#monster x male reader

[just-some-trans-nobody]

(Nsfw)

Orc boyfriend who's really into breeding kink, but his human mate don't want/can't have children, so he just keep filling up his mate anyway

December Christmas Monster stories

December 4.) Orc Breeding

Orc boyfriend x gender neutral reader

Thank you for this request! Hope you and everyone else enjoys. This gave me way to much trouble, for some reason everytime I went to save it, it just wouldn't save.

Warning: NSFW, breeding, cream pie, unprotected sex, no prep before sex, mention of pregnancy, small amount of alcohol

Minors don't interact!

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Wanting to do something romantic for your boyfriend on christmas you kicked him out for a few hours so you can set everything up. He left with friends to go get drinks, promising you he would be back in two hours giving you plenty of time to set everything up. 

Spreading flower petals down on the floor from the front door you made a trail of them to the bedroom you shared with your large hunk of an orc you loved oh so dearly. Next you set up candles here and there letting their sweet aroma fill the air. Turning on the stereo you put on a long playlist of songs to get nasty too, you knew to put on an extra long one, Grogmar loved to take his sweet time having his way with you and you loved that. The last step was to put on sexy Christmas lingerie. It was lacey with fuzzy white trim, leaving nothing to the imagination. 

Picking your phone up you shot him a text to check and see when he would be back. Playing it safe you sent another text telling him to come alone for his surprise, you didn’t want to risk his buddies seeing you like this. You didn’t get a text right away so you set your phone down on the nightstand walking away just as you got a text back from him saying he had just parked. Going to the kitchen you pulled out two glasses and poured some champagne into them.

Hearing the door unlocking you picked the two glasses and stepped out of the kitchen right in time for Grogmar to open the door. His eyes looked to you and widened as he went stiff taking in the sight of you dressed like that. Grinning you struck a pose popping your hip out lightly. “Merry christmas~” You purred while holding up one of the glasses for him. Stepping inside he closed the door not breaking his stride as he approached you. With one hand he took the glass from you, his other hand going to your ass. His hand covered all of your cheek with it’s large size. “Now this is a merry christmas. Might be my favorite gift so far.” He chuckled, leaning in catching your lips with his in a heated kiss. Moaning against his lips you pressed your body against him feeling that he was already growing hard. Pulling away he trailed kisses down to your neck, his tusks rubbing against you as he kissed you like a desperate man. “Let’s take this to the bedroom.” You moaned as he continued to attack your neck in kisses. 

“Can’t wait that long.” He mumbled against your neck before he hosted you up in one arm. Carrying you to the table he set you down on the edge before setting his glass down next to you. Watching him step back you brought your own glass up to your lips taking a long sip as he fumbled with his pants. “So eager to use your gift hmm~?” You teased watching as he finally got it off. “Always eager when it’s with you.” Grogmar said as he stepped in between your legs going back to kissing you neck drawing a moan from your lips. His hands gripped your thighs rubbing them at a rough pace as he gave them a squeeze. Moaning he grinded against you wanting any sort of friction. “Grog please.” You whispered, leaning your head back. “Please fuck me, fill me up with your cum.” You knew how exactly to push his buttons, you knew just how much that would rile him up and it did. Groaning against your next he pulled your legs open wider as he pushed his wide tip into you earning a moan from you. Grabbing onto his shoulders you had to hold onto him for support as he pushed more of his cock into you. No matter how many times he had taken you he was always just so damn big, he had to be careful at the start.

Panting you pressed your head against his chest, a soft whine leaving you as he stretched you open wide. “Doing so good for me baby, gonna fill you up so much. Yer gonna look pregnant once I’m done with you.” Grogmar knew that was impossible but the thought always got him hot and bothered. It rubbed a more feral part of his brain so nicely thinking about breeding you. Hearing your loud moan brought him back to reality, he was getting easily lost in the pleasure already. “You take me so well.” He moaned, thrusting into you harder causing you to cry out. “Oh fuck! Grog! Yes fuck just like that.” You screamed out not caring how loud you were getting, you couldn’t care less at that moment. His cock just felt too good, you didn’t think you could hold in any sounds even if you tried to. The wet sounds of his sloppy thrusts were barely covered up by the music playing in the background. “You love it when I pound you like this don’t you? You love when my cock stretches you so well.” Grog moaned, lifting your legs up onto his shoulders. Leaning down he pressed his chest to yours. His cock reaching into you deeper with his new position. Trying to answer him your words came out as moaning gibberish unable to talk as he fucked you stupid. “Gods look at you. The devinines would be jealous of your beauty.” He praised kissing your jaw. “Fuck! Grog!” Was all you were able to say as you let out a choked moan. “F-fill me up… Need it… please please!” You whined as you started to claw at his back. Grogmar groaned feeling your nails on his back, it was a good kind of pain he was more than happy to feel. He would gladly show them off if you managed to leave a scar from it, though it was unlikely to happen. You could feel his cock twitch inside of you as he grew closer to his orgasim, you were close too. “How could I say no when you're asking so nicely?” He asked as he started to thrust faster slamming his hips into in a unrelenting pace. Throwing your head back against the table you let out a scream of pleasure as you tightened around him cumming. Your tightness drove him to the edge causing him to cum inside of you. “Yes of fuck Grog fill me up with your cum!” You moaned encouraging him. Bending over you he grunted and groaned as he kept thrusting, riding out his orgasmism making sure he got every drop of his seed into you. Panting his hips slowed to a stop as he pressed his head against your shoulder. “Haa~ felt so good.” He mumbled gently rubbing your thighs. “You're always so good for me.” Grogmar praised placing gentle kisses all over your shoulder and neck. “Mm you do too Groggy. Now let's get cleaned up and unwrap the other gifts.” You said trying to sit up a little. “Did you forget what I said?” Grogmar whispered tusks grazing against your neck as he spoke. Confused and a little dazed, you looked down at him. Opening your mouth you began to ask what he meant when you let out a sudden moan feeling a harsh thrust. “You're going to look pregnant once I’m done and you don’t look pregnant yet so I ain’t done yet.” He explained, his grip on your thighs tightening again as he continued to thrust into you. Moaning you laid back down on the table more than happy to keep going. This definitely was your best Christmas yet.

[rodolfoparras]

Say something stupid (like I love you)

Pairing: Male character x Top Male reader

Cw: 18+, non human yandere character, human yandere reader, stalking, obsessing, possessiveness, masturbation, bondage, blood play, spit play, non consensual voyeurism, dubious consent, dom male reader, sub male character

Synopis: After spending so many years looking for the right one for him, he finally finds you or you find him…

When he first met you he hadn’t intended to fall in love, matter of fact he’d long given up on the concept solely because his partners rarely viewed love and relationships in the same way that he did.

Sure they’ve gotten jealous over him but never did they get possessive like he did.

Sure they’ve loved him but never did they get obsessed like he did.

Sure he’d been in committed relationships but never did they allow him to claim them properly.

And because of that he always broke up with them.

It’s love, he tried to explain, the all consuming type that has you tapping into your deepest darkest desires.

His previous lovers didn’t understand it, no one seemed to do, until he met you.

He had observed you through the shadows at first, not wanting to scare you away before he’d even gotten the chance to say hello.

He’d watch you practice in the garden. You were rather skilled with the sword but there were still weak spots in your swordsmanship, windows of opportunity where someone could come and harm you.

From then on he decided that he’d do everything in his power to prevent you from getting hurt, even if that meant secretly watching you from bushes and trees while you practiced with your sword.

He’d sometimes watch you take short walks to town. You didn’t seem to care whether it was day or night, seemingly determined as ever to finish whatever errand you had in mind. But he cared because sure while you knew how to wield a sword, the world you lived in was very unpredictable. You shouldn’t roam around alone so of course he followed wherever you decided to go.

He’d even watch you sleep until dusk turned into dawn through the window you always forget to close. Sometimes you couldn’t fall asleep for whatever reason, so you’d lay in bed, body bare and on full display lazily stroking your dick, grunts and groans tumbling past your lips, as you steadily worked yourself towards your release.

He tried not to look, it would be rather improper of him. He’d instead trail his gaze around your surroundings to make sure no one was watching, no one else but him.

You never noticed him or maybe you did because sometimes you’d throw a look over your shoulder while practicing with your sword as if you could feel someone watching you.

And sometimes you’d take one too many unnecessary trips to town, each time taking a new and unfamiliar path as if wanting to keep him on his toes somehow.

And sometimes while pleasuring yourself, you’d gaze into the open window, right in the spot where he usually hides himself, eyes searching the dark as if you were looking for something or rather someone, as if you were looking for him.

However the most notable thing was that you never seemed to fear him, at least not from what he could see.

There were no goosebumps rising upon your skin whenever you thought someone was watching you at practice, no pulse wildly beating under your skin when he was following you closely, no shaking limbs except for when you inched closer to your release.

He was intrigued.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and soon enough he decided to make himself known.

When he’d stepped out of the shadows and into the light he’d been intrigued with how much more beautiful you were up close but he’d been more intrigued with how familiar you seemed to be with him.

You didn’t lunge him down to the ground, didn’t bring your sword to his throat, didn’t even try to walk away when he came up to you.

Instead you said his name with a soft smile on your face, pronouncing the string of letters as if you were rather familiar with them, as if you were familiar with him. How you’d found that out, he had no idea.

He was used to an air of caution surrounding his conquests, the other party needing some time before they warmed up to him, maybe two or three dates before they allowed him to steal a kiss but there was no need for that with you.

There was no need for it when you were the one to pull him in for a kiss, a yelp of surprise turning into whimpers and whines, steadily licking into his mouth as if trying to erase any trace of previous conquests, sucking on his tongue and biting on his lips as if trying to devour him, before breaking apart, a string of blood and spit connecting you to him

At that point his conquests usually try to run away. They see the wild look in his eyes, the blood smeared around his mouth and run for the hills.

Instead it seems like you’re trying to prevent him from running away, one hand keeping a vice like grip on his throat, thumb pressing down on his Adam apples til his ears ring and world blurs while the other hand blindly fumbles for the cleft of his ass, fingers brushing over his clothed entrance.

He’d never managed to go as far as to get his conquests into bed yet here you were tying his limbs to the bed posters, using a bit of pre to stretch the tight ring of muscles before sinking into his warm wet heat like you owed it, uncaring of the way he winces and hisses as you set a steady pace with your hips, solely focusing on your pleasure.

You keep your gaze glued to his, like he’d done with you for so many weeks, eyes wide and frantic as if someone would steal him away from you, taking in the tears trickling down his cheeks, the way spit is dribbling down his chin, the way his cock is uselessly slaps against his abdomen while you frantically thrust into him.

And when he thought it was time to leave, feeling absolutely spent and wrung dry, nothing but pathetic spurts of cum spilling from his cock,you had stopped him before he could even get up.

This time you lunged at him, still naked as ever, your hard cock pressing against his thigh while pushing the sharp blade of a knife up against his jugglar.

Right then and there he knew that he loved you

and he knew that you loved him too.

[wrioluvr]

subby vampire x dom male reader

sorry for being inactive yall teehee just thought about this cute little idea and had to write it... also no sex just a little spicy lmk if yall want to see more of this guy 🤭

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you did not expect it to rain during your forest hike today. anticipation to dive into the lush green unknown was quickly turned into a wet mess as your scrambled to find shelter, unsure of where you were even going as the gps signal got weaker deeper into the forest you ventured. much to your surprise, you soon came upon a quaint winding road. following it lead to an ancient-looking manor straight out of the victorian era. despite your brain recounting that this was how every horror movie started, you were desperate to be out of the cold, and soon rushed to the grand door to seek warmth. luckily, someone answered the door. a tall, lanky, ghost of a man, who quickly invited you in and fretted over the prospect of you catching a cold. he was a little odd, speaking in such a proper, olden manner, but he was lovely.

despite your initial protests of overstaying your welcome, he managed to convince you to stay for a week. he invited you to join him for dinner everyday, and it was through these meals that you found out quite a lot about him. one, his name was kliff (you swore his face turned red when you said he had a handsome name), and that he was a vampire who was at least a hundred years old (he stopped counting after the 120th year). the way he revealed it was kind of adorable, he was so reluctant at first.

"sooooo, kliff. you're a vampire, right?"

"goodness, whatever gave you that idea? i most certainly am not." his face said otherwise as his eyes darted everywhere around the room but your gaze, and the tip of his ears turned red.

"and you're gay, right?"

"now THAT is an accusation!" he replied indignantly, now fully flustered. "i, a dignified gentleman, would never engage in such sinful acts."

"but i saw you peeking at me showering yesterday. pervert." you were having the time of your life teasing this poor fossil.

he stood up from the dinner table and paced around the room. "i did no such thing." he mumbled, face somehow steaming even more than you thought was humanly possible. wait, but he wasn't a human. nevermind.

you spent most of your week exploring his manor, poking around the various dusty bookshelves and artifacts of an era long bygone. if there was one thing you picked up from your exploration, it was that kliff was awfully lonely. and had been for a long time. he didn't seem to have had any romantic partners, probably due to his sexuality, nor any pets to keep him company. you could infer this from his clingy nature, he was constantly in the shadows observing you, blending in seamlessly using his powers. he thought he was being slick, but really, he was a rather clumsy vampire. whenever you caught him, he would always act oblivious, and give you a sheepish grin, before scurrying away. it was quite cute, really. another thing was the fact that he never asked to drink from you. "it is quite alright. i sustain myself well enough through other means." was all he said when you asked him about it. mysterious. almost like he didn't dare to taint your skin with his fangs. you decided not to tell him about the fact that you were aware he watched you when you were asleep in the guest room, sometimes even daring to climb into bed silently with you and bask in your presence. he was a lonely soul, you figured. you could let him be delusional for a bit. you would leave after this week, anyway.

but that week passed quick, and with each day, kliff seemed to grow even more on edge, getting nervous whenever he was around you but never daring to speak what was on his mind. brooding around the house, watching you silently as you attempted to grow something in his dying garden... oh it was bad for him. but this came all to a head on your last day, when you bid your goodbyes and were one foot out the door, and he suddenly gathered the courage to say something.

kliff threw himself at you in one final, desperate plea. "please... please don't go...." his tone was so pitiful, you stopped in your tracks and looked at the way he's grabbing your wrist so tightly. "i... i.... if i may, i have one final request."

"you want to drink from me? honestly, i'm surprised you didn't ask earlier."

"no, no... it's not that. it's the opposite, really. may i... may i humbly request that you..." he stops mid sentence and breaks eye contact to look at the ground, voice so soft you could barely hear him. "bite me instead..."

"i beg your pardon?"

"i would like for you to leave a mark on me. as a reminder of your presence." his tone is slightly more confident now as he meets your eyes, centuries-old desire rekindled and burning within them. he falters a bit as he notices your lack of response. "....please?" he mumbles pathetically.

oh, poor baby. he's wanted a man to love him all his life. luckily for him, you found his desperation cute. you drop your bag and take his hand in yours.

"want me to take the lead?" you squeeze his hand, and he nods shyly.

"i would like nothing more."

you gently, but firmly pin him to the nearest wall, the ancient manor creaking under the pressure. it's kind of poetic, kliff thinks, as he wilts under your touch, it sounds like my house is congratulating me. you start off by peppering fleeting kisses all across his neck, admiring the small noises of pleasure he made everytime your lips came into contact with his skin. the fleeting touches turned into harsher bites, as you nibbled at his delicate skin, so fragile and untouched. it was just like he fantasized, and he was in heaven. he gripped onto the wall for support as he gasped at the new sensation, writhing around as you marked him, but your strong hands on his waist kept him steadily in place, a feeling he quickly learnt to enjoy. all those years he spent in solitude seemed to culminate to this moment, he'd never felt more intimate with anyone in his life. you stepped back to look at your handiwork and he immediately collapsed into your arms, a dark purple hickey prominently showing on his neck. he stared up at you lovingly, unable to really form thoughts. "please don't go...." was all he could mutter as you slowly swayed him back and forth, soothing his cold, beating heart.

"guess i'll see you next week, hm?" he's never been happier to hear those words in his long life.

>ᵥᵥ< 💘

[angelltheninth]

Your Drabble about the orc trying to court a human was soooo cute! May we have one of a male merman trying to court the cute surfer dude in his ocean please 😊

I don't usually write male Readers but this is cute so I'll try my best.

Pairing: Male!Merman x Male!Surfer Reader

Tags: fluff, developing relationship, swimming, kissing, teasing, surfing

A/N: I made the Reader kind of a himbo lmao.

He noticed you many times, always on the same beach, in his ocean, his hunting and feeding grounds

There have been moments where you felt like you were being watched

You dismissed it as watching too many horror movies

He loves watching you surfing and doing tricks with your board

Made you fall into the ocean when you saw him swimming next to you in the wave you were using to surf

He kissed you to make you not drown in panic

Not your first kiss but the oddest

Told you of all times he watched you

Which is good to know because that means you aren't losing your mind

Very casual with touching and feeling your muscles

Is especially fascinated with your leg muscles

Meets you during nighttime so he can keep an eye on you while you practice while it's dark

Scares away any potential dangers

He has lots of sharp teeth but would never bit you unless you ask

Brings you lots of fresh fish, you need to eat a lot to keep those muscles you have

Made you a special necklace from a very deep-water type of seashell

Does tricks along with you

Swims a lot faster then you but slows down so you can talk more

His skin is cold to the touch when you kiss his cheek

Tells you that you can always warm him up if you feel he's too cold

[un-officql]

Encounter by the Beach

NSFW 1.7k word count tentacles x male!reader

REBLOGS APPRECIATED, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS POST

On the beach, the sand is warm and the waves ebb and flow. It is a nice day out, not too hot, and you decide to visit the ocean today. The waves kiss the shore as you walk beside the edge where the sand meets the sea. You walk closer to the water and feel that the water is cold. It isn't freezing, but you find that the deeper you went, the colder it got. Finding the strength to push forward, you go further into the water. The floor beneath you is a mix of rocks and sand.

As you continue to venture out to sea, you feel something slimy touch your toe. Alarmed, you immediately move back, thinking, 'Gross!' As quickly as you backed away though, you forced yourself to calm down and assume it was just a rock with algae on it. Brushing it off, you do as you have been until your foot touches another slimy thing. It felt exactly the same as the last, if not a little bigger. More slime did seem to mean it must be a bigger rock. You remove your foot once again and continue forward, until you encounter another rock, and another. You think, if you continue like this, there will just be a bigger scale of algae covered rocks. Not wanting that, you turned around and began to retreat back to where you came.

You stepped a few times in another direction until you felt something wrap around one of your legs and yank you back. You stagger, kicking away whatever caught onto your leg. It was a bit tough, but you managed to get it away. You make a face of disgust. It didn't feel like kelp or seaweed. In fact, it felt just like those slimy rocks.

Before you can attempt to take another step again, the unknown appendage finds its way back and wraps around your other leg. You yelp, kicking away at it. But this time, it didn't budge. Instead, you felt its grasp become tighter. You struggle and kick, still finding that your efforts are useless. You take a moment to catch your breath, moving your arms a little to help your head stay above the water. Seizing this chance, another similar unknown appendage coils around your other leg, now making both legs unable to move.

You panic, now making your arms work double to try to get you out of there and move closer to shore. But the more you try to swim away, the more the slimy appendages drag you away, deeper and deeper until your head is fully submerged into the water. Your arms struggle to move, much less help your head reach air. You open your eyes under the water to see what exactly was dragging you into the water. Two glowing light blue tendrils that looked almost see-through were what had a hold of your legs. They were both wrapped tightly around your calves and reaching just above your knees, but the most important thing you realized was that they had felt the same kind of slimy feeling that you got when you touched the rocks. Your eyes widened. They weren't rocks.

They're tentacles.

While you were distracted, two more tentacles latch onto your wrists, seizing any movement completely. No matter how much you tried to fight back, it wasn't long before your strength had left you and you couldn't hold your breath any longer.

You feel lightheaded, and your immediate thoughts are that you're going to die. But to your surprise, the tentacles move your arms up to the surface for you to breathe again. You cough, trying to get all the water out of your system. You feel another tentacle slip onto your back and rub it gently, as if trying to soothe you through your coughing. When you're done, the tentacles drag you away again, making sure to keep your head above the water but occasionally making water splash into your mouth anyway. Not even a minute away, you reach a stone cavern near the shore. Somehow, you noticed that the cave still managed to be deep enough for your legs to not reach the bottom.

The tentacles prop you up against the wall where there's a small ledge of rock for you to sit on. Pinning your arms above you, the tentacles begin to rearrange themselves. One keeps your wrists bound above your head while two of them spread your legs apart. You whine and squirm, hating the feeling of the slimy tentacles against your skin. The tentacles tighten their hold on you just as they did before, and it makes it much harder for you to move much at all. To make things worse, a thicker tentacle appears near you and slithers its way under your clothes, and you gasp as it slowly runs up your waist and eventually wrapping itself securely around your chest. With your arms, legs, and torso bound, you can't move anything but your head.

Just then, the water surrounding you begins to make little bubbles and ripples in the water. When you look down, you watch in horror as what looks to be about ten more tentacles emerge from the water, all light blue and glowing and semi-transparent. Something else you notice though is that they all varied in size. The tentacles approach you slowly, and you almost scream. One tentacle shoves itself into your mouth, preventing any loud sounds to come out from you. The only sound that could be heard was your muffled yells and screams.

While you screamed and tried to call for help, the other tentacles began to wrap themselves around your body, rubbing and caressing any skin they could touch. They poked and prodded at your clothes, eventually deciding on their own to rip them off you. You jolt at the sound of your clothes being torn apart, terrified of the strength of the tentacles that have you in their grasp. A small gust of wind brushes against your newly bare body, and you shudder and struggle, trying anything to squirm away. While you were focused on struggling, a tentacle wraps itself around your dick. Slowly but surely, it starts to squeeze gently and cover your whole length as it hardens. Tears prick in your eyes, your moans muffled by the tentacle in your mouth. The tentacle around your member kept a slow and steady pace for you, then went faster the more you moaned.

Another tentacle caught your eye when you looked down, and your eyes widened as you watched it breach your entrance. It pushed itself inside you with some difficulty. You felt a burning in your lower body as you felt the tentancle inch its way inside you. Spurts of milky white cum dripped from your dick as you moaned and sobbed, tears falling as your muffled wails echoed the cavern. Your cum spread on your thighs and knees, and some of the rock you were positioned on had drops of your cum too. The tentacle wrapped around your dick didn't stop moving, but it slowed down jerking you off so you could adjust to the tentacle entering your tight hole. After you've adjusted, every tentacle surrounding you, inside you, wrapped tightly around you, moved in a way that you could only feel pleasure. It started of slow, but even when it barely sped up, you came a second time. Then a third time. By the fourth you felt like you were going to pass out.

Unbeknownst to you, whenever you came, the tentacles gradually got thicker in size and grew slightly in length. By now you were practically choking on the tentacle playing with your tongue while you were fucked senseless by a tentacle thicker than your own cock down below. The sensation was unlike anything you've ever felt. Pleasure and pain mixed together and blurred so much you couldn't tell which was which anymore.

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You're unsure of how much time had passed, but the brighter the tentacles became, the darker the cavern was. You must've been fucked for an hour, maybe two, maybe more. The relentless poking and prodding being done to your body, the choking and rubbing and squeezing and pounding, the way you twitched and went limp only to be jolted awake again for a hundredth round... it was too much. It was so much you felt you could die. But it felt so good. No, it felt too good. It was too much, you wanted to cry out. It's all too much.

It was completely dark. Or at least it would've been if the tentacles in and around you didn't glow. They were so bright in the stark contrast of dark that you could see the tentacle in your hole pumping in and out, reaching your prostate almost every time. Your body felt sticky and slimy all over, and you're not sure if it's because of how much you came or if it's the tentacles' fault. You were too exhausted to care, too out of it. Your mind became mush and at some point the tentacle in your mouth removed itself, joining inside your ass with the tentacle who was already in there. How both of them fit inside you, you couldn't be sure.

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You've passed out and woken up and came and cried multiple times in one night, and eventually you just blacked out completely, not waking no matter how much the tentacles pumped into you or rubbed you or squeezed you. You were completely down for the count until you woke up the next morning.

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When your eyes finally opened, you felt as though you wanted to go back to sleep. You were still positioned on the rocky ledge in the cavern, but your hands were to your sides instead of being pinned above your head. You felt sore all over and felt almost heavy. You looked down and found that your body, as well as the rock ledge you were on, was completely covered, practically soaked, in milky white cum.

The tentacles had left you. You were left naked and covered in your own cum. You felt yourself on the verge of passing out again, and when you heard the shout of someone familiar, you close your eyes once again for just one more nap. The familiar voice rumbled in your ears, growing louder and sounding more panicked as it got closer. You didn't register any of their words. You fell asleep.

[loousir]

[Werewolf] Mine.

Kinktober Day 2: Rut/Marking

Male Werewolf x Male Reader

Leon

Notes/Warnings: Rut, medication for said rut mentions, biting, rough, bottom reader, not sure what else to warn about

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The quiet sounds from the TV filled the quiet living room as you enjoyed your usual morning drink, trying to wake up so you could enjoy your weekend. Your boyfriend had gone out to do early morning shopping, right when all the stores opened. You knew it was getting close to his rut but you didn't expect him to come home early, nearly scaring the soul out of you. "Leon, are you ok?" You asked, watching as he rushed to the bedroom. Things could be heard falling as he frantically looked for something. "Babe, what's wrong?" You asked, growing ever more concerned. "Its here." He growled, still rummaging around for something. You tried the door handle only to feel it was locked. Using a coin, you unlocked the door and peaked in. Leon whipped his head towards you, his pupils dialated as he tried to keep his breathing steady.

"Please, where are they?" He asked, referring to the meds he took to keep his rut at bay. "I thought you were out? Didn't you have a prescription to pick up today?" You asked, still partially using the door as a shield, having never had to really go through a rut with him before. "Ugh fuck!" He growled, smacking his face in his hands as he hunched over. You hadn't seen him in rut but from what he told you, he gets very, very rough. "Fuck..." He panted out, doing his best to keep himself in check for the sake of both of you. He didn't want to do something to put you off but little did he know, you liked it rough.

You stepped into the room, revealing yourself to him, making his eyes widen. "Don't, please just, I'll take care of this myself." He said, trying to keep himself away from you. You approached him regardless and pulled him in for a hug. He was shaking. His quick breaths calmed down as he hesitantly wrapped his arms around you. "You sure you can handle this?" He asked, making you nod. Leon walked the two of you over to the bed, pushing you back against the plush sheets. You could feel him shifting, letting his instincts take over as his body grew and changed into his werewolf form. His clothes ripped and fhe tattered pieces fell from his limbs. He was one of the few who's face more so resembled his human form.

The sharp claws he had gripped at your hips, tempting to rip the pants right off your legs. You quickly stripped of your shirt but Leon's hips pinning your own kept you locked in place. "You smell so good..." He growled, pulling your pants off, having some form of restraint. You could feel his cock rubbing up against yours. It made you breathless, squirming for his touch. He loved it, seeing you desperately grab at his shoulders, begging for more. "You want me fuck you baby?" He teased, hands moving up to grab at your chest, claws barely digging into your skin as he pinched and pulled at your sensitive buds. "Yeah... Please..." You whined, making him grin. He leaned down and pulled you into a kiss. Leon grabbed your wrist and pulled your hand up to his mouth. He suckdd on your fingers, getting them wet before guiding your hand to your own hole. "Stretch for me..." He said, not wanting to risk injury by opening you himself.

You blushed more if possible and nodded, slipping one finger in, then two. You wanted him so badly. Even though he hadn't even don't much foreplay, you just wanted him to fuck you. Something about his rut turned you on so much. "Fuck Leon please..." You begged quickly, back arching up, hole aching for his cock. Leon chuckled and pulled your hand away. "Be patient..." He said, moving down so that your hips were in line with his face. "I wanna taste you first." He growled out, going in and eating you out without hesitation. Your back arched again, cock twitching at the sensation. "Oh fuck!" You moaned out, hands moving down to grip at his hair. Leon practically made out with your hole, slipping his tongue in as far as he could when he could.

"Leon please!" You begged him again, his eyes flicking up to you, hearing the desperation in your tone. Without saying anything, he flipped you over onto your hands and knees, but continued to eat you out. His hands gripped at your ass, claws, again, digging in a bit. After another couple minutes of him making you whimper and moan, he pressed himself against you again. "You ready baby?" He asked, knowing all too well how much you craved it. "Y-yes... Please Leon..." That was all it took for him to push in, gliding in easily at first. His cock was much bigger in his werewolf form, something that you were partially expecting. Your hands gripped at the sheets as Leon pushed in, stopping when you needed it. "Please keep going." You whispered out, causing his ears to perk as he slowly thrust in and out, making sure you were really ready for what was about to come.

As his pace picked up, his thrusts got harder, and harder, until he was slamming into you. His claws dug into your skin as he gripped your hips. "You're so soft inside..." He said, leaning down next to your ear. Leon leaned into your neck and started to kiss at it, leaving gentle nips along the way. All you could do was writhe and moan, completely at his mercy. At some point, your concept of time had faded and you solely focused on the pleasure your boyfriend was giving you. The fur on his chest and stomach tickling your back as you felt his strong thighs smacking against you with each thrust. His own pants and moans were growing desperate, a sign he was reaching his climax.

"Cum inside! Please!

[sleep-0-deprived]

plz could you write a sub!colby brock x fem!reader

Im sorry but this is a x male reader blog so therefore I don’t do anything x female reader, also I’m Amab so I don’t think I can do any of the female readers any justice like the x female reader blogs do :(

[noahjuy]

Masterlist

Heavens official blessing, Hua Cheng.

Adam | M!OC!Policeman x M!Reader!Mafia

Life-threatening [In development]

Davis | M!OC!Mafia x M!Reader!Student

Bullet in gesture [In development]

Caspian | M!OC!Prince x M!Reader!Commoner

In the world of surroundings [In development]

Caerus | M!OC!Emperor x M!Reader!Commoner

No Pity Required

Evan, Victor | M!Main x M!Reader!Demon x M!Bodyguard

Deceived the demon - Prologue [In development]

I accept orders.

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#Noah : ๑ ˚ ͙۪۪̥◌ ⌨꒱

[bl4ckorch1d]

SHACKLE // Buckthorne Woods

Male Naga OC / GN! Reader

1.5k Words || AO3

Slight horror themes.

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The forest was almost deadly silent, an oddity for such a usually lively place. One place once visited by many turned abandoned acres. Though it wasn’t a mystery, the nation needed a specific place for the things they deemed ‘unsightly’ for their aesthetic modernized cities. It seemed not even the birds wanted to stick around, not wanting to become prey to either fangs or claws. 

Buckthorne Woods, a name known by many and feared just the same. It only seemed like a few years ago until the humans decided ‘monsters’ can’t roam free on their own free will anymore. Almost seems like they got bored of fighting themselves and moved on to a different area of the food tree. While the woods were certainly one of the largest in the nation, it still was nowhere near big enough to hold every ‘monstrosity’ that roamed the land; their population almost became cut in half due to this. Not much of a chance for a bloom either, while the forest dwellers stay among their own types and don’t fight with each other over land, most refuse to bring a child into such a hate-filled world. Some kinds are becoming almost extinct; mostly the less humanoid they look, the lesser their number is. 

A waterfall was all that truly broke the silence in this specific part of the forest, a beautiful sight almost no one will ever know exists. All that accompanied other than the lush forest greens was a small opening to a cavern, only lit by the sun shining into it.

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The water rippled against the paddles that ran through it, a canoe accompanied by a lone fisher. Setting your canoe under light shading, between the endless green that surrounded your figure. With the paddle set aside, you are in high hopes for fish above the average. With your dominant hand gripping your fishing pole, in a single swoop, you swing the line into the water. A small splash accompanied the bobber as it broke the surface tension of the water. The rays of the sun crack through the open spaces of shade, your skin embracing the slight heat. Eyes steady for any slight pull, you sit there tense. A slight tug on the pole, “Finally, a bite.” you hum to yourself. As you go to start reeling in, your body suddenly drags forward, slamming at the edge of the canoe almost tipping over. You try balancing yourself all while whatever was hooked squirmed around violently in the water, splashing and sending slight waves in all directions. Stubbornly, you began pulling back in panic and hurry, but all this action resulted in was a loud snap. Your back harshly hits the bottom of the canoe, as it sways from side to side. “Damn it”, you thought to yourself, “Should have brought spares.”, as you looked down at the snapped pole.

  At this point, your only goal was to find your way home after that experience. The river only went in one direction, and you swore you remembered which way you came from. So why did it feel so ominously wrong? Paddling through the water, you had expected to find the subtle tracks you left behind to get back out of the forest. The endless overgrown verdure shielded most of your view, but you could hear the heavy sound of water crashing against itself. You knew at that moment that you were completely lost. Your phone was rendered useless without an ounce of service, and the map you brought was drenched from the fishing disaster. The idea of making it back seemed like a pipe dream. It was late evening, and by the time you could even make it back to your fishing spot, the forest would be enveloped by complete darkness. Heading on towards the sound of the water, your eyes were met with an enchanting sight. A waterfall with almost crystal clear water in the pool below it, the scene looked straight out of a magazine. Looking past the constant pouring, there was a cavern hidden slightly beside the falls. Seemed to be your last resort for a place to reside. Paddling on, you dock your canoe as close to the cavern as you can without it getting completely flooded. Grabbing any salvageable supplies, you adventure forward to the mouth of the cavern. 

Nothing seems odd at first glance, a few spiders with their webs seem to be the only company you’ll have tonight. You drop your bag only a few feet into the cavern, far enough to be protected from the elements but close enough to still see outside. The cavern seemed to split into many tunnels further along and that just seemed like a horrible idea to adventure in your current state. Luckily your small blanket had survived the onslaught of water, a small comfort in your hellish predicament. If it wasn’t for the bed of rocks you laid on, you could almost trick yourself into thinking the waterfall was a sound machine when you shut your eyes.

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Pains shot up your left leg, and you could feel the bile burning in the back of your throat as you lurched awake. Your eyes water as you lose the fight against your nausea. Choking as the last bit of bile makes it out of your mouth. Reaching for your backpack so you can fish out your thermostat to rid the aftertaste of vomit. Instead of the bag, your hand meets straw. You aren’t where you fell asleep. Panic rises in your system as you notice your left leg has swollen like a balloon and the leg beside it has a glistening silver shackle around it.  

You try to make sense of the rest of your surroundings. You seem to be at a dead end of one of the tunnels you spotted earlier. A small fire lights the area with the smoke billowing out into a tiny hole within the wall. If that hole led outside, it seems it is still night. You can’t spot your bag anywhere in the room, there wasn’t much of anything other than the small straw bed you laid upon and the small fire. Oh, and of course the shackle around your ankle that seemed to glisten as it taunted you. Yanking on it seemed to only deliver more pain to the opposite leg as you slightly moved. The chain connected to it was rooted deep into the cave wall, you’d need a jackhammer to even hope to remove it. 

Seems like you really should have listened to all the warning signs you saw at the entrance of the forest, instead of delusionally hoping no harm would have come to you. Now you lay prisoner to some mystery creature. Yelling seemed pointless as no other humans would be anywhere near the entrance of the cavern, and you couldn’t tell how deep you were into it. The noise would also likely attract whatever trapped you, but that almost seemed better than willowing alone in pain. So, you did as any white girl would do in a cheesy horror film and yelled out, “Is anybody there?” . . . A weird mix of relief and disappointment washed over you as silence was your only response. Not even the slightest rustle, only the crackling of embers. 

A sigh escaped your lips, almost masking the slight foreign noise just outside from where you could see. Nausea hits like a typhoon once you lay eyes on who you guessed to be your captor. A naga male, he could almost be mistaken for a model if it wasn’t for the tail that replaced where legs would be. “The rabbit finally awakens I see.” A silky deeper voice, one that overenunciated its s’ by quite a bit. His tan upper half shifted as he went to throw the sticks into the dying fire. Once he moved closer you could finally get a good look at him, his snake side resembling a ‘tiger snake’ with the black and yellow banding. A sharp jawline matched, with sharp golden brown eyes. Black hair tied messily into a bun. Could be worse, much better than some smelly goblin at least.  Your internal monologue was disrupted as he moved to you, getting closer to your swollen leg. “Suprised it hasn’t turned purple yet.” He let out a snide hiss as he poked it, his smile widening as you whimpered out in pain. “But don’t worry, it’s only been mere hours. It’ll swell much more by morning.” A prideful huff as those sharp eyes glanced down at you. He was obviously mocking you, and you could only grit your teeth in response. His hand swatting at you, “No need for that, I’m not going to let it get that bad dear.” The tone made him seem so condescending that you wouldn’t be surprised if he bit you again, right in the same puncture wounds. “Now, give me a second, don’t go anywhere!” . . . Maybe a goblin would have been better. His form quickly slithers out of the area leaving nothing but the sounds of embers once again.

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[just-some-trans-nobody]

Naga boyfriend head cannons

Gender neutral reader

Warnings:light NSFW, brief mention of kink choking, biting, mentions of eating rodents, snakes

Minors Don't Interact!

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You are his personal heater I'm sorry I don't make the rules. Your body is warm and he wants that warm. It's a bonus that it comes from you, he loves you.

Ha you have cold hands? So does he don't worry about it.

Oh you have warm hands? Let him hold them. Hold his face in your hands he will melt into them this poor touch starved man.

At the start of the relationship he couldn't stand you touching him. It wasn't that he hated when you touched him oh no no no he absolutely loves when you touch him. He's just scared he's not used to being touched so gently before and he's terrified that he'll hurt you with his large size and not realize it. It doesn't help that once he started to get sexual feelings for you everytime you touched hin turned him on. Your pinkie could have lightly grazed his shoulder and he would hve grown aroused.

Further into the relationship he knows how much you can handle you and will absolutely man handle you. You'll be walking past him and he'll use his tail to swoop you in so he can cuddle you. He still gets turned on real easy but it's more tame now. Doesn't mean he won't be tame when having sex though.

Home boy is kinky will choke you if your also into and biting is a must. If it's agreed too and he's not venomous he'd love to bite you, really sink his fangs in. There will be times you'll be completely wrapped up in his tail will he fucks you.

If you manage to top him he'll be leaning on his own tail draped out on it begging and panting. He didn't know he could be so sensitive before.

Times he's being a grumpy pants he'll snap right out of it if told you'd top him. Instant good mood.

Whenever it gets even slightly cold he's super clingy. Will do grabby hands at you until you set down whatever your working on and come cuddle him.

Owns 700 heating blanket, hope one or both of you have a good paying job cause the electric bill is oit if this world.

Don't insult him by offering to feed him mice or rats thats gross. Guinea pigs have more meat on them any way. Just give him a BLT you weirdo he eats normal foods.

Hates broccoli though. Introduce him to cheesy broccoli and it's a whole new ball park for him.

Will be so confused on why you have a pet reptile, doesn't see the appeal.

Pet snake you say? Your mistake that's your guys child. Will refer to as himself as dad when talking to the snake.

"Now Junior be a good boy for dad and let me change out your water. Junior? Junior please get out of your water... Yes I see you blowing bubbles it's very cute."

The snakes name isn't junior he just keeps calling him junior.

Will get himself a shirt saying number one dad and wear it any time he picks the snake up.

Loves soaking in the tub, join him he'll love it.

He'll wash your hair and die from bliss if you wash his it feels so good.

Shedding is a cranky embarrassing time for him please be patient he's feeling very uncomfortable. If it's early in the relationship he won't want you near him, it's not you it's him he's not comfortable enough to have anyone bear him during this vulnerable time. If it is further into the relationship he'll be more comfortable with you being around him but just don't get to close to him, just be there for emotional support. Now if the relationship is a good amount of years in he'll act all spoiled asking you to peal his shed off for him after he soaked for a few hours at the least. He'll get all whinny and clingy demanding cuddles and snacks.

Bundling in a ball with way to many heated blankets on, this man is a fire hazard. Fire men hate him.

Can't cook for shit. Will order every meal out if you let him. Hates doing the dishes but he's good at vacuuming and dusting. Likes tidying up, not a fan of messes. He'll make sure he does his fair share of the chores and if he sees your having a bad day he'll take on more chores. Will buy your your favorite foods and snacks in hopes of making you feel better.

[vyloy]

i am so fucking desperate for johan x readers bro specifically male reader ☹ headcannons with johan x m! reader pretty pleasee

100 Followers Event

Johan Liebert,ヨハン・リーベルト x Male reader

Fujoshis and Minors dni, you will be blocked

Tw: obsession, possessiveness, sex on campus

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-Now, Johan is not the type to fall in love, more like is the type to obsess over something or someone.

-Everything was falling into place, his plan of committing the perfect suicide was almost finished, he was going to be gone from this world, he-

-Oh a college student...A hot one.

-He met you on accident that's for sure, but the moment he saw you, he felt euphoric, he felt tied to you in a way, he cant live without you now that he knows you exist

-He has a lot of charm, anyone who has seen and interacted with him would believe that he was an angel, his soft voice, his demeanor, his appearance, they were angel-like

-You did get this impression at first

-He was an angel when you first saw and interacted with Johan

-But overtime, this changed, he was no longer an angel, his actions towards you seemed aggressive

-You could be talking to a friend ,get too close to them and Johan would be there pulling your hand away from that friend while talking as if he coincidentally just got there

-He started to show up in your classes for no apparent reason, he would say he moved classes as he needed to take the classes, it all checked out

-He started to talk to you a lot, during lunch, after school and even during classes

-You began to develop feelings for the so called perfect man

-Eventually, you confessed, to say he was thrilled was an understatement, he didnt have to do anything, just had to get close to you

-Dates with Johan would contain of cafes and library dates, occasionally fancy restaurants

-He was a loving and caring boyfriend who loved every part of you

-But he had a dark side, a very dark one you came to know

-Despite everything he was and did, you stayed, you didnt have anyone else due to his connections

Nsfw

-Johan isn't gentle, far from that when it comes to sex

-he pounds like a wild animal, ravanging your insides

-He only ever goes gentle when he wants to torture you, he knows you love it rough, when he pounds without mercy

-He loves your little hole, using it after a day of getting away from Tenma's attempts of executing him, as a reward, your hole is always ready for him, no matter the time and occasion , you could be in class for all he cares, he'll pull you out of class and fuck you in the corridor.

-It's no surprise he is big in size and length, he is perfect afterall

-He was probably your first and will be your last

You were were studying in class when suddenly your lecture was interrupted by someone.

"Excuse me professor ", the man says smiling innocently, "Yes, Mr Liebert?", the professor answers, his tone having changed into a happier one just by the presence of Johan, the once dead silent room filled with whispers,

"Do you think i have a chance?"

"That's the guy who is respected?lame!"

"He's so dreamy"

"Ahem, can you all stay silent for a moment?", the professor hit his ruler on the desk, getting everyone's attention,

"If it's not much to ask, may i borrow Mr L/N for a moment?", Johan asks the professor before looking at you with a sinister smirk

"Of course, you can borrow him however long you want, we don't have a lot of material to cover today",

with that, you were swept away by Johan as your classmates watched in both awe and jealousy.

As soon as you reached the corridor, you were pinned to the wall, everyone was having classes so it was unlikely anyone would spot you unless someone looks from the windows, "I'm pent up, darling", that petname...that damned petname always got you going, he started to caress your backside, "i want to stick my cock..", his fingers trail to your hole through the fabric, "here~", his other hand lifting up your chin.

By now, you two had been getting it on for an hour, your legs already gave up on you and they wraped around Johan's waist ,letting his cock reaching your deepest parts, "ah, you're so hot y/n~", "you're all mine, nobody else's", "let me see that pretty face of yours", "stay with me until the end.."

His words affected you so much, you loved the words that spilled out of his sweet mouth, his eyes looked into yours with pure love and lust, ah, guess he isn't a monster, afterall, monsters can't feel love.

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Taglist: @ohdearalatus @secretivemessenger

I'm so sorry for being hours late, i've been on holiday these past few days

[datenightfright]

Hello! Monster Hunter Sunbreak related question; Do you have any headcanons for a female Malzeno x Male hunter?

Like all monsters, your Malzeno is protective as fuck.

Hope you like the heat, I don't think your mate will be willing to relocate for you.

The good news is, despite the heat, you're now a creature of night. So you never have to feel the sun's full rays again if you don't want to.

You would think you were lucky that she doesn't drain you of your entire essence, but there are some days where you feel more fatigued than usual.

She will never drain you entirely though.

If she does go overboard, she takes care of you. Making a nest so that your comfortable, watching over you, being quiet so you can get some sleep.

She loves to spoil you rotten. She gifts you a lot of trinkets.

Mind you, she gifts you a lot of what she considers trinkets. That means bones, dead animals, one time there was a branch.

She's not much of a cuddle, but she doesn't like snout smooches, so give her tons of those.

Probably one of the only monsters that likes cooked meat.

Again, like all monsters, she has a mating cycle, but unlike most, it's rare, once every couple of years.

When you're sleeping, she loves nuzzling you. She already thinks you're utterly darling, but when you can't see her be all soft and mushy is when she loves giving you affection. You both pretend she doesn't know you're awake for midday cuddles.

[thelurchinghound]

𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙸𝚗𝚏𝚘

➥𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝙸 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎

Yes:

✯Male, Nb, and trans reader ��Fluff, angst, smut ✯Both female oc x reader, male oc x reader, and T4T stuff ✯Top and bottom reader

✯Exophilia/teratophilia

✯Almost all monsters

✯Threesomes

✯Yandere content

✯Non-con/Dub-con (to an extent)

✯Literally most kinks (no scat)

✯Blood, gore, etc.

✯Only fandom I'll do is dol (Degrees of Lewdity)

✯Monster x monster!y/n, monster x human!y/n, human x monster!y/n, human x human!y/n, yandere x y/n, yandere x yandere!y/n, etc.

No:

✯Pedophilia

✯Zoophilia

✯Fandoms

✯Age play

✯Female readers (if you are a fem aligned and want to request you can request a gn reader!)

Fucking favorite kinks: ✯Yandere/Obsessive Behaviors ✯Exophilia/Teratophilia ✯CNC ✯Breeding ✯Urine Marking/Scent Marking ✯Biting ✯Somnophilia ✯Pet Play ✯Femdom ✯Size Difference ✯Cock Warming ✯Hypnotizaton ✯Corruption

➥𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢: 𝙾𝚙𝚎𝚗

Current works in progress:

✯ Yandere non-con smut (request)

✯ Rose & Dylan pt.2

✯ Rose & Dylan drabble

✯ Damian x sub! werewolf reader

✯Cain x butler reader

[mythological1creatures]

https://docs.google.com/document/d/11jbnsZ7J7GofYnvqhbqd5WmboZ_myZ063Ms2eAhX0Oc/edit

Good news the doc full of monster stories is done! Ofc I’ll keep adding to it randomly but there is also a link added on the doc where you can request sexualities, monsters, situations, etc to be added due to popular request.

[loousir]

[Orc] More than meets the eye

Kinktober Day 1: Muscles/Body Mods

Larek

Male Orc x Male Reader

Notes/Warnings: Piercings all over (🍌 included), lemon, smut, muscle touching, chest sucking, top for bottom, bottom reader, Larek is bigger than you regardless of your size for plot purposes, did I mention piercings?

Masterlist

If you like my work, please consider reblogging!

Sorry I'm late to kinktober, will work on catching up! All of these will be probably be short, please forgive 🙏

Every day, you would see him outside working. Larek was one of few Orcs who lived in your village. His primary job was working as a guard. In his free time, he would chop wood and help build housing for newcomers or those who needed it. He was quiet and his face may have that typical scary Orc look, he was sweet to everyone he met. And especially sweet to you. You weren't sure why but you didn't mind the attention even though there were others who you felt would be better suited for him. Today you did your usual 'gawk at the towns hottie' but you didn't realize he had been noticing you and intentionally flexed his muscles a little more than usual.

It made you blush every time he did, much to his delight. After watching him for a little while, longer, you decided you should probably go do your shopping for the day. At least before it starts to get busy. Dressing in comfortable but casual clothes, you slipped your shoes on, grabbed your basket and keys, and made your way out into the market. Your eyes scanned over all the fresh fruits and veg the vendors had to offer, picking the best of the best. Little had you realized, Larek had decided he would join you on your early morning pick up. You were thanking a young vendor when you turned around without looking, bumping into his chest. "Oh, I'm sorry-" You said quickly, looking up to the man. "Ah L-Larek, good morning!" You said, stepping back as a blush crossed your cheeks. He chuckled.

"Good morning to you too. How are you?" He asked, leaning down just a bit to look at you. You couldn't help but smile and shrug. "Same as always." You said with a small chuckle, finally looking back up to him. Larek smiled and held his hand out. "I'd like to join you, let me carry that." He said, bluntness being his specialty. "Are you sure?" You asked softly, grabbing the basket like you were about to give it to him. He insisted and nodded. "It'd be my pleasure." You were convinced by his smile and telling gaze, handing him the basket that had grown quite heavy. Of course, he carried it like it was nothing. "I still have a few more things to pick up if that's ok." You said, glancing away again as Larek placed himself besides you. "That's alright. I'll help you finish up."

You couldn't help but smile more at his kindness, wanting to find a way to repay him. You were never one to take without giving back. While you picked up the last few things you needed, you spotted a pumpkin cart that had just came in. "Could I grab a couple of those? I wanna make a pie." You asked, making Larek chuckle. "Its your gold, why ask me?" He questioned, making you blush softly as he lead the two of you over to the cart. "Well you're already carrying so much..." Larek just chuckled again. "What's a couple pumpkins to the mix? Worried I can't carry it?" He teased, making you flustered and him just smile at your response. "Get the ones you want. I'll be ok." He reassured, making you nod. He was very smooth with his words and you couldn't help but do as he told you. You picked the best pie pumpkins to which he easily carried with the arm that didn't have the basket.

With a small thank you and payment to the vendor, the two of you made the trip back to your home. You unlocked the door and let Larek in first. He walked straight to the kitchen and you stopped to slip your shoes off and lock the front door again. "Could you set them on the counter-!" Larek had already set them down and was disturbingly quiet for his size. He cut you off by sweeping you off your feet, holding you up with ease. "You're lighter than the groceries." He said, slipping his shoes off as well while you just blushed and held on tight. "Why did you do that..?" You asked, making Larek chuckle as he just carried you around. "You must not have noticed my advances towards you?" He questioned more than stated.

"Your what?" You asked, pulling back to look at him. The look in his eyes was a bit sad but his face otherwise. "No... I, I didnt." You said softly, admiring his strong features. Larek smiled, "Well... I'm, very, interested in you." He said, hands moving to hold you up by your thighs. You inhaled sharply and blushed more, unable to hide it from him. His hands were large and well worn, yet delicate as if he squeesed too hard, you would shatter. "I know you watch me in the mornings." He said, locking eyes with you, keeping your attention on him. "Do you like men with bug muscles?" He asked, already knowing the answer. You nodded, making him tilt his head a bit. "Where's your room?" You pointed to the slightly ajar door that led to your bedroom. "Wait are we-?" Larek didn't let you finish when he set you on the bed.

"Stay there." He said lowly, making you shiver at the tone. Larek slowly unbuttoned his shirt, making sure you were watching him the whole time. The lower he got, the more that was exposed. Even though you could appreciate a gut, he didn't have any signs of one. His abs and chest were solid, pure muscle. Lareks hands carefully slipped the fabric off his shoulders and arms, letting it fall to the floor. His orcish tattoos stood out against his olive green skin. You had never seen him without a shirt and the tattoos made him way more attractive to you. It was obvious when it came to his ears and nose piercing but what really got you going was seeing that he had nipple piercings too. "Good gods..." You panted out, a tent already starting to form in your pants.

Larek grinned and untied his belt, pulling it out and dropping it to the floor with his shirt. He beckoned you over and you followed, slipping off the bed to stand in front of him. He looked down at you, the same grin still lining his lips. He took your hands and placed them on his abs. "Go on. You're getting a first hand look at the things you've been watching for so long." He said lowly as you looked up to him with wide eyes. Since you were invited to, you ran your hands all over. Starting from his abs, trailing up to his ribs, then just under his chest. Your breath caught when you looked back up to him again to see him biting his bottom lip. "Keep going..." He purred, voice rubbing through his chest. You reached up and grabbed his chest. It was softer than you anticipated but you loved how big and muscular it was. He moaned when you squeezed them before moving to pinch and pull at his pierced nipples.

"Yeah... Just like that..." He said, licking his lips as he watched you feel him up. You couldn't help yourself, almost as if you were getting pulled in. You found your mouth connecting to his chest, sucking on the perky bud, rolling the piercing over your tongue. Larek moaned again and grabbed the back of your neck, holding on to keep you close, forcing you to suck at his chest. His other hand pulled you in, pressing your body against his. You could feel the bulge in his pants pressing against you. 'Fuck he's big' you thought, Larek pulling you away only to switch you to the other side. Your eyes rolled closed as his other hand slipped itself in your pants to grope at your ass.

Once Larek seemed satisfied, he pulled you away and made you face him. "Take them off." He was referring to his own pants and briefs, which were growing ever tighter as he continued to get hard. You nodded and looked up to him as you slowly unbuttoned his pants, delicate fingers slipping under the wristband, pulling them down to his ankles. Larek stepped out of them and kicked them to the pile of clothes he had made. "Almost there." He whispered, watching as you slowly slipped his brief down as well, his hard cock bouncing to display. "Holy fuck..." You whispered, seeing that he also had piercings lining the underneath of his shaft. Larek tilted his head at your reaction. "Think you'll be ok?" You eagerly nodded and he grinned again, picking you up and throwing you on the bed. "Good..." He growled, ripping your shirt off. You gasped at the sudden exposure. Thankfully, you didn't like these clothes much anyway as he also ripped your pants off, leaving you in your underwear.

Having this muscle hunk hover over you made your cock drip with pre, already soaking through the fabric that hid your sensitive area. Larek looked up to you to see if this was ok to continue with and you nodded. He leaned down and bit the waistband, pulling them down with his teeth, making you wonder if he's done this before. That thought quickly dissipated when he spread your legs, seating himself between them. He didn't even asked and reached over to your side dresser, instantly finding the lube you stored inside of it. "I knew you were a little perv..." He teased, making you cover your face. Larek chuckled and poured the cool liquid over your entrance, rubbing it in gently.

You were worried you wouldn't be able to take his fingers let alone his cock. "L-Larek... Just, slow please..." You panted out, cock twitching when he flashed a toothy grin. "I'll be gentle." He said, slowly pushing a finger in, making your gasp and close your eyes tight. Larek used his other hand to move your arms away from your face. "Look here." He said, wanting you to look at him again. You slowly opened your eyes and looked up to him, lingering for a moment before trading down to his body and, also, dripping cock. "You turn me on so much..." He spoke in a deep tone, leaning down as he slowly slipped another finger in, making your toes curl. "Larek..!" You moaned out, feeling him stretch your hole. "Almost there..." He said working you open for potentially a third. Larek pulled you in for a kiss, instantly slipping his tongue in to reveal he also has multiple tongue piercings right down the middle. You could never see them but were surprised there was more than one.

"Larek please-" He cut you off with a moan as he slipped a third in, throughly stretching you to make sure you were ready for him. "Please just fuck me already..." You said, cock twitching and dripping, begging to cum. Larek kissed you again as he pulled his fingers out, lubing himself up as he watched you squirm under him. "I'm pushing in now." He said, only taking a second to himself up before he pushed the tip in. He moaned out, hands holding on to your waist as the first of five piercings slipped in. You panted as you tried to relax, wanting to let him push in more. The piercing rubbed against your walls, not enough to hurt but not enough to feel good either. "Keep going..." You begged, arms reaching up to wrap around his neck.

Larek leaned down and let you cling on to him. He slowly pushed in again, one more popping in followed by another not far behind. Two more left and he'll be all the way. You already felt so full but wanted to take all of him. With a nod, Larek pushed himself all the way in. You moaned and throw your head back, having him all the way really filled you out. "Fuck..." You whimpered as he kissed at your collarbone. "I'm gonna start slow." He said, slowly pulling himself out before pushing back in. The feeling of the piercings turned it up to a twelve as he started to fuck you. "Oh gods... Oh fuck please..." You moaned out, begging him to go faster and harder. Larek picked up his pace, pressing your face into his chest again, squeezing it between his pecks.

"Fuck... We barely started and I'm already getting close..." He admitted. You felt a wave of pleasure knowing that your turned him on that much. "Me too." You mumbled out, voice muffled slightly as he fucked into you. Larek moaned lowly as he edged closer and closer. As soon as he got close, he started to stroke you as well, wanting to cum together. You moaned out as he finally touched your aching dick. "Fuck!" He groaned out, pulling out and stroking himself, finishing by shooting his load all over your thighs and ass. His other hand tensing and stroking your to your own orgasm. Your eyes rolled closed again as your climaxed, cumming all over both your stomachs. Larek fell to the side of you, panting softly as he pulled you close. "That was fucking good..." He said, a pleasure look plastered on his face. You smiled and nodded, biting your lip as you kissed at his chest and collarbone.

"Think you have enough energy for a few more rounds? I'm still hard as a rock..."

[sleep-0-deprived]

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