Why Run Away From The Unknown? 

⌞ FRANTIC ⌝

... don't worry, you don't have to stay the same.

writing style: referring to yuuta's genitals as 'pussy / clit / labia (lips) / hole', 'juice'; rude language (used, fucked, abused, and the like), red text (xxx), random narration; drabble + headcanons, ± 5k words

content warnings: unhealthy behaviour (mutual obsessiveness, clinginess, mild manipulation, mild possessiveness), established relationship, pet names, interspecies relationship / xenophilia, teratophilia / monsterfucking, power imbalance, size kink / size difference, species dysphoria (several times explicitly mentioned)

hypersexuality, CNC (implied), heavy petting, quiet sex, rough sex (biting g., mild blood play), semi-public sex, unprotected sex, mention of sex in front of a mirror, deep penetration + belly bulge + cervix fucking, tongue-fucking, face sitting, squirting, mild sadism / masochism, mild dirty talk, hyperstimulation (g.), forced orgasms + multiple orgasms (g.), fingering (g.), praise (r.), light body worship (g., r.)

darlings: yuuta okkotsu x vengeful cursed spirit!reader; dom!reader, monster!reader

#note: '#don't have a dick??? don't worry honey lmfao lol just tentacle fuck him' you are- /// as one great man said, "this bitch has no thoughts" (or something like that)

The first months... it was hard.

Even if you became a cursed spirit by your own (albeit posthumous) will, even if it seemed to you as if you had been living in this body for eternity, even if you began to get used to other sensations inside — it still felt wrong, and this difference made you feel... uncomfortable whenever the memories of the past surfaced in the head. It was as if your memory was mocking you, sneaking up in the form of old roads, photographs, a casual glance at the sky, familiar animals, this expression of his face, the flickering of light, Rika's movements — involuntarily reminding you of the past, to which you will never return either physically or mentally.

Big hands, big claws, formed too correctly and too incorrectly; sometimes you yourself did not know whether this was a real body or a shell, or whether the past body was a real body or a shell. At what point did "you" begin to exist? Did this "you" exist in the past? Or you have become "yourself" only now, when the cursed energy flowed through, turning into your body?

Even when you used to control it, using for own purposes, it was completely different from the present moment; the whole body is woven and permeated, you are the cursed energy, and not the "carrier" at all. Everything inside you was bubbling, ready to get out at any moment, but now you felt that it was all yours,

you were what wanted to get out,

and that's — that's wrong.

... Yuuta didn't bother at all. And didn't remind you of the past. And didn't even act like there was something 'wrong' with you. He only smiled tenderly in love when you were next to him again — or when you stretched out your paw to touch his head or cheek, and he grabbed it as if he was your toy. So tiny and cute. So gentle and trusting. As if you always looked like that — as if he fell in love with "such" you, who did not look like a human in anything but names, character traits,

and mad love.

For him.

Not that it's weird — it's hard not to adore him, even if Yuuta used to make you want to tease or bite him a little. But love 'before' and love 'now' were completely different, as if before you just wanted to bite him, just a small bite, now you wanted to make his whole body be in your bloody marks — if such comparisons sound correct, you are not sure, you are so not sure,

you just know that you need him;

it is your — and his — love that has become the reason why you are still here.

After all, you are here because of love. And he is here because of love.

But there is one "but".

Yuuta was anxious — always anxious, always nervous; too dependent, too meek, too easily giving up, too pathetic. He knew it himself.

In the end, no matter how often he encounters problems, he will run away and hide. It doesn't matter what he 'wants' or 'can', as long as he can hide in the sink. He doesn't need to go out if he can stay here forever. No one will see, no one will notice. Even if he is cold, going out with a fire is putting himself in danger of getting burned.

And he, he doesn't want to get burned — he wants to curl up and never turn around.

And you, you... you were different. Completely different — absolutely not his breed, not even close. You were a lush, luxurious flower, able to break through concrete, germinate in acidic earth, rising even when you are trampled — just to get the sun's rays and become the most delightful and admiring child of the earth, even if you don't know it.

And Yuuta was just an ugly crooked flying butterfly. The same butterfly that protects itself by looking scary and ugly, hoping that then it won't be eaten — and then turns out to be alone, because the flowers don't need it either.

You loved someone like him too much, even if there were definitely more deserving ones around — not that he ever drew your attention to it, though. At first it was soft and smooth, rather platonic; with silly smiles, a desire to get to know each other more, and these constant gatherings until his head starts to spin. Yuuta was one of those who are looking for connections and depth after a century of hunger — you were ready to give it to him, allowing to move indecently close, clearly ignoring the personal barriers that you went through as if it was an atavism in your relationship.

"He's really cute"? "You believe in him"? His face definitely looks so flustered, with those big doe eyes and a feverish blush, like he's sick — he even feels like started sweating oooouuuch — but you don't say you're joking. Even when he asks you if it's a joke.

... You were so majestic that it took his breath away.

And then you took his heart.

(maybe he should have taken your last name then, hahaha — but then he didn't even dare to dream about it)

It was slow anyway.

Tantalizingly slow.

As if he was being roasted on a low fire — with these politely greedy touches, quiet cooing whispers and too intimate glances — instead of immediately burning.

You moved, you controlled; even if Yuuta desperately clung to your hand to get even more kisses until you tried to calm him down, you both understood that 'he will get a kiss or not' depends only on you while he tried to take as much as he can — maybe that's why your attempts to convince him to relax were like trying to make it clear to a dehydrated person that they can always get water whenever they want.

But it wasn't a bad thing. It was good. You liked-

...

You adored when Yuuta desperately clung to you, or when he tried to kiss you as skillfully as possible (even if was completely disorderly), or when he didn't know where to put his hands, except to wrap them around you, which made you snuggle even closer.

Or when he doubted for hours whether he could take your hand or put his hand on you, and you had to do everything yourself until he got used to the realization that you liked his touch — and that his almost old-fashioned courtship with closing eyes at the hint of any nudity, borrowing clothes and too respectful addresses, were very cute. Even if his courtship is like dating a friend, you didn't mind — and didn't notice that everything had long gone beyond the "friendly" framework, grabbing his hair, greedily kissing, leaving a bite mark on his lip.

Yuuta is cute. Dating him is like dating a friend — loyal, honest, caring, real.

But for some reason you couldn't treat him as a friend — the only thing he looked organically like was your partner.

When you pressed him against the wall or bed again, making him blush, but knowing that he wouldn't try to get out, even if you were too rude. After all, his body will definitely be able to withstand... you.

“Let's do it again.”

How do you say you would like to greet me?

Yuuta blushes, looking away with a confused expression that has lost all previous confidence, but when you press your palm to his cheek, he embraces it, snuggling like a toy.

“Greet each other with kisses?.. I...”

...

..

.

“I want you to kiss me all the time”

The kiss comes out messy and wet, — almost feel him whining, — but Yuuta is so rosy with shame and delight that you can't stop, forcing him to continue the kiss, grabbing his face to prevent from pulling away until you hear plaintive moans.

Yuuta is so cute. Your good friend. Perhaps the best boy that can exist.

And it really suits him to be your partner.

“... Thank you...”

“Why?... Oh, I'm sorry! I mean- why do you think I'm going to stop loving you because of something like that?.. I love you not only for your looks, my beloved.”

Yuuta is not a liar.

And not a manipulator.

And not paranoid.

And not someone who takes advantage of bad situations. If he could, he would do anything just to keep you alive — no matter the price or the consequences.

... But now you can't leave. You will not be able to leave without his desire; you will never be without him — and he will never be without you. Now you are one, unable to live without each other and not wanting it.

The only thing that matters to you — now — is him.

He doesn't question your early love at all; after all, you loved him, and that's the most important thing that matters. But right now, right now the only thing that matters to you is your love and your desire to be with him. Only he is in the center of your attention — forever.

You won't be able to find someone else anymore, or fall out of love with them, or realize that you need a break. You can no longer feel that there is too much or too little of him, or that he is not around too often. You will always be there — it doesn't matter where exactly he will be or where exactly you will be.

Yuuta knows that you love him. You've always loved him. But now, when your clawed paws gently-gently wrap around him to take in your arms, — you lift him up with such ease as if he is weightless, — for some reason, he feels even more loved. You must practically not feel him in your hands — he is so small compared to you, almost like a puppy or a kitten, but you still hold him tightly to you in a protective gesture, knowing how much he loves this. Or when you can easily hug his head with the palm of your hand — perhaps Yuuta was obscenely small.

Your tiny human.

All people are so fragile and light, like butterflies, or tiny moths flying into the light, but your, your human is even more fragile — and naive. Have you ever been so defenseless? Are these really the same feelings that Rika feels when she looks at him? No wonder she's so patronizing — everything about him is so small and refined, elegant, perfectly finished, not at all like yours.

Maybe... maybe your body isn't as bad as you thought; maybe it was even a good thing that now you are so different — even if there is nothing "completely human" left in you. You didn't even realize before that he could be so sensitive and unable to stand up for himself. But now? Even when you touch his skin with your teeth, he is silent, breathing heavily, allowing you to do whatever you want — everything about him is so soft and tender, easily breaking from even the lightest bite or stimulation; so needy for tenderness.

... Kissing is hard — at least for an ordinary person, but you always knew that he was special. Although, maybe you should feel more astonished when he passionately kisses you, even if you are not quite suitable for the usual 'kisses' that you have given in the past.

But he was always a little too desperate and thirsty.

And you loved it.

Yuuta is so delicate — his body seemed to be almost crystal because of its fragility, sensitive to even the most gentle touches, trustingly open and obedient regardless of your actions; just a little more rudeness, a little more pressing — and it will crumble, unable to bear such an attitude... if it's not you. If it's not your claws almost scratching his thighs when you try to lift them higher so you can get a better look, or if it's not your paws gently trying to get rid of his clothes, slowly rubbing his wet pussy, lightly pressing on his stomach.

"If it's you, then it's okay" — even when your fangs touch his trembling inner thigh, sensitive and bare, Yuuta only moaned sweetly-painfully, covering eyes with hand, slightly drooling while his body painfully freezes again, trying to predict when you will make a new bite.

He was like a small prey in the hands of a huge predator.

... Maybe that's why you started to like being rough so much; to see his face become as ruddy as his skin covered with your marks, until you feel satisfied, as if looking at a work of art. So adorable when almost cries, but does not dare to look away from the new blooming mark, much more than you could ever leave in the last body. And even when you bend slightly, holding his hips, wanting to express concern, Yuuta only smiles lovingly exhausted.

“It's, uh, a-all right... don't worry... h-honey...”

Of course everything is fine. Would he say anything else?

A new bite, dangerously close to his groin, feels even too good when his legs are seized by a new tremor — but your claws hold too tight to allow him to squirm.

“H-honey, It's- it's f-fine! I- I like it!”

On Yuuta's skin, the bites bloom like flowers. And he is nothing more than a butterfly.

Your butterfly.

⌞ ℘ ⌝

He is very cute... and very tiny. In fact, one of your palms (or what looks like it) can easily wrap around his head, or wrap around his figure to snuggle, completely hiding him in you — he's like your little toy that doesn't even try to escape, allowing you to snuggle up to his warm, though not very soft body.

Unlike the situation that was before, with his very tall stature perfectly combined with his thin figure, which made him seem even taller, now it is obvious that Yuuta will have to lift his head — even if you tilt yours — to look into your eye(s). Probably, even the tactic of "standing on fingertips" will not help when you are definitely more than two heads taller — but do not react in any way, slightly teasing your now short beloved to get to you.

Not that Yuuta is too disappointed — even if you feel that he is experiencing something like this, having got used to the fact that he does not need to put so much effort just to touch your "neck". Was he ever as mean to you as you are to him now, forcing to try in every possible way to fly up to your face? He is sure that he is not — but you obviously have a different opinion, taking him as a kitten only when you clearly notice that he is puffing and blushing, starting to get tired and making this facial expression.

But Yuuta looks very pretty, swaying slightly on your paws, being unable to even touch the ground with the tips of his feet, and looking at you resentfully-shyly-enthusiastically when you pull him closer to you to kiss. Perhaps, if the past Rika had been here, she would certainly not have ignored it, at least for the first time — but, fortunately, Yuuta has become much more adept at controlling energy, not letting the current one feel that something is wrong with him while you continue this monstrous marital flirting, more more teasing him about changing the balance in your favor — at least physically.

⌞ ℘ ⌝

Yuuta's body so responsive even to your most gentle touches, sliding over clothes — he is so gentle in himself, sparkly sensual when you touch him, drawing lines, as once in the past, but he reacts just as charmingly, squeezing his hips and blushing crimson.

Maybe you're a little territorial or possessive, wrapping clawed paws around him, just to make it clear that he's very busy with you — but Yuuta doesn't mind, hurriedly apologizing to others, using your behavior as a reason to leave. After all, no one wants to mess with a special class curse — and everyone around knows how capricious and jealous you are when it comes to your ex (?) beloved. It's definitely bad luck to be paired twice with curses that fell in love with him during their lifetime — while you drag him into a dark corner to kiss; even if your current form is not quite 'suitable' for this, Yuuta definitely doesn't mind, grabbing you, wrapping his arms around you, as if trying to wrap himself.

At least, the advantages of how inhuman you are now definitely feel when you know that no one will disturb, allowing you to get plenty of kisses from your pretty tiny human — even if it is now a little problematic to bite his neck unnoticeably or get under his clothes without tearing it. Fortunately, Yuuta understands you and your problems, undressing slightly to make you feel more comfortable, and hoarsely asking you to be careful when you wrap yourself around him — and you really try... at least at first.

... But then you help with the mess you've made, so it's an honest cooperation — as long as your claws touch his bare skin, trying not to leave red bruises, even if the only thing you want is to squeeze him in paws, almost forcing him to accept your rough caresses, from which he shivers, breathing raggedly.

If it were less crowded, it would be better.

⌞ ℘ ⌝

You only get really free time when find yourself alone, hoping that no one will be too friendly and curious to interfere — not that his attempts to be quiet even when you leave a new hickey on his thigh were not cute, or his desperate attempts not to move so as not to create noise when you teasingly slowly touch him, knowing that he can neither ask nor beg you — otherwise he will be heard, unable to control his voice when so excited, while you slide higher, ignoring his whining, touching the swollen clit.

... In the end, Yuuta is more than charmingly attractive when you try to gently rub him through his underpants, making the fabric soak, casually accidentally rubbing too roughly, making him moan with excitement to immediately press palm to face harder, mewling, desperately hoping that he will not be heard. However, you are not sure, that these soft sounds can not be heard, but you can't even tell him anything, just continuing to methodically make him tremble harder, watching the fabric become more and more sticky.

But even if you want to say what a pervert he is, — being so excited about being shamelessly groped, while there is definitely a confused person behind the door, — you know that Yuuta already understands this and feels even hotter, allowing you to continue paw him, slightly scratching in more exposed places; but even when you bring pain, he only whines pliably, too absorbed and excited, not resisting at all or complaining when you get too intense, clearly ignoring how easily you can break his body.

Something like “too enthusiastic for someone being fucked by a monster” is on the tongue — but the blunted realization that "monster" is you sobers you up, too venomously than you could imagine, forcing you to stop almost painful flirting for a moment to restore the bitterness that has flared up.

“It is ok. It is ok that you react this way, it is part of self-awareness; you have retained consciousness, which in itself is the main thing; the human brain has a wonderful property of adapting” — because you don't have any other choice, do you? Sooner or later you will get used to the fact that instead of soft hands you have hard clawed paws, or that your body now looks like someone's terrible nightmare, it's not so significant as if "you" were not there at all, so it's not so bad, it could have been worse for you, you're quite lucky — or you want to hope for it. His hands are soft, warm, — not at all like yours, — but his gaze is the same as always, gentle and loving, as before.

Even if you are a monster, you are quite lucky to have a partner who accepts you even like this...

“I, I just wanted to say that you always look... enchanting. I would even say- incomparable, and... uh... You may think otherwise, but for me you... will always be the most attractive — it doesn't matter if you are a person, or a spirit, or someone else; you are amazing not because you are someone, you are amazing because you are.”

“... Unless I'm going crazy, and you know what I'm talking about, but, uh, I've never met someone greater than you — and more breathtaking, and... and that didn't change after your — uh — p-physical form... changed... I even think that, um, maybe, maybe you've gotten even... hotter?.. You know, with your fangs and claws, and when you can lift me up easily, or when you look at me, and- uhhh...”

“It's starting to sound weird, but- I want you to know that I'm not shy about it and I'm not shy about you, you're just so loving that I can't help but love you, no matter who you are- or, more precisely, what you look like... but even if you change, you don't need to worry, I- I'll love you anyway. Just because you are.”

It's still unusual to kiss him — the absence of lips in the human understanding hinders a little, but Yuuta is thrilled when you snuggle up to him, completely hiding his figure with yourself, as if hiding him from the whole world. His thighs are wet, but warm, and easily begin to tremble when you continue to caress without teasing, giving him what he wants, leaving messy spots. And you hope that the prying ears are already gone.

Because if not, then Yuuta will definitely have to think about explaining afterwards why he was so noisy, since making him cum several times in a row is the least you can do, hearing him sob-praising you even when his head is buried in the pillow.

⌞ ℘ ⌝ — interlude

Yuuta was always a little shy — at first; it seemed no matter if it was the first time or the hundredth, he had an unconscious habit of squeezing his hips if there was a "risk" that you would see him from below, or not leave the light on, or hold your face in front of him for passionate kisses even when your fingers stretch under his moans — but your eyes have no right to look anywhere but his face or chest. It was almost possessive, as if he was trying to make you look only at him, but was too insecure to let you see more than you were "supposed" to.

Caress, squeeze, spank, rub — but don't look too closely or interested if you don't want to make him embarrassed and try to cover up pathetically, even when you force him to cum on you again, grabbing his hair for a new rough kiss to which he responds hungrily, wrapping his legs around you. And maybe, maybe you could get used to it, but the harder Yuuta tried to hide it, the stronger your desire to see and touch became; to make him squirm on your tongue from another orgasm, to make him beg to stop teasing his clit with weightless kisses — and not to feel how he shyly presses his hips together if your eyes drop below his stomach.

You had no intention of portraying a victim at all — rather, you felt like a hunter whose prey is constantly slipping away, especially when Yuuta answered your questions with an uncertain mumble and reached for a new kiss, moaning on the lips when your fingers touch his inner thigh. But even if you were cooing how much you wanted to see his pretty pussy, even if Yuuta was approvingly mewling while you fingered him, you only had to give him a hint — and his hips were together faster than either of you realized something. But he tried — he really tried, convincing himself that there was nothing strange about it, that he was ready to do even dirtier things, but only your gaze turned out to be lower — and he felt unbearably hot because of shame and excitement and sought to get rid of this feeling.

... Maybe that's why, when, after long foreplay and kisses mixed with confirmation and praise and even more confirmation, Yuuta finally spread his legs — in front of the mirror, allowing you to sit behind and watch him in the reflection, arranging yourself so as not to let him bring his hips together again, even if this is his first instinct when he sees the sparkle of your eyes.

Even if his pussy is throbbing perversely while you are looking at it in the mirror, even without a hint of touching, everything is fine, it's fine, he agreed to it himself — “or at least you won't ask for it anymore” he thinks almost with tears when your fingers begin to gently stretch him and immediately become completely wet due to an overabundance of juice. Not exactly what you expected, is it? He's such a pervert — but he couldn't help but get excited when you looked at him like that. You know how sensitive he is, even if it's 'just a look'... or did you know and did it on purpose, teasing him? Doesn't matter, though — it can't stop flowing out, leaving stains on the sheets, and it's too late to stop now, and only you are to blame for your dissatisfaction, he warned you earlier,

but when you start rubbing his clit, Yuuta can't help but moan, distracted from self-deprecating thoughts — and abruptly exhales when your fingers begin to gently stretch him, gradually becoming rougher and stronger, making the leaking juice soak the fabric under his plaintive whining when the touches become too intense. A searing whisper about how adorable Yuuta looks, being so wet and rosy, while you fondle his pussy, squeezing around your fingers, — too pretty and needy, — only leaves a trembling wet kiss on your face when he cums — allowing you to continue watching.

A quiet purring “thank you” responds with something burning inside you.

... Maybe it really was a little too much for him; maybe it was what he was afraid of before — but when Yuuta moaning-whining from the most fleeting touches to his swollen clit, too sensitive from rubbing, while his hole, abused due to constant thrusts, cannot stop pulsating, too stretched and wet, you're a little... ashamed.

Maybe making him cum until he repeats the words about how cute he is was a little too much — or making sure that in the end he won't be able to think about anything, even about you, when you're done.

Yuuta was a little stubborn from time to time — you had no choice, you wanted to make sure that he would not forget what was happening and your words, even if it might not have been worth his inability to stop shaking from orgasms of his body, or a misty tearful look, or the inability to sit down normally, but hope for your help so as not to let him slide down somewhere. But you can be proud of yourself, gently pushing his slippery warm labia apart, to which he responds with a long exhale into your neck — although almost casually a quiet "don't worry, next time I'll make sure your pussy is cleaned" makes the exhausted Yuuta come alive again and twitch in your hands.

At least he doesn't squeeze his thighs — or simply doesn't have the strength to do it.

⌞ ℘ ⌝

Claws are a little hard — every time you can't get rid of the worry that you will accidentally scratch.

Yuuta assures that this is absolutely not a problem, he can always take care of such wounds — but you still can't help but be too tense when undressing him, taking off his sticky underwear, feeling the desire coo because of the ruddy shy expression of his face while you spread his wet thighs. Even if Yuuta is clearly blushing shyly and tacitly disagrees — he is no less handsome from below, especially when you carefully, very carefully push his labia apart, trying not to leave unwanted wounds, but leaving cold touches that make the hot body shudder.

He's just too pretty, especially when grabs the sheets, — watching you gently stroke him, rubbing sensitive swollen clit, — but at the same time continues to whisper that everything is fine, he likes what you're doing, even when you grab his thigh to pull him closer, forcing to lean back in shameless pose, not allowing him to cover up or at least squeeze hips when you become too carried away by his pussy, which perceives even the lightest strokes too well. It doesn't matter how many times you touch him — Yuuta remains the same wet and trembling, as if you are getting under his clothes for the first time, slowly teasing until he starts to whine too desperately, trying to wrap his thighs around you.

After all, people, unlike spirits, are fragile and delicate — and when your tongue lightly rubs his overly sensitive clit, Yuuta can't help but sob, blushing even more because of the wet sounds. Whispering something excitedly timidly to you, feeling you go down lower, gently licking his juice-soaked lips, letting him get used to teasing touches that change faster than he understands — before lifting his hips again, moving to a more comfortable position for you, taking away even the shyly soothing thoughts that he is not "too openly naked" for you when his pussy is shamelessly exposed in front of your face. Squeak of surprise is drowned out by a moan when you push away the pretended tenderness — as well as his attempts not to be loud and needy when your tongue continues to greedily eat him, ignoring the whining that it's too much when he himself unsuccessfully tries to make your tongue rub his clit harder.

But it's not that you mind looking at his charmingly pointless attempts to squirm pathetically while you make him tremble intensely again from the approaching climax.

⌞ ℘ ⌝

Yuuta is pretty — both from below and from above.

Thick curved labia, easily getting wet from the lightest arousal; the clit, hidden under the hood, becoming swollen as soon as you touch it, paying much more attention than he expects until it gets bigger; curly short hair, from pressing to which he constantly squeaks, even when expects it. Maybe he could convince you earlier to "not look there", but what can he do when you are already too obsessive, forcing his hips to wrap tightly around you while you eat him, forcing him to tear his voice from moans and screams when you get too carried away, pushing closer and closer to the fourth orgasm until hand does not grab you and does not force you to continue — not allowing to teasingly pull away and leave him halfway.

Even if Yuuta whines that everything is fine when you pull away again, leaving him frustratingly suspended — it's not that you can go anywhere when can't even get out of a tight grip. At least you can breathe and are not even pressed as tightly as he wants, so it's quite merciful for teasing his "naked sensitivity".

After you changed, it became both easier and more difficult — although now his habit of kicking slightly during orgasm has ceased to be at least some kind of hindrance, your tongue was long and thick, which seemed to be a problem for a tight and easily recovering Yuuta at first, especially when he whined for you to drive deeper, stretch harder, but you teasingly carefully licked his lips and clit, only slightly pushing inside — to immediately stop, for fear of being too rough with his body.

Your body is bigger, as is your tongue, and going along with an excited Yuuta seemed too traumatic — in a previous life you weren't even conditionally so intense, but he was too desperate and excited, begging you to stop teasing him and give him what he wants, he knows that you understand him, he it only takes a little bit, just a little bit, and you... you couldn't say 'no' when Yuuta was so needy. And you quickly learned that, in addition to tightness, your beloved was extremely malleable and thirsty when your tongue is driven into him, fucking too deep for him to even breathe normally — but hearing only whining and pleading to continue while his stomach is filled with you, too intense and rough to even touch the clit, but Yuuta feels too good to let you stop, feeling his juice-soaked hole stretch, abused by you to unconsciousness, as if you used him to relax, senselessly fucking your handsome human until he gets sick.

And when you grab his hips, slamming harder and rougher, fleetingly rubbing clit, Yuuta can't help but drool, feeling you deep inside, mercilessly fucking him until he begs you to stop, bringing his pussy to a ruined state — but it's too good for him to realize anything but painfully sweet stretching and aching closeness.

And fullness.

Delightful fullness.

As if he is finally whole, being filled to the brim, surely after that he will recover for a long time — and this thought is given to the excitement in the lower abdomen.

You're really having fun, aren't you? With this admiring expression, even when the only thing Yuuta does is shamelessly accepting all your tenderness, whining, you still look so in love with him, as if at the most delicious thing you have; too good for him, too attractive, greedily eating him, getting almost to cervix, passionately hammering; why his body starts to tremble even more — because how passionate you are or from something growing inside him when he looks at you?

When body starts to shake differently, harder, and hole flutters around your tongue, a quiet touching whine and grabbing of the fabric is enough for you to understand everything — ignoring his inarticulate muttering until it is interrupted by loud moans.

... It's not that there wasn't something before that his body became so excited and stuffed, but you'd be lying if you said you were expecting squirt. Yuuta was so tense and shy that even later, when his body learned to relax and stopped being so tense because of thoughts about your reaction, he still needed additional affection and words. But looking at his ruddy face, perfectly combined with thighs wet with juice and saliva and pussy unable to stop throbbing, you have to admit that maybe your transformation was really a good event.

⌞ ℘ ⌝

Yuuta is not heavy, but his weight matches his height — for better or worse, so when you want to convince him to sit on your face, he does not resist, even if his face is as red as strawberries, but never allows himself to be too passionate or carried away, for fear of hurting you with his carelessness. In the end, his weight is definitely not something that every person can stand, and if he somehow harms you in such an intimate moment... it will forever be remembered by him as the most terrible event in his life.

But, in the end, there are a lot of other ways to leave him wet not only because of excitement, even if making Yuuta ride your face means giving up his orgasm or doing it very gently and carefully.

However, riding your face when you are so big that you can easily block him from anything is a different experience. You can easily break him using a few movements, but instead wrap your strong paws around his hips, almost leaving scratches, and he feels especially excited looking at your likeness of a face, feeling tongue rubbing between his lips.

You look so amazing, absolutely absorbed in the view, casually caressing his clit and licking the juice flowing down his thighs, from touching which Yuuta moans softly, but not trying to move in any way, allowing you to decide for yourself what you want to do next, even when the tip of your tongue teasingly draws a wet line on his body.

In the end, Yuuta is more than predictable in his reaction when you slide inside, pushing his lips apart, gradually filling him more and more, but not letting him move, stopping and continuing at your will until your tongue is deep enough, making a bulge, and Yuuta begins to fidget slightly, giving you know about his impatient mood. Too excited for someone who can easily find himself in a painful situation because of one unsuccessful movement — but considering how often you stretched him, forcing him to abandon the usual tightness in favor of the primal desire to be shamelessly fucked by you, maybe it was predictable.

When your paws try to give support for his palms to don't take your tongue all the way to cervix, even if his thighs can't stop shaking with excitement and anticipation — Yuuta even looks cute when he tries to look at you, while carefully rises to immediately descend, stretching himself and whining from this, but continuing to look at you even when biting lips. He is just as tiny, even if you regularly prepare him for such a thing — too tight and sensitive, although desperately trying to straddle you, despite his inability to stop trembling due to the excitement of your appearance under him and your tongue inside him.

But even when you start moving, unable to withstand the slow rhythm and pliably shrinking pussy, Yuuta can only shamelessly moan, trying to move his hips towards you despite the desire to stop and let you do everything yourself, driving into his cervix despite the painful sensations that make him only more thirsty and excited.

Or when Yuuta asks you not to move, leaving you deep inside him, even if he wants to move desperately — but he is only rubbing his clit, feeling how you touch him very gently, without interrupting him, but giving a sweet feeling of fullness and heat, from which his hips — which you continue to hold tightly clawed paws — tremble even more.

Do you like what you see?

Yuuta would rather die of shame than ask it out loud, but he really hopes so, because the sight of you under him, completely focused only on him and on him alone, only pushes him even more to orgasm.

You are really too attractive than you can even imagine — and he can tell you about it when he cums, whining something, almost choking with saliva when you start to move gradually, without interfering with his fondling the clit.

Too attractive.

he's more of a stay-at-home guy... okay, he's absolutely a terrible stay-at-home guy who likes to go outside only in some bouts of "walking" before returning home.

even if your transformation has made you less suitable for dating outside or generally less capable of ordinary "human joys", Yuuta will be happy to lie next to you while reading a book, or think about how old games can be adapted for your comfort, or try to involve you in old household things / 'flirting' with attention on your species features — or just wrap around you like a koala around a branch, because he lacks your touch and presence, even if you are now constantly around him, to the extent that you have actually become very friendly with the "new Rika".

been thinking about diluc being a good little religious son who would absolutely never have sex before marriage with a man and then reader comes and reduces him to a cum-hungry slut for a demon🤤

Diluc who’s been saving himself before getting married to his special one, suddenly being defiled on his childhood bed, thrashing around for you to stop while you’re pushing your thick cock inside of him :( Imagine how pretty he’d sob and mumble incoherent prayers trying to convince himself that his stupid God would save him from the hell you’re putting him through :( <3

I just realized carrd is really hard to use .°(ಗдಗ。)°.

Up In The Mountains

cw: sub!sucrose, dom!reader, amab!reader, use of aphrodisiac, mild pet play, exhibitionism (albedo watches), overstimulation

a/n: i want to fuck sucrose dumb

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

The coldness of Dragonspine was no match for the heat that Sucrose was feeling right now. Her shoes pressed onto the snow while you eat her cunt out.

“(Name)!” Sucrose squeaked out as she felt your tongue tasting her whole.

Her ass sat nicely on the crafting bench, juices leaking onto it.

Her cheeks flushed as you continued, loving the amount of noises she kept making.

“Did the potion take any effect yet?”

“N-No… I d-don’t think it worked!” She struggled to say, your mouth now sucking on her clit.

Her ears twitched each time you added more pressure, hands placed on your head while she tried to restrain herself.

“Well that’s a waste, isn’t it? Come on, I know you don’t want to disappoint me.”

You urged her to turn around, taking out your cock waiting for the alchemist to position herself. The poor bench was soaked due to Sucrose, yet she still laid upon it despite it cooling down a little.

She hungered for you. She couldn’t wait for you to pound her existence.

Slowly pushing yourself into her, Sucrose rolled her head back with her mouth agape and shivering not from the cold, but how you fit inside her.

Her cunt clenched tightly on you, almost like fucking a dog. Sucrose’s whines started to get louder, her hips clashed against yours as you went faster. Your hands held onto her sides.

“What? You also want a pat on the head?” You questioned the green-haired woman, and almost saw hearts in her eyes.

“M-Mhm! P-Please! A-ah!”

When your hand patted her head, Sucrose had an orgasm. Her panting became more obvious after a few seconds.

“(N-Name)! I-I think it’s working… Ngh!” She shyly confessed, unable to resist the feeling of your cock and trying to hump herself against you.

You remove yourself from the girl, earning an annoyed whine. “W-What?”

“I think we’re done.”

Huh. That couldn’t be. Sucrose looked horrified, it felt like her cunt was throbbing and feeling empty without you. How was she supposed to go back to Monstadt like this?

Her clothes felt so tight against her skin, nipples showing through her uniform. “I-I can’t–I can’t! Please, I’ll do anything.” She said begging for you to do something.

Tongue, Fingers, A Toy. It was fine. As long as you did it, Sucrose was alright with it.

“Fine, starting from now. No more talking. If you want to talk… Bark.”

“O-Okay…” Sucrose didn’t even consider the humiliation that came with it. When she heard you agree, she instantly nodded and ignored all the consequences together.

The potion made her so sensitive, much more sensitive even if she was in heat. She could feel each tiny movement you do, you were thrusting into her whole as if she was a doll and all she could do was let out whimpers.

Sucrose could hear ringing in her ears as she bounced from you pounding against her. “Mm! A-ah!”

How many times had she come already? Sucrose couldn’t tell but it didn’t hurt. The overstimulation made it all the better. Was she some kind of masochist? Surely, not.

“Aahhn! Mmpf!”

“What’s going on here?” A deep voice reached her ears only to notice Albedo standing right behind you.

You weren’t stopping and the noises coming out of her mouth wouldn’t either.

“M-Mr. Albedo! Ngh! Aah!”

Sucrose was taken by surprise when you slapped her out of nowhere. That’s right. She wasn’t supposed to speak.

“W-Woof! Aa-h! (Name), We can continue this l-later!”

“Now, now. Weren’t you the one begging for it?”

Albedo stood not showing any emotion on his face, only watching his loyal assistant beneath you. “Is this urgent?”

You questioned him, not even bothering to stop for a second while Sucrose neared her nth orgasm.

“Yes.”

“Just sit tight then, let me just ruin this puppy of mine.”

The feeling of Albedo watching Sucrose turned her on more than it shouldn’t. She forced her hands to cover her mouth, not wanting to make any noise in front of the Chief Alchemist but you threw them away and pinned it with your hand.

“Aah! Aah! Aah! (N-Name)! I-I’m close!”

“Good. Why don’t you scream for our little visitor over there?”

She tried to hold it but to no avail. Sucrose was to your mercy and you weren’t giving it to her.

She came once again when she felt your seed inside her, warming her insides. Her stomach felt so full of you for hours. Even when you pulled out, she still felt as if you were inside her.

Her eyes met Albedo’s and all she could feel was shame as her pussy throbbed from the feeling of humiliation.

The Royal Harem (Smut)

Synopsis: You have been working hard constantly every single day, finding ways on how to improve your nation. Your attention was solely upon the needs of your Kingdom, to the point where you have forgotten the needs of your own harem.

Characters: Diluc, Kaeya, Zhongli, Thoma, Childe

Warnings: sub!genshin, dom!reader, handjob, blowjob, reader has a cock, anal penetration, licking/sucking, use of toys, overstimulation, cum swallowing, belly bulge

Note: This is my first ever post here in Tumblr. So I hope I didn't disappoint anyone reading this story too much. Also, the reader is gender-neutral.

Although, you do have secretaries to help you with the load of paperwork— but somehow, they, too, were just as busy as you. You couldn't really complain either, since you're literally the sovereign of your very big Kingdom, and doing some paperwork was just the bare minimum.

ㅤ

You heaved out a sigh. The papers on your table never seem to stop itself from piling even more anytime soon.

However it was tiring, nonetheless. And you were getting bored of it. But as you know, you would do anything to keep your Kingdom thrive and be evermore prosperous than it already was.

"The perks of ruling a Kingdom," Dryly, you humoured yourself. Your eyes boredly stared at the piles of documents right in front of you.

A knock resonated from the door and a soft sound of a woman could be heard behind it.

"Your majesty, I have brought you the backlog of papers from last week."

"Come in."

The door opened and revealed Ganyu holding a few stacks of papers. She smiled softly at the sight of you as she walked towards your table.

"Miss Jean wanted to finish them for you, but unfortunately it requires the monarch's attention."

"I see. That's no problem, put them here please."

She did what she was told and carefully placed them down. You thanked her and Ganyu gave you a small curtsy. But as she lays her eyes on your desk, concern swallows her whole.

"You've been working for quite a long while now, shouldn't you take a break, your majesty?"

You look up from your paper and meet her gaze, "Don't fret, I'm fine. They're just papers anyway. I'm already used to this."

"But I fear you might be burning yourself out." The female adepti argued, "You always nag me whenever I overwork myself into taking a break..."

Your (e/c) eyes look up at her expectantly, "And you claim how the tables have turned?"

Ganyu let out a small laugh, pink hue faintly dusted her cheeks as she nodded. You playfully scoff and lightly push your chair back.

"Alright alright," You say, raising your hands in defeat. "I'll perhaps rest for a bit. I wouldn't dare to push my lady's worry and have her dwell on my health."

She blushed at your statement, "O-Oh, a wise choice, your majesty." And quickly bowed before leaving.

Deciding that was it for the day, you stood up from your seat and almost fell. You have been sitting for a long while that your legs fell asleep.

And the moment you decided to use them— you began to cringe at the prickling sensation in your legs. A small groan came out of you as you furrowed your eyebrows at the uncomfortable feeling.

You should have at least got out of your seat for some time while you had work. This simply could've been prevented.

But it's not like you won't do it again anyway. After all, you don't think you'll remember to at least move your legs while you work.

Walking to your bed chambers was tiring. Every time you get to think of the thought of laying on your bed— you would feel your legs on the verge of collapse.

But the bustling noises in your palace would always snap you back to reality, preventing you from further indulging your thoughts of your bed.

Softly, you sighed, as you set your eyes upon the familiar engravings of your chambers' doors.

However, due to your tired state, you have failed to notice the lack of guards who were supposed to be near your doors.

You jog a little, feeling excited to finally run into sleep's arms.

"Ah, bed. I can't wait to embrace you."

You sang as you opened the doors.

But you halted as the feeling of surprise swallowed you whole as the room was filled with silence.

"—!"

There, inside your room, were 5 men wearing nothing but their underwear and white satin robes.

Their eyes widened, they looked like a deer in the headlights. But then relaxed once they realized it was just the person they were waiting for.

Your mouth hung open. You weren't certainly expecting this. (E/c) eyes scanned each man inside the room.

There was Diluc, Zhongli, Childe, Thoma, and Kaeya.

"..."

You then began to break the silence, "What on Teyvat is going here?"

They snapped back from their shock at the sound of your voice. And Kaeya was the first to approach you. His signature smile appeared on his face.

"Your majesty," He bowed, "What perfect timing you have. We were just about to give you a little surprise."

Childe then approaches you next with a wide smile, "But you arrived a bit too early though. Well, no matter. Since their majesty is here, we shall give them our surprise."

"Hope we're not bothering you, your majesty." Thoma smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

You stared at them, unsure. What was going with them? You didn't recall having a rendezvous with any of your concubines. Seeing the confused look on your face, Zhongli decided to explain themselves.

"We've noticed that you've been awfully busy and you no longer spend any time with us anymore. So we decided, if you don't come to us, then we'll come to you."

"Of course, not all of us had agreed to share you and your time, but we know their majesty doesn't like it whenever we don't get along with the others." Diluc added, having a look of displeasure and his red eyes glared at Kaeya— who just merely shot him with an unaffected smile.

Oh right...

You have been so focused on your Kingdom's needs that you forgot to tend to your lovers and now they planned to have you to them right now.

Honestly, you were surprised that they managed to agree to share you— albeit reluctantly.

"So..." You began, "In conclusion, all of you missed me and now you're all needy."

Childe and Kaeya gave you a close-eyed smile. While Diluc blushed and looked away, Zhongli timidly nodded his head, and Thoma let out a nervous chuckle.

"I see..."

It was then you closed your door and took a step forward. Your eyes stared at all of them and a smirk appeared on your features.

Seeing your usual dominating behaviour, all of them visibly shivered in your presence.

"Then, shall we begin?"

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And now here you are.

Currently, you are lying on your bed. Your hand was holding Diluc steadily as you thrust your cock inside him. The red head had his eyes rolled back and his back arched whenever your cock would hit that spot. His nails dug into your thighs, gritting his teeth at the euphoric sensation inside him.

"Ah ah ah—!"

He bounced shamelessly on top of you. Becoming undone as he came for the umpteenth time.

And Thoma was sitting on your face, being absolutely ruined by your skillful mouth. His grip on his ass was so tight— his knuckles turned white. He rolled his hips when he felt your tongue fucked his insides.

You would groan and moan, whenever you felt your hand brush on the red head's stomach— feeling a bulge on it whenever you roughly thrust inside him, your vibrations adding more to Thomas's delight.

"Ah— F-Fuck~"

Filthy sounds— ranging from pornographic moans, whimpers, grunts, groans, to the sinful sounds of skin slapping and soft gasps filled the room. And you're quite lucky there were no guards standing beside your doors.

Your dominant hand was working on Zhongli's needy hole, said man was whimpering and would often let out a small squeak whenever your long fingers would hit his sweet spot as you ravaged his insides. Truth be told that he lost count of how many times he came just by your fingers alone.

Childe and Kaeya, on the other hand, were the loudest. They had a double end toy phallus inside their holes and both moved at a simultaneous pace. Moaning loudly as they felt the urge to come again. Their eyes watched at how you ruined your other concubines. Their dicks hardened and tips wetted at the thought of their turn with you.

All of them looked liked sex starved prostitutes in a brothel.

Pleasure shook the entire room like an earthquake and it seemed like it wasn't going to stop any time soon.

"A—Ah, c-cumming!"

"Y-Your m-majesty~!"

Thoma and Diluc came simultaneously, and both were at the verge of passing out. With your adept skills, you were able to maneuver them both off of you and you gently lay them down on your large bed.

They both lie down tiredly and their eyes begin to close due to exhaustion.

Zhongli saw you were done playing with the pyro welding men and went to crawl towards you— You happily accepted him with open arms.

You lay down on the bed and have the brunet on top of you. He steadied himself before slowly inserting your cock into his hole.

As the tip went in— Zhongli swore he had seen stars blurring his vision and he let out the most filthy sound once you were fully inside him.

"Mnhm~" He cried softly.

"Are you alright there, love?" You asked. Feeling a bit of pride swells up in you as you smirk at the sight of the trembling almighty Geo dragon on top of you.

He nodded with a red blushing face, beginning to roll his hips— with you letting out a soft sigh at his actions.

Your hands were on his waist, keeping him steady while trying to make you both cum.

"Oh, yes~ Just like that, keep going..."

You let out a groan and the man riding you could help but arch his back at your sound. He did what he was told, he rode you like there was no tomorrow.

And once you felt like he was slowing down, you took matters into your own hands. You lift him up a bit before slamming your cock inside him hard.

"AH~!!"

A loud sound of euphoria left the dragon's lips and his eyes almost rolled all the way back of his head.

He came almost instantly. Squirting all over on you, the bed sheets, and on himself. Tears formed on his face and his mouth drooled at pleasurable sensation.

But you weren't done with him just yet. You repeated your actions, slamming hard inside over and over again overstimulating the poor man.

Trying to catch your high and which you eventually did. You painted his walls white as Zhongli came again together with you.

Both of you panted. Zhongli— despite being a dragon— fell off of you due to exhaustion but you managed to catch him and lay him properly onto the bed.

You smiled softly and kissed his forehead before averting your attention towards the two remaining men— who were still waiting for you.

"Your m-majesty~" Kaeya sang, giving you a sultry look when you met his gaze. You sat at the edge of your bed. Gesturing for the two to come closer.

And they did. Crawling towards you with such whorish looks— abandoning their toy as they did so.

Kaeya reached to you first and he immediately went to kiss you on your lips. His kisses were hungry like and you had to push him gently to prevent him from making you lie on your back.

Both your tongues danced in an unknown rhythm but you both made it work.

And while you two were trying to fight for dominance— Childe had happily dived his mouth down on your cock, he didn't give any warning and just went straight to devour your huge dick inside his pretty little mouth.

The ginger head's action caught you off guard and it made you collapse down onto the bed on your bed. Kaeya chuckled at you and proceeded to pleasure your upper half with his mouth.

He sucked and licked your nipple as he toyed with the other with his hand. You moaned softly and grunted, your hands went to play with their hairs as your concubines gave you a mewl sound of appreciation.

"Ah, C-Childe.....c-cummi—"

You didn't even finish your sentence when Childe took you in deep down his throat and you felt him going deeper, you came. You arched your back, bucking your hips and hitting the back of his throat making the ginger head almost gag at your movement.

"Mmmh~"

The bluenette hummed, feeling you tremble while you reached your climax. Gently, he grazed your nipple with his teeth, teasing you as it added more pleasure onto your body.

Childe pulled away from your cock and tried to swallow your load. He spilled some a bit but he was satisfied with the taste of you.

"Mmh... Your majesty taste so divine~ I want more~"

He spoke with lust evident in his voice, beginning to lick the cum that spilled on your dick.

"Childe— Ah!"

"Now, that's not fair. You should give some of your attention to me too, your majesty~"

Kaeya pouted, feeling jealous when it wasn't him you're focusing on. He then went lower to where the ginger-nette was and he, too, began to lick your spilled cum.

You panted, as you looked down. You almost came at the sight of your two concubines going down on you. Oh how you loved it when they worship your cock, as they have worshipped you as their King.

Childe smiled at the sight of you. You pulled him by the arm with gentle care, and you had him on top of you.

"I've been waiting for this." Said the man on top with an eager tone. He personally slammed your cock inside him earning a small hiss from you and a lewd mewl from him.

The harbinger sang lewd sounds, as he bounced with harsh movements on you.

"Oh f-fuck—!"

He came when he felt you hit his prostate. But that didn't stop him, planning to overstimulate himself to see how far he can go.

Meanwhile, Kaeya made himself busy with your mouth. Your free hand was stroking his cock and that made him moan in your kiss.

Your hand movement synced with Childe's pace. Feeling the blue haired man shiver at the pleasurable feeling down his lower half.

He came as the other did— again— and the former started to move on his own accord, using your hand as if it was a fleshlight

Kaeya, knowing he'll be next soon, pulled away from your lips and moved on to your neck next, then on to the rest of your body. Biting, sucking, and nibbling the places that he knew would make you shiver.

He sat up, smirking at his masterpiece. Seeing you littered with all his love marks makes him swell up with pride.

"Ah!"

The ginger-nette came again for the umpteenth time and almost fell on you when you quickly held him before removing him off you.

He was panting, out of breath, lying there tired and contented with the cum that was inside him and was dripping down his thighs.

You move a stray hair off his face before placing a soft kiss on his cheek, bidding him sweet dreams.

Then, you turned to face the last of your lovers.

"Your turn." You grinned, your breath slightly ragged due to the 'activities' you've been doing.

Kaeya giggled, "Finally." Before lying down on his back, a blush was visible on his face. He wrapped his arms around you and captured your lips with his in a feverish kiss.

You pulled away from him and went to place your kisses on his neck— inserting yourself inside him as you did so.

A soft gasp left his lips when he felt you inside him, he released once he realized how big you were. You chuckled seeing him tremble, his embrace on you was tight but slowly went loose when he finished his high.

"M-Move...please..."

"Very well."

You smiled and did what you were told. Your pace started slow but it increased once the bluenette requested you to move faster.

"Hah— hah..."

"Ngh~"

You hit his prostate over and over again, making Kaeya see stars in his vision. He cried out in pleasure, his nails dug the skin of your back— slightly drawing a bit of blood.

He was close again, you could tell, by how he clenched tightly around you. You sighed blissfully at the feeling and you, too, were almost at your limit.

"Your majesty! I-I'm cumm—"

"I k-know. Hah... Me t-too..."

You pounded him for awhile, before finally releasing all your pent up seed inside your favourite pirate looking lover. You came together with him and his entire body shook.

His embrace around you was gone and instead his hands were gripping the sheets tightly.

Both of you were out of breath, but Kaeya was beginning to pass out. You stayed inside him for a bit, making sure he was getting the most of his climax and when he finally showed signs of subsiding, you carefully pulled yourself out of him.

Sweat lingered on all your skins'. You saw the bluenette smiling at you before succumbing to the sweet hold of sleep.

You looked at the rest of your concubines and noticed that all of them were now asleep.

You chuckled to yourself. Ah, one of the perks of ruling a Kingdom: was to take care of your harem with equal care and love.

You stood up, albeit your stance was wobbly and you were slightly dizzy. You playfully scoffed, they did a toll on you. And you proceeded to cover them all up with a large blanket.

Though, usually you would not prefer to let them sleep on a cum/drool stained bed, but there's nothing you can do about it now. You'll just have to make it up till next time.

Sighing, you mentally made a reminder to yourself: When in tending to the needs of your Kingdom, never ever forget the needs of your own harem.

Otherwise, you might never be able to get out of bed.

keep up

hybrid au! wolf ushijima w bunny top reader — happy late Easter! MDNI

"m'sorry ushiiii... just feels so good y'know? need more.." your little fuzzy bunny ears twitched as you muttered those words into the air, too focused on the desires of yours finally being satisfied. the past three weeks have been intense. the first week was spent with you having way more energy then usual, and being super attentative to your boyfriend, which made him feel special and warm despite his cold exterior. the next two weeks were spent with you dozing off at any moment possible. once your classes were finished and practice was over, and chores were done you would always go back to your room and doze off. sometimes you would rearrange your room and bring snacks. at first he found it cute and would cuddle with you, but other times he started to feel anger rise up in his chest.

it wasn't like he could stay mad at you for very long though, especially when you would wake up and seek him out, crashing into his chest. and kissing him softly. and he would never admit it but you were so alluring to him as well, both in body and in scent.

ushijima was currently in the nest of sheets you made, sweaty body stained with countless rounds of cum. guess that was what all the sleeping and energy was needed for. "s-still! hold on,, give me a few minutes! too much!" the only time ushijima would ever be this expressive was when he was on the brink of helplessness.

"m'sorry ushiii, just need to stuff you full until you’re stuffed with my cum.. you took the next few days off, right?" his ears perked up as he nodded, stilling breaths to try and ground himself within reality.

"good, good.. i need you to be here.. with me.. so i can stuff you full.. don't you think we would be amazing parents? just need to fuck you full first.." his muscled body was on fire, and your words didn't help either. the way that your hands gripped his body and his hips, lovingly caressing the skin before diving into his tight heat, gripping his hip dips harshly. ushis eyes zoned into your fluffy ears before he closed his eyes, a muffled groan leaving his lips, a hand covering his mouth.

an uncharacteristic growl left your lips, reaching for the hand as you peeled it away, listening to the song of noises leave his lips. "just one more time.. once more then you can rest.." the tall male was so sweaty, body tingling. it felt like his brain disconnected from his body, and how his cock was sore and sensitive, yet he was being used regardless.

you claimed his lips in a heated kiss, tongues mingling before you caged him in your arms, grabbing his legs and lifting them up around your waist, body feverishly humping his ass, snarling while you grabbed onto his cock, stroking it within your hand. ushi's eyes shot open, body tensing as his hands shot to his cock, not wanting the exposure of stimulation to his cock again.

"cum for me ushi.. you can do it one more time.." you growled into his lips, pushing his hands off before panting, stilling inside of him and continuing once more, letting your body work against his, and letting the cum that you lovingly pumped into him work as lube. your hand that was on his weeping cock traveled to the surrounding skin, nails scraping against his developed abs and smooth skin to gather his cum as lube for his cock. your own release, like many of the previous before, was building up within you.

ushijima let out a strained grunt as he rolled his head, his bruised neck exposed to your eyes as he tensed, a pathetic load shooting from the tip as he panted, shallow grunts. his hands weakly reached yours as he pawed at you to stop, sleep nagging at him.

"j-just,, just a moment.." the knot you felt in your stomach burst, and you buried yourself weakly into him, chest heaving. ushijima was out cold, and you couldn't help but feel bad at how he couldn't keep up with your libido for this week.

Dottore's Failed Experiment

FTM!Bottom!Dottore x Top!Masc Reader x FTM!Dom!Pantalone

Request | Kinktober | No AFAB language Ver (AO3)

Contains: Non-Con, Test Subject Reader, Oral Sex/Face Fucking, Voyeurism (Pantalone), Choking, Unconsciousness, Cunnilingus (Pantalone), Sadism (Pantalone)

Words: 1,113

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"Good afternoon, Doctor, I trust your experiment is going well?" Pantalone waltzes into the room, smiling.

Dottore freezes and turns to Pantalone nervously, he's the only person who could make Dottore cower in fear. "You see.."

Dottore freezes and turns to Pantalone nervously, he's the only person who could make Dottore cower in fear. "You see.."

"Don't tell me you've wasted the money I loaned you?" Pantalone raises an eyebrow.

"It's just...well, the specimen um is fairly ordinary save for the, hm, high stamina and sex drive..." Dottore looks at the floor. "Eh heh.."

"Did you do that on purpose? I hadn't imagined you were that kind of person." Pantalone glances over to your body, lying down on a metal table with a large boner poking through your shorts. "Have you tested it out?"

"What? Of course not! I'm utterly ashamed of this!" Dottore shakes his head.

"...Can it at least follow orders?" Pantalone asks.

"Uh- yes."

Pantalone walks towards the table, gently pushing Dottore out of the way. "Sit up."

You sit up immediately.

"Hm. I'll make use of this. Dottore, don't go against me." Pantalone says before ordering you to stand up.

"What do you mean..?" Dottore asks, eyes wide. He didn't take Pantalone as the type to want to use something like that.

"You. Do whatever you wish with him." Pantalone points to Dottore. "Don't listen to him if he tells you to stop."

Dottore looks at you in horror as you bring him to his knees.

"Are you serious?" Dottore asks frantically, gasping when you pull your pants down, your boner looking even bigger than before. "Tell it to stop! Pantalone!"

"You've disappointed me, Dottore, but you might as well make use of your failure." Pantalone smiles. "Don't try to fight back, unless you'd like to do something else to pay for your debt..."

Dottore bites his lip, knowing that whatever Pantalone has planned alternatively is far worse than whatever you'll do to him. He grimaces as he watches you pull your underwear down, your hard cock slapping him in the face.

"That's a good boy." Pantalone coos. He sits down on a chair to watch the entertainment comfortably.

Dottore shivers, both at Pantalone's words and at how huge you are. He shoots Pantalone a look that he knows the other won't be able to see due to his mask.

"You...you won't let him come inside me, right?" Dottore asks, knowing you could definitely produce enough to ensure that he could end up pregnant.

"Of course not." He lies. Dottore sighs in relief.

You pull his mask away and pry his bottom lip open as you use your other hand to guide your dick inside him.

Dottore lets you fuck his mouth, albeit unwillingly. His eyes start to water as you use him like a toy.

Pantalone watches with a smile on his face, loving the display in front of him.

You ravage the doctor's mouth over and over, your cock never softening no matter how many times you come in his mouth. His mouth is sore from you never giving him a break. Cum and drool are spilt on the ground, the remains of what he couldn't swallow.

Much to the doctor's relief, you finally pull out of his mouth.

Dottore coughs and wipes his mouth. "Are you happy now, Pantalone?"

"No, not even close."

Dottore gasps as you push him to the ground. You rip his clothes off eagerly and nudge your cock inside him.

"Fuck! At least use lube you cretin!" Dottore grimaces as you push further inside, he was barely aroused so the stretch was incredibly painful. "You- you're getting off on- fuck- this, aren't you?"

Pantalone only laughs in response.

With the way your cock is filling him up, Dottore starts to think that maybe doing whatever alternative Pantalone had planned would've been better than this. He makes a face when he sees the fairly large bulge in his stomach.

You eventually bottom out and start fucking him without even waiting for him to adjust. You groan and wrap your hands around his neck, squeezing tightly. He slaps your arms in desperate attempts of having you let go, your thrusts are punching the air out of his lungs and having his breathing restricted is certainly not helping.

"St- stop th- the thing! Pan- Pantalone!" Dottore keeps fighting back despite knowing his efforts are fruitless. Pantalone couldn't care less for how he feels. "You ass!"

You continue fucking him despite all of his squirming, keeping your hands on his throat while you indulge in your desires.

Dottore eventually passes out, falling limp as you keep using his body to satisfy you. You let go of his neck and grip his waist instead. Pantalone squirms in his seat, getting off on you fucking Dottore.

"Feel free to come inside him." Pantalone chuckles.

You growl in excitement, fucking him til your release. You unload your spend inside him, filling him up without his knowledge.

When Dottore comes to, he immediately notices the odd feeling inside of him. "Don't- ugh- don't fucking tell me!" He looks down and sees bits of your cum dribbling out of him. "Pant- pantalone! You f- fuck- fucking- nngh- lied!" Dottore panics, knowing you'll keep fucking more of your cum inside him.

Pantalone smiles, getting even hornier from Dottore's reaction.

You keep fucking Dottore, releasing inside him so many times that his stomach starts to inflate.

He passes out multiple times and eventually falls silent and allows you to fuck him until your cock runs dry, which he thinks'll never happen.

"You can ejaculate one last time, then stop." Pantalone commands.

You look at Dottore's limp and exhausted body, coming for the nth time and reluctantly pulling out as Pantalone ordered you to.

"Come here." Pantalone instructs. You walk over to him and start drooling when he strips his lower half. "Eat me out."

You quickly comply, spreading his legs further and pulling his sex towards your face. You start licking him up like a dog, making him moan beautifully in response.

You focus all your attention on his cunt, devouring it like you've survived on crackers your entire life. Pantalone bites his lip, pussy twitching in pleasure.

"Yes- fuck, just like that~" He whimpers. "Ooh~"

It doesn't take long for you to bring him to an orgasm, his cunt clenches around your tongue desperately as you suck up his fluids.

Pantalone lets you keep going for a minute before stopping you. "Good boy.." He says, out of breath. "Hm..why don't you uh, clean Dottore up? I'm sure you know where the shower is?"

You nod.

"Good. Make sure he's well rested and I suppose you could find him something to eat." He pets you. "I'll take my leave now."

Lustful Sex

Reader x fem character (insert your own!)

Content warning: Unsafe sex,kinda on the soft side, not finished and probably never will be lol ♡

“You look so pretty princess” You whispered lowly in her ear. Her legs automatically wrapped around your waist as you pressed deeper into her pussy and her moans filled the room. Your lips met hers in a hard kiss and she deepened it. She was already slick from all of the lube you used to get ready.

Your thrusts got deeper as you rubbed yourself against her clit which started throbbing beneath your fingers. As soon as your tip touched her entrance, she shot up into your hand. You smirked at how wet she is. You were still dripping precum, leaving a trail of drops behind you. You knew exactly what to do, you always did. With one swift movement, you pushed forward and entered her slowly. Her body instantly clenched around you. She let out soft whimpers as you began to move in and out. “God you feel so good, baby.” You growled as she grabbed on to your shoulders. You slammed down onto her once more but kept going. You felt a knot building in your stomach as your dick brushed against her walls.

“Oh god.. ohhh, Y/n I need you” She whimpered desperately as she squeezed around your cock. You pulled off of her and kissed her passionately. Your hips started moving more urgently as she gripped onto your shoulders tighter. Her hands began running through your hair as she tried desperately to ride your cock. She threw her head back and you saw stars in front of you. She began moaning louder as she bucked around in your hold. A loud growl escaped your throat and you came, coating her insides. You collapsed beside her as you took heavy breaths. She ran her hand through your hair before planting sloppy kisses all over your face.

If you still have nsfw requests open what abt monster dick mc with a charmed fl3shlight of the bros/side characters (minus luke, but i feel thats obvious)

Monster dick MC fucking a charmed fleshlight

MINORS DNI

Anon i want to kiss you directly on the lips for requesting this. I had the time of my life writing these. Not sure if the monster dick really comes through here, but I tried my best to imply it.

Warnings: toys, sexting, mild exhibitionism (in Satan’s), breeding kink (in Beel's), consensual somno (in Belphie's), sounding (in Solomon's), genitals ambiguous for the chars, amab mc/reader

Lucifer:

You better not use it while he’s in public!

He makes that wildly clear as soon as he finds out about it (and no doubt he mysteriously finds out about it before you get the chance to use it).

What he likes is if you use it when he’s been holed up in his office, working for far too long

Lucifer’s been working for hours when he gets a text from you- an eggplant emoji that you’ve taken to using as a simple way to ask if you can use the fleshlight. He sends back an “ok” sticker and then he feels it. Your lubed fingers circling the hole of the charmed fleshlight, then sliding into it. He cries out, crumpling the paper he was writing on. He tries his best to flatten the paper while simultaneously grinding his hips back against your fingers, even though he knows that won’t work, and it just makes him look like a desperate whore rutting against his desk chair. When you pull your fingers out and replace them with your cock his hands shoot up to cover his mouth so no one hears him call out your name, cumming embarrassingly quick in his pants.

Mammon:

He gets kinda pouty if you use it instead of coming to fuck him in person

Best thing is to use it as "punishment"

If he's ever being bratty you making him watch as you fuck the fleshlight, yet he can still feel you fucking him

Mammon is tied up sitting on the bed watching you hungrily as you sit in a chair across from him. You pour lube into the toy causing him to bite his lip at the strange sensation. You tease the hole of the toy with your thick head, making Mammon beg for you to fuck the toy. When you insert your dick he gasps and pulls against the restraints, shaking as you slowly sink inch by inch into the toy. He’s so shocked at how realistic it feels, it feels like you’re deep inside him, churning his guts as you pound into him. But even though it feels like he’s being fucked, he's not, and therefore he’ll be begging the whole time that you fuck him properly.

Levi:

Let’s be honest he’s the one who bought the toy for you

He begs that you try it out even though he’s kind of prepared to be disappointed, thinking it’s probably a scam

When he feels your fingers on his hole his mind is racing through a million scenarios of you using the toy

Levi had just finished up his (long and very informative) explanation of what was so special about the fleshlight he'd gotten you. He’d wrapped it all up with a disclaimer that it probably didn’t even work. And yet here he is looking at you expectantly from where you’re both sitting in his bathtub bed. You huff out a laugh and roll your eyes as you shimmy out of your pants. Grabbing the lube you note that Levi’s breathing has gotten heavier, and he’s already hard. So you lightly tease him for getting hot and bothered just from seeing your flaccid cock. He stutters out some excuse but shuts up when you pour the lube into the fleshlight. You ask if it works, if he can feel it, and he immediately starts gushing about how poggers this is, and begging you to start fucking the fleshlight already.

Satan:

The first time you use it he was in the library, though luckily no one was around to see the way he- to no success- tried to conceal the way he fell apart

Afterwards if anyone takes notice of the way he walks back to the house of Lamentation with a slight limp and the way he’s walking holding books in front of his crotch, they do not bring it up

He thinks its stupid that you would buy that instead of actually fucking him

Thoroughly amused you read Satan’s passive aggressive texts to you from his room about how he can feel that you’re using the toy again, that you should just make the short walk to his room and fuck him properly. Ignoring him you slide your cock in, and the texts stop abruptly. Then you get a call. You continue to thrust your cock into the toy as Satan attempts to convince you to come over between begging and whining for you to pick up the pace and go harder. He babbles about how he can feel it in his stomach, that he wants you here so when you finish he can feel you fill him up with your cum. He’s going to want you to come fuck him again properly when you're done.

Asmo:

Obsessed with the toy, and thinks it’s so much fun

When you text him a heads up he likes to stuff himself with a vibe so it feels like double penetration

Sometimes he calls you in the moment to rave about how good it feels, and sometimes he’ll just wait until you’re done so he can come find you for round two

As soon as Asmo read the text from you he dropped his eyeliner and grabbed a random vibrator. He snaps a quick pick of the one he’s using- as a way of showing he’s ready on his end, then lubes it up and stretches himself as he feels you tease the entrance of the toy. When you slide in he gets adjusted to your phantom stretch before stuffing in the vibrator, crying out obscenely at the sensation of your long, thick cock fucking him alongside the vibrator. It’s such a unique sensation, unparalleled by anything else he’s experienced. He loves it almost as much as he loves you fucking him normally. Almost. But in the end you fucking him in person is far better, and he knows as soon as you’ve both cum he’ll be rushing (with a slight limp) to your room for more.

Beelzebub:

Give him a heads up before you use the fleshlight so he doesn’t hurt himself if you use it while he’s working out

He probably doesn’t like it too much because he doesn’t like that you can’t breed him with your cum when you finish

He also doesn’t like that he can’t see you so he begs for facetimes when/if you use it

Beel is uncharacteristically pouting when you answer his facetime, whining that he doesn’t like this toy very much, and that you should just come and fuck him. You explain this is like a prelude for what's to come later, and his temperament shifts a bit, smiling at the promise of you pounding him in person after. When you slide your cock into the toy the phone shakes a bit as Beel cries out. He’s so frustrated because it feels so good- of course it does when it's you, but he wants to be able to kiss you and taste you and feel your skin. Beel gets fed up with all this so he slowly and shakily makes his way to your room, stopping to catch his breath as you continue to fuck the toy while he walks.

Belphegor:

Obsessed with you using it while he’s sleeping

Or if you let him use it on you while you're sleeping

He’s much rather fuck you with the fleshlight than ride you, and he’s desperate to feel you fucking him whenever he can get the chance

You wake up to Belphie's loud and breathy moans in your ear. He’s jerking you off with the charmed fleshlight, grinding his cock against you as he feels the sensations of you fucking him. His eyes are scrunched shut, so when you thrust your hips into the toy it catches him off guard and he cums, staining your pajamas with his jizz. His eyes open and he kisses you sloppily as he picks up the pace, whining and whimpering into your mouth as he does. Once you've cum inside the toy Belphie throws it to the ground, and despite both of you having cum all over, he pulls up the blankets and promptly falls back asleep, leaving you to either try to fall back asleep or clean the two of you up with no help from him.

You could probably get the most use out of it with the side chars

Diavolo:

A solution for when he wants to get dicked down but can’t make it to the house of Lamentation or you can’t get to the castle

(not a perfect solution though, he still heavily prefers you fucking him in person over this)

He becomes more desperate though, begging for you to fuck the fleshlight every night (and the morning after) that he’s not with you.

You open your phone to 30 new messages from Diavolo begging that you fuck him and laugh. You send him a kissy sticker before lubing up your cock and teasing the opening of the fleshlight with the head of your cock. Diavolo sends you a series of key smashes- a thing he’d recently learned about from Levi, then a picture of his hole slick with lube and slightly gaping. You groan, easing the toy down your cock. The texts stop as you pound your dick into the fleshlight, but start right up again when you’ve cum. You get his half thought out praises, pictures of the aftermath of his orgasm, and so many heart emojis before he sends his goodnight text.

Barbatos:

Like Beel give him a heads up to make sure he’s not cooking or attending to Diavolo

But oh boy does he loves this toy sm

Loves that he can comfortably lay back while you pound into the toy

Barbatos gets the heads up text that you’ll be using the charmed toy when he’s taking a bath. He gives you permission, shyly taking a picture of himself in the bath, to which he receives copious praise and compliments from you. He feels himself blush, fidgeting as the anticipation builds. When he feels the ghost-like sensation of your lubed up cock rub against his hole he whimpers, relaxing as best as he can for the stretch that your huge cock gives him. He grips the edge of the tub as you slowly and sweetly fuck the toy. It's nice- the experience of getting fucked in the bathtub without the mess. He cums when you do, calling you immediately after, giddy to talk about how it felt and how much he loved it.

Simeon:

No matter how often you use it every time you do he gets so scared because he forgets how it feels to have you touching him but not there with him

Like Beel he wants to be able to hear and see you when you “fuck him” so he’ll text you asking that you facetime him (he cant figure out to do it on his own lol)

Highly prefers you fucking him in person but on nights when he's alone it's kinda nice

You facetime Simeon before going to bed, holding up the fleshlight with a wink and hearing him sputter on the other end. He lays back against his pillows, running his fingers along his chest as you lube up your cock. When you ease your dick into the toy, very slowly so he can adjust to the stretch, Simeon whines and whimpers, accidentally dropping the phone, then propping it up on a pillow to make sure that doesn't happen again. He reaches down to touch himself, like you taught him, time with your thrusts. By the time you’ve cum the first time he’s given you two orgasms already, sobbing from the overstimulation, and trying to muffle the way he calls out your name by shoving his face into the pillow.

Solomon:

Has a matching charmed dildo that he fucks his hole with lol

You guys take turns fucking around with each other with said toys

One night he uses the dildo so you can feel him, and the next you use your fleshlight so he can feel your cock

Last night Solomon had fucked himself on his charmed dildo for hours, drawing orgasm after orgasm out of you. Tonight you’re going to get payback. You text him a picture of your lubed up cock and the fleshlight as a warning. He sends back a selfie of his hard dick, plugged up with a sounding rod and he’s giving you a thumbs up. You laugh, rubbing your head against the entrance for a moment then thrusting fully in. Once in you wait for him to adjust before fucking the toy with a brutal pace. When you finally get tired out Solomon facetimes you, showing you the aftermath, and listening to your heavy praise. Then you walk him through some aftercare and fall asleep, never hanging up once.

Ashe x Male Reader

Content Warning!-Deepthroating, mentions of blood, biting, rough sex, sex with a demon.

People probably won’t know who this little man is, but I’ll still post this.

(I made this really late so this might not make sense lol)

Ashe puts his head down on your cock and keeps it there while he struggles to fit you in his throat. “Your taking me so good baby.” His hands grip onto the base of your hips, holding you steady as you pump him up and down. He starts to gag as you thrust your hips deeper down his throat, your dick hitting the back of his throat. You suddenly cum and watch as he swallows some of your seed, pulling off to catch some air. The rest of your seed spilt all over his face, some even getting in his hair.

You pull back slightly from Ashe to kiss his neck, nipping at his skin, then biting it. Drops of thick blood falling as you lick it up. As you let go, he immediately grabs your dick, covering it with some precum. He lines himself on your dick and immediately slams himself down on it. You take control of the situation and flip him onto his back, thrusting harshly into him.

He grunts out and looks at you, his empty eyes are wide with surprise. Your thrusts are quick and rough, your breath harsh against his neck. He digs his nails into you the skin on your back. Staring intensely at you with lovestruck eyes, clawing your back hard enough to bleed.

After a few seconds, Ashe is panting and groaning beneath you. Cockdrunk and unable to process anything that’s going on.

You have to do this more often.