#sub trey

[frenchfrywrites]

Was reading your obey me master list and your mating press ask for the boys and sides made me wonder about perhaps pressing the Twst third years?

Mating press with the TWST third years

MINORS DNI

Cater really loves the position! He looves that it forces you to pay such close attention to him. Oh you'd never be able to tell if he likes it more than any other position though. Cater is dumb and drooling just from having your tip pop inside of him, and having you push him into a mating press generates the same reaction lol. No matter what position you fuck in, he's gonna be drunk on your dick all the same. He'll brag to other people about you being able to fuck him in the position btw.

Trey looooves the mating press position. Part of his infatuation with it comes from the name of the position alone, for he has a massive breeding kink imo. Part of it though, is due to the fact that you’re so close to him, and he can see you better when he doesn’t have his glasses on <3 he loves being able to see your face and cling to you when you fuck him! Even if he can’t see you as well as he’d like, the sound of your balls and thighs hitting his skin is fuel to the fire cooking in his loins.

The mating press is easily Leona’s favorite position to do when you want to take him on his back. Typically I think he leans more towards being fucked doggy style or on his side, so his tail isn’t put in an awkward or uncomfortable position. But when you’re fucking him in a mating press he’s so lost in pleasure that he’s hardly paying attention to the feeling of his tail being pinned against the bed. All he can do is claw your back and beg you to fuck him full of some cubs. 

Rook has more favored positions, but he has absolutely no complaints when it comes to the mating press. He likes that he can cling to you and show off how flexible he is! He likes that he can kiss you while you cum. He especially loves the way that your cock reaches so deeply inside of him. However he certainly doesn’t need to be fucked in this position every night to be satisfied. If you maneuver him into it every once in a while, it’ll the do the trick of getting him real worked up and seeing stars. 

Vil will probably claim indifference towards the position, but he loooves it! He’s greedy for your cock, and loves having it feel like you’re churning up his guts with how deep you’re reaching. He likes that you’d have to be focused on him and his pretty face while fucking him. And he especially loves how it feels to have you cumming deep inside of him, making sure there’s not a drop that escapes him. He’s more than flexible enough to do the position nearly every night too.

Idia “hates” the position. He’ll tell you it’s embarrassing, and that it hurts but really he loves it so much. All it takes is one thrust in the position and all excuses die on his tongue. The first time you try it he cums so quick. That isn’t to say that it isn’t a bit embarrassing for him, being so exposed for you, or that it doesn’t hurt a bit (because we all know boy is NOT doing his stretches lmao). It's just that Being Seen a little by someone he loves and trusts, and the subsequent burn in his legs the following morning (that remind him of said fucking) are hardly "negatives". So really, he won’t complain much. 

Malleus enjoys the position a lot! When you explained it to him, I think he really liked the implications coming with the name. He gets all flustered and excited thinking about you being his mate and filling him with babies. He loves having you manhandle him into the position, and the weight of you on top of him more than anything. When he’s deep into subspace having you so close is an incredibly comforting thing. Being the romantic that he is, he also adores being able to see your face while in the position. 

I actually can’t see Lilia being wildly into the position. The things he’d love about it is being so small under you (the size kink goes wild with this position), and having you so close to him. However… I see Lilia as being a very active and squirm-y man. I think he’d much much rather ride you than be put in a mating press. He’s like the opposite of a pillow princess to me dkshgkah. BUT! If you did hypno with him, or maybe somno, he’s very into it and very pliant. He may be old as dust, but he can still stretch and bend like any other twink.

[rinkunwritesstuff]

MDNI‼️

the needy 3rd years need your help in bed...

cw: uuh sexy time, nothing too explicit 😁

[hellsslibrary]

✧･ﾟ:*NSFW Alphabet with Trey Clover*:･ﾟ✧

DNI : minors.

!!Warnings : switch(mostly sub)!bottom!Trey, food play, praise kink, riding, teasing, rough sex and soft, thighs, handjob, male reader.

Cater <————«« Trey »»————> Riddle

Heartslabyul. Trey Clover.

A = Aftercare (What are they like after sex?)

Probably the most caring boy in all of Twisted, yes. Even if he is tired to the point of impossibility, he will still make sure that you are in order and that you are completely satisfied. And then both of you will do what you need. Shower, water, hugs, whatever. He will fulfill your every wish.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

It's definitely thighs in you. It just seems that way to me. He loves to sit on your lap at all times, and he loves to play with them during sex. Squeeze, caress, kiss, suck, bite, whatever. Especially if you have sensitive thighs.

In himself, his favorite part is obviously his hands. They are very skillful, since he is a confectioner, after all. So he can do a lot with these hands for you.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

Well... He cums above average, that's for sure. His semen is sweeter than normal and thicker, since sweets are a major part of his life.

As for your cum... He loves creampie, so get the my idea, imps.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Any fanfiction with foodplay and Trey is my weakness, so listen up. He dreams of having sex with you in the kitchen of Heartslabyul and using all sorts of ingredients like various syrups, whipped cream, some berries and everything else on your body or on his body in absolutely any way you like.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

He's probably not a virgin. Although he did not have affairs where he would be the bottom, so in that place you are his first. Definitely knows what he's doing though. He is clearly not an innocent person.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

Lotus flower (click there to see). I just want him to sit on my lap with those thick thighs of his and... Ahem. He's just a sensual and romantic boy so he loves this position, where he or you (depending on who's dominant) can set any possible rhythm that's comfortable for both of you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

I guess he's serious enough if you're dominant and he's just overly focused on pleasure at times like this, just enjoying your praise, words of love, touches and thrusts. But if he dominates... Then he will definitely say a few joking phrases, just to tease you.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He keeps everything clean there, so you won't find hair in there, as he gets rid of it quickly. The color is exactly the same as on the drapes, only the hair on the carpet is a little lighter.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He is very romantic! If you ever mention any thing that seems romantic to you, then expect him to bring it to life soon. Whatever you think is romantic will be yours in a short amount of time. Also during sex, he will be the most tender and loving boy, sensually stroking you, praising you, taking care of you and everything you can imagine.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Nope, not a fan. He probably just doesn't have time for that, though. But he still hardly ever finds his own hand or anything else too satisfying, so he prefers to wait until his arousal wears off or have sex.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He loves to ride you. He loves to look down at you while you moan and your face is absolutely blissful while he squeezes your chest/thighs/sides/whatever. He also loves handjob, he prefers hands to mouth, if only in case of his own satisfaction. He just loves the way your hand slides over his cock, the way you rub his head and balls as he lies helplessly underneath you.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Well... I guess he likes sex on the table. Just because he loves it. But given his favorite position, it's probably a bed, a chair, an armchair, a couch, or whatever you can sit comfortably on.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Trey is not very easily aroused. Although he can be easily seduced by the look at your thighs if you're wearing some kind of tight pants or shorts... Or if you deliberately eat something too sexy (you know what I'm talking about).

N = NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

He doesn't want to cause you or him much pain, obviously. He is generally not a particular fan of some too rough and sadistically masochistic sex. Also, he would probably prefer to have sex in places where he is convinced that no one will be, just ... Just in case. Ahem, so that no red-haired tyrants will notice you, ahem.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He prefers to give more, of course. Trey loves to see the look on your face when he pleases you, and especially he has access to your thighs, so it couldn't be better.

For his part, he still prefers a handjob, as I said, but he still enjoys any kind of blowjob/eating out/jerk off/etc from you.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Definitely a slow, sensual tempo. Although it can get faster and rougher if you want it or prefer it. But he likes more leisurely, romantic sex, so :b.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Since he's quite busy, like Vice Housewarden, you have this happen quite often, simply because he doesn't have time. Although his preference always goes to your rarer but more valuable leisurely intercourse.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Not particularly risky. He will not do anything that will cause one of you to get hurt, or get caught, or leave one of you unsatisfied (he will always make you satisfied, no matter what). But he is quite ready for experiments.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He is quite durable. 5-10 rounds I guess. You can fuck him all you want because it takes a lot of effort to get him to his point of overdrive. Although not as much as with Cater, for example.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He has a couple. Handcuffs or ropes, just because he likes to tease you or for you to tease him. He also has a couple of other toys for you to use on him. And he has at least one butt plug and wears it quite often, you know... Just in case.

U = Unfair (How much do they like to tease)

He loves to tease you! Although he knows your boundaries and your clear "no" and he will never break them. But he still loves it.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He's... 2-3/10, really. I don't think he's too loud. He may sigh, moan softly in pleasure, but he will never be too loud.

W = Wild Card (Get a random head canon for the character of your choice)

He has thick, bulging thighs. You know, those thighs you look at and think "Fuck, this is the juiciest thing in the world" and all this heresy. Basically... He loves to squeeze you in his thighs as you suck him off/eat him out/fuck him. It's just... Well, fuck, who doesn't want to be crushed by those thighs?

X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants, picture or words)

He is very muscular! He has a good, muscular body, relief and it is quite wide. His cock... 6-7 inches/15-17 cm. Slightly larger than average, yes. And it is medium in girth, although slightly plumper at the base.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Average. He doesn't need a lot of sex and will probably adjust to your sex drive. Is yours bigger? Okay, he'll try to make time for that. Do you have a lesser? It's amazing, he does too.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fell asleep afterwards)

He will probably fall asleep quickly enough after you bathe, change the sheets and do other things. Although if it was done in the middle of the day or something like that, then he will be a little sleepy after that.

[siren-serenity]

SUB! TREY CLOVER

"please...please! i've been good" "mhmm...ahhh!" "patience, my love"

characters: trey clover, gn!reader warnings: nsfw, dom/sub relationships, mc giving oral a/n: - feedback is appreciated!

Trey shivered, body bare and goosebumps raising across his naked skin. You caress his smooth face with cold hands, igniting a chill down his spine followed by a low groan escaping his lips; "Mhmm, urghhh." He buried his head in the crook of your collarbone; his veiny arm wrapped around your waist where you were straddling him. You continued to grind onto his erection, igniting another moan from his lips; "Please..." Trey panted, squeezing his eyes shut when he was oh-so-close to an orgasm but resisted a groan when you stoped.

You hummed before slowly getting off; Trey's arms quickly rose to tug you back down; " but his amber eyes widened adorably when you position yourself between his legs; "Open for me." Trey eagerly followed as you held his length in your hands, fingers slowly stroking it. He responds immediately, groaning and fisting locks of your hair in his trembling hands. You quickened your pace, pumping it as Trey's amber eyes roll back in pleasure. His mouth was wide open, drooling leaking slowly from his lips as he moaned.

"Quicker, quicker! Please, I'm so close-"

Trey's voice hitched as you pop! your mouth off his length before groaning and limping onto the chair.

"Please, please, I've been a good boy!"

He looked at you pleadingly with amber eyes that shined like spun gold. A red flush tainted the pure, pale, smooth face that made countless people fall for him, you included. You chuckled before straddling him again. Trey's eyes dilated as you grinded on his erection, playfully moaning as you continued. He shivered as you leaned in, pressing warm, wet butterfly kisses onto his body that felt too warm and too hot.

"Ngh~"

You lifted his chin, so Trey's begging, pleading amber eyes stared into your smirking ones. He looked utterly submissive, so weak and like a bird drifting in a strong win. Watching the vice dorm leader of a noble dorm like Heartslabyul now, with him begging for release...it gave you a power rush.

"Patience, my love. I want to drag this as long as possible so by the time you orgasm, you'll taste divine."

[kingschclar]

KINKTOBER DAY FOUR — biting/marking with trey clover

contains :: gn!reader, sub!trey, leaving hickeys and bite marks (obviously), no penetration, both parties are clothed, dry humping, trey is wearing a WHITE, COLLARBONE SHOWING SHIRT like a whore /hj (just like the one in the vargas camp event before they changed it)

kinktober mlist!!

"H-Hey, wait a m-" Trey tried to stutter out before you shut him up with a kiss. Gosh, he talks too much when he gets flustered. He gasped into the kiss, and you ate it up greedily, climbing onto his lap as your hands pressed against his chest, feeling his muscles under that stupidly sexy white shirt.

"I've missed you, Trey..." You muttered against his lips before starting to trail soft kisses down his neck, stopping every few kisses to lick and suck at his skin. "And you know what this shirt does to me." He groaned softly. Of course he knew. You tipped his head back before latching your lips onto his Adam's apple, sucking on it gently. Trey let out a shaky whine, his hands seeking purchase on your thighs. You could hear it all so clearly, every little pant, every little noise that slipped out from his lips, and you could certainly feel his erection pressing right against you.

You moved further down, now licking at his exposed collarbone. Your name fell from his lips softly, almost desperately as he bucked up into you a little. You took the cue to start grinding down into his dick, which was most likely starting to ache at this point.

"Can't believe you're getting off from me biting you," you chuckled, and he hummed, letting his eyes flutter shut as he felt the pleasure heighten ever so slightly. "Like it that much?"

Trey shuddered when you ground down on him particularly hard as if urging him to answer your question. "Only because i-it's you," he replied, and on normal occasions, you'd be able to hear the teasing tone in his voice. Now, as he moved his hips like his life depended on it, not so much.

You bit into his collarbone for the first time, and Trey groaned loudly, now starting to tremble a little. "Fuck," he whimpered, his head pressing against the headboard. You felt your heart rate speed up when he tightened his grip on your hips, rutting into you mindlessly.

You did it again and again, biting and sucking on his collarbone harshly, enough to leave marks for every person to see the next day, lest he wears a turtleneck. After every time, Trey's noises only got louder, actions more desperate and sloppy.

You were getting close, and you were sure that he was too. After a few more thrusts, you bit down on his shoulder, hard, using it to muffle your cry as you came. Trey came right after, shaking as he pulled you incredibly close to him. He fell onto the bed sideways, bringing you down with him as you both laid in silence for a few minutes, feeling the post-orgasmic bliss fade away slowly.

"So," you started, almost breathlessly, and Trey knew exactly what you were going to ask. He rolled his eyes playfully, smiling just a little. "Biting, huh?"

"Shut up."

[hellishlibrary]

Twst smut: Trey clover

TWST:  (OC INSERT) What if the fem!reader/OC insert of mine, always wearing baggy clothing or jackets and stuff to hide their slight muscular body build? HOW WOULD TREY REACT!?

Trey Clover

(this is almost a year old, so bare with me, also this was 1 am brain rot)

Warnings: !!!Finger And Oral sex, Teasing, Subby reader, slight degrading? Dirty talk!!!

nsfw below cut

Trey Clover… He would probably question why you wear Baggy clothing, like;

Insecurities, that's probably the main reason.

Or for just plain comfort? He doesn’t really know the reason but either way he still loves you regardless. Love a respectable mans <33

!!!Favorite Pillow Award!!! Like he lowkey loves to lay down in bed with you just to hug you and rest his head down on the chest, stomach, and prolly the thighs if you’re sitting upwards while he wants to lay down for a quick nap or break. Cause man is a full on dorm dad with a raging ‘dorm mom’ (riddle). And lets not forget the Aduece duo 

When you finally reveal your slight muscular build, he would probably be in awe from finally seeing your full body, admiring every bit, and savoring the moment, seeing you without your usual baggy hoodie or sweaters on does something to him. 

How it happened: 

Trey was walking back to the dorm with [Y/n] with ingredients for a strawberry tart, and when they got to their destination they both headed straight to the kitchen and started to work side-by-side together. Trey was carrying a little bowl of flour and other ingredients, as he was about to add the dry mixture to the moist mixture. He then trips over a rolling pin that fell on the ground earlier and dropped the mixture on your oversized hoodie. “Sorry [y/n], I didn’t mean to. Really!” Trey apologizes profusely as he regains his composure. You tell him it’s alright and that you just have to wash it now, he turns around to get a baby wipe for the flour on your face. When he turns around he sees you with your hoodie off, you’re wearing a spaghetti strap muscle shirt with those tight little volleyball shorts. Not to mention the slight toned arms they have, he finally realized how much he needed to see this. [Y/n], without their baggy hoodie on. For some reason it turned him on, like, a lot. “I-uh-, you..you look great [Y/n].” Is all that Trey could muster out of his mouth, his eyes wandering your figure. “Thanks!” you respond with a soft tone in your voice, it was carrying actual appreciation as well. Sooner or later, Trey intentionally locks the doors to the kitchen and casts a sound-proof spell as you put the tart in the fridge and hugs you from behind, resting his hands on your hips. “[Y/n].. I love you so much..” Trey mumbles under his breath as his warm breath hits the back of your neck, he then places a light kiss on the crook of your neck. You let out a soft gasp in surprise and smiled warmly in response, “Trey, I know we haven’t really gotten to talk for the whole week, how about we ‘catch up’.. Hmm?” you whisper under your breath, making sure he got what you meant. “Already two steps ahead of you..” Treys tone was a mix of slight lust and dominance, you smile, in response he then turns you around and kisses you passionately, pulling you in by your waist and eventually gripping your hips as you give him a hickey on his neck. Trey then proceeds to smirk and leads his hands down just right where your inner thigh begins and teases you with rough hickey, where he ‘bandaged’ them with soft and passionate kisses. “Trey... what if someone walks in?” Trey pulls away from your neck and smiles innocently, “oh darling, I locked the doors don’t worry!” you look relieved and nod, soon Trey starts to pull down those tight volleyball shorts and it reveals your light pink panties. You look away in slight embarrassment while Trey puts you on the counter, and pulls your panties down to your ankles. Trey teases you by rubbing your clit, “T-trey..” you whine, it soon got drowned out by your whimpers of pleasure. “Don’t you want more? Don’t you want me to just stick in my fingers?” He teases you as you rubbed your thighs together to get more as he teased you. “Don’t be a little baby about it~!” he suddenly pushes in his two fingers into your wet pussy, you let out a soft cry of whimpers as sudden pleasure rushes throughout your body. “What's the matter? Can’t take it?” Trey gets down on his knees and spreads open your legs, getting in between your thighs, while he’s placing your legs over his shoulder. “Tr-trey!” you whisper-yell under your breath, your pussy is wet and throbbing for any kind of pleasure you could get. “Don’t be like that, don’t resist your desire for me to eat you out” He said with a tease in his tone before he licked your clit slowly, this action caused multiple butterflies throughout your entire body. Treys tongue then slowly made its way into your velvet like walls, his tongue hitting all the good sensitive parts.

“Hah.. hah… Trey..! Please! Please keep going~! Ngh~”

[a-magical-evening]

Matt & Trey promoting The Stick of Truth (2013) Set 8: Gifspiration Series w/ @presidential--suite // Inspired by [X]

[mattsdae]

sub!matt ideas cuz i can’t sleep

// not mommy kink but more of a momma kink , face slapping , edging

- first of all, matt is a dom, through and through BUT when you brought it up, he decided to play along

- the whole idea came from the fact that he always has this cocky look in his eye whenever he’s dom and it pisses you off

- he actually does try to be submissive, but he has a hard time not being a total asshole the whole time.

- you tie him up so you can edge him and finally wreck him, but he still shit talks as if he isn’t in the worst position possible

- it took edging him multiple times before he showed any signs of breaking, so you take a different approach

- at first you tried to be nice to him, but after hours of being a brat, you took some inspiration from him and decided to be real mean to him

- he still looked real proud until you slapped him and told him to knock it off

- he was suprised at first but after getting over the initial shock, he realized he really liked how it felt

- not just the sting but also the fact that it gave consequences to his actions

- he was nicer after that, now no longer actively pissing you off, instead just looking cocky without saying anything

- he slips up and tells you to let him cum and after telling him to ask nicely, he scoffs and rolls his eyes.

- you grab him by the cheeks and tell him that he needs to listen to what momma says

- a literal flip switched when he heard you call yourself that. he almost instantly started obeying and acting more submissive than ever.

- he started begging and whining whenever you pulled away, which was completely different to his initial reaction of oh, come on, don’t do me like that or something stupid

- you decide to be nice and let him cum which leads to the best orgasm of his life. back arched, toes curled, eyes rolled to the back of the head type orgasm

- he usually doesn’t make noise but he was pretty noisy when he came. not a lot, but he whimpered and gasped for nearly a minute after he finished cumming

- he gets real soft after experiencing subspace for the first time and starts kinda crying

- ‘was i good? tell me i was good, please.’

- you coddle him while untying him but you have to leave him alone so you can clean him off and start a bath but when you come back he’s already passed out, cuddling with a pillow

[dddomenstarstwst1]

Day 4: Lingerie — Trey Clover

Warnings: sub!Trey, dom!gn!reader, nipple play, nipple sucking, biting, praise kink

Trey was disappointed in himself, he once again couldn't stand a chance against your puppy eyes. A reflection in a bathroom mirror made him look away, too embarrassed to see himself in a deep green two-piece lingerie that you ever-so-generously bought for him.

"Trey, dear? Are you done?" He was hoping you'd fallen asleep with how long it took him to compose himself and then wear the luxurious piece. But you were still waiting for him to come out and reveal himself.

"Y-yeah, close your eyes," you chuckled to yourself, before closing your eyes. Trey sighed and stepped inside the bedroom, he tried to cover himself with his hands. "You can look now."

You slowly open your eyes, adjusting your vision, and see Trey awkwardly shifting his weight from on leg to another. He had his eyes glued to the floor, too afraid to look at you. "Wow," you barely could hold a gasp, he looked really good in what you got him. The color matched his hair and gave you a really fancy feeling.

"S-stop staring at me. This was a bad idea, I'm taking it off." You get up and swiftly approach the spot he was standing on. Your hands flied to his shoulders, feeling the soft material under your skin. You teasingly slid your fingers down to his chest, playing with the lace.

"Well, aren't you the cutest thing. Why so shy, if you already put it on? I think you look absolutely breathtaking." You let your hands palm Trey's chest that fit exactly right into the bra. You circled one of his nipples with your thumb, drawing quiet gasps from the boy in front of you.

"Your nipples are so sensitive, aren't they? Want me to play with them more?" Trey stayed silent, so you squeezed the bud you played with, hearing a low groan in return. Your boyfriend nodded, looking a bit sulky from the abuse to his chest. You moved your hands behind Trey and unhooked his bra, letting it fall to the ground.

You led Trey to the bed, sitting on the edge, "Sit," you pointed at your lap, and he carefully placed his weight on top of you. Your hand went back to playing with his nipple, pressing the flat of your tongue to the other one. You wrapped your lips around the bud, circling it with the tip of your tongue.

Trey breathed heavily, intertwining his fingers in your hair. He wanted to pull you away, but his hand only pressed you closer. You let go of his nipple with a "pop", licked your lips and went for the other one. You sucked harshly, rolling your tongue over it and sinking your teeth in the flesh around the nipple. Then again and again in different places, leaving flesh bite marks all over Trey's chest.

"I'm definitely buying you more lingerie. Hm, maybe you should wear it even in public, under your dorm and school uniform. You'd like that, yeah?" You dragged your nails across his chest, making Trey cling to you, whimpering like a slut. He shook his head, trying to disagree with your words. He desperately wanted to think it wasn't true, that he wasn't going to like this, he was just doing it to make you happy. Yet in the end...

...you were speaking the truth.

[frenchfrywrites]

Trey attempts (and fails) to make a delivery

MINORS DNI

warnings: amab gn top dom beastman reader, sub bottom trans trey clover, meet and fuck, cunnilingus, knotting, implied scent kink, safe sex :)

Usually Trey's parents make his younger siblings make deliveries. Usually the deliveries are made in the morning. Usually he doesn't have to go through the deep, dark woods outside of the Queendom of Roses.

Trey sighs, refusing to get worked up over the less than ideal conditions he has to work with right now. Twilight came quicker than expected and he weighs the pros and cons of heading back and redoing the order tomorrow. How badly can someone want one measly tart anyways?

It's not that Trey is scared, but if he breaks a leg tripping over something in the dark he will be beyond pissed. 

Something moves out of the corner of his eyes. A deer. Probably. 

Trey pauses for only a moment then continues on his way, there's all sorts of things in the woods, he does not need to work himself up over nothing.

It's quiet (or as quiet as the woods get (not very)) for a while, and then there's rustling and something in the corner of his vision again. 

A deer, Trey tells himself. 

He slows down regardless, hoping that he doesn’t scare whatever is out there. There’s more rustling, more movement, and then-

"You smell good," the voice is low and far too close for comfort. Trey whips his head around and comes face to face with the hottest beastman he's ever laid eyes on. You're looking at him hungrily and Trey can't deny how flustered it makes him. Instead of showing that, he gives you a pleased smile.

"Thank you, it's probably the tart," he gestures to his basket. You shake your head,

"Dunno about that," Trey brushes off your comment, and continues walking. You catch up, "what are you doing out here all alone," you ask him curiously. 

"Making a delivery," you snort out a laugh and Trey quirks a brow.

"Sorry, I kinda expected you to say you were off to grandmother's house or something." Again he smiles. You introduce yourself and Trey does the same. You talk a bit, and though he didn't mind being alone, he can't deny that he likes your company.

"I can't believe your parents made you come out here alone. Aren't you scared?" You tease, lowering your voice an octave to try and get a reaction. Trey can't help but grin at that. 

"Of what? You? Hardly," Trey takes even more delight in the way you grumble. 

"Well…” you get close again, and Trey feels a shiver go down his spine. “You must be getting cold though, right?" Trey furrows his brows and- oh. He realizes where this might be going. 

"Hmm, you know you're right," he holds back the urge to laugh when your ears perk up and your face brightens. "I think I am getting cold."

"Oh my house is really close by if you want to come warm up," you offer, and yeah Trey knew this was coming (he can’t deny how delighted it makes him).

"Sure," and with his consent, off you go into the woods. Trey follows, as he highly doubts that you'll murder him, but even if you try anything he's pretty powerful with his magic now. 

The place you bring him to is cute and quaint, a sweet cabin that makes him feel domestic. 

"You live here all alone?" Trey asks, setting his basket down on the table. That tart is not getting delivered tonight.

"Yeah, it's alright most of the time," you're lighting a fire. Trey's a little surprised you're putting so much effort into making him warm. "Are you hungry?" You ask, standing and dusting your hands off on your pants. Trey shakes his head as he sits on the fluffy rug you have in front of the fireplace. He ate before leaving.

You join him on the floor, your thigh pressed against his. You yawn and wrap your arm around his shoulders. Trey thinks your sincerity surrounding the cliche is adorable. He turns to face you, his heart pounding in his body feeling aflame- and not because of the roaring fire. He decides that he doesn't want to dance around this any longer. 

"Will you kiss me?" Your ears perk up again, your eyes widening. You don't hesitate though. Gently you bring a hand up to cup his cheek- your claws are sharp but you're being so careful with him. Trey flutters his eyes shut, leaning in. He can hear your tail swishing with how excited you are.

When your lips meet Trey feels a spark shoot through his body.

He thinks you're a good kisser, if not a little clumsy. He presses into you enthusiastically, making sure you're aware of how much he wants you. 

"You smell so good," you mumble against his lips, then pull them with your canines. Trey whimpers, and whimpers again when you slip your tongue into his mouth. His hands wrap around you, pulling you on top of him.

You kiss him until he's breathless, pulling all sorts of noises from him. Trey whines when you pull away, though he's pleased again when you kiss down his jaw and scrape those teeth against his neck. 

You lick and suck there, your ears tickling him. Trey can feel himself getting more and more aroused. He's certainly getting warmed up to say the least.

"I'm hot," Trey mumbles, opening his eyes to find that his glasses have fogged a bit. You huff against his skin, causing Trey to shudder. 

"Yeah you are," he laughs at your remark. 

"I mean-" he flushes, "can I take my clothes off?"

"Yeah, yes, I'll uh," you back up, giving him room, "can I take off mine too?" Trey nods, thoroughly supporting the idea of you getting undressed. 

He makes quick work of stripping himself of his clothes, leaving himself in his underwear and binder. Trey watches you eagerly as you undress. You make his mouth water, and his loins ache.

Once your clothes are off you take in the sight of Trey, licking your lips as you do. He remembers how hungry you looked when you first saw him. 

"Can I eat you out?" You ask, voice rumbly and rough. It makes Trey wetter than he'd like to admit. 

"Please," he begs, spreading his legs for you. Trey sucks in a breath as you make yourself comfortable there. You press your nose against his panties and inhale deeply, 

“Trey,” you groan, licking the wet spot that’s quickly growing on the front. “You taste as good as you smell,” you growl, clawing at his underwear. You remove them from his long, slender legs and feel yourself salivate at the sight of him. 

Trey keens when you slide your tongue from his hole to his clit. With fervor you lick and suck him clean, then bury your tongue inside of his hole. Trey’s thighs quake and tremble each time your nose nuzzles against his clit, or your sharp teeth scrape against him. He reaches down, scratching behind your ears, pressing your head into his pussy.

You move upwards, sucking at his clit and Trey wails, knocking his head back against the floor. 

He moans your name, jerking his hips against your mouth, “more, please,” he begs, breathless and wanton. Your cock throbs at the sound of him, and when you glance upwards he looks divine.

“Can,” you move enough away from him to mutter, “can I use my fingers?” Trey nods,

“Please,” and you don’t hesitate to add two fingers. Trey flutters around you, letting out choked moans. You stretch and thrust them, continuing to suck and lick at his clit. Your cock is leaking pre- all hard and pressed against your underwear. 

“Fuck me, please, please, fuck me,” he whines, rutting against you. You pull off, your nose and chin drenched in his wetness. 

“Are you serious?” you ask, your fingers still inside his hot, wet sex. Trey blinks at you, his glasses in disarray. 

“Uh, yes, please,” imagining you inside of him makes Trey clench around you, “if you have a condom,” he adds. Safety first. You nod, 

“Yes,” you slowly pull your fingers out, “in my room, should we-” Trey nods, so you scramble to your feet and hoist him up. He lets out a soft, “oh,” sound, wrapping his arms around you, clinging to you as you bring him to your room. 

You place him gently on your bed, kissing him before you rush off to grab some lube and a condom. Trey takes this moment to remove his binder, which has been digging into his skin a bit. When he’s done you hop on the bed, and he smiles fondly at you, watching your tail wagging happily behind you. 

“Do you,” Trey starts, spreading his legs again for you, “have a knot?” he asks, hoping he’s masking the desire out of his voice. You set the lube next to him, 

“Um, yes? Is that okay?” you ask nervously. Trey, delighted, nods his head and pulls you close. 

“Yes, that’s perfect,” you grin, pulling off your underwear to reveal your hard, wet cock. Trey moans at the sight of you- he could vaguely sense the shape of you through the tent in your underwear but seeing you fully exposed is entirely different. 

“Good,” you tear open the condom with your teeth, and that makes Trey unreasonably horny. He watches with bated breath as you roll it onto yourself then coat your cock with lube. “I’m going to try to stretch you just a little bit more,” you tell him, lubing up your fingers. Trey groans,

“No, please, just-” you press into him and curl them, cutting him off. Just to make sure he’s ready for you, you scissor your fingers for a moment. You kiss that cute little clover on his cheek and when you pull back you slip out your fingers.

“Ready?” Trey nods, so hard you think his glasses might fall off- and briefly you wonder if you can fuck him so hard that that happens.

“Please, I’m begging you,” he pleads, wrapping his arms around you and clinging. 

“Okay baby, hold tight,” you line your cock up with his pussy, rubbing your head against him. 

“Pl-oh!” you pop your head in, cutting him off. Trey lets out a pleased moan, wrapping his legs around your waist as you sink into him. 

You go slow and sweet, despite how badly you want to snap your hips into him. “Doing okay pretty boy?” you ask, gently rubbing his hips. Trey hums, 

“Yeah, you feel so good,” he flutters around you, making you groan, “you’re big,” he huffs, unwrapping an arm to adjust his glasses. 

“You’re doing so well,” you kiss his neck, “you’re taking me so well sweetheart,” Trey blushes. “Oh?” you push in a bit more, “you like that?” he looks away. 

“Aw,” you coo, finally pressed wholly inside of him. You pause to let him adjust, “you feel so good around me. Perfect,” Trey whines, “like you were made for me sweet-” 

“Just fuck me, please,” he cuts your praise off. You huff out a laugh, drag your hips back and thrust deeply into him. Trey’s eyes roll back into his skull, and you keep up your pace. Eventually his eyes flutter shut and he lets out soft moans with each thrust. 

Trey squeezes around you, and when you let a hand come down to play with his clit his back arches as he clenches like a vice around you. He’s so wet and hot and tight around you that you can feel your composure slipping; Your groans start to sound more like growls, Trey’s hands claw at your back, all of it makes you feel more animalistic than ever. 

“I want to- ah, cum,” Trey moans.

“Yeah? Hah, wanna cum on my cock Trey?” you stroke his clit faster and he wails, “I’m close too sweetheart, want me to knot you?” Trey nods,

“Oh yes, please, cum in me, hah,” he groans your name, “please- oh, knot me, I’m going to cum, I ah-” and then he does, and thank god he does because you come quick after him, pounding him as you fill the condom. 

Trey comes quietly, with heavy panting and a clenched up body. If you were thinking more coherent thoughts, you'd wonder if your knot would fit with how tight he gets around you. Except you’re not thinking coherently, you’re mostly just thinking about fucking Trey full of a litter. 

Your knot inflates after you both come down from your highs, and Trey winces. 

“M’sorry,” you kiss that cute clover again, “relax baby, just try to relax I know you can take it,” Trey hums.

“It’s okay, I’m okay,” he reassures, “just hurt a bit at first. I’m okay,” he smiles, scritching behind your ears. You return his smile, your tail wagging happily. 

“Good. We’re going to be here for a while,” Trey nods understandably. You rub his hips gently, avoiding eye contact, “um, you’re invited to spend the night,” you tell him, feeling a bit nervous. “I could uh- we can get breakfast in the morning, my treat,” you give him a sheepish smile. 

Trey hums, thinking about it for a moment, “yeah, I’d like that,” he laughs when your ears perk up and you beam at him. “I’ll have to text my family when your knot deflates, let them know about the tart,” you nod, nuzzling into his neck blissfully. 

“Mmm that tart,” your stomach growls. 

Trey laughs, “with the way you ate me I’m surprised you’re hungry at all.” You nip his neck gently.

“Maybe I'm craving dessert is all,” you mumble playfully, hoping Trey catches your drift. The man laughs,

“We’ll see about that after your knot deflates,” he pulls you in for a kiss. You sure hope he lets you eat him out again; he’s the best thing you’ve ever smelt or tasted and you’ve got him here all night long.

[twistmusings]

Hi! Can I request heartslabyul’s and leona’s “hard no’s”? Thank you! Have a good day :)

Heartslabyul + Leona's "Hard No's"

CW: Brief mentions of a lot of kinks, Degradation, RACK and intense kinks but otherwise not super graphic.

Riddle Rosehearts

More than anything else, Riddle really, really hates feeling like things are out of his own control. He would really struggle to give that control up entirely, which means that he's definitely iffy on things like being tied up and submission in general. Not that he will never do them, but he would have to be with a very, very long-term partner and there would have to be a long discussion about boundaries well in advance.

One of his hard nos is definitely corporal punishment used on him. He wouldn't mind if a partner want him to do something like use a crop/whip/flog/etc on them, having them use one on him would be an adrenaline rush in the bad way and might cause him to spiral into a panic. Or, worse, fight or flight mode.

He doesn't want to draw blood from either of them. It would make him feel terrible if he made someone he cares about bleed, and even worse if he seriously injured them.

Another person who needs to feel clean and dislikes being soiled, so most salirophilia kinks are off the table once again.

He just... really, really isn't into roleplay in the bedroom. He doesn't get the appeal of pretending to be someone else, especially if he's pretending to be someone who isn't or shouldn't be in love with his partner. It's not really a no, perse, because he would humor a partner and give it a shot if it was something they really liked, but he wouldn't be all too excited by it and he is most certainly not the best actor when his heart isn't in it.

Ace Trappola

Ace has SURPRINGLY few hard limits. Really the only ones that come to mind are that emetophilia and coprophilia are both hard nos because they squick him out. Now there are definitely a lot of things that don't really do anything for him, for sure, but aren't hard nos.

I would say the one other major thing is that he does find himself to be a bit more of a switch and verse, so he wouldn't want to feel trapped into one role or another. He doesn't really mind being submissive or dominant, and same for topping and bottoming, he just likes to switch it up so that it doesn't become routine.

Deuce Spade

Deuce would really, really dislike degradation aimed at him. Especially related to his intelligence. It frustrates him to be insulted regularly, and it actually hurts to hear it coming from someone who he cares about even if he knows it's not real. He doesn't mind giving it, however, if he knows that they are into it.

Not a hard no, exactly, but he doesn't like to be gagged. It feels too restrictive, and will usually only let them be on for a few minutes before asking for them to be removed.

Choking him is a hard no for him. He'd be hesitant to do it to a partner, but even then he'd consider it. If they want to choke him though? Absolutely not, entirely out of the question.

Public sex is a no. Not even because he wouldn't be interested, he just gets terrible nerves and wouldn't be able to get it up because of it.

Trey Clover

Trey has quite a few things that are on his 'no' list.

Unsanitary kinks are absolutely out of the question, and they all squick him. He doesn't like the thought of being covered in someone else's bodily fluid even if that fluid is cum or sweat, so a lot of things straying in that direction are going to be tentative at best.

He is really, really, truly not a fan of food in the bedroom. Food is a kind of platonic love language for him, and the idea of including it in sex just makes him feel kind of gross about it.

He's not into more extreme kinks: anything involving hitting or choking or violence in general is a pretty big nope for him. He is a very, very big softy and wouldn't be capable of doing something to hurt his partner even for the sake of turning them on. He doesn't want any of it done to himself either.

Not a no: more of an addendum to the last one, he doesn't mind being domineering or mean if they want him to be, he just won't physically do anything that would cause pain or injury.

Cater Diamond

Cater really doesn't have a whole lot that he would say no to outright, even pretty fringe kinks. After all, they can't help what they're into, right? He doesn't mind humoring some weird kinks so long as a) they're not hurting anyone and b) there's an understanding that some bizarre kinks remain fantasy and not reality.

He would struggle a little bit with himself being called names: it can get to be too much for him very quickly. It's not an outright no, but go gentle on him.

He definitely has some strange kinks of his own. He's the sort of dude who is willing to try just about anything once, and is probably the most open-minded on this list.

Leona Kingscholar

Leona hates being compared to other people in the bedroom. He isn't so pressed if his partner wants to be non-monogamous or anything, but if they compare him to someone else (physically, mentally, sexually, however) he will get pissed off and drop whatever they were doing prior.

He's not really into things with his feet. Truthfully, it feels gross for them to even get wet in the shower, though, so it's probably an instinct of some kind to not want his feet touched.

If you bring up Malleus, he will walk out. The only exception to this would be if he is in a poly relationship involving Malleus, too, to be quite honest.

He's surprisingly openminded. Even some more intense kinks and RACK don't really bother him so long as they are okayed with him beforehand.

[angelltheninth]

NSFW Masterlist Part 7

DC COMICS

Friends with Benefits with Hal Jordan

Jason Todd Gets Jealous and Fucks You in an Alleyway

Conner Kent x Fem!Reader - Principle of the Thing

Clark Kent x Fem!Reader - A Needed Confidence Boost

Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader - Hold the Popcorn

Friends with Benefits with Bruce Wayne

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader - Those Who Meet in the Shadows

MCU

Matt Murdock Gets Dirty in a Church

Logan Howlett when You're a Bimbo and Cockdrunk

King Valkirie - If All of the Kings Had Their Queens on the Throne

Steven Grant x Fem!Reader - Negotiation Tactic

MCU Characters Being Caught Masturbating

Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader - Please, Say Please

ARCANE

Viktor, Jayce, Ekko and Silco Get a Boner in Public

Arcane Women with a Packer

Sub!Amab!Sevika + Cock Riding

Viktor x Fem!Reader - Lesson Learned

Arcane Men + Passionate, Sensual, Intense or Rough

Arcane Women with a Camgirl Reader

CHAINSAW MAN

Chainsaw Man Quartet Goes Feral on You

Chainsaw Man Quartet Eating You Out

Chainsaw Man Quartet Playing with You Under the Table

Aki Hayakawa Being Your Sex Summer Tutor

BLUE LOCK

Fuckboy Reo Hooks Up with You

Chigiri, Kunigami and Reo Reacting to Your New Swimsuit

Bondege with Mikage Reo

Bachira Denying You Pleasure

Using the Safe Word with Isagi, Kunigami, Kaiser and Shidou

Dry Humping with Rin, Kaiser, Karasu and Nagi

Blue Lock + Threesomes

GENSHIN IMPACT

Al-Haitham Fucking You While Kaveh is in the House

Genshin Men Get A Boner in Public

Childe x Fem!Reader - A Bet and a Prize

Genshin Men when You Confess in the Middle of Sex

Bath Sex with Thoma and Ayato

Things Genshin Men Enjoy in Bed

Genshin Men Doing You Better Then Your Ex

Forced Proximity with Genshin Men

Poly Relationship with Thoma and Ayato

Zhongli x Fem!Reader - The Morax Punishment

Make Up Sex with Genshin Men

Kaeya x Fem!Reader - How Long Can You Go

Interrupted Masturbation with Childe

Genshin Men Fucking You So Hard You Can't Walk

Hate Sex with Genshin Men

Faking an Orgasm with Genshin Men

Scaramouche and Pantalone as Vampires

Diluc x Fem!Reader - Unhelpful Help

STAR WARS

Wrecker x Afab!Reader - Getting Wreckered

Trapped in a Small Space with Din Djarin

Darth Maul x Fem!Reader - Clamming the Throne

The Bad Batch + Soft Sex

AVATAR

Jake Sully x Fem!Reader - Tails, Growls and Arousal

Tonowari Facesitting Headcanons

Avatar Men Getting Praised During Sex

Avatar Men and Their Weak Spots

Friends with Benefits with Avatar Men

Jake Sully x Fem!Reader - Newbie Mating Cycle

TWISTED WONERLAND

Trey and Cater Using a Vibrator on You

Deuce Spade x Fem!Reader - Vows on Devoted Lips

Floyd Leech x Fem!Reader - You'll Remember You Belong to Me

Twisted Wonderland Dorm Leaders + Clothing That Turns Them On

STRANGER THINGS

Eddie Making You Clean Him Up After Sex

Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader - High and Horny

Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader - The Child Support Charade

Stranger Things Men + Where They Like to Cum on Your Body

Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader - Gatekeeper to My Heart

KIMETSU NO YAIBA

Being Douma's Pretty New Maid

Karaku Giving You Oral

Fingerwarming with Tengen Uzui

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA

Bakugo Grinding Against You Behind the Gym

Bakugo + Bimbofication

BNHA Men Having Sex For the First Time

Husband!Shoto Gets a Blowjob From His Shy Wife

Stalkers Izuku and Dabi Finally Get what They Wanted

Tomura Shirigaki x Fem!Reader - Where Pleasure Hides

JUJUTSU KAISEN

Enemies to Lovers with Toji Fushiguro

Gojo x Fem!Reader x Geto - Threeway Fun Between Friends

Sukuna x Fem!Reader - Double Duty for the Demon King

Jujutsu Kaisen Men When You're So Full Their Cum Spills Out

Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader - Stop the Clock

Toji Fushiguro Being Your Pervy Neighbor

Toji Fushiguro x Fem!Reader - Better Than Shower Thoughts

Geto Suguru + Sex Pollen

TRIGUN

NSFW Headcanons with Vash and Nicholas

Praise and Mirror Sex with Vash

Service Top Vash

Vash, Nicholas and Millions Knives + Cum Shot

NSFW Headcanons with Millions Knives

Vash Being a Sloppy Eater

Vash, Nicholas and Millions Knives + Sex Pollen

Being Vash's First Time

CALL OF DUTY

Virginity Loss Blurb with Simon

Task Force 141 + Spots That Turn Them On

Cleaning Up with Simon

Simon "Ghost" Riley + Touch Me and You Lose

Simon and König Want to Go All Night With You

A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE

Virginity Loss with Daemon, Aemond and Harwin

Silent Blowjobs with Daemon, Aemond and Harwin

Messy Affair with Harwin Strong

[harunayuuka2060]

Riddle: Why are the freshmen wearing pajamas?

Trey: For their history class.

Riddle: Pajamas... In history class?

Cater: The freshies has this new teacher, right?

Riddle: Yes. The one who defeated the headmage in a duel.

Cater: They were the teacher assigned in the disciplinary department, however, Professor Trein allowed them to sub his classes.

Riddle: I see. But what's the point of pajamas?

Trey: Ace mentioned to them that history is always boring.

Trey: And Professor MC announced that everyone is free to sleep in their history class, if and only if they could.

Riddle: Huh?

MC: Listen here, my dear students. Does everyone remember the rules of this history class?

Ace: Sensei! I have a question!

MC: Yes, Mr. Trappola? What is it?

Ace: Are you sure with the rules? I think it's more on to our advantage if you're going to ask me.

Deuce: But Sensei said "if we could sleep in this class". Wouldn't that be suspicious?

MC: You're right, Mr. Spade! Shall we start the class now? Ready your pillows!

*The students sobbing*

MC: *has written a script and read it to the class so they would understand more the tragic history they're studying*

Ace: Sensei... *sniffles* Please stop...

MC: Aww~ But Mr. Trappola, you can sleep this out. It's fine.

Deuce: Sensei... *sniffles* My head is throbbing.

MC: Use your pillow to rest your head on it. And oh! Is everyone having a good time?

Their whole class: *in unison* No!

MC: *chuckles* You poor babies. Sensei will promise to give you a lighter version of history next time. Hehe~.

Lilia: Are you okay, Sebek?

Sebek: *was in one of MC's history class* *still sobbing* I-I-I'm not, Lilia-sama... Kkhhhkukkukk...

Lilia: ...

Lilia: *looking at Silver*

Silver: *shaking his head*

Professor Trein: MC, please remind me not to observe any of your classes.

MC: Aww... But why, sir?

Professor Trein: *wiping his tears with his handkerchief* I'm no better than your students.

[hellsslibrary]

✧･ﾟ:*NSFW Alphabet with Riddle Rosehearts*:･ﾟ✧

DNI : minors.

!!Warnings : switch(mostly sub)!bottom!Riddle, kink for size difference, oral, praise kink, soft sex, teasing, roleplay(King and Queen of Hearts), pet play, male reader.

Trey <————«« Riddle »»————> Jack

Heartslabyul. Riddle Rosehearts.

A = Aftercare (What are they like after sex?)

He is very tired after sex, no matter what the pace was, no matter who dominated, no matter how many rounds and how intense the sex was. He is always tired. He also has a weak throat, I think, so he's always thirsty. So take care of the cute, red-haired boy, okay?

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Well... I guess his favorite body part in you is your eyes. He loves the way they shrink, looking down at him as he lies helpless underneath you, writhing in pleasure. He loves the way you close them when he pleases you. And he just loves your loving, sensual look when you talk about loving him.

His favorite body part in him is probably all parts of his body anyway. He's been very prepared for your first time by reading everything there is to know about two men having sex and... He's probably been doing some practice so somehow he loves everything about him and won't pick out anything about him.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

Considering his overly balanced and proper diet, his sperm is probably one of the most perfect. Like the truth, this is the most ordinary sperm, and it is released in a measured, normal amount, absolutely nothing unusual.

As for you, he'd rather you cum outside of him. He just doesn't want to give you the hassle of washing it out of him and himself too. Although he doesn't mind if you want to cum inside, yes.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Mmm, since the beginning of the relationship, he may have had the idea of role-playing the King and Queen of Hearts (Well, she's literally his prototype, so yeah). And, given that the king is much more loyal and kind (albeit still as infantile as his wifey), you would take a more submissive position, and he would, on the contrary, be more dominant and then you would violate one of the rules of the queen and on you would have hung a collar, though very unpleasant and heavy :( .Well, I leave everything else to your taste, imps~.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

He's... a total virgin. His mother is clearly "one partner for life", at least for her ideal son, so yes, he is definitely a virgin. Although his mother probably taught how to handle the female body and certain parts of it, apparently confident that her son would not be able to fall in love with a guy.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

Mmm, doggy style? He doesn't really like it when you see his face, although he loves when you play with his body however you want, but in the end he definitely gives up and puts his head on the pillows, exposing half of his face to you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He is definitely serious. Although if you have the most ordinary relaxed, sensual sex where you just enjoy each other, then he can lower his walls a little and joke here and there, but not much.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Definitely very clean, the hair is just completely shaved off. Like really, how can Riddle of all people not be clean there? Although the color matches, the same strawberry red.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Of course very strongly! For him, sex is primarily a moment of your privacy, a moment where you can enjoy each other without unnecessary factors. He is incredibly romantic, even if sometimes he can be shy about it.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He hardly has time for that, anyway. But I guess he doesn't do it often anyway, he'd rather have sex with you than his hand or anything.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Kink for praise, obviously! I won't even explain it, it's just Riddle. I think pet play. Like why not? He will gladly put himself under your command, knowing that you do not want to harm him. Or he will take command. Depends on your tastes. And I have one thought that maybe he has a kink for tenderness(?). I don't know how to explain it better, but I think it's the caring and gentle handling of him that turns him on during sex.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Within those places where ABSOLUTELY NO ONE can see or hear you. But probably the bed, he's simple enough in his looks.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

I think it fires up surprisingly fast or not at all. Although given his temperament, this should not be surprising. It's just the truth... One moment he'll have a hard-on from a few words whispered in his ear from you, and the next time he won't have a hard-on even after you teasingly rub his cock through his pants.

N = NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

Sex in public or semi-public places. Too much use of pain. And probably humiliation (albeit in a playful or, uh, romantic way maybe), but if you tease him like that... You better not do it.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He loves to give. After all, he read a lot of books before your first time, like I said before, so he definitely knows what he's doing... Only in his head, of course.

Although he still loves to receive, of course! Blowjob, rimming, eating out, whatever! He likes everything as long as you do it. (Although for some reason it seems to me that he preferred rimming/eating out).

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Slower and gentler tempo. He does not like to rush, he wants everything to be beautiful, cute and romantic. So he definitely prefers this pace.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He... Not a fan of that. Absolutely not a fan of this. One orgasm is probably not enough for him to satisfy himself. But if you or he really wants to fuck, but you don't have too much time, then of course he will agree.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He won't take risks, nope. Experiments of course. But he will not risk your reputation, health, or anything else. But to satisfy your perverted fantasies or offer his own, he is happy to.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Well, it lasts quite an average amount of about 5-10 I guess. Although somewhere around 12, he is already starting to get overstimulated.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He didn't have them. He considered it too dirty and unpleasant. Like who needs toys if there are hands, genitals and stuff? He... Began to treat them neutrally after starting a relationship with you. At least he doesn't mind them, and he'll keep something if you give it to him, but he's unlikely to buy it himself.

U = Unfair (How much do they like to tease)

Riddle will not tease you if you are dominant. He wants to be completely obedient and a good boy for you, although he may tease you a little if it pleases you, but he will immediately finish with any disapproval from you. But he loves to tease you when he dominates. He just finds something sexy in your pleading or in your facial expression when he teases you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He thought he would be quiet like 1/10. But finished somewhere at 7-8/10. It's loud enough, yes. He doesn't scream though. But it's still very loud and that changes that fact. It's too easy for him to feel pleasure when it all starts, so he just can't handle it.

W = Wild Card (Get a random head canon for the character of your choice)

He definitely has a kink to the size difference, it's true, you can't deny it. He's just tiny, and he's tiny there too. I'm just heading the headcanon for the fact that he has a small dick and has always been shy about it, even at the beginning of a relationship with you (well, I mean you're a guy biologically, if not, grow your dick). But after all, why does he need a big dick if he's the bottom, right? :)

X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants, picture or words)

Very slim. Maybe a little muscle, but it seems to me that there are not so many of them. Well, his penis is small in both size and girth, as I said earlier. 3-4 inches / 7-10 cm.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It is very low. I doubt he ever wanted to have too much sex, other than his puberty, of course. But on his own, he doesn't want to fuck very often, so in almost all situations you need to offer it.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fell asleep afterwards)

He... I think he generally has a hard time falling asleep, worrying about something or remembering. But I think next to you and even more so, given that he is tired, I think he will fall asleep quickly enough.

[stvolanis]

All Dolled Up

PT. 3

PT. 2

PT. 1

PAIRINGS: Dads best friend! Perv! Elvis Presley x innocent OC

WARNINGS: age gap (OC is 18 and Elvis is in his early 40s), foul language, inaccurate timeline probably, OC is a crybaby, cursing, talk of running away, OCs brother finds out about them, sexual themes in a barn

NSFW WARNINGS: dom!Elvis, sub!oc, daddy kink, making out, thigh riding, oc and Elvis almost get caught, oral (f and slightly m receiving), fingering, slapping, spitting, choking, degradation (whore, slut), praise, corruption kink, breeding kink, housewife kink ig?, nipple play, boob job, mentions of lactating,

sorry if I missed anything!!

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Kim woke up the next morning groggily. Her mind was hazy from the previous night, and it was all she could think of as she dolled herself up—for the presence of Elvis was near and strong.

Today, she wore a bold red off the shoulder sundress paired with black mary janes and her signature frilly white socks. Her hair was in a high ponytail, held by a black ribbon. Her bangs framed her face almost perfectly and she smelled of warm vanilla.

Kim knew he was there, somewhere in her family’s small house. She wasn’t sure if she was ready to look the brooding man in the eye yet, afraid he’d pounce onto her before she could even react. But alas, she also knew that she couldn’t avoid him forever. Not that she really wanted to, anyway.

So, as she opened her large white door and rounded the corridor—there he sat. Manspread on the couch, taking up almost half of it as if he owned it. His hair was messy and fallen in his stupidly perfect face. He wore a wife-beater and jeans that hugged his strong thighs just right.

The light was dim, but the light from the TV highlighted against the sharp features of his muscles and face. Kim felt her breath snap away from her as his eyes suddenly met hers all over again. He was so pretty. So, so, unbelievably pretty. And in that moment, the one thing Kim could finally settle on, is the fact that she was completely and utterly smitten by Elvis Presley.

Never had she ever felt this way for any man or woman before. It frightened her to no end, yet—she wanted—no. Craved more of him. More of his chuckles, more of his warmth, more of his touch—she wanted him more than anything. But, she knew she couldn’t ever really have him.

Even as he sat there on her couch, in her home—even when he had sat on her bed the previous night; he was merely always going to be out of reach. Their fingertips being only met. She was his secret, as he was hers. And, it seems that’s all they could ever be as long as she lived under her fathers roof.

The nagging voice in the back of Kim’s mind knew this couldn’t go on, but she couldn’t help it. “Y’jus gon’ stand there all day, or c’mere n let me love on ya’, baby?” He asked with a charming smile. Kim felt a warm sigh slip past her lips as she dragged her body to where Elvis sat.

“Where’s my father?” She asked as he perched her on his lap and tucked her face into his neck. “Gone, with ya’ brother.” He replied as he rubbed circles into the small of her back. She hummed in acknowledgment.

His body was warm and firm against hers, a contrast compared to her skin soft to the touch and slightly cold. His scent was intoxicating; wood, old spice with a lingering hint of tobacco. The small circular ash trey with the remnants of a cigar confirmed her thoughts.

His chest rose and fell beneath her at a steady pace as they basked in the comforting silence. Her fingers danced across his clothed chest gently. A show played on from the TV, but it only played as background noise in the darkened room. Kim felt content. More than she ever had.

She’d never felt the warmth of any other man besides her father and brother, but Elvis felt extraordinary to her. She felt protected as his strong arms tightened around her small frame, securing her seat on his lap. Kim wished to live in this moment with him forever, but thoughts plagued her mind as the world grew quieter around her than it ever had been before. All she could hear was his soft exhales if she really paid attention.

“What’re ya thinkin’ ‘bout, honey?” His soft voice broke her out of her daze. Kim’s eyes met Elvis’ for a moment, unsure. “I just—” she stammered. Her voice caught in her throat and she felt herself become breathless as her eyes began to water. “We can’t do this, Elvis.” She stated as she stared up at him.

The older man pursed his lips and his brows furrowed. His calloused hands cupped the sides of her face as he brought his closer to hers. “Let me take ya away from here, then.” He whispered, determination swirling in his eyes. “Ya know I can’t—I—my father—my brother, Elvis!” She stumbled over her words.

“They’re grown, darlin’, they can take care of themselves.” He replied. He wished to know what was going on behind her pretty eyes. The thoughts she was having so he could bid all the negative ones goodbye. Elvis longed to take his gem away from this rusted town before anyone else could. As his lips brushed against hers, she felt herself melt into him.

His lips were plump and soft, wet and warm as it become more heated. The kiss was intense as their teeth clashed against each other, tongues dancing and tangled. He lightly bit her bottom lip and Kim let out the faintest moan as her pussy began to familiarly dampen.

Elvis could feel her leaking through on his thigh. A small wet patch on his pant leg evident. “Fuckk, look at you, such a slut f’me, hm?” He mocked. Kim whimpered at his words. Usually, she’d take great offense to such degradation, but as she squirmed on his thigh and applied pressure to her sensitive clit—she wanted nothing more than to be his slut.

Embarrassment burned her cheeks as she found herself humping along his thigh for some kind of relief to the aching of her core. Elvis groaned at the little nymph in his arms and watched as she desperately tried to get herself off. He lifted his thigh a little to add more pressure to her clothed pussy.

“S’not enough!” She yelled out, hot and frustrated. Panting heavily as her body burned all over; begging to be touched by the older man she sat on. “Oh, baby, I know. Let daddy take care of you.” He cooed as he watched her eyes water again. Such a crybaby. His crybaby.

Kim bit her lip. Daddy. Such a vile thing to call him, yet it only made her all the more longing for him and she couldn’t place exactly why.

Just as Elvis took it upon himself to slide his hand into her panties, they jumped as they heard the familiar sound of the front doorknob rattling. Kim straightened herself as she sat furthest away from Elvis on the small couch. Her hair was a mess and her face was flushed. Her breathing was wavering and uneven as she rubbed her wet thighs together, letting out a small moan.

Elvis looked at her sternly, and Kim immediately toned down. In walked her father, followed by her dearest older brother who seemed rather sweaty and pissed.

Her father nodded at Elvis the way all men do, and Elvis casually returned it as if he didn’t have Kim on him humping against his thigh like a bitch in heat. “Elvis, hope Kims not botherin’ ya” Her father smiled. “She’s no bother at all.” He replied with a knowing smirk.

Kim gulped. “I was just telling him about how you partnered with the local fishermen, father.” She smiled. Elvis almost let a ‘good girl’ out at how good of a liar she was being. Any other time—Elvis would have her bent over his knee with her round ass bare and red from his hand prints for such a thing.

“Ah, yeah, I built my own farm and I sell meat from the the cattle and eggs from the chicken. It’s a business I profit quite a lot off of and the fishermen started supplying me with fish to sell them too.” He stated proudly. Truthfully, Elvis did not care for his farm or the fishermen—he was more pissed that he’d interrupted his time with his little angel.

Alas, Kim’s father made quick work of talking his ear off. Kim’s brother was no idiot, though. He knew his little sister inside and out. Her wavering breaths and flushed face didn’t go unnoticed to him as the two older men began a conversation.

Already pissed, he took it upon himself to grab his sisters arm and drag her off towards the secluded kitchen. “Kimberly.” Her brother started. “I don’t know what you’re doin’ with that man, but I’ll tell you this one time and one time only—stop.” He said firmly as he searched his sisters face.

The guilt that had been gnawing away at Kims conscience was all too much under her older brothers judgemental gaze. Her eyebrows furrowed and her lips began to tremble as they always do at the slight tone change of someone close to her. She was ashamed, as she knew she should be—but she couldn’t control nor help the way that she felt about Elvis.

“M’ sorry, but I really like him.” She muttered as tears ran down her face. Marcus sighed deeply as he ran a hand through his hair. “Kim, yknow dad will never be okay with it.” He stressed.

The younger girl sniffled. “Marcus, I wanna leave with him.” She said firmly. Her brothers mouth hung agape. “Are you out of your mind, Kimberly?! You just met this man!” He whisper -yelled.

“I know, but he’s different, Marcus! He’s not like your friends or the boys I go to school with. He sees me. Like—I mean he really sees me.” She said. Marcus knew his little sister was struggling. She was a single pale rose in a field of weeds, and he knew as much as she did that if she stayed any longer, she’d wither away. Wasted talent. Wasted youth. Wasted innocence.

She wasn’t made to work on a farm her whole life, or looked at like a complete child by half of the town. Kimberly was meant to shine like the sweet gem she was, and Elvis was going to make sure of that. His gem. His woman.

“Please, Marcus. He makes me happy. The happiest I’ve been since..mom.” She whispered. she searched her brothers eyes hopefully, and felt relief wash over her at his sharp intake of breath and firm nod. “Alright, Kim, but I’m taking no part in it.” He replied.

A smile danced across her face as she hugged her older brother tightly. “Thank you, thank you!” She replied happily. And at the end of the day, that was all Marcus wanted for her. Happiness. And if Elvis Presley could give it to her, then so be it. He just better not fuck up.

“Me and dad are gonna have to leave again, tomorrow morning at 9:30. If you wanna leave, that’s the best time to do it.” He whispered in her ear. Kimberly nodded in understanding before she made her way back to Elvis and her father, her brother following close behind.

“Kimberly, why don’t you go show Elvis around the barn?” Her father suddenly asked. Kim knew Elvis had no interest in the barn, but the glint in Elvis’ eye told her that he had other plans. “Of course, father. C’mon, Elvis.” She smiled up at him.

She led him through the small house, out to the back pasture. The sky was beautiful, as night was approaching. The moon just barely visible in a waning crescent. The crickets and the sound of rowdy animals were the only sound that could be heard, along with the older man’s heavy foot steps behind her.

The barn was nothing spectacular. A basic, old, red and white barn with two large doors. Typical, the kind you’d see in movies. The animals were all out in the pasture, leaving the barn secluded and empty. Marcus cleans the barn out every morning after he lets the animals lose, so it was pretty tidy in there as she opened the doors and led him inside.

It was bright inside as the light was on and hanging above the two, and it slightly smelled of grains and wheat.

Kimberly jumped at the sound of the door slamming shut behind her. She didn’t have time to turn around before she felt Elvis’ large body pressed against her from behind. His hands traveled around her body, groping at anything he could greedily. He held her neck in one hand in a fairly tight grip as he tilted her head slightly. He began kissing along her jaw as his free hand groped her breast.

“Elvis—” she gasped as he began sucking and licking against her jaw. Her panties were already soaked from earlier, before they were interrupted, but now they were ruined. “Been waitin’ to finish what I started, baby.” He said against her ear.

Kimberly was pushed against a hay bale and bent over by the older man. Her pussy clenched around nothing at his manhandling as she released a whimper. “M’ gon’ Taste this perfect cunt, yeah, baby?” He said as she heard him drop to his knees.

Elvis hiked her dresses up and bunched it around her waist, groaning at her ruined panties. “This all f’me, hm?” He asked as he groped her ass. At no response, he slapped her ass hard enough to sting. “When I’m talkin’ to ya’ I expect a response, ya’ hear.” He stated firmly as he pressed a kiss to where he slapped.

She gasped at the impact and whimpered. “Yes, daddy. M’ sorry.” She replied as she began to squirm around, desperately seeking more of his touch. “Who’re ya’ this wet for?” He asked. “You, Elvis, only you.” She whimpered out with a huff.

“Good girl.” He muttered as he ran his finger along her panty covered pussy. She groaned lightly in response. “Please, Elvis!” She begged. “Whadya need, honey?” He asked tauntingly. “Tell me n’ daddy will make it better.” He added as his nose brushed against her clit, inhaling her scent deeply.

“Need your mouth, daddy, please!” She replied. Elvis groaned at her obedience, and he felt his slacks tighten around his crotch area. He used his index finger to push her soaked panties to the side, and he gripped his cock through his slacks at the sight in front of him.

Her pussy was dripping in her juices, and her scent was strong as her little hole clenched around nothing desperately. Her clit was puffy and red, swollen with need. “Awh, been neglecting’ this pretty little pussy for too long, huh, satin’?” He asked mockingly as one of his long, slender fingers prodded at her entrance.

“Mhmmm.” The small girl replied as her lips trembled. How badly she wanted him to ravish her, and make her cum like she never has before. Ever since the first time he’d made her cum, it’s all the little nymph had been thinking about. She couldn’t get enough of him.

Elvis raised his hand before bringing it down again to slap her clit. Kimberly jolted forward. “Elvis!” She whimpered out. The older man merely chuckled. He blew on her sensitive pussy before began to lick along her pussy.

His tongue began doing things Kim had no idea it was capable of doing, and she felt her toes curl. He lapped at her sensitive cunt like a starved man, sucking her swollen bud in his mouth harshly and releasing it with a light ‘pop’ sound before his tongue found its way inside her pussy. He began to fuck her with his tongue with such passion, making Kimberly a whimpering, moaning mess before him.

“Oh, Elvis! Please! S-So good, oh my god!” She moaned out, nearly breathless as her mouth hung agape. He groaned into her pussy, and the vibrations began to be too much for her as her hips began to move forward, trying to get away from his torment on her weeping cunt.

He let out almost an animalistic growl as his arms firmly gripped her thighs back. “Don’t be fuckin’ brat, m’ not finished yet Kimberly.” He said firmly before he began to eat her pussy once more. His tongue began to work faster at her clit and he brought his finger up to her tight hole, harshly pushing it in.

He began fingering Kim with force as he suckled her clit into his mouth once more, and that was all it took for Kimberly to squirt all over the older man’s face with a loud moan.

“Daddy! Oh—“ she moaned out as her hand turned to grip Elvis’ hair. He didn’t let up on her poor pussy, and began to lap up all her juices. He drank her in as if he couldn’t get enough, and the truth was, he couldn’t. He felt like he’d die if he didn’t get every last bit of her. He was sloppy with the way he licked up that last of her juices, and he didn’t care. He was drunk on the taste of her sweet moans and pussy.

“Please, i can’t, s’ too much, daddy!” She whimpered as tears began to line her eyes. His little crybaby. “Sorry, baby, y’taste so fuckin’ good.” He moaned against her, but hearing her trembling voice made him stop his abuse on her sensitive pussy. He gave her clit one last kiss, and Kimberly felt herself melt.

“Are you gonna um..put your thing in me now, Elvis?” She asked hopefully. He shook his head. “M not takin’ your virginity in a barn, sweetheart. You deserve better than that honey.” He replied with a light chuckle. He shimmied her panties off of her and stuffed them in his back pocket to add to his collection.

“Wanna take care of ya too, daddy, can I? Please?” She asked as she peered behind him, batting her pretty little lashes. “Can’t say no to my princess when she asks so nice, can I?” He smiled as Kimberly lifted herself up.

“I got a lil somethin’ different in mind, honey.” He said as he helped her stand to her feet. Her legs were still shakey from her previous mind shattering orgasm that the man in front of her gave her. She could still see her juices on his chin and lips, and she blushed at the sight.

Elvis sat on the hay bale Kimberly was just bent over, and motioned for her to get onto her knees. Kimberly, being the obedient girl she was, did as told. “I want ya’ to give me a boob job, Kimberly.” Elvis stated as he began to unzip his slacks, slightly sitting up to let them drop to his ankles along with his boxers.

“A boob job? I-I dunno how to do that, Elvis.” She replied. Kimberly was the least experienced person Elvis had ever been with, and she knows that. But something Elvis would never say out loud is that the fact she’s so innocent, so pure and sweet beyond belief turns him on more than any other woman ever has.

Being able to mold her just right to fit him, teaching her to know just exactly how to please him while also pleasuring herself made his cock unbearably hard. Turning her into his personal obedient slut till all she knows how to do is be good for him and him only. God, how badly he wanted to make her his perfect little house wife. Knock her up with a few kids, make her all round and pretty.

“I’m gon’ teach ya’, baby. Don’t worry.” He said with a reassuring smile. Elvis pulled down the front of Kimberly’s off-shoulder dress, and her breasts spilled free. Her nipples hardened against the cold air, and stood perky. She had a small mole just above her left breast, and Elvis made sure to add that to the number of moles he counted on her beautiful body.

Her breasts were slightly uneven, one bigger than the other. Kimberly always told herself it was because the slightly bigger one was because it was where her heart rested. Her heart full of so much love to give to everyone, yet Elvis wanted it all to himself.

Every mole, every scar, every stretch mark—everything. He wanted everything Kimberly had to offer him.

Kimberly became insecure under his watchful gaze, and moved to cover her breasts. “I know they’re not—“ she began, but Elvis wasn’t having it. “Don’t ever hide from me, honey. They’re fuckin’ perfect.” He replied as he slightly leaned down to place a kiss on both nipples, to which Kim bit her lip.

He pinched both of her nipples with his index and pointer finger before slightly pulling them. Kim gasped at the way he began to tug on them, slightly whimpering. “Elvis” she said, her breathing uneven as he began twisting them. He leaned back down and began suckling one of her nipples in his mouth.

She could feel his tongue swirling around her bud, and nearly jumped as she felt him bite down enough to sting. Her fingers threaded through his dark hair as she moaned at the stimulation.

All Elvis could think about was her breasts being full of milk. The way it would taste. How greedy he would be. He felt like such a school boy all over again, a pervert, even. Stealing her panties, watching her touch herself, jacking off to the thought of her—he knew it was wrong but he couldn’t seem to help himself.

He released her nipple with a loud ‘pop’. Kim’s eyes couldn’t ignore his prominent, hard, aching cock standing tall in front of her. It had a slight curve and his mushroom tip was an angry kind of red. “Spit on it like i taught ya, baby.” He urged. Kim nodded and spit onto his cock before taking it into her small hand.

Her hand didn’t even completely fit around it, and his girth seemed inhumane. His cock felt warm to the touch as she began to stroke him up and down at a steady pace, making sure her saliva was spread evenly around his cock.

“Can I kiss it, daddy? Like you kissed my pussy?” She asked. Elvis let out a chuckle, nodding. “‘Course, baby.” He replied. That was all Kimberly needed to hear as she kissed his swollen tip all over. Her sloppy kisses trailed down to the base of his cock, and Elvis gently held her head as he bit his lip.

“Alright, Kimberly. Press those pretty tits together f’me.” He said. She looked up at him, slightly confused, but did as was told. She bunched her breasts together and watched as Elvis slid his weeping cock between them. “You gotta hold ‘em tight, or it won’t work.” He corrected.

Kimberly nodded and put more pressure against her breasts, making Elvis groan. “Good girl, now, move em up n’ down. Like you would if you were suckin’ my cock.” He instructed.

Kimberly moved them up and down just like he told her to, and she watched his face contort into that of pleasure. His mouth hung agape and his breathing became heavy. His pupils were blown out and his cheeks became red as she quickened her pace.

“Thaaaat’s it, good fuckin’ girl. Listen to me so well, Kimberly.” He groaned out. She loved hearing his praises, just as she loved making him proud. She chased for his approval as she stuck her tongue out and slightly bent her head down, so that every time she moved her breasts down, his top would slightly slide into her mouth.

“Holy shit, such a slut, god ‘m gonna fuckin’ ruin that pretty face, yeah? Ya’ want that?” He husked out. Kimberly eagerly nodded her head in response. “Please, daddy, want your cum. Want it so bad” she whimpered out.

“I know, satin, i know. Just like that, fuckkkk.” He groaned out, throwing his head back as she squeezed her breasts together even tighter. His cock began to twitch, and Kimberly could tell he was close by the way he was gripping the hay bale beneath him and his breathing became quicker.

“Shit, shit, shit, ‘m gon’ cum, Kimberly. Gon’ cum all over that pretty face n you’re gonna fuckin’ take it, whore.” He growled out as he gripped the base of her ponytail. “Yes, Elvis. Give it t’me, please. Want your cum.” She replied, her breath uneven.

Elvis couldn’t control himself as his cock began spurting cum, all over Kimberly’s face. Coating her lips, cheeks and forehead, dripping down her chin. He moaned loudly as she rode him out, spurting the last bits of cum he had to offer her.

“Good girl, such a good girl.” He groaned out. He felt he could cum again at the sight below him. His girl. On her knees for him. Covered in his cum. Her pussy still dripping for him. He wished he could take a picture of the way she looked right now, cause he’d keep her picture in his wallet everywhere he went. She looked so pretty covered and scented in him.

“I did good, Elvis?” She asked eagerly with a smile as she peered up at him through lashes. He nodded with a smile. “Yeah, honey, did so well.” He replied.

He used his finger to scoop up all of the cum on hee face before bringing it to her mouth. “Don’t want it to go to waste, satin” he said with a smirk. Her mouth opened and greedily lapped up the cum on his finger before sucking it in to make sure she got every drop off of it.

She released his finger with a familiar popping sound and Elvis stood, picking his boxers and pants back up before he helped Kimberly to her feet. “My knees hurt, Elvis.” She said with furrowed brows.

“I know, baby, we’ll fix ‘em up nice ‘n good, yeah?” He said reassuringly as he lifted her chin to give her a kiss. “Okay.” She mumbled against his soft lips. The kiss wasn’t lustful. It wasn’t fast. It was soft, and gentle. A peck. His lips resting on hers with a smile.

He felt her small warm hands come up and rest against his cheeks, holding his face in her hands as she leaned back to look him in the eyes. "if you want to leave, our time to do it is tomorrow. my brother and father will be gone." she whispered, as if someone would hear them.

Elvis smiled widely. “You’ll leave with me?” He asked, making sure he heard her correctly. She giggled as she pressed a kiss to his nose. “Yes, Elvis. I’ll leave with you.” She confirmed with a laugh. Elvis held her tightly as he spun her around, slightly lifting her feet of the ground as he placed kisses all over her face.

“Thank you, baby. Promise ‘m not gon’ make you regret it. We’ll catch a flight outta here ‘n I’ll take you back to Graceland. You’ll love it there.” He said happily.

And Kimberly basked in the feelings she’d never felt for anyone romantically before. Love. Pure love.

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Concubine Of The Red King [M!Reader x Riddle Rosehearts]

Forget his appearance in the game as Riddle is an adult in this story. Not much of an exaggeration, he just longer and that's it.

You will hardly see the name 'Riddle' at the beginning of the article, but towards the end of the article this will increase.😏

Warning: V!rg!n Riddle, Little hard(?), Smut, Grammatical errors, Not proofread

The clouds were already starting to gather. Even nature now operated according to the rules set by the kingdom. Not a thunder or a raindrop has landed on the earth, at least for now. This time it would be different from what seen since you arrived. You barely let out your deep breath. Because you know that if it goes on like this, you're the one who will be there next time. And it depends on a single sentence that comes out of his mouth.

You have been in the palace for 2 years. You don't know why, but suddenly you find yourself the concubine of the king who took the throne. Actually, it's probably because of your family, but that's not the point right now. You have seldom seen the face of the king since you came. You haven't had a relationship with him yet, and not just you. None of his other concubines had an affair with the king. The king did not have a partner, and yet he was not interested in any concubines. There were three other concubines with you. And now that number would be reduced.

Even after all these years, the King was not with anyone. Except for you, all the concubines were complaining about this situation. And the situation gave rise to silent gossip and incidents. One of the concubines was spreading rumors about the King's behavior. 'He doesn't stay with us because his tool is small, and yet he has a concubine.' 'It should definitely be a sub. Someone who likes to be fucked by others.' 'Have you seen Trey, the King's right-hand man, he's very friendly with the King. There must be a relationship between them. For the King neither chooses a partner nor spends the night with us.' and more of these rumors. You and the other two concubines were uncomfortable with this situation because your head was no longer above your neck because of these rumors. At the same time, the concubine who spread these rumors could not be said to be a very good person. They was causing problems for other concubines, including you. And now they was under the guillotine.

Another concubine, who could not stand what this concubine did, requested a private meeting with the King herself and complained about the concubine. Hearing this, the King was not very happy. His face turned the color of the red roses in the garden and he gave the order to the soldiers. This situation was a special situation that took place inside the palace, so it would not take place in the courtyard of the city like other executions, but in the garden behind the palace itself. Another feature that distinguishes it from other executions is that you could watch some executions as concubines, but from behind the crowd, depending on the magnitude of the crime. But now you are standing right behind the King. The king himself ordered you to watch this situation from the front as concubines. An order that tastes like a lesson to you. A lesson that foreshadows what will happen to you if something like this happens. You peeked into the king's face. His red hair framed his face. His gray eyes were as dull as the expression on his face right now. He was sitting on his red throne, just like everything else in the palace. You can tell from the way he sits that he has all the authority. You were just behind the throne, while the other two concubines were standing just to your left. Trey, the king's right-hand man, was just a few steps behind you. Even if you couldn't see it, you could feel that he was looking at you. You looking at the other concubines. One of them had a terrified expression on their face, and if you had called them, they would have started crying immediately. The other was not so tense. After all, they was getting rid of that concubine now. And now they was under the second guillotine.

While the last words of the concubine were taken before them head was taken, the concubine revealed the secret of the concubine who had revealed them. The other concubine was having an affair with a soldier from within the palace because the king was not interested in them. Moreover, besides you concubines, a few more soldiers knew about this relationship. When the king learned of this, his face was turning into blood red on. He suddenly turned to his left and looked at the concubine. The concubine began to deny it, but suddenly Trey interrupted them. He was informed by other soldiers and the certainty of the situation was understood. The concubine and them lover joined the other concubine under the guillotine.You and the other concubine are now the only concubines left.

A little sketch I drew after writing the article. Now go and be blessed.

You were having breakfast with other concubine. Neither of you has been well since the incident you witnessed yesterday. Especially your friend. Their not the type to watch these things happen, and you could never calm them down after the execution was over. They only calmed down when they was tired and enslaved to sleep.

'Are we next?'

The room fell silent. The concubine's eyes began to water again and roll down them cheeks.

'We didn't do anything wrong. As long as we don't, we're safe.'

As soon as you finished your sentence, soldiers filled the room. They took you and your friend to a hall in the part of the palace that you don't visit much. You saw them. The king and his right hand were drinking tea and eating tarts. Riddle Rosehearts, King of the Queendom of Roses, or 'Red King' in the mouth of Ace, a friend of yours who is a soldier in the palace. The two of them seemed to be chatting before you two entered the room, so of course they stopped talking when you walked in. After a moment of silence, Trey began to speak.

'The events that happened yesterday happened because of the learned facts. If those two hadn't committed crimes they shouldn't have done, they would be with us now. Because of this incident, both the name of our king and the name of the kingdom were tarnished. Therefore, you concubines are now under surveillance. But first of all..'

Trey reviewed the papers he was holding. Then he looked at you two again.

'We did not break any of the rules you mentioned.'

'279. According to the rule, concubines must be subject to the king. They both broke that rule. Likewise, according to rule 302, a concubine cannot be with anyone other than the king.'

You spoke. With these words, all eyes were on you. Even the king who hasn't looked your way since you entered the room. His facial expression was not very encouraging.

'Maybe you might be treating us like idiots just because we're concubines, but we're not. We know why those two were executed and their crimes.'

'Even if you didn't say it orally - that's the nature of your speech to us. But I will say something to you. Those two were executed for breaking the rules. Have you ever wondered why they broke these rules? Our esteemed king, have I ever done to concubines what a king ought to do. A whole two years is just easy to say. But only we know how long that period is. So I ask you, King Rosehearts, why do you keep us concubines in the palace against your will.'

'I didn't tell you you were stupid [last name].'

Silence. Nobody was talking. Your friend standing next to you was looking at you in surprise. Likewise, Trey was looking at you with the same expression, even the soldiers in the room. Only one person was looking at you with that a difrent expression. Riddle was looking at you with an even stranger expression. No wonder or anger. He turned his eyes away from you and looked at your friend next to you.

'You. Do you want to be freed?'

As can be seen from the expression on they face, your friend turned to the king in fear and stammered something.

'As you see fit, my king, so yeah-noo i mean i just your highne-'

'Of course, sir.'

'Sufficient. Trey, collect this concubine's things, I'm freeing them'

Trey led the concubine out of the hall with a few soldiers.

'The rest of the soldiers, you go out.'

It was just you two in the room now.

You were sitting on the balcony thinking about that day. You thought something would happen when the two of you were alone that day, but it didn't. Instead, he continued to eat the tart, telling you to take the dishes when finished and left the hall. After staring at the dirty plate for a few minutes, you took it. You were now officially the only concubine because she didn't set you free (what we want)

A few days passed, maybe a week. After dinner, you were continuing the book you started yesterday. While you were reading the book, there was a knock on your door and a few servants entered your room. They said they will prepare you for spending the night with the king. Wait, what- You gonna spend the night with that guy? This was something you never expected. Before you could say anything, they picked you up from your seat and started preparing you.

I will say only one thing. You got a nice ass but my drawing style is like a shit..

You were standing in front of his door. Your thoughts are so crowded that you don't even know what to think. You knocked on the door and waited. A 'come in' sound came from inside. It's too late to go back now. He is busy with something on his desk in his room. You stand in the doorway and watch him. He goes about his business as if you weren't there. You can't help but ask.

'Why did you call me?'

Is this guy kidding you?! After two whole years and the events that took place? Youre sure to be missing a few boards on his head. You walked towards him. He was dealing with documents related to the kingdom. You wanted to examine him a little while you were this close to him. After all, you don't always see his face. You don't know if it's his hair color, but for some reason his ears were red. He was nervously filling out documents. His breathing pattern was too pronounced, you could even hear the sound of breathing. It was obvious that he was biting his lips. Wait, he was nervous. Was it because you are here now, all this tension? Okay, now you're nervous too. You don't know why, but after seeing him like this, you had a strange feeling.

'To do what a king does with a concubine.'

'Why are you suddenly doing such a thing?'

'Because I'm a king.'

'Why are you acting like that'

'How am I behaving?'

'After all this, you seriously want me to do this? Do not be funny.'

His voice echoed in the room. He was angry, but his face did not change color.

'I'm not funny!'

'It really is the business of a king to sleep with anyone who comes his way? Concubines, partners, prostitutes, it doesn't matter! A king can't sleep with everyone just because he's a king. If he doing this, that person will not become a king. Others were not worthy to be with a king. If I were with them just because they look good, I would not only defile myself, but also violate my dignity and principles.'

'Why me then?'

'I was going to free you both when you came to the room that day, but you proved yourself by speaking.'

'This is complete nonsense.'

'So you wanted me to sleep with someone every night since the day you came and take a concubine to the palace?'

You don't know what to say in front of this sentence. So you came as a concubine, but still.. While you were thinking about this, he approached you and grabbed your chin and kissed you. (Finally the expected part.)

He was nervous and timid in his movements. Although he seemed confident and cold-blooded when speaking, he was rather shy. Maybe it's because he's a virgin. You don't know if he's a virgin, but he's definitely embarrassed right now. His ears were as red as strawberries. He grabbed your waist and pulled you towards him. But he couldn't even do that properly. Well, if our king is shy and doesn't know exactly what to do then you should help him as his beloved concubine. You wrapped your arms around his neck and stuck your tongue in his mouth. He was obviously taken aback by what he had done, but he didn't care. He slowly led you to the bed and climbed on top of you. He looked at you but then immediately turned his head. He took some oil from his nightstand and poured it on his hand. He braced his fingers at the entrance and looked at you as if asking your permission. You nodded your head in agreement, then swallowed lightly and inserted two fingers. The cold of the oil made you shiver, but your grumpy Riddle couldn't help but feel the warmth inside. He twisted his fingers in it and started scissoring. You were covering your mouth with your right hand to hold back your own voice. He was twisting his fingers as if he was searching for something inside you. He suddenly pressed his fingers to a point. Your moaning became one as he pressed on that part. He continued to press on that point. As he continued to press on that spot, his moans became harder to hold and your legs trembled with every movement. Riddle was trying to keep your legs open with his other hand on the loose. You could feel yourself approaching climax when he pulled his fingers away. After whining a little, you realized that he was preparing herself. It was 5.5 or 6 inches. He placed his head carefully, but tucked the rest in. It was hard for you to hold back your moan. He pulled the hand that you had covered and locked it above your head with the other hand.

'I want to hear your moans.'

He turned you face down and lifted your ass in the air. He held your hips tightly, but not so hard to leave a mark. He bent over you and started sucking on your neck. His hips were in no particular order. He was moving with firm steps, though not fast. You could hear Riddle's grunts. He grabbed your hair, causing you to lift your head.

'Moan my name… groan my name!'

His voice sounded like he was needy. But what could you do? The king's orders are to be carried out. Riddle.. A-ahh Ri.ddle You moaned his name every time he hit you. Even though his stride was erratic, he managed to hit that spot well. He pulled your hair back, making you look at him. He pulled you back into a long kiss. Unlike your first kiss, this one was more successful. You felt yourself approaching the climax again. Ridd-le.. Riddle ı-ı gona be c..cum. It didn't take long for you to cum after you said that sentence. Riddle didn't stop, even though you've only just vacated. He was chasing after his own pleasure. The closer you got, the tighter your hips tightened. It would leave a mark. His growls increased, his pace increased compared to before, and his steps deepened. After the last few moves, it emptied into you. Breathless, he turned you on his back again after he had recovered himself. He leaned over your collarbone and placed kisses there. He started to play with your nipple with one hand. He looked at your face to see your expressions as he played with your nipple. Your eyes were wet and your cheeks were red. There was a thin line of saliva running down your chin. He leaned towards your ear.

'The others made me very angry. The number of people who break the rules is increasing every day. I'll take my stress off you tonight.'

He went into the back. This time his pace was more regular. He threw one leg over him shoulder and bit the hickey into their calf. One hand was still on your chest. Riddle..RID-DLE Only his name was coming out of his mouth. And this situation increased his libido even more.

'Don't worry, sweet rose. This night will be very long.'

Tell the truth, are my arts really that bad?