Hello all of you beautiful smut hungry beasties!! I'm Shade and welcome to the purely Naughty side of my blog! This is a place for all smuts of different kinds and levels to be explored. Like any NSFW blog there's rules, some do's and don't's.
1.) 18+ only! I will block you if I suspect you aren't or if you have an empty blog.
2.) This is a safe place! Comments that are negative or harmful will be deleted and you will be blocked. I don't tolerate hate.
3.) I accept questions, comments, requests, your own writings and art (as long as it meets Tumblr requirements). If you do have a writing request: give a scene set up and the characters involved in the scene.
4.) I allow all types of smut: Reader/Character, Link/Link or Linkcrest, Alpha/Omegaverse, Yanderer, BDSM, Stockholm Syndrome, soft smut, rough smut, sex toy play, polly, multiple characters at once, overstimulation/denials, aftercare, ect. Fierce Deity🩵, Dark Link🖤 and Ganon❤️ are so very welcomed!! Just be sure to add tags to the beginning.
5.) I do not allow anything with Wind in it! Hes 12 or 14 depending on the fics!! No phobias/philias/fetishes. That includes beastiality. No Wolfie shit! Twi's smell and hearing being heightened because of his wolf side, sure, but no actual Wolfie stuff.
6.) I know on Ao3 there's a lot of transgender Wilds/Legends/Hyrules. If you wanna send that here, go for it! I won't write it myself due to the fact that I don't want to piss people off that are trans and I'm not. ~Omegaverse is different.
7.) My Reader writings will be written as they/them or you/I. If it's a non-request, Reader has female anatomy, primarily because I'm female.
8.) I know I said rough smut is okay and it is. It can be to the extreme, but there is a line where it is starting look more like rape and you will be blocked. If you want that shit, go to Ao3.
9.) Dialogue is great and I'm okay with some downgrading stuff, but keep it classy! That goes for actions too. No spitting or vomit stuff! Blood is cool if it's from biting and that kinda thing, but nothing real raunchy.
10.) Anons are allowed here!
11.) Most importantly… have fun! Let your naughty side out!!!
Current Anons: 🩺, 🖤, ❤️
If there's anything that doesn't seem clear or not shown above, feel free to ask.
I officially have a problem… and his name is Fierce Deity.
Started a new fic to help with getting back into LOZ/LU writing since I have been struggling to write anything with romance (smut or not) due a recent death and thought to do a character design since it is a MAU fic I started. Ahem….. HE WASN’T SUPPOSED TO LOOK THIS HOT!! Not complaining though.
Aaanyhoo…. I have missed you all dearly, so I give to you my Mercenary Fierce Deity art from ‘Reincarnation’.
Hey, I don't know if you're ever on here, but I hope you're doing well
Hello Beautiful Beasty! Thank you for this.
If I said I was doing well or okay or that I'm keeping it together, it would be a lie. Life didn't throw a wrench at me, it dropped the whole toolbox on me at this point.
I have been stuck in my own little world on auto pilot and this message was a great reminder that my Beasties are still out here and care. I hope all of you are doing great, miss y'all!
Hi there! I've been debating on whether asking this is weird for, like a week now, but:
How're you holding up?
I hope everything's been going better for you and your husband.
Know that we anons care about you and your mental wellbeing, so no pressure on doing/posting anything until you're in a better space.
If you ever need someone to vent to, you know who I am. I'm always willing to lend an ear (or eyes? Idk)
Seriously take care of yourself
I send you all the virtual hugs beastie 😘
~🖤
Hello Beasty! I do appreciate you asking and sorry it has taken this long to respond.
Husband had 6 trips to the hospital and we just got out of the "recovery" mode at home only for things to get muuuch worse. My Mom called me Saturday afternoon with the news that one of my brothers killed himself.
Needless to say, life is shit right now, but I'm keeping strong (trying to, at least) and pushing forward to help the rest of my family.
Thank you so much for the offer, it truly does mean a lot. 🥰
Snatching all the hugs given!! Thank you again, Beautiful Beasty🖤
Seeing you're dealing with some tech issues atm, would it be easier for you to change it from Smutember to Kinktober?
No pressure or anything but I do hope you're not stressing yourself out too much over this. Don't forget to take care of yourself if need be, the smut can wait 💕
Hi Beasty!!
I appreciate this so much, you have no idea!
I have been in the hospital for 22days now with my husband (he's going to be okay. Doc said we are shooting for going home tomorrow) and I have been home maybe 6days so far and only for a few hours at a time.
Hospital blocks Ao3 and I hate posting on there with my phone. Tumblr won't let me post with my pbone for anything more than like 500words.
I won't be playing catch up, but will just keep posting when I can, though Kinktober would be smart too. We shall see, stay tuned!!
Anyhoo...
I really do appreciate how kind you and all my Beautiful Beasties are. Ya'll are so dear to me!!
Summary: Dark had been spared by Link, allowed to live. A mistake that Link would learn since he stole the woman of Dark's dreams for himself. Some villain will always be the villain.
Notes: Inspired by El Tango de Roxanne. Suggest listening to it.
The Queen was throwing a Masquerade Ball in honor of her beloved hero. It was the twenty year anniversary of the day Link sealed Ganondorf in the Sacred Realm, but the young hero had chosen to spare another enemy who now only went by Dark.
Dark walked into the castle with a black and red suit on, gold embellishments to stand out. His mask was simple, matching his suit, but it sprouted two horns that curved upwards and back. He may not be the villain anymore, but he could still be peoples’ nightmare.
Nearly everyone was unidentifiable with their extravagant and obnoxious masks. Some of the coverings were an upgrade from their everyday skin, but Dark kept that humor to himself as he stepped around people, hands clasped behind his back. He was a man on a mission.
His mission was a red haired beauty that had stolen his heart.
The small orchestra had started up in the background, setting the mood for his hunt for her. His red eyes scoured the crowd of people standing around and dancing.
A flash of red… there she was, but green followed her. In the center of the ballroom spinning in a circle, bodies close together were Malon and Link. They danced in a way that showed familiarity, passion and lust.
His eyes upon your face~
Dark had looked at Malon that way many times in close quarters. His ruby eyes had traces over her figure as she stood before him with only her underclothes and shaper on. Her breasts were held high, plump and proud. He watched her walk closer, a hand on her hip, the other casually dragged across her tanned freckled chest.
She knew what he liked as she pulled her hair pins out to have the sea of red flow down her back. She put on a show to untie the stringed bow of her corset shaper, beckoning him closer to help out when she got closer to the top.
Without touching, he walked her backwards until she was pressed against the desk in her changing room. His ash colored hands gripped the hem of the corset, ripping it open with brute strength. Malon gasped out an excited moan, arching her back so she was on display for his burning, lust filled eyes. She was a sight to see and he desired to be the only one to see her this way.
His hand upon your hand~
Link held Malon’s hand with care, twirling her out and back into his arms. She smiled up at him, placing a hand on his chest where his heart would be, just like she placed her hands on Dark’s chest, popping his buttons open to reveal his scarred skin. He grabbed her hand with a light touch, placing it over his heart that was beating for her.
“Touch me.” she demanded while she hopped up onto the desk, hands braced behind her. “Undress me.”
Dark touched the warm skin below her throat, trailing his hand between her breast to her navel and further to where the knee cuffed underpants started at her hips. Before slipping it over her hips, he slid his hand inside the garment.
He leaned over her, fingers spreading her slick folds open, thumb rubbing over her clit. He teased for only a moment before inserting his fingers into her willing, hot, wet pussy. He rocked her on his hand, eyes locked with hers. When she went for his hair, he snagged her hand, pinning it to the wall behind her.
“Stay.” He snapped his unnaturally sharp teeth at her like a predator, snarling in a threatening way that had her shivering in anticipation. He pressed her hand into the wall to show exactly what he wanted to stay in place and she did when his left to grab her other one, placing it overtop of her other.
Obediently she kept in place as if she was tied there. His hands roamed her form again, making it to her last piece of clothing, pushing it down over her hips until it was free of her, tossing it to the floor. He spread her legs apart, bending her knees so her heels could rest on the edge of the desk.
His lips caress your skin~
Dark’s eyes dimmed under the shadow of his hair. Link’s lips were pressed to Malon’s cheek, barely at the edge of her red stained lips. He kissed her sweetly, nothing like Dark would do. She deserved worship from a man, not a boy who treated her as if she was a flower and only that. She didn’t need to be protected from the world, she needed the world to bend and break under her.
She deserved the world.
She deserved Dark’s lips on her neck, nipping at her pulse. She deserved to feel like the Queen of all as his mouth sucked on her skin, nipples pinched between his teeth, tongue soothing away the flare of pleasured pain.
Dark planned on showing her how devoted he was to her, hitting his knees to the wooden floor, hands spreading her firm thighs further apart. Her fresh scent mixed with her arousal was intoxicating to him, nose pressed to her trimmed red curls before he ran the flat of his tongue up the center of her dipping folds.
He would never get enough of her taste, the sweetness of the slick mixed with the salt on her skin. It made him hungry, thirsting for more.
His eyes looked up at her, watching how she began to fall apart on his lips. How her voice rose with her pleasure. The way she blushed gorgeously and sang his name.
It’s more than I can stand~
Dark looked away from the scene of Malon laughing as she was lifted off the ground in a spin, landing back into Link’s arms. It twisted his gut, set his blood on fire seeing anyone outside of him holding her that way.
Why does my heart cry?~
He shook his head, fighting against his own emotions. He shouldn’t feel this way about her, she was never truly his. Yet the feeling of hee pulling him up by his hair to taste herself on his lips burned his scalp.
Feelings I can’t fight~
He knew what this was, what it meant. He knew what it meant to have his chest ache from not having her around. What it meant when it soared overhead when his skin was on her.
He felt it that night as she held him close, begging him to have her. Oh how desperate she sounded for him, nearly ripping his trousers off to get him equally disrobed.
The spark ignited as she guided his thick erection towards her entrance, coating the head with her own fluids before pulling him closer with her heel on the small of his back, making him glide further into her until they were flushed, hip to hip.
She begged and pleaded for him to move to make her his in that moment.
Your free to leave me, but just don’t deceive me~
She praised him as he thrusted deep into her, shoving the table into the wall with the force of their actions. She screamed his name, saying how she would never want another. How he was the only one for her.
And please, believe me when I say I love you~
He had lifted her off the table, keeping her close as he carried her to the bed. He laid her down, stroking her hair and gazing into her eyes.
“I love you.” Dark ghosted the three words on her lips.
She smiled and pulled him into a possessive liplock, swallowing each other's moans as he pistoned his hips into her.
The song continued as he walked around the crowd of people circling around the two dancing, holding his chest, holding his heart.
He stopped in a small clearing of people, facing the two. His throat tightened as Link stopped their dance and knelt to one knee.
Suddenly, Malon’s eyes snapped up to meet his own. She knew he was there, that it was him watching her make the choice she said she already made. She had chosen him that night. Now she looked pale, panicked at the sight of him watching her actions as if she hadn’t laid herself under him just the night before, naked and unashamed.
Dark straightened up, anger swelling inside as Malon looked back at Link to answer his question.
She said yes.
She chose the hero.
His eyes stung with the tear that he refused to let her see. Just like the tears he held back that night after she said she loved him too while they laid under the cover, still joined as one, refusing to part.
Link stood, kissing Malon and placing the ring on her finger.
Dark turned away, hastily walking away from the woman that broke his heart.
Why does my heart cry?!
Feelings I can’t fight!!
His anger won, freeing his vengeful self that he buried years ago when Link spared his life. A foolish mistake.
Dark lit a cigarette with a match near the exit. The curtains, he knew, were perfect. With the match still lit in his hand, he held the fire to it and it went up in flames.
He walked out the doors, taking a tall candle stand, shoving it through the handles of the door, trapping all inside. They would all burn to ash, just like his heart.
“If I can’t have you, no one can.”
He would have to settle for the memories of her being worshiped in his arms.
Fierce Deity x Reader(Fem) Creatures of the Night AU
Summary: Directly following day Day17 of ST23, Fierce takes special care of his new Queen of the Night Creatures.
Words: 2,241
Seeing you laid out on the marble table with hickies and little bites, hair splayed under you, eyes lidded and a blissful smile on your bruised lips, Fierce knew he was never going to let you go.
You were his.
His and the rest of the covens, but you were his first and foremost.
After you had hit your high, he ordered Time and Warriors to leave the room. They had their taste, but he wasn’t finished with you yet. He had leaned over you, hips still slowly yet roughly thrusting into you. His eyes watched the blood pulse under the skin of your neck with each heartbeat, mouth salivating with the need to sink his teeth in.
Instead, a fresher scent of blood hit his senses and it was coming from lower down on your body. Standing up straight, pulling out some, he saw the red on his length. He sighed heavily, asking, “Darling, why didn’t you tell me that you were a virgin?”
“Hmm?” The questioning hum was groggy.
Fierce placed his forehead in the middle of your chest, enjoying your blazing warmth before wrapping an arm securely around your back, hand supporting your neck and head, while the other slid under your legs. Lifting you off the slab, you gasped due to his cock hitting deeper than he had allowed earlier.
He placed soothing soft kisses to your shoulder, moving your legs so they were over his hips and locked behind his back. It wasn’t that he needed you to, but it was comforting to him- he wouldn’t admit to it even if asked.
Having a bleeder was a rarity and the ones he had had were short term and emotionally disconnected. He had never had the sense of belonging, the want to be close to others, but finding all of his boys changed that. Something had been missing still and he had a feeling that it was you. His little Queen of the Creatures, Queen of hi-
Sitting with his back against the headboard, he allowed you to wiggle around until comfortable, except that wasn’t what you were doing. You draped your arms over his shoulders, grinding down on his lap, cock hitting new depths.
Fierce laid gentle hands on your hips, not to stop you or give direction, only to feel you. To feel your already hot skin under his cold touch. He ran his hands up your sides, stopping right under your breast. He got what he wanted when you whined for his touch, curving your body into his palms.
When he chuckled at you, you gave a growl in return, grabbing the hair at his nape, giving it a pull. It was a shock to him. Never had anyone been so bold to try and physically reprimand him. Two could play at that.
He snaked his fingers to your hair, keeping his fist of hair close to your scalp to give a pleasurable burn, he yanked your head back, arching your chest into his other hand more. “Careful~”
Your manic smile and fit of giggles told him you weren’t going to listen. Brat. He pulled your head further back until your chest was at the perfect level for him. His mouth latched onto one of your breasts, sharp teeth grazing your nipple until he sucked on it. His fingers groped the other, not wanting it to be left out of the fun and under stimulated.
Feeling a new rush of slick and you still moving your hips, he spoke against your skin, “We are supposed to be cleaning you up.”
“Y-you are still fully engrossed inside-”
“Do not take that as a sign of dissatisfaction. Vampires can go at this all night, while I can devour you for days at a time if I chose to. Especially when feeding off of you a little bit at a time.” He let his fangs sink into your breast, sucking the sweet iron from you. You bucked your hips at the sensation, open mouth moans falling from your lips.
Fierce pulled you back up, chest to chest. “But if that is what you are concerned about, I would find it most pleasurable to have you lose yourself one more time with me inside you.”
He watched your eyes focus on his lips, blood still sitting in his mouth, savoring the taste. It wasn’t hesitation he saw in the stuttered movement to kiss him, it was eagerness. Drinking blood or even just tasting a mouth fulls wasn’t exactly a normal thing for humans, but your eyes showed how you wanted to taste it anyway. It was fascinating… You were fascinating.
No longer holding yourself back, you slowly pressed your lips to his. A few testing taste on his smooth lip, you parted your mouth to meet him in the middle. Your tongues timidly explored, allowing you to go at your own pace. Fierce could tell the moment that you wanted more as you clenched around him, a set of fingers tangling in his hair, an arm around his neck and you began to ride him while the lip lock became desperate and breathless.
“You want me satisfied?”
“Mhm!”
Fierce lifted your left knee up so you were on one knee and foot, squatting down for better control over your movements, arms directed to around his neck again. His right arm wrapped around the outside of your left leg to keep you close to him. His left hand slid over your hip to your ass, cupping it and showing you the best way to move in the position.
Catching on quickly, you rolled your hips as you moved up and down. This allowed Fierce to move his left hand further down until his fingers were playing at the rim of where you two were connected. You were soaked around him, fluids popping with the motions of your building pleasure. Slowly, he stretched you more so you could accommodate two of his thick fingers alongside his cock. You cried out in pleasure into his shoulder and was met with a deep, graveled purr into your neck, sending you right over the edge.
Sinking back down, curling up under his chin, you gave a satisfied hum as your fingers played with his hair.
“Good girl.” he whispered, rubbing your back and placing small kisses to the side of your temple, breathing you in. when you shivered against him, he lifted you slowly off of him, making sure not to hurt you. A whimper from being empty had him stroking your hair.
Carrying you bridal style to the connected luxury bathroom was like carrying a feather. He sat you down on the counter after setting a towel down so you wouldn’t have a shock of cold to your skin. You took in every movement you made, every yawn, eye flutter and twitch. That also included how you refused to let go of his hand, keeping a death grip on his fingertips.
“I’m not going anywhere you can’t follow.” Fierce assured.
The look of embarrassment, insecurities and self doubt was not a look that complemented your features. It hit him… you were an orphan, never adopted and not remembered.
Always left behind.
Never first choice.
Abandoned.
He filed all the subtle notes into his mind to share with the others. If they were going to be with you, their Queen, they needed to treat you accordingly. It was going to take time and patience to break you free from these rooted thorns so you could grow into who you weren’t to be.
“S-sorry.”
“No reason for that. I understand.”
You looked into his eyes, seeing only open honesty. “You do, don’t you?”
Instead of answering, he kissed the back of your hand and didn’t move from your side. He waved his hand through the air, summoning the tub to fill with hot, but not scalding water, added a few incense oils and had a cold glass of water on the tray near the tub.
You blinked once… twice… “Why was that hot?” That made Fierce laugh as he scooped you back up, lowering you both into the water.
It was quiet for some time, allowing you to relax the muscles that were no doubt going to be sore in the morning. Fierce ran his fingers through your damp hair as he grabbed the bottle of shampoo from the cart close by.
“What are you doing?” you asked, tensing up some.
“Washing your hair?”
“Why?”
“Would you rather I didn’t?” He kept both hands where you could see them.
“You can, but why would you want to?”
Oh this poor darling… “This is aftercare, or can be.”
“A requirement?”
“A want.”
“Oh.”
“May I do this for you?”
“I suppose so.”
“Thank you.” The silence was a bit more uncomfortable than preferred. “You have much to learn. This is not a one sided deal and everyone here has their own ways of going about aftercare and you will have your own things you like or dislike after being intimate. Voice them and we will respect them and we ask you to give the same respect towards us.”
“That's fair.” You didn’t speak again until he was rinsing your hair out for the second time. “What do you like? In aftercare, I mean.”
“Hmm, returning gestures I suppose is my favorite thing. I also like the aftercare to be a serious matter, not bratting or being overly sarcastic. I am not always so gentle and I need to see how you are truly feeling, especially after a night of feeding combined with passion. I also like honesty. This is a time to be vulnerable and feel safe.”
You turned around in his lap, taking the intricate silver pitcher he had been using to rinse your hair, to do the same.
You blushed as his eyes stayed on your face, watching you so intently. When you began to massage in the shampoo, giving some scratches too, he hummed in delight, closing his eyes. He looked peaceful, relaxed and you wondered how often he got to actually be just that.
Refilling the pitcher with clean water, you slowly poured it over his head, being mindful of his eyes, not even sure if soap suds would burn his eyes in the first place. When his forehead landed in the middle of your chest, you slowed down your actions, allowing him to stay in the moment.
This was all uncharted waters for you, but it was… nice. You didn’t understand exactly why this part of the act was needed, but you were willing to try and understand, if not for you, then for Fierce and the others. Maybe you could learn to even enjoy someone caring for you for the first time in your life.
Maybe this was the beginning of your life. A life with the Vampire Deity and the Creatures of the night.
In your distraction you missed him slightly moving to grab the soft cloth and lather it. You jolted at the contact, making him still too.
“Shh, I have you.” Fierce said between different kisses on your chest and neck. “I’m never going to hurt you.” his words dripped like honey from his mouth.
Having him massage the cloth into your skin, a little extra pressure to coax muscles to relax, had sighs leaving you and you followed his example to do the same to him. You leaned back to watch the cloth go over plains of firm muscles, dipping from his chest to his abs and lower.
“Enjoying the view?”
“I thought this was to be a serious moment?” You teased back lightly.
“It is, but that doesn’t mean I can’t admire you as you are admiring me.” His head tilted in the other direction, hand pushing your hair back from the front of your shoulder so he could see your skin. “You didn’t mention that you were a virgin.”
You swallowed thickly. “You didn’t ask. Even if you had known, would it have changed anything?”
“Yes.”
Your heart nearly stopped in your chest. “You wouldn’t have agreed to me being-”
Fierce clearly saw the anxiety rise. “Shh, no darling, that’s not what I am saying. I only mean that I wouldn’t have let Time and Warriors see you yet and I would have been much slower and gentler with you.”
His hand went between your legs as he spoke. “I would have explored you more finely, eased you open for me more thoroughly, spoken sweet nothings into your ear so you couldn’t think about anything else than me and what I was doing to you.” He inserted two of his fingers fully inside you, scissoring you open and finding that perfect spot as he pressed his fingertips forwards.
Gasping for breath, eyes barely able to stay open, you asked, “And if I didn’t want you to be gentle with me?”
Fierce growled right under your ear. “There will be plenty of time to indulge in that. Besides, I wouldn’t want to take away all the fun for you when there are others in the house that can’t themselves but to be aggressive. Our Fallen Angel can never hold himself back fully.
That had you clenching around his fingers.
“But that is another time my dear.” Fingers gone from inside you, he continued to wash you, paying close attention to the curves of your body.
id like to request just general hc’s abt (time) Link w/ a tall reader who’s insecure abt their height and large chest. ((Both in part due to the reactions of other ppl just not even attempting to make eye contact, and instead think eye contact is with their chest,,,,)) ((also backpain is cringe but if ure uncomfy writing it dwabi!!))
(bonus pts if the reader is subby)
Beasties!! We have a new Anon!! Hello 🌊
This is great and Time would be the best to help out our dear Reader.
Lol I'm comfy with it and I may actually be able to put this into Smut-tember. Stay tuned!
I feel like im a dog just sitting patiently watching their owners eat something. Drooling as I wait for some food.
~🖤
Smut-tember is HOURS away Beasty!!! Can you believe it? It has already been a full year. I'm excited that you are excited! Woohoo!
(Have I procrastinated?... yes... but I have ADHD so I do best under pressure)
Beautiful Beasty... I had to read this a few times because I was blushing so much. I am in LOVE with this!! You have infected me with this rot and I accepted it with open arms!
I have ideas!! It's a surprise though🤫😜
What I will say is you know y/n and Malon are having a blast, even if it is Time's body.
Time in y/n's body with Twi... ha ooo baby!... oh this is perfect! Time-y/n needs to be blind folded. Maybe. ... what if y/n is the dom normaly though?👀💀
(Those that don't know or forgot... I'm a sucker for Twi x Time, Twi x Wild and Time x Wild even if its just one of them physically and the other mentaly like this example. Smut-tember does have lincrest: Wars x Wild. Theres a backspace button if you don't like)
ayo u dont gotta post this btw just a quick msg LOL if u see my main account spam liking ur posts NO U DONT !!! srry i wish i could choose which acc likes the stuff :3 but i cant!!!
so ya :3 u have the ultimate blackmail over me but i trust u, u seem chill
LMAO!!! Beasty!!
"Whooo is spam liking all the- Oohhhh! Ha, gottcha!!"
I enjoy the spam liking, makes me smile! Keep hitting that button! AWW!! The only people that get blackmailed are the people I know personally, for fun, you are safe. That would be cool though if we could pick between accounts when it comes to 'likes' just as we do for posting.
I will say, if you're account isn't on private, and you don't want others to see what you like, put it that way. Made that mistake recently (not that it was anything bad!) and got questioned about the RadioApple posts I liked when two of my three accounts are LOZ related.
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So here I am, minding my own business, when all of the sudden I'm punched in the face by a sudden spicy thought regarding the Creatures of the Night AU:
Merman Legend -- tentacle dick (like you mentioned)? Hell yes. But WHAT IF -- it's a tentacle dick AND an ovipositor?
(Offscreen: This is a kink that Reader and Legend has thoroughly discussed beforehand, including what Reader would like to do when everything's said and done. CW: Legend, once again, is a little meaner in this -- and the ending outright states that Reader can choose to become pregnant or not, depending on your preference)
Just imagine -- Reader is getting the dicking of a lifetime by that tentacle dick. Fantasy mermaid magic hand-waving bullshit makes it so Legend's precum makes Reader's reproductive muscles begin to relax (moreso than normal). The soft, semi-squishy texture of the head of Legend's dick is gentle, borderline ticklish, as it repeatedly bumps against Reader's cervix; the insistent pressure, combined with his pre, slowly coaxes her cervix to stretch and widen, allowing the head to poke through and into her uterus. Fully sheathed inside of Reader, Legend gently cradles her against him, keeping her comfortable and safe and relaxed as she warms his cock.
And then...oh, and then, while drifting in her post-orgasmic bliss, Reader can feel...something gently pressing against her entrance. She must have made a noise, because Legend's arms gently tighten around her and he soothes her with a loving, "Shhhhh, shhhhhh...it's okay, I've got you...shhhhhhh..."
One of his arms languidly moves lower, wrapping around the tops of her hips, softly yet securely pinning her hips where they are. Suddenly, the gentle pressure is not so gentle now, pressing insistently against her entrance. She can't help the way her hips try to pull away -- as exhausted as she is, she doesn't know if she can take anymore, and whatever is trying to press inside of her is so much larger than Legend's cock...
The pressure sharply builds as her entrance continues to resist further intrusion; she can barely hear Legend's murmured reassurances over her cries as the pressure engages in a war of attrition. Eventually, right before Reader begins thinking of tapping out, her entrance yields and the pressure slips inside, warm and heavy inside of her. Legend begins to rock his hips into hers, the heavy warmth sliding deeper inside with each roll. It finally settles deep inside of her, in a place nothing has ever been before, and she moans at the sensation. When she feels another pressure at her entrance, she finally realizes what the pressure is:
Eggs. They're...they're Legend's eggs.
Exhaustion seemingly forgotten, Reader begins to squirm with pure need as the second egg slips in, sliding into her waiting uterus. She's babbling, her hands frantically scrambling for purchase on Legend's shoulders and back. Is she begging for a reprieve? Is she begging for more? She doesn't know anymore -- nothing matters, except for the delicious, continuous slide of eggs...and the growing warmth and stretch in the depths of her core.
Eventually, when she's so bloated that she can barely breathe, the eggs stop; Legend pulls out, the slow drag of his cock against her walls drawing forth pleasantly-overstimulated shivers. He continues to hold her close to him, murmuring praise and reassurances. When Reader is a little more settled in her body, she can feel the curve of Legend's lips turn sharp against her neck; she can feel the loving, not-quite-cruel smirk as he coos, asking her if she would like any help (removing the eggs goes unsaid, but is heavily implied), or if she would like to carry his eggs for him--
I CAN'T BREATH!!! BEASTY!!!
This is delicious. Legend is being a snarky little shit, but oh so sweet. Reader would so carry his eggs without having to be asked. That might take Legend by surprise, but he wouldn't be able to tell Reader no.
The chaos that the house is going to go into with this news. Reader would have to stay as a Mer while carrying those precious eggs. This will leave Fierce and Warriors thirsty, but Reader just tells them both that its a challenge and will be rewarded once the eggs are laid- however long that will be.
Most on the Links in the house have a breeding kink due to their creature half: Twi, Time and Wild especially. We know damn well that there will be at least six little half breeds running around that mansion within the next several years. Starting with Fierce.
I don't remember if you already answered a similar question before, but if you have, feel free to ignore this haha 😅
Well! We got The Boys' reactions to receiving oral (and what a yummy post that was!), but how about the other way around? What do they do when giving oral?
Who's muff-diving between those thighs to eat pussy/ass, slurping up everything as he goes? Who growls if Reader tries to tug him away before he's done enjoying the taste of you? Who gets a little subby from suckling Reader's cock/clit, mindlessly urging Reader to use his face as you see fit? Who tongue-fucks Reader through their orgasm, and who uses his fingers to do so instead? Who attempts to wring every last possible orgasm out of Reader before finally granting them mercy? Oh-- Who cums from just the taste alone?
Beasty I was waiting to see if someone came up with this question after the last one. You did not disappoint!! Glad you found the last one to be yummy.
My mind had some of these pre set, but then I really thought about it and changed them around a bit....
Four: I didn't put much thought into him giving oral originally only because I see him more as an 'As Needed' sexual partner (unless it's Shadow, because I ship those two hard!) But after further thought, Four would on his desperate days to have sexual attention, literally NEED his mouth between Reader's thighs. There would be no waiting around for an opportunity. Second he has Reader to himself, he hits his knees, pulling Reader's pants down, taking a long breath in of arousal, then diving in as if his life depended on it. Even though he is in a good position to have his face fucked, he still wants control, making Reader stand still and not touch him.
Warriors: This man gets high off of this! His mind blanks out and becomes the perfect Subby, enjoying being told what to do and when. He has to be touching Reader with his hands in any kind of way or he gets too lost in his own head. Being called a good boy is nice and all, but being called the perfect slut has him whimpering and desperate. He melts if fingers are ran through his hair, but is thrusting his hips into nothing if he is shoved further onto whatever sex Reader has. Oh and if it is a Fem Reader, he is not against her having a strap-on and having it down his throat, then slipping further back to the real prize.
Hyrule: Apparently this man cums easily when receiving and giving. He leaves finger print bruises and crescent moons wherever he is gripping. He is adorable as he sighs, eyes rolling and it builds Readers confidence. Gives lazy long licks to clean Reader up.
Wild: I could so see Wild having a food kink when it comes to this. Has Reader spread open on a kitchen island, whipped cream, ice cream and strawberries laid out, saying he has to garnish his dessert before eating it. It'll be a sticky mess, but his mess to clean. He has a tendency to let his teeth scrape along sensitive skin, making Reader jolt. His hair isn't for pulling, but finds it sweet to have it pulled out of his way before he dives in. His hands roam constantly, adding different sensations, but he enjoys Reader's chest the most.
Legend: Oooh this man! He has no shame or fucks to give when it comes to this. He is licking and mouthing at anything and everything Reader has to offer: Cock/pussy, ass... it is all his. Sounds? He wants to hear it all! The slurping, the moans, screams, curses, choking. He especially loves to hear his name fall from Reader's lips. His hair pulled? Reader could be pulling his hair out and he would still say 'thank you'. He uses his fingers, but only to add pressure to between Reader's cheeks. When he is done, his face is a messy, hair going in every direction and breathless.
Twilight: Rough with Reader when giving just like receiving? Hell yeah! He never looks away from Reader's face while his tongue reaches deep, spelling his name inside them. He loves Reacher's back arching and how they can't breath. He's doesn't mind the sting on his scalp, but Reader better not try to push him away. He will growl, ripping their hands away, saying he isn't done yet and how he has only just started. He will bite Reader's thighs harshly the lick over the mark to sooth it. His wont use his fingers, wanting to only use his mouth to drive Reader out of their mind.
Sky: Sweet and gentle as always. He body worships Reader, dragging out their pleasure in a non edging kind of way, but in a way that is endearing because Sky just can't believe his luck to have someone so beautiful/handsome to drown in. He prefers to surprise his darling dear in the morning, slowly pushing Reader's legs apart and gives little licks to what he wants. Reader is having a wet dream? He doesn't want Reader to wake up all needy and without. He could spend hours down there if allowed.
Dark: He has Reader's knees beside their head, exposing everything and leaving nothing to the imagination. He isn't cruel, but he doesn't play nice. His tongue ring adds to the sensations, something Reader isn't used to yet and probably will never be. He is getting Reader right to the edge, about to go all the way over, just to stop and get a few rough touches to keep Reader from cuming yet. Reader isn't one to give up and beg, meaning Dark has won their little game. oh no, this is an on going, all day, until one of them taps out kind of event. His tongue is a little bit longer than it really should be, reaching different places and giving a pleasure they hadn't had before. Hands aren't off the table, but Reader can't use theirs at all in any kind of way, meaning they are typically tied up. It's torture, but they both have pride riding on the line. He gets a huge turn on and probably cum untouched just by Reader's screams and curses.
First: He also has Reader bent in half, but he likes the feeling of Reader's thighs around his head. ESPECIALLY THICK THIGHS!! He is a believer of "Thick thighs save lives". The more Reader squeezes, the more enthusiastic he gets. He is one of the stronger and taller Links', meaning he isn't man handled on a normal bases, but when he is feels the power of those thighs, you can bet he loses his mind! He isn't ashamed to start jerking off, painting Reader's back white as Reader blisses out.
Fierce: (Fem Reader for this one) His original goal was bring as much pleasure to Reader as he possible could, never getting enough of the smaller person he chose to be with. He was going to make Reader cum over and over and over until it was too much, but the first time he did this he had his mouth around their clit, sucking and lapping at it while his fingers were busy with their g-spot. and he found out that Reader was a squirter. Being in complete awe (and loving Reader's face turning bright red in embarrassment) Fierce has a new enjoyment. He just tells Reader to completely relax for him and "Do it again for me."
Time: This man wants to drown in Reader! He makes Reader seek out their own desires on his face. He's getting face fucked, his bangs pulled back while Reader loses it. He wants to be a tool for them to get off on. Reader wont sit all the way on his face? He is wrapping his arms around their thighs and forcing them too. He doesn't want to breath unless he is breathing in Reader. He gives a single choking noise and Reader wants up. When Reader expresses their worry of suffocating him, Time only says, "Then I would have died a happy man. Get back down here."
How do you think the boys, individually, would react to receiving oral?
Whether Reader's being a tease to edge them/rile them up, or Reader's feeling a little subby and needs to suck on their cock, or anything in between; how do you think each Link (excluding Wind; maybe including Fierce, First, or even Dark) would react?
Who's head would tilt back with a sigh, hand snaking down into Reader's hair, cradling their head? Who gets a little rough, yanking (semi-gently) on Reader's hair, commanding them to pick up the pace? Who whimpers and begs and pleads for more? Who fucks Reader's face? Who remains stoic, silently challenging Reader to break his composure?
Ohhh, add-on: Where would each of them cum?
Who would cum down Reader's throat? Who would cum on Reader's face? Who would cum on Reader's chest? Who would cum on themselves, commanding Reader to lick them clean? Who would pull back and try to fuck Reader properly, because he wouldn't want his seed to go to waste?
*Cough*Ahem* My grave just got bigger... Beautiful Beasty y-you...
Wild: He's is fisting the sheets at his side, legs shaking with the effort of keeping still so he doesn't disturb Reader's work. He can't even babble, only choking of his own moans. He stays up on his elbows to watch Reader take him into their mouth, enjoying the scene. When he is about to cum, he tells Reader to take a breath, then runs his fingers through their hair to keep it out of their face, before slowly pulling their head all the way down on him. He is the cook of the group, always wanting them fed and this is no different than then. He gives a few shallow thrust into the back of Reader's throat until he cums, feeding them in the most lewd way.
Four: Though he isn't one to normally be on the receiving end of anything sexual, does like to indulge himself orally with Reader from time to time. It especially helps when the Colors won't shut up. He is covering his face with a pillow as Reader slips his legs over their shoulder to get as close as they can. Knowing Four isn't big on the physical sexual things, Reader would be bobbing their head quickly, sucking hard to get him to his release. Four's back would be arched, toes curling, biting on the pillow over his face. Nearing his release, Four would take himself in hand, finishing the job. Where it all lands, he doesn't care as long as he doesn't have to see it.
Sky: Sweet Sky... He is always so gentle, not wanting Reader to strain for his sake. He is fidgety, needing something to do with his hands. Why not put them to good use? He also wants Reader to be satisfied at the same time. He would put his right hand between Reader's legs, letting them rut into his hand. He likes to stay quiet during sex, wanting to hear Reader fall apart instead, but Reader has a devilish tongue and that has him grabbing Reader and putting his own mouth to work. He isn't picky about where his cum lands as long as Reader is happy. He would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy seeing is spread across their lips then licked into their mouth.
Warriors: Let's talk about him for a moment... He is the type to only eat specific foods just to make sure his cum taste good and not be salty. He's holding Reader's hair semi gently, giving some small yanks to make them remember to keep eye contact. He's rolling his hips just enough to help, but not enough to be fucking their face. He gives grunts and small praises, smiling down them, saying "Good girl" or "Good boy". He will pull Reader off of him, enjoying the 'pop' with a smirk. He is the one to cum on himself, splattering white along his abs and maybe even up to his chest. (He is hoping that some got close to his nipples). Still demanding eye contact, he gets Reader to lick up the mess slowly. The feeling of it makes him want to do it all over again. He also isn't shy about kissing Reader afterwards, tasting himself, because knows damn well that he taste good.
Hyrule: He is the one to beg for Reader to make him cum. He doesn't care who hears him, his world at the moment is 100% Reader. His back is constantly arching, heels digging into the bed, causing Reader to forcibly hold his hips down and place a hand to the middle of his chest. He is going to pull his own hair before Reader's, the pain grounding him slightly. Hyrule has no preference on where his cum lands, so he watches in pure astonishment as Reader uses both hands to finish him off, then lick it up from their hand in the most seductive way.
Legend: Everything is a challenge or a bet to him, Reader's mouth is no different. Who will break first? Can Reader make him lose control? How long can he last? He is deffo the edging person, making the bet of "How long can he last", his favorite bet. He enjoys the pressure build up, about to boil over, only to be denied. He knows that when he is allowed to finish, the reward or intensity of the reward is second to none. He will sit in a chair, hands clasping the arms of it, panting to the sky while trying not to watch. He knows he is done for if he looks down. He isn't quiet, but he isn't the loudest either. He loves the most when Fem!Reader lets him cum between their breast, as he slides his cock between the mounds. If he is with a Male!Reader he is doing the same actions, but between their ass cheeks.
Twilight: He is the rough one, giving Reader a warning before hand. He knows exactly what he likes and that is hard face fucking. He wants Reader on their back, playing with their self, as he dominates their throat. Speaking of their throat, he can't ever get enough of seeing Readers throat stretch around his girth. He lays a hand over their throat, not fully squeezing, but adds some pressure to make it even tighter. He loves the choking, messy, frothy oral sex, saliva still hanging from his tip and Reader's lips. It is rough, but he knows when to stop, if Reader is showing signs of being uncomfortable or is struggling in the wrong way. Outside of that, he keeps that one hand on Reader's throat, the other harshly holding their hair to keep them in place and takes their mouth as he likes it. Degradation and praise are the same to him. He pulls them up by their hair, putting them on their knees in front of him and tells them to open their mouth. He likes to watch his cum land on their tongue before they swallow, pressing his tip against the hot muscle as if cleaning it off. (He is overly sweet afterwards!)
Time: This stoic man is an experienced lover. He is gentle, kind and cares more about Reader's enjoyment than his own, though he could never deny Reader's want to please him with their mouth. He likes it slow and intimate, nearing cock-warming rather than a blow job. He has the fondest, lazy smile, eyes (yes, both eyes) half lidded as he watches Reader. He is most of the time lying partly on his side so he can rest his head up on his knuckles, other hand brushing Reader's bangs out of their face and running his fingers through their hair and rubbing their scalp. He gives simple sweet praises: "You are so beautiful/handsome", "Always so good to me". Time isn't one to let his cum go to waste. He would softly lay on top of Reader, filling them properly and cum in them. He has a bit of a breeding kink... using his thumb to push back any cum that starts to spill out, then has Reader clean his thumb by sucking on it for however long Reader wants to.
Dark: He wants Reader to work for it! He likes to taunt and tease, though he is truly a gentle soul with Reader. He keeps both hands on Reader's face, enjoying the heated blush coming from their cheeks at his soft touches. He will give an eyebrow raise as if asking if that's all Reader has, then groans as they double down on him. He is in no rush -most of the time- and lets Reader get him there whenever they do and if Reader doesn't make him cum, that's fine with him too because he is just going to use his hand to cum all over Reader's face either way.
First: Depending on his mood, he can either be more like Twilight or like Sky. He doesn't care at all who is watching. He will pull himself free of his pants, sit down and beckon Reader over to have some fun. He is a kinky bastard! He always wants to cum all over Reader's own sex, slightly rub it in then clean up his own mess, making Reader cum in the process.
Fierce: This man is massive! He doesn't expect Reader to take all of him, but he does encourage them to try their hardest to. He is also similar to Time when it comes to the easy strokes through Reader's hair. He is the Gentle Giant, looking at Reader like they are the most precious thing walking the Earth. Because of that, he will only ever indulge with them in a private area when he can have full control over what happens. He is also a bit of a obsessive and possessive man and he proves it when he cums over where Reader's heart would be, then takes a finger and writes his name through it, showing he is the one and only Reader belongs to. He won't allow it to be cleaned up until it's dry, letting Reader's skin soak in his signature, his mark.
