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Hello all and Welcome to Kinktober 2023! With October just around the corner, I thought I'd post this masterlist as my official announcement. Here you'll find each day and its assigned kink, which will be updated with links and greater details (such as the monster of the day) as the month goes on.
This is my first time doing a full-fledged Kinktober and while it was a lot of work I also had a lot of fun (*´꒳`*)
And so, hope y'all have a good October and a very monstrous Kinktober!
Links under the read more!
Day 1: Pegging (Fem!Orc x GN!Reader)
Day 2: Titfucking (Slime Girl x AMAB!Reader)
Day 3: Bukkake (Male!Orcs x Fem!Reader)
Day 4: Prostitution (Male!Android x GN!Reader)
Day 5: Collaring (M!Werewolf x GN!Reader)
Day 6: Dub Con (Merman x Fem!Reader)
Day 7: Stuck in a Wall (Male!Satyr x GN!Reader)
Day 8: Breeding (Male!Naga x Fem!Reader)
Day 9: Glory Hole (Male!Minotaur x GN!Reader)
Day 10: Praise Kink (Fem!Harpy x Fem!Reader)
Day 11: Petplay (Fem!Orc x Male!Reader)
Day 12: Somnophilia (NB!Shadow Demon x GN!Reader)
Day 13: Size Difference (Male!Dragon x GN!Reader)
Day 14: Orgasm Denial (Fem!Vampire x GN!Reader)
Day 15: Non Con (Orca Mermen x Fem!Reader)
Day 16: Public (Male!Vampire x GN!Reader)
Day 17: Threesome (Incubus and Succubus x Male!Reader)
Day 18: Spanking (Fem!Werewolf x GN!Reader)
Day 19: Exhibitionism and Voyeurism (Male!Troll x Fem!Reader x Male!Ghost)
Day 20: Mind Control (Male!Vampire x Male!Reader)
Day 21: Tentacles (Tentacle Monster x Male!Reader)
Day 22: Intercrural sex (Male!Centaur x Fem!Reader)
Day 23: Deepthroating & Facesitting (Genderfluid!Slime Person x GN!Reader)
Day 24: Sex Toys (Male!Minotaur x Male!Reader)
Day 25: Pregnancy (Male!Werewolf x Fem!Reader)
Day 26: Masturbation (Mothman x GN!Reader)
Day 27: Double Penetration (in two holes) (Male!Reader x Fem!Reader)
Day 28: Body Worship (Fem!Oni x Fem!Reader)
Day 29: Breathplay (Male!Octomerman x Male!Reader)
Day 30: Free Use (Male!Temple God x GN!Shrine Keeper)
Dolores: My prima Isabela isn't ticklish whatsoever and when I asked her why she isn't, she told me, "One day I just chose not to be ticklish anymore." And this is why I'm terrified to death of my prima Isabela.
summary: sebastian is selected to compete in the triwizard tournament during your seventh year at hogwarts. after he won the first challenge (by a landslide), you could've practically exploded with excitement for him. seeing you like that...wait, were his pants getting tighter?
words: 700ish
warnings: fluff, established relationship, aged up seb and mc, praise kink!seb?? soft!seb, not smutty just a spicy lil makeout sesh. not edited. minors dni!!
a/n: someone pls draw seb with the kisses all over his face how cute would that be!!
the triwizard cup, one thousand galleons, and eternal glory. that's what sebastian was promised. how could a slytherin resist? sebastian knew that as long as you were by his side, eternal glory was as good as his. however, this tournament was already proving to be easy enough. it also came with some...unexpected perks.
after defeating his appointed common green dragon, debatably the easiest to beat, you were obviously overcome with joy. as soon as he emerged from the player's tent, you launched yourself into his arms. a smile split from ear to ear on his face, seeing your genuine excitement for his win. he felt so much pride, so much love.
"you did so good, my love!" he instantly felt his heart flutter in his chest as he held you close to him in the air. you peppered exaggerated kisses all over his face, turning his cheeks and nose a bright red. he couldn't help but giggle as you wouldn't stop when he tried to plant your feet on the ground again.
"you were incredible! oh my days, i'm so proud of you!" the pure look of joy on your face still lingered as you continued to sing his praises in front of everyone, including the reporter for the daily prophet. with your lipstick now splattered around his face, he had an infectious smile that even he couldn't deny. he was blushing, hard, as much as he hated to admit it.
"it was easy enough." he smirked, keeping his tough exterior.
"i must interview this boy! mr. sallow--" before the man could get another word out, sebastian raised his hand to stop him.
"i won't be answering questions," as unusual as it was to say, his expression was casual--smug, even. "thank you." the reporter stood stunned for a moment as he watched sebastian usher you away by your wrist.
"sebastian? you're not going to talk to anyone?" he weaved through the crowd, reaching a clearing near the south exit.
"waste of time!" he answered, glancing back at you with a mischievous look.
"waste of time? are you late for something, sallow?" you teased, but he didn't respond. he only increased his speed to a jog, creating giggles between the two of you as you raced the halls. you quickly recognized that he was leading you to the slytherin common room. as you reached the dimly lit hallway, a familiar serpent slithered around the wall, and the grand door appeared beneath it. he quickly shoved it open, pulling you in with him before turning to push you up against the cold slab of wood as it closed.
"i don't suppose you were this excited to cuddle and take a nap?" you looked up at him teasingly as he towered over you, hands trapping you below.
"you know me well." his head dipped to leave love-marks at the base of your neck. your hands naturally raised to tangle in his brown locks.
"can i ask-- was it winning, or--" he chuckled at your assumption.
"no, hardly." he craned his neck to meet your gaze again with his dark eyes. the smirk still lingered on his lips. "tell me how good i'm doing." that same smirk turned downward as his he bit his lower lip impatiently. you also lost any sense of smugness in your face, and curiosity replaced it.
"oh?" he nodded, his eyes pleading for more as he continued nipping at your chest. you breathed out a sigh of contempt, feeling a fire beginning to spark to life in your lower-half.
"you look so handsome, leaving marks on me." he groaned into your skin, almost making you giggle from the vibration.
"you like it when i praise you, baby? you did so good for me today, looked so good in your uniform." that was enough to make him mad. he quickly crashed his lips into yours, needing to transfer some of the fire he felt to you.
"don't stop...never stop saying those things to me." his lips were swollen when you finally broke apart, and his eyes were anything but satisfied.
"never." you shook your head, promising him. he smiled innocently for the last time that day before your lips met once more.
he loved being so rough with you, who would've thought he liked it when you were so gentle? either way, you were happy to know how sebastian felt when he saw you crumble underneath him when he used you for everything you had. seeing him weak at the knees from just your words, you felt, leveled the playing feild.
sebastian sallowxreader and “tell me to stop, tell me or i won’t be able to.” “then don’t.” 😳
Tell Me to Stop // Sebastian Sallow x Reader
18+ Minors DNI
All underage characters are aged 18+
Summary: 600
Word Count:
Warnings: public intimacy, fingering, light degrading, edging, blood
Prompt: “tell me to stop, tell me or I won’t be able to.” “Then don’t.”
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Charms class drug on today! It was a lecture period, and Professor Ronen really made it feel like that. You thought by year 7 there would be nothing else to learn. Sebastian sat next to you, drawing doodles on your notes and bumping his knee into yours under the table. You locked your leg around his, holding him still. His hand dropped his pen, ink splattering on the page. He brought it down under the table, his hand brushed over your thigh reaching for your hand, your breath hitched, and he noticed smirking to himself.
“What was that?’ he whispered barely even audible. He squeezes your knee, your reflexes kicking allowing his leg to escape.
“Nothing, you mumbled, trying your hardest to focus on your notes again. He put his hand down again, letting it brush over your leg, this time you didn’t flinch. You felt it graze your knee, bare skin to bare skin. He pushed up, under the fabric of your skirt. You froze, your pen shaking over the paper. He pushed his hand between your thighs, resting it there.
“Tell me to stop,” he whispered. You stayed silent, waiting in anticipation, his thumb brushed over your panty line, “Please tell me to stop,” he was practically begging, “or I won’t be able to.”
“Then don’t” you whispered, letting your arm lean against his.
He pressed his thumb against your clit, rubbing against the cloth of your panties.
“You’re already so wet,” he moved aside your panties, his finger gliding along your slit. He pushed in a finger, slowly pumping it in and out. You grabbed the bench seat underneath you, biting your lip to keep from moaning. He pushed in a second, his fingers moving in a waving motion. Your body was tense, stiff like a board with pleasure.
He removed his finger, moving it up to twirl circles around your clit. You jumped, grabbing onto his arm quickly. He smirked, pretending to write notes with his other hand. He adjusts his hand, dipping his fingers back into you, his thumb rubbing your clit. He was bringing you close, your hand squeezing tight around his forearm. He pumped fast, his fingers hitting your g spot. You bit your lip hard, suppressing any moan and whimper. You dug your nails into his skin, knowing it was going to leave a mark.
“Seb,” you let out a sigh. He quickened his fingers again, fluctuating his speed.
“Hm?’ he hummed in question. You closed your legs, squeezing them shut, Sebastian continued pumping his fingers. Your stomach filled with static, then the sense of euphoria, you put down hard on your lip, a sharp pain arising. You pulled Sebastian’s hand away.
“Fuck,” you whispered a little too loud. Professor Ronan looked at you.
“Ms. Y/L/N is everything alright,” she was walking towards your table.
“Sorry that was me,” Sebastian began trying to make excuses, not aware of the blood running from your lip.
“Mr. Sallow, that is quite enough,” Ronen shushed his excuses, “Please walk Ms. Y/L/N to the infirmary,” he looked over to you, your tongue running over the blood.
“Yes ma’am,” Sebastian stood quickly, packing away his books and yours as well. He carried yours out the door as you held your lip.
“God you’re redder than my notebook,” he chuckled, noticing the color in your cheeks. His notebook was bright red, you could only imagine the color of your face. You were far too embarrassed to retort anything. You simply shook your head at his remarks, pushing through the doors to the nurse.
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