Sweet Seals For You, Always
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we're not kids anymore.
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taylor price
almost home
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Origami Around
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if i look back, i am lost
Sade Olutola
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Pet Play - Werewolf Bf
Rating: Grapefruit
Content: Petplay
Characters: Male Werewolf / f!Reader
Note: Werewolf and reader explore pet play for the first time. Things get.. kinky.
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you had been dating a very shy werewolf for weeks but he always hesitant to be intimate with you. when you finally ask him why blushes and whispers in your ear:
“I want you to wear the leash.”
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Werewolf Boyfriend (Rohit)
A wild werewolf in the shadows of the Hearthway Hollow forest. A commission for @vintagehoneybees
female reader x male monster
You’ve driven out into the deepest depths of the Hearthway Forest. In the back of your jeep is a cage containing a Long Eared Bat. It had been brought to your ranger station by a young woman whose cat had brought it in one evening. The wildlife vet had taken it in, healing the poor thing until it got better.
The Long Eared bats were on the endangered and threatened species list, so you had outfitted it with a tracking device. With that, you could follow it around and make sure it was ok, and if possible, be able to track others to keep track of their numbers. You were now returning it to the caves where it could find shelter, and it’s way back home.
“Ok little guy,” you say as you take the cage out. “This has been fun, but I am fairly certain that you want to get back to your old life.” You carefully remove him from the cave and place him on the rocks near the mouth of the cave.
“We sure are going to miss you,” you watch it as it fidgets and wiggles. Its ears stick up, and it seems to understand where it is. “I’m gonna miss your cute little face every day,” you smile.
The bat fidgets then its ears flick too and fro.
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mitsurugi WIP
A mini NSFW of Werewolf with fluffy cuddles afterwards?
You were always excited for a full moon. The bright silver rays on a clear night sky brought out a little more eagerness as you hurried towards your lovers home.
It was late. You were late. Having being held back by work, you couldn’t have torn yourself away until now. But you knew your lover wouldn’t mind. At least, human them wouldn’t.
The house was quiet. Not even a gentle breeze stirred the leaves outside but you barely noticed. It was cold tonight and you wanted to get warm as soon as possible.
Stepping through the threshold, you called out softly. Alerting the home owner to your arrival.
“Sorry I’m late. They need some extra hands at the-”
The bulk of muscle slammed you to the ground before you could finish. Their hot breath rushed over the back of your neck as they mounted you. You could feel them pressing against your back as they grinded down. Already too eager to feel you against them. Their claws tore away the fabric that hid their prize. And you felt their nose press between your legs. Causing you to gasp as a thick, wet tongue slapped between your thighs.
The wolf growled with satisfaction as your body arched against them. Responding deliciously to the wolf’s attention. You rolled your hips, feeling their most sensitive parts twitch against you.
It wasn’t long until you were flipped onto your back and the werewolf bent your legs. Taking you on the floor rough and relentless. Howling their pleasure as you clung to them. Your own body bouncing with each thrust. Clawing at their fur and screaming their name as your climax surged forward.
Your lover didn’t stop, not until you were limp in their arms. Barely able to whimper as they licked you clean. Their tongue lapping up every bit of juice from your body.
It was early morning when the wolf finally left you be. Picking you up and carrying you to your shared bed. Curling around you and holding you in their arms until morning.
dorcas unknowingly ate some of the viagra-”poisoned” mutton candy
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Male dragon x female reader (nsfw)
This was the very first request I got, from a dear friend on my other writing blog, the moment I put this one up. You know who you are, this one is for you, and I’m sorry it took me nearly a month to complete.
Female reader x male dragon, nsfw.
There had always been a dragon that lived in the mountain to the east of the small, prosperous town where you’d lived your whole life. People talked about it in the tavern, strangers came to try to hike up to see it, but no one ever came back alive. Whether there really was a dragon up there, eating anyone who dared disturb his rest, or whether the ascent up the mountain was simply too dangerous, no one knew, but the town’s economy thrived off it.
And so did you.
You loved dragons.
As a child you’d always dreamed of being the maiden captured by the dragon, and instead of being held captive by it, you talked with the dragon, and it would befriend you, keeping the self-absorbed princes and knights and noblemen away who dared to imagine you needed ‘rescuing’.
You’d rescue yourself anyway, thank you very much.
But one day when you’d outgrown the fairy tales that fuelled your curiosity as a child, you decided to go looking for something more tangible than ink on paper. Perhaps you’d spent too long listening to Old Cobb in the tavern, going on and on about the dragon and his hoard, and maybe you’d inhaled too much of his pipe-smoke, because you’d had some interesting dreams that night. It seemed your fantasies had grown up with you.
So, after breakfast, you set off for the mountain. It soon became evident why no one returned. It was clear that the ascent had killed a disturbing number of people. The path was ragged and uneven underfoot to start with, abominably steep in places, with rocky precipices to traverse along, and sheer rock-faces to climb. Once you’d passed the curtain-wall of rock, however, you found that the way wound up more gently through tall pines, eventually emerging at the bottom of a scree-slope, above which was the smoking entrance to the dragon’s lair.
No one in living memory had actually seen the dragon. Perhaps it was just the mouth of a semi-dormant volcano. Maybe undetectable noxious gases were what killed people. Shrugging, you decided you’d come that far, and made your way carefully to the top.
It took a while for your eyes to adjust to the plunging darkness inside, but when they did and your vision cleared, you gasped. Curled up on a rock at the back of the cave, illuminated by a shaft of sunlight from the cave roof, tail twitching sporadically, was indeed a dragon, fast asleep and breathing deeply and evenly. The breath entered and left its lungs like a set of blacksmith’s bellows.
A pebble rolled under your foot and skittered away across the smooth cave floor.
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Dragon Boyfriend 3
A dragon commission for @ladyccr who wanted a dark dragon named Astarot who is basically a dragon librarian. I hope you love him too.
The dragon had long been dormant. For years the people in your village whispered that he would never come out again. Perhaps he had died. Or maybe he had never existed at all. Kids often played near the mouth of the cave, threatening and daring each other before they all scampered away scared.
Everyone in the village was content until the day the dragon woke. It was as if everything became frozen. People gazed and gaped as the dragon’s shadow covered the village. He soared above the town, flying off into the distance. Once he was gone everyone scrambled. The elders met to discuss what to do. Everyone hid in their homes, children screamed, women wept. The men threatened to kill the dragon once he went back into his cave.
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Dragon Boyfriend
Dragon boyfriend got a ton of anon votes! But @jasura requested a dragon love first, so this request goes out to you! I think I can’t possibly keep getting better, but each new monster brings out something special. Keep requests coming guys!
You wake up, groaning as you lift yourself. Your head is throbbing and your vision is blurry for a few moments. The room comes into focus and you stare out across a cavern filled with gold and jewels and treasures beyond measure. Your breath catches in your throat and you remember what happened before you fell unconscious.
A dragon had attacked the castle, you were charged with protecting the princess and making sure she made it to the catacombs of the castle. But in her typical fashion, the princess refused and insisted she stay in her room with all her finery. She screamed and kicked, punching you several times when you told her that her chambers were not safe. She told you the catacombs were filthy and unfit for her, but you were more than welcome to go into the catacombs and stay, considering you were just a walking corpse to her anyways.
She made it to her room, locking you out and yelling insults at you until the ceiling caved in. After that you’re unsure what happened, you don’t know the fate of the castle or the princess but part of you is certain she was crushed to death. Then again, you were almost certain you were crushed as well. Instead, you find yourself placed in the center of the dragon’s hoard.
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R1８サンプルやそいな参加します | ななな「posted with permission」
Them Hoshidan festivals got Ryoma all hot ‘n’ sweaty. boi needs to cool down.
I really liked dancer Ryoma in feh and am hella sad I didn’t get him
Imagine you're reduced to your primal nature...
Hello! First time submitting something, love credit to my blog fantasies-and-exploring as I’m open to requests! This is a fill for request #132.3 for some good old-fashioned primal male on female breeding! It’s not very traditional but very primal, so I hope it scratches a few itches!
Twigs snapped, startling the woman as she walked alone through the dense undergrowth, she swivelled her head in alarm but saw nothing in the forest around her. She shivered, feeling a sliver of unease run down her spine and causing goosebumps to spring up along her bare skin despite the humidity. She didn’t remember how she’d gotten here to the forest, nor anything before, she’d simply woken up nestled under a bush, alone among the quiet trees. Twigs snapped again behind her, and this time the woman turned in time to see a man following her.
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Forgot to upload this commission, whoops! Rough, wild lovin’ between Zev and Aby
Imagine You Go Into Heat in a Club
You were not prepared for this heat.
Everything pointed to your next heat not being due for another three weeks, and yet here you are feeling so empty and warm at the same time. Why did Emily have to talk you into joining your co-workers for drinks after work? On top of that, why did all your friends have to be omegas or betas? None of them would be able to satisfy you.
“Will you excuse me for a second?” Damn, your breathing is too shallow for your words to sound right.
“Hey, are you okay?” Erin asks, her eyebrows turned up in concern.
“Yeah, I just need some water,” you lie, but head to the bar anyway.
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Blackman’s House
Ethan’s cock slid into me easily and smoothly, my lubed hole providing no resistance as he thrust into me. He groaned delightedly and I shushed him. I didn’t want my parents to hear us fucking and they were just a few doors down. I looked up from my doggy style fucking at the door, expecting to hear footsteps. None came.
Ethan is nice. He’s my gym buddy I met last year and we’ve enjoyed the odd fuck from time to time. He’s not a great lover, if you know what I mean, but he’s okay. He’s got a hot body that’s undeniable. Clear abs, strong core, solid shoulders and impressive biceps, but his cock was a bit lacking. He pushed into me, increasing in speed, his cock lightly grazing my prostate. I groaned, to let him know it felt good. His thrusts got faster and more desperate, as his weak balls got closer to cumming. I wish he could last a bit longer than two minutes… As his thrusts got there most frenzied, his balls slapping against my ass, he let out a orgasmic cry and his cock began to shoot. This was the part I loved about Ethan, he always served up a good load. I think the least amount I’ve had from him was 10 spurts of jizz. As he buried his cock in me, and flooded my ass with his seed, the bedroom door was flung open. I lifted my head to see Dad in the doorway in his dressing gown.
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Imagine you're in prison...Part 1
Request 119 - 7. you’re a tough little urban dude imprisoned for some small-time crime. You’ve got a couple of huge, burly cellmates who seem terrifying at first but they’re really nice to you, and when one of them finally gets around to fucking you he’s super gentle and affectionate; he makes you feel good. Soon the pair of them are plowing you night after night and they’re very protective of you, especially when you start to plump up with at least one of their babies…
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Prison was the last place you should be. Out in the real-world men already looked at you, and your small frame with delicate features, and told you to get on your knees and suck their cocks. A sweet smile, a squeezing grip around their favourite appendage and an offer to bite it off generally stopped second propositions, but that was out there. You had friend’s out there, weapons; here, you have nothing and you can already see the looks your getting as you’re led to your cell.
“Fuck,” was the only word in your mind as your cellmates stood up from their beds. Under ordinary circumstances, they’d be hot, cocks you’d love to bounce on but here, where you have no way to protect yourself they were a threat. They dwarfed you by at least a head and were both built like tanks. The brunet’s hands looked like they could span your thin waist. “I’m Ron,” the black-haired man starts, “this is Havers,” he nods towards the other. “I’m Daniel,” you state, trying to sound confident striding into the room.
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