#they'd kiss you so sloppily

[starsinmylatte]

Sometimes there is peace in my mind..... and then sometimes it is filled with thoughts of riding Nanami or Higuruma while smoking

[redzie02]

Imagining Wooyoung as a girl dad

quick imagine ...ur honor i love him and im here to push the girl dad! wooyoung agenda masterlist

wooyoung loves kids, even more so when they're his kids

your daughter had just been born a few months ago and he'd had a hard time leaving her side

when she would cry in the middle of the night, he'd jump out of bed before you could even process what was going on. you'd sleepily walk into the nursery to find him rocking her back and forth in his arms, mumbling whatever was on his mind in the softest voice. all with a smile on his face. the love he wore in his eyes was one so special that not even the greatest artists would be able to capture it

he'd always tell you how amazingly you were doing, ridding any doubts and insecurities you had about becoming a new parent

but oh was Wooyoung greedy with your daughter-so clingy he was with her

kisses. so many little kisses. forehead kisses, kisses over her eyes, nose, her tiny knuckles.

as soon as you were done feeding her, he'd whisk her away from your arms and pat her back until she burped, cradling her afterwards.

he'd snatch her from you so often that it started to frustrate you

you whined, "wooyoung! she's not gonna remember who I am if you keep taking her away like that."

"ah, sorry. i just can't stop thinking about having to go back to work in a couple weeks. I don't want to miss anything."

"i know, but just- remember she's not just your baby, okay?"

introducing your daughter to rest of ateez had certainly been fun. so many ranges of emotions- a few crying at the sight of the tiny scrunched face, some scared to hold her, some a little too excited to toss the fragile baby in the air

you and Woo walked into the room with your daughter in her carrier, confused when you took in their appearances- absolutely dressed to the nines. "Oh- are you guys performing after this?"

San spoke with his cat like grin. "Nope, Wooyoung told us to dress up for this."

You raised an eyebrow at your husband, not knowing a thing about whatever was going on.

Woo shrugged. "What? First impressions are important."

They'd all watch in awe at the little being yawning then falling asleep immediately after in Seonghwa's arms, her tiny hand loosening its grip on his index finger

"Wow, she's so cute...thank god she looks nothing like Wooyoung," Mingi joked, earning a slap on the shoulder.

"Shut up, she's my twin." And he would proudly prove so, pulling out his phone to find his own baby pictures.

Whenever it was possible, he'd have the three of you wearing matching outfits he custom made himself, down to the tiniest details- the jewelry, the shoes, socks and hair ties.

Cuteness aggression would overtake his senses when you would walk into the living room, daughter in arm, twirling to show off the outfits he put together. He'd clap and beg for another twirl, pulling out his camera and snapping pictures of the two he loved most. He'd go through the photos with tears in his eyes, zooming in and showing you his favorite ones.

He loved to go on dates to flaunt the outfits, driving you to the park and picking the perfect spot; under a tree with branches that drooped, providing the perfect amount of protection from the sun (and he made sure little baby had her sunscreen on). He'd smooth your favorite picnic blanket on the grass and set up the food- he had packed the baby's food and necessities before anything else. He'd take out his camera, adjust the settings, then snap more photos, excited to edit and print them out later. He always kept a photo of you three in his wallet, switching it out for a new one every week.

With every year that went by, you noticed her personality only grew to be more like Wooyoung's. Between the constant babbling and the energetic outbursts, there was never a quiet day at home. Her and Wooyoung could ramble about nothing for hours, not taking a breath once.

She'd even adopted the habit of sloppily kissing your cheek whenever you were near.

Before Wooyoung, you weren't a fan of so much physical touch, but now you can't go a single hour without expecting a kiss on the cheek or forehead from either of your true loves.

a/n: im so sleepy and this is all i could think about. i have so many drafts but my writing is subpar so i leave u with an imagine. might do these more often

[ysrjune]

i need more sub!anakin content or i WILL CRY I AM SERIOUS THIS IS A THREAT.

—🏍️

A threat is SOO crazy.. 😢 RIP @heartsforanakin-deactivated2024 you wouldve ate this up..

summary ✦ anakin being whiny and needy AHAHAHA (aotc anakin fits this best)

after teasing anakin with a bunch of neck kisses and dirty things whispered to him, he had enough. he wanted something more. something you've never tried. “Can you give me a hickey..” he asks shyly while staring at your cleavage. “obiwan will see.. so will everyone el—”, “I don’t care. they're far too old to even realize what it is. I could say I scratched myself, and it bruised, and they'd believe me.” he states, cupping your breast. “please give it to me. I've been wanting you to do this since way before we started seeing each other like this..” he whines. who were you to deny him? as he asked, you started to gently suck on the skin of his collarbone, making him shutter. another one directly on the side of his neck.. he moaned softly.

the whole time you marked his neck, his hands held onto your breasts, squeezing and massaging every once in a while when you sucked on the sweet spot of his neck. “auh, yeah.. like that.” he whimpers when you bit his neck. but suddenly, you drop down to your knees in front of him, pulling his pants and briefs just below his hips before marking those, too. “Mm!—no, please, baby. n-not ther—ah!” his hips bucked against your face the harder you sucked.. leaving dark purple spots all over his hips. you could see the head of his cock almost poking out of the fly of his boxers. you stroked his cock through his breifs all while going back to sloppily making out with him. and sooner or later, his hips bucked again, letting a moan escape his plump lips and allowing himself to cum in his underwear.

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taglist: @anakinstwinklebunny @anisscarletstarlet @sockiess @erosmutt @rottencandyblood @radiantvader @freezerbride95 @starsfortaylor @maevesversion @haydenlovers @catnipaddictt @anisangeldust 🎀

[neill-san]

The Yuu Effect

Riddle Rosehearts x Reader

Summary: Everyone knew their personality took a 180 whenever you were around. But they never quite realized how strong the effect of your presence really was, until you put it to use. Not Proofread

The students in the yard quickly fell silent, learned fear clawing at them to run away. Their Housewarden's enraged voice echoed in the open space and the student who earned his ire was on the ground trembling like a newborn lamb. "H-Housewarden-" he stuttered, digging his nails into the soil to steady himself. Riddle didn't let him speak again, his red face contorted in rage as he shouted. "Are you daft?! How dare you try to complete this so sloppily and expect to get away with it!" He bellowed, his voice rough and shrill, "You must think me blind to think I'd miss this mess!" Some students had been quick enough to leave before shit hit the fan, but the rest weren't so lucky. They could only hope one of the students who fled decided to report the situation to their Vice Housewarden. Trey was often the one the students of Heartslabyul fled to, to evade the cruelty of their Housewarden. However this time around, it seemed Trey's intervention wasn't needed. "I should have your head for this!" Riddle raised his staff prepared to punish the disobedient student when a call had him abruptly pausing. "Riddle?" The Housewarden's breath hitched and his body visibly reacted to your sudden appearance. Riddle whipped his head around to face you, the anger that was boiling over quickly fizzled into nothing. The only evidence of his explosive emotions was the red of his face that was ever so slowly fading. "My Rose." The Heartslabyul students eyed each other, attempting to make sense of the shocking change in their Housewarden's demeanor, but Riddle paid their mutters no mind, not when you were now standing in front of him. The tension quickly left his body as your hands cupped the soft cheeks of his face. His pupils blew in his adoration of you and it was clear to everyone present that they didn't exist to him anymore. His world narrowed down to you, and they'd be fools not to escape in his distraction. They quickly scurried away, beyond grateful for your interference. The student on the ground scurried to his feet with trembling legs and ran off, desperate to avoid punishment. Riddle whipped his head around to demand them to return, but his attention was quickly pulled back to you when you cupped his pretty face to turn his gaze back to you. "Riddle," You say his name, your voice as gentle as a rose's petal and he's drawn back in to the magnetic force of you. You massage your thumbs under his ruby eyes and down to his soft pale cheeks. He leans into your warmth, all previous anger forgotten in the face of your affections. "There," you cooed and pressed a chaste kiss to his forehead, "What has my Riddle in such a tizzy?" Riddle flushes a pretty rosy hue and hesitates to speak, "It's nothing of consequence." You smile softly, a bit disbelieving considering he was about to punish someone over it, but you let it go. Riddle would speak his mind when he wanted to. "Is that so," you tease and bring him into your embrace, ever grateful that the yard was now deserted. Riddle melted against you, a tingling warmth spreading in his chest at your loving attention. When you held him like this, there was no place else he'd rather be. (All of Heartslabyul quickly learned of your power over their Housewarden and your visits soon became far more frequent.)

[fallenneziah]

Sexually repressed Catholic Johnny, and reader being the one to take his virginity.

Cw: Readers gender or anatomy is not identified, anyone can read this, Religious themes, blow jobs, NSFW, MDNI! Not beta read, just a brain blurb.

Johnny was raised Catholic, his parents weren't ever particularly strict, but Johnny had made up his fears in his head. What from weekly confessions and his teachers keeping a particular eye on him. Throughout his life in the church, he was labeled as one of the trouble kid because of his ADHD, despite being devoted to his Catholic practices. Those of which included not having sex before marriage.

Johnny had always been taught that amongst everything else, sex wasn't something to be taken lightly. There was no thrill in knocking strange women up or adding as many one night stands or dates to his roster as he could. And he lived by that.

His family was important, but when he left for the military, he was lying if he wasn't tested. There were many beautiful women and men back where he lived that he definitely lusted after in secret. But he really wanted to keep up the impression of a good catholic boy for his parents. Especially since he was their only son, and already considered one to keep an eye on in his congregation.

And then he met you. Johnny had found himself with no personal preference for men or women, but meeting you seemed to click something in his mind that he couldn't fathom. He wanted to be with you. Not just be with you, he wanted every inch of you.

He was like a pathetic puppy, chasing you around on an invisible leash until you finally got the hint. He was cute, real cute, and he was as committed to his job as they come. So one night after some drinks, you invited him to your room. He wasn't too drunk, sober enough to know if his parents ever knew they'd be very upset. That and the religious guilt started to fill when you sat on your bed and invited him over.

He shuddered, unsure where to put his hands and what to do. He'd never kissed, he'd never held someone so close before. He came over clumsily and pressed his lips to yours, a lot of teeth, not a lot of gentleness. He was desperate, his first impression of your lips was warmth, something he wanted more of.

Your fingers gently tugged his Mohawk, pulling him back from the rushed kiss with a gasp. "Easy, take it easy..." You whispered. He exhaled heavily and slowly, but desperately kissed you. Your lips melted against his like honey in milk, pressing up against you and letting his hands tentatively roam to your belt, excited to get them off you.

Your tongues meet, and his cock is harder than a rock, your arms wrapping around him and unbuttoning his vest, throwing it to the floor. His heart pounds in his ears, his face is feverish and the butterflies that burst in his stomach are overwhelming. He can't tell if it's from your honeysuckle lips or the way you're touching him.

He brushed your hair back and tilted your head into him, chasing the warm depth of your mouth, sloppily folding into your arms as he lost himself in the feverish pounding of his head and his cock.

His cock strained against the fabric of his pants, the underbelly of his cock grinded against your knee through the harsh fabric, making for an erotic feeling sending zings of electricity up his spine.

"Oh fuck... You're so good." He whined, sloppily kissing down your neck and over your collar, unbuttoning your shirt. You groaned in reply, gasping at the rush he was in. You'd never had someone so... Hungry. So desperate for a mere taste of your skin or a grasp at the soft flesh of your body.

He's seen porn a few times, all his non-religious friends would talk, he tried every cliche move in the book. When he had your shirt open his warm mouth was eagerly taking one of your nipples into his mouth. The erotic and guilty driven thrill he felt was unlike any other in the world. It was a high he couldn't understand, a feeling he'd never forget.

Your moans and gasps from his tongue sucking your perking buds made pre-cum leak a wet spot through his cargos. His cock was pulsing and throbbing, full of neglect and hot pain.

He pulled away from you briefly and let you push him back against the bed, to undo his pants. He watched you with wide blue eyes as you wrestled his pants down and took his cock from the confines of his slick, sweat-stained briefs.

The head was pulsing, leaking from pain and bulbous from neglect. "Holy hell, John..." You whispered before giving his cock a lick. He inhaled sharply and shuddered. "Oh yes... Fuck, lick it... Please, please..." His small pleas for pleasure come out in breathless pants as your attention to his cock shoots up his abdomen and down his legs, making his mind feel full of static.

His head fell back as you took his cockhead in your mouth and slowly went down over the pulsing, fat veins of his length. His eyelashes fluttered and his face filled with feverish heat. "Father forgive me ... Oh fuck..." He whispered, reaching a hand out to hold on to you while you went over his length.

Your warm lips tightened around his cock and his length twitched violently in your mouth. You pulled up and spat on his cock, stroking it and then going back down. John whined and groaned loudly. "Oh fuck... Oh fuck I'm gonna cu-mm." He shuddered as he watched you. You batted your eyelashes and he groaned when you didn't attempt to leave him. "Oh, right in your throat too... Oh fuck..."

He groaned and bucked his hips up desperately, feeling like this could be the next best thing to heaven. "Oh fuck-!" He whined, his legs shaking as he bucked his hips into your mouth.

You choked and tried to hold him down by his hips, feeling his cum spill into your throat. His balls tightened further and he came hard, to the point he felt boneless and heavy in his own skin.

He leaned back against the wall and panted as you slowly pulled off, choking and swallowing his cum. "How'ya feeling, John?" You gently rubbed his shaking thigh, feeling the tense of muscle beneath your gentle touch. He was sensitive all over. He shakily breathed, "Ah nae ken..."

You slowly crawled up next to him, his head was spinning a mile a minute when your lips came back to his. He wrapped an arm around you slowly and slowly kissed you back. He felt like he wasn't really in this moment, with you, doing this. His heart pounded and he could feel his pulse in every crevice of his body.

You finished stripping off your clothes and let him see you in your entirety. He brushed his hand across your stomach and waist, seeing your body. "This ok?" You asked quietly, shifting back in order to give him some room to prepare.

"Yeah... You're gorgeous." He whispered, trying to snap himself out of it. In his brief moment of post but clarity the glaring weight of his family and his church fell on him. As if any second the Reverend would come barging in and see him with a fellow comrade. But as soon as you kissed again the guilt in the pit of his stomach felt slightly easier to bear.

"Should we pause?" You asked as soon as you saw the expression on his face. "No... No." He reached up to bring you back in. "Don't let me back out." He pressed you back into the bed and kissed you as his fingers found their way to your lower half. He was unsure what to touch, where to go or how to act.

His fingers dipped in and out from your warm entrance, pushing himself further inside and feeling how insanely tight you were. "How am I gonna..."

"You'll fit." You assured, with such confidence it was like cold water over his back. "Ok..." He breathed in and eventually dripped a little of your lube onto his cock.

Using leftovers from his fingers he followed your words, listening to your beautiful moans, full and unprovoked as he learned the ins and outs of your body. It was thrilling, seeing the way you reacted and arched away from the sheets. Your toes curl when he pressed against different spots. He was a quick learner, and he knew you like this.

Before long, he had his cockhead kissed against your weeping entrance. His balls, full and tight aching from the burn of his last orgasm, at the prospect of this one.

He remembered the burning feeling of his knees on their rug in their prayer room, now kneeled between you, his body bare, not married, not dating... He slid his cock against your entrance. He groaned loudly in unison with you, the chorus of quick cries and flashes of fire across your pelvises as he struggled to nestle his cock inside you.

Johnny gasped and groaned as he slid in and out from your tight entrance, gripping your hips for leverage as he slowly worked himself in and out of you. "You feel so good..." He panted and looked down, watching your body as you took him. Reaching his hand down to give you a teasing little tug.

Your little squeak, followed by an adorable moan made his cock twitch violently inside you. "I... I don't know if I'm gonna last..." He grimaced and leaned over you to kiss you up and down.

"It's ok... Just... Keep going until you can't." You encouraged as he picked up the pace, soon fucking deep inside you, his balls slapping heavily against your skin. He cried and moaned in desperate little pleas for release, until his cock was pounding against that knot inside you that made your eyes cross.

"Shit! Right there--!"

Johnny groaned and worked his hips into you double time, his orgasm rising like a wave ready to crash down on him at any given moment.

He screwed his eyes shut as his last moments were not about to be ruined by what his family might say. He fucked harder into you, the headboard groaning in protest against his frantic gyrating until he was cumming hard.

He had no time to warn you, struggling to pull out as his cock twitched and spilled inside you. "Oh fuck - fuck-" He pulled out, the last of his cum shooting across your pelvis. He shook, gasping for proper breath. "Sorry... Sorry..." He looked down at the sloppy mess he made, half in you, half out, leaking down across the sheets.

You shuddered out a breath, your own orgasm having wracked your body a moment or two after his. "It's fine. It's fine..."

Johnny slumped next to you, his knees shaky and he wrapped his arms around you. "Thank you... For letting me do that."

"Yeah, any time..." You whispered.

[diazsdimples]

Prompt 2! coming back for another kiss + BuckTommy

BUCKTOMMY MY BELOVED okay okay I got this

Buck was not sulking.

He doesn't sulk. He's a grown man of 30-something, with an equally grown 40-something boyfriend (although calling Tommy his boyfriend makes him feel like he's in high school again), so sulking doesn't play a huge part of his day to day life. They're mature. They talk about things.

Except today, Buck is pouting a little. And in his defence, he's allowed to. This is the first time him and Tommy's shifts haven't overlapped perfectly to give them at least 24 hours where they're both off, and Buck is not pleased.

They're spooning in bed together, the early morning August sun streaming in through the windows of Buck's loft, and Tommy has one arm circled around Buck's waist and the other under his neck, pressing small but loving kisses into his shoulder.

"Evan, what's going on? You've been quiet all morning."

Buck sighs. "Nothing I just - I'm gonna miss you," he says quietly, pulling the sheet up to his face so it muffles his voice. Tommy brushes another kiss to the back of Buck's neck and Buck snuggles further into his arms. "This is the longest we've gone without seeing each other between shifts."

Tommy pulls Buck even closer to him and whispers "I'm sorry baby, I know."

They lay in silence for a few moments, just enjoying the peace and quiet before Tommy's alarm is set to go off. Tommy rubs his hand over Buck's chest and down his arm. He feels Buck tense and relax as his fingers drag across his skin, and he presses another kiss to the back of his neck.

"I can cancel my shift today, call in sick," he murmurs, his hand resting on Buck's forearm.

"Don't be stupid," Buck snorts, "they'd see through that in a second."

"Okay well, maybe I can just call out sick tomorrow."

"Tommy, stop," Buck turns over in Tommy's arms to face him, and gives him a soft smile, "you don't have to do that. I'm being dramatic, I'll survive."

"Hey," Tommy leans forward and presses his lips against Buck's forehead, then down his nose, "if I'm being honest, I've kinda been looking forward to the chance to miss you."

Buck blinks and tilts his head back to look at Tommy. "What do you mean?"

"I just -" Tommy looks away from Buck, a small blush rising to his cheeks, "I've never had to miss someone before. It's kinda nice, you know? Having someone I care so much about that I can't bear the thought of being away from."

Buck looks at Tommy, his face open and his eyes shining, and a wide smile stretches across his face. He pulls Tommy into a hug, their bodies pressed against each other, and kisses the side of his head. This thing with Tommy hasn't been going on long - maybe 4 months - but Buck is already beginning to feel more for Tommy than he's felt for any other of his past relationships. He's always been an all-or-nothing type of person, and with Tommy it's no different.

Tommy presses another kiss to Buck's shoulder, and Buck hums contentedly. "You wanna make the most of these last few minutes?"

Tommy lifts his head up, his eyes darkening, and a wicked grin spreads across his face. He rolls himself over so that he's above Buck, and kisses him, their mouths moving together in sync. Tommy trails his hand down Buck's stomach, fingers running over his abs and curling in the light dusting of blond hairs just below Buck's navel. Buck groans into Tommy's mouth, his tongue running over his teeth and he can feel Tommy smirk into the kiss.

"Don't tease me," Buck whimpers, kissing Tommy with more fervour, and Tommy just chuckles.

"'M not teasing," he counters, kissing down Buck's jaw sloppily. "Not if I plan to follow through."

Buck grabs his chin and pulls him up for another bruising kiss, their lips making slick, wet noises as they kiss and kiss and kiss.

"Is teasing, if you're just gonna -"

They're cut off as Tommy's alarm blares, ringing through the room. Buck groans and Tommy rests his forehead against his with a sigh.

"I gotta go, sweetheart," Tommy says as he rolls over, silencing his alarm with a swipe of his forefinger. He looks genuinely regretful as he pulls the covers off himself and begins to get dressed.

Buck swallows back a lump in his throat and props himself up on his elbow to watch. "I know. You go, save some lives. I'll be here when you get back."

Tommy smiles, buttoning his shirt and doing up his belt, and he walks over to the bed, leaning over to cup Buck's face in his hands and kissing him gently.

"I'll call you, yeah?"

"Yeah," Buck says, "text me when you can, I want to know you're okay."

Tommy nods, his thumb brushing over Buck's cheekbone, and Buck leans into the touch, barely able to contain his whine as Tommy pulls away.

"Tommy, wait!" Buck calls as Tommy crosses the loft, pausing just before the top step. He turns around and Buck throws his arms out in front of him, making grabby hands and pouting, pleading with his eyes.

Tommy laughs - he knows exactly what Buck's asking for - and strides back to the bed, taking Buck's face in his hands once more and giving him another kiss, this one just a bit more heated. He pulls back, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles on Buck's cheekbones, and gives him a wink.

"See you later, Evan."

"Be safe," Buck whispers.

Tagging some Bucktommy mutuals

@theotherbuckley @bidisasterevankinard @watchyourbuck @wikiangela @loveyouanyway (if anyone wants to be added to my Bucktommy taglist pls lmk)

Make 'em swoon prompts!

[sinsmockingbird]

How do you think Chelsea, Cabernet, Eirene and Oak Casket would react to their s/o buying xl sized condoms while shopping with them?

Ohohoho, I think they'd all have different reactions but that end in the same way- with you both in bed.

CW: Smut under the cut

✧ CHELSEA

• Immediately wants to grab you and spin you around to face her, only to tug your pants and underwear down to see if you are actually that huge to have to use XL sized condoms.

• Of course she controls herself and holds back considering you are in a store, but you better know her eyes are zeroed in on the bulge in your pants, finally coming to the realization that you must be massive with a bulge like that.

• Chelsea will eventually start to become touchy, moving to feel you up in subtle and non subtle ways. All until she bends down to the lowest shelf, grinding her ass into your crotch till you quickly decide to finish up and pay for everything.

• As soon as you guys are home, Chelsea has you stripped naked and is grinding against your cock, watching in amazement at how big it gets. She's soaking not only through her panties but her pants as well as she imagines putting one of those condoms to use right away.

✧ CABERNET

• Literally salivating as soon as she sees you reach over for the XL sized condoms. Seeing you lazily toss them into the cart while continuing to browse, leaving her eyeing you up like a predator does to their prey.

• She'll stalk up besides you, brushing her lips against your ear while passing by, leaving you flustered at the words she uttered; "Oh I'm going to have a feast with you tonight."

• She'd saunter ahead of you, giving more sway to her hips, letting you stare red faced and slack jawed as you simply freeze, eyes only staring at her gorgeous ass which her dress accentuates beautifully.

• You better be prepared for Cabernet to be absolutely sucking the soul out of you through your cock as soon as you get home. She's going to be worshipping it like it's her deity from now on.

✧ OAK CASKET

✧ EIRENE

• Her cool demeanor is gone in a second as soon as she sees you reaching for the XL sized condoms. Her face turning into a tomato as she realizes what that's implying.

• When you look back at her, she's turned on her heel and rushing away from you to another aisle, her hand covering her red face as she needs to take a moment to compose herself.

• When you find her and ask what's wrong, she'll be tugging you into a kiss, muttering, "I want you so bad," before telling you to grab what you need and meet her out at the car in 10 minutes.

• After scrambling to grab stuff, and stumbling to the car, Eirene can't even wait to get home to keep her hands off you, and she'll be dropping her head down to sloppily lick and suck on your cock.

• Oh the smirk that crosses her face when she sees you reaching for the XL sized condoms perfectly shows how hungry she is to see if your cock actually stands up to the size.

• She's giving you that smirk when you look at her, her eyes teasing and also perfectly showcasing what she was feeling and what she wanted your cock to do to her body when you get home.

• And the way her voice becomes lower and sultry, your knees are weak and your bulge has grown significantly bigger.

• Perhaps Oak will just have to drag you to the stores bathroom and help you with your little- or rather large- problem before you two even attempt at going home.

[konigsblog]

Thinking about cuckold!Price who loves to share you with his team. And just sitting down, eating breakfast next to him, telling him how Simon bended you over last night and him just being like 👍🏼good job

god, being shared by the men he trusts the most!! but, he'd definitely enjoy hearing all about how they'd throatfucked you or fingered you 'til you were babbling. definitely calls you a slut, sometimes atleast.. warning for slapping

༉‧₊˚. cuckold!price who doesn't mind hearing about how his team ruins you, their large and thick dicks thrusted into your tight cunt. especially adores it when they record it for him, seeing you sat on his lap, talking to him with your words dripping in nectar, so sweet and unexpecting. perhaps he uses it against you when you get into arguments, usually resulting in hate sex, your pussy remembering his girthy size.

simon loves how you put your legs over his shoulders, allowing him to slam into you with a ruthless pace, ruining you and sloppily making out with you to muffle and stiffle your sensitive moans, tongue intertwined with eachother as he pound against your tight ass. simon's full and tight balls smack against your sore ass, mumbling a chuckle into your lips as you accidentally moan price's name instead, whining as he teases you for missing your husband.

cuckold!price laughs about it with simon when they're talking about the positiona they've put you in before, hearing about how you'd screamed price's name while both him and gaz fucked you senseless, still remembering him the entire time. on the other hand, you'd yelled johnny's name while riding your husband, earning you a slap to the face as he held your hips and bucked into you, his head thrown back as you chant his name like a prayer :(((

“that's it, that's my name, ain't it? you're a fuckin' slut, tell me how much of a slut you are. you're mine, all fuckin' mine, should be grateful i let my boys use ya', huh? kiss me, c'mon, doll..- good..-fuckin' girl, you know who you belong to..”

– @konigsblog ｡*ﾟ+⭒·｡*ﾟ+⭒ banner credit; @saradika @cafekitsune

[cream-stew]

hi!!

regarding one of your recent posts, is it alright if i make this request? how about a scenario wherein zhongli and diluc (if you want to write him) have a threesome with a submissive male reader?

rough sex with things like spanking and/or bondage, squirting and a daddy kink.

if this is too much/too freaky or just not to your tastes, that’s okay! thank you for writing and taking the time to read this 🩵

🔞minors dni

warnings: trans male reader, threesome, face fucking, rough vaginal sex, squirting, creampie, spanking, daddy kink, reader is handcuffed

// note: since the req mentioned squirting I wrote the reader as a trans man lmk if I misunderstood? definitely not too freaky lol I loved this prompt <3

you're squished in between them as zhongli kisses you sloppily, one hand holding you in place by your throat, tho not gripping hard enough to shorten your breath, and other hand lazily stroking up and down your side; behind you, diluc is taking care of cuffing your wrists together, leaving you at their total mercy.

"daddy..." you whine when diluc spanks your ass, hard, before stepping away to take his place on the bed, sitting down to the side and waiting for zhongli to manhandle you on his lap like they'd already planned.

you're made to sit on his lap, facing away from diluc, his huge cock slapping against your asscheeks as zhongli cradles your face in his hands, bending over to give you one last peck on the lips before righting himself and gripping you by the shoulders instead. he makes you lean over until you're eye level with his cock, having to trust that neither of the two of them is going to drop you, since you can't grab onto zhongli's sides with your hands bound like that :(

diluc spanks you again, then grabs one of your hips, leaving sore spots that will turn into bruises tomorrow, and guides his cock to your entrance, already wet and loose despite the barest teasing to get you ready. he pulls you backwards into his lap, making you sit on his cock at the same time that zhongli steps closer, following you in your retreat so he can push his cock into your mouth, filling up both ends of your pliant body at the same time.

your eyes snap closed in pleasure when diluc starts fucking deep in your pussy, now using both of his hands to drag you back and forth on his cock, coordinating his pace with the pistoning of zhongli's hips, fucking your mouth so fiercely that you can barely breathe through it.

tears streak down your face, but you complain harshly when zhongli pulls out to give you a little break, looking up at him with a pout. "please daddy, I can take it, you know I can" and "I'll be so good for you daddy please!" repeated over and over until he chuckles and pushes back in, moaning when you let out a pleased hum, wordlessly thanking him for letting you have your way <3

"don't forget about your other daddy though", zhongli scolds you with a grin, sending diluc an amused look, "he deserves to cum too, and it's not fair for him to do all the work, is it?"

you nod as best as you can, and try to sink back on diluc's cock on your own, not waiting for the next pull of his calloused hands on your hips. you bounce on him desperately, your pussy squelching lewdly with his precum and all your juices, leaking down your thighs and leaving you all sticky.

you cum with a muffled moan when diluc spanks again, and zhongli grabs a fistful of your hair to pull you back towards him instead, but neither of them stops for a break this time, just like you begged!

they keep fucking your holes until you keep cumming over and over, showing off their incredible stamina, only chasing their own pleasure as they overstim you without a care in the world! diluc finally cums deep in your pussy and while he does still his movements, he doesn't let you go yet, making you cockwarm him as he plays with your clit instead, wanting to give you one last orgasm while zhongli chases his climax as well...

...but that only means you end up squirting around his cock as you struggle to drink down all the cum zhongli is suddenly pumping down your throat :(

[starfxkr]

in the jj x reader x rafe kidnap scenario, i feel like when they first start letting you out of your room and around the house they keep her on a leash so that they can always tug her towards them if she’s crawling away or just to pull her in to give her kiss

.❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。.❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。.❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。

you were trembling on rafe's lap in your unofficial room as he clasped the leash on your collar, making sure it was secure before he gave you a tug, making you whimper.

"don't start that shit pet, just gotta make sure you won't run off yeah?" the hand on the back of your neck is a warning even as he kisses your temple.

"does-does this mean I can go outside?" rafe snorts out a laugh, meanly smacking your cheek.

"outside this room sure."

and that was truly all you got, subjected to the whims of your captors with a simple tug of the leash. if jj wanted a kiss he was pulling you towards him to sloppily suck on your tongue, if rafe wanted a blowjob he wrapped it tight in his fist to force you down his thick length.

it got worse when jj got you a bell, "need to be able to hear you sugar, you're just too fuckin quiet."

it was degrading, forced to sit at their feet like a house pet as they stroked your hair and groped your barely dressed body. all you could hope one day they'd let you in the front yard.

[luvrboydave]

AAAAA i love your writing sm !!!! 😭😭 u write so good n so much omll

Idk if u take requests or not but can u make smt abt modern 2000s dave n 99 james w u (if u do that) 💔

i feel like they'd be the type to wanna "make a movie" iykwim n be the most nastiest mfs together .....

i need these 2 so bad 😭😭😭

movie magic

pairing: dave mustaine x fem!reader x james hetfield

warnings: smut, threesome, oral sex (m & f receiving/giving), double vaginal penetration, creampie, dirty talk, pet names, name calling, filming

a/n: tysm for your request!!! i hope it lives up to your expectations as i'm not very well-versed in writing threesomes...but this was great practice for me!! enjoy!

i’m imagining it now…dave and james have you on the bed, a camera set up on the nearby dresser recording your every move. they’re both all over you; dave is mouthing at your neck and rubbing at your clothed cunt while james kisses you sloppily. james’ hands make their way up your shirt to grope your tits, and you gasp, tangling your fingers in the base of his hair. when dave pulls his hand away from your cunt, you let out a low whine. he chuckles lightly, muttering, “so needy for us, aren’t you, sweetheart…” as he lifts your shirt over your head, exposing your sensitive nipples to the cold air of the bedroom. dave leans down to take your left nipple into his mouth, lapping at it softly. as he continues to play with your tits, kneading and sucking on them, james kisses you again, one hand wrapping around your neck and the other slipping into your shorts to run a finger through your folds.

in an instant, you find yourself lying flat on the bed. james is slipping your shorts and panties down your legs, discarding them somewhere in the room. from the corner of your eye, you take notice of dave unbuttoning his jeans and sliding them down below his ass. turning towards dave, you take his cock in your hand and let a glob of spit fall from your lips, looking up at him as you spread it over his dick. his hand weaves into your hair, pushing your mouth towards his cock. you take his tip into your mouth, tongue coming out to lick it slightly. slowly, you take more into your mouth, and dave groans, “fuck sweetheart, mouth feels so fuckin’ good…” he pulls you away from his cock, leaning down to kiss you messily before guiding himself back into your mouth. it’s so messy, drool running down your chin and pooling on the bedsheets.

james kisses down your body, stopping to mark your thighs. he moves in closer to the apex of your thighs, bringing a finger up to glide through your sopping folds. he licks a long stripe along your cunt, sucking at your clit. the noises coming from between your thighs are lewd; james is slurping at your pussy like a starved man. His face is covered in your slick, bearded chin glistening with your wetness. you gurgle around dave’s cock at the feeling of james’ tongue, pushing your hips forward into his mouth. james reaches up to rub your clit slowly, still licking and sucking at your soaked cunt. at this point, james is fucking aching in his pants. he unbuttons his jeans and slips his cock out, giving it a nice rub as he eats you out.

next thing you know, you’re being manhandled to lay on top of james as dave takes his place behind you. your back arches, and you clench at the feeling of a cool liquid sliding down your cunt. you crane your neck to the side, seeing that dave had grabbed the lube from the bedside drawer. james reaches down to guide his cock into your cunt. he slips in with ease but allows you to adjust for a second before dave slowly slips in as well, snug against james’ cock. “shit, so good…taking both of our cocks in this slutty hole…” james groans from beneath you. they stretch you out deliciously, moaning once they both bottom out completely. “puttin’ on a show for the camera, huh? dirty fuckin’ girl…” dave whispers, grabbing a handful of your ass and thrusting into you. james is gripping your shoulders tightly, holding you flush against his chest as he fucks up into you. they both pick up their pace, and you clench around them. your eyes roll to the back of your head, a moan tearing from your throat “oh fuck- i’m cumming!” your cunt flutters around their cocks, making them groan. dave’s hands are gripping your ass again, and he’s fucking into you steadily. they’re both so loud, grunting at the feeling of your warm cunt. james groans, his eyes squeezing shut, “fuck- i’m gonna cum…you’re gonna make me cum, princess.” he empties his load inside of your already soaked pussy, and dave follows not too long after, cumming inside of you with a loud moan.

they both slip out of your ruined cunt, dave spreading your cheeks apart to watch as a mixture of their cum seeps out of you. he brings two fingers up to push it back inside, flashing you a cheeky smirk “don’t go wastin’ that, now, sweetheart.” james pulls you in for a kiss, big hands cupping your face. He breaks the kiss, muttering, “did so good for us, princess. bet we made such a good movie…” you smile at him and lean up to give him another kiss before laying your head on his chest. you watch as dave moves towards the camera, pressing the button to end the recording. he turns to james, and you can immediately tell he’s up to no good. “how do you feel about posting this online, huh…showing the world how much of a slut our girl is for us?”

[ddejavvu]

Eddie and Steve going to see their idol, rockstar!reader, in concert. Except you think they’re both cute when you see them screaming in your front row. After a water break backstage, you reach for their hands midsong, giving one of them a note saying to meet you afterwards.

Eddie and Steve being in your green room, and when I say literally, I mean literally drooling over you. You have Eddie making out with your neck with egregious moans, Steve slobbering all over your tits, as he pants at your scratches to his head. They’re both thanking you over and over, and when you name them ‘my good boys’ they actually become fully yours, there and then. When you pull Eddie to make out with you, his spit is literally gleaming down your chin, as he sloppily tries to press his tongue all over your mouth, as much as he can get. They both need to taste you, you’re so amazing. And when Steve decides he can’t wait long enough for his first kiss too, you have both of them whining as loud as they can (maybe they’re slightly deaf from the concert) as they’re both trying to basically swap tongues with you, at the same time. Not even mentioning the drool that piles up at the corner of their lips, once they’re actually bouncing with every thrust while you three fuck. You give them bottles of that really posh water, the refreshing shit, while you three all cuddle under stage outfits, on the floor of your dressing room

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

this post is 18+, minors dni.

this ask punched me in the fucking clit i swear to GOD this shit is good...

After a water break backstage, you reach for their hands midsong, giving one of them a note saying to meet you afterwards.

they'd quake. maybe you slip it to steve 'cause eddie's holding his phone's camera out already, but you wink at him, too, so he knows he's included. it literally makes him lose his mind, he screams so loud that he blows out the mic on his phone and steve's got this adorable pinky blush on his face aksngjdnfsd

You have Eddie making out with your neck with egregious moans, Steve slobbering all over your tits, as he pants at your scratches to his head.

no bc...... bc even if they're not touch starved, (but they probably are) it's you that's touching them!!!!!! it's you!!!!!! so they're completely shellshocked, just moving and touching and biting and licking and kissing because it's all their fried brains can do - eddie swears you're intoxicating, he can't stop mouthing at your neck no matter how much he wants to move other places. it's just addictive, why would he stop when it's so good?? and steve... ohhh steve's frantically ping-ponging between your tits, tongue leaving trails of spit each time he switches which boob is in his mouth. he suckles against your nipple but catches sight of your other tit, so lonely :( so he has to switch over to that one, and his saliva cools on your nipple while he makes out with that one. it's a neverending cycle, he's so desperate to love all of you that he can't stay focused mmmm - and your fingers raking through his hair?? he's drooling, literally drooling down the underside of your tits and down your stomach, his spit is shining on your skin every time it pours from his mouth when you rake your nails against his scalp and make him groan... it's such a guttural noise and he just presses his open mouth to your tit so that it hums through you and his eyes scrunch shut with those pretty lashes of his resting on the apples of his cheeks

They’re both thanking you over and over, and when you name them ‘my good boys’ they actually become fully yours, there and then.

THANKING YOU THANKING YOU THANKING YOU UGH yes they're so stunned and starstruck that you picked them, you could have picked anyone else but you picked them!!!!

When you pull Eddie to make out with you, his spit is literally gleaming down your chin, as he sloppily tries to press his tongue all over your mouth, as much as he can get.

press his tongue all over your- *clenches thighs* MOUTH.... i'm actually depraved. he is not concerned at all with proper kissing etiquette, all he knows is that you're there and you want him and he wants you so bad that he just can't control it, he's sloppy and messy and drooly and he covers your lips and chin in so much spit just trying to make out with you, desperately trying to press his tongue anywhere he can taste you 😵

you have both of them whining as loud as they can (maybe they’re slightly deaf from the concert) as they’re both trying to basically swap tongues with you, at the same time. Not even mentioning the drool that piles up at the corner of their lips, once they’re actually bouncing with every thrust while you three fuck.

the thought... of them... practically crying from how fucked-out they already are from just a kiss, eyes scrunched and hands desperate and grabby, tongues all over you and your mouth and your chin and your lips and your own tongue and- KNFSNDFNSD. there's so much drool and the sound is obscene, squelching and stickiness as their drool starts to dry on your chin and down your chest but more just slops over it, you're literally dripping with their spit i'm CUMMING.

You give them bottles of that really posh water, the refreshing shit, while you three all cuddle under stage outfits, on the floor of your dressing room

no bc. bc they finish (they probably cum like six times to your one kSKJGNSDF) they automatically assume you'll just send them on their way again. bc like? you just wanted a quick fuck, right? noooo but when you drag them over to your couch or flop right down onto the floor and snuggle yourself up between them??????? oh my god brains short-circuiting!!! they're so fucked-out and clingy that they're just all over you, you're suffocating under their touch but you wouldn't have it any other way :')) a real, sweet kiss with much less tongue this time would absolutely kill them, it's so sweet and lovingly intimate and they'll take turns just smooshing their lips to yours turning your head back and forth :'))

[jesterofcringe]

Rock on! [General Headcanons] Venture x Reader

ok so i dont know jack about overwatch lore but i was playing the game today and tried venture out and ended up falling in love with them so,,, here we are ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────

★They are sooooo strong from lugging around that heavy ass drill all day- like you'll seriously be minding your own business playing video games or making dinner and they just pick you up from behind like you weigh nothing.

★[could you imagine the bear hugs?? the strong arm cuddles?? omg-]

★You deadass start using rock puns because of them

"Movie night tonight?"

"Sure, let's rewatch Indiana Jones!"

"I could dig that-"

"..."

"..."

":D did you just-"

"LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO MY VOCABULARY-"

★They also have a ton of little injuries they somehow don't notice, so they'll yap to you about missions while you patch up their cuts.

[they insist that they're fine and don't need you to bandage them up but they do find it kinda nice when you kiss their bruises]

★You're also not the only person they yap to- they're a major yapper and general and sometimes will babble to their teammates about you.

"-They're so cool! I met them at the library because we were both looking in the history section and I saw they had a book about this artifact I've been seriously interested in so I said-"

"Hey Venture?"

"Yeah? :D"

"This is a stealth mission."

"Oh yeah-"

★There are rocks EVERYWHERE in your house, like literally on every surface you can name. You tried to get rid of some of them but Venture gave you a genuine reason for why they need every single one.

★*gets a triple kill* "HELL YEAH THAT ONE WAS FOR MY SPOUSE"

"You're married?"

"...Well not yet, I have to dig up the diamond first!"

★You also pack them lunch before they leave for work. It could be a straight up lunchable with a caprisun and they'd STILL be super excited.

[They also have an amazing immune system because they're the type to eat with their hands covered in dirt and soot lmao]

★They used to cut their hair themselves, but very quickly and very sloppily because they were always in a rush for whatever reason. You offered to help out once, and you've been doing it since. You're not a professional by any means, but it looks a little cleaner then when they would toss it into a pony tail, chop it off, and go about their day.

★They also ask you to watch over their pet rock while they go out sometimes, and you'll just send pictures of you out and about doing things with the rock.

★You guys play minecraft together too- obviously they're the miner and you do the building but they always dig straight down and it drives you crazy.

[There was fully a time they dug straight down and died in lava with a couple of diamonds in their inventory]

★They also do not keep up with update logs so they had no idea what the warden was and tried to fight it with nothing but a stone axe and an iron chestplate... they also kept going back and trying it again even though they clearly had no shot.

★I feel like they also have a really hard time settling down- like they're a massive caffeine addict and barely get any sleep from staying up all night on expeditions or doing research on new artifacts, but you figured out you could get them to sleep by asking them to lay with you for a little bit and just. Falling asleep on them. They're too polite to move you and actually find it really cute so they end up sitting there until they fall asleep themselves.

[manicplank]

I’ve witnessed one too many of those sloppy kissing meme templates (you know the ones) and now I must know the headcanons on how does everyone kiss (their significant other)

I know the exact ones.

(I know I said no more headcanons for the night but I couldn't resist this one.)

How do they kiss (their s/o)?

Peppino: Unfortunately, I don't think he would be the best kisser. He doesn't have a lot of romantic experience. They'd have to teach him how to kiss softly and not sloppily. His mustache is a bit prickly. He will grab them by the shoulders and slam his mouth into theirs. He needs some work, but he's willing to learn. Just give him some time. He might turn away completely red afterward.

Gustavo: Soft, smooth kisses. He leans into them slowly, grabbing their hand gently. His mustache is soft and tickles their upper lip. He has smooth, silky lips. He gives little kisses, sometimes small pecks, but they always make his S/O flustered.

Mr. Stick: He's another one who doesn't have a lot of experience. He gets super flustered and shy. He'll lean down and pucker his lips, slowly leaning in. His S/O has to pull him into an actual kiss rather than a little smooch. He's left red-faced and speechless. He's silent for a minute, but then he asks, "Can we do that again?"

Pepperman: Lips. For. Days. This plant man with a luxurious smile has lips that are even more luxurious. He gives small smooches often because he gets pretty bashful in full kisses. However, he does like the occasional full, mouthy kiss. He just gets boggled easily. He acts like a flirt, but he's actually a bit shy. They always tease him about it. If he could, he would turn even more red than he already is.

The Vigilante: He often kisses the top of their hands. He also kisses their cheeks quite often. When it comes to kissing on the lips, he's a little sticky and tastes like cheese (obviously). Regardless, his lips are soft and gentle. He thinks making out is for teenagers. He prefers smooches and pecks. He likes the top of his head kissed gently, but they have to be careful as he's very ticklish there.

The Noise: Surprisingly, he has soft, luxurious lips. He's a great kisser, at least Noisette thinks so. He'll look at her eyes, then her lips, then back at her eyes before he holds her chin and gently pulls her in. He enjoys small pecks and smooches, but he prefers passionate, mouthy kisses. He might gently bite her lip sometimes. He might kiss and bite her neck (and she'll push him away before he leaves a mark). He has rizz.

Noisette: She's very gentle and will wait for Noise to do that look thing (eyes, lips, eyes) before she leans in. She likes to lean her forehead on his for a moment so she can pull back and smile or giggle. She loves smooching him and pecking him on the lips and cheeks. She kisses his head, his neck, his hands. She just likes giving him kisses all the time, especially when she wears lipstick. He ends up covered in smooch marks. The two kiss each other behind the ears occasionally. It makes them giggle.

Fake Peppino: He licks like a dog would. He'll do little licks. He especially likes to lick palms. They're a bit salty. He likes getting smooches on the cheek and the forehead. He also enjoys kisses on the tip of his nose. He will try to lick their eyes (ouch!). They have to set boundaries as he doesn't quite understand when and where to smooch. He will also nip at them only to be told NO.

Pizzahead: He doesn't typically initiate the kisses, but he still enjoys them. He enjoys smooches as opposed to sloppy makeouts. He gives kisses on the hands and cheeks. He will allow a deep, mouthy kiss every now and again, and sometimes, he enjoys them. He obviously tastes like pizza, duh. He kisses softly and sweetly.

Pillar John: It takes a minute for him to get into a kiss. He gets giggly and ends up laughing. Ok, ok, try again, aaaand nope! He's giggling again. Ok, no, they got it this time. Aaaand- yep, he's laughing again. MWAH! Finally! The big dumb idiot is smiling so wide.

Gerome: Not much of a kisser. Not a fan of physical touch, either. Occasionally, he'll give them a quick smooch on the lips. He'll also peck their hand every once in a while. He shows his love in other more subtle ways. But he always accepts when they kiss him on the cheek.

[exepelia-chan]

Hello, may I request how Rengoku, Tengen, Douma, Muzan, and Akaza would react to a female reader getting 'stuck'?

(Whether she did it on purpose or accidentally can be up to you)

Ok here goes ✓ 1+, mentions of breeding, modern AU, jerking off, blood sucking, (stepbro I'm stuck without the stepbro) female!Reader praise kinks degradation if you squint. Oral(fem receiving) bondage. (Sorry for the typos, guys.)

Rengoku, Kyojuro

So you thought it'd be funny to pretend that you got stuck in the washing machine in front of THE UMAI MASTER and, long story short he knew it was a prank and actually made you get stuck..

You lied on the bed in defeat. All limbs tied eyes covered; which didn't matter cause they'd be closed in bliss so anyway. "Kyojuro... W-we can talk about this..." "Really? We can? Didn't seem like talking when you flaunted your ass while the other half of you was quote unquote, " stuck". You couldn't say anything to that. A Waze of excitement cane over you as the bed dipped under the weight of Kyojuro. "Itadakimasu~". Was what you heard. He sloppily lapped up the clear and white fluid that seem to pour out every second. "Kyo~ please let m- AH!" A jolt of pain came to your left ass cheek along with...heat? "Ahhh~ " You dragged out a moan. "Calm down little flame, you're not coming until I say so. Yeah.. Its gonna be a long night.

Uzui, Tengen

There's not much to say here but... Two of the rest of the wives teamed up WITH Tengen.

Tengen stands tall, belt in hand. You look in the mirror, tears in your eyes. Makio holds you down and Hina hold Suma. She just HAD to have her awesome, bright idea. Now look at where you are. Crying, ass red, face puffy. This could've been avoided. "TENGEN SAMAAA WE'RE SORRYY!!!" Suma yells out again as fresh, hot tears roll down her face. "Really?" "YES!" you screamed out. Makio looks down with pitiful eyes. "Well let's check to make sure~. Took about a good two days to sit down...

Douma

He was thankful for this opportunity because instead of having to go out and kill a human he could drink straight from his favorite person whose been such a bad girl today.

"Douma~" you huffed as tears threatened to spill out of your eyelids. You know not to cry around him. Crying makes it worse. He waa so much stronger than you. You could only sit there and take it as your face became pale. "Its ok baby, this helps you sleep remember ~. That sweet voice was the last thing you heard before closing your eyes.

Kibutsuji,Muzan

I personally don't like the dude soooo.

You yell and cry for some sort of savior. But there is none. Muzan fills you up with his blood; more and more. But suddenly you're on the brink of destruction and he stops. He pulls your face in for a kiss that feels like your skin might rip off. You don't care though. It grows back in less than a second. All you need to sit and love this feeling of blood rushing power. "Ah~ this painful feel of power~". " My fucking little masochist."

Akaza

He smiled and left?

It had been two hours since you pulled your little stunt and he didn't do anything. You got sleepy and decided to take a nap. "Mmm" you wiggle your hips and reach down. 'Hair?' You thought to yourself. "Ah!" The feeling you had suddenly got intense; so intense in fact that you thought you about to cum hard. "Akaza I-" All pleasure stopped in an instant. You grabbed his hair and tried to force him on you but, he wouldn't budge. "Sorry moonflower, that's the most you're out of me." He winked. "Oh, and don't let me catch you touching yourself! You have a vivid imagination so, I'm sure you know what would happen ~" . And just like that... He got up and left.

[sleepy-the-loz-enthusiast]

Danger.

That's the first thing that goes through Link's head as he jolts awake. In dizzying darkness, his eyes search for the invisible threat.

Protect her.

That's what he must do. Right? He needs to protect her. Yes, that's right... he needs to protect Zelda. From the danger. He can't let Zelda get hurt. They'd kill him.

So where is she? Zelda isn't by his side. Zelda...

...isn't by his side. He can't protect her.

A cold panic creeps up his spine and grips his body in dreadful chills. Link stumbles, suddenly lightheaded and holy Hylia he can't breathe-

He's dying. He's going to die and the danger is going to kill Zelda and oh goddess no he can't let Zelda die he needs to protect her he needs to-

"Link?"

A gentle voice breaks his spiralling thoughts. A voice that sounds like a field of flowers on a warm spring day. The owner of the voice is a lovely woman with warm green eyes looking at him with concern though soft candlelight. Why is she worried? Who made such a beautiful woman worried?

"You need to go back to bed, love. You're still sick." Oh, now she's by his side. She's so pretty...

"...need to protect her. Zel'a... where's..?" He mumbled, voice raspy and throat screaming, looking around in a dazed state.

"I'm right here, dear. It's okay. I'm safe. Let's go back to bed now, alright?" The woman gently cups his face with a smooth, cold hand that feels like comfort. He leans into the touch, like a cat. She chuckles and strokes his cheek gently.

"Mm... y're pretty, but I have a girlfrien'.... Zelly... I love 'er... need to protect." Link's eyes droop and his knees threaten to buckle.

"Link, I'm Zelda." She chuckles and sets something down with a small chink. Her other hand comes up to rest on his upper back.

"Zel'a..?" His eyes sparkle like a kid discovering snow. He then flops forwards and sloppily throws his arms around her body in a hug.

"Mhm! Now, it's time for bed. Come on, honey.." Zelda chuckles as she wraps her arms around his waist to support him, and she gently guides him toward their bed.

"But... danger..." He weakly protests.

Zelda simply plants a soft kiss on his forehead, internally noting how hot it feels. "There's no danger, love. Everything's okay so you just rest now, alright?"

"Mn...." He mumbles, eyes closing and shoulders suddenly releasing tension he didn't know they held.

Zelda simply lowers his upper body back onto their bed, making sure he's comfortable before lifting his legs to join. He makes a small panicked noise at her absence, so Zelda just tenderly smiles and returns to run blissfully cool fingers through his hair until he drops off into restful unconsciousness.

...

Come the next day, Link remembers nothing. Nothing but the feeling of soft lips on his forehead and cool fingers running through his hair. Feeling loved.