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xodarling · 5 months ago

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hullo!

hope you're having a decent enough day/evening. i read your latest arlecchino oneshot and mm. yes. "amateur" writer my ass.

i have come by dint of the sheer scarcity of f/f sub!yae miko content. (they ask you how you are, and you just have to say that you're fine, when you're not really fine—)

anyway, thank you for your time! happy late holidays, if you celebrate.

- 🫠 anon

worry not, i'll indulge you, anon. i hope this is to your liking.

woven tails.

+18!

cw: sub!yae miko x (dom)f!reader. overly descriptive. cunillingus. fingering. slightly public sex, if you squint. overstimulation.

wc: 3.0k

summary: you have missed your playful kitsune so much you decided to pay her a visit at the shrine.

a/n: oh, how i love this woman. this was pretty fun to write! i did quite a bit of research on kitsunes and japanese culture for this… send help, thanks!

Sunsets had always been nothing short of beautiful at the Grand Narukami Shrine—truly a sight to behold. The sky’s hues shifted from bright blue to a stunning mixture of pink and reddish-orange in the blink of an eye. Or well, that is how the Lady Guuji would describe it, at least.

She idly stood beneath the ether, taking in its magnificence with twined fingers as the soft breeze washed away any lingering thoughts in her mind. The feeling of her rosy locks being brushed by the wind was almost a lullaby of its own.

The sole reason for her sudden distraction from the moment were the sound of footsteps approaching her, ones she recognized faultlessly. She could even feel you coming from a mile away if she paid enough attention.

“Always the unexpected visitor, aren’t you?” Her voice was laced with that usual wit of hers while she turned to face you. Her elegance was something you had always found intensely alluring, no matter how long it had been since you met each other.

You couldn’t help but watch her for seconds that felt like an eternity. Your eyes lingered on the intricate details of her stunning kimono-like outfit before you even dared to speak. What a breathtaking woman she was.

“Yes, well… I have missed you.”

Her eyebrow arched in pure amusement at your unexpected comment—that little smile of hers only enhanced her reaction. Every mannerism of hers was soft and graceful, and the sight turned perfect as she crossed her arms and you caught the way the cherry blossoms adorned the scene surrounding you both.

She wasn’t used to such vulnerabilities from anyone, even if you had been more open about your feelings in the past yourself.

“My, how bold.” Perhaps it was the dim lighting emanating from the sun that made her almost perceive a faint glow posed on your irises, or it was all a mere figment of her imagination. She knew that look on your face better than she would like to admit, however. “Your words are… delightfully quaint, I must say.”

Your surprise was even greater than hers had been towards your first sentence. She spoke with nothing but the truth, which was fairly uncommon—she had always enjoyed teasing and pranking you. At the end of the day, that was her nature.

Miko’s hum filled the silence as she took a few tentative steps towards you, a slight tilt of her head only demonstrated how occupied she was examining you internally. She knew why you missed her—what you missed that only she could give you.

She circled you slowly as she took in your looks. Her arm crossed loosely right below her breasts, the opposite elbow now casually resting against the back of her hand as her chin was caressed by her index with sluggishness. It was clear she knew just how seductive you found this whole ordeal.

“Are they?”

If only she knew how much you truly missed her… all of her.

“They are indeed,” the smile upon her features was one you could almost hear even though she was right behind you. “What an intrepid little thing you have turned out to be.”

After some time, once she got bored of her eyes roaming all over your frame, she stood before you with the corners of her lips generating that mischievous expression she carried around at every moment. Your presence made her heart pound in her chest, though she would never say it aloud.

This relationship you had with the kitsune was quite complicated in its own way. You belonged to each other in a style neither of you could describe, but enjoyed greatly each time you were face to face. It had taken you such an awfully long time to get her to show her different facets, but you wouldn’t change it for the world.

“I expect you to understand how preposterous it is for you to meet me at the Shrine for such reasons, however. Your cloying excuse is… as endearing as it is foolish.” Her velvety tone only served to make you shudder.

You knew it was ridiculous for you to show up unannounced and expect her to share her warmth, though you didn’t seem to mind it as much as she wished for you to by the way you exhaled loudly through your nose and wrapped an arm around her waist to squeeze her close.

Just how audacious could you really be?

She somehow maintained her poise despite being caught off-guard by your actions. All she could feel was the way your breasts pressed against each other’s and your hot breath against the skin of her soft face. She was grateful her clothing covered the goosebumps you had inflicted upon her—she wouldn’t want you to see the effect you had on her that easily.

“I’m aware of it, Miko. I simply can’t find myself caring when, as I said, I miss you.”

She hummed, hands now resting on your biceps in an attempt to find some balance. “You’re aware, but you don’t care? How charming… Well, perhaps, you should rethink that stance, for your own sake.”

Always the playful one, her lips remained locked on that little smirk you couldn’t stop yourself from finally savoring after such a long time apart. Once more, you caught her utterly unprepared with your sudden kiss, one she would’ve pulled away from if only it weren’t yours. She caught onto all the feelings you poured into it the instant the shock washed away and she allowed herself to flutter her eyes shut—longing, desire, and pure appreciation.

How sweet.

Needless to say, the sight was one that seemed to have been plucked out of one of those sapphic novels Miko often read thanks to you. Pink petals surrounding you due to the soft breeze of the island, the gorgeous sunset highlighting both of your features, and the meeting of lips from two lovers too lost in the moment to remember this was a public setting.

She always allowed you to explore her mouth as much as you wished since she knew just how much you enjoyed it. It was so obvious you needed this from the way your fingertips sunk into the fabric of her obi so she wouldn’t escape from your affections.

She would never.

You were just so, so rushed to feed her your unwavering love with a silver spoon you wouldn’t have even noticed if the shrine maidens were around. You had mindlessly busied yourself with making up a dance with your tongues right after you had licked her lower lip to ask for permission.

It was maddening to withdraw from her at long last, though absolutely necessary. She couldn’t have you running out of breath just from a mere kiss, could she?

“Hm,” she swallowed hard as she took a good look at you, her lips and yours now swollen and glistening with saliva, “Alright… alright. I suppose I can indulge you, just this once. Don’t let it go to your head.”

You could tell she wanted it as badly as you did from the way her eyes were half-lidded and there was a hint of blushing on her cheeks. She could always deny it, but her body betrayed her each time, and it was truly adorable.

Your reaction was quick to the compliance of the kitsune—you twined your fingers with hers just to feel the heat radiating from her body as you pulled the both of you into the inside of the Shrine. You could have easily proven to her how much her absence had been weighing on you right there and then, beneath the Sacred Sakura, but you knew it wouldn’t be to her liking for your intimacy to be so public.

The walk towards her quarters was silent, awfully so. She followed close behind with that wicked grin upon her features as she watched the way your fingertips were digging into the smooth skin of her hand. You were holding back only by a thread, and she began to find your desperation strangely enticing.

After the agonizing moment of tension, Miko’s steps came to a halt against the tatami flooring once inside her personal area. You had been there quite a few times before, but never so late in the day for a reason as superficial as this.

She poured all her focus on how you slid the fusuma shut, though her gaze lingered on the way your clothing draped your figure so gently. It was mouthwatering, in fact—she wanted to sink her teeth and claws into your warm body already. It was difficult to resist, but she managed.

Her composure wavered ever so slightly seconds later, however. This time, she was anticipatory of your actions, though still affected by them. She could see the determination in your strides as your hands rose to cup her jaws and pull her in for a new searing kiss, and the poor woman had to take a couple of steps back from how forceful your grasp was.

Verbal communication wasn't needed there and then. The only sound echoing through the shoji panels were that of the sloppy clicking of your tongues, and it unconsciously filled her belly with a bubbling heat. You were oh so messy it made her tingle.

You forced the Head Priestess to stumble backwards unpremeditatedly, already knowing where that expensive futon of hers lay in the room. Of course, you helped her down on it with gentleness and care, though the contrast of your rough kissing made her realize you would be everything but lenient with her.

She wasn’t the type to surrender so easily to someone—you were that one exception.

You immediately found yourself pressing your moist lips against her neck to savor the soft texture of it, hands working on releasing her of her garments with practiced ease as you relished the jagged breaths she let out.

“So… primitive,” you heard above your head the instant you finally rid her of her robe, which would be situated beneath her at all times until you were done with her. You truly didn’t feel like throwing it away carelessly—it would make the scene less sensual, you thought.

The only vexing piece of fabric that separated you from her fully exposed form was that of her soaked undergarments, which clung to her pretty pussy like a second skin. Your gaze traveled downward to scan this image she provided you in such a selfless manner, and it was so delicious to witness that you contemplated the idea of eating her out over the white material.

Never mind that—you wanted full contact. That barrier would only make it worse.

You had fully ignored her previous comment to wrap eager fingers around the hem of her underwear, thanking Celestia above she never wore a brassiere. Her tits were on thorough display just for you, and you could see the way in which her pink nipples perked up when her hips rose to give you leeway to undress her.

It was almost frustrating how beguiling she was.

“You are enjoying this far too much, aren’t you?” She started, her tone as frolicsome as it was soft, “I suppose I should let you have your fun, hm?”

She expected an answer with the corners of her plump lips lifted slightly upwards, though you managed to catch her off-guard again. She didn’t understand how you managed to do that every time, but it was refreshing and new to her.

The moment you tasted her, that smile of hers dropped to introduce an expression you were familiar with: arched eyebrows and mouth agape as her breath caught in her throat. Where was that playfulness now? She seemed at a loss for words.

Your eyes could’ve rolled to the back of head at the mere feeling of those tangy, slick folds on your tastebuds. Never had you savoured something as delicious as her drenched cunt, and it drove you wild each time.

You made sure to hook your arms around her thighs to keep her close, meeting her gaze throughout the entirety of your favorite meal while her rosy cheeks gave you a sense of pleasure rushing through your body. You loved to see the way her hands grasped her own breasts to massage them while your tongue searched for new sensitive spots on the area you had previously explored several times.

Miko wasn’t a moaner, but rather a woman who would huff, puff, and whimper gracefully at every jolt of pleasure she felt thanks to you. She would attempt be even quieter this time due to how the thin walls of her quarters could easily allow the maidens to hear just how, with no effort, you could make her experience divinity with your lips.

“My…,” the syllable dragged on quietly for an instant, only because she had to silence herself by catching her own lower lip between her teeth. The sight of you amidst her legs was one she could admire for eternity.

You found that delectable bundle of nerves with your flattened tongue after taking your sweet time, something that made her fuzzy ears twitch upwards at the feeling and a gasp escape her unconsciously. Her face contorted while you slurped her juices and sucked on her sopping pussy, which began to clench around nothing as her head tipped back. Her reactions were always so elegant despite the unrefined nature of the situation.

You were aware of the fact that she was in need of more contact—more satisfaction. Who were you to deny her of this?

To her delightful surprise, one of your digits made its way inside her, and this combined with the way you were eating her out, the lewd noises from your mouth, and the heartbeat she could already feel on her cunt, it had been just a matter of time before she allowed herself to moan.

You adored those sounds. They were just as precious as her.

Her walls quickly throbbed around your finger, the intensity of it growing the moment you added a new one and pressed the tips against that spongey little spot on her core. You were driving her insane with each flick of your tongue and the latest movements of your hand.

It was borderline torturous. You suckled her pussy so disgustingly well while your fingers forced that feeling of release to grow in her lower stomach to the point of her legs already spasming. She was so flustered as a thin layer of sweat coated her and made her look heavenly—way better than the evening sky right outside the building.

Her eyes rolled back the instant her vision was blurred by a white flash, and she could swear she saw stars once her orgasm washed over her. All you observed was the way Miko’s back arched, her eyes glowing pink before disappearing behind her eyelids as her long claws buried into the soft flesh of her overly abused breasts.

Maybe your newest idea would make the moment more overwhelming for her, though you didn’t seem to mind it much—you wanted to worship her thoroughly, no matter the consequences.

Your digits continued to pump in and out of her sensitive cunt, tongue savoring each drop of her saline nectar as you exploited her poor, swollen clit. Of course, this drew a mewl from her; she was trying her hardest to come down from her high and you just kept her riding it like it was nothing.

“Darling!” She moaned out, glowy eyes meeting your hungry ones as her features still held that lovely fucked-out expression that made you even wetter than she was.

Her legs continued to quiver around your head while your nose nudged her mound with each soft shake of your crown, and she knew you didn’t plan to pull away until you gave her a louder climax to quench your thirst. Insufferable even at a time like this.

Naturally, one of her hands abandoned her tits to grasp your hair and try to make you calm down, but the sudden, electrifying sensation traveling up her spine forced her to shudder and whimper. Tears were starting to prickle her eyes now, the feeling of vulnerability overly new, though not unwelcome.

She was dripping wet, so much so your fingers were having a hard time keeping themselves inside her—of course you added a new one to continue overstimulating her delicious core.

Oh, she was gone.

Her soft cry was so obscene you would have found your own release from it if only you weren’t so busy helping the woman reach hers. All she could think about at this point was how good you were, how dirty but determined you could be just for her.

Her digits twined with the messy locks of your hair, drawing you impossibly closer to her swollen cunt to almost use you to climax once again. And once she did, her grasp grew stronger and her thighs squeezed your head so firmly you wouldn’t have minded having her asphyxiate you right there and then. It would be the perfect way to go, wouldn’t it?

She moaned in a way you hadn’t heard before—fascinating. It was such a smutty and loud sound everyone in the entire nation could’ve heard her if only they paid enough attention.

Once her hips had stopped their twitchy motions, Miko’s ragged breaths filled the room while your damp lips pressed soft kisses on her inner thighs to soothe her as best as you could.

“Well done,” was all you said as you held her legs in place to rise from your spot and meet her lips with yours. The aftertaste of her orgasm was delicious, you simply wished to share it with her.

She hummed at this, finding it amusing through the haze she felt. She enjoyed the praise, though quietly, of course.

“Hm…,” it took her some time to find her voice as her trembling hand traveled up to brush a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “Sweetling… do you ever stop to think about how fortunate you are to have me by your side? Only I coddle you this way.”

You seemed to have stolen her playfulness by the way you wickedly smiled at her words, holding her sides gently as your thumb rubbed mindless patterns against her boiling hot skin. “Yes. I think about it every night and day, Miko.”

You weren’t lying. This sweet kitsune of yours was the only thing that flooded your brain constantly—and she would only continue to do so after this glorious encounter.

#xo.reblog

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xodarling · 5 months ago

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hullo!

hope you're having a decent enough day/evening. i read your latest arlecchino oneshot and mm. yes. "amateur" writer my ass.

i have come by dint of the sheer scarcity of f/f sub!yae miko content. (they ask you how you are, and you just have to say that you're fine, when you're not really fine—)

anyway, thank you for your time! happy late holidays, if you celebrate.

- 🫠 anon

worry not, i'll indulge you, anon. i hope this is to your liking.

woven tails.

+18!

cw: sub!yae miko x (dom)f!reader. overly descriptive. cunillingus. fingering. slightly public sex, if you squint. overstimulation.

wc: 3.0k

summary: you have missed your playful kitsune so much you decided to pay her a visit at the shrine.

a/n: oh, how i love this woman. this was pretty fun to write! i did quite a bit of research on kitsunes and japanese culture for this… send help, thanks!

“Yes, well… I have missed you.”

She wasn’t used to such vulnerabilities from anyone, even if you had been more open about your feelings in the past yourself.

“Are they?”

If only she knew how much you truly missed her… all of her.

“They are indeed,” the smile upon her features was one you could almost hear even though she was right behind you. “What an intrepid little thing you have turned out to be.”

Just how audacious could you really be?

“I’m aware of it, Miko. I simply can’t find myself caring when, as I said, I miss you.”

How sweet.

She would never.

It was maddening to withdraw from her at long last, though absolutely necessary. She couldn’t have you running out of breath just from a mere kiss, could she?

She wasn’t the type to surrender so easily to someone—you were that one exception.

Never mind that—you wanted full contact. That barrier would only make it worse.

It was almost frustrating how beguiling she was.

“You are enjoying this far too much, aren’t you?” She started, her tone as frolicsome as it was soft, “I suppose I should let you have your fun, hm?”

You were aware of the fact that she was in need of more contact—more satisfaction. Who were you to deny her of this?

You adored those sounds. They were just as precious as her.

Maybe your newest idea would make the moment more overwhelming for her, though you didn’t seem to mind it much—you wanted to worship her thoroughly, no matter the consequences.

“Darling!” She moaned out, glowy eyes meeting your hungry ones as her features still held that lovely fucked-out expression that made you even wetter than she was.

She was dripping wet, so much so your fingers were having a hard time keeping themselves inside her—of course you added a new one to continue overstimulating her delicious core.

Oh, she was gone.

She moaned in a way you hadn’t heard before—fascinating. It was such a smutty and loud sound everyone in the entire nation could’ve heard her if only they paid enough attention.

Once her hips had stopped their twitchy motions, Miko’s ragged breaths filled the room while your damp lips pressed soft kisses on her inner thighs to soothe her as best as you could.

She hummed at this, finding it amusing through the haze she felt. She enjoyed the praise, though quietly, of course.

You weren’t lying. This sweet kitsune of yours was the only thing that flooded your brain constantly—and she would only continue to do so after this glorious encounter.

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xodarling · 5 months ago

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this is insulting

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xodarling · 6 months ago

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………….🎾

Robin x g!pcowgirl part 2??

all hat no cattle - xodarling

includes: sub!robin, g!p reader, breeding, cowgirl!reader, riding, oral, degrading, exhibitionism kinda, praise, overstimulation, squirting, reader gets called ma’am

a/n: merry xmas gang

“ohh.. fucckkk..” robin deliriously moaned, drool dripping down the valley right between her breasts. she wrapped her arms around your neck, fingers digging into her your hair so she could anchor herself. your calloused hands cupped her ass, squeezing the globes of fat, leaving harsh slaps with each thrust you send.

you leaned back and looked at the singer, losing herself on your dick, riding like her life depended on it. “look at you…” you hum, fixing the hat, your hat, that sat right on her head. her walls ran up and down your shaft, squeezing you in their warmth. you already came so many times, yet this insatiable birdie begged for more and more.

robin let out a squeal, “oh, god! again…!” she screamed, twitching rapidly likes she was being electrocuted. her wings flapped repeatedly, riding you desperately to extend her orgasm. “there we go… that’s my girl.” you praised, dragging her hips up and down your shaft with your hands. you sucked in a sharp breath, fuck, she was tight.

it felt like she was trying to suck you in, squeezing your cock so desperately. robin kept riding even though her hips were exhausted and her core was so overwhelmed by the constant orgasms. your hands roam over her smooth body, ogling at the sight of such beauty, “my, my,” you mutter, pinching her nipples.

robin let out a growl, unlike the many other sounds she made tonight, her movement was now renewed with vigor, riding you like her life depended on it. with a swift slap at her chest, robin lifted herself off of your cock and began to spurt out her juices all over you. robin twitches and whines, her body twitching with each wave of slick.

she collapses on top of you, wrapping her arms around your neck and sighing. you pat her back in a soothing manner, pressing kisses on her neck and shoulder. poor thing, she thinks you’re done. “darlin’..?” you whisper, chuckling at the way she whimpers in response, she’s conscious, that’s good.

you swiftly lift her up from you, taking her to the window, the open window. you have a shit-eating grin on your face as you push her to her knees, you slap your cock a few times on her face and tease, “c’mon, clean this mess up.” talking about the juices she left all over you. oh, the size was even more intimidating up close, robin whimpered before meekly licking at the underside of it.

what started off as some tiny licks, turned into debauched sucking off your dick. robin rolled her eyes back and moaned, losing herself over the taste of you. “there we go, you sweet thing.” your hand tangles itself in her soft hair, guiding her up and down your shaft. robin admitted early at the bar she was inexperienced, it doesn’t feel like it, she is a damn good cocksucker.

you let her bob her head up and down your cock for a while, groaning at times. the way her drool dripped down your shaft was perverted, robin didn’t seem to care, she was out of it. then, you felt that familiar wave coming your balls, you threw your head back and bit your lip to conceal any pleasured sounds from your mouth.

right before you could cum down her throat, you harshly pulled her off, making her whimper. your strength was admirable with the way you pulled her up and pressed her against the window. as you teased her slit, reality set in for poor little robin, “wait! everyone could see me!” she softly said, looking down at the many innocent passerby. “let them.” you groan, pushing yourself in her again, “you love it, ain’t that right?” she whimpers and wiggles her hips, “yes, ma’am.”

“good. good girl,” you praised. with the added exposure of potential eyes out the window, robin’s walls had tightened. it was addicting. wasting no time, you started to plow your hips against hers, letting out a strained groan. robin chirped in glee, arching her back, mirroring your thrusts.

“miss robin gettin’ fucked in a window,” you started, pulling her hair back with a tight grip, “what if they see? what if they recognize you? what if they record it?” you taunt in her ear, only going faster and harder with each question. she should be ashamed, embarrassed. yet, all she does it whine and tighten around your twitching dick.

you snicker at her clenching walls, sending a swift slap at her ass, “you like that? bein’ recorded while fucked?” you lean in, pressing your chest against her back. it was endearing how she nodded and whined perversely.

your cock pressed against her g-spot mercilessly, thrusting into her like a jackhammer. the sound of skin on skin and both of your noises only made everything more erotic. robin’s nails scratched against the window, her breasts smushed against the glass, making her more exposed, more whored out.

she cries out your name, meek sobs leaving her heaving chest, “please, let me cum, please,” she begs with her hoarse voice, “needy bitch, wantin’ more,” you hissed out. on cue, your thrusts turned belligerent, her ass turning red from your fierce pounding. a string of shrill whines and babbles flew from her swollen lips, eyes rolling back from the intense pleasure.

“pleasepleasepleaseplease…!” she begged and begged. not slowing down, you reached around and started to rub swift circles on her twitching clit. her cunt must be sore after all this. “take it. you begged for it, now take it,” you huffed, scowling as you focused on fucking her to oblivion. it felt like one wrong move and you’d cum, she was just so tight.

then, robin’s delicate body stiffened up, only trembling rapidly. one harsh thrust sent her spiraling down, a raw, primal scream ripping from her throat. her hips stuttered before she splashed her slick all over you, a cock-drunk whine leaving her mouth with every spurt of liquid.

her eyes were rolled back to her skull, and a thin layer of sweat covered her body. her walls repeatedly squeezed around your shaft, her orgasm getting longer and harder with each pound. it felt like years until her orgasm ended, her soft limbs shaking like a leaf.

even as she whined for you to slow down, you kept fucking her, chasing your own orgasm. your calloused hands gripped her arms, using them as anchors so you could fuck her harder. damn, was she addicting.

you let out a dominating growl, pressing her completely against the window. your hips bucked twice then you filled her cunt with your cum, your nut painting her walls a shade of white. you didn’t let up, bucking into her pussy until your balls we’re completely drained inside of her cunt.

both of you let out exhausted sighs when you let up. your body plopping against hers to rest. it took both of you a while to recover, just sitting there, covered in sweat while you held her close. then, you reluctantly pulled out, ogling at your cum dripping out of her and the way she whimpered from the emptiness.

“that was…” she struggled to stand up straight, using your body as a cane to hold herself up, “thank you,” she looked up at you doe-eyed. your chapped lips curved into a smile, leaning and closing the gap between your lips. robin sighed against your mouth, placing a hand on your chest.

abruptly, your hand pushed her down onto her knees again, your dick standing semi-erect in front of her. she looked meek kneeling in front of you, it only made your shaft twitch in delight.

“it’s still night, girl. we ain’t close to bein’ done.”

#dom!reader #honkai star rail smut #honkai star rail x reader #dom reader #hsr x reader #robin honkai star rail x reader #robin hsr smut #robin smut #robin x reader #robin honkai star rail smut #wlw smut #lesbian

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xodarling · 6 months ago

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#comeback #almostfinishedwithfic

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xodarling · 7 months ago

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Pookie where are u ☹️

dead 🪦

im jk rowling ‼️ i have been trying to write more but like… the more i try the worse my attention span gets im not jking 😒 i cannot focus for the life of me

BUT i promise SOEMTHIG will get posted. idk when but im trying guys plz be patient im dyslexic 😖

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xodarling · 9 months ago

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https://x.com/DIrresponsibly?t=thyRynsVEgu4aAL6WUdzBg&s=09 for more Silver Wolf content (love them)

WOOHOO 🥳🥳 thank you for yhe food 🙏🙏

ok but like… pet play and wolfie😏 or better yet bringing in the omegaverse for her breedable ass. omega!silver wolf and alpha!reader, teehee😌. silver wolf jus vibing yk, prob playing her stupid games or something and then her heat hits, her with little wolf ears and a tail to rlly complete her wolf name. just imagine how red her cheeks get and how she starts squirming, her cunt is practically begging to get filled and ur nowhere nearby 😖

her humping a pillow in the meantime, trying her hardest to replicate the feeling of you fucking her, but its just a pillow… it’s barely doing anything. still, she keeps rubbing her twitching clit against the pillowcase, whimpering quietly. the sweat all over her body got so intense that she totally stripped, her bare body hitting the cold air of her bedroom and her tail and ears twitching while she humps like a dog.

getting so distracted by just that small bit of friction she doesnt notice you walking in or greeting her. entering the bedroom and seeing your wolfie humping a pillow and getting wafted by the smell of her heat. ☺️ and like any sane woman or enby, u obv have to fuck her, i mean just smelling her scent brought you into such a rut. it took her by surprise by it wasn’t unwelcome, you picking her up and bending her over to shove yourself inside her.

u barely had to hold her up shes just so small, seeing how easily she bruised and how her tail kept on wagging made you go so much harder. and wolfie couldnt be happier, finally getting filled, becoming whole again, it was so euphoric her slick kept on dripping down your shaft no matter how many times she came.

breeding her so many times its guaranteed that she’ll carry your litter, feeling her tummy bulge with your cock, you just had to bend her into any position you could☺️ seeing her fucked out expression when you finally knot her, her letting out such a dreamy whine and her lips curling into a smile. all fucked out and bred for u 😚

HEEHE wolfie 🥰🥰

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xodarling · 9 months ago

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robin x g!pcowgirl robin x g!pcowgirl robin x g!pcowgirl teehee

you two meeting on a planet far, far from penacony, a planet identical to the american frontier. she was on her galaxy tour, shes seen many regions and climates but never something like this. when she landed she decided to roam on this foreign land, all in disguise of course. she landed in a saloon, filled with all the stereotypes from the wild west, she sits at the bar and notices you, an attractive woman who noticed her back.

being so entranced by her you buy her a drink despite how many times she offers instead, one drink leads to two, then two leads to god knows how many. robin leaning against you while your arms around her shoulder, the words coming from both of you went from friendly to flirty with each drink that came into your mouths. the two of you get kicked out by the bartender for being to drunk and handsy with one another, but there is a hotel down the block…

robin was flustered when you offered, she could you press against her with her arms around your neck. you were so tall, she felt ridiculously tiny next to you. it was most likely the alcohol but she couldnt stop herself from agreeing to stay with you for the night. once that hotel door shut it was like a switch flipped in both your brains, your hands roamed each others bodies and your lips crashed against each other

it was so quick, you had robin bent into a mating press, growling and cursing as you drilled her into the mattress. “take it… take it you damned slut…” you whispered in her ear, her wings flapping. she was so inexperienced her wings were flapping rapidly, smacking the bed in time with your thrusts. and when you said you were close… robin could feel all the dignity in her leave as she begged and begged for a stranger’s baby. “o-oh…! plea- ah! please, inside, inside! fillmefillmefillme!”

nutting in her so many time her poor abused pussy gushes out cum with her every breath, her legs twitching in pleasure. letting her straddle your hips, her twitching legs struggling to keep her stable as she slides onto your dick. how beautiful she looked all fucked out for you, you press a hand onto her stomach and use your other to place your hat on her head. you coo and take two handfuls off her ass, beginning to drag her up and down your shaft, “giddy up, cowgirl.”

AGGHHKFBFDKD D robin robin robin

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xodarling · 9 months ago

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Can i request pregnant bela x gp reader where they have sex because of her hormones going all over the place?

and maybe add breeding and lactation to it 😁😁

Absolutely! Let’s get into it :)🙌

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With a groan, you open your eyes, your entire body feeling heavy and light at the same time. You feel something at your waist and clumsily reach down, eyes barely open as your hands come in contact with colder ones.

Your eyes meet Bela’s, whose golden ones are wide. You recognize the look on her face immediately, a small, self-satisfied smirk coming across your lips at your realization.

You can’t help it, really.

It’s just still such a rewarding sight to find your put-together darling in such clear need of getting fucked.

Had someone told you pregnancy would change the typical good girl this much, you wouldn’t have believed them. Alas, Bela finds herself needy nearly every morning, whimpering and moaning, straddling you and practically jerking you off through your pants even as you’re still waking up.

The hormones are really getting to the poor thing, causing her to experience not only quite intense mood swings, but perhaps even more so, they have the blonde feel in the mood nearly every day, her body, mind and hormones begging for more even as you ruin her body each day.

And neither of you would have it any other way.

She regenerates fast, anyway, allowing you to ruin her all over again, over, and over, and over again.

She gasps when you grip her wrists this time though, just when she’s about to pull down your pants.

“Ah-Ah-Ah, we ask for what we want, Bela. Use your words”

You know it’s cruel to tease her like this, especially as you’re the one to have caused her pregnancy, too.

Ah, but Bela is so very cute when she begs, you just can’t help it.

“Please, my love”, she whispers back. You only now notice that it must still be in the middle of the night.

The poor thing’s squirming as she kneels by your side, her nipples poking through her light nightdress. You lick your lips at the sight of them.

Eagerly, you lift your hips and push down your pants, releasing her wrists in favor of cupping her full breasts instead.

“A-Ah!”, she gasps immediately at the contact.

Through the nightdress you see droplets of white, clear milk spill from her sore nipples, slowly dipping against the fabric.

She turns her head, her cheeks flushed pink and warm in embarrassment. You lick your lips again at the mere sight of her.

“Ah! Love…!”, she gasps at another squeeze of your greedy hands.

Between your thighs you already feel your cock hardening, slowly rising to attention at the sight of her large, leaking breasts.

Bela gasps when she’s pushed on her back, her wrists once again held above her. “You’re beautiful”, you hum.

In the moonlight that comes in through her window, her pale skin almost glistens.

You allow yourself to slowly peel the nightdress off her, revealing more of her creamy skin.

Her thick thighs, beautifully soft for you, leading up to her soft and eager pussy. You lick your lips at its sight, your cock twitching and aching already.

You know her advanced healing has the poor thing become tight by far too fast. And while you should pity your darling Bela- perhaps- you can’t help but feel excited. A pregnant pussy as tight as a virgin’s. Your cock aches painfully at the thought, so much so you need to reach down and stroke yourself to soothe it.

Her adorably sensitive clit stands barely tucked beneath the hood, her lips parting easily when you spread them with your fingers.

Bela lays obediently in place, even keeping her wrists above her head as you inspect her body as you like to do occasionally. She doesn’t mind. It merely gets her even wetter and flustered.

“Mhmm, so wet already, Bela. Good girl”, you praise lowly, and she gasps when you dare dip a finger into her hot wetness.

She’s creamy and hot for you already, awaiting your touches, and more.

Your hand moves up her mound and to her round stomach, which you cup and rub gently.

You lean your head against it, smiling softly before you press a single kiss against it.

“Would you believe that I want to breed you all over again, when you haven’t even birthed our first baby yet?”, you coo. Bela squirms below you.

“Pregnancy looks so good on you”, you praise, then dip your hand lower again, the tip of your middle finger poking into her. “I can’t wait to pump you full again, to keep your stomach permanently round”, you giggle. “Do you think they’ll suspect something? When I keep getting you pregnant, over and over again?”

She’s squirming adorably, her cute hips wiggling below you.

You hover over her now, your body as though on fire.

“May I, pretty girl?”

Her golden eyes flash to you in an instant, and she giggles softly. “Please…!”, she begs breathlessly.

You waste no time, gripping your aching cock and guiding it towards her bare pussy.

She gasps under you, grabbing onto your arms and shoulders when your tip pushes inside.

“Fuck…!”, you groan loudly. She’s so warm, so tight, so creamy for you..you can barely keep yourself from ramming into her.

If it wasn’t for her pregnancy, you’d have your lover pushed in a mating press position already, furiously thrusting into her over and over again and pumping her full as you have so many times in the past.

Instead, you hold her jaw and tip it to the side, your tongue dragging along her sensitive neck.

She squirms and whimpers, her creamy pussy slowly allowing more of you to slide into her.

She’s trembling around you, her body perfect for you only.

You love this about her, too, how very sensitive Bela is at all times and all spots.

Her pussy, trembling and aching around you, creamy juices dripping around your tip and slowly escaping from her hole. Her neck, a single lick and bite along it enough to make her moan and squirm loudly.

You do just that, your hand sliding to cover her open mouth instead when her loud moans turn louder and louder, surely enough to wake others in the castle.

At this, she moans even more.

Your breasts push up against hers and you laugh lowly as more milk drips from her. The poor thing is moaning wildly, her nails digging into your back and causing delicious blood to drip from you.

“That’s my girl. Show me how good this feels”, you coo in her ear, your lips pursuing as you blow cool air against the wet spots on her neck.

Bela’s shivering adorably below you, your praise and words are clearly doing things to her- as they always have.

You groan as you push inside some more, nestling half of your entire length inside her juicy, warm pussy.

She’s grunting and moaning, squirming helplessly as you tear her open. You suck at her neck, humming sweetly against her.

“You’re so tight, my pretty girl. Tell me how it feels”, you demand lowly.

Your hands move to her breasts as she squirms, her lips parting when she desperately attempts to answer you. As always, she’s your good girl. You smirk at her.

“So-o good, my love”, she moans breathlessly.

“That’s it, my good girl”, you coo at the soon-to-be mommy.

You groan lowly as you push yourself deeper in, her beautiful back arching slightly off the mattress at the almost painful intrusion. Then, she falls back down on the bed wholly, still somewhat unused to the weight of her round stomach.

Your hands slide to her breasts and squeeze, a somewhat sadistic smile on your lips when she shrieks in pain and pleasure and you push the last bit of your cock deep into her.

Again, you moan loudly.

You once heard a rumor of pregnant pussy being better than regular one, though your darling Bela proves you this.

She’s so warm, so sensitive and spongey, wet and creamy and all for you.

You trap her sore and puffy nipples between your fingers, rolling them between them and causing sweet gasps and shrieks to fall from her unpainted lips.

Poor Bela is cumming fast already, her pussy so tight you don’t dare move just yet.

Milk drips from her leaking nipples and runs down her breasts to her stomach, then down to her sides.

Then, the sensitive thing shivers as the droplets travel, until your fingers eventually catch them before they get the chance to wet the bed.

“Play with your nipples”, you command, positioning your hands at the sides of her head.

Even coming down from an orgasm, Bela is such a good girl for you and obeys instantly.

She hisses and moans, whimpers sweet nothings as she tugs and squeezes, her pussy equally squeezing you in return.

Shivering, you begin thrusting faster. You moan loudly, her cute little whimpers matching your loud groans.

“You look so beautiful, Bela”, you hum, practically feeling what your words do to her when she tightens around you. Her beautiful body squirms below you, milk dribbling past her nimble fingers and across her sides.

Your mouth is watering at the taste and feel of her and your hand once again slips over her mouth when she moans a little too loud.

Your darling Bela, never able to stay quiet when she feels so very good.

“Let’s not wake your sisters, hm?”, you coo with another powerful thrust into her. Your balls ache with the desire to empty yourself in her already. “They don’t need to hear their older sister being bred, yeah?”, you tease, another thrust into her causing a loud slap of your hips being heard in the room.

She moans against your hand, her body on fire.

Soon, you feel her hips rolling sinfully, as though trying to match your pace. You smile, even as your eyes struggle to stay open at the face of the pleasure you feel.

“That’s my girl”, you praise, groaning again.

You feel the familiar curl in your stomach, the ache and bubbly feeling that indicates you won’t last much longer.

You don’t worry, though. You know, the submissive blonde won’t last long either, her body far too sensitive for her own good, each orgasm only adding to this sensitivity.

“Spread your legs wider”, you command lowly, the words a mere whisper in her ear. She moans below your hand, and again the good girl does as she’s told.

You feel your balls slapping against her ass with every thrust into her, the wet squirting sound of her soaked pussy driving both of you closer to the edge. She’s moaning louder and louder, her breaths warm against your palm. She’s fisting the bedsheets tightly, pale grey-ish knuckles turning even lighter. You’re surprised she hasn’t yet torn through them, the same way she has torn her nails through your back.

You feel yourself getting close to the edge and chase the feeling, sitting up and thrusting so your free hand can snake down between her legs.

The sensitive thing jerks adorably when your index fingertip brushes against her clit, the small pearl already glistening in wetness.

“Mhhmmgm! Mfnmph!”, she moans. More milk spills from her breasts, which seems to only have her feel more sensitive.

She squirms adorably as the droplets run down her body, her nipples pink and swollen. Soon, her clit looks the same under your skillful fingers.

Bela cums first, her nails shredding at the wet bed sheets below, her expression truly adorable, her scream muffled by your hand.

Her golden eyes are closed, but you know she feels everything just the same.

As such, her beautiful eyes open wide when you follow her lead, warm, thick cum shot into her.

Her brows furrow and a squeak is pulled from her when you grip her chin and have her look at you.

“Nice and warm, my pretty girl?”, you coo, feeling your warm sperm surround your cock and stick to her spongy insides.

She nods, fast. “Yes, my love, yes!”, she hums, as though only calm now that she’s cum again and feels you inside.

You allow yourself to slip out of her again and watch momentarily as the thick cum drips from her. She’s squirming again, unable to see due to her round stomach, but certainly able to feel the sperm drip out of her.

You grab some of the torn bed sheets and clean yourself up, then take another and gently clean her. She hisses lowly at the feeling, her pussy stretched open yet again. You can’t help but wince a little, knowing it’ll be tight again in mere hours. Childbirth will be hard on the poor thing.

“All good, my love?”, you whisper when you’re done. When she nods contentedly, you pull her back in your arms and press a gentle kiss to her slightly sweaty forehead.

“I love you”, you whisper, then drop your hand and rub gently at her stomach. “And I will love you”, you add with a smile.

“We love you, too”, she whispers back, a small smile on her lips as she curls up at you, ready to get back to sleep yet again.

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