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@hellwithgoodintentions
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-> independent fandomless original character. Can be slotted into multiple fandoms.
-> Heavily smut based with darker content featured. Proceed with caution. Must be 21 or older to interact.
-> Est 07/2026. Reaper, 30+, est. Also at @thedevilsexception & @honesteffort & @rejectedtilwedie & @wcllcrawler & @soakedinsin & @tasteimmcrtality & @getthedevil
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backing up against him to spoon in the morning. he’s still asleep for the most part, but he opens up to you. his arm folds over you, hand cupping your breast. his leg stretching over yours. you’re his for him to keep there, soft and warm, and you’re not sure he’s even conscious about it as he starts grinding his growing morning wood against your ass
ANNA WATCHED THE HANDSOME MAN AS HE MOVED AROUND completely naked, first closer and then away from her. her green gaze followed each and every single movement, enraptured by the flexing and relaxing of his toned muscles that rippled underneath the cover of flesh. she liked what she saw. she liked it a lot. "give me the shirt." Anna spoke, reaching out her hand towards Grady to accept the clothing he offered. the shirt was large on her, reaching just a few inches below her butt, enough to cover the lack of underwear but definitely not enough to hide the glaze of slick pussy juices and cum that egan to drip out of her the moment she stood up from the bed. the brunette bit on her lower lip at the sensation, so pleasant and yet so fucked up - knowing that she was about to walk out and possibly see the man's wife right there? while she leaked his cum? mortifying. "I'm not sure it makes it better." Anna pointed out with a small glare sent his way as she fixed the shirt, making sure it covered most of what it was supposed to. it wasn't the most comfortable she felt while facing another woman but that was mostly about the fact that she had come on the other woman's husband's cock. mostly. "okay, let's go." the brunette urged, making her way towards the door "before I loose my nerve and ask you to drive me home."
That seemed to get her moving at least. While there was still some sense of uncertainty, she wasn't entirely protesting either. Grady took just one moment to appreciate the sight of the slim, smaller body in his shirt before moving back over to her. Palming her ass, he pressed a kiss to her temple. "Don't go worrying, sweetheart. Think there will be plenty more to enjoy tonight. I'll reward you for being a good girl," he promised with a chuckle as she urged them both towards the door. One smack was swiftly delivered to her ass, light and playful, before he opened up the door and stepped out. There was still a noticable lack of shame or hesitation in the way that he moved. Dinner was just being set on the table as they arrived, the woman giving a smile before scurrying back off to the kitchen. Grady glanced towards Anna, as if to say see, before pulling out a chair for her. "Go on and take a seat." He poured them each a glass of wine once he was sure she was settled and then took the chair beside hers. There was not a chance that she didn't have some cum leaking from her by now. But, he held off on mentioning his wife cleaning up the seat. Things were a little tenuous right now at best. A nice, clearly intensive homemade meal was laid out before them. As promised, his wife wasn't insight. At least in Amma's line of sight that was. Grady leaned back in his chair and took a sip of the wine. "Hope you don't mind some red wine with dinner."
ANNA WATCHED IN AMUSEMENT AS THE LARGE, ring-decorated-hand wrapped around her heavy breast. a perfect fit, a volume that fit nicely in his grasp, but the glint of a wedding band made it all the more fucked up to think about, the knowledge of his wife being just in the other room and cooking dinner as if nothing was amiss. was it something the two of them had done before? was the wife exicted by such a turn of events? was there a reason for Grady's obvious ease with which he brought the strange woman from a bar back to his home without a care in the world? Anna was almost afraid to ask. "no." the brunete answered the question with a roll of green eyes. as if. as if she made a point to search for married men in pubs across town. it was the first time she even went home with someone she had met for the first time adn to end up in a situation like this? it was quite a shocking end to the fuck. Anna did not quite manage to comprehend the next part of his words before the man rolled out of bed in all of his naked glory. she stared at him, eyes wide in shock by a couple of things - first of all, his unabashed display of post-fuck appearance, second of all the mention of going out there to the dining room to enjoy dinner. "are you mad?" the brunette hissed through gritted teeth, grasping the edge of a bedsheet to pull it up around her naked body as if it was necessary to shield herself now after Grady had seen it all either way "you can't just go out there like this." she pointed to his half hard cock and mussed up hair before shaking her head "and I am definitely not joining you and your wife for a happy family dinner."
All that flirting and all that talk mid sex, now here she was getting shy and unsure. Grady always wondered which way it would end up going. Only one of two. The way Anna was currently acting or unfazed and ready to enjoy it. He chuckled lowly, standing right beside the bed as she stared. He glanced down before teasingly running a hand over his semi hard length, removing just a little bit of the whitish ring she had left behind. "It's my house. I can go out there looking anyway I want, sweetheart. Nothing and no one is stopping me. Or does the fact that you soaked my bed and creamed all over my cock embarrass you? Sure wasn't the case just moments ago when you were screaming out." Grady leaned over a bit, bringing his face closer to hers as his hands met the bed. "And who said anything about it being a family dinner? Dinners for me and you. She eats in the kitchen. So, are you going to get up and put on my shirt? It'd be a big waste of the meal waiting for us. And I might just have to reconsider the rest of the night. Don't think I forgot about all those things whispered about in the car on the ride over. Plenty of things left to explore. Things I think you need. We both want. So, are you gonna deny yourself?" The dynamics didn't really need to be explained. Not right now anyway. He leaned back once more and grabbed a pair of boxers to pull on along with a t-shirt. It was more than what most had gotten but he figured it might help Anna along. "Does it make you feel better to know that she enjoys it? Wants it? Asks for me to do this?"
I don't need to make any more muses. Or a straight multi. Someone tell me I don't. (Had ideas for a Bertie Carvel period muse, Aaron Taylor-Johnson dad/OF content creator, Bill Skarsgard either killer or vampire/werewolf, and Tyriq Withers athlete/off campus sort of base).
THE BRUNETTE GRIPPED THE FABRIC OF THE cushions hard enough to turn her knuckles white as she felt the man's thrusts find a rhythm that sent her body into a constant motion back and forth against the back of the sofa. the words he spoke only further pushing her into the abbyss of bliss, the mental state of focusing on nothing else but the pleasant physical aspect of the fucking. the glide of spit and pussy juice acting as lube for the cock's movements in her tightest channel, the way her sensitive clit pushed into the sofa's cushions at just the right angle to rub against the fabric, the way the man spoke to her as if he already owned every last inch of her - all of it set her on fire. "fuck, Grady." Anna groaned, wincing and clenching her walls around his cock at the smacks to her ass. the tingling across her flesh a clear sign that there would be a mark left across pale cheek, another way that the man made sure she'd remember this. remember him. "please, I need it." she was growing desperate with each new passing minute, her body starved for pleasure as much as it demanded the complete degradation of being turned into a toy, a fleshlight, a cumdump --- her pussy left without stimulation while Grady's cock ruined her ass. she loved it. "yes, it's yours." Anna agreed easily, womanhood clenching around nothing as she neared an orgasm from her asshole being used and reshaped to fit his cock best "my ass is yours, only yours."
Need it. One fuck, that wasn't even finished, and she was already an addicted little whore. It was that very moment that Grady knew he wouldn't be able to just let it go and be a one time thing. So soft, so submissive, so filthy. It was everything he could have ever wanted wrapped into one. The added fact that it was someone who he shouldn't have been touching just added to the fact. An endless path of possibilities laid before him and he found himself wondering just what her boundaries would be, how far and how hard he could push. Just what would she be willing to do? The obscene sounds of their flesh smacking, her wanton moans, the crouch creaking just a bit below them all created a cascades of pleasurable sounds, echoing throughout the room and likely to other parts of the house. Should anyone open a door, walk in, or pass by an open window too closely they would have been greeted by them, leaving little doubt to what was happening. Anna was now his. Just as she had proclaimed. "Awww, sweet little thing. Are you gonna cum?" He could feel the shake of her muscles. "Had I know what a little whore you really were, I would have fucked you sooner." He grunted as his hips slammed into her thighs and ass. "Don't you worry. I'll take care of everything from here. All you'll have to worry about is being a good girl for me. Think you can do that? If you do, i'll make sure all those nasty little thoughts that you keep to yourself and touch yourself to at night become true. So, tell me. Can you be a good girl for me, Anna?"
Maybe Audrey was delusional, but part of her thought that this could actually really work between them. Sure, there was an age gap. And yeah, she had been one of his students mere months ago, but so what? She wasn't one now and to her that's all that mattered. They hadn't done anything between the time span of laying out the syllabus and taking the final exam so really, what was the harm? There might have been a wet dream or two but she wasn't about to admit that now, not as he was taking her hand and smiling oh so sweetly her way.
Audrey's cheeks tinted pink at the attention and her face morphed to mirror his own smile right back at him - she was in heaven tonight and there was no way she wanted it to end. "Drinks sound good. More ... private." And that's what she wanted right? The chance to be alone with him again? Her body already buzzed at the idea, and so she nodded briefly before leaning into his side as the pair held hands. "I'd love to."
As easy as that, he had her agreeing to come back to his place. Grady had to take a slow breath, a reminder to keep himself in check. As much as he would have loved to just have her then and there. The build up was a tease but also enjoyable. Get her addicted, ensure that she didn't want anyone else, that no one else could come close to giving her what he did. A twisted possession that wouldn't vanish any time soon. He led her back to the car and made sure to open the door for her. Once secured, it took no time for him to climb into the driver seat. His hand instantly found her thigh, a little too high to just be innocent but not high enough to give away anything other than an indulgent touch. Fingers worked over the soft flesh gently.
"Have you sorted out if you're going home over break?" Grady hoped the answer would be that she would remain around rather than spending a week away. It was still early in what was between them and a week away could give too much clarity. Not to mention, it was a week of deprivation for him. It was time that could be spent together without any sort of outside annoyances or interruptions. Eager to get home, perhaps he was driving a little fast, but mindful enough to not get in trouble.
Closed starter for @giantdynamo
A night out was something to be coordinated and planned. While Audrey was no longer technically his student, the sort of relationship that they found themselves in was something still highly frowned upon at the university. Ironic, given his position teaching ethics. Even so, he had figured it out and had picked her up earlier in the evening, driving to the next town over for dinner. Complete with a nice little piece of jewelry that said he had been thinking of her. Nothing fancy, nothing too extravagant to go over the top of where they were currently at. Everything up to this point had been flirting, with some intense making out here and there. Grady wanted to see if perhaps she was open to a little more this evening. He knew he had to toe a line, given that ahe had admitted to never having slept with a man before. Going all out would likely only frighten her away. He genuinely liked Audrey and the darker parts of him loved the fact that she was untouched by another man. "You do look ravishing tonight, sweetheart," he offered as he offered his hand. "Would the lady care to do anything else for the evening? It seems rather early on a Friday night to call it quits. I'm sure we could find a movie. Or perhaps you would enjoy coming back to my place for a drink?" The offer extended, he had to see if she would take the bait.
An online dating platform for monsters and monster fuckers BUT
gamified.
So, you get the app, right, you make a profile, you go out and meet monsters, have a great time (euphemism) and then, you can unlock achievements. Like 'Took their first three-inch knot today!' or 'Got bred by ten different tentacle monsters!'. To make it legit, your achievements have to be verified via an in-app tool by your sex partner and there is a certain thrill that comes with sending the 'Do you confirm that I came four times on your hemi-cocks?' inquiry to your dragon one night stand.
And then, other monsters can see those on your profile and be like damn, what a cute freak, I'm gonna give them another achievement
𝟱𝟱 𝗺/𝗳 𝘂𝘀.𝗳𝘄 𝗴𝗶𝗳 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗽𝘁𝘀, MINORS DNI. the images linked are extremely ns.fw, you have been warned ! this prompt list has been split into two parts, 56 - 115 are here.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
6, 7, 8, 9, 10
11, 12, 13, 14, 15
16, 17, 18, 19, 20
21, 22, 23, 24, 25
26, 27, 28, 29, 30
31, 32, 33, 34, 35
36, 37, 38, 39, 40
41, 42, 43, 44, 45
46, 47, 48, 49, 50
51, 52, 53, 54, 55
Okay. Went a little crazy with some muses today and calling my limit for now. Current roster and where to find them.
Grady Byrne - Professor, ex special forces. (You are here)
Dante Marshall - Private security contractor, occasional mercenary ( @thedevilsexception )
Rafael Hernandez and Matias Hernandez - Ranchers ( @honesteffort )
Niki Yeung, Adelaide Sullivan, Cassandra Woodson, Vanessa Dawson - femme based ( @rejectedtilwedie )
Peter Parker aka Spider-Man ( @wcllcrawler )
If anyone wants anything with anyone, just hit me up.
IT WAS NOT THE FRUITY DRINKS THAT SHE had in hand for the whole evening, the amount of alcohol not enough to dull the senses - her father would have her head if she even entertained the idea of becoming incapacitated while some danger loomed around the corner. but it was definitely enough to take the edge off, to suddenly look at the man before her with no guard in grasp, no mask of quiet composure as green gaze followed every movement of his body. every stretch and flex of that toned frame that Anna had imagined way too many times hovering above her as the man mounted her from behind like a beast in heat. that thought alone had her thighs clenching in need, the base instincts guiding her movements as the brunette rose from her seat and took a step towards Grady. then another. and another. one thing lead to another, as it always did, and before she knew it she was bent over the back of the sofa with the handsome man standing behind her. "Grady." her moan was broken, lustful and embrassing, louder than she wanted it to be. Anna had never allowed anyone else to fuck her ass, none of her boyfriends getting to touch the forbidden hole even if her secret pleasure of fucking herself on various dildos each night seemed to center around that tightest, deepest hole almost solely. her pussy dripped with wetness and slick need, soaking into the sofa's cushions beneath her as each thrust of that huge cock made his balls slap right against her tender, delicate, overstimulated clit "n-no." Anna replied, answering the question even if she could barely string two coherent thoughts together to form those words among the moans of bliss. she ached for this. desperately wanted him to ruin her tightest channel, to mold her to his cock. "no one does, fuck Grady, no one else."
Baser needs could be ignored for awhile. Played off and denied as if he was above the things that tried to control his brain. In those weaker moments, like with Anna, it felt all too good to give in. And the revelation that no other man had touched her like he was, had taken something so precious was deeply satisfying in a way that words could hardly explain. He almost laughed. Almost. Here she was, eager and wanton for a man older than her, friends with her father, and giving up something like it was nothing. Instead of this being a one time thing, the chance of it developing further simply heightened. The tight channel squeezed his cock, though there hadn't been as much resistance or crying as anticipated. "No one's fucked your ass before? Something tells me that it may be true but I'm not the first cock to be back here. Maybe the first real one. You fuck yourself at night, wishing someone could take you and show you what a little whore you are? Hmm? Touching yourself to all those depraved thoughts of your dad's best friend." The fact that she was nearly cock drunk already ignited a fire deep within, possessive feelings immediately taking hold. "No one else ever will. Because it is mine now. Do you understand?" A harsh smack was landed, redness immediately blooming over the skin. All thoughts of getting caught, of the mess that was being made, of the consequences were far from his mind. Another smack, intent on leaving behind a different sort of mark and reminder.
smutty gif starter
send a category and a number for a starter from one of my muses. the gifs are usfw and the level of ' kinky ' increases through the categories. // warning: these gifs are found across tumblr, so if one is down, let me know and i'll find a new one.
A. romantic.
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B. f*cking.
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C. expanding limits.
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HER WHIMPER WAS LOUD, TOO LOUD ACTUALLY, when she started to come down from the heights of bliss only to climb it all over again when he pulled out and then pushed all the way inside of her starved cunt. all the way to the very base of his length, all the way in that it felt as if the head entered her womb. and then - Grady did not hold back. the brunette felt the physical touch of the powerful spurts of cum as they filled her insides, the warmth of the thick liquid spreading through her core and making her toes curl in ecstasy. the hand wrapped around her throat and cutting off the blood flow to her brain only heightening any and all sensations as well as allowing her to realise that she was his now. only his. she was babbling at this point, whimpers and moans of pleasure escaping her throat as her mind eluded any rational thought whatsovered. her body on fire, her core clenching and squeezing her lover's cock with the force of steel vices. no mercy. no hesitation. Anna did not even have the strength to tell him about her not being on any birth control at the moment and with the way she felt the cum shooting inside of her and making her oh so sticky, she was sure that he had not put a condom on either. it was too late to worry about that now. "fucking hell." the brunette cursed when she could see straight again after a couple dozen seconds had passed and her frame relaxed into the mattress "this was wild." Anna chuckled, offering the man a small smirk and a shake of her head, only then looking pointedly at the ring on his finger "I thought you were just looking for some fun while your wife was out of town." the brunette couldn't help her tease as she looked back into his eyes again, enjoying too much how his broad frame fit atop her own, how his cock still lingered inside of her, plugging all his cum up "but this is some different kind of fucked up shit."
There just something about the orgasm that came, feeling like his life was drained through his balls, when he had a woman pinned to his bed and unable to do anything but cum on his cock despite his wife being present in the house. It was a high that he was constantly chasing. Muscles seized momentarily, keeping his frame locked over hers and his hand tight around her throat. Only as the waves of pleasure subsided did his grip loosen, allowing her much needed air and a moment to recover from what had happened. A low laugh, the sort that rumbled from within his chest and meant genuine amusement passed his lips. He pulled out of Anna, taking a second to slap the sensitive head of his cock against what was sure an oversensitive clit, grinning the entire time. There only seemed to be a small trickle of his seed that spilled out of her. He didn't mind in the least. If she got knocked up, well they would figure shit out. The hand with the lift was lifted, teasingly groping her tit before raising to pressed the pads of his fingers against her lips. "Never slept with a married man while his wife was in the same house?" Clearly she hadn't. "Figured it's enough of a shock to see her. Didn't think you'd want her watching just yet. But, maybe she'll get a glimpse at dinner." Testing the waters, seeing what the limits were for her. He had a feeling that she was far more depraved than she let on. Either she was cockwarming him at the table or he was fucking her over it. Any cum that leaked from her at the table, well his wife would clean up the mess. He rolled to the side and stood, unabashed in his state, the glistening of their combined juices evident on his half hard cock. "Come on. Food will be ready about now and you'll need it. We are far from being done."
@wantcn asked: 2c from this prompt
Accepting
Touching the daughter of his best friend, of the man he had served the longest with should have been an absolutely solid line not to cross. Grady had always done well with temptation but even the strongest tree would break under too much weight. One too many drinks, a few sly touches from the younger woman and he has followed a deeper base instinct than any logical thought. The man had trusted Grady to watch her for the night while he dealt with an important matter. Not that she wasn't old enough to watch herself but apparently, there had been one or two trouble makers hanging around. He would have never anticipated Grady being a problem. He had watched her slip to her knees between his own, the soft touch his downfall, along with the purring words and sultry look. Her mouth had been heavenly, though it hadn't been enough to satisfy either of them. Now, he had her bent over the couch, stretching her ass around his cock. Grunting softly, her hair wrapped around his fist, Grady watched the way that her ass bounced with each thrust. "Does your Daddy know just what you let men do to you? He know that you love getting fucked in the ass?" He should have felt some guilt over the words but it didn't exist. If anything, it only heightened the filthy pleasure.
Open: f/m/nb/all 21+
Muse: Grady Byrne, 41-51, professor, ex special forces
Plot: Based off this gif. Open connections.
There were a certain set of rules that most who decided to visit Grady knew about. A way that the house was run. Veey few didn't end up agreeing with them, too intrigued or eager to see how they all played out. Of course, those rules were explained to only a select few, those that could understand and were willing to be quiet. Admittedly, while some claimed that they understood, sometimes it didn't sink in fully until the reality was faced. Like it was now. Free use. Not something that was widely accepted in the outside world just yet but was catching on. Grady had caught the other in the kitchen. After a moment, he decided that he couldn't pass up the opportunity. It was the first time that they were visiting but things had been explained thoroughly. Consent was key. He grinned as he stepped closer and grabbed a hold of their pants, slowly beginning to pull them down, hearing the concerned exclamation. "They are free to watch. In fact, they might even enjoy it. Just like you are about to."
