You gripped Rin’s length, thumb rubbing on the slit, smearing the shiny bead of sticky pre all over the flushed tip and the underside of his cock.
“Hm,” his arm snaked around your waist, pulling you in closer to his side. Rin’s hand found your bra and tugged it to expose your breasts, your leg curled over his. His fingers danced across your sensitive nipple, rolling and pinching the delicate bud while his calloused hands worked on kneading and gripping the soft flesh of your breast.
His cock pulsated in your hand, you let go for a heartbeat and ran your fingertip up and down his shaft. Your fingers brushed over his already tightening balls and gave them a gentle squeeze, drawing out suppressed grunts from him. You wrapped your hand around his wet member, pumping up and down on him.
“Don’t stop,” Rin clenched his jaw, thudding his head back into the pillow. The sound of the friction of your hand on his cock, wet and rhythmic filled the quiet room, breaking his icy composure. His hips began to stutter, instinctively bucking up to meet your palm.
His breath hitched, thighs flexing as you increased the speed, your grip firm and unrelenting.
“K-keep going,” he huffed out, pupils blown wide and eyes dark with lust. his teal eyes were fixed on you with an animalistic, predatory hunger. He reached down, his hand clamping over your wrist to guide you, forcing you into the punishing pace he needed.
His entire body went rigid, muscles in his stomach cording as he hit the brink. A low, guttural groan that he tried so hard to hold in finally broke past his lips as his glistening cock pulsated in your grasp, seed spluttering all over your hand.
You let go of his softening member and slowly licked the white ropes off your skin, your eyes never leaving his teal ones.
Rin watched you, his breathing shallow and ragged, a faint flush still dusting his sharp cheekbones.
He didnt pull away. Instead, he reached out, his thumb catching a stray drop at the corner of your mouth.
“tch, so messy…” he rasped out, voice thick and completely spent, though he pulled you flush against his chest, tucking his head into the crook of your neck, sharp teeth clamping down on your skin suckling while his hands gripped your waist pulling you even closer.
“mine,” he mumbled against your skin, breath tickling your neck. With his damp body sticking to yours, your hand wrapped around his body.
“mhm, I am,” your fingers brushed the back of his head, twirling the dark green locks between your fingers.
The room felt heavy and domestic with the smell of him, the fresh linen and the sound of his heartbeat. With you, the soccer and the calculations on the field were gone from his head, replaced with you wrapping him in your soft and warm embrace.
† synopsis :: sukuna is drunk. and horny. you’re asleep.
† cw :: explicit sexual content (mdni!!), dub/non-con, somnophilia, pinv, dirty talk (slight), degradation & praising (slight), pet names, oral sex (f!rec), cum eating, drunk sex, sexual exploitation, possessive behavior, religious imagery used in a sexual and nonsexual way. sukuna is pathetic. no plot 1.719k words.
sukuna kicked his shoes by the bedroom door, feeling sweat stick to his back as he peeled off his shirt and jeans. he climbed into bed beside you and pulled you closer to him with his strong arms.
the smell of alcohol from his own breath mixes with your calm, rhythmic breathing as you drift off to sleep. his hand moved down to lightly brush the edge of your nightgown, lifting it just enough to outline your figure.
his fingers toyed with the waistband of your underwear, tugging it and letting it snap back against your skin. a grin spread across his face as his hand slipped into your panties. he gently explored your sensitive spot, playfully tapping your pearl with his middle finger, then sliding up and down, making you let out soft, sleepy sighs.
sukuna’s breath brushed against your neck, making you feel a ticklish sensation that caused you to squirm in your sleep. sukuna let out a soft laugh, his lips brushing against the throbbing vein on your neck. “i’m gon’make ya feel amazing, sweetheart. you’re going to love this, gonna feel s’good” his words slurred out. then, he pulled his hand back and moved it down his body, giving himself a gentle squeeze, palming himself through his boxers before freeing his girth. he spat into his palm and rubbed it along his cock, covering his erection in a slick layer of saliva. He took a deep breath and pumped himself up once, twice, three. with each pump, the speed picks up. his member stood angry and proud, the swollen red mushroomy tip shining softly in the dim glow of the moon.
he tugged at your underwear, pulling it to the side. he shifted to the side and, as he spread your petals apart, he aligned his cock with your entrance gently forcing himself into the tight space. he winced at how snug it felt. your velvety walls wrapped around him, wrapping him up in your warm embrace. your eyebrows furrowed together, and your lips parted ajar as he settled in.
you let out soft gasps and moans as sukuna relished in the warmth from your body. He eagerly moved closer, craving the pleasure you were giving him. you were so vulnerable, so innocent, and so fragile. his moved his hips slowly, wanting to handle you with ease and tenderness. his his own selfish desires took over, and he began to thrust hard against you, moving back and forth craving more of you. his cock strikes your sweet spot, touching your gummy area with the tip of his cock. making you jolt in your sleep. “you’re so adorable,” he said with a sigh, reaching out to gently push your bangs away from your forehead and tuck them behind your ears. “such a wonderful girl, my girl, my beautiful sleepy angel. mine,” he chucked softly, his tone filled with venomous desire while gently rocking his hips back and forth.
he typically lasts longer because he has better control. maybe it was the effect of the alcohol on him. after having a rough day, all he wanted was a little escape. sukuna felt like he was exploiting you in this vulnerable state. yet, if he spoke the truth? he wasn’t bothered at all. he just couldn’t bring himself to care about how you were feeling right now. he claimed he would make you feel better, but that was just a little fib. he only wanted to feel good himself. he needed to relieve himself, so he began to move in and out of you forcefully. “you’re so filthy so fuckin’ gross and disgusting!" he growled, “lettin’ me use you like this,” one arm cradled your chest while his hand gently kneaded against the soft flesh of your perky tits. his other hand held your soft and warm cheeks. “fuckin’ slut lettin’ me use you f’my own nee-needs. hah,” he spoke in slurred words, voice cracking as your walls gripped him in place like its the most normal thing ever. gripping him like it’s your nature.
“s-suchafuckin’ whore - my sweet angel - mphgg,”
sukuna normally has a lot of endurance, but as he felt the coil and warmth building in his lower belly, he let out a soft whimper next to your ear. he felt like his body was being engulfed in flames. he hated it. don’t get him wrong now. he loved your warmth and the nice way you engulfed him. yet, he hated how fast it all had to end. he began to move forcefully and rapidly, his chest rising and falling rapidly, diving in with intense energy. to his dismay, you began to make gentle moans, quiet gasps, and lovely melodic sounds. it didn’t help at all. your sweetness was pushing him over the edge. he tilted your face to meet his, he twisted your neck to the side and pressed his lips against yours, savoring your soft, and pump lips. it was like religion. drinking up your sweet sounds like a god holds his devoted followers’ prayers while they beg on their knees for their selfish desires.
at that moment, sukuna didn’t see himself as any superior to those weak and selfish individuals who only turn to their god when they need something for themselves. to him, you were like a god, and he was merely a devoted follower wanting nothing more than to fulfill his greed. at this moment, in this place, you were the only god sukuna could rush to.
sukunas cock pulsated inside of you as your walls instinctively tightened around him, milking him for all he has for you.
“so good, hah - yeahheh… jus’ like that,” He let his tongue hang out a bit, drool pooling and dripping from the sides of his mouth while he moved his hips in a shaky rhythm.
sukuna closed his eyes tightly, he winced, feeling both pain and pleasure as he let go, breaking the knot, his hot, sticky seed coming out on ropes and filling you up completely.
he felt really tired and weak. he felt terrible about what he had done. he felt guilt gnawing inside him as he carefully pulled out of you. he crawled between your legs and lifted the blanket to reveal your sleeping figure. there you were, sleeping soundly, looking so beautiful and innocent, unaware of what’s been done to your body. your eyes were closed, and your eyelids glowed softly in the moonlight. his senses shut down, ripping your panties and spreading your legs as he watched his white cum bleed out of your cunt.
he wanted to clean you and purify you again. he leaned in closer to your heat, sticking out his tongue and pressing it down flatly where his seed was seeping out of you. he eagerly drank in your sweetness, enjoying your divine honey taste while you slept peacefully, completely unaware of him. the mix of your sweetness and his cum created a bittersweet flavor in his mouth. he slowly licked from your opening to your sensitive pearl, taking it in his mouth.
he gently sucked on it, nibbling with his lips and teeth.
sukuna missed it at first. the way you sleepily and lazily called out his name with a huff as you stirred in your sleep, letting out a little sigh. but then you did it again, softly calling out his name. he reacted by sucking hard, opening his mouth wide, and trying his best to clean you up. he struggled to fully clean you off his filthy seed. you let out a loud moan, waking up as your eyelashes tickled your cheeks. You pushed yourself up on your elbows and looked at the view before you. sukuna raised his gaze, tears shimmering in his eyes, his lips and chin glowing. then, he lowered his face back between your thighs and softly grabbed one of your petals with his teeth, giving it a gentle tug.
you arched your back and ran your fingers through his hair.
“k-kuna wh-huh - what are you - ” you gasped, trying to catch your breath at the intense feeling and the tongue assaulting you. you gripped his hair, “hah r-righthnghhh – right there,” you moaned out in pleasure as you wrapped your legs around his neck.
sukuna’s tongue continued to explore you, delving inside you, nose nudging your sensitive bud. he licked you quickly and thoroughly. it was messy, his spit splattered everywhere, and your juices ran down his face. his deep groans resonated through you, pushing you closer to the edge as you called out his name. pleasure fogged your brain and your climax hit you. your sweet nectar gushed out of you all over his face.
sukuna happily finished every last drop. It was as sweet as honey to him. it was honey to him. sweeter than honey, tastier than wine. your essence was his unique take on something truly divine and special. he treasured your essence. it was the only pure thing besides you. he cherished it as something holy.
“im sorry,” sukuna said as he turned to you. “i couldn’t help it.”
you opened your eyes and gazed at him, chest heaving as you tried to steady your breathing.
“i-its okay - its all right,” you huffed out while your hand gently cupped his cheek, your thumb swiping over his facial tattoos.
“forgive me, my god, i tainted you.” there was a hint of possessiveness in his tone as he spoke. you wrinkled your nose at his words and let go of his face. a puzzled expression occupying your features. by now, tears had started rolling down his face.
“i tainted you with my filth. forgive me.”
sukuna wants your forgiveness. he meant it. he wanted you to forgive him for what he did, he wanted to lay on your altar while you sharpen your knife, he wanted you to slit his chest open. is it his fault? he could not hold back. he would do it over and over again. he wanted you to punish him so he feels better about what he did to you. can you blame him, though? he may repent, you may be clean of his filth. thats the difference between the two of you, you were pure. but he was filthy, disgusting, even. there is a barrier between love and religion, sukuna has merged these barriers, and in a way, he had crossed these barriers at once.
warnings: strap ons, kissing, daddy kink, no proofreading!
“d-daddy.. m-more - please..” z-dog stopped in her tracks when she heard your soft, pleading voice, z-dog looked at you, couldn’t help but smirk at the name you called her “you love daddy’s cock don’t ya? you dirty dirty slut. my dirty slut eh?”
you shyly nodded your head “yes, yes, yes daddy please don’t stop i -” you started to giggle and blush, when z-dog started kissing your neck leaving mouth opened kisses.
she crawled up your body till she was on top of you, hands on both sides of your much smaller figure, the silicon cock thrusting inside you hitting all the sensitive spots that made you roll your eyes to the back of your head.
you whined, unable to hide your flushed face due to both your hands being tied above your head, you flet your orgasm approaching and you looked at z-dog with puppy eyes “please daddy - please i- i want to -”
“want to what? cum?” she looked downwards and looked at you, and you nodded while whining “use your words, pretty girl” she chuckled and you ley out a bunch of pleads “please! let me i can’t take it anymore - please daddy, please please please,” she just chuckled and grabbed your leg placing it on her shoulder thrusting at a different angle that sure did make you want to die right here, the cock inside you felt too much, too good yet too bad it was weird but you liked, never had anything inside you other than z-dog’s fingers, you let out a one more high pitched moan as you came undone on the siliconic cock, wetting the sheets under you the way your tears were wetting your cheeks, she let your shaky leg down on the bed, both legs shaky now z-dog changed positions, as she sat on her bed with you ontop of her, her hands now wiping your tears away and catching your lips in a slow gentel kiss still thursting into you “good girl, that’s it, my pretty pretty girl, think you can give me nother one?” you nodded your head knowing that it’s going to be a long night.
lyle x reader, quaritch x reader, ja/alexander x reader, mansk x reader, lopez x reader.
warnings: piss kink, anal sex, oral sex, p in v sex, pet names, humiliating kink, daddy kink, body worship, licking.
lyle: laying down on your side with lyle behind you his muscular back pressing against your back, dick deep deep inside the velvety, warm, tight, walls of your ass, his hand on your hip, the other between your legs toying with your puffy clit, you were a moaning mess, beads of sweat on your forehead and body, his hips slapping into the flesh of your ass, he let out a loud groan from behind you before you felt his dick pulse inside you. you felt the warmness inside your ass, for a second, you thought that he came inside your ass, but it was too liquidy and hot to be cum, your eyes widened and your head turned to look at him “lyle, did you just fucking piss insi-” you couldn’t continue your scentence as a loud moan ripped out of your throat when he pinched your clit and he laughed “sorry, cupcake, wanted to piss but ’m too comfortable to get up, tha’s fine though, now i marked you as mine, ain’t that right, cupcake?” he whispered against the shell of your ear, licking and nibbling at the flesh of your ear.
quaritch: the squishy head of his cock was rapidly hitting the roof of your mouth, balls slick with spit and hitting your chin, your jaw was hurting, throat sore, your thighs rubbing together for some friction, back of your head throbbing with pain because of the way his hand was tightly gripping at your hair, his other hand wiping the tears off of your cheeks, his hips bucked up and your nose burried in his crotch, the smell was so intoxicating that you almost passed out, your tongue rubbing on his slit and wrapping around his mushroomy head, streams of pee filled your mouth creating a puddle, he looked down at, his eyes meeting yours, his pupils were blown with lust “do not waste a single fucking drop, or daddy’ll punish you, mutt.” you blinked the tears away and swallowed, obeying like a good puppy. “that’s my good girl, daddy’s good girl.”
ja/alexander: he’d been telling you to drink water all day, too keep you hydrated, he said, making sure you chug down bottles after bottles of water so he can have his little fun with you later on. and that’s what he’s doing, he’s got you laying down with his head between your thighs, hips bucking up to meet his hot, rough, tongue, skilled fingers teasing your enterance, tongue french kissing your little clit, you were whimpering, moaning his name in a sweet voice, and squirming “i - i need to - fuck - please stop, i need to pee,” he chuckled, sending vibration to your core making you squirm, his well skilled long rough fingers entered you, pumping them in and out, you started whimpering, hot fat tears rolling down your cheeks “’tis okay, baby, let go, give it to me..” he said couraging you to release, and that’s what you did, his mouth latched into your utheral like a leech, sucking up your hot liquid, it was humiliating. you felt humiliated. and he enjoyed every bit of it.
mansk: he knew you were holding it in for hours,from the way you were squeezing your thighs together, trying to hold back. so the moment you stepped in bridgehead he was quick to carry you and take you to his room. his dick was deep inside your silky walls, rapidly hitting your g-spot, making you squirm, tears were covering your face “daddy - can’t - i -” you were saying whatever came to your mind, and he was smirking, knowing what you were reffering to “let go baby, give it me, wet me, and then you’ll clean your mess off of daddy, okay?” you quickly nodded your head and letting go, shighing in pleasure as he groaned at the warm feeling on his cock and crotch.
lopez: your knees started hurting after hours of sitting down between his legs, sucking and licking at his body as both arms were tied behind your back, your mouth went to his nipple, licking and sucking on the areola “gotta pee,” he casually said still sitting down with his eyes closed, hot stream of piss hitting your chest, his thighs and feet, he spat on his foot and looked at you “clean it up,” he ordered and you bent down, licking the spit and piss off of his foot.
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can you do a noncon threesome with Lyle, Quaritch, and a human!fem!reader where she begs them not to cum inside her but no. they have to fill her up with their cum. a lot of teasing and praise/degradation too?? ty!! I love ur writing
milk without the honey.
ִֶָ 𖥔ﾟ— synposis : getting cornered in a dark room was something you didnt wish for; you wonder why it happened to you, you wonder why they chose to do that to you, questions swam in your head as you struggled and screamed and wriggled around trying to get them off of you, one of them put his hand on your mouth in order to muffle your screams.
ִִֶֶָ 𖥔ﾟ— warnings : cnc, degrading, p in v, double penetration, oral (fem rec.), praising, threesome (m/m/f), no plot, no mentions of y/n, no proof reading.
ִִֶ 𖥔ﾟ— pairing : lyle x reader x quaritch
ִֶָ 𖥔ﾟ— a/n : CNC??? I HAD TO WRITE IT. also im so sorry i didnt reply faster.. ive been busy with life sm happened and i forgot everything about my requests and my drafts imma try to finish as much as i can today. tysm for requesting !! <3. also !!! comments are highly appreciated unless theyre bad ones... keep em for urself >< !! have fun reading! i hope you enjoy ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
"you like that? you like being touched by us? hmm? tell me, baby, do you like the way we touch you?" lyle said from behind you, his cock thrusting inside your walls, his breath hot on your neck as he held you close to him to keep you balanced with his fingers in your mouth muffling your screams.
"she sure does…" quaritch said from between your legs, breathing on your cunt the lifting his hand to collect your wetness.
"look how wet she is, just like a little whore;"
lyle smirked.
"that right princess? youre a whore for us, yeah?"
you had tears running down your face;
you were trying to fight back at first, tried to scream, cried for someone to help you but you were in an isolated room, you knew it was impossible for anyone to hear you but you tried, now you gave up, you let them use you however they want, became their experimental game.
your face twitched as your felt your orgasm approaching, quaritch felt your pussy throbbing as he lapped at your clit, without a warning, he slipped a finger inside of your vagina, his finger deep down to the knuckle inside of you, the act was excruciating for you but you liked it and you let out a soft muffled moan.
quaritch pulled away right before you climaxed. "get ready, imma gonna put my cock inside your tiny cunt, you g'na like it,"
you were too tired to argue back and just sat there waiting as lyles fingers left your mouth to play with your tits, pinching and rolling your nipple between his fingers as he sucked on the flesh of your neck.
"you gonna let everybody know that i fucked you? gonna let em know you belong to daddy? hm?" lyle talked to you while quaritch slammed his cock inside of you and you moaned loudly.
you had quaritchs and lyles cocks inside of you, both cocks rubbing on each other making them twitch inside of you, quaritchs hand went to your neck, choking you til your eyes widened and your lips went blue in color.
"p – plea – hh – se.. plea–!
s–top"
quaritch was amused by your beggings and after a few seconds of holding you there, he withdrew his hand from your neck.
lyle was groaning like a wild animal and quaritch gave him a knowing look. "gonna let us cum inside your tiny cunt?" quaritch said and your eyes widened as you shook your head 'no'.
"no – please s – stop – no.. please
pleasepleasepleaseplease.. dont please.." you had started crying and quaritch just smirked while lyle was lost in the feeling of your cunt tightening around both cocks.
"gonna pump my seed right inside of you, baby," quaritch said with a groan.
"wanna have our kids inside of ya?"
"she sure — she sure does!"
you closed your eyes and cried. "please no please stop please stop please stop.." you started rambling as your thighs started to shake and your muscles spasm and just like that you release on quaritchs pubic region.
"what a good bitch… coating me with your pretty fluids,"
"ha.. see colonel, told ya she a catch,"
both men smirked as they twitched inside your body.. once… twice…
they released inside of you, one after the other, and you were left alone in that room, laying down on the floor feeling useless and disgusting.
you were disgusted with yourself. disgusted with the idea of you enjoying it. and that was true, you were disgusting because you liked every bit of it, so laying down with your legs shaking, with spit and cum drying on your pussy, you reached down to touch yourself.
can you do a noncon threesome with Lyle, Quaritch, and a human!fem!reader where she begs them not to cum inside her but no. they have to fill her up with their cum. a lot of teasing and praise/degradation too?? ty!! I love ur writing
milk without the honey.
ִֶָ 𖥔ﾟ— synposis : getting cornered in a dark room was something you didnt wish for; you wonder why it happened to you, you wonder why they chose to do that to you, questions swam in your head as you struggled and screamed and wriggled around trying to get them off of you, one of them put his hand on your mouth in order to muffle your screams.
ִִֶֶָ 𖥔ﾟ— warnings : cnc, degrading, p in v, double penetration, oral (fem rec.), praising, threesome (m/m/f), no plot, no mentions of y/n, no proof reading.
ִִֶ 𖥔ﾟ— pairing : lyle x reader x quaritch
ִֶָ 𖥔ﾟ— a/n : CNC??? I HAD TO WRITE IT. also im so sorry i didnt reply faster.. ive been busy with life sm happened and i forgot everything about my requests and my drafts imma try to finish as much as i can today. tysm for requesting !! <3. also !!! comments are highly appreciated unless theyre bad ones... keep em for urself >< !! have fun reading! i hope you enjoy ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
"you like that? you like being touched by us? hmm? tell me, baby, do you like the way we touch you?" lyle said from behind you, his cock thrusting inside your walls, his breath hot on your neck as he held you close to him to keep you balanced with his fingers in your mouth muffling your screams.
"she sure does…" quaritch said from between your legs, breathing on your cunt the lifting his hand to collect your wetness.
"look how wet she is, just like a little whore;"
lyle smirked.
"that right princess? youre a whore for us, yeah?"
you had tears running down your face;
you were trying to fight back at first, tried to scream, cried for someone to help you but you were in an isolated room, you knew it was impossible for anyone to hear you but you tried, now you gave up, you let them use you however they want, became their experimental game.
your face twitched as your felt your orgasm approaching, quaritch felt your pussy throbbing as he lapped at your clit, without a warning, he slipped a finger inside of your vagina, his finger deep down to the knuckle inside of you, the act was excruciating for you but you liked it and you let out a soft muffled moan.
quaritch pulled away right before you climaxed. "get ready, imma gonna put my cock inside your tiny cunt, you g'na like it,"
you were too tired to argue back and just sat there waiting as lyles fingers left your mouth to play with your tits, pinching and rolling your nipple between his fingers as he sucked on the flesh of your neck.
"you gonna let everybody know that i fucked you? gonna let em know you belong to daddy? hm?" lyle talked to you while quaritch slammed his cock inside of you and you moaned loudly.
you had quaritchs and lyles cocks inside of you, both cocks rubbing on each other making them twitch inside of you, quaritchs hand went to your neck, choking you til your eyes widened and your lips went blue in color.
"p – plea – hh – se.. plea–!
s–top"
quaritch was amused by your beggings and after a few seconds of holding you there, he withdrew his hand from your neck.
lyle was groaning like a wild animal and quaritch gave him a knowing look. "gonna let us cum inside your tiny cunt?" quaritch said and your eyes widened as you shook your head 'no'.
"no – please s – stop – no.. please
pleasepleasepleaseplease.. dont please.." you had started crying and quaritch just smirked while lyle was lost in the feeling of your cunt tightening around both cocks.
"gonna pump my seed right inside of you, baby," quaritch said with a groan.
"wanna have our kids inside of ya?"
"she sure — she sure does!"
you closed your eyes and cried. "please no please stop please stop please stop.." you started rambling as your thighs started to shake and your muscles spasm and just like that you release on quaritchs pubic region.
"what a good bitch… coating me with your pretty fluids,"
"ha.. see colonel, told ya she a catch,"
both men smirked as they twitched inside your body.. once… twice…
they released inside of you, one after the other, and you were left alone in that room, laying down on the floor feeling useless and disgusting.
you were disgusted with yourself. disgusted with the idea of you enjoying it. and that was true, you were disgusting because you liked every bit of it, so laying down with your legs shaking, with spit and cum drying on your pussy, you reached down to touch yourself.
Hey! I thought the X Readers you have are interesting. I was questioning how you got experience in writing X Readers so well. Im looking for things to do so I thought of maybe start writing X Readers myself. I was wondering, it says you’re trans. Are you FTM (female to male) or MTF (male to female)? Asking because I just find it fascinating sometimes how people csn change their genders!
omg im so sorry.. i didnt mean to ignore its just that ive been so busy with life.. anyways, ive always adored writing and reading stuff which was kinda nerdy back then but i started experiencing fanfics in like, 2020 or something where id read some wattpad stuff and that was like, my push to writing, i used to write some stuff in my notes – i still have them but i dont pay em much attention no more, then i started finding out about x reader after a while of being on wattpad and i got so interested in it, theres multiple times to write x reader fics, first person and third person etc.
im mtf transexual, i havent had the srs surgery yet but im looking forward to it, so idk what it feels like to change genders fully but transexuals have existed since long time ago, but they started being popular in the 1970s in nyc and other countries and ballroom scenes started and stuff like that.
GOD I WROTE SM 😭 i love when ppl ask me about trans related stuff 🥹 tysm for asking me 🫶 im so sorry i couldnt reply sooner ;c
Bro... I’m gonna need rape/non-con with Jake sully (If not that’s ok 👌🏽)
short plot, rape/non-con (duh + undetailed), vaginal sex, p in v, brief degrading, praising (if u squint lol), innocent reader, y/n mentioned twice, corruption kink (????), jake being a bad person. jake sully is a warning.
when he saw you sitting down with his kids, he got excited—excited to meet new people, perhaps, or maybe because his kids are hanging out with somebody other than spider.
but whatever it is, whoever you are. you made him feel things, think about stuff he shouldn't just because he's mated
when he saw you sitting down with his kids, he got excited—excited to meet new people, perhaps, or maybe because his kids were hanging out with somebody other than spider.
but whatever it is, whoever you are, you made him feel things and think about stuff he shouldn't just because he has a mate.
your small body and soft flesh were unlike anything he'd seen before. oh, eywa, how badly he wanted to touch your skin.
just looking at your beautiful features and skin, that is even more beautiful, made blood flow to his cock.
that was the first time he saw you.
the second time he did, you bumped right into him, your forehead hit his chest, and you hissed at the contact.
"i'm sorry, olo'eyktan, i didn't mean—please forgive me."
he liked the way you sounded—so anxious, so soft, like a scared kid.
"tis all good," he chuckled and you bit your soft pink lips. "i'm truly sorry," your responded in a low voice.
"what's your name, kid?" he said he was locking eyes with you.
"it's y/n." you said quickly, breaking eye contact.
the eye contact scared you. he knew it did, and it made something inside him stir. he smiled at you, a genuine smile, a smile that was the opposite of his fantasies. you looked scared and so pretty.
"that is a nice name, y/n."
you looked at your feet, and your face was red. jake had to run to his duties before risking doing anything stupid to you where everybody could see. he was the olo'eyktan in the end; he ought to be perfect all the time.
After a huge argument with Neytiri, Jake was fuming with anger. He needed release; he had to take his anger out on something, or rather, someone.
Now, Jake had no idea where he was going; he did; he just didn't want to admit it; it was as if his feet walked on their own.
In no time, he was at the door of your tent. He walked in without bothering to ask you if it was okay.
Why would he? He's the Olo'eyktan; he can do whatever he pleases. he was on top of you before he even knew it, his hand slapping on your mouth as you tried to scream, wide eyes looking up at him as his hand roamed your body.
"fuckin' whore, this is all your fault!" jake yelled at you, spitting from his mouth and spraying it on your face. you had no idea what he was saying or what he was talking about.
his hand was on your chest, painfully gripping your tits as you screamed into his palm.
a phase of shiney tears coated your eyeballs, making them shine.
you were the cause of his and neytiri's arguments. she complained about him always being around you. and he talked back, screamed at her, called her names, made her cry...
and it's all because of you.
his other hand tore your loincloth apart before genteelly untying it and freeing his aching cock.
then he spat on his hand and rubbed the spit on your cunt and entrance.
he lined his cock to your hole and pushed in, slowly, painfully slowly.
it made you sob. you tried to beg, but it was muffled by his hand.
"you're going to take it like a good girl, yeah?" he said this and slammed into your walls, his cock throbbing inside of you.
he started to thrust his cock into you, in and out, in and out rhythmically in a merciless pace.
"you like that, don't you?" you shook your head, tears running down your little bambi eyes as his thrusts grew faster and faster.
jake threw his head back in ecstasy. the feeling of your tight, velvety walls felt too good to be true. "you're going to be the death of me," he said, taking his hand off of your mouth and replacing it with his mouth. his tongue forced itself into your mouth.
your legs started to shake as he fucked his cock harder into you. "you close, baby?" you nodded your head, still crying. you wanted to do something—scream and yell at him to stop, ask for help—but you were completely helpless. the only thing on your mind was your own release. you wanted to release; you had no idea what this was or what 'close' meant, but you rolled with it.
his thumb started toying with your clitoral area, making you arch your back and see stars.
you felt a pit form in your belly.
it was painful; it hurt so bad, but it felt so good.
"that's it; don't fight it; let it out; c'mon, know you can do it; be a good girl for your olo'eyktan, and let it out."
and then it broke down, you broke down, and you started crying harder as you gushed your liquid out on his crotch.
"good girl," jake moaned.
your release triggered his, and he felt his balls tighten before he climaxed inside you, hot liquid pumping into his cunt.
he got up and fixed himself before he sat on one knee before you. "we will never speak of this again. you are nothing; nobody would listen to you or believe you if you did. "i need you to stay away from me and my family."
when you didn't answer, he gripped your hair, lifting your head up, his face close to yours. "do you hear me?" you nodded your head, and he left you lying there on the floor, completely helpless and pathetic.
when jake sully and his family left, you cried, cried, and laughed, and cried and laughed again, all white, thanking the great mother for hearing your prayers. you thanked eywa.
you were grateful for your great-grandmother.
the hours you spent on your knees begging and crying for eywa to give jake what he deserved didn't go to waste. and you were glad about that. you didn't care how people looked at you, like you were some kind of freak, crying and laughing like maniac.
Hiiiii!!!! I’m super gay and was wondering if you are open to writing an avatar Walker x metkayina! Fem reader x zdog smut. They both discover metkayina reader when they were torturing the metkayina clan and they are smitten by her so they kidnap her. Then pls make it smut where they take her virginity with their strapons, fingering, pussy eating (metkayina reader eats their pussies), and then a forced soul tie. They are both very cocky, dominant, and rough with reader. I hope this isn’t too dark and something you’re willing to write
zdinarsk x metkayina!fem!reader x walker.
warnings: vaginal fingering, oral sex (fem. rec.) masturbating, fxfxf, lesbian sex !!, face riding, threesome, slight dirty talking (if you squint!!), slight praising (not really), facials,pls tell me if i forgot any!
zdinarsk and walker were fascinated by the way the metkayina women looked, their hair, clothes, bodies, they've never seen this much women since they woke up as na’vi, they were in heaven..
when the z-dog saw you, tears in your eyes running down your cheeks, the way your wet clothes clung to you body, espicially your top, the fabric of your tiny top that did nothing to cover your entire chest clung to your boobs, defining your perky tits. what caught her attention was your hard nipples, she knew walker would like to look at a pretty thing like you. "look," z-dog said smirking as she nudged walker with her elbow, the woman groaned at her for doing that and looked at what z-dog pointed, "oh shit.." was all walker could think of, she was absolutely shocked with the mesmerizing view she was looking at.
the two women looked at each other, shit eating smirk on both their lips.
and that's how you ended up in this situation, woth z-dog sitting on your face grinding her hips down on your mouth as you lapped up her juices as you laid on your back, legs wide open and shaking, one hand on z-dog's waist, three fingers pinching her skin, thumb rubbing on the flesh, the other hand on walkers head, tugging at her hair as her fingers worked inside you, curling and abusing your sweet spot.
you were trying your best to be good and follow their orders since z-dog pressed her gun to your back. the cold metal made goosebumps appear all over your skin. they were both talking, but you couldn't make out what they were saying.
z-dog's tank top had already been thrown somewhere neither you nor walker are going to find it, her fingers on her nipple playing with the little bud, her other hand on your head, digging into your skull, making you groan and moan both from the pleasure of walker's tongue and pain from the way zdinarsk held your head.
"f-fuck her mo-uth feels so-sso good." you weren't capable of understanding her weird language, and you knew better than to ask.
"tastes so good, ya gotta try her pussy, shit tastes so good, better than strawberries."
walker's fingers started working inside you at a faster pace now, pumping in and out of you as she blew cold air onto your clitoral area, making you buck your hips and whimper against zdinarsk's puffy clitoral area.
it was too much; it felt too good, too. you let out a high-pitched moan when walker sucked your clir harder than ever. the act made your eyes roll to the back of your head, made your toes flex, and made your back arch. when you moaned, z-dog felt the vibrations on her core, and it made her let out a moan. "do that again, god. fuck, it feels so good. do that again, walker!" and when walker heard z-dog's words, her voice would half scream and half moan. she sucked again, this time harder, and to that, you responded yet again with another moan.
a lot of time has passed; your legs are so weak now; your pussy feels numb; you can't even feel your insides, but you enjoy it; every lick, every bite, it all makes your body spark with need.
zdinarsk started grinding on your face now, coating your entire face with her slick, and you had started to grind your pussy on walker's tongue as she moaned and furiously rubbed on her clitoral area. the white sticky liquid of your post-orgasms started to make bubbles between your folds as you gushed out yet another orgasm. it was hard to breathe. the way z-dog was grinding down on your face, you felt your lungs burn from holding your breath for too long.
before you could even comprehend what was happening to you, you felt z-dog's sweet-tasting cum ooze out of her hole and land on your face.
and just like that, both girls were done with you; they got up and put their clothes back on, and you turned to the side and stayed laying down on your side for a while, thinking of what happened. this few-hour thing made your insides unfeelable and your clitoral area hurt, yet it felt so good?
HII!!! I LOVE YOUR WRITING SOO MUCH AND I WAS HAPPY WHEN I SAW UR REQS WERE OPEN!!!!!. i was wondering if you could possibly maybe write something with lyle and/or quaritch (preferably quaritch if you don't wanna do both but either is fine!!!) with a reader who cries when she is yelled at? it would be nice if the reader was a human!fem!reader!!
i'm thinking him (meaning lyle or quaritch) and reader are in a heated argument and he starts to raise his voice at her and she just gets all upset and scared bc her lover is so much bigger than her and shes just scared that he could snap her in half at any given time so he apologizes for yelling at her and snuggling or something with her after to make up for it :)
it almost worked.
quaritch x human!fem!reader
1.8k words
warnings: mentions of sex, hurt no comfort, angst, insecurities, hate feelings, choking, no mentions of y/n.
opening your eyes to a new body, a body you're not used to, is weird but also relieving; that's what quaritch felt: relief, weirdness, disgust.
he was disgusted with the way he looked—his skin, his eyes, his ears—and he found it funny, funny that he's one of the 'savages' he's always hated.
he didn't expect to see all his friends, and especially you, an old friend and lover. an old person quaritch fell in love with. seeing you for the first time filled his brain with memories—memories of you and human quaritch.
now, this quaritch, the one standing in front of you, was not the one you fell in love with, and you are aware of that, but seeing him after years of missing him made your heart ache. quaritch had a hard time being around you; every time he sees you, he's hit with a train of emotions and memories. he almost felt bad for you.
"i thought you went back to earth."
you looked up at the source of the voice as if you had no idea whose voice this is. "i did go back," you hummed.
"why'd you come back?"
"that isn't important. why are you here anyway?" you said, the last part clearly annoyed as you opened your drawer and shuffled through it.
"i came here to talk; you got a minute to spare, f'me?" you once again hummed before you found your lipgloss and that tiny mirror you always kept with you. you opened the tube and squeezed the product out before swiping it over your lips. "i've always liked the way your lips looked after you put the shiny stuff on."
"i appreciate that," you said in a cold tone.
"what did you want to talk about?" you said you were resting your cheek on the back of your hand.
"us, i mean, i know'm not quaritch, i'm not that person, we do share the same memories, but - i can't help but feel strong feelings for you, can't get you outta my head, now, i repeat, i'm not that person, i know how he treated you, but we can pick it up again and make it work, whaddya say, sugar?"
you got up and placed your hands on the table. "you can't ask this; you can't expect me to forgive you or come running back to you like a little girl trying to find her way through the night. i have changed and moved on, and so should you." you got up from your chair and walked towards the door. a tight grip on your arm stopped you and made you wince in pain. "let go," you said in a harsh tone.
"you are going to sit your ass down there on that chair and talk to me." when you glared up at him, his grip tightened, and you whined. "did i make myself clear?" it came out more like a statement than a question.
you looked up at him with wide eyes. "you're hurting me; stop." he clenched his jaw at your words and let go. "you're not a good person, miles," you said, shaking your head. "please let me go; i can't do this anymore. doesn't it bring you enough satisfaction knowing that i'm with you hurting in the same base?" he had a stern look on his face now, looking down at you. "i didn't ask you to come here. if you didn't want to see me this bad, then why'd you come here knowing that i'd be here, hm?" he raised his eyebrows, his lips forming a tight line. "answer me, goddammit!" he yelled at you, making you jerk in fear.
"still like old times, huh? still getting scared easily. "y'know, sweetheart, i've always liked that side of you, the scared side of you," he chuckled. and a dark and quiet chuckle. a chuckle that made you shiver in fear. "you can't even look me in the eyes; you never looked me in the eyes when we argued." his hand was on your face, caressing your cheek as you stood there, totally frozen and unable to move. was it fear, or was it need? the question swam around in your head. you wrapped your hand around his wrist, your fingers not even close to touching. you jerked his hand away, forcing his hand off of your face.
"stay away from me," you said, your voice small and close to breaking. that amused him, knowing he still had that kind of effect on you. "say that you don't love me anymore, and i'll leave you alone. "say it right to my face right now, right here." he commanded you as if you were one of his soldiers. "say it!" he yelled at you once again, making you flinch and widen your eyes more.
he knew you weren't good with yelling, yet he still yelled at you.
you'd had enough. you had no idea what had happened to you. you were like a volcano waiting to explode. and that's what you did. you exploded. "i hate you," you said quietly, and he didn't even hear you.
"what was that?" "i hate you!" you screamed this time.
his eyebrows furrowed as he looked at you. "watch what you're saying, girl; watch your words. you don't want me to get you crying like the crybaby you are, right?" when you didn't say anything, he smirked. "thought so."
you looked up at him and tsked, a smirk forming on your lips. you pointed your finger at him, rapidly but harshly poking at his chest. "i. hate. you. i hate you. i fucking hate you. i hate paz. i'm so happy she's dead. i'm so happy that you're dead. although you're standing right here, in front of me, you are dead. "you are dead to me; you're dead to me. do you hear me, you sick motherfucker?" you've started hitting his chest with both hands now.
"i said watch what yo-"
"you watch what you say to me; i am not hesitant to stick a knife down your throat and watch you choke on your own blood. i hate you. i always have. from the moment you started screwing stupid paz, i started hating you. i hate you, i hate paz, and i hate your stupid team, especially fucking lyle, that sick, retarded fuck. i hate that nasty kid you and paz had. god, how satisfied i'd be to watch you die." he was too stunned to talk; his mouth was open, his eyes narrow, and you just chuckled at how stupid he looks.
"we had everything we needed back on earth. but you wanted more; you never wanted my love, you never wanted me; you just wanted a chick to screw, to bend over whatever you found and fuck them to feel good about yourself, to feel how great and strong of a colonel you are. fuck you!" your words were venomous. he couldn't bear your voice anymore; his hand wrapped around your small neck, squeezing the air out of your lungs.
"well, guess what? i ain't that crazy about you either." he slightly lifted you off the ground, making your face turn red before letting you down harshly. you landed on your buttocks with a thud.
"i hate you! i hate you all so much! i hate you so much!" you said crawling to him before you pressed your teeth down on the flesh of his leg, and he let out a loud grunt and kicked you. you sat down on the floor with your hands on your face, wiping the tears, sniffling the snot, and the tears making your face wet and gross. he felt bad for what he did; the only thing he was able to do was stare down at you.
"you promised... you said—you—you promised that you'd never hurt me—you promise—" your words were cut off with yet another sob. you sniffled some more before getting up. "i always used to sit down on that stupid couch where we used to cuddle and wonder what went wrong, but then i realized that it was me. if i showed you more love, if i loved you more, maybe we would be together now, on earth, with a couple of kids." you wiped your tears. "i should've learned to let you stay. we should've gone back to florida—i remember seeing you sun bathing every morning—and" you sniffled and cried some more, more tears rolling down your cheeks that you didn't bother wiping anymore.
"your body is becoming darker and darker, making you look terrific. i remember when we first met. it was so clear to me that you were the one for me, but then again, you didn't want me all the time. i am mature now—more mature than i ever was—and i am letting you go today, letting you go fully."
you stood up, and he was quick to pull you into a hug. your small body fits just right. you didn't hug back; you knew better. you knew that if you did, you wouldn't be able to turn around and walk away, so you did the right thing. "i'm sorry, cupcake," he said before you tried to push him away from you.
"i'm sorry, i never meant to make you feel that way. i never meant to hurt you." you were hearing the words that you so desperately needed to hear—the words you were dying from the inside to hear—yet it only made you sob more. you finally had enough courage to walk away.
"i wish you all the best, really. "i'm so happy you're here." you said this and walked to the door, tears running from your eyes like water from faucets; it was as if your eyes were the faucets.
"don't..." he whispered as you shut the door behind you.
now here's the thing: you loved him, you loved him, and you loved him; how could you not? he was a great person in your life—a person that you don't regret meeting. you don't even blame him for cheating on you with paz; how could you when you love him so much? you were always making excuses for his actions. and you still are.
and here's the thing that is shocking: he loved you; he did, but he was too cool for a heart like yours, and his eyes were too electric and full of life for boring, tired eyes like yours. his lips are too good for chapped ones like yours. his love is too warm for cold hearts like yours.
his neglection to you on pandora is too cool for you.
the taste of his sweaty thumb inside your mouth is too good for you.
the electric shocks of his touches are too good for skin like yours.
you were boring; you were aware of that, and now you were stuck here on pandora, where nobody wanted you. you were going to live alone for the rest of your life—no chest like his to lay your head on, no lips like his to kiss your salty tears. just you and your body that's been painted blue.
warnings: mini bad plot, breeding kink, physical abuse, choking, oral sex, unprotected sex, slut shaming, rape/non-con., sub!reader, dom!quaritch, vaginal sex, virgin reader, clit fucking?, smut, degration, begging, crying. that’s all i guess.
reminder: don’t like don’t read.
in which: quaritch wants to rob your innocence
a/n: first time posting smut lol.
i do not own any of the pictures i used in this fic, i found them on pinterest. they belong to whoever made/posted them
walking through the forest was an injured quaritch, his face was bloody, he had cuts all over his body, his ikran was tired of flying for days, quaritch had no idea that there was a pair of yellow eyes staring at him until he heard a yell and an exruciating pain on the back of his neck and his vision turned black.
“oh! you’re awake, you’ve been sleeping for days,” he heard a soft voice next to him, he turned his head and saw you, your adorable doe eyes looking down at him, he took in your soft face features, memorizing them, burying them deep deep down in his memories. “who are you,” he said but it came out as a growl “i’m y/n, i actually hit you on the head with a rock i was going to take you to the clan so they can kill you but then i decided against it because you were injured,” you spoke fastly and he chuckled “what’s your name?” he closed his eyes and sighed and snorted “miles, miles quaritch.”
from that day on you started visiting him everyday, it took you a while to pronounce his name right, you grew a lovely friendship, which brings you to these events, you walking around the forest with quaritch.
“do you have any kids?” you asked him and looked at his side profile “yes. yes, i do, why?” he hummed and you shook your head “nothin’ just wondering, do you have a mate?” you narrowed your eyes at him which earned you a chuckle from him he shook his head “no,” he mumbled under his breath, and kept walking trying to ignore you.
you yet asked another question which, clearly, annoyed him “why are you asking so many questions?” he sighed and you hummed biting your lower lip “i don’t know? i mean you’re different, and i wanna know about you? i guess? i don’t know,” you said in all honesty “well, there’s nothin’ you gotta know ‘bout me, except that i’m an ol’ man,” you gasped “that’s insane, you don’t look old, anyways as i was saying.” you said and continued your conversation about how bad you’d love to find your mate on day, sick, twisted, and a dark idea washed over quaritch “what if we mate right here, right now,” he asked and you giggled thinking that he’s joking but your giggling quickly stopped when you saw that his face was turned in your direction.
“what?” you asked smiling “you’re very pretty you know,” he replied. you didn’t know what he meant by that. quaritch began to walk towards you. starting to sense something was wrong, you slowly backed away with each step he took. until your back was pressed against the tree.
with every second passing, quaritch found it harder and harder to hold back. everything about you was so innocent. he was burning with lust, and he wanted you to burn with him. his dick was rock hard, straining against his cammies, his body ready to take you right then and there.
“what are you doi-”
not wasting another second, quaritch shovined you against the tree. you tried to tell him to stop, but was your voice was quickly muffled by his lips latching into yours like a leech, he kissed you roughly, his hands touching every inch on your body, nose bumping into your cheek, his spit mixing with yours. your hands shot to his chest trying to push him off of you, but he was quick to grabbing both your wrists and pinning them above your head. you squirmed under him, and he smiled against your lips, his canines biting down on your lip. your face started turning pruple as your air ways were cut and you couldn’t breathe. the strong scent of sweat on him only made everything worse. after a few minutes of turture, he finally pulled his face away from yours, and you took this opportunity to gasp in air. before you could say anything, quaritch hushed you with his finger on your lip.
“hey, just breathe,” he cooed, his hand on your cheek rubbing softly, trying to calm you down and brushed a piece of hair out of your face, tucking it behind your ear and smirked. “don’ worry, you’re in good hands, sweetheart. i’m gon’ make ya feel real nice and good, gonna take care of ya,”
you tried pushing him again, but ceased all actions when he shoved his knee between your legs. “stop it, please, don’t touch me! please stop!” you screamed. “no ones goin’ anywhere,” he had a stern look on his face. you gasped when he suddenly grabbed you by the arm and threw you onto the ground.
he quickly climbed on top of you, pinning you down. you continued to struggle, but all your no, please, and stops sounded more like a challenge to him than pleas. he ground into you and you felt something hard press against your crotch. he groaned, feeling the friction between his hard cock and the rough material of his cammies as he rubbed his erection against you. unable to bear the pain in his crotch anymore, he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his cammies in a rush, not even bothering to take them off, pinned both your arms against the ground with a single hand, the other moving your loincloth to the side revealing your folds, the same hand moved over to your chest ripping your top off.
“no, please. please stop, i don’t wanna do this,” you sobbed, unknowing that your pathetic attempt to plead mercy only turned him on even more. he parted your lips using his index and ring fingers and pressed his middle to your opening, he hummed at the tightness, he was right. you were a virgin, just like he had thought. he pressed his bare cock against your pussy and it throbbed at your words, ready to change all that. he looked at you, with wide eyes, at the feeling of your wet cunt. tears ran down your face covering your cheeks making them wet while he rubbed himself up and down your folds, coating his cock in your juices.
“i don’t think your body wants me to stop, does it?” he hummed. You looked away in shame. he lowered his head until he was right next to your ear. his shaved sides tickling your cheeks, his piercing yellow eyes flashing with hunger. “look how fucking wet you are for me, and i’ve barely done anything.” he made a tsk sound. “looks like you’re nothin’ but a dirty slut, ain’t that right sweetheart?” he chuckled
“no,” you choked out. you couldn’t believe it. you were about to get raped right in your own home, the same ground you walked on when you were a child, by a man who’se life you saved.
he rubbed against your folds one more time, the tip of his dick hitting your clit, making you arch your back, before sliding the tip in your entrance. he grunted at the tightness of your cunt, yet your insides seemed to suck him in.
he agonizingly forced himself inside and groaned when he finally bottomed out, feeling how your velvety walls pulsed around his throbbing cock. you began to cry from how bad the stretching burned. despite your wetness, his length and girth made it painful, and on top of all that, he didn’t wait a second for you to adjust, immediately pounding into you.
“please, stop,” you whispered. but it had already been done. he had taken your virginity, robbed you of your innocence. no one would ever want you now, if they knew of all the dirty things quaritch had done to you.
he felt as if all the stamina he’d built all these years had been undone as soon as he felt how tight your cunt was.
“you feel that, princess?” he moaned into your ear pressing on the bulge in your stomach “do you feel how good i’m makin’ you feel? yeah that’s right. that cunt of yours belongs to me now. ain’t no na’vi gon’ make ya feel that way,” you continued to struggle, you kept pushing him in a deseprate attempt to get him off of you. “fuck! yeah do that again.. do just that,” he said as you accidentally tightened your walls around him he groaned again, and you felt his cock twitch. “i’m close, dolly. yeah, jus keep squeezin’ me. just like that. fuckkkk, yeah,” he groaned and your eyes widened when you realized what he said.
“no, please, please don’t do it inside, please no” you whispered, tears streaming down your cheeks. “i can’t, please, miles, i can’t get pregnant, please, don’t,” you whisper-begged.
“what if i want to impregnate you? huh? fill you up with my seed, the way your body would change because of me? be my kids mother?” he teasingly asked, smirking.
“no, please,” you begged. you looked at him with wide eyes, praying to eywa that he would have mercy. “please, please, please...”
he sighed, your begging started to annoy him. if he really wanted to finish inside of you, then he will, and you were going to take it, cause there’s nothing you could do about it. he suddenly pulled out of you with a wet pop. he got up and stood on the ground. “on your knees,” you obeyed like a good puppy, thanking eywa that he’d decided not to cum inside you. “open your mouth,” he ordered and you opened your mouth.
he shoved his entire length down your throat in a single thrust, making you gag and choke. he thrusted into your mouth a couple more times before he shoved his cock down one last time, groaning loudly. ropes of thick, hot cum shot down your throat, forcing you to gag “swallow. don’t waste a single fuckin’ drop,” he said as his dick stayed rock hard inside your mouth
you tried to be good and swallow, but it was too much. his cum tasted salty and disgustingly warm, and before you caught yourself, you spat out a mouthful. the substance dripped onto your tits and belly. you quickly covered your mouth, horrified. slowly, you turned to look up at him, but before your eyes could meet his you were being pulled closer to him until you were just inches from him.
“what did i just say? huh?” he barked in your face. “can’t even follow simple instructions. such a disgusting stupid slut.”
“i’m sorry - i - i didn’t mean to. i swear,” you whimpered. he pushed you back onto the ground and you landed on your back with a thud, the rough ground underneath you hurting your sensetive queue
“in that case,” he said stroking his dick “if you have trouble keeping my cum down in your throat,” he looked at you “i’ll just fuck it into your pussy,” he smiled a very sick smile
“no please don-”
before you could finish, he forced himself inside you again. you screamed, your cunt now extremely sensitive, not fully recovered from last time.
your eyes widened as his hands gripped your neck, his hand went down to your belly scooping the sticky liquid with his fingers “open your mouth,” he said and you, once again, obeyed, he shoved his fingers inside your mouth and hummed as your tongue licked up the substance.
his hand snaked between your legs and began toying with your clit, you gasped as he rolled the bundle of nevres between his fingers, pinching it, and rubbing tight circles with his thum on it. no one had ever touched you like this. mot even yourself. when he noticed the way your body reacted, he accelerated his motions, pounding his cock into you harder and faster, the tip of his dick kissing at your cervix making your back arch. you desperately tried to hold back all the noises, but still he forced a moan out of you. his chest swelled with pride. it really stroked his ego to know that even an alien - a pretty one - he forced to have sex with him couldn’t help but be pleasured by him. although by this point, could you even deny that some deep, twisted part of you liked this? liked being pinned down, forced to take him as he did whatever he wanted to you, as he treated you like a toy? you were desperatley waiting for him to touch you everywhere.
you moaned again when his tip hit that oh so sweet spot inside you, a pained whimper followed after as he kept abusing that spot.
“look at you, moaning like a slut all for me, hard to believe that just moments ago you were beggin’ me to leave you, alone,” he tsked. you let out a half moan, half sob. the palm of his hand landed directly on your face “quiet, slut.” he hissed. you shook your head, crying silently. “how would your future mate react if he knew what you were doing right now? his lovely, well bhaved mate moaning like a slut all because of a sky demon?”
he repositioned himself, now thrusting at a different angle, rapidly hitting that spot inside you that made you feel something you’ve never felt before. he enjoyed watching your face twist in confusion and pleasure “what if your parents heard you and came all the way here? huh? theyre gonna find their sweet, innocent little girl all spread eagle on the ground, taking my cock like a good little whore,” you sobbed in fear of that scenario. he nibbled at your ear, making you squeal. he slapped you again. “shut the fuck up, slut.”
his eyes landed on your tits and he let out a loud groan at the sight of your boobs bouncing slightly with every thrust he made. He grabbed at them, kneading them roughly in his large hands. you clenched around him even tighter in discomfort, but that only made it more pleasurable for him. he reached down again, rubbing at your clit and increased his pace. you gritted your teeth, trying to hold back this strange, unfamiliar feeling, but he stubbornly kept going. you climaxed with a loud moan, your entire body shaking as surges of pleasure and guilt rocked through you. quaritch’s face came closer to your boobs, he sucked hard on your nipple while pinching your other nipple, you slapped your hands against your mouth muffling your cries. you suddenly tightened your walls around him, legs wrapped around his torso as his pelvis slapped over your very oversensitive clit with every thrust.
he groaned “fuck yeah, keep squeezing me like that and you’re goin’ to make me cum. i’ll shoot it nice and deep inside you, and you’re going to take it all this time, right doll?”
you nodded, not even fully listening to what you just agreed to. you didn’t even care anymore, too with the pleasure that coated your brain, even if you told him not to, he’d just do it. thrusting as deep as he possibly could, he stilled, his eyes shut and mouth wide open as he threw his head back and released “fuck,” he groaned, his breath hitching, you could literally feel his cock pump load after load of hot cum, right against your cervix, he threw his head back as he sank in the euphoric ocean his climax provided.
part of you didn’t want to believe that someone like quaritch would do something so violating. but part of you was also happy, you’ve always dremt about having kids of your own. you closed your eyes as you felt his hand reach for your queue, conecting your queue with him. the very thrill of cumming inside you was enough to prolong his orgasm, his cock throbbing and releasing again and again.
it felt so satisfying to ruin you, to force you to orgasm for the first time. it was a horrible, guilty memory that would forever haunt you, reminding you of who was really your first whenever you had any intimate moment with someone you truly loved.
when he was finally done, he pulled halfway out, and you felt his cum began to leak down your ass. but he was quick to push it all back in, thrusting hard a couple more times, as if to fuck his seed as deep into you as possible. when he was satisfied, he tucked himself back into his pants, and walked away from you, leaving you laying lifeless on the ground as you’re drained of your pure soul.
you were being consumed alive, the scene keeps replaying in your mind, his odor ligering all over your body.
Notes: Here’s a small drabble until I get “Morning Bean” published. I have to tie up the ending and proofread, so it should be published in a few days!
