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fluffylino · 5 months

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zombie!minho pt 4

minho finally starts his new meds..but the side effects are a bit strange~

-contains mature themes

"its much stronger than the last medication...thats what the doc told me"

minho announced, telling you word for word what the doctor had prescribed him. he had just stepped back inside after visiting the doctor for his monthly checkup. it was time for a newer improved medication.

"but its effect is immediate. it'll get rid of my sudden fatigue and zoning out"

he took his shoes off, placing it down on the shoe rack.

"and what else?" you asked, hopping around him.

"i have to take two tablets once every month. the yellow one has to be taken before the blue one." minho said, taking his beanie and jacket off. he stretched his arms, dangling the packet infront of your face.

"any side effects?"

"he described it like how you get your period every month for 4 to 8 days, ill get something similar. instead of bleeding, ovulating and all, i'll get some kind of heat."

"heat...as in?"

the kinda heat you knew was the one you had read in abo fanfictions.

well those were...intense. if it were anything like that you weren't prepared.

"my sex drive will increase drastically in the first 24 hours and may persist for the next 48 hours...so basically ill be really fucking horny"

he admitted, sitting down next to you. he leaned his head on your shoulder. so that meant his body would be adjusting. trying to go back to his normal self.

"but he did mention that with every month that side effect will gradually become less. but the first dose is always pretty bad to handle."

"it kicks in about 2 hours after i take it. so i think ill have it tomorrow morning."

"yeah, i am a bit worried though"

how could you not be?

"i doubt it'll be that bad. if it takes away that hunger i feel then i don't mind being horny 24/7" he joked but you didn't find it that funny.

"minho..." your voice faded out. "your pant.." he looked down at his pants. there was a wet patch on his crotch. he placed his cup of coffee down.

"fuck i just showered"

you couldn't help but let your eyes trail down his body. he was hard. and his neck was a shade of dark pink. It had only been an hour and the symptoms were already showing up.

minho disappeared into the room for what seemed like hours. you peeked into the room, mouth dropping open.

he was a complete wreck.

stroking his length at an inhumane pace. choked out moans leaving him. his eyes were shut and his head thrown back against the chair.

stepping inside, you creeped up on him. he didn't notice. that was until you dropped down on your knees infront of him. hands holding his knees in place.

"go away"b minho hissed out. you ignored him, swatting his hand off his dick.

"what are you doi-...aahhh" you took his entire length into your mouth. moaning at the taste of his precum. his fingers tangled into your hair, thrusting up. you gagged at how deep he went.

"i warned you." he gritted out and then you knew you couldn't back out. not like you even wanted to.

"min-" you were cut off by his hand.

"i'm going to fuck you right now"

"right here" vhe announced.

bending you over the kitchen counter. you gasped as he pushed into you in one swift motion. he was still hard and leaking. his cum seeped out of you.

your eyes rolling back, at the feeling of it dripping down the insides of your thighs.

"keep it all inside"

you clenched, trying to not let it run down your thighs. but he was so far deep inside your cunt, you couldn't think.

"fill you up. m' gonna breed you. make you take all of me"

"pathetic."

you couldn't help but cry from the overstimulation.

minho never spoke so much during sex. you were used to silence. it was mostly him groaning.

so hearing him say such filthy things made you submit to him completely. made you more compliant. you let him use you. fuck you. breed you. deepthroat you. anywhere. anytime during the day.

"whats wrong? my pretty dick in your slutty little pussy rendered you speechless?"

his fingers pushed your head down, against the ice cold counter. forcing you to stand on your tippy toes, your legs began to shake.

"gonna eat you ah- mark you u-up and show everyone you're mine. all mine."

minho let out in a breathy voice, nipping at your exposed skin. his teeth digging into you just hard enough to leave bruises. running his tongue over your sensitive skin, to ease the soreness.

"aahhh-nng" you whined, spit rolling off the side of your mouth and onto the counter. you closed your eyes, focusing on him.

him railing you. his other hand intertwined with yours. his hot breath against your back. his thick muscular thighs caging you in. his high pitched moans. his silent praises as you took him so well.

so eagerly. so sweetly.

you were going to cum again for the fourth time. and minho had cum only once. or more like he couldn't cum any faster until he had tired himself out.

now you had finally understood why the doctor had said that.

maybe this was a good thing. he was the most alive he had ever been.

#fluffylino works #zombie minho #lee minho smut #lee know smut #lee minho imagines #lee know imagines #stray kids smut #skz smut #stray kids imagines #skz imagines #skz drabbles #bang chan smut #dom!lee know #mean dom minho

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starrierknight · 5 months

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╰┈➤ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 — 𝐐-𝐙

pairing— dom!gn!reader x sub!gojo wc— 750 cws/tags— established relationship, exhibitionism, oral (reader receiving), toys, restraints mentioned, dacryphilia, mentioned alcohol consumption, consenual videos/photos, mentioned masturbation, dick analysis (lmao)

𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 | 𝟐𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 | 𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓

⋆ ˚｡★ 𝐐 is for 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐄 (their opinions on quickies, how often, e.t.c.)

A big fan of quickies!

Satoru's job as a Special Grade Sorcerer entails a lot of stress, so fairly frequently he'll tug you aside to blow off some steam. Even in a public setting, he has no reservations about whining into your ear about how badly he needs you until you take his hand and pull him to somewhere more private.

It isn't even necessarily about receiving, either. Satoru might be with you and just feel the need to touch you and get you all needy, so he's been known to drag you away just to go down on you.

⋆ ˚｡★ 𝐑 is for 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊 (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? e.t.c.)

No risk, no reward.

Satoru isn't a huge fan of having a sexual routine. This isn't to say that he doesn't have habits he likes falling back on, but rather, that he doesn't want to miss out on anything that could potentially be enjoyable for you both.

Sex, in his opinion, should be fun! Experimenting with toys and positions is part of that fun, and he'll give a shot at trying almost anything once.

⋆ ˚｡★ 𝐒 is for 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀 (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Satoru is nothing if not athletic. He has stamina for days lol. He can go for a lot of rounds, provided he gets a little room to recover—and he recovers quickly. That being said, if you overstimulate him enough he'll have a harder (haha) time recovering, so that will mean fewer rounds.

Satoru can last a long time, but his restraint is begrudging. He'd rather cum for you as many times as you'll let him, but if you want him to last, he'll last. Not that he won't bitch and moan about it, of course.

⋆ ˚｡★ 𝐓 is for 𝐓𝐎𝐘𝐒 (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He's a pretty big fan of toys, for both himself and you. He sees them as a tool rather than competition, so you can expect for him to use/suggest them during foreplay.

While he does like toys, he would rather have his hands all over you. It's a very cute sight if you ever decide to restrain him (think shibari or handcuffs) and use a toy on yourself. He moans and whines the whole time about how unfair it is that you're just making him watch.

⋆ ˚｡★ 𝐔 is for 𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑 (how much they like to tease)

The biggest tease known to mankind.

Satoru has a habit of coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, slipping a hand under the hem of your shirt or even your waistband. Kissing your neck and whispering his desire into your skin, maybe pressing his hard-on into your ass.

And then walking off.

Literally, just letting you go and walking off as if it didn't happen... except for a very, very smug grin on his lips.

⋆ ˚｡★ 𝐕 is for 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐄 (how loud they are, what sounds they make, e.t.c.)

Satoru is so fucking loud. So loud.

He can't help it, though! You reduce him to a sobbing, moaning, shivering mess—so maybe it's partially your fault. He does the whole spiel: whining, moaning, whimpering, sobbing, groaning... And they are just the most absolutely gorgeous sounds ever.

Satoru is vocal, but usually doesn't do much dirty talk, unless—

Unless he's drunk.

He dislikes drinking, so it rarely happens... But he has the filthiest mouth when he's drunk.

⋆ ˚｡★ 𝐖 is for 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃 (a random headcanon for the character)

Definitely a big fan of taking (consensual) videos/photos of him and you.

Not only are they the perfect material for him to jack off to if you two are apart, but also in the moment, when you force him to look at the camera so you can get a clear shot of him cumming or begging or crying for you...

If you're away, he's not above taking a photo/video of himself and sending it to you. You'd better pray that you don't open the attachment where someone can see your phone screen.

⋆ ˚｡★ 𝐗 is for 𝐗-𝐑𝐀𝐘 (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇: #FFE8D6 𝐓𝐈𝐏: #E29D84

Gojo Satoru—a.k.a, go big or go home. Dare I say, the prettiest dick out of all the JJK dick-havers.

Fully hard, he's 7.1 inches long (18cm) and 4.5 inches thick (11.3cm).

Curves upwards, and the tip flushes the cutest shade of pink that gradually fades to his regular skin tone. Heavy balls that flush a slightly pinker colour the more stimulated he gets. Really obvious veins along his shaft that are slightly blue-ish in colour, since he's pretty pale.

⋆ ˚｡★ 𝐘 is for 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 (how high is their sex drive?)

On the higher end, for sure.

⋆ ˚｡★ 𝐙 is for 𝐙𝐳𝐳 (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Depending on how relentless you've been with him, it can differ. On average, he just wants to fall asleep with you as soon as aftercare is finished. Occasionally, if he is particularly worn out, he might take a power nap right after and then wake up and finish cleaning up with you.

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hwsing · 1 year

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giving head

warnings/notes: 18+, reader is afab and gender neutral. includes: england (arthur kirkland), america (alfred f. jones), france (francis bonnefoy), n.italy (feliciano vargas). as always, reblogs are appreciated

arthur kirkland

while arthur can be an awfully impatient man, he’s quick to slow as he lowers himself to be eye-level with your cunt. he’s the type to nearly drool as he spreads your legs, watching your cunt spread, just for him. he’ll look up to meet your gaze before gently blowing on your clit, his cock twitching in his pants at the way you shudder.

arthur loves to go down on you. despite being all ‘prim and proper,’ he loves a mess; and so, he loves to make you a mess, too. if you let him, there are nights where he’ll give you multiple orgasms through oral alone, ignoring the ache in his cock as you moan out and clamp your thighs around his head. he’ll suck on your clit, his tongue rubbing against it before wondering lower, prodding at your hole; he’ll tongue fuck you, licking against your walls until his tongue hurts. arthur will force your legs apart, wrapping his hands around your thighs as your cunt drools; don’t worry! he’ll clean up after. really, he doesn’t mind at all.

actually, if he’s given permission to be a bit more mean towards you, he’ll tease you for making a mess — he loves to bully you a bit. he’ll even nip or slap your clit if you talk back to him! when you squeak or whine at the pain, he’ll remind you that as long as you behave, he’ll help you cum. he likes feeling completely responsible for your pleasure, and if you let him, he’ll restrain you to further your dependence on him in the moment.

alfred f. jones

while it’s not something that crosses his mind too often, when he has you laid out beneath him, spreading your legs to let him see your pretty pussy, he nearly gets light headed as the blood rushes to his cock at how soaked you are. he says something about how he’s gonna eat you up as he lowers his face, tongue quickly darting out to lick up between your folds.

alfred is the kind of guy who has little technique, but his passion makes up for it completely. he’ll sloppily eat you out, making disgusting slurp sounds the more wet you become; he doesn’t really get why you get so embarrassed sometimes! he loves to hear you call out his name, your hand grabbing at his hair to pull him closer to your cunt. he’ll grin against you, determined to rock your world.

really, really, really likes when you sit on his face. what do you mean you’ll crush him? please, he’s way stronger than he looks, trust him! he’ll grip your hips and force you to lower yourself on his face, humming as you make such pretty noises. this is his favourite way to eat you out; the angle is perfect, and you have no way to push his head away and interrupt him. as long as you let him, he’ll totally get his full from this.

francis bonnefoy

believes that pleasure is a form of art, through and through; he has an intimidating amount of experience, and is quick to discover what you like. whatever your preferences are, francis is more than capable of providing them. he’ll pay close attention to what makes your head spin; experimenting with how to toy with your clit (do you like when he sucks on it softly, or when he practically tries to milk it? do you prefer circular or side-side motions? do you like a slow build up with sudden fast movements?). whatever you like, he’s bound to figure it out, and when he does, he’ll be almost relentless.

he does like to kitten lick, though. truth be told, he does like to tease you, just a bit; he simply wants to hear just how much you want more. he’ll comply the moment you ask, don’t worry! after all, he must reward you for speaking up!

after spending time between your legs, he finds that the smell of you lingers in his scruff. it’s faint, but, he soaks it in — a reminder of your night together. it arouses him so, but he’s patient to wait until next time. he’ll tell you about how much he craves you, how good you taste, how your smell teases him the following day; it’d be cruel to not let him have another taste, no?

feliciano vargas

feliciano prefers receiving, however, don’t let that fool you; he knows his way around your cunt like the back of his hand. he thinks it’s only natural to! he loves you, and loves to make you feel good. he’ll stay between your legs as long as you want him to, more than happy to be of use to you.

this is 100% about you; all he wants is for you to enjoy yourself and get off. the moment you ask, he’s already nudging you towards a place when you can sit down while he falls to his knees, spreading your legs. he’ll sensually lick your clit, swirling his tongue around your bud before wrapping his plump lips around it. he’ll gather spit in his mouth and let it drool down your cunt as he plays with your clit, your sounds of pleasure being music to his ears. he’ll do anything you tell him to do — but, it should be noted that you don’t necessarily have to. he knows what he’s doing; leave it to him, and he’ll bring you up to cloud nine with ease.

feliciano loves when you yank him off your cunt with your hand gripping his hair; he’ll look up at you with his lower face positively drenched, a small grin and lazy eyes meeting yours. “no more, tesoro?” he’ll ask softly, and when you calm down and steady your breath, sheepishly dragging him back to your cunt slowly, he’ll happily reach out, his neck extending to get closer faster, his tongue already darting out to get to your cunt.

#hetalia #hetalia x reader #my work #hetalia x you #aph hetalia #hetalia hc #hetalia headcanons #aph england #england x reader #aph america #america x reader #aph france #france x reader #aph italy #aph north italy #north italy x reader #italy x reader #hws hetalia #hws

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konigsblog · 8 months

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what do you think about abo!au/omegaverse?? there are barely any cod fics of this genre much less konig ones but i cant stop thinking about alpha!konig with his big and thick cock ruining his tiny omega for good, always filling her up with his knot and cum :((( he’d try to be gentle everytime bc she’s so tiny compared to him but he just cant help it!! especially when hes on a rut, best believe omega is trapped in his bed with nothing on for a week ><

usually, i don't write for omegaverse, but i do like to write for a few things about it, just not too often.

alpha!könig being so obsessive -- almost desperate to cover you in his musk, sweat dripping onto your bodies. running his thick cock along your slit, coating it in a sheen of slick, covering your folds in precum whilst teasing your wet hole. he's cruel; forcing you to beg for it, a confident boost for the easily jealous alpha :( “beg, mauschen... c'mon, work for it.” definitely has you grab his hard dick and push it inside, doing no work and watching as you fuck yourself back on him.

your sounds are addictive, mesmerising as you bounce your ass back on him. your little cunt struggling to take him whole, yet greedily taking every inch given, the tip definitely bruising your insides. you bite your lip, mewling and moaning and rolling your eyes to the back of your head, feeling his large hands wander over your hips to your waist, before dragging his hand off your body to spit on, rubbing your clit with his wet fingers!!! “good girl, schatzchen... takin' it all, engel?” the question was rhetorical as you couldn't let out anything but desperate pleads for him to fuck you. he grasps at your hips and begins plowing into you :(

his pace mean as he grunts and groans, slamming against you and panting like a wild animal in heat. your pussy becomes sloppy and needy, rubbing your clit with your digits, cheek pressed against the table, having you bent over and in a desperate, sticky state!!! he runs his hands down your thighs, definitely bound to be bruised from his hard grip. könig's tip nudges against your womb once last time before sputtering thick, hot and potent seed all inside your wetness, stuffing your pussy with his cum, letting it ooze out your pussy :(

#orla speaks #konig x you #konig x reader #cod konig #konig x reader smut #konig mw2 #konig call of duty #konig #könig call of duty #könig cod #könig x reader #könig mw2 #könig #konig x female reader #könig x fem reader #könig x y/n

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merakiui · 1 year

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MERA YOU HAVE SUCH A BIG BRAIN!! Your alpha akademiya student wanderer ramble in your tags got me worked up like 😩 pls talk more about your thoughts on it!! The absolute audacity of that man, istg >:(

I have so many thoughts to share omg!!!! >0<

(cw: yandere, very brief implied nsfw, abo/omegaverse)

His appearances for lectures were spotty and rare at best, but after he meets you and familiarizes himself with your scent he's always showing up for class, bright and early just to get that seat beside yours. He's committed your smell to memory, so it's like his little beacon he uses to guide himself through the Akademiya's labyrinthine halls when he's looking for you. He always joins you for tea or lunch (though "join" is a bit of a kind word; it's more like he invites himself, forcing himself between you and some friends or interrupting your solitude to sit near you and indulge in tea or chit-chat).

Wanderer is a nuisance, albeit an intelligent one. You ask him if he has anything better to do. Surely there's a paper he needs to write or research he needs to conduct. He always smiles with so much bright satisfaction; he's already finished all of his work, diligent as ever. You're not sure why he prefers to associate with you. It's no secret that he rarely socializes, choosing to keep to himself, always so wrapped up in solitude. Why he's suddenly wanting to be so friendly with you is beyond you, but he's not as annoying as other alphas you've encountered, most trying to persuade you to sleep with them because you're unmarked and so tempting. Wanderer seems to care less about second genders, grousing about how he has no interest in omegas or betas or alphas. Knowing he isn't here just to try to ruin your future is a relief, so you let him stay and eventually you become something akin to friends (though he's the type who is always rubbing his good grades and essay scores in your face because who else can he brag to if not to his (only) friend?)

Wanderer likes you; it's rather obvious, but then he has no intentions of hiding it. What he does hide is the obsession. Part of him knows it'll look really bad if you catch him while he's rifling through your drawers after coming to visit under the guise of helping you sort through some extensive research notes. While you're occupied and distracted, he's searching for your suppressants and anything else you use to mask your pretty scent. He knows it's wrong, but then is it really if he's planning ahead to keep you safe? The amount of alphas he's had to scare off is starting to annoy him. Can't they see you have no interest? Can't they see you're his? Though there isn't physical proof, there will be soon enough. This is for your safety, after all. Friends look out for each other, or that's what Lesser Lord Kusanali is telling him when he briefly mentions he's made an acquaintance with a fellow student.

Really, it's no surprise when you go into heat halfway through a busy day at the Akademiya. Wanderer would feel bad, but it's his fault for tampering with your medicine and sabotaging all other forms of contraception you might take for caution's sake. He's always around, even if you never see or smell him, and he swoops in just as you're on the verge of stumbling, catching you so very gracefully. There's an empty classroom nearby. Let him take care of you. You can't do much but follow instinct. Even the most rational of scholars are victims to the natural whims of biology. You're no different. And he smells so good and you're familiar with his scent and you trust him and he's your friend... Why wouldn't you accept his help when he's offering so kindly? He promises he'll be gentle, he won't bite your neck, and he won't cum inside or knot you.

But then Wanderer is also a liar, and you're the one he's wanted for months and months. Now he can finally have you.

#genshin chit chat #yandere scaramouche #yandere wanderer #tw: abo #tw: omegaverse

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wonderwomanfantasy · 10 months

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how do you feel about Miguel O'Hara. because personally...... I can't stop having ABO thoughts about him....

I am so normal about him I promise. famously so normal about superhero boys anyways.

First of all… he’s an Alpha obviously. His whole thing is leading his pack and taking control. Imagine that whole chase seen with miles but instead, it’s just him and he’s hunting you down so he can pin you down and fuck you >>>>

Also, did you see his Fangs? Imagine him borderline ripping your throat out every time he tries to mark you and god does he love to mark you, he loves leaving scars and marks all over your body so that everyone knows that you’re HIS omega. Not only does he mark you with his bites but also with his scent. It’s thick and masculine. Like cedar and smoke. Also old coffee but shh.

He can’t help but be paranoid about your safety. He’s already lost so much he can’t lose you too. It doesn’t matter how many times you tell him that everyone knows you’re his and that you’d never leave him. The thought of you with another alpha is almost worse than the thought of you dying to him. He can’t help but be greedy with you. Your time and your body.

Also, the breeding kink on this man is insane. He will be fucking your throat and pull out to finish inside your omega pussy because he’s that dedicated to knocking you up. His ruts are borderline deadly. He goes almost feral with his need to fuck you full of his cum. You will feel his dick in your fucking ribcage the way he fucks you. He can hardly speak he’s more just growling and snarling as he pins you to the floor and rips your clothes off with his teeth.

I imagine him to be the kind of Dom who loves rules. He has a million of them there's no way to keep track of them all, but that's kind of the point. He’ll take any excuse to punish you, even when you both know that you didn’t do anything wrong.

He loves to put you over his lap or his shoulder and smack your ass until you’re in tears. Or make you kneel at his legs and cock warm him with your mouth until your jaw aches. He pulls those fucking claws out and presses them into your skin. Not enough to cut you, but just enough to make you shudder. He loves to see that slight look of fear in your eyes. He likes knowing he can have his way with you, with his Omega, no matter what.

Afterward, he’s so sweet with his aftercare. He holds you close and mumbles sweet nothings into your ears, he speaks so softly to you, you can’t tell if he's speaking in English or Spanish. He’ll clean you up and take you to your nest so you can catch your breath. He asks if you want to be alone and breathes a sigh of relief when you say that you don’t, that you want him. If he had it his way he’d never leave your side. It means a lot that you want to hold him close even after he fucked you like you were a toy he was trying to snap in half.

He’d move heaven and earth if you asked him to. He’d break every rule in the book and throw caution to the wind to make you happy. Because you’re his omega and that means you’re everything to him.

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I want him so bad I'm sorry.

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara smut #miguel o'hara headcanons #alpha miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara drabble #accross the spiderverse #smut #fem reader #ABO #abo au #omegaverse

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novasdarling · 2 years

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Nobunaga abo hcs please? :D

Sure! I had another headcanons request for nobu but kinda combined them.

Headcanons

TW: Kidnapping, Noncon, Isolation, Could be seen as more female reader.

SFW

Nobunaga was relatively reserved. Not wanting to let others know too much about how he was feeling. This gets more difficult when he finds his darling. All he wants to do is talk to you or talk about you with anyone who will listen. Probably Uvogin.

He’s a stalker like most yandere’s, but he doesn’t do it for long before he acts. Taking you shortly after seeing you. No longer than two months, he just can't wait to have you in his arms. He knows going up to talk won't yield the same results. The only way to have you would be to take you. He’ll do it silently and quickly. In a way that doesn’t disturb you too much, or at all if possible. Even while kidnapping you, he still cares for your well-being.

Once he has you with him at home, he can be suffocating. Always wanting to be with you. Blind to the reality that you are his prisoner and not his lover. He would even try to turn down jobs where he could just to spend more time with you.

When he does have to go, he will always bring back gifts. Outfits, jewellery, things for hobbies. Anything to see you happy and not fighting him off.

He’s a sucker when it came to your smile. Making you happy was all he wanted, as long as it was with him. This could be a way where his darling could manipulate him, he's almost blinded by love. Chance is that he won't realize what you're up to until you actually get a good chance to run.

Nobunaga isn’t good at understanding your needs and wants. It’s a learning process, he tries, but a lot of the time what he does is out of his own want. His own desire to see you in a certain way, even if he’s being pushy.

He is terrified of losing his darling, the thought of it drives him crazy. If it wasn’t for his loyalty to the troupe, he would never leave their side.

NSFW

Doesn’t understand boundaries, after all, you two are in love. Lovers don’t keep themselves from each other. Especially sexually, in his mind, it's how lovers show their love to each other.

Wants you all the time, usually he’ll settle for kisses and touches though. Especially in the beginning simply because he wants you to warm up to him. Will be cuddling his darling from behind and then mindlessly start humping. Moaning in your ear when he cums his pants.

Pops a boner when he sees you smile or laugh, or even when you look so sweet when you're near him. He just can't help it, he loves and wants you so badly.

Is more of a soft dom, but very light on the dom part. It comes out mostly when he wants something or you pissed him off. Then he makes it very clear who he is to you and who you are to him.

Obsessed with kissing, could and may spend all day doing it. Trades things for kisses. Do you need him to open a jar? Sure, just give him a kiss and he’ll happily do it. Need a new winter coat? Well, why didn’t you say so, he loves shopping for you, but maybe a few kisses and he’ll let you have a say in what the style will be.

Typically, softer when you're more willing with him. He’ll shower you in love. As if he needs to prove to you that he loves you.

He feeds off of giving pleasure. Needs to have you crying out his name. Begging for him to stop cause it’s all too much after cumming so much. You'll feel him smile against your thigh before he goes back in.

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jinx-on-mars-19xx · 10 months

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Fae and Far Between

⚔️ All Previous Parts Here ⚔️

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: future ABO, Viking Col, fae Dom, Big Sad™️- I'm serious guys! Pain ahead!, waking up alone, depression, fear, physical violence (against Dom), threats of death, threats of war, desperate boys, surprise revelations, new hope, PTSD, panic, fear, missing each other, revelations of murder (past tense but a lot), trophies from a killer, more death threats, holding someone against their will, sexual assault threats ☠️ rating: mature (because of threats let's say verging on explicit to be safe) ☠️ ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

Kol'son woke with a start, he hadn't meant to fall asleep at all but there was something so comforting about being buried balls deep inside his lover that he couldn't help drifting off between rounds. He'd had a plan to bed the boy as many times as he could in the day they had left but at least they'd gotten a little rest to last them. Or so that's what he thought as he blinked his eyes open and took in the room that felt far too cold. It had been filled with warmth since the fae appeared even though he ran cooler than most. His fire lamps were out as he glanced around. He felt frozen, even his cock where it laid sticky with drying cum felt cold though it still should have been plugging his prince full. "Dom?" He asked softly but his stomach was already sick with the truth. There was no sign of his mate anywhere besides the drying fluids on his body and the tattered tunic on the floor. At least it seemed he'd taken his necklace and… and the fur he kept on his bed? How had he wriggled it out from below him?

That didn't actually matter, at least not in the moment. What mattered was that his thrall had decided to sneak away so they wouldn't have to see each other break and that wasn't fair. It wasn't just his choice. The chieftain growled as he pushed himself out of bed and found his clothes. He'd chase the fae down if he had to, he couldn't just run away and leave him without a farewell. For all the pain that welled in his chest that felt the worst. He wanted every moment he could get with his boy, he didn't care how much it destroyed him to watch him walk away. He could find him. He had to.

-An hour before-

Dom felt terrible sneaking out from his master's bed but he knew it was the only way they could truly part and do as they were supposed to, but the moment he was out the door he froze. The enemy clan was racing around about something, everyone was out in droves and it sent a wave of fear through him but… he had to leave. He could sneak around them all. He just knew it. Besides, they all thought he was a thrall, they wouldn't care what he was doing. He could always just say he was going to clean the fur his leader loved so much. Of course he only made it a few feet before he felt someone step on his second skin from behind him as if it were a fucking rug. A rage burned through him and he turned fast- coming face to face with the woman stealing his future. In the daylight she was still gorgeous but the evil was more evident. She matched her father. He dropped his eyes, trying to treat her as the queen he supposed she would be soon but it raised bile in his throat.

"Where are you going? I hope you're not trying to escape. That wouldn't be kind to your master." She purred and he swallowed his anger.

"No ma'am, I was simply going to wash 'is blanket. I'll be back before ya know it." He tried to keep his voice even instead of screaming at her like he was desperate to. He wouldn't cause more trouble for his lover. He just had to take solace in the fact he could still feel Kol'son's cum dripping down his thighs. He had him first. He had his heart forever.

"Hmm. Don't bother. He won't need that disgusting thing. I mean… when we're married. I don't like it. Just return to your chieftain and tell him daddy has to go home. He'll have to come to us. The rules are still the same but… something came up. Too bad too. He's pretty." Her whiny voice couldn't mask that she knew something she wasn't saying but when he looked up to meet her gaze her eyes were hard. Impenetrable.

Against all the knowledge in his mind telling him he could make everything so much worse he took a step closer, almost ready to fight the bitch stealing his life. He didn't blame her before but he certainly did now. She shouldn't have touched what's his. "I'm guessing you've always been told how beautiful you is, and tha's all you base ya life on. I ain't even gonna promise tha' won't last because maybe it will. But I can promise you- Kol will never look at you the way he does me." It was a simple insult but one he knew would get to her. What he wasn't expecting though was the slap across his face or the way she pushed him to the ground. He sat there, thankful to have fallen on his second skin where he had it wrapped around his shoulders and he took a breath, ready to get his ass kicked. He couldn't get his daidí in even more trouble.

"Excuse me, our chieftain wouldn't like you hurting what's his." He sighed when Aud stepped between them, a broom in her hands as if she'd use it to defend him. He was thankful for her but what he saw next almost took his breath away. Helga and a few of the other bed thralls that had hated him since the day he showed up joined her, standing between him and their soon to be queen.

"I don't think you want to do this girls. I could have you killed." Megna huffed and Liv laughed as she knelt down to help Dom up.

"You could try but you'd be amazed what men would forgive to keep their favorite cunt. Isn't that right Helga?"

The blonde winked, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger as she stepped even closer to the woman they were protecting him from. "Can you smell daddy on me, my queen? I know what he thinks about your happiness, do you really think he'd give me up for you? I made that man see heaven last night." Dom had never found himself so thankful these women were well trained whores because it truly seemed to make her think twice.

"It doesn't matter anyway. You'll see. This isn't over." She huffed but finally walked away when some of her clan called her near.

Aud came to Dom, the other girls stepping back and giving him pained smiles. Maybe they didn't like that he'd replaced them in Kol's eyes but for better or worse they all loved their leader and they didn't want to see him hurt. The only female friend he'd made besides Inga hugged him tight and the other girls stood guard as they cried silent goodbyes to each other. He couldn't make himself talk and she couldn't seem to either. Somehow they all just knew he was leaving. "Tom's waiting with Modig I think. I'll… gods. Why am I so choked up about a silly little bed thrall?"

Dom couldn't help but laugh and he kissed her cheek, finally making himself let her go. "Love you too Aud. Girls, fank you. I… I 'ope you'll take care of 'im for me." It broke his heart to say but at least he was more okay with the thought of them making love to his mate than that bitch. The devil you know- he supposed. He kissed both her cheeks and tried to bless her future in a way he'd heard about growing up before he turned and ran down the trail to the shore. Any moment his man could wake up and he didn't think he could leave him if he saw his face again.

It didn't take him long to find Tom waiting for him on the path but the hurt he could see etched on his face as well was almost too much. His kin had left his only home and followed Dom because they were like brothers but they'd been without for so long. They'd been wandering. This was the first place they'd found that could be a new home and it was hard for them both to leave it- for maybe a similar reason. Mod was behind the selkie, his eyes filled with tears but Tom's silver ones were just lost. The man didn't cry easily. He felt like he'd interrupted an intimate moment but he didn't know how to leave without making it more awkward. "I'm sorry." He whispered, taking a step back and he gave Modig a gentle nod. He would give them a moment to say their goodbyes before he would say his own to the halfling. Gods he'd miss him. As he started back on his way to the shoreline he heard the madman call out for him.

"Dom wait- I- shit I think I figured it out!"

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Kol was hit with a wave of confusion as he stepped outside his home. The place was quiet in a way it shouldn't be with an extra clan around. It didn't matter though, what was most important was finding his thrall and holding him until the moment they had to part. He might even bend him over his knee like he threatened for this. How dare he take his choice away. He spotted Inga and he raced for her, his heart in his throat as he stopped her from her chores. It was already dusk and he knew they didn't have long. He couldn't handle this. "Have you seen Dom?" He knew his voice was trembling but he couldn't help it. Everything was driving him mad.

"Breathe Feilan. He… I saw him- he went to the water." She sighed after a moment, wishing she could make everything better. She'd been trying so hard to figure out something to fix it all but she didn't think she had much. At least not in the way of proof- if anything she had rumors and fears but perhaps it was too late for anything else. "Kol'son, I need to speak with you. It's about your uncle." She explained, her own nerves putting a shake in her voice. She had always tried to love the man- they were kin after all but Bjørn had taken everything too far for the last time. She just hoped her nephew could believe her and stop what was happening before it got worse.

Kol'son furrowed his brow but shook his head. How could she worry about fucking Bjørn when he was running out of time with his lover? "Later okay? Find me later? I need- I have to- Fuck I swear I'll listen." He vowed before running away from her like he had when he was a child in trouble. She tried to call after him but nothing would stop him now. He had to find his boy. She'd fix it though, she'd figure out a way to fix it. She just had to.

The chieftain made it to the shoreline in record time but he didn't see his love anywhere. He didn't know how long he ran one way and then the other but there was no sign of him. The longer he looked the deeper his heart sank until it was so heavy it weighed him down and his knees buckled, taking him to the ground. "He was like this too. I mean, not as dramatic but… are you going to beg your gods to change fate?" He didn't normally attack his best friend but when he felt a palm on his shoulder he burned with so much anger he grabbed the madman's wrist and flipped him over. All the breath was knocked out of Mod's chest and he glared up at his kin but he didn't fight back. He knew the poor bastard was broken.

Kol scrambled to crawl above him, his heavy hands curling around his brother's neck but he didn't squeeze. "I already fucking did! They don't listen to me! Do they listen to you? You're a seer aren't you? Closer to them? Answer me Mod! How do I fix this?" His voice broke, he'd already screamed at his gods the night before and got no relief. He knew he wouldn't get it from trying to strangle his best friend either but part of him wanted the man to fight back. To hurt him.

Warm hands pulled his wrists until he wasn't choking the halfling but for just a moment the fae was holding him. "I can't fix it. I see… I saw death around him. I thought if he left it would go away and he'd be safe but Kol'son- I saw something else…" He trailed off and the leader knew it was serious. His brother never called him that, he wouldn't use his full name unless it was important.

He blinked the dirt from his eyes and sat back, completely ignoring where he was positioned above the man. They'd wrestled their whole lives, this was nothing new. "What?" He prompted as his friend pushed himself up a little, Mod's hands gently taking his inked forearms again. The guy was obviously terrified to speak.

"I felt life. New- um... new life." Mod tried to say simply but his brother was anything but that. The man was incredible at ignoring things he didn't think he could accept and he knew he'd have to explain better. "I had sensed it around him for a few days. Life and death, as if both were a possibility and I thought it was just… a flip of a coin but when I saw him earlier- the- the life was centered. It wasn't just a possibility anymore."

Kol had thought he was already scared enough, that there was no way he could be more frightened but- "No. You can't mean- it's too soon. Shut the fuck up!" Before he could stop himself he was backhanding the halfling, the man he trusted most in this world besides Dom. Someone pulled him off before he could do more damage and when his gaze cleared he saw two men he barely recognized.

"Stop fighting those you trust most. You know the truth already. We're only here to help." The one with a shaved head said as Kol pulled away and stood, brushing himself clean.

"Who the fuck- wait- you look like Dom." He growled, stepping closer to the dark haired newcomer. His lips and eyes were lined in darkness and he knew without asking who he was facing. The fae who'd been busy this whole time- "Ådam."

"Yes. I don't know what my kin said of me but I've been trying to help fix this since I heard Benji talking to Mod about it. I don't just abandon my family."

Kol'son arched a brow but he didn't say anything. He just hoped the creatures around him had some saving grace. "I'm not related to the forest clan but- these two are and through your family it seems…" Both men looked to Mod with a soft look as if the chieftain wasn't the only one about to get news. "Your aunt was mated to the forest king's sibling. Though he's been lost for many years they still care for her. Through Modig you are connected to them and they wish to help. There aren't as many as there once was but they number enough to help you win this war. As long as you wed the siren and accept the clan as family. They wish for both Mod and Dom to be seen as your equals and if so- they will call you brother. They don't want any part of your land, they just want peace which they'll never have with only humans who wish to steal our magic."

Kol didn't know which part hit hardest, that the man he called brother was truly his kin by blood, that he knew what Dom truly was, or that with the fae he could win the war. Whatever he was about to say was interrupted by a sound behind them from the water. He turned fast, all his blood rushing from shock as he watched a seal he knew he'd seen a million times… open? There was a shine of small lights in the air around it but as it pulled itself on land a- a human stepped out. No, not a human. Tom. Kol'son knew when all of this was said and done he'd pass out from too much information and it didn't get better when his friend- his cousin ran for the man that the seal just birthed but he knew better. The seal hadn't birthed anything. The fae was the animal.

He'd heard stories of different magical creatures all his life that he had trouble believing but all at once he was faced with so much truth. Dom was a seal that he was sure he'd pet before, his sea friend that he treated like a pup and the fur that he had been gifted one day was the only reason the boy had come to him. Gods, the fur he'd wiped cum on more times than he could count was his lover's second skin. But- there were more important things. He was pretty sure.

Tom walked up to him looking grumpy and scared. The first was normal but the second was new. The fae was always pissed off. "Did he find you?" Tom huffed, pulling his fur over his bare shoulder. No wonder they'd both been naked when he met them. Fuck he had to focus.

"Who?"

"Dom you fucking-" The fae took a breath and poked him in the chest. "He went to find you to tell you he was with child. Mod saw it." While Kol knew already there was something terrifying about someone saying it so flat out and he felt his knees go weak.

"No. I… Mod just told me. I didn't see him when I-" The fear in his soul tripled. If Dom had gone back but they didn't pass each other then where was he?

"Chief. You know what else I saw." The seer whispered, even he sounded truly scared. "Would they take him?"

Kol'son wanted to deny it but he knew better. Harald wanted to destroy his happiness and he'd already promised to give Dom to someone else. He'd said he would give them the day but obviously something had changed. So much had changed. Gods it wasn't just his lover he had to find. It was his child. He had a child. He didn't have time to think through his answer, anything had to be better than what was happening and the fae promised he got to keep Dom. "Tell your master yes, my cousin and my mate will be my equals and I would welcome his help to save the next in line. We must save Dom. I… I have to go. Meet me there?"

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Dom had searched the whole village for his lover. He didn't know what they would do to save their people but he couldn't leave without at least telling Kol the truth. His palm dropped and pet over his belly as he wandered past the huts he knew. He knew logically they were still only starting to form but it didn't matter- he couldn't stop touching them. It was his only part of Kol he had left. There were a few rooms he hadn't checked yet and he hoped perhaps he'd find his master either in his parent's room or talking with his uncle. He tried the latter first, and as he stepped through the door the place was exactly as he thought it would be. A drunken bear's hideaway. It was covered in trinkets from fights he'd won- little things that made him feel like a big strong man. What caught his eye most was an armband much like what Kol'son wore around his arm but the letters read something slightly different. He knew from what little he'd learned to read of their language that it was the old chieftain's. It was something Bjørn could obviously possess as a family keepsake but the blood he found on it made him shiver. Was it a way to keep his brother's memory alive or…

"You shouldn't touch what isn't yours boy. My nephew hasn't taught you shit. You like my trophies though?"

Dom startled at the voice behind him and he turned fast but his fur was jerked from his hold. He felt naked in front of the man, clad only in the shift dress around his hips but the Bastard stared at him as if he could see through it. "Trophies?" He couldn't help but ask.

"From my kills. I keep something from every battle I win. I suppose you'll do for my newest, they promised I'll get you." Bjørn grinned down at him and he shivered under the glare, stepping back and trying to get away but the man had his fur.

He couldn't even process the rest of the threat, he was still stuck on something he couldn't understand. "But… tha's your brother's?" He tried for time and the bastard laughed.

"I thought with his wife gone he'd get himself killed sooner. She was an accident of course but… I don't like people telling me 'no', especially women." He paused, giving Dom a once over that turned his stomach. "I had to take care of my brother myself and now his fucking brat. All I ever wanted was to be the ruler here and now I will be. I don't know why that stupid Feilan would pick you over her but now I get you both. They'll kill the first son and with it that whole stupid line, leaving me in charge finally. Thanks to Harald our people won't even think twice." Dom knew he must be absolutely shit faced and so proud of himself if he was spilling so much but at the thought of losing Kol he placed his hands over his stomach protectively. Probably the dumbest thing he could do.

"Please-" He whimpered as he stepped back and tripped over a chest, falling on his ass but he still tried to scramble away.

"Looks like I have one more to snuff out before I get to lead. Too bad, I wanted to take you apart more slowly." The bastard purred, reaching to grab his ankle and tug. In the next moment he pulled so rough Dom's head caught hard against something wooden and sharp and he felt a warm trickle of blood before the room went hot and dark around him. No matter how hard he fought he couldn't stop himself from passing out and the last thing he saw was Bjørn undoing his own pants. "I suppose I can have a little fun first though, see what the fuss is about- siren bitch." And the room went black.

Author's Note/Tags: @manicpixiedreamb0y @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @cole-way-iero28 @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

I know it's a LOT but we're almost done with the Big Bad™️ Just trust me okay? I swear it will get better soon! 🖤☠️

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gabessquishytum · 1 year

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I have more omegaverse thoughts!! In no particular order have a brain dump of ideas that are free real estate

Hob is starting to go into heat but it’s the date of one of their centennial meetups and he can’t miss it. Dream doesn’t understand why everyone in the bar is giving them the side eye (it’s Hob - he smells like sweet fertile omega) And Dream can morph his form into anything. So he morphs it into one of an Alpha for Hob.

Dream has been visiting Hob more lately. Just popping into his life at random times. He goes by the university but Hob isn’t there. So he appears in his apartment. Hob is in the height of a heat. Fingers and toys buried deep but it’s not.enough. And there is Dream watching him. Curious at his friend. Curious enough to just insert his hand into Hob’s hole without prompting or asking.

(Hear me out here) Hob is an alpha in physiology. But he only truly likes to get fucked by other alphas and always considered himself much more submissive and omega-like in personality and in bed.

1489 Hob very specifically asks, “What do I have to do?” When questioning Dream about why he’s immortal and who Dream is. What if instead of saying he has to do nothing but meet every 100 years Dream decides to get greedy. What does Hob have to do? Be his omega. Satisfy his ruts. Present for the nightmare king.

Whoops! Dream didn’t realize he has all the parts of an alpha and Hob is in heat and it triggers a rut. Queue rough claiming needy Dream just taking Hob in a haze of sex

Whooooops Dream and Hob fucked dirty in 1389 or 1489 and Dream imprinted on/marked/claimed (whatever flavor of omegaverse you want to go with here) Hob. So now Hob is tied to a man he only sees every 100 years who doesn’t even realize what he did.

Intersex omegaverse Hob via reality bending Dream. He’s got a leaking hole that can be plugged for days. He’s also got a cock that can plug up Dream. Hell they could do both simultaneously when Dream gets creative about it.

Can go opposite and have Dream be the omega - have Hob unable to resist him. Dream on his back begging for relief (something he never thought he would do) Letting Hob be the one to fill him through every round of heat.

Omegaverse royalty AU - Dream is the prickly prince who is required to bond to ascend the throne in the kingdom. So queen night and king time hold a ball (or a selection?) to find potential mates. Queue sweet Hob Gadling a peasant who has no business mating with the prince doing exactly that much to everyone else’s surprise. &/or you could also go the route of accidentally slept with the servant and knocked them up. Whoopsie. Idk basic tropes are fun to play with here.

Pure smut - Hob just imagines a knot and Dream wants to give him everything he wants. So he gives himself a knot mid-fuck into Hob. But Hob wasn’t expecting that and isn’t relaxed enough when it appears. So Dream has to coax his large knot already swollen slowly into Hob. The stretch of it burns slightly but Hob has never been so satisfied. There he plugs him up and keeps Hob on his swollen cock for hours. Filling him with more cum every round.

I’m sure I have way more thoughts but this was my initial brain dump to hopefully help inspire you even juuuuust a little. 🤞

-🫀

I think we should kiss. Passionately. In the rain. This is SO good. Seriously, you're an absolute inspiration and I'm happy to report that the abo fuckfest has begun in my Google docs and I have already incorporated a couple of these incredible, delicious, FANTASTIC ideas.

I'm so weak for alpha x alpha btw, so thank you for reminding me that that is a thing. Alpha Hob taking a knot from Alpha Dream? I'm going to make it happen. When I've finished what I'm working on right now 😏😏

#🫀 anon #dreamling #nsft #the sandman #cw omegaverse

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Instinct - Part 5

Summary: Omegas were rare. Some even thought them extinct. So when Boba contacts Din saying he has a gift Din can’t refuse, the last thing he expects to find is an omega in need of an alpha. Din has to make the hard decision, but what else was he really doing anyways? But naturally, there’s more to this omega than meets the eye.

Pairing: Din Djarin x female!reader

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, torture, and trafficking; ABO dynamics, smut, explicit, p in v sex, unprotected cause ABO, some blood and injury sort of, language, knotting.

A/N: This one’s kinda short, but I needed to split it from the next part since important stuff happens in the next one and that needed to happen in its own chapter.

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It’s rather crude really, the sounds echoing in the room. Neither of you care, but if someone were unlucky enough to walk past the door, it wouldn’t be hard to imagine what was going on inside.

Of course to you, it was entirely natural. Driven by instinct, both of you lost to the animalistic part of your brains. Uncontrollable need to fulfill what your bodies needed.

Mate. Mate. Mate.

It was like a mantra, flowing between you to settle deep where you were connected. Drawing forth a carnal need for each other. Neither of you would be recognizable to those on the outside. Those who didn’t know. Wanton, aggressive, brutal. Yet you moved like you’d done it a thousand times. It was like a dance, a practiced routine to a song only they could hear. Graceful, despite neither of you having ever done it before.

Bodies moving, hips grinding, hands bruising. Sweat slicked skin sliding together, legs shaking. Whining, moaning, growling. It’s like an animalistic ritual dance, only to be shared between two.

There’s blood on the sheets.

It had come from your shoulder. Teeth had torn into your skin, breaking the scabs when he’d knotted you the first time. Your thighs are wet to the knee with a mix of cum and slick. His own thighs are damp with it too. He’s too distracted to notice.

His eyes are on you. He can’t help himself, letting his palm drag along the curve of your spine as you arch against him. There’s bruises on your hips in the shape of his hands, the places he’d held you up, holding on for dear life.

It had been almost four days.

He was aware enough of the days, how much of them you’d spent fucking. Moments of true clarity were rare. Only after he’d knotted you, aware enough to feed you as your bodies relaxed enough to let you get sustenance. It never lasted long.

Always you would be waiting, ass in the air when he came back from placing the dishes in the hall, slick dripping down your thighs, begging him with needy whines.

He couldn’t say no.

You’re close now, moaning his name like a prayer as he ruts into you. He offers no mercy, fucking you just as hard as he had the first day. You’re slick and warm and so tight. Still, after taking countless knots, you gripped him like a vice.

He groans, bending over you as you tighten around him. His hand tangles in your hair, pulling it away from your face so he can see you. Your mouth is open, lips parted as you moan and whine incoherently. He leans closer, hitting a different angle as he presses his chest to your back.

“Gonna cum, omega? Gonna cum for me?” He growls, biting at your lips.

You whine, canting your hips back into his as much as you can. “Alpha!”

The sound is long and drawn out, the title sending shivers down his spine. He’s close too, his cock swelling, but he’d let you cum first. He always did.

“So kriffing tight. So perfect for me, omega.” A string of curses leaves his lips as you flutter around him, body shaking as you cum.

He pushes his knot into you, grinding a last few thrusts before he cums, his knot catching as he pumps you full again. He can imagine it, you swollen with his pups. He’d fill you over and over again until he had an entire army of pups. His own pack. His own family.

He cums again, burying his face in your shoulder as he continues to release inside you. You’re panting beneath him, still shaking from the aftershocks of your own orgasm.

*****

The explosions are loud in your ears. The ground is shaking, the sounds of blaster fire getting closer and closer. Gloved hands grab you, lifting you off the floor. You’re forced onward, half dragged towards the waiting ships.

“No!” You cry as you’re forced onto the ship, clinging desperately to the hands shoving you in. “I’m not leaving you.”

“Go!” You can hear the desperation in your mother’s voice. “We’re right behind you.” Your mother cups your face, streaking dirt across your cheek. “We’ll see you soon.”

Your parents disappear as the ramp closes, the ship shuddering as it lifts into the air. Arms wrap around you, pulling you closer to the other three bodies on the ship. The four of you huddle together, seeking comfort from each other. Concordia. That was where you were going. That was where it was safe.

Bright light shines into the front window of the ship, the droid piloting you whirring in panic as the ship begins to shudder, something pulling you in.

Your body jerks as you’re pulled from the dream. It’s warm in the room, the pale blue sky in the window telling you it was past morning. You let your eyes close again, taking deep breaths as you try to calm your racing heart. You pull the arm around you closer, pressing back into the body behind you. Not that you could really get any closer, but you need his comfort. You need him to remind you it was in the past. You had moved on from that.

You were safe.

“How long have you been having them?”

His voice is soft, unmodulated. He sounds just as tired as you feel. You can’t help but wonder if he got any rest at all.

“Since the suppressants wore off.” You answer, fingers twitching against his where they’re laced together. “They’re always of that night. The night of the Purge.”

“Tell me about it.” He says, lips brushing your shoulder.

“We had a plan.” You start. “As soon as the Empire invaded, they knew they’d go after us first. The plan had been in place since the start of the Civil Wars. Slowly they started sending omegas off to Concordia, where there were still alphas. Where we would be safe. But they couldn’t go fast enough. Too many ships at once would draw too much attention. I was on the last ship to make it off Mandalore. They hit us first. Bombed the temple. We knew there was no help coming. There were four of us. They managed to save four of us, loaded us on a ship. My mother said they’d be right behind us, but I knew. I knew I’d never see them again. Even if we had made it to Concordia, they were gone.”

“What happened to you? I was on Concordia when it happened. We waited for any ships that would come, but none came.” He says, tightening his grip on you.

“I don’t even know if we made it out of the atmosphere. The Empire was there, waiting. They pulled us in, onto one of their light cruisers. I don’t remember much of what happened next.” You say, almost too quickly. “Somehow I was picked up by smugglers. Then Boba and Fennec found me.”

“I’m sorry.” He says, nosing at the mark on your shoulder. “I wish you would have made it.”

“I might have never met you.” You say, wanting to roll over to look at him, but you can’t bring yourself to move. “There would have been no guarantee you would have been my alpha. I hate that things happened the way they did. But I wouldn’t change how they’ve turned out so far.”

He gently turns you, careful not to jostle you too much. He was sore, so he knew you had to be feeling it. Almost five days, your heat had lasted, almost five days straight of fucking with little reprieve but to eat occasionally. You had to be hungry too. Omegas ate a lot anyway, more than alphas. He remembered feeding you, using the rations and occasionally the droid. But you would get hungry again soon, if you weren’t already.

He stares down at your face. You look tired, but no doubt he does as well. You look utterly beautiful to him, though. Sure, it was likely your new bond, and the fact you’d spent almost five days doing nothing but fucking, but something between you had changed. All doubts he’d had before, all worries, were now gone. He felt...comfortable. Even naked, literally naked, he felt no shame, no need to hide himself.

He leans down to kiss you. Your fingers tangle in his hair, holding him in place. Your kisses are soft, reassuring. Your scents are meshed together, mixing into a delicious cocktail. It’s perfect, he thinks, right here, right now. Everything he didn’t know he wanted, everything he didn’t know he needed.

He wraps an arm around you, rolling himself over onto his back. You flop against his chest with a groan, stiffening a bit under his hands.

“You alright?” He murmurs against your lips, smoothing his hands along the curve of your spine.

“Sore.” You respond, kissing him again.

He hums, nipping at your lips. “I’ll run you a bath. Get the droid to bring us some food.” He slides his hands up until he’s cupping your face. “How does that sound?”

You lean into his touch, practically purring like a little loth cat. “Sounds good, alpha.”

His alpha all but growls contently hearing the title from your lips. He’d heard it almost non-stop during your heat, but now it was different. He was your alpha. He kisses you once, twice more before gently maneuvering you back onto the bed so he can slide out from under you. He pulls on his pants, forgoing his helmet as he sticks his head out the door to address the droid that had been planted there for the last few days.

You’re spread out on the bed, looking like a dream. Your hair is mussed and tangled, but it still frames your head where you lay against the pillows. The sheets are pushed down to your waist, leaving your top half bare. There’s bite marks littered across your skin, the one on your shoulder red and inflamed from all the times he’d sunk his teeth into it. Your lips are swollen and kiss-bitten, your nipples looking the same. He traces the lines of marks down until they disappear under the sheet. You’re staring at him, eyes hooded as he so obviously ogles you.

He has to tear himself away before he pounces on you again. He’d love to, but he knew you had to be sore. He starts a bath, making sure it’s warm enough, before he approaches the bed again.

The sheet has fallen to cover no more than one of your legs as you stretch. You have your back turned to him, pert little ass on display. There’s bite marks on both of your cheeks, right in the center of each. He licks his lips as he slips his arms under you, pulling you up against his chest. You squeak, wrapping your arms around his neck.

You nuzzle against his throat, nipping gently at the skin. He lets out a low growl in warning, his grip tightening just a little on you. You purr, licking at the skin.

“Easy, omega.” He murmurs, sitting you on the edge of the tub.

You let out a quiet sound, still holding onto him. He tests the water, making sure it’s warm enough but not too hot. “Join me?” You whisper, nuzzling your face against his scent gland. You already smelled like him, more like him than yourself, but you can’t get enough of his scent.

He lifts you into the tub, pulling back to strip off his pants before climbing in behind you. He sinks into the spacious tub, pulling you back against his chest. You relax against him, pressing as close as you can. He takes a moment, enjoying the feeling of you against him. It had been so long since he’d allowed someone so close. Even then, he had hardly removed his armor. To have someone pressed against his skin, completely vulnerable, it was strange. He felt...naked. He was, but more than just physically.

Your fingers trail down his arms, palms pressing against his. “What are you thinking about?” You murmur, bending back to try and look up at him.

He pushes you forward gently, grabbing a cloth and some soap. “You’re the first person to see me like this since I was a kid.”

“What, without the helmet?”

“Without all of it.”

“You’ve never been naked in front of someone before?” You turn to look at him in disbelief. “Have you ever...” You gesture ambiguously with your hands. “Before?”

“Once.” He says, turning you back around so he can rinse the soap from your back. “It was a long time ago. It...was necessary.”

“Oh.” You turn to face him, the water sloshing a bit with the movement.

“Does that...upset you?”

You shake your head. “No, no. I’d be more worried that you were upset about me.”

He frowns, sitting up so you’re almost face to face. He tilts your chin, forcing you to look at him. “What happened in your past happened. I’m more upset that they did that to you. I would track every last one of them down if I could. Make them feel what it was like, being forced against your will.”

Your eyes shine as you look up at him. “You would do that for me?”

He nods, swiping his thumb across your jaw. “Of course. I’d take Boba with me. I’m sure he’s got a few methods up his sleeve.”

A smile cracks your face, before it falls. “We have to face them again, don’t we?”

He nods. “Yeah. Even if we try to hide, Boba is bound to break in eventually to check on you.” He begins scrubbing the front of your body, careful of your shoulder. “It’s strange. I heard so many horror stories about him in the Guild, from quarries, even just in passing. How ruthless and brutal he could be. But what he did for you...it’s hard to believe.”

You shrug. “You should ask him about what he did to the man they kept alive.” You wince a bit as he cleans your thighs. “Maybe there is a little instinct in there. I mean, if he’s a perfect genetic replication, and unaltered, they couldn’t have gotten rid of it completely. They say any Mandalorian, even foundlings, can learn to wake their alpha. There has to be some echo of it in there. Or maybe it’s just...a Mandalorian thing. Mandalorians are all about family, right? I mean, it’s in the Creed. Maybe it’s just some base level instinct in all who are raised in it.”

Din puts a hand on your head, giving you a look. “You got a lot going on in there for someone who just spent the last few days fucking.”

You grin. “I spent eight years not thinking. Boba says I’m trying to catch up.”

He shakes his head, turning you. “I need to wash your hair.”

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@donttamethebeasts, @unicorntrooper, @spacecluster

#the mandalorian #the mandalorian fic #din djarin #din djarin fic #abo #din djarin x reader #din x reader #the mandalorian x reader #mando x reader #star wars #star wars fic #alpha din

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neet-elite · 1 month

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So I’ve messaged before about your Alex five, but I was rereading your puppy Sam fic and it got me thinking about a puppy girl farmer. Like, puppy girl farmer in heat and poor Sam has to call out of work and stay the week because he can’t leave that sweet girl to suffer. Brief moments of domestic bliss when they stop for a snack or water, completely overshadowed by her primal need to be bred and his lovesick need to give her what she wants. It’s unclear who is more eager, the puppy hybrid or the puppy like man??? Thank you for listening to this ramble, your fic melted my brain a bit.

you don't understand just how BADLY i wanna write an ABO heat fic... and i think sam is the perfect candidate for it!!

something about his puppy attitude meshing well with a puppy reader... how they'd both be little love sick dogs that rely on their more primal instincts rather than anything else. that, and i think sam has the stamina to keep up with an in heat puppy girl!!! he might be shooting blanks eventually, but he's fucked his fist enough times into overstimulation territory that it's really no big deal to him; he'll keep going so long as you keep whining for more <3 and, i think deep down, sam is such a family man... he couldn't think of anything better than knocking you up during your first proper heat with him as a show of how much he loves you </3 won't shut up about giving you pups, mounting you like he was in heat rather than the other way round. brain turned off, drool pouring from his mouth and onto your back, scratching up your sides as his nails dig in to try and gain purchase enough to give you another load but he's so sweaty and panting that he keeps slipping and he's whining just as much as you because he needs to fuck you. can't stop his hips from moving, frankly. like it's all he was put on earth to do, to help you through your heat and to impregnate you like how your howling for.

he'd spend the nights with you fucking you on every surface he can, cum gushing from your hole as he refuses to stop humping into you. carrying you from room to room, cock still warming inside your cunt in an effort to not let a single drop go to waste. he just wants to make you happy </3 and, more selfishly, to see your tummy round with his pups </3

#💌mail #need primal abo fucking like STAT #nasty gross no thoughts fucking

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sakumasmut · 1 year

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Alpha!Rei and Alpha!Koga x Omega!Gn Reader Ramble

tags/warnings: reader has two holes, abo, breeding, anal sex, biting, knotting, double penetration

Imagine being in a relationship with Koga, but one day you go into heat while Koga is out working a job. You’re sobbing, begging for an alpha, and then Rei happens upon your trembling form, just begging for an alpha to come and knot you. He knows that Koga wants to make you his mate, but you’re so full of desire…Rei can’t help but try and ease your pain. Nevermind his own tucked away desire for you.

He fingers your soaked hole, scissoring you open even though your slick is more than enough to get you wet. While you moan, he dials up Koga and lets him hear your cries and pathetic begging noises. After Koga gets to hear your pleas for him, Rei adds on that if he doesn’t get here soon Rei will knot you and knock you up for himself. It’s mostly a threat to make sure Koga gets here asap, but Rei wouldn’t mind taking you for himself either.

He intended to only use his fingers on you, but you’re still so needy even after making a mess on his hand. You keep grinding against his palm, begging for more, and Rei, as good as his self control is, decides he may as well help you out completely. He pushes his slick covered fingers into you anal hole, and spreads you open to get ready for him. Turns out he didn’t even need to do that either, because your body soon gushes out more slick from your other hole. It’s a huge turn on, and Rei’s inner alpha claws out, unable to wait to plunge into your ass. His cock frees itself from his pants and he practically slams himself into your ass. You cry from the sudden penetration, but it’s mixed with the pleasure you’re chasing desperately.

The entire time he fucks you roughly, you’re begging for more, because you know him fucking your ass will barely satiate your needs. Your other hole keeps clenching around nothing, even as you orgasm over and over. Even when Rei growls and pushes his knot into your tight ass, the heat in your body isn’t going down, and you know you need someone to knot you and fill your womb with seed, but Rei won’t do that, not when Koga wants to do that himself.

That’s when Koga finally bursts in, more than angry that Rei has been touching his omega. Of course, he feels terrible he was away when your heat started, but he’s going to make up for that now. Rei’s knot is still stuck in place inside your ass, and though he only pleasured your other hole with his fingers, it’s puffy and swollen just from how wet you are. Rei wraps his arms around your abdomen and pulls you towards his chest, letting your legs spread for Koga to mount immediately, saving his snarling for later as he focuses on making you his. You sob, finally getting what you need as your cunt clenches around his cock. Koga pounds you with no mercy, howling loud enough for people to hear and saying how he’ll stuff you with his pups. All you can do is agree with everything he says. You want his seed, his kids, his knot—absolutely everything will leave you a wreck.

Rei watches and breathes heavily against your ear as Koga continues pounding your omega hole, your sobs for an alpha making something stir inside him. He’s a bit jealous that Koga gets to claim you, especially since you’re almost certainly going to get pregnant and be marked as his mate, and feels his cock harden again, so he thrusts up as much as he can while still knotted inside you. What if he could be your alpha too? Why can’t he also get you pregnant with pups? He inhales your pheromones as Koga plugs you up and shoots spurts of his seed straight into your womb.

They both wait until you’ve all calmed down and their cum has settled inside you before talking. The two alpha’s cocks are still inside you, and neither want to give you up, so you suggest they share instead. What better way to ride out your heat than being fucked twice as much? Though Koga grumbles a bit, he obliges since he wants to make you happy. He and Rei both sink their fangs into different sides your neck at the same time, making you belong to both of them. Now that they’ve both claimed you though, Rei pops his knot out to push into your other hole and join Koga, wanting to start work on you bearing his kids. Needless to say, the two UNDEAD members won’t be taking their hands off you until you’re completely filled.

#enstars smut #ensemble stars smut #rei sakuma smut #koga oogami smut #nsft es!!

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