#fyolai smut

[caram3ll0tr1x]

She's mine!

Fyolai (Fyodor, Nikolai) x fem!reader Smut/18+ Fingering+Threesome+A little Fyolai gayness+etc (I will not sit here and try to list whatever sexual shit I've written in this that has a name) My knowledge of the BSD characters derives mostly from what people talk about, so if their characteristics/personalities are off, I apologize. Again, the writing is a little rushed.. -Trixie 🌸

Nikolai pulled you onto his lap, grinning like a child that had just recieved a new toy. Fyodor rolled his eyes but let him take you without objections.

"Y/n! Y/n!" the excited male said, tugging on your shirt. 

"Hm?" you said, tilting your head towards him. 

Nikolai smiled wildly, pushing your hair out of your face and holding your chin up. "Can I kiss you?"

You answered with a nod and were pulled into a passionate kiss with no sort of indication. You quickly rightened yourself, wrapping your arms around his neck. His lips parted slightly and his tongue nudged your mouth, suggesting you open it. When you did, you felt your saliva mix with his as his tongue traced your lips, your teeth. 

Your hair was pulled back and mouth clamped itself around your neck, sucking. Fyodor's legs slowly wrapped around your waist as he made himself comfortable on Nikolai's lap as well. A sort of guttural moan vibrated in your throat as hands groped at your chest. 

Nikolai pulled back, raising an eyebrow at the man sitting behind you. "I want her to myself!" he whined, crossing his arms. 

Your wiped at your mouth, deciding you didn't feel like having your face being covered in saliva. The two men bickered, fighting for you. You were indifferent about this as it was something quite normal that happened nearly every time you were around the two. Perhaps even when you weren't. 

It was irritating, however, and you found yourself growing impatient as Fyodor's hands dropped from your breasts. You scooted off of Nikolai's lap and untangled yourself from Fyodor's legs—an action that did not go unnoticed by the two. They stopped suddenly, and almost synchronizingly pulled you back onto them, forgetting their arguing for a moment. 

"Where are you going, little dove~?" Nikolai asked, hugging you to his chest. "Don't leave just yet!"

Fyodor made a noise of agreement, scooting closer to you on Nikolai's lap. He tangled his hand in your hair and pulled your face to meet his, kissing you deeply, not letting you go. Your body was twisted in a way so Fyodor could kiss you but your body was facing the other way, towards Nikolai who tugged at the waist-band of your shorts. 

"Mm," you groaned, as his hand made its way down, lightly pushing on your clothed cunt.

"Needy slut," he whispered, slapping Fyodor's hand away so he could kiss you. 

Fyodor grumbled and pulled your waist towards himself, biting your neck lightly. You gasped in surprise, your body leaning towards the brunet. Nikolai blubbured as Fyodor took you into his own arms, away from the albino male.

"Don't hog her like a pig," Fyodor spat, turning your head to kiss him. 

You ignored the way they glared at each other, deciding you wouldn't let their disagreements ruin your pleasure. You tugged on Nikolai's arm, pulling his hand back towards your crotch. You let your mouth explore Fyodor's, taking in his breath. 

Nikolai giggled as you made him touch you, finding it childishly amusing. His hands danced over your pussy expertly, eventually pushing your shorts off of you as you started getting impatient.

Fyodor peppered your neck with kisses, lifting your shirt and kissing your back. Nikolai pulled your shirt over your head and Fyodor played with the straps of your bra for a beat, then unclipped it and let it fall onto your lap. 

He cupped your breasts from behind, massaging them tenderly. You pressed your lips together, muffling your moans, as Nikolai kissed your stomach. Fyodor lifted his hand to part your mouth. "Don't hide it," he said, whispering in your ear. 

You shivered but nodded, letting out a gasping whimper as Nikolai—whom you'd nearly forgotten about, as Fyodor had taken your attention—slid his fingers into your clit, pushing your underwear to the side. 

"'S so wet," he murmured, his fingers roaming freely. 

You clutched onto Fyodor's arms, then, clenching your lush pink walls around Nikolai's hand. "Fuck," you moaned, closing your eyes tightly. "Why are your fing..ah~!" Your back arched slightly as the two fingers he'd inserted parted in a scissoring act. 

Fyodor nibbled at your ear gently, almost assuringly, his hands continuing to knead your breasts. Nikolai giggled, pushing a third finger through. "What were you saying, my love~?"

You huffed in slight irritation, though with a small touch of pleasure laced through it, and pouted. "Your.. fingers are so fucking long," you whispered, flinching as he pushed a fourth finger through. 

"Is this too much?" he purred, kissing your lips with a harsh bite. 

You shook your head, burying your face in his shoulder. Fyodor placed kisses down your spine, making you tremble. He reached your hip-bone and stopped, suddenly, placing both hands on your hips. 

Nikolai shifted his fingers in you, pushing carefully, without pity. You let out a gasping moan, your legs tightening around his hips. Fyodor traced the curves of your body with his careful, flitting hands, roaming over your thighs. 

You trembled as Nikolai continued to finger you in an almost hurried way. He kissed your jaw, continuing to slip his fingers in and out of your pussy. You moaned, feeling your body melt in his actions, moving on it's own accord. 

Fyodor cocked an eyebrow and said, almost threateningly, "Are you going to let me have her for once?" 

Nikolai rolled his eyes. "You had her last time, Dos-kun!" 

"So? You took over after half way through!"

Nikolai pouted. "Fine.."

Fyodor gave him a smug look, though you were barely paying attention in your lewd mess of moans and groans. But then Nikolai abruptly pulled his hand away and you whined desperately. 

"I was close..!" you said, a look of dismay and lust drawing your features. 

Fyodor fumbled with his clothes, pulling them off of himself until he was completely bare. He sat back down on Nikolai's lap and turned your towards himself. He grabbed your thighs, holding your inner thighs against his palms as he lifts them up and spreading them apart, showing your glistening cunt. 

His erect cock throbbed against your pussy, making you feel more want than before. His eyes scoured your body, drawing lines you couldn't see. His mouth curled in a smirk and he pulled you in for a kiss, your legs sustained up with his arms. 

"How are you feeling today~?" he asked, not in concern but more in question of how hard he must go on you.

Nikolai huffed impatiently, wanting you and waiting for something to happen. Fyodor ignored him, his gaze fixed on your flushed, panting face.

"Do whatever.. just start," you mumbled, wanting desperately for it to start but not wanting to beg—not unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Good answer," he purred, letting your legs fall and positioning his cock near your pussy. "Hm.. must we use lubricant? You're already so wet.."

Nikolai smiled suggestively. He opened his mouth and lead Fyodor's hand to it. 

Fyodor raised an eyebrow but said nothing more, dipping his fingers into Nikolai's mouth, swirling it around and gathering his saliva into his hand. Then, he coated his erection with the sticky liquid, groaning under his breath as he did. 

Nikolai looked pleased of himself to have helped and watching in anticipation as you braced yourself. Fyodor placed the head of his cock to the folds of your clit, pausing for a moment. He looked you in the eye, gazing at your expression, then slammed into you with a grunt making you practically scream. 

Nikolai's hands wrapped around your mouth as Fyodor continued fucking you mercilessly, muffling your whimpers. Your pussy tightened around Fyodor's dick, and he gripped tightly onto your thighs, straining to get comfortable. 

"Fuck.." he groaned, his pace still fast, aggressive. 

You tilted your head back into Nikolai's arms, gripping onto Fyodor's shoulders. You tried to bite the albino's hands but he pulled them away with a dignified huff. 

"Naughty girl," he said, bating at your head. 

You didn't respond, gasping for breath as Fyodor continued, not having minded any of that. His hips moved quickly, pushing further into you, somehow, with each thrust. Nikolai grasped at your hands, pulling them behind your back as a matter of pettiness, annoyed you'd tried to bite him. 

You struggled to free your arms but your body was weak and hot with both pleasure and pain and you were unable to. Nikolai, using his hands to hold both of yours, started kissing your neck, doing similar to what Fyodor had been, giving you hickey's along your body. 

You moaned at mercy of the two men, your back arching as you felt yourself close to stimulation, your legs shaky. Fyodor didn't stop when you came, as he never did; he often ended up prioritizing his own pleasures than tending to you.

Nikolai bit your shoulder, making you shudder, trying to move away. He ignored you, releasing your hands to wrap his arms around your chest and play with your tits, fondling them. Fyodor thrust into you rather hard, suddenly, and you whimpered. You felt him release into you and both your bodies seemed to relax then. He didn't pull out just yet, however, though his cock grew soft. He pulled you in for a kiss and Nikolai decided he wanted to join, so when Fyodor pulled away, he kissed him, leaving you sandwiched in between the two. 

Nikolai turned you around, then, and you noticed a bulge in his pants. You swallowed and Nikolai smirked, following your gaze. "Hope you don't mind getting pregnant, love," he whispered. 

You felt Fyodor's bare arms wrap around your shoulders and you leaned against him for support, knowing that wasn't what you were going to get. You could already feel his cock erect, again, and pushing against the plush of your ass. 

Nikolai's smile grew. "Because I don't think your medication will work now."

[sixatrocities]

── our little secret

pairing: fyodor dostoyevsky x nikolai gogol

content: anal sex, sadism, edging, overstimulation if you squint.

wc & notes: 1,496 words!! a big thank you to the lovely flora, aka @/pussydrunkfyodor for helping me with the colored text.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky never once imagined that he would be in this state- bare, naked and vulnerable on this bed. Darkness consumed every inch of the room, including the bed he was lying on. With no way to see except the faint glow of moonlight seeping in through the silk curtains, the weak and exhausted man didn’t even think of the possibility of someone walking in and seeing him in such a state.

Even though he himself was aware of how exposed he was, he couldn’t stop. Why, the greatly feared man had his worn out hand wrapped around his aching cock, a hand clamped over his mouth to muffle the obscene sounds he was making. 

Sweat clung to his forehead as he continued to stroke, whining into his palm. He began to lazily but desperately thrust his hips up into his own hand, letting out a choked up whimper as he began to speed up the pace. 

See, our dear, sweet Fedya here was a virgin. He’d never felt the touch of a woman or even a man, and it’s no surprise why. He was and still is an anemic, physically weak nail biter who never washes his hair or sleeps. 

The only thoughts that filled his head as he sloppily jerked himself off were ones of utter shame and sin, how could the renowned Fyodor Dostoyevsky be reduced to such a pathetic creature? Pleasure coursed through his entire body, the feeling of the close release that he was chasing being overbearingly disgraceful. 

He was now thrusting into his hand at an ungodly pace, eyes rolling back before closing from the overwhelming bliss that he felt. His mouth hung open, as he had finally abandoned the hand that had been tightly closed around it. 

Now moaning with nothing to hide the noises, he let out a loud whine as the coil snapped and he shot out cum as far as his stomach. Collapsing back on the bed, he was trying to catch his breath. He failed to notice the door creak open.

A certain Ukrainian clown crept in, admiring the faintly illuminated fucked out expression of his superior. The man in question was still recovering from his first real orgasm, not yet noticing the other presence in the bedroom. 

“Oh my! Do my eyes deceive me? Is that really the great Fyodor Dostoyevsky? It cannot possibly be that same person who I heard whining like a dog in heat, no?”

The black haired man's eyes immediately shot open, absolutely horrified at what he was hearing. How could it be? He surely must be hallucinating, this isn’t real. Certainly not. He was roughly pulled out of his panic filled thoughts when he heard the clink of Nikolai undoing his belt. 

The taller man let his striped pants drop to the ground before stepping out of them and slowly making his way toward his dear “friend”. Fyodor was feebly attempting to cover his naked form with the comforter, but his sad attempt was no help- as Nikolai had already reached the side of the bed and roughly yanked it off. 

The anemic in the room shivered as he felt the cold air hit his entire body, horrified and disgusted with how unable he was of speaking at this moment. What was wrong with him? He usually had no problem at all speaking to people, yet now he’s been reduced to nothing? He was broken out of his thoughts once again as the other man pounced on top of him. Crawling up his body until Fyodor was caged under all fours, he grinned and leaned in closer. He snatched Fyodors hands and pinned his wrists above his head, as his other hand slowly dragged down the Russian’s exposed body. He shivered at the sudden touch, a feeling so unfamiliar to him. Nikolai shoved Fyodor’s thighs apart with his own, the shorter man groaning from the slight friction the rough movement created for him. 

“Fedya, is this what you’ve been doing while the rest of us were gone? It sure would be a shame if your subordinates found out about this, hm?” Fyodor could do nothing but stare at the man above with his eyes blown wide, unsure what to do or how to react for the first time in his life. Nikolai continued to speak with that same idiotic smirk on his face, clearly enjoying tormenting Fyodor. “I have an idea!! Let’s play a game!! If you manage to make me cum, I won’t tell a soul about what I saw or what we did together!! Does that sound fair to you?”

Not wanting anyone, let alone his subordinates to know about this, Fyodor reluctantly agreed by nodding his head. A gesture so simple, yet so telling. Nikolai suddenly thrust two fingers into Fyodor’s exposed hole, an action that made him moan in both immense pain and pleasure. 

The jester scissored his fingers in and out of the other man’s barely stretched opening with zero remorse, and no sign of stopping. Fyodor was writhing around in pain, but he could barely move considering both of his wrists were still being pinned above his head by his far stronger friend. He could no longer control the noises he was making, only getting louder by the second. When he felt that barely recognizable, overwhelming sense of an orgasm approaching he didn’t even pay attention to the pain anymore. He was too focused on this agonizing yet amazing feeling that he was experiencing, but was pulled out of it the very second Nikolai quickly pulled his fingers out of the black haired man. 

“You really thought I was going to let you cum? Silly Fedya!! I’ve just barely begun…” 

Fyodor gasped as he was thrown over onto his stomach and roughly grabbed. He was practically manhandled into weakly standing on his knees. His hands were now free, and as soon as he realized this he grabbed his still erect cock and began to furiously jerk it before his hand was ripped away and shoved behind his back. He gasped as his upper half was shoved into the pillows beneath him, ass arched high in the air. 

Nikolai had now abandoned his boxers and the rest of his clothes and rubbed his hard dick into Fyodor’s ass, missing the entrance of it entirely on purpose. Both men lightly moaned from the gesture, Fyodor more than Nikolai. Fyodor was awaiting the feeling of Nikolai inside him, but it never came. Just when he was finally about to speak up, he felt the jester ram his shaft into his painfully stretched out hole. It burned but felt so good he saw stars. 

Nikolai was already tired but enjoyed hearing just how pathetic Fyodor was being for him. He collapsed onto the other man’s back, but continued to thrust in and out of him with force. The Russian’s noises of pleasure were now muffled by the pillows beneath him, but it was still so easy to hear him with how loud he was being. Nikolai let go of Fyodor’s wrists and chose to instead grab him by the hair and pull him up. Back arching in an uncomfortable manner, Nikolai decided to shove his fingers down the black haired man’s throat instead. 

Fyodor began to gag on the fingers in his mouth, but that only egged Nikolai on further as he felt his release approaching. Fyodor bit down on Nikolai’s ungloved fingers in desperation, getting what he wanted when Nikolai hissed and pulled them out. Both men could feel their release bubbling up, and Nikolai knew this. He hooked his hand under Fyodor’s hips and grabbed his cock, sliding his hand up and down to help him reach his release too. The clown had started to get louder a few minutes prior, but now he was full on whining, sounds that made Fyodor’s twitch dick in his hand. Both men were falling apart with each thrust Nikolai made, and then it came. Nikolai groaned and came inside of Fyodor with one final thrust. The Russian came a few seconds later, once again finished with a loud, slutty moan of Nikolai’s name. 

Nikolai’s mouth hung open, drool spilling out as his arms gave out and he practically slid off of Fyodor. His dominant persona disappeared long ago, and even he was shocked that Fyodor’s ass gave him such an amazing orgasm, practically the best one of his life. What he was unaware of was just how much Fyodor needed this, the exhausted man passing out mere seconds after shooting out his release.

“Dos? You alive?” He shook the man next to him, but not even an earthquake could rouse the snoring Fyodor. Nikolai instead pulled the sleeping man closer to him, stroking his hair as he whispered in his ear, “You know Fedya, I was going to tell everyone anyways, but since you made us both feel so good I think we can keep it our little secret”

[taking-a-cupcake]

ok but imagine being fucked by cop nikolai or cop fyodor OR BOTH 🔥🔥

[rlnnle]

I’m (not) sorry 🥺

LEWD FYOLAI ART !!!!

NSFW WARNING !!!!!

[kerosenecrushh]

Words: 1,218

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Fyodor Dostoyevsky/Nikolai Gogol (Bungou Stray Dogs) Characters: Fyodor Dostoyevsky (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nikolai Gogol (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Additional Tags: Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Masturbation, Established Relationship, Kinktober Series: Part 2 of Kinktober 2023

Summary:

Nikolai got off from being watched. Just watched, nothing more was needed. Feeling Fyodor’s eyes on him while he touched himself was almost as fulfilling as having sex with him. Most of the time, Fyodor appeared to have no physical reaction to watching him, but that didn’t matter. As long as he stood there, eyes never straying from the scene in front of him, Nikolai felt satisfied. 

[a-random-weeb]

Bro, imagine some poor high schooler has a research project, and they want to do dead authors. They look up a bunch, only to find a shit ton of anime characters from BSD

"Oh, I like the writer Dazai osamu... WHAT THE FUCK IS SOUKOUKU SMUT?!"

"Well, maybe I'll try Fyodor Dostoevsky... F-fyolai porn...? Fuck my life."

"Maybe I should try a poet instead...? Sure, Chuuya Nakahara... *Googles him* *throws laptop* why do I even try?!"

[chuuyasheaven]

"Bittersweet Torture"— Fyodor and Nikolai

"You didn't know how to feel actually, they were edging you but also making you feel absolute pleasure. Fyodor was the one making the commands and Nikolai was acting them out. Basically, you were stuck with two sadists which were enjoying your bittersweetly torture."

Tags: Fyodor Dostoevsky, Nikolai Gogol / fem! Reader, rough sex?, voyeurism?, bondage, depression was CONSUMING me, fingering, pet names, slight praise, edging, nipple play, teasing, Nikolai cumming on you, might contain grammar errors, lazy, RUSHED, short?, etc.

Notes: excuse my (not so sudden) disappearance, depression was WAY to overwhelming, I'll just try to catch up!

As your hands were tied above you, Nikolai was playing with your nipples, with Fyodor watching. You don't recall for how long this has been going on. It was crazy how good but yet unsatisfied you felt, they've taking parts of edging you in many ways watching you cry each time they deny your sweet release. With how sensitive you've gotten, even the nipple play could've made you cum. Your moans were quiet, they grew more desperate as Nikolai got rougher with your nipples. Even though you tried to be secret with another knot building up, it was quite obvious that you grew close. Just when you were almost there— "You can stop now, Nikolai. She's getting close again.", a smirk building up on their faces as you lost another orgasm in front of them.

"Hm, what should we do next?", Fyodor asked, Nikolai just giggled before suggesting his own idea. "How about I finger her? I want to feel her clench around them until her eyes roll back.", you already clenched around the thought of it. Even the way he said it with his darker voice. ". . P–please.", you muttered mindlessly, amusing Fyodor. "Hm, if that's what she wants, you may continue.", Nikolai nodded and already got to work on you. An whine escaped your throat when Nikolai let his finger enter inside you. He slowly trusted it in and out, barely doing anything actually, only to tease you. "Do you want me to add more, dove?", he asked you, you nodded almost immediately. "I think you should use your voice, my dear.", Fyodor spoke up, you obeyed and talked. "Yes, please, N–nikolai. .", you begged shyly. "Good girl,", Fyodor praised you as Nikolai complied to your wishes.

Nikolai's fingers hit all the right places, making you already dizzy with how good he was with this. All while Fyodor was watching the both of you with an smug look on his face. Once again, you got closer each time Nikolai's fingers made contact with your sweet spot, but Fyodor prevented your orgasm again. "She's close to cumming again.", Nikolai immediately stopped fingering you and another stressed whine left you. "What now, Fedya?", Nikolai turned his head to face Fyodor, who only shrugged. "If you have any ideas on what to do next, carry them out if you like.", Nikolai turned back to you with an evil smirk on his face. "Alright, I already got one!", he giggled while taking off his undergarments. You instantly started to drip seeing his erect cock, you needed it inside you so bad.

"Would you look at that, our sweet is already dripping wet!", he bent down to your face, almost whispering to your lips; "You wanna feel me this bad? This is quite hilarious to me.", Nikolai then started to jerk himself off, chuckling deeply. "Well, the only thing you're gonna feel is my cum!", he picked up the speed, his thumb doing it's work on his tip. While watching this lewd view in front of him, Fyodor could feel himself get harder. Your cunt clenched around nothing when you saw an drop of his precum leak out of his tip. "How. . adorable!", Nikolai cheered while feeling his own climax nearing. He moved closer to you as more precum leaked, his cock mere inches away from your pussy, a smile making it's way onto his face. Nikolai's breathing got heavier until you felt his cum leak onto your cunt.

"—Atleast Fedya can slip inside your cunt easily after this!"

I'm really disappointed how this turned out.

@soukokulatte , @miloofc , @crystalice09 , @medusalovessnakes , @kk-oma , @rxyyyyy !!

[raitonsfw]

𝓈𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: Trying to surprise Fyodor never went well; either he'd figure it out within the hour or Nikolai had to be the one to spoil it. And of course, the latter happened and there you were– trying to explain yourself with nipple piercings and a togue piercing... along with Nikolai and his godforsaken dick piercing.

warnings: 18+ mdni, smut, fem!reader, polycule!fyolai x reader, piercings (reader has nipple & tongue piercings | nikolai has a jacob's ladder dick piercing), allusions of threesomes, blowjobs, & cunnilingus, banter, pet names (dove for reader & fyolai call each other kolya and fedya), use of nikolai's ability (he uses it to unclasp your bralette), fyodor feels the reader up cuz he's so fascinated by the piercings.

a/n: i'm definitely writing a part 2 to this dw, ik i kinda edged you in this but stay tuned cuz i'll most likely make this into a full writing piece. (me secretly obsessed with fyolai x readers) wc: 600ish. v-day list | m.list

thirst count: 1

divider credit: @hitobaby & @firefly-graphics

“Kolya… What is that?” You heard the conversation next to you as Nikolai changed into his sleepwear and you wanted to fucking smack him.

The entire week you both had hid your piercings from Fyodor, tiptoeing past him– you with your mouth closed most of the time and an extra padded bra on but Nikolai? He didn’t bother to really hide his, seemingly forgetting he had it due to his pain threshold. It worked out well for the most part and unless Fyodor intended to suck him off– or intended to make you suck him off– he didn’t notice.

Fyodor wasn’t very suspicious– after all he had been fairly occupied, even during your few sexual escapades with Nikolai. You both had redirected him each time his hands grasped at your shirt and he wasn’t much of a kisser– no that was Nikolai’s guilty pleasure, who gladly slipped his tongue into your mouth to taste the metallic bar every chance he got. He had positioned himself behind you on the pillow, leaning down to kiss you each time Fyodor lapped into your cunt, his white braid falling against your shoulder. And your hand would come up to squeeze at the bulge of his striped trousers, eliciting a sharp groan from him each time you did it. 

You were honestly surprised the both of you got this far without Fyodor noticing. 

“You like it, Fedya?” Nikolai cooed, thrumming his finger over the piercing. “Got it just for you.”

“How do I respond to that– well, I don’t hate it?” Fyodor’s eyes had dimmed, you didn’t know whether it was in lust or in calculation as he stared at the piercing– a jacob’s ladder piercing to be exact. It could very well be both plaguing his mind, the gears turning silently as he indicated each ring of the piercing against the underside of Nikolai’s dick.

“Dove’s got some too, don’t you?” Nikolai flashed a smile towards you as he adjusted his sleep pants against himself, flopping down next to Fyodor with a satisfied groan. “C’mon, he already knows now– what good can it do not to show him?”

“It was supposed to be for Valentine’s Day…” You muttered out with a quiet sigh, but you already felt Fyodor’s eyes on you– in fact he even moved off the bed just to find out for himself. He carefully undid the buttons on your pajamas and threaded over the light bralette you wore to sleep underneath it, his breath hitching in the process. 

“Some piercings?” Fyodor quoted Nikolai with a tilted expression and you stuck out your tongue, a surprised look crossing his face. “Oh-!”

“We made sure you wouldn’t notice, but Nikolai ruined it…” You pouted, your tongue sliding back into your mouth.

“Oops.” Nikolai grinned mischievously, felting his cape against the edge of the bed. “I forgot I even had the piercing.” 

“No, you didn’t.” You said pointedly as Fyodor slipped his hands into the crescented lace, running his thumb over the nub of your nipple piercing. You inhaled sharply, your hands coming up to hold his– suddenly it came loose with a slight tug and you looked behind you to see Nikolai’s hand delving out of his golden portal. 

“Lai–” You started, but Fyodor had already started to glide the bralette off with a smirk playing on his lips. You couldn’t really think straight as his fingers tweaked against the dull pleasure of your nipple– of the piercing that heightened almost every nerve there. A light moan fell from your lips, looking past Fyodor to Nikolai’s coy expression. 

“What? Fedya probably wants to see, right?” Nikolai chuckled, pushing you towards him and you both winded up next to him on the bed soon after your bralette was shed. “I do too– now strip for us, dove.”

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⚠️WARNING⚠️ SPICY ART

🌶️ spicy art warning! 🌶️ view with caution 😉

I felt like drawing something kinda spicy and hot. I feel real embarrassed posting this ngl 😆Tumblr please don’t get mad at me for this 🤭 view with your own risk! There is mature content here!

Some ship stuff because why not

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AHH GOTCHU HORNY ASS AHH 🫵😂

You wanted to see men kissing, didn’t you

April Fools!

[wizardfrog69]

Nsfw hcs with a gn reader having a 3some with fedya kolya and sigma I need those crumbs its like 2am, maybe I should sleep

I have never written a threesome let alone a foursome before. Let's hope I don't fuck it up too bad. Thanks for the request and I hope you got some sleep :)

'•.¸♡ foursome hc ♡¸.•'

Fyodor x Nikolai x Sigma x gn!reader

Nsfw

Please if you don't feel comfortable with nsfw/nsft content do not read this

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Fyodor and Nikolai both want to be dominant so there would have to be some compromise (mostly from Nikolai's part, Fyodor is not giving up his dominance).

Sigma would just be there like really shy and also not knowing what to do... like at all. He'll have to ask Nikolai before hand what the hell he should do.

Like half of you are away at work (Fyodor and Sigma although Nikolai also has times where it takes him longer to clean something up). So you all didn't have sex together well into the relationship.

When you all had a free night Nikolai came up with the so called "brilliant" plan of sleeping together, what could be the harm in that? After all some of you did sleep together, just more separately or have seen each other naked at the least.

The first time you did it, the beginning was a bit awkward but as you eased into it it got less awkward and an experience enjoyed by all.

Nikolai and Fyodor were dominant while you and Sigma weren't, and were mostly the bottoms.

Both Nikolai and Fyodor have a tying up kink, so if everyone is comfortable with it then someone will definitely have some rope/handcuff marks on them, I don't know if ribbons and other things leave a mark/imprint.

༺♡༻ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ⋆ 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ༺♡༻

I'm sorry, I'm bad writing nsfw :').

I didn't watch a movie so... idk.

Have a wonderful day/night, stay safe.

-Az

[creantzy]

Draws ace coded nsfw art

[catmelonwriting]

Y'all are dirty dirty w all these incest requests 😣 (I love em keep sending more)

[inside-the-coconut]

Oh boy… it’s you.

[kerosenecrushh]

Words: 2,283

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Fyodor Dostoyevsky/Nikolai Gogol (Bungou Stray Dogs) Characters: Fyodor Dostoyevsky (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nikolai Gogol (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Additional Tags: Blood Kink, Consensual But Not Safe Or Sane, Knifeplay, Blood As Lube, Torture, Murder, Sadism, No Aftercare, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Top Fyodor Dostoyevsky (Bungou Stray Dogs), Bottom Nikolai Gogol (Bungou Stray Dogs), Stitches, Mentioned Decay of Angels (Bungou Stray Dogs), Unhealthy Relationships, First Aid, Fyodor Dostoyevsky Being an Asshole (Bungou Stray Dogs), One-Sided Fyodor Dostoyevsky/Nikolai Gogol (Bungou Stray Dogs), Kinktober 2023 Series: Part 26 of Kinktober 2023

Summary:

Fyodor, absentmindedly surveying security camera footage as he often did, casually asked, “You’d really bleed for me?”

“Yes,” Nikolai answered immediately. “As long as it’s non-lethal, I’d do anything for you.”

What a dangerous thing to say.

(Or: Fyodor has a blood kink and Nikolai is willing to try it out if it'll make him happy.)

[iloveoda]

MY SILLY CUTIES 😭

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[tvisnoton]

I LVOR FYODOR!!!

Pov I’m Nikolai n ur Fyodor </3