Lurking And Lusting

Manipulating pantalone into betraying the fatui and the tsaritsa, make him youre slut, youre slave for you to use at youre beck and call, tell him to stay at the fatui because his only use is that power and money backing him, make him unable to push you away.

Oh you need something? Dont worry Pantalone has it covered, want to destroy a fatui camp? He will gladly tell you where and how, want to use his body as a cocksleeve? Hes already undressed with his ass up in the air.

"oh... traveller... I told you I can help you." you smirk at the traveller while pantalone was covered in his own fluids twitching, sobbing, drooling and begging to be bred by you.

How pathetically cute.

Malleus brainrot

MINORS DNI

thank u to this anon who sparked this in my brain

Thinking about dollification with Malleus.

When you start a scene you do his makeup first, applying his signature eye shadow and liner, a nice blush, and a black lipstick. He may wear a pretty black lace choker for you or his posture collar, then you might dress him up in a corset (with each cinch tighter bringing him deeper into headspace), he might then slip into some matching black lace panties with your help, and then maybe some black stockings. The dress up part is all on you, whatever you want to see him in. Of course he always wants his arm binder, but sometimes you also add other accessories like a cockring or a muzzle or a gag or nipple clamps, etc.. By the time you secure the last piece of whatever you want to see him in, Malleus is completely in his doll headspace. You will guide or carry him to a comfortable chair, and sit him there. He will stare ahead, his irises blown wide as his arousal sets in.

"Such a pretty doll I have," you might coo, brushing his hair for a moment. Then, one of his favorite parts of the scene begins. You walk to the desk and begin to do some work there. Malleus must sit, must be patient for you, must be a good obedient doll, until you decide you want to play with him. He has no idea how long he'll have to wait. Sometimes you come after a few minutes and play with his horns, or pull his panties down and run your fingers over his hard, dripping cock. Sometimes you don't touch him for hours, and when you do he feels as though his skin is on fire; he's been yearning for your touch for so long. He cums quick those times, trying to be as quiet as possible, because dolls don't talk. Then sometimes you continue to play with him even after he's cum, and that makes his brain all fuzzy and giddy. He's so pleased that you'll continue to take what you want from him, it makes him feel even more like a toy for you.

And sometimes you don't touch him at all. Sometimes you get him all dressed up, make him sit there- hard and aching for you- and never let him release. You just bring him out of his headspace and get him undressed then redressed, and the two of you go on about your night. Malleus can't ever find it in himself to be frustrated when you do this, even though he gets pent up. Because he knows the next time you touch him it'll feel that much better, and anyways he's satisfied just by sitting still and looking pretty for you.

4 times Leona calls you mommy, and the time you call him “baby boy” back. 

MINORS DNI

TWST EN terms used, reader is not mc

dom top masc amab reader, sub bottom Leona Kingscholar, mommy kink, blowjob, possessiveness, masturbating, Leona has a knot, under negotiated kink

Apologies if the tenses are all over the place, that’s not my strong suit and I hardly ever write in the past tense  

It takes you by surprise the first time Leona says it. 

You’d found him lazing around in the botanical garden (big surprise), and you decided to join him by cuddling up behind him. Leona had turned his head to face you, and blinked his eyes slowly as he registered who you were. He then fully turned around so he could wrap his arms around you and shove his face into your chest. In the moments when he’s between sleep and consciousness, he can be uncharacteristically sweet. A big cuddly kitten. You ran your fingers through his hair, and tugged gently on one of his braids. 

“Mommy,” he had mumbled, oh so softly, and were you not completely focused on him it may have slipped past your ears. But you had been focused on him, and you heard it, loud and clear. 

In the moment, you’d blanked. The title made your heart thump in its chest– and your dick stirred in your pants– so much so that you worried Leona would pick up on it (you could always use his appearance as an excuse (that would get you a smug grin, for sure)). But it was an unusual title considering your masculine presentation. Or so you’d thought. 

As you processed it, you found that you weren’t all that surprised he'd begun to associate the title with you. Cater has loudly dubbed you as the “mom friend,” and according to Ruggie, you have a habit of babying Leona.

That day he'd looked so content and sleepy, nuzzling his face into your chest lovingly. Therefore, instead of asking him about it you’d simply made a note of it in the back of your head, and continued to card your fingers through his long hair, scritching behind his ears occasionally, letting him fall peacefully into slumber.

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The second time he calls you by the title, it's clearly a joke. 

Even though you’d told him to do it, somehow you had ended up being the one who picked up Leona’s clothes from the ground of his messy room while he played solitary chess.

“Y’know, you should be the one cleaning up after yourself if someone's coming over," you had chided, tossing a dirty t-shirt at him. Leona had pulled the shirt off where it landed on his head, and promptly threw it back at you. 

“Tch whatever you say, mommy,” he teased. That day, instead of offering a smart retort like you usually did in response to his teasing, you just folded the shirt he’d thrown and gave him a charged look. Leona’s tail flicked, and he squirmed under your gaze. Eventually he cleared his throat, breaking the pregnant silence by resuming his game and changing the subject to complain about something Vil said earlier.

The moment passed quickly, but you recall it often, wondering how much of a joke it really was.

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The third time he says it, you’re not actually 100% sure he said it. 

You had been sucking his dick in his room (he’d actually shown up to class today and you were rewarding him), swallowing down the pre that flowed from his tip. Leona had his hands on your head, being mindful of his claws, but not of his hips which jerked and thrusted into your mouth every so often. 

He’d been teetering on the edge for a bit, letting out gruff moans of your name, his cock twitching in your mouth. This time you’re sucking his dick as a reward, so– unlike other times when you sucked his dick for hours to edge him– you actually put effort into getting him off. To send him over you had let your hands wander to play with his balls. 

“Mah-ahhh,” he cried, and came without warning down your throat. You had choked a bit, caught off guard, but then enthusiastically you swallowed his cum down. Your hand that was playing with his balls moved to squeeze his quickly inflating knot, causing more cum to shoot down your throat. “Muh-ahhh,” he moaned again, then decided to cover his mouth. 

In the moment you had vaguely wondered if you were trying to find something that wasn’t there. That because you wanted him to call you mommy, your brain was supplying evidence that he had. And- wait since when did you want him calling you mommy?!

Instead of opening that can of worms, you had pulled off his dick as he softened, nipping his foreskin.

“Brat,” you grumbled hoarsely, referring to how he had cum without warning.

You noticed how Leona’s dick twitched, simply at you calling him a brat.

Again instead of addressing it, you just squeezed his knot until it deflated, then pulled him into your lap. He’d then slowly jerked you off, making out with you as he did. Once you had cum Leona made a big show of lapping it up from where it landed on your stomach, and you hauled him back up to kiss you until he got too sleepy to keep up with you.

-

It doesn’t take you long to come to terms with the fact that, yes you do want Leona to call you mommy. And once you do, your brain is off and running.

You are utterly consumed by newfound fantasies. You can’t stop imagining Leona whimpering “mommy please,” as you slide your fingers in and out of him, or him growling the title when you deny him an orgasm, or him wailing “thank you mommy,” when you’re particularly generous and fuck him instead of going to class.

The thoughts are so frequent, they get you so worked up, that sometimes Leona can’t be there to help you with your sexual tension.

Like a few days ago, when he was busy at a housewarden meeting, and you were holed up in your room with a hand down your pants, jerking off to the thought of him riding you. You had imagined him looking down at you with that shit eating smirk as he rolled his hips slowly. You imagined spanking him to make him speed up as you stroked your dick faster. 

“Good boy, get mommy off,” your voice was a strained whisper in the quiet room. You imagined Leona clenching around you at your words (and you had squeezed yourself accordingly). 

The Leona that you had conjured in your head, was sweating, so worked up from the way your cock stretched him out and fuck him so deeply, it made him want to work harder. His dick would hang heavy and hot– maybe even dripping pre already– between his legs, bobbing from the way he quickly fucks himself atop of you.

You felt yourself getting close, so the fantasy Leona growled and tightened around you, begging mommy for release, begging that you would mark his insides with your cum.

With a muffled yelp, you had finished inside your closed fist, wishing it was inside Leona instead. 

As you cleaned your cum off your hand with a tissue you wondered how much longer you could take before you inevitably broke.

-

Luckily, an opportunity presents itself today when you have him in doggy style, teasing him by fucking him deep and slow. Leona says it a fourth time.

His tail wraps around your waist, keeping you close, his arms clinging onto a pillow as you dick him down.

"Mommy," it's quiet, slipping from his lips between moans. 

“What was that kitty?” you huff, leaning over him more, caging him in with your body. You briefly wonder if your fantasies have finally gotten out of control, but nevertheless your heart rate accelerates with adrenaline at the prospect of him calling you mommy. 

“Nothin’” he protests, letting out a moan of your name, likely to distract you. 

“What did you call me,” you demand, rather than ask. You stop fucking him to wrap your arms around his chest, and hoist him up. You resume fucking him, now vertically. The new position gets you deeper, has him clawing at your arms, his head flung back against your shoulder, clenching like a vice around you. 

“Mama,” he chokes out, “oh, mommy.” With his confession you reward him by rubbing at his swollen nipples. Hearing him finally say it makes you feel like your body is on fire.

“Good boy,” the way he shudders at your words does not go unnoticed by you. “That’s what you- ah, wanna be for me, huh Leona?” you snap your hips upward, rubbing against his prostate with each thrust. 

You nuzzle your face between where his neck and shoulder meet, licking him gently. Leona groans, knows what's coming, and moves his head over so you have more room. You sink your teeth into his skin, and sure yours are much more dull compared to his, but you make a fresh indent in his skin all the same. In response a deep growl comes from the Savanaclaw housewarden at the mix of pain and pleasure. You kiss the spot before pulling away to admire your work.

Leona’s drooling now, clinging desperately onto you as you fuck him roughly.

“Yeah- ah fuck, thank you, mommy,” his voice is deep and thick with lust. He loves being marked up by you, and you love seeing all the evidence of what you’ve done to him. 

You kiss him as best as you can in this position, being so careful not to let him nick you with his fangs. When you pull back he looks positively fucked dumb. 

“You’re such a good boy, you’re- hah- my good boy,” Leona groans, arching his back into you, “my sweet kitten,” you can feel him clench tighter around you, “my baby boy,” and with that Leona cums with a yelp, his hole spasming around you, his whole body shivering and shuddering as his eyes roll back into his head. 

Leona jerks his hips back against yours as he rides out his orgasm, selfishly chasing his own pleasure. You can’t find it in you to be displeased with him, not when he’s just given you the best orgasm you’ve ever witnessed him have (so far). 

As soon as he’s done he becomes like jello in your arms, so you slow down, easing him back onto him onto his stomach. He doesn't make any complaints or requests for you to stop, but you take it nice and easy for him anyways- despite wanting so badly to fuck him so hard he forgets his own name.

"Fuck baby boy, I had no idea you'd like that so much," you groan, squeezing his ass with one hand, and holding his hip possessively with the other. Leona clenches weakly around you,

"Mommy, cum n'me, please," he mumbles. A hand of his goes under to soothe his throbbing, inflated knot. 

"Oh? Does mommy’s baby boy want to- ah, be filled?” Leona purrs under you.

"Yes, please, fuckin’ need it," he sounds so pitifully desperate that you can’t help but coo and kiss his back lovingly.

You take his pleas as an invitation to pick up the pace of your thrusts. Now you fuck into him with only the intent of chasing your orgasm. Leona growls at the overstimulation, and the sound only adds to your arousal.

“You take my cock so well baby,” you muse between heavy breaths as you pound him into the mattress. “Such a good kitten- fuck, made for taking me,” you feel your balls tighten, 

“Yours, yours,” Leona insists weakly, clawing at the bed with his free hand.

“Mine,” you groan, finally cumming deep inside him. Leona lets out a noise that’s somewhere between a groan and a growl, his tail flicking excitedly as you fill him up.

“Oh yes,” he purrs, clenching around you. You fuck him through your orgasm, then stay inside until you grow soft. Before pulling out you give a few lazy thrusts, just to hear the lewd squelching that comes from you doing so.

By the time you pull out, Leona’s knot has definitely deflated. 

“Hey,” you whisper only to find that he’s peacefully snoozing away (which doesn’t shock you in the slightest). With a quiet sigh, you carefully adjust him so he doesn’t wake with a crick in his neck. You then go about cleaning yourself and him up before snuggling up behind him. The position nearly gives you Deja Vu.

“Good night, baby boy,” you hum affectionately, kissing the top of his head. 

Just before drifting off, you think you hear Leona mumble “mommy,” again. Though maybe that’s just wishful thinking.

Shrouded in Pleasure

Idia shares his fantasy with you, hoping you'll turn it into a reality

Bottom Idia Shroud x Top!Masc Reader

{Request}

CW: Consensual Mind Break, Handcuffs, Fingering, Overstimulation, Orgasm Denial, Nipple Clamps, Aphrodisiacs, Degrading, Dom/Sub, Vibrator, Anal Sex, Breathplay, Creampie

📝 841 Words

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When Idia told you about his fantasy, you were pretty shocked. His fantasy to be fucked so hard that he loses his mind and can't think anymore, to get rid of all his anxious thoughts and be in your warmth. You didn't realize it was something he'd be into but you're interested in fulfilling his wish.

You went over the safeword or any actions that'll stop the whole thing immediately with him over and over, making sure you don't end up doing something that makes him uncomfortable. But he'll most likely be unable to say anything when you break him so even though you're worried, you know he has a lot of trust in you.

After going over all the ground rules, you were finally ready to turn his fantasy into a reality.

You lean over Idia's naked body, his arms behind his back and restricted with fluffy handcuffs and his nipples pinched with pretty clamps while your fingers stretch him out.

"'M gon- gonna come~" Idia shivers.

"Already? You're so sensitive." Your fingers slam into his prostate, but your fist is wrapped around his length and preventing him from getting his release.

Idia whimpers but doesn't complain.

You pull your fingers out take a small jar of pink liquid. "Say 'ah', it's an aphrodisiac."

Idia opens his mouth and swallows the liquid you pour into his mouth.

You run your hands along his body. "It's pretty strong and activates fast, I bet if I..." Your voice trails off as you tap the tip of his cock, the sensitivity from the previous denials and the aphrodisiac has Idia arching his back and coming all over his chest and stomach.

After coming down from his high, Idia looks at you with a worried expression, thinking he'll get punished for coming without permission.

"Don't worry, baby," You kiss his forehead. "As long as my hand isn't squeezing your tiny little cock, you can come as many times as you'd like."

Idia blushes.

"Speaking of." You open a drawer and take out a vibrator specifically created to be wrapped around someone's penis. You slide it onto his length, some cum spurting out from the touch. You set it at the lowest setting so there's always stimulation but not enough to make him come.

You slot yourself in between his legs, tugging your underwear down just enough to free your length. You push your cock inside his well stretched hole, watching Idia's expression contort into pleasure.

You bottom out and hit his prostate, causing him to come all over himself again. "Ready?" You pull on one of the nipple clamps.

He moans and nods, you start fucking into him before he can even verbalize anything. Idia arches his back and floods the room with moans, as well as further flooding his body with his own cum.

You slap Idia, not because you're upset but he likes when you slap him. "How many times are you gonna come, hm? At some point you're gonna start shooting blanks." You wrap your fist around his dick, preventing him from coming again.

"'M sorry~" Idia moans, fine with not coming as long as you keep fucking him. "Fuck- yes- yes!"

You flip him over, hand leaving his cock. You shove Idia's face into the pillow and fuck the air out of his lungs. The clamps on his nipples push against the bed, causing more pain and far more pleasure for Idia.

His moans are muffled by the pillow and his head starts to feel fuzzy. You land a harsh smack to his ass, slightly thin spurts of cum shoot onto the bed as Idia tightens around your cock.

He further loses his mind the longer you keep his head on the pillow along with the other constant stimulations. Idia giggles and drools into the pillow, biting his lip when you pull his head up for air.

"Co- come.." Idia mumbles with a goofy grin on his face. "Inside mh- me..."

"I don't know if you deserve it..." You tease, moving your hand down to his crotch and reclaiming its rightful place on Idia's sensitive little dick.

Idia repeats 'please' over and over, sobbing and unable to make a proper sentence.

You push his head back down onto the pillow to shut him up. "You're already getting so much, and yet you want more?" You chuckle. "You're lucky you've been so good today."

Idia can barely hear you or even make out what you're saying, all he can identify is your tone. He whimpers and tries to say sorry but fails thanks to the pillow.

Your thrusts end with a stuttering halt as you come deep inside him, happiness quickly washes over your boyfriend. You move his body onto his side, giving you a look at his red tear stained and drool ridden face, quickly getting you hard again.

It doesn't take you a second to start fucking him again. He's so broken that moans are the only things coming out of his mouth.

He's finally gotten what he wanted.

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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.

Bottom/Sub!ZhonglixDom/Top!Reader

Contains: Sub!Yandere!Zhongli, Dom!M!Reader

Be aware of: Potentially non-con, Anal sex, rough sex, choking (slightly), hair pulling (slightly), overstimulation, male reader, praise kink, sir/master kink, modern!AU, breeding kink.

Uh-uh, no you don't.

Zhongli used his fingers to stretch his hole open wider. He positioned himself right over your hard cock and then slammed himself onto you.

"Haah! Oh my, you feel so good!" He moaned. You felt his walls clench around your cock but it still didn't feel right. You never agreed, did you? And you had just recently found out he was responsible for the recent deaths of your friends. Then he kidnapped you and tied you up in his basement.

Zhongli started bouncing on your cock at a slow pace. You bit your lip. But Zhongli kept on bouncing, shamelessly moaning. "Look at my hole, taking you so good", you closed your eyes and looked away. But you couldn't help freling good. His walls tightening around you, his moans echoing in the darkness and the absolute helplessness he was about to be found in.

You had long since managed to untie yourself and were just waiting for an opportunity to take control yourself. "Ah! (Y/N)!" He sped his pace up slightly but there was no increase to his moan. Is it really that dissapointing? Is it even dissapointing? You didn't like this, did you?

Finally you decided to make your move and lifted Zhongli off your cock, then you slammed him against the wall. He whimpered. "Fucking yourself so shamelessly? How brave." You whispred with a smirk as you pushed inside him again. "(Y/N)-!" He yelped. Loud moans escaped his lips as you slammed into him repeatedly. You fucked him hard and fast. He continously called your name.

"Look at you", you whispered with a low grunt. "Taking me so good", you praised him as tears brimmed his eyes. You pulled at his hair to bring him closer to you. You kissed him roughly.

Soon Zhongli was completely braindead as you fucked him rougher and rougher. "(Y/N), (Y/N), hah-" he sung your name until he couldn't speak anymore, only moans escaped him. You felt your orgasm nearing as Zhongli came without warning.

"Zhongli, take my cum. Even if you can't get pregnant, fucking take it." You came inside him and he came again. You pulled out and let the cum drip out of him.

"You're a good cumslut, Zhongli", you cooed inside his ear and he smiled. "Y-Yes I am, sir."

Soft dom???

clutch of a cute neighbor – power bottom che’nya x top male pomefiore reader

tags: che’nya exhibiting some yandere behavior, possessiveness, hints of sensory deprivation (receiving), very subtle breeding kink

minors and fem aligned dni

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yandere childe with a himbo reader

WARNINGS: DARK CONTENT, bondage, non-con, gaslighting, degration, fear play, marking, biting, manipulation, dacryphilia, sadism, orgasm denial, yandere childe, deception, reader has piercings that he didnt know abt

**i do not support the tendancies/situations reflected inside of my (dvlboy) works inside of a real life setting. please proceed with caution.

childe was seething. he has never been one to hold his bloodlust in, but he was so tempted to use his delusion just to obliterate the woman next to you, caressing your arm while you two chatted. why couldn’t you understand the inuendoes that she keeps sending towards you?

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Full of You ♡

Kazuha had no idea how obsessed he'd become with you after settling down and becoming your maid

FTM!Maid!Kazuha x Top!Masc Reader

Request | Kinktober | No AFAB language ver (AO3)

Contains: Non-Con Somnophilia, Scent Kink, Finger Sucking, Oral, Obsessiveness, Breeding, Mating Press

Words: 888

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As your maid, Kazuha works very hard to take care of the house while you're away.

The times you come home are pretty irregular, sometimes you don't come home at all. Some days you come home really late and knock out before you can even eat dinner.

You have him wear cute outfits so that when you are home you at least have something to soothe your sour eyes. You noticed that he's made some adjustments to his clothes, shortening the skirts to the point where you can see his underwear.

You figured it was just because it was more comfortable for him and of course you weren't complaining.

The real reason is that Kazuha just wants to show off his body, to tempt you into fucking him. So far no advances. Although just seeing you is enough to make him happy but when you don't show up, he gets needy.

When you're gone, he uses items of yours to masturbate. Deep throating a spoon you used, wearing your unwashed underwear with a vibrator inside while he works, fingering himself on your bed before he changes the sheets, etcetera.

He doesn't have a lot to do since he's usually the only one in the house so he needs to pass the time somehow.

And today, you're finally home. You're asleep, but you're home.

And Kazuha can't wait any longer.

Kazuha climbs onto your lap, thankful that you're sleeping on your back, and grinds against your clothed crotch. He grabs your arm and brings your fingers to his mouth and starts sucking on them desperately, moaning quietly.

You groan in your sleep, bucking your hips and trying to chase the sensation.

Kazuha moves off of you and pulls your underwear off, breathing heavily on the dick he's been fantasizing about for so long.

"Wanna choke on your cock.." He licks your length like it's a sweet treat, dripping wet from your delicious smell. He kisses the head of your cock before wrapping his lips around it.

Kazuha moves his head down, forcing himself to take your cock all the way to the hilt. His eyes roll back in pleasure. He moans at the taste of your pre cum.

You growl unconsciously in pleasure, loving the wet warmth around your length.

He bobs his head up and down, tears forming in his eyes as he eagerly swallows up your length. He pulls his underwear off and sits on your thigh, rubbing against it desperately. Your thigh brushes against the tip of his bottom growth, pulling him into a powerful orgasm.

Kazuha stays still, practically cock warming you as he drenches your thigh with slick. His tongue wraps around your leaking cockhead, still wanting to make you come.

You start bucking your hips up, stabbing the back of his throat with your cock as you chase your climax. It's not long before you're releasing your load inside him, taking a while to get everything out due to not masturbating for a while.

Kazuha doesn't mind of course, the more the better. He quickly swallows everything and when you're finally done, he licks up the cum that he previously failed to swallow.

You mumble something before relaxing and falling deeper into your sleep.

He climbs on top of you again, lifting himself up and slowly lowering himself down onto you. He has to cover his mouth to prevent you from hearing his uncontrollably noisy moans.

Kazuha takes his time taking you inside him, savoring every moment and feeling of becoming full with your dick. He clenches around you, pussy basically slobbering all over your length.

You stir awake, a smirk growing on your face. "Kazuha?" You say, your tired voice making him mewl.

"Si- sir.."

You grab his hips, caressing his soft body. "What an interesting thing to wake up to," You muse. "My whore of a maid swallowing my cock whole."

Kazuha whimpers.

"I wonder, what shall I do with you now?" You hum, hands moving to grope his ass.

"Ple- please fuck me sir~ wanna be bred by you, please~" Kazuha squirms.

You switch positions, moving Kazuha on his back. You grab his thighs and force his legs on the sides of his head, allowing you to plunge deeper inside him.

Kazuha rolls his head back, moaning insanely loud as you pound his cunt. "Mo- more~! Bre- breed me sir~!"

You groan, loving this slutty side of him. "What are you, a cum slut?" You mock. "So desperate for me to fill you up~"

"Ye- yes~! 'M a cum slut~!" Kazuha exclaims. "Ne- need you tah fi- fill~ me up sir~!"

"I should've fucked you the moment you took the job." You bite your lip. "Your pussy feels so fucking good, so damn wet and tight."

Kazuha whines in pleasure, elated that you love his body. "Gh- gonna come~!"

"Shit- me too." You thrust into him harder. "Gonna breed your tight cunt-"

He squeals happily, tightening around you and squeezing your cock to draw out its cum. You burst inside of him, giving him your second load of the night.

Kazuha twitches at the feeling of your cock pulsating inside him. You allow his legs to go back to their original position as your movements come to a halt.

"You should wake me up like that more often." You wink.

Kinktober day 3 : Daddy Kink

It is odd writing for a kink I find weird, but it is a good excercise

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TW : Daddy Kink(duh), Brat Taming, Choking, Hair pulling, Spanking, Praise

Character : Uzui Tenma

GN!Reader (read as dick or strapless strap)

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“Call me daddy.”

“No”

“Call me daddy!”

“No.”

This is a, currently, normal conversation between you and your Olympic gold medalist boyfriend. Uzui Tenma, descendant of Uzui Tengen, a demon slayer. Tenma is a gymnast and he has a bit of a rude streak, flipping off photographers and choking reporters.

Recently he has been trying to get you to call him Daddy. You have been together for a while now and these last few weeks his urging has only gotten more aggressive. From simply asking to straight up demanding you. This is the most aggressive he has been with you.

His hand gripped yours as his face turned into a pout. His silver hair that never went past his ears, fell into his face. Violet eyes staring into yours.

“Call me daddy.”

You simply sighed, Tenma is being a brat. An annoying one at that. As tempting as it is to put him in his place, you don’t really want to waste your energy. Especially on a hot summer day like today. Japan is humid as FUCK.

But if he keeps this up your anger will make you act.

“Do it.”

You poured yourself a glass of ice water, straight up chugging it to cool off. This is not the first time he wanted attention or sex. This is, however, the first time he has been such a brat.

“Call me daddy.”

Your temper is wearing thin. A worn rope at this point. A rope holding your sanity together. A rope that is fraying and held on by threads.

“Do it already!” He is whining at this point

Tenma childishly tugged at you, pulling your arm. Pressing himself onto you, making it warmer than it already was. Sweat dripped down your face.

The heat is starting to piss you off too.

“Stop Ignoring me”

The rope snapped.

“Call-Hrk.”

Your hand found its way to his throat. Dragging him to your shared room and throwing him onto the bed. You straddled him, he was already hard.

“I fucking had enough. You are SUCH a Brat, Tenma. Would you shut up already?” Growling as you gripped his face

“Make me.” A sly grin stretched across his face

“Fine.”

Wrestling his pants and underwear off and laying him across your lap, you gripped his hair. Smacking his ass hard, he yelped.

“The fuck was that for?”

“Count” You tugged at his hair when he glared, landing another slap on his ass

“…. One…”

“Louder.” Another slap

“AH! TWO!”

Another slap.

“THREE!”

Time passes and the number higher

SMACK

“Tw-twent- twenty.” Tenma hiccups

By the time you were done, his ass was a brilliant red. Fat tears dripped down his cheeks. You gently put him onto the bed, lightly rubbing the red skin. His hard hadn’t ceased, it simply dripped with pre cum.

“Are you sorry for being a naughty brat?”

“Ye- yes… I’m sorry.”

“Good boy. I’m sorry I was so harsh on you. You took your punishment well.” You kissed his tear soaked cheek

“Please. Please take care of me.”

“I will.”

Lube soaked fingers plunging in and out of his hole, forcing him to bite his shirt collar to hold back his sounds. Stretching him open as his eyes screw shut.

He lays on his back, pillow under his shoulders. Tears drying. Legs open with his knees bent. Cock standing proudly, drooling

“Ready?”

“Mhn.”

“I need to hear it baby.”

“Yes… I’m ready.”

With Tenma’ s confirmation, you entered him. Slowly bottoming out and slowly rocking your hips, grinding against his prostate.

“Mo-move.”

Starting with slow and long movements. Pulling out to the tip and fully sheathing again. Motion repeating, slowly speeding up.

He opened his arms, almost as if he is demanding that you get closer to him.

“Please…. Daddy?”

“Is this a new kink of yours?~” you cooed as you leaned into his grip, stilling as his hands burying themselves into your tank top and his face into your neck

“Darling?”

“…..yes” his voice muffled from pressing himself into you

“You could have just told me.” Pressing a kiss into his hair

He pulled away, his red face said everything. Eyes looking away from you as tears started to fall again. He chewed at his lip.

“Where you embarrassed?”

He nods

“Baby.”

The amethyst crystals that are his eyes finally meeting yours

“Let daddy take care of you now, baby boy~”

He moans as you purred into his ear.

You move. Your hips meet his red ass at every thrust. He cries as you piston into him at a rough pace. Fast, but not harsh nor punishing. Just fast.

“D- Daddy!” He gasps out “Da- daddy Please!”

“Yes, baby?” You kiss his cheeks

“Kiss. I wanna kiss.”

“Of course.”

Pressing your lips together gently, he closed his eyes. His muscular legs wrapped around your waist. His arms that are just as strong pull you closer as his eyes shut. You pulled away, Tenma cries out louder when your hand starts to jerk him off.

“Gonn- gonna cum.” He chokes out

“You cumming baby? You cumming?”

You bite his neck

“Daddy”

“Cum.”

You both released at the same time. His staining the front of his shirt. Sweat making your clothes stick to your skin.

“We need a shower.” You leaned on him

“Together?”

“Yeah.”