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Oh to be a dorky assistant robot on a Star Trek esc ship and have all the crew members flirt with me❤️
So I have edited this, but it originally said “human crew members” and even though I would prefer all of the crew, human or otherwise to flirt with me.
the idea of exclusively the humans flirting with the robot assistant is sooo funny to me.
Linda the navigator catching major side eye from her non human coworkers after telling the ship it’s “buttons are looking extra press-able today.”
The ship positive response doesn’t make them feel better.
Hankie-Pankie Pt4
The Hanks pegging series
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Disclaimer: there’s a bit of degrading roleplay, specifically mentioning , free use, exhibition and mentions of cheating . it’s all very light hearted and kinda just a vehicle to call 3 hot.
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Your puppy girl
Fem!Werewolf x Fem!Reader
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warnings: somno, pet play, pussy eating, fingering, panty stealing
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In the dead of winter, the outside world looked more and more like a blank canvas ready to be painted upon each day that passed.
You have always enjoyed this time of year. Although the cold may bring unpleasant feelings and sickness, it could bring community and so much warmth as well.
People banded together when snow began to fall, offering shelter and food to those in need.
You were no different.
It had been a normal day, with the usual drama at work and a busy ride home. All you wanted was some peace and quiet in the sanctity of your cozy apartment… unfortunately, many things would happen that changed your life forever.
If only you had people to spend such a lonely and isolating winter with.
You spent most days alone. No significant other, no hobbies that made life worth living. If you were being honest with yourself, you were just living day to day, hoping to find something that gave you the strength to keep going.
For now, though, you would work, eat, sleep, and do the same thing the next day. No friends, no close friends…
Just you.
The sun was finally setting, and you stared out at the orange and red hues as they danced across the sky. Never before had you seen such a beautiful sunset.
It wasn’t like you to linger by the steps of your apartment for very long after you returned home. Usually, you were quick to get inside so you could take off your heavy winter coat and relax by the fire.
However you stopped to stare at that beautiful sunset, just long enough for some strange events to be set into motion.
While staring out into the sky, you heard something from the woods nearby. It sounded like someone, or well, something crying out to any nearby people for help.
Your first thought was an animal had fallen into the pond out in the woods and gotten itself hurt. It wasn’t uncommon, but something made you doubt that theory.
“Could be a wounded animal… or someone in need of help.”
Either way, you weren’t going to wait around while the owner of that voice was in the freezing cold, possibly hurt and scared.
You could remember what that was like. There had been times in the past when you were left all alone, abandoned in your time of need.
It wasn’t right to stand by while others suffered.
The path into the woods was slick with ice and snow, and you had to hold onto a nearby tree when you slipped and almost fell on your ass. You really weren’t wearing the correct shoes to be trudging through the slurry of icy mud and snow but there wasn’t time for a change of clothes and foot apparel,
The cries grew louder the further you trekked. As you passed the undisturbed pond, you were relieved to know no one had fallen into it. You weren’t sure if you would have been able to help someone if they had.
By the time you reached what was making the noise, the volume of its cries had risen so high that you could hardly heat anything else.
What seemed to be a medium sized dog was laying on the ground on its side, howling and barking before letting out those familiar heart wrenching cries.
Its fur was dark brown, almost black, but with the little light that remained you could see its true color.
“Hey…”
The dog went quiet when you spoke. With its ears perked up, you could tell it was on high alert.
“Are you hurt, little one?”
You crouched down, examining its pelt. There seemed to be no obvious injuries besides its leg being a bit… off looking. “Must of sprained your ankle… with how slippery these paths are, I can understand how.”
Usually, a stray or wild dog wouldn’t let you touch it, but this one didn’t seem to mind when you hoisted it up and walked on your way home. “You’re a big and fluffy thing, aren’t you?”
It was bigger than usual, and you made sure to walk slow and steady through the icy woods. Tripping and falling onto this already scared and injured animal wouldn’t turn out well for either of you.
The first thing you did when you got home was try off their fur. Placing it in front of a heater, you rubbed the towel over its pelt, watching as it closed its eyes in contentment while warm air flowed towards its face.
“Feels nice, doesn’t it?”
The more this dog relaxed in your presence, the more you figured it was someone’s pet. Why else would it be so calm while injured?
After it was warm and dry, you ran your fingers through its fur, thoroughly examining each part of its body to make sure there were no other wounds.
There were a few scratches and cuts, but each one was either old or already healing up. The sprained ankle was what you were most worried about.
As you began examining the bruised and swollen ankle, the fog sniffed at your shoulder and neck, giving your cheek a lick. You smiled down at it, scratching behind its ear. “I bet you have an owner, hmm? You’re a sweet pup.”
Its tail wagged at your words, that seemed to make it happy.
“Isn’t that better?” you cooed, looking down at its bandaged foot. The dog stood and took a few cautious steps. When it realized it could walk slowly without much pain, it barked and wagged its tail before sniffing you again.
“I’ll have to take you to the shelter tomorrow… your owner is probably worried sick.”
You would have done so that night, but carrying a heavy dog home and working a full day had you exhausted. Besides, what animal shelter would be open past 8 pm?
You got to work making yourself some dinner, feeding the dog some of the food from your plate. Pets weren’t really allowed in your complex and any strays were chased off by your landlord, so you didn’t keep any dog food on you.
It gobbled up anything you gave it, sitting by your side as you ate at the kitchen table. A slobbery pink tongue lapped at your hand, licking up any leftover bits of food.
“Hey, ew!” you giggled out, wiping your hand on your jeans. “Sorry, I know you must be hungry. I have some ham in the fridge…”
As it ate some leftover ham, you went to shower.
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Walking around with only a towel, you lifted an eyebrow when you noticed the dog was gone. Hoping it hadn’t run to some corner of your apartment to take a piss and ruin your deposit, you began to look for it.
“C’mere, pup…” you called out, glancing behind your couch. “I got some more ham, c’mon. I gotta take you outside to use the bathroom before I go to bed.”
When you couldn’t find it in the living room, bathroom, or even the storage closet, you turned towards your room. The door was cracked open, when you remembered closing it that morning.
For some reason, you felt… uneasy. There was this primal fear that there were predatory eyes on you, and the hair on your beck was standing on end.
“Hello..?”
You flicked on the light to your bedroom, immediately spotting a lump in your plush comforter. Your shoulders relaxed and you let out a breath you hadn’t realized you had been holding.
“Ah, this is where you went… you have to get off of my bed. I haven’t given you a bath and you could have fleas or-“
The words died in your throat as you yanked off the comforter.
Instead of the ball of fluff you had been expecting to see, your eyes were met with a woman around your age, curled up in your bed.
She stared up at you with wild, yellow eyes, a pair of dog ears on top of her head perking up.
The woman was completely nude, blinking in shock before skittering back. Her back pressed against your headboard, and you stared back with your jaw agape.
It took you both a moment to process what was going on.
Should you scream? Was this a fight or flight situation?
Surprisingly, you were way calmer than you thought you would have been in a situation like this. For god’s sake, there was a naked woman in your bed and you sure as hell hadn’t scheduled a booty call!
“Don’t… be upset.”
The woman’s voice was deep, almost soothing. Her yellow eyes flicked up to meet yours, and she slowly pulled her leg out from under the blanket.
Bandages covered her ankle… this was-
“Oh my god.”
The dog ears, they weren’t some kind of accessory. No… they were real, and so was that tail you could see wagging nervously.
“I’m not human… that’s obvious. I will explain, I swear…” the woman sighed, the dark bags under her eyes crinkling slightly. “But I’m so tired, and the winter this year is harsh. Please… could I stay the night? I’ll tell you all you want to know in the morning…”
You stood there, contemplating your choices. While you were still flabbergasted at the situation you had gotten yourself into, you were able to slowly steady your racing heart.
The situation has not truly changed all that much. There was a being that needed your help, and you had brought that dog home knowing it could bite you or spread disease.
Could you not give an at least partial human being the same courtesy you gave an animal? It would be… inhumane to kick her out into the cold while she was injured and naked, especially when it was pitch black outside.
“… go to the living room, I’ll bring you a change of clothes.”
The woman darted past you with a swiftness that wouldn’t come easy to a human being of a similar stature. She really wasn’t human, but you weren’t quite sure what “non-human” was.
As you gathered an oversized shirt and some pajama pants that would be bagger on her lean frame, you pondered what exactly your next step should be.
When morning would come, what would you do?
Your original plan had been to take the dog to the shelter. It wasn’t feasible for you to take care of an animal while you were living in a tiny apartment.
This was different, though. The shelter wouldn’t accept her, of course not, but you weren’t sure if a human shelter would accept her either.
“Thank you…” she said softly, looking up through her thick eyelashes. When you paid more attention, you noticed how pretty she was. Yellow eyes that shone in the dim light of your living room, soft looking black hair, and a nice figure…
“It’s no problem. We’ll talk in the morning, alright? Get some sleep.”
You locked your door that night. Despite being kind enough to let a stranger into your home, your big heart didn’t make you stupid.
After you were sound asleep, the woman stood, her cheeks flushed a dark pink. There was a smell that had her body trembling with need, and she had been struggling to contain her lust all night.
She snuck into the bathroom, searching around silently until she found the source of that smell that drove her crazy.
A pair of lacy panties, the crotch slightly damp. She could remember you emitting a smell of arousal earlier when you were on your phone, and she was incredibly curious.
What had gotten you this worked up?
She lifted the pair to her nose, taking an intense whiff before letting out a shuddering moan. Her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head as the heavenly scent filled her nostrils.
It was a bit embarrassing, but she slowly poked out her tongue to lick the damp spot, immediately growing wet at your taste.
You had been so kind to her, for no reason at all. When most people and werewolves alike would have swiftly abandoned an injured pup like her, you instead let her into her home.
Not only did you care for her wounds, but you fed and even clothed her.
She was just smitten.
Her hand moved to her now clothed cunt. She felt a bit guilty getting the pajamas you gave her dirty, but she couldn’t help but touch herself through the fabric.
“Mmph…”
The sound of her tail wagging and thumping against the floor could be heard by the downstairs neighbors. She was too busy getting off to the thought of devouring your pretty pussy to notice…
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In the morning, you called in sick to work. It just wouldn’t be possible for you to leave this… person in your house while you were gone.
“Alright, you promised you’d explain,” you said, placing a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast in front of her. “Get to talking.”
You waited patiently as she wolfed down the breakfast you had prepared for her. She seemed even hungrier than she had been the night before, if it was possible.
“So… I’m a werewolf.”
Well, that wasn’t a huge shock. The revelation made relative sense, she could turn into a dog-like creature after all.
“I thought werewolves were like… big, hairy monsters. You turn into a medium sized dog.”
The woman huffed at that, waving her fork. “Well sorry, but over time werewolves have bred with basic humans and our transformations have become weaker each generation. Only a selective few can muster a full transformation, and they’re usually from families that do… the whole inbreeding thing.”
You rubbed your temple. Learning about werewolves at all wasn’t something you were super interested in, and now she was giving you more info than you needed.
“Alright, alright. You’re a werewolf. What about your living situation?”
The mood changed, the woman’s eyes becoming a bit dark and distant as she looked away.
“… even for my generation, my transformation is weak. I was kicked out of my pack when I came of age, and I’ve been pretty much winging it ever since.”
It was quiet for a moment. The situation she was in reminded you of many stories you heard from other people. Fresh adults being kicked out for being different, it was a tale as old as time.
“I see…”
Something clicked in your mind as you watched the way she curled up on your couch, her knees pressing against her chest.
“You don’t have anywhere to stay?”
With a nod, she took another bite of the second you heaped onto her plate. “Nope…”
You hoped you wouldn’t regret what you were about to say.
“This winter has been pretty harsh so far… alright. At least until winter is over, you can stay here.”
Maybe with another person living with you, even for just a while, you’d be less lonely during the most depressing season of the year.
She perked up, her tail beginning to wag as her eyes brightened. “You mean it? I can-“
“You’ll be paying for your own rent and food, of course.”
This made her pout a little, which you found strangely cute. “Of course… I can hunt for my own food. We can discuss rent after a shower, I’m sure I don’t smell very pleasant.”
She wasn’t wrong.
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You curled up in bed after a long day. After taking her to buy some clothes and essentials, she handed over a wad of cash to be used for rent. It seemed she had enough money to keep herself afloat…
Renting wasn’t easy though, and you could understand why. Hiding her nature proved difficult. She was kicked out of several places for having a pet she wasn’t supposed to… but the werewolf was the very dog they accused her of having.
You turned on your side, rubbing your tired eyes. Work was a must, and you refused to miss another day.
Once you drifted off and your breathing evened out, your door creaked open.
A pair of yellow eyes peeked into your room, the soft swishing sound of her tail wagging mixing with the soft hum of your heater.
Like a true predator of the night, she snuck closer. It was easy to climb into your bed without your noticing. You were a heavy sleeper, and she was stealthy.
Her eyes settled on your breasts, your pretty nipples poking your thin shirt. The air was a bit chilly, she had noticed that when she walked in.
‘Don’t worry, I’ll warm you up…’
You were her savior, and all she wanted to do was repay you!
And maybe she was a little horny too…
Her fingers toyed with your nipples through your shirt as her knee rubbed against your clothed cunt.
She gave your breasts a squeeze, her wolf ears twitching when you whined in your sleep. ‘Ahh, so cute…’
After she gave you a nuzzle with her nose, she peppered kisses along your neck and chest, licking your exposed skin.
Taking off your shirt without waking you wasn’t easy, but she was fast and good at reading your body language.
Her lips wrapped around one of your nipples, and she began lightly humping your leg as she suckled gently. Your panties were getting wet, and the way she was toying with your clit through the damp fabric wasn’t helping things.
That pretty pussy of yours was oozing with arousal, and she abandoned your breasts immediately. Her eyes locked onto your panties, and she pulled them back just enough to get a good look at you.
From your puffy lips to your cute, throbbing clit, she couldn’t tear her eyes away. Already, drool fell down her chin and she couldn’t help but give you a little lick.
You tasted like Heaven, and she was addicted.
Soon her tongue was buried in your pussy, her hands keeping your thighs apart. You squirmed and whined in your sleep, and she had to pull away before you came.
Even with her skill, she was surprised you hadn’t woken up yet. Now she knew how much she could get away with before you were stirred from sleep…
After she dressed you again, the werewolf girl left your room, yearning for more.
How could she please you next?
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For the next week or so, you became well acquainted with your new puppy.
Most of the time, she acted more like a dog than a human. When you got home from work, she’d jump up from wherever she’d been sitting and run to the door, sniffing and nuzzling against you.
You figured it was just a thing werewolves did, and didn’t question how quickly she had bonded with you.
More often than not you’d spot her making some sort of nest out of your blanket and clothes, all curled up and happy. She wasn’t doing anything wrong, per say, but you wished she wouldn’t get your blankets and clothes all filthy with dirt and some kind of sticky substance.
Was she eating something gooey while bundled up..? It smelled… musky…
You scratched her head, letting out a sigh as she carried around your hoodie. “It’s the middle of winter now. You don’t have any warm clothes, do you?”
She thought for a moment before shaking her head. “No, not really. It’s been hard finding work because I have nothing to wear.”
You rubbed your temple. “I have my day off tomorrow… I was going to pig out on snacks and sleep in, but I guess we’ll go shopping instead.”
She didn’t seem to sense your annoyance, and only gave your hand a happy lick before climbing into your lap.
That was normal, right? Her licking your face, curling up in your lap, and nibbling on your neck and ears was just… common werewolf behavior, wasn’t it?
In the morning, she bundled up in one of your coats and followed after you as the two of you walked along the icy sidewalks. Snow fell lazily, covering the hood of your jacket.
“I’ve never been shopping before.”
You glanced at her with a raised eyebrow. “Where did you get your clothes from, then?”
Her eyes hardened, and she opened the first shop door with a huff. “When I was in my pack, we stayed in our wolf forms. No need for clothes… and when I was kicked out, I stole and looked through dumpsters.”
Your heart clenched in your chest. It hurt knowing such a friendly girl had been thrown out for not meeting the pack’s standards.
“Well, shopping is pretty fun. C’mon.”
The two of you started off with some casual winter clothes. Long sleeved shirts, pants, and lots of layers. She favored earthy colors like green and brown, but you noticed a few pink and yellow items in her bag.
“Your shoes are worn out, let’s find you a better pair of boots.”
You helped her try on multiple pairs before she settled on some brown boots with fluffy pompoms. “Ahh, these are very warm and sturdy…”
“The pompoms are cute, too. You look good in them.”
Her cheeks flushed pink at your compliment, and her tail thumped around under her skirt. You had to be careful, someone would notice her tail moving.
Before leaving the house, you covered her ears and tail. If someone found out what she was, you’d both be in danger.
“… come on, let’s go to the next store.”
On your way to find her some underwear and bras, she turned towards a pet store. Her eyes were on a picture of a dog on the front window.
“This is a pet store..?” you whispered as she browsed the selection. Despite your words, the werewolf continued to look through the dog treats.
“Guess I’ll leave you to it.”
You walked around the store, only glancing at the shelves for a moment before moving on.
There were Christmas decorations covering the shelves, making you remember that it was only a few days before the holiday.
‘Guess I can get her a little something…’
You peaked into the aisle, watching as she stared at a frilly pink collar, with a bell and ribbon at the front. She picked it up, jingling the bell and letting out an interested “ooo”.
After getting home, you wrapped up the collar and leash with your cheeks warm with embarrassment.
Imagining her with that collar on… made you feel strange.
On Christmas morning, she yawned as you placed a plate of waffles in front of her. She didn’t seem to know about the holiday, so you petted her head before bringing her to the tree.
Over the past month, the two of you had become close and you had come to care for her. She made everything a lot less lonely, and you wanted to repay her.
“This is for you…”
She blinked as you set the present in her lap. Her tail began to wag, and she unwrapped it quickly.
When she pulled out the pink collar, her eyes widened. “You… got this for me?”
Her entire face was red, and her tail thumped against the floor so hard it looked like it hurt.
“I just wanted to thank you. It’s been nice having someone around for a change…”
You weren’t good at this. It had been several years since you last have someone a gift, and never before had you gifted a collar and leash.
She stared down at the collar for a moment before she pickled the clasp atound her neck, her yellow eyes looking up at you.
“I love it… but I didn’t get you anything…”
For a moment she seemed guilty, her wolf ears flattening against her head. This didn’t last for long.
Her eyes sparkled when she had an idea. Suddenly, her leash was in your hand, and she sat at your feet like an obedient puppy as she pawed at your pajama pants.
“W-what are you doing?” you stuttered out, yelping when she pulled down your pants and buried her face into your clothed cunt.
“This is your present…”
She licked you through your panties, letting out a happy yip when she tasted your arousal. It was her favorite!
“B-but..!”
You groaned, your hand grabbing a fistful of her hair. It felt too good, her tongue was long and a bit rough. You could feel it, even through your thick cotton panties.
“You always like it when I lick here…” she said with a sigh, looking up at you dreamily. “Nearly wakes you up sometimes…”
It took you a few seconds to process the implication behind her words. “You do this when I’m sleeping?!”
She nodded, nuzzling her nose against your panties. “Of course! I have to make my mate happy and relaxed!”
Her… mate?
It was clear that werewolves had a different idea of what was and wasn’t allowed. Still, you huffed and pulled her closer, pulling your panties to the side.
“If this is a gift, then do it right, pup.”
You tugged on her leash, and she complied immediately.
Her tongue lapped at your folds, as if testing the waters. When she wasn’t fast enough, you have her leash another tug. “C’mon, don’t act shy now. You’ve been eating my pussy for a month while I sleep, now get in there.”
She whined a bit, her cheeks red when she latched onto your clit. It throbbed in her mouth, and she suckled gently while her pants clutched your soft thighs.
She moved her mouth to your hole, lapping at it before pushing her tongue in. Your pussy was dripping, and she licked up every single drop.
“Use your fingers too, pup…”
Tentatively, she pushed a finger into you, moving it in and out. When you let out a satisfied moan, her tail began to pick up speed. “Like this?”
“Mhm… such a good girl…”
You cupped her cheek, watching her eat you out. Her cute, pink tongue moved out your clit as she inserted another finger, stretching you out a bit.
“Mmm… lay down for me, okay?”
Like the obedient puppy she was, she immediately laid on her back. Her fluffy tail was tucked between her legs, a sign of submission.
“Lemme see…”
You moved her tail out of the way, smirking at how wet she had gotten. “All this from tasting my pussy? Such a naughty girl…”
Your thumb brushed against her clit, and her back arched up. She was so desperate and sensitive, her tongue poking out as she panted heavily.
“Patience…”
You hooked her leash onto the couch, offering her your pussy as you moved to eat out hers. 69ing had being something you had only seen in porn, and you were excited to try.
Instantly she was drawn to your pushy, devouring it like a mindless beast. You moved your hips, riding her face a bit before you leaned down to get your first taste of her.
She almost tasted sweet, and you were quick to bury your tongue into her cunt. The little noises she made while you explored her with your tongue and fingers were adorable, and you held down her hips every time she tried to buck them into your mouth.
“Easy, pup. Keep doing that and I’ll stop.”
It was so hard to control herself, so she took out her frustration on your cunt. She sucked on your fat pussy lips, ignoring your engorged clit. It seemed like she was being a bit of a brat.
You’d have to fix that.
With a yank of her collar, you cooed and guided her mouth back to your clit. “Right there, puppy. Such a silly girl, don’t even know where to make me feel good do you? You wouldn’t do that on purpose, you’re supposed to be my sweet puppy.”
She blushed, and obediently went back to suckling on your clit. One hand stayed at your cunt, pumping her fingers in and out, while the other one held onto your plump ass.
“That’s my girl…”
To reward her good behavior, you added another finger, stretching out her hole. “See what good puppies get? They get their cunt stretched out.”
“I-I’m a good puppy! Promise!” she babbled around your clit, suckling harder. “I wanna make you feel good…”
You smiled, giving her clit another lick before latching on. You could feel her body trembling beneath you, and orgasm incoming. She was so close, and since she was being a good pup you decided to let her cum.
As she came, you started to ride her face clit brushing against her nose. She was in a daze, completely absorbed in your pussy and scent.
The only thing she could think about was how happy she was when you came in her mouth.
Once the two of you were thoroughly satisfied, you held her limp body in your lap. You squeezed her tits with one hand, the other rubbing circles into her overstimulated clit.
“Who’s my good puppy?”
She whimpered, keeping her legs open for you.
“Me…”
After this, the two of you decided it was best if she simply continued to live with you. After all, you were lonely and she had nowhere else to go. It was a win-win!
Every morning you woke up to her licking your cunt through your panties, ready to start the day by pleasing her mate. She was basically attached to your cunt, always wanting to be between your legs.
When you left, she missed you so much that she’d chew on your panties when you were gone, rubbing the clothing item between her legs and cumming all over them.
Of course, you didn’t mind at all. You had grown fond of her, and the two of you became a thing.
As she held your hand while walking to a restaurant for dinner, her pink collar jingled and you couldn’t help but tug a bit on her leash to hear that sweet sound again.
Your sweet pup was as happy as could be, and you were as well.
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So I have several of my own non human characters I would like to do reader insert stuff with.
But very few are men, and I don’t want to put a bunch of effort of setting up intros if y’all are only gonna interact with the 2 men on the roster.
Wanna read about female creatures? Any preference on what kind?
Gimme all your creatures
Fantasy creatures
Alien/sci-fi creatures
Gimme the men
Not interested in original content
So I have several of my own non human characters I would like to do reader insert stuff with.
But very few are men, and I don’t want to put a bunch of effort of setting up intros if y’all are only gonna interact with the 2 men on the roster.
Wanna read about female creatures? Any preference on what kind?
Gimme all your creatures
Fantasy creatures
Alien/sci-fi creatures
Gimme the men
Not interested in original content
First date
Denji x reader
I have received a crumb of validation from a stranger on the internet, momentarily waking me from my writers block coma. Enjoy Pt.2 of yelling in the rain while I go back to sleep.
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Operation good boy taglist
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Might just be me but I find a very specific brand of religious smut super hot.
That being, virtuous person hates you for tempting them. Think disneys De Rollo
Like devout, sworn to celibacy level person, who is slowly losing it each time they see you. They smile and greet you just like everyone else but are plagued with lustful dreams of you every night, even better if you’re not intentionally tempting them.
They begin interacting with you more and each time you visit, surely they just need to cleanse you to be rid of their afflictions, they have never strayed for a moment clearly you’re the issue.
I want them delusional to the max, fully convincing themselves that you know what you’re doing, that the sinful lust they feel is not their fault and something you did to them. That your every action is a desperate plea for them to give up their faith and take you.
Then one night they give, in only a little, maybe touch themselves, spending the whole time thinking about how you did this to them. That it’s not their fault, no mortal could ever resist your sinful influence, they are just another victim to your temptation.
Mabye they hate the idea that they might not be the only one you’ve tempted.
They aren’t taking up more of your time to hear your sultry voice or feel the warmth of your skin through brief touches, they merely wish to save others from damnation.
As a devout individual even they struggle so they cannot fathom what might become of less disciplined people.
They huff a jacket you forgot while cursing your name through moans and whimpers, no doubt another ploy of yours they have fallen for.
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Might add to this later if the mood strikes me >:)
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Hankie Pankie
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Hankie Pankie Taglist
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@loidswife27 @spaceboyfriendstape @slytherincookiemonster @ash-the-best-b1tch @exactly4spiders @crp-luv-428 @micah-ld @ewafag @https-katsukiiii
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First date
Denji x Rich! Reader
Operation: good boy
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Whenever you’re asked about your first date with Denji, you talk about your second date because Denji was adamant the first one didn’t count. your official first date was fairly basic then she had taken you to a movie if you were being entirely honest, you much preferred your actual first date.
Hankie Pankie Hanks pegging fic Pt.3
Check Me Out!
you cannot fathom how much effort it took to not have a majority of this fic be just me info dumping on proper pegging etiquette, I expect excessive and exaggerated praise in the comments.
Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4
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Operation: good boy
Denji x rich reader
Meeting First date
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There was a time when Denji referring to himself as a dog made you very uncomfortable, not in the kink-shamey way you might think. The issue you took was what being a dog meant to Denji, that he deserved less than everyone around him.
Denji doesn't talk much about his past, but you've heard enough to know he's been through horrors you couldn't imagine and was made to believe that he didn't deserve any better. So, when he would accept bad treatment or try to give up his own comfort for your sake, saying he was practically a mutt anyway, it hurt your heart.
For a while you didn't know how to help him, at first you tried to tell him he was nothing like a dog. You quickly learned that not only did Denji not fully understand the concerning nature of his self image, but also that being a dog was so ingrained within him that it had become part of his identity, even getting genuinely confused at the prospect of not being viewed as dog-like.
So, you pivoted. If Denji was a dog, then he'll be the most spoiled and pampered dog this world will ever see.
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@spaceboyfriendstape
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Hankie-Pankie Hanks pegging fic Pt.2
Check me out!
Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4
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waiting patiently for hanks pegging fic 😋 not nearly enough hankie pankie on this tag
Listen I’m writing smut for 5 of my special little guys, not only am I projecting all my lovey dovey fantasies in to this fic but I’m also struggling to both stay true to their characters and make them sound sexy, it’s more of a skill issue on my part.
I can break stuff into smaller parts to her it out faster if that tickles your pickle.
I’m super happy that you’re exited for it though!
