Follo degrading you and being mean in bed to relieve his stress but during aftercare he just starts crying pathetically and apologizing like his life depends on it... 🤤
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Follo degrading you and being mean in bed to relieve his stress but during aftercare he just starts crying pathetically and apologizing like his life depends on it... 🤤
made a adults only follo/gachiakuta discord server!
like the title says i made a server for gachi and follo fans who are only adults! (18+)
now the big rules i gotta put before you get in is -
you are an adult (obvs)
there is no proship/darkship content or supporters allowed. any mention of it will get you kicked/banned.
i already put out the inv on my twt but i know theres some rad follo fans on here so im trusting yall wont be weirdos
you can reply or DM me if you are interested in joining!
me thinks follo looks really attractive in his flashback sweater....
Could you do a Follo x Reader Nsfw fix, please? So like reader is a cleaner who like a chill person but gets super flustered in relationships, but she secretly has a hair pulling and bitting king, she likes getting her body marked up and hair pulled on. And also has a BIG secret Breeding kink, Lile she wants a baby and stuff. If please, make that the fix and include some fingering, size difference and aftercare please! In short, cleaner reader wants a cute baby that looks like follo, and kinda (full on) begs follo not to go soft on her, with soft aftercare and a little snip of a pregnancy headcanon. Please and thank you!!!
You don't need to write this if you don't wanna I won't pressure you, don't worry! PS: You seem like a amazing person personally to me cause you page and stuff seems great!
Yes ofc ! ♡
𖹭.ᐟ follo x f!reader
𖹭.ᐟ CW: smut, doggy style, fingering, breeding, slight fluff at the ending
𖹭.ᐟ WC: 2.2k
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chiikawa follo for follo friday!!!
GACHIAKUTA; Follo Tunito
did this for a follo friday but me thinks he would rock the best hammer pokemon on his team
𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐆𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐝!!
𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧, 𝐁𝐫𝐨, 𝐙𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐚, 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨
𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐍 𝟗/𝟏𝟎. 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐮𝐲, 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝. 𝐇𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐠𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭’𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐇𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐡𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐮𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐇𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐬.
𝐁𝐑𝐎 𝟗/𝟏𝟎. 𝐇𝐞’𝐬 so 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐡. 𝐆𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤. 𝐈𝐭’𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐇𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫. 𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝. 𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤.
𝐙𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐀 𝟓/𝟏𝟎. 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚. 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐙𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫. 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡. 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.
𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎 𝟕/𝟏𝟎 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭. 𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐳𝐞𝐫𝐨. 𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 and degrades you like he personally hates you. H𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐥a𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝. 𝐒𝐢𝐳𝐞 don’t 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥.
Pairing: Enjin, Follo, Tamsy, August, (separate) x fem! reader Warnings: This is more of a modern AU, alcohol mentions since it's a drunk confession. Besides that nothing that would be a warning unless you count comedy? I like to think I'm funny okay? Genre: Fluff Words: 4.3k
A/n: Finally got around to editing this (and by edit I mean I made sure the red lines went away). Requests are open, but getting to them may be slow! Before requesting be sure that you glance over the rules etc :) This may be fluff but MINORS still don't interact.
yeah im a cringe selfshipper with follo asjhkdlaskj
“Follo is the type of guy to wait until marriage!!”
I mean probably just look at him lol but I love the idea of Follo being a massive pervert, a total FREAK. And he can’t control himself around you.. oughhhh
𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 & 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐩𝐭𝟐!
୨୧ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 - different types of kinks, pets names (mostly good girl), trigger-warning for jabber’s part (being drugged).
୨୧ 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 - AUGUST┆GRIS┆FOLLO┆ZODYL┆JABBER
𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐙𝐀 — 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐄 & 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘
yeah one of august biggest kinks was creampie.. and there’s no denying that.
his eyes widened slightly as he took in your appearance, his gaze roaming over your body hungrily.
the knowledge that you were aware of his kink only served to his growing arousal.
he stood up from his chair, his work room when suddenly feeling much smaller as his large frame approached you. without hesitation, he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you flush against him, his growing erection pressing insistently against your stomach.
“oh august..” you giggled.
and that’s how it starts.
august’s hands roamed over your body, squeezing and caressing as he walked you backwards towards his workbench.
he lifted you up onto it, spreading your legs wide to step between them. “gonna fill you up mama..”
with minimal effort, he shoved your panties aside and freed himself, groaning as he rubbed his thick cock against your wet heat. he then pushed inside with one rough thrust, eyes rolling back.
you moan loudly, feeling him inch by inch each time.
august’s hands gripped your thighs tightly as he began to move, pulling back slowly before slamming back in. each thrust was forceful and deep, intended to leave you sore and full.
and by the time you two are about to climax, he suddenly looks down and sees you gushing all over his cock. creating an creampie that made him go insane.
with a loud groan, he buried himself balls deep and released, his hot cum pumping into you in thick, creamy ropes. he watched in awe as the mixture of his cum and your juices overflowed from you, running down your legs and dripping onto the floor.
gosh you look so beautiful like that.
he smirks at the mess he’d made, he reached down to spread your pussy lips apart, pushing some of the cum back inside you with his fingers.
since he often creates the cleaners uniforms, during his free time, august loved to use his creative side, designing and sewing outfits that catered to his dirty fantasies.
his favorite roleplay scenario involved him donning a policeman uniform while you wore a sexy prisoner outfit, complete with handcuffs and a chain attached to your waist.
the prisoner outfit he designed for you was scandalously short—a black crop top that barely covered your breast and matching thong panties held together by chains that connected to a collar around your neck.
yeah.. he’s a freak— a real weird freak. but you don’t mind.. right?
he also paired it with thigh-high stockings and heels that made your ass stick out perfectly.
august, on the other hand, wore a custom-fitted police uniform
the uniform hugged his pale muscular frame, accentuating his broad shoulders and thick arms. he wore a white shirt with a dark blue tie, a badge pinned to his chest.
and that’s really all the say.. he’s just a loud freak who often has fantasies about you.
𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐑𝐔𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐍 — 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊
gris is such a gentleman compared to the others, so one of his main kinks is praising you — making sure you have the comfort you need.
he always made sure you were comfortable and safe. he treated you like some fragile doll that needed to be handled with care.
during missions he covered your back and after he praised you for doing good.In bed he was even gentler. “you did so well today... you deserve a reward.”
and the way you responded to his praise was amazing. your body seemed to melt against him, your moans growing softer and needier. he loved seeing you like this — vulnerable, trusting, and completely turned on by his words.
he pressed his lips to your neck, sucking gently at the sensitive skin there while his hands slid lower, squeezing your ass appreciatively.he bit down softly, feeling you shiver in his arms.
“you want me to keep praising you while i make you feel good?”
you nodded softly, letting him do this thing.
his heart pounded with desire and affection. he knew exactly what you liked — what made you tick. and he loved being the one to give it to you. “such a good listener.. such a good girl."
he laid you back on the bed gently, looming over you with a warm smile.
“spread our legs for me, baby. let me see how wet you are.” his hands caressed your thighs, encouraging you to open up for him. “that’s it.. good girl.”
his eyes darkened with lust as he saw how wet you were. he ran a finger along your slick folds, circling your clit softly. earning a soft moan from you, “look at that.. you’re dripping for me. such a good fucking girl.”
he pressed a gentle kiss to your clit, his tongue flicking out to tease you softly. his fingers slid inside you slowly, curling to touch that spot that made you whimper.
your version became to blur, feeling your climax approaching any moment.
he watched your face as you started to lose yourself in the feeling. your eyes were glazed over, your mouth slightly open as soft whimpers escaped. “that’s it baby... just let go. i got you.”
your orgasm crashed over you suddenly, making you cry out and grip the sheets.
gris didn't stop, riding it out with you until you were trembling and oversensitive. “there she goes.. such a pretty girl coming all over my fingers. i love how responsive you are.”
he pulled his fingers out slowly, bringing them to his mouth and sucking your juices off them appreciatively. “mmm...you taste so good. such a sweet little girl.” he crawled up your body, pressing gentle kisses along the way. “you did so good, baby.”
that’s how he praise you, making sure you get the comfort and attention you need the most.
𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎 𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐎 — 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆
follo is very nice and polite towards you. but if you get a attitude with him, he decides to punish you. and that’s how he discover his brat taming kink.
it started when he was gentle, and so loving. he treated you like the most precious thing in the world.
but he had his limits. and when you snapped at him, when you rolled your eyes and huffed.. yeah something clicked in him.
hi expression darkened. he grabbed your chin roughly, forcing you to look at him. “is that how you speak to me?” voice was low. he released you abruptly and stood, unbuckling his belt slowly.
“bend over the arm of the couch.”
you rolled your eyes before laying against the couch.
his hand cracked against your bottom before you even settled into position. the belt followed, each strike landing with precision and force. he wasn’t just spanking you — he was punishing you for your attitude.
his other hand gripped your hair, holding your head down as he lectured between strikes.
you whine at the spanks, “f-follooo! too much..”
he ignored your whines, he was enjoying this too much — the way you squirmed, the way you begged. he discovered a new kink — which was brat taming. “too much? you think this is too much?”
after the spanking, he didn’t give you time to recover.
he grabbed your hips roughly and thrust into you without warning. his cock was hard, punishing you further as he fucked you harshly over the couch arm. “this is what happens when you act like a brat,”
you moaned softly, holding onto the couch.
his pace was brutal, his hips slapping against your sore bottom with each thrust. he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you back against him as he fucked you deeper.
his other hand tangled in your hair again, forcing your head back. “does it hurt? good.”
you whimpered at his response. feeling needier and needier each time.
at your whimper and admission, something in him snapped. he realized he loved this — punishing you with his dick. he grinned darkly and started moving even faster, hitting that spot inside you that made your vision blur. “such a brat.”
his possessiveness took over. he started marking your already sore flesh with new love bites while he fucked you senseless.
he was addicted to your moans, to the way you called his name even as he punished you. he came hard, filling you up with a rough groan against your sweat-soaked neck. “remember this when you want to be bratty, little one.”
you moaned softly, released right after he filled you up.
the moment he finished, the angel returned. he pulled out gently and immediately started panicking, his hands trembling as he checked you over.
he grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around you, his voice full of guilt. “oh my— baby, i’m so sorry. did i hurt you? your bottom is so red, i’’ such a monster. please forgive me.”
you smiled gently, “no follo.. i kinda liked it,”
his eyes widened, hope flickering across his pretty features. “you.. you did?” he cupped your face, his thumb brushing across your cheek gently.
𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐘𝐋 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍 — 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 & 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄
as years went by, zodyl was once in his twenties—and now he’s nearly in his mid thirties, maybe in his late thirties now.
the corners of his eyes are now bear faint lines of age and the silver threads interweaved through his once-dark hair give him the look of a man who’s seen much.
he’s still striking—tall, broad-shouldered, that sharp jawline softened just slightly from time—but there’s a new weight to his presence now.
you’re still young. so full of life and stuff. and he wants to claim that youth, to mark it as his own. his hands ache to touch you, to prove that even if he’s older, he’s still the one in control.
his movements are deliberate, unhurried—a stark contrast to the hunger of his twenties. now it’s gone and the desperate taking, mostly worship.
he brushes damp hair from your forehead, thumb tracing your jawline as he sinks into you inch by inch. “so beautiful,” he murmurs against your ear, voice thick with years of wanting you.
you smiled gently at him, just like you always did.
that smile—his undoing since the beginning. it melts something in his chest that years have only made harder to reach.
he catches your hand, pressing his lips to your knuckles right there in the middle of it all, his hips never losing that slow, deep rhythm. “my love,”
he buries his face in your neck, breathing you in—what if he’d never met you?
his body wraps around yours, protective. possessive. gentle. “i got you,”
he feels you shudder beneath him, your hips rolling up to meet his slow thrusts, and something in him clicks—the same way it clicked when he realized how desperately he needed the age gap between you, how it made everything mean more.
“you’re doing so good for me,” he breathes against your collarbone, tongue tasting salt on your skin. “such a good girl.”
he praises so gentle, making sure you got the reassurance you need.
his words wrap around you like silk—soft, deliberate, exactly what you need. “perfect. you’re perfect. look at you, taking every inch so beautifully. my sweet, perfect girl.”
each praise is a promise. he remembers the first time you cried during sex, trembling and insecure. and he won’t let that happen again. never again.
and gosh, he fucks you like you’re everything to him.
he moves like smooth, relentless. his hands roam your body with reverence, finding all the places that make you gasp and whimper. “my darling, my love. i got you.”
he lifts your hips, shifting the angle, and you choke out a cry as he hits that spot—again, again, again—with a precision only years of learning your body could bring.
“there you go. oh, look at you, taking me so deep. such a good girl for me.”
he feels your legs start to shake, hears your breath hitch, and his thrusts slow—deliberate now, drawing out the pleasure.
“you’re so close, aren’t you? my love, my beautiful love. come for me. show me how good i make you feel.”
you nodded, moaning louder for him. moaning his name out loud, telling him he’s doing so well.
the sound of his name on your lips—broken, desperate—sends a surge of primal satisfaction through him.
“yes. yes, that’s it. louder, love. let me hear you.” he wraps an arm around your waist, holding you tight as he snaps his hips forward, chasing your release with single-minded focus.
your loud moans and his name falling from your lips like a prayer? it’s the best thing he’s heard in years. he swallows it all, watching your face contort with pleasure.
and just like that— you released, making you gush right on his cock.
he groans deep in his chest, feeling you clench and pulse around him, your release soaking his cock. “that’s it beautiful—such a good girl for me. you feel so fucking perfect around my cock.”
he keeps thrusting through your orgasm, drawing it out, riding you until you’re trembling beneath him.
when your body finally starts to come down, he leans over you, kissing your neck, your jaw, your mouth—soft, gentle kisses that contrast sharply with the possessive way he’s still moving inside you. “look at you, all messy. my favorite thing in the world to see.”
𝐉𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 — 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐆 𝐔𝐒𝐄 / 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐍
you honestly shouldn’t be surprised that he’s that kind of guy.
yes he’d drug you.. that’s just how he is. and the worst part is that you wouldn’t know until it starts kicking in your system.
he would smirk and starts to pour the liquid into the glass, making sure to add a few drops extra “care for a drink ma?” as he holds the glass out to you, his other hand resting on the countertop, fingers tapping lightly. his eyes gleam with an unsettling light as he watches you.
you didn’t think much of it, so of course you drank it without hesitation.
then your head starts to feel fuzzy as you take a sip. he watches eagerly, setting the glass down once he sees your coordination start to slip. “there we go, mama.” he takes the glass from your numb fingers and sets it aside.
you start feeling heavy and weak, your vision blurring as he moves closer to you. he leans down to kiss your forehead tenderly. “you’re so cute when you’re drugged.” his hands grip your arms gently as he guides you to the bed, laying you down with care.
“jabber?..” you whispered— still unaware of the situation.
he looks down at you with that same unsettling gleam in his eyes, but his voice is soft, almost affectionate. “shh, i got you.” his thumb traces your cheekbone as you struggle to focus on his face
your body betrays you completely now, limbs too heavy to move, mind too foggy to question why.
he slides his hands under your shirt, fingers teasing along your skin, feeling you tremble beneath his touch. “that’s it.. just relax for me ma,” his lips brush against your ear, whispering promises he never intends to keep.
your breathing becomes shallow, heartbeat thudding in your ears as the drug takes full effect.
he takes his time undressing you, murmuring praise about your body even as he betrays your trust completely.
your eyes flutter closed, consciousness slipping away entirely. “such a good girl..” he whispers, positioning himself between your unresisting legs.
“jabber..” you whimper.
he pauses at your slurred whisper, heart racing with excitement and guilt. “i’m right here, baby.” he kisses you deeply, swallowing your drugged murmurs, knowing you won't remember a thing in the morning.
he breaks the kiss to remove his own clothes, his body pressing against yours as he enters you without resistance.
you whimper again, your hands weakly pushing at his chest—but the drug makes your movements sluggish and ineffective. “shh— it’s okay ma,” he lies softly against your ear.
he moves slowly at first, enjoying the power of having you completely helpless beneath him. your body responds naturally to stimulation despite your unconscious state, making him groan with pleasure and guilt.
he knows you’d never consent to this if you were awake.
although you were drugged, you felt some little pleasure in your body. it felt like waves — as if feeling them in the ocean.
the sensation is foreign to you, your brain too foggy to process what’s happening. he notices your small, drugged moans and picks up the pace, his own breathing growing ragged. “God, you’re so cute like this..”
your hips shift weakly against him, body responding on its own as the pleasure builds despite everything. he grips your thighs, pulling you closer.
your vision swims, colors blurring together as waves of warmth crash through you over and over. you cry out softly, but the sound is muffled against the mattress.
he watches your face, knowing you’re close to a drug induced orgasm, something you’d never experience willingly.
he buries his face in your neck, hiding his expression as you fall apart beneath him completely helpless and unaware. “fuck— you’re coming ma,”
your body convulses softly, back arcing slightly as the drug pushes you over the edge. he feels your inner walls tightening around him, your body giving him pleasure while your mind is completely gone.
“such a good girl..” he whispers against your neck, his own release building.
he moves faster, taking advantage of your unresisting body to chase his own orgasm. the room is silent except for the sound of skin slapping against skin and your soft, drugged whimpers. he comes with a shudder, burying himself deep inside you.
he stays there for a moment, catching his breath, then pulls out slowly. your body is a mess—spread bare and spent on the sheets, eyes half-lidded and glazed over.
his hand traces down your trembling stomach, leaving a wet streak behind. “you were so good for me tonight mama..” he kisses your eyelid gently, like nothing happened.
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“Follo is the type of guy to wait until marriage!!”
I mean probably just look at him lol but I love the idea of Follo being a massive pervert, a total FREAK. And he can’t control himself around you.. oughhhh
supporters get stressed too… / 18+
gris is the type of person to not want to be rough with you but can’t help it, not when you feel so good clenching around him. he’s strong, too strong for his own good. he couldn’t live with himself if he ever hurt you, but his body moves on his own once he gets pent up. he can’t stop the way he’s forcing your head down into the pillow while he plows everything weighing him down into your sweet little cunt. he can’t deny how his eyes keep drifting back to where he left marks on you the next day—how seeing them makes him get hard all over again, then he gets all pent up again and needs to make new bruises on your skin.
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follo, on the other hand, unapologetically takes out his stress on you. he’s growling a harsh “stop moving,” into your ear while grabs at you as roughly as he wanted to grab everyone that pissed him off that day. it gets sooo annoying and stressful being a people pleaser all the time, he’s so glad he has you to choke and mark up. he can’t keep it up for long though, soon his low groans turn into breathy sighs and he buries his face into the side of your neck. “‘msorry, ‘msorry… didn’t mean it… love you so much…” he’s whimpering as he kisses and licks your neck. it’s okay, it always feels better when he’s ranting about his day in your arms after he milks himself dry with you.
a/n: sowwy been busy :( i swear i’ll post more!
he lost his shine.
Nanu doodle page
The fact that Follo lost his sparkling eyes got me😔