#monsterlover asks

[silken-moonlight]

okay, here me out :

a seductive vampire women, who likes to get men to “hook up” at her place, pretend she’s gonna give a blowjob but actually bite and feed off of his dick (bonus points if she kills them from blood loss, maybe collecting some for later)

do either of you this what you will (though, idea would be she meets a female reader who she actually falls in love with and tries to get in a real relationship with)

I love this. My mind is wild about this. Lets get into it:

Female Vampire Seductress x female human reader

Warning: Mention of violence, sexual assault and murder. Abusive language

Don't like, don't read. Mdni as usual.

Lethia was a huntress. She loved the chase, the rip, and the thrill of a kill. It was in her nature, in her genes, since she was a vampire. Turned around 110 years ago, in her mid-twenties, she had always been the life of every party she attended. She was popular in vampire circles and clubs, with friends all over the world and constantly changing partners of any species. Lovers for a night, strangers in the morn.

Lethia had a special way to feed and hunt...Walking into clubs, catching the attention of a man who had ill intentions for her. Sometimes they put something in her drink, sometimes they made her drunk and carried her out of the club. Since humans were unaware of the existence of vampires, it was easy. Like this, Lethia got to kill someone who was human scum and saved some other girls by doing that. Sometimes she chased them when she bared her teeth, sometimes she just attacked them and drained the men, sometimes she felt mean and bit their dick off, spitting it infront of them and letting them bleed out when she didn't feel like drinking their blood. All of them begged to be merciful, yet none of them were merciful when the situation had been switched.

She has made a Sport out of it, using the Internet and nasty Forums to find the worst men in her city. Currently she was hunting a man named Dave Cornwell. The self proclaimed 'Bitch Rider'. Filming and assaulting the girls, then sharing it with his followers. Tonight, he would be her victim. A grin adorned her face as she found him in the dark club. Currently he was trying to flirt with a girl who looked absolutly uncomfortable to be here and talked to. She slumped over, falling into his arms.

"Sorry..." she slurred, walking quickly away. The man, Dave, followed her. "Hey, babydoll, do you want a free cocktail?" Lethia turned with a big grin. "Yes! Something sweet like me, please." He laughed and slung an arm around her, bringing her to the bar. The bartender mixed them two cocktails. Lethia tried not to scrunch her nose at the disgusting smell of sweat and alcohol coming off him. "Such a pretty thing, are you all alone?" He asked her, his gaze dark and lustful. "Yep, friends left me." Lethia lied, takimg the drink. There was already a drug in it, the barkeeper was in on it. Such things didn't work on Vampires. So she drank it in one go and they went to dance.

After a moment she pretended to become drugged and he carried her out. He carried her into a dark alley and thre her onto the ground:"Such a bitch. Getting caught by the bitch rider." He said and grabber her hair with one hand, unbuckling his belt with the other. Lethia was about to attack him, but a voice disturbed them.

"Hey asshole!" You screamed, walking over, looking so scared vut putting a brave face on. "Take you hands off her! Now!" You yelled, you hands on something little and pink. Lethia saw that it was a taser.

"Two bitches tonight? I am blessed." The man said letting go of Lethia to grab you. But as soon as he was close to you, you tased him. The seemingly little taser was so strong that he fell to the ground. You tased him again so that he stayed down. You heart was running so fast, Lethi could here it from the distance.

"Are you okay?" you asked, looking Lethia up and down. Lethia decided to continue playing along, liking your attention. "No..." she said, looking up at you with her dark doe eyes. "Let's get you somewhere safe," you said and helped her stand up. Lethia clung to you, leaning her head onto your shoulder. "My savior..." she crooned as you walked with her to a car. You looked worried instead of flattered. "This is my car. We're going to sit inside, okay?" you said and put her in the passenger seat before getting in as well and locking the car.

"Can I call someone for you?" you asked while turning on the heat since her skin had been much too cold for you. "No, I'm all alone," she answered, looking at you from the side. "Okay... Then how about I drive you home?" you asked her, still trembling from the scene you had witnessed and the adrenaline from stepping in. You were so afraid your taser wouldn't work. "I would like that. I live on Forwell Street, number 23." You started the car and began to drive. "How do you feel?" you asked her softly, concerned for her. "Better... I think I'm sobering up. I'm Lethia..." she said hesitantly. It wasn't often a girl or somebody had stepped in. It was surely the first time someone was tasered in front of her eyes.

"I'm Y/N." She heard you say as she admired you from the side. You looked over at her and gave her a gentle smile. Her beautiful, curly brown hair was a mess, and the little black dress she wore left little to the imagination. "Do you want something to put over yourself? You must be freezing," you asked. Lethia nodded, hoping you would give her a hoodie of yours. You smelled so good to her; she loved your perfume. "Grab behind you. I have a hoodie there." She did that, grabbing the desired hoodie from the back row and putting it on. It smelled like you and looked so wonderful on her. Little butterflies fluttered around in her chest. You were so cute and caring.

You arrived at her home, helping her out of the car. "Can you come with me...please?" She asked and you nodded. You walked her to her apartment in the second floor. She unlocked the door, a very modern and tasteful. "Home sweet home..." She said and you giys walked inside. She slumped on the couch and you sat next to her. She leaned against you, saying softly:"I know its strange but...can you stay the night? I don't want to be alone..." She asked. You were suprised but nodded.

"Yeah no problem, I understand that you don't want to be alone." She smiled an hugged you:"Thank you for saving me..." Lethia whispered, pretending to be all sleepy. "You're tired." She nodded and leaned more against you. "YLets get you make up off the." You said and you guys ealked into the big bathroom. There was so much make up and skincare everywhere. You quickly found some make up remover and washed away her make up, she loved it. The attention was so good, so pure and honest. You cared for her hair, detangling it with a curl comb and putting oil and curl cream in it before braiding it into a loose braid. After that you took of your make up as well.

Lethia rook you into her bedroom, changing infront of you. She wanted your attention and for you to look at her body. You averted your gaze, giving her privacy. Her undead heart beat fast....you were amazing.

It only took a few more moments, she comvinced you to sleep in her bed with her, to realise she wanted to keep you. Now, that she was cuddled up so close to you and safe.

You were safe, you were good - and now she would make your hers.

[monster-disaster]

[chimera] Lord Elohim +1

chimera!Lord Elohim x human!Reader Good to know: smut

Original Request Request: Could you write something smutty with Lord Elohim, pls

“We should be at home before night falls,” Hara says, breaking the silence. His voice mingles with the rhythmic creaking of the wheels as the carriage bounces along the uneven road. The storm from last night has left the path rough and messy, making the journey more challenging than usual.

Your gaze is on the window, following the passing scenery. The landscape is a vast stretch of green field, with occasional buildings dotting the distance close to the horizon. Tall trees line the road. Their thick branches form a canopy overhead, only allowing thin slivers of sunlight to filter through the lush leaves.

“The night is still far away,” you reply with a heavy sigh.

“Are you in a hurry, my wife?” Lord Elohim asks with a smile playing on his lips at your impatience. His sharp canines glint in the dim light. “I didn’t realize I was such dull company.”

Tearing your eyes away from the landscape, you offer your husband a small smile, tinged with a hint of guilt. “Of course not. I’m just… It’s been such a long day, and I really wish for a nice dinner and a comfortable bed.”

He reaches over with his large, paw-like hand to cover yours in a comforting squeeze. “We’ll get there soon,” he assures you. His eyes are warm and comforting. “Is there anything I can do while we wait? You can try to sleep, you know. I won’t mind.”

“You know I can’t sleep on the road.” As if on cue, the carriage hits another bump, making you wince. “See? Absolutely horrible.”

“My poor, suffering wife,” he teases with a mischievous glint in his amused gaze.

“You are horrible too, Hara Elohim!” You groan, playfully swatting his arm before turning back to the window with an exaggerated huff. Your husband's laughter fills the carriage. It's a rich sound that never fails to lift your spirit, and you have to force yourself to keep your smile off your face.

The road continues to wind through the countryside. The green fields dotted with wildflowers sway gently in the warm summer breeze. The thick canopy of the towering trees rocks back and forth in sync with them. The scent of earth and blooming nature fills the air, mingling with the faint aroma of rain lingering from last night’s storm.

What you don’t notice is the mischievous glint in your husband's eyes and the way his lips curve into a smug curve as he continues to watch you. As he looks at you, his mind races with images and scenarios, each one better than the last.

“There is something we could do,” he says after a while. “You know, to make your travel more enjoyable.”

You raise an eyebrow suspiciously. “What do you have in mind?”

His smile widens while tugging on the curtains. The fabrics fall into place, cloaking you both in a cocoon of shadow.

“Hara?” you ask, his name tinged with curiosity.

The silence that follows your question makes your heart beat a little faster as you await his next move. You know that look. The burning intensity in his irises kindles a flutter of excitement deep in your lower belly. It makes your thighs clench instinctively, and your fingers begin to fidget with a nervous energy. The air between you thickens with anticipation. Each subtle shift in his gaze sends a wave of warmth through you.

"Hara?" you repeat.

"You have to be quiet," he warns. His voice is low and amused. His long fingers curl around one of your ankles, lifting it gently until you fall back into your seat with a surprised gasp. He moves swiftly, pushing your dress and underclothes aside with practiced ease. His touch is warm and steady, caressing your skin up and down on your leg.

"What are you doing?" you manage to ask, though your voice trembles with a mix of confusion and excitement.

"I’m making sure my wife is comfortable," the chimera replies, pressing his lips softly to your exposed ankle. The heat of his breath against your skin makes you shiver. His kisses are tender and deliberate, traveling slowly up your leg until your clothes pool around your waist. Your fingers tremble as you grip the light fabric.

You know you shouldn't surrender to his desires so easily. The thought of his men potentially seeing or hearing you outside causes your face to flush, but it's not enough for you to stop him. The tight coil in your lower belly burns too hot to stop him.

"Hara!" you gasp as you feel his lips brush against your inner thigh. His whiskers tickle your skin. You instinctively try to sit up, but he holds you firmly in place, not budging even the slightest.

"Hara!"

"Open up for your husband, Mrs. Elohim," he commands softly, falling to his knees between your legs. The carriage barely gives him enough space between the seats facing each other, but he makes it work. He is stubborn like that.

"We shouldn't…" you start, but he silences you with a hungry gaze and an insistent touch. His fingers dig into your thighs, which feel like silk beneath his grip.

"Shh," the male hums. His voice is a low, teasing murmur that ripples through your spine. "Remember to keep quiet, my love," he warns with a grin. His eyes are dark with desire as he looks up at you for a brief moment before turning his full attention back to your already damp heat.

Adjusting your legs over his shoulders, he moves with ease. His hands slip beneath you, groping the soft flesh of your bottom while his lips graze teasingly over your folds. Even his breath alone makes you quiver with anticipation. His tongue eagerly sweeps up your folds, tasting your wetness with a groan of pleasure. The deep sound of his enjoyment blends with the sharp slap of your hand over your mouth as you try to stifle a gasp. Your eyes are wide with a mix of shock and pleasure, and each rapid breath causes your breasts to heave, almost spilling from your dress. Your new necklace dangles between the soft globes, catching the dim light that filters through the gap between the curtains. Under his tongue, you are warm and yielding. Your juices gather and soak into his lips.

"Hara!" His name is muffled through your palm. Your thighs tremble on his shoulders, tightening around his head. He can feel each quiver and twitch of your muscles as he laps over your folds and flicks your clit. The rough texture of his tongue strikes across your body.

Every throaty moan and gasp that escapes your lips fuels his desire. The view of you, eyes shut and lips parted in pleasure, makes his cock twitch with anticipation. The groan that rumbles from his chest travels directly to the tight knot of pleasure in your belly. His mouth closes around your clit, sucking eagerly on the sensitive bud. Your legs automatically close around his head, and his finger finds its way to your tight opening. Your walls pulse around his digits, pleading for more. You stretch and moan around him, wiggling your hips with an impatient whine.

"Oh, god!" you groan, letting your head fall back against the headrest. "Don’t stop, please!" Your hand, which was gripping your skirt, moves to his head. Your fingers tangle in his thick mane as you pull him closer. You grind your hips against his skilled mouth, feeling the warmth of his tongue lapping up your wetness before returning to your clit with relentless focus.

You struggle to stifle your scream. Your throat aches as you try to keep the sounds of your moans deep in your chest. His fingers curl and stroke inside you, finding every spot that causes your entire body to tremble with the intensity he is stirring within you. The tight knot in your stomach snaps, sending waves of pleasure through your muscles. You bite down on your palm to muffle your cries, but the slight pain only heightens the ecstatic rush that floods through your body, burning your veins.

Meanwhile, your husband feasts and slurps on your climax with a deep purr rumbling in his chest, and you have to push him away to collect yourself and get some breath.

"No, no, no, wife," he grins up at you, one of his fingers already dipping back into your fluttering, drenched pussy. "The night is still far away, and I'm famished."

[velvetandropes]

I can only imagine being cornered by a vampire who savagely bites into my neck, thinking they have claimed their next meal before suddenly feeling a rush of ecstatic euphoria hit them as my blood reaches their tongue: realising that their next meal was just horny the entire time, and not in fact, afraid for their life as they once thought.

[hype-blue-fixation]

How come nobody has made a tickle fic or a drawing or ANYTHING about Kaiju Alastor? (giant Alastor, like he does in episode 5 while killing the loan sharks, heard they called him kaiju in twitter lol) The possibilities we're missing out! As a ler he would be terrifying, able to pin the lee with one hand, or even a finger, and those claws would be the death of any lee! And as a lee there's also posibilities for him, being big makes it difficult to defend aganist small lers lol, even worse if Lucifer pins him down using magic or his raw force

I WAS ACTUALLY THINKIN ABOUT THIS YESTERDAY

I saw some kaiju Alastor/Lucifer art and was like "bro imagine???" but haven't gotten around to making any content for it. I agree this is a crime and I do plan on changing it.

Since I'm an absolute sucker for big powerful guys getting wrecked by tickles, I love the idea of him going on a rampage and Lucifer (or some other overlords) end it by tickling him back into his normal form.

But I'm ALSO a sucker for big giant beasts being soft. So yeah imagine getting hunted by that absolutely stunning example of an eldritch horror and being treated like a fragile little doll. Like he could flick his finger and slice your head off, but he'd rather be all gentle n fluffy.

Cannon be darned, my guy.

[i-have-one-braincell]

Oh, oh, oh!

Male Ava being all possessive and territorial is great! But what if we add in Danny?

Like that anon said, Peter doesn't think much of it since Danny does the same but what if Danny really is doing the same? Danny is the most friendly towards Peter (and gave him that back-breaking hug when they thought he was to stay in K'un Lun) so he can slip in being more affectionate than he would be with the others (a different kind of affectionate). Which would drive Ava up the wall and the guy wouldn't even understand why, only that he doesn’t like Peter smelling like Danny (Ava having heightened senses my beloved), so he starts being more aggressive when it comes to touching – gripping his arms/waist, shoving his face near Peter's, and (my favourite) biting him more (aaahh!💓).

They probably didn't mention it to the others, or the show didn't bother giving reactions😒, but what if the team was made aware of what happened in K'un Lun? They left at night, arrived when it was day in K'un Lun, competed and returned. I'm pretty sure the kingdom is hours ahead in timezone and travelling with plane couldn't have been quick if they went over the ocean, so they had to have been gone at least a day.

Ava is obviously sad that there was a chance of his friend not returning, but that doesn’t stop him from being mad that Peter went as well. He ends up nearly mauling the guy that night and biting his neck has evolved to include his shoulders as well. Good thing Peter can heal, but he still needs to wear turtlenecks some days.

Give me feline territorial Ava. Now add in reptilian/draconic territorial Danny who is more subtle.

He can provide financially and emotionally, is nice and respectful so aunt May will like him. Only thing that may be a problem is that he will have to return to his kingdom, but that doesn’t mean he can't return with a queen 😉

They're both competing for Peter whom they have in a love corner.

Me while reading this anon:

I would swallow that story UP. Jealous and territorial Danny and Ava fighting for Peter’s affection and love would be enough for me to combust 😍😍😍.

I LOVEEEE the idea of both of them having animalistic qualities from their powers😩😩😍😍. You can’t imagine how I behaved when I watched Peter become Man-Spider in his 80s show, I couldn’t contain myself. I JUST LOVEEEE THAT SHIT AND UGHHHHH ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I lowkey just feel as if the show were too lazy to show the team’s and Aunt May’s worries of the duo leaving for over a day to another continent 💀💀. A missed opportunity😭😭.

Watching intense drama unfold among lovestruck teenagers is my favorite hobby (drama in general is my fav hobby)😍😍😍😍

[drowsy-siren]

Since you're up for answering any ask at the moment, what's your favorite monster to fantasize about fucking~? Or just a few ones you reeally like if you can't pick just one, mrow~ ^w^

Ooo hard to pick an absolute favorite but devils, demons, and vampires tend to stick at the very top of my list

Eldritch entities, too (check out How to Get a Girlfriend When You're a Terrifying Monster by Marie Cardno, and the Sucker for Love game if you like this stuff)

Uhm werewolves and mermaids sometimes

And then like very specific monsters, like Nimue from Remnant 2, Shelob from Shadow Of War, and Lady Dimitrescu, Mina Harker from the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen movie (but she's covered by vampire above too I guess)

[cryptidshadows]

To the Weird Dysphoria Anon!

I got your message, and I understand your experience is kinda graphic, so I put my thoughts and your Q under the cut! (Body horror/dysphoria/uncomfortable experiences)

Anon's message was:

"Trans man with the weird experience of dysphoria again! I don’t mind if it gets published, I just don’t want to trigger anybody because the way I describe shit is kinda…idk, graphic? My experience is strange because I almost never feel that my body itself is wrong. I just don’t -fit- in it. It hit with puberty and believing that whatever used to live in this body had given it up and I’d taken over for them. It was always knowing that it didn’t move quite right, having to pay extra attention because my fingers and feet weren’t where they were supposed to be. It was wanting to be the Beast saving and saved by Belle, but also identifying with Ariel from The Little Mermaid. It was pretending to be an animal because it felt closer to the truth. As I got into high school, though, it got scarier for me. It was feeling too small, too tight, too soft, feeling the need to dig my claws into my flesh and tear off my skin like a monster in horror movies and go screaming into the woods. It was feeling my bones itch and my teeth aching, feeling static under my skin all the time. On the worst days, it was waking up not knowing who or what or where I was and just going into auto pilot, fighting wave after wave of anxiety as ‘They’ fed me bits and pieces of who this body really belonged to. It was nightmares of being trapped, of having to navigate an ever-changing maze and knowing I would die if I couldn’t. It was feeling that the world was wrong, that I was in the wrong place, that the people around me were talking to a person that I was just pretending to be. It was derealization and dissociation and being angry when a character I identified with was referred to as a girl. (As I said, I am not a smart man.) But I never felt like I was a man. I just knew I wasn’t this. I thought I was a monster in human skin. It’s only now that I’m really paying attention that the monster isn’t trying to eat me from the inside out."

Yeah, I did also very much get the deep need to tear off my skin and let my real self out of me, like it was a caged beast. And I still want to run into the woods and never look back lol. There was definitely a strong connection to monsters, dinosaurs, aliens, robots, anything inhuman throughout my life.

I know we're far from the only kids who pretended to be animals, but it was very real to me in a way that I think was distinct. The way I walked and moved and lived it was different, like most kids tucked it away once it was time to come back to class. I was constantly lost in that other world, the other me. It could be connected to neurodivergence too, and as you stated, some of the things you experience sound like they're tied to derealization and dissociation, common things to go through as a trans person and also common for people with trauma. I never experienced anything as severe as the dissociation you're describing but I definitely understand it. And the sense of everyone around me talking to a person I was pretending to be made me feel like I lacked real depth and connections with people.

I lived in a fictional world in my head 90% of the time, and in that fictional world, I was anything but human the majority of the time. And that kinship with monsters while being trans is what drew me to create my comic Wanderlust. The monsterlover/terato community is full of trans people, and it's much more than just a kink to most of us. You're definitely not alone.

[readwanderlust]

Just wanted to pop in and thank you for creating this masterpiece of a webcomic!

More trans men as leads in their own comics, I say!

But honestly, it’s SO rare to see, here.

I can probably count around 4 or 5 that I’m just aware of that have this (& one is a manga, boys run the riot, that I just found out about this last year), vaguely.

So, thank you for being an inspiration to me & I truly hope to see more things to come!

Take care!

- Eli

Aww dude thank you so much! I struggled to find much representation for trans men as comic leads, and especially trans men I felt I could relate to (slightly older characters, not superheroes, etc).

I'm always SO happy to hear that someone is enjoying the story and finds it inspiring! I hope you'll like the direction it goes in Chapter III as well! (And I'll have to check out Boys Run the Riot!)

[monstersandmaw]

What do think the difference between a monster fucker and a furry is?

Aesthetics probably at the end of the day?

[monsterfucker-sex-ed]

Are there invisible creatures we need to be careful about? I started a sort of tryst with *something*. Something I can't see crawls into my bed some nights for some fun. Yeah, it's nice, but its also invisible. Thought it was a ghost at first, but I can touch it as well sometimes. I say sometimes bc it's so good I can't really move most of the time, so I don't get to try.

Monsters are about as trustworthy as humans. There are bad ones that you should stay away from in both groups, but it's important to know that it's not tied to any specific species!

If you hace a hard time moving because you feel good, you might want to discuss a stop signal with the creature, in case you feel discomfort about your inability to do anything. It's good to be communicative even before anything bad happens! Sometimes a person involved in fun stuff can have a bad time, and it's completely okay. What's most important to handle those situations well after all!

To communicate with this creature, if you don't have an efficient way to do so already, I would suggest invisible ink in a notebook. Leave it labeled for your invisible friend so it can read it, and write its response in it too! By communicating well, you also open up a lot of doors to more different ways to have fun~

Be careful, and communicate!

The Night Queen

[crysdrawsthings]

Game!Alduin, Lore!Alduin, and Fanon!Alduin 🖤🖤🖤

Fuck-Marry-Kill/Kiss prompts, accepting more!

Now, this is curious.

I would say marry Fanon!Alduin, because I have fanon!Alduin and I would totally marry him.

Spend a night with Game!Alduin, probably? If nothing else, the voice for sure is something.

And it means to give a cautious kiss to Lore!Alduin. I am not a lorebro, so I think it is my safest option here.

[roguemonsterfucker]

7. Human-like speech or inhuman noises?

Inhuman noises!

Like, it's nice to be able to talk to the monster but there's something about communication being difficult/impossible that I find very very sexy.

[velvetandropes]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN YOU NAUGHTY FIENDS 🥵

Have a lil demon sub from me

[teratocore]

They say Tumblr's a monster loving place but I don't see much? What takgs and profiles should I follow?

It would probably be a good idea to start with the monster fucker, monster lover, and terato tags as well as werewolf boyfriend/girlfriend and monster boyfriend/girlfriend. If you’re also into fur stuff then the furry and anthro tags would also be a good place to look.

Unfortunately there’s not a lot of visually explicit stuff bc of the ban, but there is censored art, writing, and stuff that’s suggestive and rides the line. You just have to explore a little!

If you’re just looking for monsterly and not suggestive or explicit and more like creature designs and things of that nature, there’s some neat things going on in the speculative evolution or spec evo tags.

[thegnomelord]

I love your monster au so much. It makes the monsterlover/fucker in me real happy. Sorry just wanted to share my appreciation.

I've been thinking too, how would you feel about writing a underwater sea creature reader? (No pressure but I hope this idea tickles your fancy so I'll infodump my ideas on you) They can live on land and stuff but drag their prospective mate into a deep underwater ravine when they want to mate. Idk how to describe it, like I have an idea in my head of what the creature's traits would be but I can't find a way to put it into words.

I'm going to give it a try though, (excuse the fact it won't make much sense, my thoughts jump around a lot. But I'll try and make it coherent.) Basically, my mind went to underwater dragons. So with most of the traits that you wrote for dragons, like the purring and the tails intertwining (and the sharing of scales). But I was thinking without wings, because you don't need them underwater. But we glow in the dark, because we are deepsea creatures we have adapted to become bioluminescent. Oh and also we have gills and stuff still when we are on land.

Idk if this is confusing or just something you don't want to write but I was hoping for you to include a more sfw part with the mating dance maybe and then then an actual nsfw part (dom top male reader??)

But at the end of the day this is just a suggestion and it's up to you if you want to write it or not. (If you do write it can it be with ghost or gaz?? gaz giving us shiny things but sea related, like shells? and/or ghost struggling through knowing how to court us. Both of them being confused of what to do because we are a new type of dragon that not many people knew existed and our courting traditions are mostly unknown??

Okay this is cool and it tickles my brain of having just this big fucking monster that's gigantic due to deep sea gigantism :D, I also picked Gaz cause I like the sea/sky duality.

CW:NSFW, subbot gaz, domtop Mreader, quick and rough

When you first joined the taskforce, Gaz didn't know what to expect. Your species had been newly discovered, barely any information about you, but something about you put some ancient part of his mind on edge, ants nipping on the sinew of his wings until his body begged to return to the safety of the sky.

First time he met you, you reminded him less of a dragon and more of a Leviathan — something that dwelled where the light didn't reach, far too big than anything should be allowed to be, bright bioluminescent markings shimmering against dark scales to lure prey into crushing jaws filled with sharp crooked teeth, horns like spears to pin down what couldn't fit in your maw, powerful legs built to swim and breach the surface of the water to catch unaware flyers like Gaz just to pull them down into the abyss to be devoured.

He would have been more. . . unsettled by you had you not been so nice.

You towered over him even in your mostly human form, but you were a gentle giant, happy to let him use you as a perch and humming along as he talks, joining in on his and Johnny's pranks and hiding them when Price eventually catches them.

And Gaz doesn't even notice when your presence no longer makes his feathers puff up, the shadow you cast over him now warm and welcoming after all the times you'd been a meat shield for him. He tils his head back to catch sight of your eyes as he leans back, soft feathers rubbing against your clothes, "Hey there big man." Gaz smiled.

You hum, your hand coming to loosely hold his hip, holding the pretty thing close to you. "Hi." You purr, the small biolights along your body flickering in seemingly random patterns, but nothing about them was random to you or your kin, your interest in him painfully obvious.

But to your dismay Gaz doesn't understand, just snorts at your colorful display. "What's got you in a good mood today?" He asks, eyes tracing the dancing lights, that instinctual bird part of his mind liking the sight, and the low rumble of your voice, and just. . . being near you.

You blink, "You," You say simply, your people aren't ones to mince words.

Gaz can feel his body heat up at your declaration, feathers puffing up, but strikes down any thoughts about you before they turn inappropriate and cause him to coo at you. "Fine, keep yer secrets." He huffs and gets out of your hold, wings stretching out to purposely show off his feathers as he walks away, tail feathers flickering.

He can feel your eyes follow after him, hummingbirds pecking at his spine and he doesn't know if he should feel that way. And all you can think of is how you could drag your pretty bird down into the abyss without clipping his wings.

. . .

Gaz watches you lazily swim around the lake near their current base in your real form, "Havin' a nice soak in there Nessie?" He asks as he walks the short pier and sits down, dipping his feet in the water as his wings spread out lazily behind him.

A low rumble leaves you like a distorted whale song, your large form pushing through the water like a submarine cutting through the ice. "Nessie?" You ask as swim over to him, "Who's that?"

"Never mind about that," Kyle grins, his eyes roaming along your large form as the biolights flicker once again in that specific pattern that means nothing to him but everything to you. "You look happy."

You shrug, "It's nice to be back in the water." Without a word you heave yourself out of the water and onto the pier, large hands clutching the wood on either side of him, a deep purr rumbling in your chest at how close he is to you now. "Did you need something?" You ask, biolights flickering seductively.

Kyle swallows drily, eyes going wide as he registers you loom over him, can smell the sea and salt still clinging to your scales, something other than fear buzzing down his spine from how close your dangerous teeth are to him. "Oh, right, uh," He clears his throat to clear the molasses clinging to it, wings spreading out in a way that got his feathers shining in the setting sun as he reached into his pocket.

"I, um. . . I got you this." He said, holding out the seashell he'd found for you. His breath caught in his throat as you looked at it, hoping you liked it; he'd spent hours polishing it until it was shining, the colors vibrant and every single scratch buffed out.

"Thank you," You rumbled and took the seashell into your hand. Your pupils dilated, a very pleased purr rumbling in your chest — oh, he was so thoughtful, such a good mate to bring a rare treat for you.

Kyle felt like a bloody peacock at the way his wings spread out, but he couldn't care less about his posturing when you accepted his gift, his heart fluttering like butterflies in a jar.

Then you ate it.

You ate his gift.

His heart shatters like the seashell between your fangs, wings dropping like a rock, never having expected to be rejected like that. "I- what- why did- if you-" He couldn't even form words to say what he wanted, pressing a hand to his face in an attempt to hide the way his eyes prickled with vestiges of tears.

Unfortunately for him, you notice. "Oh, little bird, what's wrong?" Your voice is soothing, biolights pulsing in a slow and calming way as you gently pry his hand from his face, looking into his eyes. "Did I do something wrong?"

Kyle doesn't look you in the eyes, doesn't know what the hell to feel right now, the words spewing out of his mouth before he could control them. "Why would you do that!" He hisses.

You tilt your head. "You gifted it to me." You say like it's supposed to explain everything, reaching up to cup his cheek, your clawed hand cold and wet against his skin. "It was very good." You lean in closer, a deep purr rumbling in your throat, your long tail moving to curl around his leg.

Kyle sucks in a sharp breath as you push you loom over him your hands on either sides of him keeping him in place, feeling himself slowly lay back as you creep over him onto the pier, heart drumming in his chest. "Wh-what?"

You snort, eyes glowing like anglerfish lures, lowering your head down to lick a stripe up his neck, claws raking down his front. "Let me show you my appreciation, yes?"

Kyle shivers at the sensation of your teeth against his throat, body heating up, your scent — of sea and salt and something very very old — invading his nose, an involuntary chirp escaping his chest. "Ah, yeah, sure just-" Kyle yelps as your claws cut through his clothes, wings quivering as they're pressed against the wooden pier behind him.

"Relax little bird," You coo softly, licking around his lips in what counts as a kiss for you when your maw is filled with vicious teeth, tongue trailing down to lick up the drops of his salty sweat. "I'll be gentle."

And gentle you are; softly licking up the blood after your fangs had left marks on his skin, sharp claws holding his trembling hips tenderly as your rough tongue worms inside him, soft purrs and deep rumbles vibrating your tongue against his prostate until he's sobbing, his hands clutching your horns to hold your head closer as his cock leaks a puddle of pre onto his abdomen.

He whines when you continue stretching him with your tongue, "Please, mate, just-" Kyle sucks in a sharp breath as your tongue once again grazes his prostate, thighs clenching around your head. "-just please fuck me already! I can't- I'm not going to-"

Kyle sobs with joy and anguish when you pull your tongue out, the slimy appendage slithering back into your maw and leaving him painfully empty. "Alright, alright," You coo, moving up to drape your body over his, nuzzling your cheek against his as you line your hard cock with his stretched hole. "Relax,"

The tip of your cock breaching his puckered hole has Kyle sucking in a sharp breath, "Easier said than done mate," He chuckles, closing his eyes and just trying to focus on your scent and just you, groaning. Fuck, you're big in all aspects, his body clenching down like a vice before relaxing enough for you to slowly push further, spreading his walls wide until you're fully inside him, your hips resting against his.

"There you go," You purr, letting Kyle adjust as you nibble on his neck, biolights flickering happily when he rocks his hips into yours. "Taking me so well,"

Gaz can feel his body heat up at your words, throwing his head back when you rock your hips, cock hard and heavy inside him, dragging against his walls with every minute movement that has him panting and whining, his legs crossing behind your back to pull your hips closer every time you pull out.

The world escapes your notice, all your attention fully on him as you focus on mating him, pulling needy desperate sounds from Kyle's lips, your large hand gently stroking his leaking dick as your cock rubs against his prostate, your unhurried pace making him cum again and again and again until he's a moaning boneless mess by the time you cum inside him.

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✿°•∘masterlist∘•°✿

"Anatomy of a Fall" ~ Vincent Renzi - you look for you keys and find love [sfw] Vincent Renzi - you go on a walk [sfw] Vincent Renzi - morning kisses [sfw] Vincent Renzi - a fantasy, a meeting and a fall [slight nsfw] Vincent Renzi - pt 2 to this^ [sfw] Vincent Renzi - alphabet [nsfw] Vincent Renzi - making up for a fight [nsfw] Vincent Renzi - reader jealous over Sandra [sfw] Vincent Renzi - jealous vincent [sfw] Sandra Voyter - smut... [nsfw] Vincent Renzi - you meet him during your law school days and then years after... [sfw] Vincent Renzi - a sequel-prequel to this^ a nice not-date in the park with him during your law school days [sfw] Vincent Renzi - he reads you a French book [sfw] Vincent Renzi - 7 minutes in heaven and a confession [sfw] Vincent Renzi - museum date!! [sfw] Vincent Renzi - doing it in his office [nsfw] Vincent Renzi - first meetings and physical contact [sfw] Sandra Voyter - jealousyyyy [sfw] Vincent Renzi - hcs [sfw/nsfw]

"The Bare Necessity" ~ Pierre Perdrix - meeting pierre and he's awkward [sfw] Pierre Perdrix - two oblivious idiots in love [sfw] Pierre Perdrix - sequel to this^ drunkenly confessing to eachother [sfw] Pierre Perdrix- domestic moments [sfw] Pierre Perdrix - taking a bath together [sfw]

"Bloody Milk" ~ Pierre Chavanges - slow mornings [sfw]

"Romantics Anonymous" ~ Antoine - meeting him for the first time [sfw]

IRL people ~ Swann Arlaud - teaching you french and giving you a reward [sfw] Swann Arlaud - looking after you when you have a cold [sfw] Swann Arlaud - domestic moments with him... [sfw] Joost Klein - enemies to lovers [sfw] Joost Klein - mutual pining [sfw] Joost Klein - domestic moment [sfw] Ski Aggu - bro is ticklish idk [sfw] Joost Klein - hcs [sfw] Ski Aggu - hcs [sfw] Joost Klein - lazy night in [sfw] Ski Aggu - he notices you at a concert [sfw] Barman - eyefucking turns to.... [nsfw]

"Good Omens" ~ Aziraphale&Crowley - dadfic :D

"CoD" ~ König - flowershop owner x the scariest mf you've ever seen [sfw] Ghost - Ghost falls for the receptionist [sfw]

"Dead Boy Detectives" ~ Cat King/Thomas - platonic times w the guy [sfw] Charles Rowland - established relationship shenanigans [sfw]

"Resident Evil Village" ~ Karl Heisenberg- he loooves teasing you [sfw] Alcina Dimitrescu - first meeting [sfw]

Monsterloving ~ Orc - angst and make up thigh riding<3 [nsfw] Werewolf - size difference, shopping together [sfw]

🇵🇱🇵🇱🇵🇱 "Ojciec Mateusz" ~ Ksiądz Mateusz - wyznanie miłości [sfw]

asks open :D