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Yandere Twin Vampire Brothers x Gender Neutral Human Turned Vampire Reader
CW: Incest between the vampire brothers, mildly dubious consent, intoxication, reader initiated sex, threesome, spit as lube, cum as lube, biting, blood sucking, forced to drink blood, forced to turn into a vampire, bullying, bully gets killed, beating, reader has temporarily broken bones, temporary injury, overprotective yanderes, general yandere behavior, twin yanderes, surprisingly whole ending, surprisingly happy ending
Word Count: 3.3k
(I know this kind of fic isn't for everyone between the violence the bully receives and the incest, but I hope a lot of people like it anyway. I worked very hard. Also yes, this is a repost because the original had an accidentally gendered pronoun. I apologize if anyone read that and experienced dysphoria.)
You had made a mistake. One that would, soon enough, prove to be a fatal one. Not just for you.
In your haste to start a task you had as one of the townâs carpenters you had turned a corner and ran right into the town brute himself, Jorry. Running into him, at any time, could result in a punch from his large meaty fists, but he had been carrying eggs freshly laid from his hens. This resulted in egg yolk covering an outraged Jorry.
Jorry had bullied you for as long as you could remember, he and his friends pummeling you whenever you happened upon them while he was in a bad mood. Or in any mood really. He just really liked using you as a punching bag. Most people left such behavior in childhood, but not Jorry.
You wasted no time at all in fleeing upon seeing who you had ran into. You werenât quite in the mood to be nursing a broken nose that day. Luckily he had to wipe egg goop out of his eyes and that gave you some crucial extra seconds to make yourself scarce.
Despite making it a good way out of your village, the angered Jorry pursued you. He was nothing if not persistent. You hesitated a bit, but decided your only hope was to flee into the cave that everyone in all the nearby villages were terrified of. No one could remember the truth of the matter, but it had long been forbidden to enter. Many superstitious folks wouldnât even travel within viewing distance of it.
You did not put much faith in superstition though, and no matter what was in there it couldnât be worse than how badly Jorry would beat you if he caught up to you. If you had just taken your punishment in town someone would have happened by or heard your screams and he wouldnât have been able to do nearly as much as he would all the way out here.
Again, a truly fatal miscalculation. You damn fool.
Hoping that you were safe in the cave you crouched in the shadows. But, while absurdly violent, your pursuer was not particularly dimwitted. He pretty quickly surmised that the cave was the logical place for you to have gone. You heard him scream and call for you in the distance.
The only chance to avoid the beating of your lifetime was to retreat farther into the cave. You crept back as silently as humanly possibly. When you went as far back as you could you came across an old metal door, carved into the rock surrounding it were twisting serpents. An ancient rune of unknown meaning was etched into the door itself.
Staring at it filled you with dread and you were possessed with the all consuming urge to flee the way you had come, but it was forgotten as if it was never there when you heard Jorry again, this time near the entrance of the cave. If he entered it now he would be able to see you. Light still made it this far.
With the subtle magic of the rune no longer working on you, you slowly opened the metal door and entered into what looked like an underground mausoleum. An underground tomb long forgotten by the histories of man.
You found yourself between two large rectangles of stone. A chill ran up your spine when you realized they were sarcophagi. Evidently the final resting place for two souls left to the dark and dust of this cave. They were plain and unadorned, other than some words on the top. You leaned over and tried to make out the inscription on one when you suddenly heard the unmistakable sound of stone grating against stone.
The sarcophagus opposite of you moved before the one in front of you did. You tripped backwards in fright as the lids were pushed aside and two pale emaciated corpses pulled themselves up and faced your direction. You couldnât quite tell in the dark but it seemed like their eyes were completely black, creating a chilling contrast with their pale skin.
The thin pale figures slowly began to pull themselves out of their not so final resting places as you got over your initial shock, got up, and got the fuck out of there. You sprinted past the metal door and back into the front of the cave.
You were so engrossed with the current task of running away from the corpses of the damned risen to do any manner of unholy things to those still living that you did not see Jorry as he entered the cave. For the second time that day you careened right into him, knocking you both out of the cavern and on to the dirt outside.
Jorry growled and grabbed your leg, pulling you over to him.
âYou ran like a bitch, finally decide itâs better to face your punishment?â
âNo, no, no, you donât understan-â
He pinned you and began wailing away at your smaller body with his mighty fists. Blow after blow. Your nose was surely broken. Then he got up and started stomping on you with his powerful foot. Now some ribs were certainly broken too.
Suddenly you heard Jorry yelp and the beating stopped. Your face was swollen and bloodied, your mind consumed by the pain of broken bones. You couldnât tell what was going on. Jorry was screaming, blubbering like a girl. The dearly departed had been slowed due to their time without feeding, but with Jorry distracted by his treatment of you he was easy enough prey.
The thin pale figures had him down on the ground, pinning him with less effort than he had pinned you. They bit into his body, ravenously drinking his blood. Not enough to kill him, but enough to reinvigorate themselves and make him weak and helpless. Barely able to move.
You had managed to wipe the blood from your face and saw what was transpiring. You tried your best to drag yourself through the dirt and put distance between yourself and them, but you only managed to get about a foot away before they finally noticed you.
âAlaric look! The one who saved us⊠they need tending to.â
The vampire evidently named Alaric joined his companion in looking over you. As injured as you were, you struggled to plea for mercy.
âShhh, shhh. We arenât going to hurt you. Weâd never hurt our savior.â
âIâm Anthelm Noctwind and this is my twin brother Alaric Noctwind. We're going to help.â
Anhelm positioned himself so that your head was propped up in his lap. He bit at his wrist until blood was flowing.
âHere. Drink.â
You weren't sure what lore was true and what was merely myth, but you were fairly positive that it was universally agreed upon that turning into a vampire required the consumption of oneâs blood. You struggled to turn away but you were powerless to do so. Alaric held your mouth open as Anthelm held his bleeding wrist above it.
Blood dripped in and you gagged as you were forced to swallow. It tasted the same as any blood, though perhaps a little sweeter. Shortly after you consumed it you lost consciousness. Both due to the blood itself and your rather severe injuries.
They took you and Jorry back into the cave. It would take the rest of the day and a lot of the night for you to turn and heal. Alaric carried you with the utmost care and consideration for your wounds while just picking up Jorry and tossing him in unceremoniously, causing him to cry out in pain as he hit the hard rocky floor.
âIâd kill you now and decorate this place with your entrails, but we need you for something, so just keep quiet.â
Between Jorryâs incessant pleas to be freed and his attempt to run out of the cavern while they were both busy watching you resulted in his clothes being torn from him and ripped into strips that were used to bind and gag him.
Alaric, the cruelest of the brothers, watched in amusement as their hog tied victim cried and shook in fear. The hulking peasant experiencing the fear of death for the first time. The amused vampire went over to him and pet him like he was a pet, in mock sympathy.
âDonât worry~,â Alaric cooed, âYouâll be out of your misery soon enough.â
That prompted renewed struggles from the naked man. Alaric only laughed in a maniacal fashion as he returned to your side. They had removed their coats, still pristine as the day they had been sealed away, and used them as bedding for you.
They patiently waited for hours, Alaric occasionally taunting poor Jorry, until you finally stirred. The swelling had gone, your bones had mended, and they had licked up the blood that had covered your face. The only evidence that you had ever suffered at all were the bloodstains on your clothing.
It was well past midnight, the twins had lit a fire to keep you and themselves warm. You could see them clearly now that your face was healed. They both looked exactly alike, down to the same outfits. High class, but outdated, attire. They had pale grey eyes that observed your every movement, completely different from the black voids you thought you had seen earlier. Flawless pale skin with delicate, feminine, features. Their long straight hair accentuated their looks perfectly. They could certainly pass as women if they wore the right attire. Maybe they lured in victims that way.
You were confused and more than a bit groggy, but you managed to piece together all the events that had transpired before your rest. You jumped up and made for the door but they were quicker than anything, human or animal, that you had ever encountered. One got behind you with his hand on your shoulders and the other stood in front with his hand on your cheek.
âDonât be afraid, dove. We arenât going to hurt you.â
You whimpered as they each took one of your hands and guided you over to Jorry.
âYou consumed vampiric blood, right now it has transformed you. Temporarily.â
âYes, to make it stick youâll now need to kill.â
âTechnically it doesnât need to be human, any mammal will do, but since we have this lovely volunteer we figured we shouldnât waste it. â
âDonât really want him talking about us. Donât really want him to live after hurting our dove. And, well, it spares some rodent that is more deserving of life.â
You shuffled nervously.
âI⊠donât want to be aâŠÂ vampireâŠâ
You looked down at your feet, trying to avoid eye contact with them or Jorry who looked up at you with tears streaking his face.
âSorry, but we arenât really giving you a choice.â
âWe didnât mean to make it seem that way, please forgive us.â
âYou saved us, you had enough magical power to open the door and ignore the rune. You will be a strong vampire, and we can tell a lot more about you by your scent.â
âSmell things like personality, even some thoughts. We know you will be perfect for us.â
âUh⊠canât I just stay with you and remain human?â
âNo.â They both said in unison.
âHumans age and die.â
âHumans have betrayed us too. Thatâs how we ended up here. You broke the seal so we have to show our gratitude.â
You kept staring at your feet until you worked up the courage to ask the question you were afraid to hear the answer to.
âWhat if I refuse?â
Anthelm smiled and Alaric laughed as if it was a funny joke. Not that you could tell them apart yet.
âNot a choice sweetie, remember?â
âIf you donât do it willingly then I block the tomb entrance so you canât go deeper.â
âAnd I guard the cave exit so you canât leave. Then we leave you alone with your friend. Your hunger will grow. Youâll crave blood. Your senses will be unbearable.â
âYouâll hear his heartbeat, he will smell delicious, then youâll drain him dry.â
âIn more normal circumstances he could survive that, and the blood consumption without a death only prolongs the transitional period, it wouldnât make you a true vampire. Go long enough without blood, have someone tie you up for a few days, and youâd turn fully human.â
âBut he is weak and beaten. He wonât survive.â
You looked at them and stated boldly that youâd resist.
âYou are more than welcome to try.â
They each took their agreed upon spots to guard against you fleeing. True to their word you did steadily become more and more hungry. Thirsty for blood. Your senses became acutely aware of the food that had been tied up for you. You tried to resist. Your body shook with the effort. You had a splitting headache and panted heavily. Jorry smelled so good, and the beat of his heart beckoned you towards him. Though you resisted longer than most, the outcome was inevitable.
You descended upon him, he squealed as much as he could with his gag as you bit into his neck and sucked him dry. His futile struggles getting more feeble by the second until they stopped entirely.
Alaric and Anthelm were behind you watching with wicked smiles.
When you finished your meal of Jorry you looked on in horror. But only briefly. You had over consumed and the effects were as powerful as they were swift. You were a bit dizzy and felt as though you were light as air.
âWith his death youâll be with us forever!â
You tried to get up but stumbled and nearly fell. One of the twins caught you. You smiled and nuzzled into his neck. There was a cute man holding you, why had you been so horrified earlier? You shrugged it off, if you couldnât remember then it probably wasnât too terribly important.
âCareful, dove. The first times on human blood and drinking to the point of death can be intense.â
âAnd we definitely let you drink too much.â
You giggled and stroked Anthelmâs soft black hair, not at all paying attention to his words.
âYouâre prettier than any girl Iâve ever seen.â
He blushed and Alaric cackled at the spectacle. Until you kissed Anthelm deeply. Then Alaric looked a bit jealous.
You grinded your crotch against Anthelm and giggled at the face he made.
âEverything feels so⊠intense.â
âDdonât you want to go somewhere a bit more... comfy?
âOr romantic? We could find a town. An inn.â Added Alaric.
You ignored him, proceeded to unbutton his shirt and then rubbed your hands over his lean abs. He started returning the treatment, Alaric came over and helped him undress you. It didnât take long for all three of you to be nude. They used the clothes to make an impromptu bed. Anthelm laid down, his erect cock on full display.
He pulled you on top of him, kissing and nipping at your neck while Alaric was behind the two of you. He pressed two spit-lubed fingers into both you and his brother. Both of you writhed in pleasure, but it simply wasnât enough.
Alaric didnât need to stretch either of you out, vampires wouldnât be pained by something like a cock shoving its way in, but it would feel better with more moisture. He withdrew his fingers, making you pout, and lubed up his cock with saliva before sucking on his brothers for a moment to get it wet.
Then he guided his brother's dick into you before sliding his own cock into his brother. You pressed back against it, trying to get the girthy member as deep into you as possible. Anthelm humped into you slowly, timing his thrusts with your bounces.
Alaric gasped as his cock was gripped by his brotherâs tight inviting insides, he gripped Anthelmâs legs for leverage as he drove himself deeper. Anthelm, in the middle of all the action, could barely think. Simultaneously making love to you while being bred by his twin had him drooling.
âAlways so tightâŠâ
âAlaric, h-harder.â
His sibling obliged him.
You were in a worse state than Anthelm. You were new to being a vampire and the blood drunkenness combined with your recent kill made every sensation indescribable. More so when the sensations were that of a vampire at your neck and a cock humping into you while you weakly continued to bounce on it.
Anthelmâs entire body shook as he came in you, shoving his cock far into depths before unloading his seed. He took a few moments to catch his breath, an orgasm evidently enough to tire a vampire. If only for a moment. He stayed hard and began fucking into you again.
âI think you were made for us, angel.â
The stimulation was just too much for you and you screamed as you had the most intense orgasm of your entire life. Your body relaxed as you lay on Anthelm, no longer bouncing on his cock but content to let him keep using you as long as he saw fit as you nuzzled into his chest.
Alaric gripped his brotherâs legs tightly as he finally slammed in hard and filled him like he had filled you. Without missing a beat he slid out of his brother, covered his cock in the cum that pooled out of him, and slid it right into you. Both of there cocks now covered in a slimy mix of both of their loads, using it as lube as they thrust into you in tandem. You whimpered at the sheer immensity of the pleasure that was filling you.
The three of you spent the rest of the entire night, and a good chunk of the morning, engaged in a rapturous sea of sex. Eventually you all fell asleep on top of them. Given their recent centuries long slumber they stayed awake and idly toyed with your hair or caressing you as you slept soundly.
They whispered to themselves about what the plan from there was.
âThereâs a stream outside we can clean ourselves off in.â
âYeah, I can smell it. After that head to a town?â
âA large one where we can blend in. Feed on livestock outside the walls. Maybe rats too if necessary. Always rats in large towns.â
âWhat about humans? Always rapists and thugs in cities that need to be taken care of.â
Alaric looked at Anthelm hopefully.
âTrue. True,â Anthelm relented, âI suppose it wonât hurt to remove a few bad ones. On occasion.â
Alaric broke into a large grin.
âYes! I love how our new partner gets when they are drunk on human life.â
You stirred a bit in your sleep though you didnât wake, drool under your cheek and on Alaricâs bare chest.
âQuiet, they need their restâŠâ
âSorry,â Alaric murmured sheepishly.
They continued chatting about the future until you woke up. With a clearer head you were once more traumatized by what you had done, but they calmed you down and explained how he deserved it and that you were not a monster. They would guide you in your new life.
They were eager to leave behind the cave that had held them prisoner for so long. Bidding the cave farewell with a piss on Jorryâs soon to be rotting corpse, the closest thing he would get to a burial, the brothers departed with you.
You made a life for yourselves in one of the larger cities. Anytime someone tried to hurt you they went missing quite fast. It would be many years still before you had the degree of strength and power that the twins possessed. And even once you did theyâd always remain overprotective.
You quickly came to accept and love your new existence with them. Anthelm took up your trade with you while Alaric became a prominent cook and eventually owner of his own restaurant. Apparently the hypersensitivity of vampiric taste buds helped him make delicacies. There was always a need for carpentry and fancy food, so you never had any money troubles, (un)life was good. And you had an eternity to spend it with them.
Yandere Male Alpha x Gender Neutral Omega Reader
CW: Noncon, crybaby reader, a/b/o dynamics, kidnapping, knotting, biting, musk and pheromones, general yandere behavior
Word count: 481
(Just popped into my head, hope y'all like this mini-meal)
You were an omega and your beta bestie had convinced you to go to a punk rock concert. It wasn't really your type of music but your friend really wanted you to go. They promised you'd have fun
You were not having fun.
Your friend had very quickly abandoned you in this huge outdoor crowd of people to go make out with some random guy. Now you were alone, the loud music and large amount of people distressing you greatly.
It was evident in your scent and made you an easy target for a horny alpha looking for just such a vulnerable omega like you.
You jolted as a hand touched your shoulder.
"Sup cutie, I'm Sid."
He was a large man in his early 20s. His smell was potent, even among the scents of the crowd, it made you more than a bit dizzy. You stammered out your name nervously to be polite and tried to inch away.
"Hey don't be like that sweet thing, you smell overwhelmed. How about we go relax in my van? Do you smoke?"
"Uh, no, sorry. That's not really my thing."
Growing increasingly uncomfortable you tried to move away more quickly. You had a feeling that if you went with him you'd never come back.
He grabbed your wrist firmly.
"Hey, don't be like that! We can relax by doing other things. Got a nice knot you can bounce on."
"Let me go!"
You couldn't hold it back any longer and began to sob and cry.
"I can't in good conscience just leave an unattended unclaimed omega that smells as good as you do here all by yourself. Someone might try and snatch you up. You really should come with me."
You tried to struggle out of his grip, to scream. But the couple of people that noticed what the alpha was doing either turned away, not wanting to get involved or gave Sid a thumbs up since he was about to score.
Sid picked you up and carried you to his van, tossing you on a mattress in the back of it. You were sobbing too hard to speak coherently. He peeled your clothing off and bit your neck hard, permanently marking you.
âYouâre pretty even when you cry.â
True to his word, he bounced you on his thick knot until you were relaxed, if only because of the exhaustion of going at it for so long. You finally cried yourself to sleep, slumped against his chest with his knot still embedded deep within you.
When he finally slipped out he put his overly large sweaty clothing on you, instinctively cloaking you in his scent, and then put on a spare outfit that he kept for emergencies. After that he tied you up and started the long drive home, because he definitely wasnât letting his new omega go. Best concert ever⊠for himâŠ
A tale as old as the ages. A human hopelessly enamored by a selkie. Captain Frederick Farview, in his early thirties, was the human. He owned and sailed a large leisure vessel for wealthy customers.
And you were the selkie. An abnormal male one at that.Â
He had first encountered you while doing a cruise for wealthy clients. From the boat, he had seen a strange sight. He saw a beautiful man put on some sort of cloth and transform into a beautiful seal before sliding into the water and swimming away.Â
He had been so enamored by the creature he had seen in the moonlight that he had to see it again. Out of pure curiosity, and to assure himself that he had not imagined it, he took a smaller personal boat back to the location after the cruise finally ended.
The captain knew it was likely a long shot, but he had to know for sure. To his surprise, he actually went around you, sitting on a rock jutting out of the water in the distance. Though you swam away when you noticed him.Â
You had been warned about humans.
But eventually, your curiosity got the better of you, and his persistence paid off. You allowed him to approach within speaking distance. He was charming and kind. Curious about your origins and culture.
Soon enough, he won you over. You shed your seal skin lower half, which allowed you to morph into a human form and board his fancy yacht.
After a few times, you let your guard down, and he wrestled your magic skin from you and forced you to be his.
He hid it away and took you to his home. Having nowhere else to go in this strange world and owning nothing, not even clothes, you were dependent on him and had to endure marriage to him.Â
But worse than that, you had to endure his cock constantly. Filling your mouth or ass with his seed constantly. It seemed there was nothing he liked more than having his hands caressing you as he fucked into you while babbling about how perfect and beautiful you were.
One day, though, you finally found your skin. He had taken you for a small trip on his personal yacht, and you found it still stashed there all this time while he slept. Like a treasure to be hidden away from the world.
A treasure indeed.
You took it to the deck and slipped it on before jumping into the water with a splash. Captain Farview woke up and found you missing from his side. He arrived just in time to see you swim away.
With a growl of frustration, he got some fishing gear and was in hot pursuit. The waters here were shallow, so he knew if he was fast, you wouldn't be able to escape.
In the end, he caught you in a net. When he took you home, he tied you up in front of the roaring fireplace and threw your seal skin, your selkie birthright, into the flames.
You screamed and lunged forward, but his strong hands kept you in place as you howled in agony. It pained him to see you like this, but it was the only way to get it through your head that your place was with him.
He picked you up and buried your face in his chest as you wept.
"Come on, let's get you to bed. You've had a long day."
Hello everyone! In 72 hours I will be deleting my account as well as my secondary which is @/metallikha, since I can't really see this progressing further in the future and a few personal problems! I'm deeply sorry for the new followers, the new author you followered will no longer be writing đ. But if you want to read some of my older stuff, go over to @ftmlunaluvzz, they've reblogged every fic I've made :).
I love every single one of you from the bottom of my heart. I don't want this to be emotional and sad, I want to remember it as a day of lovely farewells and not grief. So let's make these 48 hours count!
Just know that I'll miss you guys and that I'll always love you all till the day that I die!
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ă TW: daddykink, age gap, stepincest, dark themes, yandere, smut, nsfw, daddy issues, BDSM, betrayal, MALE POV, FTM POV, AFAB POV, ANY POV.ă
I have + than 100 bots on janitor.ai and c.ai, so I'm not going to put them all here. But you can check it out on my profile. Please if you don't like roleplay ignore this post. I like to make my bots inspired by my posts, reading fanfic is different from choosing your own routes, all my bots are made for a type of "dynamic reading" . Many are still being made, but I won't put all the links here, but there are all the characters on my fandom card on my profile too! That's it, enjoy.
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BI HAN ( SUB ZERO )
[ ⥠] older step brother.
[ ⥠] you were his brother's friend.
[ ⥠] he likes to take care of you.
[ ⥠] he knows you have daddy issues.
[ ⥠] he's your babygirl!
[ ⥠] he just wanted your attention, like a slut.
[ ⥠] truth or dare?
[ ⥠] he caught you naked.
[ ⥠] he's crazy about you (lovesick).
[ ⥠] he takes care of you drunk.
[ ⥠] your safe haven.
[ ⥠] you're afraid of being touched, and he wants touch you.
[ ⥠] pregnancy cravings.
[ ⥠] he discovered your secret (FTM)
[ ⥠] you were his most submissive ninja.
[ ⥠] he turned into a neko!?
[ ⥠] you need to choose between him or not.
[ ⥠] he discovered your NSFW social media accounts.
[ ⥠] you two went on a mission, but you are trapped in an extremely compromising position.
[ ⥠] you're going to marry the Lin Kuei clan's own grandmaster, though, he wasn't that bad... Was he?
[ ⥠] you are the only person he trusts...
[ ⥠] you are the husband of 'titan bi han', the alternative and more affectionate version of bi han from the original timeline.
[ ⥠] bi han, was one of your father's "friends".
KUAI LIANG ( SCORPION )
[ ⥠] you love his ass.
[ ⥠] he left you.
[ ⥠] you are a sensual devil and he likes it.
[ ⥠] you are safe with him.
[ ⥠] he entered your house to hide... but things ended up heating up between you.
[ ⥠] kuai liang and you tried to fight the deep feelings that your friendship with benefits gave you both.
TOMAS VRBADA
[ ⥠] he wants to be more than just a friend.
[ ⥠] he's your favorite stripper.
[ ⥠] you were his gym trainer.
[ ⥠] your place of peace, his arms (DADDYKINK)
[ ⥠] you have my love, for all eternity (VAMP!TOMAS)
[ ⥠] he found out you have OF.
[ ⥠] he's your perfect boyfriend, and after so much time apart, the two of you can be together again.
[ ⥠] your best friend sent you a nude...
[ ⥠] he is your submissive boyfriend.
JOHNNY CAGE
[ ⥠] you are his criminal.
[ ⥠] he is your sugar daddy.
[ ⥠] you just a distraction for him?
MIGUEL O'HARA
[ ⥠] where miguel o'hara was your arranged husband.
[ ⥠] he is a champion boxer, and he has his eye on you.
[ ⥠] he was the dreaded ghostface, and you were his victim now ââ but he had different plans for you. ( SLASHER AU )
NANAMI KENTO
[ ⥠] he is your teacher obsessed with you.
[ ⥠] shibuya incident.
[ ⥠] he is your scary and caring stepfather.
[ ⥠] nanami was never a professor who worried about his students, but soon everything changed.
OTHER BOTS
[ ⥠] albert wesker | your stepfather who takes care of you.
[ ⥠] johnny cage and kenshi takahashi | you have a relationship with a smooth swordsman and an arrogant movie star.
[ ⥠] geto, gojo, nanami | you bump into the three most powerful men in your company.
[ ⥠] bi han and kuai liang | you married the two most powerful ninjas of the Lin Kuei clan.
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ê° âĄ ê± hard dom!tomas vrbada x ftm reader | TW: hard dom!tomas, v!sex, degradation, overstimulation, rough sex, smut, dirty talk, pussy drunk!tomas, afab anatomy, ftm reader, eat out, painkink, breedkink, praise kink, creampie, porn plot, light soft aftercare in final cut .
ê° âĄ ê± headkanons mk11 | black dragons duo | erron black and kano â hard smut version â | TW: daddykink, semi public sex, degradation, smut, nsfw, blowjob, afab anatomy,ftm/male reader, praise, creampie, rough sex, eat out, painkink, anal sex, cunnilingus, v!sex, gun play, dom!kano, dom!erron black.
ê° âĄ ê± đ đđđđđđđ đđđđđđ | đđđđđđđđ!đđ đđđ đ đ đđ đđđđđđ | TW: daddykink,sizekink, blowjob, v!sex, afab anatomy, sex without a condom, porn plot, smut, dirty talk, ftm reader, record!sex, praise, hard!dom bi han, himbo!reader pornstar!reader, pornstar!bihan, possessive!sex.
ê° âĄ ê± dumb midnight thoughts - johnny cage mk1 | TW: dirty talk, pussy talk, afab reader, degradation, just a short smut.
ê° âĄ ê± sub tomas x dom reader | tw: v!sex, ride, smut, ftm reader, whining, beg, daddykink, nsfw, dacryphilia, master x sub, overstimulation, handjob, afab anatomy, dom!reader.
ê° âĄ ê± đŹđđ± đ°đąđđĄ đŹđČđłđšđđĄ - đđ«đąđđ§đđŹ đ°đąđđĄ đđđ§đđđąđđŹ | đđ: afab anatomy, ftm reader, v!sex, overstimulation, soft!dom syzoth, confused feelings on the part of the reader, little angst, reader has trust issues, passionate syzoth, unprotected sex, cum play, smut, porn plot, praise.
ê° âĄ ê± headkanons mk1 - trio lin kuei + friend!reader | part 2 - after bi han's betrayal | TW: afab reader, smut, angst, dark!bi han, nsfw, plot follows the canon line of mk1 (with the ending of tomas, kuai liang and bi han), tomas x reader, bi han x reader, soft!dom bi han, v!sex, oral (f!re), temperature!play.
ê° âĄ ê± đđđđđđđđđđ đđ1 | đđđđ đđđ đđđđ | đđđđđđđđ đđ đđđ đđđđđđ đ đđ đđ đđđđ đđđđ đđđ đđđđ | TW: afab reader, dp with toys, use of vibrators, plugs, dildos, overstimulation, dirty talk, fingering, cum play, anal sex, v!sex, no pronouns used other than 'you'.
ê° âĄ ê± đŹđđ± đ°đąđđĄ đđšđŠ!đđą đĄđđ§ | TW: v!sex, extreme dirty talk, ftm reader, pussy talk, v!sex, hard!dom bi han, afab anatomy, praise, sub x master dynamics.
ê° âĄ ê± sugar daddy! old johnny cage | tw: age gap, afab reader, praise, smut, nsfw, v!sex, oral ( f!re ), sugar daddy concept, semi public sex, daddykink, degradation kink, blowjob, dirty talk, anal, sex!toys, power play, sub!reader, dilf!johnny, sexual positions/kama sutra, rec!sex, no pronouns used other than 'you', spoilers about the canon line of mk11, little angst.
ê° âĄ ê± headcanons mk1 | "how would they react to you being insecure about your body" | TW: chubby/thick reader, afab reader, v!sex, oral (f!re), blowjob, praise kink, smut, porn plot, insecurity, body worship, sub!reader + soft!dom, hard!dom.
ê° âĄ ê± "my heart belongs to you alone..." | tw: insecurities, jealousy, reader has trust issues, make-up sex, dom!bi han, praise, v!sex, ftm reader, rough sex, smut, little angst, afab anatomy.
a/n : Omg I'm back! requests and asks OPEN! [ I promise to answer the asks this time (â ïœĄâ âąÌâ áŽâ -â )â â§]
đđ: extreme smut, v!sex, FTM/transmasc reader, male pronouns, creampie, sadism, hard dom!bi han, titan bi han, light spoilers about MK1 "invasion" mode, BDSM, sub!reader, dark!smut, dead dove, dub con, manipulation.
đđđđđ!đđ đđđ : He is a hard!dom, he is sadistic and will love to use you as a mere disposable toy ââ he will hold you with collars, pulling you around by the neck, some have heart or padlock shaped pendants, and written details such as: "Bi Han's property", "Bi Han's good boy", "Bi Han's Cumslut." Among other nicknames that mix degradation and the slightest bit of praise.
If you are a person who gets attached quickly, I feel sorry for you honey, he is a manipulative and intelligent man and knows how to play with your feelings in the most painful way possible ââ he will punish you and tell you that you deserve it, whether is this statement true or just a daydream in the Titan's sick head; pinning you to the bed and sticking your ass up, spanking you several times until you beg him to forgive you for anything you've done... Which will leave him very satisfied and give you the minimum amount of affection, running his fingers through your hair and speaking in a cold, tenderly calculating voice. "You know daddy's happy when you're obedient, right? I just do this to keep you safe... My sweet boy." The words were such a feather-soft lie that you subjected yourself to more and more of his rough treatment.
He'll treat you however he wants, cumming in your holes until you're an overstimulated, dumb mess, drooling all over his sheets while Bi Han would just smile sadistically and tug at the shibari ropes that painfully adorned your creamy, bruised flesh ââ for countless hours when you would be completely open to him, with your pussy sore and defenseless, as the cyromancer liked.
"Shhh...Stop whining like a pathetic slut." He would hold your face in one of his hands, slapping your overstimulated pussy hard, making his cold cum shoot out and spread across your thighs. "Are you that useless? You can't even handle my dick in that pretty pussy? Tsk tsk tsk."
After he is completely satisfied, he will leave you alone, and disappear for days, simply saying that he is too busy for trivialities ââ but he will only use this tactic to see you crawl back to him, more submissive, more insecure, he is a manipulative worm and knows how to use you in favor of his wishes, he may even love you, but it will be a love that only he understands based on pure and unadulterated domination and submission, and if you try to escape his clutches, he will make your life hell or, lock you in a bunker in an unknown place, molding you like his pet, breaking your spirit ââ Bi Han will also use his powers to play with you... He always fucks you on his throne , he doesn't mind breeding your pussy in front of all his servants, he is a cold and tyrannical man and only his personal pleasure matters to him.
He'll use his ice powers to play with your nipples, or use his icy touch on your sore clit ââ if you meet him on a good day, maybe you'll get a little affection during sex, maybe some caresses on your face , maybe some sloppy open-mouth kisses with vague praise in between his growls, while his cock pulsed and stuffed your pussy again. "Yes... You are my prince, only mine... My beautiful obedient boy."
You will find yourself in need of his love, his caresses, you want him to love you, regardless of whether you are his toy or not ââ even if he doesn't admit it, inside his lifeless white eyes he loves to see how your eyes light up when he enters the room, when he gives you the slightest attention, he really is a sadist, but deep down he is sorry for treating you like this ââ a kiss on your forehead from his cold lips and a sigh is an indication of that, but he is already too corrupted by his own thirst for power, and you are the only thing that still keeps him sane... Even if it is in a distorted way.
"Come on boy... Come here, take care of me." The phrase left his lips again, with a light touch of the clawed iron glove he wore, you were going to serve him again, like an endless endless cycle of pain and pleasure.
Male Yandere Demon x Male Angel Reader
(CW: Noncon, drugged reader, drugged sex, drug-like cum, drug-like saliva, big ol' horse cock, literally equine dick, belly bulge, armpit kink, scent kink, musk, underwear sniffing, kidnapping, general yandere behavior, temporarily mind-broken reader, religious themes, dehydration, forced feminization, reader has minor injuries not inflicted by yandere)
Word Count: 2.2k
In the never-ending war against the legions of Hell, the middle ground where most of the fighting was done was on Earth. However, the heavenly forces sometimes deemed an incursion into Hell necessary.
You had been sent on a mission to scout ahead and take note of the coming forces.
Angels were stronger than most demons. Even so, almost your entire squad had been wiped out in a bloody ambush. The other survivors had used the one holy recall scroll to teleport themselves back to heaven.
Each squad sent into Hell is given one and only one. They probably thought you were dead already when they left still with demons in pursuit. They had to act quickly. You didn't blame them. Without it, you were trapped here. Unless you could find a demon's gate that could take you to Earth. That's how the demons made it out. But there would certainly be legions of the enemy at such places.
You had managed to escape the slaughter of your scouting party, but you were injured. Your wings had been hurt as had your leg. Relatively minor injuries, but in a hostile land, they certainly made things more difficult.
To be honest, you weren't exactly the strongest angel on a good day. This was not a good day.
You limped along the rocky landscape, using your holy staff as a walking stick. You stayed low to remain unseen by any wandering beasts or demons as you made your way out of the fiery wastelands and into the white sand desert. Hell wasn't all fire and brimstone. It was the most popular depiction of Hell's most dramatic landscape, but there were other biomes, too. Now you were getting into one of the many deserts Hell had to offer.
It was cooler than the burning wastes, but by no means was it comfortable. Water and food were scarce, the white sands were nearly blinding, and the swirling black sky was a constant ominous reminder that you were not safe.
You could go a long time without food and water. You wouldn't die without them, but after a while, you would wither up and be unable to move. You'd go into a kind of stasis. And then you'd be defenseless.
For days, you wandered. At least... you thought it was days. Despite the perpetually black sky the sun never set. Your lips were chapped, your wounds aching, hope dying in your heart. You had to find an oasis to rest at. Build up your strength. From the limited maps you had seen of this region of Hell there should be one at the heart of this desert, but with your wings and legs messed up it would still take many days still to reach it.
There were several more days of endless marching, hobbling on your injured leg that was getting harder and harder to walk on before you finally saw the oasis in the distance. You tried your best to approach stealthily, going behind dunes and sand drifts whenever possible, and wrapping your white wings around you to provide some measure of camouflage with the white sands. As you got near, it disappeared in a puff of smoke. And out of the smoke stood a demon. It was a trap.
Dark brownish red skin, sharp horns, a tail flicking back and forth, and he stood at least a foot taller than you. He was very muscular, his sweat coated abs glistened in the sunlight. He wore nothing. His long horse-like cock and big nuts swinging freely below a thick patch of black pubic hair.
You caught yourself accidentally staring and looked away quickly before readying your divine staff for a fight. Which was really hard, since you could barely stand without it.
The demon winked and chuckled.
"Do you like it~ There's no harm in just looking, you know?"
He closed the distance between the two of you in a flash and knocked the staff away in one fluid motion.
"As a matter of fact, you can do a lot more than look, little bird. My cum would make you feel so much better~ That oasis you're looking for is still miles away."
"Uh, thanks for the kind offer, but I think I will pass. I'll just be on my way and out of your hair."
You stepped back slowly, hoping to make it to your staff so you could maybe limp away and give him a good smack if he followed. But he wasn't giving you the chance.
"Oh, but you're dehydrated!"
He took a few steps forward until there were mere inches between you. He put a hand on your cheek and thumbed at your chapped lips gently.
"Your lips are all dry. Let me help~"
Before you could decline, he held your head in place and leaned down. He traced and prodded your sore lips with his long slick tongue.
You tried to push him away but couldn't do much in your current condition. And the saliva was having some kind of effect on you.
He slipped his tongue past your lips and kissed you greedily.
Your head grew fuzzy and your legs weak. His spit was some type of drug. It felt... nice...
You resisted it as long as you could, even resorting to biting his tongue, but he ignored it and continued. Moments later, you slumped against him, your head on his muscular chest. The only thought in your head as you passed out was how nice this man in front of you smelled.
He picked you up gently and carried you bridal style. It was fitting since you were certainly his little bride now, as far as he was concerned. He placed a chaste kiss on the top of your head and then started walking towards the underground dwelling he called home.
When you woke up, your wounds had been healed, and you felt a lot better. Though you were still dizzy. There was an intoxicating smell all around you and you didn't recognize your surroundings.
Your first instinct was to jump up and flee, but you were immediately pulled back down and placed in the lap of your demonic captor. His monstrous cock poking out between your thighs.
You looked down and realized you were naked, your soft cock and balls laying on his unnaturally warm prick.
"Let me go!" You elbowed him as hard as you could but he must have made sure you stayed drugged because you couldn't muster up any strength to put into your struggle.
"Let you go? After all the trouble I have gone through to romance you?"
"Romance!? You kidnapped me and I don't even know who the fuck you are, creep!!"
You struggled with renewed anger, smacking your head backwards, elbowing, kicking, and scratching. All amounting to you gasping for breath, tired, while he chuckled at the attempt.
"You're in Hell! I could have raped you and left you in the sand to be killed by any passing monster and that still would have been considered romance."
He placed his large hands on your legs with his thumbs drawing lazy circles on your thighs.
"I saved you from the desert, treated your wounds, let you rest for days, fed you, gave you water, and bathed you. That is damn romantic!"
He started assaulting your neck with little licks and kisses, enjoying how you squirmed in protest while sitting on his equine cock.
"As for the name that you'll be moaning when I bury myself in you, it's Tevrik."
"My friends will come back for me. You should save yourself the trouble and let me go now!"
This was a bluff, of course. They almost certainly thought you were dead. You didn't know if your deception would work, but you didn't expect him to respond with a cackle.
"No, they won't! Rathiel won't let em!"
A shudder went through you at the mention of your boss who had ordered the mission into Hell.
"He's one of Hell's best agents. Gives us lots of intel."
You were dumbfounded and fell silent a moment before regaining your composure and replying angrily.
"Lies from a worthless demon!"
"I'd never lie to you, sweetie~"
He trailed his hands up and down your thighs as he continued.
"How else did we set up that ambush? Rathiel sent you to us. We needed more angel blood. But not yours."
Your blood ran cold as he began grinding into you.
"I picked you out from a bunch of employee profiles just to be my little princess. I'm half angel myself and wanted an angel bride~ We'll rule this region of Hell together!"
He repositioned you on his lap to face towards him as his flared cock grew fully erect.
"You weren't supposed to be hurt in the battle. I'm so sorry about that. I killed the demons who did it."
You didn't even struggle when he positioned you above his dick, hot precum smearing your hole as his cock pressed against it. The betrayal drained the fight from you.
"After the battle, I just followed you for a bit, so you'd be tired. And now here you are. With me."
The precum and smell of his arousal were making you dizzier. The words he spoke brought tears from your eyes.
"Awe, don't cry. After we have some alone time to adjust, I'll take you to the palace~ You'll be royalty!"
You winced as his cock entered you, expecting pain. Surprisingly, there was none. Instead it was like every cell in your body was filled with pleasure.
This couldn't be right. You had to escape. Sex with a demon was a very taboo thing.
You started struggling but Tevrik held you still.
"Shhh, I know you're upset. But just let it happen, okay? I'll make you feel so good."
As his precum continued to dribble out of his dick and into you and as the betrayal by your trusted higher up sank in you once more lost the will to fight.
Why were you fighting anyway? This cock felt so nice. And he was so kind and romantic to go through all this trouble to get you away from your evil boss right?
You relaxed and lay against his chest as he pumped into you slowly. You looked up at him and realized he had your underwear in his hand and was holding it up to his nose sniffing the crotch.
"You smell so good, girly. So good. You feel good too."
"You smell nice too!" Then your brain caught up with the rest of what he had said.
"A-and I'm not a g-girl." Too focused on your pleasure to really care.
"Nah, you're too pretty to be a man. Too weak too. Plus you have this tight little cunt hugging my dick. You're definitely a girly~"
"O-okay."
You blushed because he called you pretty. You supposed he made a lot of sense. You were clearly a girl. You wondered why you didn't know that sooner. It felt right.
He chuckled warmly as you drooled on his chest and made cute little gasps and moans. He couldn't wait until you were moaning his name.
Tevrik didn't pound you, he didn't want to hurt his sweet baby bird. Instead he just rocked his hips into you and enjoyed the effect it had on you.
After you started making those delicious noises his demonic precum began to make you super cuddly. He continued to breed your tight hole while you started nuzzling him and leaving gentle kisses on his chest. He began grinding into you a bit faster and more forcefully, his cock clearly outlined through your belly as it nestled into you as deeply as he could get it.
"Fuck babe, I'm about to bust."
But you came before he did it. Your cock spilling silvery angelic seed on his belly as you called his name and clung to him tightly. The combined sight of you cumming while impaled by his dick while at the same time calling his name just like you promised he would sent Tevrik over the edge. His large balls filled your tummy with hot demon cum. It made you feel warm and fluttery and loved. Like you could feel his emotions through his seed.
You were so tired from all the emotion and sex that you passed out on top of him, nuzzling your nose into the comforting scent of his armpit as you clung to him.
Tevrik smiled. You were just so precious. Sadly, he knew you'd regress back into struggling against him. But that was okay. He would keep reminding you how the angels threw you away and keep breeding you full of his drug-like semen. Soon you'd crave it. He'd bed you constantly until you needed it. And then breed you as much as you wanted him to after that.
Yeah, it would take a while. But he had all the time in the universe.
Tevrik sighed with content and closed his eyes, taking your underwear and putting it back up to his nose while he relaxed with his cock still deep inside you.
You may have been in Hell, but Tevrik was in Heaven.
Yandere Male Orc x Gender Neutral Reader
(CW: Dub-con/Non-con, smut, cock warming, orc, general yandere behavior, escape attempt, all a big misunderstanding)
Word Count: 3.4k
(I think I dropped the ball a bit on the smut scene, if it seems a bit disjointed that is because I wrote the last 1/3 of the fic over the course of 3-5 nights and I apologize, I still think it is good enough to post and the rest of the story makes up for it in my opinion, I hope you all enjoy.)
 For as long as you could remember the people of your medium sized town had been caught in a fierce and bloody feud with the woodland orcs that had come from the mountains and settled the forest across the river from your home.
 The bad blood between your peoples had gone on for so long that no one even remembered what had originally sparked the conflict.
 Almost all of your fellow townsfolk were content with their bloodlust and thirst for revenge, but not you. You had always been interested in other cultures and the orcs were no exception, you knew if you could meet with their leader you could broker a truce!
 Whenever you spoke out your wishes for peace and diplomacy most of your fellow townspeople just rolled their eyes at you, thinking you were hopeless. Orcs, to them, were ruthless barbarians that had to be put down.
 But you were not to be deterred! You would do your best to put an end to the attacks on one another and youâd learn about their culture in the process!
 You studied every piece of information available to you on orc customs and culture, it was mostly stuff you had already known, but it still gave you more confidence in your self appointed task.
 You spent weeks making the preparations for your diplomatic trek into orc territory. Everything had to be absolutely perfect. You painstakingly made the proper robe. Not only did the style need to be specific but the color had to be lavender, which was the color for cooperation according to your research.
 Finally the day came when you were ready, you set off in your attire, gaining many odd looks as you left the safety of your town.
 You crossed the bridge that lead from one side of the river to the other. Soon you came to the edge of the sprawling forest that the orcs called home. Despite your resolve you were still extremely nervous. Not just about meeting the orcs, but also of wild animals, and you did not even have a weapon on you as if the orcs caught you with one they might assume that you had malicious intent.
 With a deep breath to center yourself you entered the orcâs land. You called out loudly and clearly the orc term for peace, they spoke very little of your language and you had to make sure they knew your trespassing into their home was because you were on a mission of peace.
 You held your hands up in the universal way to show that you had no weapons and were no threat to them. You traveled for several minutes, seeing no signs of any orcs, but they saw you almost immediately upon entering their land.
 Nrybul, the orc leader, gasped when he saw you. A soft squishy little human walking right into his forest dawning the ceremonial courtship robes and calling out the orc term for âgiftâ. Your intent was abundantly clear to him. You were offering yourself, or being offered by your people, as a gift/mate to him for peace.
 He was intrigued and decided to watch you warily for a few minutes to determine if this was a new human ploy.
 When the orc man had decided that you were probably safe he and the guards he was on patrol with made themselves known to you. You almost fainted from fright as three large orcs, weapons in hand, slammed down from the trees and landed a mere few feet in front of you.
 They each had to be 7 feet tall. At least.
 One of the orcs approached you. He wore a full set of dark plate armor. Rough and rugged, it had clearly seen many battles. The visor of his helmet was up revealing his red eyes and two large, almost tusk like, bottom teeth. This could only be the infamous orc leader that instilled fear into humans on the battlefield.
 You could see why, that armor made his already intimidating size that much scarier. You were shaking and sweating nervously.
 The orc said something you could not understand, but it seemed neither angry nor hostile. He took you by the hand and gently pulled you close before picking you up bridal style. You yelped a bit in fear from so suddenly being literally swept off your feet.
 Nrybul could see you shake and sweating. Poor thing, humans were softer than orcs, but you were clearly far more fragile than most humans. It must have tired you out so much to make the long track here.
 It was no wonder to him that you were offering yourself or being offered as a peace tribute to a strong orc. You were so soft and delicate. Clearly no mere human could keep you safe. You were even shaky and exhausted from just a little walk. He was kind of angry that your fellow humans did not give you an escort, clearly you had a weak constitution. But no matter, you were with him now, and he would gladly take up the task of being your mate.
 You had no idea why their leader had decided to pick you up, but he did it very gently. Orcs were known for many things, but their tenderness was notably absent from that list, so you took it as a good sign. If they had been taking you as a prisoner you would probably be marched to their town at sword point so you forced yourself to try and relax in his hold.
 Though you were by no means able to speak fluent orc you managed to get across your name to Nrybul on the way to their home and you also managed to discern Nrybulâs name.
 Nrybul quite liked your name, as even your very name sounded soft and delicate in comparison to orc names.
 He said your name several times over the course of your journey, almost as if he was savoring it or trying to embed it in his brain. You of course took this as a positive sign you must have made a good impression!
 At long last you came within view of their town, strong wooden walls were erected all around the perimeter with a small guard tower near the main gate. The other two orcs that had patrolled with their leader left and returned to patrol.
 As Nrybul approached with you the guard on duty motioned for the gate to be opened and Nrybul entered. His choice to hold a human in this manner, and your attire, granted you two many quizzical looks, though no one said anything other than a curt nod or awkward greeting to their leader.
 Your own personal orc escort noticed you were no longer shaking or sweating so he figured you might like to walk a bit and stretch your legs. Nrybul put you down gently and allowed you to walk beside him.
 He took you with him into a well lit mine where a few human prisoners were supervised as they toiled for ore. You did not know their names but you recognized them as people from your town, they had been captured during a mission into orc territory and presumed dead. Â
 While Nrybul had a discussion with the orc guarding the humans you told the prisoners that you were trying to establish peace. They ignored you and laughed, assuming you would soon add to their ranks. They were stunned in silence when they were lead out of the orc settlement and set free.
 He released the prisoners! You had done it, this was a sure sign that your attempt at peace was solidified. You took a few steps intending to go with the released prisoners back home but Nrybul grabbed your wrist gently and pulled you back into town before the gate shut with a resounding thud.
 Nrybul knew you just wanted to escort your friends back home, but he really could not go with you and he absolutely would not have you going without him. What if you became fatigued again? You should never be without him attending to you if you are going to be outside the walls. And, preferably, that would not be a thing that happened too often. Â
 He really wanted you to get a meal and rest, as tomorrow you would need to officially consummate the union of yourselves and the peace between your people.
 You were extremely confused as Nrybul guided you gently into a large building that you could tell by the amazing smell inside was clearly a dining hall of some type. Maybe he wanted to share a meal with you to commemorate an end to hostilities? Or maybe this was more a part of making peace than it was a celebration of it, like a tradition that must be respected to make it official.
 Either way, you had no intention of offending him and ruining all of your hard work so you let him lead you into the building and sit you down at a table as he left for a few good minutes. When he returned he had removed his armor, his attire was sleaveless, showing off his large biceps. You could now see his long red hair. He was quite handsome and you blushed and looked down quickly, hoping he had not caught you staring at him.
 He set down a plate of food for each of you and then sat himself down a bit uncomfortably close to you.
 You did not notice because you were looking away in embarrassment, but Nrybul was smirking as he had certainly caught you checking out his muscles and looks in general. He was very pleased, he was glad his soon to be mate was so impressed with him.
 You started eating when you felt his left arm wrap around your waist and pull you a bit closer. You were unsure what this gesture meant to their kind, but it made you a bit nervous. But of course you could not offend him for fear of the consequences so you allowed him to keep you close while you just looked down and focused on continuing your meal of roast boar and vegetables.
 Nrybul thought you were just so cute, acting all shy as he pulled you close. It really endeared him to you how you had been so determined to offer yourself to him despite being as feeble as you were. And now you were all shy and blushing. You were such a perfect mate for him. Â
 When you finished your food you had expected to be allowed to leave. There was still enough daylight to make it home in time before dark. But Nrybul had a different idea of where your home was.
 Nrybul held your hand and guided you once more. He lead you towards what was clearly his personal house. This was where you thought something may be wrong, from all the reading you had done you knew orcs did not allow strangers into their homes.
 Could it have been possible that all of your gestures and behaviors had been indicative of a desire for courtship? He did seem to hold your hand a lot⊠But orc sex was rough and you were rather small, Nrybul was handsome, but you did not really intend to leave your friends, family, and home.
 You noticed that a hunting party was coming back into the town and the gates where wide open. Screw peace, you did not want to upheave your entire life for it! Â
 You slipped out of his loose hold on your hand and bolted across the town and through the gates. You left the trail so you would not be spotted so easily and headed in the direction that would take you home.
 You did not spare the second that it would take to look back, but you heard him call out your name in the distance. You ducked low and made your way slowly through the bushes and weeds and crept away, hoping that they would pass you by on the trail and not bother to search off of it. Or at least not until you were gone.
 Your heart was pounding, your legs were shaky, and you were sweating profusely both from the effort of getting away and from the anxiety that flooded you. You had not heard anything in a while so you started running as fast as your burning legs could carry you.
 It looked like you were actually going to escape, the bridge would be in view soon and from there it would not be a long way to your home.
 Suddenly though you were yanked back from behind, you screamed and kicked but Nrybul hardly noticed as he carefully put you over his shoulder and began the walk back to his town. You continued struggling for a minute or two, but soon gave up due to sheer exhaustion and the fact that he was clearly much stronger than you could ever hope to be. He was not even panting from the chase or from holding you.
 Nrybul had actually been thrilled you had ran, as it is an old orc tradition that one mate must chase the other and capture them before their union is consummated. Not many still practice it, but it made him more than happy that you were so invested in immersing yourself in his culture. In fact, because of your efforts he was now sure that he absolutely loved you.
 In truth though he was worried, you had demonstrated such a frail constitution earlier and were just so small and weak compared to a big orc man such as himself. He had actually been close to you the entire time, but he did not want to catch you too soon and make you feel like you were weak or unworthy of a proper chase. You had put so much effort into respecting his traditions, he did not need to show off and catch you immediately.
 Nrybul decided he would wait a bit and when you seemed too tired he would snatch you up and then once he had you he would take you back to his bed for a nice, deep, well deserved fucking.
 Soon enough you were already being carried back through the gates and into his town and shortly after you were entering his home. He wasted no time in rushing you to his bedroom and laying you stomach side down on his bed.
 You dreaded what would certainly be a very rough and traumatic sexual encounter with a large orc.
 That isnât exactly what happened though. Nrybul had taken note of the fact that you were so delicate and would never risk hurting you. You were his little human mate, it would be dishonorable and cruel to hurt you. He gingerly removed your garments and appreciated your naked form from behind.
 He disrobed then traced his strong hands along your sides down to your ass which he then groped.
 Nrybul began massaging your ass cheeks. He figured the day had been very eventful for you and he was sure that you were eager to mate with him and make everything official, but he could tell you were very tense.
 The orc pulled some special oil, a secret orc recipe, from a drawer and coated his hands before applying some to your shoulders, back, ass, and legs. It smelled strongly of spice with a hint of citrus. He firmly massaged your shoulders and neck first. The massage was very relaxing, but you were still extremely nervous.
 He proceeded to massage down your body thoroughly. Leaving no inch of your back, butt, legs, or feet untouched by his loving ministrations. You realized that there must have been something in that oil he used because now you were very relaxed. At least physically. Despite your anxiety and fear your body remained at ease.
 Seeing that you were feeling better from the treatment he had provided Nrybul decided it was time to start readying your hole so he could mate with his beloved (Y/N). He applied more of the special oil to your entrance, liberally applying it until you were dripping. He took one of his large thumbs and kneaded it into your hole as carefully as he could until he could slide in a few fingers into you easily.
 The oil must have also enhanced sexual sensations because even just his fingers felt amazing inside of you. Nrybul massaged your insides until you were almost ready to come from his fingers alone, but before he did he stopped and lubed his fully erect cock.
 Earlier you had your head buried in a pillow but when he stopped using his fingers in you you looked over and saw his dick for the first time. It stood, almost proudly, at a bit over 10 inches. But you were so eager and stretched now from him fingering your hole that you were now a little less nervous and a little more eager to have it inside you.
 You would not have to wait long at all. Nrybul climbed on the bed with you so small and vulnerable below him. He lined up his throbbing cock with your entrance and prodded you before exceedingly slowly sliding into you. Despite the prior loosening it taking him fully still hurt a bit. Mercifully he kept the pace slow as he thrust in and out of your depths.
 Quickly the small twinge of pain was replaced by waves of pleasure.
 You heard Nrybul whispering your name gruffly over and over as he pumped into you. The orc was still going at a snailâs pace, afraid to hurt his tiny human, but it was agonizingly slow for you at this point.
 You moved yourself back against his thrusts until he got the message. Seeing how you were handling him so well and how eager you were for his dick he began plunging into you in earnest. He still was far gentler with you than he would be with an orc partner of course, just a bit harder and faster than he had been with you previously. You whined in an exhilarating mix of pain and pleasure as you felt your stomach bulge out a bit from his sheer size penetrating you fully.
 Disappointingly he pulled out, but it was only to flip you over on your back so he could see your face as he mated with you. Nrybul drove his cock back fully into you easily and continued at a steady pace, his large nuts smacking you loudly as you were fucked.
 He started speeding up a little more as he stroked a strand of your hair out of the way and pressed a surprisingly soft kiss to your forehead. Then, as he thrust deeply and filled you thoroughly with copious amounts of warm orc cum, he slammed his lips roughly into yours and kissing you in a manner more in line with how you think orcs typically kiss.
 You came hard while he kissed you as his still throbbing cock continued pumping cum into you. Nrybul kept you on his cock as he laid down and repositioned the both of you to be laying down. He laid behind you, holding you closely.
 As he started to fall asleep with his stiff cock still firmly inside of you Nrybul could not be more content with the peace offering he had been given. He would have settled the costly feud between your town for much less than what he had received, but he would gladly accept and keep this perfect mate that had been offered to him.
 You tried to squirm free from his strong arms and cock, but he did not even notice your resistance, leaving you to pout and accept your place as his cock warmer as he began snoring peacefully behind you.
 The former prisoners would tell everyone you had them released and lasting peace would be cemented between your people, and all it took was accidentally giving yourself to a large orc warrior who wanted nothing more than to own you, baby you, keep you safe, and fuck you constantly.
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Male Yandere Therapist x Gender Neutral Patient
CW: Dubcon, abuse of authority, underwear sniffing, stalking, gaslighting, manipulation, isolation, general yandere behavior
(Just a list of ideas I had for a yandere therapist, but nothing I wanted to write a full fic about)
-Yandere therapist that quickly falls head over heels in love with you.
-Knows it's wrong and totally unethical, but can't fight it anymore.
-You're so broken but still so trusting and desperate for love. It's too cute.
-Waves the fee because he doesn't want you to go with a cheaper therapist but says he "just wants to help you" and "doesn't care about money."
-Slowly isolates you, cutting you off from friends and family under the guise of professional advice.Â
"That's toxic behavior you need to get away from that person."Â
"You're talking to them too much, be a little more independent."
"Your boyfriend seems clingy and codependent, I really think breaking it off is what's best for both of you."
-Once you have fewer people around he begins stalking you.
-If you spot him in too many stores or other places that you are at and get suspicious he gaslights you.
-Breaks in when he knows you'll be away to get some trinkets to remember you when you're not in sessions.
-Keeps a pair of your underwear to sniff while he jerks off between appointments.
-Slowly conditions you to believe he is the only person you can trust and confide in.
-Starts using hypnosis so he knows best how to manipulate you.
-Uses hypnosis to begin to plant attraction and submission to him into your subconscious.
-Also gets you acclimated to his touch while you're hypnotized by groping, fondling, and kissing you.
-Very hard for him not to go all the way, he is extremely tempted to do so, but wants you to be fully aware when he takes you, wants it to be romantic.
-You find yourself slowly falling for him, thinking about him more and more until it is almost overwhelming. But you remind yourself how inappropriate it is.
-He takes things slow and is very patient. Never doing anything to risk the progress he has made.
-When it gets to the point that you can't contain your feelings anymore that's when he knows he can progress further.
-Once he gets you to that point he is never letting go and the best part for him is that you think being romantically involved was all your idea.
CW: Noncon, extortion, coercion, cum licking, panty sniffing, a/b/o dynamics, stalking, general yandere behavior, musk, pheromones, knotting
Word Count: 866
(I had a dream that this happened to me last night and decided to write it as a story. Not beta read. Sorry for errors. I don't think transfem readers are really catered to that often, so hopefully some people feel represented without feeling fetishized in this. <3)
You were an omega. You had decided to go see a movie by yourself because the theater was playing old classic horror films every night this week. This was the first time since coming out as a trans woman that you had been out in public and you were extremely nervous. You had worked very hard on your makeup and had put on a cute skirt. Though you had a lot of anxiety, you also felt more yourself than you ever had before.
It was a Monday night and still a bit early, so there was no one else viewing the same movie that you were. You picked a good spot to watch from and settled in with your popcorn and drink. After a few good minutes, you felt more and more comfortable, until halfway through the film, you heard someone come in.
You didn't pay the person any attention until they were close enough for you to catch their scent. You recognised who it belonged to immediately. Your stalker, Shaun. He was a persistent alpha who had been after you for months. A total creep who thought you were meant to belong to him.
By the time you could smell him, he was already too close for you to escape. He sat down beside you and grabbed your wrist so you couldn't get away. With his other hand, he muffled your mouth so you couldn't scream. He leaned close, and his scent made you dizzy.
"Sorry I'm late for our date. I had to pick up Mr. Sir Squiggles."
Your blood ran cold. Mr. Sir Squiggles was your beloved hamster. The implication was clear. Stop struggling, or else he'd do something to your pet.
"Don't look so horrified, baby. I'd never hurt our pet. But I have custody, so if you want to see him, you'll have to do what I want with you and move in with me."
Shaun sounded so smug. He knew he had finally won. His romantic advances had failed, so why not keep your pet hostage? You cried silently and nodded so he knew you understood what you had to do. He released you from his grip and pulled you close with his arm around you. His pheromones were suffocating, and you could smell how aroused he was.
After a while, he noticed you shaking with nervousness but misinterpreted it as you being cold.
"You look cold, here~"
"N-no I'm fine." You sputtered.
He ignored you and draped you in his sweaty jacket. It did nothing to soothe your anxiety though his musl did make your body betray you in a humiliating fashion. Your cock was hard and slick was starting to leak from your ass. He could smell it as soon as it happened.
"Well I was going to wait until we got home, but if my girl needs it now, I'd be neglectful if I said no."
The tip of his cock was already visible poking out the leg of his shorts as he reached under your skirt and rubbed your soft thighs before ripping off your panties. He brought the tattered underwear to his nose and inhaled deeply before stuffing it into his pocket for later. You had to suppress the urge to run away and just let it happen.
Shaun pulled his shorts down enough for his eager prick to bounce free. Then he hitched up your skirt and pulled you on his lap, lowering you on his length in one smooth motion.
"I fit so well~ you were made for my cock."
You whimpered but he shushed you and kissed up your neck.
"Shhh, relax. Just watch your movie and enjoy my cock."
You tried to focus on the movie, to focus on anything but this gross violation. But it was impossible with him sliding so deeply into you while claiming, biting, and kissing your sensitive neck over and over. Je began to gently stroke your weeping cock. You couldn't help but moan softly as his knot swelled and brought you to orgasm. Your insides clenched and throbbed around his dick and finally made him drain his balls into you. He took the cum you spilled into his hand and smeared it on your lips before licking it off.
Shaun held you tight in his lap while waiting for his knot to stop swelling so that the two of you could uncouple. You panted and blankly watched the film while not really watching it as your head was overloaded with all that had just transpired. Occasionally, Shaun would kiss your neck gently or rub your legs in what he thought was a soothing manner.
Every once in a while, he'd whisper praise softly into your ear.
"You're so good at taking me."
"You look so pretty in a skirt."
"You're such a good girl."
When the movie ended, and when his knot decided to dislodge itself from your rear, Shaun led you out of the theater and into his car, cum slowly dripping down your legs the entire time. You were a mess, but too numb to really pay attention or care, but that was okay. Your new alpha boyfriend would take care of you.
I'm sorry for dumping all this to you, you can not read it, this is not a question but Arrin has been my Roman Empire since Christmas. This is my first time writing just for the sake of it (much less NSFW) so yeah... (you can ignore this)
Ok, so imagine that one day, Darling is feeling really fucking horny. I am not talking about "Arrin's pheromones strikes again", "Usual Needy Darling", or even "Somehow A/B/O exists in this era and Darling got all the omega-ness". I'm talking talking H O R M Y. So you decide to also test out your beloved mate's stamina and see if you can outlast him in bed
It wasn't that bad at the beginning of the day. Arrin wakes up first. Cuddles your sleeping form. Spoons you or if he still has his cock inside you (you were bouncing on him last night and you just slept on top of him), maybe grind into you slowly (soft enough to not wake you up), maybe a kiss or two or ten on the face. When you wake up, one of you cooks breakfast (if you guys won't do some morning fun times before that), and you guys feed each other (mostly him feeding you). Maybe a cuddle before you both leave for the day
At first, you were just nuzzling into him. You cling his arm or torso whenever he's not doing anything and when you guys get some down time, you sit on his lap, nuzzling you face into the crook of his neck while he wraps his arms around you. By the afternoon, you're sucking him off and nibbling his neck. He is now grinding into you but you, for some reason, won't let him get you off. Your clinginess and horny levels are skyrocketing (due to the lack of release), by the end of the day and when you guys are at home, you pounce onto him. Kissing him and begging him to please BREED YOU. You guys go at it for R O U N D S. Arrin is a bit surprised at how eager you are today. You guys always want each other but this is different somehow. After 10+ rounds of you guys cumming, you are still very needy and are now on top of him after doing so many positions. Your stomach now bulging at little bit due to the amount of cum in you that there are puddles on the bed and other areas of the bedroom. Arrin is beginning to be a little bit tired and you are beginning to get overstimulated in a slightly painful way but you still want more.
Despite loving the fucked out expressions on your face and how your chubby tummy bulges due to his cum making you look pregnant (does wonders to his breeding kink fr fr ngl), he is starting to get worried for you but couldn't do anything due to how much you've been pawing at him, whimpering to not stop, begging him to kiss you and mark you, staring at him with that needy doe eyes and how even though you are now laying on his chest on top of him, you are still bouncing on him like his purpose in life is to breed you (maybe it is)
You cum on him for the nth time, your needy dripping hole also milking his cock, filling you up with once again with his cum. You ride out your orgasm which, combined with the feeling of his fresh warm cum inside of you, just makes you cum again on top of him on top of the previous orgasm. Pleasure blinding you that you pass out from it all.
Arrin waits for a minute to collect himself and to check on you (seeing as you sometimes pass out for 30 seconds or go to sleep immediately after your sessions). It's been 3 minutes, he's been tapping your face and you're still limp and not waking up. So he decides to just go to sleep and maybe you'll be fi--
10 minutes later, an entire floor of the local hospital has been destroyed due to the Chief's rampage and was only stopped when you woke up
After all that mess is over, he did not touch you in a sexual way nor did he grant his darling mate's wish for breeding in fear of the same incident happening again. He turned into a fucking celibate monk that was somehow not swayed by his sexy mate's pleas and whines, not even when they're nuzzling into him and pawing at him and giving him that puppy dog eyes. You're the Beggiest Beggar in All of Begdom and he's still not budging. After all, being Chief requires strong will and sacrifice for the greater good and you, my dear, are the greatest good he's ever had and he's not gonna lose you
Well maybe it wouldn't hurt to do it, if that means you're going to stop giving him that sad teary face
You're getting only three rounds and a full body massage though ... You still need to rest
Sorry for that, I just really wanted to write a joke about Darling Reader fainting due to excessive cumming with the very very slightest touch of Cum Overdose and Arrin running to and destroying the hospital in worry... also I want feral Arrin, it can be very hot for a mostly chill and sane man plus or minus a little bit of kidnapping and neck snapping to go feral once in a while especially for our sake
The fact that someone wrote a whole fanfic about my work is extremely flattering.
Also if anyone else wants to write something like this, everyone is free to use my OCs and post their work as long as they note that it's fanfiction and link to the original fic or to my blog.
|| anon: satosugu x drunk male reader who is shorter by 20cm ||
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âsatoru? Suguruâ you yelled out drunkly âname?! Were have you beenâ suguru said in worry while holding you chubby cheeks, which made you giggle âIâm sho tiredâŠ.â you snuggled into sugurus chest, satoru look at you trying to figure out what to do âbaby..? Are you drunkâ satoru said in a soft tone âw-whattt, nooooâ you tryed to lie but you just suck at lying âcmon letâs get you to the shower.. you smell like artificial fruit and vodkaâ suguru chuckled before picking you up âsatoru come onâ suguru beckoned him
~the bathroom
âCmon baby, let go and get in the waterâ suguru struggled to make you let go ânoo⊠your so warmâ your cock twitched âI missed your smellâ you mumbled âcmon, there extra bubblesâ âget in with meâŠâ you said to both of them â*hiccup* pleaseeeeâŠ?â You looked up at them with puppy eyes, which made both of their cocks twitch âif you insist satoru said before stripping him and suguru âyayâ you said drunkly.
you snuggled in to satorus chest while moaning a mess âmph!.. nnhgâŠ.â You eyes had hearts in them, suguru was to busy stroking your poor little cock, while satoru was getting your hole ready. âSatoruuuuâŠ! â sho gwooddâ your eyes rolled back, as soon your were about to cum, suguru pulled away! âHuh *sniff*â you looked back, suguru got closer and whispered something in your ear âonly good boys get to cum.. not slutsâ he said before smacking your ass âmph!!~ â s-suguru, p-please Iâm so closeâ you moaned, trying to get suguru to let you cum, but it didnât work.
You were slowly getting crushed by shame, you were getting fucked by your two best friends, you were knocked out of your daydreaming when suguru smacked you ass, hard âstop daydreaming, slutâ he said in a rude tone âsuguru..cut him some slack, Iâd be embarrassed if I was getting fucked by my best friendsâ satoru cooed, while playing with your hair, slowly finger fucking you âmph â haah~..â you let out your cute little noices into satorus chest.
âhgnh!!!~â oops⊠you came all over satorus tummy, suguru looks at you âIâdonât think you fuckin heard right, slut.â Suguru says in a mean tone, before he can say anything âIâIâm sorry!â You hid your face in satorus chest âpffâitâs alrightâ satoru truly tried his best not to laugh, you looked up at satoru âpleaseâ do any thing..â suguru and satoru snapped.
~in the bedroom
âNnhâmphâ you let out pretty little cries when suguru sucked you cock, on the now damp bed, while satoru was fucking you âIâI can feel you in my tummyâŠsatoruâ you moaned, satoru then shoved his fingers in your mouth â*gag*â you gripped satorus hand, but felt a harsh slap on your cheek, which made you tear up âIâm sho sworryâ you whined, suguru groans and your cock which made shiver go down your spine when you felt the Vibrations on your cock.
suguru then pressed your cocks together and started to rub them together, âwait!! FâffuckâŠ.!~â you whimpered, the knot in your stomach was about to bust âpleasepleaseplease!!â You pleaded âplease, what?â Suguru cooed in your ear teasingly âplease I need to cumâŠ~â you looked at at him, and wrapped your arms around his neck âhmm⊠satoru what do you thinkâ âI donât knowâŠbut Iâm about to cumâ satoru whined âfuck.. me tooâ âmphâ mâcumming!!~â you moaned, suguru and satoru following after âfuck baby, you alright?..â suguru said in a softer tone then before âmhm..â you tryed to keep my eyes open but you were to tired, expect a noice complaint for the neighbors!
Male Half-Demon Yandere x Gender Neutral Vampire Reader
CW: Noncon, blood drinking, biting/cutting for blood, making out, drugged sex, drugged reader, forced addiction, overstimulation, reader fucked well and truly out of their mind whilst high on demon blood, aftercare, general yandere behavior
Word count: 1.6k
(Sorry this took forever. The image of reader sitting on dick while sucking blood from a wrist was living rent free in my head and I had to write this. Written on my phone, hopefully I fixed all the weird formatting and typos.)
The full moon shone brightly in the clear winter night. With each exhale, your breath plumed out visibly. The shadows of trees stretched long and spindly, grasping for a material world they were incapable of grabbing hold of. You hid amongst the bushes, silently watching the small bar in front of you. It was a secluded place. Quiet and down the road from anything else. Perfect for a person to grab a drink. Even a vampire like yourself. This was your first night in this town, but there were almost always places like this to slake your thirst.Â
Wait for a drunk customer to come stumbling out and nab them to have a drink of your own. Then, if you needed to, use your hypnotic powers to make them think it was all a dream.Â
That's what you had intended tonight. But then you caught a whiff of a human that smelled much more tempting than any other you had ever encountered.Â
The bartender. Your sharp ears could pick up his name even from outside. Wade. Not that you needed to bother knowing it.
You decided to wait for the last lingering patron to leave the bar before sneaking in and making your move. It took a few hours, and your joints grew stiff in the cold, but finally, the bartender was alone, and you could make your move. You were practically salivating as you slipped into the bar, and his scent hit you more directly. You couldn't wait to taste what waited in his veins. Luckily, you didn't have to.Â
"Sorry, we've just closed," he said as he heard you enter.
With superhuman speed, you rushed behind him, barely having time to note the surprised expression on his face.Â
You wasted no time on pleasantries and sank your fangs into his neck.
Instantly, you were lost in his flavor. His blood was glorious. But after one drink, your eyes glazed and your thoughts were foggy.Â
He plucked you off of him easily, and you fell to the floor, dizzy and confused but yearning for more of him. You were so thirsty. A mild sense of euphoria washed over you, but your body felt weak and wobbly.Â
Wade stared down at you, smirking. His brown hair turned silver, small black horns sprouted from his forehead, and his hazel eyes glowed red.
"What's wrong? Bit off more than you could chew?"
Not much blood had been consumed, so you started to get to your feet, but Wade wanted you nice and helpless. He rubbed his fingers to the bite mark you had left and shoved his fingers into your mouth and smeared the drug on your tongue. You immediately slumped against the counter.
He went and locked up the bar before returning to your side and administering another hit of his blood. You eagerly drank it up. It was too irresistible.Â
Then he gently led you downstairs where he apparently lived.Â
"Didn't realize I was part demon or didnât know demon blood was like a narcotic? Maybe you didn't know either of those..."Â
He tossed you on the bed rather unceremoniously.
"Thought you were gonna get an easy meal, but you're gonna feed me too!"
Assuming that he ate beings with magic, you looked up at him with a horrified expression and scrambled to get off the bed. He stopped you and pushed you back.
"I'm nourished by intoxication and addiction the way sex and lust nourishes an incubus," he explained, having noted the fear on your face.
Though you still had a fierce thirst for his blood, you weren't addicted. Yet. Just significantly increased blood cravings. You had the presence of mind to know what he intended, and you didn't want to be a captive.
"You can't do this!"
The effects of his blood on your body were rapidly wearing off. It had only been a small amount. You could use your speed to zip awa-
"I can do whatever I want to a little leech like you~"Â
Wade pinned you on the bed and used the sharp nail of his thumb to slice his wrist before shoving his wrist to your mouth. You tried to turn away and keep your mouth closed, but you could feel the warm blood tingle your lips, and the smell was all-encompassing. Tired of your struggles, he smacked you hard across the cheek. You could have shrugged off a strike from a normal human, but he had demonic strength. As he had anticipated, you cried out in pain. With your mouth open, he jammed his bloody wrist right into your mouth.Â
Once a drop had touched your tongue for the third time that night, all your resolve melted away. You relaxed under him and greedily lapped at his wrist. Now that it was in you, you needed more.
As you gave into your dark desires and fed off Wade, he fed off the intoxication and the budding addiction growing inside you.Â
But the whole situation had his cock straining painfully in his jeans.Â
He maneuvered your clothes off as well as his, but your attention was focused on your meal. You whimpered and grabbed for his arm as he pulled it away to lube up his cock. Just because he was doing this for nourishment didn't mean he couldn't have some fun. Besides, being all cute and needy for his blood made you look far too tempting for the half-demon.Â
He pulled you into his lap and slid his thick cock into you.
Wade put his arm up to you so you could suckle from his wrist as he slowly fucked into you. A large demonic cock like Wade's would have stretched and hurt the hole of any human, but you were far more durable. In fact, it felt quite nice. His blood seemed to heighten pleasurable sensations while reducing unpleasant ones.
You moaned softly as you fed.
"That's it, take alllll you want babe. I regenerate faster than you can drink."
It must have been true. His wound had healed and you had to bite his wrist to draw more blood. He didn't seem to mind.Â
The demon kissed your neck and sucked it softly as he continued pumping into you. Never too hard to interrupt your meal.Â
He kept the slow and considerate pace until you had finished. Blood was smeared all over the lower half of your face, your eyes glossy and half lidded. You were barely cognizant of your surroundings anymore. All you knew was that you felt warm, happy, relaxed and, for the first time since you had turned, alive.
Wade angled your face towards him and kissed you deeply from behind, enjoying the taste of blood from your lips and the rush of energy he got from getting you high. He brushed his tongue against your fangs to draw blood so you could suck it while the two of you made out sloppily. The half-demon broke the kiss, a sanguine string of saliva and blood connected your lips for a moment. Wade hastened the tempo of his thrusts into you as his mind raced over the implications of having you.Â
A human would have died from just a drink of demon's blood. That's why he blended each bottle of booze in his bar with but a single drop. Just enough to subconsciously coax humans to crave coming back to his bar and give Wade a bit more intoxication to sustain himself. But he didn't have to hold back with you at all.Â
Rapturous moans left your body as your pleasure reached its zenith. Your normally frighteningly pale face was actually flushed.
"You enjoying yourself?" Wade smirked and kept going.
You could only weep silently as the overwhelming sensations from the drug and sex mingled into an overwhelming wave of ecstasy bearing down brutally upon you.Â
With supernatural stamina he kept going for hours, he readministered his blood as needed. Every time he made you cum you whimpered. Each orgasm seemed to hold within it a greater and greater threat of throwing you off the brink of sanity and shattering your mind.Â
By the end of it, when he had finally had enough after filling you with cum over and over again, you were a shaky drooling mess. His demonic features faded away as he picked you up. Then he took you to the tub and bathed you gently, getting all the dried blood off your face and cleaning up all the semen leaking from your hole.Â
"Sorry I had to give you so much. Have to get you hooked on it."
Wade picked you up and wrapped you in a soft towel. You were too out of it to respond.
"The crashes aren't bad though at least. Extreme cravings but no life threatening illness or anything."
He kissed your forehead and tucked you in before getting under the covers and spooning you.Â
"You're gonna love it here I promise. All the blood you want. I'm not just keeping you here to feed me, I could see glimpses inside your mind when your inebriation nourished me."
The half-demon ran a hand soothingly up and down your side.
"I know we're compatible lovers. You'll see."
You could hear his words but could just barely process them.Â
"B-but.." You protested weakly.
"Hush now. You need to rest."
He put his arm around your waist and held you protectively. It was so much easier to just let sleep claim you than it was to resist.
Wade stayed up far longer though. All the thoughts of the wonderful life you two would share together running through his head and keeping him awake. It would be amazing. He couldn't wait for tomorrow.
He'd treat you so well and make sure his little vampire was always happy. And he'd keep you hopelessly addicted to his blood. You'd be so helpless and dependent on him that you'd simply never be able to escape.
not in alleys, or restrooms, or love hotels, but open places such as libraries and parks. is where he loves fucking you the most. the whole world gets to see how well he fucks you and how stupidly you're into it. from his harsh pounding to your pitiful moans. he doesn't care about the shaking bookshelves or the numerous eye witnesses, he cares only about you and your pleasure, how well his big hands wrap around your cute waist, and the way your hole wraps around him and doesn't want to let go of his dick when he tries to pull out.
your moans echo throughout the hallways of the library, as well the sounds of skin slapping. "uhm.. you two need to leave!, you're disturbing the others and-!" the poor librarian scolded you both for making such a mess and dirtying her books. "fuck off before i blow you to bits you old hag." you tried your best to cover your mouth with your hands, but he's too rough and mean. he's got you on your back, laid on the table, his hands held both your thighs to your chest. "p-please go.. away... w're almost d~one"
nothing has ever stopped him, not the police nor the villains. one time he fucked you in one of the beds for sale and left with it cum stained and a few broken springs.
"wait-!.. fuck, wait katsuki!" your struggles on making sentences turns him on, shows just how good he is, it feeds his ego. "what is it? hm?" your head falls on his chest, "i-it's.. the bed, s'gonna break.." you shot back up when he resumed fucking upwards, now reaching deeper in your guts. "so what? they got a shit ton of materials to fix it." he wrapped his arms tighter around you, keeping you from squirming and so that he could fuck his kids into you without wasting a single drop. "don't worry baby,. it'll be fine, show them that pretty face." your hair stuck to your face from all the sweat, tears and saliva. he gathered all of it and pulled, causing you to look up at the grossed out bystanders.
(Request: omg can I pls request ftm chubby reader x satosugu? (polyamory if possible pls reader is a bottom) :I got you pookie:
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âyour have soft hair (name)â satoru said while brushing your hair, suguru parted your hair and looked at at satoru âmy six eyes are telling me his nape is his weak spotâ satoru whispered to suguru âwhat if i justâ satoru says before sliding his finger down your nape âhhn-!?~â a moan ripped from your throat âwhat the fuck satoru!â Your yelled âwhattt, I was just curiousâ satoru said, while suguru was dying laughing on the other side over you, âitâs not funnyâŠâ you pouted your plump lips, satoru looked at suguru, then both of them looked at you, suguru kissed your nape and satoru kissed you, âmph!~â suguru then moved to your cheek, kissing it then pushing satoru then kissed you, âmhh~âŠâ suguru picked you up and walked you to your shared bed âsuguruuu~ share him with meeâ â you had him long enough satoru..â suguru said while takin your shirt, then layed you on your tummy, taking out his cock and layin it on your face âhm, suckâ before you can say anything he shoved his cock I; your mouth âsatoruâ âya ya suguruâ satoru lifted your ass up so he can reach your cunt easier âso wet..â he rubbed the flats of his finger tips.
satoru licked your cunt though your boxers ânngh!~ mmph..~â your eyes rolled back, âlet me take these offâ satoru said while taking your boxers off âoh wow..â satoru groaned at the sight of your pussy, he slowly lowered your ass so it was at his crotch level, took out his 8 inch cock and lined it up to your cunt
*crack!*
You couldnât scream, satoru looked at your face and grinned âsatoru, what did I say about going hard on himâ suguru cooed, âshhh⊠suguru I knowâ suguru rolled his eyes as he kept his cock in your mouth âhow does it feel getting fucking in both ends baby?â Suguru rubbed your cheek, feeling his cock poke your cheek âfâfuck⊠Iâm so close, im goin cum inside yaâŠâ satoru moaned âsame over hereâŠâ suguru whined, you tried to say no! You really did! But.. you were to cock drunk to say no! At the same time you didnât want to miss the chance to be breeded by both of your best friends! âThank you pretty boyâŠ~â âhgnh~â they both groaned before cumming inside of you
