#anon requested

[multiwreckedmess]

Two Princes

Pairing: Prince!Hyunjin x fem!servant!Reader x Prince!Felix Genre: Royalty AU Smut WC: 5.5k Summary: A kingdom unlucky in queens but lucky in princes, you live a pleasant life inside the castle walls. Given to the crown by your parents for training it was only a matter of time until you ran into the two golden Princes Hyunjin and Felix.  TW/CW: Power imbalance. SoftDom!Hyunjin, SoftDom!Felix, unprotected penetration, non-explicit consent, reader is called “darling” “miss”, hyunlix is called “sir”, slight breeding kink, double penetration, Felix and Hyunjin aren’t related but are close like brothers so if that gives you the ick heads up ig, basically 5.5k of pwop.

As usual, this is fiction not a resource manual for how to do literally anything in life. This does not represent ANYONE real or fictional. also not proofread sorry...

You prayed no one would notice the waves forming in the dark wine as your hands shook. Only a month into your service at the castle and you’d made it to the throne room. The matron had looked at you proudly for once that morning, announcing that you would take up the place usually kept by her as a capstone to your training. Muscles tense and locked you acutely wanted to appear composed and graceful, as though you’d done the job for decades. Prove to them that you were born to serve the throne.

Or in this case, the thrones of Princes Hyunjin and Felix.

Two striking young men, crowned with golden locks and reputations to match. Truly the kingdom was blessed despite the tragedy that had led to the familial merger. Not directly related by blood the two boys had still had become fast friends and confidants to each other as the King had aimed for.

“You will hardly see one without the other so I suggest you be ready to see double.” Your matron gently chided, stuffing a second handkerchief into your apron. “Have two of everything! We’d hate to think the Princes might ever want for more.”

You nodded fiercely. Amongst the many new rules this one was easy to remember. Two princes. Each gets his own copy when possible.

Pouring from the decanter into Hyunjin’s cup was the closest you’d ever been to either prince. Sharp jawline, plush lips, seemingly shaped by the goddess herself. Almost an artifact of another world, dangerous to gaze at for too long yet irresistible.

“The glass dear, it’s close,” his velvet voice jolts you from your thoughts, eyes flicking down to the nearly overflowing glass.

Hastily you right the decanter, a million apologies bumbling and stumbling and tripping over each other in your mouth as you shrink looking towards the ground.

Hyunjin’s fingers wrap themselves gracefully under your jaw, righting your posture with a practiced ease. “Now, now, no need for all of that. While this is simply too much for me to drink, I can easily share some with my brother, isn’t that right Felix?” Your eyes flick to the other prince, whose head turns slightly surprised to hear his name.  “Please Felix if I may,” Hyunjin gestures with his cup, dark red liquid wobbling precariously near the rim.

Felix’s eyes narrow, flitting from you to the glass to Hyunjin before extending it to his brother with a small smirk. “Of course. No need for our pretty little attendant to worry. We’re quite good at sharing when needed.”

Carefully steadying the younger’s outstretched wine glass, Hyunjin slowly pours from his cup to Felix’s. There is something disconcerting in the way Felix’s eyes rake over you. It makes your stomach tense and lungs freeze in place. No one in the room says a word as Hyunjin tilts his glass upright, forefinger collecting a stray bead of wine as it slips down the edge of the glass. Time seems to freeze as your eyes meet his tongue slowly licks the droplet from his finger, barely even meeting the skin. You don’t even realize how wide your eyes are, how you’ve sealed you lips in a thin line of shock.

“See, we can share quite well when called upon.” Hyunjin giggles.

An advisor, sat on a luxurious leather wingback chair, clears his throat anxiously. “Let’s not play with our food, boys. As you can see from the agenda there are several economic initiatives that need attending to. Once we are done you are free to spend your time however you wish, but for now you have ceded this time to us.”

The two princes straighten in their thrones and nod, dismissing you back to the small stool and table sat in the corner for you. Briefly your knees knock together, unsure of what the concept of “walking” even was. Manuel mode enabled, you lift your unwilling legs and march at what you think is the speed you normally walk, hoping against hope you haven’t drawn excessive attention to yourself.

Fear flutters in your chest as you watch the room, advisors passionately providing their arguments to the princes, both sat and attentive to each as they spoke. This must be what power is, wordlessly commanding respect but lending that same floor to others when asked. Quiet, unassuming, but simmering below the surface.

You had a similar encounter with the princes very early on in your days as you’d scurried along one of the many arcades on the perimeter of the inner ward. Late for your etiquette lesson, already a demerit, you spotted the pair directly in your path. Both kitted out with their tight white fencers dress, headed to the field for a friendly spar. Felix gently swatting at Hyunjins thighs with the practice foil, Hyunjin jumped, laughing. Bubbling with affection towards each other you wanted to just sit there and watch them, living as a fly or a spider or some other unsightly insect just to see their smiles.

And that’s when you realized you’d stopped fully and were staring in an unbecoming manner.

And they’d noticed.

And they were staring back.

The force of the realization threw you behind the nearest piller, back pressed to the cool stone, waiting to hear their footsteps. Heart thudding wildly you know you shouldn’t hide from them, it isn’t right to hide from them, you are there to serve them not spy on them. Their footsteps fade and disappear as you melt against the column. Maybe you’d hallucinated their line of sight, maybe someone else was behind you.

A harsh clang of metal hitting your column jolts you, sending you yelping and jumping away.

The boys burst into laughter, one climbing in pitch the other diving deep into his register. Hyunjin winks as you turn and run away, feet pounding into the ground, chest heaving.

“Sorry didn’t see you there!” He calls after you jovially. Not that it mattered whether or not it was on purpose.

Today you were finding out that the throne room assignment was mostly about waiting. No matter how scant the crowd was, you had to wait until the princes left to clear the drinks, one of many rules you memorized and repeated as you sat idle, waiting to be needed. At least with the great hall no matter how hectic the activity seemed to have a set pattern which you had grown used to and memorized like a court dance. Mind wandering you watch the advisors drift off into adjoining halls and rooms, half drunk glasses of mead and wine alike littering the table as evidence of their having attended.

And suddenly the princes’ full attention was on you. The same calm gaze with which they’d heard out the court they fixed on you, like a spotlight had decided to shine directly down on you. It would be out of turn to speak but it was increasingly warm under their watchful eyes. Subconsciously your fingers worked over the skirt of your apron, nervously smoothing over and picking the pills.

“Miss, are we truly that scary?” Felix smiles at you. “Please. Come sit, we don’t bite!” He’s warm like sunshine with every word he speaks to you.

Perhaps before now you’d never truly appreciated the concept of ‘scurrying’ as you shuffled speedily to kneel between the twin thrones, head bowed. Skirts billowing out around you like a flower you tuck your hands in front of you, perfectly as taught. You can hear the princes stifle a laugh, bodies shifting towards each other in the top of your peripheral vision.

“We did mean sit when we said sit. You don’t have to kneel so formally.”

“I’m sorry your royal highnesses. This is what my training instructed me to do. How would you prefer me, sirs?” You dare not raise your gaze for fear of losing your mind.

Felix smirks and licks his lips, “well if you could look at us that would be a start.”

With a gulp you raise your chin, eyes still tracing the air around their bodies rather than daring to look directly at them.

“She’s so cute, Felix! So proper. Our matron dearest really went too far with her I think.” Hyunjin nearly brags to Felix as though you aren’t directly in front of them.

“Really such a dear thing. All nervous over us like this.”

Hyunjin kneels slightly beside you, close like you had been to pour his wine. “As beautiful as you look on your knees I’d love you to take a seat for us. Can you do that? You can choose anywhere you like, even our laps if they look comfortable. I assure you no better seat in the entire palace.” His tone caresses your nerves, codling you. Almost easing you into standing before them, still trembling. As you turn to pick a chair his voice calls again. “Oh before you sit, please, remove that apron for us, darling.”

Quick to respond to his request you fumble with the pins holding the top half of the apron, hands shaking like leafs.

It’s Felix’s turn to step forward. Taking a quick stride to position himself behind you he easily plucks the knot loose, arms wrapping around your waist to catch the sheath of fabric over his arm. His chin bumps your shoulder, face close to yours in a way you never dared think about. Ears flashing hotly you stumble back on him with a squeak.

“Oh!” Felix exclaims, righting you in his grasp. “I think our darling’s corset is restricting her too much. She nearly fainted right here!”

Mouth opened wide in dismay. You want to fight him on his assumption. Your bindings were fine, it was he that was the problem. But you can’t bring yourself to say it was him. Training taking over, what he said must’ve been right. The girls always did have a habit of lacing too tightly in the morning when their stomachs were empty from hours sleeping.

“Felix, if you think that’s the problem I give you full permission to remove the offending clothing. We can’t have anyone passing out in our care.”

“Sirs! No, I’m fine really, that’s so much-” your panicked voice reaches a high tremor. The reality of the request forcing your hand. You’d be basically nude in the throne room, thin chamise only blurring what the imagination could easily place beneath the formless white fabric.

“What is your primary duty?” Hyunjin barks out suddenly, stilling you.

“To serve the throne, sir.”

“And if you faint? How will that be in service to us?”

“It will not be in service.”

His eyes sparkled, “then by that logic, if removing your bodice serves the throne…?”

“The bodice should be…removed.” You reply shyly, ducking your head to hide your face.

Felix’s small fingers neatly unhook your outer layer, slipping the sleeves off your shoulders and letting the durable slab of roughly woven cotton slide to the floor. Almost equally as swiftly he pops the pins holding your skirts and petticoat tightly around the corset, pooling at your feet, leaving only the offending clothing squeezing your ribs, your pantalettes, and fine linen chemise.

You can’t hide the lewd moan that escapes your lips as Felix presses open the metal release hooks at your front, pinched flesh screaming in delight at the sudden freedom.

“...and that’s why we make the decisions for the kingdom. We know better than our own subjects.” Felix purrs in your ear.

Goosebumps rise on the backs of your arms as you close them across your chest in a lame attempt to keep some modesty. Their consistent gaze heats your insides to jelly. You wish that you owned anything prettier than this to present yourself in. Something silk like the noble ladies or at least lace embroidered like the more well off ilk.

“Felix, are you frightening our darling?”

“Darling, am I scary? Do I scare you? You can be honest with us.”

Panic clenches your abdomen. “No!” You blurt. “You don’t-I’m not scared.” As per your training, you must stay resolute. The answer seems to please them, sharing a small smile and glance at each other.

Hyunjin’s tone remains soft, floating like a melody. “You must know, as you’ve been trained to be so exemplary, that it is my birthday soon. A very special day for all the kingdom and of course for myself. Now, I hadn’t thought of what I might ask for…” he trails off. “Come closer, girl.”

Dutifully you step almost toe to toe with him, Felix returning to his seat to observe. Both wearing the smiles of cats that caught the mouse.

“What do you remember about your prince’s birthdays?”

Straightening up a little you recite, “as we are blessed with two beautiful princes we celebrate each twice. Although they were born separately they are celebrated jointly as the rising of the spring and the beginning of the fall.”

Hyunjin claps his hands, “and! What of our presents?”

“Two of a kind as with all things that can be made twice.”

“Oh she is perfect! Isn’t she, Felix?” Hyunjins hand reaches out to play with the hem of your chamise, pinching and bunching the fabric in his fingers. His eyes flit suddenly up from the hem to you, “I want you for my birthday.”

You can’t control your facial expression, eyes widening and jaw going slack. Breath growing fast and shallow your hand grasps the fabric covering your chest. “Sir, I’m not sure what you mean. I’m already yours as I have been taught and trained to be, I belong to the crown, the throne-”

Of course you knew what he meant. There had been other boys who’d shown interest. Other boys you were interested in. The concept was not new to you. Something about him though, made it unbelievable that he could mean what you thought.

“Your duty is to the crown and the throne. I don’t want that. I want you, I want your body, and I want your affection.” He drew the hem to his lips, kissing the garment like a lord might kiss a ladies hand. “Now hike up your gown and let me have my present.”

Fluttering stomach, fingers trembling, you slowly tug the fabric into your fists, exposing the white legs of your pantalettes, conjoined at the top by a drawn string threaded through both halves. You’ve never seen hyunjin like this, slouched in his throne, legs spread wide. He watches you, palming himself over his breeches.

“Hyunjin, she’s shivering already!” Felix raises his eyebrow. “Are you okay darling? Tell your princes what you need.”

“I’m-I don’t-I’m not sure-” you stutter out, keenly aware of the spotlight on you.

“Please help our darling out, should you wish. She’s your present too after all,” Hyunjin addresses Felix, eyes still fixated on you. They don’t move as you feel Felix’s presence hovering behind you, his hands slowly smoothing your gathered bunches of fabric into one knot held tightly in his fist to your side. Your heart thuds in your chest and echos between your thighs. Lust clouds your judgment like the hazy heat that rolls off of his body. His unoccupied hand slips into the slit in your pantalettes, tracing your folds with the pads of his fingers.

Gasp caught in your throat your veins feel like they’ve been lit on fire.

“Our darling is so responsive, Hyune. You’re going to love her. Cunt’s already dripping.”

“Show me.” Hyunjin demands. Felix tugs on the drawstring, pantalettes swiftly tumbling to the ground.

“Put your knees on the arms of his throne, love. I’ll hold you close still, don’t worry,” Felix whispers assurances in your ear as you shakily spread your legs wide to match the width of the sturdy, thick armrests. Stepping between Hyunjin’s legs to join you, he encourages you to lean back into his chest, angling your pelvis to present lewdly forward, hands grappling backwards to your own ankles.

Hyunjin’s eye’s rake over every inch of exposed flesh, joined by eager fingertips. He’s careful not to venture too close to your sex, opting to leave anticipatory prickles in his lazy path up and down your thighs. Your hips rise to meet him each time, assuming that he had to have grown impatient by then. No man you’d ever met was patient for very long for any reason, so why should a prince be any different? Still as much as your body seemed to long for his touch to advance he resisted, smiling as you exhaled with a disappointed “hmph.”

“Really doesn’t take too much, does it darling? Just the proper, or improper, touch.” Hyunjin states, finally slipping a finger between your lips, gliding it back and forth, just teasing your entrance.

You sink into the motion with a gentle “oh” hardly noticing as Felix slips his unoccupied hand beneath your chamise, soft palm kneading your bosom in handfuls. “Just relax,” he continues to whisper, silky tone weaving through your cotton-y brain. “Let us take care of you. You’re capable of so much pleasure, if you just let us rule you. You can do that, right darling? You’re such a good little servant. So perfectly trained. You know how to be a good girl and take orders. It’s your duty after all, to serve us.”  The tapestry he knits with his words is an enticing one, laced with golden promises.

Your thighs threaten to collapse inwards with each nudge of your clit. Each denial becomes almost painful, your body clenching inwards to try to force yourself over the edge. Eyelids fluttering over the whites of your rolled-back eyes you beg under your breath, beg for release, beg for something to clench down on.

“Louder. Let your Prince hear what you need,” Felix hisses.

“Please, sir, it hurts. I need - so badly. I need to - I might die. I need you-”

“What do you need from me?”

“I need you inside-” your voice breaks, the words too dirty to dare utter in front of them. “Sir, I need you inside me.”

“Be more specific.”

“Fingers!” You gasp and groan as Felix pinches your pebbled nipple. “Please use them in me, sir! Please! Please.” You chant as he continues to rub his thumb back and forth over the tingling area. Every touch feels like looking over the edge of the castle wall to the turf below, churning the pit of your stomach.

Hyunjin tuts, leaning upwards, face inches from your mound. Breath held as his finger passes again over your hole, you whimper. Tongue pointed he kitten licks your swollen button before sealing his mouth over your mound. Licking and sucking at you, the persistent attention from his swirling muscle has your eyelids fluttering and hips grinding down on him, juices dripping down his chin. Your cunt pulls his finger in with each flutter of its walls, happy to have even this much to clench down on.

The arousal pooling in your gut, your body arches up, head pressing into Felix even harder and you flood the man below with your essence. Each pulse of your cunt forces a twitch from your flexed muscles as he releases you, tongue flat to eagerly lap at your core.

Hyunjin looks pleased as he pants, withdrawing from your netherregion, lips pink and plush from their hard work. “This is why we royalty come up with the solutions.”

“Yes! My Princes know how to take care of me. Thank you sir. Thank you for your care.” You cry and shake, giving your full weight plus some to Felix as you convulse with aftershocks.

Hyunjin motions for Felix to lift you gently off the armrests, letting you curl and rest at his feet. “Set your head here, darling, let me show you how good you taste,” he taps his knee, leaning forward to kiss you as you come near, lips still shining with your release. The taste is faint, his own scent almost overwhelming your senses, but not unpleasant. Gently his tongue presses at your lips, seeking permission. Swept into the moment you grant it easily, letting him explore your mouth, licking into the warmth just as he had your cunt.

As your kiss becomes more desperate, Hyunjin pulls you over him, your torso stretched over his thighs, ass stuck out into the room. You yelp into his mouth as another wriggling tongue swipes over your slit.

“She’s so sweet, no wonder you took your time with her,” Felix murmurs, drifting off as he indulges in another swipe.

“Felix,” Hyunjin breaks from you, strand of spit spanning the distance from your already fucked-out face. “I think she’s ready enough, we don’t want to break our present quite yet.” His face doubles and swims in front of you as your eyes fight to focus. Hyunjin chuckles affectionately as you stare back at him dumbly. “Darling, he’s going to fuck you now. You might want to brace yourself.” Gently he cups your head and lays your cheek to his thigh, mouth watering bulge twitching and straining against his breeches right in front of you. Forgetting yourself for a moment, you trace the print in the fabric with your forefinger. “So cute,” he coos, gently removing your hand, “but I didn’t say you could do that.”

“‘M sorry sir. I-” your thought is interrupted by the blunt tip of Felix’s cock sliding between your folds. Hand gripping Hyunjins thigh in anticipation, you wiggle your hips as Hyunjin pushes your hair away from your face to get an unobstructed view.

“Go ahead Felix, take her.”

Palm flat on your lower back he pushes into you to the hilt in one smooth motion. Your facial expressions and groans do not disappoint, eyes rolling back to the whites. The stretch is more pressure than pain, your slick easing him in with the prep work Hyunjin did to open you up.

“She’s a tight little thing,” Felix pulls back leaving only the flared tip inside of you, reveling in the way your lips hug around him as he fills you. “Every time I try to pull out she just pulls me right back in.”

Popping the front of his breeches free, Hyunjins cock springs out in front of you. It’s paradoxically thick in comparison to him curving up to his waistband, tip already glossy with smeared precum. “Give it a little taste, darling,” he says, parting your lips with his thumb, encouraging your jaw to open even further, pad petting your tongue. Tapping the head against your flattened tongue he seems pleased with the ease of your obedience. He tastes slightly salty and musky as you twirl your tongue around him. “Good girl, go ahead and wrap that little pout around me. Just like a sweet, just like that,” he holds your head steady to his thigh as he shallowly fucks into your mouth. He can’t get much depth at this angle but the vibrations from your moans and blissed out expression make up for it. Both men take up the responsibility of ragdolling you between them, Felix pulling by your hips as Hyunjin thrusts forward into your mouth, one in, one out.

Each prince sounds unique in his pleasure. Hyunjin caught in whines and hisses in tenor while Felix groans and grunts in his low baritone. Their styles of loving are also a study in contrast, Felix’s hands roaming everywhere, squeezing and squishing and massaging. Like a sculptor working putty into a masterwork. Hyunjin prefers pointed attacks and intense stares. Busy wandering the scene with his eyes. Watching the light play over your fingers as they twitch and tremor with each thrust. The shadow of the hollow of your cheek as his cock pulls from your lips. Even your eyelashes, clumped with aborted tears, sticking to your cheek for a millisecond with every flutter.

“‘M close.” Felix warns, pulling from you with a pop.

“No,” you whine and wiggle, searching after him desperately. Both men laugh.

“Turning our cute shy thing into a cockwhore in one round, I’ve got to say I’m proud.” Hyunjin also pulls from you, leaving you unoccupied for the first time in the last twenty minutes.

Unsure of what to do with yourself you nuzzle his thigh wordlessly. Sweat and juices trailing down your inner thighs your stomach hungers for more. Frustration boiling and bubbling in your chest you wiggle your hips again in hops it entices Felix back.

“You’re just so helpless without us aren’t you?” Hyunjin’s voice returns to its calm caressing tone. “Don’t worry darling, you’ll be filled soon. Do you want to come sit on me now? Would that feel good?”

You scramble into the throne, straddling the prince like an overeager mutt totally unaware that it is no longer a puppy. Even panting with your tongue out, nearly begging as your slit slides along his strained member.

“Felix, did you not fuck her hard enough? She’s practically wetting the seat with how needy she is. Humping me like a bunny in heat. Gotta make her cum harder next time so she’s nice and pliant.”

“Jeeze, you’re the one who said not to break your new toy,” Felix’s voice echos from the other end of the room. “Should be thanking me for having her so wound up.”

You whine as you rub yourself on him. Cunt aching to be filled again, your fingers feel itchy as you deny yourself the pleasure of taking him of your own accord.

“Normally I’d punish you for trying to get yourself off without my permission but,” Hyunjin shoots a glance over your shoulder. “There was some familial miscommunication which you should not pay for.” He lifts your hips off him, dick sufficiently lubricated with a mixture of spit and precum, and fits himself just inside your entrance. “Now take me nice and slow, I want to see each inch go in easy, okay?” His eyes search for your understanding. “And if you try anything funny, I’ll make sure you’re fucked so hard that you’ll be on bedrest for the next three days.” A sudden hit of venom laces his words, driving his point home.

Thighs burning you sink slowly onto him, careful not to let gravity or exhaustion accelerate your descent. The effort has you shaking, palms pressed to the armrests with the tips of your fingers going white. He whispers small praises as he watches himself fill you. How proud he is, how well you are doing, how pretty your pussy looks taking him in, what a good cocksleeve you are. Finally, finally he leans up and pulls you to his chest, groaning as he forces the last few centimeters of himself inside.

“How do you feel darling?”

“Full, sir,” you mumble, happy to pour your weight into his arms. “Good and full.” Hands on your hips he rolls you back and forth on him, coaxing another wet release from you. It has you floating, you want to be good for him. You need to be good for him. It’s only right to worship a future king as you would a god.

Hyunjin’s hands spreading your cheeks, another warm intrusion works its way against you, slick release and additional lubrication coating your holes. A small digit swirls around the second, virgin hole, briefly pressing as a test. You jolt, pussy clamping down around Hyunjin, heartbeat climbing rapidly. “Relax, just trust us, we know best, right? Didn’t it feel so good before when Felix got you all nice and ready. He’ll be just as gentle. It’s his nature after all. Just put your head on my shoulder like a good girl and relax.”

Following his instructions you curl onto his shoulder, hands gripping his biceps. As the intrusion works its way into you, pulling back and inching forward with each thrust, you try to focus on him. His smell, his aura, his nerves of steel. His murmurs vibrate against your ear, tickling pleasantly. A second digit is added as you whimper and bury your face in his neck.

“No no, darling. I need to see your face at least a little,” Hyunjin nudges you from the warm juncture with his chin. “Especially for this next part.” He winks at Felix.

Felix who has been grunting lowly under his breath with each effort he makes to stretch you just enough. He presses the head of his cock to your twitching entrance pushing himself until just the head squeezes past the tight ring. Your face screws up cutely with the initial pain, lip quivering. Felix tries to make it more comfortable, slowly massaging your lower back as he rocks himself with your whimpers.

The pain has your head spinning while the overwhelming fullness numbs it. From clamping down around nothing to being stretched to the point where clenching would lead to misery you’ve run the gambit. As he settles a peaceful expression covers your face. Eyelids closed, brows unknit, lips just barely parted as your jaw hangs loosely.

You gurgle happily. “Is this what being with a Prince is like?”

“No darling, this is what being with a god is like.”

“I should worship you.”

“You should. But today, for being so especially precious, we will spoil you.”

Felix leans over, joining your and Hyunjins heads. “Let us treat you.” Both men start to rock opposite each other again. Their cocks are only separated by a thin wall. There isn’t much else you can do but take it, as the coo and caress and bounce you back and forth. Your body is frozen as you chase another orgasm, lower belly and tops of your thighs tensing and shaking as more arousal splashes from you and coats their skin. Everything they do to you is gentle followed by a small reminder of their ownership. A nuzzle followed by a harsh bruising suck of your skin. A loving hand massaging your ass cheek before smacking it. Somewhere between heaven and earth your mind floats in paradise.

“I can’t take any more. I really can’t. I can’t sirs.” Your eyelids are so heavy you think you might pass out. It wouldn’t be the worst thing either, to be taken into the blessed dark as your Princes have their way.

“You can, I know you can, you’re such a good girl. One more for us.” Felix mumbles in his deep bass, pressing kisses to your shoulder and neck. “Hold her for me,” he groans airily. “I’m close,”

Hyunjin’s hands move to the tops of your thighs, locking you down to his lap. “Might want to hold onto something, darling,” he gestures to the armrests as Felix leans back from you. That was all the warning you received, Felix’s hips suddenly snapping into you with a brutal pace. Your body fights itself, not sure if it should contract inwards or try to expand outwards, leaving you jittering between white knuckles and splayed palms. Words you’d only heard the stablehands shout as they shoveled flew from your mouth, much to the delight of the men inside of you.

“Keep going ‘lixie, she’s fucked. Nothing inside that pretty little head.”

Felix’s grunts turn into small high pitched whines. His sweat drips from his forehead as he wraps himself around you, head buried in the crook of your neck. Every inch of your body spasms, thighs, ass, cunt, arms, every muscle tensing and pulsing all at once, white hot. He spills into you panting and swearing.

“Better be able to hold her for me now, or are you too weak hm?” Hyunjin taunts, letting go of your thighs.

“I can-” Felix breathlessly pulls you tighter into his arms, arms crossing your chest to brace you against his chest.

Hyunjin fucks you with equal ferocity, bouncing your body up against Felix like you were made of rubber and not flesh and bone. Felix pulls your hair back, strands sticking to the drool and tears escaping from you.

“I think you broke her, Hyune.”

You gurgle dumbly, eyes blurred and mouth open.

Hyunjin doesn’t bother talking, teeth gritted, mesmerized by the scene in front of him. Looking to the heavens, face relaxed as though you could see your soul floating inches above you, a perfect subject, a perfect vessel. Your walls clamp around him fluttering and pulsing and pulling him, proof of his superiority. Even at base level your body was desperate to have his children, desperate to ensure it took. With a gasp he spilled deep within you, granting your body it’s well earned prize.

“Let ‘er go.”

Felix slips from you, letting your chest fall into Hyunjin’s arms again. “Good enough exercise for the day?”

Hyunjin nods.

“Good idea - specially asking for her - best birthday ever.”

Part II

#hyunjin smut #felix smut #hwang hyunjin smut #lee felix smut #skz hyunjin smut #skz felix smut #stray kids hyunjin smut #stray kids felix smut #skz smut #stray kids smut #smut request #anon requested #thanks for being my first request ever anon #i hope this lives up to what you want!

[v3nusxsky]

so i saw you have no Nat request but was wondering if could do wanda and Nat x freader smut with these prompts

48.“Watch your mouth...”

19. “I swear to god I’ll fuck the brattyness out of you till you can’t walk…”

60“You broke the rules…”

with dom Nat and wanda bratty reader

maybe they’re all out at like a bar for a celebration of some sorts and R feels like little left out because Nat and Wanda are talking to each other and barely including her in the conversation so she decides have a little attitude with them . this just gets r less in the conversation so she gets up and sits next to some other girl and fake flirts with her this catches Nats eye . which leads them to take R home and give her reminder of the rules ;)

(aka punishment)

if not Wanda and Nat then just Nat would be fine

if you do this and do the both can Nat be the slightly like harsher one and Wanda not like a completely soft dom but is not as harsh as Nat can be

hope have a lovely day

i love your writing especially “needy puppy”

Bratty Baby 18+

*Authors note~I took a lot of creative liberties here with this one so I hope that's okay and that you'll enjoy it*

Trigger warnings~ dp dom Wandanat sun brat r g!p Nat enchanter strap on wanda  harsh dom Nat slight soft dom Wanda, overstimulation kink teasing dildos Voyeurism punishment Dacryphilia size kink voice kink oral fixation mommy and daddy kink smut smut smutttt

Prompt~ see ask^^^^

Tony was always throwing parties after every successful mission, you never knew why. Perhaps he wanted to flash the cash and his success but you liked to think his love language is showering you all with gifts and parties to celebrate achievements the team made. You love dressing up for your girlfriends, allowing them to take in your outfits always led to a fun night. The team knew of your relationship dynamics, but had never once questioned either of your girlfriends, probably because they could kick the rest of the teams ass without even braking a sweat.

Normally you'd be hanging off one of their arms all night, but tonight they seemed to be immersed in one another's company. It was like you were third wheeling in your own relationship and for the first time you felt jealousy towards them both. They very rarely included you in their conversations, you didn't know much about it. You tried to show them your hurt at their ignorance but they seemed unfazed by your clear upset. That's when your plan formed. If they wouldn't give you attention then you'd go find someone who will.

Truly you didn't know how it happened but it did, you were leant up against the bar nursing a drink while carol tried to poorly flirt with you, asking about a scar you'd gotten a year ago. You weren't interested at all, very in love with your girlfriends but you could practically feel Natasha glaring in your direction so you fed into it. Fake flirting with Carol seemed to grab the attention of both women so you weren't surprised when both of them came to you. Natasha behind you sneaking a hand to your head while Wanda stood between you and Carol. A little whimper escaped you at the tug to your hair. "Dekta, why don't you let Carol go enjoy her night you are done" she murmured to you eyeing Carol dangerously causing her to flee.

"Draga, you know better than to whore yourself out" Wanda purred causing you to retaliate, "I bet Carol would fuck me right!" The mumble caught by both women causing Nat to rage on and Wanda to worry. "Nat, you're hurting me" you whimpered as she dragged you back to your room with Wanda on your tails. "Nat honey, maybe you should calm down" Wanda tried as you were thrown into the bedroom.  The two women began to converse, little did you know Wanda was trying to make Nats temper deflate a little for you. "You don't fucking want me know" you all but screamed at them.

"Watch your mouth you whore" Nat seethed stalking towards you like a animal hunting prey. "ljubezen" the softer one of your girlfriends warned, she meant business but was no where near as angry as Natasha. Natasha held your throat and slammed you into the wall, her lips roughly fighting with yours now. Wanda taking the free time to strip from her clothing while Nat marked up your exposed neck. "I swear to god I'll fuck the brattyness out of you till you can't walk." She growled before dragging you to the bed where Wanda laid spread and playing with her puffy cunt. "Go and eat mommy out, prove you can be a good slut for us."

Crawling onto the bed you immediately tried to kiss Wanda's soft thighs but Tasha forced your head into her cunt, "eat" she growled. Immediately, you began to give kitten licks to her soaking cunt, her clit being spoilt with attention before plunging your tongue into her tight little hole. "Oh fuck, baby yes there yes good girl" Wanda mewled causing Natasha to lean over to slap Wanda face, "she's nothing more than a worthless whore Wanda, do not make me punish you too." Tears sprang in wandas eyes, "oh dekta you look so pretty when you cry, daddy doesn't mean to take her anger out on you. This slut is the one who should get it. Don't you agree?" A yes was squealed as you managed to throw the witch over the edge and fuck her through it.

Natasha once again tugged you up by your hair to spin you around and thrust her hard veiny cock into your tight throat. "Make this wet for daddy slut" was all she offered before thrusting into you. Wanda took the time to calm her body and strap up and enjoy the show. "Natty" Wanda whined when she was ready, "let me have a turn." That was how you found yourself sucking Wandas strap happily while Nat edged you with your aching clit.

Once both women had enough you were immediately positioned on all fours, Natasha lining her self up with your hips to hold them steady. Wanda teasing your folds with the head of the strap, "oh yes baby so wet for mommy"she purred before thrusting in. "Mommy no big too big" you whimpered causing Natasha to smack your ass in warning, "you'll take it, mommy wants to stretch out your fuck hole to make sure you can take daddy's cock." Natasha helped you fuck yourself onto Wandas dick as she stretched out your walls. "Oh god mommy! Daddy! Wanna cum" you mewled.

"Cum my whore" Wanda purred happily as she was approaching her edge too. A rough thrust had you both tumbling over that edge together. "Mine" the red headed Russian growled practically ripping you off Wands dick and thrusting into you from behind. The sheer size of her dick stretching you more than Wanda had. "Mommy it hurts make her stop" you cried hoping she'd take pity on you. "You broke the rules baby" Wanda reminded before completely ignoring the pleas and cries for her to help you.

Nat is a passionate lover but her temper flared often making it hard for her to know when to stop. "Wands look the pretty slut is crying. Look at how beautiful she looks taking me Wanda" Nat panted with every rough thrust, "the more you cry dolly the more I want to ruin you." You'd lost count how many times you came around her cock, the pleasure and pain dizzying. "Stop stop please daddy I can't" you whined, only to be shut up by Wanda popping her breast into your mouth, "shhh baby here suck on mommy."

Natasha happily filled you to the brim as you screamed around Wandas nipple. When she finally slipped from your now gaping hole you could see the mixture of both your cum seeping from your own hole onto the bed. Trying to catch your breath you noticed Wanda slipping underneath your body and Nat repositioning her already hard cock. You weren't even sure how two cocks could fit into your small cunt but these two lovers were determined to make them fit. "Oh look at the cock slut wands, taking both our dicks into your needy cunt"

Natasha shoved two fingers into your mouth as they both pounded into you, it was awkward at first but they soon found a rhythm to overstimulate your poor puffy cunt. Tears streaming like a raging river, you continued to moan and whine as you came around their dicks again and agains. Your orgasm causing you to clamp around them like a vice. Making them cum became the ultimate goal, and when you achieved that you tapped out immediately, the pain now outweighing the pleasure.

Both women flipped like a switch into caring and loving, making sure you were cared for and loved, cleaning up and cuddling with your exhausted body while they whispered words of praise and love until you all drifted off to sleep.

Word count~ 1552

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Source - OddBlackeh (Character belongs to lohboh)

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I JUST THOUGHT OF AN AMAZING IDEA (this can be a request or just me sharing an idea with y'all -- whatever you prefer)

Okay so like. Reader (with either a 😻 or a 🍆) and a Link of your choice (with the opposite genitalia) accidentally get body swapped.

Lemme explain my vision:

I'm thinking maybe after a portal shift, Reader and Wars/Time/whoever find themselves separated from the group, and they get attacked by...idk, an infected Wizzrobe? After that, the Wizzrobe (or whatever) disappears; the two of them pass out, and when they wake up -- bam. Body swap.

I'm a little unsure about this next bit -- perhaps whatever spell the Wizzrobe used also makes people horny? Perhaps the two accidentally run face-first into a sex-pollen plant? Perhaps the two are simply curious about what it feels like to have the opposite genitalia, and decide that now's a perfect opportunity for experimentation? Idk, dealer's choice -- but regardless, it leads to some smutty times.

I'm thinking: First Time/Horny Teenager Vibes (to clarify -- they're BOTH adults, but I say "horny teenager vibes" only bc neither person truly knows how to use the other's "equipment").

I'm thinking: guided masturbation, as each person experiments with the genitalia they currently have to see first-hand what feels best for their partner.

I'm thinking: overzealous, passionate fucking -- whoever currently has the dick experiencing the bliss of being engulfed by the heavenly wet heat of their partner's (well, their own) pussy; whoever currently has the pussy experiencing nirvana from the sensation of penetration -- of feeling their partner filling them up, of their partner reaching so far into their core, practically kissing their soul with how deep their partner's (well, their own) cock is. First Time Vibes all around, essentially, for this pair of experienced lovers.

(And perhaps, whoever currently has the dick clings tightly to their partner so they won't accidentally slip out, desperate to keep their cock warm as they're panting and whimpering from the pleasure; perhaps, just before either of them have fully caught their breath, the current dick-haver begins rutting into their partner again, growing hard inside their partner -- consumed by a feral need to do it all over again; whining prettily about how they get it now -- why their partner is always so eager to make love whenever possible. "It...oh, it feels so good...! I can't...If this is how you feel every time, then fuck, I get why you can never keep your hands to yourself; I wouldn't either, if I were you -- fuck...!")

DFBDHBJFONSFWJVSFOIVW!

Oooo Beasty, what deliciousness is this?! Body swapping? I’m listening… (sorry that this took so long to get to. Hope it is close to what you were thinking)

Wizzrobes are such bastards or as I call them, Twinkle Toes, but we may need to keep them around if they are going to do things like this. Wizzrobe Rod + Sex Pollen, that would be a weapon to hunger for.

Warriors and you stepped through a portal like all the others just did, but you two are the only ones on the other side. Red flag for you both, but neither had a chance to draw a weapon before a dark Wizzrobe released a pink and purple magic into your faces, coating you both in a powdery substance.

Warriors let out a hushed curse.

“What?” you asked, now concerned more by his response. Even more so when he pulled out a cord of rope. “And that is for what, exactly?”

“To tie our hands together. That magic we just got blasted with will have us unconscious in a few minutes and I would prefer to not have to track you down when we wake.”

“Track me down? What are you ta-” You didn’t finish your sentence, dropping like a sack of feed to the ground.

“Lightweight.”

Waking from your involuntary nap, you pulled at the rope now around your right wrist. It was unpleasant at the least. You groaned, blindly slapping Wars chest to wake him, but it didn’t feel right. It was soft and squishy.

You turned your head and was met with yourself, sleeping right next to you. Forgetting that your hand is tied to yourself, you tried to scurry away, but that only caused you to drag the other body that looked like you.

“Hey!” It was strange to hear your own voice and clearly it wasn’t what the other you was expecting. “(Y/n)?”

“Yes?” You slapped your hand over your mouth, taken by surprise that Warriors voice came from you. “What happened to us?”

“Body swap?”

“Why are you saying it in the form of a question when you said you knew what the magic was?”

“Usually it just knocks you out and you get super horny, not all this.” He gestured to you both.

You gave a smirk. “Usually? So you have used this stuff before?”

“Most adults in my Hyrule use it recreationally, so yes, I have.” He, in your body, leaned in, moving your face, his face, from side to side. “Damn I look good.”

“You-!” You slapped his free hand away, untying your still joined hands quickly.

Upon standing, Wars laughed, looking down at your hips. “Seems that the magic has settled in already.”

You looked down and there it was… you were solid and eager. “How do I get rid of it?”

“Gotta use it.”

“Fine, I’ll be back later.”

“Jacking off doesn’t work.”

“DAMN IT!”

Warriors laid back down. “Not that you would know what to do with a weapon of that sort.”

You placed your hands on your hips, “And you think you know how to use what I originally have?”

“Duh.”

You had always wanted Warriors to eat his words and this was going to be the greatest way to. Without a word you began to take the excessive amount of clothes off, happily watching the other grow more and more uneasy.

Standing naked, Warriors had a blush on his cheek and you can’t help the thought of how pretty yourself looks like that. What you weren’t expecting was him to bite his bottom lip while his eyes roamed over you.

“Conceded much?”

“N-no. Pretty sure it’s this body going on instinct more than anything else.” He rubbed his thighs together and you knew what that meant.

“Undress, it isn’t going to take care of itself.”

There was a shyness once both of you were stripped of clothing, looking down at your new bodies and the ones that were originally yours. You felt like the teen you used to be when you lost your virginity, not sure exactly what to do or what was okay. You wanted to touch, but how-

“Wrap your hand around just below the head. Not tight enough to rub raw, but enough for it to feel good.” Warriors directed, seeing your curiosity. And didn’t that feel good as your hand stroked in a steady rhythm, slowly building the need to be sunk inside something hot and wet.

You kept up the slow pace as you saw Wars move his hand to between his legs for the first time, barely touching his new sex. You let him explore, snorting a laugh when he hisses in discomfort from harshly swiping over his clit. “Hurts doesn’t it?”

“Yes! I do that to you sometimes, why haven’t you told me not to?”

“It doesn’t always hurt. Here, let me show you.” You blushed as you touched your own body part. It wasn’t like you hadn’t snuck your hands in your own pants before to find pleasure, but this was so much more than that.

Warriors caught on quickly, moving his fingers on either side of the sensitive button, then a larger circle over top of it with three fingers.

His cheeks flushed, mouth gaped and panting, you tell him to stop. He whined high in his throat, but did as he was asked. You took a deep breath meaning to calm yourself, but the scent of pheromones was all you got and it made you dizzy.

With two fingers you stroked the soaked folds that Warriors hadn’t made it to yet, gently pushing in. His back arched some, hands going to his chest as you thrusted inwards more. You added a third finger and had him moaning for more. You curled your fingers forward, finding that spot that made his eyes cross, giving it several ‘come hither’ motions.

“Please, please, please!” Wars begged, a hand reaching for your hair.

When he got a fist full of hair, you slowed down, saying, “Words, Wars. What do you want?”

“Mouth! I want- ah!- your mouth.”

When it came to oral pleasure between your legs, you had a rule: If you weren’t okay with having your own mouth down there, no one else needed to be down there. Knowing that you had just taken a bath that morning, you were fine with him guiding you down with both hands.

Trying not to overthink it and remember what felt good, you got to work lapping at the still twitching, clenching, wanting entrance. You pulled a hand from your hair, placing it at his clit, silently telling him to go back to stimulating himself. It didn’t take long after that for the warning moans to be voiced and his release to drip down your chin and you got to see first hand how you tasted.

“So that’s what that feels like.” Wars said with a blissed look on his face.

“Good right?” you smirked, as you removed the moisture from your lips.

He looked into your eyes, biting his lower lip. You were somewhat between his legs still and he widened them further apart, spreading himself open as an invitation. Getting a little closer, cock in hand, you look between yourself and him, cheeks turning pink.

“You’re not nervous now, are you?” he asked.

“No, just… I don’t know what to do.”

Wars sat up on his elbows. “After everything we have done together in the past, you don’t know where to put it?”

“That’s- that’s not what I mean!” Your face went a rosy red. “I just don’t know what to do with-” you pointed both hands down towards your hips. “-this.”

Warriors gave a breathy laugh, saying quietly, “It’s like being a young teen all over again.” He sighed with a smile. “You know this body better than I do and what feels good to it. Go off of that.”

He had a point.

Scooting closer, you could feel the heat rolling off of him and your cock twitched, automatically knowing what was to come. Taking it in hand, you rubbed the head between slick folds, coating yourself.

Silky, wet, hot.

Warriors mouth fell open as you kept sliding in further and further. “Holy Golden Three!” He looked down where you two were joined. “And that’s not even all of it?”

“You aren’t lacking, Cap. Ha-ah! No wonder you can’t keep your hands to yourself. I would want to fuck every chance we had if this is how it is.”

“Is that an offer?”

Doing a hard thrust forwards, you had shut him up, but you couldn’t stop at one thrust. You slid in and out of him with ease due to the constant fluid. Holy shit it felt good and so tight! You got a bit carried away and pulled too far out, leading to you grinding your cock between his folds and up over his clit.

“No no no! Put it back, put it back!” Warriors pleading voice made you smile, letting him see how it felt to be denied the pleasure after having it. Missing his heat, you plowed back into him, pulling a high pitched moan that nearly turned to a scream.

Re-entering him was so much more invigorating, more intense, just- more. You could feel how you filled him full, touching every internal wall, the squeeze around you. The sounds he was making because of you, gave you just as much pleasure as the feelings.

Needing him closer to you, you lean down and scooped him up in your arms to have him in your lap. Your arms encircled him as his went around your neck. Your lips met in the hungriest kiss you had ever experienced, not caring how slopping it may have been. You couldn’t get enough of him, no matter how close he was, no matter how deep you were seated inside him. The thought of him slipping away had you latching your teeth to his shoulder, hot air panting between locked teeth.

Bliss was the look on his face as he bounced in your lap. His words rang in your ears, echoing in your mind. “I can’t- please! It feels so fucking good… don’t stop, I-!!” He painfully pulled your hair, but it still felt delicious to you. “I’m never- ah! -taking my hands off of you. FUCK!!” Warriors smashed his lips to yours, trying to silence his scream as his orgasim had hit, trapping you like a vice and forcing yours to spill your release, filling him full with technically his own seed.

Ears done ringing, vision back, you looked at each other, breaking into laughter at how ridiculous the situation had been. The blush on his cheeks made you agree with the statement he always told you afterwards when you were glowing. “So beautiful.”

“Shut it…” He smiled though. That smile turned into confusion. “That’s new.”

“What?”

“You came, right?”

“Yeah.” In response to your answer, he flexed around you, showing that even though you had came, you were still as erect as you were when you two started. With a devilish smile, you laid on your back, bringing him down with you.

This was going to be a very, very, long session of exploring, trying new things and bringing each other to the greatest highs either had ever experienced.

#loz smut #purely smut #18+ only #anon ask #anon requested #shade answers #beasty asks #warriors x reader(fem) #body swap #gender swap #this should not have taken a month to get to

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What if y/n is very friendly and so kind to everyone but Arthur is very possessive?

Maybe some fics(smut) if you don't mind 👉🏻👈🏻

Thanks✨

The Little Bird i Should Put In a Cage

Author Note : Hello anon, first of all my apologies as i delayed the request. I hope you’re still sticking around despite the long wait sakhdsjkakajksa once again im truly sorry

Summary : Arthur always kept you in his house, by his side, no matter what after you have given the answer of “yes” to him. A “yes” to be his lover. It was always in your nature to share love to everyone equally but this was not what your man wanted.

Rating : 18+ (Adults Only !)

Pairing : Arthur Harrow x F!Reader

Characters : Arthur Harrow, You (reader)

Warning and Tags : Dubcon, a death of character, minor character tho just a nameless boy for plot purpose, public sex, kinda, possessive, yandere, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, penis in vagina, p in v, height differences, height gap, age differences, age gap, manipulation, lying, gaslighting, sleeping with a cult leader

Words : 3627

Available on Ao3 as well

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A celebration event was being held for this week. A celebration of gratitude for the Goddess’s blessing to the bountiful crops and farms. Folks dancing and singing as well laughing with each other. They celebrated this event at least twice a year, and this was the first time you saw it with your own eyes for the first time in this village.

“Can we come to see it ?” You pleaded as you looked at your man, just arrived at the house looking at you with shiny eyes next to the window.

Your innocence always brought him relief.

“It’s way too crowded, love. “ He just shook his head slowly, sighed with a smile.

“Of course it is crowded. People are happy with what we got here. It’s not everyday we can eat 5 times a day in this month” You spoke as you skipped cheerfully to him.

He sighed once again, rolled his eyes, looked around then returned his gaze to you.

“It's best to keep you here. Safe with me.” He tugged some strand hair behind your ear.

“But I want to come, celebrate with the people as well. Are we not allowed to participate?” You furrowed your brows, giving him teary puppy eyes.

Something that would make it hard to say no.

And you knew it well.

“Please ?” You held both of his hands, cupping your cheeks with them.

“Fine, fine. You may come with one condition.” He pulled you closer, forehead touching.

“Promise me if I said no, you would stop whatever you are doing okay?” He snaked his hands to your waist, lowkey massaging it.

“I promise.” You giggled joyfully.

“Very well then. Change your clothes, we’ll be there just for an hour alright?”

“Okay okay.”

You then ran to the bedroom, picking some casual outfits from the wardrobe. All of them are long enough to cover your skin. You only wear short outfits in your house, where only Arthur could see your body and skin in flesh. Combing your hair as well as wearing your favorite perfume, you looked fresh in your garments. Maybe too fresh to avoid any stranger’s attention, but guess you could just shrug it off.

“I am ready.” You spin as showing your outfits proudly, like a bird of paradise doing a show off.

“Aren’t you a little overdressed for the occasion?” Arthur put his hand on his chin, concerned with your look.

“I dressed just for me and you, silly. I thought you liked this clothes I have.”

“I do. It looks good on you it’s just- you know what? Let’s just go to the celebration.” He stroked your hair then put your shoulder, like he was guiding you carefully to the outside world.

The moon recently has risen, the night was dark but not in an eerie way. The black sky contrasted beautifully with the lanterns and lamps below. Picnic tables decorated with orange autumn florals, blooming its petals and fragrance like a natural room freshener. Food buffet on the table as folks eagerly wait in line to take a plate of each dish, from a whole turkey cooking to vegan friendly dishes. Arthur was always a vegan, but he did understand that his people still eat meat. Ammit would definitely frown upon his action if he forced his diets on other folks.

Many flavors of fruit punch were served as choices, with wine and other alcoholic beverages on the table should some people want a little bit of alcohol in their glass. Strawberry, Blueberry, Melon, Orange, you named it. Women dancing with their fall dresses, Men  having some bets on their playful games. Some others just decide to take a silent dinner on the corner, tolerating each other's presence in silence. Children chasing each other like birds flying in the sunlight, showing how this place was truly a paradise on earth. The grass and concrete were orange-yellowish colour from the light, matching with your fall themed outfits.

“See how people are happy ? Curve that frown to up, old man. Enjoy this season. “ You suddenly took off his hand, waving and spinning with the slow melodic music like a peacock showing its nest.

“Come back here, sweetheart my best beloved. Don’t let yourself lurk in danger.” Arthur sighed as he lent his hand to you. His gaze softened, begging you to take his hand.

“Danger ? What danger ? Those are our people. What danger they could possibly possess.” You giggled as you waved a hi to a pretty teenager near the mocktail glasses. He just waved back shyly. 

“We never know if there is an outsider out there.” Arthur walked towards you.

“Easy. Just shoot them with this. Phew phew !.” You skipped to an armed woman on the side table, mimicking her like you were using her riffle.

She laughed at your cheerfulness.

“You truly have a wonderful taste for someone to love, sir Harrow.” The armed woman looked at Arthur. He would usually correct her to call him by his front name, but now it was not his main concern.

“Thank you.” That’s all.

He remained his focus on you, now running around in curiosity.

You looked around in awe, everything felt like new discoveries to you. This was all awesome. It was truly an honor being a part of this paradise. A pond of koi fish piqued your curiosity, not knowing Harrow was chasing your speed. Frogs and toads singing in celebration of fall, fish swimming slowly to reduce their energy use. The fishes were beautiful, black, white, gold, red, and greyish blue was mixed like a beautiful color palette with fireflies shone their scales. You took a spoonful of fish food on the side of the pond, pouring it generously to the fishes. They ate it eagerly, as well some toads and frogs came down for a taste.

“You really like animals, I see?” A shy boy with pale orange hair and freckles on his blushing cheeks came outta nowhere, not that you were aware of the situation anyway.

“I just love surrounding myself with pets and animals. They were so cuutee.” You put both your fist to your cheeks, giggling in a really adorable way that the boy’s face turned into red lobster. He was no older than 22, truly fits for your age. Or was he?

“Perhaps I can interest you in other things? like…flowers?” He scratched the back of his head, hiding an orange peony behind his back.

“Oh as much as I'd love to, I'm a bit busy with these little fellas.” You pointed at the pond of the live. You’re not actually rejecting him. You were even actually a bit oblivious to his hints. But you care more about a little koi fish trying to eat a running away toad.

Just as he was about to touch your shoulder, he was pulled back roughly by a much stronger and older man. Everyone was busy with their own way to celebrate the party, no one was noticing an innocent young boy was being pulled into behind the garden shed.

“Brave soul you are, naive in fact. Do you not know who you are talking to ?” Harrow pinned him on his stomach, knees on the crook of his legs. Sharp, hot breathing blown on his neck like a predator pinning its prey.

“M-Mr. Harrow? Is that you?” Stomach dropped in horror, the young boy was as pale as his bone.

“P-please forgive me if i did anything wr-”

“You did something wrong. It is a sin that I could consider. Taking someone away from their true love is an action that our goddess frowns upon.” He growled, almost like a crocodile bellowing.

“I’m sorry- I’m sorry. Please forgive me, I didn't know i was getting too close to your partner, Mr. Harrow. Spare me, and I shall keep my mouth shut and my distance away from both of you.” The boy was crying for mercy, not wanting to leave his parents early. Oh how about his little sister that he promised to bake her some apple pie for her birthday ?

“I shall let the scale of our goddess decide your fate from your sins.” Arthur held both of his hands behind his back. He doesn’t need his staff to judge a soul actually, tho his staff did help in the ritual.

“No please-” The cries of the boy were merely a gust of wind to the cult leader.

As you were still busy with your own world, you did not realize a loud thud from the shed was being heard, like something heavy just fell to the floor.

…

There was a bit of silence, with the music turned off suddenly. Some of the armed men were called to the behind of the shed, Harrow was there with a breathless body.

“He was a brave boy, asking to be judged even in his happiest moment.” He declared sadly with the body being brought away to be buried. 

 Arthur picked the staff he left leaning on the wall, with his other hand grabbing the peony flowers belonging to no one, for now.

He strided, gaze focusing on you again. 

If his gaze could speak, it would say loudly

“You are mine.”

..

The music was turned on again like nothing happened. Soft hand patting your shoulder as you were kneeling, looking at a firefly on the grass.

“For you, my love as you deserved naught but the best things in our paradise.”

Your eyes shone brightly, reflecting the orange peony on Arthur’s grasp.

“Oh my goddess, Arthur, this is so sweet. “ You took the flower happily, caressing the gentle petals with your fingers.

“A proof that no one will ever love you as much as I do.” He smiled, hunched a bit to plan a delicate kiss on your lips.

“This is the best night i ever had !” 

“Indeed, my best beloved. And I am grateful for being a big part of your night today.”

Arthur then sat next to you, snaking his hand to your shoulder. You leaned on him, looking at the symbol of love your lover just gave. At last, both of you were alone. The music being heard faintly from afar, crickets and toads singing on the night, this moment truly brought Arthur relief. 

He loves you.

More than anything.

More than anyone.

More than anyone could ever be to love you.

But fortune no longer smiled on him, as the moment didn’t last forever. A young lady called your name, inviting you to join the dance in the crowd. There was no reason to say no, in your mind you would like to show how you glided along with the melody to Arthur. Yet the contrary was what was in his mind. He wished to spend the rest of the night just with you.

Regrets started to creep on his back, as you nodded for the invitation.

“Arthur let’s go.” You stood, pulling his hand.

“I promise, it’ll be fun !” Reassuring his sad puppy eyes, Arthur sighed and finally stood up.

The dance has started, any folks are welcomed to join. It was no royal or ritualistic dance, just people moving their body with the music rhythm. You alongside the girl inviting you blend, with Arthur just taking a seat on the outside of the circle.

“Won’t you join us, love ?” You lend your hand to your man, inviting him to blend with the happiness.

“I can’t dance.” He just chuckled.

Of course the glass shards inside his shoes won’t allow him.

Your body glided along the melody of the folks instrumental. Your dance matched with the rest of the crowd, yet you still had your own spotlight. When you moved near Arthur however, you slipped some seducing move right in front of his eyes. Hips wiggled a bit, you showing the shape of your body to feast his very own old eyes. All of it changed when you moved far away from him, the naughty dance changed into something everyone can enjoy once again. 

He exhaled, shifting his seat as something arose between his legs. Palm in the shape of fist, he was starting to get irritated.

The fact that you were being too friendly to everybody.

The fact you were being too kind to say no.

The fact that you are sharing your love to everyone.

This was unfair. 

He didn’t deserve it. He didn’t deserve the fact that he had to share you with his people.

They were crossing his boundaries.

You were crossing his boundaries.

There was no way he could cum inside his pants. He wore his favorite brick red koko outfits, he ain’t gonna ruin it. He tried to distract his mind but his eyes forced him to look at your move. The crook of your back neck, oh he wanted to bite it ‘till it bleeds. You begging him to slow down as he pumped his throbbing cock inside you, perverted imaginations started to flood his vision. No one would expect that their wise, friendly leader actually had such a dirty mind for his lover. Women and Men in the village loved him for his pure mind, but he was a human in the end. 

And him having lust, unfortunately, something that was inevitable. 

Some people think he has reached the point of being so religious that he did not need to fulfill his sexual desires but again, sex was not one of things that Ammit frowned upon. It was humane, it was not a sin. Sometimes he wished it was a sin so he could have a reason to withhold it.

Especially to you.

Time flew fast as the music stopped and folks clapped their hands. Arthur didn’t actually pay attention, but clapped anyway in respect. He saw his love of life running towards him. He wanted to scold you, but at the same he wanted to add more seasoning to this eventful night just for you. He stood from his chair as you hugged him tightly, pressing his muscles and fat beneath. He wrapped his hands around you, smelling you on your hair. Pleasant aroma, enough to ease his anger a bit.

“I need to show you something.” He planted a kiss on your forehead.

“Ooo another surprise? Alright I'll close my eyes. Take me now.” You closed your eyes, Arthur guiding you in front of him.

He took you to the same garden shed before, except now it was inside. He locked the shed, which he took the keys from the dead boy’s pocket an hour ago.

“Here we are, love. Open your eyes.” 

What lies in front of you was a spacious room. Gardening and pond maintenance tools on the corner, some old sturdy tables, and a pile of chairs with cobwebs.

“The garden shed? Interesting choice of surprise.” You just nodded in thoughtful thinking, looking around. Perhaps he hid something here? 

Second before you asked him another question, he launched himself towards you and pinned you to the wall. Flustered red face, you could smell his breath in front of you. Classic mint and floral scent, he took his hygiene seriously.

“Do you really think you could share your love to everybody here, hm?’ He lifted you a bit higher, legs hanging from the ground.

“Arthur- what are you talking about ?”

“Don’t act so foolish to me, I know you are smart. You know well you will always belong to me. They won’t love you as much as I do, darling.” He whispered to your ear, taking a nip as well. 

“Your body. Your action. Show me that you are sharing your love and kindness to other than me. I am the one who deserves it solely. Your tongue could say otherwise but your deeds would never lie.” Slowly, he creeped his hands beneath your garments. You flinched as he started to squish your breasts. 

“So be a good sweetheart and let me prove that you will always belong to me. Not my people. Not even…my goddess.” Deep down, his darkest fear was not finding his scales unbalanced. But Ammit wanted you as much as he did.

“Arthur, we can't do it here. What if people heard ?” You struggled from his hold, but the result was no avail.

“Then let them listen.” He bit your neck, with you trying to suppress the volume of your moan.

He ate the flesh of your neck, hands started unbuttoning your outfits. You wanted to protest, but what came from your mouth was mewls.

He pulled down all your outfits, leaving you with your underwear. Felt like you were really naked despite there still being some fabrics on your body. Your breaths shaking as he slipped his hands inside your undies, finding that your pussy was starting to lubricate itself.

“Are you gonna tell me that you are being aroused like this ? Could’ve told me beforehand.” He chuckled as he slipped his hands beneath your slit. He thrust his two digits inside your vagina, stroking right on the g-spot. The sensation, the feelings, felt like you were a whore on sex drugs. His personal whore.

“That’s it. I want to hear more from you.” He sucked the crook of your neck, listening to your cry like some melody of the night. 

You grasped onto his arm, spit starting to leak as you couldn’t really close your mouth. You just hoped no one was putting their ear to the wall, eavesdropping while touching themself.

He pulled your bra right up from your chest, boobs hanging for him to feast his eyes.

He licked your nipple while fingering you, now teasing your clit by rubbing it with his middle finger. A shortcut to make you more aroused.

“Let go of your doubt and enjoy it. This is me proving my love to you. I assure you that no one would please you this much.” 

Your mouth then met his, tongues dancing to each other overlapping its saliva. Moans and growls were muffled, as he kept continuing his work below.He pulled out his finger, satisfied as he wet your undies as a sticky fluid making a string on him.

“We shall jump to the main point.” 

Stripping all his lower clothing, he revealed a long throbbing cock. Pink tip with almost clear-ish white fluid leaking, he positioned his manhood to you. He lifted one of your bare thighs for a better entrance. The tip of his dick finally met your clit, gliding slowly through the lips, entering your hole stretching it thanks to his girth. This was not the first time you were fucked by him, but his cock never fail to make your body tremble with the size.

“Arthur-” 

“You should’ve screamed my name instead of whispering it.” He licked your lips, then started to pump inside of you. 

His shaft rubbed against the bump of your g-spot, his tip reaching the end of your canal. The slick lubrication from your vagina making a lewd squelching noises, the base of his cock hitting against you. He squished your lifted thigh, then sucked on your tits. Biting and licking the nips gently like a hungry man, your breast never failed to amuse him. 

“Please slow down-” 

That was the beg he wished to hear. 

Though in fact, he did not slow down his pace. He was eager, a mix between lust and irritation. He grumbled from his throat, imitating a crocodile claiming you as his mate.

“You were so tight, I could feel every inch of your walls wrapping around me.” He chuckled as he kept enjoying your body.

Sadly, no moments last forever. He could feel his body giving him a code, his seed ready to be ejaculated. So he gave you another rough thrust, lifting your thigh higher than your slit clamped his dick tightly. He let out a loud groan as he came, with you releasing your cum as well. He felt tired, but he still had some energy left on him. If only he was way younger, he could go for another 3 rounds. He looked at you between dripping sweats, gaze of awe from your look in post-sex.

“My, look at you.” He was truly satisfied with his doing. 

He finally pulled out, his cum leaking from your hole. He wiped it with some tissue, cleaning the mess on your body. You kept your hold on him, limping as he drained your energy.

“Can you walk?” 

You just shook your head slowly. You can stand, but not walk.

“Put your outfits on again, I'll carry you home. Here.” He handled your fallen clothes, which you took in gratitude. Yet no matter how much you tried to hide it, there were still some hickies peeking on your neck.

Arthur unlocked the shed, then carried you like a gentleman. The time you both finished the crazy session, almost everyone had gone home. Some drunk guys were left, some folks fell asleep on the table. The rest were the army of the cult.

“What happened to her ?” The armed woman you mimicked noticed you limping on Arthur’s arms.

“Poor little thing fell asleep near the pond. I hate to wake her up but I didn't wish to see her sleeping between the grass.” He explained.

The woman actually noticed the unusual tired face on you…and the hickies Arthur left. But it would be rude for her to ask more questions. So she just nodded, lowkey hiding her reddening face in shame with her knowledge.

Just a few steps ahead and both of you would be home. Arthur opened the door, welcoming you in your little home sweet home. Warm and safe from any danger.

“I hope you learned a lesson tonight, my love. I’m glad you enjoyed the night.”

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[peakyscillian]

Proposal | One Shot

Summary: Cillian is finally popping the question. Warnings: Just Fluff!Cillian Pairing: Fem!Reader x Cillian Part: 1/1 Requested: Yes - Anon

Proposal | One shot

Masterlist

Proposal.

Cillian is nervous, palms sweaty as you both head out of the tube station back into the evening on the street. You're talking about your day, hand in his as you weave through the people on the pavement.

You gave him a look as you stopped outside of the pub down the side street, the pub you had met at five years ago, he'd been with friends celebrating a birthday on a evening when he didn't have to be up early the next day.

You had waltzed straight to the bar, ordering a gin and lemonade double none of the fruit stuff please!, then you had turned to him. "sorry did I push in? God I never pay attention" you had a massive smile on your face. Cillian had laughed "don't worry darlin' I'll just take a beer"

When the beer was placed in front of him he had laughed again telling you, he was joking, offering you money which you refused, telling him he could get your next drink.

Cillian had walked behind you, taken back when you stopped at the table with his friends, Dermots girlfriend had jumped up to hug you. You worked in a gallery where Corrina was hosting a show for her latest art. The night had ended with Cillian helping you from the bar the group had ended up in, you were rambling about getting home. Dermot and Corrina had given up on the evening hours ago, but you had decided to stay let your hair down for the weekend.

Cillian pushed his way into the pub he'd reserved the booth towards the back.

There was already a Guinness and Gin on the table, you threw him another look, he just shrugged kissing your forehead before you slipped into the booth.

Your hand was on top of his "Cill, you ok?" you were watching him concerned, he smiled with a nod, he knew it was now or never, his heart was pounding.

He dug around in his pocket, feeling the velvet box he pulled it out, you were intently watching him, then your mouth fell open a perfect pink lipped 'O' as you caught sight of the box.

"I jus-just…fuck… I've spent weeks trying to figure out the perfect way to do this, even got the girls on a group FaceTime because they know you so well, Jesus I didn't want some fancy thing that's not us I jus wanted it to be private and special because your my girl." He took a deep steadying breath.

"I'm so lucky to have found you right here in this pub, pushing in at the bar with your crazy laugh, all the weird things you do that make me love you more and more every day, I don't want to go another day without knowing whether you'd want to be my wife, whether you'd want to spend forever with me, because I know there's no one else out there for me, no one who is willing to live this life with me like you are, fuckin' hell..will you marry me?" His hands were shaking as he opened the box, revealing a gold band with a vintage black stone set in the middle. Tears were falling down your cheeks you couldn't believe this man wanted you, chose you forever. You nodded holding out your hand so he could push the ring onto your finger, then you were climbing onto his lap, curling your arms around his neck so you could pull him in for a kiss, resting your forehead on his you smiled. "yes, I want to spend the rest of forever with you Cillian, I want to live this life with you, I want to be by your side through it all I want you forever" you hiccuped out your answer.

A smile spread across his face before his lips were devouring yours, he knew you both would be heading out for a uber very soon so you could start the rest of forever straight away.

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[natashacoco]

I liked what you did for the last Lewis Tan x reader 😀

Can you make another Lewis Tan x Reader headcanon where it’s an AU with Lewis being the reader’s security guard, please?

Thank you so much! And I sure can. I hope this is okay, when I imagine security guard I imagine a mafia princess type person for reader.

Security/Body Guard! Lewis Tan x Mafia Princess! Reader

Lewis is brought into being hired as your new security/body guard by his former mentor or father figure who is planning on retiring

Lewis comes highly recommended, the best of the best, but whom else would your father pick to protect his princess

Your father was one of the biggest mafia kings in the country, he had everybody in his pockets, politicians, heads of states, cops, doctors, bankers, you name it, they’re in business with him

For those who didn’t know your father seemed like a well off self-made business man and you were just another socialite in the eyes of society

That meant that you had lived a life of luxury, not a spoiled brat but a confident and well cared for woman who knew what she wanted.

And that obviously meant that when it came to your care and safety your father would go above and beyond to ensure that for you

It started off with Lewis following you and his mentor, him always following like a silent shadow off in the distance and you can’t help but to appreciate him in the dark suits he wears

Finally it comes to the day that his mentor has retired and Lewis is now your #1 bodyguard

He has your routine down to a t, no room for errors and he takes his job seriously.

You can barley get him to talk to you besides the cordial nod when you greet him or between being shuttled between places

It all changes one night when you’re being taken to a charity gala

You can’t help but notice the way that Lewis’s eyes roam over your body in the beautiful new dress that brings out the best of your assets

He clears his throat a few times before he speaks quickly into his ear com that you’re on the move

You feel like his eyes seem to wander to you more and more from the drive to your penthouse to the venue from the rear view mirror

When you arrive to the venue he gets out and opens the door for you before leading you to do the necessary promotion and photo ops

Once inside you mingle with everybody and catch up, everything a socialite should do in those situations

Maybe somebody like a rival of your father or somebody who feels jilted by him decides to use you to teach your father a lesson. They brand their weapons in hopes of scaring you but you’re your fathers daughter and you aren’t scared so easily

They try a kidnapping attempt or even threaten you face to face but out of nowhere Lewis is towering over the guy(s)

“You really think I’d let you take a step before I put a bullet in you?” And pulls back his jacket to reveal his weapon. You know that he probably has more on him concealed in various places

“Tell whomever sent you that they’ve messed with the wrong family” The next thing you know he’s taken the guys out with his fighting skills and using his body to shield you through the crowds of people to the nearest exit

Everybody has stopped what they’re doing to look at the commotion in the crowd before going back to their drinks and conversations.

You’re quickly pushed into the car and speeding out of the venue while other guards employed by your father stay behind to make sure you’re not followed

Lewis’s knuckles are tightly gripping the steering wheel with his body shaking from anger, him checking the mirrors to make sure you’re not followed

You’re in the backseat trying to keep it together although you feel numb from the shock. Lewis’s voice seems so far away as he continuously asks if you’re okay

Once back at your penthouse Lewis again makes sure he goes first in case whomever was the person who ordered the kidnapping had a backup plan.

It’s safe and finally you can relax, you excuse yourself to take a shower and get into more comfortable clothes

Lewis is the phone with a conference call to you father and others. They come up with a couple of different people whom could’ve had the gall to do this

An order is put out that their number is up and your father intends bloodshed for anybody threatening his family, especially his princess

When you’re changed and more comfortable you speak to your father and ensure that you’re okay, the obvious anger spilling from the other end of the conversation

the plan didn’t work and Lewis had protected you. You go out to where Lewis is seated at the island in your kitchen.

Two of his buttons are undone and you cant help but to see even then he’s still vigilant. You offer him a stiff drink but he declines, still on the job

You pour yourself a double of dark amber colored liquor and drown it in two large gulps, the sting of it burning your throat. It’s a welcome sting, it helps to bring you back to reality

Lewis had protected you. Yes it was his job, but the way he’s looking at you know makes you wonder what else is behind the new bodyguard hired to protect you from the underworld?

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[thereadersmuse]

He was eight years old when it started.

*Also posted on ff.net.

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Hi! I was thinking about this fluff request for Wednesday x fem! reader with the "meeting the family" prompt. Wednesday invites reader to spend a week at her house (they're already dating) but Reader is kinda nervous because she knows she's not very "Addams material" and she's afraid Gomez and Morticia won't like her BUT as soon as she gets there the Addams are super excited to meet Wednesday's girlfriend and make reader feel at home [@rainbow-hedgehog]

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[v3nusxsky]

Hi! Request from prompt list 🔥17

Dom Emily Prentiss x sub reader with overstimulation kink

Thanks :)

You can take it baby 18+

*Authors note~ 3 days into a particularly stressful placement and of course I want Emily Prentiss in completely normal ways right now. Full confession this was meant to be posted last week but I had the week from hell. I apologise guys*

Trigger warnings~ dom Emily, sub r overstimulation kink sub space mommy kink fingering oral strap on referenced as the real deal praise degrading humiliation kink spanking edging oral fixation aftercare hinted at threesome

Prompt~ see ask^^^

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Really, it was amusing that you sat here pouting at a situation you had walked straight into. Willingly. All day you had been bratty, distracted and just plain disobedient to Emily and that was something she would never accept from you. As her wife, you knew damn well what you’d done and yet you still had the audacity to sit here squirming, despite the command to kneel and remain still. However, your wife was no stranger to recognising the cues of what you needed, perks of living and working together. Well and she is a profiler while you are just a technical assistant.

On the rare chance that no psychopathic serial killers were out on the hunt, the team stayed home bound and worked on paperwork that was so long since needing to be attended to. That was the soul reason you’d been able to achieve such a great result in annoying your lover with your behaviour. The instructions had been simple, go and strip bare, move so your nose is touching the wall and your knelt on your knees with your palms resting comfortably upon the tops of them.

Timeouts are something you hate, especially after you’d been edged on the drive home. All you wanted was her and that was something you knew you’d have to earn forgiveness before you could even think about having. You’d lost count how long she left you alone in the room, thighs coated in your need, craving the raven haired woman’s presence. You’ve always been told to be carful what you wish for, never understanding fully the meaning. Until now.

Ending up over your shared bed with Emily behind you was definitely not the attention you wanted. But it’s what you got. Her hand coming down against the soft globes of your ass and the backs of your thighs as she forced you to count and thank her for every hit. “Such a little slut, just needed mommy to give you a good spanking didn’t you baby?” She would taunt as an obnoxiously loud mewl slipped past your lips at the delicious sting her palm left behind. “Oh, you really are a little whore , wonder what the team would think? Their little mini PG over my bed whimpering like a bitch. Do you like it when mommy hits you baby?” You never confirmed it, you didn’t need to, the fact your enjoyment was dripping down your thighs told her everything she needed to know.

By the twentieth spank you no longer felt the same pleasure in the sting, your voice wavering as you counted for the woman. “Surely a slut like you can take ten more, right? Or are we not even capable of doing something so simple for mommy?” Her words only motivating you to take more. The brat in you simmering down into her pliant little girl. “I can mommy! I can please! Wanna be good” you whimpered causing the last ten wacks to be laid down on your ass faster than the speed of light.

You didn’t even have a breath to dry your falling tears before Emily’s slender fingers trailed down to the apex of your thighs, fingers playing with the copious amounts of slick that took residence there. “That wasn’t enough for my little whore was it? I think you need more, what do you think?” She murmured as if you were just discussing what to have for dinner. “No please mommy I’ll be good now, I swear!” you whined trying to squirm out of her hold despite there being no where to run. “Oh you poor girl” she cooed with her words dripping in faux sympathy, “You are mommy’s bitch to play with so why would I take orders from you? Remember your place little girl” she growled into your ear leaning down to grab your hair and roughly manhandle you into her desired position. “There’s so much fight here, a pretty slut like you doesn’t need it. Let mommy do all the thinking, just lay there and look pretty for me. Can you do that? No, you will do that or I won’t be as kind with my next move. You didn’t like that last time did you sweetheart?”

Last time flashed between your eyes as you remembered being left with your thighs covered in your sticky need for days on end, Emily refusing to touch you, no touching yourself and most definitely not allowing any of the potential friends into the bedroom touch you either. Your mama would’ve given into your crocodile tears and whimpered pleads too easily for Emily’s liking. But that didn’t mean that JJ wasn’t clued up on why you tried to hang around her more at work, subtly pleading with her to have her way with you, in fact the whole of the BAU had gathered you were very much on a punishment as time trickled on. “No mommy! Please! No don’t want that” you cried hoping to avoid the situation.

“The behave” she snapped back at you before yanking your legs apart and settling between them. Her lips trailing all over your exposed skin, nipping, biting and marking every inch of it from your neck to thighs. You could’ve sobbed in relief as she took your rock hard clit into her lips, allowing you some form of relief. “M-mommy” you choked out in between mewls of pleasure. Emily was always so skilled in every aspect of the bedroom but you often told her how this was your favourite way to let her take you. And when she added two fingers into your weeping hole as her tongue focused all its attention on your clit you swore you were ready to see stars. Until you didn’t.

“Mommy!” You sobbed in poor frustration at being edged once again. You really couldn’t think of anything but her. You’re cunt being sensitive and in dire need of some relief, clenching around thin air causing her to smirk at your pathetic state. “Pathetic. Can’t even handle a simple edging. Why should mommy give you and your pathetic pussy my cock hm? Do you deserve something so special?” Her teasing triggered a string of incoherent begging and pleading for her to take you with her cock that you knew was attached between her legs from the moment she’d had you knelt on the floor.

Knowing and seeing however are two very different things, seeing her cock was definitely better than just knowing it was there. In fact, you were practically drooling at the sight. “The sight of Mommys dick really does just turn you into a mindless bitch in heat doesn’t it my love? Oh my girl do you want it in your mouth? Say please, beg me” she murmured as she now approached you bare apart from her not so little hard friend. “Mmm please mommy, I want it” you whimpered, eyes never leaving the woman’s new appendage. It’s a deep maroon colour, that just so happens to be one of your favourite colours on the woman. And naturally Emily just had to buy one for her sweet girl.

“Open slut” she demanded looking down at your blown wide pupils with a smirk plastered on her lips. You instantly did as she asked of you and was rewarded with her veiny cum filled cock in your mouth. Your gags were music to the profilers ears, so much that she would pull out and forcefully thrust back in testing your gag reflex. Tears again now flowed freely as you did your best to take her abuse on your throat. Emily couldn’t lie, seeing you on your knees, her cock in your mouth was enough to have her on the edge with a simple look but that’s not what she wants tonight so she unhappily pulls her shaft from your now puffy and abused lips.

Simply deciding you’d slipped deep enough now she threw your plaint body on the bed and positioned you to be on your hands and knees, spread apart and ready for the taking. And taking you she would be. You couldn’t help but sigh happily as the tip of her cock teased the wetness all over your glistening folds. Those sighs soon turned into a gasp as she thrusted herself into your warm awaiting hole, stretching your soaking walls to accommodate her sheer size. “Mommy hurts” you whimpered adjusting to the stings and burns she’d created until they faded into blissful pleasure. “Oh, poor baby” she cooed not bothering to slow her pace or shorten her thrusts. The woman may as well have been a wild animal with how she was pounding your oversensitive pussy. Any whines and cries of protest were swiftly ignored and met with words that practically oozed dominance and sex.

“Gonna take my cum baby?” She panted into your ear after tugging your almost limp body towards her chest. “No mommy, too much can’t” you mewled quietly as the woman did nothing to slow the abuse on your core. “Shh, just a little more my love, such a sweet girl for your mommy. Mommy wants to make her sweet girl nice and full hmm? Can you be a doll and let mommy do that baby?” She murmured sweetly causing you to nod, giving Emily that okay to let herself and you fall over the edge as you both came rushing over the edge at the same time. A sneaky right arm squeezed at the base of her cock causing her cum to spurt into your awaiting walls with ease. The sensations causing you to go dizzy with pleasure and everything went black.

Now to say Emily wasn’t proud of her ability to fuck you like this wasn’t her secret joy of life would be a lie but she was always there jumping straight into aftercare. In scenes, your nothing more than a means to an end, how you both like it, but now your her wife, her sweet lover who deserves the world, sun, moon and stars. There’s nothing she wouldn’t do to be that for you so it was no surprise that she sprung into action, ridding herself of the strap on, heading to get a warm wash cloth and lotion for you as well as drinks and snacks for when you came round to the world of the living.

Like always she had been able to care for your sore body before you’d even roused yourself, and when you did the familiar haze covered your beautiful eyes showing the woman how far down you are. “Are we with me sweet girl?” She murmured softly, a stark contrast of what she’d been earlier on. A pitiful whimper was all she received as a response as you slowly rolled onto your stomach knowing the routine well enough. “Thank you sweet girl, mommy just wants to make you feel all better now darling. I’ll be gentle love” she murmured to you lowly as she took your desired cream and applied generous amounts onto your sore arse. Next on the order would be a drink, trip to the rest room and a snack if you desired.

Before you knew it you were laying your head on Emily’s chest as she gently stroked your cheek with her index finger. Truly you looked nothing short of perfect in this state and it’s one she always wanted to commit to her memory. Although a sub drop didn’t appear to be on the cards Emily always easily let you back to the real world but slowly easing out of the scene, something that had worked well. What she had never seen you do is poke your tongue out to swipe at her finger before moving your hand to grab at her rest and bring the finger to your mouth.

On instinct really, you began to suckle on her finger as she watched on mesmerised. Oral fixation isn’t something you have discussed or discovered about yourself but it appears to be a needed conversation. “You’re okay darling, mommy is here okay?” She murmured to you watching as your eyes fluttered shut, contentment filling your body. Happy murmurs surrounded her fingers as you tried to snuggle even closer. “Good night sweet girl, mommy loves you darling” she whispered as you appeared to be falling into a peaceful slumber, not letting her finger slip from between your lips.

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#gay scalie #gay scalie slit #gay scalie pecs #artists twitter above #my friends fursona looks so fucking goood!!! #anon requested

[vilochkaaa]

Have you ever drawn harvey? Can you pretty please draw harvey?

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#never drew harvey but... here we go! #thanks for the request anon!! :3 #stardew valley art #stardew valley fanart #stardew valley #sdv #sdv art #sdv fanart #stardew valley harvey #sdv harvey #harvey sdv #my art <3 #art requests #fanart #vilka post

[loopyart]

Angel and his two favorite boys 🕷️🎲🐽✨

LoopyArt

#this was an anon request :) #I’ve never drawn them not human before lol #huskerdust #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanart #angel dust #husk #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel husk #fat nuggets

[clarissasbakery]

Thoughts on twipie?

they are cute…

#my art #mlp #mlp fim #mlp g4 #g4 my little pony #my little pony friendship is magic #my little pony #twilight sparkle #pinkie pie #twipie #mlp fan art #fanart #art #illustration #anon ask #anon request #character design #character redesign

[natashacoco]

Is it ok for you to write a part 2 for security/bodyguard!Lewis Tan x reader pls?

If not can you create another headcanon where the reader is Lewis’ younger sister? 🥰

Of course babe! I hope you like the continuation of this!

Security/Bodyguard! Lewis Tan x Mafia Princess! Black Reader

It's been a couple of days since the incident at the charity gala and it's clear that things have gotten more serious

Somebody dared to hurt you, the pride and joy of your father and he's making it evidently clear that there's going to be hell to pay

From what you've gathered until the person behind it is found out, nobody is safe from suspicion

Those you've known for all your life and even family by blood or association even come under scrutiny

A large bounty is placed on the head(s) of those responsible for the insult done to you and the family

The cops, lawyers, Senators, police, FBI, CIA, any and every kind of intelligence agency that your father has dealings with/ in his pocket are working round the clock to figure it out as well

Your father halts any kind of underworld deals with everybody, nothing is approved without his permission and he's not budging no matter what

Of course that means names and fingers are thrown this way and that way

You're shaken for a few days as well and are even advised to take a few days to rest and recuperate

You decide against it, if somebody wanted to shake you up you weren't going to give them the satisfaction

You are your fathers daughter after all

Lewis's hyper vigilance is even more apparent

The way that he blocks your body with his between the distance from the car door to any room you enter

Constantly making sure that you're okay

At first you knew that he was trying to ease you back into things due to the incident but after a while you started to feel suffocated and too controlled, so unlike the free reigns you'd grown accustomed to

"Ms. Y/L/N, my job is to protect you at all costs, whether you like it or not. Just try to deal with it for a few more days until things calm down."

And that was that

He’d try to be a little more accommodating for you, even though you were his charge that didn’t mean that the two of you couldn’t come to some sort of compromise

You even realized that he started to open up to you more on a personal, yet still professional, level

Eventually the culprits were found, some low level people who thought the best way to improve their status and rise through the ranks of their organization was to do something bold

You weren't told the specifics out of plausible deniability on your part, but you did hear that body parts had been sent to various families across the city

whispers of a possible serial killer stalking the city?

No, just your father sending a message to those to see, mess with him or his family and your families will be next

#lewis tan #lewis tan masterlist #security guard! lewis tan #bodyguard! lewis tan x mafia princess! black reader #security guard! lewis tan x mafia princess! black reader #headcannon #my writing #anon #anonymous #anon requested #requested by anon #part ii #headcannon continuation