#his tail curling around your body to hold you still as he whimpers

[makethiscanon]

Ugh I have so much Vampire Ojiro brainrot right now. You can blame Miguel O'Hara.

I wanna inundate you with personality-flipped possessive mate Tailman but lord it would not keep my blog sfw.

😫😫😫

[dmitriene]

simon riley and cat hybrid darling during tender sex, you're still pregnant, baby bump round and noticeable, always reminding of the fact that you carry little kids inside of you, and he needs to be really careful with you, especially when you so fuzzy and soft at the edges, his precious girl.

his burly hips rolling forward, thick cock sliding inside your soppy pussy inch by inch, feeling the scorching tightness of your little cunt, so messy with glossy folds that envelop his fat girth, strings of your cloying slick making him stuff you full in a short time.

you gaze at him with glossy eyes, lips opened slightly with little mewls slipping out, your pretty kitten ears pressed fluttering and your fluffy tail brushing against the sheets beside you, when simon tickles it, making your tail bump against the mattress and wrap around his hand, pulling a small smile to his thin lips.

he fucks you with shallow thrusts, but they reach so deep, bulbous tip spilling precum and pressing against your sweet spot, making you claw at the sheets and rumble with pleased purrs, there's no belly bulge, containing that you have a big tummy now, but you both know he's deep, especially when simon rubs at your pubic bone.

calloused hands all over the soft curves of your body, plump tits that look heavy, making you hum and moan with syrupy little sounds as simon toys with your pebble nipples, rubbing little circles and pinching them lightly, enough for your gooey cunt to start pulsing, little nub throbbing for some attention, as he places his thumb at your clit and rubs.

you're the most angelic thing for him, holding onto your bump and lolling your head aside, just laying there with small, incoherent whimpers escaping your lax mouth, simon's palms pawing at your round hips when he thrusts a little deeper, a bit rough, but you erupt in sparks of sizzling pleasure, toes curling adorably as you cum around his cock so suddenly.

whining for him, reaching with your hands towards his body, and he leans to smother your warm face with sloppy kisses, as he slowly humps your creamy pussy, chasing his own orgasm while you rub your face against his, loud purrs and happy mewls ringing right against his ear.

main masterlist. quidelines.

[dragonsholygrail]

HI HI HI I LOVED UR PUPPY BF BLURBO BTW- HI ! um food for thought... cat bf? maybe? like the total opposite of puppy but still absolutely needy lmao HI!

When you walk into your home the silence that greets you automatically unsettles you to the bone. While usually your Cat bf is all over you as soon as you walk in the door after you come home, now he’s nowhere to be seen. You close the door behind you, looking around the empty hall.

“Bubba, where are you?” You ask sweetly, even using his favorite nickname as you wonder if he’s upset with you for some reason.

Entering the living room you look around for him, thinking he has to be here. All his favorite napping spots, besides your soft squishy body, are in the living room. Just as you’re about to look behind the couch, a heavy weight pounces on you from behind and you both tumble to the ground.

A mix of soft purring and rough growling echo in your ear and vibrate into your back with your bf’s chest so tightly against you. Your bf grinds his cock into your clothed core, showing you how needy he had grown without you there. You can’t help but moan, arching into the girth of his length.

“You’re late,” your bf grumbles, his tail flicking in agitation before it curls tightly around your leg.

Your breath hitches as you realize why he wasn’t at the door. He is very much upset with you and by his hardness you know exactly why. So as soon as he starts clawing at your clothes and practically shredding them, you immediately help him get them off till you’re bare for him.

He stares at you, his pupils dilating wide at the sight of your glistening pussy already so wet for him. He can’t keep his hands off of you a second longer and he races to grab handfuls of your flesh, kneading them and watching your curves shift deliciously.

You yelp as he uses his hold to finally yank you back against his body. A shaky moan leaves you as his dick slides between your wet folds, catching every drop of your essence he can. You can hear him sigh and his body relaxes almost completely now that he’s about to be inside you.

He leans his chest over till his form is surrounding your large frame. The weight of him is comforting and a smile tugs at your lips at he nuzzles into your hair, taking deep whiffs of your scent.

“Waited so so long for you, it was torture. Weren’t back when you said. So unfair,” your bf whines and you can feel the pout of his lips on your head.

You gasp sharply as his tip rubs into your clit with every rock of his hips and you know it’s on purpose. Your bf wanting to torture you just like you had him.

“L-let me make it up to you,” you breathe out, arching your hips. Prepared for him to finally take you.

Before you can process the movement, your bf is flipping you onto your back, clearly needing to see your face. Trying to gain your senses your bf easily throws your legs over his shoulders and plunges into your wet heat. You mewl, back arching to take him inside you even faster.

“Just wanna fuck you, baby. Can I please fuck you? Wanna feel you clench around my cock and milk me dry,” your bf whines, his cock already fucking up into you with shallow thrusts. You don’t even think he realizes.

“Go ahead, it’s ok, it’s ok.”

With another whine he picks up his pace, his claws digging into your wide hips so he can pound away at your pussy like he’s been waiting to for the entire day. He ducks his head into your neck as if trying to get as close to you as possible. His whimpers quiet in your ear.

You moan, your hands clawing down his back in a way that has him hissing and pumping into your tight cunt with fierce determination. You meet his every thrust, wanting to reach so deep inside you that you feel him in your throat. Your bf’s whimpers grow louder and you try and squeeze his cock in reassurance.

“It always hurts being so far away from you. Just wanna stay with you, stay inside you, please,” he whines, rutting into you so hard the sound of your bodies meeting fills the room.

Your heart aches for your bf, even as your pleasure climbs higher from your mixed desperation to be together. You moan with every snap of his hips, barely even able to talk but you have to try.

“T-then come inside me. Fill me up to the brim so a part of you can stay inside me. C’mon, bubba. Need your cum. Let go,” you beg breathlessly.

Your bf growls and shifts to push your knees to your chest. Ripping a gasp from your throat as he stretches you even further. Your orgasm sweeps over you a few thrusts later and you scream, clenching onto your bf in every way. Forcing him to follow you into ecstasy. His cum gushing into your eager pussy and making you feel even more full.

Neither of you can get enough, your bodies still furiously meeting even as overstimulation begins to set in. When he whines again you relent and you both slow down until he sags on top of you. You stay like this for who knows how long and you know your bf doesn’t want to leave and risk his cum gushing out of you by the way he clings to you.

“How about you get the plug, love? Can make sure it all stays in. Then we can have some more cuddles.”

Your bf jerks up to meet your eye, a bright smile on his face. His attitude completely turned around from when you first walked into the door now that he’s had you. It won’t be for the last time tonight but he can’t resist cuddles for the life of him.

He carefully pulls out before rushing down the hall to your shared room. You watch him with an adoring smile, having hated being home late almost as much as he had.

[meowpupp]

Hi , im here with a thought, i can just imagine puppy reader crying to price about what kyle did and how she was just curious and she didnt really wanna disobey and to please not get rid of her and stuff like that , so kyles punishment is eating the reader out just exactly as price wants , price i feel like is more aggressive and less forgiving towards kyle compared to reader , i feel like price has that "nothing is your fault ♡" attitude for his sweet pup

pt1

owner!price x chubby!puppgirl x pup!kyle

tw//: p in v, oral (fem reciving), hybrid receiving, collars, rough sex, slight mention of overstim, fem reader, collars, probably my most filthy smut yet

prices heart breaks as you cry into his chest, clinging onto him tightly. in all his time with you, hes never seen you so distraught. your body is almost shaking, tail low and ears pulled back as you sob and babble. he just holds you tight, rubbing a big hand firmly up and down your back. “Shhh, s’okay pup. Talk t’me when youre ready, okay?” 

It takes almost ten minutes, tears still spilling down your face as you pull back to look up to him. “please, m sorry captain. i didnt mean t’break the rules,” your words are interrupted by uncontrollable hiccups and stutters, hands gripping his shirt tightly, “please sir, please don get rid of me. i promise ill be good!! wont ever break the rules again, please!!!” you break down into a fit of sobs again, whimpering into his chest as he holds you tight.

He easily lifts you up, your body melting into his as he sits you ontop him. you now straddle his lap, burying your face into his neck. its almost sweet, how youre so desperate for his comfort despite your expectation of rejection. price just holds you tight, hands firm and secure on your body, breath steady and soothing. once you calm, he slowly pulls the story out of you. every little detail. 

he tries to hide the way his face darkens as you speak, his eyes narrowing as you explain what kyle had done. once youre done, he sighs, hands still rubbing circles on your back. he glances over your shoulder, eyes lingering on the garage door. 

“stay here, okay? Be a good girl f’me and strip. kyles gonna say sorry for bein so mean.” with a kiss on your forehead, he lays you down on the couch, leaving you to follow his instructions. 

within ten minutes he returns, not even glancing at you as he enters. his eyes are trained on kyle, watching him closely. a leash is clipped to his sprenger collar. a new addition. 

he forces the other pup to kneel at your feet, hands forceful and grip rough. kyle is huge, broad-shouldered and muscular, looming over you between your spread legs, his eyes trained on your pretty cunt. you can almost see him drool, licking his teeth as he looks over your exposed body as if wanting nothing more than to grip onto plush waist and bury himself 9 inches deep. 

youre snapped back into reality as price tugs harshly on kyles leash, making the collar dig into his neck. “Speak, mutt.” the tone of his voice almost makes you curl into yourself. he sounds vicious, angrier than youve ever seen him. 

kyle eyes meet yours for the first time, “im… sorry.” he mumbles half-assed. you can tell hes itching for your soft body. its almost torture having you spread out for him, yet denied the permission to touch. 

price almost growls as he tugs the leash harder, causing kyles eyes to widen for a moment. “fuck, im sorry, i swear.”

price lets out a huff, pushing kyles head down, making him come face to face with your pretty cunt. “Show her, mutt. Apologise properly.”

its almost instant the way kyle buries his head in you. his hands wrap around your thighs, pulling you flush to his face. his nose bumping your clit as drinks in your slick. its perverted, the wet noises that fill the room, the way he groans as ruts into the couch as he devours you. 

price doesnt allow him an inch of space, denying him reprieve from your drooling cunt. his voice cuts through the mix of moans, directing kyle exactly what to do. telling him how fast, how slow, whether to suck your clit or thrust his tongue. hes almost cruel, tugging kyles collar harshly each time he doesnt listen, leaving angry red marks around his neck. 

but to you? well, how could he ever be mean to his sweet girl? a calloused hand cups your cheek, his low, growly voice talking you through your nth orgasm. he kisses your forehead, letting you hold his free hand tightly as your legs shake and your hips buck, your voice filling the room as you cry out. 

its only once kyles face is completely covered in your slick that he lets the pup pull away. hes panting, cock straining against his pants as he aches for release. kyles eyes meet prices, desperate and needy. “Captain, please, fuck,” his hands twitch as they hold your thighs, resisting the urge to pull your twitching cunt closer, “let me fuck her, ill make her feel so fucking good, have her screaming for you-” 

hes cut off, eyes wide as price harshly grips his jaw. “When are you gonna learn?” price reaches down, palming kyles growing tent, making the pup whine, “shes not yours to fuck.” he lets go, pushing kyle to the ground, denied and throbbing. 

price makes him watch as he gently picks you up, pulling you once again into his lap. your back presses to his chest, legs hooked around his knees, forced to spread. Price is quick to unbutton his pants, sinking you down on his fat dick. you can feel his hot breath tickle your neck as he laughs, finding amusement in the way your back bows as he forces himself deep inside you. 

his hands trail up the curve of your waist, coming up to cup your tits. he squeezes the fat, grinning as it bulges between the gaps of his fingers. you can both hear kyles whines, eyes trained on you as price starts to toy with your nipples for a moment. “moan for me pretty girl, let him hear how good i stretch out your tight fuckin cunt, how your pretty body belongs t’me.” his beard tickles you as his lips brush your neck, “bounce f’me pup, show kyle what hes missing out on.”

the roll of your hips is hypnotising, kyles eyes wide as he drinks in the sight. your tits slightly jiggle each time you come down, your thighs spread wide as price shows off your swollen cunt. “see that kyle? how she takes me?” price reaches out, gripping kyles arm and pulling. he lands with his cheek pressed against the soft pudge of your tummy, able to feel as price fills you with each thrust, “feel that?” price fucks up harder into you, making your body jolt as you squeak, “thats only for good fuckin pups.” 

he pushes kyle away again, leaving him to fall onto the floor, cock throbbing and aching as he watches your pretty cunt get ruined by your rightful owner <3

[thegnomelord]

the 141 would stand no chance with werewolf!reader and werewolf!soap. both of you scenting them and each other.

they come back from a mission you and soap weren’t on to find you both stinking of each other and lying in a heap.

god forbid you’re mated to each other, the displays you do borderline inappropriate as you shamelessly rub against each other, covering each other in marks

Oh yeah, you two have gotten SOOO much chastising from Price about your and his inappropriate touching of each other :D. And god help the rest of the team when the full moon draws near, you two just become cuddle bugs with each other and the team lol

CW:NSFW SubBot Soap, DomTop MReader

Before you came into the picture, it would take the entire team to wear Johnny out on a full moon, from wrestling to fucking to playing fetch, doing anything they could to keep Soap from gnawing on the walls of the base like some puppy just growing his permanent teeth.

Now it's simultaneously better and worse with you. You and Soap get on like a house on fire, touching and scenting each other on a regular day, but increasing it exponentially as the full moon draws near. It's the time of the month when the pack is supposed to come together so the rest of the lads find themselves with twice as many wagging tails and needy whines as you and Soap work to scent them all; Gaz laughing as he's trapped between you and Soap, your fur tickling his skin. Ghost grumbling under his breath as he scratches your neck while Soap nuzzles his entire body against him, Price purring deep and calming in his sleep while you two are curled around him.

They leave you alone when you chase Soap into the woods, your wolves fully taking over as you run and howl and snarl into the night. Growing tired of running you pin him down, your teeth clamping onto the scruff of his neck as you two tumble to the ground.

Soap snarls and thrashes like an eel, attempting to throw you off but you hold firm, claws scraping against his sides until the scent of blood enters your senses, your cock already slipping from it's sheath to rub against the swell of his ass.

You feel him shiver, a low pitched whine leaving his jaws as his body goes limp, large claws tearing into the dirt as he spreads his legs, tail curling up and slick already pearling the rim of his hole, wet and willing for you.

Your feral mind doesn't even think about prepping him, your hips humping against his ass until the tip of your cock catches on his hole and you're shoving your cock inside him in one rough move, a desperate yelp pushing out of Soap's lungs, his hole clenching down on you.

But he's not in pain, fully shifted he's more than able to take you, only needing a few seconds to get adjusted before he's pushing his hips back, a demanding snarl bubbling in his throat. You snarl in response, setting a brutal pace that has him growling and whining, his cock hard and leaking between his furry thighs.

You don't last long, your hips snapping against his ass, balls slapping his own, your teeth still holding him by the scruff as you cum inside him. But you don't stop.

Soap whines and whimpers when your hips continue to move, his hole wet with cum and slick as your hard cock, not even having softened, continues to saw into him. You go the entire night like that, cumming inside him again and again until the morning sun rises and the rest of the boys find you two back in your human forms, your body curled around his and your knot firmly lodged in his ass, the ground itself wet with your cum.

[spitgobbler]

Bunny Hop ! [soft ver.]

oh no… Leon is stressed? good thing he has a sweet little bunny to make it better <3

pairing: bunny!fem reader x leon kennedy

tags: bunny hybrid, usage of owner, riding, p in v, praise, creampie, fingering, dirty talk

It’s late in the evening when you hear the familiar sound of keys jingling then jamming into the keyhole, the door opening, revealing your beloved owner. He still looked handsome as ever, but his features looked extra tired and stern today.

You laid curled up in your open crate, Leon never forced you inside of it since you were always so well behaved for him, never making messes unless you got your heat while he was gone. It just happened to be your favorite spot to nap that wasn’t his bed.

“C’mere, bunny. Hop up here.” Leon grunted, his boots kicked off by the door and as he now sat on the couch. He patted his lap, and you climbed out the crate, padding over to him.

Laying your head in his lap and the rest of your body on the couch, you looked up at him patiently, waiting for his warm masculine hands to play with your hair and pet your floppy bunny ears like usual. “Welcome home, owner. Missed you.” A smile graced your features and your eyes fluttered shut, happy to finally be with him.

It never came though, instead, his hand patted your rear softly. “Missed you too baby, sit on my lap properly this time. Be my good bunny.” Leon’s words were a little shorter today, his tone carried a slight edge and you noticed this. His demeanor towards you was still calm and gentle but there was a air of tenseness surrounding him.

Shifting from your spot, you positioned yourself to straddle him instead like the good bunny you were. Arms wrapped around his neck and face nuzzled into him, you soaked in the warmth of his strong form. “M’glad you’re home now.” You murmured and placed a soft kiss to his neck, hoping he’d relax from your words and gesture.

It helps a little.

Leon’s hands touched the small of your back, showing his own gesture of appreciation before they traveled up to the floppy ears that rested down your head. Heart fluttering at the affection you’ve been craving all day, head pressing greedily into his touch, searching for more.

“Glad to be home too, sweetheart.” His calloused fingers moved to rub the tips of your bunny ears between his thumb and index, making you sigh happily. “So soft and pretty.”

Leon praised you often but it never failed to bring warmth to your cheeks. A soft giggle escaped before planting another delicate kiss to his jaw. His other hand moved to caress your hips gently, thumb rubbing circles into the flesh. Each circle sent soft waves of arousal down your spine before you felt his touch travel to your rear. Strong hands massaging your ass before gently playing with your cotton tail that peeked through your shorts. The hole for it cut out thanks to Leon.

A soft mewl slipped through your lips as he massaged the base of it with care and affection, panties dampening at all the attention. “Had a real stressful day, bun.” He says tiredly, fingers still touching your tail like it was a stress relief item. “Thought about you all day… needed you all day.” He voices in a deep murmur.

“Still need you.” Leon’s hand slips into your shirt, his fingertips teasing up your sensitive spine, feeling the shiver that rolled down it. The hand that caressed your ears worked downwards, lifting your shirt of you. The sight of your pretty skin causing him to groan, the view was the best thing he’s seen all day.

“Such a gorgeous bunny,” Leon sighed heavily as he began to hold your hips, guiding them against his hard dick that was straining against his trousers.

“All yours, owner.” You whimpered softly, following his movements.

The soft flimsy material of your shorts allowed you to feel that delicious friction as you slowly rocked against him with his guidance. Your slippery cunt slotted against his dick print through the layers of clothing both of you wore. A flicker of arousal growing into a flame in your tummy as Leon removes a hand from your hips to unclasp your bra.

“Can you be a good bunny and help your owner?” Leon asks, voice thick with desire as he trails his touch to your tummy and up to the curve of your breasts.

Whining softly, you nod and look at him with hazy eyes and warm cheeks. “Uh huh,”

“Good girl.” Leon presses his lips against yours in a deep kiss that makes you dizzy. You could feel his fingers rub and pinch your pebbled nipples gently, a needy moan bubbling from the pleasure.

His hands move and you whine, wanting more of whatever he’d give. Leon unbuckles his belt and the noise made you kiss him harder, teeth gnashing. Guiding you to lift your hips, he unzipped and then pulled his trousers down along with his boxer briefs.

The smell of his virility invades your bunny senses when his hard cock is exposed, nose and tail twitching eagerly. It felt like your brain was shut off and the only thing it could process was Leon. Your owner.

“O-Owner, can I…?” You look at Leon, eyes glazed over with arousal. “Please?”

He nods, and with permission from your generous owner, your fingers rub against his leaking tip causing him to sigh, teeth tugging on his bottom lip as he bites it. Pretty blue eyes glazing over when he watches you taste the pre and his dick throbs.

Leon can’t take it anymore, pushing your shorts and panties to the side and rubbing your weeping folds teasingly. “Look at your wet bunny pussy. Were you thinking of me too?”

“Mhm!” You gasp and moan softly, heat flooding your body. “Yes, I was.”

Leon smiles, relishing in the way you warmed up and got tunnel vision whenever he’d touch you. He felt his day get so much better when he finally pressed two fingers into you and felt the grip of your cunt around his digits. Nothing could compare to you, not in his world.

Thick calloused fingers thrusted deep inside and his thumb rubbing messy slow circles on your clit. Your breath was stolen, soft gasps and whines and moans pouring out from your plush lips as you rock into his fingers. Feeling bursts of pleasure with each movement of his.

His hands, the ones that worked hard to provide your comfort also provided you your pleasure. Leon’s rough fingertips curling and angling to rub that sweet spot deep in your pretty pussy occasionally, drinking in the way you rode them.

“Hah, hnnn…” A moan slips out as he presses his fingers in and out several times, stretching your sobbing cunt out before pulling them out. His fingers soaked as he sucked your essence off his digits with a pleased hum.

“Owner, please, need it bad.” You plead, hips twitching as you clench on nothing.

He grasps his dick and teasingly runs his leaky cock tip against your messy folds, smearing his pre all over. “Trust me, sweetheart. You’re gonna get it.”

Leon gently guides you with affectionate hands, helping you sink down on his fat cock, a deep, guttural groan from him accompanying your breathy moan. Your eyes flutter as you take every inch of him, feeling him easing deep into your greedy bunny pussy.

“Mm, fucking squeezing me. My sweet girl.” He praises, petting your floppy ears as you adjust to the fullness of him inside.

The feeling is warm, it’s making you feel loved and fuzzy all over as he then holds your hips, moving you against him in a slow grind. The soft round cotton tail above your rear twitching from all the sensations.

After a few deliciously slow rolls of your hips, you begin to bounce, Leon’s thick mushroom tip pressing deep inside with each movement.

“That’s it. You’re making your owner so proud, making me feel so good.” His head leans back against the couch cushions, sandy blonde hair falling back slightly as well.

Shocks of tingling pleasure burst through your body and concentrate in your tummy, the praise, the feeling of him and being his make you feel eurphoric. Your breathing is hitched, hot and heavy as you bounce over and over on him. The vein on the underside of his cock rubbing so well against your warm wet cunt making Leon groan and shudder, brows furrowed and mouth opened.

All of your bunny-like senses get sent in overdrive seeing his head rested back in pleasure as you make his stress melt away, hips moving faster, you hold onto his shoulders for support, his strong muscles making your brain tell you he’s perfect to be your mate.

“Breed?” Your voice lewd as your body becomes sticky from sweat, eyes looking at him prettily with desperate desire.

Leon’s tilts his head up, his cock kicking as he watches your breasts and bunny ears move in tandem with the movements of your tight bunny pussy strangling his cock.

“Mhm, gonna breed you.” His own strong hips thrust up as his hold on your hips turn bruising, making you squeal in delight and dig your nails into his shoulders. “Needed to be buried in this pretty little cunt, hah… yes.”

The corner of his mouth tilts up pleased, still thrusting up into your pussy, his dick slamming into your cervix with each mind numbing thrust.

“Good bunny, keep taking it.”

All you can do is nod frantically, incoherent jumbles of words spilling out as you go dumb on his cock, the coil in both of your abdomens becoming searing hot.

“G’nna cum, oh god! P-Please owner?” You whimper, hips bucking.

Leon huffs breathlessly as one of his hands moves, his calloused thumb rubbing messy circles on your clit. “Me too, go ahead darling.”

A sharp gasp escapes as you feel that familiar feeling crash over you, eyes rolling into the back of your head as you gush all over Leon’s cock with a shaky erotic moan.

“Shit.” Leon hisses, cock throbbing as he spurted ropes of creamy cum deep into your cunt, stuffing and breeding you. A deep stuttered groan escaping after feeling your walls flutter and clench tightly around him.

“Fuck, that’s it.” He growls.

Strong arms wrap around your heated body when you slump and gasp against him, feeling the aftershocks. Leon pressed a soft kiss to your shoulder as you both come down from your highs.

“Pretty girl…” He crooned breathlessly, “So good f’a me.”

Your head resting against his chest, hearing his heart pound against his rib cage, you couldn’t help but ask, “…Owner? Can we go again?”

[exhaslo]

Need moreee hybrid bunny！reader x CEOMiguel hehehehehhehehe🐇love your story too muchhhhh❤️❤️

Haha, thank you, thank you!! Part 2s are always fun to write! I'll continue this were the original left off then, hehe

Also, sorry this was so late. I finally started my January requests!

Part 1

Warning: MINORS DNI, Smut, p in v, breeding kink, rough sex, creampie, public sex

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There was always that feeling of uncertainty. Under normal circumstances you would be overwhelmed with joy with becoming Miguel's wife, but you weren't normal. You weren't even fully human anymore. So, sometimes...you felt those cruel whispers get inside your head.

Miguel always showered you with love, reminding you of his feelings. You felt the same, but there was still that little voice in the back of your head. Telling you that none of this would have ever happened if you didn't go into heat in front of him.

It's been months since that day, but you still recall it as if it were yesterday. Miguel took you on some dates before proposing to you, had you move in to his luxurious penthouse, and he had all of the wedding details planned out.

You were his personal assistant at Alchemax, helping him with trying to cure the hybrids and saving them. Miguel was a walking green flag, but you still felt like you weren't good enough for him. The stares that you got from the other women.

Other people.

They all saw you as just another gold digger, one who could use their body to their advantage. It hurt, especially since you loved Miguel so much and visa versa.

"(Y/N), are you ready?" Miguel hummed in your ear as his hands snaked around your waist, "We don't want to be late, amor (love)." He planted soft kisses against your neck.

"Miguel, are you sure you want me to go? Won't your business partners find it...find you strange to have me as a wife?"

"Amor, if they have something to say about my beautiful wife, then they shouldn't be in business with me." Miguel said with a soft grunt, pulling you in for a kiss, "Shall I remind you of how perfect you are?"

"Mhm, but we're going to be late." You whimpered, holding onto his jacket. Miguel pressed you against the wall,

"So? I'm spending time with my wife," Miguel hummed as his hands started to raise your dress, "Besides, everyone loves news about an heir,"

You felt a shiver run up your spine towards Miguel's words. Unsure of what came over you, you nearly pounced on Miguel. Your kisses were deep as you moved to his hands against your core. The thought of him fucking a baby into you sent you into a frenzy.

"Easy, baby, I'll make sure to take my time." Miguel said with a soft chuckle as he removed your panties, "Gotta pound that baby in nice and slow,"

"Miggy," You moaned softly, grinding against his hand, "Gimme a baby, please? Please?"

"(Y/N), are you in heat?" Miguel questioned, his tone full of concerned as he started to pump his fingers inside your pussy.

"Ah~ N-no, but I want...mhm~ your baby in me!~" You cried out. Miguel smiled as he kissed you deeply,

"Then I shouldn't keep my wife waiting."

You mewled into the kiss, wrapping your arms around Miguel's neck. Your velvet walls clenched and tighten around Miguel's fingers as he curled against your sweet spot. With a slight tug against his hair, you cam against his hand.

Miguel praised you before sliding his cock inside. Your legs wrapped against his waist as Miguel held you up. His lower hand just brushing against your fuzzy hair, sending shocks of pleasure throughout your body.

You moaned and rested your head against the wall as Miguel gave you slow and deep thrusts. His cock making itself at home inside of you as he hit all the right spots. You whimpered and gasped as Miguel kept playing with your tail, making you more sensitive than you already were.

"Gonna be so full for the gala, amor. How naught of my wife," Miguel chuckled as he started to fasten his pace, "But my precious little bunny wants a baby, how can I refuse?"

"MhM~ B-Baby! Inside!" You cried out, feeling your high approaching again. Miguel chuckled as he kissed your neck,

"Yes, baby, I'll give you one," Miguel inhaled your perfume as he grunted and moaned into your neck, "I'll tend to all your needs, (Y/N)"

"Miguel!"

You cried out as you cam hard against Miguel's dick. With another grunt, Miguel bottomed out and coated your walls white. He arms wrapped around you as the two of you took a moment to catch your breathe.

"Alright, let's get going," Miguel hummed.

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Your cheeks were flustered as you stood by Miguel's side during the gala. He was proudly introducing you as his wife to everyone who approached him. While it did make your heart flutter, you could see the disgusted looks they gave you.

You were a hybrid, so they just assumed shit. Feeling Miguel's hand brush against you tail, you shivered in delight. Your pussy clenched for a moment, still feeling his cum from earlier inside you. The thoughts of a baby reoccurring.

"Miguel, I could use some fresh air," You whispered. Miguel smiled towards you, his hand never leaving your back,

"Of course."

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Miguel had you bent over on the outside private patio, slapping himself ruthlessly into your wet cunt. Your moans were loud and sloppy as you tried to quiet down. Anyone could walk out at any moment and see Miguel fucking you like a mad man.

You gripped onto the railing, gasping and moaning as Miguel started to pinch your clit. You tighten against his shaft, cumming once more against him. Miguel could only chuckle at the white ring forming on his dick.

"(Y/N), your pussy is so tight. Perfect for my dick. Perfect to mold our baby." Miguel groaned, filling you up with another load of his cum, "It's going to be a busy night, hm?"

"Y-Yesh," You whimpered, your body shaking, "W-We'll keep trying for a b-baby~"

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"I'd like to present this award to-"

You weren't paying attention to the speaker since Miguel's fingers were pumping into you, pushing his cum back inside your cunt. You trembled, trying to listen, but felt more worried about someone spotting the two of you.

This whole night was just both you and Miguel finding ways to fuck each other without anyone noticing. This was far better than you being in heat. This was you trying to get a baby. This was Miguel trying to fill you to the brim to have his child.

"Alchemax! Miguel O'Hara, please accept this award." The speaker cheered as the crowd clapped.

Miguel let out a soft grunt as he removed his fingers and wiped them against his napkin. He leaned down to peck your lips, smirking towards your flustered expression. You pouted towards the warmth leaving, but smiled as Miguel received an award.

"I'd like to thank my lovely wife. I couldn't have gotten this far without her," Miguel made eye contact with you, "Hopefully, we'll be able to share some good news soon."

Feeling your heart race at his words, you smiled while everyone glared at you. Miguel sure knew how to dot on you. As he returned with his award, Miguel claimed that you needed some food and took you to one of the closets.

"(Y/N), aren't you proud of me?" Miguel chuckled as his cock bullied your cunt.

"Yes~ Yes!" You cried, cumming once more, "L-Lemme reward you with a baby!"

"I think its the other way around, amor." Miguel chuckled before swallowing your moans with a kiss, "Shh, don't want anyone to hear my precious wife's sexy moans."

"Mhm~!" You held onto Miguel as he kept pounding your abused cunt.

Your eyes rolled back slightly as Miguel grunted and filled you once more. His hips still attached to yours as he played with your tail. His breathing heavy against your neck as he slowly started to thrust back inside you,

"We have a long night ahead of us, (Y/N). I won't stop until I put a baby in you." He whispered in your ear. You whimpered in response, fluttering against his cock,

"N-Neither will I."

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Hope you enjoyed!!

[starneteyam]

ENOUGH ★

🖇️ char. Neteyam x Omaticaya! Fem! Reader

🖇️ warn. Enemies to lovers, spicy

🎥 In which you are always teasing Neteyam, making him blush in embarrassment, and he has enough and kisses you to shut you up

A/N Mad Neteyam is hot asf

You and Lo’ak were the two people who loved teasing Neteyam most. Whenever you and Neteyam were sparring and he somehow ended up on top of you, you would smirk and say something inappropriate, like, “You must love seeing me this way”, and Lo’ak would only make it worse by wooing. Of course, Neteyam loved Lo’ak to death, but you? Sometimes, he wants to strangle you.

You were friends with Lo’ak, and not him. You were always there, unable to ignore like a pebble in a shoe. You taunted him, teased him, and annoyed him on purpose. You and Lo’ak thought it was hilarious; obviously, Neteyam didn’t. You didn’t necessarily dislike Neteyam, he was just so cute that it made you want to tease him. His reactions would always fulfill your expectations.

The way his ears would flick back, or the way his tail would curl between his thighs; or maybe it was the way his breath hitched whenever you brought your face too close to his, or the way his leader-like act disappear and he would have nothing smart to say back whenever you said anything daring.

It was just a joke, and that was all you thought of it as—but Neteyam didn’t. Every time you would pull him close or brush your arm against his, his heart tugged closer to yours. You were annoying, he definitely thought that — but he loved what you did to him, although he would never admit it. He never had the confidence to say anything back, but today, he found that strength.

You were a healer, and worked with Neteyam’s grandmother most of the time. Some of the Omiticayans had gone out to blow up some of the cargo train tracks and loot the sky people’s items, and when they came back, because of Lo’ak, Neteyam had gotten injured. Your heart tugged, seeing him in pain, and watched as he walked closer to your tent. His eyes met yours, and he had a frown on his lips while you had a smirk on yours. “Where is my grandmother?” He asked, his voice deep and stern, obviously not in the mood for any of your games after getting scolded by his father.

“It’s your lucky day! It’s just us.” You winked, dipping your finger in some of the ointment, before bringing it to the cut on his lip. “Ah!” He hissed in pain, and you tried your hardest to not roll your eyes. “I just touched you, no need to be so dramatic.” You let out a mixture of a scoff and a laugh, and he glared at you. Every word that came out of your mouth was to ridicule him. You stayed silent after that, focusing so you could properly treat his wounds. After finishing the ones on his face and arm, you moved to the gash he had on his abdomen.

You brushed your finger against the cut, and his breath hitched. This didn’t go unnoticed by you, and you looked up at his eyes, to notice he was already looking at you. You smirked. “You probably want to kiss me so bad right now.” You snickered, and he rolled his eyes. “Enough.” He mumbled, pushing your hands away from him, earning a scoff from you. “Hey, I’m not done!” You called after him as he gathered his weapons on the ground, getting ready to leave.

“Quiet.” He hushed you, tired of hearing your voice. “Well, I’m sorry that you’re so in love with me-” He suddenly turned around, arm looping around your body as he grabbed the base of your queue, earning a gasp from you in surprise. He leaned down, eyes wide in anger, holding your head still. “Shut it,” He spat, an idea forming into his mind as his eyes glanced down at your parted lips. “or I shut those pretty lips up for you.”

Your face was full of shock, and he smirked, loving how the tables had turned. “What the-” You started, and as he said, he smashed his lips against yours, breathing heavily. You couldn’t help but little out a quiet whimper, your feelings all over the place. ‘What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck-’ You repeated in your head, trying your best to stand as he was making your legs turn into jelly. He deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping past your lips. Your heart was pounding in your ears and you tried to keep up with his movements, your trembling hands balling into fists.

He pulled away, a smirk already displayed on his face for you to see. Your lips were plump and bruised, your lips still parted open in shock, trying to gather your thoughts. His eyes searched your face, before he scrunched his nose. “It’s just a kiss, no need to be so dramatic.” He repeated your words back to you, before letting go of your queue and turning, walking away and leaving you alone, frozen in place. “What the fuck.” You whispered, hands on your hot cheeks.

Part Two ->

[dark-and-kawaii]

Pssssst

*Tosses Commander Lightfeather at to you with a note attached to his leg*

Zevlor loses control while we're on our hands and knees. Is he grabbing the headboard or a fistful of our hair?

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ Scream His Name ˖⟡˚౨ৎ⋆

*gets absolutely destroyed in the face by a pigeon* Hmmmm *reads over the note with a feather in my hair* I see, okay… hmm yes, yes!!!! I see the picture here!!! I’m in love and yes!!! I totally lost control of this and made it long!!!

Summary: His hands left the headboard, his claws grazing your hair, his body lowering, pressing into your back, his tail curling around your waist, “I want to hear you scream my name, dear.”

♡ Content: NSFW - Rough - Hair Pulling - Bite Mark - Zevlor Empties Himself Inside You

♡ Notes: Both. Both is good.

Your head was thrown back, your hair falling against your sweat drenched skin. The feeling of his hot breath tickled your neck as his hips collided with your ass.

Each time those pretty moans escaped you, Zevlor could feel his cock throb inside you, could feel how his tail would twitch each time your pussy clenched around him. His claws digging into the headboard as he slowly lost himself in your heat. It didn’t help you looked so beautiful on your hands and knees.

Doggystyle wasn't exactly Zevlor’s favorite, but he would take any way of being inside you he could get. The tielfing hellrider could never get enough, always craving you like an addict.

You could barely speak, a whimpering mess. Your body jolting forward each time his thrusts grew harder. His name being chanted like a prayer from your lips. He loved it, his own name falling from that mouth of yours.

His hands left the headboard, his claws grazing your hair, his body lowering, pressing into your back, his tail curling around your waist, “I want to hear you scream my name, dear.”

Before you could react, Zevlor tangled his fingers into your hair, pulling your head back and forcing a cry from you. His other hand wrapped around your throat, your hands wrapping around his wrist- mouth agape. His mind racing, he could barely think. Zevlor couldn’t remember a time he felt like this, so needy, so desperate for more of you. He couldn’t imagine not feeling like this again.

His nails dug into your scalp, his fangs grazing against the side of your throat. All the while he kept thrusting inside you. Each one faster, harder than the last. The grip he had on your hair tightened as he felt your walls tighten around his cock, his teeth sinking into your skin, his name ripping from your lungs.

It was a symphony. Your cries, the sound of his skin colliding with yours, the feeling of your juices dripping onto his cock, it was too much for him.

His eyes closed, his body stilling as he came inside you, his hips twitching as he emptied himself. His tail wrapped around you tighter, as if he were afraid you'd disappear. He couldn’t imagine you leaving him. Didn’t want to imagine you leaving him.

He didn't realize how long it was until he was done, how long he was holding his breath, his teeth buried into the flesh of your neck.

His eyes fluttered open, the fogginess slowly disappearing. He released his grip on your hair, his hand leaving your throat. His tongue flicked over the bite mark he left on your neck, his tail finally unwrapping from your waist.

A part of him was afraid you wouldn't move, afraid he had scared you off… “by the nine hells- I- i'm sorry. I got carried away...are you- alright?” Zevlor swiped his thumb over your bite, his eyes darting over to you, worried, “I- I didn't mean to. You just.. you felt-“

The only response he got was you rolling onto your back, his cock slipping from your depths, his cum seeping out as your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him close, kissing him softly.

“Im perfectly fine~ My love~” Your leg caressed his thigh, his infernal marks rubbing against your skin, “Do it again~? Won’t you please~?”

[thetempleofnyx]

taking his knot | 𝕥𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕚

a.n: i want to eat him. cw. knotting

ʕ •̀ ω •́ ʔ

imagine the way he would switch between whimpering and growling. his hands slipping from your waist because he’s fucking you in such a frenzy that a sheen of sweat covers your body, the smell of your arousal driving him insane.

he flips you over flat on your stomach and fucks into you like that. he lets gravity do the work as he drops his hips against your ass, pounding into you. but when you cry for more, for him to fuck you harder and deeper, he grips the headboard and uses it to drive himself into you. the wood bangs against the wall as he splits you open, and he’s sure everyone person and creature in gandharva ville can hear your cries of pleasure.

he’s borderline delirious now. his body weight is comforting on top of you as he licks you from your shoulder up to your ear, nibbling on your skin as he whispers filthy promises of how your gonna take his knot, of how he’s gonna empty himself into your tight hole and fill you up. when he feels himself getting close, he quickly pulls out and turns you over and something about the lewd look on your face as he stretches you out makes him want to come even harder. he pushes your knees to your chest as he slips inside you, a harsh growl bubbling from his chest as he sets a harsh pace, hard and so deep that each thrust takes your breath away. you know he’s close when you feel yourself begin to stretch around him even more.

you press a hand to his lower stomach in an attempt to get him to slow down but he grabs it, holding it above your head as he leans in closer, “ gonna take this cock for me?” he whispers before capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. it’s sloppy and messy as your teeth gnash together, his tongue swirling around yours.

he leans back again and holds your thighs down, your knees pressed to your ears now as he has you spread wide open. he pushes himself inside you one more time, slipping in with a wet pop. his grip is tight against your legs as his cock swells even more before coating your insides with thick ropes of creamy cum. he lets out the most salacious moans as he fills you, showering you with praises of “that’s it baby” and “fuck you feel so good, feel so warm” and “god you’re so good for taking all of my cum. for taking all of me.”

the sensation of fullness coupled with tighnari’s filthiness drives you over the edge. with a wail of his name so loud he’s sure the sages in sumeru city could hear, you tighten around his thick cock, and the vice grip you have on him causes him to choke. he collapses to your chest with a whine as his body shoots out even more cum. and after giving you all that he has, he lays there, his face pressed against your chest as he waits for both of you to catch your breaths. his tail curls around your waist as he slowly turns you guys over, his cock still inside you. you rest on top of him for a moment, the feeling of your body against his bringing you comfort as you come down from your high. your eyes are sliding shut when all of a sudden you feel him jerk underneath you. you look down at him to see his pretty eyes glowing, his canines growing a bit sharper as he asks you with a predatory grin,

“ready for round two??”

[iliketangerines]

corruption

a/n: mmmm, oh to be in between jake and neytiri @neteyamsoare @inlovewithpandora

pairing: jake sully x gn!metkayina!reader x neytiri

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), mentions of fucking

you are so different, so sweet and tender and adorable, but you’re also the olo’eyktan’s eldest child, Tonowari and Ronal’s

Neytiri’s tail curls up behind her as she stares at you, and she glances at Jake next to her, eyes just as transfixed on you as hers

the children laugh as you teach them how to mix certain herbs together just in case of a small injury and they’re alone and make a silly little joke

your laugh is addicting, sweet as an ambrosia and as luring as a honey-coated trap, and both Jake and Neytiri were not immune to your charms

the worst part is that you’re not even aware of the effect you have on them, walking past them with a soft smile and a nod of acknowledgement before going back to your own business

it drove the both of them wild, and they spent many sleepless nights staring up at the roof of their marui pod and thinking of you in between them

they craved you, wished to have you for themselves, to taste your lips and your skin, and to have you in between your bodies, flushed and sweaty

Neytiri wonders if you would whine loudly as she kissed you, would your hands come up to desperately grip onto her shoulders as she pulled you in deeper

she thinks you would gasp and whimper for more every time she pulled away for air, and she wants to cover you in her bites, to claim every part of you as hers

Jake wonders how you would sound as he fucks into you, watching as your lips wrapped around his cock and how your wide eyes would blink at him

he wonders if your body is just as soft as it looks, plump with the fish you caught and ate, snacking on some small bits when you thought no one was looking

but you’re still lean, covered in muscle, wide shoulders and a broad chest from swimming and holding onto the ilu and tsurak through the drag of the water

your legs are just as strong, muscles tensing and flexing with every time you pull at the nets and drag in heaps of fish

you would be the perfect mate, strong and caring and oh so beautiful, and he can imagine you with your own litter of kids running around you

Neytiri watches as you pick up one of the kids effortlessly and place them on your shoulders and play with them as you wait for their parents come back from fishing and pick up their children

she had seen how you were with Lo’ak, Neteyam, and Tuk before, soft and caring and never seeing them as different for having Jake as their parent

picking at the bone knife, she clears her throat and walks over to you, and you beam at her and call for Tuk

her youngest bounds toward her and wraps her arms around Neytiri, telling her mother all about the day that she had, and you laugh and ruffle Tuk’s hair and say to give your mother some time to relax, she looked tired

Neytiri’s tail twitches behind her as Jake smiles and says goodbye to you, and the two of them leave with Tuk in tow, listening to her admire and adore you

they want you to be a third parent to their children so badly, to hold you in their arms, and to have every bit of you

neither of them can help snooping around you, it’s how they found that despite your age, you never had a partner, claiming that you simply hadn’t found the right one

Tonowari and Ronal didn’t push for you to find a mate either, letting you take your time, and Jake Neytiri so badly want to court you, to make you theirs

they want to hear your sweet moans and gasps, to teach you every part to touch and to discover places inside you that you never knew existed

patience, the opportunity will come, and they will be able to court you properly and then they will ruin every part of you

[kittysarchive]

Enhypen kinks

from the poll :)

Heeseung

Daddy

being the oldest, he wants to use his age and strength in sex. Whether that means handling you strong, or wanting to hear you moan daddy, either will suffice.

"D-daddy" you cry out, his pounding making you see stars. Sweat dripping from his forehead, being called daddy fuels him. "Who owns this pussy" He spits, eyes glowing as he sees his cock slipping in and out of your pussy, covered by you arousal. "Y-you daddy" You whimper out, energy draining from your tired and fucked out body. Just how Heeseung liked it.

Bondage

Playing off his daddy kink, he loves to be in any situation where he is in control or has the illusion of it. Using silk ropes, a belt, maybe fluffy handcuffs, really any way to tie your body or just your hands he likes.

"You feel so good...." He whines out, rolling his hips into your abused pussy. His eyes travel up your body, soaking in your sweat and restrained body. Your own eyes beg to touch him, which of course are denied. "You look so pretty" He places his hand on your tied arms, playing with the silk that slightly rips into your skin. You look so pretty all tied up for him to use.

Jay

Daddy

Very much like Heeseung, he wants to be in control. However steering towards the pleasure Dom, he won't own your body, in stead he just owns your pussy :)

"Is daddy making you feel good?" He teases, noticing how you whine out for him. You head quickly nods, replying to his question. "Good" Jay breaths in, continuing to jack hammer into your soaked pussy.

Size kink

Following his daddy kink, his size kink will flow into humiliation. He loves how big he is compared to you, he loves how tight your pussy is, he loves seeing his bulge and he sures loves to comment about it.

"Fuck.....your so tight" Jay moaned out, gripping onto your tits as he finds his pace. "So fucking small" He teases, looking down at your small frame, struggling to take his size. "W-wait" You cry out, feeling the burn as he thrusts forward. "Are you to small for daddy?" He teases again, speeding up, he knows you liked it, otherwise you wouldn't be clenching so hard around him.

Jake

Spit kink

He loves being filthy in bed, and he loves to spit into your mouth. Mostly when his sex drive is high or you've been a brat, he'll spit into your mouth, forcing you to swallow it.

"Fucking brat" His thrust speed up, causing high pitched whimpers and whines to fall out of your mouth. Readying his spit, he holds your jaw tightly open. "Swallow" Jake command, spitting into your mouth. You don't comply, squirming below him. "I said fucking swallow" he holds your jaw tighter, smiling as he watches you swallow his spit. "You filthy girl" He teases, resuming his fast pace.

Mutual masturbation

Nothing hotter then watching you please yourself. This is one of Jakes favourite activities. What gives him pleasure is knowing you are coming on your own fingers...just from thinking about him.

"P-please" You whine out, eyes closed in pleasure as you continued to finger yourself. Forcing a third finger, you curl them. "Tell me what your thinking" Jake whispers, pumping his length hard, eyes watching the sight before him. "Y-you fucking me.......s-spitting into my mouth" You moan out, creaming over you fingers.

Sunghoon

Pet play

He loves the idea of you being all cute for him. You don't have to become the animal however crawling over to him, beating your eyes, wearing cat ears or a tail, anything on the sexy end is what he loves.

You crawl over to Sunghoon, making sure to sway your ass as you do so. Sitting in front of him, you bat your eyes. "What do you want kitten?" He teases, noticing how your eyes stared at his bulge. Shoving down his pants, Sunghoons hand patted your head as you struggled to swallow him. "Such a good kitty" He praised, caressing your face as you sucked his length.

Spit kink

Comming back to pet play, he loves to spit on your pussy or in your mouth while you still have cat ears on. Seeing how you squirm while all dressed up for him is really what turns him on.

His fingers spreading your folds, he loved how you mewled above him. Getting ready to insert his finger, he spat into your pussy. Feeling you squirm above him, he felt his member get more hard. Forcing his spit inside your pussy, he began to pump his fingers in and out of your warmth.

Sunoo

Daddy/master/sir

I feel strong to say Sunoo loves being master, daddy and sir. It gives him control and builds out his fantasies. He doesn't have to be full roleplay but utter one of those words, and his changes his pace fast.

"Fuck" You moan out, feeling his cock twitch inside of you. Continuing to thrust into your heat, you decide to change the pace. "Feels so good sir" You cry out, feeling how his pace sped up. His hand finding his way to your neck, he lightly squeezed as he sped up his thrusts. "Feel good?" He mocked.

Praise

in goes both ways. He loves to be praised by you but we sure won't mind telling you how well you are taking his thick cock. being praised brings out the hard sub in him.

"Your such a good boy for mommy" You purred, bucking your pussy into his mouth, he moaned at the praise. "Keep going baby, you can do it" You praised, seeing how his cheeks heated with rose colour, he was enjoying this to much.

Jungwon

mommy

calling you mommy is also a huge turn on for him. It lets him know how powerless he is to you and how good you are making him feel, please treat him like the good boy he is.

"You make mommy feel so good" You praised, bouncing on his length, which was almost to big for you. "More..." He whines out, grabbing your ass, trying to lift you up and down. "Do you want mommy to fuck you?" You tease, getting the hint, you speed up your bounce, bouncing down hard on his hips, spilling erotic moans from Jungwon.

Bondage

I also think he would love to be used by you. Sure he has his dom moments but I believe, nothing is hotter then Jungwon begging you to use him while he tied below you, possibly gagged.

From the gag, his muffle moans barely escape as you continue to roll your hips. His arms helplessly tied above him and his legs spread wide open for you, you slowly roll your hips, hands caressing his chest. "Stay still for me" You purr, slowly fastening your pace, still keep the rhythm.

[teyums]

waking up in the middle of the night to find Lo'ak humping you from behind in his sleep 😩🤤

omg yesss our boy is so needy for us, even when he’s sleeping ;) wc: 2,094

Sweet Dreams

pairing: adult!Lo’ak x fem na’vi reader

warnings: mdni 🔞 you’re responsible for the media you consume. includes language, lo’ak being a whiny mess for a bit, description of events, reader and lo’ak are of age. it’s smut, yk the rest.

You’re roused from a deep sleep, the feeling of a hard surface slowly rocking against your back effectively stirring you from your well encased slumber.

A low rumble sounds from behind, and you feel Lo’ak’s warm breath fan the back of your neck, the tips of your ears flicking innately at the gentle sensation. The indistinct, repetitive thumping of his tail against the cot causes your lids to peel open.

You rub at your tired eyes blearily, peering over your shoulder to the best of your ability due to your mate’s firm hold around your middle. Darkness shrouds the room, only the subtle illumination of the moon seeping through the small fissure between your tent’s flaps enough to allow your sight to adjust.

You’re drowsy and confused. His arms tightly trap your backside to his chest, and you can feel a puff of breath hitch on your skin when he tries to apply more pressure, clumsily grinding his clothed bulge against the swell of your ass.

“Lo’ak...” You murmur, gently rubbing at the toned muscle of his thigh. When you receive no response, you realize he’s still fast asleep.

It’s happened before, Lo’ak having a wet dream and unconsciously working to ease himself by rutting his length along the soft of your curves. He was so embarrassed the first time he found out he interrupted your sleep. Pink blanketing his features to match his shameful demeanor, he told you to instantly wake him up if it ever happened again.

And he knew it would, he couldn’t help that his body craved yours. He wanted you, at all times. Especially during the cool nights when you’re curled up so contently in his embrace, demanding of his arms around you and unconsciously rubbing your backside against him every time you shift your hips to get comfortable.

A string of quiet whimpers flood your ears as he hopelessly tries to add friction, and you find your bottom lip hooked under your teeth, softly gnawing at the flushed skin. Your loincloth is growing increasingly wet at the lewd thought of him wanting you, even while deep in his sleep and you groan at your failed efforts to quell your own irretrievable desire. Something tingling in the pit of your stomach as you listen to his breathing grow labored which each sporadic thrust.

Well you can’t leave him like this, right? It would be cruel, to not help him when he’s trying so hard to scratch his itch, but failing. He clearly can’t do it himself…

You arch your back slightly, gently pushing your ass back onto his stiff bulge and wriggling your hips to aid him a bit. He suddenly exhales a sharp breath through flared nostrils once you return the favor, a large palm pressing against your belly to hold you close. His possessive fingers splaying over the skin there while he steadily humps you in a deprived manner.

You’re quick to cover your mouth and stifle a moan, fearful your mewling will wake the man behind you. You tightly clench your thighs together in an attempt to soothe the deliciously painful ache of your walls spasming around nothing.

Your body is nearly writhing with want, and you’re dreading being left hot and unsatisfied once he’s gotten his fill. His wet lips part, brushing along your heated skin and you crane your neck, so desperate to feel the warmth of his tongue preparing your skin for the sting of his fangs when he marks you. Your chest rises and falls heavily as low, sleepy groans slip from his gaped mouth and waft to your attentive ears.

Fuck this.

You carefully reach behind you, sliding a tentative hand down his tensed abdomen and stopping at the hem of his loincloth. Hesitation courses through your mind before your lust has reassured you that you’re only doing him a favor. With that, the flimsy fabric is pulled down from his hips with a gentle tug. Allowing his hardened cock to spring free of its restraint, and you jump slightly when the thick of it smacks against your ass.

You hurriedly bring your hands to your own and impatiently fiddle with the thin strings, yanking it off from under your hips and discarding it somewhere in the room to be discovered later on.

Your conscience was telling you to do the right thing, to wake him up and tear him from the trance he probably had no idea he was in— but your body was saying otherwise. It felt as if his desperation was reflecting onto you, the heat of your arousal entrapping your thoughts and making you dizzy.

You longed to feel his throbbing, thick cock plunge between your wet folds. The mere image completely clouding your better judgement as you lifted your thigh so it was no longer resting atop your other, keeping your back to him.

He was quick to scoot his way closer after he felt the bed dip, his bare pelvis pressed flush against your backside as his nose nuzzled into the soft of your hair. His hand fumbles its way down his lower stomach, gripping the base of his dick and situating it to rest against the supple skin of your inner thigh. Your tongue darts out to wet your bottom lip when you feel the weight of it. You want nothing more than him to fill you up, to hold you down and fuck you senseless, but this will have to do.

Your pulse quickens, searing heat oozing with anticipation as his cock jumps excitedly once it grazes your naked pussy. He was terribly hard, a bead of precum dripping onto your skin to remind you that you were only helping soothe him.

He tucks himself in between your thighs and you hum in approval, bringing your legs to a close around him. A gasp is all you can muster, the instant sensation of pleasure almost enough to make you explode as he begins to move, and you start to wonder if this was the best idea after all. There was no way you were going to be able to keep quiet. Every feverish, slippery drag of your clit against his bulging cock made it jerk hungrily, leaving you wanting more.

A firm hand holds your hip, almost hard enough to bruise as he smoothly draws his lower half back and forth to make his length glide and sift between your dripping slit. His breathing is unsteady while he slowly fucks into your thighs from behind you, completely unaware of his filthy actions.

Your eyes pinch to a close and you pull your head away from him, breathy moans muffled by the cushion now pressed against your face. You reach a shaky hand down between your legs, using two fingers to spread your sticky folds apart, granting him better access and thanking yourself that you did.

Soft grunts evade him as he flicks his hips forward, plunging his cock through your thighs like a dog in heat. His movements rock the both of your bodies in sync, your mind reeling when both of his hands come up to languidly palm at your tender breasts. Using them as leverage to pull you back into him.

You clamp your thighs together, eyes practically racing to hide behind your skull as his precum glistened tip nudges and rolls over your swollen, attention seeking clit, the head of his dick just peeking out from between your plush skin.

“Baby…” His call for you is a sleepy, hushed whimper in your ear and you throw your hips back into his, the fat of your ass rippling from the harsh movement of his pelvis bucking into you. The plump folds of your wet cunt spreading around the girth of his cock to make room for him, hot slick collecting on his length as he lubes himself with your juices to make the whole act shamefully easy.

It was all too much.

His clammy skin slapping against yours as your hot arousal and his warm precum makes the both of you sticky, the intoxicating scent of sex coating the thickened air while he buries his flushed face into the crook of your neck and nearly drools. Calling out for you over, and over again as he lay deep in slumber, his voice strained as he repeatedly pleads in your ear.

Your hand starts to wander and you stretch the fingers that rest between your legs outwards as much as you can, allowing your digits to stroke the sensitive underside of his fat tip while he uses your body to get himself off. You screw your eyes shut, not being able to silence the loud, drawn out moan of his name that sneaks past your saliva coated lips.

Shit.

Suddenly his movements still, fatigued eyes peeling open to rest in a half-lidded state. You hold your breath to the best of your ability, chest heaving below the greedy hands that were previously ravishing your breasts. Your sensitive nipples brush against his rough hands and a quiet whimper slips past your pursed lips, ultimately betraying your efforts of staying silent.

He inhales deeply, sluggishly blinking to clear his vision. A wave of pleasure quickly washes back over him once he’s conscious of the situation, causing him to peer down at the mess between your plastered bodies.

“Baby? Did I wake you up again?” He croaks, his voice sounding groggy and slightly disoriented.

You swallow hard and stutter out a meek answer. “Mm—mhm…” Your body still craves his touch and you try not to moan while he stirs behind you, his hands thoughtlessly squeezing your breasts as he gains his bearings.

A deep sigh is heard, followed by a quiet mutter of profanities as he curses to himself under his breath. He nuzzles his face against the round of your shoulder, setting a featherlight kiss upon your skin that has you shuddering.

“I’m sorry, babygirl. I didn’t mean to disturb you.” His hand leaves your chest and you almost cry as all hope for an orgasm leaves you. Until his arm snakes back to the front of your body, much to your surprise.

“Why didn’t you wake me?” His voice is low when he asks. You open your mouth to speak, but your words lodge in your throat when you feel his curious fingers begin walking their way down towards your navel.

He teases you, trailing his caresses lower and lower. Your fleeting breaths entice him to continue, letting him know he’s only getting hotter as he nears where you really crave his fingers.

He’s touching you anywhere but where you want, and he knows it’s driving you absolutely insane by the way you fidget against him. Then he pauses, just before he reaches your pulsing clit, and just as he whispers in your ear. “You didn’t want me to stop, huh?”

He hits it right on the nail, and a wave of heat washes over your face as you’re overcome with embarrassment. “Lo’ak, I—“ You gasp quietly, body tensing when he drags his middle finger along your aching hole, rubbing a teasing, slow lap around your entrance to find the answer out for himself.

“Dirty girl,” He hums as your essence instantly soaks his finger, cupping your pussy in his hand. “You got all naked for me, didn’t you?” He coos, gently slapping your cunt and chuckling when you jump.

“Y-yes!” You spit out an answer without even thinking, panting your words as his touch sets a blaze to your core. Your brain turning to mush at the pause in build up of a climax you were so close to nearing.

“It’s okay. You just wanted to help me, didn’t you baby?” He’s rubbing slow circles onto your clit, leaving open mouthed kisses along your neck and reveling in the way your legs open to make room for his hand.

“Mmmn, f-fuck, yes…” You whine breathlessly, bringing your arm up and behind you to hold the back of his head, pressing his face closer to your skin and tucking your lip under your teeth.

He lines himself up at your hole without another word, a shiver prickling up your spine as he just barely prods his tip against your expectant, drenched opening. He leans forward, his warm breath tickling the curve of your ear and your eyes flutter in delight when he licks it. “Can I continue?” His tip is already pushing its way inside of you before you can answer. Like he couldn’t wait.

“Please! Please, continue…” You breathe out a little too eagerly, body melding into his as he swiftly sinks into your sopping heat.

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Mine

Genre/Warnings: Pure Filth!! NSFW/MDNI. AGED-UP Characters. Smut with no plot. Read at your discretion. Exhibition/Voyeurism. PervLo’ak.

Status: Imagine

Paring: DomNeteyam x SubReader

Word Count: 0.7k

A/N: Idek what this is!! It was in my drafts and I decided to post it. Please enjoy but its not well written at all, I didn't even proof read it properly, so please be advised.

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“Who do you belong to?” Neteyam growls, his hips snapping against Y/n with brutal force. Y/n mewls, her voice muffled against the ground below. She wanted to answer, but the constant hard thrusts sucked the very breaths out of her.

The sounds of skin slapping skin echoing through the forest around them as Neteyam’s pace did not relent. His hands land on Y/n’s hip’s as his nails dug deeper into her flush blue skin. His heavy balls slapped against her clit sending an electric current throughout her body. Y/n’s body convulsed under the feeling, neither of which deterred Neteyam from his fast and hard pace.

Y/n desperately tried to hold in her moans of pleasure, well aware that they were out in public. Even though it was well after the eclipse, it was still likely that someone could stumble upon them. Even more likely since Lo’ak was not too far away.

“Hm? Who do you belong to?” Neteyam asks again, snapping his pelvis harsley, causing Y/n to firmly grip the grass below her, her poor pussy getting abused by his large cock. Neteyam felt his blood boil as he recalled the event that led to this.

His baby bro who was so close to his rut, hugging his mate. What started out friendly quickly turned sour when Neteyam saw how Lo’ak began drinking in her scent. How his tail twitched excitedly behind him and how his eyes began fucking his mate right in front of him. Lo’ak was clearly losing himself slowly to his upcoming rut. He couldn't help it. But, Instead of feeling sympathy for his brother's condition, Neteyam ripped them apart, dragging Y/n deeper and deeper into the forest. All with the goal to fuck her till she realized who she belonged to.

Neteyam knew Y/n didn't mean for any of this, but his primal urges overpowered his reasoning. How dare Lo’ak touch her like that? And even though Y/n had the purest intentions, she let him. It was unforgivable.

An animalistic growl leaves Neteyam’s lips as he reaches out to slap Y/n’s plump cheeks that bounced along his thrusts, immediately turning red upon contact. Neteyam chuckles darkly at the sound of the slap, hoping that if Lo’ak was nearby that he'd hear. That he would hear how well Neteyam fucked his mate. How well Neteyam fucked Y/n.

“Y/n” Neteyam says through clenched teeth in warning. He pushed himself forward, making sure his cock digs deep, burying himself deep in her walls kissing her cervix. His nose brushed against the back of her neck as he took in a deep inhale, smelling her arousal and sweat. A delicious mixture as he swiped his tongue along her neck, savoring the taste.

“You didn't answer me” He says, his eyes boring into the back of her head. Y/n mewls under his weight. Though the mating press satisfied Y/n, loving the way he filled her up. Stretched her hole oh so deliciously. She desperately wanted him to move again, she needed him to plunge his fat cock deep into her till she forgot her name.

“Y-You-” Y/n whimpered out, her toes curling as Neteyam pressed into her more, his entire length sucked up to the hilt. His hot balls pressed against her as he hums triumphantly.

“Louder” Neteyam demanded, getting back up, slowly pulling his length out. Y/n claws at the dirt beneath her, her tears streaming down her cheeks freely.

“Yo-u--I Belong to You!-Neteyam!” Y/n wailes.

Neteyam smirks wide, thrusting his entire length into her, filling her up again. Y/n screams at the sharp thrust as he begins the brutal pace again. His cock hitting her cervix each time as she felt herself reach her orgasm at an alarming rate.

Neteyam’s eyes trails to a large patch of bushes nearby, his eyes gleaming with pride and possessiveness as his eyes meet those of his brothers.

Lo’ak, who whimpers at the sight of Y/n getting completely wrecked by his brother. And enjoying the entire scene, his hand wrapped around his throbbing member. His breathing uneven as he drank in her euphoric state.

“Fuck--That’s right” Neteyam groans, feeling Y/n clench against cock to ride out her own high. Her eyes roll back as her breathing comes out in small gasps. She convulsed under the sheer intensity of her orgasm as Neteyam fucked himself into her, rolling his hips perfectly to hit her G-spot.

��You’re Mine.”

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A/N: IM SORRY IF THIS SUCKED! I’m having some delay with my works at the moment. I’m also behind on requests😭😭😭. I know this short imagine sucks, but I hope you guys enjoy this in the meantime! Love you guys!!

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Rick Grimes: Insomnia NSFW  

Broadening my fandom horizons. My first TWD story and I’m excited to write more for Rick!  

The night is pleasantly cool, and the grassy area provides a decent cushion under you. The group had all managed to reunite and were trudging along after leaving Terminus looking for a safe place to make permanent residence. You were all exhausted but safe and together. Rick was lying behind you, holding you securely to his chest. His breath was warm and even against your neck. All in all, it was the best-case scenario in a crappy situation, except for one thing. 

You couldn’t sleep. 

Your body was exhausted and sinking into the ground in relief, ready for sleep. Your brain was not on the same page. It was going a million miles an hour in hundreds of different ways. You had bouts of insomnia throughout your life, but this one had to take the cake. You tried to lay still. Everyone was still on high alert and extra movement and rustling could easily wake up any of the sleeping parties. Not to mention Rick who had always been a light sleeper. “Ya need to get some sleep darlin’.” Rick’s voice is rough, his calloused hand tailing down your thigh to stop your unconscious jiggling.  

“I’m trying,” You whisper back in frustration. You want to sleep. You know tomorrow will be another long day of walking without a destination. If you had to fight off walkers or another group of people without having any sleep again tonight, you weren’t sure you would make it. Not unless the group pulled your weight on top of their own. “I’m so tired, Rick.” You felt a few tears mist your eyes, as embarrassment flooded you at your whiney remark. 

You feel a soft kiss on your shoulder as he hushes you. You shift against him trying to get comfortable. His hand caresses up your side soothingly. His sweetness starts making you feel worse. Just because you had barely been able to sleep the last week didn’t mean that he should have to suffer through it with you. “I can almost hear ya thinkin’ baby.” His strong hand slips under your shirt rubbing your stomach in gentle circles. His fingers inch closer to your waistband until the tips sneak under. 

“Rick,” You gasp, your hand going over his trapping it against your body to keep it from moving southward. “What are you doing?”  

“Turnin’ off that mind o’ yours.” He kissed down your neck, his beard scrapping at the delicate skin. His movements are slow and his words are slightly slurred. He is exhausted and half asleep himself. You try to object but he unbuttons your pants with a flick of his wrist. The zipper slides down as his hand pushes deeper cupping you through your underwear. “Let me take care o’ ya.” You stroke up his forearm as he rubs you through your cotton panties. You lean back farther into him as his other hand snakes around you kneading your breast. It’s been too long since he touched you like this. Even exhausted your body responds to him, arousal pooling in your lower stomach.  

You turn your head down and into his arm to muffle your moan as he slips a finger inside of you. He pumps it inside you a few times before adding another. You shift to open your thighs wider for him. It makes the angle deeper and Rick curls his fingers expertly. You whimper louder than you mean to when he hits a particularly sensitive spot, and he hushes you. He knows your body and he doesn’t tease; every movement is purposefully pushing you towards your release. You rock your hip as he rubs firm circles on your clit. 

“Rick,” You breathe nails digging into his arm. You are close and he knows it. His other hand comes up to cover your mouth. He sucks on your neck and doubles his efforts on your clit while keeping a steady thrusting of his fingers. You open your mouth to gasp, and he slips his finger inside. You moan sucking on them as your orgasm rushes through you. He works you through it making the orgasm linger, sparks of pleasure curling your toes in your worn boots. 

Your body goes limp, melting into him boneless. Your vision is still blurred from your orgasm and Rick still slowly caressing you. Your mind is blissfully blank, exhaustion echoing through your body. You feel Rick’s beard scratch at your neck, and you are sure he is saying something, but you can’t make out the words. You just hum your agreement falling into a deep sleep before his hand can leave your underwear.  

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HWLP HI I just saw you already did prompt 33 I’m so sorry I’m slow💀🙏 if you don’t want to do 33 again could you do 26 💗💗

this one was requested by you and four different anons, so clearly you all want to see me suffer lol. enjoy!... or cry? I guess lol. prompt #26: a kiss while one or both of you are crying.

You wake up to a sudden shifting of the mattress, your eyes snapping open at the possibility of danger. It takes a moment for your mind to catch up with the shift in your consciousness, but you remember who is sharing your bed just before your hand can close around the knife you have holstered to the back of the headboard.

Blitzø jerks in his sleep, rolling over so suddenly that one of his horns catch in the pillow and tear the case, the obnoxious sound of the rip interrupting what you realize are whimpers coming from the imp. His brow is furrowed, cheeks wet and stained with tears; his tail thrashes against the mattress.

“Blitzø?” you have to clear your throat to find your voice, and you reach out a tentative hand to take a gentle hold of his shoulder. “Blitzø, wake up.”

He curls in on himself, claws digging so hard into his palms you worry they’ll bleed, and you touch his cheek, the skin damp under your palm. He whines in his sleep, the crease in his brow deepening against whatever it is that’s plaguing his dreams. “No…”

“B?” you roll over long enough to switch on the lamp beside your bed before you turn back to him, shaking him gently. “C’mon, baby, wake up.”

“No, Mom—” the mournful whimper cuts off as he is finally pulled into the waking world, and he blinks, wide-eyed and confused. “I… the fuck, did I…”

“Hey,” you say softly, withdrawing your hand. “You were having a bad dream.”

Blitzø shakes his head, pushing himself up and away from you, the sheets pooling around his hips. “No, I’m… I wasn’t, I…” he swallows heavily, turning away from you as though he intended to leave the bed. You see him wipe at his cheeks with the heels of his palms. “I should… when the fuck did I fall asleep?”

“Hey, it’s okay,” you say reassuringly., touching a hand to his shoulder. “I get them, too. You don’t have to talk about it.”

Blitzø stops, swallowing heavily. He glances over his shoulder at you, his eyes wary and his body tense. Still, you can see him begin to relax, ever so slightly as he realizes you mean it. For someone who very rarely shuts up, he doesn’t often actually share much about himself. You’ve been able to piece together some of his past in the months you’ve known him, and while some selfish bead of curiosity burns in you, you quash it, more concerned with just how overwhelmed he is.

“Please stay, Blitzø.” He hesitates for the longest of moments, the spade of his tail flicking in agitation. You sit back against the pillows, biting your lip. “Please?”

He nods and lets you pull him into your arms, curling up against your side. Despite how tensely he holds himself against your side, you feel his body heave with a fresh sob.

Blitzø shudders in your embrace as tears spill free again, his breathing shaking and unsteady. You stroke his back slowly, hushing him a gentle, careful tone.

“It’s okay, Blitzø…” you murmur, brushing your lips against the curve of his horn, the top of his head. “It’s okay. You’re not alone, okay? I’m not going anywhere.”

Blitzø tightens his arms around your middle, his tail squeezing your calf. The two of you sit like that for what could be hours, his breathing slowly, slowly evening out. You continue to whisper reassurances to him even as your own throat aches with unshed tears at the way he clings to you.

“You’re okay here, B.” you continue, dusting another kiss against his forehead. He tilts his head back as his breathing begins to even out, eyes red and watering. You touch your hand to his cheek, wiping away the tear tracks marking his cheeks. He swallows, holding his breath as he meets your eye. You lower your lips to his, bringing the two of you together in a soft, lingering kiss that tastes of sleep and salt and heartache. His eyes are still squeezed closed when you do pull away, and you press your forehead to his. “You’re gonna be okay.”

send me a prompt and either husk or blitzø