Greetings, dearest readers. I'm Pandas. I'm a writer, or a intent of one at least. I go by any pronouns possible, with a slight preference for "It/It's". The content in this blog will be of NSFW (Not Safe For Work). I ask to be at least +16 to be here.
The content requested/made can be both "x reader" or "c x c" (character x character). Content such as mlm, wlw and others following this guideline can be requested.
Minors won't be written, and following the CC's boundaries, neither people uncomfortable with nsfw content will be written.
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Could I possibly request c!Dream smut with a winged male reader?
Preferably bottom reader with a praise kink and knife play if that's alright-
Of course sweetheart, thank you for requesting <3
Between the limbo of your feathers
C!Dream x Amab!Reader.
Friendly reminder this is with their Minecraft personas! I don't write about CCs.
Read rules before requesting~°♪
Warnings: Praise kink, Knife kink, Knife play, Bottom reader, “Songbird” used as a nickname for reader. Spanking (once)
C/N: I apologize for this coming out so late. No inspiration plus class starting for me in my country (law class) made it hard for it to end. I hope you enjoy this, my pretty sins.
He knew it was dangerous. Whenever he would like to admit it or not, be with you would only attract danger. Either to him or you, he knew the risk that it contained. He knew it too well, even for his own liking.
But he couldn't stop. His heart ache for you, and just craved more of your existence. Your attitude and personality, undeniable charming that got him locked between your fingers, as he slowly craved for more than just your attention. He lost it the moment your wings spread wide in front of his eyes.
Beautiful mahogany wings, spread open as you layed down in the middle of the forest. Grass and leafs slowly touching and decorating your wings. If it wasn't for his mask, anybody would have catched quite quickly how down he was for your mere existence, as his forest green eyes never once would stop staring at you, controlling that you were okay and afar from danger.
He stared with greed and lust, as you softly moved alongside the air. Your wings rustling against the dirt, your mind absent from whatever you where doing, just getting lost in the song the wind brought to you. And he loved every second he would see you move.
Your eyes found his presence, and the smile you gave him was enough to drive his whole mind crazy. He knew he wasn't in the right state of mind, god, he wasn't dumb. But there wasn't anything else he would do.
Slowly, soft but slowly, his hands found their way to your waist. Your wings jumped, as they were slight startled by the unexpected movement. But willingly you let yourself be drown into the blond's warmth, slowly dancing against the melody you found and he was following.
The moon shined brightly, and it was only then when you realized the time that had passed. You didn't notice when it turned dark, your mind lost away in the mesmerising dancing you both had.
His voice, shushed like who tells a secret, rasped next to your ear. Soft words making you shiver by how low they were. "Songbird..." He called you, the fresh air around you starting to tense. As your body was practically glued to each other. "Dream?" You mumbled back, your eyes fearing to leave his white mask.
"You dance beautifully, songbird", he hushed, his breath feeling even closer to your neck. "Why don't you show me how well you can move in other places?", You swore you heard the way he smirked underneath the mask. "That's a bit risky, isn't it?" You whispered, not looking away from him once. Not even when his hands started to travel slowly alongside your body; his slim fingers barely teasing your stomach all up to your chest.
"Oh, songbird, everything about you it's risky for me", he whispered in your ears, a sweet-like venom lacing from his tongue with ease. "That doesn't mean I'll lay back." You could feal his slicked tongue lick the lobule of your ear, stealing a broken gasp from your lips. "So? Whatcha say, songbird? Will you sing for me?"
You're not sure you never agreed to something that quickly.
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You barely remember how the both of you ended up in a 'secret base' he had. All you knew is that the second you stepped forward you ended up layed down on what seemed a huge map engraved on a table. If you payed enough attention, you would have seen all the countries and who lived where.
But that kind of information didn't matter when you got a hot psychotic blond over you with promises of an unforgettable night.
Dream hummed as he stared down at your body laying down on the table. A sly smirk decorating his lips as one of his hands started to trail down your body. "Look at you, songbird~" he commented as he scanned you from head to toes, "looking so pretty underneath me," he reached near your ear as his left hand made its way to your wings, "left alone at my mercy."
His shushed tone made you unconsciously shiver, making him chuckle darker as he petted your wings. "If they were white you'll probably look like an angel, right now. Although they're prettier this way, don't you think?" He teased you, his lips making contact with your neck as words were whispered against your skin. You drowned a moan down your throat, making a pathetic whimper instead.
Dream seemed content with the sound, as you felt his smile grew against your neck. "Come on now, songbird, you can be louder than this can't you?" He mocked you. Grabbing you by your chin to make you look at him. You didn't know how, but you definitely thought he looked hotter.
He gave a little 'tuck' on your shirt, silently asking for permission to take it off. You nodded as he kept staring, only to be completely naked in front of him. Splayed down on the table like a meal for him to satisfy himself. Dream took you by your chin and kissed you; feeling warm coldness fuse against your lips.
You were drown on the way he moved and kissed you. The intoxicating way he touched you so calculated; nothing more than a mere winged puppet. A silent cry made you choke, feeling a silver cold against your skin. You felt him smile before breaking the kiss. "What's wrong, songbird? You were doing so good for me" he teased, innocently as if he didn't know what he was doing.
Your eyes tried their best to see the metal against your throat, his eyes following yours and chuckling at the realization. "Oh? You're searching this?" He showed you the dagger he was holding. You looked frightened, and as much as he loved to influence fear in others, making you fear him in such a heated situation wasn't ideal. "There's no need to fear, songbird, I won't hurt you..." He trailed off, giving small, soft kisses to your neck.
"You had been too good for me to even think of hurting you, that wouldn't be fair, would it?" He taunted, words growing deeper into your brain. "It's just to make it a little more fun, songbird, you just have to control your movement or otherwise..." He pressed the dagger against your neck, not making you bleed in the process. "This little dagger will stain your body with a wonderful crimson red" he smirked.
The idea was twisted. And if you weren't as lost as you were right now for that man, the idea should have been repulsive to you, not turning you on like it did. You whimpered softly, making him grin even wider. "I'll treat you good, pretty boy" he whispered in your ear, earning a swallow moan at the pet name.
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You could felt his mouth moving expertly around your dick. Of all things you knew he was good at, you didn't expect that he would be this good at giving blowjobs. "D-Dream~" you groaned, one of your hands coming in touch with his golden locks. He hummed in acknowledge, sending vibrations down your dick, making you moan at the feeling. "D-Dream, fuck- I'm gonna- I'm gonna cum, please" you begged, whining at the lost of his mouth.
You stared at him with watery eyes, looking disappointed and upset for him stopping. "Come on now, songbird, don't give me that look" he hummed, taking you by your chin. "I can't let you come yet, if you're going to do it, it will be with my dick up your ass" he whispered in your ear, a soft whine escaping your lips. "Now, be a good boy and turn around for me, alright?" He mumbled, walking away from you to let you move freely.
Shakily, you turned around on the map table, exposing your ass to the psycho behind you. He loved it nonetheless. As his hands roamed your body and caressed it. "Mmm..." There was a low hum you could hear from him, "Your body is missing something..."
Next thing you knew, you yelped in pain as he started to carve something on your body. "Sh... The pain will be over soon, pretty boy" he mumbled, you didn't need to turn around to know he was smirking. "There we go".
Tears ran out of your eyes, your body trembling weakly as you felt his tongue —warm and slickly— liking your tights, carrying a warm liquid with him. You gazed back at him, seeing his tongue stained with blood. "Pretty thing" he muttered.
"W-What did you carve...?" You asked between sobs, the pain being too much for you body in that instant. The blond smirked as his hands came in touch with your body. "Why, I carved my own mark on you, pretty boy" he whispered in your ear. A soft whine escaped your lips at the possessiveness he was speaking with. "Now, everyone that tries to fuck your pretty body will know you belong to me, songbird."
You sobbed softly to the map, your body still reacting positive at his touch and sweet poisoned words. "Now, do I have your permission to ruin your pretty body in a pleasurable way?" He mumbled, his voice getting into you and going straight up to your dick, who twitched at the mere idea of being used by the blond man. "Y-Yes... Ruin me please", and that was enough for him.
You hear a small sound of a chest opening underneath the table you were exposed on, followed by the sound of a bottle cap opening. "I don't know if you ever have fingered yourself, songbird, but it this might hurt a little" he warned you, softly pushing inside of you a finger wet in some sort of liquid you didn't get to see.
A small hiss came out from your lips, he wasn't moving his finger until he felt you were getting used to the feeling.
The movement was slow at the start, speeding up bit by bit as he pushed a second finger inside of you. A soft moan came out from your lips, the feeling of Dream's fingers inside of you turning to feel better than you could ever imagine (not that you had fantasized about having sex with the biggest psychopath of the entire server for half a year, of course, who would have thought about that?), And he seemed to notice too. A third finger coming in and started to pound you as fast and deep as he could, purposely avoiding that sweet spot that could cause so much pleasure for you.
He admired how much of a wreck he was leaving you to be just with his fingers. All your sweet sounds reaching out for him in the best ways, it did fulfill his ego, probably more than it ever should, but as you kept on moaning and whimpering his name, with silent prayers for more, he felt like he actually deserved feeling this prideful about his work.
"There we go, songbird, sing for me, doing so good" he praised you, focusing on every little reaction your body made for his words and actions. "Such a good boy, taking my fingers so good, bet you'll be even louder once I fill you up like you deserve, hmm?" His words resounded in your mind, as if his words were the only truth your mind could process. "Yeah? Think you'll be able to take my cock as good as you're taking my fingers, songbird?" You helplessly nodded, moaning against the map as his fingers barely brushed your prostate.
"More, Dream, please, more". 'More' didn't meant the lack of fingers inside of you, but Dream did it anyway, scoffing at your whine for the loss of being full. "Whiny, don't worry pretty boy, you'll get filled soon."
You wanted to protest, but your throat betrayed you by whining as you felt something bigger than Dream's fingers make pressure against your hole. "D-Dream" you whimpered, your whines becoming louder as he slowly made his way into you, and fuck if he wasn't big. "Fuck, fuck, fuck-" you chanted under your breath, your breathing becoming shorter as you tried to get use to the feeling.
"So tight, songbird, first time feeling something up your ass?" He asked with a mix between mocking and genuine curiosity, his hands rubbing softly your hips as he waited for you to get used to him. You nodded then shook your head. "Fingers, it's all I had" you mumbled, your breathing becoming more steady. Dream gave you an acknowledgment hum, his eyes never leaving your body.
Your hips wiggled a bit, wanting Dream to move already. "Ready for me, songbird?" He asked in a sushed tone, still caressing your body like it was going to break. "Mhm, please Dream" you whimpered, being cut off at the end of your sentence by a soft moan.
Dream hummed, taking his time with you besides not being so patient himself. His hips rammed slowly against your skin, enjoying himself with the sweet moans you were leaving out. "Sound so pretty, song bird" he groaned, your hole tightened by the pleasure. "Relax dar', I'm not going anywhere" he hummed.
"More, please Dream, fuck me" you demanded, earning a small spank on your ass that had you gasping, you cursed yourself out for being turned out by that. "Come on now, pretty boy, don't be a brat when you're doing so good" he threatened, smiling to himself when he saw you nodding softly. "Won't happen again..."
"Oh, darling, I know that, you're so good for me, aren't you?" He taunted you, his hands caressing your tights as he kept on fucking you slowly. "I asked you a question, songbird, I would like an answer", you helplessly nodded, "I'm good, I'm a good boy for you" you whined, getting high on the feeling of being fucked.
That man surely was intoxicating.
"Good boy, I should recompense that, shouldn't I?" You could hear his smirk, and with no warning before hand, you cried out with your head on the table. Dream had started to fuck you faster than before, which meant he also went deep enough to drive you crazy.
"Fuck-!" You moaned as you helplessly tried to grab onto something. Adrenaline and the high of having sex starting to numb your brain.
"There we go, songbird, doing so good," he mumbled as he kept on searching for a specific spot. A loud moan, accompanied by your legs giving up, let him know that he had found that weak spot. A grin covering his lips as he decided to abuse such point.
Your head was completely dizzy, barely understanding what was happening around you as you felt Dream's dick fuck you endlessly. It was too much, but so good you didn't want it to end, it showed in the way your wings didn't stop moving up and down, barely hurting themselves in the process.
Your body, however, seemed to have other plans. Feeling the knot in your stomach warning you of it's soon release.
"D-Dream, gonna- ah," you got cut off with a moan as your head rested violently on the huge map.
"Close already, songbird?" He taunted, his hands standing firmly on your hips. "Mmm... Suppose I can let you come already, you've been so good for me," he hummed, dragging you closer to him by your hips. Ending deeper inside you in the process, your body was going to give up any second.
"Let go, songbird, cum for me," he whispered in your ear, like a dirty secret that sent shivers through your spine. "Let me know how good I'm making you feel."
Your body obeyed like a servant, coming untouched as Dream fucked you through your orgasm. Whining as he slowed his pace.
"Sh... Good boy, so good for me," he hummed as he caressed your back, letting you calm down from your high.
"Dre..." You slurred out his name, whining as you tried to move against his body. Dream didn't let you, keeping you on your spot with his hands. Not too harsh, but strong enough for you to not move. "Haven't cum..." You mumbled, the sentence making more sense in your head than your words.
"Don't worry about me, I won't abuse your body just yet, songbird," he stated, his hands travelling up to your hair to play with it. A soft smile crossed his lips, "Maybe next time, if you're good."
You didn't have any place to protest anymore, as his soft movements started to make you sleepy. Soon enough, you were completely defenseless next to the blond man, as you fell asleep on Morpheus's arms.
I can’t wait for the karlnap fic! Do you know of any other good ones on tumblr?
Been trying to write three smut differents while also being a fanfic write in Ao3 it's more complicated that one could think, the karlnap will have it's way
I haven't been on Tumblr a lot lately too, trying to do a Bachelor of Sociology has been taking most of my time (plus family problems), so I don't really know a lot of what's been written here
Sorry sweetheart, don't really got any recommendations
I can ask some for Nolan Hansen? I need something abt him and i can't found :(
Anyway, i love your page ♡
Thank you sweetheart<3
In truth I don't really know who's Nolan Hansen, but I can search about him
Of course, I'll be able to write about him only if his boundaries say that he's alright with nsfw content, if he's not comfortable I'm afraid I will have to reject this request
Hope you understand, sweetheart, but you're welcome to request of anything else you wish <3
By power Bottom I mean the same type of way George asked in "Bring me to death and make me feel alive", he did get dicked by Dream, but George was still in control. That's pretty much the situation for Karlnap here, so you guys get to vote <3
Are you ok with doing Wilbur X Quackity if so can you do one with those two and Quackity is a duck and Wilbur is an bird if your choose
kinks: overstimulation, size, then what ever you want
only does this if you are ok with it
Hello there lovely, thank you for asking if I was okay with this
As I said in my pinned post, I will follow the CC's boundaries, and since neither Wilbur nor Quackity want nsfw content of them or their Minecraft personas (which are the ones I work with), I can't do your request
You're free to ask for another other character's ships who's CC are comfortable with NSFW content, dear
Friendly reminder this is with their Minecraft personas! I don't write about CCs.
Read rules before requesting~°♪
Warning: Dream's species is unspecified. Mention of hunters, it's indicated that someone died. Use of aphrodisiac. Praise kink. Karl's mentioned. Curse words. George being a power bottom.
A/N: I don't really know how aphrodisiac works, and since this is an AU, the way the aphrodisiac works it's made by me.
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George slipped through the trees as he made his way out of the forest. How come he always lost him? It wasn't even 5 minutes since he last saw him, and yet, there it happened, he lost him again. He probably should put a location spell on him.
He huffed in annoyance once he left the forest, staring at the tall figure in front of him. "Dream." The hybrid shivered at the tone, turning around to face a very angry and very dangerous witch. "Hi..." He mumbled with a nervous smile. "How come I always lost you when we enter the forest?", He brunette walked until he was face to face with the tall Hybrid, that tried to shrink at the angry stare his companion was giving him.
"I don't like forests...", He mumbled, his animal ears turning down. He lifted his eyes full of guilt, making eye contact with the other male. George sighed, accepting defeat as he knew he wouldn't get a better answer. "Alright, you wait here while I search for ingredients in that dangerous and full of witch-hunters forest." He remarked the words 'witch-hunters' as he turned around to walk inside the forest, knowing that Dream had a strong sense of protection when it comes to him. As if protecting George was a must for him.
Dream ears immediately perked up. Green glowing eyes staring at the short and weak figure in front of him. He let a small grow, knowingly of the witch's intention, but he could not fight his own instinct of protecting him. "Fineee. I'll go with you." He mumbled with resignation.
The young witch smirked in victory at the words. "Thank you Dream~", it was clear he enjoyed the victory of his acts. Taking the hybrid by his hand and walking into the forest.
Dream followed him nearby. He knew the older male knew his way towards the place of his ingredients, but so did the hunters. He couldn't understand the fear for witches some people had; magic was awesome and comfortable, why should that be bad?
The hybrid gazed at George's scars, the ones located on his arms. They were made by hunters trying to imprison him to sold him or trying to kill him. It made his blood boil each time he remembered. George didn't deserve those scars.
But if he had to admit something, the scars just made George look more hot than average. It was his way of letting the world know that they didn't succeed in pushing him down. And George was hot when he had a girl boss confidence.
They walked into the forest glade; the only location in the whole forest that had those special mushrooms the witch needed. George immediately sat on the grass to start picking them carefully. Dream never understood why George liked to work with so dangerous mushrooms over all the types of mushroom that existed.
"I can hear two people near!" A voice from afar reached the males ears. George immediately got up, reaching out for Dream's protection. Dream's ears perked up, trying to figure out the location of the possible threats. "George... When I say 'go', start running as fast as you can for the way we came in. I'll distract them and follow you, alright?", Dream whispered to George, green orbes faced brown eyes fulfilled with worry. "I don't want to leave you behind..." The brunette whispered back, holding Dream close. "I know, and you won't be alone for a long time, you just do that, alright? We'll be safe", the blonde hated making promises. It was something he learned to resent as time passed by. But when George was looking at him with the same worry as him the first day they met; he knew he had to make that promise.
"Alright... I trust you", the brunette mumbled, ready to start running as soon as the words left Dream's mouth.
A couple seconds passed until Dream rammed towards two armed figures. "Go!" He yelled, gazing the tiny figure of George running as fast as he could through the forest he knew so well. The brunette was safe, now it was time to take care of the threats.
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George felt his heart beat faster than he could process. His chest hurt painfully with the sorrow of leaving Dream behind with the hunters. He knew how to do magic, and he could attack the hunters perfectly; if it wasn't that they always carry magic suppressors with themselves.
George ran until he was out of the forest, near 'wild' cows and sheeps. He let himself rest near a tree, some sheeps coming and resting alongside him. He was worried about Dream; did he make it alive? Was he fine?
Guilt started to crawl up on his spine until it drowned his poor heart. "Dream..." He mumbled in a soft tone, hugging himself in fear of never seeing his best friend again.
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He didn't know when did he fall asleep. All he knew is that he woke up by the movement. Wait, movement? Who was moving him? Did the hunters reached out to him!?
As fast as tiredness and sleepiness let him; he opened his eyes to gain knowledge of his whereabouts. His heart beat in surprise and delight when he realized it was Dream who was charging him. He was clinging into the Hybrid by his back.
Dream didn't show signals of acknowledging the brunette woke up until George tried to made himself a little bit more comfortable. A soft smile crossing his lips. "Morning sleepy-head", he hummed with a smile, nuzzling a bit on the brunette's neck.
"Morning Dream", the brunette yawned, letting himself be charged by the blonde one. "What happened?" He asked with slight worry on his tone. "There were two hunters, but I got rid of them." He explained like it was nothing, and sometimes the desire for blood the hybrid had scared him.
"Alright..." George yawned again. Dream chuckled a little bit. "Go back to sleep, I'll wake you up when we reach our home", the blonde promised. "Mhm".
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Once they reached the house, Dream opened the door only to put George on his bed. He shook his body slightly, only enough to wake him up. "Mmm?" Those wonderful honey eyes opened up to stare at him in a mesmerising way. "We reached home", the blonde was quick to recover.
George sat on his bed as he saw at both sides, recognising his own room. "Alright, thank you Dream, now it's better to get to work" the witch walked out his room, Dream quickly following behind like a dog.
"You cannot distract me while I'm making this new potion, alright?", Dream quickly nodded as he sat on the floor; next to George's seat. George would usually reprimand Dream when he sat on the floor instead of the seats besides George, but he knew that it was kind of useless at this point in life. Dream spent most of his life being treated like a pet, so he often received orders of sitting on the ground like a vulgar dog.
George sighed when he saw him, but petted his head nonetheless. A soft smile crossing his lips at Dream's unconscious 'purr'. Dream liked to be petted, to receive treats and being told he was good. George found it amusing once he discovered it. "Be a good boy?", The question was made more for the teasing side that an actual order, but Dream was quick to nod. Even if he knew George didn't like to give him orders as if he were a mere pet, he knew he would have to be crazy not to follow a simple order those sweet lips commanded.
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George kept working on a new potion. It looked pink with slight orange tones, kinda like a sunset in plain rain. Dream was curious, trying to take a better look of the potion itself. It smelled sweet; like a bakery. "What does that potion do?", Dream asked once George left the potion to rest on the table.
"I still don't know, I read the potion recipe in one of Karl's books and decided to give it a shot. The name of the potion was written in siren language so I couldn't understand it". George shrugged, gazing at he potion from time to time. "Can we taste it later?", Dream asked with intrigue, he had the feeling that the potion would be more entertaining if both of them drink it. Luckily for him; George accepted the idea.
"I don't see why not, it's not like Karl likes to have dangerous potions with himself", George shrugged. His fingers running carefully through the blond hair.
Dream let his head rest over George's tights, a sound close to a 'purr' coming out of his chest at the comfort. His ears were down, enjoying the pet George was giving to him. "You're like a pup each time I pet you", the witch mumbled. His delicate fingers still playing with the blond mess Dream's hair was. "I like it when you pet me", Dream muttered, snuggling unconsciously into George's tights. George chuckled, his hands never stopping his actions. "Alright, I'll take note of that".
The potion was ready, and George took it carefully. It now was a tone of pink with red, as of it were a 'Valentine's Day' potion. George took a sip of the bottle. It was warm and sweet. He didn't remember any other potion that was this sweet. He saw Dream take a sip as well of the bottle, a disgust look on his face that made George laugh. Dream didn't usually like sugary things.
It didn't seem like it had an immediate reaction. So George closed it and saved it alongside other potions. He'll put it a name later.
He sighed, but turned around immediately when he heard a whimper come out of Dream's lips. "Dream, are you good?" He asked with worry, he truly wished that the potion wasn't harmful to hybrids. "Dream-", a small whimper escaped his lips again. But it wasn't a sound of being hurt but... arousal. George hoped he wasn't as red as he felt himself be.
"Fuck that goddamn potion..." The blonde mumbled breathless. His breathing was different, as if it got deeper in a matter of seconds. His cheeks were in a pretty red, and his hybrids parts were moving continuously. George's hand caressed Dream's cheeks. "Are you hurt, Dreamie?" He forced himself to ask, smiling sweetly when Dream shook his head. "You made a fucking arousal potion, you brat", Dream cursed out of breath, his head resting on the floor as if he had no energy for more.
"That's a little bit mean, Dreamie~" he taunted, still caressing him. A hot feeling appeared on his stomach, making his body shake for it. "O-Oh, I think the potion's effect started now" he mumbled. Now it was Dream's turn to taunt him. "Poor witchy" he teased, even if he wasn't in better conditions.
Both remained in silence, fearful of what to do next. They truly didn't want to wait until the effects were over, it was a pain for their body, but how could they get rid of it?
Dream blushed at a thought. What if they...? «No.» he told himself, «I'm not fucking George just because a fucking potion made us horny».
George however, seemed to differ on his opinion. "Dream...", The blond looked at the brunette. He looked as pretty as always, but seeing him sexually aroused made him even prettier. "Yeah?", Dream asked, watching carefully all of George's features. "Should we...? Um.. to get.. uh, rid of the effects..." George was a stuttering mess, not because he didn't have the confidence to say it, but because the potion's effects were being a pain in the ass. "Fucking potion" he mumbled and turned around to face Dream. "Should we fuck to get rid of the potion's effects?".
Dream choked on his own spit. He tend to forgot George was bold like this. "W-What?" He sat on the floor, staring in disbelief at the short brunette. "I said-", "I know what you said!" Dream cutted him off. "Don't repeat that..." The hybrid shyly muttered. George hummed at his words, softly brushing Dream's cheeks.
"Dream, does it hurt?" He asked softly, being careful to not push the blonde too far away. Dream nodded, looking away from the brunette. "Dream, darling, look at me" Dream was weak at the nickname, one that George gave him one day by accident but kept it since it made Dream blush in embarrassment. His green eyes did locked with the honey eyes he loved so much.
"Good boy", he whispered sweetly, earning a shy smile from Dream. "Now, I don't want you to feel hurt Dream, and I can feel this is painful, I don't want to know how painful it is for you" Dream wanted to drown himself in George's warm care. Because George cared, George loved him.
The youngest got closer to the brunette's neck. Letting himself rest his body on his. "It hurts too much... Please help me" he whimpered, and that's all George needed to continue.
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Dream layed down on George's mattress. He felt small under the lustful stare of those mesmerising honey eyes. "Are you alright, darling?" George asked carefully, his delicate fingers travelling across Dream's shirtless chest. Dream nodded, his eyes focused on the tiny figure sitting on top of him. "Need you..." He mumbled, pink cheeks turning red. George smiled sweetly. "Need me? You're being quite naughty Dreamie~" Dream whimpered in embarrassment, George only leaned forward to plant a soft peck on his lips "but that's okay, it's cute on you" Dream wanted more than anything for earth to swallow him.
"If it gets too much tell me to stop, alright darling?" Dream nodded, green jewelled eyes concentrated on the playful brunette that sat on his tights. George leaned once again, this time to kiss Dream properly. Dream kissed him back, feeling completely useless at George's mercy. His hands felt like they needed to grab onto something, so he shyly let them travel alongside George's tights and waist. George smiled on the kiss, caressing the hybrid's hands sweetly.
The kiss was soft, slow. Something Dream visibly needed, as he didn't actually know what to do. George bit Dream's inferior lip, passing his tongue into Dream's mouth. A unconscious moan scaped Dream's lips just to be swallowed by George. The oldest caressed his body, making him feel more at ease and lift tensions.
Slowly, the kiss broke apart and Dream could feel the soft lips that were on his seconds ago, travelling down his neck. Dream felt his face get hotter by the seconds. George felt too much, too much and too good for his own sake. He craved the sweet scent impregnated in George's body on him, he craved to feel those strawberry sweet lips on his own again. He craved George.
A soft moan escaped his lips once George had found a sweet spot on his neck. Honey eyes flicking between Dream's face and the spot underneath his lips. Dream felt like sobbing as the weak spot was abused by George's lips. "Ge'rge" Dream whimpered, his hybrid factions starting to move without his command. "Yes, Darling?" He answered sweetly, caressing his waist to calm him down. "It hurts... Please..." Emerald eyes locked themselves with honey ones, and George hummed as he let his fingers travel through Dream's abs. "Alright, I'll take care of you" he promised, leaving a small peck on his lips.
George's kisses kept going down until he reached Dream's pants. He let a small kiss on the crotch just to look at Dream. "Can I take this off, darling?" Dream nodded, a little to eager than what he was trying. George smiled to himself and took off the rest of Dream's clothes. Honey eyes checking him out whole. Dream felt his ears and cheeks turn a bright red. "George-", "So goddamn pretty" the brunette smirked, caressing Dream's body with a soft and greedy touch.
Small whimpers came from the hybrid's mouth, wanting to drown himself on the sweet touch his body was receiving. "George, please", "Please what, darling? Want me to fuck you already?" George asked, staring down at Dream's face. The hybrid looked absolutely gorgeous under his view. Dream could just nod at his words, not being able to bring himself to repeat those words. "I need your verbal consent, pretty boy" Dream straight up moaned at the praise, making George harder than what he already was. "I need you to fuck me, George, please" Dream cried out, George shush him with a small kiss on his lips. "Good boy, thank you for telling me" George smiled softly, as he got himself up the bed to grab a special potion.
"What's that...?" Dream asked, staring down at the transparent liquid inside the bottle. "It's something that will help us so none of us ends up in pain, baby", the brunette explained as he saw once again on the bed. "Now, baby, could you please open up your legs so I can get in between them?" He asked in a soft tone, not wanting to push the hybrid. Dream nodded and opened his legs, a bright red painting his face. "Pretty..." He mumbled, staring down at the witch. George smiled and gave him a little kiss on the lips. "That would be you, pretty boy" George sat between his legs and looked back at the hybrid.
"Darling, what would you prefer? Do you want me to fuck you or you want me to rail you?" He asked as the fingers of his right hand traveled all around Dream's tight. Dream looked with pleaded eyes at George, trying to make a decision. "C-Could you rail me...? Please?" George smiled. "Of course baby" he whispered with affection hanging from the tip of his tongue.
He got up from the bed and started to undress himself, making Dream stare in awe at the brunette. George chuckled as he saw Dream's eyes stare at him; like a kid who stares at a toy they want. "Like what you see, pretty boy?" George climbed the bed once again, and sat between Dream's legs. His fingers traveling through his abdomen and tights. Dream whimpered, nodding eagerly. "George, please" the brunette hummed as he took the potion from before.
"Alright, don't worry pretty, I'll fuck you, but I need to prep myself first" he explained sweetly, ending slightly surprised when Dream's hands took him by his waist. "Dream?", "Let me do it, please" he mumbled, embarrassed with himself. George just smiled and gave him the potion. "As you wish, darling".
George layed down on the bed as Dream made his clumsy way to get on top of George, the brunette whispered sweet nothings and soft praises to him, encouraging him to get on work.
Slowly but surely, Dream had the potion over three of his fingers, and slowly teased the brunette's hole, scared of hurting him. Dream's ears perked up when he heard a pleasure sigh from George. "Darling, don't worry, you won't hurt me, just push your fingers inside of me" he guide him, rubbing his hand with so much care Dream thought he was going to explode.
But Dream followed the orders, accepted guidance in this new area, especially since they came from George. Have his fingers inside of George felt better than what he expected, and George's sounds were an unexpected music he didn't imagine he would like. "So good, Dream" he whispered a sound of praise, making Dream whimper a bit. "Could you please move your fingers, slowly? That way you can prep me for you, darling" he stared at the tall hybrid in front of him with a smile. Dream nodded and followed him silently, his cheeks red as fire and his eyes shining in lust and hesitation. "We can stop if you like, Dream, you're not forced to do anything" Dream shook his head, "just afraid I'll hurt you".
George took his free hand and kissed it. "I trust you, Dream, I know you won't hurt me, go ahead baby, and make us feel good". Dream whimpered, as his fingers moved in and out of George in a slow pace. And Dream's mind fought with itself, trying to keep focus on just one thing. He was dividing himself between keeping control over his fingers inside of George to not hurt him and let himself get lost on George's sweet sounds. It was too much for him.
"Dream, you're doing so good darling" George praised him, reaping a soft whimper from Dream's lips. The brunette let himself enjoy the feeling, although a part of him questioned if it was okay to enjoy being open wide by his best friend. Not that he cared. "You feel too tight George" Dream groaned a bit, making the older male smirk. "If I feel too tight for your fingers imagine for your cock, darling" Dream moaned at the thought, having to use his free hand to shut his mouth. George loved the red face of his cute hybrid.
"You think I'm ready for you cock now?" Dream couldn't help but nod. Slowly taking his finger out of George. "Good boy, now lay down sweetheart, I can't rail you if you don't do that". As soon as his words let his lips, the blond was quick to obey, laying down on the blue mattress expectant of the witch. George chuckled at the sight, "My, my, you sure are needed darling".
George slowly crawled on Dream's body, until he got to sit on his lap. "I'll ask one final time, darling, you sure you want this?" Dream nodded. "Words." Dream gulped, staring into honey mesmerising eyes, "Yes, I want this..." George hummed in acknowledge and located himself over Dream's cock, slowly pushing himself enough for the tip to get it. "O-Oh" Dream moaned, a bit overwhelmed by the warmth he was starting to feel. "Feels good?" George teased him a bit, smiling sweetly at Dream's eager nod.
George kept pushing himself deeper, until he had took all of Dream's length. George and Dream moaned at the feeling, it felt too good and so nice. Dream felt the need to move, but he let George get used to the feeling and his own length. "God- you're stretching me so good now" George groaned, letting his hands hold onto Dream's shoulders. Slowly, torturously slow, George started to move his hips to rail on Dream's dick.
Dream's head fell onto the pillow in a matter of seconds, as if his head was too heavy for him to keep up. The feeling was too good to put into words, and both of them could agree on that. George moaned softly, sweet sounds leaving his lips without restraint. Dream did tried to keep himself shut, but the feeling was too overwhelming to remain silent. "George", the brunette payed attention to the blond's moans. "Yes dreamie?" George asked, rolling his hips on Dream's cock. "Is too good" the hybrid groaned, moving his hands right into George's hips. "Please don't stop" the man mumbled, making the brunette stare at him in amusement.
"Alright, darling, I'll keep on making us feel good~" he promised with a low tone near Dream's ear, just to start railing him once again. He had move a little from the original position, witch made Dream's cock reach deeper. A loud moan escaping George's throat. "So good, fuck, filling me so good darling" George praised him as he moved his hips almost experimentally. Dream felt on cloud 9 and he had barely done anything, the nervousness of hurting George chaining him down to George's mercy.
Dream's head was fuzzy at this point, barely registering George's praises and sounds. He knew he was saying something, he felt his own mouth moving and his throat making noises, but he couldn't process his own words. He loved the feeling of George railing his cock, he wouldn't denied that. It felt like touching heaven without needing wings to fly. It was the same type of warmth of feeling the love of a eternal companion.
He felt George's hand reaching his face, slowly bringing him back to reality. "Back to me, darling?" George asked between soft groans, Dream slowly nodded. "Colour?" The witch asked, his hands tracing down Dream's pecs. "Green..." He slurred out, moving unconsciously his hips going deeper on George, making him moan. "Alright darling, come on, are you close Dream?" The hybrid nodded, feeling his eyes roll back at the high feeling. George broke a smile as he drowned moans on his throat. "Me too, fuck, me too lover boy" George kept on going even faster until the climax reached both of them. Dream moaned as he felt himself coming inside of George.
The brunette let himself fall on Dream's chest, trying to keep his breath steady. He could hear Dream's heartbeat being fast enough to put him to sleep. "George..." Dream mumbled, as he was coming off his high. "Yes, darling?" The brunette muttered as his eyes were shutting down. "Can we bath?" George giggled and looked up at him. "Sure thing, Dream" he smiled, slowly coming out of Dream's cock. "Come on, baby, let's go bath".
manhunt! snf may be real and they may be a stable committed couple who have each other’s backs but, spyhunt! dnf is also real and theyre enemies to lovers or enemies with benefits or something and during that one night that they form a truce theres only one bed in the hotel room and they have crazy trust issues but its ok they still trust each other you feel me
Friendly reminder this is with their Minecraft personas! I don't write about CCs.
Read rules before requesting~°♪
Warnings: Praise, Daddy kink, Sir kink, 'pup/puppy' used once, feel of neglect, mention of karlnapity, Sub!Sapnap, Switch!George, Dom!Dream, technically cheating, curse words, George & Quackity being related.
C/N: Even though I wrote about it, I do not condone cheating. And please do ignore that my nickname is Pandas while reading this- Sapnap has literally no other nicknames with his name-
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Dream and George sat at the other side of the door, listening to Sapnap's sobs. The youngest had been neglected by his fiancés for two months now. Each time he tried talking to them, they would ignore him or had quickly to do something else. They didn't have time for him anymore, and even though it felt selfish for him, he knew damn well that Karl and Quackity had dates together this whole time.
Intrusive thoughts filled his mind, making him the sad crying mess he was right now. George and Dream both tried to comfort him, but it was useless and Sapnap didn't let them in.
George felt his heart ache, listening to their little sunshine being treated so badly from his own brother. Dream, on the other hand, felt a non-stop rage against the two idiots that his panda was engaged to. He never understood what did Sapnap saw on them, but he always shut that as Sapnap was happy. But now? God bless, he wanted to kill them.
Dream slight knocked on the door. "Pandas?" He called in the softest tone he could get, his tongue embraced with worry and love. Sapnap sobbed, but mumbled something back as a way of telling them they could enter.
George opened the door slowly, careful in case that Sapnap was behind the door. He bite his inferior lip when he saw the short ravenette sobbing on his bed, covered in blankets. "Oh, Pandas..." He mumbled with a soft tone on his tongue, sitting next to the younger boy while Dream closed the door. "Pandas... Pan-Pan can you answer me?".
The youngest nodded, taking the blanket off. "Hey Pandas..." He smiled softly, tracing softly some stars on the boy's cheek. "How are you feeling?" Sapnap shrugged, glazing at Dream, who sat on his other side. "Dream...?", "Yes, Pandas?" He mumbled, playing with his hair as a way of comforting him. "Can you both cuddle with me?"
"Of course" they whispered, cuddling at both sides of him.
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As time has passed, both males wrapped the youngest in the heats of their bodies. The slight movements and soft touches started to work his body, Sapnap wanting- no. Craving for more. Maybe it was for the sexual neglect he had for two months, maybe it was the way they acted so sweet towards his touch starved body. He didn't knew why, he just knew he needed them.
Dream's hand was the closets to his, so he slightly squeezed it, catching the blonde's attention without George realising it yet. Sapnap stared at him with pleaded eyes, squirming slightly under his touch. Dream caught in an instant what Sapnap wanted, slowly tracing the youngest's skin with his fingers. A small and involuntary gasp scaped Sapnap's lips, reaching George's ears. "What happened Sapnap? It's something troubling you?" He asked with care, slowly caressing the hybrid's cheeks.
Sapnap whimpered once again, Dream's fingers reaching down each time, just getting closer and closer to his crotch. This, however, didn't pass unnoticed by George, who just stared at the situation with a smirk, before staring at those beautiful blue eyes he loved so deeply. "Are you getting worked up, Pandas?" He asked in a sweet tone, almost sympathetic. If Sapnap weren't staring at his eyes, he would have believed the sympathy on George's words, but he read those eyes better than anyone ever could, and knee damn well George felt anything but sympathy at his current horny state.
"Poor thing, had no one to take care of him these two months, have you?" George whispered like it was a dirty secret between the them three. Dream chuckled at his words, letting his hand rest on Sapnap's tights. The ravenette could only whimper in response. "He must be very sensible, isn't he? All worked up for soft touches...~" Dream mocked him, grabbing him by the chin and making the younger stare at him. "Isn't that true, Pandas?" He whispered on his lips, the hot breath touching eachother to the point that Sapnap felt his own body hotter than ever.
"Please..." He whimpered, not really knowing what exactly he wanted. All his brain could repeat was that he needed them, and he needed them now. "Please what, Pandas?" George taunted, slowly tracing the lines in Sapnap's throat. "Please touch me... Need you both" he mumbled, feeling his cheeks burn in heat, he was embarrassed for his petition.
"Of course, baby" Dream smiled, leaving a trail of kisses alongside his neck. Sapnap gasped at the feeling, but got used quickly at it. George admired Sapnap's reaction as he let his hand travel to his clothed cock, teasing the boy's body. Sapnap tried to squirm away, whimpering at the overwhelming feeling.
"We just started, honey~" Dream whispered on his ear, bitting down the boy's ear, making him whimper. "Don't worry, we'll treat you good" he promised in a low tone, sending shivers through the boy's spine. "Dream..." George whispered in amusement, still teasing Sapnap's clothed cock. "Mmmm?" Dream gazed at him, chuckling at what he saw, "Awe~ seems like our precious blaze already got worked up~" he smirked, letting his hand travel to that zone, also teasing him.
A small moan scaped from Sapnap's lips, and it was the most angelic sound both males had ever heard. Dream striped Sapnap from his shirt and pants, leaving the youngest one in boxers. "You look cuter than ever like this" George teased him, giving a couple kisses on his tights. "George~" the blaze moaned, his hands trying to get a grip at whatever he could. Dream clicked his tongue playfully at the sight, leading Sapnap's hands to George's hair. "Just pull his hair, puppy, he'll like it" he whispered on his ear, to which Sapnap unconsciously obeyed and pulled of George's hair, making the brunette groan at the feeling.
"Oh baby, you're in for a long time, aren't you?"
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Sapnap barely had an ahold of himself, moaning shamelessly against the pillows. Having both boys inside of him was an overwhelming feeling. He knew he was able to take them, but he didn't knew it would feel this good.
"Oh come on baby, thought you said you were able to take us?" Dream teased, pushing himself deeper into the youngest body. George whimpered, the feeling was overwhelming for him too. Sapnap limited himself to nod, knowing he didn't really have a hold of his own body. "You're being such a good boy for us, sunshine" he cooed, fucking the ravenette in a fast pace. Dream gazed at the brunette, who would whimper from time to time, as the feeling of being inside of Sapnap and touching Dream's dick was better than he could ever describe. "Georgie~", the blonde man kept on sucking red-dark marks repeatedly over his pale skin, "Come on, baby, don't you want to give our sunshine the pleasure he's been missing?", The mandatory, husky voice made George fell harder into an spiral of lust and desire. Just wanted more, more of him, more of Sapnap. He wanted, needed, craved or whatever word you wanted to use. He needed those two, not just in a sexual, lustful form, but in all posible connotations of the word.
"George~ please~", Sapnap moans gained the attention of both males, Dream cursed the idea of not being able to mark Sapnap. The blaze looked delicious, in their sight. Messy black hair being sticked to his own body, his cute ass positioned the highest he could reach for the boys to fuck him. Even the way he tried to bite the pillows to shut himself was hot. "Please, sir, I need you both to use me~", the words came out of his mouth so naturally he didn't even question it. It just sounded right. And God did George love it.
"Yeah? I'm your 'sir' now?" He smirked, gaining back the stamina he had left before. Dream rubbed Sapnap's tights, earning a soft moan in response. "What am I then, sunshine? If George is sir...?", His question seemed so innocent despite their doing, but it was far from innocent. Dream loved to have control, so if George had a position higher than his, he probably would fuck both of their brains out. "Daddy~! Please~", Sapnap moaned as his body was being used by the two mens. He specially loved how Dream's stamina seemed to increase after the little nickname.
"God, you feel so good baby~", George moaned as he kept thrusting. "Maybe we should keep you like this, huh? Behaving so good with our cocks inside you, bet you would love that, wouldn't you?" George taunted him, immediately moaning by the feeling of Dream teasing his body. Even if he had power over Sapnap, his body was weak at Dream's calculated touch.
•••
"How you're feeling, sunshine?", Dream had asked that for the 5th time already. Being careful of not hurting neither of the boys while cleaning them up.
George was tired, but managed to keep himself awake in case Sapnap started to feel a sensation of panic. He couldn't let Dream having to take care of both of them in that scenario. Sapnap hummed sleepily, snuggling into George's chest, purring happily (blazes can pur in my mind). Dream chuckled softly, kissing the boy's neck. "Sweet dreams Sappy" he mumbled with a warm tone, his green eyes leveling up to stare at George. "You also should sleep, darling", he whispered with a smile, kissing his forehead.
George smiled softly, cuddling the blaze in front of him. "Night Dream..." He slurred out, falling completely asleep. Dream hummed, taking care of the two males in his arms. He'll dealt with Karl and Quackity later, right now, those two were all that matter.
no but i can't get the thought of punz going soft on male!reader when he figures out that they can actually shape shift into a raccoon hybrid so he decides to have gentle sex w/ them while playing with their tail, like how cute would that be?? being penetrated but also played with at the same time
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Anon, I love your brain.
Punz would be mesmerized by how your tail would try to swing away from his grip as he plays with it. He would be calling him "his good pet", praising his body while the raccoon boy tried to relax his body with the overwhelming feeling.
Punz had a strong grip around your body as he fucked you in a fast but gentle pace. He didn't hurt your body in the minimum, only giving pleasure to your whole body. Your dick twitched in his hand, making him chuckle in your ear. "Come on, pretty boy, you want to cum already? Such a good pet~" he groaned. "I'm gonna make a mess out of you~"
Also, does the raccoon emoji means you wanna be an anon in here? /Gen
Hello i would like to request c!eret with 3 and 5, i don't have a specific idea in mind so... If you could do something with it, it would be cool
Female reader plz
Sure honey <3
×Event~×
Kings & Queens
C!Eret x Female!reader
Friendly reminder this is with their Minecraft personas! I don't write about CCs.
Read rules before requesting~°♪
I'm aware both C!Eret/Eret uses all pronouns, but I'll use just he/him pronouns in this scenario with C!Eret to prevent confusions.
Warnings: Female body, eating out (Fem receiving), powerbottom reader, switch Eret, degrading words, It takes a lot before reaching the sex part, Quackity's an extra (plays a role but not in the smut), unintentional neglecting, make up sex, hair pulling kink.
Prompt: 3 & 5
3 → “...I know I should be mad about it, but that was just hot.”
5 → “Holy shit... Again.”
If there's something I forgot please let me know.
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Dating the King of the SMP was definitely not an easy task. In order to be able to survive a long a healthy relationship with the king; patience, empathy and understanding was a must. You must be aware that most of his time he will be busy, as a king's life it's not that easy. That he won't be able to take you to normal cute dates, because he cannot take a day off.
And you knew that. From top to bottom, you had learn the pros and cons of dating the king as quick as a blink. But that would never mean you didn't wish for more; being greedy was humans' most deep and common instinct. But was it really wrong to ask being able to spend time with your lovely boyfriend? If you asked others, it probably would be a certain yes, as he's the king and has to take care of everyone in his kingdom, etc, etc. It didn't seem fair to you. He would always hear and attend the village's petition and solving their needs, but wasn't able to attend his own girlfriend's needs and petitions.
And today wasn't an exception at the rule. There he was; sitting on his throne while listening to his town. The land and people he had to protect. You stared at him from afar, hoping he would make time for you today. He had promised you a month ago that you both would go to see the festival in town once it started, but it has been already a week and he hasn't being able to even make time for you.
You sighed in relief when you saw the short row that appeared today. Eret would have surely make time for you today! Or well… at least that's what you thought. But as the row ended you saw his majesty walk off the room, listening to his "secretary" that reminded him of the stuff he had to do today. You felt... Neglected, sad, upset. Feeling neglected and the anxiety crawling up your body were the perfect combination for all your intrusive thoughts to come out.
In this state —as you walked down the castle's private garden— you couldn't help but question if Eret loved you anymore. Were you still important to him? Were you just a mere toy to play with? You felt anger and frustration as you sat down in front of the garden's fountain. Your mind wasn't working the best it could, tricking you into horrible endings of your relationship with Eret. Yet a thought in particular left you in a blank state. «Will Eret notice if I'm gone...?».
With no second thought, you started walking away, afar from the castle. Maybe he'll notice, god you were hoping he did. You needed for him to notice you, to care. To show he still loved you.
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A week went off without any signals of Eret even noticing you were gone. No lost people signals, no guards looking for you. You didn't even saw or heard that Eret was worried about anything. You started crying.
This whole week you had stayed at "Las Nevadas". Quackity had let you stay as a long as you needed to be, understanding your reasons once you told him why did you run away. He had shown sympathetic towards your situation, knowing it too well. And as Eret's ex, he had also went for what you were going through now.
He had promised you that Eret wasn't careless, he just focused himself too much in his own people that sometimes he would forgot of everyone else that was important to him, even himself. But even his words weren't able to stop you from crying and getting mad at him.
So, as any heart broken girl would do, and as a good citizen of his town (at least until Quackity convinces you to be in Las Nevadas), you went to tell him your complains. Maybe then he would listen.
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You made your way in the row, no one noticing who you actually were. "Last in line, you may have an audience with the King" a soldier spoke in a serious tone. You looked back and saw that he meant you, so you calmly walked in front of the man. "Your majesty." you bowed down in front of Eret, who immediately identified your voice. "My queen?" He mumbled, staring at you. His pure white eyes looking at you with nervousness. He made the guards leave the room as he made his way towards you. "My queen..." He repeated once he was in front of you, holding you softly by your chin. "Where were you, my love?" He asked worriedly.
"Oh, you noticed I was gone?" You couldn't help but bark back. He blinked repeatedly, lookin at you with confusion and nervousness. "Of course I did, my queen...", "You had being neglecting me for months, my king, I had my doubts." You simply commented, crossing your arms.
The king took a couple steps back, looking at you whole figure. You were angry, that was visible. And, yes, he was aware he wasn't able to really spend time with you. He just didn't thought you would felt that neglected. "Did you tried to search for me, my King?" Your words were spoken like knives sharped carefully, making the towering king look powerless at your presence. He couldn't denied, that was what he loved the most about you.
"I did search for you, my Queen... You were nowhere to be found..." He choose his words carefully. "I thought you would come back, but a week passed by and I was fearing the worst... I'm truly sorry, My Queen" he bowed down to you. A King wasn't really supposed to bow down to anyone unless the person was an equal for respect, but the way your king bowed down, he was showing you something more than respect; He was freely giving you power over him.
Your right hand tilted the king's head up, making him look at you with those white eyes you truly loved. "Actions speak louder than words, my King. Are you going to show me how you're sorry?" You questioned, glaring at him. A shy but flirty smile decorated his lips. "Of course I will, my Queen, I only need your permission. Please let me Worship you like the Queen you are, my dear" he begged, bowing down on the floor while staring at you. His red dress made him look absolutely mesmerising, as the skirt made a red lake surround the both of you. "You may have permission, my King, do not waste your chance." He chuckled softly at you. "I don't plan on doing that, My Queen."
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You gazed down as you were layed down on the mattress, staring shamelessly at your beautiful naked boyfriend. "So pretty, my dearest King~" you praised him, not daring to look at anything else that wasn't him. His body shivered slightly at the praise, a soft smile forming in his lips. He was used to be praised, as he was the King, but listening to you, his dearest Queen, was a different subject. It was a different feeling. "Gonna make it up for me~?" You teased him, staring at him as he put himself on top of you, arms at both sides of you to not put on you any weight.
Eret didn't respond, however, letting his lips fuse with yours in a soft wave. You let your arms hug his neck, grabbing him by his hair to pull him away from your lips. None of you excepted for him to moan at the feeling of his hair being pulled. His cheeks flushed in embarrassment, looking away from your amused eyes. "Such an angelic noise for a slutty King~" you whispered in his ear, making him whine. "Can't even get mad at you from neglecting me now, can I?" You flirty teased him, pulling his hair once again, letting a moan louder than before. "Fuck...I know I should be mad about it, but that was just hot.” you mumbled with a sneaky smirk. "Gonna be good for me~?"
Eret just helplessly nod, loving the way you were treating him. Loving how you were being so powerful. Loving to be at your mercilessly mercy. His hot powerful Queen.
"That's what I thought, now, how about you put that pretty mouth to use~? Unless you don't wanna be forgiven?" You mumbled, only to gasp in surprise and pleasure at the feeling of Eret lips being attached to your breasts. Soft moans scaped your lips as Eret sucked and marked them. "So pretty~ my pretty slut~" you whispered, moaning louder when Eret whimpered with your breast in his mouth.
You could feel his hand teasing your sweet core, your mind going fuzzy as your beloved king traveled down your body until he reached that special place. "God... So pretty..." He mumbled, starting to eat you out like it was his last meal. Your head hit the pillows as soon as Eret's lips touched your clit, it was a overwhelming feeling that you received greatly. You breath hitched when you felt his tongue fuck your hole slowly, going in and out without a care. You buckled your hips, wanting more of that sweet feeling. Luckily for you, Eret complied and went further. “Holy shit...! Again.” you ordered him, staring at him with a demanding look that he loved. "Don't worry my love, I got all night to beg for you..." He whispered in your core with a smile. "And your forgiveness too, of course" he smirked, only to whimper once your hand pulled of his hair once more. "Then better get to work, or the night will be endlessly painful for you, my dear".
