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Pyramid Head! Ghost

Warnings: 18+, Smut, Dubious Consent, Stomach Bulging, Unprotected Sex, Creampie, Breeding Kink, Size Difference, Size Kink, Manhandling, Kidnapping, Punishment, Possessive! Ghost, Dark! Ghost, Implied Female Reader, Profanity, No Pronouns used for Reader except ‘You’.

Pyramid Head! Ghost finds you wandering around Silent Hill, desperately searching for an exit. 

You’re the first proper, living thing he’s come across in a long time, so he decides to take you for himself.

Pyramid Head! Ghost plucks you from where you stand and throws you over his shoulder like a rag doll.

You don’t fight him, unsure of his intentions with you. He didn’t attack you on sight like all the other monsters did, but when you hear the way he growls at you, feel the way he grips you with his thick fingers pressing between your legs, you’re certain they aren’t pure.

Pyramid Head! Ghost keeps you in a building he knows to be clear of monsters, but that doesn’t mean you’re safe. On the contrary, when you realise what he intends to do with you, you wish you were still outside fighting for your life.

Pyramid Head! Ghost has a nigh-insatiable sex drive – something you discover when he comes to you, lumbering with the weight of his erect cock and engorged ballsack, and takes you in his hand like the doll you are.

Pyramid Head! Ghost uses you as his own cum rag, abusing your body by furiously rubbing you along the length of his shaft until you’re slick and coated in pre, shortly followed by thick ropes of semen that stain your clothes and leave you wet in places you’d rather not think about.

He likes to think of it as marking his territory. Of letting all the other monsters know that you’re his.

Pyramid Head! Ghost has, of course, attempted to use you as a fuck doll, too, though he’s only ever managed to force little more than his bulbous, leaking tip inside you, both you and your body crying out for him to stop when you feel him filling you, telling him you can’t take any more. And he’d have ignored your pleas were it not for the fact he can actually see himself bulging within you, your body choking around him as you sob and beg for him to pull out.

Despite how barbaric he is, Pyramid Head! Ghost doesn’t intend on breaking you. Not just yet, anyway.

You’re no use to him dead, so he leaves you intact for now, instead lodging what little of himself your body can take and stroking his length until he cums, hard and deep, inside you.

His load is hot – uncomfortably so – and so unimaginably heavy that it leaves you limping and leaking for days afterwards.

Pyramid Head! Ghost never lets you wear pants or underwear when he’s done with you. He enjoys the sight of his seed leaking out of you and the bump in your stomach too much.

Pyramid Head! Ghost especially enjoys making you lay before him and spreading your legs so he can see you dripping, a puddle forming between your legs. He’ll push down on your bump, too, feeling his cock twitch when you yelp, his cum squirting out of you and leaving a spray of white translucence across the floor.

You weren’t his first outlet in Silent Hill, but you are his favourite. Hence, he never lets you take a break, using you almost daily to satiate the throbbing between his legs, the primal urge to breed.

More often than not, after making thorough use of you, Ghost has caught you holding your swollen stomach, your skin tender and stretched, as you moan in discomfort.

Pyramid Head! Ghost wonders, briefly, what it would be like to give you one permanently. To embed within you his offspring – something aside from you that he can call his own in this barren wasteland.

The idea becomes something of a fantasy for Pyramid Head! Ghost, and, when you’re secured inside your makeshift home with no hope of escape, he goes out and finds baby clothes, bringing them back to you as if to show them off. To make his intentions with you clear.

The only way you’re avoiding this fate is if you’re incapable of bearing children. Otherwise, Pyramid Head! Ghost absolutely rawdogs you until the viscous ropes of semen he’s pumped into you takes, leaving you weeping and sweaty and his from the inside.

He picks you up and literally holds you upside down afterwards, leaving no way for you to escape your destiny with him whilst doing everything in his power to ensure your pregnancy.

You can feel his semen gushing out of you even then, trickling from between your legs up your abdomen, your chest. Milk tears when they reach your face.

Pyramid Head! Ghost does nothing less than coo over you once you begin to show, not letting you walk anywhere, bringing you maternity clothes, destroying any and all monsters that dare to come near you.

He holds you against his chest, too, letting you use him as your bed on cold nights, and cradles you in his arms. Stares with what could be adoration down at your swelling tummy.

He can’t deny how his chest tightens when he hears you sobbing, though, the sheer weight and size of his child inside you causing you nothing but pain as Pyramid Head! Ghost uses you as his incubator. He hadn’t accounted for the fact that perhaps your fragile human body would struggle bearing the offspring of something as massive as himself.

Pyramid Head! Ghost does what he can to alleviate the pain, oftentimes with him letting you ride his shaft until you’re satisfied or groping the area between your legs until you cum, your orgasm a momentary distraction from your eternity with him.

Pyramid Head! Ghost will never let you go. Especially once you’re with his child. And he can’t imagine just stopping at one, either.

Pyramid Head! Ghost won’t stop until this town is rebuilt in the image of your family – everything he could never have when he was alive.

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⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ALHAITHAM

alhaitham doesn't think he'll ever know a prettier sight than when you're down on your knees, looking up at him with those bambi eyes that never fail to get his cock twitching in his pants. he doesn't think he'll ever know a prettier sight than when he paints your face with his seed, rubbing it into your lips with the his thumb until they’re coated with a glossy sheen. and he most definitely doesn’t think he’ll ever know a prettier sight than when your lips are wrapped around his fingers, whimpering sweetly at his taste.

“oh, fuck, good girl— keep strokin' my cock like that,” alhaitham's fists have his armrests in a vice grip, earpiece laying long forgotten on the office desk and head thrown back as he feels your lips sucking at the tip of his cock.

a groan pushes past him when your hand squeezes tighter around his girth, pumping up and down his length tantalizingly slowly— but with just the right amount of force that you know will dot his vision with white spots when he cums.

your tongue replaces your lips as you lick up his slit, free hand fondling his balls. it’s enough to push him over the edge and send the coil in his stomach unravelling, his trembling thighs being an easy indicator of it.

“cumming… cumming—” thick ribbons of his milk gush all over your face, coating your skin and lips as he watches his cock jump through tired, lidded eyes. he doesn’t take a moment to catch his breath— impatient as ever when he's with you— and cards his fingers down through your hair to tenderly grip your chin, tilting your face up to better examine his work of art, “such a smart girl, a pretty girl... hah— wonder what the sages would say if they saw you like this.”

pride swells in his chest when he runs his thumb over your bottom lip, spreading his cum over the supple skin there. before he can pull back, your fingers find his wrist, clasping it as you open your mouth to encircle his digit with your tongue. the sloppy sound of you sucking on it and the gentle vibrations of you humming at the musky scent and the sharp taste of his release coax an expletive from him.

alhaitham can’t help the way his cock twitches back to life at the sight in front of him, remnant drops of cum spilling from his slit onto your bare chest.

“you really know how to take it out on me, huh?”

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ CHILDE

what childe loves the most about you is your smile. a smile so bright and beautiful— it nearly left him blind the first time he caught sight of it. he fell fast and hard; and he vowed to protect it, to make sure not one teardrop spilled over your bottom lash. what childe loves the most about you is your smile— but he thinks the way you’re shedding tears whenever you’re underneath him and begging for his cum is enough to rival that.

“please… please, ajax…” your calves quiver atop your lover's broad shoulders when he bottoms out again, balls heavy against the curve of your ass, and his cock twitching against the velvety warmth of your walls. he has you folded nearly in half— thrusts deep, slow, and calculated as he peers down at your strained expression through the strands of ginger hanging in front of his face.

“please, what? use your words, sweetheart.”

tears gush out over your lash line and dribble down your cheeks, “please, cum inside, wan’ it s’bad— please, please, please,” your chest rises and falls unsteadily as you sob out, fingers threading through mussed hair as they search for purchase in his roots.

a guttural groan escapes the confines of his throat when he hears the crack in your voice and notices the tears staining your skin.

he’s broken you.

oh, he thinks you look so sweet like this— panting and whining; so greedy with the way you’re begging for his hot milk— it has blood flooding down to his cock like never before, “y’want my cum? y’wanna make me a daddy?”

you hiccup, a tremor working its way through your limbs at his words, “uh huh—oh, fuck—!” and then he begins to pound into you without warning, knocking the air out of your lungs as the tip of his dick abuses your cervix with the sole intent of flooding your womb full of his seed.

“fuck— gonna cum so deep inside, gonna make you a mommy— gonna make you the prettiest fuckin’ mommy—shit,” he leans down to swallow your cries, lips sloppily brushing over yours as your hot breath fans his face, “c-cumming—” he’s whispering against the shell of your ear as he shushes your pleasured wails, your fluttering walls milking him for all he’s worth when he spills inside you.

yeah, he’s definitely knocked you up.

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ THOMA

thoma would spend the rest of eternity with his face in between your legs if he could. he’s not ashamed to say he’s addicted to your taste— he loves the way it spreads over his tongue as a thin sheet of syrupy sweetness, he loves your pretty cries, but what he loves most is to hear you praise him. your pleasure is his pleasure— and he can’t help the way he cums untouched whenever you spill all over his chin and whine out how good he is, how perfect he is for you.

“thoma, thoma— f-fuck, right there…” you peer down at your lover through hooded lids, feeling your pulsating nub swell with blood under the suckling of his lips, the fire in the pit of your stomach only growing brighter with the continuous quirk of his index and middle finger against that precious bundle of nerves that lie deep within your walls.

his free hand trails over the love bites he left on the insides of your thighs from earlier on in the night, emerald eyes flicking across your heaving frame to drink in your expression.

you look so pretty from this angle— thoma swears he sees a halo hanging over your head.

bottom lip trapped in your top two teeth, head leaning back against the headboard, restless fingers bunching up the cotton by your sides as your cunny clenches around the two digits inside you— the sight's enough to leave his head spinning.

and the sounds you’re making— god, he doesn’t think he’ll be able to hold out much longer. soft mewls of his name and breathless chants of, “please, please, please,” engulf his senses along with the taste of your sweet nectar coating his tongue.

“doin’ s’good, thoma— fuck, you’re so perfect; love you, i love you so much...”

your praise travels straight to his cock, and it has his hips jerking down against the bed, “fuck— p-puppy, gonna cum,” and then he’s moaning into your cunt, the vibrations sending a sharp wave of pleasure through your nerves as you both cum together, your juices coating the bottom half of his face and his seed seeping through the thin fabric of his boxers to wet the bed.

he rides out his high by grinding down into the mattress, his grip on your thighs getting tighter when he feels the sweet stickiness of your essence against his chin.

but this isn’t enough— he needs to taste more of you, needs to have you writhing underneath him, needs to hear you begging for him to stop.

he’s insatiable.

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