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fertilize-my-eggs · 2 years
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I'm always their sweet princess. Dom! bakugou x sub fem! reader x switch! Izuku x switch! kiri poly smut
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🚫MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI THANK YOU ♡🚫
Author: they're all in their late 20's, don't like it then block my blog, they're in happy relationship btw so there a lot of love to go around~💕 enjoy!! ♡ btw this is the first time I'm writing a foursome so I hope I did good on this.
Warings: foursome! Some anal & vaginal sex, some passion rough loving making, creampies and aftercare & cuddling afterwards.
" you like looking at them huh baby? " katsuki deep raspy whispers into your ear, you made soft whimpers, you were sitting on his lap while his thumb rubbing your clit nice and slow. You were watching your green haired lover thrusting into your other boyfriend kiri's ass, the groans and moans echo out around the room, you watch Izuku grab and spank his pump behind. Eijiro whimpering out as Izuku push his back down.
" mhmm Izuku~! Don't stop baby. " You watch him grab his hips making his thrusting so deep, katsuki caress your body, twist your hard nipples and sucking your neck creating love marks.
" let's join them baby girl. " he's grab your whole body to walk over the massive kingsize bed. You were laying down softly, your back touch the silky sheets, your head turn to the side to see Eijiro biting his lips, Izuku gridded his hips tight. You can hear the squanching getting louder each time his hips slammed into his.
Eijiro's eyes open to look at yours, he's lean over to kiss and sucking your soft titties, you softly whimper out loving the feeling of his lips wrap around your nipples, Izuku groan out as his hips were getting soppy by the minute. Katsuki grab your hip pulling it toward him, his girthy cock slide in your tight walls, you made a high pitch whine, your hands move to kiri's crimson locks pulling it softly.
The groaning and moans were getting more vocal by the minutes making the bed shake uncontrollably. Izuku grabs katsuki's head moving it toward him as they're begin to passionately making-out.
" you're doing so well babydoll. " Eijiro mumble around your perky nipples, he's pull back to start kissing you oh so loving.
You can't tell who's hands roaming your body, you felt some touch your breasts and fingertips were delicately touching your neglect clit. Your whines are being swallowed by your red haired lover, his sharp teeth pull your lips softly, sliding his tongue inside, Izuku pull away and groan out.
" shitt-! I'm gonna cum-.." Kiri groan inside your mouth, Izuku's hip stiff up to fill him up. Kiri pull away to moan out his name as you watch in awe but you quickly lost it when katsuki start to pound into your sweet walls, your crys were getting louder by the second couldn't think of anything but his thickness.
Your hands gridded the sheets, bakugou has no mercy for you, your eyes roll back as your climax getting close.
" let's me clean you up babe. " Izuku slowly pull out and his cum bust out of his hole, midoriya quickly get a wet rags from your shared bathroom.
Your eyes closed tight as katsuki grab your thighs and push it to your chest, his thrusting gets deeper and harder. Kiri just watch you getting reck by him, he's couldn't help but jerk his hard cock enjoying the show.
Izuku come back with nice warm cloth as he's clean kiri and himself.
" bakubro, let's switch~! I wanna feel y/n's pussy around my cock." Kiri purred toward Kats and he's groan out." Tsk fine, I'll reck deku then~." He's give a cheeky grin to Izuku as he's started to get flustered.
" butt I wanna cum on your cock Kats~! " you cry out as he's turn toward you and smile too.
" don't worry little brat, I make ya cum. " his hips started to go inhuman speed making you knock your breath out, you were blabbing mess, tears running down your cheeks but Izuku's thumb wip it clean.
" our little princess, taking kats so well. " He's praise you, you nod your head fast. Kiri's thumb rubs your clit fast and you started to reach your high. Your creamy cum was cover his thick cock, he's groan out loving your walls milking him.
Katsuki slowly pull out, everyone switch places, Izuku sat on katsuki's lap while Kirishima took bakugou's place.
Izuku made a loud whimper when bakugou's cock slide inside his tight walls, he's watched you squirm a bit as kiri grab your thighs to put it over his muscular shoulders and begin to slide his long thick dick inside your pussy, you're sobbing from being sensitive from your high.
" bunny touch me please~! " Izuku groan out as you grab his thickness, start to jerk him off and katsuki grab his hips making him bounce faster and harder, katsuki's thrust were so strong that Izuku couldn't make any words.
You couldn't jerk him anymore when kiri started pounding into your gummy walls, your crys getting louder mixing with everyone's vocal groans and moans.
" like that princess? You're taking me so well. " Your burrs eyes couldn't see them, your teary eyes were closed tight, your hands move to his back to give some pretty markings. Kiri lean in to suck your neck more giving you love bites.
" ahh kats right there fuck-.. Right there-!! " Izuku's eyes shuted tight as katsuki was thrusting up hitting his sweet spot over and over again. You watch him roll his head back and his cock was flapping around.
Everything is too much you though and you start to have an intense orgasm, your whole body become stiffed and arch your back up to cry out their names.
Tear were coming down but kiri rub it away as he's lean in to whisper sweet nothing into your ear.
" fuck.. I'm cumming-.. Take my load deku, take it like good boy. " Izuku whine out as katsuki pound into his tight ass, his hand grab his beet red cock to jerk it so fast and lean in to whisper." Cum for me Izuku-." They're both reach their highs, they're were panting heavy.
Kiri move away to watch you having your cloud nine, he's groan out." I'm cumming too... Shit-! " your walls was flattering around his cock and his hips stiff up to feel his heavy load dump inside your sore gummy walls.
The room was so quite now just heaving pants and the smell of sex fill in the air.
Izuku get out of Kat's lap to have his cum gush out of his sore hole.
" I'll start the bath real quick. " Izuku try to get up but he's was limping a bit but katsuki pull him down." No I'll do it.. you relax for bit and shitty hair clean the sheets. " kiri smile a bit as he's pull out and watch his cum slowing coming out.
He's bite his lips and give you a sweet kiss, both you and izuku were move to the couch, kiri start to clean the sheets.
Katsuki come back to pick up the green haired boy and then you up together easliy. He's walk to the restroom that's there a giant bathtub, he's lay Izuku in the warm soapy lavender water. You were place in the water too well Izuku pull you on his lap.
Kiri comes in as he's get in the tub, bakugou was last one to join in, he's gets on kiri's lap too.
Each person start to wash each other's bodies, it's quite relaxing and calm.
Once cleaned one by one everyone get out of the tub, kiri unplugs letting water drain out.
You were in kiri's arms while Izuku was in baku's. Your back layed on the fresh clean sheets, izuku was next to you, he's pull you closer to him.
Katsuki lay next to your soft body close, you were sandwich inbetween them, kiri turn the lights off, get on Izuku's side too.
Everyone give each other's some kisses.
" goodnight everyone-! Love ya~!! "Kiri's tired voice echo out as everyone say goodnight and love you's.
You closed your heavy tired eyes and cuddle up with them.
I'm always their sweet princess.
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tuiccim · 1 year
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sleepingdeath-light · 5 months
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sebastian michaelis + fem bimbo s/o smut hcs ; 18+
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requested by ; anonymous (01/09/23)
fandom(s) ; black butler
fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific
character(s) ; sebastian michaelis
outline ; “would you write sebastian michaelis x bimbo reader? maybe she's smart when doing her duties, but when she knows she can relax she's just a thought-free girl sebastian can use. (maybe their contract mark is over her womb or smth; im 19)”
warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, bimbo!reader, dumbification kink, dom!sebastian, sadist!sebastian, overstimulation, oral sex (male and female receiving), marking kink, slight ownership kink, degradation kink, praise kink, free use kink, vaginal sex, fingering, cream pies, public / semi-public sex acts
minors and ageless blogs will be blocked
sebastian michaelis is, above anything else, the perfect butler and is willing to do anything and everything in order to keep his masters safe and satisfied — whether that’s by cleaning and cooking for them or, in the case of your very unusual contract, fucking the thoughts out of them after a pressing day of work
you weren’t stupid by any means — quite the opposite, in fact, as he’s seen you masterfully manipulate peers and inferiors alike with a wit so sharp it could cut glass, and perform the duties assigned to you with such ease that he’d once questioned why you’d even formed a contract with him in the first place — but it was that same intellect that brought you the strife you’d asked him to relieve you of
after all, one can’t overthink or stress about work when their thoughts are drowned out by the feeling of being stretched out on a long, thick cock — if you’re still even able to think after he’s worked your clit so hard with those long fingers of his that you’re seeing stars and squirting so hard you’ve stained his uniform
of course during work hours he tends to you at all times, waiting on you hand and foot: waking you up in the morning with the day’s paper and fresh breakfast in bed, engaging in light banter and productive conversation with you, bringing you freshly ironed clothes suited to the day’s weather, fetching you documents and books for work, and doing other odd jobs related to the upkeep of your home — he is still a servant, after all
but when you’re ready to wind down and want nothing more than to be used and thoughtless — well, then he’s happy to indulge you there too
happy to force you to your knees (or have you lay on your back with your head hanging over the edge of your bed) and shove his cock down your throat — burying his hands in your hair and fucking your face until your cheeks and lips are covered in spit and your mascara is streaming down your face
happy to kneel between your legs as you sit at your desk or in your lounge room, massaging your thighs and waist and stomach as he uses that talented tongue and those long, slender fingers to bring you to climax over and over again — not stopping until you’re limp and gasping and sobbing, until even his eyelashes are damp with your juices, until your fingers are so tightly wound in his hair that it’s even starting to hurt him and your hands are trembling, until he’s had his fill of you
happy to bend you over the nearest surface and fuck you until your legs and arms give out beneath you — legs spread as far as they can go whilst his hands roughly paw at your waist and ass and breasts (greedy and harsh and possessive), not stopping until your pussy is spent and dripping with his seed and his teeth marks are imprinted on your shoulder
happy to pick you up and fuck, finger, or lick the thoughts from your mind at any moment — you had given him free reign, after all
happy to sit you on his lap with his dick buried in your cunt, strong grip keeping you in place as he forces you to look at your reflection in the mirror — one hand gripping your chin and making you stare at the point where the two of you become one, stare at your contract mark as it flashes and pulses in time with the pulsing of your inner walls around him, not moving until you’re teary eyed and begging him to please touch you
happy to play with and tease you even in front of others: whispering absolute filth into your ear before walking away completely unaffected, giving you suggestive looks across the room whenever others can’t see him, sliding his hand a bit too far up your thigh (when sat side by side) or low down your back (when walking together) for it to be completely innocent, and even making remarks referencing things he knows you enjoy in the bedroom that to others seem completely innocent
happy to leave an array of marks all over your body as a trail of evidence showing just how much of a good girl you are for him — deep bite marks on your thighs, fingerprint bruises on your hips, scratches along your sides, nips along your throat, and deep hickeys all over your breasts (he’s very generous with how much he claims you and he seems to get off on it even after the fact, whenever he notices them on you during the day when you’re working)
happy to call you pretty and perfect and his ‘good girl’ in the same breath that he mocks you for being ‘desperate’ and ‘needy’ and ‘slutty’ — praising you for your obedience and receptiveness and reactiveness to his touch and voice and yet teasing you for being ‘so wet already’ when he hasn’t even touched you yet, even playfully spanking your clit and chuckling against your throat when you yelped and flinched away from his touch
(he is a demon, after all, so it’s only natural that he’d be at least somewhat sadistic in the bedroom — and you have plenty of bite marks, bruises, and scratches all over your body to prove it)
(and he’s at his roughest when you show off your contract in one way or another — such as when you call him ‘my demon’ or wear something that intentionally shows off your contract mark, which will lead to much more possessive behaviour when you’re alone)
he’s also not at all opposed to fucking or playing with you in public or semi public areas — at most he might suggest finding somewhere a bit more private in order to preserve your reputation amongst your peers, but if you’re insistent then your demon is hardly going to refuse you (just know that he’s not going to go gentle on you just because you decided to proposition him where others might hear or see you, he’s still a demon after all)
but, of course, sebastian is still your loyal servant and once the fun has been had he’s there to take care of you in the aftermath: running you a warm bath, tending to any injuries so they don’t get infected, wiping away all of the blood and cum and saliva without complaint, reassuring and praising you for being so good for him, putting you in fresh bed clothes, and even bringing you some food and water to help you completely recover
you still have work to do and no butler worth his salt would let his mistress risk her career over something so minor
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dominant male s/o smut headcanons ; 18+
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requested by : anonymous [14/03/24]
original request : ‘There is clearly a lack of x male reader in the Hazbin Hotel fandom, so maybe I could request Lucifer and Adam with a soft dom male reader. (Im not sure If I can request more that one character tho)’
pairing : submissive leaning switch!lucifer morningstar x dominant!male!reader insert
content : dom/sub dynamic between characters, lucifer having a praise kink, brief mentions of bondage (lucifer being tied up), implied body worship if you squint at one bullet point (lucifer receiving), cock-warming (reader receiving), overstimulation (lucifer receiving), some mentions of brat!lucifer at the end of the post
warnings : sexually explicit content
note : you can absolutely request multiple characters and the second part of this request (featuring the other listed character) will be out at some point next week ^^
masterlists : sfw nsfw
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although lucifer himself is a switch and is more than comfortable with taking on a dominant role in the bedroom, there is definitely a very strong part of him that enjoys being able to hand over control to someone else for a change — so, needless to say, having a boyfriend that was willing and eager to take on a dominant role in his stead would be something lucifer would be extremely open to
a good 90% of the time lucifer does his best to be ‘good’ for you (following your instructions to the letter, answering your questions immediately, only allowing himself to climax when you give him permission to, and so on), because he absolutely lives for your praise and undivided attention in the bedroom after being on his own for so long
call him ‘good boy’, ‘pretty’, ‘well trained’ and the like and you’ll get to see his pale cheeks turn a gorgeous shade of red as he shuffles in place and lets himself bask in those attentions — bonus points if you gently coaxe him into meeting your gaze when you’re saying this because he gets far too flustered to speak
tie his hands behind his back or above his head (or, if you’re feeling a bit mean, simply instruct him to hold them there without binding them in anyway and test how strong his resolve really is) and spend hours at a time smothering him in affection and praise: kiss down from the column of his throat to his chest and to the apex of his thighs, gently massage his legs and sides, pepper kisses and gentle bites along his throat and jawline, whisper compliments against his skin, gently brush your fingers through the feathers of his wings when they spring up out of his back — listen to every whimper and sigh and sob that comes out of his pretty lips as he tries his best to stay still and wait for you to finally, finally, put your hands or mouth on his straining dick as a reward for being so very good and patient for you
have him cockwarm you whilst he’s sorting through documents for lulu land or the hotel, lazily stroking circles into his hips with the pads of your thumbs as you encourage him to keep on going and promise to reward him for being such a good boy for you all day
and when he’s earned it, fuck him until there are tears streaming down his cheeks and all he can do is babble something vaguely like your name as he desperately tries to pull you closer with shaking hands — he’s strong enough to take anything you give him, really he is, so feel free to keep on pushing him through orgasm after orgasm until the only thing he can remember is how good your cock feels inside of him and the shape of your name on his lips
(or until you’re too exhausted to go on… whichever comes first)
he’s also just as happy to top you if you’re more comfortable being on the receiving end — he’s nothing if not a gentleman after all — so long as you’re still praising him and telling him what to do, he’s content with making love to you in any way that you prefer
then, of course, there’s the remaining 10% where all of his patience gets thrown out of the window and you get to see just how much of a brat the prince of pride can be
he gets demanding, impatient, and desperate until he’s swiftly put in his place and reminded that you’re the one in charge and he won’t get anything from you until he starts behaving again
(in all honesty he’s a pretty easy brat to tame if you leverage his praise kink and his desperation by having him cockwarm you whilst you edge him with your hand, asking him if he’s going to start behaving and reminding him that brats don’t get rewards — he’ll break before long and get all teary eyed as he apologises and begs you to let him cum)
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cherryrory · 1 month
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I want to lay down on her lap wearing a cute skirt with some thigh highs, To feel her hand slowly creeping up my skirt to grab my ass and tease my clit slowly, and meticulously, as her other hand sticks two fingers inside me bouncing in and out in rhythm with my moans and begs.
“Do you promise to be good?”
“Yes I promise”
she stops
“I don’t think I heard you sweet girl”
“Yes! Yes! I promise to be good! I promise!
“Good girl.”
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i’m sorry if this isn’t that great i’m still learning my darlings bear with me🩷
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ghostlythunderbird · 1 year
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Hey Guys! I wanted to give you guys a sneak peek at what I'm currently working on.
This will be a Poly Relationship with a Female reader, which will include our top soldiers Ghost, Konig, and Keegan. It is also 18+ (This means Minors and Ageless blogs DNI) as there will be sexual themes later on but here's a snippet of what I have so far! This will be a Modern Omegaverse Dystopia, and I will be more than happy to answer any questions on this upcoming AU.
"God, if I knew how much of a handful you were, I never would have fucking agreed to this." The hurtful words spewed out of Keegan's mouth before Ghost or Konig could stop him. Those words made you bristle, your teeth clenching before slowly turning back to face the 3 significant alphas sitting in the living room. "Oh, you think you're angry because you agreed to mate with someone you don't know? How do you think I feel, being forced into a contract with not just one but THREE alphas I've never met!" Tears began to collect in your eyes as you tried to keep your gaze on Keegan.
 "At least you had a choice! How did it go for me? I was forced out of the only home I ever knew, only to be paired with three alphas, who, mind you appear to have NO experience being around an Omega whatsoever! Only to be locked on their knots and treated like a goddamn broodmare for the rest of my life." 
Tears began to run down your cheeks as your throat tightened, beginning to choke your words. "I wanted to live a normal life just like everyone else on this godforsaken planet, but no, I was told to sit down, shut up and be a 'Good lil' Omega'" Those words alone made your skin crawl; and it seemed your alphas shared the same sentiment. Konig's gaze dropped to the floor before shifting his body away from you, his scent becoming sour. The tension in the room continued to increase as your rant began its downhill slide.
"The only person here that's made me somewhat comfortable in this fucking house is Konig; you and Ghost have given me NOTHING. You've done nothing but criticize everything I've done since I got here, and you dare to say that YOU'RE angry over this arrangement?" A growl brewed in your throat. If your dam heard you right now, she'd die on the spot, saying it was Un-Omegalike. None of the alphas could meet your tearful stare; not even the battle-hardened Ghost could look at you. It only solidified that these alphas, ones you were supposed to bond with, didn't fully understand how you felt during this rough change.
You couldn't stand to be around them anymore; the need to return to your room, to your nest, was steadily becoming overwhelming. Swiftly turning on your heel, you began to leave the living room. The alpha's head snapped back to your frame as you walked away. The skull-faced alpha took a step past Keegan. "Love wai-." As you spun around to face him, your speed was near enough to snap anyone's neck. "Don't. You. Dare. Say that. After everything, you don't get to call me that; I can't fucking be in here with any of you right now. Just leave me alone" The snarl left your lips was deadly. Clearly stating, 'Leave me alone.'
The air was stagnant once you turned around and left. The Alphas soon looked at one another. No words were shared between them, but they were all in the same thought process.
They really fucked up.
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I literally love your writing! I'm too embarrassed to ask this... But could you do a headcanon about how Brahms would react to anal sex?
trying anal sex for the first time ; b. heelshire hcs
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thank you for the kind words and the request, anon
reader insert is assumed as being gender neutral
this only includes brahms giving anal sex but if you’d like to see a scenario wherein he’s receiving it, please feel free to reach out and i’ll write a follow-up
note : i haven’t written for brahms in a while so characterisation might be a smidge shaky in some parts of this piece
minors please do not interact with my content
brahms heelshire is, if nothing else, a complete pervert who is obsessed with everything to do with sex, sexuality, nudity and pleasure as it pertains to you as his partner — to the extent that he’d gladly spend whole days at a time in bed with you experimenting with every position, kink, and act mentioned in the erotic novels and suggestive magazines he’s accrued over the years if only you’d give him the chance
any and every time one of you learns about or suggests anything new to try in the bedroom (whether that’s something you’ve been itching to introduce for a while, or something that you saw in an erotic magazine earlier that same day), brahms will practically jump at the opportunity — arguably he takes easier to new kinks than he does to any other shift in his routine, making sex a very useful bargaining chip in your relationship whenever your boyfriend is acting like a brat
all that to say, he’s incredibly eager — over the moon, even — to finally try out anal sex with you the moment you suggest it to him
(he’d wanted to try it out since even before the two of you were a thing, back when his knowledge of your body was limited to his spying through holes in the wall and his crudely constructed sex doll of you, and he’d been suggesting it — subtly, not so subtly, and through half-sobbed begging at one point when you were jerking him off — for as long as the two of you had been intimate, but nothing came of it until you finally gave the go ahead, which he was as thrilled about as one might expect)
when it comes to all of the prep he gets extremely huffy and impatient — of course he understands that it’s the safest thing to do and all of this is a necessary evil, but that doesn’t mean he won’t be bratty and short with you the longer you make him wait — so just ignore him as best you can whilst you figure out which lubricant works best for you and go about other sorts of preparation for the act
… then again, if you’re really desperate for some peace and quiet a blowjob is going to be the quickest way to get your pouty boyfriend to shut up and keep to himself for a little while
or you could offer to let him help you prep yourself for the act, playing on his enthusiasm and endless horniness towards you to get what you want — just make sure to keep your voice stern and your demeanour calm because if you don’t maintain that air of authority with brahms then he’s just going to keep on pushing your buttons and throwing tantrums until he gets what he wants or you punish him appropriately
if you’re straightforward enough and don’t give in to all of his begging and huffing and puffing, then you’ll find that brahms can be extremely obedient and thorough when helping to prep you
he does a good job of slathering his hands with the lubricant you bought, before beginning to tenderly massage his way into your ass — starting off with one long, thick finger, and then two, and finally three to slowly stretch you out and ensure that you’re as ready as possible for what was to come
all the while panting and staring — wide-eyed, mouth agape and drooling beneath his mask, with his cock throbbing and hard beneath his stained sweatpants — at your exposed hole as he practically trembles with anticipation (only barely able to restrain himself enough not to pounce on you and pound into that tantalisingly taboo entrance until both of you were seeing stars and his cum was leaking out of your ass)
until finally, finally, you’re comfortable with moving forwards with things and brahms damn near trips over himself in his hurry to pull his pants down and push his straining, neglected cock into your ass — so desperate that you have to talk him into being slower with you using an authoritative tone just to have a chance of not being in pain for the next however many minutes
which, thankfully, works and after some pouting and pleading your boyfriend gives into your demands and manages to resist his urge to fuck you stupid without restraint — just barely, but still he managed and you were all the more thankful for it as even the slow, gradual, push and stretch of your ass, despite all of the prepping and massaging and fingering, was uncomfortable to make you wince and squirm beneath him
you can see — feel, even — his whole body trembling on top of you as he struggled to stay still, desperate as ever to be your ‘good boy’ and get his reward and yet so very close to crumbling and losing his composure entirely now that he was buried inside of you (if you weren’t keenly aware of how messy and rough brahms could truly be, you might have just begged him to let go and do whatever he wished, but by now you knew better and remained silent as you tried to adjust to the feeling of him inside of you as he finally bottomed out)
as you take a few moments to get used to the stretch you take it all in: the contrast of the coolness of his mask against your cheek and the heat of his breath as he pants and grunts and whimpers against your ear; the roughness of his large palm as he used one of his hands to grasp at your hip, halfheartedly manoeuvring you into a position that gave him the best angle possible as he remained still inside of you; the throbbing of his erect dick inside of your ass as the initial dull ache of the stretch faded into something toeing the line between a strange nothingness and a faint, lingering pleasure
that was when you gave him the go ahead; first simply nodding, and then, upon feeling his hesitation, verbally and clearly in a tone between amusement and authority — giving him no room to doubt you whilst also allowing the (truly at that point unnecessary) space for him to back out
but, of course, brahms didn’t back out… quite the opposite in fact
fucking into you with a ferocity and desperation that felt almost animalistic — enough to send you flying across the bed had it not been for his body caging you in as he groaned, and grunted, and pleaded, and praised you in that deep voice of his that never failed to send a pleasant shiver up your spine
so very rough with you that by the end you were left even more of a mess than he was: hair all out of place, ass filled with cum, skin covered in sweat, neck and chest and shoulders bitten raw, whole body aching, voice hoarse, and cheeks wet with tears of overstimulation — whilst brahms was already begging for ‘just one more round’
wasn’t he a good boy for you? didn’t he make you feel good? don’t good boys deserve rewards? you said they do… and he was really good…
so won’t you just let him go again?
you don’t even need to stay awake for him, he can be gentle… he promises he’ll try his best to be, anyway
… good luck ever getting him to shut up about fucking your ass after this, because that’s just become his most favourite thing in the world and we all know that brahms can be remarkably stubborn when it comes to getting what he wants
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kirbyskisses · 2 years
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cw: loss of virginity, size kink - minors and ageless/blank blogs dni
genya shinaguzawa, shy virgin with the biggest, fattest cock that he has no idea what to do with.
he has no clue how to make you feel good but just him starting with the tip is enough to make you cream and cry.
“g-genya… genya!” you hiccup and he’s sure he’s done something wrong, pulling out awkwardly - a blushing, worried mess.
“I-it hurts? sorry - won’t do it again….” he mumbles, red in the face with shame. his mind is swirling - it wasn’t only bad it was painful to you. His angel - the one person who shows him unconditional affection despite his size and violence and he hurt you. he feels dreadful, entirely criminal, he doesn’t deserve to -
“no, no it felt good.” you put your hand on the side of his face, thumbing his scar. “i liked it. i liked it a lot. please genya put it back in…”
this time when he sinks into your wet plushy walls he feels it. he bites his lip as he groans; teeth cutting in to hold back the whimpers in his throat.
“baby,” fuck, he sounds like he’s gonna cry. “yer stretchin’ on me.” you feel his hands bruising your shoulders as he pushed you onto the bed - trying to settle just a couple more inches in you.
“g-genya!” oh god, please say his name like that again. he’s begging, he’s shaking, hips bucking like an animal - trying to stop himself from sinking in.
“let me… let me put more in! s-sweet thing -” he’s growling, a simultaneous bundle of nerves and a predator hungry to feel all of you. “can i - it’s squeezin’ so tight!”
it’s not even half in before you cream on him and his thrusts are so inexperienced and sloppy and perfect - too fat and too long to no hit the spongy wall inside you - his eyes roll back, his muscles pulse, you’ve clenched around the first part his length.
“‘M bruising ya, babygirl. ‘M gonna hurt ya… I’ll get better. I’ll love you until I g-get it right but lemme out or I’ll shoot inside you. Y-you keep moving your hip like that and I’ll - I think I’ll…” he swallows deeply
Your walls release him with just enough time for him to shoot onto your stomach, a flushed, drooling specimen. you’re sighing into his ear about how good he was and he definitely cries at the feeling before moaning back.
“If I’m really that big - we gotta get you to take it all. I want t-to make you feel good like that over ‘n over…”
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alastor helping his s/o ‘relax’ hcs ; 18+
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requested by ; anonymous (27/10/22)
fandom(s) ; hazbin hotel
fandom masterlist(s) ; here
character(s) ; alastor / the radio demon
outline ; “May I please request hc of l alastor and reader with him trying to help them "relax" and "let off some steam" after they've been coming home late and over working themselves (he also might be feeling lonely with them not being around as much and growing a little possessive :)”
warning(s) ; possessive!alastor, sexual content, rough sex, marking kink, one reference to cannibalism, references to bleeding and overstimulation
minors and ageless blogs will be blocked!!!
working for the ‘happy hotel’ often translated into long hours chasing after your guests and even longer hours spent cleaning up the aftermath of whatever fresh hell you’d gotten yourselves into in order to retrieve them
and for as endlessly optimistic and helpful as your ‘boss’ (who felt more like a friend than an employer, frankly) could be, her responsibilities tended to fall beyond the scope of standard busywork which left you and a small handful of other demons to your own devices
nifty was the most helpful by far when it came to clean-up duty (as husk was usually off drinking to forget what you’d just played witness to and alastor was off doing things that only occasionally happened to help out the hotel)
but either way it was still a lot of work for you to handle and that meant that it had been a long while since you and your partner-in-death had been able to spend some time together
well, time that wasn’t spent discussing your work, that is
and after a good month of this, your patience had more than worn thin and the two of you agreed to take the rest of the day off and spend it as couples do
it’s the third day of the new month and you’re already beyond done by the time you stumble into your shared bedroom, slamming the door shut with your heel as you groan and fight the urge to scream out your frustrations
and alastor is already waiting for you, the radio playing your song as he greets you with a grin — bright eyes scanning over you and taking you in for the first time in far too long
he keeps up the facade of polite concern for a few beats as you walk over to him and wrap your arms around him, pressing your lips to his as you take in his presence — his scent, his look, his voice, his everything — after so long spent apart
but then he presses a kiss to the crown of your head and pauses before his claws fly to your waist and he practically growls out something about it being far too long and him needing to reaffirm that you’re spoken for lest some more ungentlemanly demon try to stake his claim upon you
and that translates rather simply to a long day of toe-curling, mind-blanking, overwhelming, rough sex
your uniform (issued by vaggie, of course) is immediately torn off of you, shredded under sharp claws and carelessly discarded to the floor before you’re practically tossed onto the bed
his large hands roam up and down your body — groping, pinching, scratching and clawing every inch of bare skin that was exposed to him
and soon he started using his mouth in conjunction with this
not stopping until you were covered in marks — bites and bruises and scratches — that screamed ‘this one belongs to the radio demon’
then, finally satisfied with your state, he gives you both what you’ve been craving and finally takes you
he fucks you in every position the two of you can manage: riding, bending, twisting, laying, standing — anything and everything is on the table
until you’re screaming his name
until you’re so fucked out and cock drunk that you’re only able to cry and sob and scream for him
until you’re covered in blood and sweat and cum
until the sheets are peeling up at the corners and your mattress is practically hanging off of the bed
until he’s had his fill of you and knows that everyone else knows that you’re his — that he’s the only one who can touch you like this
then he will relent and roll off of you and summon some fresh food that he’d picked up earlier that day, happy to indulge you for being such an obedient and receptive toy
i hope you like the taste of earth-born sinners
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dominant male s/o smut headcanons ; 18+
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requested by : anonymous [14/03/24]
original request : ‘There is clearly a lack of x male reader in the Hazbin Hotel fandom, so maybe I could request Lucifer and Adam with a soft dom male reader. (Im not sure If I can request more that one character tho)’
pairing : submissive!adam x dominant!male!reader insert
content : dom/sub dynamic between characters, brat!adam, public sex acts, praise kink, body worship, oral sex (adam receiving)
warnings : sexually explicit content
masterlists : sfw nsfw
minors and ageless blogs will be blocked
adam, being the first man in existence, has developed something of a complex over the many millennia of his existence that makes it incredibly difficult (nigh on impossible, even) for him to be convinced to let a partner dominate him in any sense of the word — after all, he’s the first fucking man, the original dick, the patriarch of mankind, so to him the only ‘natural’ role to take on was the dominant in all of his sexual encounters
… and then you came around and he started to (quietly, internally, and whilst outwardly denying it with his whole chest) consider letting you dominate him for a change
it takes a lot of time, and a hell of a lot of patience on your end, for adam to become openly receptive to even discussing shifting the dynamic between the two of you — and from there it takes even longer and a whole lot of bailed attempts before he’s finally comfortable enough to completely hand over control to you in the bedroom — but once you reach that point of trust and openness with him you’ll find the end result to be more than worth it
of course he’s still not going to make it easy on you and will make you earn his submission pretty much whenever you’re intimate (unless he’s especially needy for whatever reason) — it’s not always a case of him being a brat outright, sometimes it’s just a standard fight for dominance that he’ll occasionally win, but most of the time it’s because he’s bratting out for whatever reason and really needs to be (lovingly) put in his place
despite all of his bravado, adam absolutely thrives under your attention and praise and can get extremely needy and desperate if you deny or tease him for long enough — bonus points if you call him ‘my good boy’ or ‘handsome’ or ‘good’ because, though he’ll brush it off outwardly, it’s clear as day just how much that praise effects him by the reddening of his cheeks, the wavering of his voice, and the throbbing of his cock in your hand
his most common bratty behaviours include: huffing and rolling his eyes when you scold him, insulting you when you deny him or try to get him to behave (usually combined with him flaunting/bragging about his rank in heaven as ‘the first fucking man’ to try and earn your respect), cussing you out when you slow down or deny him what he really wants in order to make him play nice or use his words, and being extremely physical and extremely flirty with you whenever you’re too busy/distracted to give him the attention he craves
(he’s not above groping/fondling you in public or straight up talking about all the things he wants to do to you when you get home — he has literally zero shame — and the only people that can get him to behave are you, as his partner and dom, and sera, as his direct superior)
typically a stern look and a low and authoratative ‘adam.’ is enough to get him to shut up and start behaving himself in front of others, but when you’re in the bedroom you’ll usually have to resort to some more elaborate methods of brat taming — like a mixture of edging and overstimulation, using very strict rules to get him back in good habits (e.g. not using bondage gear but instructing him not to touch you when you’re jerking him off — stopping and tutting at him whenever he fails to follow your rules), and using a mixture of punishment and positive reinforcement to try and keep him on the straight and narrow (so to speak)
some examples of positive reinforcement that work with adam are: body worship (especially if you show particular attention to the parts of himself that have changed since his time in eden, like his softer stomach and bushier hair), praise (let him know that his good behaviour is seen and appreciated, reaffirm how attractive you find him, assure him that you love him and you’re not going anywhere anytime soon, promise that he can trust you and that you’ll always take care of him), and oral sex (he loves seeing you knelt between his thighs, or kneeling before him, as you eagerly, messily, and expertly take his cock between your lips and as far into your throat as you can manage — bonus points if you comment on how ‘big’ and ‘thick’ his dick is, and if you insist on swallowing his cum afterwards because both are things that he finds extremely fucking hot)
he loves it when you’re gentle and slow with him (it’s a nice change to be so loved by a partner after everything his exes put him through), but he also has like zero patience and will inevitably start bratting out and alternating between goading and begging you to go faster and let him cum already — he can take some roughness and overstimulation, after all, and has on many occasions insisted that you stop treating him like he’s fragile when you’re having sex (again, he does appreciate the gentleness and soft dominance that you bring, but sometimes he just wants to have his brains fucked out so he can stop thinking about everything for a while)
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yandereloveraw · 1 month
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🐰💜 Yandere! Jax 💜🐰
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💜 A Little Messed Up [Cover] - HaRaTu
[Cover belongs to HaRaTu]
[Jax belongs to GLITCH on YouTube]
[All images belong to their creators]
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the-hornypost-stash · 7 months
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🩷Minors/ageless/blank blogs, do not interact🩷
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the0ldmann · 8 months
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Minors and Ageless blogs DNI, you'll be blocked on sight!
I tried to do something gaslighty, gave up, and wrote something a little more... uh... like two people playing a little bit of a back and forth game? 'Tis short. And fluffy. Little provocative but not explicit.
1,418 words.
Writing below the cut, if that wasn't obvious.
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You were feeling restless this evening. Nothing good was on TV and you had run out of things to bake until payday. Though it was only recently you had confessed your feelings for Friend, you still felt a little odd bothering him this late at night. Huffing, you scanned your living room for any inspiration to kill your boredom.
That’s when you noticed the bunny plush.
It had been sitting there on a little end table you’d throw your keys and spam mail on for the past couple weeks, overlooking the room. A personal gift from Friend- one of many! He’d sewn you quite a few plushies and you’d finally started running out of room in your bedroom for them. Storage felt a rude solution to store them, so moving them to other rooms was all you could think of.
Quickly, you picked it up, glancing at its eyes when you could without trying to make it obvious. Sitting back down, plush facing away from you, you tried your best to tilt it ever so slightly and get a better look at its eyes.
“They’re just really shiny eye buttons, there’s nothing weird about them.”
That’s what Friend had told you the first time you tried taking a closer look at them. You were absolutely positive they were cameras though, and the looking you were doing now confirmed that.
How could they not be? The eyes looked exactly like the camera on the back of your phone.
An idea came to you.
Friend was always so good at dodging questions. However, you never bothered to press. Everything he said you took at face value- well, most of what he said at least. Otherwise you wouldn’t be thinking about the numerous plush cameras in your place of residence right now.
Seems like bothering him this late was on the agenda anyway. Excitement coursed through your veins as a small smile started to tug at your lips. Could you back Friend into a corner and get him to admit it? Or perhaps get him to admit to something he couldn’t have known without revealing they were cameras?
If you were going to question him, you were going to make this fun though. Those little pink hearts of his were adorable, and while you wouldn’t be able to see them, you wanted to make it hard for him to see through them.
Standing up, you set the bunny on the couch and went to your bedroom. Most of the plushies were turned away, staring into corners and up at the ceiling. Picking out a little green frog holding a mushroom, you set it carefully on the bookshelf by your bed, facing outwards. If the cameras in it hadn’t died, Friend should be able to see you.
If he was looking at whatever computer he had the cameras hooked up to…
A quick text could maybe fix that. This late in the day? He has to be at home right now.
… Right?
Sweet<3: Oh Frieeeeend~
Friend: Someone’s in a good mood I see. What’s up?
Sweet<3: You wouldn’t happen to be at home and on your computer, would you?
You tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear. Whipping off your pants you sat down on your bed, one leg propped up and hugging it with your arm. Surely this would get his attention. It was only a minute before you got a response.
Friend: Sorry, I had to boot it up. Was there something you wanted to show me? ;P
Of course he wouldn’t let on that easily, but you were determined to try.
Sweet<3: So I’m still not convinced you haven’t sewn cameras in the plushies, but that would actually come in real handy right now.
You could almost hear the sigh coming through his text.
Friend: Again? Would it even be possible to convince you otherwise? They’re just special buttons for a special plush made for a special someone.
A pause. You smirk as you see the three little dots come back up.
Friend: Wait, what do you mean hidden cameras would come in handy right now?
Sweet<3: You’d be able to see if you had them~ ;P
Two could play at that game.
Friend was drumming his fingers as he stared at the screen. He wasn’t about to confirm your suspicions. Seeing you sitting there in your underwear made it hard to not ask what it was you wanted. Clearly you wanted something, and he was going to pry it out. Unlucky for you.
Friend: C’mon Sweetheart! I don’t have them so I clearly can’t see. What is it?
Sweet<3: Hmmm, it’s a little hard to explain through text… You really have to see!
Friend: You’re teasing me, aren’t you?
Sweet<3: Maybe a little. ^u^
Friend: How could you be so mean??
You swear you could see the dramatic hand-over-the-heart he was probably doing right now. Little did you know how patient of a man you were dealing with.
And how quickly his patience had been running out…
Sweet<3: Okay okay, I’m willing to give you a hint.
Friend: Now we’re talkin’!
Sweet<3: Am I wearing pants right now?
Friend: Wha… What kind of a hint is that?
Sweet<3: You don’t need cameras to guess~
Friend: If that’s the case, I’m going to guess you’re not. No reason to ask otherwise, hm?
This was true. You got up, taking your phone with you and walking out of sight. Slowly, you stripped down completely before throwing on a pair of lingerie you recently bought.
Admittedly, you were a little nervous about letting Friend see it, but if you were going to get him to slip up, this was going to be the way.
Friend: Are you still there, love?
Ah, right, you had left him on read in order to change.
Sweet<3: Oh don’t worry, I’m getting ready!
Friend: Getting ready for what, Sweetheart? You saying “don’t worry” worries me greatly.
Sweet<3: I know, but this is a good surprise, promise!
Friend: You gonna send me a picture when you’re ready?
He was already cutting you off before you could get any farther. As you stepped back in the line of sight of the plush, you proceeded to half lay down on the bed. Stroking a thigh while smirking at the camera, you gave him a minute to say anything else.
Nothing else was said. Left to come to your own conclusions, the best you could do was tease him some more.
Sweet<3: If you had to guess what the surprise was to get a picture… What would you guess?
A pause. You were at least making it difficult for him to type.
Friend: Out of all the things this surprise could be, I’ll be left guessing for ages!
Sweet<3: What would you want it to be most right now?
You weren’t entirely sure what you expected him to say. Admitting he liked you took forever for him to do. Seems taking that step had left him feeling bolder.
Friend: Hmm… You dressed up in a really cute outfit. Is that it? Prancing about in front of whatever you think has a camera in it?
Was that a read or really nothing more than a blind guess? You suppose you had pranced about in a cute outfit in front of the cameras a few times before… Wait. Was his guess based on past things he’d seen? Shit, maybe you were more unprepared than you thought…
As concern started to cross your features, another text message came through.
Friend: Oh, I’m so right, aren’t I? Are you taking a pic right now? We could always video chat instead- I know you have a brand new laptop for school.
And as quickly as you were starting to have fun with your little game, he had squashed it. Did he know? He had to have. They were cameras after all! As frustrating as he could be, you were going to get the last word on him. You went back to the living room to dig your laptop out of your bag. Sitting down on the couch, you flipped it open and started up a video call.
“Oh, so you did decide to-”
Friend stops mid sentence to stare, pink hearts already floating around his head growing even more in number.
“What’s the matter,” your tone is coy as you sit a little more provocatively, “cat got your tongue?”
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badpupsinc · 11 months
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Minors and Ageless DO NOT INTERACT
- 18+, Satan, GNC!MC
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Satan(either from nightbringer SPECIFICALLY or simply during a tantrum that got more out of hand than he wanted) going to MC to take out some aggression, but instead he's surprisingly more gentle than he USUALLY is.
Normally after a round or two MC has bite marks, hickeys, a few open scratches where a bit of blood ia bubbling to the surface- the usual(not to say they aren't still there- simply there are less). Though for some reason when he's in a bad mood, despite wanting to take it all out on MC's poor body, he's gentle. Whether he's holding back intentionally or not is entirely unknown.
Harsh bites that could break skin are soft nips, scratches are less painful and often replaced by gentle touches-
Though he's still set quite the pace. Keeping their legs hooked over his shoulders- practically bent in half as he pounds into them- They won't be walking out completely unscathed. Simply, the evidence usually littering their neck and torso will heal faster.
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lambrusco-and-sin · 17 days
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April 2023/ April 2024
My first and possibly only comparison post. It's honestly so funny to see these side by side. Logically, I knew I've gained weight but I really didn't know how much my body shape changed. Or how much fuzzier I've gotten. For someone who isn't truly intentionally gaining, I sure am getting pretty thick.
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sleepingdeath-light · 7 months
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the perfect gentleman ; 18+
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requested by ; anonymous (kinktober entry)
word count ; 1544
content ; sexually explicit content, loss of virginity, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, prominent sadism (alastor) and masochism (reader), power imbalance
fandom ; hazbin hotel
pairing ; alastor x cis female reader
read also on ; ao3
note ; potentially shaky characterisation as i had to juggle alastor’s likely sadism with trying to be accommodating for someone’s first time, which was quite the challenge.
minors and ageless blogs will be blocked!!!
Alastor was a great many things to a great many people, but above all else he was a gentleman — and a very traditional one at that. The type who would do the expected chivalrous things like hold open doors for you even when he was just passing by, or lending you his tailcoat if you complained of the cold, but his gentlemanliness also extended to the more intimate side of your relationship (which shouldn’t be as surprising as it was, but seeing as you were both in hell you couldn’t help but be even more appreciative of how he approached things like that).
And even now that you’d finally made yourself open to being sexually intimate he was still treating you with a degree of gentleness that made your undead heart flutter. Though you supposed that was mostly because you’d disclosed your inexperience to him quite early on in your relationship — after all he was a self described sadist so you’d been expecting a bit more roughness once he got you in bed with him.
Not that you minded much, of course…
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Despite being in such a vulnerable position you felt completely at ease beneath him, fully giving yourself to him however you could and however he wanted you to: not flinching away when he used the sharpened tips of his black tinged claws to impatiently, yet delicately, tear your undergarments off of your body; letting him reposition your body so that you were sat on his lap with your bare back right against his slender clothed chest without complaint; spreading your legs wider, almost on impulse, when he started to trail those cold hands up your thighs and towards your wet pussy; complying immediately and removing your hands from your mouth when he scolded you for trying to hide yourself from him, letting your arms fall limply to your sides as you started to anxiously pick at the bedsheets on either side of his crossed legs, whole body trembling in anticipation as he inches closer and closer to the apex of your thighs. And despite all of your mental preparation you still couldn’t help but jump when he first made contact with your slit, earning you a crackling radio-host chuckle against your ear as he repeated the same motion again to help you adjust to it; slowly and gently running a single fingertip along your slit from the hood of your clit to your dripping hole and back again.
He asked you if you wanted him to stop, calling you ‘dear’ in that polite drawl of his, but you pushed through your anxiety and confirmed that you were okay. So Alastor pushed forwards by just a bit; letting one of his fingertips dip mere millimetres into your entrance before immediately removing it and continuing to trace the length of your soaked puffy lips, mindful to not cut you with his nails as he went (he had clipped them beforehand but there’s only so much a demon can do to change his form, you know). Then he did it again, going a fraction deeper and staying a second longer, before pulling out again — going further and further with every go around and clearly delighting in your flustered frustration and anxiety as he continued to tease you and help you adjust to what was to come.
But, so very impatient despite your initial anxiety, you only lasted long enough for him to get the second knuckle of his middle finger into your gushing entrance before you tapped out and begged him to stop ‘treating me like I’m made of glass, Al,’ because you’re ‘a demon too, goddamn it’. And Alastor, ever the perfect gentleman, laughed heartily at your outburst before withdrawing his hands from your body and putting his finger in front of your lips and asking you to ‘be a doll’ and clean him up first.
So, tentatively, and with a half-heartedly defiant roll of your eyes, you parted your lips and allowed him to push his slick covered digit into your mouth. Tasting yourself on his skin as you obediently cleaned him, humming almost thoughtfully at the flavour, until he suddenly popped it back out of your mouth and unceremoniously (and quite roughly) flipped you onto your back so that you were laying flat on the bed with him looming over you, body positioned snugly between your legs.
Once again he asked if you wanted him to continue, voice crackling like static and eyes glowing that intrusive streetlight yellow as he stared down at you with his usual sharp grin on his face. And, once again, you glared up at him and huffed and reaffirmed that you knew what you wanted — and that you didn’t want him holding back like he was before.
And it seemed that that was all the encouragement that the radio demon needed to make your first time as memorable as possible.
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You felt like his prey, trapped and completely at his mercy, but you couldn't help but love it: those needle-like teeth digging in to the sensitive skin of your throat, piercing just deep enough to draw blood and make you gasp before he withdrew and licked the wound clean, moaning in satisfaction at your flavour; those talon like fingers clawing at your bare waist and hips and thighs, keeping you in place and stopping you from squirming away from him as he fucked into your soaking wet pussy, slick mixing with blood as it pooled beneath you on the bed; that long slender cock slipping effortlessly inside of you, tip brushing dangerously against your g-spot every few thrusts and coaxing more moans and groans and whines from your lips as he went, all of which Alastor clearly revelled in. He was so much stronger than you, so much larger than you, that there was no chance of you escaping — leaving you well and truly at the mercy of your demonic deer-like lover — and the thought only made you wetter.
In fact, everything he did or said to you made you wet, which might have embarrassed you if you weren't already in hell.
Every staticky laugh and chuckle that reverberated against the pulse point of your neck or the swell of your chest. Deep, rough sounds that sent waves of gooseflesh erupting across your body and that were usually followed by another playful bite or nip.
Every time he called you 'my dear' or 'pet' or 'dearest' in that transatlantic accent of his, terms of affection that would usually make you swoon now left to punctuate the little things he did to make you see stars on the ceiling of your crumbling hotel room. His sweet words a stark contrast to the utter sin that he was performing between your thighs.
Every sharp sting of his nails being dug into your hips and dragged down a few tantalising centimetres, leaving deep red trails in your skin  in their wake that the small, distant, coherent part of you knew would ache terribly the next day. But now, with his lips on your throat and his cock in your cunt, you couldn't bring yourself to care about the consequences you'd face, you just needed him to do it again... and again... and again. He could leave every inch of you bruised and bleeding and you still wouldn't care so long as he kept making you feel this good — hell, the pain only made the pleasure feel more real, more intense, so you almost hoped that he didn't stop.
Every collision of his hips with yours, angled just right so the tip of his length would hit that delicate spongey-spot within you, that had you throwing your head back and repeating his name like a mantra or prayer (rather ironic given your current place of residence).
All of these new overwhelming sensations pushed you closer and closer to the edge of release until finally something snapped and you were sent spiralling into a climax so intense your vision completely whited out. Every nerve in your body felt like it was on fire and yet you still felt like you were floating, adrift in an ocean of burning hot pleasure that drowned out your thoughts and left you only with the sharp stinging pain of his teeth and nails to anchor you through the storm. Even your own voice sounded distant and incomprehensible to you, like your ears were stuffed with cotton or your head was underwater, leaving only the pounding of your heart audible to you as you were fucked through your climax.
It was intense and felt almost endless, like you were kept in that state of heightened sensation and white hot pleasure for an eternity. Floating in that white, teary void with only your own overwhelming pleasure and distant, dull sparks of pain to keep you company as you rode out the most powerful orgasm of your life. Only able to mindlessly hope that it would be the first of many that you’d have with Alastor, and that some day you’d be able to make him feel just as good as you did now.
Just maybe not today; you were much too worn out for that… but there’s always tomorrow, right?
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