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yeyinde · 1 year

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YES the smoking kink is developing... im asthmatic but im also a whore so id give anything to sit on price's lap while he smokes his cigar. idk if you do smuts BUT mmmm imagine c*ckw*rming him, sitting all nice and pretty for him, him calling you a good [insert nickname here] or "sweet little pet, behaving so well for me" abdvsvdhisb my brain is short-circuiting there is only daddy price thots

"Good girl—," it's a coarse purr slurred around the end of his cigar, billowing with satisfaction. Dark, rich. The euphonious praise makes you shiver. "—bein' so good for me, ain't you, mm?"

⇾word count: 2,2k

⇾warnings: cockwarming, mentions of smut; dom!Price; breeding kink; feelings resolution (kinda)

⇾notes: i'm back on my soft Price agenda.

There is a dull throb in your body—the twinge of a low-grade fever—that simmers in your marrow. You feel like a massive contusion: worn and sore, tender. It’s not entirely dissimilar to an elastic band pulled too far, stretched too taut; it slips, skin smarting where it strikes. The burn makes you mewl into the soft, damp heat pressed beneath your cheek. The rich scent of oakmoss and cedar fills your nose, settling heavily in your lungs.

You find comfort in the charred sycamore and sweat that trickle down your throat.

Lashes flutter in a futile effort to blink away the milky cobwebs that spool over your eyes and shroud the world in moondust, but each blink feels like an offering to Hypnos. It keeps you in that equinox of sleep and wakefulness: a borderland between two states.

You blink again, lashes connecting like a lock and key. An anchor.

It feels like a battle to open them, but you do when the land beneath you ripples. Rumbles. The movements of tectonic plates; the aftershocks jar you into cognisance.

Your heavy eyes lift. The world is condensed into a blurry varicoloured smear of wry burnt umber curls, blotchy peach and pink flesh dusted with topaz freckles, and the hazy edge of a white collar.

It takes you a moment to shake off the tendrils of Hypno's grip, and then you’re back—back, but not quite. You exist in a hazy realm of understanding. A strange purgatory where you last remember searing heat, and pressure, and—

Being battered by the thick of his cock, wrenched around like a rag doll as he planted his feet on the floor, and canted his hips into your quivering body. It is all a murky bog of bliss and euphoria. Gentle words. The grind of him digging into the plug of your womb, the searing heat when his mouth latched onto your pulse point. The molten bloom in your cunt when he came, filling you up.

Resting your head on his chest—eyes mercury and head fuzzy; somnolence leaking over you like slow-rolling molasses. Just for a minute, you slurred out, basking in that liquid pleasure that spooled inside you. Just a minute.

It all lingers in a gossamer of pleasure that bleeds over your thoughts.

And now:

Cognisance returns in a slow drizzle of familiarity.

Rough skin grazing yours. Thumb brushing the aching knob of your hips where he dug his fingers into the soft give of your flesh, rutting into you like a man starved. The deep, even breaths that crackle in your ear; the rise and fall of his chest. The warmth of his body. The heavy scent of him permeates around you—amber, cured spruce wood, burning tobacco leaves, and smoke.

The sizzle of burning tobacco leaves. Charred ashes. The scent of his cigar clots in the humid air.

Your head pounds from the explosion of endorphins that ripped through each synapse until they were liquid, and brimming with bliss; your body buzzing as each and every nerve pulsed with the deluge of dopamine. The crash of it leaves you feeling windswept, and conquered.

A low hum resounds through your chest, the echo of it reverberating through your ribcage. The hand slides from your hips, resting heavily on the small of your back. Coarse hair ticking your nose. The rustle of paper sounds somewhere in the distance—clearer, now, that the world has stopped spinning.

An elastic band stretches, and stretches, and—

Pressure. Tacky warmth. A fullness that perches on the equilibrium of familiar and foreign.

—snaps back.

You mewl at the liquid fire in your veins, and the too-full feeling inside of you.

"Shush, shush." His beard grazes your cheek when he lowers his chin to your ear, voice thick and full of smoke, drenched in nicotine. "Easy, love. Sleepin' beauty back with me, eh?"

You huff into his neck, throat thick with his taste and barren of words. Bone dry, your tongue slips out, drags over your kiss-bruised lips, accidentally catching the iodine on his skin. Balmy sweat. The sea in autumn. You press your mouth to his pulse, feverish for the familiar taste, and eager for more. Teeth scrape across his skin, suckling in the ambrosiac tang of him until it floods your mouth.

He rumbles again, a throaty trill that makes your core throb. Another inhale around his cigar; a crutch, you think, to stem the want.

Price pulls it away, arm brushing over your back. You can see the smoke rise out of the corner of your eye. It's clutched between his thumb and forefinger, dangling over the armrest.

"Start that again, and I'll end up throwin' my back out." He husks, warm hand dragging up the length of your spine until he cups the back of your leaden head. "Ain't as young as I was."

The heat of his voice, the way the smoky roll makes your belly flutter, brings awareness to that strange sensation inside of you. Your sore muscles clench around the thick of it—

"Fuckin' hell—!" His head falls back, tipping against the back of the seat. The groan that slips out is stretched taut and frayed.

Your thighs flex, shifting. You feel the sticky mess pooling in his lap, glueing the coarse hair dusting over his thighs to the back of your legs, under your ass. It leaks out around the plug of his softening cock.

He's still inside of you.

It ricochets through you, rippling down your spine.

The sensation of it sits in a strange haze of pleasure; it feels good to have him inside you like this, but without the normal movement, the grind of him against your walls—brassbound, thick—it feels foreign. Different. A dip into too much. The pressure of him sitting there, still stretching your walls taut, makes you keen in your throat.

"Ah—John—"

“I got you,” he says, etching small circles over your spine, head tilting to nuzzle his chin over your crown. Soothing. Calming. "I want you like this," he murmurs, throat clicking when he swallows. "Want you sat on my cock—just like this—while I finish up here. Can you do that for me?"

You huff, breath pluming over the skin of his neck until goosebumps form. It's strange, and too much, and—

"It's okay," he rasps, cock thickening with each of your exploratory wiggles. His hand slides down your back, settling you with a soft noise. "Easy, now. Just take it, yeah? Keep me inside of you like this. All my cum inside of your cunt."

He burrows his head into your neck, beard scratching over your raw skin. It makes you moan, makes you flutter around him, pulsing like a heartbeat. His words are nirvana in your veins; a bludgeon to your core.

"Might even take hold, eh? Filled you up—nice and deep—and now it's gonna stay here, mm? Gonna—fuck—gonna get you—"

He bites the word off with a growl when you moan, muscles spasming around him. More cum leaks out of the tight seal.

He groans again. A purr imbued with smoke. "You want that, don't you? Want to be good for me, mm? Just like this."

You swallow down the briny taste of him on your tongue, lashes fluttering. Heat pools in your belly.

Just like this. Just like—

You’ve never considered keeping him inside of you after he was finished, sat pretty and fucked stupid on his cock, but it ignites a fever under your skin. There is something intimate about it that makes your heart prickle, and your breath quicken. You shift, burrowing deeper into his hold. It's easy to find comfort on his lap, in his arms. You exhale deeply through your nose, breath ghosting through the coarse scruff on his neck.

It's a strange feeling being completely bare, stuffed to the brim with him. Your thighs are tacky from his spend slowly leaking out around the bulk of him as he moves in his chair, finding his own comfort.

His gaze slides to you when he brings the cigar to his mouth, eyes pitched low and liquid in the soft, jaundiced light of the lamp on his desk, waiting. The spark of ochre, bright vermillion, as he inhales catches in the sapphire pools. Magna in shades of blue. Mercury congeals on the rim.

He looks good with a cigar dangling from his teeth.

"Alright?" He murmurs around the thick of it, soft and velour—eyes brimming with something thick, syrupy sweet.

It surprises you sometimes that this man who's often nursing tea to soothe the rawness in his throat after howling himself mute on the battlefield can speak so gingerly. Growling whispers; pinched commands barked out in rasps are one thing, but this—

Soft curls of smoke seep into the aether. Mild and molten. Liquid fire.

The fact that this adamantine man speaks to you, only you, in abated whispers, as if he's softening himself, scourging the grit from his throat after years of screaming himself raw, sneaking his father's cigars in his youth, and down glasses of scotch as if it was water makes something rear within you.

It clots inside your pericardium: a mass of affection, cloying and full.

He wants this. You can see it in the dichotomy of blue that fixes itself on you, firm and unyielding. He wants it, but he won't take it. He won't make you stay here if you don't want to. You feel him inside of you, and the contrast juxtaposition between earlier when he was seated just as deep, in this very position, to now, when the room is bathed in ochre, and thick with the scent of sex and sweat and stale tobacco, is worlds apart. Different. But—

It's somehow more intimate than when he'd sat over his knee, and slapped the cheeks of your ass until it was bright red and blistering. Or when he perched you on the edge of his desk, growling out commands when you adjusted, trying to stem the sting when you sat, and buried his face between your thighs, drenching his beard in your slick.

Him, inside of you like this feels—

Natural. Domestic.

You flush, heart thudding as the bloom of—

Affection. And something else, something you bite into pieces, chewing between your molars until it's ground down into ash, masticated before it can be spoken aloud. Unutterable words not meant for the brisk and brutal physicality of your relationship, and yet.

It's there. Lingering.

Your head swims. You drop your forehead to his chest, greedily soaking in the warmth that bleeds through his still-damp shirt. His heart thuds in your ear, crown pressed beneath his chin when you turn.

Price waits for a moment, eyes still burrowing down at you, searching for any flicker of discomfort. Always the dutiful leader even when he's buried to the hilt inside of you. At your soft, breathy sigh, he turns away from you. Clears his throat of the smoke, thumb cresting over the knobs on your spine.

"Good girl—," it's a coarse purr slurred around the end of his cigar, billowing with satisfaction. Dark, rich. The euphonious praise makes you shiver. "—bein' so good for me, ain't you, mm?"

"Yes," it's tremulous, brittle. The breathy whisper makes his pulse quicken. His nostrils flare. His brows tick, waiting. Expectant. And you flush, words thick and soporific when you utter them:

"Yes, daddy."

He groans, throbbing inside of you. The cigar wobbles, teetering dangerously between his lax mouth. He rights it, biting into it with a snarl. "Bloody hell…"

He doesn't act on it. His eyes crest, lidded and full of smouldering want, but he lets it rest, lets the flame simmer. It's not about that right now. Not yet. Not when there is a small fell of paperwork on the desk behind you, and sleep beckons you, spits poison in the crest of your eyes, glossy and lachrymose until your eyes grow fuzzy, thick with exhaustion.

His weighted gaze lifts when you melt in his embrace, settled, secure. Just where he wants you. Needs you.

Price reaches for the paper, trading it for the cigar. His gaze oscillates between the report in his hands—unspeakable evils in underbellies unknown—and the soft way you muzzle into his chest. You can feel his eyes on you. A pendulum. It makes you smile, heart singing.

When he eases in his seat, eyes drifting back to his work, low hum and murmurs falling from his lips as he loses himself in the ugliness of the world, you press your lips to the tender beat of his pulse and whisper those unutterable words into the smoke-drenched warmth of his chest.

His breath catches, a shallow exhale. His hand stills. Body tenses.

Your lashes flutter when you open your eyes, meeting his liquid gaze.

His shoulders sag. You hear the rising crescendo of his heart when he presses his lips to your crown. He clears his throat again. His thumb brushes your spine, slower this time. Reverent.

Charred, husking words, the colour smoke seeping from the end of his lit cigar, spill from his lips, tender, softer, than ever before.

#this was really fun to write ngl #soft price is my new favourite thing ever #i also listened to nothing but lana while writing him #so i guess i should tag that as a mood #captain john price #captain john price x reader #captain john price x you #john price #john price cod #john price x reader #john price x you #call of duty modern warfare

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donutsupremacy · 8 months

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Warnings

Written during 4.0

Idk how to smut tbh so brave urself

⚠️MINORS DNI, SMUT ONLY⚠️

Reader is gender neutral, but still has a hole— somewhere lol

Reader is submissive because I say so

Reader isn't traveller

Reader having a vision or not is up to your choice, it's irrelevant either way

Heizou is self-indulgent and long asf but let's pretend it's not

Xiao, Heizou and Scara give u crempie (Breeding kink kinda not exactly but uwu)

There's both degrading and praising I think u know who has which

ALL OF THESE ARE 100% CONSENSUAL AND YOU'RE THEIR S/O

Edg*ng (Aether)

C*ckw*rming (Venti)

Exh*biti*nism (Xiao)

Blindfolded (Kazuha)

S*mn*philia (Heizou)

Bondage (Wanderer)

Ooc 1000%

A/N: I'm too busy to do kinktober, but I decided to make this as a quick way to satiate my own thirsty ass

I probably wrote some of these kinks in a wrong way.

I kinda released this a few weeks ago by accident— those who somehow saw it before I made it private and then deleted it pls just ignore that it was a draft after all :'D

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MINORS DNI ⚠️

Aether (Edging)

Your teeth and nails sunk into his already sensitive, hot flesh, grunting as his hips snapped against yours violently. The bed underneath you creaks just as loud as the erotic sounds of his cock pistoning in and out of you.

A strained, shaky moan slips past your lips, the core in your abdoment tightening as he rubs every inch of your inner walls. Just a little more and you're going to—

*Shhlck~*

"Gh—!..."

You arched your back, shivering as he left your gaping hole empty, the burning sensation in your lower region had dissipated once again. "Y-You-!!"

"Sshh... Paimon's stirring a little~"

You hesitantly looked over at Paimon sleeping nearby, her eyes closed with drool streaming down her lips, she must be having a lovely dream while her two travelling companions were busy satisfying eachother's lustful desires.

You huffed, looking up and glaring at the blonde, the smirk on his face only made your face flush brighter. "What's wrong?... Feeling empty?~" He teased, rubbing salt in the wound by poking your abused hole with his cock coated in your fluids, the tip slipping inside with ease.

You almost bit your own tongue off, a quiet grunt slipping past your lips. Before you could even say anything, he had plunged into you again, grounding your arms down as you gasped at your stretched walls.

"A-Aeth-!!" "Lower your voice... If you don't, i'm not letting you finish~"

The sound of his skin slapping against yours was the only thing you could hear other than your erratic breaths, your eyes rolling upwards into your skull from your abused walls being rubbed so violently.

"Ah... always s-so tight~..."

He leans down, his shoulders with several bite marks belonging to you now right at your lips. "Go on, you can bite it again~" You sunk your teeth into his flesh once again, a shaky breath heard from the blonde.

"P-Please... please!!" You managed to wheeze out quietly, shaking like a leaf as you felt a wave of pleasure about to wash over you, your toes curling, barely able to contain a scream of—

* Shhhhliiick~*

The incoming pleasure died quicker than it came once he pulled out, your mouth detaches from his shoulder with a shaky sigh as he leaned away from you, grinning at your flushed, sweaty face, trembling with quiet whimpers and tears streaming down your face. You look so wonderful like this...

"Please... please, p-please..." You whispered out, feeling your mind running in circles, chasing after the bliss Aether had denied you of many times. You were going inane, all you could think about was him railing you into a blabbering mess.

He plants a soft kiss on youre forehead, a sniffle heard from you as the arousal in your lower half only burned in pain. "My dear, that isn't going to work... you're being too noisy."

With a chuckle, his twitching cock nudges at your entrance, a choked sob coming from you was all he needed for encouragement as he slips himself inside, panting as your entrance swallowed him whole without a problem.

You whimpered, your walls were so sensitive. And yet, he continued to plunge in and out of you so mercilessly.

"Keep quiet now... we're almost there~"

This teasing bastard...

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Venti (Cockwarming)

Straddled on his lap, stripped of your clothes from top to bottom, legs wrapped around his waist while your arms held onto him for dear life. A single arm holding your hips and grounding you down on his cock, your chest pressed against his. It was quite a situation you found yourself in.

"D-Done...?" You managed to ask in a trembling tone, you didn't want to turn around, not yet. If you so as to shift even a little bit, you'll immediately come undone with him still inside of you.

Suggesting this was a horrible idea.

You heard the sound of him sighing, but it sounded more playful than frustrating. His fingers tapped against your skin as he held your waist tightly, it was as if he had an electro vision, sending jolts of electricity dancing across your delicate skin.

"Mmm... I'm in quite a conundrum with this verse, love... What do you think of;—" At that point, your mind had gone blank, you buried your head into his shoulders with soft whimpers pouring out of your lips.

Everything was too hot, your body, your skin, his touches. It's getting unbearable now.

He stopped, chuckling in amusement as he set his lyre down, rubbing circles on your back. You're not sure if he was trying to soothe you, or make it worse as you arched your back at his touch. And then, you moaned oh-so-quietly.

"Mmm... That sound... it's- heavenly~" Venti whispered in a husky tone, his hot breath hitting the shell of your ear, sending chills down your spine. "I... would like to hear more, if you may?"

You opened your mouth to decline, but your words were left lodged in your throat as you felt both of his hands now gripping your waist. You hitched a breath, his fingers pressing against your delicate skin.

"Actually, you know what? Allow me~"

His fingers dug deeper into your flesh, grabbing a tight hold of your waist before lifting you up almost effortlessly, nearly out of your hole, and then slamming you back down onto his cock.

"H-HAAH!! V-VENTI—!!!"

He grunted when your dug your nails into his back, but it was well worth it to see you grasping onto him tighter than ever, your breathing uneven and your body shaking like a leaf.

Flushed face, sweating bullets. The way your soft inner walls hugged him, clasping down on the base of his cock, refusing to free him. He took that as an invitation. "A-Ah~ I think i've found the perfect melody!... But—"

You were still in a dazed state, confused as his words as you were fucked out of your mind. It wasn't until you felt him grasp your hips again did he lift you almost all the way up, before shoving you back down without a second to spare.

"V-VENT—!!~..."

He throbbed inside of you, and you felt that burning sensation shoot throughout your body. It didn't help when he purposely shifted around, squirming underneath you as a sly way to grind against your now overly sensitive hole.

He grabbed his lyre, pulling a string as the melodious note rang out. He grabs your hips again, a yelp leaving your hoarse throat.

"I'll have to hear a little more to continue composing the next verse~"

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Xiao (Exhibitionism)

"What kind of pathetic entertainment is this?"

You shuddered, he was absolutely infuriated.

Pinned against the wall of Wangshu Inn, the adeptus keeps an iron grip around your wrists, a knee shoved in-between your legs, barely an inch away from your clothed region. You weren't going to struggle out any time soon.

"Is this the type of pleasure you derive from? To see me suffer while yearning for you?" He growled softly, face flushed a deep red whilst his teeth gently nipped your skin.

For the entire evening, you had a lovely dinner with Zhongli, who was more than happy to narrate a thrilling battle of the Geo Archon.

However, it was hard to pay attention when you could hear the sound of Xiao's strained grunts, his erratic breathing whenever your fingers trailed up his thighs. His hips jerked upwards everytime you just so happened to brush your fingertips against the tent in his pants, clutching onto the table tightly, nearly snapping a chunk of it off.

There were so many people around, and Zhongli was blissfully unaware of your tempting administrations towards your beloved. His excuse— 'The chair is too stiff.'

"Ahaha... S-Sorry Xiao... but you were so close to me I couldn't help it~"

That excuse was even worse.

Now, bent over the railing with Xiao mercilessly thrusting in and out of you, reducing you into a blabbering, moaning mess. You feel the air knocked out of your lungs with every thrust, your eyes growing teary as his cock rubbed every inch of your abused walls. You clutched onto the railing, but at that point, he had fucked you hard enough that your strength had practically melted.

Luckily for you, he was already holding you by the waist, pulling you closer to sink himself deeper into you, it was painful— you felt like you've climaxed about 6 times already.

Unluckily for you, you noticed a few people chatting at the bottom of Wangshu Inn, you were both at the very top, and if they looked up— they were going to see a very... unforgettable sight.

You bit your tongue, surpressing your noises, only letting out quiet, strained whimpers.

He leans in closer, pressing his chest against your back, his hot breath hitting the shell of your ear. "Ah... What's wrong?... Why are you so quiet now?"

Followed by a particular thrust, shoving you deeper onto the base of this cock. "This is what you wanted, no? You wanted me to bend you over and take you from behind while surrounded with other people... That's what you did to me- I took it as a hint that you want the same thing."

"Or did you want me to just stuff every single drop of my cum inside of you?"

You were forced to bite your own hand, letting a shaky moan slip out, your eyes rolling back, shaking violently while your legs buckled. He holds you up, deciding to do it again and again- you were an absolute mess now.

Your chest pressed against the railing, his hips flushed against yours, cock buried deep inside of you as you felt him twitch. "I see... you can't handle the same treatement."

"N-Ngh-!!~" You felt it. You felt that familiar sensation flooding inside of you. Hot and sticky, filling you up as he thrusts lightly, as if he was shoving more and more of himself inside of you, ensuring not a single drop leaks out.

Your body trembled violently, his chest pressing against your back, pulling you flushed against his body, almost as if he was afraid of you disappearing.

He remains nestled inside of you comfortably, your panting mixed with his erratic breathing, his head leaning onto your shoulder. "...How do you feel?" He asked softly, placing a finger under your chin and gently guiding you to look at him. He may have been pissed earlier... but he still cares about you deeply.

"F-Fine... K-Kinda full..." You chuckled softly, leaning away from the railing so you wouldn't have to risk getting caught—

"What do you think you're doing?"

His gloved hand presses your back, pinning you back down, your chest pressing against the railing. You let out a startled sound, covering your mouth as to not make so much noise. As if it couldn't get any worse, he gently thrusts into you.

You let out a strained grunt, gripping onto the railing as he nears your ear. "You're not full enough." He spoke in a husky tone, a shiver running down your spine as he grabs your waist. "Let them all see— let them all see just how much pleasure you derive from when I make you break apart slowly."

"...You're not leaving until I fill you to the brim, if you so as to spill even a single drop— Then i'll make you wish you hadn't started this."

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Kazuha (Blindfolded)

It was innocent.

"Can you guess where next?"

"Ngh!~"

...At first.

You were always interested in the young samurai's impressive skills, specifically his enhanced hearing. His offer to teach you a little about his tricks piqued your interests more, you immediately agreed to your boyfriend's request.

It started off with him practising your hearing capabilities, it was difficult trying to focus on the sound of leaves flying in the wind when you could only hear the bustling noises of Liyue Harbor nearby.

It gradually turned... sensual. It was supposed to be a small test to see how sensitive your perception was to your surroundings while blindfolded, you didn't mind... until he accidentally breathed against the back of your neck, causing you to stiffen and hitch a breath, your back arching at his hot breath kissing your suddenly sensitive skin.

He wanted to see more.

Now, here he was; teasing you as you settled on his lap with your back to his chest, cock erect and squished between the plush of your thighs, twitching violently as you struggled to focus on your senses that were all over the place.

His fingers grazed across your sensitive skin slowly, like a feather dancing across your delicate flesh. You sucked in air through your gritted teeth, gently squeezing his cock with your thighs as a sort of revenge. He lets out a quiet groan of pleasure.

"Mmm... Dear, you won't feel anything if you focus is centered solely around me... Pay attention to your surroundings, focus on the slightest change in the wind or temperature- only then shall I reward you with a bliss that none can contend with." He hummed calmly, gently caressing your skin as he peppered light kisses on your neck. "Tell me- where can you feel the warmth of my palm?"

The blindfold that was blocking your vision helped heightened your other senses, there was no mistake feeling the sudden heat hovering against your waist.

"W-Waist..." You managed to stammer out through your erratic breaths, receiving a proud and content hum from your beloved. And then that sly chuckle...

He finally holds your waist, your hands immediately grabbing onto his wrist from the sudden warmth enveloping your entire body as he lifts you up, adjusting your position and his to poke the crown of his cock against your hole. "Are you ready for your reward?"

You frantically nodded, wanting nothing more than to feel him sliding in and out of your inner flesh, you were already starting to tremble in excitement.

He slowly sinks himself deep inside of you, your head thrown back and resting on his shoulder as you let out strained moans. You were still on the Crux, in the safety of your cabin... but you two should probably stay as quiet as possible.

"Ngh~... How do you feel now, dear?... Do you feel more... full now that i'm nestled inside of you?" He was right, oh god he was right— You've practically lost all of your senses, all you could feel was the overwhelming pleasure inside of you, as if your inner walls had grown extremely sensitive thanks to the blindfold.

"M-More... p-please, Kazu..." You whimpered softly, gripping onto his wrist tightly. He groaned quietly into your ear, gently squeezing your waist as he slowly rolls his hips against your, rubbing your insides ever so slowly. "K-Kazuha!~"

"Tight as... e-ever~..." Even the calm and elusive Kazuha was struggling to speak, let alone going at a slow pace. He wanted to just pin you down and ravage your helpless body from behind... but he knew better than that, he knows that riling you up first before pounding into you until the only word you'll know was his name would be the better choice.

The things you do to this normally calm and collected man.

"You've been such a good student... I think... it's fair only fair that I give you a... 'fulfilling' reward, no?"

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Heizou (Somnophilia)

Squelch~

Followed by a strained, quiet and breathy groan.

You felt your body rocking slowly, a pair of warm hands grasping onto your hips gently, careful to not hurt you.

It didn't take long for you to let out a quiet moan, feeling someone gently thrusting into your hole, the pleasure your body felt began to grow substantially obvious as your vision begans to clear.

You turned your head slowly, greeted by the sight of your boyfriend, holding your thighs and wrapping them around his waist as he buries his throbbing cock back inside of you slowly. You could see beads of sweat trailing down his face, gritted teeth as he shook in pleasure, panting as quietly as he could

His eyes were glued to the way your body swallowed his cock, almost as if you were inviting him in, even while asleep. The sight was addicting, it turned him on so much to see your body accepting him while you were 'asleep'. "T-Tight..." He whispered softly, his face flushed a deep red as he was visibly struggling to hold back.

He wanted to grip onto your waist harshly and fuck you hard until you were awake, to find yourself impaled by him as he thrusts into you mercilessly, the wind knocked out of your lungs with every snap of his hips against yours. He wanted to be your alarm clock, to wake you up by making you come undone as soon as your eyes opened while he filled you to the very brim.

"H-Heiz—"

He stopped, freezing in place as he flushed a faint red colour, his fingers began gripping your thighs a little harder, but not enough to hurt you. "Ah... it seems I... might not have been discreet enough..." He spoke softly as he gazed into your eyes, giving you an apologetic look while still buried deep inside you.

You felt him throbbing against your inner walls, a soft whimper slipping past your lips as you used your elbow to push yourself up slightly- you were pretty sore... how long had he been doing this?

"Heizou—" "I'm sorry..." He sighed softly as his olive eyes darted away, in shame and guilt for taking advantage of your body while asleep. He wanted to desperately continue, to fill your hole up with his cum until it leaks out onto your shared bed.

"I need you... so badly, my gem..." He whispered out, grunting as he held himself in place. "I want you... I wanted you so badly... But when you came home looking so... tired—" He couldn't hold back a gentle thrust, elicting a soft gasp from you. "I didn't want to rob you of your rest..."

You weren't sleepy anymore, you didn't even know what the time could've been, it was still nighttime from what you can see outside the window. "I... tried to take care of... myself, but... ah, even my hands can't compare to you and... your body... I'm aware this is incredibly immoral, but..."

He was breathing heavily, shaking like a leaf as he gave you an apologetic look, you could tell he wanted to continue- you were quite aroused as well, even your body was begging you to let him continue.

You reached out and gently carressed his silky burgundy hair, giving him a reassuring smile. "...You can continue, Heizou..."

He immediately began thrusting into you.

"Gh!— Th-Thank you... thank you—" He wasted no time snapping his hips against yours, the sound of his grunts and your moans filled the room, coupled with his skin slapping against yours violently. He was holding it all in for the entire night, now he can finally let loose and ravage your body whole, to fill you up until you passed out from pleasure.

He began showering you with compliments, burying his flushed face into your shoulder as he inhaled your scent. "You... why do you always... make me like this? Reducing me... from being the sharpest and... most sucessful detective... into a complete needy mess for you..."

He continues to hold your waist with one hand while carressing your cheek gently with the other.

"I feel like... such a criminal. It feel's illegal to have such an amazing [S/O] like you~..." He chuckled softly as he spoke in a husky tone, leaning down to plant his lips against yours, his tongue sliding into your wet cavern, intertwined with your tongue.

The two of you closed your eyes, your arms wrapped around his neck as he brings himself closer to you by lifting you up slighty by the waist, your scent and warmth were absolutely intoxicating to him, he just can't help but want more of you.

His thrusts were getting sloppy, and it didn't take long for you to feel him shoving himself deep inside you, his finger nails digging into your flesh.

You felt long ropes of his seed spurting out from his cock and slowly filling up your hole, followed with light and gentle thrusts, as if he was trying to milk out more of himself for you. He lets out quiet grunts into the kiss, finally feelin the ecstacy he himself had denied for the sake of your rest.

Soon, his lips detached from yours, a thin trail if your saliva and his connecting the tips of your tongues together, your light breathing mixed with his erratic breaths. He had been suffering the entire time you were asleep.

He sat up, sliding his cock out of your hole, causing you both to shudder and moan at the loss of eachother. He grinned at the sight; Your neck and collar had been littered with faint marks left by him, you body trembling, face flushed a bright shade of red and sweat trailing down the side, his load slowly leaking out of you. He felt himself getting hard again just by staring at you.

You're an absolute masterpiece.

"Man alive... how did I manage to capture the hottest [S/O] in all of Teyvat all for myself?..." He muttered quietly to himself, gazing at you with eyes full of adoration and affection.

"Mmm... Speak for yourself." You giggled, though you weren't exactly satisfied— you were close, very close, but he had already climaxed before you did. Regardless, you decided that satisfying your boyfriend was enough, seeing as he had been struggling chasing for his release almost the entire night.

Heizou, on the other hand— Wasn't going to be satisfied if you aren't.

You let out a startled squeak and blushed when he shoved himself back into you without warning, he was still hard and your walls were getting sensitive again, your hands gripping onto his shoulders as you looked up at him. He groaned in pleasure, slowly thrusting his cock inside of your hole still flooded with his seed.

"Ah... My gem, just letting me finish alone isn't fair..." He leaned down, carressing your cheek gently as he planted another kiss on your lips, smirking a little playfully. "You've been such an amazing [S/O] to me... please, let me repay you... tenfold~"

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Wanderer (Bondage)

[W/N]= Wanderer's name (Can be Kuni, Kunikuzushi, Wanderer, Scara, etc. It's up to you!)

You grunted in pain, feeling your body fall at a high velocity and through several branches that snapped upon impact, vines begun to wrap around your body until they tightened around you enough to stop your fall. You let out a yelp and groaned in pain soon after at the sudden stop, dangling a few inches off the ground while wrapped in vines from some trees.

For a minute, you had to take a breather and recover from the fall, despite feeling slightly suffocated with vines wrapped around your body tightly.

That was until you heard his laughter.

"Well... you've certainly been through much worse circumstances than this."

Landing right in front of you was your indigo haired boyfriend, a smug grin stretched across his face as he approaches you while staring down at you, amused at your predicament.

Just a few moments ago, both of you were travelling through the Avidya Forest, taking just a leisurely stroll— only to get ambushed by a group of mercinaries.

[W/N] had reassured that you didn't need to move an inch, saying 'it's faster' if you just stayed put and let him fend them off. It was partially the truth.

As much as you hate that mocking tone of his and the little jab at how slow you are when it comes to fighting, he does care about you, this was one of his ways to show his affection; Having you sit back and relax while watching him handle the situation for you.

It went... well— maybe he should've focused on those sumpter beasts first.

"Yeah, well, in most circumstances; I don't end up dying of asphyxiation because of a bunch of vines." You gave him an obviously fake, strained smile. "Now, get me down, [W/N]!" You barked, flailing around pathetically like a worm.

At first, the corner of his lips couldn't resist tugging up into a smirk, you truly look like a worm squirming around to him. How adorably amusing.

"Already demanding for my assistance?" He scoffs, looking away with a bored expression. "Is that how you're going to repay me for my generosity earlier? The nerve to even speak to me in that tone."

He began walking away, slowly. Hiding the small smirk on his face. He just wanted you to beg for your freedom.

You groaned, knowing what he wants. He wouldn't leave you alone defenseless and hanging— but he wouldn't help you down immediately either unless you did what he wanted.

"...Oh for the love of..." You hung your head low, letting out a defeated and tired sigh. "[W/N], please help me get down... I can barely move and I really don't want to be stuck here. You're the only one here who can help me right now..."

He stops, standing there with his back facing you. "...Naturally."

He sneers in a half-joking manner, before finally turning around and walking towards you. His hands began to glow a tinge of light blue, summoning a single windblade and flicking his wrist towards the direction above you lazily, swiflty slicing through the vines above you.

Thankfully, you weren't high up from the ground, landing on the ground with a soft 'thud!' You grunted, grumbling your complaints about the method under your breath.

"There. Now, get up... or do you want my help for another minor inconvenience you've caused for yourself?" He chuckled, crossing his arms with a smug grin— he knows you're still tied up.

Your limbs were still wrapped with together by vines, but you could at least move your entire body as a whole now. You struggled for a few seconds, getting up and onto your knees, giving him an unamused look.

"...You asked me to get you down, I did exactly what you asked for. Don't give me that look, you didn't specify to free you from the vines." [W/N] chuckled. This bastard...

As much as you two loved eachother, he sure loved mocking you with his words even if he doesn't want to intentionally hurt you. He just likes getting under your skin.

Maybe a little too much...

You clicked your tongue, glaring at him before lowering your head in shame, you had to beg again. "[W/N], please help me remo—"

"No."

"E-Eh?..." You flinched from the tone he used, he sounded... serious.

You looked back up as he gazes down at you, his hand blocking the sun as his shadow envelops you whole. His eyes swept over your body, noticing the provocative position you had unknowingly put yourself into— You've gotten onto your knees for him, all tied up.

It didn't take long for you to notice as well; Your arms and legs tied up, on your knees for your oh-so-loving boyfriend, who crossed his arms and took his time to admire you without a word, as if you were some masterpiece he had made.

"...I think i've found a better way for you to repay me."

He spoke in a deeper, husky tone. Now gazing into your eyes, a glint of desire sparking in them as he gives you another sly grin.

In one swift motion, he pins you down with one hand on the shoulder, using the other to cushion the back of your head in case he accidentally made you hit your head. You let out a startled yelp, looking up at him, his knees situated next to your waist.

"[W/N]! What are you doing!?" You narrowed your eyes at him warily, a blush dusting upon your cheeks as he hovers over your tied up body.

He chuckles, gently flicking your forehead, elicting an 'Ack!' From you. "Was there an indicator that I gave you the permission to speak?" He scoffs, slipping his index finger under your chin, carressing your lips with his thumb.

You wanted to say something sassy, but went against it— you're flustered, right where he wanted you to be; underneath him.

He sits up, briefly straddling your waist as he grabs one of the lower vines that was tied around your legs, he clutches it before twisting the vine and pulling it apart. Unfortunately, he immediately tied your arms and your upper body together with the vines.

"H-Hey! Th-This isn't necessary!" You hissed, your legs were freed but now your arms are permanently stuck to your sides until he decided to cut the vines again.

"Maybe to you, but if you don't follow my commands... Who's to say you won't be more obedient if I restricted your arms?" He sneered.

"Now... spread your legs apart, sweetheart."

With your lower half now stripped of clothing, [W/N] wasted no time lifting your legs, wrapping them around his waist and grabbing onto your hips. He pulls you forward, shoving himself deep inside you immediately.

You let out a pained scream— you weren't ready for that yet.

He pushed himself all the way in at first, but then stopped. He lets out a low groan, grinning as he sees your ass pressed against his hips, his cock stretching your raw inner walls.

"[W-W/N], y-you could've... a-at least let me p-prepare!" You whined in slight irritation, the pain slowly died down as he stayed still inside of you, letting you adjust.

He chuckled, gently poking your forehead in a playful manner. "We've done this a few times before already. You truly are pathetic if you can't get used to this already." He mocked, but you knew he was only trying to tease you as he gently carressed your waist, a small attempt to soothe you.

You huffed, the pain eventually subsiding in a few seconds. You whimpered quietly, looking away with a flustered expression as the blush on your cheeks slowly spreads. "...Y-You can move n— A-Ahh!!~"

As soon as you said that he could move, he gripped your waist and pulled his cock out before thrusting back inside of you without hesitation, he was even pulling you towards him with every thrust so you could feel his cock rubbing your insides more.

He didn't even start off slow, he immediately began pistoning himself in and out of you at a ruthless pace, elicting stutters and shaky moans from your lips.

Your thighs squeezed his waist, causing him to let out a low growl, thinking you're trying to tease him. He lowers himself, pressing his lips against your neck, gently grazing his teeth on your skin.

He hasn't slowed once, he kept on thrusting into you like there was no tomorrow. For a puppet— you sure knew how to make him breathe erratically, the way your tight walls clamped around his cock, your moans, your flushed and erotic expressions.

If he had a heart, he was sure you would make it race a million miles per hour.

You were pretty lucky no one was nearby to hear the echoes of your moans and panting, you were too focused on how his cock managed to rub your walls just the perfect way to make your toes curl up and your back arch violently.

You couldn't even move around so much, you could only clutch your hands into fists and squirm around underneath [W/N], left at his mercy as he continues to relentlessly pound into you.

"You're quite... lucky to have me... feeling generous today..." He chuckles right as he rams himself deep inside of you, causing you to let out a scream of his name as you climaxed. The way your walls clamped down onto his cock again was enough to tip him over the edge, his white, hot, sticky seed flooding the inside of your hole.

He continues to rest his head on your shoulder, panting against your neck, his hot breath against your sensitive skin causing you to shiver.

"...M-Maybe a little too generous..." You mumbled, desperately catching your breath, tilting your head to gaze at him with tired eyes.

He chuckles in his usual raspy voice, lifting his himself slightly, hovering his face mere inches away from yours. "You're my [S/O], it's normal for me to desire giving them satisfaction and pleasure." He plants a gentle kiss on your nose, causing you to chuckle weakly.

You returned the gesture, pecking his lips. "W-Well... you did a perfect job... Now, cut the vines off." You huffed, causing his smile to falter— before giving you a smug grin.

"...You do realize you're speaking to someone who's the only one capable of freeing you, no?" Before letting you speak, he ruts into you, a startled moan leaving your lips as you gazed up at him. "[Name], I already told you..."

"I have a desire to give you all the satisfaction and pleasure in the world~..."

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin heizou x reader #genshin impact heizou #genshin scaramouche x reader #genshin wanderer #genshin kazuha x reader #genshin venti x reader #genshin xiao x reader #genshin aether x reader #genshin venti #genshin kazuha #genshin xiao #genshin aether

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hotppstone · 4 months

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ckw x mk

#mortal kombat #raiden #shang tsung #mk1

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calkestisweek · 14 days

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Hello! I'm @wrencatte (aka mikkal aka aracae on ao3). I am the creator and moderator (and graphics maker) for Cal Kestis Week!!!

Before I get into the wrap-up proper, I want to thank everyone for their support and participation!! Whether you created something or admired the creations, from the bottom of my heart, thank you, thank you, thank you. I never expected this amount of response and I'm actually a little emotional about it!

Navigation:

#ckw2024 - the general tag

The days: #ckw day 1 // #ckw day 2 // #ckw day 3 // #ckw day 4 #ckw day 5 // #ckw day 6 // #ckw day 7

The types: #fanfic // #photomode // #art // #edit // #gif

The Ao3 Collection. - As of Sunday, May 19th 2024 there are over 60 fics in the collection! Wow!!! - If you enjoyed the fics written, please be sure to give them kudos and words of encouragement to show your appreciation!

Everyone worked so hard and made beautiful, gorgeous pieces of art!! You all are amazing!

The Future:

I will continue to reblog things for ckw. Previously, I said it would only be for a week afterwards, but, let's be real, I'll probably be checking the tags for a long time just in case. The collection will remain open indefinitely.

In a week or so, there will be an interest check for few additional events that tentative interest has already been expressed for, but considering how late into the year it is already, multiple week-long events is a bit much. The interest checks will be for time frame and type (weekend or week) with a follow-up concerning prompts.

Special Thanks To: @noire610 for the dedicated ckw channel, @kaelinaloveslomaris for her support, @voidcat-senket for their advice, and @flammabel for the tactical icon photo.

Again, from the bottom of my heart: thank you, everyone. I hope you all had fun!! I definitely did!!

#calkestisweek2024 #pinned post

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animatedjen · 20 days

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Glad we all agree Cal looks good in gold ✨ These mods have been a lot of fun, and while there's still a pile of alt angle footage to sort through, I'm jumping back to video editing for the next few weeks. Hoping to have one finished for the end of Cal Kestis Week - if you haven't already, check out all the talented writers, artists, and photographers celebrating our favorite ginger Jedi!

#also definitely thought the queue was paused (it wasn't) so congrats on surviving that Sunday morning gut punch #may make some gifsets for CKW but otherwise I'll just be yelling in y'all's replies #star wars jedi survivor #jedi survivor #jedi survivor mod #cal kestis #photomode #project updates

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flammabel · 19 days

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Cal Kestis Week: Monday day 2

Prompt: That doesn't look good

Post 1/2 (Thanks CKW for indulging 2 posts ❤️)

I love whump, what can I say 😈

#cal kestis #jedi survivor #star wars jedi survivor #calkestisweek2024 #ckw2024 #my screenshots #prompt: That doesn't look good #cal kestis whump #I love it #Anyone who knows me knows that

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cetaceous · 7 months

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Swiss Energy Services Provider Centralschweizerische Kraftwerke AG (CKW) installs Solar Panels in Satellite Dishes at the Leuk Teleport and Data Centre, Leuk, Switzerland image credits: Denis Balibouse/Reuters

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wrencatte · 1 month

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I know I've been working these "six days in a row every other week" for a long while now and I should be used to it, but sometimes they're just...awful. I'm exhausted and emotionally drained and i just want to start crying because i realized I still have two more days left.

#also kinda screwed myself over #i realized today that ckw week starts in the middle of my six days #so i'll have minimal energy to dedicate to something i enjoy

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bucknastysbabe · 1 year

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Kink Bingo - Free Space (C*ckw*rm*ng)

Rating: Explicit

Tags: TW PTSD/Nightmares, Tommy’s guilt, panic attacks, fluff fluff fluff, cockwarming, his gf hypes T up, all luved up, doggy style, getting railed and then made breakfast, set in Jackson

A/N: short n sweet

The things he and Joel did.

Cold sweats and nightmares didn’t happen as often the longer he’d been in Wyoming. But some nights the man couldn’t wake from the memories. Smell of blood and gunpowder— noises non-infected shouldn’t make. They didn’t care. It was in the name of survival. Canis canem edit, dog eat dog. Tommy’s chest tightened again, flashes of the fear of someone’s life draining out in their frantic orbs. He needed to get up, take a walk, a trip, something.

“Tom? You good baby?,” came her sleepy voice.

Tommy relaxed a bit at her sweet voice. His baby never failed to make him feel grounded. The tether from letting him float off into a miasma of guilt. He gruffed, “Nothin’ sugar, just gettin’ some water. Want any?” She turned over with a sleepy sigh, bleary eyes gazing up at his own dark orbs. Her lips downturned, a slight furrow in her brow.

“Stay here. I’ll get the water, okay?”

Tommy gulped around his arid throat, body unable to move. He felt paralyzed, grunting his assent in the quiet room. She rustled the plaid covers and padded to the kitchen, Tommy’s eyes roving her stark form, locks swishing in the moonlight. He’d go back to the dark times for her— deciding to lock that thought away for later.

She returned with a big glass of water, perching on the side of his bed. Her eyes were kind as she took in his stricken impression, murmuring, “I’m sorry baby.” She grabbed the glass and held it to Tommy’s dry lips. He gulped the cool drink down, pausing to draw a wet breath. She cooed, rubbing his trim chest, “That’s it, you’re not there anymore sweets. Breathe. Breathe Tommy.”

Tommy tried to breathe, really did. He pulled her flush to his body, crushing the poor thing in his embrace. He couldn’t help the tears slide down his cheeks. The man cried, “Am I even worth it? Worth all this?” She gazed up and nuzzled his cheek, stating softly, “Your past doesn’t define you baby. You’re good. Good to the people, the town, to Joel and Ellie.” She pressed a dry kiss to his cheek, “You’re real good to me. Third place I’d been by, starving, close to death and you decided to take me in,” she patted his cheek, “You’re a damn fine man Tommy Miller and I love you.”

He tearily smiled, lamely joking, “You always gotta’ make me cry.” She hummed, stroking his hair, “Someone’s gotta. Can’t be big protector of Jackson all the time babe.” Her mouth grew closer to his as she whispered, “S’okay to be soft. I won’t tell.” Tommy warbled, “I love you,” and kissed his woman passionately, arms snaked round tighter. He spread his thighs to slot her in, savoring her natural essence.

They kissed softly for what felt like ages, simply holding and loving on eachother. Tommy cooed and praised her glory. She reached down to palm his stiff cock, mumuring, “Nightcap? Might help you sleep.” Tommy clenched his jaw in thought. He really just wanted to be closer to her tonight, joined as one.

He gruffed, “Think ya’ can just, uh, join me. Lay together, together I mean.” She smiled softly, moonlight catching on her cheeks, a painting of an angel. She cocked her head and crooned, “Sure honey. We can do that.” She reared up and guided Tommy’s flush cock to her slick core, quietly mewling his name. The man gasped and held to her as she seated herself and flipped them to the side, full and sated.

Tommy pressed kissed to the nape of her neck, purring, “Thank ya’ sugar. So good to me.” She turned to give him another kiss, chiding, “C’mon and relax now Miller. Let’s get some sleep.” Tommy was off to sweet oblivion in no time, breathing evening out.

By the time the sun filtered through the curtains, Tommy was awoken by a wonderful noise. A frustrated little moan of his name. Taking inventory, Tommy’s reignited cock was deep inside of her twitching pussy. It was slick too, good god. He rasped, “Mornin’ sugar.” She rolled back onto his cock, pussy swollen and needy.

The girl begged, “Fuck baby, woke up all needy- C’mon, c’mon so wet for you. Tommy please!” Her nails gripped at his sinewy arms wrapped round her squirmy waist. Tommy chuckled, “I gotcha’, least I could do,” he patted her ass, “On your belly baby.” She moaned loudly at the loss, presenting eagaerly. Tommy groaned as he stretched, moving to face her need.

He slid a calloused thumb through her copious slick, cursing, “Gaht-damn baby you’re a mess.” She peered back at him with teary eyes, “Pleasplease Tommybaby!” Tommy grinned and lined his pelvis up to hers, sliding his cock in. He cursed again at the tight slick, gripping her ass to hold himself. Down boy.

Feeling energized from decent sleep last night Tommy went at it, fucking her in deep thrusts, so loud the floor shook and squelches filled the morning air. She tore at the pillow, whining like a damn bitch in heat. Hell, he felt like he was in rut. He rasped, “Shit honey, so sweet, squeezin’ me real good.” He swatted her bouncing ass.

“All for you, so good!,” she howled.

If Tommy cared, he’d be embarrassed for the neighbors, but alas he didn’t give a fuck. Not with this tight little thing under him. The elder yanked at her hair, biting and sucking down her nape. He growled, “Good pretty little slut for your old man. You just love it dont’cha?” Tears streaking her pretty face she wailed, “Yes! Fuck yes!”

Tommy yanked her hair in one hand, didn’t miss a fucking thrust, and dug down to rub her obscenely swollen clit. That sent the sweetie into a frenzy, caterwauling and squeezing, legs shaking violently. Tommy bit down on his lip to keep quiet when she milked him clean up. He yanked his cock out, splattering hot seed on her quivering ass and back. He patted her on the cheek again, cooing.

“Thas’ what ya’ needed. Get my girl all tuckered out.” He pressed a kiss to her sweaty cheek and said, “You stay here n’ rest, hows’at sound?” Her smile and slur filled his heart, “Ngmm-pls” he hopped like a damn bunny.

He leant over to give her swollen lips a peck, murmuring, “How ‘bout breakfast huh, just take a breather sweetie.”

“N’uhokay,” she slurred.

Tommy ignored the usual morning aches and pains, hopping like a bunny to cook for his love. His sweet, kind love who gave him hope.

#kink bingo #tommy miller x reader #tlou fic #tlou smut

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