#multiple subs

[ghoulishfreak]

a hypnotist sitting down their subject, ready to hypnotize them into a obedient servant to pleasure. but as they talk them down, swinging a pendulum in front of their subjects cute face, they can't help but move their eyes along with it. they hear their own voice as if they were outside of their body. how nice it is to sink, to go deep into trance. how good it feels to obey and to serve. how they exist only to pleasure others.

eventually both the hypnotist and the subject lose themselves in an endless cycle of pleasuring each other. only after they've both cum their brains out does their true hypnotist come in the room, ready to be satisfied by their two subservient toys

[lauryn-order]

How would a lady give you the perfect birthday fuck?

The perfect birthday fuck would be a sleepover party with a bunch of pretty ladies and we all take turns using each other and have a beautiful night filled with orgasms.

[naughtylucyxxx]

You own the cage, i own the key. I tell you what to do, you obey me without hesitation then i will let you cum. 😋

[mysicklove]

𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

DAY 15: HYBRIDS

With: Megumi Fushiguro

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: Sub + cat hybrid! Megumi, AFAB + owner! reader but no pronouns, reader is implied to be smaller than him, vaginal penetration, creampie, slight breeding kink, birthcontrol mentioned and used, purring/licking/mewling, he calls you his "mate" and u tease him bout it, needy megumi,

A/N: i had alot of fun with this one tbh. but also I usually write gn! reader, so dealing with readers pleasure is so hard to write about lol. i am so used to only catering to what feels good to the character.

Owning a cat was way easier than you thought it was going to be. Well, at least owning a cat hybrid was. Megumi, your adorable, slightly temperamental, and moody black cat has been living with you for about five years now, and you love him desperately.

He stays at home while you go off to work each day, but he never complains, instead just sleeps the day away. In fact, you tried introducing him to the neighbor’s hybrid, a lab named Yuuji as a playmate, but he blatantly refused, growing annoyed almost immediately at how upbeat the dog was. Megumi preferred silence, sunbathing, sleeping, and your full attention. He was okay being at home alone until you got back.

He currently lays on the carpet, curling up in the warmth of the light, and dozing off when he hears the sound of your keys working their way into the hole. His ears dart toward the noise, and a smile creeps up his face, but his eyes remain shut, and he pretends to be asleep.

You open the door and sigh, eyes darting around the apartment to find your cat. When you catch him on the floor sleeping, you smile, shutting the door behind you and setting your stuff down on the counter. You make your way over him, dropping to your knees, and then finally laying down next to him. 

You stare at his relaxed, content face, and begin to reach out to touch him affectionately. He grabs your hand before you make contact with his skin, and pulls it forward, pulling you into his chest. Then he wraps his arms around your boddy, intertwines the two of your legs, and nuzzles his face on top of your head, purring gently. 

“Hi Megumi,” You mumble against his chest. “You are so warm.”

He nods, tail swinging behind him. “Been in the sun all day,” He breathes, and you hum, curling up against him. “...Missed you,” Megumi whispers lowly, still rubbing his cheek against your head.

You chuckle at him. “Oh whose this? My Megumi would never say something so sappy,” You tease, pulling away to look up at him.

He pouts, ears falling flat on his head as he rolls his eyes. “Am I not allowed to miss my mate?” He complains, but licks a stripe up your hair, still purring. 

You groan when you feel his inhumane tongue lick your face. “Hey, stop it. No grooming, humans don’t do this.” You try to push him away, but he ignores you, wrapping his arms tighter around you and pulling you closer. 

His purrs grow louder when you finally give up, and you watch his tail swing back and forth from behind him. He licks at your face, and then your hair, and finally your neck. You shiver slightly, still not used to the attention even after all these years. “You stink,” Megumi mumbles into your neck, using his tongue to wipe away some of the gross scents that clung to you.

“You want me to take a shower?” 

He grips you harder, shaking his head into your skin. You feel his crotch press into your backside, and you raise your eyebrows, but don’t say anything. “S’fine. I don't like it when my mate smells like other men though.” He rubs his neck onto any surface he can, scent marking you as his.

You roll your eyes, but smile. He was being strangely affectionate today. Usually, it was you who has to initiate physical contact and doting words. “Just coworkers, possessive cat. What’s got you all worked up today?”

His hips move closer to yours, beginning to grind himself on you. “Wanna do it,” he whispers, so low that you could barely hear him. His cheeks pinken, but you can't see them, so you cant tease him about it.

You move your hips backward, meeting him halfway. He lets out an airy breath onto the back of your neck, and you shiver at the feeling. “Yeah? You haven’t been thinking about it all day, have you?”

He feels his cheeks begin to burn. “Shut up.” A definite yes. His semi-hard cock continues to grind on your clothes, and you sigh at the feeling. You quickly manevour yourself to turn to look at him, and he pouts slightly, ears drooping, from the loss of stimulation. You roll your eyes with a grin, and tug at his pants. “Right now? H-Here?” He stutters, but helps you pull down his pants, obviously not too against the idea.

“Don’t get so nervous on me now. What happened to my brave cat who was basically grinding himself on me just a couple seconds ago?” You tease, kissing at his neck and pulling a small mewl from him. He gulps, baring his neck slightly to let you plant more kisses on it. He grips onto the back of your head with shaky hands, encouraging the action.

You slip your hands into his boxers and he gasps, mouth hanging slightly open and eyes squeezing shut from the attention. You pull it out, and then proceed to pull your pants down. “Hurry,” He demands, tilting your head up to kiss you. 

It's a desperate sort of kiss, both of his hands cup your face and bring you impossibly closer to him. It makes it harder to remove your clothing, and you can feel him begin to grind onto your stomach. 

You are forced to pull away to unbutton your pants, and he whines in complaint. “Such a spoiled brat,” You tease affectionately, “Cant go one minute without being touched? Are all kitties this needy?”

He looks away from you, pouting again, but you just giggle and kiss his jaw, finally removing your panties. “Don’t know. Don’t wanna think bout it. Do you not like when I am needy?”

He holds back a smug smile, knowing that this will definitely give him brownie points. He is right of course, because the next second you are littering his face and neck with kisses, while he purrs, soaking all the attention up. “Of course not. You are so cute needy.” 

He nods, smart enough to know that an argument will break out if he doesn't. So he smiles contently, melting under you and your soft touches. Finally, you grab his cock and press it against your entrance. Megumis mouth waters at the feeling, the warm welcoming sensation of your folds. 

“Do you…uh…Don't you need to be prepp–oh fuck,” He groans, throwing his head back as you sink onto his cock without much hesitation. You sigh into his chest, adjusting to his length — he was slightly bigger than adverage, and every time you take it, it always feels like a stretch, but it was an addicting sensation.

The two of you turn to where he lays on his back, and you on top of him, chest to chest. He grabs at your hips, hands shaking as he restrains himself from moving you up and down on his length. His eyes are screwed shut and his ears are pinned to his head. “Hey, relax. Why are you so tense? It’s okay for you to move, sweetheart.”

He heaves a sigh of relief, and nods, while you bring your hands up to pet his ears. He leans into the touch, purrs increasing in volume as he lifts your hips up and back down. He repeats the motion a couple of time, pants getting louder and half lidded eyes peering down at you. You in return have your own blush, its softer than his, but definitely noticeable. “I…Can I…Fuck this is so–Can I thrust…into you?”

He fumes red, and he turns his face into the carpet, embarrassed by his lewd words. Even after all this time, he is unbelievably shy, and can never voice what he wants in bed. “So polite! Must of trained you well.” He nods, ears flickering to you at your sweet words. “Of course, kitty. Dont gotta ask, ‘m all yours.”

Immediately he wraps his arms around you, pinning you to his chest, and begins to thrust upward. Your eyes widen slightly at his pace, and the roughness of it all, and you groan into his skin. He moans at the feeling, breath heavy, matching his pace. “Oh fuck. This. This I was–fuckkk—waiting for this all day!”

You pant into his chest, a smile pulling at your lips. “Y-Yeah?” You encourage, and he nods with a hum. Loud slapping of skin on skin fills the room, and his tail reaches up to wrap around your wrist. His cheeks are stained a permanent pink, and his chest rises and falls quickly with every pant. 

You managed to shakily reach up to his ears, grabbing the both of them and giving them a small tug. He yelps slightly, back arching, but then moans into the touch. It was cute, he was super temperamental about the black ears. On some days he wanted you to pet and rub them, on others he wanted you to pull and abuse the sensitive areas. Today was the latter.

“Was–Was fucking my hand thinking bout you. Not as good. My mate is so warm,” His voice vibrates with a purr, and you chuckle at him above the lewd noises. It was endearing to watch his body succumb to pleasure. His voice always held a purr, but he still managed to make every human like sound with the addition to the vibration.

Eventually he flips the two of you over, his arms caging you in under him, as he licks and kisses your neck. “Mhmmm. Mine, mine, my mate. Love you. Love you so much,” He chants into your ear, biting at the lobe while continuing to thrust into you at a merciless pace.

“S-So talkative today,” You mumble, gripping onto the carpet at a particularly harsh thrust. Usually, you were the one leading the dirty talk. He whimpers at the words, pressing his entire body on top of yours. He liked to be touching, and as much skin as he could, the better, but of course he would never admit that outloud. 

“Dont know why. Just missed you. Fuck I missed you. Why do you leave for so long?” He complains between breaths, his voice holding a dramatic whine to it. He nuzzles his face into your neck, scenting the area while you reach back and scratch his ears. “Why–Why…Hah.. Can’t you stay here with me? Th-Thought you loved me.”

He was being unreasonable and the both of you knew it, but today he was being weirdly sappy and clingy, so you didn’t mind having to reassure him. “Love you so much. You know why.” You feel his teeth graze into your skin, and he probably has his ears pinned back. “Ill try to work from home more, how does that sound?”

He nods, mewling happily to himself. Then he goes back to panting into your skin, licking and biting any surface he can lay his mouth on. You dont try to stop him, knowing if you do, he will probably get all pouty.

“Can I cum? P-Please? Been good, right?” He hasn’t really, other than the sweet words he has let out, he has not be gentle at all. You will probably be stumbling by tomorrow. His pace is desperate, frantic even, that makes you begin to lose your mind.

But he was feeling good, and your thoughts were draining anyways. “Sure, love, I’m c-close too,” You sigh, closing your eyes and pressing your face against the carpet as you begin to feel that tightening feeling build up.

He gulps and nods, kissing your cheek. “Inside? Please?” His words come out as a whisper, obviously hesitant about the question. He has been day dreaming about this for weeks, to finally cum inside you, but never mustered up the courage to ask. Today, he was feeling good, and you seemed to be happy at his behavior, so it was the best time to ask.

Your orgasm hits you out of the blue, and you are left trembling on the floor. Your eyes roll back slightly and you heave, “S’fine Megumi. J-Just cum!” You were on birthcontrol, it was okay just this once. Your thoughts were scrambled from the intensity of your orgasm.

His pace picks up again and you shiver at the feeling, while he lets out low mewls and purrs, happy at your choice. “Im cumming. Thank you, thank you,” He mumbles into your ear, and then latches onto your neck as he shoves himself as deep inside of you as possible, and cums.

He throws his head back and groans, arms trembling. It feels so much better than cumming inside a condom or pulling out. You are so warm, and the idea of the possibility of him breeding you, leaves him shivering with glee. He would never tell you this of course, you would most definitely call him a perv or an animal.

He collapses on top of you, practically glowing, and purring happily from above. He flips the two of you over so that you are back on his chest, peering up at him. His face is damp with sweat, and his cheeks are flushed pink, but he wears a small, content smile. 

You feel cum begin to ooze out of you and you groan. “Ugh, now I definitely need a shower.” He cringes at the words, and you laugh. “Can’t believe you hate water, you are such a sterotypical cat.” He frowns, and rolls his eyes, not responding, because you are completely right.

“Aw cmon, mate, dont get all pouty now,” You tease, and his eyes flash to you in an instant. His cheeks turn a vicious red, and he covers his face with his hand,

“...Call me that again,” Megumi whispers, so low that you could barely hear him.

You raise your eyebrows, cocking your head to the side. “My mate?”

He begins to purr again, hands wrapping around your back to pull you up closer to him. He leans in, and hesitantly presses his lips to yours, pulling back slightly to mumble, “'m hard again.”

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[chris-prank]

This with Esteban, Vincent, Atlas (and Martín if he comfy) but reader wear the boxers so they HAVE TO wear the thong.

This idea is so funny and it gave me the opportunity to really show the subtle differences in their personalities! 😆

CW: Suggestive stuff 

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Vincent would feel really embarrassed and need a lot of convincing to show you the result. 

“Are y-you sure about t-this?” He asked while putting his hand between his legs in a feeble attempt to cover the front, “It-it’s not really k-keeping anything… in…”

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Esteban knows he’s good looking and that he can rock feminine clothes, so he would make a little show out of it just for you. 

“It does look good on me baby.”Esteban rolled onto his stomach, showing you his perfect ass cheeks, “but don’t you want to see me without it too?~” 

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Atlas wouldn’t think much of the thong in itself, actually he’d be more focused on the fact that it's a gift from you. Like you want to have matching underwear with him and gave him the cutest pair?! You’re the most thoughtful human on earth! 

“May… May I really keep it?” He whispered in awe as he looked down at his new underwear, a slight flush contrasting with his pale skin. 

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Martin may not be used to wearing panties like this, but he doesn’t mind humoring you.

He let out a deep laugh when seeing your reflections. “I have to say that you have particular tastes darlin’, but I’ll wear them if it makes ya happy.” 

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Esteban just being the horny slut (affectionately) that he is  

[loveisanimaginarydagger3000]

Kinktober (18)- Overstimulation

MILF Wanda X Reader 18+

Summary: You and Wanda take advantage of the fact you are home alone without the twins

Warnings/Tags: Overstimulation, Mommy Kink, Mommy Wanda/Sub Reader, Fingering, Oral Sex, Tribbing, Multiple Orgasms, Praise, Degrading

Kinktober Masterlist

“Wanda?” you called while walking into the house, tossing your keys onto the side table and taking off your coat, neatly hanging it on a hook before venturing through the house. “Are you home?” Your question is answered when you see her curled up on the couch, book in hand and eyes fixated on the page, dressed in lounge wear suggesting she’s been home for a while now. Feet stop at the door frame as you pause in your tracks, admiring the sight of the woman in front of you, the goddess that you had the privilege of calling your girlfriend.

With quiet steps, you leisurely strolled up to where she was on the sofa, her gaze unwavering from the book making you smile at her concentration. Your fingers plucked the book from her grasp gently, her gaze flickering to yours, the hint of annoyance in her eyes washing away at the sight of you biting your lip in an attempt to hide your smile. A scrap piece of paper on the near table became a bookmark as you marked her page, then moved to straddle her waist, hands gliding across her shoulders and down till they rested on her waist.

“The boys are now at Visions,” you whisper, her raising her eyebrows as you drag out the sentence, “And they’re staying overnight for the Halloween party,” your hands ghost back up her body, moving till your hands were playing with the baby hairs at the back of her neck, “So, that means we have the house all to ourselves.”

“I wonder what we could do…” she purrs out, eyes darkening till the green in her eyes are barely visible, hands moving to your thighs and squeezing the soft flesh. Wanda tilts her head up, your lips now ghosting each other as your gaze flickers between her lust-filled eyes and plump lips.

“I have an idea,” you hum out, one of your hands finding hers and guiding it to your clothed core, “I think my Mommy should fuck me.” A groan escapes her and before you can say even more, you're lifted from the sofa, legs instinctively wrapping around her waist as she carries you to the bedroom.

“You want Mommy to fuck you?” she husks out while pinning you to the bed, her body slotting against yours perfectly, knee pressed against your core making you moan.

“Please,” the plea falls off your lip like second nature, her head tilting to the side in a predatory way before crashing her lips to yours. Her mouth swallows the moan that escapes you, her tongue then sliding into your mouth and dominating the kiss easily, her hands working on unbuttoning your blouse and tearing it off your body.

“My beautiful girl,” her voice sultry as her eyes rake over your body hungrily, tongue wetting her lips subconsciously at the sight of you, “God, I can’t wait to absolutely ruin you,” she murmurs before claiming your lips in a searing kiss, one hand reaching behind your back to impressively unclasp your bra.

“Fuck,” you sinfully moan out, her dirty words making you throb while her knee presses harder against you, hips unabashedly grinding against it. Your head lolls back to the soft mattress under you, her mouth descending down your body eagerly, desperate to please you. Her mouth only briefly lavishes your breasts, tongue swirling expertly around your nipples while her fingers tease and pinch the other, whines and whimpers from you encouraging her to continue her journey down.

“Is this ok?” she mutters, kissing just above the waistband of your jeans, nibbling the skin to leave a faint red mark that will remind you of this night every time you see it.

“If you don’t fuck me right now-” she chuckles at your desperate tone, looking up at you, the intensity of her stare almost enough to make you come on the spot.

“It was a simple yes or no, Detka,” she teases, sliding her finger under the waistband of both your panties and jeans, pulling them and letting them snap back against your skin, hips bucking at the action.

“Yes,” you sigh out wantonly, eyes begging her to just touch you. Luckily for you, she doesn’t decide to tease you anymore and tugs the clothing off your body leaving you fully exposed under her. Her hot breath fans over your core, her hands ghosting down your body till they reached your thighs, spreading your legs open.

“Look how wet you are for Mommy,” a finger swipes through your folds, gathering the abundance of arousal dripping out of you and spreading it around your pussy. “My little slut,” a whimper echoes around the room as her fingers lazily circle your clit, the actions purposely slow and not enough to make you mad with desire.

“Please don’t tease,” you whine out, hands going to her auburn locks and tangling in them, nails softly scratching her scalp. “I just want you to make me come,” her eyes snap to you at your words, mischief and a sinister look flashing across her features.

“You want to come, Detka?” she murmurs almost condescendingly, her slender fingers moving to tease your entrance while you nod, “Don’t worry Moya Lyubov, I’ll make you come.” Before you can question the tone of her words, she slides two fingers into you, a moan ripped from the back of your throat as your grip tightens in her hair. Her mouth finally takes your clit into it, sucking and licking at the sensitive bundle of nerves, her hands holding your legs open as you try to close them on her face.

“Fuck,” the feeling of her tongue swirling around your clit, her long slender digits hitting all the right spots inside you, pressing against your velvety walls made your body squirm under her strong grasp. “Right there, please,” your voice drips with submission as she eats you out like she’s been starved, curling her fingers at your weak spot, legs trembling as you feel your orgasm rapidly approaching. “Mommy, I’m gonna come, please!” you practically scream, pleasure washing over your body as you writhe on the bed, moans freely spilling from your lips.

Wanda merely smirks into your core, fingers speeding up as she mercilessly thrusts them into, your vision blurring and mind clouding with only the thought of her. Her tongue flattens against your clit as your hips rut wildly against her face, wanting more, no, needing more from her to make you come again.

Your hands release her hair, gripping the sheets so tightly you think you might rip them as you feel another orgasm wracking through your body. A silent scream makes your mouth part, a low whimper following straight after as she switches her fingers and tongue around.

Wanda’s tongue moves expertly inside you, her groaning at not only the taste of you, but the feeling of your pussy spasming and clenching around her. Her fingers soaked with your arousal circle your clit, hips frantically moving to seek more pleasure but also to move away from her intense touch, body becoming overly sensitive.

“Mommy,” you whimper out, her fingers continue to rub your clit but her tongue sliding out of you, her panting against your core.

“You’re doing so good for Mommy,” she praises, you make a noise of pleasure in response while your cheeks flush, “Come on Detka, take what Mommy’s giving to you.” Your body buzzes with euphoria as her fingers make you come once again, tears building in your eyes at how sensitive you were from coming so many times.

“I can’t,” you choke out a moan, her slowing down her movements and climbing up your body, her hand still working against your core though.

“Can you do one more for me Detka?” she whispers softly, eyes scanning the tears that now run down your cheeks, a proud smile taking over at the sight of your smeared makeup. You only whimper in response, making her remind you of your safe words, “If you need to stop Detka, use your safe words, ok?”

“Ok,” you pant out, eyes widening when she pulls away and swiftly strips herself of her clothes, her naked body making you groan quietly. You throw your head back when you feel her soaking cunt pressed against yours, a breathy sigh leaving her lips as she looks down at you, hands holding your hips.

“You feel so good Detka, you’re making Mommy feel so good,” she moans out, grinding your cores together as you grip onto her hips, body shaking under her. The feeling is overwhelming, your body sensitive but the pain was only mixing with the pleasure sending you into a delirious state of ecstasy.

With how worked up Wanda was from eating you out and how sensitive you were, it didn't take long for her to lean forwards, mouth crashing to yours to muffle the moans that poured from her lips as her hips stuttered against yours. Your orgasms ripped through you at the same time, the room filling with sounds of pleasure as you held onto each other, hips moving in sync as you rode out your aftershocks. Her clit brushed yours once again, the feeling now only painful at how sensitive you were.

“Red,” you whisper against her lips, her moving off you carefully and pulling you into her arms, face buried against the crook of her neck as your body trembles and shakes.

“Good girl for telling me,” she praises, “I’m so proud of you, Mommy’s got you Detka.” She lets your body calm down from the overstimulation, whispering comforting and sweet words into your ear while her hands stroke up and down your back soothingly.

You feel her taking you to the bathroom, gently washing you down with a cloth and being mindful of how sore you would be before cleaning herself and guiding you both back to bed. You snuggled against her warm body, lips pressing against her shoulder in a silent thanks as your body grew tired. Relaxingly, her fingers scratch your scalp, sending you to sleep as she smiles at your peaceful body wrapped in her arms.

[bigothteddies]

umm two little subs that I let install tin can phones in their bedrooms across the hall from each other so they can talk to each other late at night until I catch them touching themselves in their beds at 4 am while having phone sex together though them when

[the-black-manor]

I can't stop thinking about being inside of you right now. I want to feel you clench around my thick cocks as you take all of me, stretching to accommodate my girth. I want to feel the pressure on my knots as they expand inside of you, and the way you massage me as you squirm. I want to hold you in my lap with my arms around you and my face buried in your neck as I gently thrust up into you, my cockheads pressing against all the right spots. I want to cum inside, filling you fully and completely, until your belly is distended with the sheer volume of it. None of it can leak out past my knots, and you're thoroughly stuck on them, too. I'll cum and cum and cum, and when I finally come down, I'll continue thrusting, slowly and softly, to bring myself down and prepare for another round.

[zhouxiangs]

MY STAND-IN (2024)

[bmpmp3]

sorry to be a bit of a hater but i do wish youtubers weren't so scared of making their videos just like, "reviews", whys everything gotta be a "video essay" all the time. every day my recommendations are filled with 40 minute videos titled "_____: An Underrated Masterpiece" where the first like five minutes are reading the wikipedia definition of "masterpiece" in a somber voice with dramatic themed text on screen. please just tell me how good or bad you think something is and use the rest of the runtime to explain why. you dont need to put on all these airs

[thepunkranger]

Leon S. Kennedy K!nk Headcanons

(18+ only, folks. Written by an active member of the k!nk community. Character is written bisexual with gender-neutral reader)

Leon is a switch with a hard sub lean. Like domming is fun every now and then but he’ll literally start to lose his mind if he doesn’t get to submit to someone after a while.

Very top of his kink list is femdom, with a heavy emphasis on pegging. Boy loves to give up power to strong women and have them rail him into the mattress until he’s strap-drunk. He also loves oral sex. Like, it’s a bit of a problem how much he loves it. He’d spend basically all of his time on his knees and between his partner’s legs if he could. Getting sore? Too bad. Have an appointment in half an hour? No you don’t. Good news is, he has the skill to make it worth it.

Leon’s also a sucker for feminization. He loves role reversal and the idea of getting to be a domestic, well-kept housewife and carrying his partner’s kids. Put him in pretty dresses and lingerie and tell him how pretty he is and he’ll be fucking putty.

On the less conventional side, Leon is 100% a pup, and finds it super cathartic. He’s always been good at following orders, and in pupspace all he has to think about is making his handler happy and doing what he’s told, and he gets pets for it! And treats! Definitely makes himself a puppy nest of plushies and his handler’s clothes to cuddle up in. His pup self is a golden retriever and he loves getting to go to moshes and romp around with his puppy friends. Has a blue color scheme to his pup gear that he sticks to no matter what, with a matching neoprene hood, mitt set, chest harness, and silicone tail plug and show tail,

He’s a huge aftercare cuddler, and basically wants to be in contact with his dom constantly in the come-down. Loves lots of reassurance and hair pets, along with kisses “to make it better” over any bruises.

On the occasions when Leon does dom, he isn’t very sadistic, but he does often wind up being condescending, with lots of degrading dirty talk. He finds it super hot to lay claim over his partner, be that via collars/restraints, body writing, hickeys, or cumming over/in them. Leon is the worst brat tamer ever. Just stares at his partner with big, confused puppy eyes if they try to get a rise out him, and gives in to whatever it is they want. He generally doesn’t like being rough if he doesn’t have to, but he’ll knock his partner around in-scene a little if that’s what they want.

He fucking showers them with aftercare post-scene, with about 10 ice packs and lots of kisses and doting in the shower because “are you sure I didn’t hurt you? You know I love you, right? I was just playing around before. You’re amazing and wonderful and you could never disappoint me!”

[mysicklove]

masochist boys who want you to mark up their entire body with bruises and scratches. who let out high pitched moans whenever you slap them, hands cradling the wound, and tears in their eyes from the pain, but by god feels so good. who beg for you to hit them, hurt them, wanna think about nothing but the pain that makes their minds melt. they want it to consume them whole. crying because their whole body feels like its on fire, but sobs when you stop your antics. who look up at you with the most lazy grin, and mumble something on the lines of, "'s all ya got?" while their entire body is trembling under you.

katsuki, douma, keigo, eren, tengen, bachira, hange

[chris-prank]

Do you have any fun facts or ideas about your little guys (gender neutrally) that you haven't shared/ properly shared yet?

I’m glad I can share some LOREEEE 😆

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Martin

🪓 I don’t know if it was clear from my drawings in part 1, but Martin is in fact trans! I didn’t mention it explicitly because I didn't find a way to write it in organically. In future works his transness will be mentioned and have more of an importance, but don’t worry guys he won’t be defined by it only!

🪓 When the apocalypse started, he stayed by his mothers side to protect and care for her, just like she did to him when he was small. He really loved his mother dearly. One of his earrings is actually from her!

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Atlas

💿 Currently in his timeline, Atlas is the most advanced android on earth and not only because of the coding Hydrotech gave him. When he was saved by the reader, his program changed, making him more independent and capable of human feelings

💿 There’s a childproof setting on Atlas, meaning that his private parts can be retracted inside of him. In his main story, it is still active, since the reader didn’t canonically do anything with him yet so they don’t know about it.

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Esteban

📈 He has ✨ daddy issues ✨, but more seriously he really has a bad relationship with him. When Esteban was younger he wanted to prove to his father his worth, but in adulthood he realized that he would never be proud of his accomplishments. There’s still a part of him that yearns for it, but he doesn’t expect it anymore.

📈 I hinted at it in my previous posts, but Esteban really enjoys cooking and he is skilled at it too! He especially loves to be able to make food for his partner! To him, the effort that goes into a meal is the best way to show the extent of his feelings!

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Dr. Seraph

🧪 He turned to a life of crime because people in the scientific world didn’t believe that his ideas were possible, so he couldn’t explore his whole potential. Fatalité was the one to approach him and to offer him a job in exchange for limitless funding.

🧪 Vincent even used to have a small crush on Fatalité, since he was the first to believe in him. But soon it died down because of the verbal and physical abuse.

[loveisanimaginarydagger3000]

Kinktober (15)- Collars

Wanda X Reader 18+

Summary: You show Wanda that she's yours.

Warnings/Tags: Dom Reader/Sub Wanda, Collars and Leashes, Rough Sex, Thigh Riding, Strap-ons, Degrading, Multiple Orgasms, Mirror Sex

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“Look at yourself my love,” you murmur at the shell of her ear, hot breath tickling the side of her neck as her eyes flutter open, her green eyes meeting her own in the reflection of the mirror before flickering down to her neck. Her mouth parted slightly at the sight of the leather collar wrapped around her throat, her fingers moving to feel the item, the pads of her fingers grazing over the tag engraved with ‘My Love’ on it before her head lolled back to rest on your shoulders, eyes meeting yours with a look of pure lust and desire. “You’re so beautiful Wanda,” you whisper against her lips, lowering your face to press your lips to hers. Your hand overlaps hers at the collar on her throat and you guide it away and down her body, your gaze flickering over to the mirror and watching as your hands venture down her body, brushing against the leash that dangled in front of her and was wrapped around your other hand.

“You’re mine,” you rasp out before biting down on her bottom lip, her whimpering at the action and letting out a shaky breath when you pull back. You move from behind her, Wanda keeping her gaze on the mirror and watching your actions as you move to sit on the bed. “Come here,” you command while patting your thigh, her obeying you and moving to straddle your toned leg, her wetness dripping onto your skin as she waits for your next words. You hand tugs on the leash, her head lowering to yours while you tilt your head to crash your lips to hers.

Wanda’s mind fills with the feeling of the leather wrapped around her neck, showing off how she’s yours, the power and dominance you have over her while also getting lost in the sensation of your mouth moving against hers, one hand on her waist and slowly guiding her to move along your leg while the other occasionally tugs on the leash.

“Y/n,” she whimpers out, her hands going to hold onto your shoulders while you continue to help her movements. Moans fill the room as her clit brushes against your thigh, her arousal now dripping down your thigh as her hips speed up, desperately chasing her orgasm. “Please,” you chuckle against her lips, moving the hand at her waist to her clit, rubbing it slowly and making her hips stutter.

“Please what?” you tease, “Use your words my love, tell me what you want,” she groans in response to your husky tone, the way your eyes rake over her body like she’s a goddess not helping with the incessant throb between her legs.

“Please make me come, I need it,” she sighs out, nails digging slightly into your shoulder as you make her grind her hips harder against your leg, her moans increasing in volume. You just hum into another passionate kiss, her pouring all her hunger and desire into it as her tongue swipes across your bottom lip before her mouth claims yours again.

“And why should I do that?” your thumb continues to rub tight circles on her clit making her whimper as her forehead rests against yours, her hot breath tickling your face with each ragged breath she takes. “Why should I let you come all over my thigh?”

“Because I’m yours,” she whines, “I’m your little slut, toy, pet to ruin, so please let me come,” you groan at her words, making grind her along your thigh at a merciless pace as sinful noises escape her.

“Come for me,” you rasp out, crashing your lips to hers to muffle the loud moan that’s ripped from the back of her throat, her body tensing above you as she comes hard on your thigh. You can feel her cum seeping onto your skin, her chest rising and falling with shaky breaths while she tries to recover.

You flip the two of you over making her squeak in surprise, your mouth meeting hers in a hungry and messy kiss while your hands reach over blindly for the bedside drawer. You pull back to find the strap on, swiftly pulling it on and watching how the green in her eyes turn to mere slithers while she looks up at you, lip trapped between her teeth making you groan at how sexy she looks.

“On your knees,” your hand pulls on the leash making her move faster, turning onto her stomach then lifting her body up, moving her ass seductively making you mutter a small ‘fuck’ under your breath. “You said you were mine to ruin, love,” you lean down, pressing your body against her back to whisper lowly in her ear, “So I’m going to fuck you so you can’t walk for the next week.”

“That better be a promise,” she sighs out, tilting her head back to press one last kiss to your lips before you kneel behind her, lining up the tip of the toy with her entrance. You tease her by sliding the tip up and down her folds, then slightly pushing into her entrance before pulling out and repeating the action to drive her mad with want. “Just fuck me-” her sentence is cut off with a guttural moan as you thrust the toy into her, her knuckles bleeding white with the way she’s gripping the bed sheets like her life depended on it.

“What was that love?” you pant out teasingly, pounding into her and relishing in the string of moans that escapes her. You pull on the leash, pulling her head back and grab onto her arms to pull them behind her back, your hips unrelenting and still snapping into her.

Wanda’s moans fill the room as you brutally fuck her, the position making you reach even deeper into her, the feeling of the collar pressing into her neck making her mind cloud with pleasure.

When you can tell her body is getting tired from being strained in this position, you let her fall gently on the bed and brace your arms by the side of her head, supporting your body to allow your hips to continue pumping into her. Your pace slows so you're now doing longer, deeper and harder thrusts, her mouth biting down on the sheets to try and muffle the screams that leave her lips. You lower your mouth to her ear, your hot breaths and low groans adding the current arousal of the witch.

“Please can I come?” she practically cries out, one of her hands clutching desperately on your forearm, nails digging in and leaving crescent shapes in the skin. “I can’t hold it much longer, please let me come Y/n,” she moans out, her hips pushing back to meet you thrust for thrust.

“Do you need it that bad?” you taunt, the way her voice pleads you and the way the base of the strap brushes your clit causing your mind to fog with lust. “Such a slut for me,” your words make her moan again, a strangled plea coming from her as you snap your hips into her even harder. “Fuck, come with me love,” the sounds of pants and moans fill the room as you both crash headfirst into your orgasms, her body writhing under you while you struggle to not fall on top of her, hips stuttering into her.

“I can’t take anymore,” she whispers when you move your hips into her slowly. You stop immediately, not wanting to push her as she did just come hard twice, and carefully pull out.

“You did so good for me love,” you murmur softly, kissing across her back before moving to take off the strap on and helping her off the bed and into the bathroom, her legs a little wobbly making you grin at her, Wanda simply rolling her eyes at you with a small smile tugging at her lips.

Once you were both cleaned off, you wrapped your arms around her waist and lifted her, carrying her to the bed making her let out a chuckle, her face burying itself at the crook of your neck. You flopped back onto the bed with her in your arms, both of you laughing together before you kissed her forehead and tucked a few stray hairs behind her ear.

“I love you,” you whisper, pulling her closer and letting her lay on top of you.

“I love you too Detka,” she murmurs, limbs tangled together as you fall asleep in each other's arms.

[ghoulishfreak]

imagining having two subs; one tied down to something so they can't move at all, and one restrained but still available for me to move around. i'd make the tied down sub watch as i tease and play with the other sub until it's nothing but a mindless toy. just forcing the tied down sub watch the others sub's mind melt and know that's what i'm going to do to them next.

then id remove my toys restraints and order them to get on all fours directly in front of the tied down sub. make the sub watch me fuck all the brains out of my dumb mindless toy until they're drooling and cumming all over themselves and the other sub. by the end of the show, the restrained sub would be so turned on that they would be begging to get fucked stupid, turned into a toy like their companion

[silver-horse]

unfortunately I have opinions about the ascendant astarion ending and I have been holding back from saying it. but it's a problem that applies to the whole game and it's been annoying me

what's actually weird about the ascendant "romance" scene is that the writer considers it a tempting option for the player. They wrote it to be bad, but they also think it's a fun and sexy option. Same goes for the haarlep scene which they also wrote that way because they find it sexy. Except finding this sexually appealing entirely hinges on the idea that the player is a submissive. So RIP to a scene that the rest of us could have found sexy because the lead narrative designer was a submissive. lmao

In this game you can have a scene where you have to kneel for a male character. But you can never have a male character do the same for you. (Halsin doesn't count. It's a vanilla scene, he is not submissive there and we are not even asking/telling him to kneel down) You don't get such options, not even if you play a drow female! RIP the number one reason for playing drow female to be honest. lol You can kneel and fully submit to ascendant astarion or fully submit to mizora or fully submit to haarlep or submit to lae'zel or submit to minthara. you can get whipped by abdirak or you can tell him "touch me and lose a hand" he even responds positively to this remark and yet the possibility to flip the dynamic doesn't exist. There is never an option where a male character truly submits to the player. RIP to a scene that would have been the opposite of the traditional dynamic. the potential that existed but they never used the opportunity

By the way, how interesting that Lae'zel is dominant but she is a woman so ofc you get the option to tell her “no you will submit to me”. You never get such switch options with any of the male characters... Obviously it's not ascendant where they could have made that an option. My point is that it's NEVER an option among so many male characters.

It's a cool idea that the bad ending in a romance means "I saw this character as a sex object" except it falls apart when the scene is very sexually unappealing to anyone who is more dominant leaning. If I see a character as a sex object then I would place them in sexual situations which are appealing to me. so the message doesn't quite work. because there isn't anything that I can selfishly choose for myself just because I like it and I find it sexy.