprising of not just leftover rainwater, but dirt that mixed into a slurry of soupy mud.

Mud that was now covering both you and the little apple farmer as you threw balls of the brown muck at each other in an impromptu mud fight. It had started with the two of you just going on a walk together, out getting some fresh air as Epel showed you around, your cousin being too busy with dorm duties to do so himself.

Only for it to turn into an outright brawl after you jumped into one of the puddles, splashing some of it onto the boy’s poor uniform and sending him into a tizzy at what his dormleader would do if he saw it. You merely laughed it off, poking fun at his rather cute, frustrated expression. In retaliation, he scooped up a small amount of mud and threw it at you, knocking your sunhat clear off.

You gasped and puffed your cheeks as he held back laughs. Narrowing your eyes, you bend down to retrieve your hat, filling it with mud, and unassumingly walking over to him. Before he could ascertain what you were up to, you quickly flopped the hat onto his head, showering his lavender locks in liquidy brown.

And while he was still reeling over what you had just done and trying to process his emotions, you grabbed onto either side of the hat’s brim and pulled him into a deep kiss. His powdered cheeks darkened into a bright red, resembling little apples. You pulled away and smiled at him.

Only for him to smirk and take your hat off to shove it back onto you, mud seeping into your own now messy locks.

And it all went downhill from there.

What was just supposed to be a simple tour of the dorm, now became an outright war between you, the relative to the Schoenheits and him, the reluctant Pomefiore student. Both were an absolute mess, hair tangled and sticky with clumps of mud. Some of his and your makeup had since started to run off. You even forgot about your hat in the scuffle.

Taking in his disheveled appearance, you couldn’t help but cover a hand over your mouth to stifle the giggles.

“Haha, if only Vil could see you now.” You teased, now settling down and looking for your discarded hat.

Epel froze up and gawked at the flippant audacity of your jab.

“Don’t even joke ‘bout that! If Vil saw how mussed up we are right now, he’d have a cow!”

“More like a whole barn.” You deadpanned.

The little Felmier blinked at your weighted retort before bursting into a laughing fit. His head flung back as the slew of chuckles escaped past his wide grin. You grinned and joined in, letting out muffled giggles of your own. An absolutely blissful moment shared between the two of you.

“Epel! Y/N! What in the name of Pomefiore are you two spudlings doing?!”

The both of you jumped at the all-to-familiar voice of the blond queen himself. You both looked over to see Vil stomping his way over to the two of you, a stern, disapproving scowl on his usually pristine face.

“Oh no…” Epel mumbled out, mentally preparing for the earful he was about to receive.

Also concerned, but significantly less so, you gently picked up your discarded hat and brushed off the mud and grass, now clutching the brim in your hands as your older cousin stared you and Epel down.

“Vil, we were ju-“

“Hush now sweet potato. Epel, how dare you act in such an uncivilized manner and drag my own cousin into your uncouth nonsense! Just look at you, you’ve ruined, and quite possibly stained, your uniform! Your makeup is just too dreadful to look at! You’ve got mud and Sevens knows what else in your hair! And you-!”

Vil now turns his attention to you, eyes blazing with dissatisfaction and judgement.

“Look what you’ve done with your dress! Your brand new, elegant dress is ruined! Covered in mud and soaked all the way through! Do you know what material that dress is made from, Y/N?!”

You both looked down in shame and embarrassment.

“I’m so disappointed in you both.” He sighed. “Now you’ll need to be scrubbed down to get that gunk and grime off you. And then I have to reapply your makeup and redo your hair all over again…“ He trailed off, mentally having to check off all the tasks he’ll have to do to make you two presentable again.

Epel’s face flushed at the comment about being scrubbed down, knowing the implication behind it, being all-to familiar with the extent of Vil’s methods. He stole a glance at you to see your unaware, still ashamed frown. He looked back up at Vil, gulping.

“You… you do mean that we’ll be bathing separately, right..?”

Vil crosses his arms, eyebrow quirked up, and gave a Look.

Epel’s face darkens.

“This is just embarrassing…”

Epel grumbled as more warm water was dunked onto his head, cascading through his hair and down his face. The stream of water dripped into the tub, painting the water in a light brown from the dirt and other residue. His head was gently yet forcefully tilted up.

“Keep your head up Epel. You’re going to get mud in your eyes.”

Another dunk of water before the shampoo was applied, the scent of honey and apples not lost on the young Felmier. He could only sigh and pout as manicured fingers massaged their way through his tangled, curly locks, lathering it more and more.

“I’m a grown ass adult. I don’t need anyone bathing me.” He mumbled.

“Language.” Vil scolded, sitting next to the rather large tub, sleeves rolled up while he scrubbed all the dirt out of the younger male’s hair.

The whole ordeal was embarrassing enough, with Epel being stark naked in front of not only his dormleader, but now his friend-turned-crush-turned-‘possible romantic partner?’ After all, you did kiss him on the mouth earlier, so that’s got to count for something, right?

You sat in the same tub as him, though at a distance, back turned to him as you washed your own hair while Vil washed Epel’s. You were also bare, but with all the suds from Vil’s bubble soap acting as a barrier, it’s not like either of you could see each other. Epel snuck a glance your way in an attempt to gauge your reaction to all of this, only to have the same hand from before roughly grab his chin and turn it away from you.

“Eyes forward, Felmier. Don’t even try to sneak a peek at my little cousin.”

“I wasn’t-!”

“Hush. And that means you too, Rook.” Vil warned.

A brief shuffling was heard from the bathroom doorway before going silent once more.

Vil tilted Epel’s chin up once more and dumped another cup of water onto his head to rinse it. Once the dormleader had finished cleaning the last of the mud from his dormmate, he checked to see if his cousin had finished before preparing to take his leave.

“I’ll give you two some time before we move onto the rest of the routine. I’ll be getting things ready and set up, so don’t dottle too much!”

And with that, Epel and you were finally alone to relax.

Shyly, Epel tried peeking over at you again to see you just finishing up rinsing your hair. You were still facing away from him, but he caught a glimpse of bare shoulder and got too nervous, turning his head away. The bubbles may hide yourselves from each other, but the thought of being so close while exposed still sent the poor boy’s heart racing.

The memory of you kissing him earlier played on repeat in his head. How you had pulled him close with such confidence, without hesitation. The feeling of your soft lips against his and how it took his breath away. The sudden spark that ignited in his head, sending off a slew of fireworks for the briefest of seconds.

“You should probably pull the stopper out so the water can drain.”

He was broken away from his daydreaming, processing what you had just said. The stopper? Drain the water? Oh, the tub’s stopper, right, you and him need to get out and dry off before Vil scolds you two again.

He pulled the stopper out and put it aside, then looked around for where Vil left your towels, to see them on the countertop. The countertop that was out of arms reach. Meaning either you or he would have to get out of the tub to grab them, leaving either exposed to the other.

His face flushed again.

“Dagnabbit…” He muttered under his breath.

Maybe he could use the remaining soap bubbles to cover himself and quickly grab a towel for himself, then toss you the other one? Or maybe you could grab your own towel while he looked away? But what if you thought he was just trying to be a creep and sneak a peek while you grabbed your towel? What if you called for Vil and he got his ass handed to him for trying to perv on his cousin?!

“Hey, Epel.”

At the soft call of his name, he instinctively turned to you, only to come face-to-face with you, a mere inch from his face. Your noses were nearly touching and your eyes were looking at him with lidded adoration. When did you get so close?!

He didn’t have time to question as you leaned your body closer, grabbing onto the side of the tub to steady yourself. A familiar twinkle of mischief sparkled in your eyes as you grinned at him.

“Do you want to have some fun before we have to deal with Vil?”

Mind racing, his face felt even hotter at the suggestion, unable to believe what he was hearing. Surely you couldn’t mean what he thought you meant? Surely he was just projecting! There’s no way the cousin to the Vil Schoenheit wants to do that with him, and in such a place so close to said cousin!

“What kind of fun?”

Your grin widened as a hand carefully reached down and he nearly jumped as it came into contact with his semi-hard dick, still submerged in the remaining water. You palmed at his member, fondling his balls and pumping along the length, making him harden under your touch. He bucked his hips, splashing some of the water and making you giggle.

“The kind that would make Vil pop a blood vessel and ruin that pretty face of his if he ever found out.”

That got his attention.

You tilted your head, lazily stoking his dick while you waited for an answer from your partner in crime. Hazy blue eyes looked at you, then towards the closed door, seemingly contemplating, before finally looking back at you. This time, he matched that sparkle in your eyes and smirked in that same way that made you fall for him in the first place.

He suddenly grabbed you by the shoulders and pulled you in for a messy kiss, much like how you did before, catching you off guard and making you near topple onto him.

Guess that was an enthusiastic yes.

Epel watched, memorized, as you bobbed your head up and down on his cock. Your mouth swallowing down the full length so easily, lips wrapping around his girth and cheeks hollowed out to make room.

He couldn’t help but to stare at you, even when your eyes caught his gaze. They were half lidded and drunk from sucking on his hard length. They looked almost glassy, like a porcelain dolls, beautiful irises unfocused with a few tears gathered at the corners.

You smiled around his cock, tongue licking the underside and lips slurping noisily. Your hands were busy fondling his balls, gently massaging them and raking your manicured nails to elicit twitching from his member. You gave a suck before popping off his member to properly speak.

“You taste so sweet, Epel. Like apples!~” You slurred, looking up at him with pure adoration and lust. You licked off some of the precum from the tip and chuckled when it twitched once more. “I could just eat you up a~all day.~”

Pride swelled in his chest as the young farm boy couldn’t help but smirk giddily. Knowing that he was that attractive, that you’d be willing to get down on your knees and blow him all day, was a huge boost for his ego, especially considering your status. His dick was just too good to pass up, a true mark of manliness!

‘Ha! How’s them apples, you pompous asshole?!’ He mentally jeered while you continued to slurp all over his cock.

With his newfound confidence, Epel grabbed at your still soaking wet hair, and pushed you down onto his cock, properly deepthroating you. Your eyes blew wide from the sudden intrusion poking at the back of your throat, making you gag and sputter around him. The tightening of your throat egged him on as he began to roughly bob your head along his length. All the water was drained by this point, offering him more room to position himself and you so that he could use your mouth like a proper fleshlight (without drowning you by accident).

He harshly thrusts into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat repeatedly while you tried to keep up. The audible sounds of squelching and slurping echoed in the bathroom as a few tears fell and ran down your cheeks. You can’t recall ever being treated so roughly before, like you weren’t made of glass and could break at the slightest touch. It was all just so messy and rowdy and thrilling..!

His thrusts started to become more irregular and slow, focusing on being more precise and deep. His grip on your locks grew tighter and he held you close as he gave one last thrust, pushing his dick as far as it’d go. You felt him twitch and suddenly, tasted the burst of a wave of hot, creamy fluid rush into the back of your throat, forcing you to swallow.

You sputtered, unprepared as some stray semen squeezed past your lips and drip onto the tub, mixing in the soapy suds that had yet to dissipate. He held you in place until he was sure that he had completely emptied in you. Only then did he finally let go and lean back, allowing you to slip his dick out with a noisy pop.

Panting, trying to catch his breath, Epel looked down at you to see your flushed face and open mouth dripping with his sticky release. Your eyes looked glazed over, lidded as they stared up at him tiredly. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of you.

You looked completely fucked out and if it was the hottest thing Epel has ever seen-!

Too lost in his daydream, he hadn’t noticed you lavishing his cock in attention once more, warm mouth sucking and lapping up the stray cum. After cleaning him up, you finished him off with a kiss on his reddened tip and smiled up at him. He gave a crooked smile in return.

“Better hurry and get dried off. Vil’s probably impatiently waiting for us.”

Oh, right, he had completely forgotten about that. Ugh, back to the same old grind…

The two of you made quick of drying off, brushing through your hair, and cleaning up any evidence left behind from your activities. Once you were both dressed and presentable, you made your way out of the bathroom and towards where Vil had everything set up and ready to go. Vil looked displeased and impatient but gestured for the two of you to sit down.

Epel nodded and did as he was told, but as you two made your way over to the seating, you leaned close to his ear and quietly whispered, so only he could hear.

“Next time, I’ll let you put it in me.~”

You giggled at his flushed face and gave a quick kiss to his cheek, making him grow even redder. Vil scolded you for such action, but you simply ignored him and sat down prim and proper. Epel shuffled his way over to sit next to you, gaze facing the ground in embarrassment and secret pride.

[cvlutos]

"Lost Bet"

| Repost: 01.12.23 | 0.7 K | Mature |

NRC 1st Years X Fem!Reader

| Characters 18+ | Sexual Themes | Smut | Woods | Wolf Knots | Poly | Orgy | Etc. | Proceed with Caution, Dearest. |

You blame Grim.

That dumb, stupid cat that you love so much and if you didn’t, you wouldn’t be in this intense, stupid position. If you hadn’t lost that dumb bet.

Sebek lets you lean against him, holding your wrists tightly, your face flush against his chest, while Jack grips your waist painfully. Fucking your cunt hard and fast, his pelvis smacking against the fat of your ass. Your body jolts with each thrust, your legs shaking and nearly buckling. Your hands clinging to the fabric of Sebek’s uniform, blubbering into his shirt.

"Look at her—takin’ your cock so well." You whimper at the sound of Ace’s hard voice, feeling his fingers drag along your slobbering folds, kneeling beneath your form. You can hear Jack suck in a breath, feeling his thick cock spread you open, his tip nudging at your cervix. "Please—please—please," words blindly tumble from your lips, feeling your world spin, listening to the lustful moans of both Deuce and Epel who jerk each other off. It’s too much.

"You like that—getting fucked in the woods." Ace’s words are blunt and taunting, his tongue running along the place where your dripping hole met Jack’s cock, earning a groan from the wolf beastman. You shake your head, hands clawing at Sebek, begging for any sort of grounding. Trying to get away from Jack’s overstimulating and bruising pace. That had your nails digging into your palms for any sort of grounding. "It’s embarrassing to run away. You lost." Sebek’s voice draws out a desperate whiny moan from you, his breath hot against your ear.

"It’s—not—its," You choke on your words, letting out a strangled sob, feeling Ace’s tongue twirl around your overstimulated bud. "Move over, I wanna taste—That’s okay, right?" You can hear over the sound of wet slapping skin, Deuce moving to where he crouched under you. Hungrily tasting your wet cunt, not waiting for an answer, your hips jerk and you tighten, squeezing Jack like a vice.

"I can’t—I can’t—"

Tears decorate your lashes, Jack’s arms wrapping around your lower half, hoisting you up, earning a groan from both Ace and Deuce. Your head falls back on Jack’s shoulder, rolling your hips, trying to recreate the missing friction. "Make room Jack." You whimper as Sebek grabs at the flesh from under your thighs, pushing them up to your chest. Rubbing his red cock head, collecting your slick before slowly pushing into you.

"Wait—" your panicked voice falls on deaf ears, feeling the burn of Sebek and Jack’s cock, both nuzzled deep within you, your back arching.

Your eyes snap close, feeling your shirt and bra push up past your chest. Another source of stimulation joins as Epel wraps his lips around one of your nipples, bugging at the hardened bud. Ace and Deuce still licking your clit desperately.

"I’m moving." Jack voices with a growl, sliding his dick out and slamming it back into you. Sebek lets out a throaty growl, following his lead with shallower thrusts, cum and slick coating his pale cock. His pupils blown. He forces your knees closer to your chest, quickening his pace.

"I’m—" You can feel the knot tighten, drool slipping past your lips, crying and moaning, one hand tugging at Epel’s hair, the other helping hold your own leg up. Your hips bucking to match the fae and beastman’s bruising pace.

"Go ahead. Cum." Jack’s voice is deep and throaty, the knot snapping, your cunt gushing over Sebek and Jack’s cock. Cum spewing over both Ace and Deuce’s faces. They both ride out your high, feeling both their cocks seeming to swell, Sebek’s face flushing red, smashing his lips into yours, while Jack digs his teeth into your neck. You can feel him spurt his cum inside, his dick pulsing and twitching before he slowly slides out with a groan. Jack’s cum is more violent, a knot forming, keeping his dick deep inside as he fills you up.

"You weren’t supposed to knot her." Sebek watches the milky ring of cum that rests just about Jack’s twitching ball sack, before looking at you. Your head lulling to the side, feeling both Deuce and Ace paint your ass and Epel painting the sides of your exposed stomach.

"Shit—I didn’t do it on purpose—" He looks down at you, still hoisting you up. He would be completely unable to move away until his cocked swelled down.

"At least you’re stuck together." Deuce tries to lighten the mood, earning an eye roll from Ace and a snort from Epel.

"How romantic."

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[retoxrose]

TWST first year cock cum and balls headcanons

thinkin about dicks rn... that is all tw: lots of dicks balls and cum, piercings, animal genitalia, "breeding balls"

Ace Trappola

circumcised, pretty average in thickness with above average length. pinkish red tip, maybe has a piercing maybe doesn't. twitches a lot! trimmed but still kinda wild pubes. average amount of pre, cums an average amount, tastes bitter sweet and is average in texture. average balls, he's just pretty average.

Deuce Spade

uncircumcised, pretty thick and slightly longer than average. has a fairly prominent vein on the right. about halfway up slowly fades into blushing pink and the head is an angry red. wild bush, doesn't know how to trim or shave them smh. a lot of pre, cums a whole lot actually. cum tastes salty but actually pretty good, thick and gooey. bigger than average balls, sensitive and twitch when stimulated. scrummy all around

Jack Howl

canine dick, huge and red and did I mention it's fucking huge? it takes a lot of prep to handle that fucking monster, honestly. not to mention the knot, what a bitch breaker fr. rarely knots you because of it, if he does you have to ask before you start so he can spend for-fucking-ever prepping you, more than needed even. trimmed to look nice but still a bit bushy. a lot a lot of pre. cums buckets, thick and salty but kinda nice. HUGE breeder balls, slap against you no matter what. honestly kinda scary but he spends so much time prepping you that there's only a little pain at the start. good dick.

Epel Felmier

circumcised, honestly on the smaller side but it's got some thickness to it. cute pink blush and pinker tip. shaved smooth, thanks to Vil. a little above average pre-leakage. actually cums a bit more than usual, tastes pretty good because of the diet Vil put him on. smallish smooth balls, twitch when played with. cute and fun.

Sebek Zigvolt

circumcised...? probably. thick and long, but not as thick or long as Jack. two nice big veins, you can feel them even inside you. angry red tip, blushing length. twitcher. I want to say wild and bushy pubes but he's probably at least a little trimmed. leaks pre like a motherfucking faucet. like, as soon as he's aroused it starts and it doesn't fucking stop? if he edges himself the whole time he can actually just fill you full of pre. doesn't even need to cum. when he does cum tho, holy fuck it's a lot again. had to pull out before he finishes cumming or your stomach will hurt and fucking covers you. tastes salty and kinda bitter, thick and gooey, hard to swallow and clean. giant breeder balls, play with them and not only will he cum real fast but he'll leak pre like his dick is broken. big and threatening, but like Jack he makes sure to prep you well! and the sheer amount of pre makes for good lube.

[vilsbiggestfan]

Sweet apples

Epel x reader

♡sorry if it's bad i was so sleepy writing this♡

Today was the worst , Vil scolded him at every step. He wanted to scream at him to shut up so bad but he decided to calm down another way when he saw you pass him in the hall, waving at him with a smile.

He was thrusting his hips fast into you , his cock brushing that sensitive spot with every thrust, moans of his name fell out of your mouth as you came on his cock again,coating it white. You didn't even know how many times you came , you were so sensitive as your brain turned to mush , only his name coming out of your mouth as you could only think abt his cock filling you up.

He continued his thrusts , this time faster , in meant he was close "Ah- how about i fill you up again huh? " you couldn't protest as he came inside you again , fucking his cum inside you.

His thrust got rougher and faster , and he came gripping your waist to hold you still. He finally collapsed next to you , hugging your already asleep body "Good night my beautiful apple"

He started moving again and you tapped his shoulder weakly "mh~ too much e-epel" he slammed his cock inside you making you scream "this is the last time dear , i promise" he said and started his rough thrusts again . You came on him again , you were so sensitive and you looked so pretty , your cheeks stained red , a line of drool covering the side of your mouth and drops of sweat making your face glow in the moonlight.

[demonichikikomori]

Ahem. I, uh - so. Epel. We know how he is with his looks, yea? But he is cute. No denying it. And, uh... ya know what makes a cute boy even cuter? Skirts and dresses. And what would make a cute guy wearing a skirt or dress feel manly again? Screwing his girlfriend in said clothes. To show he shouldn't be wearing them to begin with cause he's a man with a dick.

Don't Call Me Cute

Epel Felmier x Fem!Reader Word Count: 1.1k+ Tags: Crossdressing/Mentions of BDSM

Art is by kochamame_ on Twitter!

I haven't actually found time to talk about this... I have a thing for crossdressing. A handsome woman... A beautiful man... There's a special allure to it... I actually wanted to write something like this a long time ago but I abandoned it cause I was like ‘no one wants this but me.’

So congrats; You get this!

SUMMARY:

Epel Felmier is a man and has grown sick of you ignoring such an obvious fact.

You smiled to yourself as you watched Epel’s nails, now coated in a glittering pink paint begin to dry. He promised to indulge you in any of your fantasies the next time the two of you would have the schedule cleared for adult activities. Since the last time you indulged him, which involved Epel blindfolding AND tying you up, you knew Epel wasn’t expecting something like this at all. You could see it in his agitated face. How his bright and shiny, aqua blue eyes had lost their glimmer and stayed darkened. “This is what you wanted from me?” He asked through grit teeth as the two of you sat in Ramshackle on your floral print bed. 

You had gotten him into a thigh high gothic-lolita style dress. Black and pink, lined with frills and ribbons along the body and skirt. Beneath, Epel was wearing sheer black stockings with pink garters hidden underneath. And to his surprise, you had gotten him a shimmering pair of black Mary Jane pumps. He allowed you to do his makeup with sticky mascara, inky eyeliner, and shimmering tinted gloss. Epel tolerated you painting his short stubby nails he constantly chewed at in the shimmering, glittery pink polish… 

The only thing he refused were the lacy white panties you had bought for him. “R’ya mad at me or somethin’?” He asked with a growl as he looked in disgust at his pastel pink nails. “Nope. You promised you would do something I wanted to do.” You purred with a devious smile, as Epel only seemed more and more agitated with you. “And this is what I wanted.” You motioned to him with a small twirl of your finger. He looked extremely cute, it was a shame he couldn’t just smile and enjoy the moment. “You would make a super pretty girl, no wonder the other guys had a crush on you when you were a freshman!” You teased, seeing his anger beginning to boil over as he looked away from his nails, hands now clenched into tight fists. Even years later, he struggled to maintain his temper. He was just as bad as Riddle. 

He was grinding his teeth now as you continued to smile smugly in his direction. He reached out and roughly grabbed your wrist in his strong hold. The two of you tumbled back onto the back where he began to smother you in kisses, not caring about his smeared lip gloss or the fact his nail polish was still tacky. He struggled to kick off his pumps as he held you down against the bed, biting and nipping at your soft flesh. “I ain’t a damn girl…” He snarled against your throat as he began to suck on the flesh, tugging roughly at your top to bunch it over the mounds of your breasts as his rough hands yanked at your lounge shorts. “And I’ll prove it.” Epel’s tone deepened as your panties were shoved down your thighs. 

You loved riling Epel up, and you loved it even more seeing him crossdressing. His mouth sucking and nipping loudly at your chest silenced your thoughts. His fingers pinched and rubbed at your clit as he let out a soft chuckle. “How’s this? Regretting it now? I bet a girl couldn’t make you feel as good as I can.” He scoffed proudly and you giggled beneath him, holding back a moan as Epel slipped a finger inside of you and began to crook it upwards where a sensitive bundle of nerves was hidden away. “I think seeing you like this makes me think otherwise. A girl knows a girl the best.” You cooed and reached up to run your fingers through his short and curly lavender hair. He looked even more annoyed with your antics. “How about this then?” He added a second finger, pumping roughly in and out of you and you could hear the clatter of his heels hitting the hard flooring. His cock was pressing against your thigh and you could feel his sticky tip smearing pre-cum against your skin.

You shuddered in delight when his soft, pink tongue swirled around a bite mark left behind on your breast. It moved in rhythm with his fingers pressing roughly against that sweet spot buried deep inside of you. He sneakily moved between your thighs, frustrated with yanking the puffy skirt out of the way as he hovered over your bruising body. Your hands fell away to grip at your floral blankets. You glanced up at him with a flushed face as he pulled his slick covered fingers out of you to lick them clean, while lining his cock up with your twitching entrance. His makeup had become askew, your original masterpiece made into a more lusty mess as he looked down at you with a sexual scorn you weren’t sure could be re-created. 

“Don’t try running away from me this time.” Epel growled and used the hand he finished licking to swat the side of your thigh. You yelped, and nodded with a wince. “I won’t run away.” You whined as he rubbed the wet crown against your clit before pressing it against your opening. Once, twice, three times before he began to ease himself inside of you. The stretch was dull as you shook underneath him, feeling his hips start to rock against yours and he slowly began to pick up speed. He chewed his lower lip, pulling up at the skirt to show you where your hips would connect. The garters were exposed now and the way they held up the sheer black stockings growing wet with sweat.

Your breasts bounced, leaving Epel hypnotized by the sight as he humped into you with a thin string of drool rolling down his chin. You could feel his cock throbbing inside of you. Your face contorting with horror as you shook your head and gently patted his arm with a frown. His hips slowed for a second before he understood you with a small nod. He looked frustrated as his fingers reached between your thighs to roughly rub at your clit, pushing you over the edge as you writhed and clenched around his cock. 

Epel had pulled out per your silent request, throbbing as you whined from the loss and stroked himself furiously to finish on your stomach. His cheeks burning as his orgasmed with a soft groan, seeing some of his seed pooling in your belly button as it left thick strands against your skin. The two of you were now laying together in a boneless heap, you wrapped your arms around Epel with a wide smile on your face. “I still think you’re a pretty girl!~!” You cooed as Epel muttered under his breath about how he would absolutely get you back next time. You could tell he had as much fun as you did, even if he was pouty like this.

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[demon-lover-669]

Ace: do you still have your virginity?

Deuce: yeah do you?

Epel: oh shit… I lost it!

Ace: you lost it!

Y/n: how will you become a level 40 wizard now Epel!

Deuce: *laughing*

[somekidnamedkai]

Also, anon, if you’re seeing this.

Most often when people talk about Pedos and MAPS they are talking about being attracted to ACTUAL CHILDREN.

Like ya know, Ortho or Cheka.

Not an 18 year old being into a 16 year old like lmao sit down.

No actual sane person will look at a 16 and 18 year old in a happy and consensual relationship and go “OMG THEY’RE A PEDOPHILE 911” So I truly don’t understand how it’s different online and with fictional characters?

Seriously? Go touch grass

[kisses4lao]

Guess who's suffering from writers block!!! No but fr I wanna write SO BAD but I just can't 😭😭 so take some twst pp hcs until I decide to work on commissions again

Not proofread idc shank me

♧CW!!! Fem reader! twst dick hcs duh, every NRC student EXCLUDING ortho, might have some other hcs too

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Riddle:

Its... cute? Idk how to explain it

He is VERY sensitive

5.5 inches

Slight curve downward

The tip is a really deep red

Cum is watery, tastes like rosewater(this is a fantasy world i can make cum taste like anything i want)

Balls aren't all that heavy, very soft and squishy tho

Likes rimming. No further comments

Trey:

EEK MY BOY

I'm gonna try not to be biased

Hes BIG tho

I know you've seen him. Let's be honest, we all know he's PACKING

So I'm gonna say a solid 7-8 inches with a nice amount of girth

No curve, but very veiny

Heavy balls. Like, HEAVY. Bros got a whole bakery in there

Soft pink tip

Cum is the normal consistency, he takes care of himself

If you're sucking him off he'll change the flavor of his cock and his cum to whatever you want (thank god for doodle suit)

Cater:

Easy 7 inches

Not too sensitive, it takes a while for him to cum

His cum is pretty thick, its all the spicy ramen he eats

Curve upward, huge thick vein going from his balls to the tip

Cum tastes salty, but not overwhelming

Will have his clones fuck you silly

Deuce:

Another small boy

I'll say 6 inches, no curve

Hes sensitive too, but not as much as riddle

He really like getting his balls sucked more than his cock itself

Cum is watery too, but it tastes good

Like sweet in a way

Tip is a light blue dont ask why

Ace:

Another small boy 😭

He is CLUELESS

Poor man is a one pump chump

5.6 inches, curve to the left

SENSETIVE. pussy got this boy on his knees

Balls squishy, balls soft?

Yes to both

His rip is red, like a blush red

Azul:

A good 6ish inches with a curve downward

Not as sensitive as you may think

I think it would be funny if the bottom of his cock had like little suckers or some shit

Tip is dark purple and he has some veins, not many tho

Heavy balls, no squish :(

Cum is thick and black bc octopus

Tastes like what watered down hand sanitizer smells like

Jade:

😨

Its slimy.

No further comment on that

No but its like wet, a lot

So is floyds but we aren't there yet

Its like lube 🥺

Okay but he's LONG

8.5 AT LEAST

He also enjoys rimming

Tip is dark cyan

Cum is slimy too

Add some borax water and sell it on etsy

Floyd:

Basically the same as Jade

Hes smaller tho

Hes 6 inches but has SO much girth

His cum is more watery than slimy and the tip is a light blue

Lots of veins too

Kalim:

6 inches

So sensitive

He begs.

Loves blow jobs but would NEVER ask for them

Heavy soft balls

A dark brown tip and there's lil red swirlies

Cum is thick

Tastes like coconut toothpaste

Jamil:

mmmmmmmmMMMMMMM

BIG

So big

Destroy me PLEASE

7.8 inches and a big curve upwards

Likes fingers in his ass, just like Kanye west

Doesn't like blow jobs he cums too quick :(

Gets overstimulated easily and when he does hes highly submissive

Cum a lil thick (its all the curry he eats)

Its yummy tho

Tastes salty and a lil sweet

Like a pretzel

Tip is a redish-brownish

Vil:

Hes a very odd case

Hes big, dont get me wrong

But mans does NOT have sex 😭

He complains it ruins his makeup

7.4 inches with a few veins

Oh yeah hes unclipped too idk why but he is

Tip is a pinky purple color

Balls got some weight, they're not sensitive

Rook:

Hes an even weirder case

Hes very big but almost NEVER penetrates you

Hed much rather be in between your legs for hours on end

Making you cum on his face gives him so much pleasure

He doesn't touch himself either

When he's eating you out he has one hand thrusting fingers into your pussy, the other hand thrusting fingers into your ass(hes an ass man I know he is) while he sucks on your clit the whole time

He cums on the sheets whenever you do bc he knows how good you feel

Hes 8.5 inches with a curve down, large vein going upward

A creme colored tip

Cum normal consistency, you don't know what it tastes like because he never let's you suck him off :(

Epel:

Small boy

Whimpers

A lot

Hes 6 inches with a curve to the left

Light purple tip bc I said so

Light balls, but no squish :(

Cum is watery and tastes like lavender oil

Idia:

Oh god

Contrary to popular belief he has a lot of stamina

He doesn't have ANY experience tho

Played a lot of hentai games but thats the extent of his experience

I think it would be really funny if instead of whispering dirty talk or praise during sex he tells you the fnaf lore

Like he'll be blowing your back out and he'll just be like "so the crying child was actually william aftons son-" and then he cums

After hes done and doing aftercare he'll quiz you on the fnaf lore

If you get any of the questions wrong he'll fuck you until you can't walk as a punishment

If you get them all right he'll eat you out for hours until you also can't walk

Win win honestly

8 inches

TIP IS BLUUUEEEEEE

Cum is thick and salty, he doesn't take care of himself

Heavy, HEAVY balls. Very sensitive

He loves blow jobs too

Leona:

8.8 inches, but if we're being real to how ACTUAL lion anatomy is hes closer to 3 inches but yall aren't ready for that convo

Not sensitive at all, it takes so long for him to cum

But when he does hes so sweet, whispering praise after praise to you and lots of kisses

Cum is normal consistency, a lil on the thicker end

Its a bit bitter with a sweet aftertaste

Hes also unclipped and I will not elaborate

Idk if lions have them but if they do then he has a knot, not as big as jacks tho

Heavy balls, they're sensitive

Brown tip, like, dark brown tip

Ruggie:

7ish inches with a curve down

Also likes eating you out

Doesn't like having his balls touched

They're cute and squishy tho

Cum is also thick and doesn't taste like anything

Tip is a light brown and has a vein going through it

Jack:

8 inches.

Has a huge knot. Physically cannot pull out when it comes to it

Cum tastes like strawberries

Doesn't let you suck him off often bc he doesn't wanna knot in your mouth

Also gets pleasure from eating you out

Tip is grey and sensitive

Malleus:

Hes also like rook in the way he'd eat you out for hours if you'd let him

But he does penetrate you

Our big dragon boy loves the feeling of being inside your tight cunt

Will probably cum if you praise him

He has 2.

One on top one on the bottom

The one on top is longer, 9 inches while the one on the bottom is 7ish, the bottom one is a lot thicker tho

He'll be so slow easing them in and almost never goes fast when it comes to sex

He sees it as love making

They both have a black tip and the cum is normal consistency, tastes like... eggs? Hardboiled don't ask

Oh yeah his cum glows in the dark

Lilia:

Idc what you guys say this man is SO EXPERIENCED

He knows how to have sex properly and can make you cum in seconds if he feels like it

7 inches, his dick is where all his height went

Because he's so experienced he doesn't cum easily

PINK TIP PINK TIP

His cum is normal consistency, a little watery maybe

Tastes like citrus

Silver:

Loves when you ride him

Likes missionary too tho

7 inches too

His tip is grey

Very sensitive and gets overstimulated easily

Hes also just very submissive in general

Cum is watery and tastes like what a new car smells like

Sebek:

LOUD

SO LOUD

CANT TAKE THIS BITCH ANYWHERE

Cries during sex

Loves when you pull his hair

Does he have horns? If he does they're very sensitive

Cums if you touch them

Hes a crocodile right

Nah he has horns

8 inches no other comments

GREEN TIP

Cum is thick and bitter

We love him tho

Balls squishy

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A/n: im so fuckibg tired god help me

[dddomenstarstwst1]

What about face siting with riddle, silver and epel?

Hehe, sure! Thanks for requesting!

Face sitting (ft.riddle, silver and epel)

riddle rosehearts

° i think it'd be safe to say, that riddle isn't exactly the most experienced, when it comes to sex. So he expects you to lead and teach him new things

° that said, he isn't any less embarrassed, when you bring something up. That included face sitting with him on the giving end

° riddle gets very shy, when he's on top of your face. He wants to give in and ride your face like crazy, but he hesitates. He doesn't want to hurt you, but your tongue fucks him so good, riddle might cum just from that

silver

° silver agrees to do that, tho he doesn't really know why you'd want him to sit on your face. He thinks, if it doesn't give you pleasure, then what's the point. He wants you to feel good, too

° those thoughts fly out the window, when silver feels your tongue circle his rim. Somehow it feels so strange, but good, and your seductive gaze adds to his arousal

° silver will ask you to do that more often, he even tells you he wants to return the favor, so he's more than okay, if you sit on his face

epel felmier

° epel practically jumps at the opportunity. He's very excited, just because it's something he thought a lot about. He doesn't hide how aroused he is, epel isn't ashamed of it

° epel loves face sitting, because he gets to control the pace. He gets so cocky, you might wanna tease him just a bit to crack epel's facade. Just leave bites on his inner thighs, slap his ass, etc

° epel can cum from that, but he actually doesn't want to. Epel likes face sitting as a roleplay, but he wants to cum from being fucked by you. He even gives you puppy eyes if you don't stop eating him out

[tswhiisftteedr]

Good Pup ☆ One Shot

☆Mean!Sciences Proffesor!Divus Crewel x College Freshman!Fem!Reader:

After seeing you excel in his class, Professor Crewel interest had peeked. You were not from this world, and your academic knowledge was far too different from what was taught here, too different for it to be considered fair for you to study such material at the college level, a lost cause, he thought at first. And yet, he couldn't help but feel proud as you quickly rose to become one of the top students in his class. One day after potionology you had forgotten your textbook behind, and being the great teacher that Divus Crewel is, he ought to give back to you. After looking around for a bit, then spotting in a hallway talking with your friends, he happens to overhear about your secret thoughts on him…

Based on this ask and poll.

Warnings: Mature Content, Swearing/Explicit Language, Spanking(of ass, thigh, and pussy, by hand and pointer), Choking(on dick lol), degrading names, pet play ig?(just names like pup, dog and mutt but not anything else in that area). READER IS A COLLEGE FRESHMAN AS NCR IS ONE IN THIS FIC SO THEY ARE AT LEAST 18, CREWEL IS CANONICALLY 32 SO KEEP THAT IN MIND BEFORE ENGAGING.

Note: This is sort of a remake of ‘Personal Training’ but instead of Professor Vargas, it’s our dear sadistic Divus Crewel. Like a different Au, so the encounter between reader and professor Vargas didn’t happen here. Also why are all the proffesror mean you may ask, well the answer is quite simple… I like to bullied by authority figures/people in charge and those fics self indulgence 🤪✌️. Also for future request, if not precise what type of behaviour you want for the love interest, i will default to writing mean!dom!character or pervy!dom!character cuz that’s i like lol.

☆ more under the cut. ☆

Ever since starting classes at NCR Wonderland, you felt off about begin your academic journey as a college Freshman. Sure you were the right age for it, but wasn’t it a bit to much of an ask to start with college courses, especially with most of the mediums being different from your world? But at last you had no choice but sucking it up, working harder than any other student in your year to keep up. Though you did enjoy some of the classes, just because they had familiar concept. Magic analysis was like any other analysis class you had taken before the topic was just different, you also had music which was the same as back home, and of course there was Potionology…

That class was your beacon of hope each week. You genuinely enjoyed it, not only because it resembled chemistry, making the 'laboratory process' easier to grasp, but it was also the only class where you could actually use magic! The mixtures you created could do things you could only dream of in your world. Moreover, making such complex and potent elixirs made you feel useful. You felt competent with this world's materials because of it, even if Crowley didn't find a way for you to return home, you possibly could get around. Of course, there was another tiny reason why you loved the class so much, actually it was a pretty significant one. Even in your own thoughts, you couldn't deny that you were practically drooling at your professor each time you entered his classroom.

But how could you resist? That man was incredibly hot, smoking even. And his voice, god! It was undeniably sexy. Plus, the way he addressed you was so appealing: Generally, he would call you a 'pup', 'good girl' or 'good dog' when you did something right or answered a question correctly. He'd say 'bad dog' or 'bad girl' if you made a mistake.

He would also refer to himself as your trainer, at some point asking of you and Grim to address him as "O Great Crewel" or "Master/Master Crewel" instead of "Professor Crewel", as a form of discipline.

And fuck was that hot, honestly that was the primary reason you worked so diligently in his class. Hearing his praise and being able to call him "Master" only served to fuel your fantasies.

You wondered how he could discipline you in a more 'physical' way. Would he use his pointer or his hands on your thighs and ass when spanking you? Would he continue to use the usual nicknames, or would he resort to degrading names like 'slut', 'whore', ‘needy bitch in heady’ or perhaps 'greedy pup'? The curiosity from it was driving you mad, to the point where you even considered pulling your panties to the side and touch yourself at the sound of his voice, as taught class unbeknownst to it all.

Naturally, you wouldn't actually do it. After all, even if your noises didn't give you away, the smell certainly would. (You were certain the beastman in your class would detect something like that.) However, there was a certain allure in to the scenario.

Perhaps a classmate would inform your professor, leading to a public reprimand. You picture your professor criticizing your behavior while you stand in an embarrassing position for all to see. Your skirt would lifted and he would be abusing your behind, probably edge you during the spend of the whole lesson. Then right before the bell rang, he would touch your sweet spot one last time, and right around his fingers you would squir-

Oh, right, the bell. Class had just ended. You snapped back to reality and turn to your friends. From their expressions, it's clear they've been trying to get your attention for a while.

Hastily gathering your things, stuff them into your backpack, and follow your friends out of the classroom. Unbeknownst to you, the potionology textbook you need for tonight's homework is left behind on your desk.

You soon reach the hallway where you and your friends usually sat at a break. It's lunchtime, and as per your routine, you start your daily rant about your professor to Ace, Deuce, Jack, Epel, and Sebek. Grim is also there, but as always, he is so focused on his food that he isn't paying attention.

Meanwhile, Divus was getting ready to head to the teachers' lounge to enjoy his lunch when he noticed the Potionology textbook on your desk.

Even if he didn't know where you sat during class time, he could tell that it belonged to you by the fact that it had small pawprint stickers surrounding your name on the book’s bridge. The memory of you telling him that customizing the book that way was the best resurfaced. After all you were a "good pup, so why not add the paw prints to match the statement.”, you had told him when he inquired about the decorations.

That comment made him chuckle, which brought a bright grin to your face. While it's true that he would refer to his students by such names, at no point in his career did a student use the term to address themselves. To be honest, he finds it cute that you adore the name that most of your peers detested. You simply smile and giggle anytime he uses it to compliment you, and you pout like a real puppy when he corrects you. ‘Truly adorable.’

He actually liked you. Regardless of how your entourage behaved, you were an excellent student who did not cause any problems. You paid attention in class and worked really hard to achieve the highest grades not only in his class but in others, but it appeared to him that you were more interested in the course that he taught compared to the rest. In non-magical courses, you received an average of 70-80, and your sciences marks were in the 90s, slightly higher grades.

Divus also liked how, despite the restricted male uniform, you had altered the uniform to be more fashionable with the consent of the headmaster. Instead of the dull pants that came with it, you wore a skirt that was little longer than mid-thigh but did not reach the knee. It was elegantly embroidered with a swirly thorn pattern, and you wore stockings to match it. A work of art in the man's eyes, which made you even more favourable to him; he adored when someone had a true sense of fashion.

Despite your puppy-like demeanour when he spoke to you, there was a gleam in your eyes, a lustful one at that. You looked at him as if you wanted him to bend you over your desk that very instant, practically eye fucking him throughout the lecture. You may not realize that he noticed, but as a desirable man, he was highly aware of such things. He observed as you unconsciously rub your thighs together, while he chewed you up for a small error; he 'was expecting better from such a bright girl like yourself, this was extremely disappointing'.

Even though he kept it to himself, attempting to maintain professionalism, him still being your teacher and all. Maybe you weren't as horny as he believed, just slightly flustered by the charming way he addressed you, especially coming from a handsome man like himself. However, no matter how sweet you were, you couldn't fulfill his desires. He craved someone he could dominate and control, someone who to basically bully into submission. You were far too innocent and gentle for that. He assumed that if you did have any sexual thoughts about him, your fantasies would be quite vanilla in nature.

‘And oh, boy, was he wrong!’ That was his thoughts when he overheard the conversation between you and your friends, having finally reach the hallway you usually frequented, your potionology textbook book in hand.

A bit earlier,

You and your friends had started eating and you were babbling;

“Okay, lisent, like hear me out-“ you begin,

“I am not hearing, YOU out. You’ve already said enough.” Sebek quickly retorts.

“Valid point, but, but think about it. Hot mean teacher disciplines you with a spanking while degrading you.” You suggest,

“NO!” Sebek tells you horrified.

"Come on, Sebek, don't be so ip tight. I may not be into that kinda of stuff, but Y/N has a point. I don't get the appeal, but Professor Crewel does fit her type.” Ace tells the distress crocodile.

“But he's a teacher, OUR teacher. I don't understand how people can have crushes on their teachers, but openly lusting for them should be prohibited! Also, not discussed like any other normal subject!” Sebek tells the card soldier.

“I agree with Sebek, you should keep such intimate thoughts to yourself.” Jack adds on,

“Ya say that but chur tail be waggin' like an exited puppy. It’s obvious ya like hearin' bout the naughty stuff from missy over there!” Epel comments.

“That’s not-“ Jack begins, but cuts himself off, like Epel said his tail was wagging crazy so he couldn’t deny anything. So “whatever!” was all he said, followed by a huff and a frustrated growl.

"Look, I'm not saying people should go out of their way to fuck their teachers; it's just that the man who potentially would fulfills all of my desires and fantasies happens to be my teacher. And, honestly, he must be aware that his nicknames and actions would turn some students.” You say to the group,

“What? How’s that?” Deuce questions.

“Come on, it's not like you can't go to NCR if you're into things like pet play or bdsm. He must have known that each year would have some students who fit that description. Don't tell me you thought he was completely clueless towards that?” You explain,

“Well when you put it like that, I guess Professor Crewel probably knows about it.” Deuce sorta agrees.

“He’s probably just ignoring it, pushing it to the back of his mind and pretending that it’s not real.” Ace comments,

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking too. But at the end of day, the fact that he’s aware doesn’t change much, I still won’t get him to bend me over his desk” you say with a dramatic sigh, making both Epel and Ace laugh.

“Honestly even if there was some stellar chance that he could be into me, he’s probably in a relationship already. If he isn't married, he is most likely casually dating someone.” You add on.

“Yeah, too bad for ya!” Epel says with a snicker.

Unknown to you and your friend group, the same professor you were discussing was right around the corner, listening in on you thirsting over him.

And truthfully this was a shock to him. Sure he might have found you attractive, but also he had convinced himself that you couldn’t fulfill his desires. Now turns out both of your fantasies aligned, and he was going to make good use of that knowledge.

Now heading towards your group the clacking sounds of Divus’s heels made all of you turn around. Some of their expression where terror, some confusion but Ace and Epel looked like they were holding in a laugh.

Clearing his voice, “Miss.L/n, just the person I was looking for. You had forgotten your potionology textbook in my class, so I went looking for youu in to hand it back, you wouldn’t want to miss tonight’s homework, now would you?” He told, as passed you the book.

“Oh, um, thanks professor Crewel!” You exclaimed a bit distraught, ‘did he hear what I’ve been saying or what?’

“Try again. You know that’s not the appropriate way to address me, now is it.” He states making you rethink your words,

“Right, sorry, Master Crewel...” You spoke out.

“That’s much better. Now come along pup.” He said as he turn around and started walking,

“What- why?” you ask confused. And he turns his head to gaze at you.

“Well isn’t it obvious, you and I got much to discuss. Do not question me anymore today, or any day for that matter. Stand up and follow me right now, otherwise you will suffer greater repercussions than I originally planned to make you endure.”

“Oh, okay.” You squeak out and grab your belongs, now trailing right behind your dear professor Crewel, ‘oh, right, O Great Crewel.’

You returned to your classroom, Divus locked the doors behind you. He had been sitting at his laptop for the past 10 minutes. You were sitting on a chair, on the opposite side of your desk.

"I have magi-mailed your other professors, they have cleared your itinerary for the afternoon. Lucky for us, today was the one I had spares in the afternoon as well." He informs you.

"But if this talk was going to take a while, I could have just come back after class," you say.

"No, I must have a chat with you right this instant.” Divus replies.

You only nod, turning to gaze out of the window to ease your nerves. Of course he noticed, so he turned his lamp desk on, it was bright, then magically closed all the blinds. He moved from his seat to your side of the desk, resting on it as he looked down at you.

“Now, let’s start this talk. Do you know why I brought you here?” He inquires.

“I’m sorry sir I don’t know.” Honestly you weren’t sure maybe he overheard you or maybe this was about something else.

“Not don’t play coy pup.” He told you sternly,

“Perhaps my grades sir…” you croak out, barely above a whisper.

“I guess you decide to persevere in your bad dog act, stand up.” He tells you, sounding exasperated.

“Wh-What?”

“Don’t make me repeat myself mutt!”

Without a word you did as you were, the suddenly felt a had push on your back, not protesting anymore you just expect your fate as you were now folded upon the wooden desk.

“Looks like your not completely hopeless, but that one time show of obedience won’t exempt you from your punishment.” He said, you felt a somewhat thin metallic object glide up your right leg, you guessed it was his pointer. “Spread” was all you heard before the words were followed by a swift whip of the pointer.

You were dazed by the feeling, not completely registering the given order. This seem to irritate Divus, as another strike came down, but this time you react right on impact, now having your legs nicely spread out. ‘Your head was slightly dizzy, was this going the way you thought it was?’

But before you could linger on that thought, you felt Divus's hands remove your panties from your hips, letting them drop to your ankles. Your ass and cunt were now exposed to him. You heard a little shuffling, then his soft breath was in your ear. "Listen, since I'm not going to say it twice. I overheard you being a little slut, talking to your friends about how much you want me to hurt you. So that's exactly what I'm going to do, I'm going to discipline you to never forget how to address me, to never talk so lewdly in front of another man, and to make you incapable of living a functional life without me in it. Now, if you understand, say, ‘Yes, sir.’”

“Yes!..sir—!”

"Good. Now I'm going to spank you, and you must count after each hit and thank me for it, you may only address me as Sir or Master, if anything other than what I've instructed comes out of your mouth or you mess up the count, we'll start over and add 10 more strikes for you to go over. Also, you aren’t to touch me unless instructed otherwise.”

By the time he reached strike 29, your bottom was a of deeper color than your regular skin tone, covered in marks and bruises. Your thighs were quivering from the constant impact of his hand on your sensitive areas. "Twenty-eight... Thank you, sir..." You panted heavily, biting down on your lower lip to suppress any further sounds of discomfort.

Crewel stopped suddenly, taking a moment to admire his work. He ran his fingers gently over your bruised ass cheeks, leaving trails of coolness where they brushed against your heated skin. "That’s wrong," he spoke out, a spank from his hand came down your ass this time. "You already said 28, this means we have to start over. But this time, we’re going up to 40."

You whimpered softly, your eyes widening in terror as you realized what this meant for your already sore ass. "N-No! Please, I apologize, sir! I'll count better!" Your pleas fell on deaf ears as Crewel resumed his merciless assault on your sensitive flesh. Each strike landed harder than before, leaving deep marks that would surely become bruises soon.

"One... Two... Three... Four..." Eventually, you reached number 40. The last blow sent waves of agony coursing through your entire body, and you let out a strangled cry. Tears trickled down your cheeks, streaming down your face as you struggled to catch your breath. "Thank you, sir..." You managed to choke out between heavy breaths.

After giving you a moment to recover, Crewel noticed the wetness between your legs and smirked cruelly. "You enjoyed that didn't you, filthy slut?" he growled, his voice lower than usual, almost seductive.

Grabbing hold of your waist and lifting you slightly before slapping your sensitive folds forcefully. The sudden contact caused a sharp gasp to escape your lips, followed by a moan of mixed pain and pleasure.

"What did you just say, mutt?" he demanded, his voice dripping with malice. "No, don't answer," he continued before continuing his barrage on your sensitive areas, alternating between your lips and clit, ensuring that you wouldn't forget this lesson anytime soon.

After several minutes of relentless punishment, he finally stop the smacking of your privates. Following it by cupping your dripping folds in his hand, rubbing them roughly, spreading your juices over your sensitive flesh.

Than bringing his fingers in view for you to see, sticky liquids all over them."You see how much you enjoy this, don't you?" he growled, his voice low and menacing.

Your body had shook after every blow, your moans had turned into sobs as you struggled to maintain composure. Through tears and gasps for air, you managed to choke out between breaths, "Y-Yes, sir... I love it!" your tone was desperate, pleading for more even though your body ached in pain. You couldn't deny the intense pleasure mixed with the agony.

“That’s it," he praised, his voice dripping with false approval. Reaching between your spread legs once more, he inserted one finger into your tight entrance, stretching you further than you could with your own. Despite the pain, a soft moan escaped your lips involuntarily.

"Now, beg me to cum, you needy bitch in heat," he commanded gruffly, his tone harsh yet somehow erotic. Your mind was a mess of conflicting emotions; part of you begged for release, while another part of you wanted to defy him and deny him what he sought.

You forced yourself to focus on the burning sensation of his finger probing deeper into your sensitive core, trying hard not to move or squirm too Your your body ached everywhere from the brutal punishment you had endured thus far. "P-Please... sir... I need you to..." your voice trailed off as he thrust another finger inside you, stretching your even further.

"More, please!" you managed to croak out between gasps for air. Your hips involuntarily bucked against him, seeking more contact, more stimulation. Despite the pain, the combination of humiliation and arousal was becoming too much for you to handle.

Crewel chuckled darkly, enjoying the sight of you squirming and begging for more. Slowly, he began to move his fingers in and out of your tight entrance, teasing your sensitive spots with precise strokes. "Good," he praised again, his voice laced with malice. "Now, beg me for your orgasm properly."

Ultimately, survival instinct kicked in, and you forced out a broken plea, "Please, sir... I need to cum... Please..." your voice cracked on the last word, betraying both your desperation and submission.

His pace picked up slightly, thrusting faster and harder into your tight passageway. Your moans turned into high-pitched cries of pleasure as you neared the edge of ecstasy. Just when you thought you couldn't take any more, he stopped abruptly, leaving you hanging on the brink of orgasm.

"Not yet, don’t tell me you thought you would get what you want that easily, did you?" he growled, his voice cold and commanding. "You haven't earned it yet." With a final taunt, he pulled out both fingers, leaving your dripping. "Clean yourself up, mutt," he ordered harshly, before turning away from your exposed body.

You were a mess, your body trembling in pre-orgasmic bliss and frustration. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you begged him through sobs, "P-Please, sir... I'll do anything... Just let me cum!"

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Divus turned back to you, grabbing you by your hair and making you drop to your knees in front of him. Reaching down, he unfastened his pants and slid them down, revealing his massive cock, hard and throbbing with desire through his boxer. It flapped against his stomach as pulled his garment down, it was veined and pulsing with need. "Much better," he said coldly. "Now, show me how much you want it."

Swallowing thickly, you raised your head and tentatively wrapped your lips around the tip of his member, taking as much of it into your mouth as you could without gagging. Your tongue flicked out, tracing the head of his cock, seeking more sensation. You began to suck greedily, your throat stretching around his thickness.

Divus groaned, his hands grasping your hair tightly as he began to thrust his hips forward, forcing more of his cock into your willing mouth. Your gagging and choking sounds only fueled his desire further. "That's a good mutt," he praised between heavy breaths. "You take my cock so well, you filthy dog."

You struggled to breathe as he continued his brutal assault on your throat, your eyes watering from the burn in your nose and throat. Despite the pain, you relish the feeling of being completely owned by him, your body becoming nothing more than a vessel for his pleasure. You moaned around his cock, hardly able to form coherent words between the constant thrusts.

As he continued to pound into your throat, your body shook with each powerful thrust. your hands reached up, grasping at his thighs for support as you struggled to keep him in your mouth. The combination of pain and pleasure was overwhelming, causing your mind to spiral into a hazy fog of desire.

Eventually, Divus slowed down, pulling out just enough for you to catch a brief moment of air before plunging back in deeper than before. "Are you ready for your reward, whore?" he growled, his voice low and menacing yet laced with promise.

Without waiting for a response, he unloaded his seed into your waiting mouth, filling it to the brim with hot, sticky semen. You gagged violently, struggling to swallow every drop, your eyes watering from the intensity of the sensation.

He held your head in place until his orgasm subsided, then pulled out, leaving your filled with his essence.

Your vision spun as you coughed and gagged, your body still trembling from the intense asphyxiation. Slowly, you felt your body being raised, finding yourself laying on Divus's desk, your legs folded and spread wide open, exposing your wet and swollen folds to his hungry mouth. Before you good connect 1 and 2 together, he was already between your legs, his tongue darting out to trace along your dripping entrance.

"Oh sevens..." you whimpered, arching your hips upwards, begging for more contact. Pulling away slightly, he teased your sensitive flesh with light touches before finally plunging his tongue deep inside your core, sucking and lapping at your juices voraciously. His fingers found your clit, pinching and rubbing it harshly, eliciting another moan of pleasure mixed with pain.

Your body trembled on the verge of orgasm once more, as he continued to torture your sensitive spots. Your nails scratched at the desk to avoid grabbing his head, you were sure you would get reprimanded for it, the wood was left with white lines shaky lines on it. "P-Please, sir... I need you to—!" you managed to choke out between gasps for air before you was cut off by a powerful moan.

Divus pulled away from your dripping folds, his face covered in your juices. "Mhm is that so," he growled, his voice dark and menacing. "Sadly for you, I don’t feel like letting you climax quite yet, you greedy pup." He teased.

Your body shook with frustration and need, your entire being aching for release. "P-Please... sir..." you begged pathetically, your voice barely more than a whimper. Hips bucking upwards, seeking more contact, more stimulation.

For what felt like a millennium, he continued to tease your sensitive spots, pushing you closer to the edge of ecstasy only to pull away just when you thought you could bear no more. Sweat trickled down your back, staining the cool surface of his desk beneath you.

Finally, feeling that it was enough, Divus thrust two fingers back inside your dripping entrance, simultaneously rubbing your swollen clit with his thumb. “Now cum.”

The combination of sensations was too much for you to handle, and you cried out in pure bliss as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure washed over your. Your pussy contracted tightly around his fingers, cumming so hard to be able to see stars.

Smiling down at you, he gave your cunt a small peck. Crewel smirked cruelly yet something sweet behind his eyes. "Seems like you’re beginning to learn your place well, pup," he said before moving closer again, his lips brushing against yours roughly. His tongue forced its way into her mouth, claiming ownership over your mouth once more, as well as your mind. He tongues wrestled violently, your saliva mixing together in a sickening dance, tasting each other on the other’s tongue.

After breaking the kiss, he stood up straight, looking down at you battered form with satisfaction. "Now, go home and get yourself cleaned up. We're finished for today." With that command, he help her up and walk her out of the school building, trying to avoid anything prying eyes. At her professor was kind enough to accompany her out, but she was on her when it came to walking home.

“See you on Saturday in my classroom, Miss. Y/n” was all he said as he turned and left for school once more. Leaving you alone to recover from the brutal punishment she had endured.

You only replied by a weak “See you sir”, but only when arrive at your door front did it click ‘Wait we don’t have class on the weekends, does that mean—‘

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[twistedwonderworm]

How about an epel x male reader where the reader teases epel on him being manly? And eventually it evolves into a fight of who can top the other. And after their fight epel wins and shows the reader how much of a man he can be

I am so sorry this is super late, like it's been in my inbox for forever but writer's block is a bitch!

What did you say? (TWST NSFW)

Pairing: Epel Felmier x M!reader

Warnings: rough sex, sex toys, degradation, overstimulation

Word count: 971

Everyone in this fic is 18+

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"What did you just say…?" Epel's voice was softer than usual but it had a dark tone to it. Y/N knew that he had crossed a line with his teasing, but against his better judgment, he decided to see if he could rile his little country boy up more.

"I just said that you're so cute and short~" Y/N chuckled. "And how good you'd look underneath me begging for more~" He seemed to be oblivious to his boyfriend’s growing irritation. He was soon going to regret his decision.

“Oh yeah~?” Epel smirked, plotting his revenge in his head down to the smallest details, “Does my little lamb really think he can top me~?” He slowly moved closer, causing a faint blush to creep across Y/N’s face as the other male backed away. “Why would you even entertain such a thought~? You know how much you love it when I completely wreck you~”

Y/N’s flush got worse, but he tried to hide it with a smirk, “”Oh? You think you’re manly enough to wreck me~? Then you’re going to have to prove it to me.

Epel's feral grin widened more, and his hands gripped Y/N's shirt tight, "You want me to prove it? I'll prove it. Fight me. Winner gets to top the loser. How about that, love?"

Y/N accepted quickly, thinking he'd have an advantage in a fight against Epel with how much larger he was than the Pomfiore student. Oh, how wrong he was. Despite being much smaller, Epel was surprisingly strong, which should have made sense with how and where he was raised. He ended up winning easily, pinning Y/N to the ground with a victorious grin.

"Don't you go backing out now, sugarplum~" the purple haired male purred, his feral grin still plastered on his pretty face. "We did make a promise after all."

"A promise is a promise," Y/N relented, waiting for Epel to let him up. He didn't want Epel to see just how excited he was about this, trying to keep his legs from shaking. He loved when Epel got like this. Whenever he wanted to prove himself, the purple-haired male could get downright feral, and it always made Y/N's knees weak.

He followed Epel up to their shared room before pushing the smaller male onto the bed. Epel growled but that sound soon petered out as he gazed upon his beloved undressing.

"I have a surprise for you, dear," Y/N giggled, moving to the bed and laying on his stomach next to Epel. "I figured you'd start a fight so I wanted to give you a reward." He raised his ass in the air and once he moved, Epel could see the purple-jeweled end of a butt plug nestled between his lover's cheeks. He took hold of it and pulled it out just a little before pushing it back in. The action has Y/N gasping into the bedsheets and wiggling his hips a bit.

"So were you anticipating losing, or did you throw the fight?" Epel asked finally pulling out the plug.

Y/N mewled and shook his head. "I didn't throw it. If I had won, I would have rode you. I just really wanted you inside of me as quickly as possible."

Epel grinned and reached over to pull the lube out of the bedside table, "Well, I'll give you what you want, you little slut. Did you want to roll over or did you want me to just take you like this?"

"Just take me like this~" Y/N wiggled his hips, "I thought you'd like the view~"

Epel chuckled and gave Y/N's ass a slap, the other male yelping loudly at the unexpected action, "God, you're such a slut. Practically begging for dick~" Though if his boyfriend really wanted it this much, Epel figured he might as well indulge the little slut. But Y/N was sorely mistaken if he thought Epel was going to go easy on him.

Epel quickly undressed himself and lubed up his cock, grinning as Y/N wiggled his hips needily. He slapped Y/N's ass again before slamming into his already prepared hole.

Y/N cried out with pleasure, his body already trying to clamp down around the Pomfiore student's cock. Like it was trying to keep him deep inside. Epel just gripped Y/N's tight enough to leave marks before starting to rock his hips. He set up a slow but rough pace to tease his slutty boyfriend more. He took pride in Y/N's moans and mewls, but as soon as he felt Y/N's hips start pushing back on him, he stopped his rocking and slapped his ass again.

"Who told ya that ya could move?" Epel snapped, a feral grin crossing his face, "Because I know damn well that I didn't. If you keep doing this, I'm gonna have to punish ya~"

Y/N shivered but continued to rock his hips, unafraid of whatever punishment Epel could dish out. This just made the purple-haired male grin wider, and he tightened his grip on his boyfriend before really slamming into him. The bed was creaking from how fast and hard Epel was moving. He hit Y/N's sweet spot on every hit, slowly driving his lover crazier.

Y/N cried out as he came all over himself soon after but Epel was far from done. He pulled out to ease away from his own impending orgasm , ignoring the whines of his beloved.

"This is your punishment, love," he chuckled, "I'm going to make you cum over and over until you can't anymore~"

As the Pomfiore male slipped back inside and started his slow pace again, Y/N knew it was going to be a rough, long night for him.

[cvlutos]

“No Nut November” Pt.1

| Repost: 01.10.23 | 1.3K | Mature |

NRC 1st Years X GN!Reader

| CHARACTERS 18+ | Sexual Themes | Masturbation | Flirting | Sorta Creepy | Etc. | Proceed with Caution, Dearest. |

♡ ACE TRAPPOLA ♡

LOSER #ONE

Swore he wouldn’t fail. Would not shut the fuck up. Would constantly brag about how well he did. When it’s only been a day. He’s the most likely to fail on the 1st day. Not even most likely, he does. That’s mad embarrassing but will most definitely lie for the entire month.

He 100% blames you. You just happened to wear a hot-ass outfit [very very casual relaxation clothes] when he came to Ramshackle after school, he swears you did it on purpose. When he returns to Heartslabyul, exhausted from studying but trying to hide his hard-on, he makes a beeline for the bathroom. Nearly ripping his belt off, biting his bottom lip as his hands make contact with his dick.

“This is all your fault—”

♡ DEUCE SPADE ♡

LOSER #TWO

Definitely was aware of No Nut November, but didn’t really get the hype, nor were girls really attracted to him during his delinquent days. [He’s lying. Deuce had girls flocking to him in droves. He’s just oblivious] Deuce doesn’t really view himself as a sexual person until he met you. Unlike Ace, he’s taking it seriously. He’s gonna prove he has self-restraint and is better than Ace. Fails on the 2nd day, partly because he forgot, but also because you smiled at him. He won’t lie, but at the same time will dance around the topic for the rest of November. It’s pretty obvious to everyone he failed.

He swears he isn’t some sexual deviant. You’re just so kind and sweet, and a wonderful person. He can’t help himself. The thought doesn’t cross his mind’ til he’s already close. Laying on his side, his face shoves further into the fabric of your shirt. He lets out a choked groan, desperately fucking his fist. He’s already so close, might as well finish. You won’t ever know.

“... I’m sorry, [Name]...”

♡JACK HOWL ♡

LOSER #THREE

Let’s be honest. Jack knows and finds it annoying, like what’s the purpose? Will definitely participate when Ace makes fun of him for not being able to last. He’s competitive. Will act all high and mighty and honestly does well. I give him 15 days at most before he breaks. He most likely forgot the first 10 days, but then started to notice you a lot more, like the way your eyes seem to sparkle, and your laugh is something he can’t ignore. The next 5, he’s forcing himself through and is becoming mad grumpy, cause well.

Says fuck it the moment he sees your skin that’s usually covered. [You showed him a portion of your stomach or bare legs, he’s going feral] Before you can say a thing, Jack is already gone, deciding that he’d be unable to walk into his dorm without drawing attention to himself, he’s deep in the forest. Leaning against a tree, imagining his hand is you. At Least he doesn’t have to clean up much. He’s slightly guilty for the next few days, but won’t tell you, but you will see an influx of gifts.

“This is so embarrassing…”

♡ EPEL FELMIER ♡

LOSER #FOUR

Almost as loud as Ace, with his bragging. Especially with just your friend's group, no Vil or Rook in sight. He’s letting his country accent fly, with not a damn care. It’s a little funny and cute. Don’t say that to his face. I’m gonna make an educated guess and say he definitely needs to bust it at least once a day. He gets even worse after meeting you, often disappearing into the bathroom, but who needs it for 20 minutes on average? I don’t know what’s worse, Ace bragging and losing the 1st day. Or Epel hyping himself up, only for you to mention how hot he is.

He’s already leaking. He sits on the toilet seat of your bathroom, rubbing his nose against your damp shower towel, squeezing his eyes shut, pumping his dick desperately. You name tumbles from his lips, muffled and desperate. He compares succeeding NNN to being a stronger man, and most definitely falls the 1st hour of making his bet. Will ask Jack hypotheticals, and he’s just like, ‘I don’t know, man’. Similar to Deuce, he will jump around the topic, or suddenly switch up. Saying NNN is dumb. Like bffr.

“No Nut November iz dumb! No, I didn’ fail, ya jerk”

♡ SEBEK ZIGVOLT ♡

ONLY WINNER

Now, I know what you are thinking. Ain’t no way. Sebek is loud and most likely has announced his displeasures with NNN. It’s childish. Uncouth. For the dumb and ignorant. Wait—you think it’s funny and cool? He guesses he can try, and will publicly and I mean publicly announce his plans to win. And he will. Doesn’t mean he doesn’t have his challenges. Sebek is a knight in training and has amazing self-control. And last half the month without trouble, the other half, he’s just missing. You see him in all his classes, but he’s avoiding you like the plagues.

He is giving his all to winning. The moment December 1st strikes, he’s acting a damn fool. Fucking his hand, bed, blankets, anything and everything, cause cumming once just isn’t enough. He’s gonna casually NOT, will do a fucking public service announcement about his winnings. Gods, he’s embarrassing. Will not shut up. Please say you’re proud of him.

“Of course I won. As Lord Malleus Knight—”

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[vilsbiggestfan]

Bloddy apple

Vampire!EpelxAfab!Reader

First time he saw you he thought you weren't real. That smooth skin, silky hair and nicely done make up, you hand to be his.

When you woke up, you were in a strange bed, it wasn't yours , it had light purple satin sheets that had golden apples all over it as a design. You didn't feel hurt or anything when you sat up but you felt a little embarrassed when you saw that somebody changed your clothes.You were now wearing a light purple silk dress, that matched the sheets with some dark purple panties underneath.

An unfimiliar voice was heard through the door as the unknown boy smiled "Ah so my sweet apple is awake" you gave him a puzzled look, not remembering seeing him "Who are you? " you asked and got closer to the bed and sat next to you "Epel felmier my dear, call me epel" you nodded your head "so uhm Epel, why am i here" he smiled again this time his tone was a little deep "Well my dear from now on you will be my blood source and not only that, i may get to use your body whenever my heart desires"

You got red as he said those words, i mean he was pretty and you could imagine yourself under him. As dirty thoughts roamed your head he put you in his lap, you back facing him and his fangs aimed your neck "It won't hurt my dear, just sit still" he sinked his fangs penetrated that soft and sensitive skin on your neck making you whine and squirm in his lap a little, he put his hand on one of yiur thighs to keep you still as he sucked your blood.

When he was done he licked the wound , making feel pleasure once again. A smirk decorated his pretty face as his sensitive nose caught an amazing scent "Ah my dear, i didn't think this would get you so arroused" he said as he slipped his hand under your dress massaging his fingers in the wet spot from your underwear creating friction for your clit.

Your cheeks got a deep shade of red as you tucked on his sleeve "Epel, plese fuck me pleasee" he couldn't resist such a cute face, could he? He slipped off your panties as you took off your dress. "Such a beautiful body.. " he whispered as he layed you on the bed, legs spread and his head between your legs.

He licked your slit making you whimper before his tongue entered your whole, making an in and out motion. Your thighs hugged his head and your hands tucked on his hair. He couldn't help but groan, the vibration making you scream.

The way his tongue was moving so perfectly, touching every spot it needed to turning you into a moaning mess. It's like he knew what to do to make you a mess under him. You were close as you tightened around his tongue, you came on his face with just a scream as a warning. He slurped and swallowed your juices, the sounds that came out were, not apropriate to say the least.

When he pulled away his face was covered in your juices, some dripping down his chin. He chuckled seeing you look away. He took a towel to dry his face "Don't worry dear, this isn't all." He said and you noticed the growing tent in his pants.

[demon-lover-669]

Yes I am still posting about Christmas. No I don’t care.

Ace, deuce and y/n: *coming out of a closet*

Ace: *dressed as Santa*

Deuce: *dressed as an elf*

Y/n: *dressed as a rain deer*

Epel: y/n you have something dripping down your chin…

Y/n: *quickly wiping their chin* um it’s my Christmas spirit!

Ace: *nodding with a smirk* yep lots of Christmas spirit~

Deuce: if you catch his drift