#tw: aphrodisiac

[toji-girl]

red riding hood | t. fushiguro

synopsis: Toji is willing to do anything for you most of the time and if that includes indulging in one of your fantasies who is he to say no?

wc: 3.4k

tags: dark content + 18+ ONLY content + explicit smut: minors and empty blogs DNI +fem reader + not beta read + repost from my old blog + dubcon (aphrodisiac pill) + role-playing + primal play + he's the big bad wolf and you are red riding hood + slight dry humping + teasing + he picks you up + mutual masturbation + he uses a fake plastic knife + unprotected sex + creampie + any missing tags please lmk!

was for kinktober '23 | I've posted this before but it's one of my favorites I've ever done so I'm reposting it!

“So we really have to stay here at this lame-ass party?” Toji asked as he trailed behind you, one hand possessively on your hip as you led him through the foyer of the frathouse that hosted the yearly campus Halloween party.

“Yes, just for a bit, it would look bad that I didn’t even come when I was invited, right?” You replied turning to look at him with a smile as you looked at his costume,  the both of you decided to come dressed as Red Riding Hood and the big bad wolf, for only one reason though. 

Him complete in a red flannel shirt that was ripped and strained over bulging muscles, blue jeans that hugged thick thighs, and a curvaceous ass, the werewolf mask stuffed in his back pocket along with your panties. 

You played your part as well, dressed in a satin red dress that hugged everything perfectly, a matching cape in color, and fishnet stockings with shoes that may or may not be dangling from Toji’s fingers later. 

He shrugged and slid his hand further down to grip your ass cheek in one large palm. “I thought we already had an idea for Halloween?” He asked gruffly as you weaved through the decorations. 

“Mhm, yes, but I need to speak to someone for a quick second. Will you get us a drink? We’ll dance then kick off our festivities.” You stopped in the living room and turned around holding his hands. 

Toji’s eyebrows pinched together in the middle. “Someone? How long is it going to take?” 

You did a quick scan of the room finding Satoru who waved with a sly grin wiggling long slender fingers, he wore a dark silk robe and a Ghostface mask sitting on top of his white hair. 

“Two minutes, not even, find me on the dance floor?” You asked, pulling him closer as a group of girls made their way through giggling, their arms linked as they eyed Toji up and down. 

You didn’t blame them but decided to kiss him giving him a taste of the cherry lip gloss you applied earlier. 

“Gladly, be ready for a wild ride later.” He whispered with a smirk as he wrapped one arm around your waist making sure you were flush against him, Toji couldn’t resist giving your ass one more squeeze. 

He left you with a chaste kiss on your forehead, you barely got a chance to blow him a kiss before he bled into the crowd leading into the kitchen. 

You made your way over to Satoru who nursed a red solo cup. He waved with a smirk this time waiting until you came closer to reaching into his pocket and pulling your gift out. 

“Miss. Red Riding Hood, how do you do?” He asked slyly. 

“Can’t complain, except that it smells like unwashed feet and BO in here.” 

Satoru chuckled lowly as he watched you open the top lid to your basket which was stuffed full of everything else for your and Toji’s plan, minus one thing, and he made sure to place the small bag where you could grab it easily. 

“I’ll see you on Wednesday for class and do not forget your book!” You chastised him playfully giving his arm a squeeze before walking away to the living room in search of Toji until you found him standing close to the doorway leading into the kitchen, his head craning each way as he looked for you. 

Weaving through the crowd again you stayed hidden staring at Toji and the way he filled out his shirt, the material hugging his thick arms and chest, you hummed softly to yourself as you made your way over to him with a smile. 

“Hi there big bad wolf, what big teeth you have.” You whispered clasping your fingers around his wrist and grabbing his attention as he smiled wolfishly at you. 

He smirked and gave you your cup first before wrapping one arm around your waist again, his signature move for a few reasons, to make sure you’re safe and protected, and a warning to anyone who looked at you like prey just waiting to make their move. 

“Want to see something else big I have?” He whispered in your ear, his breath fanned over the shell as he kissed it softly chuckling deeply when you shivered and looked at him. 

You rolled your eyes playfully as you opened the lid of your basket grabbing the pill as he did a quick scan around the room before he nodded, the signal that you could take it real quick. 

Before anyone noticed you placed the pink pill on your tongue showing your boyfriend who grabbed your tongue pulling it out more as he bent down to get a better view pulling you closer to him, his hand drifting down to your ass giving the plush flesh a squeeze. “Good girl.” 

Excitement bubbled in your veins as you looked at your boyfriend giving him another sticky kiss before grabbing the tube from your basket. He grabbed it holding your ass still as he screwed it open with one hand. 

“Pucker those pretty lips for me.” 

Instantly you did as you were told and let him paint your lips in the cherry-scented gloss before putting the tube between his teeth, the hand that cupped your ass was now holding your chin between his thumb and forefinger. “You really do make a good red riding hood.” 

His praise melted you like liquid heat that rushed between your legs and spread into your limbs as you grabbed the lip gloss from his mouth with a giggle leading him to the dance floor, the bass from the music vibrated the floor as Toji kept one hand possessively on your hip letting you grind your ass against him. 

He let go of your hip and rested both hands on your waist pulling you closer to him watching the bottom hem of your short dress get caught on his jeans raising the fabric up a bit and giving him a view of your ass, his cock strained against his thigh as you danced seductively, trying to entice your boyfriend wasn’t a lot a work, just a little smirk while giving him bedroom eyes was a sure-fire way to get him naked. 

People around you were too lost in their own world to care about you and Toji grinding against each other, large hands smoothed up and down your back as you bent slightly dancing. “We should take this somewhere more private.” He said fisting your hood and pulling you upright before he turned you to face him. 

His eyes scanned your face as you rested one palm on his chest while opening your basket handing him the item Satoru gave you earlier feeling the muscles ripple and flex. “Mr. Wolf, you just can’t wait, can you? Our game starts……now.” 

You dropped your palm before you walked away blending in with the crowd, your heart pumped hard in your chest, thrumming against your ribcage seeing the door that led to the patio in the backyard, whoever's house this was, it was nice, decorated to the nines in Halloween decorations, colors of black and orange and purple, scary cutouts, fake cobwebs and the people dressed in costumes filled the place. 

Fresh air filled your lungs once you stepped outside into the night looking at the forest that lay at the edge of the property, trees acted like a fence keeping everyone out, but you wanted to go in, and with your heels on you walked slowly at first holding the basket close to you. 

Your breath came out in white puffs as you made your way closer to the edge, branches broke under your feet as you put one hand on a tree trunk feeling the bark against your palm while you whipped your head left and right looking for Toji, he was supposed to watch from a window inside the house to make sure no one was following you, only him, tonight with the full moon the plan you two cooked up only made sense. 

When you saw his outline and the signal you pulled your hood up shivering slightly at the harsh wind that picked up carrying the scent of fall and the fallen leaves. You gulped down the small lump that formed in your throat finding the dirt path lit by the moon that hung low in the inky sky that glittered with stars. 

In the distance you could hear the woodland animals chirping, talking to one another, then the hairs on the back of your neck stood up, and the feeling of being watched settled over you, Toji was close enough to keep a watchful eye on you as he moved from tree to tree, making sure to stay back a few feet, the last thing he wanted was for you to pinpoint where he was. 

You whistled letting it bleed into the air as you held your basket closer seeing the small cottage nestled between dead trees, the branches twisted and turned into each other, almost like they were reaching for each other reminding you of yourself late at night seeking Toji out who was next you to while you were in the throes of sleep. 

He got closer and watched you from behind a tree that gave him the perfect view as he watched you put the basket down bending over, the hem of your dress was pulled over the curve of your ass and your pussy was on full display and thankfully the person who owned the cottage wasn’t at home and kept a few lamps lit to keep the path filled with light. 

His dick jumped at the sight and his mouth watered as he grabbed your panties from his back pocket pressing the fabric to his nose and inhaling deeply before he balled it back in his palm and grabbed his mask, the cheap rubber material smelled funny he thought as he focused his attention through the eye holes on you. 

By now the aphrodisiac worked its way through your system, directing all blood flow to your cunt that ached to be touched or sucked, you almost reached down to rub your clit before stopping and crouching down in an attempt to direct your attention elsewhere.

You were busy looking through your basket for a blanket when Toji emerged from his hiding spot and he made his way over to you. “What’s a pretty little thing like you doing out here?” He asked bending over and pressing his chest against your back. 

A squeak squeezed its way through your lips feeling him, your ass and cunt exposed to the cool air was now hidden by Toji, his warmth seeping from his shirt through your dress that made you shiver in delight. 

The whole plan was talked about beforehand, a little bit of role-playing and monsterfucking was a wonderful way to kick off Halloween. 

He grabbed the plastic fake knife from his pocket as he snaked his arm to support your torso holding it upside down, the tip pointing at the ground as he kicked your ankles apart. 

You opened your mouth to weakly protest when your balled-up panties were stuffed between your lips, the sound died in the back of your throat. Goosebumps blanketed you as heat rushed between your legs. 

Salvia saturated your underwear as you caught your breath gripping his large forearm. Toji chuckled panting against your neck, his harsh breath from the mask sent chills down your spine. 

By this point your clit was almost throbbing as he trailed the end of the plastic knife up between your legs and up under your skirt, the tip rubbed against your bare pussy pulling another whine from you. 

“You smell so,” he stopped and buried the rubber nose into your neck inhaling deeply, “sweet, sweet enough to eat.” 

His words made your knees weaken as you rolled your head back and looked at him, drool trickling down the corner of your mouth as your hood fell exposing your face. 

“My, what a pretty face you have,” Toji whispered as he kept playing with your clit, only soft enough to keep you wanting more, the pressure never enough. 

With slowed precision moves he angled the knife and rocked it making you moan, the tension slowly cracking as you whined desperately trying to hump whatever you could. 

He chortled watching you try to reach climax. His name muffled through the panties as tears stained them, your mascara ran down your cheeks in fat clumps. 

“Remember this was all your idea, you wanted this, and now you’re going to take everything I give.” 

Toji ripped the mask off and looked at you with a sinister gleam in his eye and a smirk as he unbuttoned your hood letting it fall to the ground. “Lay it out then get on your back.” 

Your legs felt like jelly as you dropped to your knees spreading the thin fabric out on the dirt before you laid on your back hurriedly hiking your dress up over your hips. 

With panties still stuffed in your mouth it was impossible to reply to him, only obey. He followed suit and dropped to the forest floor in between your spread legs. 

His palms rested on your knees as he looked at your pussy. “Play with yourself a little bit, show me how naughty you can be.” 

What was supposed to be role-play turned into something else completely different, you didn’t care for the plan any longer, and the only thing that riddled your brain was the need to cum. 

With deft fingers you splayed yourself open to him, greedy eyes ate up the view, your pussy wet from the pill, and having Toji this close to you, his own desire evident that strained in his jeans as he sat back a little too enjoy the show you put on, his name rolled off your tongue umpteenth time as you slid two fingers inside your cunt. 

They weren’t even close to your boyfriend's thick fingers, the ones that always curled and scissored against the silken confines of your pussy while his thumb stroked your clit before replacing it with his mouth making sure you came on his tongue before splitting you open on his cock. 

“Feel good?” He asked gruffly as he popped the buttons to his jeans, the dull throbbing that radiated down the length of his dick all the way to his heavy balls was getting to be too much, he licked his lips slowly unzipping his zipper then finally, his cock sprang free, thick and long leaking pre-cum from the bulbous head. 

You nodded wildly and propped yourself up on one elbow working your fingers faster inside you, wet suctioning could be heard as Toji matched your pace, his fingers wrapped around his shaft pumping up and down. “You’re so fucking hot like this, and you want me so bad, don’t you? Red Riding Hood wants the werewolf to fuck her dumb, isn’t that right?” 

Your answer was a whine as you arched your back off the ground, even though the air was chilly due to it being late October you were still hot, burning up alive it felt like almost the way you ached for Toji to touch you. 

“Oh, that’s right,” he laughed looking at your ruined panties still stuffed in your mouth, “you couldn’t even say anything, now scream my name.” He growled bending down and settled his weight on top of you, his mouth slotted over yours, his tongue stroked against yours as he kissed you deep and messily. 

You moaned into his mouth using your free hand to grasp at his inky hair before pulling your fingers out mewling at the loss. “T-Toji, please! Just touch and fuck me! Need you so bad!” You begged and teared up, the ache blossomed into a heat that overtook you, your skin was on fire, and your blood boiled. 

“Good job with the begging but my name isn’t Toji, remember?” 

“Just-” You moaned and broke off with a sob, snot, and tears caked your face as you felt his cock press against your stomach, he chuckled and ground his hips making sure you felt it. 

“Just what? Just feel how hard you make me, I think instead of taking what's in your basket I’ll just take you instead.” 

His threat made your cunt clench around nothing as he leaned back to grab your calves in both hands pushing your legs to your chest and glanced down at your pussy, slick and swollen he knew you needed him and he was tired of waiting too, the role-play leaving his head as he hooked both arms under your knees before he stood to his full height with you in his arms. 

You gasped and held his shoulders, there was nothing you could do, your legs were spread wide as he rubbed the head of his cock lifting you higher in the air. “I got you.” He whispered leaning in to kiss you as he thrust inside you, slowly making you feel every single inch of him. 

Toji groaned tightening his arms around your waist and using his brute strength to bounce you up and down while bending his knees and meeting each wet sloppy thrust, he slid in and out of your cunt with agonizing movements, and for a moment you swore you could feel him throb inside you. 

With weakened limbs, you wrapped your arms around his neck seeking his mouth in a wet kiss, your tongue tangled with his and you could taste the need for you, it was hot the way he fucked you, his passion to be inside and taste you could never compare to anyone else you’ve been with, and at the moment you pulled back to look at him you knew you wanted to marry him. 

“I love the way you feel,” Toji grunted, his neck strained with his burning orgasm as he ground your clit against his pubic bone, the soft hair tickling as you clawed at his shoulders wanting him closer than he already was, you kissed your way up his neck to his jaw then his mouth again claiming him in a passionate kiss. 

His fingers dug into the plush of your waist as you tried to milk him, your cunt fluttered hard and tight around his cock that was buried all the way to the hilt inside you, his head flirting with your cervix mixing a small brush of pain with the pleasure that overtook you. 

“Cum! I wanna cum!” You babbled throwing your head back and letting him fuck you harder while spreading his legs to have more leverage, at this point, you didn’t have any objections to him using you as his personal fleshlight, your skin slapped together mixing in with the heavy panting and moaning as you finally gave in. 

Toji could feel your pussy sucking him deeper as he stilled keeping you flush against him as he filled you with thick hot ropes of cum that leaked out from where you two were joined, you both panted heavily as you kissed him once more. He slowly kneeled down on your hood and helped you wrap your legs around his waist, the position he had you in earlier left your legs feeling like jelly. 

He stroked your head softly as he stared at you, the stars and moon lighting his handsome face up while he stayed buried deep inside still hard and ready to go. “T-that was so amazing.” You whispered and giggled still drunk off the orgasm he gave you, the need to have another one set ablaze between your cum filled cunt as you rocked your hips holding his shoulders. 

“My cock drunk slut just can’t get enough.” He teased cupping your ass giving you the support to slowly ride him, the mixture of cum soaked into his jeans that rubbed against you, the fabric irritated you a bit but it didn’t matter when Toji lifted up holding your thighs now fucking you again while capturing your lips in another kiss that stole your breath. 

“Happy Halloween.” You whispered pulling him closer with your heart thrumming hard against your rib cage knowing tonight he was going to fuck you good and dumb, just what you deserve. 

#tw: dark content #tw: dubcon #tw: aphrodisiac #Toji Fushiguro smut #toji smut #toji x reader smut #fushiguro toji smut #jjk smut #jjk toji smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk x reader smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jjk x you #toji x you smut #toji x y/n smut #Toji smut #Toji x reader smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader smut #fushiguro toji x reader smut #fushiguro toji x you smut #toji x yn smut #toji x you #toji x reader #Toji x reader #Toji Fushiguro x reader #toji x y/n #fushiguro toji x reader #toji fushiguro x you

[merakiui]

PLEASE, can we see some more of captive!Azul?

Drugging him with an aphrodisiac so that he’s painfully hard and riding him for hours on end until he’s emptied everything he can possibly give inside your needy pussy. <3 you’ve tied his hands behind his back and put a nice collar around his throat with a lead that’s attached to the wall. It’s a shame he can’t touch you. :( you want to bond more physically with your dearest darling, but he’s been so difficult and stubborn lately. This will have to suffice.

Eagerly bouncing up and down on his dick, rambling on and on about how you’ll build such a lovely family together, while he sobs from the horror and pleasure of it all. >_< no one has ever desired him to this sort of deranged level before. He’s scared—not of you, but of the fact that if this keeps up any longer and you continue smothering him in genuine, albeit obsessive, affection he might actually fall for you.

Azul begging you to stop. He can’t start a family right now. He has a business to focus on—his career! He can’t be a father. Not now! But it’s so wet and warm inside you, so snug. He throws his head back and cries out when you slam your hips down, and it’s his fourth orgasm of the day. At this point, you’re milking him dry. He can’t take it anymore. His head is so fuzzy, and the aphrodisiac keeps him so aroused even though he’s exhausted.

You kiss all over his face, licking his tears away and praising him for being such a good boy. Your pretty, perfect Azul. Oh, he’s so cute when he’s falling apart. If he’s obedient, you’ll let him touch your tits the next time you do this. :)

#twisted chit chat #n/sfw #tw: noncon #tw: aphrodisiac #tw: baby trapping #tw: drugging #tw: pregnancy

[konigsblog]

gynaecologist price and pretty patient

༉‧₊˚. gynaecologist, aphrodisiac, DUB-CON

your doctor, price. a cruel, cheeky man who always found himself inside your inner walls behind a curtain, making you believe he was just stretching you out for the speculum.

your whines made him chuckle, gripping your hips tightly and rutting into you sloppily. your eyes watering and your cunt glistening and watering for him, his drooling tip leaking all over your clit.

he promises it's just a pelvic massage, an examination to make sure you're alright, but you can't help but tighten your thighs when his hands wander and he drives his thick, fat dick into your dripping cunny, groaning out and praising his you for listening so well.

“jus' like that, lovie. ain't'cha just so pretty when you're all listenin'?” your gynaecologist taunts, pushing his broad hips against your own.

he might just prescribe you a medicine, one that has your pussy sloppy and wet for him. he isn't afraid to decline taking you off the medication if it means you're always wet and sticky for him; crawling back and babbling, your eyes wet and multiple pairs of panties ruined and soaked.

#orla speaks #tw: dubcon #tw: dubious consent #tw: aphrodisiac #captain john price #captain price #john price #price call of duty #price cod #mw2 price #john price mw2 #price mw2 #captain price x reader #john price x reader #price x reader #price x y/n #john price call of duty #john price cod #john price x y/n #captain price x you #captain price x y/n #captain price cod #cod x reader #x reader #cod #call of duty #modern warefare ii

[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

Can I please get yandere headcanons for Urahara and Aizen from Bleach?

Going for Kisuke since I have another Aizen request in the inbox

Kisuke is a pretty chill yandere, tbh. Imagine Gojo but less condescending and less likely to outright kidnap his Darling. With his scientific skills he doesn't really have to, since he can just surveil them and constantly track where they are. He likes to peep in on them as a pastime.

Whenever they're in danger, he can just arrive to take care of the threat and then tend to his Darling. If they're badly injured he feels bad about letting them get hurt, but he also uses it as an opportunity to keep his Darling at his place while they recover. He's as manipulative as Aizen sometimes but without the god complex lol

He'll try to romance them normally and if they reject him, it doesn't bother him too much. He still can watch over them from afar and with his surveillance, and he even thinks of situations he can set up to give into his desire for them without being blatant about it. He'll make an aphrodisiac drug (that he says is a prototype for a Valentine's Day item for couples) and "accidentally" expose himself and Darling to it on the same day he invites them over for an innocuous task like having lunch, delivering something to him, etc. That way he and Darling will both have their inhibitions lowered and Darling won't be culpable for anything if they still don't want a relationship with him afterward.

Is a tease but also a giver. His oral skills are top tier and he loves lazily fingering or tonguefucking Darling until they're begging him to let them cum and their legs are shaking. He also likes to receive a bit of loving as well, but he focuses on his Darling first and foremost.

Once he's in a relationship with his Darling, he doesn't really get jealous. He may get protective, but that's only after a genuine scare where Darling is put in danger and he isn't able to stop it without them getting injured. While they're recovering at his place, he doesn't like it when they try to go out somewhere without him and he'll specifically use painkillers and healing techniques that keep them more sedated so they're less likely to leave before he thinks they're ready.

Even before he makes his feelings known, he sometimes accidentally lets it on by how casually touchy he gets with them: a playful boop to their nose, brushing their cheek, looks that last a moment too long, etc. He wants to subtly test the waters to see how they might react to the idea of doing things like that with him.

#.bleach #.kisuke #yandere bleach #yandere kisuke #.myshit #tw: aphrodisiac #tw: dubcon

[mamamittens]

Oh, Sweet Child of Mine (Thatch +18 AU End)

As requested on AO3 by snowflakebeads and likely someone else I can't remember. AU end for Oh, Sweet Child of Mine.

Thatch X GN!Reader

Warnings: Yandere/obsessive/possessive behavior, marathon sex, aphrodisiac, dubious consent, unprotected sex, oral (reader recieving), food play, creampie, and cock warming.

Word Count: 2,533

Thatch had been suspiciously eager to try out a new recipe. Insistent, in fact, that it be a bonding moment for the both of you.

It was weird because from how he described it, it just seemed like a chocolate cake. He did allude to a ‘secret’ ingredient but besides that… yeah. Just a chocolate cake. You glared at him as he cozied up to your side to beg for an afternoon with him. Arm thrown over your shoulder as he whined about feeling ‘neglected’.

“You spend so much time with Ace and Marco~! You’ve gone and left poor old me behind! Can’t you spare just a few hours for a lonely man?” Thatch begged softly.

You narrowed your eyes at him.

“Maybe if you weren’t being so weird, I would.” You hissed, poking his side only to receive a light jerk away from you. Thatch pouted. “Why now suddenly? You weren’t so ‘neglected’ yesterday.” You added with clear suspicion. Thatch grimaced sheepishly.

“Well…” He started. “I just got in a new ingredient that would be just the thing! And I wanted to try it with you!” You stared at him for a long moment.

He… seemed sincere. And he’d always been a little weird about spending time with you. It couldn’t be too bad or Marco would have came over to smack him for being pushy.

“…Fine.” Thatch lit up, grabbing your hand and pressing it to his cheek.

“Great! Meet me in the kitchen after dinner! We’ll bake a cake together!” Thatch cheered. You smiled wearily at him, still suspicious of his motives.

What kind of secret ingredient could he have been waiting for?

Guess you’d… find out?

The entire dinner that afternoon, Thatch kept looking over to make sure you were still there. Ignoring the teasing he received from his fellow chefs and, occasionally, Ace.

“I’ve never seen him this excited before.” Ace laughed. “What are you guys even doing? I heard he’d made his division clean up after themselves more than usual to make sure the kitchen was clean early.”

You frowned at that.

“Honestly? We’re baking a cake? I don’t know why he’s making it so weird though.” You mused. Ace lit up, looking excited. “Don’t even think about it. I just know he’d kick your ass for ‘intruding on our bonding time’.” You laughed as Ace pouted.

“Aw, come one! I’d take just a spoonful! You’d never know it was dirty, I swear!” Ace whined and you jumped as a warm hand fell onto your shoulder firmly.

“ACK!” You spun around to find Thatch standing there with a wide grin.

“Not a chance in hell! Maybe next time~!” Thatch denied Ace instantly with a strange gleam in his eye.

“Ah, that time already?” You asked and Thatch nodded.

“Yep. C’mon, we’re going to my personal kitchen. It’ll be over an hour before they finish cleaning the main one.” Thatch commented. You frowned.

“You have a personal kitchen?” You asked and Thatch laughed.

“Yeah, for testing recipes when I can’t trust some people to not interrupt or sneak some away. Thick door that locks and everything!” Thatch declared.

Well, with hungry bastards like Ace, you supposed some extreme measures needed to be taken when it comes to food.

The ‘personal kitchen’ was pretty deep in the ship. Closer to the storage areas than any main living quarters. And a ways off from the main kitchens. Definitely not somewhere you end up by accident if you want food. The promised door indeed thick and with a heavy lock.

Thatch slipped a key from around his neck and opened it for you, locking it back behind him before stowing away the key.

This kitchen was fairly reasonable in size. More like one you’d find in a house than one meant to feed the insane amount of people on board. Big enough for maybe four cooks to move around in and brush shoulders but that was about it. An array of ingredients already laid out, including a jar of thick, rose gold liquid.

“Ah, that your ‘secret ingredient’?” You asked, approaching the clear jar. “I was wondering what a chocolate cake could be missing… mixed honey?” You picked it up, the heavy glass jar plucked from you hands.

“Oop! No, no! No touching! Took a long time to get my hands on this beauty! It is honey, though. Specialty honey from near a particular harvest of flowers. Changes the flavor profile quite a bit.” Thatch declared proudly.

“Ah… what kind of recipe for chocolate cake calls for honey though?” You asked.

“Honey cake, of course!” Thatch declared. “Now, onto the mixing while the oven preheats!”  Thatch handed you a bowl and dumped mix into it along with eggs and a very cautious measurement of honey. Dutifully, you mixed it.

“No sugar?”

“Nope! That’s what the honey is for!” Thatch cheered, watching as you mixed it all together.

“You know, this is a pretty simple task. Are you sure you even needed me for this?” You asked as the dry mix turned into a thick sludge.

He laughed.

“Well, it’s about an hour of time with you until we can enjoy a nice dessert to ourselves!” Thatch shrugged.

He had a point. If it was so hard to get the honey, it would likely be impossible to make this cake for the whole crew.

“Thanks for inviting me then, I guess.” You sighed, your arms starting to ache. Thatch plucked it from you and set it onto the counter, pulling out the cake pans. He spread butter on them and distributed the thick mixture equally.

Barely fifteen minutes and they were in the oven to bake. Thatch must have been desperate for bonding time if baking a cake is all he could think of.

“Well, are you ready for the best part?” Thatch asked coyly, presenting the mixing bowl and two spoons.

“Isn’t that how you get salmonella?” You asked as you took a spoon with a smile.

“Haven’t gotten sick yet!” Thatch countered, scraping a spoonful of chocolate batter, but his eyes were on you as you tasted it.

It was delicious, of course. Sweet and rich from the chocolate. An odd, warm and tangy after taste that reminded you vaguely of honey.

“Mm! It’s good. Think it’ll be even better when it’s done baking?” You asked taking another spoonful as Thatch finally dug in himself. He looked oddly smug.

“I bet it will.” Thatch responded simply as you huffed, feeling a tad flush. Maybe from the vigorous mixing you did.

You frowned, noticing how clean the bowl was now. The batter was too damn good to be raw. And you felt hot. Your skin tingly, particularly your lips and lower body.

“Hey Thatch, what kind of honey was that again?” You asked faintly, setting your spoon in the sink. Thatch came up behind you, pressing into your back as he placed the bowl in the sink and poured water into it. His breath washing over your neck as he leaned in close.

“I already told you. Specialty honey.” Thatch breathed. “Why? You feel something?” His damp hands settled on your waist.

Specialty honey?

“T-Thatch, was that… spiced honey?” You asked breathlessly, feeling the heat growing inside you as his touch felt electric where his fingertips brushed under your shirt.

“Hmm, so you’ve heard of it before, huh?” Thatch asked in amusement. Setting the jar on the counter and popping the lid. His fingertips gliding across the surface and scooping up the thickness. It was a considerable amount as his other arm wrapped around your waist. The honey covered fingers pressing against your lips, sliding over your tongue as you panted. “Not as sweet as you though, look at that~ Eat up, I got it just for you~” Thatch cooed as you sucked his fingers. The honey much more potent in it's raw form.

He pulled his fingers free and licked what little was left. Ducking his head to kiss you breathless. You couldn’t help squirming against him as he pinned you to the counter, tongue running over your mouth like he was chasing the lingering taste of chocolate and honey before pulling away.

He grabbed another spoon and scooped up a generous amount. This time drizzling it onto his tongue before pulling open your mouth. Sliding the mouthful of honey directly into yours, smearing it onto your tongue and down your throat as you both moaned. The heat only getting worse as you swallowed.

“T-Thatch! D-Dirty ass trick—” You whined, tugging on his shirt as he laughed.

“But worth it to have you fall apart in my arms like this. Here, one more for the road. Don’t swallow though. Keep it warm for me~” Thatch scooped up another spoonful with honeycomb and placed it in your mouth. You sucked on the silverware as he lifted you up and placed your front on the counter. “I hear eating the honeycomb makes you go mad with lust.” Thatch stabbed his own section of honeycomb and ate it. Before returning the spoon and ducking behind you. His hands hot on your waist as he pulled down your pants.

When you were bare, your toes barely scrapping the floor, he pulled apart your thighs and licked up the soft skin. You could only moan as you sucked on metal and honey, his hot breath washing over your sensitive skin. Wet tongue laving to your entrance. Pressing in softly as you whined, honeyed drool seeping from your lips as every touch electrified you.

He spread apart your walls eagerly, like he’d get more honey if he just pressed his tongue deeper. Lapping at your quivering hole as you whined, pinned in place for his hunger.

“So damn sweet, knew this was a good idea. Glad I kept this just to us, aren’t you? Wouldn’t want to share this sweetness with anyone else.” Thatch swore softly against your clenching hole as you came suddenly, cum spurting down your thighs as he licked up the mess. “Better than the batter~” Thatch kissed your entrance deeply, spreading apart your cheeks as he dug into your overstimulated walls.

The honey quickly watering down in your mouth as your face tingled in the smearing aphrodisiac.

Thatch kept going, his appetite incapable of being satiated as you came so easily on his tongue and fingers. Spreading you open to blow across the heated flesh teasingly. Each orgasm coming along faster as the heat continued to build, sensitivity growing between your thighs as his honeyed lips spread the effect.

There was a ding and Thatch paused, a deep growl vibrating against you as you were pushed over the edge again with a muffled cry.

Thatch pulled away with a curse, leaving you cold and shaking as he took out the cake pans to cool.

Before you could turn around though, Thatch’s heat was back and his cock pressed against your sopping entrance. Slipping in easily to the hilt as you gasped, spitting out the spoon and what was left of the honey.

“A-Ah~!” You panted, your face pressed against the hot counter into the pool of thick, pink tinted drool.

“D-Don’t be wasteful!” Thatch tsked at you while you whined back at him. His balls smacking into your thighs as he started to fuck you hard. “Go on! Clean it up or you won’t get any cake either!” Thatch scooped up the honeycomb and pressed it onto your loose tongue. Your lips sucking on his fingers as he rubbed it to the back of your mouth.

Thatch pulled his hand away to adjust you further up, shoving your face into the cold puddle to lap at it. Your face tingling at the exposure as you obeyed, moaning with every wet slap of his hips. The watered down honey still so sweet and hot as you licked it up. Thatch’s hands rubbing your sides and slapping your ass hard when you stopped to breath.

“Ah! T-Thatch~! P-Please~! Ooooh~!” You drooled onto the counter as his cock brushed just right against your walls, sending shockwaves through your whole body. Thatch leaned over your back, grinding that spot as you cried out in overstimulation.

“Please what, baby?” Thatch huffed, licking up the mess and following it to your panting lips. “What do you need from me?”

“M-More! More, please more, Thatch! H-Harder! A-Ahhn~! Oh! OH! O-OHHH!” You wailed as Thatch grabbed your waist in a bruising grip and fucked you as requested.

“Fucking gladly!” Thatch grunted, the kitchen echoing with the sound of wet smacks. His lips brushing over yours as you moaned under the relentless assault, body burning for more. Thatch slammed into place suddenly, shoving your hips against the counter as he came in a hot burst of thick cum. Grinding harshly for barely a moment before going back to his frantic pace, cock still spurting cum down your thighs. “Y-You know, the seller warned me the effects could last for hours~ w-with just a spoonful!” Thatch chuckled against your lips.

You whined.

“H-Hours!?” You keened, trembling against him as you came on his cock.

“Hours~!” Thatch cooed. “And we still have a whole cake!” Not pausing as his cock jerked with a fresh wave of cum again.

“Th-Th-ThA-AAHcH~!” You wailed, cumming hard as he laughed.

Thatch laughed again as you whined, sitting on the counter as he fed you cake. You squirming on his cock as he fucked your sopping, wet entrance gently.

“Every bite, babycakes~! If you leave it to just me, you won’t be walking for weeks~!” Thatch cooed, eating a bite of cake covered in a thin layer of honey and powdered sugar. “M-Mmmm, break!” Thatch put aside the fork and plate, grabbing your hips to bounce you on his thick cock. A thick spurt of cum dripping down his thighs and balls to the counter.

“O-Oh! T-Thatch~!” You whined, leaning back against him and raking your nails across his shoulders as you squirmed. The heat unbearable in your blood. “M-More~!”

Thatch grinned, kissing your wet cheek as he fucked you harder. Not in the mood to make you beg. This time.

Your eyes sliding over the two-tiered cake barely eaten. Thatch had made it clear neither of you were leaving until it was all gone. Unwilling to share the delicacy with anyone else.

“More honey? Sure thing, baby~!” Thatch scooped up some honey from the jar and smeared it on your hanging tongue. “My, you’re so hungry, maybe we should make another one?” he teased as you wailed, a fresh wave of arousal surging through you and down his thighs.

“Tha-ahhcht~!” he laughed, groaning as he shot another round of warm cum into your.

“M-Maybe this should have been shared with more people…” Thatch chuckled. “But I can’t imagine sharing you, baby! So, I guess we’ll just have to power through it together.” He cooed, kissing your bruised neck as his pace slowed. Finally letting you rest against him despite the raging arousal inside you, his cock still hard and pulsing.

He picked up the cake again and you whined. Torn between exhaustion and excitement—though how much was natural was heavily debatable.

Regardless, you weren’t complaining.

#one piece smut #yandere smut #oh sweet child of mine #thatch one piece #Thatch smut #Thatch X Reader #TW: aphrodisiac

[himb-oytoy]

hey bestie <3 as a treat

——

we had agreed, at the start of the camping trip, to keep each other updated on our locations: sharing it on our phone, checking in every few hours, so on and so forth.

the checkpoint passed long enough ago to warrant concern, especially since your calls were going through, and my location was still visible. i wasn’t picking up, and i was off the trails, so you resigned to come looking for me. (if i was able to think about anything, i would’ve thought to text you—but I didn’t.)

i was aware that the tentacles surrounding me shifted, but it wasn’t until they readjusted my position and lifted my head that i realized it was you. your eyes, still holding the light of intelligence and the resulting fear, met mine as the tentacles held you still, ripping your clothes off your body and leaking aphrodisiac onto your skin.

i watched while they gripped your cock, soaking it in more aphrodisiac and stroking it to hardness. you were still pushing against the tentacles, your hands reaching towards me, but my brain was too far gone to consider it meant anything other than what the tentacles were expecting of you.

i gasped as the tentacles held my legs apart and pushed you against me, sliding your cock against my cunt, still dripping with more of the aphrodisiac, before pushing it in, holding you by the hips while keeping me still underneath you, keeping you thrusting in and out of me.

at some point, the tentacles had let your hands go, letting you hold me close, pressing my face against your shoulder. your thrusts seemed less and less even each time, and the tentacle that had been gripping your waist was lightly wrapping around both of us, not quite holding us together but not letting you pull out as far, forcing you to hammer at my cunt with smaller, stronger thrusts.

i moaned into your shoulder, my eyes rolling back into my head. you gasped yourself, thrusting hard one, two more times, pulling back out one last time before the tentacle around our waists tightened, forcing you to bottom out again and cry out as you came, filling me up, the tentacles refusing to let you pull out even a little.

i couldn’t see your eyes, but i could feel the way your cock twitched inside me, still cumming, your hips fighting against the tentacles trying to thrust just a little more.

i had been scared when the tentacles had taken me, too, but i was so happy as soon as my mind slipped away from me, letting me stop worrying about it entirely. i knew you were in the same place, now. i buried my face further into your shoulder, comforted that i wouldn’t be alone in this pleasure—wouldn’t be the tentacles lone breeder, but instead one of two. and we’d both be so good for them.

- @otter-pup

fuck..

i think my first thought would be relief that i'd found you. then, probably dread, because i found you in a pit of tentacles that we're both stuck in now.

not that i'm worrying for long. i'm bound up by tentacles, thick, sticky aphrodisiac pooling on my skin and through any clothes that haven't been ripped off me yet. they've wrapped around my cock, and soon after i'm a mess, dripping pre-cum and begging for a hole.

and then it reveals you. panting, drooling, hole red and sensitive from the aphro. and so fucking wet. it presses me against you, chest to chest, my cock grinding against yours and so fucking ready to breed you. it puts me on top of you, guides your legs around my waist, and binds them there. it squeezes us together, forcing my cock to slip into you, forces us into a deep mating press.

i can feel myself bottom out. i can feel your hole milking my cock, so sensitive that you're cumming already. i can feel myself losing it. i know we're fucked, we're done for, so... i may as well enjoy it, right?

i can just pound away at your hole, bullying your cervix, heavy balls slapping against your ass. i was pent up camping, anyway, and now you're begging me to breed you (between gulps of aphro being pumped down ur throat). when it lets me move my arms, i slip a hand down between us to stroke at your cock, and an arm around your neck to pull you into me. you can just drool around my shoulder while the tentacles guide me into breeding you, breaking you.

it's not long before i'm just as desperate as you, though. i can't focus on stroking you, so i just grab your hips, while the tentacles force my hips so tightly against yours that you can feel the tip of my cock kissing your womb and i can only manage tiny thrusts. we try to kiss, but we're just gasping and drooling, i'm moaning into your ear and you're biting my shoulder while the tentacles force you to cum. force you to milk my cock.

when i fill you up, pressed right up against your womb, i'm panting in sheer fucking relief. and you're so broken you're whining, just whining and drooling, into my shoulder. neither of us are thinking anymore but we both get the same idea. we're stuck like this. together. breeders to eachother. and we both keep cumming to that thought alone <3

#bestie #i shit u not #i came twice just WRITING this #i've been desperately looking for stuff to get me off and this was fucking IT #i have brainrot now #i'm gonna be obsessing over this #ur the fucking best <3 #himboy rambles #tw: breeding #tw: terato #tw: tentacles #tw: cnc #tw: monsterfucking #tw: aphrodisiac #mlm nsft #nsft mlm

[the-0verseer-watches]

*hug!*

Eep!-..

I..I appreciate the affection but doth not touch me too long..

#human overseer #tw: aphrodisiac #tw: mildly suggestive

[screampied]

❛ TOO SWEET! ❜

geto, toji, gojo, nanami, choso. jjk men who can’t get enough of your sweet taste ‘& becomes needy for your touch.

total wc. 3.0k

warnings. fem!reader, aphrodisiacs, whiney men, unprotected sex, mating press, cowgirl, doggystyle, nipple play, eating out through your panties, dry humping, praise

an. request thank yew aiii, using this req as an excuse to make the jjk men whiney.

CHOSO ☆ KAMO

“baby w-wait,” he swallows, and choso’s panting heavily. heaving practically…

he just couldn’t keep his hands off you — ever since he told you in that soft, shaky red-handed voice that he ‘accidentally’ swallowed and eaten your freshly new bought sugary-coated sweets. “i feel so…” he murmurs, spinning you around before planting a kiss on your neck, then another, then another. “i need you. y-you smell sweeter than usual.”

“oh..is it that bad?” you stare up at him, a single eyebrow of yours raises, and he whimpers. you’re teasing him. the pout that curls down his lip is just adorable.

choso doesn’t give you a answer. he’s so starved of your wanted touch, all he does is drag a few inelegant awkward steps towards you, bringing you into a deep kiss.

choso cups your face with his big hands, his tongue swipes against yours and he backs you up against the glass cold refrigerator door.

he lets off a delicious moan inside your mouth and you gasp, feeling him spread your legs apart with his knee and your own whimper slips out as he’s kissing you. his body heat against yours was so warm, and every few seconds he broke away to repeat your name underneath his breath his shaky needy whispers. oh… maybe..

it really was that bad…

“are you sure?” you faltered with a shy smile, massaging the nape of your neck with your fingers. choso sat on the bed, his face remained flustered and plastered which nothing but whole heartedly lust and thirst. “this’ll help you um..stop feeling all….you know.”

“baby, yes—please,” he whines, his eyes plead. choso’s entire body felt so hot-tempered, warm.

it was cute seeing him grow frustrated, yet he was still as whiney as always, pink lips of his pursing and pouting as you teasingly and slowly made your way to sit on his face. “t-thank you, thank y—mph..”

your panties were still on but choso could care less, as you plopped down gently on his face — he couldn’t take it.

one single stripe lick between the crevices of your underwear was enough to make you moan out his name, hovering over him while giving him that same timid gaze. “c’mon. i need this, need you,” he’d speak, his own breath was racing against itself, jittery.

he gives your thighs a quick pry with his right hand, spreading your legs and you moan as he’s literally eating you out through your laced panties.

“ride my nose, baby. pleasepleaseplease. wanna savor my pretty girl’s—” and he pauses to breathe, almost forgetting to before moaning out. “..pussy.”

“c-choso..” you panted, starting to ride against his nose. he looked so pretty and submissive underneath you, a smile never leaving his lips as you were continuously starting to cover the lower half of his chin with your sweet slick. “fuck, fuck.”

his tongue was sloppy, never ending with the way it slurps your folds up. teasing your puffy clit with numerous sucks, his head’s swiftly moving and jerking as your hips moved and moved against him. choso reaches down to rub against the brick hard bulge building up in his shorts and he whines.

“c-can i touch myself?” he whimpers, and your heart swoons at him even asking. “….god, i’m so hot for you, baby. you make me so dirty. your taste… ‘s doin' this to me. just.. wanna please you, all night long baby.”

SUGURU ☆ GETO

“m' serious, princess,” geto mutters, gripping onto your shoulders. he looked like he’d just came back from his hourly workout. he’s staring you dead in the eyes, some strands of long black hair sticking to his forehead, and it appears as if he’s nearly out of breath. “i…ate your uh candy. but it’s not like you labeled it or anyt-”

geto freezes for a moment. he grows dramatically stiff, before staring down at his pants then at you. “shit.”

“…sugu, are you hard?” you giggled.

and oh, he grows so embarrassed. geto’s facial expression turns into a cute scowl, his ears grows hot the more he stares at you—and indeed he is.

geto’s boner was sort of hard to ignore. him wearing grey sweats didn’t make things easier either.

“can..can you help me or not? y’don’t know how painful this…is,” he huffs out and seconds later after you comply with a sweet little ‘okay’ he’s got you sprawled out all pretty on the bed. “more hornier than u-usual..” he swallows, leaning in to plant kisses straight down your chest to your stomach before he slides your panties off.

you stared at geto, and he licks his lips, panting. his chest heaved back and forth and he’s sweating a bit, he’s so turned on he feels so hot once he’s easing his way inside your pussy with his dick.

“m-mhm,” he bites his lip, keeping one hand resting on your tummy. you never heard him this whiney before and it was so cute. he doesn’t wanna rush but he can’t help it but start to create a pace with his hips. you moaned once he leaned into you, whining in his low voice, “kiss me, please. kiss me, princess.”

he was so thick. you felt him everywhere, his thrusts were so sloppy against you. more sloppier than usual but he was so driven.

his mind raced and his heart heated ten times faster than it regularly does.

“come here, baby.” you playfully smiled, moving his long dancing hair strands from his face and he deeply kissed you with tongue. hearing you say ‘baby’ got him more turned on.

the candy, your taste, and just your smooth sweet voice alone was gonna be the death of him.

“okay, okay…” he pants, you wrap your arms around him as his body weight lightly lingers against your chest. he’s so sensitive, warm as he leans in to kiss you for a second time.

it’s more quick and steamy. your tongue collides against his and you taste the sweet tang of the intoxicated candy residing on his tongue. you moaned at his hips smacking against yours at such rhythm. geto lets off a soft whiney purr at the way you comb a hand through his hair.

his lips were connected to yours for what seemed like forever. his warmth radiates against your skin as his body rocks against you.

“so sweet,” he murmurs, breaking away for a brief moment, his cock taps against your most sensitive bits and you whine. geto’s gentle but can’t help but be a bit crazy with thrusts, his strokes that made you dizzy. “i-i need more,” he huffs out, kissing the side of your mouth, then your neck, then your chest.

geto’s still huffing and puffing as he’s inside of you—each stinging slap he creates with his hips, you run into him and he moans, raising your right leg up, the leg that was wrapped around his waist to lick a long stripe up it while keeping direct eye contact. “can’t get enough.. ‘n it’s all your damn fault, princess.”

NANAMI ☆ KENTO

“sweetheart..”

is all your boyfriend says. you’re bent over the counter, and he pauses, you slip off a moan as nanami’s pressed up against you. his voice sounds lower than usual, raspy and somewhat whiney..? he intakes a breath before lifting the fabric of your sundress up. “i don’t want you to..see me like this.”

“kento, baby,” you shyly smile, not even facing him. “i told you yesterday not to eat the candy. the side effects are um…strong.”

with one hand, nanami tugs on his tie back and forth, he’s hot. “i’m aware of that now,” he grunts and you let off a gasp, feeling his hard boner rub against your ass. he grabs onto your waist and starts to make you grind your ass against him and he swears underneath his breath.

“fuck me,” he mutters in frustration. “forgive me, s-sweetheart but i just…i really wanna take you right here over this counter. restrain your cute hands with my tie and..”

“what’s stopping you then?” you teased.

and that was all it took nanami couldn’t hold back anymore, the lust overtook him and it was too strong. your cloying fragrance alone had him so tipsy. you’re perfectly arched over the sleek shiny, granite kitchen counter. nanami’s ruthless with his hits against your core. “k-kento..”

you’d moan out, your own hands pinned against your back with the neatly tie restraining your wrists, not too tight but just enough. you’re just bent over with the most perfect arch.

he’s so warm as he sloppily thrusts against you, again and again. his tip brushes against between your folds and you whimper out from how good he’s hitting you from behind. he’s got an exquisite tempo of roughness but also very gentle.

nanami grunts with the way your ass kisses against him each time. he purposely grows quiet to hear the hard hits, yanking on your pretty sundress. “jus’ like that, baby,” he’d moan out, barely able to contain himself. “throw yourself back…against me, jus’ like that…goddamn, girl.”

you were hunched over, wrists still restrained with his striped tie, a good grip of you as you’re being pounded ruthlessly against the counter. he’s never felt this horny and aroused before, hot and cold describes his heat and he groans at the way you move against him.

his dick reached you in each crevice, each spot with such ease you’re whining. you covered his base with your slick, he gets so hard from the recoil the more he stares down. nanami eyes the way the pretty sundress you wore—the one he bought you for valentine’s day, was all wrinkled and lazily pulled up to your waist. “s-so good, kento. more..”

“good, want you to feel good,” he rasps, caressing your bare ass once more. once his fat tip reaches your g-spot with a single hit you choke out his name and it sounds so pretty. “arch that pretty back just a more for me, pretty.”

you do and he gives you a soft encouraging spank, just to hear you whimper out kentooo. it drives him crazy, you drive him crazy—he’s so obsessed with the way your ass jerks back against him.

one swift smack and you moan, he slides a tongue across his lip, grunting at the way the recoil just bounces against him. he’s so dizzy, holding on to your hips, a firm grip and making you move back and forth before he starts panting.

“a little more, sweet girl,” and you do, moaning once his hefty base smacks against your ass. he starts to get a bit whiney, despite his low pitched voice, he’s completely losing composure. “all the way down, bend for me….y-yeah,” he stutters, and you get shivers, feeling nanami teasingly run two fingers down your spine.

“fuck, you’re gonna milk me, honey. make a…damn mess out of me.” and you do—because not even moments later, nanami ends up spraying thin ropes of of his cum all over your pussy, painting it like a canvas. “got me all messy just for you, p-princess.”

FUSHIGURO ☆ TOJI

toji’s hungry ass genuinely doesn’t care. 

the moment he spots a pocket-sized, untouched velvet box of tasty sweets with cute neat handwritten of a sharply that wrote ‘DO NOT EAT ME!!” he pays no mind.

eating it, savoring the rich taste of caramel and cinnamon. he’d probably eat in front of you just to spite you.

yet, the last thing you’d expect would be to return home to a needy whiny toji. 

“hey…girl,” you hear from behind you. he sounds worn out, as if he’d run a marathon.

he greets you with an awkward hug, which is more so just him feeling on your ass, his boner poking against your leg and he intakes your sweet scent before grunting into your neck.

“i…i ate the fucking candy. and all of a sudden you smell sweeter than..than usual and, shit.” he sighs, feeling your soft lips kiss the side of his mouth, his scar. “look. i just..i need you, bad,” and he sounds embarrassed, not even presenting you eye contact. 

his eyes hide underneath his long uncut strands before he continues, picking you up while gripping down on your thighs. “but..maybe this’ll fuckin’ help..”

and by that…he means putting you in a simple mating press, toji’s stuffing you full of cock, he’s doing more moaning than you which is surprising.

his weight that lodges over your pussy just smacks against you each and everytime. he’s treating you like a rag doll basically. you’re just dumbly being stuffed full of inches, holding onto his beefy arms while he’s thrusting in and out, smack after smack it makes your ears ring.

“mhm yeah baby—girl,” he’d choke out, and you’re squeezing down on him so tight it makes his jaw clench. “so damn…hot, fuck i need more…gotta overflow this pussy s’good it’s drippin’ out.” and you whimper at him clamping down on you.

his thrusts became so nasty and sloppy, barely any rhythm. 

toji looks so pretty when he’s needy. deranged, but pretty. he’s sweating a bit, beads race down the sides of his forehead, toned muscles were tense, including his back muscles. yet he blinks twice again.

slowing his strokes just a bit before groaning. “f-fuck, nasty bitch y’er tryna milk m-me?” and he whines—a gasp wretching from his mouth before that’s when toji realizes. 

he came early.

toji stares at you, panting heavily, bottom lip quivering as he’s still got you in a mean mating press. your legs were just dumbly in the air, twitching and you moaned at feeling his cum trickle down your slit, oozing out of you.

“toji baby, did you just whine?” you teased, heaving yourself. and toji showcases a glare, bringing a swift spank towards your pussy and you moan. 

“say…say that shit again…” he murmurs, all out of breath. he sits up, still stuffed deep inside you, his thick sheeny triceps flexed as he had them pressed against the sides of you.

“say what?”

he’s so embarrassed—a sheepish expression washes over him, tips of his ears were fuming with hotness before he grumbles, pulling out just to avert his eyes towards your messy pussy. “fuckin’….call me…baby again...please.”

“call you baby, yeah?” you teased, and he glares, a cute scowl on his face

“…you heard me, whore.”

GOJO ☆ SATORU

“hey, you’re back,” he utters, hugging you from behind. he smells so good—peppering your neck with a variety of chaste kisses, he sounds a bit shaken up and he’s far more clingy than usual.

the minute you hug turn around to hug him, softly running a finger down his undercut he lets off a moan. “y-your touch. ‘s been so long since-”

“toru i was only gone for three hours,” you mumbled, and he stared at you.

his entire face was flushed, his usual fluffy and well was all in his face. messy, ruffled, and he was sweating just a bit.

“why-” then you pause, moving your eyes towards the night stand to see the empty wrappers of candy scattered everywhere. “you- did you eat those?”

“no,” he immediately says, with a swift head shake, before letting off an ashamed, “yes.. i couldn’t help it. i thought you were just joking about the um…horniness.. but baby, i-i need you on top of me.”

he was so desperate.

you decided to 'help' him, in his way he wanted you to ride him so the lust could wear off, hopefully.

gojo’s so loud, slouched back against the squashy pillows of the sofa.

his head goes back before gripping your waist, whining at the way your hips rollicked against him. “f-fuck me more, touch me more. kiss me..baby please, ‘m so hot, pussy’s making me burn up, fuck..”

“satoru,” you mumbled, bucking your hips against him and it makes you suck your teeth. he was so big, easily stretching you out, molding out your pussy with such grace.

“stop talking.” you moaned, rocking back and forth. his cock, the girth of it stretched inside of you and you bite down on your lip.

gojo’s hair nearly covers his eyes, and he’s panting and whining each second. the way you clamp and squeeze around him makes his head spin.

“m-make me, girl.” he pouts.

you rolled your eyes, leaning in to kiss him and gojo moans in your mouth. the slim tip of his tongue ran against yours and he was so sloppy, breathing out his nose. he squeezed your ass with his left hand before whimpering once he started to bottom out.

he pulls away, simultaneously grabbing one of your breasts to latch his lips onto your perky nipple, a sweet attempt to hide his moans but he was still loud.

“mph,” he muffled, blue eyes staring up at you as you rode him so good his eyes nearly starts to roll back and you moan from the stimulation. his orgasm came so hard that he’s almost seeing stars. he painted your insides white—so much came out, it’s like he’s been saving his old just for you, he couldn’t stop tottering while being beneath you.

that’s when he lets out a sharp breath—tapping you lightly with his bottom lip visibly poking out.

“can..can you praise me?” he pants, you slow down your rhythm and gojo’s pupils dilates a bit, he swallows before moaning once you lean in to kiss near his neck. “your voice gets me so..tingly.”

“you did so good, satoru,” you hummed, kissing his nose, then his neck, then his chin, he’s still buried inside and he can’t stop moaning from your touch.

you run a finger down his v-line and he whimpers, his eyes following your movement and he was indeed warm. “…good boy.”

“jus’ hearing you talk ‘s gonna make me cum again, baby.” he choked out.

his soft shaky moans go against your ear the minute you start to ride him again, a slow yet sensual pace and he’s about to lose his mind. “don’t s-stop fucking me please. ‘m your good boy. all yours...fuck.”

#★vegasbaby. #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #gojo smut #toji smut #choso smut #nanami smut #gojo x reader #toji x reader #nanami x reader #female reader #choso x reader #tw aphrodisiacs #anime smut #anime x reader #tw sex

[anantaru]

Xiao and aphrodisiacs ? 🙏🙏

cw. aphrodisiacs, dubcon?? (just in case), fem! reader

"xiao... i can feel it work," you slowly let fall from your tongue, fluttering your lashes up to meet the eyes that hover above you, your naked skin smoldering hot as xiao rests his weight on top of you.

your body feels dense above the mattress— and the leaden quivering of your chest fights to match that of your fastened pants, your thighs wet of your slick as you clench and throb around xiao's waist when he keeps you pinned on the bed with his bare strength.

he doesn't believe he will manage to keep himself restraint when he sees you struggle at the way your body was feeling unnaturally hot with your core ablaze, your warm pussy quivering at each round rub against your sensitive folds.

xiao's eyes slowly trace over the soft expression on your face, "i love when you enjoy yourself," he admits as his fingers collect your arousal to smear them across your thudding flesh.

archons, you want him inside of you so badly, you're certain that his fingers surely wouldn't be enough, despite the fact that everything felt a whole lot more intense tonight, your bottom lip quivering at how dirty it felt to be so exposed and oozing of your arousal.  

his body was flush against yours, and yours with his as you want to feel xiao, until your thighs are practically glistening of him, you need him to engrave strong pleasure into your walls and stretch you into his shape before you can rest easy for tonight.

"how long do you think you can last..." xiao breathes while continuing to work his hand on you, "i can feel how you're falling to pieces," he continues, "and i don't want to hurt you," as he breathes hot against your ear before inserting one slender finger into your tight hole.

"no.." you feverishly shake your head, "please— just don't stop," and your words breathe against his skin as you unravel, your honeyed sounds awakening goosebumps on his roughened body.

his lips part when your walls mould to his shape instantly, and after the little pill you took, he finds out that you're extremely reactive tonight, not to mention so sensitive that it drives him insane when he leisurely pumps a finger in and out to test the waters on how much you could take in your current state.

you jolt with a quiet squeal when he nibbles along your jawline— and an interesting, not to mention sexy fact about xiao was that he needs to know if he was doing well and if you're enjoying it— in his mind, there was one element about seeing your pleasure overflow beneath him to the point where you're causing his thighs to tremor as you open yourself up for him.

yet, there's another crucial component when he focuses his sharp senses on your heartbeat, especially on the way your breathing would slowly change and turn quicker, or how impossibly wet you had gotten from a mere finger as he further imprints his trace on your sensitive skin.

"this is u-unfair," you babble out, twisting your brows and sliding one hand down to the obvious tent in his boxers, his thick bulge repeatedly grinding against your thigh to release some steam, "i do-don't think it worked on you," you sigh out defeatedly, stroking his bulge as xiao adds a finger, thrusting his digits through the sticky mess on your cunt.

"do you want me to stop?" xiao asks kindly, nuzzling his nose across your neck to take in your stirring scent.

"no.. no," your palm gently works up his cock as your legs spread wider for him, pushing your hips up to welcome his fingers as xiao lovingly smiles against you, "so hot— you're so hot down there," he says, pumping with adrenaline, xiao just needs to make you feel good, that is all he wants, to make you feel so fucking good.

you throw your head back in ecstasy when he changes the tempo of two fingers and pistols his digits quickly back and forth, pushing between your hole with the squelching noises setting your cheeks aflame, your chest rapidly rising and falling as you practically melt under his tender caress.

©2023 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify

#genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #xiao x reader #xiao smut #xiao x you #genshin x you #genshin impact x you #tw aphrodisiacs #cw aphrodisiacs #tw dubcon #cw dubcon

[merakiui]

!! Goldfishie Riddle !!

Gosh the possibilities,, maybe you were originally a volunteer but were kidnapped as a test subject for Riddle and given to him as a breeding toy? The scientists haven’t quite figured out mer biology yet and you were closest to the standoffish goldfish… so you’re a sacrifice in the name of science.

Somehow they’ve altered you for life underwater so you can breathe and be with him, but you don’t have fins or a tail, only clumsy human feet and hands. Can’t have you swimming away from riddle after all. There’s a shallower part of the pool for you to be able to stand up in but overall Riddle has access to you anytime he wants.

The chase part,,, Riddle gently nonconning you bc he thinks chase = mate??? And you have to explain to him the eggs don’t come out of humans, they stay in your tummy. And when the time comes to give birth, you’re in the shallow area of the water with Riddle gently but firmly stroking your tummy to help the babies come out. He whispers encouragement into your ears <333 helping you through the birth until your little goldfish fry are born! They’re all mini copies of their father with a few human features from you.

As a side note I imagine he’s a lil bit chubby in the cheeks for some reason, I just wanna squish <3

AAAAA YES YES!!!!

(cw: yandere, nsfw, female reader, non-con, pregnancy, aphrodisiac use, oviposition, breeding, delusion, implied stockholm syndrome)

Just imagine how curious he becomes once he realizes your arrival in his enclosure is meant to be a permanent fixture. Riddle is so visibly pleased by this change that he's smiling brightly, so overcome with happiness that he momentarily switches back to mer language and so all you hear are delighted clicks and whistles. He adores you so much; that much is obvious when he tries to be as close to you as possible in the water, reaching out with webbed hands to welcome you into his arms even if you're so intent on staying in the shallows, as far from him as possible. He's growing frustrated with your aversion, but he must remember to remain calm. Nothing good will come out of impatience, and humans are fragile creatures. He must treat you with care and respect.

Riddle tries to talk to you about random things to soothe you. Aside from the fact that you have been paired for mating purposes, the both of you are still friends. And isn't this good for your friendship? Won't living with him in his enclosure bring you much closer than before? Riddle isn't dangerous. He's nothing like those brutish moray eels or that sly octopus! He's sweet and genuine, and he only wants you to be comfortable while you're here. His space is your space now, and he doesn't mind sharing it. In fact, it would be so nice if you could sleep beneath the water with him, yet you're so determined to stay away. He doesn't understand what he's doing wrong. He shares his meals, he smiles at you, he talks to you, he tries to love you even if you avoid him... He's doing everything a good friend (and mate) is meant to do!

Sometimes the researchers feed you a strange medicine and it allows you to temporarily love him enough for you to let him explore your peculiar anatomy. Riddle likes to learn through hands-on experiences, so when you're so pliable and obedient his delicate fingers will spread your pussy open so he can peer inside while silently wondering if this is where your eggs will come out of. You stretch so wide! He's so amazed and awestruck when he fits three fingers in in one sudden thrust. And the reactions you make to all of his touches are so inviting. When you arch your back, when you gasp and moan, when your fingers curl into his hair when he slides his fingers out and replaces them with his tongue... Everything you do is so cute. He drags himself out of the water and onto the platform in the shallows, pressing his body against yours, to kiss at every part of you, cold hands curling around your breasts to squeeze and tug. When you're like this, you always let him sleep with you in the aftermath. You even let him hug you! Even though you may dislike the medicine the researchers give you, Riddle loves the effects it has on you.

You've told him time and time again that you can't release any eggs naturally and that there's no way you can mate in the way he expects to mate with you. The first time should have landed, but it took a few more insistent statements for Riddle to understand. Of course it would be different for you. You're a human with different anatomy and mating customs. But that doesn't mean he can't give you eggs. Merfolk are very adaptable creatures, and Riddle is a determined goldfish in love! When he chases you in the tank and you avoid him (though you aren't very fast; how can you possibly out-swim a mer when you don't possess the fins and tail necessary for cutting through the water so smoothly?), he thinks this is finally happening. You're accepting him and he can start a family with you. He's made sure to produce many eggs of his own so that they can all find a nice temporary home inside that warm, wet hole he liked to finger and lick all those times when you were under the influence of the medicine.

He's so gentle. His arms are wrapped around you and his tail curls between your legs, and he presses himself flush against your front when he thrusts all the way inside, softly cooing at you in an incoherent mix of mer and human language. He's learned that some humans often mate facing one another, so he wants to try this for your first time. And it feels so snug inside you, and he gets to admire your pretty face as you cry and whine. He'll swallow every protest with plenty of open-mouthed kisses, rocking inside you so very slowly so you can get used to him. You're clenching so hard and it's so tight inside that he wonders how an entire clutch will ever fit, but he knows you can do it. And he tells you this when he fills you with a special sort of slick that will help the eggs settle so much easier inside your womb. You squirm and struggle in his arms, but he holds firm, promising to you that you're doing well and that it'll be okay.

Riddle's so blissfully happy when he deposits the first few eggs inside you and you slowly but surely submit, your eyes veiled with glazed emotions. He thinks he might be crying as well when he feels your stomach swell, so full of eggs and slick and semen. He's going to have a family with you! He's going to be a father! You've finally accepted him as your mate (or perhaps he ought to say lover instead?)! He can build a happy family, one that will be filled with the love he never received as a fry. Oh, he's so, so happy and he voices his enthusiasm even if you aren't all that present to absorb his praise.

You still stay in the shallows after the fact, and for once Riddle doesn't mind it. You look so beautiful with your full belly. He stares at you with his elbows propped on the ledge of the shallows, so distracted and lovestruck that even the researchers can't get through to him. Riddle panics when they try to get close to you, and he splashes them when they attempt to touch you. The minute a hand that isn't his or yours strays too close to your pregnant tummy is when he's turning red with anger, glaring so viciously at the researchers and berating them with harsh, loud clicks and whistles. Though you can't understand his words, you can tell he's threatening and cursing them to the deepest trench and back.

Riddle likes when you pat his head. He likes when you soften enough to run your fingers over his pretty ear fins or squish his cheeks between your warm, welcoming hands. His fingers wrap around your wrists to keep your hands in place and he smiles so sweetly at you. Humans have a dozen ways to communicate their love for one another and so do merfolk. Mer language sounds very musical and rhythmic to keen ears, and Riddle can sing of all the phrases mers use to convey affection. He uses these even if you can't understand the sentiment. All that matters is that you know just how much he cares for you.

He's nervous when it comes time for you to give birth. Your stomach has only grown so much in the following months, a result of the goldfish fry getting bigger within their eggs. (He never anticipated just how big you would get.) He's excited, of course, but then there's also the underlying thrum of anxiety that courses through him. You've gotten better at letting him approach you. You used to flinch away and glare; now you seem less averse to him and his careful touch. He'll hold you against his chest, one hand rubbing circles into your hip while the other caresses your bloated belly to help lessen the pressure of so many eggs. He whispers the sweetest encouragements to you, presses kisses to the back of your neck, calls you mommy so you can get used to hearing it. You'll feel so exhausted and empty after the entire process and Riddle is so proud of you. He knew you could do it.

And perhaps you'll miss the feeling of being so full and round to the point where you'll beg him to fuck you again. He will (that's a promise), but you need to rest first. You'll fall asleep listening to a lullaby sung so softly in a language you can't understand, but it sounds so beautiful all the same. Riddle will kiss your forehead while he admires the many eggs, each one filled with a tiny, precious bundle of life. He definitely cries when they hatch and he sees his precious fry for the first time, cradling as many as he can hold in his palms and arms. How can he not become so emotional when they are the culmination of his and your love? He will adore each and every single one of them, and he's so lucky to be able to raise them alongside you.

#twisted chit chat #n/sfw #yandere twst #tw: oviposition #tw: noncon #tw: pregnancy #tw: aphrodisiac #tw: breeding #riddle my most beloved goldfishie <3

[suchafaunystory]

Need

A faun, forced to take a powerful aphrodisiac, leaving her so horny. so leaky. and so needy.

she’s on her knees before you, begging with her eyes as much as her words. she drools, staring up at you, mind filled with images of all the things you can do to her…

every touch sends pleasure though her thanks to the drugs in her system leaving her so sensitive. the more you use her, the more you fuck her, the less coherent she becomes. her begging rapidly devolving into broken words and needy, horny noises as you do what you want with her. begging and begging until she can do little more than drool and moan as her body is taken advantage of.

it’s unclear if her mind will ever recover, be she certainly doesn’t seem to mind~

#cw: intox #cw: aphrodisiacs #cw: dubcon #cw: drugging #tw: drugging #faunposting #my smut #smut #hornyposting #bottomposting #totally not inspired by a GWA by Winterlee97 on red dit #*wink wink* #I made smut

[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

Imagine if there's a "claiming" ceremony for demons that want to join their partners, similar to a wedding in Devildom terms but obviously no mention of holy matrimony. And since they're demons, the ritual allows for multiple demons to claim the same partner and publicly "claim" her

Traditionally in cases like this, the most powerful suitor goes first while others follow in whatever order they like and in whatever combinations they want. So for MC, who's loved by the 7 brothers, the ruler of the Devildom, AND his attendant, it's..quite an event.

Solomon manages to exploit a loophole to attend with Simeon, stating that it doesn't explicitly forbid non-demons from attending or participating: the claiming is between beings "imbued with magic in a contract of body and soul", and as he and Simeon are both imbued with magic...they can claim MC as well.

The only ones allowed to watch are the others involved in claiming the same partner, and as sinful as Simeon finds this, he loves MC and wants to have a part of his soul tied to her/her soul tied to his.

Needless to say, it's rare to have this many partners claiming the same person, so the ceremony takes longer than usual and requires a lot of preparation for poor Darling.

Diavolo enjoys a lot of privileges as the prince of the Devildom, but being the first to claim Darling is definitely his favorite. He's glad he doesn't have to hide his hard-on when Darling takes the chalice of succubus magic-infused Demonus and sees her start to rub her thighs together and cling to him. Barbatos, as his loyal attendant, is more than happy to help undress Darling and warm them up with his hands and tongue.

Some of the brothers are clamoring for their turn already and grumbling about it isn't fair that Diavolo gets to go first, but Lucifer quickly shushes them. It's an honor to share this bond with Diavolo and MC, and so is watching them. And he reminds them that Diavolo is the first to ENTER Darling; once that happens, the others are free to join in.

Once Darling's slick is coating Diavolo and Barbatos's fingers and tongue, the prince of the Devildom eagerly spreads her legs apart and sees the rest of the suitors watching with anticipation: ones like Asmo, Beel, and Belphie are shamelessly touching themselves and fucking their hands, Satan, Lucifer, Solomon, and Simeon are more subtly rubbing their cocks and preparing to disrobe, and Levi and Mammon are flustered and struggling to fight the urge to run up and fuck Darling without permission. When Diavolo finally eases himself inside of Darling, all hell breaks loose.

Asmo's happy to watch and touch himself while the others go at it, and the first ones to join Diavolo are Lucifer, Satan, and Barbatos (who took advantage of being the closest in proximity to Diavolo and Darling, the cheeky bastard). The rest are rutting against every bit of Darling's soft skin, leaving precum all over her thighs, stomach, arms, even her hair if it's long enough. Asmo advises Darling as he strokes himself in how to take everyone without too much trouble: "Theeere you go, ____-chan. See? One of us in each hand, Diavolo in your gorgeous lil' pussy, and another person enjoying your mouth. Now remember, if we all want to be inside her we'll probably need to use more Demonus to get her stamina back up and keep it from hurting...poor thing, she's in for a long night~"

And he's right. The entire royal hall soon smells of sweat, sex, and Demonus, and thanks to the magic fueling them all it lasts for hours with all of them (Darling included) begging for more. When the ceremony ends, all of them collapse and Darling is filled to the brim and covered with the markings and "essence" of the beings who've claimed her as theirs.

#thots #.myshit #.obey me #yandere obey me #yandere poly #poly yandere #fem darling #tw: aphrodisiacs

[scaredpigeons]

More than you can chew. II: those damned flowers.

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Elirah (genshin impact OC) x 4ggravate (Alhaitham, Kaveh, Cyno & Tighnari)

Word count: 5.3k

WARNING: NSFW 18+ MDNI. This fic contains smut between literally all the characters, the only two who don’t really fuck is ‘Haitham and Cyno cuz they’re the only ones unaffected by the aphrodisiac lol. Dubcon only because of the aphrodisiac, but come on, they’d all fuck regardless, so it should be fiiine.

CW: aphrodisiacs, sex, oral sex, (m and f receiving) handjobs, pussyjob, Tighnari knots Elirah, creampies, talk of impregnating Eli, but it’s okay she’s on birth control cuz girl don’t play around like that, dirty talk, Alhaitham and Cyno banter (sexually charged banter) anal sex (Tighnari rec), haikaveh and Cynonari content, multiple orgasms, Tighnari bites Eli.

Authors Note: I figured I’d post this while y’all wait for the Neuvi smut. It’s coming along, but slowly. I had to take a break bc I run the risk of carpal tunnel at this point, so I gotta be careful lol. I know this isn’t x reader, but I’d really love it if y’all gave elirah some of your time, she means a lot to me. There’s plenty more where this came from, and im working on more smutty continuations of part 1 so keep an eye out! :)

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Hot. Everything was hot. 

She gripped the edge of the reservoir, her vision darkening at the edges, fuzzy and strange. 

A wave of pure, nauseating need pulsed through her. She groaned, doubling over herself. 

“Eli!” Kaveh moved through the water towards her, resting a hand on the small of her back. “A-are you..?”

She moaned his name, the heat from his palm radiating through her clothes.

“Be careful, Kaveh,” Alhaitham said, still standing in the entrance, deathly still. “You might actually want to get out of the water, it affects women and Valuka Shuna more intensely than men.”

“I—“ Kaveh doubled over into himself a bit, clutching his abdomen while he instinctually moved closer to her. “All the more reason I shouldn’t leave them!”

Elirah turned, clutching to Kaveh’s front, pressing herself against him. 

“Hot,” she whimpered into his chest. “It’s so hot.”

“H-how do you…” Kaveh groaned, holding her closer as she rubbed against him. “How do you know s-so much about… hah.”

Elirah couldn’t control herself, everything in her screamed Kaveh, Kaveh, Kaveh. 

He was so warm, his skin felt so good. She ground her hips against him, seeking relief from the erection straining in his trousers. 

“Coolielust lotus was an extremely popular aphrodisiac in ancient societies.” Alhaitham said, almost hesitant as he watched Elirah push herself into Kaveh further, eyeing the way his knee ran between her thighs as she ground herself down on it. “It came up within my studies quite often at the akademiya, and if you read some decent historical texts every once in a while I’m sure you’d know of it too…”

Kaveh’s hands found the plush of Elirah’s ass as he helped her grind into him, his eyes rolling back.

Cyno stepped forward as if he meant to reach out to Tighnari, who was still clutching the edge of the reservoir as if he would otherwise float away from it. 

Alhaitham shot his arm out, blocking the smaller man from moving any closer. 

“Don’t.” He said. “They’re not in their right minds, Cyno.”

“But…” the general Mahamatra looked back and forth between his lover and Alhaitham, eyes pleading. 

Elirah whined, reaching out behind her at the forest watcher. “N-nari…” 

Tighnari moved faster than he should’ve been able to in the water, his hands latching onto Elirah’s waist as he ground himself into her from behind, pushing her further into Kaveh and causing all three of them to let out the most obscene moans. 

Tighnari’s teeth pulled at the high collar of Elirah’s bodysuit, and his mouth latched onto the soft skin on the side of her throat when it was exposed to him. 

“N-Nari.” She moaned. “C-cure?” She was surprised she could push the words from her lips, let alone think them. All she wanted was for this aching heat to be over. 

“Orgasms.” He growled into her skin. “So many fucking orgasms.” 

She moaned again, throwing her head back onto his shoulder as he and Kaveh moved in tandem against her, grinding themselves desperately into her back and front. 

Tighnari pushed her down further into Kavehs waiting thigh, moving her himself now as he ground against her ass. 

“Ah!” Elirah squealed, a sudden and unexpected high falling over her senses. “I’m gonna—!” 

“Cum.” Tighnari growled into her shoulder before licking his way up the side of her throat. “Cum all over him, ‘Lirah.” 

And she did, it blossomed from her aching clit throughout her whole body, somehow soaking the crotch of her shorts even further, despite the sloshing water still surrounding them. Her legs buckled as she cried out, body going limp as both Kaveh and Tighnari pushed and pulled at her body for their own pleasures. 

“This is…” Cyno shifted, hands coming to re-situate himself in the front of his shorts as his widened eyes watched his three friends writhe in the water below. “This is so wrong.”

Alhaitham wasn’t faring any better, but kept his mouth shut and his arms folded firmly across his chest. He was a grown man, a renowned scholar, and he prided himself on his impeccable self control. 

Kaveh unzipped the front of Elirahs bodysuit, pulling her breasts free as he leaned down to pop a pert, rosy nipple into his mouth— moaning and clutching her further into him. 

“Fuck…” Alhaitham groaned under his breath, feeling himself twitch against his thigh. It was unfortunate that the two people who tested his self control the most were two of the people in front of him, giving he and Cyno the show of a lifetime. 

“Off.” Tighnari growled, pulling at Elirahs remaining clothes. “Off, now.” 

Alhaitham watched with hesitant eyes as Tighnari and Kaveh worked to pull the back lacings of Elirahs corset before shucking it and her bodysuit down her body, throwing them on the bed of the water without a second thought.

 Elirah pulled at her gloves, flinging them away as she pulled at Kaveh’s clothes. 

“Need…” she gasped as Tighnari’s gloved hands pulled at her ribcage, growling posessively into the skin of her shoulder. “Need to touch.” 

“Alhaitham…” Cyno said hesitantly. “I don’t know if Kaveh being in there with them is a good idea…” 

Alhaitham struggled to pull his eyes away. “Why do you say that?”

“Tighnari… he can get possessive. I’ve only seen him act like this during his ruts… mating season can get… rough.” 

Alhaithams brow furrowed as he watched Tighnari’s hands get rougher and more persistent, and the low growls in the back of the fox’s throat grew deeper and louder as Kaveh continued sucking and pulling on Elirahs breasts. 

“Fuck.” Alhaitham cussed under his breath. “Fuck, fuck.”

He walked to the water's edge, holding his hand out to Kaveh. 

“Come on, out you get,”

Kaveh whined, pulling himself closer to Eli with no regard for the way Tighnari growled, the way he glared at him. 

“N-need,” Kaveh stuttered, pulling at the front of his pants. 

“I’ll take care of you, Kaveh, but you need to get out before Tighnari ends up hurting you, or even Elirah.”

Alhaitham couldn’t tell if the prospect of him being the one to take care of Kaveh was what made the man so eager, or the possibility of he or Eli being hurt, but either way his eyes widened as he quickly slipped from Eli’s grasp and out of the water. 

“He runs less of a risk of hurting her if there's no immediate threats to him, he should be…” Cyno trailed off as Alhaitham pulled a needy Kaveh from the water, who immediately jumped into the scribe's arms, locking himself to his lips and grinding incessantly where his legs wrapped around his waist. 

His eyes fluttered back to the pool as Elirah whined, only to watch as Tighnari pushed her against the edge, bending her over before roughly pulling at the front of his shorts, pulling them down and entering her in one swift motion. 

Alhaitham sat down, pulling Kaveh’s back to rest against his chest, facing the other two in the pool before them. He pulled at the architect's pants, freeing his leaking erection with firm hands. 

Kaveh writhed in his grip, gasping, hands grabbing whatever part of Alhaitham he could. 

“Shhh,” Alhaitham hushed him. “I’ll take care of you Kaveh, you’re fine.”  

His moral compass was skewed now, watching Tighnari thrust roughly into Elirah, watching her face twist in pure relief and pleasure as she white knuckled the rocky waters edge. 

Alhaitham kissed Kaveh’s neck, rough hand pulling at his cock as he brought his other hand to shove two fingers into Kavehs panting mouth. 

“That’s good,” Alhaitham murmured in his ear. “Suck on my fingers, I’ve got you.” 

Tighnari continued his rough pace, gloved hands gripping Elirahs pale skin as they both whined and cried out in the water. 

Cyno pulled his eyes away from the two on the ground, creeping forward slowly towards the water. 

Tighnari’s ears perked up, and he brought his teeth down onto the muscle connecting Elirahs neck and shoulder as he growled at Cyno. 

She cried out, body shaking as another orgasm ripped through her, Tighnari’s pace never faltering. 

“Nari, baby.” Cyno said, voice small and soothing. “I’m not gonna take her from you.” 

“Mine.” Tighnari growled, hips rutting harder, deeper. 

“Yours,” Cyno nodded. “Right Eli?” 

Her eyes were glazed over, but she managed to grasp a hand around Tighnari’s where it rested on her hip, squeezing it reassuringly. 

“Y-yours, Nari.” She moaned, eyes rolling back once more as the fox purred into her skin. “…’m all yours.” 

Cyno cautiously moved and sat at the edge of the pool, his hand hesitantly reaching out before brushing along Tighnari’s ear, making the fox growl, then whine out as he realized who was touching him. 

“Are you sure you wanna knot her, baby? You can always come out, I’ll take care of you.” Cyno said, slowly, without any pressure. 

Tighnari shook his head aggressively, mouthing at the bite mark on Elirahs shoulder. 

“No, no.” He whined low in his throat before it turned into a growl. “Gonna fill her up, give her my pups.” 

Cyno turned to Alhaitham, who was mouthing at Kaveh’s earlobe, still stroking the blond's cock as he writhed against him. 

Alhaitham must’ve been listening in over Kaveh’s whines. “She’s on birth control, it should be fine.” He murmured, eyes flitting between his hand stroking Kaveh and the scene before him. 

Cyno nodded, and continued to brush his fingers along Tighnari’s ears. 

“It’s gonna be a lot Elirah,” he said, though his eyes never left Tighnari, hoping to not spark up his possessive nature any more than it already was. “The first time taking a knot is… a lot. If you don’t think you can…” 

“No, I want it!” She cried out, meeting Tighnari’s thrusts. “Want your pups ‘Nari, please!”

“Wet,” Tighnari breathed. “So wet, warm. Perfect to take my knot. Perfect for my pups. Perfect.” 

Elirah had never felt so wet before, he was right. Slick seemed to pool from her in droves, coating his cock and dripping down their thighs as he pounded it into her, his thrusts losing rhythm. 

“Baby, I’m gonna help her through it, okay?” Cyno asked cautiously. 

“Take it,” Tighnari huffed, voice raising in pitch and hips stuttering. “Take it.”

Cyno cupped Elirahs face, thumbing the tears that started to form as Tighnari’s knot began to expand, and he pushed it through the tight ring of her entrance. 

Elirah clamped down on him, cumming with him as the first spurts of his seed painted her warmth in white. 

“Good, good girl.” Cyno cooed, wiping the saliva dribbling from her mouth. “Stay nice and still for him.” 

Tighnari grinded himself against her, knot locking his cock and cum deep inside her, moaning and gasping at how her walls twitched and pulled at him with every slow spurt of cum shot within. 

Kaveh keened, body vibrating as he watched with heavy lids.

“Look at him fill up our girl, Kaveh,” Alhaitham breathed. “Look at how pretty she looks while she cums.” 

And he did, he watched her, and suddenly Alhaithams hands became too much, his body burned where it touched his, and the cord inside him snapped, cumming all over Alhaitham’s hand in pretty white ropes. 

Alhaitham may have had some objections to getting involved in the recovery process before, but watching Cyno lean down to kiss Elirah sweetly on the lips before he pressed a kiss to Tighnari’s forehead only helped sway him in the opposite direction. 

The quicker they can get this out of their systems, the better. 

“More,” Kaveh whined in his grasp, cock still leaking and jumping in his hand. “Haitham… need more.” 

Alhaitham looked to Cyno. “How long does that usually last?” He watched as Elirah continued to flinch, her body vibrating at Tighnari’s cock jumped with more spurts of cum every few moments.  

“About 15 minutes, though sometimes longer.” Cyno eyed the pair in front of them. “It’s worse if he doesn’t relax.”

Alhaitham glared, suddenly feeling a spark of possession himself, wanting Elirah in his arms, wanting to be the one to take care of her. “Then make him relax.” 

Cyno seemed like he wanted to protest, but saw the way Tighnari still rutted his hips, shoulders tense and mouth still latched onto Elirah’s shoulder. 

He sighed, slipping into the water and moving behind Tighnari. 

The fox growled as Cyno pushed his shorts further down his legs, reaching to rub soothing circles on his thighs. 

Tighnari relaxed, but only enough to soothe the growl in the back of his throat. 

Cyno dipped his fingers between Tighnari’s legs, coating them in the loose mixture of arousals soaking Tighnari’s pelvis and thighs. 

He brought them back behind, circling a gentle finger on Tighnari’s rim, making the fox jump in pleasure. 

“Shh, baby.” Cyno pressed himself closer. “Relax for me, I’ll take care of you.”

Elirah moaned shakily, the knot inside her deflating ever so slightly, only enough for a rush of cum to flow out the space created, but still not enough for it to come out completely. 

“Won’t that just make it worse?” Alhaitham asked, attitude peaking through. 

“Once his knot is formed, it automatically starts the come down process, and it takes a decent while to be able to pump back up, only able to do so after it’s completely come down.” Cyno said, though he was focused on his fingers tracing and prodding at Tighnari’s ass. “The more relaxed he is, the quicker it deflates, and he loves this, loves having his ass played with, don’t you, pup.”

Tighnari whines, squirming a bit but otherwise still holding tightly to Elirah. 

“And he’s trained so well,” Cyno says, a bit condescending, not really speaking to Alhaitham anymore. “He knows to relax when I’m back here, otherwise I won’t be able to fit my cock in his pretty little hole.” 

Tighnari’s knot loses more mass, and a large rush of thick, pearly cum comes flowing out of Elirah, before she clenches down, inadvertently pushing Tighnari the rest of the way out with a wince and a whine at the stretch. 

His cock falls out, twitching and jumping as he watches his cum flow uncontrollably from Elirahs still clenching hole. 

He whines, reaching to shove his cock back inside, to keep the rest of his seed from falling out, wasted in the water; but Cyno grabs his arms and pulls him back, flush against his chest. 

“Nuh uh,” he tuts against Tighnari’s cheek. “You need to get out of this water, then we can keep going.” 

Tighnari whined and thrashed, but otherwise let Cyno pull him back, his more submissive nature being pulled from him by the General. 

“Alhaitham, come get her.” Cyno said, pulling Tighnari out of the water.

Elirah was still bent over the edge of the reservoir, the naturally smoothed stone rubbing deliciously against her aching nipples. She shook, feeling cum flow out of her still clenching hole, moaning at the warmth of it. 

“Sit tight, beautiful,” Alhaitham whispered just low enough for Kaveh to hear. “I’ll be right back.”

Alhaitham waded into the water behind Elirah, soothing warm hands up her spine. 

“How are you feeling?” He murmured, bringing a hand to cup some water before pouring it down the backs of her thighs, washing away the cum that had dripped down that far. 

“H-hot,” she stuttered, shivering as his hands moved higher to wash her leaking core. “It’s a burning f-feeling… inside…” she cried out as his fingers prodded at her entrance, pulling at what was left of the fox’s cum from within her. 

“Still?” He questioned. “Three wasn’t enough?” 

She shook her head, pushing back into his fingers as he cleaned her out. “More,” she moaned. 

Their attention snapped upwards as a low groan from Cyno rang throughout the cavern, and they watched as both Tighnari and Kaveh knelt at the general's feet, kissing and suckling at his jumping cock between them. 

“I thought I told you to stay where you were, Kaveh?” Alhaitham huffed. 

Cyno’s face burned a deep shade of red as he covered the lower half of it with his hands in shame. 

“Tighnari just… a-and then he…” he groaned, watching the fox and the blond make out over the crown of him, their tongues swirling against one another while slurping up the obscene amount of pre leaking from the tip. 

Alhaitham pulled Elirah from the water, laying his cloak out on the rock before putting her down on it. 

“You seem to have that plenty under control, General,” Alhaitham quipped, a light smirk forming across his lips as he watched Cyno struggle to remain standing with the attention he was receiving. “I’ll be just a moment.” 

He leaned down, pulling Elirah towards him by her hips before diving in between her legs to mouth at her core. 

She cried out, pulling at his hair and writhing in his grasp as he licked and sucked at her clit, moaning slightly at the slick that was still pooling from her. 

It didn’t particularly matter to him at the moment whether it was Tighnari’s, her own, or a mixture of both their fluids; all that really mattered to him in that moment was helping to ease the discomfort Elirah was feeling, and he knew the only way to do so was to fuck orgasm after orgasm out of her until the drug was out of her system. 

“Haitham,” she breathed, chest heavy with the weight of her impending high. “H-how are you so… good…” 

“I’m a quick learner, Elirah,” he murmured, slurping against her clit. “You knew this the other night when you let me crawl between your legs the first time.��� His devious grin was infectious, and through the fog she threw her head back and smiled at the memory. 

“And the second time,” he flicked his tongue against her in steady strokes now. “And the third.” 

Her hands gripped his hair hard as she shattered in his mouth, back arching off the cloak covered stone as she came and came and came, seemingly never ending as he worked her through it. 

“AH!” She squealed, kicking her feet where they rested on her shoulders. “T-too much!” 

“Really?” He smirked, it was small and soaked in her juices. “Because to me, it’s never enough.” He whispered. 

He continued to lick at her until the air pushed from her lungs in a dry squeal, and then he pulled away, admiring his handiwork. 

Elirah’s exposed chest heaved with her breaths of recovery, still glistening with water, although he supposed it could be sweat as well, a common symptom of the drug was a rising body temperature. 

He felt a pull in the pit of his stomach to lean down and lick it from the valley between her breasts, and almost succeeded in denying it, but she whined, staring at him through heavy lids as if she still wasn’t done.

“Fucking hells…” he cussed, leaning in to drag his tongue flat across her perspirating skin. She tasted sweet, delicate and floral, and he didn’t have the heart to think his way around why exactly she tasted so good. He just knew he enjoyed it, so Alhaitham allowed himself to give a couple more licks before he stopped. 

“Fuck!” Cyno exclaimed, still dealing with Tighnari and Kaveh a few meters away. 

Kaveh was pantsless now, pulling at his own cock while he mouthed at Tighnari’s jawline. The fox was jerking the General off like a madman, holding out his tongue, waiting and drooling for Cynos release. 

The pair of them staring up at him like that must’ve been too much, because Cyno bit down on his knuckles and came hard, coating both Tighnari and Kaveh in long white ropes with every stutter of his hips. 

Tighnari swallowed what he’d managed to catch in his mouth and leaned to lick the remaining mess from Kaveh’s face and chest. Kaveh keened, his hand stroking himself faster as Tighnari nibbled over his nipples, and Elirah shuddered beneath Alhaitham as they watched Tighnari bite over the marks already lingering there. 

“You like watching him, don’t you?” Alhaitham whispered, sitting her up and putting her in his lap, just as he had with Kaveh moments earlier. 

She whined, nodding and watching the blond shiver and pull at his own cock more aggressively. 

“Cyno,” Kaveh begged. “Cyno, kiss me.” 

The general smiled, a little more calm now that his orgasm had faded, and leaned down to do just that. 

Kaveh moaned into his mouth, whining desperately as Tighnari continued to suck and nip at him, making more marks across his pretty chest. 

Elirah shuddered again as she watched the moment where Cyno bit at Kaveh’s lower lip, and the blond cried out, his hips jumping as he spilled into his hand and along Tighnari’s lap, who purred lavishly at the feeling of it, his cock still hard and throbbing, knot fully deflated. 

“Good boy, Kaveh.” Cyno petted his hair, running his fingers through it affectionately. “You did so good, but I think someone’s waiting for you.” 

Cyno’s eyes trailed behind him, and Kaveh turned and watched as Alhaitham hoisted Elirahs knees up to her chest, exposing her glistening core to the cavern. 

Kaveh nearly drooled as he scrambled over, brain foggy and cock still throbbing with need. 

Cyno busied himself with ridding Tighnari of his clothes, bending him over in the pile to work his fingers back into his ass as he watched the scene unfolding in front of him. 

Alhaitham hooked Elirah’s knees over his arms as he reached forward for Kaveh, grabbing his cock and dragging it through her folds, shivering at the way they both keened in his control. 

“Please,” Kaveh pushed at her core, and Alhaitham let go of his cock in favor of grabbing his hips to still them. 

“Do you think you deserve it?” Alhaitham teased, pushing and pulling at his hips, dragging his aching cock across Elirah, her juices only aiding in the slide. 

“I didn’t take you for a sadist, Alhaitham.” Cyno grinned, thrusting a third finger into Tighnari and watching darkly as the fox shuddered and squealed. 

“Really?” Alhaitham huffed, his own small grin forming once more. “Because I read you as a brat tamer from day one, yet yours seems to be rather spoiled.” 

“What can I say?” Cyno sighed, pulling his fingers from Tighnari. The fox whined, and then mewled as the General pressed the blunt head of his cock against his well prepared entrance. “He behaves more when he’s kept well fed.” 

Cyno pushes his cock into Tighnari in one stroke, and the fox cries out, eyes bulging in their sockets. The general sets a brutal pace right away, slamming into the forest watcher with reckless abandon. 

Alhaithams eyes watch darkly for a moment before he returns to his torturing of the two in his lap. He pulls at Kaveh faster, effectively forcing what he’s heard called a ‘pussyjob’ onto the blond. 

Elirah cries out in his hold, Kaveh’s blunt cockhead pressing against her clit, making it throb and building her next release with each stroke. 

“You're gonna make her cum again, Kaveh. How kind of you,” Alhaitham breathed, teasing the both of them. He was sure Elirah could feel his erection straining against his pants, but he could honestly care less about it, watching the two of them writhe in his hold was gratifying enough for now. 

Kaveh whined, and the slaps of skin and cries from Tighnari grew, pulling the blond’s attention away. 

Alhaitham moved a hand to grab Kaveh’s chin, pulling his gaze back in front of him. “You’ll look at her when she cums, Kaveh. Don’t be rude,” he demanded. 

“Ahh,” Kaveh groaned, watching the way his straining cock slid between her folds with sloppy, imprecise thrusts. 

“I’m…” Elirah whined. “I’m gonna…!”

Alhaitham watched as she jerked in his hold, his grip on Kaveh’s hips getting tighter as he stroked the blond through Elirahs orgasm, watching as he shuddered and his cock twitched and swelled. 

Just as Elirah’s hit her peak, bordering into overstimulation, he pulled Kaveh back and angled his hips just a bit lower, making him enter her in one fluid motion. 

They both squealed, and Elirah shuddered with a dull internal orgasm, her body so sensitive from the external orgasm she just went through. 

Alhaitham guided Kaveh’s hips to rock in and out of her, and the blond gasped as he too came upon entry, his straining cock jumping as he pumped her full of his seed. 

“Good,” Alhaitham breathed. “Keep going.”

They both whined, long and strained, but Kaveh’s hips began to rock on their own, and Elirah’s whine turned into a groan as their shared juices frothed in a messy ring at the base of Kaveh’s cock. 

Cyno continued battering poor Tighnari’s ass with powerful thrusts, and Alhaitham noticed the pool of cum on the pile of clothes beneath Tighnari’s knees, and his already deflating knot. 

He mentally noted Cynos impressive stamina, though he didn’t really want to think more on why he did that.

Cyno pulled Tighnari upright by the hair, and pressed his chest to the foxes back as he continued his pace. 

“I’ll make you cum so hard you won’t have a single drop of it left in your system, Nari.” 

The general reached around and squeezed at the remaining knot from Tighnari’s second orgasm, making the archer cry out pitifully. 

“I’ll milk you fucking dry and then carry you home when your legs refuse to carry you themselves.” Cyno growled. 

Kaveh shuddered in Alhaithams hold once more, his hips picking up their pace. 

“Oh?” Alhaitham gripped his hips harder, making the blond moan out. “You like hearing them, don’t you, Kaveh?” 

Alhaitham grinned over the blond’s shoulder at Cyno, who smiled and nipped at Tighnari’s jawline from behind. “Hear that Nari? Our audience loves to hear how much of a slut you are for me.” 

Elirah cried out as Kaveh’s cock jumped inside her, his hips stuttering as his pace grew more sloppy. 

“Kaveh’s just weak for anyone who talks filthy in his presence.” Alhaitham teased. “Doesn’t even have to be directed at him and he’s weak in the knees, aren’t you, sweetheart?” 

“Mhm,” Kaveh nodded frantically, “p-please— ‘haitham.”

“Oh?” Alhaitham hummed, teasing him more. “I thought it was Cyno’s words you were enjoying. Why don’t you beg him some more?”

Cyno laughed, picked up Tighnari and walked them to lay him down beside Elirah, who was still folded in half in Alhaithams lap, legs still draped over his arms as she took Kaveh’s thrusts with weak yet satisfied moans. 

Cyno pulled out of Tighnari, flipping him and laying him on his back on the rock, entering him with a smooth thrust once more. Tighnari mewled once more, reaching out and grabbing at Alhaithams thigh before his hand found Elirahs, squeezing it tightly as Cyno returned to his relentless pace. 

“C-Cyno…” Kaveh whined, looking embarrassed to even be speaking his name, even though he’d been sucking off the General but moments ago. 

Cyno continued his thrusts, keeping one hand on Tighnari’s hip but reaching the other out to tuck a strand of hair behind Kaveh’s ear. 

“You’re so fucking pretty like this Kaveh, you know that?” Cyno murmurs. 

A shiver racks through the architect, and he keens, hips sputtering into Elirah once more. 

Alhaitham grins wide now—a rare sight—watching it all with rapt attention, loving the way Kaveh melts into his grip, hips keeping in rhythm with his pushing and pulling. 

Tighnari continued to moan and clutch at Elirah’s hand as if his life depended on it. Cyno kept fucking him with deep, powerful strokes as he murmured filthy nothings at Kaveh. 

Kaveh cried out one final time, his hips stilling as he filled Eli once more, the feeling driving her towards another peak for herself. 

She writhed in Alhaitham’s grasp, weak cries pulled pitifully from her chest as she gushed. The sight of both her and Kaveh must’ve set Tighnari off, because he too cried out, a particularly deep thrust of Cyno’s causing him to spray a weak splattering of cum all over his pale chest. His knot swelled half heartedly, and his eyes rolled back in his head as he seemed to lose consciousness for a moment. 

Cyno groaned as he watched it all happen, and with a final deep thrust inside his partner he climaxed. He tried to bite back his sounds, but the deeply satisfied moans were still audible even through clenched teeth. 

Kaveh collapsed onto Elirah, who weakly groaned as his softening cock slipped from her and their combined fluids rushed out of her and down her skin. Alhaitham released his hold on her, and watched affectionately as they both relaxed, the tension easing from their bodies as well as it could while they were still naked on his lap and the cold rock.

“Does Tighnari still have that really quick carrier bird?” Alhaitham said, releasing a breath he didn’t know he was holding. 

Cyno looked at him inquisitively, but nodded nonetheless. 

Alhaitham nodded in satisfaction. “Good. I need to send a message.” 

—

The moon was just peeking over the horizon as Aether found the cave. The message on Tighnari’s carrier bird was hastily written and contained just enough information to get him concerned enough to come right away. 

He’d elected to leave Paimon behind at the inn, the letter seemed like some discretion was needed, and Paimon wasn’t exactly known for her closed mouth. 

He ducked his way into the cave, following the sound of soft voices and a dull pink light to guide him. 

The scene in front of him was… a lot, to say the least. 

Kaveh laid flat on his back with his arms spread wide, shirtless in seemingly damp pants, his hair completely disheveled and stuck up in odd places. 

Tighnari was curled up in a ball in the General Mahamatra’s lap, his shorts and undershirt clinging to his damp body as he shivered, yet seemed a lot more relaxed than Kaveh. 

What really surprised him though, was the sight of Elirah being held bridal style in Alhaitham’s lap, her corset, gloves and boots piled neatly beside them as he wrapped her in his cloak, petting her hair and speaking in low tones to her. Though her eyes were closed, she had a delicate smile on her face, and Aether thought she looked rather peaceful. 

Alhaitham noticed his presence at the mouth of the cavern, and nodded him over. Aether was surprised that he didn’t shove Elirah away in order to maintain their seemingly tumultuous relationship status from outsider eyes, but he supposed that something must have changed since the last time he saw them. 

“You have the ability to use those ancient teleport waypoints, correct?” Alhaitham asked softly, as if not to wake Elirah. Aether initially thought she was just relaxing, but the steady rise and fall of her chest and slow heart rate were clear indicators that she was out cold. 

“Yes, of course.” The traveler nodded. 

“Can you, with the utmost discretion, get us to where we need to be? I’ll compensate you fairly in the morning, we just really need to get these three back to my house.” 

Aether looked at the group again, and it wasn’t just Elirah who was asleep. Kaveh looked as though his life force had been drained from him, and his eyes rolled around as he stared up at the ceiling. Tighnari was out cold like Eli, purring softly in Cyno’s arms even as he shivered every few moments. 

“Can I… can I ask what happened?” Aether blinked in the pale glow of the flowers, looking to Alhaitham for an explanation. 

“You see those flowers?” Alhaitham pointed to the soft, glowing plants behind them. 

“Don’t ever touch them. Ever. If they happen to get you with their pollen, you find one of us, or someone else you’d trust with your life and dignity, yes?”

Aether scrunched his brow, but nodded. 

Alhaitham sighed. “I’ll explain more when we get to my house, but for now, we should really move.” 

“Alright.” Aether moved to hoist Kaveh up. “Let’s get moving then.”

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[the-0verseer-watches]

Bites ur shoulder*

Ehm-!..~

C cease.. hh.. detach thineself!-

Why art everyone touching me whilst like this??...

#human overseer #tw: suggestive #tw: aphrodisiac

[konigsblog]

The stepfather!König is actually interesting, maybe with some aphrodisiac?

// intoxication kink, aphrodisiac, stepcest ... 18+

stepdad!könig and his undeniable urge to fuck you like an animal in heat. to have you in the back of his car with his thick, lengthy shaft stuffed inside your wet cunt, little pussy swallowing him hole and your skimpy dressed rolled up to your waist, degrading you for trying to wear a short thing like this to a college party...

all drunk, he knew you'd be hungry, giving you some aphrodisiac chocolate, fucking you relentlessly while you cry for him to be gentle!!! your stepdad slamming deep into you, his breathing heavy beside your ear and your legs hung over his shoulders, naked and bare beneath him, tip leaking into you, fucking his cum deeper inside your slit and filling you up.

“was für eine dreckige schlampe. hälst du das für akzeptabel? kleiner engel, du weißt nicht, wie männer sind, wie sie für die gelegenheit töten, dich so zu ficken – das.” he begins pounding into you, making each thrust prominent and painful, bruising your insides and making you sob from the overwhelming pleasure. slick coating his dick and your thighs caked in cum, humilated to be getting so wet and desperate for your stepdad

“what a dirty slut. so you think this is acceptable? little angel, you don’t know what men are like, how they kill for the opportunity to fuck you like – this.”

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