I write for dating sims! Call me 'panda' i won't say my age on here but please enjoy the content i create!
The point of this blog is to write for small dating sims other normally wouldn't! If your feeling your favourite dating sim is underappreciated feel free to Request and see if i know the game! if not I'll probably download it and play it myself. This includes nsfw as well!
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"Golden slumbers fill your eyes, smile awake when you rise. Sleep pretty darling, do not cry, and i will sing a lullaby."
If not you should totally play it (the game gets a bit š spicy at times so donāt say I didnāt warn you[once again assuming you havenāt played it])
Ohh!! I've played that! but to a certain degree. I loved that game, but i don't remember why i un-downloaded š
Warnings; fem!reader, smut, Manhandling, mentions of orgasms, overstimulation, Doggy style, breastplay/sucking, thigh spanking, morning sex, cunnalingus. Degrading names "whore" and "slut" in xyx's scenario. (Favoritism towards xyx and toast)
Ā·ļ»æ ļ»æ ļ»æĀ· Ā·ļ»æ ļ»æ ļ»æĀ· ļ»æā¦ you get they're name tattoo'd on different parts of your body, and it leaves them in a Frenzy ļ»æā¦( @extrakuli )
TOAST doesn't actually notice the tattoo immediately, only because it's in a spot that's hidden. They actually manage to see it one morning when they call you to come and look at a new game trailer on they're computer.
Your still in your pajamas around that time, and you'd only woken up around about 2 hours ago, at least. They've already taken up the chair at they're desk, so you manage to make it work by leaning over his desk while standing next to them. Your so completely focused on the 5-minute gameplay trailer you don't feel your small shirt conveniently roll up a bit, giving toast the opportunity to see it.
They're name stained on the skin of your Lower back in the form of thick black ink, the letters are designed in a sort of bubble font.
"[Name] is that what i think it is...??"
Maybe if you'd told him sooner they'd already be over the initial shock by now. But then again if you would've told them earlier than you would have ended up missing out on being fucked against his dresser.
It's going on at least 20 minutes at most, yet he still hasn't stopped himself from fucking you; his long and slender cock pumping so deeply inside your warm cunt, you can feel each thrust of it, rubbing against your wet and velvety tight walls. You don't know how a mere tattoo was able to rile up your usually stoic boyfriend but fuck, if this is how he reacts to you having one then you just might go back and get a few more just in case.
a thin sheen of sweat decorating his forehead as he keeps his concentrated attention on nothing but his name that's permanently plastered on the lower back of your body, almost where your ass is.
You did this on purpose!
You know that everytime you and toast decided to get intimate, any time he feels he's in the mood to feel your tight cunny cum and spasm around his dick he'll always, always throw you into a doggy position where naturally your back and ass is most visible.
"Fuck, [name]. if you wanted the attention, all you needed to do was ask."
QUEST is one of the most attentive out of the four of them. So, he notices the tattoo almost immediately. it happens when he allegedly decides to plan a warm and romantic date at a fancy restaurant you've almost never heard of.
you'd made a conclusion that the most appropriate outfit for a date would be a dress, not giving much attention to how it exposed your dark blue tattoo that sat just above your chest.
Once quest had seen you, he gave you the usual cheesy compliments he always did. but a sudden silence followed afterwards, which confused you. it wasn't until you followed his stare that you suddenly realized what he was starting at. Your tattoo of his name sitting so pretty right where your tits were.
The events that follow afterwards are completely unexpected, especially for his gentlemanly character. The way the part of the dress that covers your chest is pushed down and your tits are freely revealed for him to see the full tattoo in all it's hypnotic glory.
His hands palming at your chest as he stared at your tattoo is pure awe. He'd never even considered you'd do something so daring. you couldn't help the soft gasps and occasional whines that left your lips whenever he'd grind his large hands against your hardened nipples.
"You like it?" you asked, in a meek voice.
You get your answer when you find yourself sitting on the kitchen's countertop, while your boyfriend sucks on one of your pretty tits, roughly. his strong hand squeezing and massaging at the other one. no matter how large or small your breasts are his hands will somehow always manage to get a good grip on them. "So pretty, yet always up to something mischievous, yeah?"
You whine his name in response to his words while trying to get his attention off the tattoo, so he'll focus more on pleasing you. All he could do is let out a warm and loving chuckle at your behaviour, well that and give you what you want.
NIGHTOWL is left in a state of absolute shock when you show him your brand new tattoo of his name on your lower abdomen. The tattoo itself doesn't shock him, but rather the placement of the tattoo.
"Fuck, no way. [name] ... you didn't!" he speaks, kneeling down to get a closer look at the inky word on your pretty skin. "i did!" you giggled, proudly. "I'm guess from the smile on your face, you like it?" you teased, placing your hand on his head, lightly tangling your fingers in his golden locks. "i love it."
He knew that you already believed him when he said he absolutely loved the new tattoo, but he needed to prove that he absolutely loved the new decision.
before you knew it, you found your boyfriend between your legs; licking and sucking at your clit like a starved man who'd hadn't eaten in days, his tongue massaging your labia and rubbing against your hole, addictively.
All you could do was keep your shaky hands in his golden locks and hope he'd get over the new skin adjustments sometime soon today.
"night, fuckā you have a class that starts in 12 minutes, you can'tā mm! fuck fuck!" Your unable to suppress the whiny moaning that forces it's way from your throat when you feel his slender tongue push into your hole deeply, pushing you to a orgasm immediately.
With a angelic yet mischievous grin, he removes tongue from your spasming cunt. "I'll tell my professor that I'm taking a sick day." is all he explained before pushing his tongue back in to continue worshipping your new tattoo.
XYX, second to toast, doesn't notices the tattoo as quickly as Quest or Night does. He doesn't notice until you finish taking your shower.
Coming upon realization that you had forgot to grab a bra, you open the door to the bathroom with a towel wrapped around your body. a towel that barely covers anything.
"Xyx, could you grab my bra from the room?" You call from the bathroom, hoping that despite wherever he was in the house right now, he'd still help you.
Only 20 seconds pass before Xyx comes to you, handing you the missing piece of clothes you need. "Thanks, love." You hummed before attempting to close the door. Your attempt being interrupted when Xyx stops the door with his hands. "Love?" you asked, confused.
"Wait, Wait, fuck. What is that?" Xyx asked, pushing his way into the bathroom, uninvited. "is that a tattoo of my name?" you can hear the unbearably habitual arrogance in his voice. He'd finally managed to notice the tattoo of his name that's been placed on your left thigh.
You could feel a sense of panic stir in your stomach when he brought it up, you could only stand there, silently. When you refused to confirm nor deny if it was his name, he took it upon himself to see.
You felt a sudden warmth when your boyfriend got close, really fucking close. His hand pushing your towel up, ignoring your words of protests. "Fuck. your telling me that you got a tattoo of my name and didn't tell or show me?" Xyx asked, massaging the skin that the tattoo was placed on.
with Xyx's reaction to the new tattoo, it was almost inevitable that he'd persuade you into dropping the towel. Which he did successfully, not only managing to do so but managing to bend you over the sink and stuff you full of his large and girthy cock.
"Good girl, Good fuckin' girl." He groaned, sliding his length so deeply inside of your gummy walls, he swore he could get lost in them. "is that why you got this tattoo? cause you knew that once i saw it, I'd fuck you like the whore you are?" he muttered in your ear, more focused on the feeling your cunt walls smothering him, relentlessly.
"if you were so bent onā fuck, branding yourself, you should've added 'slut' at the end of the tattoo. since that's what you'veā mm! ābeen acting like lately."
Synopsis: you spend far too much time with baxter, and your lovely husband attempts to talk to you about it. code word; attempts.
Warnings: angry sex, pet names, cursing, dom!reader, sub!cove, face-riding, anal sex, breast-fondling, multiple orgasms, oral (reader receiving). slight pervy!Cove. Reader is a bit sadistic ngl. Fluffy ending.
Pairings: sub!cove holden x dom!fem!reader
OG: Our life: beginnings & always.
"I'm glad you decided to come and visit us, baxter." you proclaimed, Sitting down a cup of hot chocolate in front of the man. it had been 2 hours since he'd stepped through the front door, and you were happy to welcome him with open arms. Cove, your beloved husband however, wasn't so lively about baxter being here. Don't get him wrong! he doesn't dislike baxter, in fact, him and baxter are two peas in pod. He was the wedding planner after all! but...ever since he'd walked in through the door, baxter had been acting a bit tooā..Close with you.
Cove isn't the type to try and Gatekeep his wife, but the way baxter came onto you made him frustrated. the way he'd wrap an arm around your shoulder and pull you close or the way he'd grab both your hands and rub them invitingly, ignoring the rough texture of your wedding ring while Proclaiming how much he cares for you, and adding cove in at the last minute, even though it's clear he didn't want to.
And most importantly, how naive you were to all of it! assuming everything baxter did had no ill-intentions. everything he did was just what friends would do! that's why you went along with it happily. you were so air-headed and naive to the way he was acting towards you. a smile stretching across cove's face as that realization kicked in, of course you wouldn't purposely flirt with another man! He knew you inside out, since you were both 8 years old.
So why? why does his mind tell him your completely innocent to all this, but his heart doubts that. He tries to endure and suffer silently, but when baxter raises your hand and presses a kiss to your knuckles, the dam breaks.
Cove stood from his chair, in such a fast motion it slid back a little. Both you and baxter's attention turning towards him. "honey? are you alright?" you ask, separating yourself from the man, to walk up to your husband. He looked down at you, eyebrows furrowing a bit as he ignores you, walking up to baxter instead. "well, it's been great and my wife has enjoyed your stay, a little too much." The cyan expressed, muttering the end of his sentence in a uncharacteristically bitter tone.
"but me and my wife here have other things to do. so it's best you leave, Baxter." cove said, picking up the man's coat and Holding it out to him, scrunching his nose up at baxter's sly grin, he knew exactly what he was doing. "well, i see my company has been a bit of a nuisance to you, huh?" The man laughed while grabbing his coat from your husband. "i know when to leave, so I'll see you guys a little later." baxter stated, heading towards the door while you and cove trailed behind him.
"it was fun, s/o!" Bax smiled opening the door. "and hey, cove..." He called, making eye contact with your husband who was visibly holding himself back from closing the door in his friend's face. "take it easy on her, okay?" baxter turned to walk down the porch stairs, your view of him doing so blinded when cove closed the door.
"what happened?" you asked, standing in the living room. you could've sworn just 15 minutes ago everything was fine. you were all happily discussing how well the wedding was and how thankful the both of you were. But now cove was acting strange all of a sudden, it wasn't like him to kick someone out, much less baxter of all people. Had you done something wrong? Had baxter done something wrong? Was Cove tired? You stood there fidgeting with your ring as you waited for him to respond.
"i don't like how you and him got along.." Your husband responded softly which caused your eyebrows to furrow in confusion what did he mean? "Excuse me?" You asked, taking a step back when cove turned and look at you. his eyes narrowed a bit. "i..." He hesitated for just a moment. "i want to know if you were flirting.. ." He stated, somehow still keeping his voice soft. "What?" you gasp. "Coveā it'sā I'dā i would never!" you sputtered much to shocked to form any genuine sentence. quickly, you came over to him to grab his arm.
"i want to believe that, but i find it hard after witnessing the two of you together for 2 hours." he frowned down at you sadly. he knew you'd never cheat. You loved cove so much, and you showed it through any way you could. you stared up at him silently. a sudden thought processingā Churning and Mixing itself in your mind, you felt a negative emotion bubbling in your chest and you couldn't quite process it, you've never felt any bad feelings towards cove.
Was it jealousy? For what reason? Maybe frustration? No, it was stronger. you scrunched your nose and furrowed your eyebrows as you came to recognize this ugly feeling.
you were angry!
not only were you angry, but you were angry at cove! So angry! The feeling building like bricks as your mind gives you awareness to your situation. Your angry at him for accusing you of liking his best friend. you grabbed his wrist, causing his sad expression to morph into shock at how tightly you grabbed him. "Honey?" "your sad cause i cheated on you huh?" "i never saidā" "well allow me make it up to you!" you scowled, turning and pushing your husband onto the couch.
he sat up, looking at you. alarmed by your sudden roughness. "s/o..?" "strip, boy."
it'd been about a good 30 minutes since you'd initiated your way of 'making up' to your dear husband. although with how overstimulated he already was, it was more like a punishment, especially with the way you rode his face.
Your fingers tangling themselves into cove's pretty pale jade colored locks, pulling them every few seconds as you rubbed your wet cunt against his mouth, panting at the quick circular motion you'd set yourself. if anyone had asked; you'd shamelessly admit that you were taking your anger out on him, and you believed you had every right!
His hands gripping your thighs tightly as he tried to keep up with the way you moved your hips against his mouth, pathetically lapping at your soaked inner labia while letting out whiny gasps and whimpers. Honestly, he wasn't even sure if he was doing a good job but he ended up immediately getting his answer.
"c'mon, I'm trying so hard to atone for cheating on you, and your not even trying." you scoffed mockingly, slowing down your movements to a stop. "Maybe we should try something else, huh honey?" you fiercely recommended, while removing yourself from your current position over his face.
Cove wasn't stupid, he knew he'd made a mistake. the way you said that usually endearing nickname with such venom caused shivers up his spine.
"s/o, please listen. i didn'tā Ngh!" he let out a sudden shocked cry when you came crashing down on his cock. your warm velvety walls tightly enveloping him in a way that he clearly couldn't handle. you smiled down almost mischievously as you watched your sensitive husband's composure break, Crystalline tears building on cove's bottom lashes while letting out huffy whiny breathes. "Aww poor baby, you gonna cry?" you mocked, brushing his hair from his face while watching his face's pretty contortions from how agonizingly good he felt. "no!ā iāi.." he Whined, Cock Twitching from the Tightened pressure it was being surrounded with.
Usually during intimate moments like this you were kinder, gentler, you'd wait for him to get accustomed to your cunts warmth. But this time you didn't hesitate to start moving again. you Placed your hands on his chest holding him down as you begun to ride your lover almost brutally, bouncing onto his cock furiously, the way it sent sparks of pleasure through your body, the way it was sliding so deeply into your messy hole gave you the motivation to keep going with your plan. you let out a few noises, perhaps a moan here or a whimper there, but your husbands noises was really where it was at. (in your opinion atleast.)
you were focused and determined on Breaking Cove. While his blue teary eyes were Focusing on your the way your breast bounced, his eyes watching the way your pretty tits moved everytime you made any sort of movement among him. you, being so focused on his face didn't let this attention towards your breast go unnoticed and you didn't hesitate to do something about it either.
you grabbed cove's Hand and brought it to your chest, satisfied when he was at least smart enough to grope one of your Breast. "do you think I'dā..fuck!.. ever let baxter do this?" you asked clearly trying to prove a point, which was hard because of how hazy your mind was getting. "no! You woulāwouldn't!" he answered correctly, tears finally overflowing from his pretty lashes.
You could hear his voice shaking which meant he was near an orgasm which only caused you to speed up, evicting loud cries and pleas of your name from your husband while he grabbed your Waist, he was so close! So fucking close! it was the way you leaned down and bit at his bottom lip feverishly that drove him over the edgy, pretty pale dick barely having any room to Twitch inside your enclosed fleshy walls as he came for the 2nd time that night.
But you weren't done just yet, you didn't plan to stop untill you'd manage to cum at least once. You would've had at least one orgasm if it wasn't for you being so Enthralled on inflicting your anger onto Holden. he spilt his hot semen into your fluttering hole causing a sort of sticky feeling that you didn't pay attention too.
"waitā ngh! SāS/o! Stop!" cove gasped, Squirming underneath you from the feeling that took over his body when the intense pleasure that he'd felt from his previous Orgasm faded away. you payed no attention to his begs for you to stop, you were so absorbed in the feeling of his dick pushing in and out of your warm and messy hole, Hitting the sensitive spongy parts deep inside you that you Guaranteed, no PROMISED baxter couldn't reach, that any cries of overstimulation that came from Cove were given to deaf ears. "Mmh! S/o please slow down!" he begged. "S'too much! Iā I can't!" he cried, tears dropping over the baseline of his eyelashes.
"Coveā wait, please baby, i justā I'm so close!" you Hazily explained, throwing your head back in feverishly Intense pleasure! he tried to use another method of getting your attention. he attached his fingers to your pretty nipple, Squeezing the bud in hopes of getting your attention which only caused you to let out a moan. While that wasn't the result he wanted, he wasn't exactly complainingā wait, yes he was.
Actually no, he wasn't. The overstimulation dying down when he felt it being replaced with a familiar feeling. fuck! He was gonna cum again! "s/oā..iāngh! S/o!" he called your name, Rolling your pretty nipple roughly as he neared his 3rd time cumming tonight, you were gonna be the death of the poor boy if you didn't finally have a orgasm within the next 5 minutes. Your sweet husband would be lying if he denied the fact he was getting addicted to the way your soaked cunt swallowed his entire length so easily! covering his cock in your juicesā or, was it his cum from earlier? Neither of you could tell to be honest.
his eyes looking down, attentively watching the way he disappeared inside you repeatedly, which was just enough to send him off his rocker. his back arching slightly when he came once again! Painting your gooey insides with his hot white semen for the 2nd time that night, you felt yourself finally on the verge of cumming for the first or second time that night, and you decided to end it off with a kiss, leaning down to catch his pretty lips with yours giving cove the chance to wrap his arms around your torso, Holding you close to him as you grinded desperately against him while he kissed you back, a subtle but helpful way to get you through the agonizingly good climax you were experiencing. After what seemed like an eternity, the feeling melted away yet either of you refused to move.
"....i'm sorry." a raspy voice whispered, making you sit up. "Huh?" you asked weakly. your husband looked up at you almost sadly. "i apologize for accusing you of flirting with baxter. i should've know you wouldn't hurt me like that." He rasped, sitting up against the couch arm. "I'm sorry as well." You replied getting off the exhausted man. "i should've sat you down and talked with you instead of exploding with anger andā..well y'know.." your voice trailed off while realizing how embarrassing it was too react the way you did to cove simply broaching his feelings to you. "...well, I'm not complaining." cove replied in a type of flushed and flustered way that made you laugh. "Stop that." you smiled. "well would you like to shower?? i feel gross." you asked, humming appreciatively when your husband agreed and kissed you on the forehead. "i love you, wife." cove reminded. "and i love you too, cove." you replied sweetly.
this was definitely one way to solve your problem.
