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pure-vanilla-lilies · 2 months
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Shadow Milk Cookie NSFW HeadCanons
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•Shadow Milk is an Switch Top it depends on his partners
•The man is packing a 6.3 inch dick (16cm) so yeah good luck on walking the next day
•Has a huge breeding kink & he loves marking his name partners up
•He cums about two to three cups each round so your definitely leaking his seed out for sure
•His cum tastes like blueberries
•Will call you a whore to cock slut to desperate cum slut
•Your hips are bruised after he’s done with ya
•He’s not even gonna share with you so threesomes are out
•Size difference you have no idea
•Will enjoy giving and receiving on oral
•Aftercare with him, is like heaven because he definitely gives the best aftercare
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sleepingdeath-light · 3 months
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longan dragon cookie breeding kink hcs ; 18+
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requested by ; 🐜 anon (20/06/23)
fandom(s) ; cookie run
fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific
character(s) ; longan dragon cookie
outline ; “could you touch more on PVs and Longans breeding kinks? separately ofc, nb or fem reader, just hcs ^^
— 🐜 anon”
warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, afab!reader, references to pregnancy, breeding kink, dominant!longan dragon cookie, sadist!longan dragon cookie, possessive behaviour, size kink, marking kink, references to childbirth and reader’s post-partum state
minors and ageless blogs will be blocked
longan dragon cookie’s breeding kink is, first and foremost, rooted almost entirely in a desire to fully possess you as their partner rather than being out of any true desire to reproduce with you — by impregnating you they, in their mind, have demonstrated that they are both a successful mate and that you are completely off of the market to any other dragon or mortal that may desire you (after all, what is a clearer sign of ownership and claim than pregnancy?)
of course they mark you in other visible ways — deep bloody bite marks across your body, claw marks marring your chest and stomach and thighs, bruises all over your back and ass, etc. — but the idea of others (namely their fellow dragons) seeing you swollen and heavy with their young appeals to that side of them much more and arouses them far more than any other mark could
(after all, bites and scratches heal, but there is no way to truly remove their essence from your life after you’ve carried and birthed their offspring)
so once they take you on as their mate, and you’ve expressed a desire for children, they waste no time in trying to get you pregnant
stuffing you to the brim with their cock several times a day, knotting you, and pumping your pussy full of their seed until they’re certain it sticks — leaving you flushed, sweaty, breathless, and dumb as they have their servants tend to you and leave to do whatever it is they do throughout the day
fucking you dumb on every bed and countertop, against every wall and door, upon their throne, in the gardens, and anywhere else they can have you in every position that lets them thrust deep into your cunt — from concubine to the mating press and beyond
you wanted children, after all, and they wanted you to be dependent on them, so it became their main mission in the early days of your ‘marriage’ (or as close as one could call it to that) to impregnate you and make you swollen and heavy with their young
(and it’s much more difficult for a pregnant mate to run away… what with all of the swelling, bloating, aching, and exhaustion, and all of that)
and when it finally takes — which it does quite quickly given how often the two of you were… trying to conceive — longan dragon cookie’s possessiveness and protectiveness over you goes from a ten all the way to a twenty (or, in other words, they started off really bad and went straight to dangerous levels of possessiveness)
they refuse to let anyone else anywhere near you and insist on always having you directly in their presence — ideally with their hands on and cock in you unless you’ve become sensitive to such attentions in pregnancy
your neck and chest are constantly covered in fresh bite marks and your thighs and waist are perpetually aching and bruised from their rough touches — namely their habit of squeezing you in those places whenever you’re stood beside them or sat on their lap (often times they don’t even realise they’re doing it and will stop if you ask them to — they’re possessive, sure, but they don’t want to cause their dear mate too much pain when it isn’t mutually desired)
your sex life also stays very active as your pregnancy progresses because of how attracted they are to your body as it changes and grows — of course they are gentler than usual with you, treating you like glass as you are much more fragile than them, but their sadism and dominance over you still remains as apparent as ever
the only real notable shift is that they focus much more on praise and body worship than marking and dumbification — obediently spending hours between your thighs, pleasuring you with their tongue whilst their hands gently massage your thighs and stomach, going for as long as you’ll allow them to
and once you’ve finally given birth and are lounging in bed — surrounded with luxuries beyond comprehension, a few dozen of their servants bringing you food and drink, your mate remaining diligently by your side for the whole thing, and your young resting in your arms — and they finally get to look upon those tiny perfect extension of you both, longan dragon cookie doesn’t feel love as a mortal might but they feel content. fulfilled, even
they have a mate, they have power, they have riches, and servants, and now offspring that would one day grow to inherent their strength and status — they had done all of what their kind wished to do
but as they looked at you — at your panting wet lips, at your teary tired eyes, at your sweaty exhausted body, at your trembling arms and the babes within them, and then at your now empty stomach — they find that they want more
they wanted to keep on fucking and filling you, keep on watching you swell and ache and grow, keep on holding you as you grow round with your offspring and watch your skin gains that telltale glow — to breed, and breed, and breed until you were no longer able
… but first they would let you recover, because as attractive as they found your pregnant body, mortals just weren’t made to carry draconic young and the labour had been so very taxing on you
rest assured, though, this would not be your first clutch… not if they had a say
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ashrodisiac · 9 months
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Vampire Cookie x Reader
 VAMPIRE COOKIE X READER
➤ “Tell me how much of a good boy I’m being.”
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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷               ♡•°`.   SMUT UNDER THE CUT
˖*°࿐ •*⁀➷
Vampire cookie's hips stuttered as he thrusted harder, letting out a low growl. You tugged hard on the leash attached to the pretty little collar around his neck, forcing him closer, his warm, hot breath on your neck, smelling like wine. "So, this is what the leash is for, huh?" he said between pants, pressing his chest against your back. With your other hand, you rested your elbow on the pillow, covering your mouth as he slammed into you. Your eyesight blurred with tears, focusing yourself on the abandoned and empty wine glasses resting on the floor. "Am I being a good boy?" he muttered, grazing his fangs against your flesh. He sunk them into your neck, leaving you gasping and moaning, burying your face in the pillow. "Tell me how much of a good boy I'm being." he said, lapping at the blood he had drawn from your flesh harshly, circling around his own bite mark. You could only pull at his leash and whimper, making him chuckle. Your grasp on his leash tightened as he groaned, bringing you to an edge. "Awh, are you at your limit, love?" he said with a mocking tone. You huffed out and tugged hard, his collar choking him. From that brief moment of oxygen being squeezed out his throat, he hummed out in laughter, seemingly more turned on by this. His mocking smile melted as he gasped, latching his lips on your neck. "I'm gonna..." he stammered, his thrusts going sloppy as he whimpered. "Hold... ngh!... hold it..." you said, your voice muffled into the pillow. "W-what?" he gulped. "Please... I-I need it..." You couldn't help but snicker softly in between gasps at his pleading, his tone changing in a matter of seconds because of his nearing climax. "Prove-..." your breath hitched. "Prove you d-deserve it- prove to me that... that you really need it..." He growled, the golden bell on his collar jangling. "I will... I'll prove I'm a good boy..."
˖*°࿐ •*⁀➷
im being held at gunpoint to write this
ANYWAYS writing this while listening to vampire>>>>>>>>>>>
˖*°࿐ •*⁀➷˖*°࿐ •*⁀➷˖*°࿐ •*⁀➷˖*°࿐ •*⁀➷˖*°࿐ •*⁀➷˖*°࿐ •*⁀➷˖*°࿐ •*⁀➷˖ 
SHOW LOVE ON WATTPAD :3
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all things mel.
kny oneshots
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FRIEND ME ON ROBLOX :D
XxMarshmelloHeartzxX
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kr0zast4r · 6 months
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hiya! can you possibly do a white pearl cookie x fem reader smut from crk? or black pearl cookie, either one is alright!!
𝓘 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓭𝓸 𝓫𝓸𝓽𝓱 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓫𝓽𝔀... 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓐𝓷𝓸𝓷-!!!<3
𝓢𝓔𝓝𝓓 𝓢𝓞𝓜𝓔 𝓡𝓔𝓠𝓤𝓔𝓢𝓣𝓢 𝓟𝓛𝓩𝓩𝓩 🙏🙏🙏🙏
𝓦𝓗𝓘𝓣𝓔 𝓟𝓔𝓐𝓡𝓛 𝓧 𝓕𝓔𝓜𝓐𝓛𝓔!𝓡𝓔𝓐𝓓𝓔𝓡 ꒰🥥📓꒱
꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷
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𝓣𝓦: 𝓢𝓞𝓕𝓣𝓢𝓔𝓧,𝓢𝓜𝓤𝓣,𝓜𝓞𝓜𝓜𝓨 𝓚𝓘𝓝𝓚. (𝓓𝓪𝓶𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵 𝓲𝓼 𝓪 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓶𝔂-??)
☾ ⋆*・゚:⋆*・゚:⠀ *⋆.*:・゚ .: ⋆*・゚: .⋆
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•┈┈┈••✦ ♡ ✦••┈┈┈•
"Such a good girl you little
Needy slut~" -𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵 𝓬𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓲𝓮 •┈┈┈••✦ ♡ ✦••┈┈┈•
⚠️𝓜𝓤𝓢𝓣 𝓑𝓔 18 𝓞𝓡 𝓞𝓛𝓓𝓔𝓡 𝓣𝓞 𝓡𝓔𝓐𝓓 𝓣𝓗𝓘𝓢⚠️
☾ ⋆*・゚:⋆*・゚:⠀ *⋆.*:・゚ .: ⋆*・゚: .
✼ •• ┈┈┈┈๑⋅⋯ ୨˚୧ ⋯⋅๑┈┈┈┈ •• ✼
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♡•𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵 𝓘 100 𝓪𝓷 𝓭𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸𝓹. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓹𝓾𝓷𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷 𝓫𝓪𝓭 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓻. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓷𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓐𝓛𝓦𝓐𝓨𝓢 𝓝𝓖𝓛.•♥︎
♡•"Sweetheart it's time for pegging time~!" 𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓟𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓰𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓷 𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵. "White pearl my stomach hurts rn I don't feel like it today". 𝓨/𝓝 𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵. 𝓨/𝓝 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓮'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓹𝓮𝓰𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓻𝓷. 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵 𝓲𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓹𝓮𝓰𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮. "Sweetheart I don't care if your stomach is hurting love. Like I said it's time for your pegging my dear Y/N~. 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵 𝓶𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝔂 𝓼𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽. ;-;•♥︎
♡•𝓢𝓸 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓫 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓮𝓰𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓻𝓪𝓰 𝓨/𝓝 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓭𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓭𝓸. "WHITE PEARL I'M NOT READY FOR THIS YET-!"𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓨/𝓝 𝓽𝓻𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓹𝓮𝓰 𝔂𝓮𝓽. "My dear it will be alright I'm just going gentle and it will be rough Darling~." 𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓹𝓮𝓰𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓪𝔂 𝓪𝓬𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓶𝔂 𝓻𝓷. "M-Mommy~" 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵 𝓲𝓼 𝓭𝓮𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓷 𝓓𝓸𝓶𝓶𝔂 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓶𝔂 𝓻𝓷. •♥︎
♡•𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵 𝓜𝓸𝓶𝓶𝔂. 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 ��𝓸 𝓯𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓰𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓾𝓶 𝓻𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓴𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓷 𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼. "Are you going to cum soon darling~?" 𝓦𝓸𝔀 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵 𝓾𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓸𝓶𝓶𝔂 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓶𝔂 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓻𝓷 𝓢𝓗𝓘𝓣 𝓘𝓣'𝓢 𝓢𝓞 🔥🔥🔥 𝓑𝓣𝓦. "Pl-Please M-M-Mommy I-I ne-need to c-cum p-please....~.•♥︎
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☆•𝓣𝓘𝓜𝓔𝓢𝓚𝓘𝓟-!•★
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♡•𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓸𝓽 𝓹𝓮𝓰𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓬𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓼𝓼 𝓾𝓹 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓬𝓾𝓭𝓭𝓵𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾. 𝓒𝓤𝓩 𝓘𝓣'𝓢 𝓕𝓛𝓤𝓕𝓕𝓨 𝓕𝓛𝓤𝓕𝓕𝓨 𝓣𝓘𝓜𝓔 ^^ <3•♥︎
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𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓐𝓷𝓸𝓷 <3 𝓘𝓜 𝓖𝓞𝓘𝓝𝓖 𝓣𝓞 𝓒𝓐𝓝𝓐𝓓𝓐 𝓢𝓞𝓞𝓝 𝓨𝓘𝓟𝓟𝓔𝓔𝓔 ✨✨👍👍🥳🥳
𝓘𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓾𝔂𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝓘'𝓶 𝓲𝓷 𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓵. 𝓘'𝓶 𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓼𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓵 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓬𝓾𝔃 𝓘 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓾𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭👍👍👍.
𝓘'𝓶 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 19 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓼 😶😶
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sleepingdeath-sapphic · 5 months
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reunion ; cookie run smut
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for an ao3 commenter <3
blueberry pie cookie x gender neutral!reader <3
minors and ageless blogs will be blocked <3
includes vaginal fingering, blueberry pie cookie being called ‘blue’, and praise kink <3
you can also read this on ao3 <3
918 words long <3
please note that this piece was originally written back in early july of this year and thus isn’t the best representation of my current writing style <3
Your visits with Blue were few and far between, with her constantly cooped up researching magic and it's history in her study and you out travelling the world on your own. Though, it was once said that distance makes the heart grow stronger, and in your case you knew it to be true — as you never failed to make the most of your brief stints together.
One particularly effective time killer was a favourite of you both (though, of course, Blue would never admit to such a thing) as it provided you the opportunity to spend some much needed quality time with your wife — and, for her, it offered a brief reprieve from her self-imposed dry spell. In fact, it was this such activity that you now found yourself partaking in — barely having the time to close the door before she was upon you like a butter tiger in heat, all her normal senses of formality and propriety thrown out of the window.
And who were you to deny your love after such a wanton display?
So here you found yourself: your usually composed and formal wife straddling your lap with her legs spread as far as she could manage, her blue and white skirts hiked up to her waist and her underwear discarded off somewhere you couldn't bother recalling; her braid fraying and coming undone, wispy strands of light brown hair flying in front of your face as she tossed and turned in your grip, positively writhing with pleasure; her glasses fogged up and her lips parted into a perfectly kissable 'o' as a string of breathy whimpers and moans escaped from her under your skilled touch. Making a complete mess of your love and her study as you allowed her sweet slick to pour out over your wrist and onto the plush rug below you — with Blue much too lost in the moment to realise or care.
You, meanwhile, were trying your best to not follow suit, focusing all of your attention on her pleasure as you worked her using an all too familiar pattern. Rough and fast but not so much that it would have her screaming. Light touches and squeezes of her clothed breasts that would have her back arching but not cause her pain. It was a delicate balancing act, but one you'd yet to fail.
Her moans and trembles and bucks your guide as you kept on pleasuring her, adjusting her her needs without instruction or complaint and revelling in how responsive she was to your touch. Always at her service: thrusting your fingers faster into her dripping hole when she started to buck into your hand; adding pressure to her clit with the pad of your thumb when the lightest brush of the neglected bud against the heel of your palm coaxed a whorish moan from her lips; alternating between scissoring and crooking your fingers inside of her fluttering pussy as you searched for that one spongy spot that would have her toes curling — and, finally, once you'd found it starting to aggressively target it to push her over the edge of her climax. Positively abusing her sweet spot as you continued to gently play with her breasts and kiss the sensitive skin behind her ear.
Contrasting the rough treatment of her gushing cunt with gentle words and touches elsewhere in a way you knew she loved — smiling to yourself when you were finally able to give her that last shove over the edge.
'That's it, beautiful, I've got you,'
'You're taking this so well, I'm impressed,'
'That's my girl, always so receptive,'
'If I knew that this was waiting for me, I'd have come home sooner,'
'Let go, my love, I'm here,'
And let go she did. Climaxing with a thunderous cry of your name as she choked on her desperate sobs and moans, mind running a mile a minute whilst her body was lost to the torrent of pleasure you'd released upon her. Push clenching tightly around your fingers as you continued to fuck her through her release, unbothered by the slick that was coating your wrist and the floor beneath her — focused only on making her feel good. On going what you were asked, like the attentive spouse you were.
Taking care of her by keeping her in that high with your three aching digits in her cunt and your thumb circling her clit. Taking care of her by stroking her hair gently out of her face and adjusting the position of her glasses on her face from where they'd been left askew in the midst of her overstimulated arching and trembling. Taking care of her by peppering her throat and temple with kisses as you whispered gentle reassurances and praise to her that she was only able to respond to in whimpers — her own hands busy clutching at your shirt or bunching up her thick blue skirts.
'You're doing so well,'
'Think you can give me one more? I think you can,'
'You're so beautiful like this, Blue,'
'I love you,'
And it was that last sentence, that declaration, that echoed clearly through her mind as you guided her to the peak for a second time. Eyes brimming with tears, lips damp with spit, slick coating her sex and thighs and dress — but still feeling that spread of warmth in her core alongside the threatening wave of climax that crashed over her like a storm at sea.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
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infraaa · 1 year
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Hii! Can I request an Ananas Dragon Cookie x fem!reader smut one-shot? I'll like an escenary where the reader works as a maid for Ananas, have a nice day! ^^
『gets ananas brainrot- oh GET THE FU- also… finally… due to overwhelming demand, like 6-7 requests maybe- and sorry for it being a little short. I’m trying something different.』
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𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍’𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐈𝐍 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌?!
ananas dragon x bratty!f!reader
tw y’all // I had a lot of fun w this but like hair pulling, feral behavior, master servant dynamic, brat taming, degradation, light bondage, implied impact play
NSFW UNDER THE CUT
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May the golden dragon be blessed with their royal retainers.
Especially you, a newcomer yet somehow, someway, Ananas grew especially fond of you. Kind and gentle, yet modest. Walking around their beaches with grace and poise you did. You were like a gemstone in the rough, smiling gracefully as you did roam. You came to the islands as a retreat, a get away of sorts. Little did you know you would be staying here. You grew fond of the lush tropics, the glittering waters… the gentle warmth…
Oh well, at least that’s how everyone saw you. But cut the crap, you weren’t all that.
When Ananas’s other retainers and disciples would discuss you they would say things like “oh she’s an enigma, oh she’s wild-“ like you cared. You enjoyed your new life regardless because like the golden dragon, you too were being taken care of as through you were a queen— a goddess of sorts. Someone to be worshipped. Never did you think you would get this far, a regular cookie?? Hell no! Now with this, what are you imagining to yourself? You, a crisp cookie in the best robes and glittering jewelry, with disciples of your own as you stand next to Ananas in pride? No. You wore a maid’s dress. It was quite clear that you were one of Ananas’s personal maids, but their favorite one at that. And even though you were a maid, living comfortably in the archipelago, you always loved to have a bit of fun. It took a bit to melt through Ananas and get them to soften up to you, but when that time came, oh baby it was time to shine!
You would constantly do little things that would piss Ananas off, but not to the point where he would go full on berserk on your ass and everyone else’s. Like you would make messes on purpose on his room for them to be like “Y/n, why are you so clumsy today?” Walk into their hoard with all their trinkets and gems, and steal them out little by little so that you would have them. Some of those items being their favorites in the hoard. It even escalated to yourself— changing your modest attire to a more… revealing style of clothing, parading around to the other disciples, accidentally (and we mean on purpose) spilling drinks on your chest, once again, in front of Ananas, purposefully dropping things, and disobeying commands given. You were surprised at how long Ananas went on for. Albeit hellishly annoyed, they were surprisingly patient with you. Classy, definitely. Oh but they were only playing along with your ruse. They know what you want, they’ve been alive long enough for them to know.
See, the only other thing that you wanted besides this comfortable like you have now is not just for you to figuratively be under Ananas, but also you wanted to physically be under them, too. You wouldn’t deny it but, you had a thing for Ananas for a while. You wanted them to absolutely crush you— to demolish and destroy you in the most beautiful ways. You heard from other female disciples how egregious they must be! Oh, you wanted a taste so bad!.. and you thought honestly that this was the best way to get them.
Little did you know, you were in for a lovely treat one afternoon.
“Y/N COOKIE!” You heard a familiar voice call. It was Ananas, they probably wanted something. You had finished all your cleaning for the day, surprisingly quickly at that. They probably just wanted to talk to you. And you had just the plan! You wanted into Ananas’s den.. in normal clothes. You bowed to them upon your entrance. “Sir, you called-?” “And WHY are you NOT in uniform?” They cut you off, causing you to mockingly look down at yourself and giggle. “Oops, my bad… allow me to go change, be right back!~” They sighed, taking to a growl on their face. “And HURRRRY BACK.” They boomed. Oh but you just shrugged and wanted to metaphorically give them the middle finger.
You took a full ass hour. That’s when the glass finally cracked. You heard footsteps marching towards your room, where you were actually changed. The door slammed abruptly open and before you could even react, an angry dragon was in your doorway. “Uh oh, is someone angry?” Ananas, without further comment, pinned you to your bed, pushing you down onto your mattress, holding your wrists tightly. “I… am the almighty dragon… the dragon of the earth…” they muttered coldly as they took a belt that you had failed to notice from beside you and slung it over their shoulder.
“And you will respect me.”
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sublieu · 2 years
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Me: *Gets grabbed by the neck*
Captain caviar cookie: You're gonna get up... and start writing more smut for cookie run.. GOT IT?!
Me: Ye-yes sir!!
Info on who im talking bout:
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rkobuster · 7 months
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Cookie Run is so addictive and I got more addicted when I started roleplaying it and now it's all I rp....I'm even doing smut from time to time
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ladymochawrites · 2 years
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PURPLE YAM COOKIE X !READER WHO IS A MERMAID/MERMAN
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“love is not only a word, it is a feeling we desire ourselves to”
requested by: @caeserfroggysalad
who: purple yam cookie
topics: fluff, some smut is mentioned ⚠️
plot: a reader who falls into the abyss of the underwater sea, unexpectedly finding true love from a merman who is destine to fall in love in need of comfort and change
author’s note:
hi there! am sorry that I have not been able to fulfill requests during the summer. this was one of them to begin with and I know I have another purple yam fic awaiting to be drafted. my summer got a little busy with going back to college and I’m expecting it to be a bit more hectic with the semester and transferring to a university and starting to plan for my long-term career. I haven’t seen much fanfics going around tumblr like it used to be ever since the cookie run kingdom fandom started to die down drastically. so this is putting in the effort of coming back to put something out there until I can get what needs to be done. in the mean time, I hope you enjoy this palooza love story dedicated to a very close friend of mine who talks literally about their self ship with purple yam a lot!
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚
under the sea, below the oblivious layers of the ocean that navigates towards an underwater city made for mercookies to be discovered, you were pretty well-known. you were often looked at as the the top performer of best musical singer for the underwater sugar seashell club. you had pride in your job and you cherish every moment to gather and sing with your heart content by rallying the audience and to make them feel welcomed. you were a cookie with perfect complexion and charisma. you always had an eye for design when it comes to picking out tops other than coconut bras or sea stars, patched on your breast— therefore you had rather good intentions to everything. but not that you had bragged about it, right? at least thats what the mercookies think. you were a very-high end mermaid/merman with high expectations. you would pretend to brag about it to your fans and then brush it right off, as if fame isn’t everything to changing your identity or your pretty looks. sometimes, you wished to be a regular citizen, fitting right in to the crowded domain of busy fish that either have to peel off the barnacles, sweep up the kelp plants, guarding and protecting the underwater city and most importantly, keeping an eye above the waters. at least that was purple yam cookie’s job.
ahhh yess. a merman built with a bold and nutty flavor of aggression and a burning flame of integrity. this is a cookie who is not afraid to fight a shark because in morality, he is able to tame them as his pets and being his only friends. after all who has heard the phrase of “fish are friends, not food”, but with sharks? this is a merman who isn’t afraid of competition. To find his prey by hunting them down or even a mate to be the alpha to. purple yam is the defender and alpha lead to the shark community. his knowledge to speak and understand the shark language became natural to him— I mean after all, his tail is represented as a shark. born and imprinted with his burnt marks and even leaving scars all over his tender body, but as if he isn’t afraid to admit that he didn’t feel insecure. he wanted to prove to those that in the end, you are left with scars and bruises after a tense battle on the battlefield. for a woman at least it was different. this IS different.
after his duty of keeping patrol of the city with his sharks, an all cleared was signaled and retreated back to the herd. the sharks began to feast on leftover gummy shrimps and candy krill. yam was feasting on the same as well as it’s important to learn and be fully exposed to a shark’s taste of interest. meanwhile, a couple of mercookies going about their day were talking about the performance from last night of a cookie whose famous for their singing and songwriting truly becomes an inspiration to aspiring theatre acts and future performances where they will be displayed. all that purple yam could ever think about was famishing over his meal, instead of randomly hearing the two cookies talk about a famous mercookie would could brag about their famous career. he wasn’t into music in particular to begin with and just hearing someone who desires someone else’s own personal fame felt too overrated. “sounds GULLIBLE.” he scoffs with attitude as he continues to finish his meal.
15 mins in on their break. yam and the sharks were finish feasting. he had some errands he had to run, so he would leave the sharks behind to rest and train around the shoal. yam then eavesdrops into another group of merfolk, gathering to see tonight’s performance of the mermaid/merman that was going to be there. yam realizes that this was the exact same cookie that another duo was mentioning. the more he kept over hearing this particular, the more irritating it got. “AUGHH! What is WITH this COMMOTION?” he exclaims. the other cookies could hear him from near. he then decides to see the show for himself. pretending that having interest would change his mind. again, he wasn’t into huge taste like classical or jazz. unless it peeked his interest. the show was gathered in the gold sugar seashell music hall. this is where famous merfolk compose or sing. yam sits at least 8 feet away from the stage near the right corner. for him to blend in, it was a tough fit. the overlapping of conversations from left to right were curious about what could the famous mercookie sing tonight for this broadcast. the audience grew silent as the hall got dark. the stage lights flickered on and the crowd begins to applaud. the host of the show begins to announce tonight’s performance with the mercookie yam has heard from others previously. their name was “y/n”.
y/n reader pov:
tonight’s theme of color was brass gold. you were coated with the finest premium of fine gold. at least that what the designers would say. yes had on a gold and glitter coated seashell bra and a gold sequence skirt near where your ankles (in transition your tail fins) would be. hinted with silver-blue eye shadow and eye liner. you weren’t an expert for fixing up a contouring face, but you were a whole different cookie on stage. you began to perform one of the finest classical jazz pieces from your album. this one was dedicated to finding love in existence and hoping the right one will run into you. everything all articulated in flat notes. you were into your song and learn to manifest it. you were able to toggle a perfect cohesive audience, including purple yam cookie.
his eyes sparkled at the singing mercookie, decked with gold. in the eyes of a tiger shark, he was spotting on his new mate. you were a butterfly fish. so, seeing the intriguing details of your shiny scales and fins turned him on. he admired your eye color as it mesmerized underneath the lights. you dance, moved your hips gracefully as you finished the rest of your song.
the audience roars from amazement. clapping on to wish “y/n” a spectacular show. did this change purple yam’s pique of interest? the next day passes by and yam was busy once again on patrol with the sharks. he ended up seeing the mercookie who looked very familiar, but without all the glossy touch ups. either way, he was still interested. the mercookie was minding her day, shopping around the sea market, without anyone securing her safety. this was his big chance! yam becomes instantly distracted and sees that y/n drops a few things from their purse. a perfect moment to help— and mingle! yam hurries over to help y/n as their embarrassment grew.
“thank you.” y/n response in a soft voice.
“o-oh, it’s nothing. just a typical merman helping the citizens” he stutters.
“I don’t think I had anyone ever done such a thing for me, especially when it comes to being very popular— it sounds mediocre at least to me.” y/n felt like they wanted to hold back. the gloom in their eyes and it grabs yam’s attention.
“well it’s not like it was done intentionally…” he adds
2 months began to pass by as yam and y/n started to talk more and eventually started getting together, as y/n’s career became overwhelming for them, so they decided to take a break. holding back on their musical career may seem like it was putting an end on their fans. but it was best to keep their personal life and dating experience out of sight. until they were ready to head back to the sugar sea shell stage, everything could start over. yam had a hard time trying to learn the term “love” as if it just comes out of thin air, potentially absorbing the thought of how two fishes under the sea could wrap tails around together and make love. yam took his precautions as y/n wraps their arms around his warm tendered body. easy enough to turn someone on when pleasure starts to grab their attention, subconsciously. when it came to cuddling in bed and wrapping their arms (including their tail fins) around each other, the warmth of love became real. as yam puckers y/n, dragging his lips across their sweet sensitive body and tracing their body curves with his hand as y/n lets out a softly gasp.
y/n imagining a magical moment between them and purple yam cookie. purple yam taking advantage of them as he never felt this type of comfort. love never existed to him— as he grew up to hunt and fight like a predator. once you master the fundamentals of being a predator, soon, you will catch your prey. well, at least it should apply to finding your mate. was he really known to being the underwater city’s most reliable guard? they wondered if he grew some sort of affection towards his sharks to build a bond. they were glad that they spent their life differently because all it matters was that they both found themselves in a different position of things.
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cookierunrants · 7 months
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Nah bc Clover x Herb Smut is so non existent bruh people need to roleplay that joint more bruhhhh(if u wanna DM me)
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pure-vanilla-lilies · 1 month
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Pure Vanilla Cookie NSFW HeadCanons
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•Pure Vanilla is a bottom switch but he enjoys seeing his partner eyes
•He’s packing 5.9 inches it still surprises his partners for sure
•His favorite positions are missionary and doggy style
•Very vanilla will not lay a hand on you especially if you misbehave
•Oral sex is his all time favorite thing, man will eat out any pussy or suck any dick like it’s his last meal
•Will call you dearest, love bird, or sweetheart. He won’t call you a slut at all
•His fingers are magic ngl
•Definitely has a slight breeding kink he would mind starting a family
•Pregnant sex is 50/50 it just depends
•Aftercare is 100% happening, from herbal baths to herbal teas to back massages. He will treat as a queen / king!
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capsaicin cookie smut hcs ; 18+
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requested by ; qumau
fandom(s) ; cookie run
fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific
character(s) ; capsaicin cookie
outline ; “abt capsaicin cookie rite.. some nsfw?”
warning(s) ; descriptions of genitals, explicit sexual content, references to sadism and public sex acts, references to sharing the reader with other people
minors and ageless blogs will be blocked
very dominant in the bedroom but is more of a playful dominant, using his superior strength to manhandle and toss you around to his heart’s content
is very very vocal and loud in the bedroom — both in regards to actual conversation and the sounds he makes (which primarily consist of moans and groans, especially when he’s close to his orgasm)
happy to go down on you but he gives incredibly messy oral — like his lips, chin and even his eyelashes can end up being covered in your juices/release by the time he’s done
will overstimulate you because he won’t stop until he’s satisfied, pulling you back against him by your hips until you’re trembling and sobbing and your mind is blank beyond the recognition of your pain and pleasure
he’s kind of a walking space heater, so expect things to heat up in a very literal way when you’re having sex — like you’ll end up drenched in sweat and panting from more than just exertion
he has a lot of stamina and can easily go for several consecutive rounds with you — and he can last for a while per round
so expect to end up unable to walk the day after
celebratory sex is a must!
and so are pre-tournament quickies
and sex between training sessions
or consolation blowjobs if he messes up or loses
really he’ll take any opportunity to have sex with you, even making excuses to slip away randomly to have his way with you
he’s pretty average in length but he’s incredibly girthy so expect to be stretched to the brink of insanity and beyond
he isn’t shy about using his teeth in bed and will happily nip, bite, tease and mark you up during foreplay if you ask
loves parading you around when he’s gotten you especially cock drunk and will gloat about how good he is in bed and how hot you are as his partner
in a similar vein; will happily give/receive sex acts in front of others and he’s great at hiding it by distracting people in one way or another (or, if you’re as much of an exhibitionist as him, he’ll draw his competitors’ attention to you)
is a sadist but not extremely so — like he enjoys pain play but most of it usually consists of rougher playful sex rather than the calculated introduction of toys and such
is incredibly confident in his body and would enjoy sending and receiving nudes
and with your permission he’d even show them to others to further gloat about how amazing and sexy you are
he mainly sends bulge pics and pictures of his abs — and his favourite pics to receive are ones where you’re not fully nude but still leaving little to the imagination
would also be eager to record any sex acts you do together if you let him
and would for sure have loads of videos and pictures of you ready for when you’re too busy to take care of him
videos of you giving each other oral (and pictures of your face and chest covered in his cum)
videos of his cock thrusting into your hole and stretching you out
videos of you two going at it everywhere you can in every position you can think off
doggy style in the changing rooms, against the wall in a public shower, mating press in the bed, missionary on the floor of your shared living room, the list goes on
oh and, of course, plenty of pictures of your face when you’re cock drunk and your hole leaking his cum after he pulls out
quickies are a must for him and, whilst he has the stamina to go on for what feels like for ever, they help him get in a better mood for fighting in a competitive setting
he says you’re his good luck charm — but you know he’s just really horny and doesn’t want to get a boner in front of the crowd
isn’t possessive but is romantically exclusive. like he’d let someone else fuck you under his instruction but they can’t do anything without him there — and they especially can’t kiss you
(both of his triple cone cup competitors have taken him up on this — with both claiming it’s for reasons other than what it was really for)
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cinnafterdark · 1 year
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wanna start off this blog with an older piece i still like (and testing the waters since it’s not really that explicit)
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kr0zast4r · 9 months
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YOOO! WSP Can I request an smut Milk cookie With an S/O who is gentle with him?? THANKS!
𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍!
𝐁𝐭𝐰 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 (𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 :𝐃)
𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐀𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞!!!
𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐊 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐍 𝐒/𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐈𝐒 𝐕𝐄𝐑�� 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐈𝐌 (𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓)
꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚
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𝐓𝐖:𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓,𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐒𝐄𝐗 , 𝐃𝐎𝐌!𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑,𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒.
☾ ⋆*・゚:⋆*・゚:⠀ *⋆.*:・゚ .: ⋆*・゚: .⋆
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☾ ⋆*・゚:⋆*・゚:⠀ *⋆.*:・゚ .: ⋆*・゚: .⋆
⚠𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝟏𝟖 𝐎𝐑 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒⚠
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✬•𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐭𝐰𝐰𝐰. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐮𝐩.•✫
✬•𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐜 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. "𝐖𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤~".𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐏��𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄•✫
✬•𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐳 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐳 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮."𝐉-𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜-𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐚-𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐚𝐡~𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲-𝐲𝐨𝐮~•✫
✬•𝐁𝐫𝐨 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬.𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦. •✫
✬•𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐭. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫. "𝐎𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰" .•✫
✬•𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦.•✫
✬•𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐧<𝟑•✫
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cont. warning: gay sex, flirting, throat fucking, consensual voyeurism, tummy bulge, masturbation, humping (possible), begging, size difference, degradation
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"Baby... answer me!"
Sparkling whines and hugs your waist, looking up with puppy eyes to get a reaction out of you as you continued making dinner; You are unresponsive to his whines but welcome the hug either way. "Honey just tell me what I did wrong. I can make it up to you if you tell me... please?" He plants himself between your chest and kisses your chin. 
You were a patient man, more patient than the average person when it came to Sparkling especially as he had a reputation for being bitchy, especially to people of power who were people like you; Owning a famous vineyard that crafted the strongest yet sweetest wine.
"Hmph! Fine, be that way! but don't come crying to me when some nicer, stronger guy comes around!" He huffs and leaves the kitchen to the living room where his friends sat, Herb staring at you in the kitchen, Mint on his phone, and Vamp drinking down a bottle of one of your wines he purchased before coming over. Sparkling sits down in your big chair and starts a conversation considering business as Herb's mind drifted to space.
Although you and Herb never really had a conversation that didn't mean you didn't know each other, as he did help you out with your sister's wedding by orchestrating the flowers and decorations. And another plus was that Sparkling introduced him to you so you could go to him when you needed help orchestrating a wedding or event.
You enter the living room and sat opposite to Sparkling, handing out food to the trio on the couch and putting down your boyfriend's plate in front of him. The three thanked you before starting to eat whilst Sparkling just cocked his head to his friends before an idea pops into his head.
"Hey, Minty~ How're things with you and your girlfriend?" "Oh, we just recently went through a breakup..." Mint looks away from his friend's alluring gaze, having known the beef between you both he did not want to get in between you both. Nearly choking on his food when Sparkling walked over and sit in his lap, pressing himself on his lap and keep toying with him; "That's a shame... if you need anything y'know.. I'll be here... waiting~" 
"Ok enough."
You grit through your teeth and grab his arm before pulling him upstairs to your room, slamming the door hard enough to believe it broke on impact as Sparkling utters a word from his mouth. "Relax babe it was jus-" "Shut the fuck up."
He raised his brows at your comment, squeezing his legs together to control the sudden bulge in his pants as you untie your robe. "You're gonna either get your ass on the floor or do you want me to? Cause I'm not hesitant to." You warn, he immediately gets on his knees in front of you, chuckling at your angry demeanor before unbuckling your pants and kissing your dick; Stroking it languidly before sucking on it and staring directly at you.
He could feel himself throbbing through his pants when he saw your dark aura, drool, and precum seeping from the corners of his mouth and onto his t-shirt as he slightly chokes on your cock; Feeling his makeup start to muddle as he pulls off from your cock to take a breather. "Baby I'm-" "Don't start begging now, after you decided to be smart and flirt in front of me you better pray you come out here with your dignity intact."
Sparkling moans as you grab onto his hair, his feeble hands stroking your cock on his face as he unzips his pants; Stroking himself off as he continued sucking. Unaware that his friends were watching through the crack of the door.
Vamp coos at your sheer size as Herb swallows audibly, sweat dripping down the trios' faces when they were spotted by Sparkling. Taking more of you down his throat as he moans, giggling when most of your cock went past the entrance of his throat and imprinted on his neck. His chocker breaking when you facefuck the poor sub, stroking himself harder to match your pace.
You pull him away from your cock to watch his tear-stained face, his mascara running down his face as he regulates his breathing before fucking his throat again. Poor Sparkling had to cling to your thighs to level himself as he feels your cock throb in his esophagus whilst pumping his dick.
Vamp accidentally hits his head on the door, getting your attention but ignoring them as you tease Sparkling even more, "Oh, so that's why you're acting so cocky hm? Do you like when people watch you get fucked? Fucking disgusting." Sparkling nods his head and bats you his innocent eyes as he moans on your cock, forcing himself to take every inch of your cock down his throat before continuing his previous pace; Wanting you to coat his throat with your cum.
His eyes widen when your hand held his head down your cock before cumming inside, pulling off and stroking every bit of cum out of you and messing up his shirt and face before being yanked and thrown on the bed. Shaky and sensitive as he watched his friends sit at the doorway and watch, crawling up to the headboard before being yanked back underneath him as you pull off his pants and throw them nearby Herb; The greenette's face painted red with blush as he tries hiding his throbbing boner from the others, with Mint and Vamp staring intently with boners of their own.
He gasps when he feels your finger press at his hole, wrapping his legs around your waist as he kept stroking your cock. Moaning softly as he feels another finger prod inside him and teases his prostate. Needing your cock deep inside his guts, "Pl-please.. can you?" He begs as he keeps rubbing you off, embarrassed to finish his sentence in front of his peers. Vamp pulls down his pants and rubs his cock as he stares at you, imagining it was him in that position with you when you force him to ask the question properly; He whimpers and pleads with his eyes in a final attempt to not finish his question, seeing you've started to pull out your fingers he musters the courage to finish.
"Please, fuck me.."
He begs and hides his face in one of your pillows before feeling your lips brush his neck, choking up when he feels your cock going inside him and whining as tears fell from his face; The bulge of your cock in his tummy made him squeal before thrusting up inside; Crying out in bliss as your cock repeatedly pressed at his prostate.
The loud, slick sounds of your messy fucking and his moans (plus Vamp's quiet whines) made the room feel dizzy, Vamp now laying with his legs up as he keeps stroking himself off, too deep in dreaming and pleasure to even care about his friends staring at him at the moment. "What? can't a man fantasize about getting dicked down?" Vamp hissed at them before they look back at you two. Not wanting to start a conversation.
You held him up so he was looking behind you as you kept bouncing him on your dick, his arms clinging onto your neck and back as he moans, greedy for more of you as he digs his fingers into your hair. Stars form in his eyes when you start fucking him harshly, his juices and precum coating your pelvis and his stomach; Dark patches cloud his vision as he drools on you, too dumb in pleasure to even keep his mouth shut as he feels his body being used like a cumdoll.
It was at this point Mint started feeling hazy, now wishing his ex had done the things you were doing to Sparkling. Leaving him drooling and messy as he palms himself in his sweatpants, turning to his side as he makeout with Vamp, tasting the wine still on the redhead's tongue as he lies on the guy's stomach.
Herb finally had enough and pulls down his pants and pumps his throbbing dick as he watches you both tensely, ignoring the sultry moans coming from the opposite of him and curling in on his toes the whinier Sparkling got. 
You lift Sparkling off your lap and adjust to a more exposing position, spreading his legs so they could see his cock whilst you fucked him in a nelson. His eyes roll to the back of his head as he feels you thrust harshly inside, your balls slapping against his whilst he begs and babbles; Vamp gently pries the male's sweatpants down and rubs his cock as Mint leaves shaky breaths and moans, Herb lying his head on the door as he gets closer to a climax.
Sparkling cums all over the floor as you fuck him through an orgasm, his thighs spasming and going limp as you start pumping him full of cum. The white liquid slowly leaking on your crotch and into the bed sheets when you pull the sensitive boy off you and onto the bed; His once neatly combed hair a mess and his friends continuously fucking each other whilst putting him to bed and cleaning him up.
"Babe... M sorry..." "It's ok I forgive you. Now get some rest ok?" You kissed his forehead and wipe away his tears and sweat, feeling him cling to your arm and whisper something in your ear; "Can you take care of my friends while I'm asleep?" He begs and coos when you kiss his hand.
"Of course sweetheart."
©𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐮 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 ;𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝
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