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dark-and-kawaii · 6 months

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༺ 𝒯𝒾𝑒𝒻𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒸𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓈 ༻

Just some random headcanons I have for my three favorites, Zevlor, Dammon, and Rolan!! I hope you enjoy these!

Fluff - NSFW

- 𝒵𝑒𝓋𝓁𝑜𝓇 -

Our soft sweet man is just such a softie in bed.

Zevlor is so afraid of hurting you while bedding you, he absolutely hesitates at first asking you if you're sure, if this is really okay, that he's not worth your time, and that he’s afraid you’ll get hurt.

You'll definitely have to be the one to initiate the relationship, and you're 100% going to need to be the one who initiates sex.

Loves when you rake your nails gently down his sides and won't stop you from playing with his tail... He gets really flustered when you go for his tail during sex. The way he moans as you rub your hand over the tip of his tail causes him to groan and moan, Zevlor tries to bite back the sound but at times it's hard to contain such noises.

This isn't a boy, this is an absolute man. Degrading nicknames are pretty much off the table for him simply because he has so much respect for you. Now you could probably convince him to say a few things here and there, but it's so out of character for him and he never thought his red skin could get much redder until you get him to call you his "whore". Zevlor will always tell you afterwards, “You know i didn’t mean that, correct? I would never look at you in such a way.”

He loves you and he wants you to know that, Zevlor never wants you to feel like an object. To him you are his person, his life partner who helped him save his people and defenseless children.

Oh gods, if you helped him keep the children safe that alone makes him view you in such a bright light. He loves kids and the thought of having his own has crossed his mind more than he'd like to admit.

Holding you in his arms is something he cherishes deeply, he worries it might be the last everytime so he always gives you one last tight, but soft, squeeze. It's almost like he's memorizing the feeling of your body against his.

Loves to pepper you with kisses while on top of you! Every time he finishes he brings his head up to look at you with a tender smile before saying, "I love you."

Whether it's after a passionate moment, or simply going to sleep this man will wrap his tail around your thigh. If Zevlor is spooning you he will drape his tail over your hip or legs. Not only does this comfort him but it also reassures him that he's not alone anymore and that he has someone to protect other than his people.

Zevlor will always sleep on the side closest to any door or cave entrance; that way he can be the first they attack, giving you time to escape. He's incredibly selfless.

This man gets incredibly worried if you come back to him with an injury of any kind! He might even scold you, “What were you thinking?!” Will tend to your wounds like a professional -he’s done this several times thanks to being a hellrider-, and once he’s done wrapping you he’ll hold your hand begging you to be more careful next time.

- 𝒟𝒶𝓂𝓂𝑜𝓃 -

Is so awkward at first, like oh my god he is so awkward if he has a crush on you. Will hold your hand and just kinda shake it before letting it go.

Blushing and hiding his face is something that happens if you walk over to him just to admire his work.

He has a few moods in bed, soft, rough, and playful. Our incredibly handsome blacksmith has a dirty book stashed in his house so like common we all know he’s into some freaky stuff.

Will lift you in his arms before either tossing you on his bed or laying you down gently, always expect a kiss on your neck once he’s back on top of you.

If you don’t grab his horns while you two are connected he’s going to be disappointed, won’t ever say anything to you about it, but he loves when you play with them or use them as leverage while riding him.

I definitely like to think Dammon is an expert at shibari, so expect to be tied up. I think deep down he’d love to have you tied up while he works, teasing you every so often until he’s finished the sword he’s been working hard on.

Likes to graze your skin with his sharp teeth and nails, he loves the way you shiver in response.

Tail play? Absolutely a thing with our babe Dammon. He will tease your slit and clit with his tail and if you’re slick enough he’ll slowly push it inside you. He won’t ever purposely try to hurt you and if you wince the slightest he’ll withdraw his tail and apologize. Only when you’re comfortable enough will he try again.

Likes to wrap his tail around you in general. Dammon loves it when you visit him while he’s working because he knows you’ll come from behind to hug him and his tail just naturally curls around you.

He’s a tail guy, it's hard for him to control his tail at times but if he’s happy you’ll know not only because of his eyes but also his tail.

If you’re a tiefling expect his tail to be entwined with your own.

Coming back to him with an injury is something he never likes to witness. It hurts him, like it really hurts him. He isn’t some hellrider or fighter like you or zevlor, he’s just a simple blacksmith who isn’t that strong on the battlefield -we all saw that 8 HP-. So how in the hells is he supposed to keep you safe, even when he thinks he’s made the toughest armor and you still come back with a wound… Oh gods it kills him. He feels like he failed you and failed as a blacksmith.

Dammon will always want to tend to your wounds, it's the least he could do since he feels so crummy about it. Will get as gentle as he can be, he’s pretty quiet during the process and you’ll be the one asking him what's wrong. He’ll sigh and pause momentarily until he tells you what's going through his mind. A simple caress to his cheek is all it takes for him to smile at you before placing a kiss where he just patched up.

No doubt Dammon wants kids, plural. I think he’d like at least three children, the gender doesn’t even matter so long as they’re all healthy :,)

- 𝑅𝑜𝓁𝒶𝓃 -

This bitch, this stubborn, high maintenance tiefling, GOD I LOVE HIM.

Let’s get one thing straight, he prefers to be on the bottom.

Rolan doesn’t mind being on top but he much rather you do the work so he can watch your hips grind down on him. Loves to admire your body, like he really likes to admire you. You’re the most stunning female he’s ever met, won’t tell you that of course, but he thinks it every single time you’re on top of him.

Doesn’t like quickies, sex is a form of art to him and he likes to take his time and be one with you. He didn’t pick you to be his because he wanted to get off quickly, he chose you because he loves you and likes to be in your presence. That’s a rare thing for him and he intends to take advantage of that.

There’s only one place he likes a good quickie and that’s when he’s at Sorcerous Sundries. It’s also when he takes the most control, pinning you against that bookshelf he was just rifling through, the books falling off the shelves, it’s chaotic but he surprisingly doesn't mind it.

Something Rolan really enjoys is when he’s reading a new book and you come to him wanting to be in his lap. He used to find it obnoxious and would tell you that he’s busy, but when you stopped your attempts it made him feel strange… He never had a family besides his siblings, what if he becomes the reason you run off… The thought of you abandoning him because of his attitude pushed him to start asking you if you’d like to sit in his lap while he studies. Rolan still found it infuriating at first, but the more he allowed it the more he started to enjoy it. Now he finds himself holding you as if you’d vanish with one arm, his hand always resting at your thigh or the small of your back with his book in the other all while smiling pleasantly.

Has zero interest in kids, like it's going to take some convincing -even then good luck-. I can only assume he had a rough upbringing and I'm also assuming he was abandoned by his biological family. This has left a sour taste in his mouth when it comes to kids. “We have a perfectly good life now, why ruin it with a whiny one?”

Coming home with an injury??? Yeah you better expect, no you already know you wont hear the end of it. He’ll mock you for wanting to be the hero again and tell you how incredibly stupid it was of you to run off defending others when you should be more worried about yourself.

As he bandages your arm it's quiet, the only noise coming from the crackling fire. You’re silent, not wanting to speak with him after he berated you. Rolan is the one to speak up, telling you that he just worries. Its rare to see him with his walls down, even after being in a relationship for so long, but he breaks the walls as he stands to look at his bandage work. “You, Cal, and Lia are all i have… Please, don’t try something like this again. For my sake.” You aren’t sure what to say, he’s never sounded so hurt, so vulnerable. It’s the perfect time to tease him, “Are you getting sentimental on me?” He’ll just glare at you telling you to shush and to go get some rest.

Enjoys watching you, Cal, and Lia getting along. While you three joke and have your arms over one another’s shoulders while cheersing, Rolan can’t stop smiling. As soon as you turn around though his smile fades and he tells all three of you, “you’re all idiots, honestly.”

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 zevlor #baldurs gate 3 zevlor #Zevlor #zevlor x tav #Dammon #dammon bg3 #dammon x tav #bg3 rolan #rolan #rolan x tav #zevlor x reader #dammon x reader #rolan x reader

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satorusugurugurl · 29 days

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I hope this does not give too much pressure, but I have a request? I LOVED LOVED the fanfic about satosugu and reader with them being very, very rough after a tough work project/trip. Then I thought about it being a angsty?? Love a good angst

This is your account so it’s completely up to you to write or not!! I was thinking that after a while SatoSugu have another rough week. When the come back, the don’t immediately take it out through sex. Instead, they just bottle it up. Reader tries to comfort them about it but they ignore her or act snappy. Reader isn’t a pushover, but she is very understanding and patient. She lets them be mean, (it still hurt though) and just stays calm. She also had her own rough week while they were gone, but she doesn’t really show it. When they come back angry, she was hoping to forget her pain with them, but she only got their cold shoulder and words.

The next day when she comes home from another rough workday, she notices that they seemed to still be angry and agitated from their work trip. They suggest she take the next two days off, and she immediately knew what was coming. (Full consent given from her) She was feeling sensitive from her own turmoil/stress and the duo’s coldness, but she didn’t think too much of it.

While the roughness did feel good at first, it slowly became too much. They were too rough, far too rough. Their harsh words hurt. Their harsh hands hurt. The rope/ribbon hurt. Everything hurt, but was she overreacting? She was scared of disappointing them and ruining the mood I guess. She tried to look alright, but her cries slowly let out from the pain and emotional hurt.

They noticed it… Reader apologizes, but the duo is like, “Um no why are YOU sorry? This is on US.” SatoSugu realize their mistake and take care her mwah!! It was just a small dump, I’m so so sorry! As much as I LOVE writing, I’ll never be too confident enough to put this out. Even if I were to, writing styles will always be different. (Plus, I love the way other people write, just like yours!!)

Sorry it’s so so long!

- Moni Anon (first time requesting… kind of shy)

Shock

Characters: Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, FAB!Reader

Pairing: SatoSugu X FAB!Reader

Word Count: 2,659

Warnings: Blood, death, shock, nightmares, PTSD, rough sex, choking, riding crop, shibari, degradation, emotional breakdown, crying, aftercare

A/N: I loved this request! Angst is like some of my favorite stuff to write! 🥲 I love a good sad story.

Part One

The morgue was cold. But it wasn't as cold as your hands. You stood at the sink, scrubbing at them with soap and water. You hadn't realized the hot water had been running so long; it had turned icy cold. But you had to keep scrubbing them because you could still feel the tacky blood coating them.

Their blood, their blood that was hot and flowed through your fingers when you tried to stop the bleeding. Blood that stained your clothes. The blood is quite literally on your hands.

You tried, tried so damn hard to save the assistant supervisor who was with you on your mission. The information the higher-ups had given you was wrong. The curse you had exorcized wasn't the only one lingering in the building. There had been two, and after the first was taken care of, you and the assistant supervisor were headed out. The second curse attacked. Slicing at you, you had barely managed to dodge it. Getting cut on the cheek. The young woman, however, had her blood splattered on the concrete.

After the other spirit was dealt with, you rushed to her side. She cried as you tried to tell her she would be okay as you called for Ijichi. But the cut was too deep; she lost too much blood, and you watched the light fade from her eyes. Leaving you alone, stained with her blood.

Your mind snapped out of the bloody memory as someone turned the water off. They gently grabbed your hands, drying them off, pulling you out of the trance you were in. Shoko eyes you before gently leading you to the chairs lining the walls, ushering you to sit down. Reluctantly, you listened, plopping down and looking at your hands.

“I'm going to call Satoru and Suguru to tell them what's happened.”

Your head jerked up, “N-No, don't do that. I’m fine!” Shoko shook her head, leaning against the wall. “Shoko, please, really, I’m fine, I swear.”

“Y/N, I left ten minutes ago. You were washing your hands then, and I found you still washing them? You're in shock; I can't let you leave like this.”

“Please, I don't want to bother them. They just got back from a rough mission.”

“And you didn't?”

Your friend's words were searing into you like hot needles. She was right in a sense; you had just gotten back from a rough mission, but so had your boyfriends. They were gone for a week. Having to travel overseas to deal with several grade-one curses. The two of them handled it, taking down the curse users with them. But when they got home this morning, they headed to the room jet lagged and annoyed over each other, claiming they needed space and sleep.

If Shoko called them, they would be more irritable. You wanted them to get as much rest as they could. They worked their asses off. You being in shock was a minimal issue to involve them in. You would be okay—eventually.

“Y/N, I’m not comfortable letting you go home alone,” Shoko repeated, sitting on one of the chairs beside you.

“Okay, what about Yaga or Nanami then?”

You were so thankful that Shoko agreed with your proposition that Ijichi drove you and Nanami back to your house. Nanami was quiet the whole time, stealing the occasional glance at you, watching as you stared at your hands. It wasn't until Ijichi parked in front of your house that Nanami cleared his throat, catching your attention.

“I think you need to take a couple of days off.” His glasses gleamed. “I'm going to talk to Yaga about it. You're in no state to work right now. You need time to process what happened.”

Swallowing hard, you opened the door to the car. “I appreciate your concern, Nanami, but I’ll be okay.” You attempted to give him your best smile. “I got this.” The look on your friend's face screamed that he knew you were lying.

“Regardless of your ploy to fool me or downplay how much you're hurting, I will still talk to Principal Yaga.”

“And I’ll see you tomorrow. Thanks again, Nanami.”

You waved the car off before rubbing Your still-freezing hands together. Things would be better once you got inside. Satoru and Suguru were back, and you could relax, forget about work, and just be together.

As you approached the door, Satoru came out, black sunglasses on as he shut the door. “Oh, hi Satoru, welcome home!” You put on your best smile, approaching him.

“Hi, I'm heading out.” His tone was sharp and as cold as your hands.

“You’re not staying here?”

He pulled his sunglasses down, revealing his blue eyes. “No, I need to get out. Suguru is driving me insane. I’m going shopping.” He waved you off as if dismissing you.

“Oh, well, if you give me a few minutes, I could go with you?”

“Don’t take this the wrong way.” He kept walking, not even looking back at you. “I don’t wanna be around either of you right now.”

Ouch, that stung. But you just gave him a weak smile before heading inside. “Be safe.”

Alright, so Satoru needed some space, but Suguru might be in a better mood. Heading towards his room, you knocked and waited for him to respond. Only he didn’t. Your stomach twisted in knots as you hit again, a little harder this time.

A loud groan sounded behind the door before you listened to the floorboards creaking. The door flung open, and Suguru cocked an eyebrow as he eyed you. He looked exhausted and pissy, but he didn’t say anything as he glared at you.

“W-Welcome home.”

“Mhm.”

“Uhm, Satoru left. Do you wanna watch a movie or get something to eat?”

Suguru shook his head, dark streams of hair falling in his face. “No.” Your cold fingers twitched as you took a deep breath. Just as you opened your mouth, Suguru sighed, jabbing his thumb against the center of his forehead. “Y/N, please, I don’t have the patience or energy to entertain you. Please go away.” The door slammed in your face, leaving you staring at the wood grain in stunned silence.

Okay, well, that was unexpected. When the boys came back from a mission like this, you all usually had sex, taking the aggression out in the rawest way you could. This cold shoulder attitude was something new. Alien and strange, making my stomach ache.

After last week and especially today, you hoped to spend time with them. Snuggling them, forgetting about the horrors you had witnessed. Instead, you have a door in your face.

Nothing you could say or do to change their minds and attitudes. Everyone dealt with anger, stress, and exhaustion in their ways. Theirs happened to be wanting to spend time by themselves. Which was perfectly fine, but they could have at least been a bit nicer about it.

You spent the entirety of your night in your room after a hot shower. You lay there hugging your pillow as you stared blankly at the wall. Every time you started to doze off, you would see blood splattering the floor, hear wheezed, gurgled breathing, and see the light fade from that poor girl's eyes. You hardly slept at all, restlessly tossing and turning.

You were relieved when your alarm went off, ushering you to start your day. You got ready, and not once did you see your partners. Both doors to their rooms shut. Neither one came out to see you off, making your stomach turn.

At work, you put on a smile, trying to joke with the first and second years, but everyone could see your fragile state. From the dark circles under your eyes to how you disassociated during training. So you weren’t surprised when Principal Yaga came into your classroom and told you that you would be taking the next week off.

“You need to focus on recovering. If you need more time, call me.”

His words hummed in your ears all the way home. How pathetic were you? Allowing a young girl to be killed. A mandatory week off of work, and on top of all that, your partners were pissy and avoiding you. This, indeed, was one of the lowest two days of your life. You can’t remember the last time you’d felt this lowly, lost in the dark.

“I’m home.” You announced as you entered the house. Not expecting a response since both of them weren’t up when you left.

“Y/N,” Satoru said as you felt him press against your back. “Need you to do us a favor.”

Your body tensed as a blindfold was placed over your eyes. “You’ll need to call out of work for the next few days,” Suguru added as hands groped your breasts.

“Yeah, not a problem.”

They needed this, and if it would mean they felt better, that you could focus on pleasure, you’d gladly do what they wanted. And what they wanted was rough carnal sex. The type of sex that hard blue ropes digging into your wrists, bound behind your back. Intricate shibari dug into your chest, your breasts being squeezed. Everything felt so good, but it was so tight it almost hurt.

Your mouth was wrapped around Satoru’s cock. He was fucking your throat, yanking your hair painfully as he moaned as Suguru fucked you from behind. With every other thrust, Suguru slapped the leather riding crop over your ass. Your cries around Satoru’s cock had them both groaning.

“What a fuckin’ slut.” Satoru whined out, thrusting deeper down your throat, making you gag.

Suguru smacked the crop harder against you. “A dirty fuckin’ slut.” Another smack, followed by another, and it just kept going and going.

You cried around Gojo harder as Suguru continued his whipping behind you. “M-Mmm!”

“Mmm~?” Satoru mocked you. “Fuckin’ pathetic.” His cock hit the back of your throat painfully. Making your tears stain the blindfold as Suguru’s pace picked up.

“Pathetic whiny bitch in heat.” The crop hit your other cheek. “Absolutely pathetic”

You weren’t sure what hurt more. The crop and their cold, harsh words. They were never this mean. Calling you pathetic hurts because that’s who you saw yourself for the last few days. The ropes began to sting like your eyes; more tears stained the blindfold. You could handle this; they should be done soon; they needed this.

You couldn’t save that girl; the least you could do was help your boyfriends feel better.

“Pathetic worthless girl~ all you’re good for is this.” Gojo yanked your hair, and you saw splatters of blood. You were worthless at that moment.

A sharp sting from the riding crop. “Yeah, a good-for-nothing slut. All you’re good for is being our personal cock sleeve.” Good for nothing, yeah, you just let that girl die.

“Fucking stupid bitch.” The dark-haired man watched as Satoru’s face scrunched up in pleasure. “You're going to make him cum.” Long fingers trailed under the twisted ropes, yanking them hard. “That’s all you’re good for bitch.”

The ropes burned, digging into your flesh. Slicing into you like—like the girl you let die.

Suguru was the first to notice something was wrong. Your hands were pale. They trembled along with the rest of your body. He tossed the riding crop to the side, his dark eyes focusing on his white-haired boyfriend, who was still in utter bliss.

“Satoru.” His voice wasn’t filled with the same heated lust from before, and you noticed. “Stop, pull out.”

Satoru was about to complain, but as he peered at Suguru with half-lidded eyes, he knew he was serious. He listened to both of them pulling out of your mouth and pussy, watching as you coughed and gagged before those gags turned into wretched sobs. You curled in on yourself, sobbing louder. Images of blood, the morgue table, and blood spinning down a sink flashed through your mind.

The boys jumped into action instantly. They removed the blindfold and the bindings around you, allowing you to curl into a fetal position. They watched your trembling body before looking at each other, mentally asking the other what they should do. But it was you who spoke first.

“I-I’m sorry!” A broken cry sounded from the back of your throat.

Satoru gently pulled you into his arms, leaning against the bed's headboard. You sobbed into his chest while Suguru gently rubbed your back. Both of them were silent as you cried two days’ worth of pain out. Guilt seeped into the muscles and none of your body, for the assistant supervisor, for ruining the mood, for being so weak.

“Don’t. Please don’t apologize,” Suguru whispered, leaning down and kissing your cheek. “You have nothing to apologize for.”

“This is on us. We went way too far.” Satoru added his hands, gently massaging your shoulders.

You babbled into his chest as your other hand grabbed Suguru’s, holding it tight. “I-I messed up this week! And now this!” You could feel both of their muscles tensing at your words.

“What do you—”

“Mean you messed up?”

The events of yesterday spewed out of you like a water fountain. You sobbed, going over the details while both men gently caressed and listened to you in silence. The moment you finished spilling out your guts, Satoru and Suguru shared a look.

“And I didn’t make it any better.” You sniffled, looking up at Satoru. Ivory cheeks were flushed as he ran his hand through his hair. “Telling you I didn’t want to be near you.”

Suguru let out a cold, harsh chuckle. “I wasn’t any better. I told Y/N I didn’t have the time nor the patience to entertain her.” You hummed, relaxing against the duo, feeling more calm than you had in the last twenty-four hours.

“Then we were too rough. I feel like a total dick

“Same here,” Suguru planted a kiss on your shoulder, his hand gently rubbing your arm. “What can we do to make it up to you?”

“I’m honestly so tired. I just want to snuggle in bed.”

Your request wasn’t ignored. They both got up; Suguru changed the sheets and picked up Satoru’s room. While you stood under the hot water in the shower, Satoru gently washed your hair. Long fingers massaging your scalp before the curtain opened and Suguru stepped in behind you. Their hands gently slid over your slicked skin. Washing, massaging, and worshiping you.

Their sweet caresses made your eyes heavier as the tense, sore muscles relaxed. While you longed to take care of their needs most of the time. Being held like this, sandwiched between the two strongest sorcerers in the world, made you feel safer. With them at your side, you knee deep down in your gut that everything would be okay.

After the most relaxing shower you’d ever taken was over, you slid on your pajamas before crawling into bed, collapsing into the plush mattress and expensive Egyptian silk sheets. Satoru crawled in with you as Suguru pulled you to rest on his chest while Satoru spooned you. Their hands were so soft and gentle. Their fingers and warm palms were like your own personal lullaby.

“Shh,” Suguru hushed, “we got you.”

Satoru nodded against your shoulder and the crook of your neck. “You can rest. If you have a nightmare, we’ll be beside you.” Satoru grabbed one hand as Suguru grabbed the other.

“Rest.”

The warmth of their hands in yours had your cold hands finally returning to normal. Sometimes, days could be terrible. Making you question everything you do. You were happy to know your boyfriends would be there to help bring some of the light back into your life. That was something you would firmly be able to stand by and defend, especially when their arms were wrapped so tightly around you.

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on-leatheredwings · 14 days

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It's not a request, just wanna know your thoughts about yandere masochist Tim?

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> romantic 18+ > twcw: bdsm, yandere-typical behaviors, can be read as dub-con despite reader being the dominant > kinda treated it like a hc/imagine request anyway hahhh it was fun to write!

Man, yandere masochist Tim would be a little bit of a mindfuck. But a delicious one, to be sure! I think the relationship is initially enticing to you because, well, Tim's the one getting dominated here. You're the one with the upper hand.

(He thinks it's very cute of you to assume that. Despite being the submissive, Tim’s definitely the one in control here.)

On a surface-level, Tim would enjoy letting go and putting himself in your hands. The Bats are adept at multitasking, but even geniuses like them get… stressed. Sometimes he doesn’t want to think, Lord knows he does enough of that already. Sometimes, it’s nice to be the pawn in someone else’s game for once, but also be able to enjoy it.

On a deeper level, Tim likes being your sub because it truly means that he's yours and you’re his. He loves when you pull at his hair, nip at him, or bully him. Your anger, your passion, your punishment– only he gets to see and enjoy the darker sides of you that you keep hidden from view during the day. Tim is greedy. Both the pain and pleasure you dish out is for him, and him alone, to take. And the same goes for your softness during the aftercare.

I see Tim enjoying being any flavor of masochist/sub, depending on his mood. And depending on yours as well! He can be a feisty, vexing brat with a smart mouth or a whimpering, pleading submissive. He has nothing if not the range! I think he’d really enjoy spanking or flogging.

His favorite position is head down, ass up. He likes the vulnerability and surprise, and the option to hide his face and mewl into the sheets. He's partial to being blindfolded as well! He enjoys bondage and shibari, too. He could easily escape, but he doesn't - that's him showing his respect, adoration, and trust for you.

Tim's more … possessive qualities will show themselves if you aren’t in a relationship with him, only friends with benefits.

"I may... find another sub, if that's okay with you?" No, it's not okay with him. Only he gets to see you this way. He feels obscenely, viscerally opposed to the idea, but he smiles amicably to your face.

Tim’s requests get more and more extreme to keep your attention. Show you that he lacks nothing, and he can go farther than any other masochist you could find. However, you didn't ask him to perform this way. Sure, you may be the dominant here, but your boundaries still matter don’t they?

“Fine… but this is the last time, Tim,” you say, relenting. You’ll find him nodding, agreeing that of course, of course, just one more time for pity’s sake. That night, he’ll make sure to make the sweetest sounds. His role usually takes and receives, but Tim decides to also give. You can sit and ride his face until you orgasm. In your post-coital glow, you'll lie sandwiched to each other, breathless. He'll have your fingers trail on his skin and trace the bruises and the pretty pink welts you've left.

He'll whisper his agenda in your ear. You've always been easier to convince after loosening up. Okay, so maybe he was more hardcore than usual tonight, but you liked it, too. Why ruin a good thing? What could anyone give you that Tim can't? Maybe you really don't need to find someone else.

And most importantly, Tim will make it seem like you arrived at that conclusion entirely by yourself.

#yandere batfam #yandere tim drake x reader #tim drake x reader #tim drake #yandere tim drake #queue #tw nsft #mine

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xstom · 1 month

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౨ৎ — PRETTY BOY ! [ switch!choso x reader]

౨ৎ — warnings . 18+ / smut (obviously) / soft-dom ish f reader / switch choso! / bondage (shibari) / choso with pink ribbons around his biceps <3 / overstimulation / choso crying / anal plug / cock rubbing & edging / cum eating / p in v / riding / cockwarming / aftercare / reassurance / praises / safeword was made between two !

౨ৎ — note . okay, this was written in my notes from 2 until 3 am (actually being serious) inspired by a Twitter vid I watched >< it was sooo good !! also, y’all can’t change my mind on switch!choso. He’s both, the thought of him being only a sub/top is just not.. satisfying enough 😓🤭

౨ৎ — wc . 1.3k

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“D-do I really have to be like this..?” Choso mumbled, face flushed -feeling embarrassed to see his nude body resting on top of the bed with pillows supporting his back. His hands were bound on his back, thighs spread, chest wrapped by ropes, and his biceps wrapped by adorable pink ribbons.

“Mhm.. you want to be a good boy, right, Choso?” You kissed your boyfriend’s mark on his nose, when you mentioned his name, his entire body shivered, well jus’ a little, and he nodded, "Yes, mommy."

As you were ready to insert a plug into him, he stopped you, “Wait! w-will that h-hurt?..” he asked.

“It's hard to say for sure, but moving around might hurt a little, but you'll get used to it, I promise.” You say, and Choso swallowed hard as he pictured what pain he was going to experience in his hole. As he felt the glass heart-shaped plug go into his hole, his sculpted thighs began to expand.

"Wait, that hurts.. Go gently", He became anxious, but when you insert it more slowly, allowing him to adjust, he soon calms down.

When you glance at his lower abdomen, you can see that he's panting heavily and that he's breathing and sighing heavily.

“Don’t worry, I won’t go hard on you, pretty boy”

"You're doing so good for me, cho~" As you slowly turned the plug around, without moving too quickly or roughly, you purred.

Choso blushed heavily, feeling the strange object inside him as well as embarrassment. With a nervous look away, he muttered, "It feels weird, baby.." He could feel the burning sensation building up in his cheeks. "Do you want me to stop? Remember the safeword, Cho?" You asked, and he shook his head, "N-no, don't stop.. Yes, I-I do remember", You nodded.

You continued to playfully tease Choso, occasionally grazing his sensitive skin or tugging gently on the ribbon tied around his bicep.

Each touch sent adrenaline down his spine, causing him to squirm even more. "Please, stop teasing me," he begged, reaching for your face to kiss you, only to have you pull away and press your pointer finger against his lips.

"No, I'll kiss you when I want to, cho" you say with a giggle while he stared at you with furrowed eyebrows.

You enjoy seeing him like this, completely under control and wanting your attention. "Such a needy little thing," you muttered, tracing invisible patterns on his chest while sitting on his lap, completely dressed, not like him, bare.

You sit in front of him, stroking his cock with one hand while fondling his balls with the other, all while maintaining eye contact. Your hand moves from his balls to his thigh, massaging it, the other hand stopping at his tip and then twisting and holding it for a little while. He throws back his head and groans with pleasure. You're aware of his extreme sensitivity in the thigh area, which might lead to his orgasm occurring quickly. His slit is sensitive, so you press down on it with your pointer finger, making him wriggle. You're applying pressure to both of his vulnerable spots. “W-Wait, that's dirty, I'm sensitive too. Slow down. Don't touch both..” Between breaths, he says the words. He makes a high-pitched whine as you continue to rub them.

As you stroked Choso, he groaned many times and uncontrollably bucked his hips. He loved the sensation of your hands on him, especially in combination with your kept gaze. He whispered, "Please," his eyes begging for your attention. You wanted to see how fucked out he was before letting him cum, so you thought about holding off on letting him climax for a few times. Which you did. Three times. -

"I can't take much more, really, babe -ngh" His muscles tensing up as you've repeatedly edged him, strong muscles nearly ripping the ropes off. As he was about to finally rip them off, you said, "No breaking ropes cho, you’re doing really great.”

With an arrogant grin, you continued to edge him for precisely thirty-five minutes, knowing just what would push him over the edge. Choso's muscles tensed as a wave of pleasure passed over him, and his breathing became quicker.

“Oh, oh, oh! I'm cumming, I'm cumming!” You stroke his cock faster just as he began to cum, staring at his release. You watch the thick white and milky strings spurt out of his cock, eyes glowing in admiration.

“That's it, Choso,” you cooed, loving the sight of him writhing beneath you. “Come for me, my pretty boy.”

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck, fuck, -angh!”Another high pitched moan came out of his dirty, yet lovely mouth.

He kept releasing his seeds over and over again, not stopping after what you felt had been at least a minute and twenty seconds since he finally came after an hour of edging. Choso thought it was over, but he was wrong.

He felt your warm mouth wrap around his length, your hand slowly drawing out the plug and thrusting it back into his hole with force. “Fuck, wait, no, sensitive, no- I'm sensitive fuckkk,” he threw his head back, tears and spit streaming down his face.

You hummed. That vibration sent Choso over the brink again just minutes after he arrived; it was painful yet so good. He's overstimulated, moaning again and again as he feels your tongue everywhere, sucking him off and swallowing his cum preventing it from spilling out. You took off the butt plug out of his hole, and left it on the floor.

When you were swallowing, you kept a bit in your mouth. Standing up and softly kissing him, allowing him to taste himself and his cum. Tongue intertwined, it was a very sloppy kiss. You put your right hand on his chin and grip it. The other strips your underwear and sits on your knees, adjusting his cock to your entrance.

You were adjusting yourself, closing your eyes, focussing on kissing his lips and down below, not noticing Choso had removed the ropes off him. When his hands unexpectedly pushed you down forcibly on his cock, you yelped and made out muffled moans of pleasure as Choso leans back, your hands on his shoulder for support.

“Fuck- feel so good, cho,” you exclaimed, immediately undoing your buttons and stripping to your bra and miniskirt. He stopped the kiss and looked at you with lust and thirst.

“Your insides feel so warm, I'm going to come again...” “So tight,” he whispered before locking his lips on your collarbone and biting everywhere, leaving hickeys that would remain for days.

You bounced on his cock, supported by your partner's thrusts and the hands around your waist. You press your eyes tight and allow your orgasm to build with his.

“Cho ‘m so close…”

“Me too baby, ngh” The two of you moaned together, and you pressed your sweaty foreheads against one other as ecstasy gushed over you; finally, you opened your eyes and kissed each other, still bouncing on his cock, but a little slower than before. You can feel his cock jerking wildly, sending vibrations down into your core/cervix.

You continue till hours have passed. There you were cockwarming him: “Stay like this for a little longer, please.” He begged, and you nodded before wrapping your arms around him. The two of you remained in that position for some time before getting off to clean up.

You prepared a warm bath while Choso laid on his back, staring at the marks left by the ropes that restrained him. He looked up and across his body to discover a pink ribbon still tied around one of his biceps, which he thought was cute.

Maybe he’ll do the same thing to you next time because you pushed him too hard today, it did felt good though.

a/n p.2 | The fact that this only took me an hour to write scares me. Hope you enjoy this one more than my prev work <3

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fushic0re · 1 year

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𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐄𝐍 ─ 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐒

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ─ who out of the jujutsu kaisen men would have an onlyfans account + what their content would consist of.

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꒰ ͜͡➸ 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆! 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒❜ 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 & 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑! ♡

-ˏˋ 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 ˊˎ˗

This pretty little rich boy isn’t even in it for the money, he just loves the attention. Satoru knows he’s attractive and basks in the stares and whispers from passersby. A woman at a club jokingly suggested that he should have an Onlyfans account (after sucking his dick in the bathroom mind you) and a lightbulb went off in his head. That night he went home, set up his account, and made his first post; a late night video of him in bed stroking his cock languidly. The clip was short, but just enough to make people want more. next thing you know, he’s skyrocketing in subscribers.

Satoru’s content consists of him using the numerous toys subscribers have bought for him from fleshlights and vibrating cockrings. He’s best known for how pretty he is, but also how equally as pretty his cock is. When you come into the picture, if you’re okay with it, he starts including you in some of his content. He first teases his audience with a video of your pretty little hand wrapped around his dick, stroking it expertly as bursts of cum are released. That quickly escalates to videos of the two of you fucking in a series of public places.

Muffled whines and low pants fill the compact dressing room as Satoru ruts into you from behind. One hand is tightly clamped over your mouth, the other is rubbing tight circles on your clit. You look back at him over your shoulder with pleading eyes, begging for mercy. Your pleasure is soon obstructed by fear at the sound of a knock on the door.

“Is everything alright ma’am?”

A wicked grin stretches across your lover’s face. He removes his hand from your mouth and gives the lobe of your ear an encouraging nibble.

“Y-yes!” You call out to the attendant on the other side of the door, trying your absolute best to not sound as fucked out as you felt. “The skirt is just…a bit tighter than I thought.”

“Oh! No worries, I’ll be right back with another size!”

“Atta girl.” Satoru purrs against your cheek. “Now look into the camera and cum before the nice saleslady comes back.”

-ˏˋ 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 ˊˎ˗

This man can FUCK. And he knows he can fuck, so really deciding to make a couple’s Onlyfans isn’t out of the blue. The two of you already had a small personal collection of sex tapes. Toji liked to have a reminder of you whenever a job was taking longer than expected and he had to be away from you. While watching one of his favorites, he shoots you a text:

Toji ♡ we could make a shit ton of money from this

You know this man is all about his money. And so, you do. Your account is completely secret and you never show your faces, Toji’s body alone is enough to reign in the masses. He channels his resourcefulness as an assassin through Shibari – the main selling point of your account. You and Toji’s content consists of him tying you up in various positions and fucking you in them. The audience thoroughly enjoys seeing his rippling muscles flex. They love how his hands look as they tug and loop rope around your body. The more intricate the binding, the better. Bonus points if the rope being used is red. Fans have offered to send you both different colors of rope, but Toji is too possessive to see your beautiful body wrapped in something that he didn’t buy. Truthfully, he’d much rather die.

Tears gently kiss your cheeks as Toji’s cock repeatedly hits the back of your throat. Your body is bare, bound and suspended in the air. The man grips the ropes on either side of you for leverage, effectively fucking your mouth. Gruff grunts and groans escape his lips as he uses you freely.

“Look at me. That’s my fucking good girl. Look how fucking pretty you look.”

You gasp sharply when he suddenly pulls away, leaving you jaw slacked and panting for oxygen. He studies your feeble expression before deeply chuckling, circling around you. The blunt tip of the head of his dick prods at your entrance.

“Now be a good little fuck doll for me.”

With one fluent thrust of his hips, he sheaths himself inside of you.

-ˏˋ 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 ˊˎ˗

Let’s be fucking real, this man was only enticed into the prospect of an Onlyfans because it meant more people got to witness him humiliating his little slut. The man is a sadist. Nothing makes his dick harder than the masses watching you get fucked to the brink of passing out, drooling mindlessly. It’s as simple as that.

Your body aggressively jerks around on the bed as Sukuna jackhammers in and out of you at a grueling pace. Two long tattooed fingers are in your mouth, holding it wide open. You can’t even recognize the noises you’re making, they’re more pornographic than anything your body has ever produced. The camera is focused on your fucked out expression. Just as your eyes begin to roll back into your skull and the white of eyes peek out, Sukuna lays a sharp slap to your cheek. He tugs at the belt wrapped around your throat.

“Aw pet, you’re drooling all over yourself.” He coos condescending, removing his fingers from your mouth and smearing your saliva across your lips and cheeks. “Can you at least use that dumb baby brain to tell everyone how good you’re getting fucked?”

Incoherent whines are all you manage to get out. Sukuna roars with laughter, enjoying every second of your indignity.

-ˏˋ 𝐌𝐀𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐎 ˊˎ˗

Okay hear me out; modern day Mahito who is a broke philosophy major in need of extra income. He already gets a lot of attention on social media thanks to his unique style and appearance and eccentric personality, why not capitalize off of it for his betterment? Besides, he already has the perfect little thing to play with – you. Your Onlyfans account isn’t anything out of the ordinary. It mainly consists of immaculately shot footage of Mahito fucking you, the sun somehow shining on the both of you perfectly. He garnered a lot of his subscribers, mostly women, from the abundance of videos of him eating your pussy like it was his last meal.

There was no sight prettier than your Mahito in between your legs, gazing up at you with those heterochromia eyes like you hung the stars in the sky. His lips were glistening with your arousal as they wrapped around your clit, suckling on it as he curled the two fingers inside of you upward.

“Baby!” You cry, tangling your hands into his pale aquamarine locks.

He giggles into your cunt, pulling his fingers out and licking a stripe from your slit to your clit. His tongue finds its way back to your entrance. Mahito fucks you with the muscle before sitting up and hiking your legs up onto his shoulders. The camera now has an idyllic shot of Mahtio’s muscled torso, the black ink of his barbwire tattoos contrasting beautifully against his porcelain skin. He grabs his cock with one hand and taps it against your glistening nub teasingly before guiding himself inside of you.

“Oh fuck, pretty girl. You have the best fucking pussy.”

-ˏˋ𝐀𝐎𝐈 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎 ˊˎ˗

Aoi is a simple man; you’re attractive, he’s attractive, and you both just so happen to be in a sexually active relationship – why not show off? This big boy is whipped™️ with a capital W, so if Onlyfans was your idea he agreed without hesitation. He will give you things before you even ask for them because you’re his baby and he loves you. Speaking of showing off, Aoi has the strength of a thousand suns and it’s no secret that he enjoys flaunting his power. That being said, the selling point of your Onlyfans account is obviously size kink. Aoi can fuck you in positions that are seemingly only possible in professional porn. Your man is an Adonis who can do anything. Nothing is off limits.

Your legs are hooked on the crook of Aoi’s arms as he bounces you up and down his thick member. Your hands grip the nape of his neck desperately. High pitched cries escape your lips with each slam of his cock. All you can do is hold on to your lover and take it. He sets the pace. You’re at mercy to his pleasure.

“Take it, babygirl. That’s it.” He growls.

He’s completely in the zone, staring at you like a frenzied Great White shark that just got a whiff of blood in the ocean. Without unsheathing you from his cock, he effortlessly flips you around and pressed your legs up until your ankles are kissing your ears, effectively folding you in half – all while still standing.

“Ready for the grand finale, baby?”

𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.... -ˏˋ 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 ˊˎ˗

I have lots of mixed feelings on our dear Suguru. If he ever agreed to create an Onlyfans account with you, it would only be after lots and lots of thinking and rationalizing. He would take months to weigh the pros and cons before coming to a decision. You wouldn’t even be regular uploaders, to be honest. Your account is more of an “if we’re horny and feel like recording, then we’ll record” type of account.

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forgeofthenine · 6 months

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Hiii can I request the tieflings (zevlor, dammon and rolan) with a significant other who likes to get spanked and is generally into bdsm?

You absolutely can request some BDSM headcanons! I love getting to write a bit of spice for these guys, hope you all enjoy too :)

TW: NSFW under cut, impact play, orgasm denial, overstimulation, bondage, mentions of degradation

The bachelors with a partner that likes BDSM

Dammon

So, we all know by now that Dammon is absolutely no stranger to kinks like BDSM

However, I do think you might have to be the one to float the idea with him first, he's a bit worried about scaring you off

Once you bring it up though, you've unleashed a beast

Out of the three, Dammon is the one most into bondage

He's more than happy to use ropes or silk to tie you to his bedposts, or to tie you up in shibari style bondage

This man is good with his hands, he'd do so many pretty and decorative designs so he can admire them while fucking you

"So pretty, all for me."

In regards to impact play, he's more than ready to spank you

I feel like he'd enjoy swatting at your ass in passing, it's one of the ways you know he's a bit pent up

And in terms of other impact play, let's just say you guys don't need whips or canes when he's already got his tail-

Dammon would also definitely be into a little roleplay

You pretending to be a customer that's a bit short on change, but it's okay because there's something else Dammon will take as payment

Zevlor

Zevlor is the one that needs the most reassurance, he's initially scared that he'll hurt you (despite that being kind of the point)

Ease him into BDSM and soon you'll have reawakened a kink he forgot he had

I feel like he'd really enjoy some temperature play, hot wax in particular

Having you lying down on your stomach as he watches the way you shift and moan with every bit of wax that's dripped onto you

Wax play works him up so much he can't help but grind against you as he drips it down your skin

Zevlor can absolutely be convinced to spank you too

Once he gets comfortable with the idea he'd definitely bend you over his knee and give you exactly what you want

Over time he regains a lot of his confidence and it shows with every strike against your ass

Zevlor will use his tail to hold you still or pull you back into position if you squirm too much, a low murmur leaving him telling you to "be good and stay still"

Call him Commander in bed

It's the easiest way to have him fuck you into the mattress, he'll go near feral as soon as you break out his former title

Rolan

Quite honestly jumps at the chance to experiment with you

You'll find very soon that his preference for bending you over also gives him ample opportunity to spank you

He takes the chance every time too, he's not satisfied until he knows you'll have trouble sitting the next day

If you're okay with it Rolan will be the most likely to bring degradation into his dirty talk

We all know he's good with words, he walks the line between praise and degradation very well, and he loves reducing you to a mess with only words and hands

Please roleplay as a bratty student/apprentice

Rolan is more than happy to put you in your place right there in his office, with you bent over his desk

Also the type to deny you your orgasm until you beg him enough

Once you do beg, well, he's going to let you cum... and then make you do it again and again until you beg to stop

"Now now darling, you were just begging me for this, be good and take it."

Just wait until Rolan does all of these in the same session and makes you feel like you've just seen god

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jymwahuwu · 8 months

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♡. You can ignore this if it makes you uncomfortable! (Fem! Reader)

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I'm thinking about Yan! JingYuan x Magical girl! Reader lately...

You and JingYuan are friends, And he's the only person who knows your true identity as a magical girl! You often come to him because JingYuan often gives you your favorite food as a token of his gratitude for helping maintain the security of Xianzhou.

But all that changed when he confessed his love to you :( A magical girl cannot date

Even though he was really hurt, he still loves you and still showering you gifts :(

One day, he gave you a glass of hot tea, After you drink it, your eyes become heavy and... You passed out. That night, you wake up and find yourself tied up shibari style, And in front of you is JingYuan...

"Are you awake? You're in...ah I'd better not tell ^^, Anyway, I plan to keep you here"

So yeah then he fucked you ^_^ You couldn't do anything because your magic wand was in his hand, and...he was bigger and stronger than you

"ah, even without magic wand you're just an ordinary girl, but that's okay...you're still adorable ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა"

Then...You know the magical girl's magic wand, right? Yes...he also...put that into you for anal stimulation ^^

IM SORRY IF ITS WEIRDDDDDD

love your writings btw, mwwwah♡♡

thank you so much! mwah ( ˶˘ ³˘(⋆❛ ہ ❛⋆)!♡

CW: yandere, non-con, sleeping pills, kidnapping, magical girl! reader, anal stimulation

Magical girls…and anal stimulation…I laughed. This is interesting😹okay, this may happen in a modern AU, or who knows, there are so many civilizations in the universe, and there are magical girls on your planet🤷‍♀️This is normal.

It's really sweet to be friends with Jing Yuan. Maybe when you were discovered by Jing Yuan, you asked him to keep this secret, and then you started a friendship. He treats you like one of those standard male protagonists of shojo manga - romantic, considerate, and sweet. You don’t need to wear a mask in front of him because Jing Yuan already knows your secret!! Your second identity!!

But the confession stopped that. You found candles arranged in the shape of hearts and a cake, and your heart sank. Jing Yuan confessed to you, but magical girls cannot fall in love! Jing Yuan obviously did not expect to be rejected. He looked at you like a big cat soaked in rain, and after a few minutes he forced a smile. It's okay. At least share this cake together? He still gives you gifts like a considerate friend >_<

Jing Yuan has already started planning. He put the medicine in your tea, knowing you would drink it. At the last second before falling asleep, you caught a glimpse of the general's smile. And shibari style😹😼He won’t necessarily tie you up. Maybe Jing Yuan can add an electronic collar to you with a tracking function. But if you are tied up, the general will slowly do it himself. Put the rope around your chest and private parts, protrude your body part, and rub his cock between your legs. No penetration, just friction. Still need to wait for you to get up and have sex and make out for the first time because the general is really romantic at heart u_u (💀✋💔)

It's shocking to wake up and find yourself tied up, right? And Jing Yuan told you to stay with him!? Jing Yuan really likes you wearing the soft fluffy uniform skirt and high stockings, and your hairstyle, but it doesn't matter if you don't have it, you are still cute. He gave you a long kiss, stirring your wetness with his tongue, and lifted up your skirt and panties. You acted like you were inexperienced - not used to being kissed, you were sobbing in panic, and he noticed it all. His cock twitched in his crotch. Pull one of your legs up to expose your folds and clitoris. The round and thick tip was soaked with some of your transparent liquid before it was thrust into the tight and unskilled inner wall. Your moans are cute, like kitten meows.

Jing Yuan thought of those magical girl animations and wanted to know if you had a way to repel him now - did you use friendship, love and memories to repel the enemy before? He was teasing this in his heart, but did not say it out loud.

And before you wake up, Jing Yuan searches your clothes for any magical girl objects. If there were those shiny and gorgeous music boxes or mirrors, and ordered the assistant to lock them in the deepest part of the interstellar bank's vault. The security system and escorts there are the best. And your magic wand, Jing Yuan once considered breaking this, but thought of a better use ^_^

After filling you up, Jing Yuan took out your magic wand, and your tired eyes suddenly lit up - as long as you retrieve the magic wand, you have the ability to escape from here! However, his thumb on your butt circle, caress, massage, apply lubricant, and insert some with his fingertips. With tears in your eyes, you didn't dare think about that possibility, you could only ask. "Jing Yuan…what are you going to do…" The magic wand has gradually penetrated and stretched your ass, inserting into it. The magic even trembles unconsciously, stimulating your senses. He muttered in your ear to stop thinking about being a dumb magical girl.

Just like this, lose all your purity and ability to resist him <3

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hijackalx · 5 months

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FEMALE BG3 COMPANIONS TURN ONS/KINKS +18

MALE BG3 COMPANIONS

NON-COMPANIONS/NON-ORIGIN COMPANIONS

SHADOWHEART

HARD DOM

ISN’T THIS OBVIOUS i feel like she's so into being the dominant one regardless of whether she's on top or bottom. like dominatrix vibes for real. and she can be really mean too, like step on u/spit on u/whip u type of mean 😹😹 (me next) something about u being at her command is just sooo hot. she loves that you’ll do anything for her

WAXPLAY

i think she'd want this done to u AND her. like she's the type to pour it down ur chest or neck while she's riding u. i can't decide if she'd like to use colorful candles or all black candles 🤔 dark purple would be sexy actually. she likes how u flinch when it touches u. BUT she also likes how it feels on herself (that's probably how she gets off seeing it happen to u cuz she knows how good it feels 🤤). might tease u by pouring it on herself and making u watch

LEATHER/LATEX

yeah like full BDSM gear and all that lol. i think she would like the full body latex suits i dont actually know what they're called (shocker i know) but think velma in the one live action scooby doo movie LMAO

DOUBLE PENETRATION

i feel like she would be into either being tag-teamed herself or tag-teaming u with a strap lol. but also it doesn't have to involve another person it could be u riding a toy while also sucking off her strap and vice versa. i think if ur the one getting fucked she'd want another dom person to join because she gets off on seeing u be submissive

BODY WORSHIP

she would 100% want u to treat her like the princess she is. praise her body/figure and tell her how much u love it. leave kisses all over, maybe fuck in front of a mirror so u can actually show her how much u love her body. she’d probably do the same for u just a bit more nasty LMAO like the shit she says will be intense

LAE'ZEL

PETPLAY

OKAY this one i had dragonborns in mind lol but also it could work for anybody. like u guys can't tell me she wouldn't be into collaring/leashing u and having u do as she asks. will call u things like "pet" or "pup"

BRAT TAMING

now i know everybody thinks that SHE would be the one taming U but i honestly think it's the other way around OOP. like i think she likes when someone takes charge and pushes her around.... like she's just dying for somebody to come by and force her to take down that hard exterior of hers. u just have to prove urself to her first is all

BONDAGE

once she trusts u she will want u to tie her up. maybe would be into shibari? like i mean intense bondage. full body. she'll call u out on some pussy shit if u hold back and go easy on her 😹 she definitely wants it to hurt too and to be able to see marks/bruises left behind from it after

SIZE DIFFERENCE

if anyone is a size queen it's lae'zel LMAO. but this also plays into the whole brat taming/proving urself thing like if ur big and physically intimidating then she's more likely to respect u. she just likes the pain from trying to make u fit too though. and the accomplished feeling afterwards lol

PRAISE

i see her as somebody who is lowkey insecure. like she needs constant validation otherwise she feels like she's not doing good enough. so let her hear u !!!! let her know how good she's doing and how good she feels. tell her that she's beautiful and that ur proud of her. literally anything just don't be dead silent she will get up and walk away 💀

KARLACH

PEGGING

she wears the strap ALMOST exclusively. sometimes she'll make exceptions but most of the time she just prefers to be the one doing the fucking. this goes for AMAB and AFAB obviously. she loves the way it feels to be able to make u feel good and fuck u to the point of cumming. i don't really think it's a control thing she just likes to please u (and she usually has too much energy to bottom lol)

SIZE DIFFERENCE

LOVVVESSSS how big she is compared to u. like it makes her feel so strong and capable. particularly interested in how big her hands are compared to urs and also how easy it is to balance u on her thigh. she'll want to pick u up and fuck u, it's one of her favorite positions. she just loves how easy it is to manhandle u in general

MOMMY DOM

i think this would start out as a joke and then snowball into an actual kink of hers lol. she's usually a soft dom when it comes to this. as in lots of praise and saying stuff like "cum for momma baby". i don't really see her being a hard dom (maybe on special occasions?)

LINGERIE

if u dress up in lingerie for her she will actually LOSE IT. like it makes u look so dainty and sexy at the same time. she loves the ones that have the thigh garters because she likes to play with them. i think she really likes the feeling of the lace but also adores the fluffy ones too

EDGING

she likes this done to the both of u. i feel like she'll try to prolong the sex for as long as she can or maybe tease u/get u horny in public and leave u like that for soooo long, that way when u guys finally fuck it's like EXPLOSIVE from being so pent up lmao. BUT she also likes when u do it to her too. i can see this being especially exciting for her because she's so raring to go all the time 😹 it's like a fun little challenge

MALE BG3 COMPANIONS

NON-COMPANIONS/NON-ORIGIN COMPANIONS

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #karlach x reader #karlach headcanons #shadowheart #shadowheart x reader #lae’zel #lae’zel x reader #shadowheart headcanons #lae’zel headcanons #my headcanons

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misc-obeyme · 7 months

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CC! CC! omg CEEEECEEEEE

I see kinktober prompts are still open and my other beloved, Mammon is open

May I request sub!mammon with Shibari (aka Mammon is the one being tied up) pretty pls 🥹👉🏻👈🏻

If we’re allowed 2 requests I’ll send one in for flufftober too 🥰 ty ily

Hi Silver!!

Okay okay I loooove shibari. I just think the rope patterns are so pretty??? I definitely did not spend a lot of time scrolling through pictures of it for "research purposes." Nope that is not a thing that I did.

Anyway, this is the first time I've written a scene about it, though, so hopefully it turned out okay!

Thank you for submitting a request!!

KINKTOBER 2023

GN!MC x Mammon

NSFW MDNI

Warnings: shibari, penetration (reader receiving), begging

Mammon watched you from where he was kneeling naked on his bed, his eyes roaming over your hands and the rope you held in them. It was a thick black rope, shot through with tiny strips of shimmering gold. Just the sight of it made his stomach clench, a combination of thrill and uncertainty.

When you first suggested this to him, Mammon was worried that he wouldn't be able to handle it. After all, how often had he been bound by Lucifer's ropes? Could he experience this with you now without having flashbacks of those endless hours spent strung up to the ceiling?

And yet Mammon knew it would be different. It was you. He trusted you. He had a hard time saying it, but he really did. And he was sure that you knew it, too. Because of that trust, he had agreed, willing to let you try. He was nervous, but he was also excited.

Already, things were different. That rope you were holding was beautiful. He knew you had chosen it for him, something that you thought would look even better in knots against his skin.

"Are you ready?" you asked.

Mammon nodded.

"You don't have to do this if you don't want to, you know," you said, clearly picking up on his nerves.

"No," he said firmly. "I want ya to tie me up. I want ya to use that pretty rope on me."

He saw the way your eyes filled with heat when he said these things to you. You nodded solemnly and he could see that you were trying to remain calm yourself.

Carefully and deliberately, you began to wrap the rope around his body. He shivered every time your fingertips brushed against his skin, shifting slightly as you pulled the rope into knots.

It was a slow and sensual process. You kept the rope taut while still keeping it loose enough to prevent damage. Mammon didn't know that you had studied the pattern you would be using, but he did notice the way you tied the ropes to mimic the white markings he had when he was in demon form.

The rope weaved across his body, a stunning symmetry of knots and geometry forming on his chest, around his hips, binding his wrists, and enclosing each of his thighs.

When you were done, you stood from the bed to look at him from the front.

Mammon strained slightly against the tightness that held him and met your eyes, face flushed and cock already erect.

You smiled, reaching out to brush back his hair and caress his cheek. "You're such a beautiful boy."

Mammon closed his eyes and breathed in sharply. He was overcome by his desire, by the sound of your voice, by your words. He opened his eyes and looked down at himself, down at the ropes that held him. They dug in just enough to bring him a sweet hint of pain.

"MC," he said and he flinched at how your name sounded like a whine, he was so desperate for your touch. Your fingertips against his cheek were not enough.

You came closer to him, looking into his eyes and he knew you could see the need in them. You ran your fingers down his neck, letting them trace the lines of the ropes until they finally moved ever so lightly up his cock.

"Please, MC, please," Mammon begged. He was squirming now, unable to hold still, wanting more sensation, but hardly able to move due to the way he was bound. He looked so perfect, his skin flushed, his eyes wide, his mouth open and panting, the rope winding around him so exquisitely.

You shrugged out of your own clothes, which you had kept on up until that point, and knelt in front of him on the bed. You took his cock in one hand and pushed the fingers of your other hand against his lips. Mammon opened his mouth for you obediently, happily sucking your fingertips into it and moaning around them.

You slowly ran your hand up and down his length, careful not to go too fast. Mammon whimpered against your fingers, and he knew he would be begging again if they hadn't been occupying his mouth. It wasn't enough and you both knew it.

You kept this up for some time, turning Mammon into a blubbering mess bit by bit. He was trying so hard to get you to give in, making all the sounds, reacting to every little thing, hoping that you would be overtaken by the sight of him in that rope you had so carefully picked out.

Just as he thought he couldn't take any more, you took your fingers out of his mouth. He was embarrassed by the way the air instantly filled with his voice, first a moan and then a flood of begging, most of which was just your name repeated over and over.

You pushed on his shoulders and Mammon fell back, squirming a little beneath you as you straddled his hips. His bound wrists rested neatly in the small of his back. He saw how your inner thighs were pressed against the ropes around his hips, watched as you sank onto his cock, your hands on his chest, gripping the ropes there.

Mammon moaned, unable to handle the way you looked as you rode him hard, your hands moving all over him, holding onto and slightly tugging the ropes here and there as you chased your pleasure. He arched his back to meet you, thrusting up to help you along, but also to feel you more.

Mammon couldn't think, he could only feel your heat, your weight on top of him, the grip of the rope against his skin, the sound of your heavy breathing and gasping moans.

Mammon couldn't keep his eyes off of you and watching you moan his name as you came above him caused him to lose himself entirely. Even as the ropes remained tightly tied, Mammon himself came undone beneath you.

Later, when the two of you had caught your breath, you would gently untie him, revealing ridged lines across his skin where the ropes had bit in. He shivered as you kissed along each one, the light feathery kisses so sweet against his still hot flesh. And as long as those marks remained, he would absently rub his fingers against them, his mind wandering to when he could next feel you tying the knots of those ropes around him.

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iliketangerines · 2 months

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pretty as a doll

a/n: lmao this got more sappy than i thought it would

pairing: switch!kuai liang x gn!reader x (brief) dom!harumi

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), shibari, bondage, slight somnophilia, praise, overstimulation

Kuai Liang really has a thing for shibari

he had first proposed the idea a few months into the relationship with you, face red and hands clenching at his sides

you had smiled and placed a reassuring hand on his cheek and gave him a soft kiss before telling him he could pretty much do anything with you, and you’d like it

and so, most days, you find yourself covered in intricate knots, and the material will vary

he has a complete collection of various materials and colors and takes great pride and time into how he takes care of his ropes

sometimes, he ties you up in silk bondage, the material cool and smooth to the touch and pretty little bows on every which way on your body

those days it’s more of a way to make you look prettier than you already are, and you’re not restricted in your movements on the bed

those nights are slow and sweet, he gives you slow sloppy thrusts as he kisses you gently, and intertwines your hand with his

there are tears in his eyes as whispers ‘i love you’ over and over again as he cums into you

on some nights, he prefers to restrain your limbs to each other and tease you with his fingertips

he uses a rougher and stronger material than the silk, and it rubs deliciously against your skin as he reduces you to tears

he teases you for hours, pinching at your nipples and featherlight touches all over your body except where you need him the most

when he’s feeling particularly frustrated on some nights, he’ll suspend you from the ceiling and fuck into you roughly

the ropes leave dark bruises and his fingers leave even darker bruises, sometimes he’ll accidentally burn your hips as the heat overtakes his body

one day he had come back so frustrated however, he had just restrained your hands together with the rope on his rope dart and fucked you like that

he always makes sure to take care you nicely afterward though, making sure everything was okay, that the ropes weren’t too tight, and rubs blood back into your sore and numb limbs

but sometimes he just ties and reties the knots on your body, trying out different styles of knots and patterns to try and find one that looks the best on your skin

one time, he had taken so long you had fallen asleep on the bed, and you woke up an hour later to him fucking his cum back into you and sucking a hickey into your neck

he also loves being tied up at the same time, but it’s mostly Harumi who does this

on some days, Kuai Liang likes to just tie you up and leaves you in his office as a sort of decoration

he whispers soft and sweet nothings to you as he ties patterns of colors and rope against your soft skin

when he’s done he admires his work, how the colors contrast with your skin, and snaps a few pictures on a digital camera to show Harumi later and possibly get developed

then he puts a ball gag in your mouth, your eyes fluttering shut as you completely relax into the rope, and slides a vibrator into you and leaves it on its lowest setting

he just keeps you in his office as you come over and over again, moaning softly into the ball gag, and he glances up at you every so often while he does his paperwork

once he’s finished with all his work with the day, he’ll take the ball gag out of your mouth, wiping the drool from your chin and has you clean up your cum and wetness from the floor with your tongue

he watches you struggle to clean up your own mess, but when you finish, eyes dazed, muscles relaxed, and tongue out to show you’ve swallowed all your own cum, he kisses you and picks you up easily to bring you to his office desk and fuck into you soft and sweet

you’re always so submissive and willing for him, and he always rewards you for being so good

sometimes, if Kuai Liang’s feeling cruel, he ties you and makes you watch as he and Harumi fuck each other, but he always feels bad and brings you to too many orgasms those nights

other times, Harumi has you both tied up, and it’s nothing but cruel teasing all night, and loves to test the limits of how tight she can bind the ropes and how she can stretch you both in all the right places

but Harumi is much more composed in her practice, planning out what she wants to do on you and Kuai Liang days beforehand and practicing on herself and dummy she has to make sure it’s perfect the first time

on the days when you’re out on missions, Harumi is usually around to please Kuai Liang

but either way, they love love love you so much and they love that you enjoy being tied up as much as they enjoy tying you up

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paradisiacvl · 8 months

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✩ ABC’S

NSFW alphabet with JEFFREY MASON.

NOTE: this is my first hc list so i apologize if it's messy!

—‘A’ IS FOR AFTERCARE (What they’re like after sex)

Will make sure you're okay, clean you up, barrage you with kisses all over, and run you a bath/shower if you want one.

—‘B’ IS FOR BODY PART (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his hands and arms

He likes how strong they are and what he can do with them

He likes your entire body; waist, boobs, hips, ass, hands, mf feet even

He just thinks you're perfect

Head to toe...literally

—‘C’ IS FOR CUM (Anything to do with cum basically…)

Cums absolute buckets like??

Literally so much

Loves to cum in and on you

Loves smearing and rubbing in all of the cum he leaves on your body

He's so messy

Dirty, dirty boy

—‘D’ IS FOR DIRTY SECRET (Pretty self-explanatory; a dirty secret of theirs)

He really wants you to give him a foot or heel job, he doesn't know how to bring it up tho

—‘E’ IS FOR EXPERIENCE (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Very inexperienced

You're his first but he has a good understanding of what to do

Learned from research, watching p0rn, etc.

He watched those instructional, "how to" p0rn vids lmao

He's an eager learner, just wants to make you feel good

—‘F’ IS FOR FAV POSITION (This goes without saying, can probably include visuals)

Mating press

Cowgirl– whether he's in control or not

Legs in the air

—‘G’ IS FOR GOOFY (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He's more serious but he's more relaxed with it yk? just to make it more comfortable for the both of you

Serious if he's jealousy fucking you though or smth

"God, look at this mess you're making on me, doll. Spencer couldn't do that, could he?"

—‘H’ IS FOR HAIR (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Keeps himself trimmed up, has a nice lil happy trail

Not like you can really see it tho

Carpet does not match the drapes

White pubes ofc

—‘I’ IS FOR INTIMACY (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He can be very intimate, even when he's being rough.

—‘J’ IS FOR JACK OFF (Masturbation headcanon)

Masturbates a lot

To you ofc, whether he's thinking of you or using pictures of you

The amount of times he's jizzed on his phone screen is concerning

—‘K’ IS FOR KINK (One or more of their kinks)

Voyeurism; more specifically, watching you– touch yourself, bathe, or undress. It drives him crazy.

Knife play

Wants to carve his name on your lower back, give you a cute lil tramp stamp

Also wants you to suck on the handle of his knife

Scent kink

Panty fetish

Light bondage

Slight daddy kink

Spit kink

A lowkey foot fetish

Has a finger sucking fetish, he loves it when you lick and suck on his fingers. He'll do it to you too sometimes

Somnophilia (sex while you're sleeping)

Hair pulling. Loves it when you do it to him especially

Choking (giving and receiving, gives way more tho)

Impact play (spanking you)

Overstim (giving and receiving)

Orgasm control (giving and receiving)

Ear licking/sucking (giving and receiving)

Dacryphilia (likes seeing you cry from pleasure)

Wanted to learn Shibari but doesn't have the patience for the more intricate ones, but he knows one..

He uses it to "punish" you

—‘L’ IS FOR LOCATION (Favourite places to do the do)

Anywhere tbh

bed, floor, couch, counter, table, against a wall, in a doorway...

He does not care

—‘M’ IS FOR MOTIVATION (What turns them on, gets them going)

Sometimes he can just look at you and he gets a hard on

You being bratty, whiny, or teasing

Wearing anything revealing, but that's a given

You in dresses or skirts. I can imagine him just sticking his head underneath and eating you out like a starved man

—‘N’ IS FOR NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Age play

Coprophilia (feces)

Basically just really disgusting stuff

—‘O’ IS FOR ORAL (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Loves giving and receiving head but likes giving more

He loves to pleasure you, he likes to see how good he can make you feel with just his mouth alone

He likes leaving you fully satisfied

He leaves sloppy kisses all over and tongue fucks you when he goes down on you

Tells you how pretty your pussy is and how good you taste

But...he also loves the way you look with his cock stuffed in your mouth

How you kiss it or slide your mouth along the base, and how you look up at him all while doing it.

—‘P’ IS FOR PACE (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Usually fast and rough but switches it up to slow and rough

Will switch up paces during to tease you

If you ask to go faster, harder, etc. he obliges but not after a little teasing

He can be slow and sensual when he wants to, it's not often though

—‘Q’ IS FOR QUICKY (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Doesn't do them often as he likes to take his time and do it right

On the occasion he just cant wait, he'll pull you away somewhere private and fuck you stupid

And like I said in my last bullet in motivation; he most definitely will stick his head up your skirt or dress and eat you out

—‘R’ IS FOR RISK (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

100%

—‘S’ IS FOR STAMINA (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He can last pretty long, 3-4 rounds.

Expect him to get even more vocal the more rounds you do, you just feel so good to him

—‘T’ IS FOR TOY (Do they own toys? Do they use them; on a partner or themselves?)

Both! Loves to use them on you and for you to use them on him

—‘U’ IS FOR UNFAIR (how much they like to tease)

So unfair, loves to tease

Just likes to see you whine for him, then he'll give you what you both want

—‘V’ IS FOR VOLUME (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Very vocal, moans, groans, whimpers, and whines and doesn't care who hears

He'll want you to be vocal too, don't hold back

It spurs him on, encourages him

Boost his confidence hearing how good he's fucking you

Wants everybody to hear how good you're making him feel and how good he's making you feel

Will absolutely be calling you pretty while he's fucking into you

Talking you through your orgasms too

Tells you how good you feel, how good you are, how pretty you are, etc.

He gets so cocky after smh

—‘W’ IS FOR WILD CARD (Random headcannon(s) for the character of your choice)

He's a switch but v top leaning

He will bottom on occasion but he tops more

He really likes when you do take control, he loves the veiw

Absolutely hypnotized by his gorgeous girl topping him

Despite other ppl hc him to like degrading you, I think it would be the opposite ☝️

He doesn't like saying mean things to his love, he knows what that feels like

He likes praise, giving and receiving

Maybe I'm biased bc I'm a praise girl

He'll only degrade you if it's something you really like or if it's twisted with some kind of praise

"So pretty...such a pretty lil' slut f'me."

Loves kissing during it, likes feeling your moans and whines in his mouth

Pleasure dom?? yes!

He's a stalker and when he's watching you, he's rubbing his cock to his pretty little thing changing, showering, masturbating, sleeping, etc.

You just look so pretty doing absolutely anything, he can't get enough of you

And you have a very conveniently placed tree in front of one of your bedroom windows

He's hid in your closet while you were home jerking it too

He's such a fuckin creep <3

—‘X’ IS FOR X-RAY (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He's packing idc

7.5-8 inches, has some girth

Slightly curves up and to the left, flushed pink tip

Nice, round, heavy balls

—‘Y’ IS FOR YEARN (How high is their sex drive?)

Very high, his mind is always in the gutter

Constantly wants to fuck you

You gotta pry him off you sometimes, he's so feral

—‘Z’ IS FOR ZZZ (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

After the aftercare, he's knocked tf out.

But sometimes he'll just watch you as you're sleeping, caress your face and hair, and admire your beauty. He wonders how you could like someone like him :(

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borathae · 2 years

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“A terrible storm forces you and your lover to stay inside. Luckily for you, Yoongi has the best ideas to pass the time. Candlelight, soft touches and Shibari.”

Pairing: Vampire!Yoongi x f.Reader

Genre: established relationship!AU, Smut, BDSM theme

Warnings: soft Dom!Yoongi, sub!Reader, Shibari, he is so gentle with her, strength kink, he carries her cause he's a strong vampire & she loves that he does, lots of kisses, body worshipping, breast worship, praising, loving petnames, scent kink, fangs, gentle biting, oral (f.receiving), male masturbation, the safest subspace, loving aftercare, also I am aware that most rope art sessions don't include a lot of fumbling and that just the act of tying is considered enough but I wanted to put my own take on it because I think that Yoongi whilst finding great pleasure in the act of tying would still want to shower her in a little bonus attention

Wordcount: 6.8k

a/n: Upon popular demand here is Sanguis!Yoongi being in a soft dom mood and tying OC's body. There is just something about him taking the lead that makes me go 🥴dumb🥴, like he treATS HER SO WELL FUCK

You are sharing a blanket and a pillow, lying on the fur rug in front of the fireplace and playing shadow puppets.

It's storming outside. It enters the estate through the smallest of nooks and crannies, making the entire building sing. You don’t mind the sounds because you are cozied up with your love and like this, nothing can hurt you.

"Raawr", Yoongi mimics the growl of a wolf right before his little shadow wolf attacks your shadow rabbit and eats it.

"No, why did you do that?" you whine.

Yoongi chuckles softly, giving your hand a little squeeze.

"Don't blame me, that’s the circle of life."

"Yeah? Hssss", you make weird hissing sounds, attacking Yoongi’s wolf with a weirdly shaped humanoid figure, "dead."

"Dead? Sorry, what exactly was that supposed to be? A weird lump?"

"You, duh? You vampire-killed the wolf, obviously."

"That's not how I look", Yoongi complains in a laugh, "or sound. When have I ever hissed like that?"

"All the time."

"All the time?"

You turn your heads, looking at each other.

"Yep, you just don’t notice."

"You’re a brat", he says, tilting his head so your noses would touch.

You steal a kiss as an answer. Yoongi keeps his eyes closed afterwards, smiling softly.

Outside the storm picks up, throwing the rain against the windows angrily. Almost as if it wanted to punish it for something nobody will ever find out.

Lighting.

Instant thunder.

"Geez", you startle, drawing closer to Yoongi on instinct.

"Don't be scared, I’m here", he says in a soothing voice, letting you cuddle into his side all while his arm lays itself under your head.

"I'm not scared. Thunder is just so loud", you tell him.

"I know, right? We must be in the worst part right now."

Lighting and thunder again, howling of the strong wind and clattering of the shutters, forcing a flinch through you. Yoongi presses you closer instinctively, rubbing his hand up and down your arm slowly.

"God Yoongi, not gonna lie, maybe I'm a little scared. I don’t mind rain, but it’s so scary when the wind is really strong", you confess, which earns you a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"Don't be. This castle has seen it all. We're safe here."

"Yeah?"

"Mhm, yeah", he promises and kisses the bridge of your nose.

“Do you think my plants will be okay? What if they rip off?”

“I’m sure they will be okay. They’re strong”, he assures you.

“You think so?”

Yoongi hums a yes and kisses the tip of your nose, before trailing his kisses up to your forehead. You can’t deny the comfort this brings you, melting into a puddle of relaxation.

"You know what we should do?" he asks you.

"What? Tell me", you say, craning your neck to look up at him.

"Do something that takes your mind off the storm."

“Something that takes my mind off the storm?”

“Mh-hm yeah”, he mumbles, placing a kiss on your lips.

"And what's that supposed to be? Mhm?" you tease, caressing his tummy.

"Well, I", he flips you to your back, lying himself between your legs, "feel like being creative."

"Creative? Tell me more about it."

"Have you ever heard of Shibari?"

"Japanese rope art? Of course I have. There are a few books about it in the library. Why?"

"I'm into it."

"Well damn, Yoongi. You are full of surprises. First you let me be your kidnapper and now this. What’s next?”

“Ice cubes up my ass, always wanted to try.”

“Geez Yoongi.”

He chuckles, “I’m messing with you”, he says and pecks your cheek.

“Why do I get a feeling that you aren’t?”

“You can’t prove it”, he says and takes your hands to pin them above your head. Then he begins tracing your wrists and lower arms.

He does this often when you and him are alone. Pinning each other’s hands above the other’s heads has become such a regular thing in your cuddles that you aren’t surprised by when he does it tonight. As a matter of fact, you helped him with it, now enjoying the soft, innocent touches he gives you.

Thunder roars through the night again. The lighting brings out his real eyes for a quick second.

Yoongi intertwines his fingers with you, looking at you with mesmerised eyes.

“I can’t prove it?” you ask him.

“Yeah”, he grins boyishly, “so what do you think? Want to do something else?”

You know that Yoongi is shifting attention with that question, but you don’t mind.

“Is cuddling not good enough for you?” you tease him.

“No it’s good”, Yoongi says without hesitation. He buries his face in the crook of your neck and begins leaving kisses there, “just thought that maybe you wanted to do something else.”

“Are you going to do it to me or can I do it to you?” you ask him with your eyes closed because his neck kisses are to die for.

“I’m fine with both. What do you want to do? The decision is yours.”

“The decision is mine? But it was your idea.”

“I know, I want you to decide.”

“Fine, I’ll decide that you should decide.”

Yoongi huffs out air, “brat, just use your words”, he says, lifting his head for the sole purpose of sending you a faux annoyed look.

“I am.”

“No you’re not, you’re deflecting.”

You snicker, lifting your shoulders to your ears in a shy squirm. Yoongi’s eyes soften.

“Fuck, you’re so cute”, he presses out, using his strength to pull you up and sit you down on his lap. He kisses you, swallowing the surprised squeak you let out with gratefulness.

He breaks the kiss when you are searching for his closeness by pressing yourself into him. He tugs imaginary strands of hair behind your ears before cupping both your cheeks.

“Can I do it to you?” he asks you with his breathing quickened.

“Yeah”, you say quietly.

“Yes? Do you want me to do it to you, princess?”

You nod your head, squirming on his lap.

“Say it for me, love.”

“Yes, please do it to me”, you tell him.

“That’s my best girl”, he praises, speeding up your heartbeat with the praise. He soothes his fingers down your cheek, taking your chin between his thumb and pointer finger afterwards. It is such a small gesture, but it makes you fall. Yoongi knows so well just where to touch and what to say to get you there instantly. Into this warm fuzzy space of giving up control and letting him guide the journey. It feels so nice to fall when Yoongi is the one pushing you over the edge.

“Can you tell me what you say when you want me to stop, princess?”

“Snowdrop or I just have to think it and you’ll stop.”

Yoongi smiles proudly, caressing your chin once.

“Good job”, he praises, dancing his thumb over your lips.

You ache for the weight of it on your tongue, all of your senses are telling you to open your mouth and take him inside. But you shouldn’t because you would look too needy and Yoongi hasn’t even really started yet.

Not that he can’t already smell how excited you are. Your sweetness has been filling his senses ever since he dragged you on top of his lap.

“Now come with me”, he says, standing up with you in his arms.

“Why?”

“You get to choose the ropes, of course”, he says and smiles when you melt closer to him with a shy sigh. He pats your butt gently, pecking your cheek after you wrapped your arms around him and hid your face in his neck.

Yoongi takes you to his secret room. Hidden behind one of the bookshelves in his office with the doorknob camouflaged as a bust lies a spacious room. And in said room he is storing his insane collection of toys in hand carved furniture and displays. Sextoys if one may add.

Yoongi told you that this was the secret room he told you about all whilst you were still trying not to pass out in shock.

“I thought this was a joke”, you said back then, but ten minutes later he had you writhing for him on his big bed and with an array of toys by your side and you were very happy that he was not joking back then.

Yoongi sits you down on the massage desk he has standing in one corner of the room. He tries to step back only to fail when you hold him tightly.

“Princess”, he chuckles, squeezing your sides, “you’ve gotta let go.”

“Don’t wanna, you’re so warm.”

“Come on, let go”, he orders lovingly, tugging your arms away for you. But you wrap yourself right around him again, making him chuckle, “fine, then stay”, he says and picks you back up with one arm.

He carries you to the drawer and opens it, rummaging through it while you sigh and hum in his arm.

“Look princess, which ones do you want?”

You lift your head from his shoulder, looking at him with sparkly eyes. He pinches your cheek softly.

“Don’t look at me, look at the ropes”, he says with a smile.

“You’re so strong, Yoongi.”

“Love, the ropes”, he says, barely stifling the snicker threatening to escape.

“Oh yeah”, you say, turning your head. You rest your cheek on his shoulder and look into the drawer.

Yoongi has an impressive collection of ropes. Different colours, thicknesses, lengths and even materials. You can’t run out of ropes with him that much is sure (unless he rips through them again like he did that night).

“I want black”, you tell him.

“That’s a good choice and what material?”

“Something that feels good.”

He chuckles, “you’re something else. You know I can make every material feel good”, he says and grabs a bundle of tossa jute ropes, “let’s go with those, okay? They’ll look good and feel nice too.”

“Yes okay, I trust you.”

"Feel it", he offers you the rope and you do.

"Really soft. I want that one."

"As you wish."

Yoongi closes the drawer after grabbing a pair of safety scissors and leaves the toy room afterwards, locking it behind himself.

Once back in the bedroom, he sits down on the fur, placing you on top of his lap.

“How are you doing?” he asks, “do you still want to do it?”

“Yes, I’m already really excited. I never did actual rope art before.”

“I’ll go slow, okay? You’ll really love it, I promise.”

“I know. I never doubted you”, you tell him, caressing his shoulders, "that’s why I'm so excited because I know you'll make it fun."

Yoongi gives you a quick smile then lifts you off his lap, sitting you down on the fur. He gets on all fours to make it easier to kiss you. First your forehead then your lips. The kiss is meant to calm you down and really get you in the zone. Not that he has to do a lot for that to happen. You are so, so gone in the zone.

Yoongi breaks the kiss, gazing at you with loving eyes.

"You're so beautiful, my love", he whispers.

"You too", you tell him, feeling oh so giddy.

"Now tell me. Do you want to try it with your clothes on or can I undress you?"

"Which one feels better?"

"They both feel nice, it depends if you want to be naked or not", he explains and pecks your cheek just because he wanted to.

"It depends?" you ask.

"Yes, the decision is all yours, my princess. You don’t have to get naked if you don’t want to", he says quietly before nibbling on your ear gently.

Shivers run down your spine, your hands fall to his shoulders to hold him.

"I want to. Please Yoongi take off my clothes", you sigh, feeling him smile against your skin.

"Of course, my beautiful. Anything you want", he says and hooks his fingers in the hem of your shirt.

You help him by lifting your arms over your head. The shirt is off quickly, now discarded and forgotten.

"Oh princess", Yoongi says, letting his eyes run over your torso, "I won’t ever grow bored of that view."

"Don't say that", you whisper shyly, squirming when Yoongi gets even closer to you as he reaches behind you to open your bra.

The clasp opens with a skilled flick of his fingers. Yoongi however takes his time, lowering his head so he could trail kisses along your left shoulder. And while he kisses you, his fingers play with the bra strap, tugging it down your shoulder more and more until it finally slips down your arm.

You gasp as this happened, gasping again when Yoongi changes shoulders and begins kissing your skin with devoted lips. Down and down his fingers tug until finally the strap falls and with it your bra.

Yoongi doesn’t look at first, instead he continues kissing your shoulder, dancing his lips to your neck. One kiss right where your pulse is racing, then he lifts his head.

He looks at your chest, eyes filling with wonder.

"Look at you", he says, "shit, I can’t wait to put rope around them."

"Do you think it will look nice?"

"Of course it will. Your body is perfect for it", he says and smiles softly, "and your tits are the best."

"God Yoongi, stop being cheesy."

"It's you who taught me, don’t blame the student", he teases, which earns him a soft nudge to his chest.

"You're stupid", you murmur, making him chuckle.

"Perhaps", he says, sitting back on his heels. With fond eyes he studies your body.

You find yourself burning up under his intense gaze whilst at the same time basking in it. You feel shy and yet so incredibly attractive. Truly, being gazed upon by Yoongi feels like such a blessing.

"Do you want the pants gone too or should we keep them on?" he asks.

"Yes, gone please."

"Then stand up for me."

You follow with wobbly knees. Yoongi makes sure to support you by placing his strong hands on your waist. Like this he is kneeling in front of you, gazing up at you with love drunk eyes.

"My beautiful queen", he whispers, burying his face in your stomach. His hands, once on your sides, travel to your lower back. He hugs you oh so tightly, placing the most devoted kiss on your stomach.

"Tickles", you giggle, writhing away from him but he only pulls you closer.

"Don't flee, let me hold you", he orders so sweetly you can’t disobey.

Giggling, you allow him to place his kisses on your lower tummy and for his hands to rub up and down your back.

He slows down once the hem of your pants brush against his lips. With a flutter of his lashes, he looks up at you as he hooks his fingers in your pants and begins pulling.

First over the swell of your butt and then down in the front. Yoongi shifts his gaze to your lips and the way they are parting.

The fabric pools around your ankles. Said ankle gets touched by Yoongi before he makes you step out of the pants leg. He repeats it with the other side, running his hands up your legs once done.

"Spread your legs a little", he orders, touching your inner thighs.

You do so gladly, moaning softly when Yoongi uses the opportunity to leave a tender bite on your sensitive inner thigh. It was just a brush of his teeth and then his soft lips follow.

The other side gets kisses and a whispered praise of just how soft you are and a promise that he won’t ever grow bored of this feeling. And while he whispers sweet nothings into your skin, his fingers make sure that your panties leave your body.

You step out of them all on your own, sneaking a shy glance down at him. Yoongi is mesmerised by your middle as always. Not a day goes by where this man becomes any less obsessed with your core, tonight is no different. He inhales deeply and shudders.

"You smell so goddamn sweet", he rasps, pulling you closer with his hands on your butt.

You squeak and stumble, finding hold in his hair. You are so ready to get his tongue that it almost feels like betrayal when he doesn’t lock his mouth onto your pussy. Instead he kisses the spot right above it, inhaling with a deep growl of bliss.

"So fucking sweet", he mumbles, squeezing your butt.

"Please", you whimper, making him lift his head.

"Please what?"

"Eat me out."

Yoongi shakes his head, "not yet."

"But-"

"Be patient", he warns, squeezing your hips sternly, "now kneel for me."

"You're so mean", you mumble, following the command even if it hurts. You really, really wanted to be eaten out by him. Oh, you are yearning for it.

"Don't give me that face", Yoongi says, taking your chin between his fingers.

It only makes you pout harder, just so you can see what he will do.

"No, no", he says, gripping your cheeks softly yet sternly, "no pouting."

You furrow your brows. Yoongi squeezes your cheeks.

"No frowning either", he orders, dropping your cheeks just so he can caress your chin most tenderly with his thumb.

You relax your features because quite frankly, it feels so good to be good for him.

"There we go, you’re so beautiful", he praises, tracing your lips with his fingertips.

"Yoongi", you whisper.

"Yes, princess?"

"Just…want more", you murmur.

He chuckles and sits back on his heels, "you're so impatient", he says, "but fine, let's start with the tying. I'll go slow, okay?"

"Yes okay."

"Do you want me to restrain some of your movements or should we try merely decorative for a start?"

"What's better?"

"They’re both good. One will feel more constricting while the other will feel free."

"I don't know yet. Can we try without restraints?"

"Of course, that’s a good decision", he says and reaches for the ropes. He places them next to you, putting the safety scissors right next to them.

"Why do you have scissors?" you ask him.

"It's for getting you out quickly in case you don’t want to anymore for any reason or it starts to hurt."

"Can’t you just rip through the ropes? You’ve ripped through so many already."

Yoongi laughs and shakes his head, "I could, but let's not risk me giving you rope burns because I caused friction. Scissors are safer."

"Okay", you say, watching with great interest as he decides on which rope to get, "thank you for doing this with me and for explaining all of it. It’s so much fun to learn with you."

Yoongi sneaks a fond glance at you before looking back at the ropes.

"Thank you for wanting to do this with me. You’re fulfilling a dream of mine", he says and lifts a bundle of neatly tied rope, "I will wrap this around your torso now, okay?"

"Yes, just tell me what to do."

"Relax and enjoy it", he says, crawling behind you, "I will tell you whenever you need to do something."

"Okay", you say, shivering when Yoongi wraps his arms around you from behind and kisses your neck.

You let your head fall against his shoulder, caressing his lower arms.

"Is this part of it?" you sigh.

"It's all part of it. I'll make you feel so good, princess", he whispers against your skin, "so good, hear me?"

"Yeah, I do", you tell him, exhaling shakily when he sucks on your favourite spot.

"So sweet", he rasps, "love your taste."

"Tickles", you sigh, shivering like crazy.

He purrs and finally releases your tender skin. He kisses the spot to soothe it, placing the next kiss on your shoulder. And while he kisses you, he begins tying you by placing the rope around your shoulders.

"How's that?" he asks.

"Really soft", you say, drawing closer.

"That's good to hear, I’ll do the first knot now, ready?"

You nod your head, "so ready", you say, looking down at your own torso.

Yoongi placed the rope around your shoulders in a way so that the ends would tangle over your torso on each side. He crosses said sides, securing the position with an intricate knot. He continues the pattern all the way down to your belly button, leaving little kisses and bites on your shoulders and neck the entire time.

"That's so pretty", you say, arching your back to help Yoongi. He is trailing the rope to your back, guiding it along your waist before crossing it in the back. It tickles as he ties the knot.

"I've only started, it'll get nicer."

"But it's already so nice. It's like I'm wearing a pretty tie."

Yoongi chuckles deeply, inching closer now that he reaches to the front again. He kisses your jawline as he does, eliciting a surprised yet happy gasp from you.

He ties another knot and guides the rope to the back. And as he does, he makes sure to dance his fingertips over your skin, forcing goosebumps to cover every inch of your body.

Your hips are squirming, your thighs press together. You can’t lie, this turns you on a lot. He is attentive and slow in his touches. The feeling is so special, riling you up so wonderfully.

Yoongi breaks away from your neck, "stay like this, okay?"

"What are you doing?"

"Gotta get to the front."

"Okay."

Yoongi sits down on his heels and reaches for the second rope. He begins by securing it on the loops he created with the first rope. Like this a criss-cross pattern adorns your upper chest, looking like the most intricate neck piece. Once done, he leads it above your breasts, forcing heat to your cheeks.

"Oh god that’s-" you fluster, meeting his concerned gaze.

"Why's your heart racing? Should we stop?"

"No, it’s just so", you lower your gaze and giggle, "my boobs are so framed now."

Yoongi smiles warmly, "I know", he says in a sweet voice, "they look so beautiful this way."

You look at him, feeling oh so beautiful. Especially when he comes closer as he wraps the rope around you.

"Yoongi, it feels good", you whisper, getting lost in his eyes.

"It does", he speaks gently, guiding the soft rope back to the front to attach it to the loop right between your breasts.

He works so diligently and intently. Like most things he does. Cooking, baking, making music, even simple tasks like placing groceries in the cart or helping you in the garden. Yoongi does them with such intent and always with so much tender care. For someone who could easily lift a car with one arm and for someone who insists to not know how to be gentle, he carries nothing but softness in his hands.

Yoongi lifts his head, meeting your glassy gaze.

"What's the matter?"

"It's just that everything you do is always so gentle", you whisper, "I feel so safe with you."

"Oh", he flusters, "thank you", he cringes, "sorry, I meant you can. I want you to feel safe."

"I do."

Yoongi looks at you. Feeling overwhelmed by happiness, he leans in to kiss your lips.

"Nothing's gonna hurt you, love", he whispers, "as long as you want to be with me, I won’t leave your side."

"Good then don’t ever leave."

Yoongi exhales shakily, nodding his head, "promise."

"Good."

He works with even more tenderness for his next tie. Guided to the back once before brought to the front right underneath your breasts, the soft rope gets tied to one of the loops. Like this your chest piece is finished, now framing your breasts most beautifully. The rope feels snug against your chest without giving pressure. It’s such a nice feeling.

"There we go", Yoongi says, stopping his tying for a moment to admire his work, "you look fucking beautiful."

You sneak a glance down at yourself, feeling your heart flutter.

'They’re so in focus", you whisper, looking at his face instead.

He is mesmerised, nodding his head in agreement whilst his eyes race over your framed breasts.

He places his big hands underneath them, running his thumb along the black rope. It elicits an impatient gasp from you, forcing your back to arch into his touch in chase for more.

Yoongi gives it to you gladly, leaning down to place the most tender kiss on your skin. He places his left hand right between your shoulder blades, helping you arch your back just right so he can reach your chest easier. And while he does, his right hand massages your unkissed breast as his lips travel along your other side.

You feel your skin prickle as Yoongi takes your nipple between his lips to suck it softly. Wet and warm the sensation lingers on your skin, turning into a cold shiver once he releases your swollen pebble to kiss your flesh instead.

"You're my prettiest", he praises, sealing the promise with a kiss to the part which tingles the most.

You squirm, giggling quietly.

He lifts his gaze upon hearing his favourite sound, giving you a blinding smile.

"Do that again", he says, eliciting a giggle from you just because he is Yoongi and you’re so happy because of him. He raises his head quickly, noses brushing together and breaths intermingling as he giggles with you, "this is my favourite sound", he confesses, claiming your lips in a kiss mid-smile.

You feel so giddy once he pulls back, squirming happily when he looks into your eyes.

"Don't ever stop doing it", he orders and you nod your head, "good. My pretty."

And with that he grabs the rope again to continue his tying. He wraps it around your torso, tying it in the back before guiding it to the front and securing it in one of the loops. Like this one more intricate netting is sitting right underneath your chest, accenting your curves perfectly.

Yoongi finishes off with a comfortable knot at the back, travelling his hands over the ropes on his way to the front.

"The chest piece is done", he tells you, admiring his work with lovedrunk eyes, "it's fucking beautiful on you."

"You really think so?"

"Of course, hey", he takes your waist between his safe hands, tugging you close to him. His eye contact is intense and mesmerising, "you're the most beautiful person ___, do you hear me? Don’t doubt yourself."

"You're so cheesy", you murmur, having to giggle afterwards.

"I'm serious", he says, allowing you to wrap your arms around his waist so you can hug him.

"I'm so happy", you confess.

"Me too", Yoongi says, caressing the back of your neck. He loves how good you smell. Happiness and so much love. You smell so good this way.

"What are you going to do next?" you ask him, melting under his loving caress.

"I could do your legs", he offers, "if you still want to continue, that is."

"Yes please, do my legs", you plead, sitting back impatiently, "should I do it like that?"

"No, stand up again."

You follow happily, gasping as Yoongi grips your hips strongly just to squeeze them.

"You're so wet, what the hell", he murmurs, eyes glued to your pussy.

"Taste it?" you offer in a shy whisper, earning yourself a glance from you.

"Don't tempt me", he says, kissing your lower tummy, "fuck, I wanna have you."

"Don't say that", you whine, rubbing your thighs together which makes Yoongi growl playfully.

He pinches your tummy with his teeth, squeezing your hips. Then he sits back on his heels, starting his art by wrapping the rope around your waist a few times until you are wearing a comfortable rope belt. It feels like unbearable teasing to have him so close to where it aches the most, but with no intention of stilling said ache. You can barely stand still without feeling the urge to rub your thighs together or buck your hips closer to him.

"Base is done", he announces, gripping the rope belt just so he can tug you closer.

"A-ah", you stumble, knees wobbling unbearably because like this you can feel his breath swirl over your pussy.

"I can do this now", he says, half-lidded eyes glued to your pussy, "I can tug you closer, princess."

You roll your hips into him, hoping for a brush of his lips. But Yoongi doesn’t give it to you, moving his head back and leaving you oh so desperate. You whine, which he ignores with a small smirk curling at the right corner of his lips.

He drops his hands from the rope belt, reaching for another set of rope. He starts off with your left leg, using the black rope to draw a pattern of tight knots and symmetrical loops down your thigh. It feels so torturously good. You are so terribly desperate for his touch. Granted, his touch has been dancing over your skin ever since he began tying, but it is not what you crave most. You want him between your legs, lapping at your aching core and gripping your hips strongly.

Yoongi lifts his head after finishing the pattern. His eyes are ruby, glowing in insatiable hunger for you. The view makes your knees wobble and for your pussy to ache even more.

"I'm so dizzy", he confesses, "you smell so fucking good. It’s so hard to concentrate."

"Please don’t hold back", you beg, rolling your hips against nothing in hopes he understands.

His eyes flicker, tongue darting out to wet his lips.

"Shit, princess you’re so temptatious", he croaks, squeezing your hips as his eyes flit to your pussy. He draws closer, moaning softly as he parts his lips.

"Yes, please", you keen, chasing him. Finally. Finally you will get his touch.

You can already feel it on you. His soft lips, his wet tongue, his warmth and eagerness. Yoongi ate you out so many times already that you can recall just how wonderful he feels, riling yourself up in the process.

Yoongi darts his tongue out, being so close that you can feel the heat radiate off of him. Your clit throbs, you feel excitement spill out of you.

Even closer. Yoongi inhales deeply, twisting his fingers in the rope belt. One more tilt of his head. You close your eyes in preparation, leaking like crazy.

"No", the warmth disappears, leaving you hurting in desperation, "stop tempting me. I'm not done yet."

"Yoongi please", you whimper, knees wanting to give up on you. Holy shit, you feel edged even if he didn't touch you.

"No. No whining. I have to finish this", he says, voice raspy in his own desperation. He suffers just as much as you do. He wants nothing more than your sweetness.

He works sloppily on your second leg. Not that he wants to, but his fingers are shaking and his vision is blurry and because of that, he messes up too many times for his liking.

He opens yet another wrongly done knot, lifting his head.

"Can you see what you're doing to me? I've messed up again", he says, speech impared by his fangs.

"Please hurry up", you beg, twisting his hair between your clammy fingers.

Yoongi curses, fixating his gaze back to his work. Two more knots and then the pattern is finished. He works with his breathing sped up and his cock straining his pants. One more knot. You moan above him, filling his nose with your sweet scent.

Yoongi gulps, feeling drool drip from his chin. He doesn’t bother to wipe it, instead he licks his lips and furrows his brows.

One more. He can do it. He is a master of control after all. Controlling his desire for you has to be easy for him. One more knot.

He shivers as you twist his hair again, feeling his control slip more and more.

He blinks rapidly to focus his eyes. One more knot! It’s not that hard.

Yoongi finally manages to perfect it.

"Finally", he says, "holy fuck, princess", he growls, picking you up within a second just to, one more second later, have you on top his chaiselounge, forcing a high-pitched moan out of you.

He grabs you by your rope belt and tugs you right to the edge of it, so he can kneel between your spread legs and admire your pussy.

And he does, he admires her with tripping fangs and a throbbing cock.

"You're so soaked", he growls, pulling you onto his face with the help of the ropes.

"Ah!" your voice is pitched, sounding so terribly desperate, "Yoongi", his name is soaked in pleasure, your legs are trembling.

Yoongi pins down your squirming hips with the help of the ropes, looking up at you with his mouth latched onto your swollen clit.

Your gazes meet. Yoongi thrusts his hips against nothing because of it, feeling way too desperate. You look so ruined. Eyes all out of focus and lips agape.

He breaks away from you.

"You taste fucking amazing tonight", he rasps, "I'm going crazy."

"Yoongi", you whimper, reaching for his hair.

He gives it to you with a tilt of his head, using the moment to play with your clit. With his tongue, flicking and swirling it over your sensitive bundle of nerves until he has you whimpering loudly and your hips chase him desperately.

"Shit princess", he breaks away in a demonic growl, concoction of your juices and his drool tripping down his chin, "you have too much power over me. I just wanted to tie you and now look at me", he laughs lazily, tilting his head back to show off his deep red lips glistening because of you, "drowning in your pussy juice like it's my purpose."

You mewl, silencing his dangerous tongue by pushing him onto your pussy. He moans loudly, accepting his fate with rolled back eyes.

He slurps and swallows loudly, using his entire head to grind his mouth and tongue against your pussy. He lingers on your favourite spots, speeds up when you taste the sweetest, growls when you shake in surprise.

You are moaning and whimpering above him, twisting his hair and arching your back way too often. Waiting for his touch for so torturously long was so worth it. He feels like the only heaven you want to be sent to.

Not long and his pants are pulled down just enough that he can get his cock out. The fabric of them pinches him right at his base, but Yoongi likes that sensation. It makes his cock even harder and his veins oh so swollen.

He breaks away from your pussy just so he can spit a healthy amount of your juices and his drool into the palm of his hand. He wraps his soiled hand around his cock and begins jerking himself off quickly.

"Fuck", he curses under his breath, "fucking shit princess, you got me jerking off", he tells you, smothering himself with your pussy again.

You throb against him, hips rolling up and voice trembling in your throat.

Yoongi rarely jerks off. That’s what he told you. And to know that you've got him so good tonight that he can only handle himself by jerking off makes you want to pass out right here and there. You've got him jerking off. You've got him fucking jerking off.

Just imagining how his big hand works his cock, how small it probably makes it look even if Yoongi is far from being small, just how prominent his veins must look. How his knuckles most definitely turned pale because you learned that if Yoongi grips his cock, he grips it hard. And then how wet he must be, how his spit and your juices are mixing with his precum and covering every single inch of his swollen cock and huge hand.

"Fuck Yoongi, please slow down", you beg, because your own imagination got you way too close.

Yoongi breaks away, licking his soiled lips.

"Are you close?" he asks, arm tensing and relaxing in sync with his hand around his cock. It taunts you that you can't see more. Just his arm and his torso moving. Nothing more.

"You're jerking off, it’s so hot", you keen, painting a dark smirk to his lips.

"Only you can make me wanna do that, princess", he rasps, sticking out his tongue only to seconds later drag it through your folds to your sensitive clit.

You tense up. Shudder. Moan.

Yoongi flicks it right where it feels the best, fueling the fire, which seconds ago died down so gently. The flames are getting hotter and hotter again, your stomach tightens uncontrollably.

"Slow please", you beg, twisting his hair.

Yoongi squeezes around his sensitive cockhead, growling into your pussy. He won't slow down because he wants you to cum on his tongue. It’s all he needs.

"Yoongi please, I'm gonna cum", you mewl, kicking the pillows desperately.

"Good", he growls, pinning down your hips whilst twisting his hand around his cock. He flicks his tongue over your favourite spot, lifting his gaze because he knows it is time.

"I'm cumming", you gasp, coming undone with an arch of your back as you throw your head back as far as possible.

Yoongi moans deeply, squeezing his eyes shut. Your taste becomes a hundred times better, coating his throat and tongue.

"Fu-uck", he gets out and then his cock throbs in his own high, soiling his hand and clothes with his hot seed. It’s the best fucking orgasm ever, he thinks, as he keeps licking your clit even through his shakes.

He wants you to feel fucking eternal and you do. You feel so fucking good.

You can hear your own heartbeat in your ears once you come down, flinching in overstimulation which Yoongi thankfully registers. He pulls back, littering your inner thighs with kisses instead.

"Good job, my princess", he praises, voice trembling in the aftershocks of what just happened.

"I'm so dizzy", you get out, staring at the far away ceiling and wondering if it has always been dark blue (it has).

"Me too", Yoongi agrees, climbing atop the chaise lounge with wobbly knees, "look at what you made me do."

Your eyes flit down, "oh god, Yoongi", you have to laugh, "how hard did you cum?"

"So hard, it’s everywhere", he says, plopping down on top of you, "that was the best orgasm ever."

"Really? The best ever?"

"One of many. You’re so good", he says and lifts his head, "but how are you doing? Is everything alright with you?"

"Yeah", you say in a cute voice, expression becoming terribly goofy, "I'm so fuzzy and happy. You made me cum so hard."

His features soften, "that’s what I like to hear. You’re my queen, you deserve the best."

You giggle.

Yoongi cups your face, caressing your cheek with his eyes spilling over in love.

"You're so cute", he says, "shit, I wanna put you in my pocket."

"Please do, I bet it's so cozy", you say, making him chuckle and pinch the tip of your nose.

"I'll eat you", he says, kissing your cheek before biting it carefully, "my princess", he whispers solely because he loves nothing more than those two words.

You chase his closeness, feeling so incredibly warm and safe. He wraps his arms around you, rolling you and him to the side so you can really hide in his chest. And you do. You hide in his embrace until the world around you is gone. It’s just you and him right now. You couldn’t handle more. Naked, high in your afterglow and so vulnerable you can only handle him to be present.

Yoongi loves to be that for you. Your escape and safe space to calm down and find your way back again. He knows that you won’t be able to talk for a while, just as he won’t get a lot of other reactions from you. You are gone in his embrace. But he doesn’t mind, he wants you to take all the time you need.

He kisses the crown of your head and closes his eyes, getting lost in the feeling of holding the only treasure he will ever have the honour of calling his’. He will clean up both of you later, he will open the ropes and run you a warm bath and then he will wash your hair according to how you showed him. And then he will cook you something small and make you tea to warm you up and he will give you his softest jumper to wear.

But for now he will lie here and hold you.

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