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König smutty Drabble:
18+ MDNI, as if my whole blog. NSFW CONTENT AHEAD. Somno, Somnophilia, sleepy sex, masturbation mention
He’s too tired and falls asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow.
It was a long mission, longer than any other so far. You’re not mad. You’re glad he’s able to sleep, that’s healthy, it’s good.
But you’re just so damned horny.
You slip in your headphones and bring up your favourite audio erotica VA and slide over to the far side of your super king bed.
You get off a few times to the filth pouring in your ears. Trembling so hard you worry you’ll wake him.
But you finish up after over an hour of audio and multiple orgasms. You clean up in the bathroom and slip back into bed.
Kö stirs as you settle, pulling your back flush against his chest as he nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck.
You’re drifting off as a large, warm hand palms your breast and the rather obvious press of Kö’s erection against your ass. You groan and arch into his touch, grinding back against his cock.
In minutes you’ve fumbled around, moving your hips to accommodate him.
You’re gushing on his cock as he pounds up into you from behind as you work your clit. It’s ecstasy as you clench around his thick length.
He comes hard inside you with a low whine and you see stars as you plummet into the depths of yet another orgasm.
You’re left panting and whining as you feel his spend leaking from your cunt as he slowly softens within you.
“Need to get up Biene, or I’m going to fall asleep.”
You peel yourself away, peeing and cleaning up before settling back down into bed with your love.
“So,” he grumbles sleepily, “How did that start?”
“What?” You ask, incredulous.
“Well, I woke up with my tip pressing into you,” he says with a blush prickling over his cheeks.
You balk as you realise he was asleep for most of the build up, a dash of shame dampening your mood.
“Fuck, I thought you were awake the whole time,” you admit as you chew on your bottom lip, “sorry Kö.”
“Sorry? No don’t be sorry that was so good,” he hums as his eyes flutter shut, “Was very sexy to wake up to.”
You shake your head, snuggling in closer as you try not to overthink it all.
Maybe you need to discuss somnophilia more firmly with him now. Because that was really fucking hot.
(shout out to this happening almost word for word the other night to me listening to Badjhur audio 🫠)
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scara-meow-che · 1 year
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then they were roommates ┃ sweet deception with thoma
CW. NSFW (MDNI), afab! reader with no set of pronouns, roommate! thoma, use of sedatives, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it!), pervert! thoma, noncon, he takes pics of you, male masturbation, pervert and a bit ooc thoma ♥︎
AN. another reposted work. i promise that i'd be posting new ones soon <3 just a little more from my part on actually editing the drafts that i have here but anyway, enjoy our ooc pervert, roomie thoma!
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thoma is the sweetest roommate you’d ever ask for!
besides the fact that he constantly reminds you of the tasks you have absentmindedly forgotten or prepares breakfast in the morning, he also helps you with your projects whenever he has some time to spare.
you also want to take note of the tea he always makes!
“hey thoma! you haven’t told me what brand this tea is.”
the weekend had just arrived and you were left sprawled in the comforts of your blankets while watching another rom-com with thoma. he was laid adjacent to your side, the two loveseats occupied by your tired bodies.
“silly, how many times do i need to tell you that i handmade this! you can help me pick up the ingredients tomorrow morning if you want,” thoma offers with a smile. he can see how you immediately perked up in interest, nodding your head in agreement. “well, just make sure that you sleep early now since i often leave around 5.”
and he hears you grunt afterward.
“come on now, you wouldn’t miss an opportunity like this, yeah?” he encourages you, standing up from his seat. he eyes you, taking a huge sip of your tea before dropping down the cup on the nearby table. he shudders, a satisfied sigh escaping his lips before he reaches out both his hands to help you stand up.
as you do, you can feel your body slipping into a relaxed state, almost stumbling and falling back into the seat. but thoma was fast and had an arm wrapped around your body, gently cradling you in his warmth.
“easy now,” he mumbles. it felt quite nice to be wrapped in his embrace as the nature of his being caring seeps through while he guides you to your room. “getting sleepy now, aren’t you?”
you hummed, feeling the softness of your blanket caressing your skin as thoma gently lays you down on your bed. as each second passes by, you find your eyes can barely keep themselves open. and before you were consumed by sleep, you can hear the faint whisper from your roommate, a sweet smile etched on his face.
“sweet dreams f/n.”
it was truly sweet, thoma had always been like this every day and you barely notice the patterns. he is someone so kind, dependable, selfless, and caring so you trust him. there’s never a reason to doubt him, not when he had you gullible just as he wanted to.
don’t get him wrong but thoma genuinely cares for you. he likes you, a lot. but the intensity of his emotions quickly becomes too much for him to handle. you were so pretty, so perfect in his eyes that he can’t help but give you what he thinks you’d want, what you’d like, what you’d find worthy of your affection.
but he thinks that fucking you when you’re asleep is something you wouldn’t approve of.
when he sees the steady motion of your chest, lungs pumping air in and out of your relaxed and vulnerable state, he’s quick to adjust your body, letting you lie flat on your back and your legs pressed on each side. you’ve always looked beautiful to him, no matter what you wear, no matter how unkempt your hair was.
and he finds you most beautiful spread out like this for him to take. an angel you are in his eyes.
he groans when he feels his cock ache inside his tight pants. you’re just that perfect, fuck, he’s so damn lucky that he’s the one who gets to share this apartment space with you and not just a random bastard who wouldn’t treat you like he does.
he just hope you wouldn’t find out the debauched person he can be.
thoma wants to put all the blame on you. you should be held accountable for how adorable you are, and how your beaming eyes always had him hooked whenever you tell him what happened in uni. you should know that he’s utterly smitten from how much you cling to him, trusting him to the point where you don’t even notice that the tea he makes was the very reason why he had you pressed down like this.
of course, he wouldn’t dare hurt you. he’s not an asshole who just takes advantage of you like this and ends up hurting you in any way or form. thoma would spend the time preparing you, holding you, and pleasing you before he could even please himself.
as he had your legs spread open, he would gently remove your pants, revealing you in your underwear. he finds it cute how you wear this particular pair every weekend, the soft pastel red cotton undies he always love!
then he would notice how you’d shiver, feeling the cold gust of wind welcoming your flushed skin. thoma would cover you up with the blanket he made for you, smiling as he remembers how you were elated to receive this from him.
as he provides you a source of warmth, he would continue and leave kisses on your thighs, his large hands pressing down to spread your legs wider. he dares not leave any hickeys, as much as his mind tells him to mark you already. he can do that later when you’re finally sober enough to know what the hell he’s doing.
after leaving feather-like kisses on both your thighs, thoma would press two of his fingers between your clothed cunt, sliding up and down your slit. he can hear the gentle hums of satisfaction escaping your lips.
“even when you’re in deep sleep, you’ve always loved being pleasured like this, huh?” he whispers, putting in some pressure that the tip of his finger glides down your clit. “we wouldn’t want to mess this though,” he adds before he hooks two of his fingers to the band of your underwear and slowly pulls it off your body.
with your lower half exposed for his eyes to feast on, thoma almost came at the sight of your cunt slightly shimmering from your slick. he curses under his breath, impatient because he just wants to shove his cock but had put an immense focus so to mentally stops himself.
before he even loses control, he moves his head down and has his lips close in your cunt. he hums, satisfied, tasting you as his tongue laps up and down your clit. he can finally taste you, so sweet against the sensitive flesh of his mouth. you were addicting, thoma can’t help but give your pussy lips a kiss before he had his whole mouth sucking on your poor cunt.
he felt your thighs occassionally close back from the sensation, your eyebrows furrowing that your sleep-induced state tries to focus on the pleasurable feeling you’re receiving between your legs.
“you’re so damn cute,” thoma mutters before he goes back on assaulting your sensitive clit. he wants to hear you moan, to hear you whimper about how good he’s treating you, how good he was on eating you out, on pleasing you but that can wait.
after flicking his tongue on your sensitive nub, he had two fingers slowly pumping in and out of your hole. you were so wet, so ready for him to take but he wants to make you cum first. thoma goes back on sucking on your clit as his fingers smoothly go in and out of your hole, adjusting it to reach the most sensitive spot inside that he knew by heart. you were so warm, so tight around two of his digits.
the pleasure he gets from fucking you like this had him rutting his hips down the bed, cock itching to shove itself inside your warmth and have your tight walls snuggle it closer. his pants' already ruined from his pre. he groans as he does so, eyes peering up to witness how your back softly arched from the vibrations he had let go on your clit. thoma can feel how close you are, your warm walls sucking him in with fervor.
“that’s it f/n. go on, cum for me,” he says even if you won’t even hear him or know that it was him pleasuring you like this. your walls clamped on his fingers, your hole gushing out so much slick as thoma didn’t stop sliding his digits in and out to ride your high.
your body was still shaking a bit from the aftermath of your orgasm when thoma swiftly moved up and pulled his hard and aching cock out of his already-ruined pants. he hissed as the warmth of his hands made contact with his skin, quickly rubbing the bulbous head on your cunt to relieve himself from the pain.
“‘want you so badly, f/n, just let me—” slowly, he pushes himself inside your walls, grunting at the sudden tightness engulfing him. he eyes your body, those emerald hues watching every twitch of your eyebrow and how your chest lets go of a shaky breath as he finally pushes all the way in. “fuck, you feel so good around me.”
thoma’s head was spinning at the view he’s getting of you even more when he looks down to where you’re both connected. his long girth feels just perfect to be inside you, smoothly sliding in and out. hell, he wanted to roughly bend you in half and shove himself as deep as he could but you might wake up. he doesn’t want that but fuck, you’re making it so hard for him.
in seconds, he rocks his hips against your body, his thighs softly smacking against your butt as he slowly ruts himself in your core. thoma bites down on his lips, focusing on being gentle while getting the most out of your cunt. he closes his eyes, savoring how your walls sucks him in, tightening every time he bottoms out. he was so big yet he had managed to have you adjust to his size perfectly, molding you to have his cock alone.
he was close, the pleasure so intense on bis lower half he had somehow let go of his focus and started a rather quick pace in fucking you. he hears you whimpering, his mind thinking that you’re awake and was ushering him to go faster, that you’re close too, that you want him to make a mess out of you.
“anything for you, f/n. fuck, i’d do anything for you,” he utters with a moan, sweat glistening on his forehead, his balls slapping oh so loudly against your thighs covered with your slick. and he pulls out, groaning as his cold hands started to jerk on his sensitive cock before he lets out his thick cum just right outside your hole.
thoma could barely keep in his moans, shivering at how he coats your pussy lips with his load that you looked so damn messy but fuck, you’re just so beautiful in his eyes.
“i love you,” he whispers but gained back his focus in seconds when he hears you humming. his eyes darted back to your face only to see that you’re still fast asleep.
thoma sighs, shaking his head, and went back down to look at your cum-stained cunt. he could just jerk again at the sight but doesn’t want to wake you sooner than he’d think he might. but, before he puts your legs back down and it let relax, he pulls out his phone from his pocket and quickly took pictures of your body, more on how he ruined you below, angling it where he can see how he had claimed you to be his.
with this sweet smile on his face, he bends down and slowly left a kiss on your forehead.
“sweet dreams, angel. i hope that we can spend more time soon.”
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dirtybg3confessions · 8 months
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Confession: I've been imagining a scenario where Tav consents to Astarion doing whatever he wants to them while they're sleeping. Kissing all over their body, touching, stroking them, all before even thinking of feeding. Astarion's stealthy, but even if he woke Tav up, they pretend to still be asleep just to feel him.
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killsaki · 1 year
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forced kisses…. being kissed in your sleep…… waking up to being kissed and being held down so they can continue…..
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mommybard · 1 year
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Now now sweetie, you know you need to go to sleep on time. If you stay up all night how's the tentacle monster supposed to come and play with your sleeping body~? It can't do its job if you're awake
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Just unlocked my front door, put on my tiniest thong and took a sleeping pill in preparation of my boyfriend comin over at the crack of dawn ;3
damn, I sure hope no one else comes in and takes advantage of me in my vulnerable state,,,
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(not a photo from today, but a picture my bf took one time, just before he r@ped me ♡♡)
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suguwu · 6 months
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getou + somno...preps you a tiny bit less than usual so you don't wake up, long fingers slipping into you so carefully, though he wakes you up a little meanly, bullying his way inside you until the intense stretch has you jolting awake with a whine. you're already breathless with how full you are, fingers twisting into the sheets as heat drips through you, honey-slow, and your voice breaks on his name.
he laughs low in your ear and you know that he's just getting started.
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delphi-dreamin · 1 year
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Soft
The attic is quiet, and they are too...
Ship: Belphegor x Delphi
Word Count: 1336
Warnings: somnophilia, unprotected sex
Notes: Y'all, I just wanted to write something soft with Belphie. That's all. But this...ugh. I love it. I hope you do too!
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The House is quiet for once. The only sounds in the attic are the distant hum of the Devildom’s nocturnal insects as they search for food and mates, and the quiet, rhythmic breathing of the human curled up asleep in his arms. Belphie watches her chest rise and fall, watches the flutter of her lashes against her pale cheeks. She seems to glow silver under the star-shaped lights draped from the ceiling, ethereal even in her sleep.
He runs a hand down her bare side, fingertips lightly grazing her smooth skin. She shivers lightly under his touch, goosebumps blooming on every bit of flesh he can see. Delphi shifts in her sleep, moving closer to his warmth with a small whine, and Belphie chuckles. She makes the most adorable noises when she sleeps, little whines and moans as she dreams about classes and work and even sometimes his brothers and Belphie. Those are his favorites.
She shifts some more and the thin white sheet covering her falls away slightly, exposing her hip and her plush thigh. Belphie feels his heart squeeze, gazing down at her. It makes sense, he thinks, that a creature so beautiful, so full of grace and love, would have the blood of angels coursing through her veins. After everything she’s been through, after everything he put her through, for her to still be here in his bed, for her to still love him…it’s nothing short of a miracle.
He brushes a stray curl from her cheek and smiles as she turns into his touch. Even in her sleep, she’s so responsive to his touch. He wonders what would happen if he just…
Belphie runs a hand down her cheek, her neck. He trails his fingertips between the soft mounds of her breasts, watching goosebumps emerge and the delicate skin around her nipples pebble. A tiny whimper escapes her lips and he smiles, continuing to ghost his fingertips down her stomach, gently tracing his twin’s mark over her navel. It makes her moan high in her throat and push her head back into his chest.
He presses a kiss to her hairline and grins. His long fingers dip between her legs, finding her wet with arousal. Belphie groans softly, slipping first one then two fingers into her slick entrance and sighing when she rolls her hips into his hand. He buries his face in her hair and breathes in her warm scent.
She smells sweet and slightly floral, her shampoo mingling with her natural scent. Belphie can’t hold himself back any longer. He pumps his fingers into her at a quick pace, the squelching of her soaked pussy and her soft moans adding to the symphony of the nighttime insects just beyond the attic walls. He scissors his fingers a few times, stretching her tight walls just enough without waking her. When he feels she’s ready, he removes his fingers, lifting her leg and dragging the head of his cock through her slick with a groan.
Belphie lines himself  up with her soaked entrance, pressing his fat tip into her. Little by little, he sinks into her heat, sighing into her neck when he finally seats himself fully within her, “Fuck, gorgeous…”
He sets a languid pace of deep, slow strokes that make her whine and moan softly in her sleep, canting her hips into his. Not for the first time he thinks he must be the luckiest demon alive. The way her brows knit together and her face flushes as he rocks into her remind him of the first time he walked in on her with Beel. They’d been taking too long in the locker room after fangol practice, and Belphie had gone to look for them. He’d found them in the showers, Delphi bent over the half-wall dividing two shower stalls, face almost as dark a pink as her hair and her expression locked into a silent scream of ecstasy, the sound having long died out. His twin was balls deep in her, slamming into her so hard and fast that Belphie remembers thinking that her tits must have hurt with how much they were bouncing.
She’d sucked him off that day in the locker room. When she saw him standing in the doorway, jaw on the floor, she’d grinned and beckoned him over. She’d unzipped his pants and taken him down to the hilt in one smooth motion, making him choke on his own breath as it tried to simultaneously move in and out of his lungs.
The thought of that day makes his dick twitch, even as he ruts into her, his tip nudging her cervix with every stroke. He drapes her leg over his hip carefully, then slides his hand back up her side, squeezing her breast and tweaking her nipple as he does.
“Mm, Belphie…?” he hears her ask, half question and half moan.
“I’m sorry, princess. I tried not to wake you,” he whispers into her skin. “But you looked so pretty laying there I just had to have another taste.”
Her sleepy whimpers and moans turn into sleepy sighs and groans as she reaches up to run a hand through his hair. He can hear the smile in her voice when he tells him, “Taste all you want, baby. I’m yours.”
Belphie smiles in return, though he knows she can’t see it, and resumes his gentle pace. He rolls into her steadily, letting his hand wander back down from her nipple to her puffy clit, rubbing slow, light circles around the sensitive bud. Everything, even her fingers gripping his hair tight and tugging at his scalp, is easy and tender in a way that things usually aren’t with the youngest. Delphi rests her head back against his chest, warmth blooming in her own as his lips find her ear, then her cheek.
“That’s it, baby,” she murmurs, rolling into his lazy thrusts. “Keep up just like that…”
Their pace is too slow for either of them to finish anytime soon, but neither is in any hurry. Delphi rakes her fingers through Belphie’s soft hair, gripping the base of one of his horns and sighing when he shifts into his demon form. With the long fur at the end of his tail, he caresses her side, kissing her cheek when she turns her face toward him again.
He moves so deliberately that she can feel every vein on his thick cock as it drags along her sensitive walls. Belphie grasps her chin firmly, turning her head just enough that he can press his lips to hers. She makes a little gasp, and he takes the opportunity to slide his tongue between her parted lips, gliding it over her teeth and palate.
Delphi feels heat building in the pit of her stomach, goosebumps blossoming over her sensitive skin. She whines into his lips, sighing as he brakes away, “Belphie, I’m getting close…”
“I know, sweetheart,” the youngest whispers to her with a soft smile. “Just relax, okay? I'm gonna take care of you.”
It feels like hours that they stay like that, Belphie's fingers teasing her delicate bundle of nerves and his dick teasing the spongey sweet spot deep inside her until she feels like lava, molten and liquid and glowing. Every nerve within her is burning, every cell alight with white hot pleasure. It flows over her, enveloping her in its embrace until she's sure she could catch flame with the slightest spark.
Then Belphie is kissing her shoulder and flooding her with his own heat, his breath almost cool as it fans over her neck. They slow to a stop, his hand coming up to rest over her navel, and Delphi smiles sleepily up at him, her eyes fluttering closed. She finds herself drifting before her lashes fully come to rest against her flushed cheeks, murmuring senselessly to herself as she falls back into sleep once more.
Belphie chuckles, placing a feather-light kiss to her cheek before he joins her in the dreamscape.
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theloveinc · 7 months
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kirishima whispering about how obsessed with fingering you...being three fingers deep in his favorite, pretty pussy... have a good night!
When he gets home extra, extra late and you’re already tucked up in bed. It’s a good thing you never wear any undies under your cute little sleep shorts cuz it leaves just enough access for him to wake you up without actually making you get up. You’re barely blinking your eyes open and he’s already nuzzling into your cheek as he pulls your leg up and hooks your calf around his, whispering into your skin, “go back to sleep, baby, I’ve got you.”
good night😚🤤😴
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blushedfemme · 2 months
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umm hey i see those tags don’t make me woozy like that goddamn…
the soporific effect. damn that’s some good taste. i’m imagining a kind of lightheaded drunkenness which would get me mumbling nonsense under my breath, half asleep and aroused. i’d be of two minds- an instinctive one which remembers my binds and tugs weakly for survival, and one which finds the spider on top of me so warm, so pretty, that i forget everything else entirely
pumped with so many endorphins, your webbing would start to feel just as comfortable as your touch. an aphrodisiac effect maybe? something to keep the blood pumping hot and sweet. my initial reluctance would conflict with a new overwhelming feeling; desperation
and just maybe, i’d find myself a little upset, a little lost, if the spider left her prey alone
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ahhh mumbling nonsense under your breath oh my god 😵‍💫🤤 you’re feverish and hot to the touch maybe, but not from any sickness, only the sweet stupor my webbing has put you in. of course your poor brain would short-circuit and you’d start to forget anything outside of being under my control…
i love the idea of an aphrodisiac effect too 🤭 maybe i’d work my hand through your binds to where you’re packing, building a rhythm that makes you shudder and release and moan, conscious only of the overwhelming pleasure wracking your body, multiplied by the intoxicating effect of your restraints as you shake and strain against them.
and ohhh with such delightfully tantalizing prey, i would never leave them alone too long
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stargirlfics · 1 year
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I think wet dreams are one of the hottest things. Being so attractive to someone they dream about you 🥺. Now think about Alfred waking up with a raging hard on after dreaming of eating you and fucking you he can’t help himself and buried his face between your thighs…tongue deep in you and hands squeezing your tits because he wants your thighs squeezing his skull and you wake up to the hottest man eating you out and pulling his hair and squeezing his head until you’re screaming and creaming for him while he ruts against the bed because he needs the friction…
Yes yes! Cause there’s really just something about your person dreaming of you and getting so turned on they wake up desperate for you, like wow yes find me irresistible even in your subconscious! And Alfred absolutely would!
He’s got your permission too beforehand, something you mentioned you liked one day, which makes it even harder to resist for him, because he knows you’ll enjoy this just as much as he, inadvertently getting even more turned on by the fact that you said he could touch you, taste you, fuck you, whatever he wanted while you slept, the fact that he’d make you feel the same things he was feeling now if he woke you up like this, blanketed in pleasure
All of that combined with how warm you are, how pretty you look so peaceful and safe and snuggled in his bed, in his arms, has him so hard it aches but he goes slow, takes his time with his hands and his mouth, wanting to wake you sweetly before he gives you more
The pulling his hair thing!! So good! Also ummmm think about his strong hands pushing your thighs apart so easily when they start to squeeze around his head because his mouth feels too good on you, the way he just keeps you spread out for him with such ease, help! I’m crying and shaking and going crazy over this! 🥵
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ex0rin · 1 year
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97💝💝💝💝
HELLO.
this is 500 years late (read: two months late) but uh, I wrote some somnophilia for you finally 😅
(from this kink list back when I was asking for prompts in December)
also, as a heads up it's fucking filthy - turns out that writing a solid month of whump left me craving some dirty talk haha
Spoiled - NSFW Rumlow/Bucky - 2710 words
non-con/rape, somnophilia, wet & messy, come as lube, anal sex, fingering, hand jobs, finger sucking, pet names, name calling, dirty talk, Rumlow for dirty talk champ 2k23
The other man still doesn’t move and Rumlow bites back the groan in his throat at just how fucking easy it is to slide himself the rest of the way in.
He should be worried - hell, he’s seen the soldier wake up before, startled and uncontrolled, lashing out at whichever of the poor fucking techs are close enough to grab but the open goddamn give of the soldier’s usually tensed and tight hole around his cock is more than enough encouragement for him to keep going –
OR: Rumlow wakes up with a hard-on and the soldier is conveniently there
READ ON AO3 HERE: Spoiled
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darkdoverpseeker · 1 year
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whatsup! 🕊🏘✨ — i have an ocxoc ( mxf, fxf, or fxf ) stalker plot with dead dove themes included. I’ll be playing the stalker or even a drug dealer that’s being stalker. it can be stalker x victim or stalker x drug dealer/criminal, or smthing else. anyways, i’m looking for a neighbor, a family man/woman, a drug dealer, someone successful or a loser, either someone unsuspecting and in their own little bubble or extremely paranoid and careful. i’m interested in an unassuming victim or even a twisted victim that welcomes this sort of obsessive attention that’s given to them. i have an assertive female ( switch but has a dom pref ) character that i’d love to use in a stalker plot where she’s the perpetrator. i’m willing to even use one of my male ocs for the plot as well. tho, i’ll be a lot more picky because i’ve been playing a lot of men recently but for the right partner i’m more than happy to do it. i just want interesting opposing characters against my own!
themes that will be included are stockholm syndrome, spying, coercion, dub-con, maybe somno, perhaps kidnapping, and more but it all depends on what my partner is really interested. my muse might act like someone they’re not to get your muses guard down. i want my muse to try and gaslight yours, earn their trust maybe, befriend them, babysit their dogs/cat or water their plants while your muse is gone. i want my muse infiltrating your muse’s home and setting up cameras in their room. i would love to play stalker but i also wouldn’t mind playing a drug dealer against a stalker. i wouldn’t mind another approach or suggestion if my partner wants something different done whether it becomes more intense or less intense, i’m really flexible. i just want a capable and excited partner who’s NOT a minor ( i’m 20+ ). nsfw content isn’t required but liked. i love ooc chat, edits, and playlists. like and i’ll dm you!
like if interested!
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jellyluchi · 1 year
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continuing my promise to be nasty about Pros in public
gwarsh scoob it would be amazing if he just decided one day he wants to eat Focaccia's pussy when she's asleep without her knowing so he figures out a routine to drug her food or drinks and make her fall asleep exactly at the perfect time for him to go and eat her out for hours without her waking up.... if she doesn't wake up she won't resist... AHHHKAJBSJb and if she ever feels like something is wrong he just gaslights her into thinking its nothing 😩💗its ok shes his wife she can be used at his disposal hehehe
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