"In this world,hope is such a fragile thing Wouldn't it be better if we just become hopeless ?The risk of pain is lesser after all. That's why I exist,the witch who feeds on hope"
yandere!toji was never worried about getting cheated on in his past relationships. the women before you were too concentrated on trying to make sure their relationship lasts but it never does. the longest time he sticked to one girlfriend was only a month. he got tired of her nagging, he left her for another chick he just met. constantly changing his partners, he's always the one who breaks up with them and uses cheating to speed up the process.
now, when it comes to you, he's the one who had to make sure you don't leave him. breaking up with you has never crossed his mind when you became his. the thing is, you were never serious about this relationship. it was supposed to be just a one night stand but yandere!toji has been persistent in following you around while claiming, you're both each other's now.
you don't know how he convinced you to agree but you did. it's been only two weeks since then and you're back going to parties with your friends. being the hypocrite he is, it scared him you might hook up with someone else. he runs his bike to whichever club you're in to pick you up. once you're in his apartment, you'd argue until it ends up in a rough sex in his bed.
the next morning you're gone, he's out looking for you again. you don't even pick up his calls or answer his messages, it pisses him off. half the day has gone by until he finds you smoking cigarette outside a cafe. he takes the cigarette and steps on it before pulling you in a tight embrace. "don't leave me like that." you could only sigh and pat his back.
the next morning, you weren't able to escape him. he woke up before you, cooking breakfast like a housewife. he made sure you're unable to leave. when asked where your phone is, he'd say he doesn't know. "you can't just lock me in here. i have my own life to live!" he rolls his eyes.
"yeah, right. your life at the parties? you're just going to cheat on me."
"wha— what the fuck are you talking about?!" he doesn't answer you. he'd just watch whatever's on the tv while you argue with a wall.
With your latest fic, thinking about the other way around. Eldritch Malleus MC seeing 3 kids, a regular Malleus, and living on a beach - confused as all hell. " I thought you couldn't get me pregnant." " We went over this when it happened." " ?????" " ...?"
" They don't have blackness dripping from them?" - poking at one child.
One son: " Mom said she expected you to pee yourself again." " SHE DID NOT."
When seeing if things are the same just being like " When you had tentacles this was far more fun." and Siren! Malleus just like " Did you hit your head? I've only ever had a tail and fins, perhaps the jaw and teeth if we are to count that as well."
" What weird world shape did you take for this? It feels more real than normal." " My Pearl, my love, my ever so stranger acting wife; did you happen to hit your head on something recently?"
Meanwhile Siren Malleus MC poking at the old kingdom's tentacles as they hiss every now and again at her. " So do these things talk or what's going on?" " Sometimes, though mayhaps they're skeptical of this you." " Skeptical of me? What did I do?" " You keep leaving after proclaiming your love. Forgive them if they are a bit weary of you." " And she... she keeps coming back?" " Yes."
Mumbling, " I mean your dick is better here after all-"
So, if the Malleus' got switched instead of the Y/Ns? Okie!
I know the children are going to be scared of eldritch Malleus. Poor guy 💔 That's until they realize he's kind of a pushover and then it's just poor guy x2. He's gonna have to learn how to put his foot down whenever MC isn't around instead of just relying on his scary looks. What life lesson does he learn?
Parenting is hard. I miss my Y/N....
He adores their squishy faces and warm weights when they would lay on him during an afternoon nap or want to be told a scary story (he considers them just anecdotes from his daily, eternal life 💀). They're so cute that it hurts him each time he's reminded that they're not his own, and that you're not his Y/N. The way that you all jump when you see him down a dark hallway before turning on the light and recognizing him as "dad, but not dad aka dad #2".
But in the end, he would rather go back home to his Y/N since he knows they want their actual timeline correct daddy back. Also, you're harsh💔(he's actually glad you're tougher on the kids than him because he would actually pass away if he had to be as strict as you). One little "please, daddy..." and he's melting and giving them anything 😭
Eldritch Malleus and his Y/N are hedonistic because they have no responsibilities and are basically immortal beings now who's only goals in life are to have fun until even that becomes boring (it won't). Siren Malleus and his Y/N are more down-to-earth since they reside on well, Earth.
All of Eldritch Malleus' people are dead, he has only Y/N in his life. However, Siren Malleus knows he's essentially a god and takes his role seriously, moreso at first, which is why he caused the Great Catastrophe mentioned in the first chapter which I just realized I never explained... I could explain it if asked, sort of thought of making a whole chapter on it, but Y/N probably wouldn't be in it, for obvious reasons Anyways, Y/N and Siren Malleus "care" for the townspeople in their own ways. Y/N enjoys their presence and Malleus sees them as his followers. They also have another responsibility that the Eldritch AU couple doesn't that you mentioned: their children.
The Eldritch AU couple is all alone, they barely even see other people in the other dimensions, and when they do it's usually that once in a century lost and confused soul. Malleus would tell Y/N to stay put, she'll happily agree, he'll drop the person off to the door to their dimension, and he'll come back and they'll make love. It's a rinse and repeat type of cycle. They kind of have nothing going on besides like running into monsters sometimes. Adventurers for life! I can't lie it sounds kind of fun to travel through new worlds forever with Eldritch Malleus and then just fuck 💀
After writing all of this, it hit me that you meant what if the four of them met and had to live together in the Siren AU.
They live together and the Siren AU couple do not let them parent their children unless necessary. They simply don't trust them because... Years of no socializing and just being pleasure chasers makes them very odd people, ignoring the black gunk and tentacles ofc. They're only left with the children in severe situations and it always ends up with them coming home to extremely hyper children in a messy home or children tied with tentacles and dangling in the air.
"They wanted sweets."
"You're never supposed to give them that many!"
"They wouldn't stop fighting."
"Okay, can you put them down now though..."
Ts is reminding me of this😭
They'll eventually get kicked out because they can't keep their hands off of each other and start getting a little jittery because of your house rules. Siren Malleus could give them one of his hidden caves to live in near the shore, but with his wealth, he would probably just lease a nearby abandoned home for them and let them live there. However, then they run the risk of some poor old person accidentally seeing Eldritch Malleus through a window and getting a stroke. Your home is the furthest away from the rest of the town, and the closest to shore, so it gave them some luxury to move about freely without being spotted and recognized. From far away, and in the dark, most people would just assume it's the Siren AU couple trying on some funky costumes and being weirder than usual. Touchier...
"I kind of don't want them living in a cave though..."
"Do you think they can be trusted to stay indoors, and to not damage our reputations if they slip outside?"
"You make a very good point..."
"The tunnel systems in the caves go on for miles."
"So, it'll keep them busy?"
"Hopefully..."
Either way, it's just a matter of time until the Mallei find a way to send the Eldritch couple back to their universe or they magically just disappear one day and everything is back to normal.
I just know they're going to trash talk about the other couple behind their back (Siren couple more than Eldritch couple 😭).
"She was so serious. She kind of scared me..."
"I am glad that you are nothing like her, my love."
"Malleus..."
"I know..."
"And I thought you had a high sex drive..."
"Is that a challeng- oof!"
With the project to create the perfect S-cell clones failing, a new project is enacted in order to make the next super-SOLDIER. One that involves you and Sephiroth.
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❀ ˚₊· ➳❥ warnings - smut, sane!/pre-Nibelheim Sephiroth, female reader, porn with (light) plot, everything is consensual, forced mating/breeding, sex pollen-esque drug, virgin! Sephiroth, oral sex (fem receiving), thigh fucking, penetrative sex, creampie, various positions, love confessions, implied curvy reader
He won’t look you in the eyes.
In fact, he can barely look at you at all.
In the neat, sterile room, Sephiroth stares intensely at the floor, unmoving, silently. Other than a polite “hello” when you’d entered the room, he hasn’t said a word to you. And based off of his body language, you can only assume guilt is what keeps him from doing anything.
You know why, of course. And you can’t blame him— but you agreed to this. So you can only hope he isn't putting himself at fault.
The science department, mainly Hojo that is, recently got approval for a new experiment. A continuation of some project you didn’t know the details or even the name of, aside from the fact that it now involved you and Sephiroth.
They wanted an heir, essentially.
Sephiroth was their best SOLDIER, undoubtedly. And so they wanted to ensure that they could continue this lineage of super-soldiers, directly from the best one, since it seemed the others wouldn’t be able to match his skill. This meant that Sephiroth had to reproduce with someone.
And that someone was going to be you.
You still weren’t entirely certain of the ordeal, but you’d already signed the papers. They’d sought you out based on Sephiroth’s preferences, and made it clear that you’d be set for life if you accepted and the process was a success. The only catch was that you’d need to work closely with the research and development department so they could monitor the child’s milestones and whatnot, and then said child would need to join SOLDIER when they were of age. And with your hopeless situation, barely surviving in Midgar and your office job at Shinra taking you nowhere but an early grave, you accepted.
You wondered if you’d be put into an arranged marriage with Sephiroth, should you successfully become pregnant. You almost wouldn’t mind it; he seemed like your type, and though you’d only seen the SOLDIER during random encounters throughout the Shinra building, you’d only had positive experiences with him. You just wondered if he’d be willing to go through with it.
Still, despite your initial agreement, you had an awful feeling things weren’t going to go as simple as they were presented. But you had no choice, really.
So now here you are, standing in the room you’re meant to… mate with him in. But with Sephiroth’s unwillingness to move, you’re starting to think that this isn’t going to go anywhere.
“You don’t need to feel bad for me,” you say, without thinking.
Sephiroth finally looks up, a thin silver eyebrow quirking upwards.
“I agreed to this. So… let’s just get on with it.”
“I’m afraid I don’t…” he mumbled, trailing off. He was very nervous, if the tone of his voice was any indication, “I don’t… have experience in doing these sort of things.”
“Oh,” you blink, pursing your lips. “Well, I can.. try to help,” you shrug. You’re not really sure if you can.
He still won’t meet your eye.
“Listen I’m not.. the best with this either, but you have to work with me.”
“It’s difficult.”
Maybe you should start being blunt. If he can’t be more forward, you’ll have to try doing so. Even if you struggle to find confidence.
“Umm, well… Are you hard?”
“Excuse me?” He snaps, finally looking at you.
His face is red with blush.
“I’m sorry for being blunt, but you need to be hard in order to…” you sigh. “Is there anything you want me to do? That would help?”
“I don’t know,” he mutters. “I don’t know what I like…”
But the way his eyes dart to your breasts tells you otherwise.
Based on that and the way he’s blushing, you figure they weren’t lying about choosing you based on his preferences. You must’ve been his type, somehow. That knowledge gave you a slight boost in confidence. But certainly not enough to start stripping or flirting.
“Okay, well, I can… maybe show you various things, and we can see what works?”
He doesn’t reply, instead looking back to the floor.
“Do you two need assistance in beginning the process?” A feminine voice suddenly speaks over an intercom.
You’d nearly forgotten that you were being monitored. Not directly watched, but they were certainly listening in.
“Uhh, maybe?” you meekly reply.
“An assistant will be in shortly, then,” she replies, voice even and almost emotionless. Do they even view you as people? Likely not.
Not even ten seconds go by, and a lab assistant walks in with two syringes.
“A substance to help… move things along,” she mutters, first injecting you, then Sephiroth once he removes his arm from his leather coat’s sleeve.
And without another word, she’s gone, and you’re once again locked in the room with him.
You start to feel… warm. And fuzzy, then hot, too hot. Your heart rate picks up, and just looking at Sephiroth is making you start to ache with need.
You notice he’s breathing heavier, hands formed into tight fists at his side.
After another minute of being uncomfortably hot, you start to pull your shirt off without thinking. “I can’t… too.. warm.”
Sephiroth watches with wide eyes as you remove your top, tossing it onto the floor and exposing your lace bra to him. You’d worn it on purpose, hoping it might help the situation, but now you just felt embarrassed and pathetic.
You’re quick to forget said embarrassment, though, when it seems he too finally snaps, and in a fury, rips off his coat and practically pounces at you.
His hands are all over you suddenly, and though his face seems embarrassed with a mixture of shyness, he doesn’t stop touching you. He grabs at your hips, feeling your soft flesh and kneading it in his palms, before they slide up and grope your clothed breasts.
Se-Seph…iroth,” you breathe, feeling him pulling at your bra. But it becomes evident that he doesn’t know how to remove it, and so you reach a hand behind yourself to unclasp it.
He growls when it falls and exposes you to him. His back bends while his head dips down and he buries his face in your breasts, running his tongue all along your soft flesh.
His mouth is quick to find a nipple. He immediately envelopes one of your buds in his mouth and begins swirling his tongue around it, feeling it, tasting it. Then he begins sucking with fervor, as if he’s always dreamed of this; as if nursing from your breasts is the thing he cherishes most.
One of his hands, ungloved, fondles your other breast, feeling the squishy tissue between his fingertips and palm. His touches are so rough, it makes your head spin. Yet it all feels so good, and you know you need more.
While he continues sucking on your soft mounds, you attempt to unbuckle his pants. It’s difficult, as he wears two belts, but you eventually get them free and are able to unzip him enough to reach in and pull his cock out. It’s bigger than anything you’ve ever seen, pale like the rest of him, and has a soft curve with veins that look like they’ll have you screaming. His tip is red and hot to the touch, so you begin rolling your thumb over it.
He groans at your touches, biting into your tits and dragging his tongue over your nipple. Your head falls back as you whine, but you need more.
“Not… enough,” you gasp, squeezing his cock in your hand. “Need you… inside me,” you manage to get out.
Sephiroth growls again, finally releasing you. You only have a brief second to attempt to compose yourself, loving the way the cold air feels against your soaked nipples, when he suddenly pushes you against a wall, grinding his cock against your back.
His head falls beside yours, hot breath falling against your face. As he holds you against the wall, one of his hands resumes its place on you, fondling and grasping at your left breast. “You’re so… pretty,” he grunts into your ear. “I’m sorry.”
“Fffffuck,” is all you can reply with, your cunt squeezing around nothing as your brain short-circuits. “Don’t be…”
He stops grinding against you for a moment, and begins to pull down your skirt and panties, completely exposing your body to him. He’s quick to follow suit though, throwing his boots away and tearing his pants and underwear off in one fell swoop.
You expect him to begin pushing in, but instead, Sephiroth drops to his knees and pushes your legs apart, pressing his head between your thighs.
“Please… I wanna taste you,” he begs, sounding as though he’s on the verge of tears. Sephiroth quickly locates your cunt and starts burying his nose in your wet folds. “You smell so good…”
You try widening your stance a little, allowing him more room to kneel beneath you, this time facing towards you. He suddenly angles his head up so that his nose instead presses against your clit, and his tongue darts out to taste you. He feels around, before managing to find your hole, and his tongue pushes in without hesitation.
You cry out in pleasure as he begins swirling and curling his tongue within you, getting lost in how wonderful you taste. Sephiroth starts growling again, sending vibrations through your core. You begin shaking, barely able to keep yourself standing at this point. You can hardly believe he’s already bringing you so close to orgasm. It must be whatever they injected into you both— you’ve never been able to cum this quickly.
You grab fistfuls of his soft silver hair, tugging on them and using his head to anchor yourself. But it’s so hard, your legs won’t stop shaking, and you soon find that it’s impossible to keep yourself from rocking your hips.
Sephiroth, perhaps sensing your weakness, grabs onto your soft thighs, squeezing the plush skin between his pale fingers. It helps to stabilize you, but also adds to the overwhelming sensations flooding over your body. You rest your forehead against the wall, panting and whining as he continues eating you alive. And when his nose digs into your clit as he gets more aggressive with his eating, you snap.
Grinding your cunt into Sephiroth’s face, you spasm and let out broken sobs, juices spilling all over his pretty mouth. He of course eats it up, getting sloppy as he unleashes more growls and snarls, his tongue curling within you, coaxing you into squirting some more.
After a moment, you have to beg him to stop. You seriously think you’re going to pass out from how intense your first orgasm is.
“Seph! Ple-please stop,” you cry, pulling his hair.
He comes to a still, pulling his soaked face out from between your thighs to gaze up at you. He’s drenched from the nose down, completely covered in your essence. His eyes gaze up at you softly and almost with a hint of worry. It makes your heart leap.
“Too… too much,” you pant, loosening your grip on his hair to instead pet his head.
He nods, removing himself from the floor and standing beside you. “I apologize for asking such a thing,” he almost pouts, “but I really need some form of… relief.”
You glance down at his cock, still as hard as ever. It’s really so hard that it must be painful.
“Um… you can use my thighs,” you meekly suggest. “That way… when you’re ready to ejaculate, you can easily get it inside me…”
You can physically see the effect your words have on him. Sephiroth shudders, his cock eagerly twitching at your suggestion. His face is a deep red, too.
Deciding to make the first move, you get on the floor and lay on your back, folding your knees up. Sephiroth kneels in front of you, situating himself between your legs. He hooks your knees over his shoulders, angling his cock to rest between your thighs.
“I’m sorry if I’m… bad at this,” he apologizes again.
“It doesn’t matter to me,” you breathe, “that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”
He blushes harder, averting his gaze. You squeeze your thighs together and cause him to gasp.
He’s so cute.
“Just rock your hips… you’ll get the hang of it,” you instruct.
Sephiroth tries doing as you say, pressing his hips forward. You watch as his large cock pushes between the fat of your thighs, his perfect tip sliding out from them.
“Yes,” you praise him. “Keep doing that.”
He pulls back, not enough to pull his cock completely back between your thighs, but enough to stimulate it. And then he pushes forward again, and slowly works himself into a rhythm.
“Damn,” he hisses, gripping one side of your hips tightly whilst his other hand runs through his hair, pushing his bangs back. “Your thighs are so… soft. And lovely.”
You hum, feeling yourself growing addicted to watching the way his cock pumps between your thighs. It’s so mesmerizing and plain hot to observe. “How does it feel?”
“Rather… pleasant,” he admits, choking on his words when you squeeze your thighs together again. His facial expression causes you to giggle.
“You’re so cute,” you finally voice your thoughts, feeling yourself getting worked up again. Your cunt aches for him, desperately needing his generous length inside of you.
He hides his face by looking down, allowing his silver hair to fall forward and cover it. But you can tell he’s not going to last long. His cock is twitching with every thrust through your thighs, and he’s breathing so hard…
“You can… put it in,” you say, suddenly finding yourself growing nervous.
His cock is huge. You know it’s going to be quite the stretch, but at the same time, you desperately need him. The effects of whatever you’d been injected with clearly hadn’t worn off, and you were beginning to grow just as frenzied as you’d been before he’d begun eating you out.
Sephiroth wordlessly nods, pulling his cock from your thighs just as you spread them for him. He holds it in his left hand, carefully finding your hole with the tip. And just from the head alone being inserted, you let out a hiss.
“Oh my god… you’re so big,” you pant, a spike of fear panging in your heart. It’s going to hurt.
But Sephiroth can’t wait any longer. He lets out a sheepish “forgive me”, and pushes himself all the way in. You gasp and begin squirming, letting out strained whines. You know you just need to relax, but fuck, he’s splitting you apart.
Sephiroth groans at feeling your tight cunt fluttering around him, desperately trying to adjust to his large size, and he falls forward, leaning over you.
And a half second later, he’s spilling his first of many loads into you.
Even though you haven’t quite adjusted all the way, you immediately become much more aroused when you hear the way he lets out soft whimpers through his orgasm. You squeeze your velvety walls down on him, coaxing more of his seed into you.
When he finally finishes cumming, you both lay there, panting. But you and him both know that there’s more fun to be had.
“That was… a lot,” you sigh, feeling his large load within you. It’s so warm and fulfilling… you’re certain that this alone will be more than plenty to impregnate you.
But Sephiroth is still incredibly hard, and you’re in need of another release. Whatever you’d been injected with was strong.
He slides out from your warm, fluttering walls, and you hiss at the pain from it. Your cunt isn’t relaxing, almost trapping him inside. But after a moment of struggling, Sephiroth is able to free his cock from your stretched hole.
But he only pulls away for a brief moment; to change positions. You slowly get up, your pussy aching as it readjusts to not having his cock within it. Sephiroth stands to his full height, and looks a bit lost.
“So… how else should we…?”
“Against the wall,” you request, almost too quickly.
Sephiroth’s eyebrows flick up in surprise at how direct you were, but he obliges. You slowly make your way to the wall, legs already feeling a bit sore. It makes you ponder if you’ll even be able to walk once you guys are truly done.
You feel Sephiroth’s still nervous presence behind you. He’s watching you closely, but does not touch you. It almost makes you want to laugh; he’d quite literally just dumped his seed into you, yet he remained bashful.
“I’m afraid I don’t know how to do this,” he quietly confessed, right as you glanced back at him.
“You’ll need to lift me. Hold one leg up and use your other arm to pull me up around my abdomen,” you instruct, hoping your description is clear enough. You’re growing impatient yet again, core dripping and throbbing as you wait to be stuffed.
It must’ve been, as Sephiroth is quick to do exactly as you tell him. He pulls you up and hooks your leg up in one fell swoop, pressing his body against yours to help hold you in place. His cock twitches against your lower back, still needy and erect.
“Good… now, please…” it’s becoming too much again. “Fuck, get back in me, please. I need it so bad,” you whine.
You gasp when you feel his tip press into your hole again, spreading you open as the rest of him slides in, far more easily this time around. The stretch is still there, but you don’t mind it anymore. It feels heavenly, and you almost think you’d enjoy having him drenched in your pussy for the rest of eternity.
Sephiroth starts thrusting again, but he’s incredibly sloppy, likely due to his inexperience. The position you’re in is a bit more advanced, after all. But it doesn’t quite matter for him, clearly. He buries his face into your hair, hot breath fanning against your neck as pleasured hums glide from his lips. And when you squeeze your walls around him, he moans.
The sound of him alone makes your heart race and your cunt flutter. Everything about him is so beautiful.
He finally gets the hang of your new position, and picks up the pace of which he fucks into you. Sweet little cries begin to escape you, but you need more. You slither a hand downwards, and quickly find your burning clit with your fingertips. And as you begin to rub away at it, your soft cries turn into loud gasps. You’re not going to last.
“You… feel so heavenly,” he whimpers, holding you in a grip so tight you begin to feel faint.
“Hhhh-aagh,” you lose your grip, fingers fumbling as you become too soaked to easily stroke your clit. “Please…”
You let your head fall back, closing your eyes as you listen to the lewd squelching noise that occurs every time he presses back into you.
Sephiroth begins to tremble, his legs shaking as he struggles to hold you up while fucking you. Your tight cunt just feels too damn good around his cock, squeezing him with a grip that makes his head spin. “I can’t,” he pants, running out of breath.
“Hhhmm?” You barely register his words.
“You feel too good,” he mumbles into your neck, that shyness still present. “I can’t keep up…”
“Then… let’s go back.. to th-“ you have to pause to catch your breath, “…the floor,” you finish.
You feel him nod beside your head, and you both crumble to the floor, slipping down along the wall until you’re on your knees. Despite yours and his exhaustion creeping up on you both, he gains a little strength back from not having to lift you, and resumes that hard-hitting pace that has you seeing stars.
You arch your back into him, resting on your forearms as his entire body weight crushes you— in the best way possible. You feel trapped, like you can’t escape him. And you like that.
Sephiroth’s hair cascades around you as he leans further over you, completely engulfing your smaller frame; and he fucks you like an animal in heat. His hips are relentless, cock twitching within your clenched cunt, his hands groping and squeezing at every soft piece of your delicious body. He growls in your ear, only stopping to pant or whimper.
It’s like he’s gone into some kind of rage, unable to keep that feral desire down anymore. You don’t know if it’s an effect of the drug you were given, or if he’s simply too drunk in the feeling of your body, but it seems like his bashful demeanor has vanished.
Soon, you feel Sephiroth’s cock start to twitch from within you. He’s about to cum again, you realize, as your own orgasm begins to rise to its peak. You let out soft, pretty cries as his thrusts get sloppier and harder, and you can feel him somehow pushing in deeper than before. An elongated whine leaves you while Sephiroth groans through his clenched teeth, and spurts of his second load begin pumping into you.
It’s just as plentiful as the first time. Large amounts of cum spill into you, igniting a hot, fulfilling sensation within your womb. Sephiroth holds onto your stomach tightly, pressing his palm against it and creating more pressure on your insides. You feel like he’s going to crush you, the strength of his hands and hips overwhelming your body.
When he finally finishes stuffing a second load of semen into you, you both collapse fully, as Sephiroth falls beside you, one leg hitched over yours as he keeps his cock inside.
Your back is pulled to his chest, and he buries his face in your hair, breathing in your scent. And when you notice that his cock is somehow still hard, you know the drug’s effects still haven’t worn off. He needs more.
“I’m so tired…” you breathlessly whine, his cock occasionally twitching within your clamped walls.
“I am, as well…” he whispers, hugging you tightly. “But I need… more. Please?” He begs, voice on the verge of breaking.
He sounds so desperate, so cute. There’s no chance that you could deny him what he needs.
“You can cum in me as many times as necessary,” you say, placing a hand on his arm to rub your thumb over his pale flesh.
It feels like an oddly intimate thing to do, but you figure it doesn’t matter at this point. You’re already bound to him for the rest of your lives.
He whimpers from your words, and with his diminishing strength, pulls you along with him as he rolls onto his back, all while keeping his cock sheathed in you. the movements almost hurt, but you’d be lying if you said you had no interest in being bred again. The feeling of his cum filling you was so… satisfying, like it was always meant to go there. So of course you couldn’t say no to more.
Just as he begins to drag your hips up and down, almost using you like a toy, you notice that his cum is starting to pool out from your cunt and onto his strong, toned thighs.
“Wait,” you gasp, causing him to freeze. “You’re pushing your cum out… I need to be on the bottom.”
And before you can even start to comprehend how you’re being flipped around, you find yourself laying on your back, legs pushed up and folded until your knees touch your chest, your bottom on full display, cunt in the perfect position for his taking. Sephiroth situates himself over you, reinserting his cock. He pushes his torso between your legs just a bit, until the skin of his pelvis can be flush with yours, and begins to thrust. Your entire body jostles back and forth with his deep, powerful thrusting, and you allow your eyes to roll back before closing them, your body already so spent and exhausted that you can’t keep up.
So you simply lie there, in the perfect position for breeding, allowing him to work away at you. His cock is hitting that perfect spot within you, and his pelvis is rubbing against your clit, rendering you immobile, other than to squirm and spasm. You feel like you’re in heaven.
However, Sephiroth is not far behind from you, clearly close to his point of exhaustion. His whines and groans are weak, coming out almost pathetically. The rocking of his hips is now at an uneven pace, still hitting as deep and hard, but slower, sloppier.
You open your eyes for a moment to gaze up at his contorted face above yours, his hair falling around you like silver waterfalls. He’s biting his lip to suppress his moans, his cheeks and ears are tinted with a soft pink, and his eyes… his pupils are so thin, you can barely see them. He’s reached a point of bliss, and seeing him like that… it sends you over the edge.
You cry underneath him, tears beginning to slip down your cheeks as your cunt contracts around his length, your most intense orgasm yet wracking through your body. He twitches within your pussy yet again, and…
Just as Sephiroth begins spilling more of his delicious, sticky seed into you, he pushes his whole body down, his face finding yours as he seals your lips with a kiss. You cry into each other's mouths, swallowing one another’s sweet, pleasured moans.
You struggle to wrap your arms around him, but make it work. He holds you tighter, slowing the pace that he fucks into you, until his hips come to a stop, his cock completely spent and finally softening within you. You’re thoroughly bred, without a doubt soon to be pregnant with his offspring.
Despite what you were both brought here to do being finished, neither of you pull away. You continue embracing each other, sweat clinging between your bodies, obscene noises echoing throughout the room as you kiss.
You instinctively wrap your legs around his waist, keeping him tucked deep inside of your cunt, along with all of his cum.
“Thank you…” you shiver, diving right back in for another kiss after you speak. “That was… perfect.”
Sephiroth doesn’t respond, but after a long moment of losing yourselves in each other, he finally speaks a hushed string of words.
“I know we only met today… but I think I love you,” he mumbles against your lips, hot breath falling against your mouth. “You’ve been so gentle… so kind.”
He sounds like he’s going to cry, so you kiss him again.
And as you part for a desperate breath of air, you press your forehead against his, and finally reply; “I think I love you too, Sephiroth…”
I love it when people remember he was kind of a loser (socially and emotionally) before he went batshit insane. Him and Malleus have too many parallels. If only he had a Lilia...
MDNI: NSFW, smut, breeding kink, fandoms: jjk, twst, bllk, hsr, genshin, dol. (Does this count as yandere? Yes. I see this as yandere childe ngl)
-Men who absolutely use your hole like a personal cumdump even after you've already fucked for hours in every position imaginable just to make damn sure it's ovulation time and you're primed to get properly knocked up with their seed.
-Men who love ruining your hole, having your face-down in doggy style, pounding you from behind while they pin your fingers hard against the bed, interlocking theirs with yours so tight you can't pull away even if you wanted to, skin slapping skin relentlessly
-Men who go completely feral at the thought of you carrying their kid, belly swollen with their baby and the idea of your tits heavy and leaking milk makes their eyes roll back while fucking you
-Men who baby-trap you because they're selfish piecrs of shit, lonely as hell, and desperate to give you a permanent reason to stay by breeding your cunt and tying you to them forever
the way i cant even tag 'johan liebert x reader' in the tags of my johann posts because that ain't johan liebert. That's a whole other different weird guy right there. That freak right there is house blend yes siree, grew him myself in my backyard.
Was driving with my grandmother and in broken English she says “no eyes… no nose… no face. Don’t trust.” To which I looked around wildly in search of this omen of ill portend.
My new favorite genre of picture is a very special thing that most animals (and humans!) do: face nuzzling as an act of greeting/comfort/intimacy. thank God that this is happening all over the world right now
During their transformation sequences in Magia Record, the Holy Quintet briefly appear as adults. I really love this detail. To me, it's a reminder that they all sacrificed their adulthoods for the sake of one wish.
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