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Werewolf! Uzui Tengen x Bunny! AFAB! Reader

Happy Birthday, Tengen!

Tags: predator/prey, hybrids, monsterfucking (?), cervix fucking, knotting, sub reader, breeding, dub-con Word count: 1k

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AN: Originally part of my kinktober but what other way to go out of October than with a Bang? (A flashy one, because Tengen)

“You’re in trouble now.”

He had you pinned against the mossy floor, your thrashing around did hardly anything at all against his bigger and stronger frame. “Let me go-” Tengen had been chasing you through the forest for half the night already, and you were so tired.

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

Your ears twitched atop your head, trying to escape the way he nuzzled against them. “So what?”

“Do you also think of me when you touch yourself?”

“Sorry- what?” Blood rushed to your face, the question seeming out of blue… but also spot on. You did think of Tengen while touching yourself, you were thinking of his burly arms, strong thighs, his teasing voice, his everything when you tried to satisfy yourself with your small hands, never quite reaching where you needed.

The burn between your legs was especially prominent today, as your heat was quickly approaching. You hoped he wouldn’t notice.

He sniffed at your neck, making you cover your face to hide your blush.

“Don’t cover your face, I want to see you.”

The squawk that left you was downright embarrassing when his large hands engulfed your wrists to pull them away.

"Aw, you’re so adorable when you blush like that,” he cooed at you, his lips tickling your ear.

Irritation and desire coursed through your veins, and you blurted out, “If I’m so adorable, then adore me.”

Tengen’s eyes darkened with lust, and he licked his lips. “No need to tell me twice.”

One of his hands kept you pinned down, the other reached to the shorts you wore, tugging them off roughly. Switching hands, he unbuttoned your shirt, and his claw sliced open your bra despite your protests.

His hand delved down between your legs as suddenly as he had pinned you before.

A hum left him. “You’re so wet already, did you enjoy the chase so much?”

"No," your voice wobbled when he dragged a finger through your slit, judging the level of lubrication you produced.

Tengen scoffed, "Well-" He stopped, his finger stopped, and he inhaled deeply. “Are you in heat?” he chuckled. “Oh my, I can’t believe I didn’t notice before. You reek of it.”

You hid your embarrassed face in your hands, though he could not see it anyway.

“Your scent might just send me into a rut.”

The threat sent shivers down your spine. Before you knew it, he was getting off of your back, the lack of warmth sending shivers down your spine. He grabbed you, manhandling you into a very shameful position - you were on display for anyone to see, with his forearms supporting your thighs and your back to his chest, hanging in the air.

"H-hey, let me dow-ANH~"

He sank you down onto the tip of his thick cock - when had he taken it out? - making your pussy flutter around it already, though it just slipped through the first ring of muscle. Your moan echoed in the forest.

"You like this, little bunny?" he asked, breathless, as he lowered you slowly. "It's called full Nelson, and no one can fuck you like this but me." The last word was punctuated by a thrust upwards, making you take all of him, the tip kissing the entrance to your womb harshly. “Isn’t that right, bunny?”

Your head fell forward as pleasure shook you to the core, each snap of his hips up into you making you burn for more, more, more!

And then you saw it - the picture of his cock slipping into you as the pace picked up in speed and roughness, a small bulge appearing in your stomach. The sight would have made you sick had you been in your right mind, but the heat spreading through you only made you whine and clench around him tightly.

“You - ugh - feel so good~” Tengen groaned, using you like a fleshlight, like a toy just for him to use. "Bet - fuck - bet I can make you full - full of my pups with the first - hah - load I give you-"

His words damn near scrambled your heat-addled brain. "Yes, yes, yes!" Each slam of his hips, each time he bottomed out in your pussy, kissing your cervix with his tip, a wave of ecstasy tangled a tightening cord in your belly more and more, your walls snug against his length.

“You’re so easy to please, aren't you, bunny?” he mocked you, yet his breathless gasps into your ears told you how much he was enjoying this too. "Do you want my knot, huh? Do you deserve it?" His voice gained a rough quality, as if he was holding himself back by a thread.

You whined when he slowed down slightly, the lewd wet sounds of your pussy taking him so loud in the quiet forest. "Yes, please! I want it! I need it! Please, please- pleasepleaseplease!"

Tengen chuckled, "Now that's what I wanted to hear. You beg for it like a good little slut, don't you? You wanted to be bred and knotted by me from the start, didn't you?"

He sped up again, fucking every thought out of your brain, your ears flopping up and down with his movements as you went nearly boneless in his arms.

"Well, let me give you what you need then-" he cussed, one of his hands reaching for your clit to circle at it, hurling you towards your orgasm quicker than you thought possible. "- my mate," he growled out.

Pleasure burst from your belly outwards, blinding you and making your ears ring as they stood at attention for but a moment, before sharp teeth sunk into one of them, the pain only heightening your ecstasy.

Something thick popped inside your pussy, locking inside and plugging you up before warmth spread there, searing hot cum flooding you as Tengen howled, your ear still in his teeth.

You trembled in his arms, pussy still milking him, muscles doing their best to assure you were filled with every last drop of him. He let go of your ear and licked at the puncture, the tang of blood - his mate's blood - delicious on his tongue.

"Mine, aren't you? My prey… my own… my mate…" Tengen kissed the crown of your head tenderly, as if he hadn't fucked your soul out of your body. “Let’s get you home, my love.”

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Pick Up Line — Hobie x Reader

Notes: I wrote this before going to sleep 🫡 it is not proofread (I might do that tomorrow) writing this was so much fun, I only knew what I wanted to write in the beginning, and then I just let everything unfold on it’s own. I didn’t have a title for this until I finished it. I hope you like it!!

Man I have so many requests I’m sorry for posting one thing and then disappearing for months 😭 anyways, here’s the fic:

What About Hobie Dragging The Reader To Their Apartment After A Party And They're Babbling And Drunkenly

“No! Put me down! I have a boyfriend!” You groaned with a breathless sigh, feeling the heaviness of the booze weighting down on your body, most of all your mind.

Hobie chuckled as he carried you back to your apartment after one of those self destructive parties the darker alternative scene liked to throw every now and then.

“Oh, you do?” He chuckled with a cheeky tone as you hummed.

“Uh-huh. I do, and he’s the most handsomest, coolest motherfucker…” You replied and let your head fall onto his shoulder as he was carrying you as if you weighted nothing on his arms, with an arm holding your back and on the other your legs. “He’d kick your ass,”

“Oh, would he?” Hobie teased, raising an eyebrow, thinking it was insanely adorable how even on your state you talked so highly and proudly of him in your own way.

“Yup, certified badass shit,” You groaned. “I love him,”

He let out a deep chuckle as he gazed at you and turned on the corner, spotting your flat building a couple of blocks down.

“I’m pretty sure I could kick his ass,” Hobie said, trying to see how you’d react.

“In your dreams,” You sighed deeply.

As he approached your flat building and got inside, in your drunken state probably it would be best to avoid using his Spider-Man skills. You’d either puke, or start yelling that he’s Spider-Man and he wouldn’t risk it. On the bright side, you lived on the third floor.

As he stopped by your door, he gazed at you. “Can hold yourself up for a couple of seconds while I open the door, darlin’?” He asked you, as you giggled.

“Darlin’…” You giggled as you nodded and tried hopping off his arms as he let you down, and you leaned against the wall.

As you patted the pockets of your jacket, you found your keys and took them out as he gently took them off your hands and unlocked your apartment.

In your drunken haze, you started at him with a soft smile, taking in the details. The door squeaking open went unnoticed, your mind was too taken away by Hobie.

“Hey there handsome,” You sighed and closed your eyes. “What are you doing in my apartment?”

“You’re never gonna believe this,” He chucked as he gently grabbed your hand and pulled you in with him. “But I basically live here as well,” he chuckled.

It was partially true. He had his sailboat docked not far from there, but your apartment was wider, and every excuse to spend time with you, he’d take it right away. At this point he spent more nights crashing at your apartment than staying in his sailboat.

“God! What a small world!” You whispered as you let him guide you to your room.

“Isnt it?” He chuckled and as you got to your room, you let yourself collapse on the bed.

“Do you have a phone number I can borrow?” You asked with a cheeky tone, as Hobie chuckled and gazed at you as he looked in your wardrobe for your pyjamas.

Something in his chest squeezing with a sweet nostalgic feeling. It had been the exact same awful pick up line you’d used on him when you’d met him a couple of years ago. The rest was history, and now you were drunk in your apartment with your boyfriend taking care of you.

“What about your badass boyfriend?” He teased as he grabbed your pajama pants and sat on the edge of the bed and helped you take off your shoes.

“God, he’s so badass…I love him,” You sighed sleepily as you closed your eyes, as you slowly came to the realisation that he was taking off your shoes. “What are you doing? Buy me some coffee first,” you giggled with a soft snort.

“It’s too late to find a coffee shop open at this time, luv,” He chuckled and then took off your belt and undid your trousers.

At this point you were more asleep than awake and you let him take your pants off as you kept whining with playful banter. Both hitting on him and telling him about your badass boyfriend. As he managed to get you to put on your pyjama pants and remove everything last bit of uncomfortable accessories or clothes, he helped you get under the bedsheets.

He grabbed some water, aspirins and left them ready on the nightstand besides the bed, knowing the killer hangover you’d be having tomorrow. He then took off his boots, his vest, accessories and got on the bed with you in just his boxers and his t-shirt. By the time he did you were already lost in some dreamland and he simply snugged besides you and wrapped an arm around you before joining you in a deep sleep.

The next morning, he woke up to the sounds of your painful groaning and your husky voice saying:

“I’m never drinking that much ever again…I’m never drinking again, period…”

He opened his eyes, blinking several times before he finally processed your words He chuckled. “You always say that, luv…” He sighed and stared at you.

“Leave me alone…” You whined with a playful voice as you gulped down the water and the aspirins before collapsing on the bed again. “The last thing I remember is Karl and his boyfriend convincing me to do shots with them…”

“That was your mistake, you should know by this point those guys can drink their weight in booze,” He teased.

“I didn’t do anything stupid, did I?”

“You were about to let Mattea dye your hair in the bathroom in the middle of the party,” He explained, “and then ran off to the closest convenience store to try and buy bleach and hair dye…”

“Ah, fuck,”

“That’s when I thought maybe it was time to take you to bed,” He laughed softly. “So I brought you back,”

“Thanks, baby…” You whispered with a sheepish voice and kissed his skinny shoulder.

“You bragged to me the entire time about your boyfriend, by the way,” He teased.

“What?” You asked confused.

“And the proceeds to flirt with me and ask for my number…”

“Bullshit,” You groaned as you blushed softly, starting to remember some things about him carrying you back.

“You pulled out the same terrible pickup line you used the first time we met,” He giggled and looked at you from the corner of his eye.

“Oh my god…” You gasped, burying your face against the pillow in embarrassment. And after a brief silence you said: “did it work, though?” Your questions make Hobie laugh softly as he rolled to his side and looked at you, running his long slender fingers up your spine over the short.

“I’m here, am I not?” He replied with a soft velvet whisper.

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rubberducki20

5 months ago

✨️Tummy✨️

what's the point of huge thick thighs and a big ass if she doesn't even have fucking tummy you people make me sick

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rubberducki20

1 month ago

him kissing the soft spot between your neck and shoulders as he's buried deep in you, murmuring how much he loves you and that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you

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rubberducki20

1 month ago

Hell yea