#there is something about having 10+ claws in your leg that keeps you from deep dissociation

[deafening-radio-silence]

NOTHING could have prepared me for the reality of letting a cat into my house

[petrapalerno]

Submitting to the Alien Barbarian #10

Alien x fem reader, a dom/sub erotic short.

TW/CW: rough consensual sex, primal play, knotting, breeding, aliens, dominance/submission, blood play, spanking, pregnancy, overstimulation, anal play, gagging and violence.

MASTER POST

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At some point in the journey, you’ve fallen asleep against Drohako’s back. There’s something soothing about the padding on Graysi’s feet on the dusty ground. 

Your eyes flutter open, only to be met with a landscape that falls far short of the wild, untamed beauty you were expecting. 

“Drohako,” you whisper as he guides the cat to round the corner of a very austere looking building. “Where are we?” 

In the dim light of the night, you let your eyes wander, taking in your surroundings. The towering structure in front of you casts a shadow that obscures the moon’s gentle glow. 

“Quiet, we’re at the nesting grounds.” He slips a hand quickly over your mouth as you gasp. 

The nesting grounds? Isn’t this the one fucking spot you don’t want to be? 

“We need a nesting pod. Our child won’t survive for long without one,” he tells you all while keeping his hand clamped tightly shut over your lips. 

Frustrated, you sink your teeth into his rough, calloused fingers with all your might. 

Drohako, unaffected by your efforts, rolls his eyes, but releases his hand all the same. 

“We’re a team asshole,” you mutter. “You tell me the plan, always.” You keep your scowl even as he dismounts the big cat and lifts you off its back like a doll. 

“Fine.” the brute agrees.

“So let’s go in there and get the damn pod and then get the hell out of dodge, yeah?” You tighten the knot on your pants, cursing the fact that your attire is far from practical. What you wouldn’t give for some fucking leggings right about now.

“Informing you of the plan is a much different request than including you in it.” His lip curls back in disbelief, as though he can’t fathom that you’re requesting to accompany him. 

“So you’re just going to leave me out here? That doesn’t seem any safer!”

As you cross your arms and pout, he reaches for a dagger on his hip, carefully transferring it into your hands. 

“I don’t even know how to use a knife,” you complain. 

A look of surprise crosses his face as his eyebrows shoot up.

“Put the blade into any soft spot you can reach. Don’t talk you way out a conformation, I know that mouth of yours. You go for your opponent’s eyes, groin, throat. Inflict as much damage as you can and when we’re safe at the hunting cave, I’ll teach you the proper way to wield a blade.” He seems overly confident in your skills. “And Graysi will rip the throat out of an attacker well before you even realize their presence.”

You feel the presence of the enormous feline behind you, its claws tugging at the fabric of your pant leg, dragging you towards the ground. Once you’re seated, he wraps his body around you, resting his enormous head on your lap.

“I don’t like this,” you scowl up at him. “Hurry, be safe, don’t do anything stupid.”

“You worry about me for nothing. I am the strongest in my clan,” He tells you as he saunters towards a door at the far side of the wall. With a forceful swing of his sturdy leg, he kicks the door so hard that it almost breaks off its hinges.

“Don’t be a dick, don’t showoff–you have to come back to me, to us.” You place a hand on your stomach. 

“Don’t be a dick, don’t show off—you have to come back to me, to us,” you whisper, placing a gentle hand on your stomach. The heaviness of your words lingers in the air. Deep within you, a tiny life is growing. In this moment, you need Drohako to understand the gravity of their actions, to realize that their choices not only affected themselves but the future within you.

In a momentary lapse, Drohako’s haughty demeanor falters, and a flicker of fear crosses his face. 

Just as quickly as it faltered, the mask slide back up. 

“You have my word. Now stay put.” He jabs his pointer finger in the air at you. 

So you listen for once. Staying put, you trace the stripes on Graysi’s head with your fingernails as he purrs. 

You count his whiskers and once you’ve done that three times in a row; it doesn’t do much do calm your anxiety. You lift his hulking head as the cat grumbles and you shift the direction your legs are going. The adjustment just leaves your thigh full of pins and needles, and you try to flex your foot to get the blood pumping again. 

Annoyed by your incessant squirming, Graysi places a heavy paw on your leg, demanding stillness. 

“You’re a moose,” you huff as you shove his leg to the side. 

Petting his yellow fur, you continue to wait, your eyes locked on the open door. 

But with all this waiting comes thoughts, and bad ones. This plan doesn’t seem well thought out enough. It seems really risky. Why wouldn’t you wait to do this?

A ball forms in the pit of your stomach. 

What if Drohako doesn’t come back? 

You have little time to spiral into your own thoughts as a bright flash and heat pours out of the door. 

Your breath catches in your throat as you see a charred Drohako, arms wrapped tightly around some kind of plastic pod, come flying through the doorway. 

His body hits the ground with a crack, and you can actually hear the wind knocked from his chest. 

Graysi scrambles to stand, his claw pushing deeply into your skin. The rush of adrenaline as you hurry to his side masks the pain, making it feel dull and distant. 

As you roll him onto his side, his eyes remain closed, giving no hint of his consciousness. 

“Drohako!” You yelp as you thwack him hard on the back. 

His eyes shoot open as he’s sputtering, gasping for breath. When his eyes lock with yours, he coughs and sweeps you into his arms. As he gets his legs underneath him, he wobbles unsteadily. But with each bounding leap, his confidence surges. 

“What the fuck happened?” You yelp as he throws you over Graysi’s back. Stuffing the egg-shaped device into the rucksack on the cat’s hips. 

He swings his own leg over, mounting the beast. With a kick to its ribs, you’re off like a shot. The surrounding darkness grows as you ride into the night. 

As you gallop into the darkness, you can hear the raised voices and the clank of boots. They’re after you, but they’re too slow compared to the feline to catch you.

Drohako kicks again, and Graysi pushes us even faster into the night. 

“Complications caused a fucking explosion?” You demand an answer from him, turning your body as much as you can to get a better look at him as you ride. 

Noticing your struggle, he quickly intervenes and flips you around. Now, facing him, your legs intertwine with his as you straddle both the cat and the alien. 

“I have the nesting pod. It shouldn’t matter how it was obtained,” he grunts out. 

You’re ready to yell at him again, to give him a piece of your mind, but as you brace your hand against his side, you feel wetness. When you pull your hand back, it’s covered with his black blood. 

“You’re hurt!” You squeak, quickly putting your hand back to apply pressure to his wound. 

“It is nothing.” He blinks rapidly as the dust from the cat’s paws flies into the air. 

You jab a finger close to the wound. You shouldn’t—It’s cruel. His body recoils at your touch.

“Nothing?” You parrot back to him. “You get us to that cave as fast as you can!” you tell him before wrapping your other arm around his torso and burying your face against his wooly chest. 

“I thought you didn’t know how to stab,” he winces as you reapply pressure.

“Shut up,” you tell him as tear fall from your eyes. 

I’m angry, so why the fuck am I crying? 

What started as a casual arrangement for rough sex has grown into a connection that goes beyond physical intimacy. You haven’t wanted to admit it before, but the constant knot in your stomach and the racing thoughts are forcing you to confront the undeniable fear of losing him.

You know what this emotion is.

“I love you, idiot.” 

“You’re a warrior, whether you admit it or not,” he says, putting his free arm around your waist, pulling you closer.

NEXT

[loveofbots]

SFW headcanons for how Fort Max likes to be cuddled/touched & N/$FŴ headcanons for his k&nks?

Max simps unite

OH MY GOOOOOOD ANON LEMME GIVE U A KISS KISS

thank you so much for letting me indulge on this

Warnings: Sugar and Spice

Sfw:

- very nervous towards the beginning. He’s so worried about something happening, but be persistent and reliable and Max will warm up fast. You’re his rock, something he can use to ground himself when things are too much.

- just ask to touch him and 9 times out of 10 Max will say yes. His most sensitive spots are his finials, treads, and lower back. His legs tend to get sore from carrying himself around so much.

- light touches, he’ll melt right into the floor. Feeling you be so gentle with someone as big as him makes his heart thrum a little harder. Anything grazing his plating and his chest and he’s out for the count

- Max loves kisses, he thinks they’re so romantic

- h a n d h o l d i n g. You make him feel loved when you grab his hand and pull him along. Please ignore the fact that he stares at you so lovingly he really can’t help it.

- this man is the cuddle king. Yes he is scared of hurting you, but if you lay on top of him most of his worries dissipate. It takes a long time for him to get comfortable sleeping with you however, he knows how intense his night terrors can be and he doesn’t want to put you through that.

- after a bit of practice and some needed planning, he is much more ready to fall sleep with you in his arms.

- little spoon? Little spoon. Max likes to switch up the dynamic sometimes! Plus your hands feel so good rubbing between his playing he just turns into a giant teddy bear

- HE IS TICKLISH ON HIS SIDES!!!! Use this information at your own risk

- he likes you in his lap with his head on top of yours, although he’s embarrassed by PDA having you close to him makes Max very happy

- overall just be gentle with him and he’s yours

Nsfvv:

- incredibly sensual, Max wants to take his sweet time with you and enjoy all of it. Not saying he isn’t down for a quick stress relief session if you guys don’t have much time. He just craves long nights with you more than anything.

- as a big bot, he knows his strength very well. In the beginning of the relationship he may be afraid to even touch you, but once Fort Max knows what you like, he’s more than willing to put his effort in

- I think he’s quite vocal, moans so deep they shake your core, huffs, grunts, and growls. Not much for talking except for telling you how good you feel. He likes to ask if you’re enjoying it, encouraging you to ask- no- beg for what you want.

- Doesn’t necessarily have a favourite position, he wants to be able to touch you however, or have you touching him. Any denial play and he’s a whining, whimpering, and begging mess. He’s sensitive so please don’t take that too far

- He’s a spike mech but does enjoy you going down on him or bottoming from time to time. He just likes to be the one in control

- onto kinks!!

- oh my lord he’s possessive. He manages to keep it all under control outside of the bedroom, but he’s so afraid of losing you or someone taking you from him. There are moments where Max completely loses himself and admits some of his deeper thoughts.

“Mine, MINE. Mine forever~”

“No mech will be able to take you from me. I’ll protect you, I’ll keep you safe, Love.”

“You like that? Yeah? Only I can make you feel this good~”

- Size kink for sure, even if you’re his size- he’s a big mech in more than one way >;] he likes holding your hands while being inside you

- he’s not a fan of marking you up, gets too worried about seeing you hurt. He will bite and claw as long as it doesn’t leave a heavy mark. Max however? Cover him with marks. He wants to walk around with everyone knowing that he’s yours. It’s almost like medals of honour to him.

- cum play, he cums a lot ok? He’s got some pretty creative ideas floating around in that processor of his. Max likes to fill you up any way he can. He has a ton of stamina, so he could go as long as you wanted.

- doesn’t like bondage for… obvious reasons. He’s willing to put on handcuffs however, and he loves putting them on you. Max will never admit it but if you ask him to roleplay as a warden and you as a prisoner he may just nut then

-aftercare KING, he’s all about the cuddles as said before. Makes sure to keep water nearby for after or during. He really loves taking care of you

- seeing you so fucked out when he’s done with you is half the fun, limp and vulnerable. He whispers sweet things to you until your breathing steadies.

- if you want to shower or just go to sleep he’s down for either, he’s a sleepy boi, just let him get a towel first and clean up

[soft-kisses-at-midnight]

You're spring, summer, and all of my dreams

Description: Sometimes, the one that saves them all, also needs saving. With opened palms, you realise you can put everything back together.

Warnings: hurt/comfort I suppose, it's truly a sappy piece! crying?? would that be one?? (you can tell I haven't done this for a while huh?)

IT was just another day, where condensation dripped from crinkled water bottles leaving rings on worn blankets. Grass taking on the colour of the sun, feeling like natures own sword stabbing the ankles that rest upon it; air becoming sickeningly sweet with raspberry syrup slushies and happiness.

It was just another day, when you realised you loved him. Soft music playing from a pair of over-loved headphones, foam splitting from its cover. With his arms under his head, nodding slightly to the muted music and sunglasses hiding those iris’ bursting with endless colour. He looked like a dream, something too perfect to be tangible. Your mirage.

With the summer acting as a backdrop to him, he was made for summer. He was made for stargazing, watching the first firefly at night, sharing stories in whispers afraid the night will steal the vulnerability. He was made for warmth, a kind that sinks deep in your bones and never leaves; made for post-it note confessions in the morning, the first slow dance at prom. He was made for everything good.

Eyelashes kissing cheeks, freckles dancing across skin; he lay there, blissfully unaware that your heart was full of him.

“Do you ever feel like you were made for more than this?” a voice so soft it’s barely there, so conscious of his confession he daren’t raise its volume. Oh no, but that’s Steve. Steve is whispers of unfounded insecurity in a world that spins on the axis of him.

“How do you mean?” your heart calls back, it wants to scream ‘you can never be more than everything’ but it keeps itself locked between your rib cage, silent and waiting.

“Like, I don’t know just-” the pause comes, and it sits in the air like a couple on a swing. Easing a hand from the back of his head, grass creases all over the backs of them, he lifts the glasses to show his eyes. The eyes that make sailors sing sad songs in envy of them, can sink ships if he put his mind to it.

“I always thought whatever I’d do would be more than this, more than dead end jobs and even deader dreams I guess.” He lifts his body to sit upright, glasses falling onto the blanket and crossed legs facing you. Palms wringing themselves, almost scolding. “Maybe it’s just the weather making me nostalgic about high school, everyone had big dreams then you know? It’s probably just that, don’t worry about it.” and with a shake of his head, hair falling in front of his face, the short-lived emotion claws itself back inside already fearing of saying too much.

“No no, it’s not nothing, I was just thinking that’s all it’s a lot to take in.” Leaning your head on your upright arm, elbow bent into the fabric on the floor whilst your other hand busies with uprooted daisies pondering the statement. With eyes lifting to meet his, you say “I think it’s perfectly okay to not know everything, like what you’re going to do in 10 years or who you’re going to be. Just because we’re older doesn’t mean we have to have it all figured out.” dropping the daisy, you rise to mirror his position.

“And I don’t think you have dead dreams, only changed one’s and that’s okay too.”

It was just another day when you thought maybe your heart had exploded within your chest, bursting at the seams in compassion. Wanting nothing more than to prove to him that he is summer, that he’s like the first cup of coffee in the morning or the first daffodil in spring. Wanting nothing more than to show him the kaleidoscope of colour he truly is when all he paints himself as, is grey.

“I think, that you, Steve Harrington-“ locking eyes as you point to his chest with a soft smile “can be anything you want and more.” with a small nod to seal the words in stone in his mind, telling him to keep those words locked away for a rainy day.

“Yeah? You think so?” If it was entirely possible for hearts to cry, yours would weep at his words. Words coming from a man, but repeated by the boy who only wanted love but looked in all the wrong places; who never had a full heart, but always went around watering everyone else’s just to watch them bloom. He saved all those who knew him from a drought of love, whilst he was withering away. A heart wrapped in thorns, unrelentingly distrustful from being scarred one too many times. And his eyes; whilst his heart was in drought, his eyes were drowning. Drowning in a sorrow so deep rooted it seemed it would always stay, pupils swimming to keep afloat among the sadness but failing.

A hand catches his chin, just as the first tear falls. Whilst cupping his face, your thumb moves to soothe the burning skin underneath.

“You are everything I dream I could be, but I don’t envy you.” eyes starting to match his, the waves crashing from your eyelids. With a small watery scoff and a shake of the head, you continue “nope, not one bit, you know why? Because I get to watch you become everything you’re meant to be and more, got a front row seat to everything you are and ever will be, doesn’t get better than that.” thumb still stroking soaked skin, his lip catches with his breath. He pushes air outward so deeply, as if to blow all the feelings away, all the feelings he never felt validated to feel, the feelings he kept locked away in a rusty cage with a broken lock just hoping it would be enough to hide it.

But here it is, in all it’s glory. The rain clouds in his eyes turned to crashing waves, then came the tsunami. All at once, the rusty cage fell apart, and out it came. “It’s okay to cry, Steve.” the whisper calls to him, and fuck that’s all it took.

Shoulders shaking with past doubts, hair bouncing from broken promises, eyes squinting in trodden love, hands jumping in irreversible fear; he wept.

Your hand moved to the back of his neck, and ushered him to your chest. Hoping he could hear the rhythm of your heart and know that the blood within it is soaking it in love for him. That with every exhale, your lungs thank him for the scent of home. You hoped.

Nevertheless, you rocked you both back and forth. It’s then, you realised, even summer has thunder storms.

Stroking the tear-dampened hair from his scalp as your chin rests upon it, you hum. You hum in lieu of anything remotely comparable to something as poetic as him. How can you prove to one of the greatest masterpieces you’ve ever seen, that they’re just that? How can you prove that he’s like sun to a sunflower, everyone stands on attention in the air that is him? How can you ever prove to him, that he will never be short of everything?

"You are my favourite part of my day, whether that be chlorine-soaked adventures or merely the comfort of knowing you. You are sunrise and midnight, something people look at and just say 'Wow, I can't believe I ever missed this.'" His hair only dampening further, head shaking, begging for composure. "I wish you could see you as you truly are, you're the first day of July, you're like your favourite blanket on a rainy day, or listening to your favourite song for the first time." With every word, the sobs only permiate below you. The only thing your soul can feel is anger. How dare the world make him feel like he isn't enough. How dare the world paint him anything less than iridescent.

"Everyone who knows you, gets luckier every day you stay by them. It's a pleasure to know you; not a hinderance, Steve." with every word, his self doubt cracks away even more, even in the hope of one day believing you.

"To know you, is to love you, and fuck. Loving you is the greatest thing I will ever do. I'll love you when it rains, or when the sun shines from the clouds. I'll love you in black & white, or colour. I will love you regardless of any context, because it is the greatest thing i have ever been allowed to do." You remove him from your chest, cheeks flushed and eyes more scarlett than when they were last seen, but no less beautiful.

"Thank you, for letting me love you." with cheeks pressed into soaked palms his eyes met yours.

His eyes saying all the words so he wouldn't have to, his eyes gluing over cracks in armour as the teardrops stopped. Only the tracks in thier wake, he gave you a small nod with a shy smile.

"Having you love me, is all I'll ever need." head leaning against your hand, you sat there. Soaking up confessions that were far too earnest for Steve to believe it could ever be about him.

From the boy who never felt love, to the man who was now overflowing in it. His heart was finally home.

This is one of my favourite things I have ever written, I hope you guys enjoy it! Sometimes it's nice to comfort our boy xoxo

[raekensarcher]

tagged by @thiamsxbitch ,, thank u love :)

Rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to Ao3. (Sort by date posted.) If you have less than 10 fics posted, post what you have.

all fics completed aside from all about control :p

All the Love we Unraveled and the Life I Gave Away | Thiam

The exhaustion goes bone deep. Skin feeling akin to something like a livewire, feeling the clothes clinging to his skin with every step he takes. Swallows what feels like bile rising in the back of his throat, ignoring the itch of a scream clawing its way through his chest. Begging to be released, let out any tension that's been growing under his skin since Scott had called him.

Tell me That we’ll be Just Fine (Even When I Lose my Mind) | Thiam

Theo has, objectively, made a lot of stupid choices in his life. Throw a dart, you'll hit one.

This, though, this might actually take the cake on the list of Dumbest fucking things Theo Raeken has ever done. Which is no small feat, all things considered.

It takes all of three seconds after Theo tells Nolan to run, watching him stumble across the dirt and broken tree limbs before his eyes slide over to the unconscious beta on the ground and it finally registers in his brain what he just did. He just managed to effectively ruin any chance of getting out of this fucking zoo and away from these hunters at a quick pace, all because he was saving Liam's stupid ass, again.

Close my eyes, Fantasize, Three Clicks and I’m Home | Thiam

He’s not sure when it started; when this pull between he and Liam became a thing. If he had to pinpoint the exact moment, and he’s just spitballing here, it might have to be when he was pulled from hell.

‘Cause everyone’s growing, and everyone’s healthy. (I’m terrified that I might never have met me) | Thiam

When he starts crawling his way up through the earth, hands grasping for purchase on the dirt surrounding him, he thinks it’s a more fucked up version of the nightmare he’s been living in for the last few months. Years? It feels like a lifetime. Endless loops of having his sister's heart ripped out of his chest, over and over and over again. It’s hard to remember.

Of Gods and Monsters | Thiam

The question comes so far out of left field that it manages to render Theo speechless, spoonful of melting ice cream lifted halfway to his open mouth as he stares at the beta across from him with some mix between shock and confusion.

Liam takes his reaction in stride, continuing to eat his own ice cream, completely unbothered by the fact that he just managed to hit some kind of pause button inside of Theo’s brain. Theo thinks if it were any other situation the beta might have even made a joke about it, but the question wasn’t laced with any humor, just pure curiosity.

I’m here, right here, wishing I could be there for you. | Thiam

In hindsight, Liam probably should have seen how this was not going to go his way. Call him an optimist. He had maybe, dumbly, hoped that Theo would pull his head out of his ass long enough to appreciate the fact that he was valued and not, I don't know, wanted dead in the middle of the preserve? It was wishful thinking on Liam’s part.

“I’m just saying, I'm a little bit sick of your shit.”

Crimson Stained Hands | Implied Thiam , Theo centric

Theo’s never been able to put it into words, this weight that sits so heavily on his chest that sometimes he gets sharp pains that shoot through his veins. He thinks it might be some kind of punishment, though he’s not sure which sin caused this, which sin keeps him in constant torment. It’s a long list, some days it seems like it’s one that’s never going to end.

It’s like the universe has left me without a place to go | Thiam

"You're a hard man to find these days."

Theo hums from his place on the tailgate, legs swinging slowly back and forth, his eyes trained on something in the distance, not fully there.

Liam's feet stay planted where they are, eyes trained on the way Theo's hands have tightened their hold on the metal surface of the tailgate at the sound of Liam's voice. He tries not to think too hard on it, knows it probably has nothing to do with him and everything to do with the fact that Theo has been avoiding him and life itself for the last three weeks.

All About Control | Thiam

There’s been a shadow following Theo around since he was Nine years old, a dark and looming thing that sits in his peripheral vision, a constant and threatening reminder of where he came from. Of what he can be brought back to. Some days it looks a lot like the Dread Doctors, more specifically the Surgeon. The shadow will shift and morph into a figure that resembles something from his worst memories, the ones he wishes were ripped out of him the way everything else was. Other days it morphs into something smaller, something dripping with icy ravine water, the smell of dirt and mud coming with it.

It could end in burning flames or paradise | Thiam

Theo is alive.

At least, most days he’s pretty sure he is. He feels the blood flowing under his skin, feels the stolen heart thudding against his ribs, feels the way his pulse jumps when Liam speaks in the tone he seems to solely reserve for him and him only.

tagging @stitchkiss :p

[nothingkillsyoulikeyourmind105]

Betrayal

Chapter 10

Master List Betrayal Series

Part 2

Warning: Mentions of Death, Violence,Depression, Suicide, Breaking Up, Torture, Blood, Explicit Language.

“Take me to Eddie”

Audrey stood up from the bed her legs still a little wobbly but she managed.

“Audrey can you stand on your own?”

Bruce asked her as she held the bed to stabilize her.

“Audrey I tried to reason with them but they wouldn’t listen. I can’t guarantee his safety.”

Natasha held her cold stare to Audrey. She glanced over to Bruce in hopes he had any additional information he would like to share.

“Audrey, Nat is right we are walking into a delicate situation especially in your condition. Please don’t do anything drastic. We can find a way to reason with Tony.”

“I can walk Bruce. Take me to him.”

“NOW!”

Holding Cells

Tony continuously watched Eddie pacing his cell. Steve paced back and forth discussing the incident that took place earlier.

“Tony the team is at a disagreement with this?”

Steve stopped pacing the room. Deep in thought he mentioned the first thing that came to mind.

“We don’t know what he is?” “Where did he come from?”

Tony swiped through all the classified documents from Hydra that they recovered from previous missions.

The sound of an alarm blaring.

Tony had accidentally hit the lockdown button for Eddie’s cell.

Venom and Eddie fought to stay together but the pain was too great for Venom.

Separating from each other Eddie laying on the ground trying to crawl to Venom.

Venom body form resemble slime.

His movements were scattered everywhere. Sharp spikes stretching everywhere.

Tony and Steve watched.

They had found his weakness and a way to separate them.

Tony shut the alarm off. Watching the black matter be absorbed into Eddie’s body.

Eddie lied on the ground. His mind and body in excruciating pain. All he could think about was Audrey. His pain didn’t stop him from fighting to stand up and try to say something before they could anything to hurt him or Venom.

Audrey was walking with Bruce and Natasha when she felt his pain. She thought about what her dad said to her.

She had to make things right.

“You guys go ahead I need a minute with him”

“Sure thing”

“Sam and Wanda just got back I’ll fill them in on the situation”

Natasha and Bruce walked down to the lobby to brief their team mates on the current situation with Tony and Steve.

Meanwhile in the Kitchen

Bucky paced the kitchen. Brushing his fingers through his hair he tried to calm his emotions. He felt like his heart would burst out of his chest.

The way Audrey looked at him. Made him sad, but frightened of her, she looked broken.

Pacing the kitchen made him have a panic attack. He gasped for air, clawing at his throat he kept trying breathe slowly. His eyes watered up.

Everything started to turn black.

Was this it.

No one around to help him with his panic attack.

Steve promised him he would help him if he ever needed it. But this time he wasn’t around. And he was at a loss with everyone. No one accepted his apology for what he did to Audrey.

The cold floor cooled his overheated body. Lying in silence alone. He deserved to be alone.

“But wait?”

Soft warm hands caressed his face. Brushing the stray hairs out of his face. He felt at peace.

Then in the darkness he hears her.

Hearing her hum to him was what grounded him when he was at his worse.

He couldn’t help but cry in her arms.

He felt tears fall on his face. Just as he opened his eyes he saw her “his girl”

“Audrey”

“I Hate You”

“I Fuckin Hate That My Heart Aches For You”

“I’m human and I have emotions and I care for you”

“I can’t let you suffer like this. I saw my dad. I loved him so much he was the only person that mattered to me. But he’s gone. And I promised him to make things right.”

Audrey tried to hold back a sob. She started to sob uncontrollably while holding Bucky in her lap.

“I can’t keep hating you the way I did. I forgive you. But I choose Eddie.”

“I love him.”

“Eddie Brock I love him.”

“I forgive you”

“The pain you put me through made me realize how delicate my heart is and how dangerous I am if I stay here. I’m a different. And being different can be dangerous. Eddie and I are alike. He has a beautiful soul.”

“And I love him.”

“If I lose him then I will lose myself. I will become unstoppable, dangerous, fueled by grief and anger.”

“Take care of yourself please forget about me. Stop hanging onto the past let me go.”

Audrey leaned down to Bucky’s forehead with a kiss she put him to sleep.

“Forgive me father. I had to do it”

Audrey walked away.

Holding Cells

The sound of the door closing in the holding cell area echoed in the room Tony and Steve stood in.

“Oh my god, what have you done?”

Audrey ran to his glass wall. Where Eddie slumped over covered in sweat, he shivered uncontrollably.

In another room Venom jumped all over his glass cell. Trying to reach Eddie.

“Eddie, My Love?”

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?”

“I wouldn’t do that kiddo?”

Tony interrupted over the intercom.

“You’re A Fuckin Monster Stark!”

“Am I Though? You’re boyfriend here is a murderer?”

Tony stared at Audrey aggressively through the glass window.

“Let him go?”

“He didn’t do anything wrong, he didn’t hurt anyone?”

Tears streaming down her face. She held back her transformation. The anger was building up against her. Her blood boiled.

“Audrey Darling This Is Your Last Warning”

Tony chimes in on the intercom.

Wanda, Sam and Bruce, Natasha walked into the room Tony and Steve were in. They all disagreed with the decisions that the guys made about Eddie.

Tony and Steve presented their argument. But Wanda had a peek in Eddie’s memories. There she saw the carnage that Venom had done to some bank robbers and some prisoners.

After she witnessed the carnage the Venom had done. She sided with Tony and Steve about sending Eddie to the Raft. She was against it at first but she saw what he was capable of. And it frightened her.

Bruce didn’t want to take a side. He had a soft spot for Audrey in his heart. He couldn’t bare another moment of hurting Audrey. He walked away with his heart in his hands.

Sam thought about both arguments. But seeing what Eddie was he agreed to have Eddie sent to The Raft. Seeing that it was best for Audrey and the safety of everyone around him. He couldn’t look at Audrey. Having to side with Tony and Steve he simply walked away.

Natasha argued with Steve and Tony about the decision they were making. When everyone noticed that Bucky wasn’t around.

Steve ran out of the room. Looking through the hall’s, balcony, the kitchen and living he didn’t see him. Running down the hall to his room he bursted into Bucky’s room he found him lying down in his room. Cold to the touch he tried to wake him but he was lost in a dream like state. He started to panic thinking he lost his best friend. He stormed back to the holding cell area. He grab Audrey by the neck choking her.

“What did you do to him?”

Steve lifted Audrey off the ground. Tears running down his face.

“He’s sleeping.”

Audrey trying to get lose from Steve grip.

But her eyes turned black she started to transform right in front of everyone. She overpowered Steve grip on her neck.

Dropping to her knees she looked up. Her eyes glowed black and red. Her fangs stuck out. Her fingers had turned black.

“I trusted you all and this is how we end things?”

Feel free to comment and reblog. Thank you for reading. 🖤🖤❤️❤️

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Star Wars the Clone Wars: Bloodline

Welcome back!

Thank you for your patience, I have lots of editing to do with a majority of my works before posting but I am happy to present ALL three prequels to my fanfic SWTCW: Bloodline about my OC's back story and what brought her into the Clone Wars. Any feedback to make your reading experience easier is always welcome! Don't be too discouraging though haha! Im not the best writer but, were here for a good time, not a long time (:

If you havent yet, read this post to give you a summary on the fic youre reading. Its general information and will let you know the warnings in each fic.

Anyways~ Enjoy! Ill be posting the first chapter very soon <3

Prequel i : Freedom

Timeline: 32 BBY

Summary: A young princess trapped in the claws of royals duties begins to questions her life and her role as a heir to the throne wondering what it truly felt like to be free.

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: Abuse

Rating: SFW

Notes:

*Baraata- Tiger like creature with 6 legs and is a little larger than a lion on my OC's Planet 

*Maybe a curse word or two?

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Summer was the best month in Astra and was well known for its crystalized waters and deep blue skies. Even though the planet only has one continent, it houses millions of people with the center of it being... Well royalty. The Capital was her home and she hasnt seen much of her planet aside from the outskirts of the castle in the fields by the edge of the continent. The Castle itself sat on top of a big cliff, leaving little land between it and the ocean. Although she can see the water from her room, nothing beat standing in-front of it. Nothing beat that little taste of freedom and as the waves crashed onto shore, pushing golden sands back to the surface- she stood there with her eyes closed listening to the peak of natures music. Being a princess was no easy feat, in fact, it was challenging. Aside from the strict rules, the training to become an heir to the throne was enough work to tear ones hair out. As she is becoming of age, things only got harder to meet the expectations her parents and the entire planet laid out for her. Her only resolve was being able to come to places like this to escape for a few moments before returning to her cage. What was it like being trapped? Born into a destiny already planned for you?

It was this…

As the castle bells ring, the sound carried itself through the wind, brining both the young princess and her tiger like companion at attention. The Mid-Summers Festival was starting—something her parents anticipated she was in her room getting ready for. It was crucial for the royals to pray to the gods to keep the land bountiful for them and their citizens. Most importantly, it was their responsibility to do it in front of them to maintain faith for the Gods. That's what all of this is for- a show for something that may or may not exist. Either way, she still had a duty. She got up already clothed in her deep blue, lightly hemmed festival gown, patting the sand off her dress. "Come on Sentra.", she whispered to her Baraata, petting the black fur behind the creature's ear that made her hand small in comparison. It was crazy- such a massive carnivores creature, completely untamable, yet the princess of Astra had one herself and only for her. They are peculiar creatures with a wit similar to the people of Astra, which often made them dangerous. However, after being lost in the forest as a child and the Royals believing her death had come to pass- she emerged with the tiger looking creature as her guide. The planet erupted with joy as the prophecy that has thought to be dormant for eons brought itself to life. She was a celebrity all throughout the Galaxy at the tender age of 10 and a symbol for something darker itching it’s way closer to reality. 

With the event that happened to the young princess, the royals decided to take the Baraata in and has been with her every day, protecting her. The King and Queen of Astra, her parents, have been strict with her since then under the assumption that she was not only the prophecy but the next Perfecti, or in broader terms, the next ruler of Astra. Darkness was lurking around the corner and it was something she was prophesied to protect her people from. Something her brother, Sol, was extremely jealous about that lead to a deep seeded hatred for one another. Despite the fact that they were twins- he was technically born first. Which lore and law states thats just how it goes, 'The First Born- Next leader of Astra- Blah Blah Blah'... Either way, it was a responsibility she didn't want anyways and tried to escape that reality frequently. It had only brought her pain and sadness which didn't make for a good ruler anyways, at least... thats what she thought.

"Lets go Sentra-", The creature got up as Vera readjusted the saddle on its back, "Alright big boy-", she hopped on grabbing the reigns, "Lets get me back in time, yeah?", she smiled petting his sweet spot behind the ear. He took a second, plotting his course in his mind before he took full speed in less then 5 seconds. Baaratas are fast, with 6 legs they can reach top speeds up to 160 kilometers per mile which was, lets just say, really fast. She was some clicks outside the city but Sentra could get her there in minutes and as the wind surfed through her hair, he took off through the forest and fields straight back to the castle; both sensing that this day was the last they could be free like this.

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Most towns and smaller cities around the continent travel to the Capital for such festivities, especially for important events like these. As you could imagine, the outskirts of the Capital were covered with tents for markets, games, and food. It was buzzing with pure happiness. A sense of peace most planets strive for and could only dream of. Everyone was cheerful.. happy- which only meant the rulers have been doing their job right. In their world, the Capital was a haven, a 'place where you could touch the gods' and they spent no expense proving that year by year for generations. I mean, the architecture alone was chiseled by hand in white stone by great architects ages ago. Each and every chisel, down to the finest detail was a story of Astra carved on massive pillars and arches all throughout the city; hidden by beautiful vines that sprouted purple and blue flowers that remain preserved and tended to daily. The Capital was a heaven in its own. 

As the young princess made her way getting closer to society, she patted her baraata gently on the neck, "Slow down Sentra.", Directing him behind a large tree right outside of the castle walls. She threw her cape on and lifted her hood, further concealing her identity from the public. "All right buddy, You know what the do.". The baraata took the necessary steps to remain hidden as he slowly made his way behind and through the tents that were outside of the castle, straight to the great stone wall protecting her foretress. Once he made it through, the princess guided him to one of the towers attached to the castle that protrude out from the walls enough to help them remain concealed while entering the courtyard above. She looked up, making sure the guards weren’t posted in the tower and on their breaks. She looked down to Sentra and nodded, confirming that it was time to enter. He took a few steps back before launching into the air and attaching himself to the Castle walls. He continued running up to the top, making it straight into the courtyard. Despite the busy day, the guards seemed to have lost their touch on security, which worked fantastically for the young princess. "Good boy.", She scratched his sweet spot before hopping off to guide them the rest of the way. As they snuck through courtyard into a fortress of marbled halls, she finally reached her room without being seen. A deep sigh exited her lips as she saw her hallway was empty. It was the perfect time to get to her room. As she stood directly in front of her door checking both ways for guards or maids, she slowly opened the door to her room quickly entering with Sentra before closing the door as quietly as possible. Once they were fully in, she exhaled and put her head on the door, grinning to herself, that yet again, they have not been caught. She was getting better at this. "Thank god", she whispered to herself, "Good thing you can climbs walls... huh Sentra?", before turning around….

She froze- instantly falling to her knees and bowed deeply, forehead to the cold marble flooring, tucking her arms into her chest preparing herself for the worst. "Father Im sorry I-", she began to panic, her heart racing faster than it had ever been before, "Shh!", he exclaimed before getting up to stand in front of her. Each footstep that echoed through the room meant more uncertainty the closer he got and as the steps stopped, she looked up slightly to see his shoes millimeters from her face. "Look at me child", he beckoned reaching his hand out to hers, pulling her up to her feet. She continued to look down trailing over to her mother sitting in the seat, trying to come up with something to calm them down.  "Mother, I-" 

**SLLLLLLLAAAAPPPPPP**

The princess fell down catching herself with one arm, pausing to realize what had happened. She brought her free hand to touch the stinging bruise that was coming on as a tear began down her face. Sentra immediately launched at the Queen only to be shocked in one swift move by her mothers lightening completely incapacitating the Baraata. He fell to the floor falling inches from the Queen with the electricity still making its mark rippling through his body. "SENTRA!", the princess screamed as she cupped her mouth. She couldn't do anything because if she moved... would she be next? Her eyes began to fill with angry tears but continued looking down because meeting her mother and fathers gaze or even moving a muscle would mean an uncertain future for her. Her father kneeled down beside her lightly grabbing her jaw, "If you leave the castle again GenoVera, you will remain here, in this room, for the rest of your life. Do I make myself clear?", The princess could only glare with tears streaming down her face- thinking that maybe dying in the forest would've been better at this point. Between her worries over Sentra and wishing she was never here, she couldn't utter a word. Completely lost in her thoughts as her father gave her a faint reminder by grazing his thumb over her bruised cheek, "Am. I. Clear?", He stated as she whimpered from the pain. She looked up meeting his golden eyes— a fire so scary that it only brought fear when you meet his gaze, "Yes your highness...", She sniffled before he roughly let go. As the King and Queen began to leave, General Cassius who witnessed the unnecessary horror gazed down to her and whispered "I'm sorry..", before exiting with the Perfecti.

She burst into tears and slowly crawled over to Sentra. The heart beat was there, but with her blood racing so much she couldn’t focus enough to wake him up. She broke down beginning to hate herself for not taking the last moment she had to be free. All she could do was cry in an endless song of tears and sadness. She curled up next to Sentra, completely isolated in her mind. Everyone believed being royalty was a good thing but they do not know what happens behind these walls, all it is, is fear. 

She laid quietly, hearing the laughter and festivities creep through her open window- sobbing into her companions fur and as time began to pass, seconds turning into minutes and minutes turning into hours, the sun began to fall and the Ritual... was that much closer.

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Prequel ii : Fear

Timeline: 32 BBY

Summary: Genovera Areius, a young beautiful princess of Astra with ambitions well outside her role as royalty. Spending time out in the forests and on the water, she lived a wild hidden life and although the Coming of Age Ritual commencing in only a few hours- She wondered what would become of her and Astra this night.

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: Violence, War, Death, mentions of Blood

Rating: SFW

Notes:

*Kavanta Koortar is a coming of age ceremony once a royal member turns 14. This happens during mid-summer as its the point the planet is closets to the sun and moon (where its believed the Gods live) 

*Perfecti are the ruling King and Queen of Astra and hold special powers given by the gods to protect the planet and it’s people

*Maybe a curse word or two?

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Evening fell as the continuous sounds of laughter and drunk civilians echoed throughout the city. It was nearly time to begin the Ritual; The Kavanta Koortar for both herself and GenoVeras twin brother, Sol. Despite the circumstance of what happened earlier in the morning, GenoVera found herself patiently waiting in a beautiful temple; chiseled with archs of Astrian Kings and Queens, that had wings spanning to the high ceilings showing the beauty and pride in their people. The room itself was empty, only filled with a stone altar big enough for someone to lay down, and five statues that surround it that appear to be touching the altar with one hand. These statues were the Gods... 

She stood there, toe to stone at the altar. Alone and in the darkness, tracing her finger along the place when they would lay her to sleep to meet the gods. She scoffed, “what gods”... looking up to the effigies of all five of them circling the altar. She walked up to one of the statues that rest just slightly above the mantle and placed her hand gently on the piece of stone that was reaching out to touch where she was supposed to lay— "Are you even real..?", she whispered with a tear down her face before releasing her hand and falling to her knees, "All of you are the reason for my suffering...", she sniffled, wiping the tears drowning her cheeks, "Is it worth it..believing?", she looked up to the inanimate statue that remained in its position, solid and inattentive. Of course, talking to a statue wasn't going to do anything, but the hope that they were listening or even to give her a sign of their existence was just a small piece of what she wanted- and never got. After standing in silence for almost ten minutes, she gently removed her hand- burrowing in her sadness and began to walk away. 'This is all for nothing..', she thought to herself, making her way back to her room.  

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"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! PLEASE MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE CASTLE! OUR PRINCE AND PRINCESS WILL BEGIN THEIR ASCENSION!", Cheers filled the streets as a, mildly annoying, repeated message made its way throughout the castle and capital. The civilians began chanting their royals names while attempting to squish themselves around the castle to witness their bounty. Only the High royals and royal decedents, as well at the five powerful lords of the land and the councilmen were allowed to remain in the room, where the ritual took place. Everyone else stood outside in the courtyard, waiting in anticipation seeing their newly blessed prince and princess. Standing close to the alter stood the King, Queen, Sol, and GenoVera patiently waiting for the exact time Sol is supposed to 'ascend' and the moon was at its peak. Standing behind them were their sibilings, third oldest Cersi, fourth Estel, and the youngest Cronos accompanied by, who most of the kids thought of as their father, General Cassius. 

As the ritual began, and because Sol was born first, they laid the oldest twin down on the altar making him drink a blue liquid that sent him fast asleep. As he lay completely motionless, the statues began to glow. Sending a warm humming throughout everyones ears and for Vera it was comforting, it meant something was actually there. No one really talked about how long you were able to stay in contact with the Gods, but after 30 minutes or so of uncomfortable silence the air began to turn cold. Everyone inside the altar-room began to take notice, looking at each other then to their royals. "Something isn't right...", the Queen gazed towards her husband who was glaring maliciously at the altar. Small sounds of thunder and clouds began to fill the sky. "I know...", the King responded. Another 15 minutes passed and they continued waiting for Sols return, when suddenly the lights on the statues began to disappear one by one. This was something that never happened before and left the people in the room speechless. As each statue lost its glow, they began to crack directly across their faces. "Father...", GenoVera said, "Whats happening to Sol...", she pointed to her brother seeing the traces of his veins beginning to glow red, slowly overtaking his entire body. "Cassius take the Queen and the children. Evacuate them from the cas-", the city began to rumble cutting off the Kings orders. Everyone began to scatter, as small pieces of the castle started falling apart. Panic rose, sending people in all directions as a small rumble turned into a violent quake with the thunder turning into aggressive lightening strikes. A downpour of rain started to flood the city making the civilians retreat from the city. The screams started to grow louder and louder with each second that passed when all of a sudden... blaster fire? 

"LEAVE EVERYONE LEAVE NOW!", The king ordered, "EVACUATE THE CITY, EVACUATE ASTRA!", Cassius gathered the children including GenoVera leaving sol and the perfecti behind but before they could leave the room- darkness overtook it and everything turned black leaving only the statues losing their lights. The royals looked around, Cassius holding the 3 kids close while GenoVera stood behind her mother and father. "Im scared...", She whispered, "We will protect you..", the Queen stated brining her close, "Always...", the King added. A lightening strike hit the edge of the large window pane that was overlooking the temple room, highlighting a figure... There stood a man portraying only the silhouette against the violent storm. Each lightening strike only revealed portions of his face, either way no one could make it out who this man was. All they could sense was danger. Silence filled the room as the King and Queen stood in-front of the children and Cassius.

In a room of complete silence filled only by the strikes of lightening and the sounds of pounding rain, every statue except one had faded. Sol began to struggle, balling his fist, trying to bare the pain of what he was going through, "AHHH...ERGG..... AHHHHHHHHHHH!", you could tell he was in pain but GenoVera was so scared she couldn't move a muscle which only brought her attention back to the man before them. The 3 youngest ones began to cry and honestly she was about to as well. She looked at the intruder standing some ways in front of them -  She squinted trying to pin out the details when the lightening struck before he made a small movement; a metal object that fell out of this robe went directly into his hand, the King immediately drew his weapon made of pure black diamond and gold. The man scoffed and laughed maliciously before pushing the button on his device. A red glow began to erect itself from the top of the metal cylinder, a glow so malicious that filled the remaining light in the room with fear. Robotic figures began to infiltrate the space, the sounds clanking against the ground made their menacing red eyes piercing directly into the royals souls, haunting the moment they were in. It spelled fear and they were experiencing everything that word stands to mean. 

The overwhelming amount of... Robots? Plus this mysterious man made the King and Queen think of only one thing, "Cassius, take the kids and get them out of here now..." The king said before dropping his cape and reading himself in battle position. GenoVeras heart was racing. Not only was she afraid of the dark, she was afraid for their lives as the red that was surrounding them in the temple began to close them in. The intruder took his fist steps towards the royals as the king readied himself. "Cassius...", Queen mother said. She slowly turned her head back to them; the strands of her beautiful white hair falling before opening her eyes. What was once honey brown was now gold and glowing much like the statues, only warmer and alive. She had activated the power of the Perfecti, "Go..." Queen mother said. Cassius who has never seen the perfecti's power to this magnitude, at least enough to change their eyes, stood stunned knowing what this meant. He blinked a couple times bringing himself back to reality, picked up the two little ones and ran. GenoVera grabbed Cersis hand running closely behind Cassius looking back and saw her mother mimic the words "I love you"... before releasing an energy surge to disable the intruders allowing them to have a moment to escape.

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Blaster fire zipped past their ears and everything fell into slow motion. Fires were building up as the smoke began to overtake the city. It was becoming a challenge to see and even breath. Dead bodies were scattered everywhere with burnt holes carved into some chests and others the head. It smelled of bloodied iron and burning flesh crept through their nostrils making their stomachs uneasy. It nearly made GenoVera puke as she covered her nose and mouth telling her little sister to mimic her... tears ran down GenoVeras face as she saw the ones she cared about lifeless and dead from her instructors to maids, they were all...dead. 'Whats happening to us..', She thought to herself trying to dodge while dragging a child behind her. 'How are we supposed to get out of this? Whats even going on? Who..no what are these...things?!', They continued running as local fire became more intense "GENNA YOU AND CERSI STAY DIRECTLY BEHIND ME! FOLLOW MY MOVEMENTS!" She got behind the general following his exact orders to the letter. As they continued through the battlefield of the castle outside in the courtyard, Cassius expertly dodged each laser and GenoVera copying his same movements, "Just like we practiced Genna!", Cassius smiled because he was seeing GenoVeras training actually paid off. She picked up a gun from one of the fallen robots and began shooting sloppily at foes in their path taking firing cover from cassius. They were the ultimate team and although she doesn't know how to work the gun very well they managed to get through the battlefield and behind enemy lines on the path to emergency platform. 

As they continued running GenoVera dropped the gun with her sister still in hand. Since there were no droids she didn't suspect to need it anymore when all of a sudden, Cassius drops directly in-front of them, making GenoVera and Cersi trip. He drops the children and gripped his stomach coughing blood from his mouth. "CASSIUS!!", GenoVera screamed as she began to panic looking down to the wound in his stomach. Dark red was all over his fingers as each heart beat spilled more each thump his heart took, turning his skin pale. "Go take them...", he struggled to say as she looked over to her baby brother and sister knocked out from the fall with laser fire zooming passed their ears. They walked right into an ambush meant to kill the remaining civilians in the castle, just their luck. Many of their soldiers were attempting to fight off the unidentified force but people began to drop one by one as their window of escape began to close. GenoVera couldn't think straight and began to panic, S\she had no idea what to do or expect for what came next. Being a 14 year old rebellious teenager, nothing could've prepared her for this moment. Her heart continued to race as she tried to devise a plan to get ALL of them out of there and to the emergency shuttle bay. She looked up to analyze the situation before more tears began to fall realized how fucked they were. "GENNA!", Cassius screamed, shaking her out of her panic attack. He reached his hand up to touch her face gently trying to utter small words, "Please...Go...", His breaths became more labored, blood spewing out of his mouth before taking his last breath... and as his hand fell, the life in his eyes disappeared leaving the safety of the young royals in GenoVera hands ... The world became still for a moment and GenoVera held him closely beginning to cry hard, unable to control the strangling emotions. The battle still ensued and the screams of her people began to haunt her soul. She closed Cassius eyes and laid him down before wiping the tears off her face. Her broken heart couldn't break any further thus making this moment the first time she closed her eyes to pray, seeking guidance from the gods- swearing to protect her siblings at all costs for she was the last one standing to protect them. 

She looked up and opened her eyes, peering at the situation finding a perfect escape route through the hidden tunnels of the castle. She grabbed a crying Cronos who, thank the gods, was alive and light enough for her to carry. She turned to Cersi who was holding their lifeless little sister, wide eyed and staring at the blood dripping from Estels chest. For what she thought couldn't break anymore shattered, "Es...", more tears rolled down her face as it was getting harder and harder to breathe. She closed her eyes to look away, trying to stop the panic that was coming. She grabbed Cersis hand dragged her to the tunnels leaving her little sister to rest with her beloved general. 

Despite the struggle finding the entrance of the escape tunnels, once securely inside GenoVera led them straight to the Emergency Shuttle Bay that was loaded with one on one battles between the robots and their people. She looked to her little sister and brother, "Okay guys...", wiping the tears from her cheeks, grabbing them by the shoulders, "time to be strong now... we have to be quiet okay??", She said trying to smile and contain the pain that was erupting from deep inside her. The children nodded in return, Cersi copying her sisters movements trying to be strong and Cronos still trying to figure out whats going on. They snuck their way behind the battle placing them directly behind the shuttle. Unfortunately for them, getting into the shuttle was not going to be easy considering the battles are taking place in-front the shuttle doors, however, that was the ship they needed to escape in. "Listen I have to turn on the shuttle and get the auto pilot ready, s.t.a.y.h.i.d.d.e.n", she strictly exclaimed leaving the kids in between 3 crates completely covered. Genna made her way to the opening on the ship hoping and praying no one was inside. She stood behind a crate peaking at the soldiers being overwhelmed by the robots. While noticing she didn't have enough time, she took the moment and ran into the ship, starting the engines. The droids stopped what they were doing to attack the fleeting vessel drawing attention towards her and the kids. She ran back out and signaling Cersi to bring her and her brother trying to take cover from the ongoing laser fire attacking them and the ship. 

There were only a few soldiers left who were being ignored by the droids in their pursue for the young royals giving them the perfect opening to provide cover for the royals:

Soldier #1: "GO PRINCESS....! GO!"

Soldier #2: "WELL PROVIDE COVER FIRE! GET OUT OF HERE!"

Soldier #3: "I PROMISE PRINCESS....WE WILL FIND YOU! HURRY!

The soldiers expertly blocked the laser fire with their swords protecting the royals while the others took to the scaffolding providing areal cover. A small grin crossed her lips, thanking them internally for the opening they gave her. Genna ran to grab her siblings carrying cronos across her chest protecting his head. Cersi ran in first with Genna close behind but before she made it halfway up the ramp, she sensed a laser creeping up behind her. She cupped the back of Cronos head protecting him from any major damage if he got hit and swiftly moved turning to face towards the battle dodging the laser landing directly on her back. She used her free arm to push herself up a little just to watch the last to soldiers fall to their deaths and the door began to close. Genna laid there relieved that they made it. Holding Cronos tightly to her chest. "Okay Cronos...", She took a deep breath sitting herself up, "...were safe now..", a lifeless body rolled onto the floor, no movements of any kind, not even a breath. "Cro....-", she quickly got on her all fours crawling to her baby brother... shaking him violently while Cersi, who was standing directly next to them tightly grabbing the clothes on her chest as she fell to her knees. 

The emergency autopilot of the ship began to take off the rumbling on the ship indicating their exit from the atmosphere, leaving their planet behind and directly in-front of them laid their lifeless baby brother who wasn't even 3 yet. "Cro...CRONOS!!", She shook him violently and began CPR only to see that the wound went directly through his heart. She brought her hands up, feeling the warmth of his blood trickle down her fingers as she began to piece together what happened. She dropped her hands and her head- there was no pain like this. There was no sadness like this, no hatred... and as the two princess drifted into hyperspace they left behind everything they have ever known and became the last of the Astrain bloodline.

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Prequel iii : Changing Paths

Timeline: 32 BBY

Summary: Devastation was something that these girls have never experienced- until now. Feeling hopeless and lost GenoVera finds something in herself to make whatever this was- work and now that the whole galaxy knows about the Great Invasion of Astra, the girls are left with a path only they could manipulate to ensure their survival. 

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: Trauma, mentions of blood and death

Rating: SFW

Notes:

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What was it like? Freedom...? Not being chained to the shackles of responsibility? No... Freedoms Pain...

Suffering...

Blood...

WAR

This isn't what she wanted, much less...it wasn't what she asked for. Millions of dead Astrians and being the only survivals of the bloodline to escape, put a huge target on their back. With distinguished looks; white wavy hair and honey gold eyes made it easy for people to target them. They needed to go into hiding. GenoVera... At the tender age of 14, now had a responsibility to care for her little sister and protect her from the darkness that was coming. That thought alone tore her to pieces. Even after the intense training she went through over the years with her father and Cassius, she couldn't possibly keep the any of them safe. Fact of the matter is- both Cersi and Genna were still kids and that thought alone shot through her heart, stirring the upmost amount of uncertainty- making her feel uneasy . She turned on the ships power and glanced over to Cersi sleeping in the copilots chair. 'She must of cried herself to sleep', GenoVera thought bringing her attention back to the ships console. She turned on the auto pilot screen to assess their destination and come up with a plan to conceal themselves. "Alderaan..?", she whispered, remembering the time Bail Organa came to visit with Father. She gave a half smile, knowing that the man they were being sent to was a safe haven and felt comfortable enough with that thought alone to lean back in her chair. She took a glance over at the ETA bar wondering if it really took 3 days to get there. What would she even say? What would he say? What if they don't accept them? Where were they gonna go? "I have to protect her...", she uttered softly and with heavy eyes she glanced over to her sister sleeping soundly, wondering if she was fairing better than herself. Even after all of these thoughts and questions that continue to flutter in her already weakened mind. "why...", she asked trying to seek the answers to her pain.

A single tear fell down her cheeks as she slowly found herself tailing sleep.... back into darkness.

- 

Soldier #1: "GO PRINCESS....! GO!"

Soldier #2: "WELL PROVIDE COVER FIRE! GET OUT OF HERE!"

Soldier #3: "I PROMISE PRINCESS....WE WILL FIND YOU! HURRY!"

GenoVera: "CASSIUS! ESTEL! Cro...CRONOS!"

RUN! RUN! RUN! 

Blaster fire zipped passed her ears and as she continued running the ghosts of her people glowing of gold stood in front of her. She stopped falling just a few feet from them. She looked around  Blood dripping to the floor creating a pool of red. 

GenoVera: "no..."

she shook her head as a line that flowed directly from the pool a blood slowly creeped to her from all directions. 

GenoVera: "no...!"

She continued to shake her head starting to panic, she  took a few steps back and turned around only to see the ghosts of her Mother and Father staring back at her; the same pool of blood itching its way close and closer. 

GenoVera: "No...!!!"

She screamed and there appeared... Cassius, Estel and...Cronos 

GenoVera: "NOOOOOOO...!!!!!!"

She nearly broke her vocal cords screaming at the top of her lungs and covering her ears. She felt to her knees and more images of her people death popped into mind. Tears began to stream down her far creating her own pool of... blood and her body began to shake "Genna!" a soft voice, warm....inviting began to fill her ears. "Genna its me! Wake up!"

"Oh...thats right....", GenoVera said looking up to the ghosts, "Im dreaming..." then proceeded to close her eyes until the warm voice got louder bringing her back to the living. 

GenoVera shot herself up inhaling deeply. Sweat was dripping down her face hearing only her sister repeatedly asking if she was okay and that she was having a nightmare. She looked around disoriented and eyes heavier than the ship itself. She motioned to turn the console on... 

-ETA: 2 hours-

"TWO HOURS?!", Genna exclaimed, "I JUST FELL ASLEEP!!", She quickly got the ship ready to emerge from hyperspace. "Cersi how long-?", her little sister cut her off bringing saddened eyes up to her big sis, "Almost 2 days...", Genna matched her eyes in disbelief and continued to shake her head and apologize for sleeping so long. With a dream like that she never wanted to fall asleep again, however that brought her attention directly to Cersi wondering, "what were you doing while I was asleep?", peering over to the little girl who looked like shes been through a war and then some, "I slept too. I just woke up from a nightmare...", She buried her hands in her knees bringing them up to hug herself as little tears began to formulate in her eyes, "I saw them... All of them- ghosts....of a different kind", she began to weep as Genna came to the conclusion that they had the same dream. She walked over to hug her sister who was now in full tears curled in the copilots seat. This wasn't the Freedom she prayed to the gods for. This was hell. Genna closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. 'This isn't the time to be weak...', She quickly opened her eyes glaring at the universe in disappointment, 'you've failed us'.... Nevertheless- She has a duty now, a new duty. Thus changing the course of their destiny entirely. 

The beeping from the ships navigation systems started to ensue, showing the girls that they are within range of the planet and should drop out of hyperspace. GenoVera placed a hand on Cersi's cheek bringing her face up to meet hers, "Everything will be different now..." Genna looked out the front window of the ship watching them drop out of hyperspace directly in front of the beautiful planet Alderaan. "We get to write our own destiny... and we will get our home back. I promise you.", Cersi looked wide eyed to her oldest sister seeing hope illuminate her presence. She knew with Genna protecting her, everything will be okay. Cersi smiled grabbing the hand that was on her cheek and squeezed it tightly, "Genna... I believe in you." 

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After Exiting hyperspace, guards who were surprisingly expecting their arrival escorted the two princesses to Aldera, Alderaans Capital City and when the girls broke the news to Organa himself. Even with all the information they divulged he simply replied, " I know...", explaining that an emergency distress message was sent from the Queen herself explaining the situation and what to do thus, the girls journey began. They were fitted for an identification change which included appearance and during that time Organa made a plea to the galactic council to seek asylum on Coruscant but was further denied because of the sensitive information that was brought to them in terms of the man that started this. There was darkness rising and having a target on their back could bring harm to very important people on the home planet of the Republic. Instead of shying away like most of the Republic did, Organa set a plan into motion by having them receive an education in Naboo and to further rumor the galaxy to believe that they are dead. 

Until they weren't.

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[xandriagreat]

Brave Brothers | chapter 10

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Author's note: this is for @the-girl-with-the-glass-heart. The bold words that Roman says are his bear grunts and growls and bear noises.

Notice/Warnings: beast mode, death mentioned

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“Hey, Roman! Wait up!” Remus called out to his brother bear, still running after him. When Remus caught up to Roman, he touched his back and started to rub it for a moment. 

But Roman didn’t respond kindly when he did that. He growled loud and deep at him as he turned around to face the young prince with dark animal eyes instead of human brown eyes.

Remus started to back up as he got scared of the bear that was in front of him. “R-Ro?” he choked out in fear.

Then Roman roared loudly and lifted a claw at Remus, who screamed in fear. The scream probably got Roman back and stopped mid roar, lowering his claw. His animal eyes went back to his human normal eyes. 

The twins looked at each other worriedly.

“Roman?” Remus asked worriedly, not removing his eyes off of Roman as he breathing heavily to calm down. 

Roman stood up on his back legs, looking at his paws before looking back at Remus.

“It’s like you changed…” Remus said worriedly, taking a step closer to him. “Like you were a bear… a real bear on the inside…”

Roman made a worried noise at Remus before he looked at something in the distance. 

Remus looked at what Roman was looking at and gasped softly. 

A willow-o-wisp.

“Willow-o-wisp.” Remus breathed. 

Then Roman pounced the wisp, trying to grab it. The wisp disappeared and reappeared as Roman tried to grab it. 

“Roman! No!” Remus called out as Roman ended up chasing it and hit a tree, falling to the ground.

The young prince sighed annoyedly and went to his brother bear, who slowly got up. 

“Roman… I know that you are tired and scared,” Remus said, “but we really need to keep our heads.”

“If you’re going to tell him to calm down, it doesn’t work.” a voice called out from the trees. “Also, the wisps don’t like to be chased.”

The twins looked up to see a little boy, wearing a black traveling cloak and sunhat, with a shepherd crook in the trees. The  boy started to go down the branches to talk to them. When the boy got on the ground, Remus pointed at the boy, who had 3rd degree burns, and gasped, “You! Kid!” 

"My name is Janus."

Roman looked at Remus and the boy. “Is this the wizard?” Roman grunted confused, pointing at the boy. 

Remus looked at Roman and said, “I still don’t know what you said, Ro.”

“Wizard? Oh! Do you mean my dad?” asked Janus, looking at the twins. 

The twins were surprised as they looked at Janus. “You can understand him?” Remus asked, pointing at Roman.

Janus nodded. “Yes.”

The twins hummed, nodding before glaring back at Janus. “Okay, where’s your puppet master, little puppet?” Remus asked. The twins walked close to the little boy, being intimidating.

Janus showed no fear to the brothers, just looked annoyed. “You got to be more specific. I had two dads and one is dead. So, if you’re talking about the one that gave you the spell, he’s still at auction. He’s still there getting money that we need. And to point out, he’s a woodcarver and wizard. Not a puppet master” Janus said, placing his crook against a tree as he got a money bag out and started looking for something.

Remus looked confused at him. “Wait, I gave your dad my ring to pay. He shouldn’t have gone there.”

“It’s a habit and precotuion. Also, you got outbid.” Janus said as he took out the ring. “This would set us up for months while the money that we got from the auction would set us up for a year and a half.”

“So, reverse it. Reverse the spell.” Remus growled at the boy.

“I can’t. I haven’t mastered all the spells. And even if I could, it’s still your responsibility.” Janus replied, his arms crossed.

Roman and Remus growled more at him. They couldn’t believe that this was happening. 

Before Remus could say anything else, Janus pointed at something in the distance and said, “Before you say anything, I’m going to point out that the wisps want to show you two somethings.” 

The twins looked where the boy was pointing at. There was a trail of willow-o-wisps, making a path into the woods.

Remus looked at Roman, who was unsure, as he remembered that the willow-o-wisps can lead to fate and felt that he had a some type of contention. 

“It’ll be ok, Roman.” Remus reassured, putting a hand on his brother bear’s back.

Before the twins followed the wisps, they looked at the little boy as Janus grabbed his crook and asked, “Do you two want company? Because I can follow and explain some magic. Like translate, I’m guessing, your brother’s grunts and growls. Also, I’m very interested.”

The twins looked at each other and nodded. “Sure, but don’t do any tricks.” Remus warned, pointing at Janus. 

The boy showed his hands to them. “No tricks!”

So, the three followed the willow-o-wisps into the woods to find the truth of a legend

[idontblushsrry]

Sesshomaru||NSFW Alphabet

A/N: That’s right, I wrote an NSFW alphabet for him as well. How could I not, he’s a hottie. Also somehow, I managed to keep this w a gender neutral reader, so all my Sesshomaru fans may enjoy (unless u ship s*ssrin, then leave)

Word Count: 1911

Warnings: Obviously nsfw

A - Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

After sex, Sesshomaru returns to his initial composure almost immediately. Like he’ll pant for a few seconds, wipe his dick off and then immediately, boom, like nothing ever happened. Of course, you, are thoroughly wrecked, needing Sesshomaru’s help, help which he is more than happy to give.

B - Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part on himself has to be his arm/arms (depending). He loves his arms for a reason completely separate from you, he just enjoys the fact that he finally has two arms, like he thinks back to all the times he didn’t properly appreciate his left arm, and vows to never make that same mistake.

C - Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

As much as he loves cumming on your body, nothing compares to the feeling of cumming inside you. He loves to watch you slowly lose all coherency as he just fucks you full of his cum. If you let this man cum inside you, you will unleash a whole new beast, that you’re gonna have to be prepared to deal with. 

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

Sometimes, when Sesshomaru knows he’s going to be away from you for a long time, he tries to fuck you as much as possible. He knows that he’ll miss you and gets a little more lovey dovey, but above all, he’s trying to remember the feeling of you so he can better mimic it with his had.

E - Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Sesshomaru is extremely experienced, on account of both his rank and his power. Demons are attracted to power and rank and, being so noble, Sesshomaru has never had any trouble with finding a partner to warm his bed. He’s not versed in everything but he has a strong sense of intuition and a deep connection with his own desires.

F - Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

A bit cliché, but, his favorites are doggy style and mating press. Any position where he has the leverage to press you down and fuck into you also ranks pretty high on his list.

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

Sesshomaru is so serious in the moment. He gets so laser focused on pleasing you that he finds any distractions to be a bit...grating. That being said, you’re the exception, if he happens to make you laugh during sex, he’ll just roll his eyes affectionately before shutting you up with a kiss.

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

He’s about as well groomed as any man of his station at the time would be. He’s not exactly shaving down there but his hair is so fine that it isn’t unbearable. Also the carpet definitely matches the drapes, his hair is extremely light and it’s hard to see sometimes.

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

Sesshomaru is very intimate in subtle ways. He shows you hat he cares by doing little things to ensure your comfort. Whether it’s brushing sweat off your head, setting pillows under your hips, or retracting his nails when he holds you, Sesshomaru is the king of unspoken intimacy. He loves you and he’s going to show it in the most obvious way.

J - Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

As stated earlier, Sesshomaru really only jacks off out of necessity. He had no problem with getting someone to fuck, ad now that he has you, he doesn’t see the need to masturbate. The only time he’ll do so is if you’re gonna be away from him for a while and he’s really horny.

K - Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Sesshomaru has a breeding kink, sorry not sorry. Even if you can’t get pregnant, something in him just tells him to keep filling you with his cum until it spills out. At which point, he just repeats the process. He also has a thing for marking, whether it be by scent, hickies, or with his cum, he loves the reminder/proclamation that you’re his.

L - Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Sesshomaru’s not picky about location. He’s of the opinion that, as long as you’re comfy, he’s ok with it. He does enjoy having his fill of you in your shared bedroom, but yall aren’t really home often enough for him to be that particular about it.

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

The only thing that turns Sesshomaru on is the sight/thought of you naked and waiting for him. 

N - NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Sesshomaru does not care all that much for sharing, and in a similar vein, voyeurism. With voyeurism, he doesn’t mind fucking out in the open, as long as no one else is around. The second he gets whiff of anyone, he’s pulling out of you faster than you can even realize what’s going on. With sharing, just don’t ask. He won’t show it but, the thought of someone else even seeing you that vulnerable enrages him and sets off his baser instincts. If you suggest it, he’s going to be very hurt for some time.

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

Sesshomaru probably didn’t even know about oral until you went down on him for the first time. While he isn’t exactly the most experienced in it, he more than makes up for it with his sheer voracity. If you ask him to give you head, he’s getting on his knees, laying you back like, “say less”.

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

Sesshomaru can be both but he tends to lean on the more fast and rough side. Sure, your hips and legs hurt, but who can really complain when there’s a powerful demon pounding into you like a jackhammer.

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

When you first told Sesshomaru what a quickie entailed, he was intrigued. Admittedly, he didn’t like the concept at first, but the more he thought about it the more it grew on him. He likes the thought of you being so needy for him that you’d rather jump him as soon as possible than wait to get home.

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

In terms of experimentation, Sesshomaru’s not all that open to it. He’ll try if you insist but he’s definitely not one to suggest any experimentation. As for risks in terms of location, as long as he’s far enough from others, he doesn’t really care where y’all fuck or how loud you are. 

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

He can go as long as you can. He does like to build your endurance more and more each time, but sex in general with him is a serious time commitment.  He’s more than willing to space it throughout the day if that would suit you better.

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

No toys, Sesshomaru doesn’t see the point in them. It also goes back to his thing about sharing, while he won’t be as angry as he would be with another person there, the thought infuriates him. Just thinking about an object getting to feel you in the same way he does make him see red.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Sesshomaru prefers not to tease, but he will if he feels the need to. He prefers to get straight to the point, letting you cum as many times as he sees fit to, honestly, prep you to take him in. But if he’s feeling particularly slighted, (whether by you or some demon he can’t quite murder) he’ll take it all out on you. While he won’t tease you in public, in private, he’ll work you up, get you right on the edge of cumming, and then pull it away. The more you whimper and whine, the more tempted he is to draw out your torture.

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

Sesshomaru is pretty quiet... usually. While he prides himself on his control, of which extends even to the bedroom, letting out a few grunts once he’s about to cum, his rut is a different story. Sesshomaru refuses to talk about or even acknowledge how unihinged he acts during his rut but honestly, the moment he gets a whiff of your arousal, he sounds like a wild animal. Every repressed emotion and sound comes bubbling back up to the surface and he just goes around growling and panting until he can stick his dick in you.

W - Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Sesshomaru tries his best to be gentle/hold back with you. It’s not obvious and you haven’t noticed because most of it happens in the heat of the moment when you’re distracted by...other things. But, he knows he tends to lose himself inside of you so in preparation, he’ll remove his hands from your body and let his claws rip into the surface under/behind you, whether it be a tree, bed, or just the floor. One of these times, his poison accidently activated and he shielded your body by leaning down and making out with you. That day, he discovered his affinity for kissing you while pounding into you.

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

Mans got a third leg, I just know. The baggy pants hide it pretty well but when you manage to pull it out, he’s easily 8 inches (10-12 when fully hard depending on circumstances), uncut, and really pretty. Like other parts of him, Sesshomaru’s dick is beautiful, a small patch of silver hair near his base. Speaking of, Sesshomaru does have a knot, if he cums inside of you, he tries to do so without getting it stuck just because of the fact that it’s kind of a hassle waiting it out. But if you let him knot you and the situation allows it, he might go a little feral whoops.

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

Sesshomaru has a pretty high sex drive and before you, he could control it pretty well in all instances besides his rut. He still maintains his impeccable control but he finds himself ready to go a lot more often than he used to be. Like if you ask him, he’s immediately down regardless of what he’s doing. The only time that he gets supernaturally and uncontrollably horny is when he goes into rut. At which point...good luck getting his dick out of you.

Z - ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

While Sesshomaru doesn’t really get tired after sex in the same way you do, he does understand when you’re kind of tapped out for the night/day/moment and is more than content to watch you sleep. After a while though, the sounds of your heartbeat and the quiet sounds of your breathing will set him at ease and put him to sleep.

[smellslikemultifandomimagines]

Hi! How are you doing?

Could I request a NSFW alphabet for Jason Grace?

Thank you <3

pairing: jason grace (18+) x fem!reader

warnings: smut → NSFW alphabet

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smut night masterlist 💦

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

aww jason would be such a sweetheart

he'd clean you up, make you a cup of tea or any other beverage of your choice, would help you to the bathroom and help you back to the bed

he'd love to cuddle with you and watch tv while the two of you ate some snacks

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

loves your neck

jason's favourite thing to do in any normal circumstance is cuddle into you and press his face into your neck before kissing the skin

and during sex???

oh my, he'd bury his head on the hollow of your neck, releasing moans against your skin

would also be a sucker for hickeys oop

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

jason would love cumming inside you

whether that's deep within your pussy

or in your mouth

and would secretly have a thing for feeling your cum on his tongue - especially when he eats you out and he's fucking you with his tongue

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

even though he's a soft little thing, particularly with you lol, he wouldn't be able to admit to liking dirty talk

he'd do it, sure, but the way you react to it would be an absolute blessing to him

the way your back arches or hips raise, the whimper that would fall from your pretty lips - he would just relish in watching you respond to his dirty talk

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

honestly not much

you'd both be virgins before you met each other and he'd be super nervous to have sex with you (still is, but he's definitely more comfortable when you've been having sex for a while)

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

honestly, probably classic missionary

to be able to hold you close to him would be such a cute thing for him

he'd love to grind his hips into yours and have your legs wrapped around his waist

fuck and he'd love when you tighten your legs around him and pull him closer to you

and to be able to feel your thighs shake against him as you cum

oooh and to have your nails claw at his back!!!

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

yes omg he's super funny during sex

jason would love to make you as comfortable as possible

not only does it relieve the nerve you both feel, but sex can be pretty intimidating sometimes

and so by being able to make you laugh and be comfortable, it honestly makes the sex that much better

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

idk i'd say he's pretty groomed 🤷🏼‍♀️

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

super sweet!

big fan of holding hands and asking if you're okay

he'd be kissing you relentlessly all the time - when taking your clothes off, or making out, or fucking into you

even if you both were trying out new kinks, he would be so cute about it and, again, make sure you're okay (that's honestly his number 1 priority)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

lol yeah i mean he's a young guy with crazy hormones you kind of have to expect that

he'd never expect you to get him off all the time though, like he's more than happy to do it himself

especially if you guys + the others are on a quest and you're super tired

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

dom!! though he's super sweet, especially in bed, i can imagine him still being a huge dom (also a switch too but prefers to be a dom)

light bondage

dirty talk

honestly maybe a bit of Voyeurism too - like he'd love to watch you get yourself off. this is particuarly true when he's fucking you and you reach a hand down to rub your clit

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

shower

cabin

motel / hotel room when you guys are on a quest lol (& would find it hot when you're struggling to keep quiet bc you know the others are next door)

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

seeing you fight a monster omg!!

with your weapon of choice and having complete control of it

bonus points when you and him team up to fight the monster together!!!

would love when you back him up on arguments he has with authority about treating people fairly - or just when you back him up in general lol

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

degrading - i think one of his fears is hurting you and would hate to call you degrading names

probably anal too lol

would also never force you to have sex with him. like i mentioned before, if you were super tired or just not in the mood in general, he'd respect that (& would get himself off if he really had too)

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

neither of you care really too much of who's the bigger receiver or giver

both of you are pretty much equal when it comes to that

but when jason goes down on you

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

it's between rough and slow

he'd love slow and rough thrusts, where both of you are moaning into each other's mouths and the bed squeaking underneath you

but jason would also love when he's rough and fast - the thrill he gets when you're screaming and crying out for him

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

yes!

like i said before, this is particular true when being on a quest together lol

or even after training in either one of your cabins

or even in your apartment before work

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

yeah i'd say so

i mean both of you were virgins when you first got together so it's kind of a given that you'd experiment lmao

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

i'd say maybe 1 round but could spend hours overstimulating you

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

i think the only toys he'd have would be handcuffs tbh

he'd probably prefer to get you off himself and not from some toy like a vibrator lol

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

jason would love teasing you but couldn't handle the wait so he'd just devour your pussy then fuck you ahah

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

i'd say pretty loud

lots of cute moans and grunts that would be muffled into your neck and mouth

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

seeing you in lingerie and jason's just like :o

and purposefully buying cute sets or body suits just so he can fuck you in it

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

i'd say maybe below average??

not too much but still a good size & would definitely know how to use it lol

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

lol both of you would be pretty hormonal and would have a high sex drive so i'd say yes to this lol

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

lol pretty quickly lol

like with aftercare, you guys wouldn't even get through 10 minutes of the show you'd be watching before he's already asleep oop

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[seijohsbabe]

Hellloo Can I request where the MSBY boys (Saku, Atsu, Hina,Bo) trains their naive little manager? and now she's their fully fledge cum dumpster and their girl 🥴 like the others thought that she's still innocent by the way she act but the boys knew that you are slut in front of them tysm!!!!!!

a/n: Hell yes! I always wanted to write something about them c: Hope You will like it :)

Pairing: Black Jackals x Reader

Tw: dubcon, anal, overstimulation, cum overload, fivesome, double penetration

Wordcount: 2,6k

You wouldn't take your job as manager of the Black Jackals lightly. The guys could be really exhausting at times, but you still enjoyed watching them, cheering them on, helping them everywhere you could. Four of them seemed to be particularly interested in you, but you didn't think anything special about it, after all, they just want to be nice. Atsumu, who always liked to give you a little tweak in your butt, and was all in all very touchy. Bokuto, who hugged you tightly once a day, while his hand always wandered a little deeper. Hinata, who always picked you up after every game in bridal style and pressed you against him while he was cheering, the hand that held you, was tight on your butt what made you blushing mess. And of course Sakusa. He didn't really like human contact at all, but with you he was somehow different, he liked to talk to you, even sometimes hugging you after a win, but you couldn't see his dirty grin, when he felt your breasts pressing firmly against his chest.

They knew how naive you were and shamelessly took advantage of it to satisfy their craving for you.

But when Bokuto saw you on a free noon with a boy who was pretty close to you, of course he immediately told the others about it and they all agreed they had to make something clear to you.

Sakusa wrote to you late at night. You were a little confused about what Sakusa wanted from you so late.

"Hey y/n-chan, im sorry to bother you at this time but I've left my keys in the lockeroom. Could you maybe come and unlock the door for me?“

You immediately typed that you would be there in 10 minutes, wondering why he didn't just ask the captain. With quick steps you went to the door, where Sakusa was standing alone, and already had you in his sight. "I'm sorry that you had to come here that late.“ He said to you while you tried to unlock the door, but it was already open. With a questioning look, you looked back at Sakusa, who was now standing very close behind you, and pushed you into the lockeroom, and Kick the door shut with his foot.

The lights went on and right in front of you were Atsumu, Hinata and Bokuto, with a big grin. Now you were completely confused. The door was open all the time? And why are the three here? "G-guys? What's going on?", your voice let out your discomfort as you looked back and forth between the four. Atsumu was the first to speak. "Actually you should know why you're here manager-chan." Your question mark in your head got bigger and bigger, just like your eyebrow which got higher and higher. "Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry.“

Sakusa was the next to speak. "Oh yeah you did, but no problem we accept your apology, but we expect a little more than a simple apology." His arms crossed over each other on his chest while he leaned against the wall. "Sure uhm- I'll invite you to an ice cream?" You answered with a questioning undertone, still unsure what you did wrong. "I'm thinking of something better, right?“ Atsumu asked around and everyone nodded.

Now Bokuto came up to you with wide arms to pull you with him and to place you on his lap on a bench while he roamed his hands over your figure and pushed your sweater up, exposing your bra. His hands were warm on the skin, it was comfortable, but the whole thing happened so irrationally. You let it just happen, the hands that you felt on your skin were too pleasant. They were joined by two more on your legs that they spread and put everything that covered you off. It was Hinata's hands that pulled your thighs apart and ran over them once. A voice penetrated your ear. "Ya know, you were a bad manager, we thought you belonged to us. This all."

Bokuto made it clear while he grabbed your tits. "Suddenly I see you with such a stupid schoolboy who probably can't even protect you as we can." His hands were everywhere, one brushed the hair from your face, the other kneaded your chest, which made you wince slightly. As Hinata let his hands get closer and closer to your cunt you had to twitch briefly. "W-what? I don’t know what you mean“, you stuttered while their hands continued to slide over your flesh. The other two men watched with a satisfied smile, lazily touching their cocks trough their sweatpants. "Oh you know what i mean Angel" now he tilted your face and looked deep into your eyes before he pulled you into a lovely kiss. It felt as intimate as a warm summer night. Hinata had meanwhile arrived at your cunt and stretched your lips with two fingers apart to lick between it. It made you moan into the kiss. But Hinata didn’t stop, on the contrary, he became faster and more energetic. You broke away from the kiss to put your head on Bokuto's shoulder and claw your finger in Hinata’s orange hair.

"Mmhm, you like that don't you? Keep going Shoyo, she likes it!"

Bokuto exclaimed. The addressed man lifted his head once to look up and grin. "She tastes so good Bokuto-san!" Shortly afterwards he sank back between your thighs while Bokuto played with your nipples. Your moans could not be held back so you put your hand over your mouth to hide them, but your hand was quickly pulled away. "Let us hear you Princess." Bokuto mumbled. And while the two kept going you noticed how your climax was getting closer and closer, it only needed a little push. This push came when the man behind you now attacked your neck and sucked tight. Your body hunched up, your hands clenched in Hinata's hair.

Atsumu couldn't take his eyes off you during the whole process, caught in your noises and movements. Your breathing had quickened and your senses were slowly coming back. Hinata slowly got up to take off his shirt. Your gaze slid over him. His built wasn’t that bad. Your hands clenched behind you around the neck of Bokuto who now slowly sat you down on the floor.

"I think it's our turn isn't it?" Atsumu now came into it. You totally forgot about him and Sakusa. Bokuto pouted as he had just taken off his boxers and his hard cock bumped against his stomach. Your mouth watered. Now Sakusa was in front of you and blocked your view. What you didn't notice, he was already naked just like Atsumu. This time your gaze wandered down and back up to Sakusa‘s face. He smiled a little bit.

"Come on, be a good girl and get on my cock," said the black-haired now while he sat down on the floor. You nodded lightly and crawled over him. His hand led his penis to your entrance, and slowly rubbed it against your cunt, back and forth.

"Please fill me up Sakusa!" you moanded, too desperate to be filled up.

"You sure?" he answered with a raised brow. You nodded to him, and he sank into you in one motion which let your eyes cramp together and your hands drawn together on his chest. He let out a loud, almost bestial moan. You didn't notice that suddenly behind you was Atsumu until he put a hand on your back and pushed you down to Sakusa.

"I need a place too baby.“ He smiled at your questioning face. But when he slowely rubbed his dick an the same entrance you and Sakusa were connected, you shook your head immediately. "No there's no place for you Ats-"

but he already sank in you right beside Sakusa's cock. He had too groan because of the friction of Atsumu's cock. It burned really bad, it was just too much filled up right now. Just not that there were two in you at the same time, they weren't really that small, which didn't made the whole thing easier. Fortunately, Atsumu gave you a little time to get used to the new feeling until he built a slow pace, while Atsumu’s hand caressed your shoulder blades. "Fuck- so tight." Sakusa hissed while his hands were grabbing on to your hips.

"Oh baby, how long we dreamed about that, to make you out lil 'slut just for us. Well-fuck, we have to learn a lot but your doing great right now." the blonde setter behind you groaned while he picked up the pace and perfectly kissed your cervix every time. Your brain could not process the information, it was too absorbed to notice the two cocks in you. Also Sakusa tried to generate a few thrusts, and your body jolted on instant. Your face was suddenly turned to one side by pulling your hair to see Hinata looking down at you while his cock glistened with pre-cum right in front of your face. "Take it." he only commented while he buried his hand in your hair a little tighter. Your mouth opened to let him in, and he took advantage of it by picking up a quick pace right away. He used your mouth like you were just a doll. You had to spit, and cough while he was totally abusing your throat. Your hand was suddenly put around another penis, which declared itself to be Bokuto, who looked at you with a pout. He probably feels left out. So your hand picked up a pace as best it could and slid up and down his thick length.

Your tongue rolled the length of Hianata‘s cock back and forth over the tip, sometimes having to let out a moan, which made your mouth vibrate. Hinata's head was in his neck and his hand tightened in your hair. "So your pretty mouth can be used for more," groaned Hinata. Your last final lick made him groan, while he spilled is cum in your throat. You had to cough, a little bit spilled out of your mouth, while the other half went down your throat. His hand released your hair, and he sat down, to relax.

Atsumu's thrusts became more and more precise and hard, which brought you closer to your second orgasm. Your hand was still around Bokuto, who had to howl loudly as your hand was getting faster and faster. And when he turned your chin in his direction, his cum went in your face and upper body. It dripped all over your body and Bokuto looked at you with a satisfied grin. But now you felt your climax approaching, especially when Sakusa's hand suddenly came to your breasts.

Your eyes rolled back, your hands clenched in the bicep of Sakusa and with another sharp thrust came another wave of euphoria. Your walls tightened around the two as your strength slowly left your body. As you were about to fall forward, a hand held you around your neck. It was Atsumu who now held you up and pushed himself further into you. Sakusa who thrust into you again came all of a sudden, and fucked his whole load into you. "Fuuuuck- so tight." He hissed while he made sure to fuck all his load in you. Atsumu who felt everything, had to groan as well, while he looked down where you two are connected. Sakusa‘s cum dripped from you onto his cock. However, everything was getting too much for you, you howled softly, you were too sensitive at the moment after two orgasms. "Dont worry, I hurry up." Atsumu groaned, and in fact after the next thrust he came into you too. Both now pulled out, and the two loads of cum just dripped out of you. The sudden emptiness let you groan. Your body was gently passed on, but you didn't notice that, your senses were blown away.

Bokuto was suddenly in front of you and looked at you with a shimmering and excited face. You only now noticed that you were on his lap, his length lying tense against you. How could he have had so much stamina?

He picked you up by your waist to lower you on top of his member. Your hands automatically slid to his shoulders to give you a little strength. He had to groan, "Fuck you are still so tight even though you only had two cocks in you." He groaned while his hands cramped on your hips. "I want her too Bokuto-san" Hinata pouted behind you, his length in his hand. "Take her Ass." Bokuto only commented. Your thoughts said you should say something about it but nothing came out of your mouth. And then his tip was already on the tight muscle ring, and penetrated without any preparation. It made you howl. "Shhh, baby come on be a good girl, alright." Bokuto whispered softly in your ear while his hand ran soothingly over your back. But it got tighter as Hinata pushed further and further, until you noticed that he was completely inside. It was an uncomfortable but kinda satisfying feeling, even if you had already two orgasms behind you. Now Bokuto raised you again to get you on the two cocks up and down. At the beginning slower, but after he saw your face to make sure your okay he was going faster. When Hinata‘s hand clapped on your ass cheek you had to groan loudly, out of nowhere you were completely horny again.

"Your doing Great." Bokuto groaned, he sank in and out of you, while his tip kissed your point perfect. His balls slapped against your skin, and Hinata groaned behind you while he held your butt open to see where you two are connected. ,,She‘s so perfect, our little manager.“ he moaned, while he thrusted into you. You were a moaning mess, full of cum and no strength in you anymore. It was humiliating and you never imagined that, this would ever happen.

His pace became faster and more hectic, so that you couldn't hold out for long until you reached the climax for the third time and just let yourself go. It was liberating to finally untie the knot. Your walls cramped around the two, you kind of sucked them into you. Bokuto seemed to be getting too much and load his cum into your cunt. His hips stuttered, while his hands were still on your hips. you would very likely have red marks tomorrow. Now only Hinata was left who did not wait long and came on your ass and back. You felt dirty, used, you just wanted to wash yourself and lie in your bed, but what you didn't know, this was not the last round, because Atsumu came up to you again with a big grin. The night went on for a few more laps, they persuaded you to be hers, their own little cum garbage to discharge. Until you couldn't say anything, not even your own name. Now after a week, they had you perfectly under their control, their own little manager slut. They knew what you wanted to do every time you accidentally let something fall and tried to pick it up from the floor and your skirt slipped up higher than necessary, how you accidentally brushed them across their crouch when you walked past them. You became her own little slut, and whether you would ever get out of there remains to be doubted.

[ladydimitrescuspet]

Anything For You [NSFW]

ao3 link! I'd like to think that I did a good job here so enjoy! tell me what you think, if you want to!

6. “Are you sure that’s what you want? I could really hurt you.” 10. “Look, I’m not into choking but I wouldn’t mind if you grabbed me by the neck every once in a while.” 15. “You take my fingers so well don’t you?” 18. “Are you wearing my shirt?”

***

Alcina had given the staff the day off, something that only happened once a month. And it only happened because you had managed to convince Alcina that her staff worked hard enough to earn at least one full day away from the castle. The staff had been excited when you broke the news to them, allowing them to spend the day to themselves or with their families.

Unfortunately, with no staff that meant that you had to pick your own clothes out. So after you took a bath, you stood in the closet you shared with Alcina. Since there was no staff, you decided on some lounging clothes, a pair of sweatpants and one of Alcina’s old shirts. Surprisingly, Alcina had a whole section dedicated to her clothes from her past life. It wasn’t often, but when you could you’d always put on one of her shirts and just hang around the castle in the library or sitting room.

After dressing you made your way down to the kitchen to find something to eat. That was another con of having no staff for the day, no gourmet breakfast. You ended up settling on a bowl of cereal and some pineapple juice and sat at the counter. You were so deep in your thoughts while you ate that you hadn’t noticed Alcina making her way into the kitchen until her voice made you jump like a startled cat.

“Y/N, there you are.” Alcina said.

“Holy Mother Miranda, Al, you scared me!” You exclaimed as you clutched at your chest.

Alcina gave you a small smile and rubbed your shoulder. “Sorry, iubirea mea, I’ve just been looking around for you.” Alcina said before she did a double take. “Are you wearing my shirt, darling?” Alcina asked with a slightly raised eyebrow.

You flushed at her question. “I am. I like your clothes, they’re comfortable.” You replied. You had put on Alcina’s favourite of her old shirts, it had Mickey and Minnie Mouse on it.

Alcina hummed before she picked up your bowl and placed it in the sink, you pouted at her but at least you had eaten most of your cereal. “Up.” Alcina said as she pointed to the counter. Apparently you weren’t moving fast enough and let out a small yelp as she picked you up and placed you on the counter herself. Alcina toyed with the hem of the shirt you wore and licked her lips. “I just think you look absolutely… delicious in my old clothes, draga mea.”

You felt your cheeks burning at her words. “But?” You asked, prompting her to reply to you.

“But, I think it would look better if weren’t on you.” Alcina replied as she dragged the shirt of your head. You shivered slightly as a cool breeze swept across your upper body. “And as for these, well, I’ve never seen the purpose for them really.” Alcina gestured towards your sweatpants and let her claws out.

Your eyes went wide. “Please don’t, I love these sweatpants.” You squeaked out before you wiggled your lower body out of them and dropped the article of clothing on the floor.

Alcina grinned at you. “Much better, my dear.” Alcina ran her hands over your thighs and you rubbed them together. “Feeling a little tense down there, hmm? You smell wonderful, Y/N.” You could feel your arousal growing.

“Please, Al.” You whimpered. Alcina tapped her fingers against your skin, signalling for you to continue. “Please fuck me, Mommy.” You whispered slightly.

Alcina hummed. “Hard or gentle?” Alcina asked.

“Gentle.” You replied. Alcina gave you a small nod before she pushed you to lay flat on the counter. You spread legs for her as she slipped off her gloves.

Alcina leaned down and gave you a soft kiss before she started trailing kisses on your cheek and down your neck. “Are you ready, floarea mea mica?” Alcina asked softly into your ear, pressing a small kiss to your lobe. You let out a small moan as her fingers slipped into you. Alcina slid her fingers in and out of you, your back arching off the counter. “You take my fingers so well, don’t you?” Alcina asked.

You whimpered a bit as you nodded your head. “Yes, mommy.” You replied. You wrapped your legs around her waist to pull her closer to you and her fingers deeper into you. You felt your breath hitch slightly as Alcina curled her fingers. “Fuck, Alci, please.” You begged a bit as your fingers pressed into her back, biting her shoulder.

Alcina pushed her fingers in and out of you a little faster, but still maintained the gentleness you asked from her. You let out a muffled moan as your walls convulsed around her fingers, close to your orgasm. “That’s a good soarece mic.” Alcina said into your ear. “Come on, draga mea, cum for me.” Alcina pressed kisses into your neck before she licked a patch of skin, nibbling on it, her fangs threatening to pierce your skin. You bit down harder on her shoulder when she did bite into your neck, your orgasm crashing over you.

You slowly unwrapped your legs from her waist and pressed a kiss to the bite mark you left on her shoulder. “Sorry about this.” You apologised.

Alcina pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Quite alright, darling. Do you think you can go one more round for me?” Alcina asked. She picked you up and left the kitchen.

“Hmm, I suppose so, just for you, my love.” You replied. You placed kisses on her neck and on her face. “Te iubesc, Alcina.” You said softly, kissing her nose as she carried you up the stairs to her chambers. “Te iubesc aşa de mult.” You ran your fingers through her hair.

“Și eu te iubesc, mieluleț.” Alcina replied, giving you one of her adoring smiles. You nuzzled into the side of her neck for the rest of way to her chambers, letting out a small sigh when she laid you down on the bed.

You chewed on your lip as you watched her move around the room. “Alci?” You called out softly.

She turned to face you, her eyebrow arching slightly. “Will you use the strap? Or maybe even…” The remainder of your question trailed off but you knew that Alcina picked up on your reference.

“Are you sure that’s what you want? I could really hurt you.” Alcina replied, her voice laced with concern as she walked over to you. You nodded your head and Alcina cupped your face in her hands. “Only if you’re 100% sure, iubirea mea.” You gave her a small smile. “I’ll be right back.” She gave you a small kiss before heading into the bathroom.

You laid on the bed picking at the sheet, getting a bit bored waiting for your lover. It was still early in the day, but you felt a yawn escape your lips and your eyes fluttered close. You woke up with a small start as Alcina caressed your cheek.

“Drage mea, you fell asleep on me.” Alcina said with a soft chuckle. You flushed, embarrassed that you’d gone to sleep waiting for her. “We can always do this another time if you want.” Alcina added.

You shook your head. “No, no, I want to. Right now, if that’s okay.” You replied.

“Of course, Y/N, anything for you, my darling.” Alcina said before she straddled your legs, her cock pressing against your entrance. “I’ll take it slow, I promise.” Alcina said softly before she crashed her lips to yours in a passionate kiss. You moaned into her mouth as the tip of her slipped inside you.

You broke the kiss and then wrapped your legs around her waist again as you did earlier in the kitchen. “More, Alci, please.” You squeezed her breasts and took one her nipples into your mouth causing her to groan.

“Y/N, I can’t give you gentle if you’re going to act like that.” Alcina warned you. You stared into her eyes as you continued to play with the nipple in your mouth, you other hand coming up to massage her other one. You wrapped our legs around her title as Alcina pushed the rest of her cock into you. “Is it fine for you, my love?” Alcina asked.

You nodded your head, releasing her nipple with a small pop. “It’s fine, Alcina.” You replied. You placed a kiss on the breast closest to you, licking and nibbling at her skin as she pushed in and out of you. You let out a small whimper as her cock hit you in one of the right spots. “Fuck me, mommy, please. I know what I said, but please, please fuck me.” You begged. “Look, I’m not into choking but I wouldn’t mind if you grabbed me by the neck every once in a while.” You managed to breathe out.

Alcina started moving a bit faster inside of you, your back arching off the bed as you felt her hand snake around your throat, squeezing a bit. “Fuck. Right there, mommy. You feel so good inside me.” You whispered into her ear. You started moving your hips to meet Alcina’s thrusts, moaning at how good Alcina’s cock felt. “Are you close, mommy? You can cum inside me.” You moaned out.

You could feel Alcina’s hand tighten around you as she thrusted into you a little faster, grunting with every thrust. You could feel your walls start to convulse around her. Your thrusts were starting to get sloppy as your lips met Alcina’s. You moaned into her mouth again as you felt her cum inside of you, your orgasm happening seconds after. Alcina continued ram into you as the two of you rode out your orgasms together. You could feel another orgasm bubbling up as she slid in and out of you, breaking the kiss to let a strangled cry out as you came hard again. You felt Alcina slow down her pace as you came down from your high and remove her hand from your throat.

You let out a shaky deep breath as your heart pounded in your chest slightly. “That was… fuck.” You breathed out. Alcina let out a small laugh as she peppered your face with kisses, pressing a few chaste ones to your lips.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Alcina asked as she pulled out of you carefully. You shook your head as you pulled Alcina to lay on top of you, not caring if she crushed you, just wanting to feel her body against yours for a moment longer. “If you keep this up, soarece mic, I’m afraid you really will get hurt.” Alcina huffed out a laugh as you just nuzzled your face deeper into her chest.

“If this is how I die then so be it.” Your words muffled by her chest, but she still heard your words. Her laughter vibrated through her chest. You hummed at the sound of her laugh, you loved it.

Alcina kissed the top of your head. “Alright, little one, let’s get you all cleaned up. You still have work to do around here.” You groaned into her. “Oh, you didn’t think that just because the staff was off that meant you too, did you?” You mumbled into her skin. “Oh, alright, it can wait until tomorrow, I’m sure you’re exhausted.” Alcina said as she lifted herself off of you and made her way to the bathroom.

You pouted at her. “You forgot about me, Alci.” Alcina shook her head and went to go start the bath. “You’re mean, you know that?” You called out to her.

Alcina exited the bathroom with a slight frown on her face. “If I’m mean then you don’t need me to carry you to the tub, you can walk over here?” Alcina asked as she walked closer to you. You shook your head as you raised your arms for her to lift you. “You can be such a baby sometimes.”

“But you still love me, Al.” You replied, resting your head on her shoulder.

Alcina smiled. “I always will, draga mea, no matter.” Alcina kissed your forehead. She cherished all the time she got to spend with you and you did too.

[dios-hoes-tm]

Okay! Mod Prim here! I got this idea from @risottosplug ! I hope they don't mind me tagging them.

La Squadra x Boss' Daughter!Reader: Gangbang Headcanons

I'm not gonna write a full fic just yet, if you wanna see it, let the mods know!

Warnings: Smut, risky kinks, Sorbet and Gelato are feral, Ghiaccio is worse, Melone being Melone, etc.

Context: (all characters are 18+) You, the reader, are the boss' daughter and La Squadra uses you as blackmail against the boss. You were never picked up by Bruno's squad and were instead taken by La Squadra.

Melone:

All too eager tbh

Tries his best to make you feel comfortable with being at their hideout to start things off.

He DOES want you to consent after all.

He is the one who starts things off because it's MELONE

Will call you sweet nicknames in Italian (cara mia, dolcezza, belladonna(which means pretty woman), mia amata)

The mating press is his go to position due to his general nature and knowledge

Besides, what better way to blackmail your middle aged boss by knocking up his daughter, right?

Most definitely indulges in his own foot kink. We saw that episode. We can't deny it.

This man will suck on your toes.

Decently well endowed, 6-7 inches hard, not unbearably thick, well groomed

Know what the clit is and where it is so it's safe to assume you're gonna cum

Definitely creampies you. That is not up for debate.

Formaggio

He shrinks you down just a lil bit for funsies

He wants you to struggle to fit him

It's the size kink for me

Second biggest tease

Backhanded compliments

"You're so tight puttana. I feel like you were made for this!"

Hair pulling extraordinaire

Please claw at his back he will nut so hard omfg

He's not much for toys but he will shove the handle of a knife in your ass to 'prepare you'

Call him daddy. He'll laugh but he'll enjoy it.

100% into calling you kitten I don't take criticism

6 inches hard, thick, he does not trim thats a fuckin bush down there

Didn't know where the clit was at first until Melone showed him, but he didn't listen

Prefers to pull out and cum on your thighs and stomach

Illuso

By far the biggest tease

He will choke the living shit out of you like your eyes will be rolled back and he's making Melone hold your hand so you can't claw at his hands

Wants your neck to bruise

You might pass out but that won't stop him

If you do get your hands free, pull his hair and this man will MOAN SO GODDAMN LOUD

He will bite the shit out of you though ngl

Like, you're bleeding today

Surprisingly into knifeplay

Yeah that knife in your ass is being gently dragged across your skin just enough to break it and blood to bead up on the surface

Solid 8 inches, he will destroy you, completely shaved. He likes to be clean.

Despite his cocky demeanor and smarmy bitch attitude, he knows where the clit is and will make you cum

He will creampie you but he's also gonna pull out and jack himself off, edging himself until everyone's had a turn with you

Prosciutto

Double-teaming you with Pesci

Consider it a learning experience for both you and him.

Prosciutto in the front, Pesci in the back. Sweet and Sour sandwich.

Sooooooo goddamn rough

He's putting a collar on you and yanking that bitch until you bruise even more

Call him daddy and that makes things better or worse depending on your outlook

Tells Pesci what to do while fucking you

"Use her damn it! Be rough!"

D E G R A D A T I O N

"Take it troia! I wonder what your real daddy would say if he saw you like this. What would he say puttana? Hm?"

Please answer him. He will slap the fuck out of you.

Another solid 8 inches, a little on the thinner side, very well groomed

Obviously he knows where the clit is and you will cum. No matter what.

Big fan of the creampie. Demands Pesci creampies you as well.

Pesci

He kinda didn't want to do this

But he comes around to the idea when Proscuitto makes him join in.

He's shy and doesn't want to be rough but Proscuitto demands that he be rougher with you

So he complies

Holds onto your waist

Compliments you

"Y-You feel so g-good! And you're s-so pretty!"

Buries his face in your shoulder blades to keep from moaning too loud

Average length, 5-6 inches but thick, well groomed

Proscuitto showed him where the clit was but he's still a little inexperienced

Creampies you because Proscuitto told him to

Sorbet and Gelato

Good luck

Oh these two are going to break you

Bruises, bites, scratches, blood

Gelato begs to take your ass and that is probably worse considering he is absolutely feral

Drags his knife between your shoulder blades and gathers up the blood to use as lube. Even he knows how important it is folks.

Sorbet takes the front and gives Gelato a sweet kiss before absolutely wrecking your shit

Pulls your hair like he's trying to rip your head from your shoulders

Bite him, he bites back and he will lap up your blood like a goddamn vampire

He is daddy. If you call Gelato daddy they will laugh.

"Normally it's little bastard but I'll be your daddy just for today troia piccola"

Sorbet is longer at about 7 inches, a little on the thinner side and well groomed. Gelato is 6 inches, a little thicker and man's got a fuckin bush.

They know where the clit is but they don't care

Sorbet prefers to creampie and Gelato pulls out and cums on your back.

Ghiaccio

Feral bastard

Has Melone join in again for a triple threesome

He will scream, degrade, bruise and make you cry before he's even inside you.

Meanwhile Melone is balls deep in your ass

But when Ghiaccio is inside you, he has the most brutal pace out of anyone

He wants to make you scream and damn it he will

Pull his hair it'll make him whimper before he gets even more pissed and decides to fuck you harder.

"You think that was funny puttana?! I'll give you something to laugh about!"

Has Melone hook his arm under one leg while he hooks his under the other and rails you into next week.

He's gonna be sure you either can't walk or have serious trouble walking.

7 1/2 inches, decently thick, well groomed but it's super curly

He also knows where the clit is but he also fails to give a shit

Pulls out and bends you over so he can cum on your face while Melone creampies your ass

Risotto

Once everyone on his team has had a turn, Risotto stands up.

The minute you see him you know you are oh so very FUCKED

He makes a display of his strength by picking you up and using you as his own personal fleshlight.

Lives for the bulge in your stomach he can't get enough of it

He doesn't moan, he groans and growls.

Uses the blood dripping from your body to make handcuffs and chains using Metallica

Orders Proscuitto to put them on you

Calls you gattina(kitten)

Call him master and something snaps

You aren't walking after this

But if you call him Capo

Honey you aren't waking up after this

Adores choking his partners

You are no exception

10 inches(as is the consensus from the fandom), the kind of thick that will split you in two and well groomed

He knows where the clit is and uses that to his advantage whenever he's about to cum

Creampie. This man has enough cum to be a 1 man bukkake

Then he tilts you down so Illuso can finish once more on your face

After you've been thoroughly used and have cum multiple times, you end up blindfolded. You're covered in cum, filled with cum, and you're blindfolded. Turns out the men in LA Squadra fixed themselves up and decided to take a snapshot of you, upload it to Risotto's computer and emailed it to their boss. Your father. This seemed to be ample blackmail.

[bestiesenpai]

Lout - Naoya Zenin

Y’all ever seen that movie bad teacher with cameron diaz that would be me as a teacher lol also Naoya is a third year 18+ all that good jazz fun fact I’m actually allergic to minors so yeah even mentioning them breaks me out into hives, it’s disgusting they’re disgusting, would not recommend. 0/10 stars on google review and yelp also femme reader 3.3k words

Content warnings: noncon + dubcon, age gap(reader is obvi gonna be older than naoya lol), teacher x student shit, degradation, choking, noncon video taking, biting, spanking, not a mindbreak necessarily but there’s hints of that here

There was a problem child in your senior class and you weren’t even the main teacher. Stuck as a teaching aid until you could get full certification, it wasn’t even you that really had to bear the brunt of this student's bad behavior should the principal ask. Yet somehow, it was your duty to get him into line before he graduated in a few months.

Naoya Zenin couldn’t even pretend to care about his highschool reputation. All he focused on was being top of the class and making sure everyone knew who exactly was in charge. At an elite private school where his family had been generous donors for generations, Naoya’s behavior was almost expected.

Until he nearly put another student in the hospital after a fight. That was the final straw for disgruntled parents and students alike, causing a massive uproar and demanding action. And of course that call to action fell on your shoulders.

“Seriously? They stuck me with a fucking aide?” Throwing open the door to the office space assigned to you in the meeting, Naoya glared at you. It wasn’t that he particularly disliked you or anything, but he felt slighted that the school didn’t send a real teacher to talk to him.

“Have a seat, Naoya.” Standing up from the desk, you motioned to the lone armchair in the room. Walking in and slamming the door behind him, Naoya rolled his eyes as he flopped into the chair.

“Let’s make this quick, I’ve got a dive team meeting soon.” Looking out at the courtyard below, Naoya squinted against the harsh afternoon sun coming in through the windows. He wasn’t concerned with this meeting at all, wanting it to be over so he can go and impress some Olympic team scouts.

Clearing your throat awkwardly, you rustled the papers on your desk. There were pages of notes on what you were supposed to say, how you were supposed to say it and a few forms Naoya had to sign as well, stating that he’d be on his best behavior until graduation.

“Naoya, you know why you’re here.” You started, unable to meet his pointed gaze as it flicked over to you. “You’re behavior has gotten out of hand and-”

“So what?” Letting his head loll back, Naoya shrugged.

“And you need to be held accountable for your actions.” You pushed through the interruption, feeling your cheeks heat up in indignation.

“Yeah? My family’s had the dean in their pocket since this school was founded, I doubt there’s much I need to be accountable for.”

“You can’t throw money at everything, you know?”

“Why do you think I take judo?”

“Naoya, please.” Pinching the bridge of your nose, you mimicked him for a moment and leaned your head back. “We’re supposed to be having this meeting to reform your behavior. You did a really bad thing, you nearly killed that other student.”

“Reform? The board sent you to reform me? That’s a fucking laugh if I’ve ever heard one.” Letting out a boisterous laugh, Naoya slapped his knee. “How are you going to change me when you can’t even look me in the eye?”

“T-that’s not important.” Embarrassed, you forced yourself to make brief eye contact with him before shuffling your papers around again. “Look, can you just let me say what’s on these papers? Then you can sign them and be on your way.”

“I don’t think I will.” Crossing his arms, Naoya had the nerve to stretch his legs out and prop his feet up on the desk.

“Naoya-”

“I still think it’s hilarious that you’re here of all people. I mean, just look at you!” Gesturing vaguely to your form, Naoya laughed again. “Not even a real fucking teacher yet. Why don’t you go back to the little corner office you have and let the grown ups handle the big stuff?”

“I’m older than you!” This was bad. He was trying to rile you up and it was working. The control you already didn’t have on the situation was getting worse by the minute and both you and Naoya knew that the power balance between you was heavily skewed in his favor.

“Really? I couldn’t tell, you’ve got about as much gusto as an infant.” Giving you a once over, he sneered. “The only thing going for you is your looks and honestly, they could use a little work.”

“Hey!” Now your face was really on fire. Chuckling at your reaction, Naoya sat up a little straighter.

“Don’t get so upset, I know a pair of twins that would be more than willing to help you improve.”

“Can we just focus on the reason we’re here?” You wanted nothing more than for the ground to open up and swallow you whole. The chances of saving this meeting - and your dignity - were slim to none, but you still had to try.

“Right, right, this nonsense about ‘reforming me’.” Using heavy air quotes, Naoya dragged his feet off the desk and let them land on the ground with a loud thud. Taking another look out the windows, he started to undo the tie around his neck.

“Yes. Now, you’re going to sit there and just listen, okay? It’ll only take a few minutes, then you can go on about your day.” You were foolish to believe that you could possibly do anything to Naoya, let alone change his mind on something like this. All the high hopes you’d scrounged together before this meeting were utterly crushed when Naoya stood up.

“No, you listen.” In one fell swoop, Naoya pushed all the papers off the desk, waiting as they all fell to the ground and drinking in your shocked expression. “It’s almost insulting that you think you have any control over this situation, let alone me.”

“Sit back down, Naoya.” Your voice shook terribly as he rounded the desk. You weren’t able to push your chair away fast enough, and he was able to grab onto the back and spin you to face him.

“But teacher, I don’t want to.” He mocked, wasting no time in grabbing you by the throat and forcing you to stand. Clawing at his hand was no use, Naoya’s strength greatly outmatched yours and in just a few moments he was able to manhandle your arms behind your back and use his tie to bind your wrists together.

“Let me go, Naoya!” Thrashing against the desk you were now leaning on for support, a sense of dread filled you. Even if you managed to undo the tie, there was still the issue of actually getting out of the room and away from Naoya, and if his ease in handling you told you anything it was that that task would be impossible.

“Ya know, (Y/N)- can I call you (Y/N)?” He had a stupid grin on his face, pushing you to lean more on the desk as he stood in front of you. “You’ve talked a lot about reform and changing my behavior, but the only one I see here in need of an attitude adjustment is you.”

“Naoya!” Horror ripped through you as he yanked your top open, popping the buttons on your blouse and letting out a whistle at seeing your bra.

“(Y/N), I think you’re violating dress code right now.” Clicking his tongue, Naoya pulled your bra down as far as it would go. “I’ll have to give you a demerit.” Keeping one hand on your throat, Naoya pinched and twisted your nipple between his fingers.

You wouldn’t know it, but Naoya’s heart was beating wildly in his chest. The rush of power he usually got from presiding and dominating the other students was nothing compared to the power he felt now. This wasn’t even something he dreamed about doing, but you’d just given him the golden opportunity to really test his power at this school.

Lurching forward, Naoya sunk his teeth right below your jawline, somewhere he knew you’d have a hard time covering up the mark. The pained squeal you let out went straight to his head and right between his legs, making him bite you in another place and suck harshly on the skin.

Rutting his hips against your thigh, Naoya groaned as he trailed his mouth down your neck, leaving deep teeth marks that he knew would sting when you were alone at night later. Putting one of your nipples in his mouth, Naoya rolled it between his teeth and let drool drip out of his mouth and down your skin.

“Stop it, Naoya! Let me go!” There were strained tears in your eyes that refused to be blinked away. A flurry of slurred protests left your lips as his hand tightened on your neck, enough to have you gasping for air.

“Not until I teach you a little lesson.” He growled, leveling you with a single look. Keeping his grip firm until your eyes rolled back in your head, Naoya let go when he was sure you wouldn’t try to speak again.

Coughing and spluttering, there was little you could do with your fuzzy brain to stop Naoya from turning you around and bending you over the desk. Your face pressed into the hard surface and the wood dug into your face and hips as they were pushed forward.

Grabbing onto your bottoms, Naoya pulled them down until they were at your ankles, unceremoniously ripping off your panties and no doubt shoving them into his pocket. Your heated skin was exposed to the air of the room, making goosebumps pebble on your flesh.

“Ow!” The first slap to your ass was hard and unforgiving, making the tears in your eyes finally fall. “S-stop!” You tried to move your body away from the impending pain but it was no use, Naoya hit your other cheek almost as soon as you started to move.

“What’s wrong, teacher? Never had a bit of corporal punishment?” Laughing haughtily, Naoya grabbed your stinging skin in his hand.

“Ow, ow- N-naoya please, let me go!”

“Not a chance!” Slapping both cheeks in tandem, Naoya could feel the adrenaline going through him. There was no limit to what he could do in this moment, he could walk away and leave you like this, stranded for someone to find. Or, and he liked this option more, he could keep going, and save a few keepsakes for himself.

Fishing his phone out of his pocket, Naoya opened the camera with no hesitation. Taking a video of your heaving body, groping your ass and hips, spreading your cheeks apart to reveal your asshole, Naoya tried to keep the groan coming forward low.

“W-what’re you doing?” You could just barely see him out of the corner of your eye, and your blood ran cold upon realizing what he was doing.

“Say hi.” Shoving the camera in your face, Naoya grabbed your chin to keep you from turning away. “Smile for the camera, (Y/N), don’t cry!”

“No, no, no…” Your career is over. Your life is over. Everything you’d worked so hard for, your education, this job - it was going to be taken away if Naoya decided to share the video. You’d be blacklisted from ever working in a school again and you would definitely face legal trouble for being in this situation with a student.

Leaving you for a moment, Naoya propped his phone up on the windowsill, making sure the camera was capturing the both of you as he went back over. Giving a cheeky little wave to the camera, Naoya turned his attention back to you.

Pushing a hand between your legs, Naoya chuckled darkly at the slick that met the tips of his fingers. It was a miniscule amount, but enough that he could mock you over it. Dragging his fingers through your folds, he presented the fingers to you.

“Who knew Ms. (Y/N) was such a fucking slut?” Rubbing his fingers together, Naoya held his hand up to the camera. “Ms. (Y/N) likes it when I’m rough with her.”

“No...no I don’t.” Sniffling pathetically, you shook your head as best you could.

“Don’t lie, the proof is right here.” Wiping his fingers across your cheek, he made a show of pushing your legs further apart and putting his hand back on your cunt. Pinching your clit, Naoya bit his lip as you let out a high pitch whine.

He knew he’d meet too much resistance if he tried to shove his cock in straight away, so Naoya took it upon himself to prep you a bit. Rubbing your clit in tight circles, he leered over you and watched as you struggled to keep whimpers at bay.

“Don’t be shy, let the camera know how much you like this. We already know how much of a slut you are.”

“I don’t- I don’t like this.”

“Hm? Then why are you getting wet?”

“T-thats-” He had you beat there, the glide of his fingers was getting easier and a distinct wet sound was starting to take shape.

“No need to be shy, teacher. You can tell me you’re just a dumb fucking slut.” Pressing his lips against your ear, Naoya looked at the camera. “I know you see the camera, say it nice and loud for me.”

“No.” Shaking your head, a sharp cry ripped through you as Naoya hit your thigh. From the force of his slap you knew there’d be a hand printed welt on your leg.

“Say it.”

“I-I’m a- a dumb fucking slut!” You sobbed and the strength nearly left your legs entirely. If not for Naoya holding you up you would have tumbled to the floor in shame.

“Now was that so hard?” Standing up straight, Naoya was done stalling. Pushing a finger inside you, he deemed you ready enough to take him and undid the belt on his pants, letting them fall to his ankles.

Taking a second to himself, Naoya ground his clothed cock against your body. This opportunity was something to cherish and he was going to savor every moment of it. Taking a deep breath as pleasure made his spine ripple, Naoya pushed down his underwear and grabbed his cock.

“Teacher, I have a bit of a problem, won’t you fix it?” Naoya teased, rubbing his cock along your slit.

“Wait Naoya, you need protection.”

“Shut up. You’d be lucky to bear a child with Zenin blood, so count this as a gift from me to you.” Putting the tip in, Naoya let his head fall back and gaze down his nose at where your cunt was already sucking him in.

Ignoring your protests, Naoya pushed his cock in all the way, quickly bottoming out and nestling his hips snugly against yours. Planting his hands on the desk to steady himself, he had to take a few deep breaths before beginning to move again.

Putting a hand on the back of your neck to keep you from moving too much, Naoya pulled his hips back, looking at the way his cock glistened with your slick. Breathing hard through his nose, he pushed back in and started a steady rhythm.

“Shit, you’re so tight.” He grunted behind clenched teeth, the hold on your neck getting tighter as he focused on moving his body and not cumming too soon. The clap of his hips against your ass was music to his ears, a sound Naoya was sure not to forget any time soon.

The shame of being fucked by a student was heavy enough on your mind but the shame knowing you were starting to enjoy it was even worse. Keeping your eyes tightly closed, there was little you could do as Naoya pounded into you, the full length of his cock hitting places inside you that hadn’t ever been touched before by previous partners.

“Fuck!” The shout that came out of you was unrestrained, you couldn’t contain yourself as Naoya put his fingers back on your clit. Humiliation covered you like a thick blanket, almost choking you as much as Naoya was.

“I knew you’d come around, (Y/N). No one can resist a Zenin.” Smirking at your scrunched up face, Naoya wrapped his hand fully around your throat and pulled you up until your back was nearly flush with him.

The new angle had a loud moan coming from you and Naoya was close to cumming as well, he could feel his toes start to curl and tingle. His mind was starting to get foggy, and the hold he had was starting to slip from the sweat building up between you.

“Make sure not to waste what I give you, okay? It’s special.”

“You have to pull out, Naoya. You have to!” You couldn’t get pregnant by a student, especially one as high profile as him. Humming against your ear, Naoya shook his head.

“No, I don’t think I will. This is the last part of your attitude adjustment, I need to make sure you remember it.”

“N-naoya- pull out-” You stuttered as your orgasm washed over you, making your back arch and angling your ass perfectly for Naoya to cum as well. Making sure his cock was as deep as possible, Naoya let you fall back onto the desk as he rutted into you.

Biting you on the shoulder one last time, Naoya stayed inside you until his breathing went back to normal and his cock went soft. He had sweat clinging to his body and his uniform was wrinkled beyond belief when he stood up.

Fixing his clothes, Naoya undid the tie around your wrists and watched your arms limply fall to the side. There was no doubt you were sore, he’d given you enough marks to last a week. Smoothing a hand over your still stinging thigh, Naoya stepped away from you and laughed as you fell to the floor.

“Ya know, maybe this meeting was beneficial after all. Wouldn’t you say, teach?” Toeing at your spent body curled up on the floor, Naoya drank you in one last time before going to his phone and ending the video.

Gathering his things and answering a few texts, Naoya grinned as you hobbled to your feet. You avoided looking at him, opting instead to try salvage your own clothes and make sense of the world again. The sun was still shining brightly in the sky and if you held your breath you could hear the distant sound of students on a baseball field.

“Well, I’ll be going now.” Naoya threw open the door, startling you.

“Wait.” Reaching out to him, your eyes went straight to the phone in his hands. “That video-”

“Don’t worry, I won’t show it to anyone, I promise!” Crossing his fingers for dramatic effect, Naoya tucked it away into his back pocket. “Stay out of my way for the rest of the school year, and I’ll delete it when I graduate.”

You couldn’t trust his words and you both knew it. There was no way Naoya would let this be a one time thing, now that he’s gotten a taste for it. He would only continue to take what he wanted from you, making your life hell until he left the school - he wouldn’t let you leave before him.

“Fine.” But it was all you had to go on, so you nodded your head and accepted your fate.

“Fine.” Nodding curtly, Naoya stepped out into the hall with a wide smirk on his face. “See you in class later, Ms. (Y/N).”

[mandoalorian]

Hot Springs [Din Djarin x Reader] SMUT

SPOILERS FOR THE MANDALORIAN SEASON 2, EPISODE 2. [CHAPTER 10].

Summary: when The Mandalorian crashes his ship into a barely habitable and unfamiliar ice cold planet, he has to spend time on repairs. Little does he know, his bounty (you), has sauntered off into the depths of the crystallic cave, finding a hot spring to lounge in. When he discovers you pleasuring yourself amongst the thermal blue waters, he just can’t keep his hands of you. 

Warnings: SMUT (duh...) m receiving oral, p in v, lots of touching and affection.

Word count: 3k

Rating: 18+ only

Authors Note: The devil works hard but I work harder. Chapter 10 was literally released three hours ago and I’ve already knocked this up. The scene with the hot springs gave me ~thoughts~ and well, I hope you enjoy!

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The Mandalorian was just about finished the repairs on his ship when the cooing of his child interrupted him. He put down the soldering iron, and turned to face the little green bean who was knee deep in fluffy white snow. After a few beats of silence, the child let out an incoherent garble and Din sighed. "Are you going to just stand there, or do you want to make yourself useful?" he quizzed, gesturing towards the Razor Crest. The child blinked momentarily and Din let out another huff of annoyance before returning back to solder together some pieces of wire

The child's next garble came only a few moments later and when Din turned around, he noticed that his son was gone. Din dropped the iron once more and raised to his feet, walking around the perimeter of the Crest until he saw the child again. The child turned to his father, babbling and pointing his finger. When Din followed the directions of the child's small claw, he realised that his son had been trying to alert him of something. Din flicked the tracking switch on his visor which highlighted the footprints through the snow.

"She's gone?" he questioned himself out loud. "Wait here." he told the Child, who slumped down in the snow and began to roll snowballs with his small hands.

Din followed your footprints through the depths of the ice cold caves until finally he found you. There you were, lounging naked in what could only be described as a pool of steaming tranquil water. It was a vibrant blue colour, comparable to the beautiful lakes of Naboo or rivers of Alderaan.

"I told you to wait by the ship." The Mandalorian's voice was low and dark through his modulator. There was something sultry about it. If you weren't engulfed in warm water, you might have sworn his voice alone could do things to you that no other man has ever. 

You took in his broad stature. Tall, wide shoulders, and covered in the most pristine Beskar armour. And he was just standing there, watching you.

"Just about all ice planets have hot springs," you informed the Mandalorian, dodging his statement only slightly. "They're almost always in crystalline caves, just like this one. They're heated by underground volcanic activity. I know what you're thinking— volcanoes on an ice planet? But trust me. Legends says they have healing powers and well, I believe them. The natural oils that these thermal waters possess make my skin so smooth." you drew out, kicking your leg out the water and rubbing your hand along your calf and up your thigh, humming in delight at the touch.

"Stars." Din gritted out as he watched you touch yourself. You noticed upon his entrance to the springs, he had completely stiffened up, not moving an inch. His eyes were locked on you. But you didn't mind. In fact, you kind of liked the attention from a Mandalorian. "So you knew about the hot springs here?"

"I knew there'd be hot springs, sure," you shrugged, continuing to drag the warm thick blue water over your skin. The oils in it made it slippery but all the more appealing to the Mandalorian. He shuffled in his boots slightly, dragging them across the thick snow beneath him. "I got bored waiting on the ship. Not much to do for entertainment."

The Mandalorian scoffed, but he couldn't exactly argue with you. "You could've put yourself in danger." he muttered, looking around. Your eyes followed his.

"Do you see anything?" you prompted him. "No? Exactly. It's safe here, I promise." After a long beat of silence, you took a deep breath and inhaled the fragranced air around you. "Join me." you murmured.

The Mandalorian was taken aback, but your offer became harder to refuse by the second. Maker, his cock was throbbing now, constricted and feeling tight under his pants and armour. He tilted his head slightly and watched as you let your hands grace your body and squeeze your own breasts. You knew exactly how to lure him in. You gently closed your eyes at the sensation, a sweet moan escaping your lips.

Of course, the opaqueness of the turquoise water left very little visible to the Mandalorian's eye but judging from the way you were positioned and the slight slushing sound of the water, he knew you were touching himself. 

The Mandalorian wanted to hear that moan again. If that sound was the noise you made when you touched yourself, then he wanted to hear the noises you could make when he touched you.

You were utterly a sight to behold. He wanted to engrain the image of you, lounging in the hot springs, for the rest of his life. 

The thought of you pleasuring yourself in front of him created a fire in his stomach. He felt his already hard cock twitching at the sight of you. Your hair wasn't completely wet, but damp from the condensation in the air, sticking slightly to your skin. Pearls of sweat beaded across your hairline and as he trailed his vision down, he noticed the way it glossed over your collarbones— defining them.

"If I join you," the Mandalorian gulped. "I might not be able to control myself." he warned, a strong level of sterness in his voice.

You bit your lip and extended your arms, propping yourself up in the tub so he could see the way you spread yourself out for him. "Consider this an invitation." you gazed up towards him, fluttering your eyelashes which framed your doe-like eyes.

The Mandalorian discarded his armour one by one, the Beskar of his chest plate and knee pads clanking as he dropped them to the rocky ground beneath him. As he undressed himself, he didn't take his eyes from you, and so, you decided to give him a little show to watch.

You hopped up on to the side of the tub, exposing your naked body. You even heard Din's breathing hitch when he took sight of you. You crossed your legs over, not wanting to show him too much yet, but dropped your head back and your breasts together. The sudden coldness in the air hardened your nipples and made them sensitive as you ran the pad of your thumb over the little bud, pinching it now and again. You dipped your hands back in the water and gently let the warm, oily water drip down your body. Din watched, completely enthralled as droplets dripped down the curve of your breasts and pooled in your belly button. He wanted to spread you out— take you now. Fuck you fast and hard in the snow if he could.

But there was something so delicate about the way you performed for him. The way you gently touched yourself and your whimpers which echoed throughout the crystallised caves. It struck something inside of him. He wanted to take it slow, touch every part of you like it had never been touched before. Grace his finger along every edge and dip of your body.

It wasn't long until the Mandalorian had stripped completely down, his clothing pooled on the floor amongst yourd. You let out a small gasp as you took in his manhood which was hard and pressed against his tummy. Dark brown hair trailed from his belly button down to his crotch and you swallowed a lump in your throat that you didn't realise you were holding. You knew he couldn't take his helmet off, but seeing the colour of his hair on another part of his body awakened a primal feeling inside of you.

He stood there, awkwardly, almost like he was awaiting your instruction. His hand dropped to his cock and he began to rub his length slowly, up and down. It was in that moment you got an eyeful of the precum that was beading at the dark pink tip. Oh Maker…. he was desperate for you.

"Come here." you gestured with a finger that beckoned him to walk around the steaming hot tub. Still jerking himself, he walked to the edge of the tub where you were sitting and you continued to swirl your feet into the water.

When he stood before you, you took his hand and gently removed it from his cock. The loss of Din's grip made his cock bounce forward. You looked down at it, taking in the sight of all the bumps and veins and licked your lips at the thought of how he would feel inside of you. He was big, you knew he'd stretch you out, but you had hope in the oils from the springs that maybe they'd lubricate you before that time came. "I want to taste you, is that alright?" you asked, dipping your hand into the warm water and taking it back out before rubbing his length.

"Y-yes," he stuttered, jerking his hips deeper into your first. You tutted and slowly shook your head at his lack of patience. The oils from the thermal water had made your hands slick and wet.

You rolled your hand to the bottom of his girth and cupped his balls before skillfully swirling your tongue over his pink tip, earning a groan from him. Your lips curved into a smirk as you continued with the kitten licks, savouring every drop of precum that he had created. You wanted to be vocal for him, making sure you moaned when his salty seed hit your tongue. Licking your lips, making sure you could devour every last drop. "Tastes so good," you cooed before taking his full length in your mouth and bopping your head.

On impulse, Din grabbed a fist full of your hair, holding your head in place as you took him as far as you could. With his remaining length, you lifted your hand and began to pump him. You slowly drew back from his cock, a line of your saliva mixer with his precum drawn from the tip of his cock to your swollen lips.

"What are you doing?" Din growled, pushing your head back on his cock. 

"Cmon, I know you want to fuck my mouth. I see the way you jerk your hips. And I want it too. Fuck my mouth, Mando," you commanded, reaching up and pressing a hand along his v-line.

You parted your lips only slightly, but enough for the Mandalorian to push his length inside of you. You immediately found yourself hollowing your cheeks as he began to fuck your mouth, illicitng curses in what you could only assume to be Mando’a. You grabbed onto his hips, fingernails pinching into his ass as he thrusted inside of you. "S-such a good mouth for me," he praised. "Good girl. Take me so well." It wasn't long before you felt his cock twitch in your mouth and you drew back, not wanting him to cum just yet.

"Join me in the water," you pleaded, hopping back into the tub and letting the wetness engulf you. The Mandalorian sat on the edge of the tub and carefully slipped in, the water rising to his chest. He shuddered at the heat and you couldn't help but smile. "You like it?" you asked him, and he nodded his head in agreement.

"Yeah, haven't felt anything this nice since- since-" The Mandalorian couldn't finish his sentence because you were already dragging him through the water and on top of you.

Once again, you leaned against the side of the tub and brought the Mandalorian warrior in between your legs. You hooked your legs around his waist and the water pushed his cock against your wet folds, a soft moan escaping your lips. Liking what he could hear, the Mandalorian teasingly rolled his cock over your clit, and your fingers dug into his back.

You didn't think it was possible, but somehow you managed to get closer to him. You pressed your breasts up against his chest and rested your chin the crook of his neck. He pushed the hair out of your face, revelling in your beauty.

In one swift motion, he pushed himself inside of you, desperate for some kind of release. You screamed, fingers digging into his tan skin. His back was strong and muscular and he held himself there, inside of you, warming his cock. You traced his back, enthralled in the way he was using his upper body strength to hold you up against the side of the tub.

"Move." you begged, pressing your lips into his shoulder blade. The Mandalorian groaned at your soft kisses. He hadn't felt such affection from anyone before. His hips moved slightly but his cock still filled inside of you, throbbing as your walls contracted around him. You bit down on his skin at the sensation. You loved how long and thick he was. You loved the way he filled you up. "Move." you repeated, but this time it was a cry of desperation.

The Mandalorian obeyed your order, slowly and somehow pushing himself deeper inside you. His cock curved and hit your sweet spot with every thrust. Fuck, he was good. You whined, rolling your hips and meeting his every thrust. 

"Stars, you're so tight," he cursed and you clenched around him once more. He was certain you'd milk him from his seed shortly.

"Mando, you don't have to be gentle. I need you to fuck me hard and fuck me fast." You whispered, your breath tingling his skin. He wasn't going to say no to that.

The Mandalorian increased his speed, and his thrusts became more erratic. As the oils of the thermal waters seeped into your cunt his actions became sloppier and he had to clutch onto you like he was afraid you'd break beneath him. The waters of the hot springs rolled over the edges of the tub and splashing noises, as well as your moans and his grunts echoed throughout the caves.

"I'm close," he warned. "Fuck. Your cunt is so soft. Ngh- feels so good around me."

"Mando," you wailed, your hands wrapped around his helmet for support as he continued to messily thrust into you. He lowered one hand under the water and found the bud of your clit, rubbing at it as he continued to fuck you. "Shit, don't stop that. I'm gonna cum."

"Yes baby," The Mandalorian growled. "Cum for me like a good girl."

The words spurred you off and you dropped your head back, your entire body shaking as he fucked you through your climax. Your walls clenched around his cock and he started twitching inside you. "Fuck!" he cried out, holding you by the shoulders.

"I'm safe," you gasped, as he continued to thrust deeper into you. "Please cum inside of me. Please."

"You take my cock so fucking good." He praised, his modulated voice echoing through the cave as his hips snapped into yours. His hands drop as he holds your lower back and the pressure feels sharp. He's rough, he's hard just like you had requested of him. You could feel every edge and vein of him as he slammed inside of you, groaning out your name with each savage thrust.

Before long, Din spills inside of you. And he was containing a load. You feel his sticky heat rope your and coat your walls as you yelp in pleasure. He stays inside of you, letting the cum bury deep within you before he softens and gently pulls out. You whine at the loss of his fullness, your eyes fluttering shut as he doubles back.

Both of you are a heaving panting mess, standing before each other in the hot springs. Your legs felt shaky, like he just fucked every last beam of life out of you. You grabbed onto the edge of the tub and pulled yourself up, letting the cool air dry your body.

The Mandalorian took another good look of your body and he felt himself get hard again. Fuck, no credits could amount to that experience. There was no way he could return you now. You were his to keep.

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