Let’s Talk Abt Making Bratty Scaramouche Frustrated. Leaving Him Completely Untied, No Blindfolds,

Why run away from the unknown? 

Part.2

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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤: 𝕋𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕒 𝕩 𝔻𝕠𝕞! 𝕄𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

𝕀𝕟𝕔𝕝𝕦𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘: 𝕟𝕤𝕗𝕨

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: 𝕒𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕙𝕠𝕝, 𝕤𝕚𝕫𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕜, 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕦𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒, 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕕𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕪𝕡𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒

-𝟚𝕜𝟞 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤-

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𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕣 𝕕𝕟𝕚

How crazy would it be to wake up in an unknown world, wholly and utterly lost? With nothing that looked interesting near you and even more, alone. You could not hear any voices, someone shouting after someone else, those grandmas complaining about their sons and daughters, that damn annoying neighbour who would never understand what 'privacy' is.

None of that, you were just alone. The sound of the wind passing through leaves, surely the chirps of the birds, but nothing more. The silence was soothing you, making all the tension disappear as you sat down on the ground, looking up at the sky.

Perhaps you would have fallen asleep, if it was not for someone shouting from afar, the voice sounding familiar, while the scenery was not. As you sat up, your eyes widened, the person in front of you was more than familiar, a character from a game you play. The Outrider, Amber from Genshin Impact, means you weren't so far from Mondstadt.

You ponder for a while, unsure if it was a good idea to show up at Mondstadt. And while nodding your head to yourself, you stand up, dusting off your pants before walking in a random direction, hoping you will be able to meet a camp and collect a weapon and some food.

It took you more or less a week to get completely ready to move from this zone since you wanted to be prepared in case you encounter stronger enemies. You were lucky enough to walk by some merchants and bought a map, so you could understand where you were. The said merchants were sympathetic enough to tell your current location.

Confidently, you head for Liyue, days passed before you managed to see the top of some Liyue Harbor's buildings. The city was truly magnificent, you were glad you arrived in the middle of the day, so the sun was high, and it made everything shine, temporarily blinding you.

As you stand there, at the entrance of the city, admiring the view, you completely ignore the people passing by you or the ones trying to talk to you. It's true that you were standing out, your foreigner features and your height catching most passers-by's attention. For now, except for Amber, you did not encounter any important character. Maybe it was for the best, since you could say you basically knew the future, you could say something you weren't supposed to.

As you were going to walk away, acting as if you did not see the woman standing next to you trying to grab your attention. You felt like someone was staring at you intensely, their gaze penetrating your body, sending a chill up your spine. Annoyed, you turn around, glaring at them but freeze on the spot when you notice who it was.

With the easily recognizable messy orange hair and dull blue eyes meeting yours, logically, you should act like nothing happened or just smile and leave. But it would not be fun, and he was the one staring in the first place. You were still staring at each other, neither of you looking away. You could not help but smile at him, looking away to let your gaze observe him from head to toe. And as you finally meet his eyes again, you offer him a smirk before leaving, the unknown woman following you with doe eyes. As if you cared about her.

After finally finding somewhere to sleep, you decide to go to the nearest bar, you really need to relax, this week has been hellish for you. This morning's encounter is still on your mind, but you doubt you will see him again anyway, so it was not significant.

You really need to stop jinxing yourself. Not long after you entered the bar, nothing was out of the ordinary except some people standing a bit too close to you, but nothing horrible. As you drink the liquor slowly, enjoying the taste and the slight burn it causes in your throat, the chair beside you is drawn back, so the person can sit. Excepting one of those annoying people again, you turn around to glare at them, but instead, Tartaglia was sitting there.

You heard someone complain behind him and as you throw a glance, you see a girl making a fuss over him, saying he stole her seat. With a single hand gesture to the barman, he understood that the girl was the problem here and drag her out. Tartaglia ignored her this entire time, just looking at you with those empty eyes of his, but you could perceive something in them that you were not able to identify yet.

You were observing him silently until you notice how he has not moved since then, you stand up straight as you understand how long you have been staring at him openly. You make a sign to the barman to serve you two drinks before finishing your current drink. Perhaps if you pay him a drink, he will take it and leave. You knew it would not happen, but you still had some hope.

As you were going to pay for the drinks, Tartaglia beat you to it and gave them the money before you could move. To say you were surprised was an understatement, he had no reason to do this, you were just a stranger. And you just noticed how strong the drink you ordered was, and you had no idea if he could handle his alcohol.

Before you knew it, you were more or less talking freely to each other. With Tartaglia being there, most people would not dare step closer to you, which guaranteed you a peaceful night. Thankfully, even in your tipsy state, you remembered how you never ask, and he never told you his name, so you have not made a mistake for now.

Turns out, Tartaglia was not better than any other person in this city, you noticed how slowly, but surely he moved closer, the eye contact became longer, and he even offered to show you around since it was the first time you stepped in Liyue Harbor, he was so out of character. But who were you to refuse?

As you finished your drink in one go, you stand up with the man next to you, paid before he could and left the bar. Like you though, he followed you, you keep acting oblivious to his strange behaviour. Did he really think you were that drunk to not notice him?

You let him follow you to the place you were staying, unlocking the door before closing it behind you, not locking it again. You sat on a chair in the living room after turning off every light, certain that he would try to enter your apartment.

And a minute later, you hear the handle make a creaking noise as it was moved down. The quiet steps of the Harbinger filled the room as he headed to the bedroom, the door creaking open as he continued to walk, suddenly going silent, as he surely stopped in front of the bed. As quietly as you could, you stand up, sneaking behind him, grabbing his neck. Murmuring into his ear 'knew it', before knocking him out.

You knew it would happen, you were too suspicious to be ignored. You had tied Tartaglia to the bed, waiting for him to wake up, since either way he would chase you to kill you, so you choose to not tire yourself out for nothing. He was not the type of man to give up anyway so, you were dead either way. A sudden grunt coming from the said man-made you come back to reality. The only thing you said was, 'what were you trying to do?'.

As the man looks up at you, you were ready for a glacial death glare, ready to kill you, but instead, you were met with a lustful look and reddening cheeks. The same look he gave you this morning, seems like you had mistaken his intention. As you get up to untie him, you kneel on the bed to reach the rope around his wrists, unintentionally, your knee rub against his crotch, forcing a moan out of him.

As you stop moving your knee to focus on untying his left hand, you felt how he started to grind his hips against your thigh roughly, moan after moan pouring out of his mouth. The pace picked up, his sounds becoming more frequent as his release is near, but just before he could cum, you move away. The pitiful whine he let out went directly to your cock.

You can't help the smirk growing onto your face, this man purposely came here to get fucked, whether it was consensual on your part or not.

Before Tartaglia knew it, he was on all fours on the bed, his hands tied behind his back. His head was pressed into the pillow, breathing correctly becoming a challenge. He could perceive your shadow loom over him, your hand caressing his exposed back. Chills go up his spine as you rake your nails down his back, and he gasps as his underwear is tugged off sudden. Your big hands spread his legs apart, the cold air hitting his ass as he tightens around nothing, legs shaking.

One of your fingers pressed against his hole, only letting the first phalange, leaving him to wiggle towards you, trying to push more into him. As he throws his hips back, you raise your hand before slamming it back down on his ass, his body jerking forward as you hear the loudest moan of this night. As you watch with amused eyes his body shiver under you, you hear him sniffle, roughly, and you tug his hair back, exposing his crying face to you.

The feeling in his stomach grew rapidly, the alcohol still into both your systems, light-headed and his mind slowly becoming blank. As you lick the tears off his face, you use this as a distraction as you plunge your fingers fully in. He cries out, long fat fingers loosening his hole, rubbing against his walls at an irregular pace.

His face was stained with fresh tears as his head was resting against your shoulder, while you prepare him but suddenly, you stopped moving your fingers. Asking yourself if he really deserved or wanted to be prepared. As you observe his face, his eyes were rolled back as he was going to pass out. You nuzzled your face into his neck gently, before biting down harshly, breaking the skin as blood slid down his body. The pain sends an exquisite feeling from his neck to his back, body trembling as his whines get louder. Before he could cum, you stop touching him, leaving his body to flop down on the bed.

You watch amused as he struggles to sit up, looking back at you, teary begging eyes asking you to help him, but you stay there, unmovingly. With a whimper, he crawls to you, hands resting on your shoulders as he tries to reach your face to kiss you. Your hands move to his thighs, lifting him up, placing him over your cock, the tip pressing against his hole. He was feeling loopy and high as you forced him down, the sweet pain coursing through his body as you stretch him out more than he thought it was possible.

His body has difficulty getting used to the sensation, as he feels you in his stomach, a bulge showing through his skin as he pushes against it with a shaky hand. It was becoming too much for his poor brain, as it stopped functioning when you bottomed out, balls slapping against his entrance. His tongue lolled out, drool falling onto your body. You help him sink back down, as he sits dumbly on top of you, unable to think about something else.

That's when you noticed how you never gave him your name, and after murmuring it slowly into his ear, you begin to move him up and down. Instantly, he started to whimper your name at first, and after each thrust, he would get louder, nearly screaming.

You thought he came as his hole tighten around you, but he only let some pitiful drops out of his tip. You could not help but mock him, watching as his tears doubled, and his face become red, feeling ashamed to not even be able to handle some minutes with you. You slowly learned how his body was working and so, you pressed on a special spot, watching him break on top of you.

Suddenly, you grabbed him, and throw him back onto the bed, he just had the time to rest on all fours before you drill back into him. Your hand sneaks to his throat, choking him into the pillow, being already covered in drool and tears. As you tighten your grip, his hips jerked up, cumming on the spot. You keep going, forcing him to cum once again.

You pity him and so, as the good person you were, you turn him on his back, forcing his legs apart, speeding up your pace. He kept whimpering, throat too dry to scream or moan anymore, he could feel you move inside him and watch you also. As his stomach was exposed to your eyes, you could perceive the movement of your cock, as the bulge was even more noticeable.

Stomach burning up as you felt close too, you kept edging yourself since earlier, and it was starting to get into your head. Muscles roll under the skin as you chase after your release, making Tartaglia cry, overstimulated. Thrusting harshly, repetitive movements turn into you railing him at an impressive speed. Head slamming back as his body trembled, the tension in his stomach too strong for him, at the same instant, your own stomach tightens, and you cum, shouting your load deep into him.

Euphoria flows through your veins, your head spinning as you feel Tartaglia twitches one last time around you. But instead of cumming all over himself, he pissed, unable to hold it in. He was still conscious enough to understand what was happening, blushing from embarrassment, still crying and mumbling your name over and over. His belly bulging from your load, some of it leaking out of his hole and onto the bed.

As you let go of his body, he falls into the bed, unconscious and limp, not having enough endurance. With a sigh, you decide to clean him up, changing into some of your clothes before tucking him into your bed, lying beside Tartaglia in silence, knowing he would leave before the sun goes up. For the second time of the night, you kissed him as he was asleep, or you thought so.

Unsurprisingly, when you woke up, you were alone in your room, seems like he left a while ago. After cleaning and changing the sheets, you dressed up, leaving the apartment to discover the Liyue Harbor by yourself. But when you opened the door, he was standing there, waiting for you. Cheeks reddening as he sees you, grabbing your forearm, dragging you away in silence. Unbeknown to you, a bright blue mark on the back of your neck lightened up whenever Tartaglia would touch you.

And from afar, a tall dark brown-haired man was glaring at the two of you. His eyes became luminescent as his tail and horns appeared. With a smirk, he goes back to work, thinking about how he could prepare your encounter and have your attention. Annoyed that the ginger was in the way.

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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

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To celebrate the ever-increasing number of beans that seem to be gathering here I thought I'd do a little something special to say thank you and show my appreciation. So I'm letting y'all take the reigns for a little while.

Choose three prompts from the list I've lovingly compiled below and an idol you enjoy, and I'll write something around it. I'm open to mxm/fxf/reader-insert so please stipulate which you want. If you choose mxm/fxf please specify the idols, if you choose reader-insert please specify gender and pronouns - otherwise I'll assume female gender and she/her pronouns.

CC's feel free to use this prompt list for your own juicy needs but pls give credit if you do. 🙏

Prompts:

"You want to kiss me so hard right now, don't you?"

"I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last person on earth."

"Bite me."

"Are you hard? Here?"

"You know how many times I've imagined your lips around me?"

"You make me crazy."

"Touch me. Anywhere."

"Sit on my lap and maybe you'll find out."

"That feels good..."

"Did I tell you to stop?"

"It's wrong. You know it's wrong."

"You make me so wet."

"I don't know. I think I just love him/her."

"Spread your legs, sweet thing."

"It hurts so good."

"This my first time..."

"Hold me closer."

"Make your mark on me. I want everyone to see."

"If I ask you to do something, will you think I'm weird?"

"You have no idea how long I've wanted this."

"Don't make me wait."

"Fuck, you're insane. I love it."

"Open your mouth for me."

"Can you do as you're told? Just this one time?"

"We're just friends. Obviously."

"His dick is huge. Like - too huge."

"I fuck him/her sometimes. Sometimes he/she fucks me. It's whatever."

"Shut your mouth before I stuff it full of cock."

"Just touch me already."

"You're not as hot as you think you are."

"Your fingers feel so good..."

"Kiss me like you mean it."

"Please, just let me come."

"Are you crying?"

"We might get caught. Does that turn you on?"

"I love you."

"I hate you."

"Scream my name when you come, baby."

"Don't look at me like that."

"You started it. Now I get to finish it."

"Touch yourself. Show me how you do it."

"Next person that walks through that door, I'm going to fuck."

"Do you trust me?"

"I bet I can make you come first."

"You look so pretty with my dick inside you, princess."

"Come here. Now."

"Put your tongue in my mouth."

"You belonged to me before I even made you mine."

"I'm so fucking obsessed with you."

"You're so fucking obsessed with me."

"Get on your knees."

"If you loved me, you wouldn't have done that."

"Fuck you."

"You're doing so well. Just a little more."

"Are those my panties?"

"He/she made me feel things you never could."

"Does he/she know what a desperate little cocksleeve you are?"

"Hold my hand."

"Can I kiss you? Like, on the lips?"

"You're so warm. Feels good."

"I'm going to come, like, instantly."

"Look at you, all flushed and pretty. Fuck, you're perfect."

"Bend over."

"Good morning, princess."

"And everyone said you were the innocent one."

"I bet he/she cries when he/she comes."

"It's a workout, but like, naked."

"Sit on my face."

"You think he/she moans as pretty as he/she sings?"

"I needed you. You weren't there."

"You look adorable like that."

"Is there a reason you're in my bed?"

"Can we touch you?"

"I'll talk you through it, baby. Take your time."

"Don't make me stop this car, because I promise you, you'll regret it."

"Beg for it."

"Your body is fucking unreal, baby."

"Can you prep me?"

"He/she was the best sex of my life, until you were."

"It's break-up sex. That's all."

"I know a way to release all that nasty tension."

"Really? Because your pussy is saying something different, sweetheart."

"I always imagined you'd taste like pineapple. Guess I was right."

"Friends don't rub their dicks on each other."

"It's not cheating if we don't get caught."

"You're an animal."

"Fuck, you're so tight."

"No strings, right?"

"I'm not thinking about anything other than the way you'd feel inside me, honestly."

"You make me want to die."

"Please, tuck it away. Spare my eyes."

"You can suck it, if you want."

"Use my thigh. You've been staring at it all night anyway."

"Louder."

"Harder."

"Let me repay you. Please?"

"He/she's everything I ever wanted, plus the extra crazy."

"There's no harm in touching it."

"Spit on it."

"Hurt me."

"Don't act like you haven't wanted to fuck me all this time."

"Tell me what you want."

"Can you take another one?"

"Your tongue feels so good on me, baby."

"How long have you felt like that?"

"Bite your lip one more time and we'll have a serious problem."

"Keep your voice down - there's still a party outside."

"Are you going to fuck me, or not?"

"You look so pretty all stretched out for me."

"Okay, bottom."

"If you think being in public is going to stop me, you're sorely mistaken, sweetheart."

"That's gross. And super fucking hot."

"Either I'm insane or you were just masturbating in our living room."

"Change the sheets, quickly."

"Spank me."

"Stay the night, please?"

"Choke me."

"Bonus points if you cry."

"When I wake up, you're still be here, right?"

"There's only one bed."

"You could, like, practice on me. If you want."

"Have you ever used handcuffs?"

"So I bought this new horror movie but turns out I can't watch it by myself."

"Don't stop. I like it."

"Is this okay?"

"We're crossing a line doing this."

"You taste like me."

"I know you think about me when you're alone."

"That wasn't my name you just cried when you came. So, who the fuck is he/she?"

"Never had you pegged as the kinky type, shit."

"Which do you prefer, fingers or mouth?"

"Wear jeans tomorrow - your knees will be bruised to fuck after this."

"You're being shy now? Really?"

"My collection of toys is vast. Want to see?"

"Good girl/boy... Just like that."

"This is our little secret, okay?"

"I can pay you back in bro-gasms."

"I've barely touched you and you're dripping already. Cute."

"You're gorgeous."

"Are you flirting with me right now?"

"How many times have you jerked off to me?"

"Bet you can't come without making a sound."

"You can fuck my tits, I guess."

"A little faster, princess. We don't have much time."

"I hate everything about you."

"I love everything about you."

"Are you awake?"

"I don't think he/she saw us. Now, get on your knees."

"You didn't mean it when you said you loved me, did you?"

"Stop clenching, baby. You're tight enough as it is, fuck."

"Stay still for me."

"Relax. Fuck me slow. Feels better that way."

"He/she's the best thing that ever happened to me."

"He/she's the worst thing that ever happened to me."

"You've ruined me for anyone else."

"I've been so horny all day."

"Maybe I touched myself to you in the bathroom. What are you going to do about it?"

"Don't speak with your mouth full, baby."

"You're so fucking hot when you're mad."

"I don't kink shame. Especially not when it's you."

"Stop teasing me."

"Round two?"

"If I stare hard enough at him maybe I'll just come."

"Talk over me one more time and I'll shut that pretty mouth for you."

"Don't come yet."

"Maybe we take this somewhere more private? I'm not averse to an audience but I doubt you'll want everyone to see how badly I'm about to blow your fucking back out."

"Is that my shirt?"

"He/she's a psycho, but the sex is unreal."

"Let me have all of you, sweetheart."

"Give in to me."

"You think I give a shit that other people want you? I'm the one that gets to have you."

"You can sit on my lap until I'm done working."

"You shouldn't be alone right now. I'm staying."

"Sit on my cock, princess. Need to feel you."

"I feel safe when you're here. I'm sorry."

"I missed you more than you'll ever know."

"Just hold me."

"Stay close."

"I really won't be able to stop once we start. Like, really."

"Fuck, I'm going to make you feel so good."

"Where do you want to be touched, kitten?"

"We're not like that, we just sometimes blow each other. That's all."

"Are you actively trying to piss me off or is that a by-product of your stupidity?"

"We're far too drunk for this."

"My come looks good on you."

"You better be naked when I get back."

"This is exactly what it looks like."

"You're not my first choice, but shit, you're the immediate one."

"Your parents will be back any minute."

"Choose me."

"You sound even prettier than I imagined you would."

"Wider, baby. You can do it."

"Mind if I join in?"

"Whatever you do, don't turn around."

"Do you like that?"

"I'll take care of you. Promise."

"Did you just call me bro? When my dick is in your mouth?"

"I've never wanted to fuck anyone this badly."

"It's always been easier to ask for forgiveness than permission."

"How did we end up here?"

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content warning : dom! gn! reader. 2nd person pov(“you”). punishments. impact play (spankings). dacryphilia.

KAZUHA's cheeks burn with embarrassment as the hot tears roll down the swell of his face. He's lost count of how many spankings he's earned, but it felt well into the hundreds. You coo in a sickeningly saccharine way, his legs twitching as you rub over the bright red welt on his ass cheek. "Poor baby, but this punishment is one you need, or else you'll never learn." All Kazuha can do is bite back his whimpers and nod at your words.

"T... Thank you for the punishment." He manages to get out between heavy breaths. "I'll b- be so good from now on, r... really!" Kazuha turns to look at you, eyelashes glistening with his tears, yet a somewhat blissed glaze over his eyes. "Thank you, thank you for teaching me b- better!"

"Kazuha..." There is woe in your sigh, although Kazuha can quickly discern that it's a mocking one. "Who said I was done? No need to thank me... yet." You raise your hand, and before Kazuha can process your words, you've landed another harsh smack to his ass, enjoying the sight of the flushed skin jiggle.

Kazuha let's out another deafening scream, his nails digging into your thighs. He can no longer hold back the loud sob, hiccups and screams of mercy escaping his bite-swollen lips. It stings, he can feel it in his bones now, as his legs kick straight out at yet another spank. "P- Please!" He cries out, blubbering at the pain, "Please! I- I- I've been good! I learned my lesson! I won't do it again! I won't!" Your hand stills, and you grab his chin and make him look at you.

"Kazuha, if you ever pull that shit you did earlier, I won't be as kind. Do you understand?" Kazuha nods frantically, promising over and over and over again. You look him over, and finally, you stop with his punishment. "So, what do you say now that I'm done?"

"T... Thank you for the spankings."

"Good boy, Kazuha." You press a kiss to the crown of his head. "Let me lay you on the bed and apply some ointment." Kazuha sniffles, nodding and allowing you to pick him up and lay him in his stomach on the bed, before going to get some cream to soothe the burning of his red cheeks.

+ comments & reblogs are always appreciated!

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death and rebirth

omg the tentacle fucking zhongli one 😳 imagine tentacles binding his arms together and other tentacles wrapped around his legs, spreading them wide apart so that you can have a good view. Having two thick tentacles fucking the deepest parts of him at sickening speeds while a smaller third tentacle rubbing against his prostate ruthlessly. Twos tentacles are jerking him off, one on his shaft and the other on his top, and the lube making it easier for them to move quickly. another tentacle is fondling with his sensitive balls and occasionally squeezing them. two other tentacles are toying with his nipples; flicking, pulling, sucking, and rubbing them so quickly that he could just cum from that alone. His moans would be so loud and lewd. The tentacles are continuously pulling out the lewdest sounds from his lips. His eyes are rolled to back of his head as he is being stimulated everywhere at such sickening speeds. And then having one thick tentacle fucking the back of his throat relentlessly, making him gag and moan, but that still isn’t enough to quiet down his loud moans. Making him cum over and over again till he doesn’t even know his own name. He can’t even protest because of the tentacle fucking his throat. Tears springing out of his eyes as his vision goes blurry from the pleasure. His voice straining even further as each moan escapes his sore and puffy lips. He’ll probably eventually pass out after the nth orgasm, but the tentacles won’t be stopping until you’re satisfied. And who knows when you’ll be satisfied, maybe till morning?

and if the tentacles can shoot cum up his ass? you know zhongli’s getting stuffed so much, it drips down his thighs and starts forming a puddle on the ground.

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tentacle sex has me going feral LMAO also this was not proofread cause I have an assignment due tomorrow and I’m trying to finish it up 🥲

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fucking his throat with tentacles 🤤🤤🤤 I wanna hear all the pretty gags and sobs he can make... when you're done his lips are all red and puffy, then you can tease him about how slutty he looks after getting his mouth fucked for so long! n when you're satisfied with fucking his hole, spread it apart so you can inspect all the cum inside of him. let it all drip out and take pics for memories' sake <3 so sorry zhongli but the titty tentacles ain't coming off tonight

good luck on your assignment!!! I'm supposed to be working today too but I had 0 energy so I just turned to tumblr instead 💀

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Human Technology

human!Mammon x m!demon!reader

smut; Mammon brings home a special toy he wants to show you from one of his shopping trips, sponsored by you.

sugar daddy reader, top!dom!reader, daddy kink, vibrating cock ring, overstimulation, mentions of multiple orgasms, anal

Mammon enters your flat with a bright grin on his face and flashy sunglasses over his eyes. His arms carry an arrangement of bags, each from a different brand in a different color.

"Daddy! I'm home!"

You turn your head to the entrance hall, beckoning the human to your lap. Mammon hums to himself while approaching you, quickly letting his bags drop, and puts his sunglasses on the table. One of the smaller bags stays in his hand before he finally finds his place on your lap, a pleasantly satisfied scent dripping off of him.

"How much did you spend, baby?"

Your core sin reflects in Mammon's eyes, shining bright as he reveals the 7k left in brand-name clothes and designer jewelry. Your hands find their place on his hips, squeezing encouragingly.

"So, tell me what that means, honey."

His bright demeanor switches, a familiar blush invading his cheeks and his still glowing eyes cast down, shy to tell you what you want to hear.

"It means I owe ya seven," Mammon says reluctantly, hiding his face in your neck as you inquire seven of what. "Seven orgasms, daddy."

You praise your shy human by patting his head with a low chuckle in your throat, grabbing his hair after to pull him away from your neck. Your eyes are devouring him already, and the shiver it evokes is cutely obvious.

"I actually- I got somethin', so it's easier to repay my debts," Mammon reveals, glancing at you through his lashes.

"Are you saying my cock isn't enough?"

Mammon quickly shakes his head, a flash of fear spiking through him at your tone.

"Just thought it'd be more fun like this, ya know?" his confidence is back after pulling a small package from the bag he put next to you.

"What's that?" you bluntly question while inspecting the "cock-ring" given to you by Mammon. You're not familiar with human technology, especially nothing in the erotic realm. As a demon, traditional skin-on-sin contact is best. But you're willing to make an exception for Mammon.

"I'll just show ya, 'kay??"

Mammon's excitement is bleeding off of him as he jumps up from your lap and starts undressing, and in the blink of an eye, his tongue cutely pokes the inside of his cheek as he stretches himself for you. You watch with starving eyes, the toy almost forgotten under the stunning visual of your human getting ready for your demon cock.

Mammon pulls his fingers out of himself, quickly stroking his dick a few times to get the also newly bought lube smeared over it. Almost theatrically, he gets the toy out of its box, twirls it between his fingers a few times, and finally slips it over his cock. His bright grin reaches your face, but you're not sure what to make of this thing wrapped around the human you own, and only you're allowed to touch there.

He suddenly hands you another smaller device, which glows in the same color as the thing around his dick. He mentions it as a remote and cheekily tempts you to press one of the buttons. You lean back into the couch's cushions before doing as he told you.

His sudden twitch and the strange buzzing make you jump a little before you finally figure out the toy's function. You sit back again, curiously watching Mammon's reactions to each of the settings on the remote. You settle onto a simple one, praising him for picking such a fun little thing.

You don't even have to give him the order to finally get your dick in his hole. Mammon does it all by himself, and you can't help but wonder what an obedient human you've pulled yourself in with him. His warmth nicely wraps around you, and you can't help but smirk at his adorable attempts at riding you.

The vibrations have his hips twitch constantly, making it close to impossible to keep a steady pace, and you find it more entertaining than the actual stimulation on your cock. You coo at him while reaching out, taking the cock ring to slide it along his shaft. Mammon courses shamelessly, his body quivering as he tries to stay stable on top of you. His nails dig deep into his own thighs, threatening to leave long-lasting bruises, which you can't wait to admire later, 

You enjoy watching his build-up to his first orgasm, a warmth spreading under your skin as white ropes of his semen stain your torso. You quickly switch to a different setting on your remote, barely letting the human come down from his orgasm.

"Make sure to count, baby boy," you remind playfully, grinning at Mammon's pathetic whine. 

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Opposites: violent yandere x quiet reader

Warning: slightly masochistic yandere, mentions of death (I apologize for this. I cut out a lot cause I feel it became too much in terms of sadism for some) Jack knew he shouldn’t harm people since it would upset you but he loved the look you have him when you scolded him for his wrong doings and how you’d make him pay for it. You never hurt him but you made sure he knew he not to do it again. Well you at least tried to. Too bad for you that he was a glutton for punishment. He thought of wearing jackets more often but loved when people questioned what remained on his body afterwards. The visible proof he belonged to you and you alone. Most people believed your personalities wouldn’t match due to your quietness. A person that kept to themself and an obnoxious airhead that liked to start stuff just couldn’t be good together. You two loved each other dearly and while Jack wouldn’t let his outburst affect your relationship in any way, he wasn’t afraid to kick someone’s ass for messing with you or do worse. A shiver would always run down his spine when he remembered the first time he let his anger take hold of him for too long. - “This is all your fault you know?” Jack crouches down, his eyes locked into a stare with ones permanently frozen in fear. “Y/n has been mine even before we started dating but you could never let them go now could you? It doesn’t matter now though.” A cruel smile forms on his lips as his voice becomes a harsh whisper. “I’ll make sure to hide your hands well so even in death you won’t be able to touch my angel.”

Jack felt a heavy weight lifted of his back once the bastard’s body was gone for good. He still hated him with every fiber of his being. The person he killed was a fellow student that was well liked by everyone but just couldn’t be happy with that. He just had to try and take what wasn’t his and so he paid the price for it. Anyone in their right mind would’ve see that Jack wasn’t in the wrong for what he had done. Jack thought that he got away with the deed. No one questioned him about the disappearance and the buzz soon died after a few weeks. He believed he’d get to live the rest of his life in peace with the one he loved and never look back. Until the day you walked into his living room, holding a bloody baseball bat. It was just going to be a normal date night when Jack asked you to get his jacket for him. His room wasn’t the cleanest and when you looked in his closet you found the old bat. He didn’t know what to do as you stood there, stoic. He was sure you put two and two together and his life would be ruined. He was more worried about never seeing your face again than actually going to jail. Taking slow steps towards you, Jack tried to think of the right words to say but nothing came out. The blank look on your face made his heart ache and he fell to his knees, hugging your waist as his face buried into your stomach. “Y/n please forgive me. I know what I did was wrong but I just had to do it. He wouldn’t leave you alone. I told him time after time that you were mine but he just didn’t want to listen. If you really want to turn me in then just bash my head in with that bat. Say it was self defense. I’d rather die in this exact spot than fall to prove my innocence and be taken from you.” Jack jumps a bit as the bat falls to the ground with a loud thud. His body tenses as you wrap your arms around in him a gentle embrace. “I know it’s hard for you to control your anger Jack.” You say in a soft tone as you look down at him. “Remember when we first met? You were mad at the world as usual. You’ve gotten better with it but deep down I know it’s hard to hold back so I’m not mad this time. That’s why I’ll go easy on you.” “E-easy?” “Jack…. You didn’t honestly think I’d forget about this so easily did you? I need to make sure you know not to do this again. One day you might slip up and get caught so why don’t I do something so that you’ll never do that again in the first place?” - No-one would have ever guess that you were the cause of the rope burns around his wrists or the odd bruises that would litter his skin at times. With a simple smile you’d deny having any part in those markings and that’d be the end of it. Not for Jack though. His face would go deep red every time you got away with it and gave him a glance out the corner of your eye with that smile on your face. He just couldn’t understand how you could be so cute yet so cruel at times.

One afternoon Jack was hang out with a friend when you came out or nowhere and nearly scared the daylights out of him. “I’m terribly sorry.” You tell his friend as you grab Jack by the arm. “I need to talk with him for a few minutes but you can have him back soon.” The friend nods, knowing how Jack got when anyone got in the way of your relationship. He shuttered involuntarily as a memory of what happened to the last person came to mind. You thank him before leading Jack off and he felt both nervous and excited because of your tight grip. “Hey Jack? Did you know there’s another person missing from town? Their face was a bit familiar. I believe we ran into them a few days ago and I remember that you didn’t like their tone when speaking to me.” Jack swallows hard and tries to think of what to do. He knew that lying to you would only make things worse for him but he secretly wanted that. “W-well I didn’t have anything to do with their disappearance. All my time has been focused on you my precious doll. Trust me when I say I haven’t even been by that old park in years.” You grin as you place your hand on his cheek. His heart beat quickens at your touch and as you lean in to whisper something in his ear. “How did you know they were last seen at the park then?” “….. Shit”

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minors dni !! … new blog new post ❤️

sub scara + gn reader. subspace, cock ring, orgasm denial, light spanking, anal penetration, aftercare

“want it? so bad?” scaramouche nods, half-lost in a sugar haze with his tongue swiping across the back of his teeth. “that’s cute,” you say, finger tracing the ring around him. “behave properly, then.”

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im just giving ur strappy-strap a little sucky-suck chill tf out bro

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