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#tw: knifeplay
moronkombat · 7 months
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Erm could u perhaps do a nsfw fic for havik x gn reader including sadomasochism, knife play, kinda bloody/gory n stuff like that please? Its fine if ur not comfortable with it.
- Let's Get Numb - tw: blood, gore, violence, sadomasochism
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They are alone. Alone with everyone. The decay, the rot , it clings to their skin and the air is rich with iron. Both of them so painted by each other, two masterpieces crafted by expert hands. The method of execution not one with soft strokes. Never would they lay a gentle path.
A paint brush becomes a blade, sharp and stinging. The liquid to color the canvass a rich cherry that pools and pools. What is this canvass? They are.
Nails coated in the tissues and blood mark their way down a back most exposed. Further and further they drag, parting the skin that binds their flesh. A groan, a cry, a scream the pain rocks through their body and their bones rattle.
It all such a delight all such a wonderous display. Havik purrs into laugh, stained eyes admiring his work but this merely the beginning. A licentious tongue wraps around his digits and the raw and untarnished taste of crimson has his eyes rolling.
That very same tongue swipes over exposed teeth before a hand grips a chin. He looks at them then and the crazed gaze he has is reflected back at him.
Hands are upon him now, slithering and searching. A distraction. Teeth are now upon the skin of shoulder and oh how they rip and tear. Blood pools in their mouth, a special treat, and teeth press into flesh deeper and deeper.
Havik seethes through his teeth, a breath sucked in while a face contorts wicked. His hand would push the back of their head wanting those teeth to tear again and again. And so they did while sharp nails scratch at his chest.
Hips roll and buck up into them, his cock sheathed in a veil of warmth. Atop his lap his muse sits, twisting and rolling hips that are covered in bruises. His gift to them and Havik had much more to give.
A bloodied tongue laps at his wound not to soothe but to taste and gather his crimson. Wet, it moves up the length of his aching neck. Up and up until a gore covered tongue begins to swipe over teeth exposed between a mangled cutis.
There is that purr again and he laughs low and grumbled as his partner smears his own blood across his face and mouth. They to not stop there, no not even close. Their tongue pries those jaws open and blood and saliva mingle and now Havik tastes iron.
His hands grip at their hips, and purple bruises are bleached white under his pressure before nails press and rip into them. The feeling of you tightening around his length does not go unnoticed and he scratches at your bruises continuously.
It is then he feels the sharp bite on his tongue, their teeth bursting that wet and fleshy muscle and the blood pours. Drip, drip, drop it runs down his chin, his chest and oh how it burns. He grabs their hair, forcing their neck to be that like a crane and still they smirk with lips coated in dripping blood
The reflection of light is caught on the curve of a blade as he fetches it. That neck of theirs exposed and vulnerable. The chill they receive as that knife's edge so lightly traces down the length of their craned neck has eyes fluttering.
Soon those eyes are wide and their lungs are burning. The tip of the blade cutting across the curve of their jaw. Eyes so manic watch as they yell in pain and Havik wants more more and more. The blade his brought from them and then to him and it begins to carve.
It cuts and shreds the skin of chest wide and deep and Havik laughs louder and louder. His own neck now craned back as he writhes in the joyous agony the two of them create. Lips upon his teeth, hands pulling his hair and yet again their tongues meet while he continues to fuck them raw. They will continue this path. They will carve each to pieces.
'Til they don't feel nothing.
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chrisbangsbf · 11 months
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you look good enough to eat
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Chan/Hyunjin
Explicit | 1,666 words
Tags and Warnings: vampire chan x gore whore hyunjin, blood and gore, blood drinking, biting, cock biting, painplay, referenced knifeplay, wounds and injury, consensual kink, established relationship, Dom/sub undertones, switches hyunchan
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"You look good enough to eat." Hyunjin snarls, lips in an evil smirk as he eyes the masterpiece he's created in front of him. 
Chan is kneeling, hunched over in front of Hyunjin's feet, gashes creating beautiful crimson art across his back and shoulders, all the way down to the swell of his ass. There's a stark pool of blood under his pale naked body as well, and the artist in Hyunjin is so very pleased. Proud of his knife work. Ogling the split open flesh like it's a dessert he wants to dig his tongue into.  
"So, so beautiful," Hyunjin whispers, digging his fingers into one particularly harsh wound on Chan's spine. His fingers get covered in blood and he grins wider, watching closely as Chan writhes in pain yet he doesn't make a single sound. "My beautiful, sweet, delicious Channie." 
Chan must be in excruciating pain, Hyunjin knows. But that's what makes it so exhilarating to toy with him. Being able to do as he pleases, even amongst a creature that could kill him in an instant... one that can never die… The power makes every nerve in Hyunjin's body feel like a live wire, sparking with a dangerous amount of electricity. 
Unlike Hyunjin, whose body is covered in scars of all shapes and sizes, from not only his own doing but Chan's as well, Chan's body will go completely back to normal eventually. The wounds will heal within days, and the scars will become nearly invisible after a few weeks. He loves this kind of treatment anyway, downright begs for it sometimes, even. To have Hyunjin cut him up and whip him until his body is covered in deep purple bruises and tender welts. 
It's all part of their exchange; Chan likes the taste of Hyunjin's blood, and Hyunjin likes to beat the shit out of Chan. Chan likes being beat the shit out of, and Hyunjin likes being sucked dry (in more ways than one). It works for them. 
And not to mention, they're also just totally, utterly in love. A gore whore and a vampire. The perfect match.
Hyunjin hums and smears the trickling blood across Chan's ass, soothes the raw skin for a moment before landing a solid smack against it. Chan's whole body jerks forward from the weight of it and Hyunjin sees the way his face twists from the nearly unbearable pain. And if he's not mistaken, he also finally hears a small whimper from below. 
"Did I hear something?" Hyunjin quickly grabs a thick chunk of Chan's hair and yanks his head back harshly. He watches his eyebrows scrunch, brilliant red eyes looking up at him, brimming with unshed tears.
Chan doesn't speak for a moment, undoubtedly too distracted by the stinging in his scalp and also the flood of embarrassment rocking through him. 
"Answer me," Hyunjin hisses, voice stern. Chan whines, and he sounds positively pathetic. It makes Hyunjin's cock twitch. 
"I'm sorry, I–" Chan begins, but the grip on his hair tightens and he falters for a moment. "–I didn't mean to," he swears, voice wet and desperate. His arms tremble where he's holding himself up, and suddenly Hyunjin's hand is releasing his hair and cupping his cheek instead, shushing him gently. It's like experiencing whiplash. 
Chan can't help but to lean into the touch, even after everything. Hyunjin laughs, cold. 
"I should punish my plaything for disobeying." Hyunjin smears the blood below Chan's nose with his thumb and dips it between his equally bloody lips. Chan shakes, eyes pleading as he sucks around it. "But I won't, since you owned up to it like such a good boy," Hyunjin adds before moving away completely, leaving Chan there on his hands and knees as a sob escapes his throat. 
Tears drip down Chan's face at the loss. He feels extra sensitive, extra hungry, and he knows Hyunjin must feel a little bad for him because he's soon sitting on the floor next to him and pulling Chan into his lap. He's given a slow kiss, lazy like Chan isn't still actively gushing blood from several wounds across his body. There's no urgency behind Hyunjin's movements, and Chan can feel the lust swirling hot and heavy in his gut. 
Fingers are pushed back into his mouth when sits back, blood slick and gritty from where Hyunjin must have wiped some up off the grimy floor, and Chan moans out loud at the taste. He must admit, his own blood doesn't taste that great, being dead and all that, but the fact that Hyunjin gets off on this as much as he does makes everything worth it. 
Chan laps the digits clean and melts under Hyunjin's praise and the headiness of pain, gladly spits into the other's palm when he offers it and lets him wrap his soiled hand around both of them to jerk them off. Chan's eyes fall to his long, slender, beautifully ruined fingers as he works them until Chan's squirming in his lap.
When they'd first gotten together, before they'd created the beautiful mess they have now, Chan had offered to file his teeth so that he wouldn't hurt Hyunjin. He’d even promised that they’d come back and sharpen over time. Horrified, Hyunjin had told him absolutely not, that his fangs were a beautiful part of him. Chan had felt fond then, growing even more so when he'd discovered just how much Hyunjin got off on his gentle nips and bites. That he got off even harder to the harsher ones, and harder still when he'd get to watch Chan rip some poor bastard's throat out. 
Now, with his teeth sunk into the squishy flesh of Hyunjin's neck, he feels overwhelmed with gratitude. He tastes so sweet, so sultry, so smooth and energizing. His own personal energy drink. 
"You're so pretty, Jinnie," Chan says as he leans back, blood trickling down his chin as he runs a fingertip up the center of Hyunjin's bruised sternum. "Always so pretty for me. You're my pretty little gore whore, aren't you?" 
Hyunjin makes a strangled noise as Chan dips forward to lick a flat stripe over a pair of puncture wounds right above his collarbone. “Yeah," he moans. The sting feels so good he's surprised his achingly hard dick hasn't betrayed him and came yet. Especially after getting to spend so much time carving Chan's beautiful body to his heart's content.  "All yours." 
Chan chuckles darkly, sucking up a little mouthful of his lover's blood, reveling in the sweet metallic taste against his tongue as he swishes it around in his mouth for a moment before leaning forward to grab Hyunjin's chin. He squeezes his mouth open and Hyunjin immediately sticks his tongue out for Chan to spit it all into his mouth. 
Chan almost hates to let the sweet flavor go, but thinks it's worth it to see the other's teeth stained red and still have the pleasantly bitter aftertaste on his tongue. 
Hyunjin swallows and lets out a groan that nearly makes Chan snap. He glances down to where he's still working his hand up and down their lengths and finds himself salivating. Wanting more. Needing more. 
"Can I suck you off?" Chan begs, voice hoarse from abuse. Hyunjin's cock is beautiful, he thinks, even covered in a sticky layer of blood like this. Especially then, to be honest. 
"Fuck– yeah, baby, go ahead," Hyunjin curses, nodding as Chan groans and slips himself back onto the floor to take Hyunjin into his sore mouth.
The inside of Hyunjin's thighs are still painted red from Chan fucking into him earlier, and Chan's fingers equally as messy as he grips onto his hips and wraps his lips around his cock. He absolutely doesn't mind the teeth, either. He scrapes the tips of his fangs against the other's shaft and revels in how Hyunjin hisses and bucks deeper into his throat.
Hyunjin leans back, naked back meeting the cold puddle of blood below them, crusting into the tips of his hair as Chan pulls him apart. 
The smell is intoxicating – Hyunjin's arousal and sweat smells heavenly, enough on its own to make Chan leak desperately despite the fire dancing across his skin, but the blood only enhances that. Makes Chan feel feral with desire.
When Chan bites down just enough at the base of his cock for it to bleed, Hyunjin comes suddenly with a shout, burying himself deep in Chan's throat as his body pulls tight and shudders.
Blood and cum fill Chan's mouth and he chokes on it, making him splutter grossly until Hyunjin's yanking him off and digging his nails into his scalp with a hiss of overstimulation. He swallows hard, sniffling the snot away and instead running a finger through the gathered blood between the base of Hyunjin's cock and balls before sucking into his mouth to fill the void. 
Hyunjin smirks and drags his nails down to dig into Chan's shoulder blade, which only adds to the pleasure building in Chan's abdomen. 
The sweet taste of Hyunjin's blood on his tongue in combination with the sting from his nails and how furiously he pumps his cock over Hyunjin's limp body is all it takes for Chan to come too. He shoots out over Hyunjin's balls, cursing as finally gets to milk himself dry after being riled up for so long. His brain blanks for a moment as he comes back to his body – then he proceeds to collapse on top of Hyunjin with a defeated huff.
Hyunjin laughs, almost hysterically, as he reaches up to run his fingers through Chan's blood-stained hair. He smiles, teeth showing and eyes crinkling as Chan leans down to kiss him. Slow and deep. 
Chan ends up laughing too, between kisses, and as they lay there covered in spit and blood and cum, he whispers right up against Hyunjin's pulse point, teeth scraping the delicate skin, "See, now you're the one that looks good enough to eat."
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anjelicawrites · 10 months
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Normal people think about the topics of the exam, while waiting for their competitive entrance examination, I was daydreaming about poly!Aemond, poly!Osferth and knifeplay. I'm winning no matter the outcome.
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sovtonyx · 1 year
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Make her sharpen the knife you threaten her with
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facesofthefog · 8 months
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[ ♡ >> send me a kink and I'll have my muse rate it << ♡ ]
scale: fuck no, gross, not for them, eh, no opinion, kinda, hot, fuck yes, p l e a s e do this
Anonymous asked: ~*a wide array of kinks for you*~
Bass: petplay (as in dog bowls, cages, animal noises, not just leash & collar), foodplay
Petplay - "Kinda / hot". There are some elements of petplay that Bass enjoys. When he's the "owner", Bass doesn't mind pet sounds, if that's what his "pet" is into. He would also enjoy feeding you from a dog bowl or locking you in a cage. Bass will go as far as his partner wants to go, and can find it enjoyable.
When he's in the role of a "pet", Bass prefers to keep to collars and leashes only. At most he'd be happy to get a bone gag, or even a puppy hood. But he will not go as far as animal sounds (although he might give a teasing bark) bowls, or cages. And him being in the role of a "pup" is reserved for Amanda (@a-swines-baptism) and Eli (@midnight-radio-host).
Foodplay - "not for them". When sleeping with a survivor, Bass doesn't consider them as food. Not anymore. And although he does feed during sexual activity, he doesn't consider that as "foodplay". He also wouldn't know how to participate in such a kink, as he had never experienced it himself.
Liam: breathplay, bloodplay
Currently, Liam has not experienced either. However, breathplay would count as "hot" if he's the one performing and a "no opinion", if he were to experience it himself. Seeing someone on the verge of passing out could be a thrilling experience. As for bloodplay, he's on "not for them" regardless if he's the one being carved or not.
Simon: pegging, biting (giving/receiving)
Pegging - "fuck no". He's aware that some are capable of experiencing pleasure from pegging, however he was never even mildly curious about it.
Bitting - giving "fuck yes", receiving "kinda". Simon could find it difficult to resist biting. But he would resist, if his partner was not into it. This is potentially the only moment where he drops his vanilla zone. Especially that if his partner was really into it, the needs of both him and his wolf side might merge, and the bites might not end on soft love nibbles. As for being bitten, he wouldn't mind his partner responding with the same. It's not something he finds particularly "hot", but he's not about to say his partner is not allowed to bite him back.
Samuel: sounding, service gags
Sounding - "eh". The concept sounds terrifying to Samuel. But he had also heard in the past of the potential for increased sensitivity. He would be curious about it, but only with an experienced partner who he trusts. He'd rather not be an experimental subject for someone who has no prior knowledge. If he were to perform it on another, it would be a "fuck no". He'd be too worried about potentially damaging his partner.
Service gag - "hot / fuck yes". Samuel's main interest is causing pleasure to his partner. And being in a situation where he's made to serve is thrilling. Perhaps he'd not be as willing at the start of a relationship, but all depends on his choice of partner.
Nathan: cannibalism, needles
Cannibalism - gross. This guy may at times lick blood off his knife, but turning his victims into prey of a hunt does not have the same thrill to it. He was never interested in human meat, and potentially won't be.
Needles - not for them/kinda. It depends really. He might be interested in experimenting with some drugs that need to be first injected. But, as a whole, Nathan prefers it when is partner is lucid and aware of his surroundings. And if you need to restrict someone's movements, rope or muscle can be as good as paralysing agents.
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bittsandpieces · 2 months
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I wanna get in your mind and open up pandora's box
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depraved-gf · 5 months
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babygirl-diaz · 2 years
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Kinktober 12: Using Weapons
(Day 12 of this Kinktober list with the prompt using weapons. I'm doing this with @sarastars. TW: KNIFEPLAY)
Sam was not expecting this. His vanilla husband wanting to bring a knife into the bedroom was definitely shocking. Sam was a little hesitant, but then his curiosity got the best of him, and brought a swiss army knife to the bed He gave the knife to Steve and lay back, waiting with anticipation for his husband to use it on him when Steve shook his head.
"No, I want you to use this on me," he said and gave the knife to Sam. "I would never subject you to that, sweetheart."
"But baby-" Sam started to say but was stopped by Steve capturing his lips in a kiss.
"I have fast healing abilities, sweetheart. I can take it," Steve told him.
"I may not have healing abilities, but I can take it too," Sam replied, frowning.
"I know you can, baby, but I really want you to use the knife on me," Steve said and kissed Sam again.
Steve lay back on his back, and Sam climbed over him. "You ready?" He asked.
"As I can be," Steve replied, giving Sam a reassuring smile.
Sam nicked Steve's shoulder, making Steve gasp, and then sucked on the spot, before licking it up.
He did the same to his arm, his chest, and his stomach and watched in awe as each tiny wound healed without any effort.
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yummgoree · 5 months
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dead-air-radio · 1 month
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Cutting all by yourself sweetheart?
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teratophillia · 3 months
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Self destruction is hot, attractive and addictive. I just need it to be more toxic, more damaging. I want it to hurt.
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sovtonyx · 2 years
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Hold a knife to her throat whilst you make out
Begging her to call your bluff between kisses
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