#kylar smut

[allfearstofallto]

Male Kylar x Fem! Reader

TW: 18+ MDNI, Dub-con, BDSM, Anal, Pegging

Much to your annoyance, Kylar constantly begged you to fuck him. He'd hump against your leg like a dog in heat, with tears in his eyes he'd plead you for just a touch. For a taste of your body. He only wanted you just once he said, knowing that he was lying, but the painful ache in his pants couldn't be sated by his hands any longer. He promise he'd be good if you just let him put it inside you.

The day you finally decide to give him what he wants, he's over the moon. Kylar lays on your bed, naked with his dick twitching and hard. He's never leaked this much precum before, the entire tip of his cock looking wet and slick with the liquid. He's just waiting for you. You who said that you needed to step into the bathroom to freshen up.

He tries to hold back the shock he's feeling when you finally step into your bedroom. Your bare tits sitting beautifully has him panting, your waist, your stomach, but then his eyes fall on something else. The large pink strap-on cock that's on your body.

"Spread your legs,"

Out of fear, he'll do so immediately, knees pulling apart while trembling. You'll position yourself between them, grabbing his thighs to keep him spread open. A bottle of lube will be pulled from your bedside table, something he was certain was going to be used on you, but instead the slimy liquid drenches his asshole.

The fake, plastic cock pushes into his ass, making him see stars for a moment. His first time ever doing something like this is with you, which makes him happy, but the way you're mercilessly pounding into him is uncomfortable. He begs you to stop or slow down. Instead you grab his cock, using all that precum he had as lube as you stroke it at the same pace that you're fucking him.

He sobs that it's painful. That he doesn't want it. He starts those pathetic moans for a while, but after a few moments of you hitting his prostate with the tip of your cock, his sobs of pain turn to moans of pleasure.

"M-mo...more!" He manages to stutter out, causing you to smirk down at him.

And you give him more. Spreading his legs wider to give yourself access to that tight hole. He mewls while grabbing at your hips, trying to keep you as deep inside his ass as possible. He's drooling all over himself while taking it, little toes curling at each thrust.

He can't even announce that he's about to cum, all that leaves his lips is mumbled gibberish. But you feel it. The way his ass is squeezing your cock tells you enough.

He shivers a bit, green eyes clenched shut. His dick twitching in your hand, his balls tensing. His cum shoots from his cock. Shot after shot of the white liquid, as be practically screams out in pleasure. His face and chest are covered in his cum, a beautiful sight to behold.

You pull out from his ass and his body goes limp. He lays there on your bed, covered in his own semen, body shaking every so often. He falls asleep like this, without your permission. But as he snuggles inlf your bed, you find yourself unable to wake him.

He'll definitely ask you to fuck him again.

[neet-elite]

↳ EVENT 06. M!Kylar (Incest)

Pairing: Big Brother M!Kylar / F!Reader Genre: Smut 18+ WC: 2,509 Warnings: incest, bath sex, yandere, creampie, cockwarming, stockholm syndrome, riding, breeding Prompt(s): 07 — incest Event Masterlist: CLICK HERE!!

A/N: i dunno what inspired me to take a softer approach to this request, but i've been enjoying writing the really loving requests... so i hope that this is still enjoyable !! i also think kylar suits this prompt the most, so it was super fun to explore!!! tysm!

After a long, exhausting, and humiliating day of school (or as Kylar likes to affectionately call it, imprisonment), there is simply nothing better to cap the awful experience off than to indulge in some alone time with his favourite little sister. His only little sister, the light of his life, the sole joy he experiences in this shitty world and his shitty life. To say that he relies on you for all of his comfort and happiness would be an understatement— he saps it. Leeching off of you from the moment he enters home, calling out for your attention before the front door is even closed. And the fact that you're none the wiser only encourages him to use you some more, forever pushing you to your limits to hopefully break you in as his own.

And tonight is no special exception. Away from prying eyes, in the safety of four thin walls, he begs for your affections once again. Dragging you into his room to spend the night together, just like always. And it's comforting to know that even after all the bullshit bullying he has to endure during the day, he can always count on his precious little sister to make it all worthwhile. God, he'd go through near death beatings daily if it meant he got to wrap his arms around you at the end of it all, nice and snug and soft, pretty little sister in his arms for him to coddle and coo at. Because he loves you so much, he's willing to endure whatever it takes to keep you out of harms way; so much so that he willingly puts himself into dangerous situations just to make sure you don't need to leave your shared home for any reason.

The world doesn't deserve your kindness. The town is unworthy of your cuteness, undeserving of your sweetness. Or; perhaps he's just being a selfish big brother, right? Keeping you all to himself, locked away in his tower for self serving reasons.

Like to be the only one to hear your barely audible little whimpers, how soft and pretty you sound right now, especially when his knuckles brush against your wet cheek and you shiver into him. Fuck, feels so good, doesn't it? He knows he does, playfully biting down on his bottom lip— unchecked confidence flowing through him now that he's only with you. It's funny, actually, how no one outside these four walls would assume just how cocky he can get, reserving that side of himself just for you. It's only fair, he thinks. He gets to see sides of you that no one else does, and in return, you receive authority over every aspect of your life, all in an effort to keep you safe. An innocent enough want, though he's well aware of just how degenerate he can get. How far he can twist relative honesty.

It's the least he could do for you, considering all you've got to do is exist and he's happy. Do you even know the things he goes through for you? How much trouble it is to actually keep you healthy and secure? It's like keeping a pet, only more rewarding when you take hold of his hand, little fingers locking with his own before dipping them back under the water together.

So cute! You're so fucking cute it pains him, heart hurting at the way your silky skin rubs against his own, tits pressed snugly to his chest, secured only by the warm water surrounding him. The skin on skin contact just gets to him— it's one of his favourite ways to spend time with you. Naked, bare, ignoring the moral implications of playing with his baby sister in such a disgusting way; he plays with you in far worse ways anyway. But the connection coursing through him, from your fingertips to his own, is unmatched. Causes his cock to tremble inside of you, his eyes instinctively rolling and then squeezing shut at the tight fit inside of your cunt.

It's bath time! he'd ordered you once home, pants already tenting from the way you excitedly started running the water at the mere mention of some valued bath time with big brother.

C'mere, sit on my lap he'd encouraged you once getting in the too hot water, but a little burning isn't gonna stop him from hanging out with his baby sister, now is it?

Wanna sit on it? he'd asked you once feeling you squirming around, wiggling your baby sister butt on his fat cock like routine. It's not the first time he's impaled your angel cunt in the water, and it certainly won't be the last. A regular enough occurrence at this rate that he knows cock is what you're after when he mentions bathing— not that he's any better, looking forward to getting you wet in the bath just so he can shove his dirty big brother cock inside of you again and again— routine.

It's only natural, he thinks. Given that you're disallowed from seeing anyone else, let alone any other suitors, that you'd want to explore things like sex and orgasms with your big brother. Which is luckily all according to his plan, to seclude you enough to make you think that it's your choice to date him. Greedy cock twitching inside your pretty little hole as you idly rub a thumb up and down his held hand, allowing him to slide down the tub just a little to reposition his cock at a better angle inside of you. If he keeps you all to himself like this, leaving you no other choice but to date and fuck and kiss and marry your big brother, then he can die happy.

"What did you do today?" He mundanely asks, but it's more of a grunt than anything else. Winded by the unfairly tight squeeze of your cunt, wrapped sooooo nicely around him, God, he'd kill for that cunt, yknow?

You take a second to answer, clearly preoccupied with not shifting around too much as he feels you tense up on his cock at the sound of his voice. Pretty baby, big brother will always protect you, okay?

"The usual," you yawn, and he has half a mind to pull out of your pretty pussy to instead stuff your open maw full with cock. "Mostly waited for you to get home, Ky."

Oh, how the affectionate nickname you've taken to calling him goes straight through him, fat beads of precum staining your insides all gloopy as a proclamation of love. His pretty little stockholm sister, are you even away of the things you do to him? How the banality of it all, taking a simple bath with you, is the lewdest part. Cock pulsing against your squishy insides while your tits ride against his chest, primal need dictating him to let go of your hand in favour of placing both hands on the small of your back. A little pressure added there to really make you feel the weight of your words, and by extension, the weight of his cock.

Your reaction is immediate, a sharp little squeak that he wants to force out of you again and again— but there is joy to be had in taking things slow, too. Like how when he lifts a hand up to your soaked hair to pet at, he's privy to the view of your wet cat like stare back at him, pretty pout and all. He leans down, giving you a chaste kiss on the lips as a reward for being so cute for him. "Don't you get bored of waiting for me every day? Aren't you doing something else?" He tests you, resting his chin at the top of your head to force you into listening to how hard his heart beats for you; in time with how fast his cock pulses with need.

"I— No... Seeing big brother again is my favourite thing!" You protest, and it's difficult to remain in his calm, cool, and collected big brother composure when you're whining so prettily for him like that, a little moan at the end from the way he rolls his hips against your own in the face of your absolute devotion.

Perfect, he thinks. You're already his, so he can do whatever he wants to you, right?

And while having you cockwarm him is one of his favourite pastimes, he'd be lying if he said he could do it all night. Much to his disappointment, though he tries every single bath time to do just that, your high pitched gasps and sweet little sighs coax him into movement without fail. A gentle back and forth to begin with, moving you up and down his cock with ease more so than moving himself— you can always count on big brother, okay?

And yet, domesticity calls to him. Begs to keep the slow pace, to let you hump him mindlessly once he's kickstarted your movement. You're a good girl, you know to keep moving, yeah? A simple up and down while he twirls your wet hair, gently cupping the back of your head with one hand, the other finding home on your ass to pinch and tug on your cheek. There's not a thought to be had in that dumb little sister brain of yours, is there? And there better not be, given how hard he works to make sure that there isn't. Rock hard cock stroking your insides gently, at your own pace, a satisfied hum escaping him when you huff and puff up and down his length.

"Good answer— ah—" he rewards you with a rushed moan, wrapping his body even tighter around you to get as close as possible to his little sister, wanting more than anything to melt into you, become so connected through the leaking precum dirtying your insides that all you can think about is him— because all he can think about is you, it's only fair! Even if you've proven yourself thus far to surround your world with him, he doesn't think he'll ever be able to get enough of you. Convinced by your devotion to thrust his cock up just a little, enough to knock you off balance and further into his greedy hold. "Waiting for big brothers cock?" He urges you to continue, to fuck his perverted length faster, fuck yourself stupid on big brother, okay baby?

You let out a muffled mhm!, moaned directly against his chest, heat rising to his cheeks from how cute you can be when doing something so immoral. You actually enjoy fucking big brother? Gross, he sneers internally. Only, the fact that you take part and also relish in something as vulgar as this tugs on his heart. Has his mind reeling with affections for you, grabbing a greedy fistful of your ass to aid in your bounces up and down.

Water splashes around him, the pace of your tiny humps quickening the harsher he grabs you. To the point that he has to use both hands on your pretty body, literally picking you up and letting you drop back down on his cock with insatiable need.

"Fuck, I can't— you're too good at this." he half laughs, sinking further into the water so as to allow you enough room to properly straddle him, every bounce you make on his fat cock leaving him more than a little breathless as he struggles to keep up with your thirst. Chest tight with the sight of you indulging yourself to his cock, using him just as much as he uses you on a daily basis. Oh how he loves it, to be at the receiving end of your adoration, your warm cunt sucking him further in with ever fuck, prompting his hips to hump upwards out of sheer desperation to match your sibling fucking energy.

Greedy as he is though, his hands settle possessively on your hips. Aiding in your movements in a selfish manner, forcing you to grind your puffy clit against him every time you slam your ass back down against his lap.

More than anything he strives to make you happy. Everything, literally everything he does is for you. Guided by your smile, aided by your laughter. He loves you so much, didn't you know? It's why he's helping you fuck yourself dumb on his cock, thoughtlessly thrusting in tandem with your humps, moaning out for you just as much as you sob his name. Over and over, his favourite song.

And like the good big brother he is, he knows when you're close. Takes over the job of fucking when you grow too weak to continue, despite the water splishing over his face. He'd drown if it meant you got to cum, honestly.

Rather than state the obvious, he focuses solely on helping you get there. Cooing and tutting and staring at your scrunched up pretty expression. He'll have to give you so many kisses afterwards for allowing him the privilege to see that cute face later on. Helping you grind your hips down on him in a way that his groin rubs your clit just the way you like, preferring to keep you seated there as your nails dig into his chest for slippery stability, taking to fucking his cock as deep as possible from your stationary seated position. He's barely moving, relying on the twitches and throbs of his cock inside for stimulation. But fuck— baby sister cunt feels so good, how your insides squirm around and suck his cock off so well, pretty whines spilling for him in abundance.

He stares at your face, only so that he can watch you fall apart on his big cock. Because the cut off sob you let out, followed by a gasp of his name before your moth falls open in a silent beg is so cute, fuck, he can't stop himself from cumming too. Not when your hole wraps tighter than ever around his intrusion, bullying his way inside your cunt to shoot his load as deep as possible, aiming to breed his baby sister bitch as payment for sticking by him when no one else would. Promising a future you've yet to learn about simply because you're too cute to hold back, painting your insides sticky white to mix with the bath water when he inevitably pushes some out with deep thrusts.

Gushy little cunt, still spasming around his length when he's done filling you up. It's a good thing you're in the bath with him after all, quietly cooing to you in soft privacy to get up, let him clean you while you're here. There's no one here to tell you how wrong it is for him to not only breed your cute hole, but to also clean it up afterwards with his fingers sneakily entering to scissor around a little.

And he hopes to keep you this way. Dumb, obedient, and oblivious. It's when his favourite little sister is at her cutest.

[royalyan-main]

I want to eat F!kylar out while she's bent over the counter for everyone to see as I spread her thighs even further to bury my face into her dripping cunt. F!kylar who got so lost in the pleasure she doesn't even notice the people around us are recording her being eaten out in public with drool dripping down the side of her lips. She later cums with a mewl and gets rewarded with a kiss.

[theroyalyandere]

I'm going to drop by just to share this thought..

fem!PC/reader x male!Kylar

CW: lactation, dry humping, handjobs

I dreamt of PC going to m!Kylar so he can nurse on her lactating breasts and he eagerly suckles on her like a baby as PC coos at him brushing his disheveled hair on his forehead so she can look at his eyes. Eventually the green eyed loner started to hump PC's thighs making her even more aroused. She takes his hardened cock out of his shorts and begins stroking him while Kylar moans on her tits from the stimulation. A few more strokes and a few more suckles Kylar cums all over her hand, his thighs trembling as he gets praised for being such a good boy. PC licks the cum from her hand and Kylar watches with fascination before she leans down to kiss him. Kylar happily kisses back tasting his cum from her mouth.

[oceisastar]

I wanna give f!kylar the whole world 😭😭😭 every day I daydream about her being a cute little stay at home wifey who doesn't wear panties around the house and she constantly gets worshipped, spoiled, praised, and just completely and utterly adored by the love of her life 🥺🥺🥺🥺 (also liking 2 imagine/daydream that is me JWJEJAJDJJD)

minors do NOT interact. do NOT repost / use / translate my work in any shape or form.

LOL I’m not into the stay-at-home-wife thing but her waiting for u at home without panties is so hot... just in a shirt and apron but no bottoms like omg

TAGS: f!wife!kylar x gn!pc; super soft love, implied underwear stealing lol, implied masturbation, sex toys mentioned, kylar being kinda gross at some parts but in typical kylar fashion, reader has body hair, oral sex

imagine coming home to find her bent over scrubbing the kitchen counter. you’re standing there staring at her lovingly in silence until you gently make some noise. she jumps when she realizes it’s you and immediately throws her arms around you. you hug her tight, peppering kisses all over her face while she’s smiling so big her cheeks hurt. she’s like “hi! I missed you so much. I was just about to do the laundry.” and you’re like “I missed you too. let me go get changed.”

but when you go into your room there’s a sticky vibrator and your underwear strewn across the bed. it’s damp, and it’s not from you because you haven’t touched that pair since last night.

kylar stands in the doorway, blushing when she realizes she didn’t have time to put it away. she stutters and tries to distract you, but you just sweep her in your arms and whisper in her ears, “if you wanted to taste me that bad, you should’ve asked, baby.” she shudders palpably, fingers digging into your biceps as you let your tongue slip into her ear.

“I-I-” kylar stutters, face red.

you smirk, laughing softly as you pull her closer. the two of you fall back into the bed. she caresses your face then straddles you, pressing your lips together—fervently, desperately. she’s always like this when you get back even if you’re only gone for a few hours—needy for your kisses. you hug her tight as she seals your lips together over and over, as if memorizing the softness of your lips.

“how’s the new vibrator?” you ask, stroking her back.

“I love it. thank you so much,” she says, smiling against your lips.

“I used it myself a few times and I liked it, so I’m glad you do too.”

her eyes light up, almost ravenous. “recently? like, this one?”

“no, love. mine died so I threw it away. I mean this model.”

“can you... can you use this one too? and leave it on the bedside for when you go? I really miss you and it’ll be like a little reminder.” her voice gets softer as she realizes she probably sounds like a fucking weirdo.

but as you usual, you assuage her worries.

“of course I can.”

her eyes light up so brightly, and you kiss her again. you let your fingers brush against her pussy, softly massaging her lips. she jolts against you, moaning loudly.

“you’re so wet,” you bite your lip.

“I’m only like this for you,” she pants. “y-you make me feel so good,” kylar babbles, grinding her pussy against your fingertips.

“sweetheart, fuck,” your sex throbs. It’s like kylar can sense it, because she looks over her shoulder.

“can I use my mouth on you? please? I’ve—I’ve been practicing just for you. not on anyone else, of course I’d never do that! but just... watching videos and um, studying. I want to make you feel good. so can I?”

when she looks at you like that, how can you say no?

she’s practically shaking with anticipation, kneeling beside the bed as she stares at you like some sort of statue.

“you deserve everything. to be worshipped, to be celebrated...” kylar murmurs, kissing up your inner thighs and burying her face in your pubic hair. “you’re so perfect.” she looks on the verge of tears.

“I love you, kylar.” you smile, stroking her cheek. she holds your hand to her face, nuzzling her face against it.

“I love you, too. so, so much.”

[astromaxi]

kylar is so gross </3 (18+)

Heavy pants and small gasps echo in the dark, old bedroom. The creepy orphanage is slowly coming to the end of the day, and the owner of the room, he is releasing his desires is gone. On the worn bed, he hugs the pillow closer to his head. It muffles the whines he lets out as a pair of his beloved panties are wrapped tightly around his throbbing pink cock. He ruts against the comfort with such force it makes the bed groan in pain. "oh.. pl-please please." his eyes are glued shut as his fantasies get the best of him. He imagines them on their knees in front of him, worshipping his cock, another of him shoving his cock in his love-breeding them for all their worth. More fantasy of his love begging- pleading with him to fill them up with his milky cum. His hips grow more fanatic as he reaches his breaking point, he breaths in the scent of his beloved's shampoo, as it only fills his need to cum. This is so gross all of it, sneaking into his obsessions room to jerk off in their bed with their underwear. but Kylar can't help it, it's their fault after all. They shouldn't have helped him back then

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a/n: this is proofread at all, I'm sorry for any spelling mistakes.

[mellowwillowy]

Yandere Reader × DOL

Warning: Extreme Content, unsafe sex, Crazy Reader

Bailey - Eden (M), Sydney, Ivory, Whitney, Kylar - Mason, Avery, Harper, Alex, Wren, Great Hawk, Black Wolf, Robin

Bailey's boobs! Eden's boobs! These 2 squeezeing your face! DIE! HAPPILY!1!1!

"What are you doing? I'll be charging you for this." Bailey spat as he watched you sucked his tits, hands groping it like a squishy. Eden on the other hand lets you use his tits as some sort of pillow. Ah... heaven... bless.

Sydney's anal bead, I'll squeeze it down your throat instead of using it as a rosary!

Sydney's hand gripped yours tightly as you used the anal bead inside their throat, fuck, they didn't expect this at all. Please, don't stop. Better yet, use your hand or your cock/strap-on on their throat now!

"Mwooh... mhoreeee....!"

Ivory's Necklace, right, fuck you wanna do if I swallow it whole?

"Get it out..." Ivory throatfucked you as their hands and tentacles choked you, "get it out right now, fuck, get it out!" Actually, you doubt they were throatfucking you to get this shit out. They were just trying fuck their cum out.

Walking Whitney

Whitney and a leash on your hand, no, not a leash to you but to them! Crawling the school hallway naked, how did it feel like to have the table turned now? Oh... look at how turned on they are, "fucking slut, you like people seeing your sex hmm??"

"Shut up..." they growled back but the trail of cum they left said otherwise ♡

Kylar and Mason the undies sniffer

Look at them. You understand if it's Kylar but Mason? Really? Sniffing your undies while you were swimming?

"K-Kylar did it! He did it first!"

"That still doesn't change the fact that you are a teacher. Oh, aren't you a perverted one? Just how down bad are you to the point you are caught sniffing with this," you pulled Kylar by his hoodie, "damn fucking loser who jerks off to my picture?"

"Uuu... you look so cute in that jacket so..."

Avery and alcohol

Fuck, you are sick of them raging at you every now and then. So? What to do? You eyed on the alcohols they got for the two of you and...

Crash

You hit their head with it. Just before they could say anything, you forced the alcohol down their throat, burning it. Just as you noticed they were wasted from the hit and burning sensation, you stripped them down and,

"I think you'll look great with your hole stuffed with this," you showed them a bottle of alcohol, "I don't give a shit about safe sex, feel free to have a check with Harper soon."

Doctor Harper...

Harper groaned as you plunged yet another syringe into their arm, the content? It's empty. Better be empty than fill it in with the drug they would use on you right?

"I bet it feels good, getting injected here and there right you fucker?"

Wren the smuggled

"Ehehe~ look at you~ so adorable in my bag, all tied up hm?"

The smuggler had been smuggled. Fuck, you were so going to enjoy fucking them while charging everyone fortune just to watch you fuck them dumb.

Milking Alex~!

Oh, the farm was growing. Look at it, the milk production got better in both quantity and quality! As expected of Alex! Now, it's time to milk Alex with your mouth and hand again!

Great Hawk the terrored

"Come on now, walking is better than flying right?" Great Hawk whimpered as you handed him his daily food. You caressed his bandaged wings that you broke with your own hands. "Good boy~ now eat, you'll need the energy to mate."

Black Wolf, awooooooo

Black Wolf did so as you fucked him dumb. What a pack leader he is, a great breedable alpha all along.

Robin, burn your fat down.

At this point, they were probably either traumatized or suffered from the masochist traits. Look, look at those marks ♡ how many times have you whipped the fuck out of them? It'll help burning down some of the fat they had.

[apple-orchards-writings]

cockwarming cl kylar in a cult meeting... you decided to wear the skimpy robes he gifted you and he couldn't resist!

You're being held down on his lap, unable to squirm out of his hole, both because of his iron grip and the fact that, should you even try, you would be exposed for all to see. In any case, why would you want to escape this situation, when you did all you could to engineer it.

Kylar is snug inside you, hard and throbbing, and you can feel him shift every now and then. He's breathing hard in your ear, his pants making you feel even hotter. You're so full, and the sensation is making it very hard to focus on the meeting happening, which is a shame, because this would be a good learning opportunity. You're thanking your lucky stars Kylar promised not to move before you gave him the signal, because you know the last remaining bits of your brain would be gone at the first little thrust.

You must be a spectacle, in your "robes" that barely cover anything, all flushed and sweaty, desperately trying to keep your composure. You think most of the council has figured out what's happening, but has the presence of mind to keep their mouths shut and their faces schooled. Who knows what Kylar would do if he noticed one of them look at you just the slightest bit differently.

You hope the meeting ends sooner rather than later, because you can feel Kylar grow more impatient with every second he's not breeding you, and you yourself don't know how long you'll be able to hold off the impeding orgasm.

[inkyquince]

Have those big ole thoughts about training Kylar properly. Maybe you don't wanna loose your virginity to him, or maybe you just enjoy preparing him properly for your first time together.

content warning. this was written for my VTM oc and realised that I can't just release that dumbass to the blog first, so instead it was changed to Kylar uwu. Kylar being nasty, frotting, sex toys, intercrural sex kinda, training mentions, lots of drooling and lube and fluids.

You didn't even mean to train him at first. It was all Kylar's fault. You two couldn't even kiss without his breath hitching and his cock hardening in his stained sweatpants. Jutting against you as his whined, hungrily mouthing at your bottom lip. Hell, you used to just let him hump himself to completion, but Kylar's eyes would prick with tears, both as how sore his cock would get but also being oh so close to you, your crotch being so warm against him beyond unbearable. Blow jobs were out too, since he had the same amount of self control as a glutton.

So, instead, one trip to Sirris' Sex Shop later, you have the solution to your problems. For him to cum and for you to train him before ever having to sleep with him.

Kylar likes to watch you prep the fleshlight. Parting the silicon to spit into the toy before pouring lube in, the clear liquid rising inside rapidly. Meanwhile, he watches, mouth agape just a bit. His cock juts against the fabric of his trousers, opaque liquid already seeping through the garment.

You kick off your trousers so they don't get stained and slip the toy between your thighs, tucked against your own crotch. Kylar used to whine at you to go without underwear when you two did this, but that discussion was long since dead now. Instead, he just tries to imagine it's all you, the tight, snug fit, the dripping mess over his dick. All. You.

He clambers on top of you, tugging his sweatpants down, tucking the band under his balls. His flushed dick stands to attention, dribbling just a bit as he nudges the head against the "lips" of the fleshlight. He's already sweating as he gazes at you, pupils blown wide, for your go ahead to sink into "your" hole. The little smile you give is more than enough and he gracelessly sinks down, lube pushing out as he pushes in, sticking to his thick pubic hair and balls.

Mouth agape, Kylar just gazes at you, dumb little expression as his cock throbbed uselessly inside the toy. God, he wants it to be you so badly. This is the least embarrassing way he's tried to simulate his cock in your warm hole. Tried the fuck a warmed up grapefruit once, before feeding it to you. Fucked a hole into his soap bar. Used to hump his pillow every night, ripped a shabby hole right into it. But somehow this was far more embarrassing. You, watching him, use a toy and obviously pretend its you, all the while you two are chest to chest, stomach to stomach, legs intertwined.

Kylar never had much composure to begin with, but any shreds of it are long gone by the first sloppy thrust. Drool gathering on his tongue, too entranced in the tight fit to even function properly, unable to swallow it down, so it just slips from his lips. The wet squelching of his cock bucking down into the toy, lube flowing out, was not helping, Kylar's lewd imagination kicking into overdrive. Reminds him of the hentai's he would put at full volume with his headphones, settle back and close his eyes and jerk his cock as he imagined you making those lewd noises, both your moans as well as your dripping hole taking his cock.

Yet the toy was just not enough. He came like a virgin whenever you used it on him, but his brain whispered that it would never be enough. Left every orgasm a bit less fulfilling each time. His cock ached as he continued to hump away, curling his body a bit to properly rut into it, almost like a clock wound too tight. His hot huffs of breath fanned over your face, sweat dripping down his face, into his hair and shining in the dim light.

"Please. Please, I want to... I wanna... Please?"

You just laughed softly and gently raised your thighs enough to mimic the feeling of the fleshlight fucking back into him. That was all he needed. Kylar whined and threw his head back, entire body jerking roughly as he came. Cum dribbled over the lips of the toy, seeping over the edges and staining your bare thighs, as well as his own.

Just babbles out his stream of consciousness, saying your hole is so good, that he loves you, that this was always meant to be, that he wants to fill you up up up until you are still dripping his cum days later.

You just stroke his head as he struggles to tug himself out of the toy, knowing that by the time you finally let him fuck you, he'll ruin you properly.

[paper-bag-boy]

jealous kylar (pt 1)

[allfearstofallto]

I did it :)

Degrees of Lewdity LI Transformations - Headcanons

All Male LI x Fem! PC Reader

Ft: (Corrupt, pure) Sydney, Whitney, Kylar, Robin

TW: 18+ MDNI, deviancy, wolf tf, harpy tf, bull tf, knotting, unprotected sex, Dub-Con, cumming inside, breeding

Angel! Sydney who's pure as the day he was born. Strawberry blonde hair that seems to shimmer in the light, hazel eyes that only pass forgiving stares. Wings whiter than freshly fallen snow and a golden halo, reflecting an almost blinding light off his glasses. Sweet pure Sydney isn't just the talk of the temple, his unshaken virtue is the talk of the entire town. Though he'll humbly insist that he can't cast blessings, but people still beg him to pray for them which he'll do regardless, he's too kind not to.

Fallen! Sydney who's lost that light in his eyes, dark hair draped over his shoulder. The blinding light of his halo is now changed to an inky black over his head, until one day he comes back with a fresh set of horns sprouting from his forehead. White wings look like they're dipped in oil, their color slowly sinks and becomes dark. You wonder if he seems happier this way, his insatiable lust making him palm himself through his shorts while looking at you, grinding himself against his hand while wordlessly mumbling what he wants to do to you.

Wolfboy! Whitney who doesn't let anyone mention the ears or fluffy tail he sprouted. Who insists that he only likes going into the woods because it's an easy place to smoke without being bothered. His new assets means that his already firm grip as he pounds into you, is now met with the painful feeling of claws digging into your hips, sharp teeth at your neck, threatening to bite. When he cums inside your already trembling cunt, he bullies that big knot of his inside. The swell of it filling your abused pussy up, knocks the air from your lungs.

Harpy! Robin who always had such a lovely singing voice, but when he sprouts colorful wings and a feathered tail his voice seems to get brighter. He sings you to sleep while stroking your hair, hands gentle as he's careful of his abnormally long claws. His love making is more passionate now, a pretty voice singing out as the claws dig into the bedsheets below you, those wings of his flapping as he fills you with cum, then nuzzles against your chest. He sleeps with a defensive arm around you, making sure you're full of his seed, but more importantly safe.

Bullboy! Kylar who's desperate, begging for your touch. He needs to be milked, so badly it hurts and only you can do it for him. His cock, abnormally large, balls heavy and filled to the brim. You'll stroke his cock as he stands stiffly, moaning out loudly while praising you with words of love and admiration. He cums while practically convulsing from your hands, your fingers slick with his precum. His balls tense, bovine tail wagging as cum drips down your arms, a seemingly never ending stream leaving the twitching head.

[neet-elite]

hello! here is the kylar post written by our beloved 🐾anon. im posting this with their permission! i hope you guys enjoy it just as much as i do <333!

warnings: stepbrother!kylar, pseudoincest, olderbrother!kylar, breeding, creampie

Imagine getting adopted into Kylar's family. The parents are a little absent and your new big brother is a total loser, but it really isn't all that bad at first. Sure, he's a bit cringey in how overexcited he is about having a younger sister, but maybe he's just always wanted a sibling? Surely that's the reason. The fact that he's drooling while he thinks you aren't looking is just a coincidence! It happens!

Then he starts getting clingy. At first it's just touching your hand while giving you something or brushing you with his shoulder while he sits on the couch with you. Then he's asking for hugs and insisting that you have to hold hands whenever you go out. Then he tries to guilt-trip you into giving him a smooch on the cheek. You cave almost immediately, because he looks like he's actually a second away from bursting into tears. Your big brother is a loser, and you slowly begin to accept it. He's kinda cute in how cringefail he is.

What's not cute is finding out what happens to your panties when they go missing. You think you keep misplacing them and don't worry too much about it. Then you find them back in the laundry bin, all crusty and some even sticky. Okay, that's weird. But you still give Kylar some benefit of the doubt and pretend that everything is fine. He's nice to you! He gives you ice-cream, he always lets you pick whenever you both wanna watch something, he gives you shoulder massages, and he does your chores for you. Kylar is a good brother!

That's what you keep telling yourself, even as he slowly starts getting more and more handsy, sometimes to the point where you aren't entirely sure if this still isn't considered groping. But it's fine, you can take some pervy behaviour! You're a good little sister, and Kylar keeps reminding you of that even as he's panting in your ear while hugging you and clinging to you like his life depends on it. You try not to think about what's pressing against your thigh.

It gets worse the longer it goes on, and somehow you find yourself regularly making out with your big brother because he just loves you so much :(( It's what all loving siblings do! You're doubtful, but he looks so elated every time you agree to sit on his lap or let him knead your tits that you don't have the heart to tell him no. It's so easy to make him happy, and you kind of feel good from it too, even though you don't really want to admit it. You also worry about your parents finding out and you both getting into trouble, but Kylar is strangely unbothered.

Actually, he grows downright brazen. He begins feeling you up while your parents are in the room, he doesn't even attempt to hide the leering gazes he sends your way, he even slaps your ass one day while the whole family is together! Your parents just laugh it off, and continue like nothing happened. You aren't sure if you should feel relieved or mortified. You realise it's the latter when Kylar begins rutting into your ass, rubbing his clothed cock against you and whimpering in your ear while your parents are literally three steps away and yet they say nothing. At first you think they are somehow not noticing their son's actions, but then they start laughing and playfully discussing how nice it would be to have grandkids. And your brother fucking moans into your ear, not even trying to hide how turned on he is by the idea of breeding you.

Everything goes to shit from there. Apparently, your parents realised that the only way Kylar will ever get laid is if he is allowed to fuck you, so they just... Let him. In fact, they seem almost into the idea, with your mother complimenting your figure and making comments on how it's perfect for motherhood. Your father offhandedly mentions that it'd be nice to build a crib yourselves, and that he should buy the materials for some woodworking. Kylar is relentless now that he's got your parents' blessing and not-so-implicit approval. Groping and making out turns into you waking up with his head between your thighs, eagerly lapping at your cunt and looking at you like an overeager puppy, begging you to let him do more. He might jerk off and cum all over your face while you sleep, but he holds off on slipping his dick inside you without your permission. He really, really wants to! And he tells you about it in detail while he suckles on your tits and bites your nipples as if that'll somehow make you lactate. Kylar holds off on just taking you like he's been wanting for so long, instead eating you out daily while he waits for your permission to finally fill your womb with his cum. He waits, because he's such a nice and caring lover. He's constantly all over you, and you can't even bring up the "we're family!" argument because your entire family is more than happy to let your big brother knock you up.

When you finally break and let Kylar fuck you, he all but cums right into his pants right on the spot once he hears your words. Your big brother immediately pounces on you, pawing at your clothes in an attempt to expose as much of your body as he can without bothering to actually undress you. He moves with the urgency of someone who's afraid that you will change your mind, so he's stuffing you full of his cock in record time. Thankfully, all these evenings spent with him fingering your cunt over and over again have prepared you. The fact that you are already wet enough for him to easily slide in is something you refuse to think about. Of course, your big brother immediately begins to fuck you like a dog in heat, drooling all over you while he literally cries from how happy he is to finally fuck you raw. And god, he's so loud. There's no way your parents can't hear his desperate whimpers and how he babbles on and on about making you a mommy and giving you lots and lots of babies, and about how good your pussy feels. He's cumming within a few minutes of sloppy thrusting, but simply keeps going while furiously rubbing your clit. He's more than happy to overstimulate himself to the point of sobbing if it means he'll get to stuff you with his seed a few more times, and hopefully knock you up on the very first time.

You come down to the kitchen to grab a glass of water after your big brother finally passes out from the exhaustion of fucking you and giving you creampies over and over again. Your hair is a mess, your neck and tits are covered in hickeys and bite marks and you've got his drool all over you. The worst of the mess is between your trembling legs, where cum keeps dripping out of your tender pussy, overstimulated and tired from being used so much. You walk into the kitchen while looking like that, and your parents are absolutely beaming. Your mother is talking about how they've been coming up with baby names lately and that you should definitely check the list she's written for you and Kylar to pick from. And your father, looking like he's announcing that he has won a lottery, hits you with the revelation of them going on a vacation in a few days. Apparently, it will take a while for them to come home. But they aren't worried about anything bad happening while they're gone for so long! After all, you'll be left in the care of your loving big brother!

You are fucked. So, so fucked. In every way possible. But hey! Kylar promised to take you shopping for baby clothes as an apology for the mess he made out of your neck! So really, it's all good. It's nice to have such a caring big brother and supportive parents, isn't it <3

[whitneys-puppyslut]

desperate & obsessed (M!Kylar x M!Whitney part 1)

18+ / Minors DNI

How Kylar's obsession with Whitney would start Includes: sub!M!kylar who likes to be manhandled and degraded, dom!M!Whitney, no actual smut but we're getting there, stalker behavior, whitney is aggressive and a bit violent, gn!PC mentioned, bullying, kylar's weird-ass drawings

Does anyone else ship Kylar and Whitney? Maybe it's the fact that I project onto Kylar and am IN LOVE with Whitney (okay it definitely IS that) but I just feel like their dynamic could be so good. Imagine, if you will, a Kylar who never paid any mind to Whitney. He never really paid any mind to anybody, the loner that he is... and Whitney avoided the little gremlin that is Kylar like the plague. Kylar was on loser status like no one else, even being in the general vicinity of him would tarnish Whitney's reputation. It didn't matter if he was bullying him or not, that's - - - Status right there. So Whitney focused on bullying other people, like PC! And the day that Kylar sees Whitney slam PC up against the lockers and breathe hot against their ear... that's when the obsession began. Not with PC, but with Whitney. DAMN if Kylar didn't want to be manhandled like that...

From then on, Kylar would try a little harder every day to get Whitney's attention. It started out with innocent stuff, y'know like figuring out Whitney's entire schedule while in school... where he hung out before school or at lunch, when he was alone versus with groups, what classes he did seldom attend and when... typical stalker Kylar stuff. Easy for him, really. But stalking him wasn't enough apparently, because either Whitney was stupid, or he was purposefully ignoring the pair of eyes boring into the back of his head that he felt most of each school day.

So, Kylar began to rip out pages from his sketchbook and leave them at Whitney's locker, his desk in math class, in his... bag? Whitney does not leave his bag unattended, so how that happened, he had no idea. And those sketchbook pages, obviously, where drawings of Whitney. Innocent, at first. Then a little provocative. Then it became drawings of Whitney and Kylar together, depicting all the nasty things Kylar wanted the bully to do to him–

Eventually, Whitney had had enough. He knew that uneasy feeling was from the freak being around the corner, he knew the face in those drawings (if it wasn't obvious by the "Kylar <3" signature on each piece), and he knew that if he didn't act now, his reputation would be RUINED.

So naturally, he had to give the freak what he wanted.

And he winced when, as he slammed Kylar against the wall just as he did to PC, the little rat fucking moaned.

"I know what you're fucking doing, freak."

Kylar whimpered, the fear going up his spine and the arousal he felt in his groin was everything he had been hoping for, he just prayed that Whitney would do this all the time, manhandle him, choke him, fuck him, breed him, make him his–

Whitney yanked the smaller boy up by the his collar and snarled, inches away from his face,

"I'm not. Fucking. Interested."

Kylar didn't hear any of that, instead hyper-focused on the fact that their lips were so close... he could just..!!

So he did, he leaned in and gave Whitney a peck on the lips, who promptly threw him to the ground.

Kylar's body collided with the hard flooring. He ignored the searing pain in his back, instead sitting up and looking at Whitney with that stupid, obsessed smile.

Whitney looked the freak in the eyes for the first time... uh, ever.

He had never realized how strikingly, enchantingly green they were.

And honestly, if Kylar just washed his hair once in a while, he might not look that bad... after all, Whitney could tell even under that baggy hoodie, that he had cute, small, frame of a body...

...

He probably had an even cuter dick–

NO! BAD WHITNEY!

"Don't get in my way again," he spat out. He walked away.

But he felt those green eyes in the back of his skull as he did so.

What he didn't see, was his wide, unhinged grin.

[bergdorfbitch]

17:37

00.1 | M!Kylar x Fem!AFAB!Reader

00.2 ; C/W | Explicit Content/NSFW, Blood, Lowkey SH, Knife Play, Jealousy, Kylar is ooc and manipulative here + An all around scumbag.

You made him jealous again. Accident or not, he felt the need to correct such behavior from his ever so loving spouse. And that’s how you found yourself with the handle of a kitchen knife buried at the hilt into your cunt as he thrusts it in and out with bloodied fingers and a crazed look in his eyes. He keeps the pads of his fingers pressed against the ridges, pricking deep into the already scarred flesh.

If you had just behaved, he wouldn’t have to hurt himself in such a way now wouldn’t he.

Your tears do nothing but make his cock leak, though, that’s not something that he would admit it so openly of course. Your insistent begging that he stops hurting himself really seems to get him going. Like right now, as he leans down to your teary eyes and runs his tongue underneath your lash line.

“It’s your fault you know, you did this..” There’s an air of condensation around him, with the way he almost smirks into the words.

Who knew such a freak has so much strength, with his grip on your shoulder keeps you grounded. Your shaking body trapped flush against the mattress as your breath quickens.

It’s a game your both play. You know deep down it’s true, you’re too kind. And tomorrow’s a school day. As soon as you come to your senses, you’ll be tearfully wrapping his sliced digits in bandages through sniffles and silent sobs before walking hand in hand through the tall gates.

You’re easy. You know? Far too sweet to him, his sweet girl, his sweet, flickering flame.

And as he drools onto your clit and thumbs it with a bloodied finger, he picks up his speed. Watching your thighs twitch and your hips convulse as you mewl your way through another orgasm, he comes undone himself. Completely untouched by everything other than your warmth.

[astromaxi]

I’m stuck in a writers block soooooo my inbox thing should be open for stuff, I mainly write for JJK and dol so far as I’m in a fixed state for both those medias

[oceisastar]

Kylar would absolutely try to mark his claim on PC if he notices Sydney starting to have an interest. I 100% believe he would fuck PC in the library to try to assert dominance.

omg?? that's so fucking hot

minors do NOT interact (m!kylar x gn!pc; fingering, public sex, accidental voyeurism [this is fiction!! don’t do this irl lol])

imagine him fingering them between library shelves. like kylar is fucking shaking with how wound up he is, and pc clenches every time they think someone's going to walk by. and when someone does walk by, kylar throws himself in front of them to shield them from prying eyes. pc looks at him with wide, doe-eyes, and kylar kisses them so hard their teeth clack together. 

sydney appears, trying to figure out the source of the disturbance, but they go completely red in the face when they realize what's happening. pc makes eye contact with sydney at that exact moment and spasms around kylar’s fingers. they grab helplessly at his hoodie, burying their face in his neck as they try to regain some sort of composure. kylar has to stop himself from hyperventilating, clumsily kissing their head over and over to let them know it’s okay. 

“you... you can’t be doing that in the library. it’s against school policy.” sydney’s voice wavers, clearly affected by what they just saw. it’s difficult to tell if they’re upset or something else entirely. 

kylar shoots a dark look at sydney, who forces themself to look away and go back to the front desk, then turns back to pc, pulling his fingers out of them in wonder. he sucks on them while pc watches, sweaty and out of breath and so, so perfect.