I need azure. Anything about azure literally anything smut wise. Genuinely exploding I need him on a primal level it's not funny
OK I FINALLY HAVE TIME TO WRITE AND POST 👅
another bunny part!
Azure with a Bunny! Reader who thinks he looks so good gardening! They love everything about him, his muscles, his soft touch . . They easily get riled up, following him as he goes out into the forest after Amarah says yes for him to get some herbs, and practically lunges at him. Managing to get him down as he's bent over plucking some random bitter smelling herb. He grunts his head moving so he can see your face, before smiling, and immediately knows what they want from him. The cult forbids them from having sex, says the spawn forbids it, and it's a disgrace. And that it's only for reproduction. But he will gladly do it for pleasure.
He can pretty easily keep up with them, having actually a good amount of stamina.
He's big enough that he can satisfy their urges.
But if it's Two Time and them? Oh he's not lasting against them. I think they would all have crazy stamina, and so combined he struggles to handle it.
Content Warning(s) : NSFW, AFAB Reader, Alternate Universe, Soft Sex, Established Relationship, Yearning, Size Difference, Cream Pie, Breeding Kink, Just Porn, 3k Words
Your husband was no stranger to long days, and you were no stranger to lonely nights. It made sense. After all, Doombringer had his reasons. Admins rarely got the chance for free time, and with how earnest he was at working, you couldn’t bring yourself to be mad at him, even if you tried.
Still, you couldn’t help but feel a certain ache as you tucked yourself into bed, oddly cold despite the heater running. You sighed to yourself, more than painfully aware of the reason behind it.
Like a final prayer, you wished him well, your mind fuzzy with exhaustion as you pleaded for his quick return. It had become a small ritual of yours, a certain fulfillment came in having your love be your last thought before you succumbed to sleep.
But before you could, the door creaked open, snapping you out of any rest and alerting your attention to the entrance. It seemed the Gods had favored you — at least enough to free your beloved from the restraints of work and return him to you.
“Doombringer?” You called out, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, “Is that you?” You checked the time, it was earlier than usual, enough to make you worry if something had gone wrong. “Is everything okay?”
He didn’t respond, just sighed as he took the steps towards the bed. He didn’t need many, the bed dipping with his weight before you could even get up. “I’m fine. Just a long day.”
His voice was laced with a tiredness you hadn’t heard from him in a while. Despite that, you knew exactly what he meant. Your smile softened as you slid the blanket off of you and to the side, opening it up for him.
“I understand,” his eyes slowly rolled over your now exposed body as you spoke, “Do you want to sleep with me?”
Normally, he’d clean himself up first, wash off the dirt and grime of working. But as is, he didn’t think he could pry himself off the bed. And with you tempting him, he wouldn’t dare deny you.
Unfortunately, his body and mind had long grown used to staying up, and even with the bone-deep ache of exhaustion, he could feel how restless his mind was. “I don’t think I could sleep even if I tried,” he admitted.
You kept that same smile, as if expecting the answer. “That’s alright, my love. We can just rest instead.”
Doombringer seemed to appreciate your understanding, practically flopping down onto the bed and curling around you, his head positioned under yours and pressed against your chest.
He listened for your heartbeat, a small habit he picked up a while back. There was something comforting about being in your grasp and being able to smell you. You could hear his inhales as he breathed you in, letting out a deep sigh as he took in your scent.
His body melted into the bed, arms tightening around you as he took you in, his thick tail thumping against the bed before he forced it to settle down. His breathing got heavier, and you could tell from the way his body went still that he was excited about something, he just didn’t want to show it.
He muttered something into your skin, muffled by the proximity. The sound reverberated through your body, almost ticklish. You were about to ask what he was saying, but you were interrupted with a slight shift of his body, the movement allowing you to feel something hard pressed against your thigh.
Oh, you thought, eyes glancing down at your husband. You rutted your leg upward, slotting it between his legs and pressing against his hardening cock, feeling more than hearing him groan against you.
He pulled back, the slightest flush visible on his dark skin. “I’m sorry. You can just ignore it if you’re tired.”
While you were tired, you could feel your sleep leaving you as you smiled down at him, jerking your leg upward as you did. “And leave you like this? Do you take me for cruel?”
“No, I would never think that,” he said as he pressed his lips to your cheek, peppering your jaw with kisses, “I just don’t want to bother you if you’re already exhausted.”
You locked your arms around his neck, core tightening as you lifted yourself to meet his lips, pulling away from the kiss with a smile. “You’re never a bother, my love.”
You could hear his sharp inhale, his breath hitching as the dim light hit your face, hair framing your cheeks making you look ethereal. He really was lucky to have you.
He was tempted to voice his gratefulness, before being interrupted with a groan, the sound low and rumbly as you rubbed against his bulge. You pressed your thigh against his hardness, feeling it jump and pulse against your skin.
How long has it been since you two last did it? Your hands slipped lower, dragging your nails along his body as you reached for his cock. You could practically feel it radiating heat, the bulge barely fitting inside your palm.
You could hear him exhale, the warm breath tickling against your forehead. You didn’t need more to reach inside the waistband of his pants, fishing out his cock.
Suddenly, a genius idea came to your mind, the covers rustling as you turned, your back facing him. You lifted your leg slightly, threading your arm through to direct his length between your thighs, clamping your legs shut around it.
You could hear him groan from behind you, his arms moving to wrap around your waist, settling underneath your arms as he nuzzled his face into the junction of your neck, inhaling your scent and sighing.
But it was far from enough. He didn’t want to seem greedy, but the thin fabric that separated him from your body did nothing but irritate him, making him yearn for more.
His hands clumsily tugged at your clothes, and you had to suppress a laugh at his uncharacteristic neediness. Though you’d be cruel to deny him, letting him strip you with gentle haste. Part of you was sure that were it any cheaper, he would’ve torn the fabric away and promised to repurchase it later.
Doombringer reassumed his position, this time his skin flush against yours — just as it should be.
You felt so warm and soft against him, practically melting into his body. You relaxed your muscles, going pliant in his hold and just letting him take you in.
It had been so long since you two were able to have any skinship, usually disrupted by work or exhaustion. It made you just want to savor it even more, far from in a rush to get off.
Even as he cock dripped onto your thighs, neither of you made a move to do anything, too busy basking in the rare presence of each other to care. Seriously, after this, you were going to force him to take breaks more often. Those damned coworkers of his clearly weren’t pulling enough weight if he had to kept pulling so much overtime.
Although maybe it wasn’t entirely the other admins fault. You knew your husband had a tendency to get lost in his job. A soft smile spread across your face, unable to find yourself truly mad at the tender little giant you had gotten married to.
Still, your stalemate only lasted for so long, the admin following his body’s instincts as he started to rut against your skin, letting out a soft groan at the feeling of slick thighs clenching around his sensitive cock.
As is, he doubted he would last long, so pent up from abstinence he could probably cum just from your thighs. Though that hardly seemed like an issue, not when it had been so long he’d rather die than leave you unsatisfied.
His arms tightened just slightly around your plush body, his breath shuddering. He kneaded softly at your skin, massaging the tense muscles and feeling you relax in his hold.
His touch lingered around your chest, playing with the soft tissue like a stress ball. You squirmed in his hold, his touch leaving tingling warmth in its wake.
“So soft,” he murmured into your neck, placing a small kiss into your skin. He couldn’t help but nip at it, making you gasp in surprise. He almost felt bad, his tongue slipping out to soothe the bite.
You couldn’t help but squirm at the odd sensation, the action creating friction between your thighs. A shaky laugh left your lips as he bit down again, digging his teeth into your skin to muffle his noises, sucking the skin between them and letting go with a ‘pop’.
You couldn’t see it, but you had no doubt he had left a bright red hickey there, one he was quick to add more to.
Heat and arousal pulsed through your body, your back arching slightly as you pressed your body into his. Your thighs clenched together, rubbing against his cock at the same time.
It seemed both of you were reaching your breaking points, breaths hot and heavy in the shared space.
You started to grind downward, allowing his cock to slip between your soaked folds and press against your clit. With how turned-on he was, his length curved upward, the tip smearing precum against your stomach.
It pulsed against your sex, the warmth mingling with yours as you grinded yourself against the hard shaft. Your hole clenched around nothing, doubt starting to fill your mind as you took in just how massive it was compared to you.
How long had it been so you last took it? Sure, you usually fingered yourself at night just to satisfy yourself, but just looking at his size was enough to make your stomach churn.
Still, you needed to feel him inside of you, and as reckless as it was, you were far from in the mood for proper preparation. Against proper logic and care for your body afterwards, you ghosted your hands over his length, pumping your hand around it as you tried to guide it to your hole.
Slightly more clear-minded, though hardly, Doombringer stopped you, his hand catching your arm right as you pressed the tip to your entrance. “Don’t you need to be stretched out first? You don’t need to rush this.” His other hand resumed kneading your skin, trying to get you to rethink.
As kind as it was, you felt like you were going to die if you had to wait any longer. Besides, what was a little soreness the morning after compared to finally taking your husband’s cock after so long?
“I’ll be fine I just-,” you paused, sucking in a breath as you willed yourself to relax, “I need you right now.”
He knew you better than to argue, besides, he was starting to get impatient too. “Alright just - tell me if it hurts, please.”
You nodded, pushing yourself downward and practically spearing yourself on his length. Heavens, he was huge, though now that you could see it, you had regained some of your confidence, biting into your bottom lip as you braced yourself, slowly taking him inch-by-inch.
Even then it seemed to be too fast for the pent-up man, his hands digging into the skin of your hips to stop you and slow you down. “Careful,” he huffed, his restraint clear in his voice.
He started to lower you downward, this time barely going in a centimetre before stopping to breathe. You couldn’t help but laugh, “Sensitive are we?” You teased, bucking your hips forward edging him deeper.
Doombringer bared his teeth, groaning before pressing his face into your back. You could feel his lapse of control, his hips thrusting upward just enough to knock the breath out of you, your pussy clamping down around him before you reminded yourself to relax.
You were only about halfway down, but you were already so full, you felt like you were going to break. Your breathing got heavier, eyes fluttering shut as you tried to not think about just how much you had left.
“Are you alright?” Your husband asked, ever-so-kind, “We can stop if you need to-”
The stretch burned your walls, hindering your ability to respond. You tried to force out a little, ‘I’m fine’, but you could barely hear yourself. Before you could continue, his thick tail wrapped around your leg, stopping you in your tracks.
Realizing you had reached your limit, he started to pull out, his cock dragging against your walls. Before you could even whine about it, he thrust himself back in, making your mouth fall open in a moan.
He started to shallowly thrust inside of you, barely pulling out an inch before pushing himself back in. Even though it wasn’t much, his sheer size and power was enough to send waves of pleasure through you.
He seemed determined to keep as much of himself inside of you as he could, as if even just pulling out of you was too much distance. It was so tender, so soft.
The tail coiled around your calf kept your legs spread, giving him complete access to your pussy as he rocked his cock in and out of you, building a mind-melting pace.
You could feel sweat drip down your forehead as the heat started to get to you, the air charged with heavy breaths and the scent of lust. “M-more,” you whimpered, trying to back yourself up against him.
His chest was flush against your back, so close you could feel the rise and fall of it as he breathed. With your permission, he started to get a little more comfortable, pulling out just a little more before thrusting back in.
Your hole had adjusted to his width, allowing him to fuck you with a little less resistance. Maybe it was how long it had been, but you were so much more sensitive than usual, and it seemed he shared the sentiment.
“You feel so good,” he murmured, his breath warming against the skin of your neck. It was almost ticklish, especially when he started to press feather-light kisses on the area, occasionally throwing in a gentle bite.
His teeth just barely pressed into your flesh, so delicate it made you quiver. You didn’t know how much longer you would last, head pressing into the pillow as you bared your neck, giving him more space to mark up.
His hand trailed downward, letting go of your chest to snake its way to your sex, finding your clit with ease. You let out a gasp, though it quickly fell to a moan as he started rubbing the sensitive nub in a circle.
You could feel your core tighten, his breath hitching in tandem. You were so close, practically clinging to the edge as you tried your best to not cum so soon. Who knew when the next time you two would have the time to do this?
As if sensing your worry he whispered sweet nothings into your skin, trying to sooth your nerves. He almost felt bad for making you wait so long, resolving to make sure to take better care of you after this.
But right now, all he wanted was to feel you cum around him, his thrusts speeding up and getting sloppier as he started to lose control, tongue lolling out of his mouth as he groaned. He lapped at the sweat pricking your neck, leaving a patch of saliva in his wake.
“C-lose,” you stutter out, rolling your hips into the hand playing with your clit.
Doombringer managed to rein himself in just enough to utter out a single command, “Cum for me - cum on me baby.”
Like a string snapping, your walls clenched around him as your orgasm washed over you, muscles tightening as you came. It spilled around his cock, dripping down the remaining length that he couldn’t fit inside of you and pooling at his tightening balls.
His tail tightened around your thigh, almost hard enough to sting as he thrust himself as far as he could into your fluttering pussy, still not all the way.
He came as you did, waves of hot cum spurting inside of you and filling you beyond what you thought possible. It seemed the time has increased the amount as well, filling you with so much cum it spilled from your hole, leaving creamy white rings of seed along his cock as he shallowly thrust into you, having to pull out just to make space for the rest of it.
Your stomach bulged with it, a small bump at your abdomen. Doombringer was the one to point it out, drawing your attention to it as he pressed down onto it, amused with how you squirmed and shook as he did.
Your body twitched with the aftershocks of your orgasm, hole winking at him as he pulled out, cum spilling from your hole as he did. In a small trance, he lifted his finger from your slick-wet clit and moved to scoop out the dripping seed.
Your nerves were slightly thankful for the break, though it didn’t last long as he started to press the cum back into you, not letting a single drop go to waste. He’d make sure to properly clean you up later.
Maybe it was his instincts speaking to him, or the slight sleepiness and exhaustion — but part of him couldn’t help but imagine you, round and full of something other than his cum.
It’d be a good excuse to get away from work, he thought. As cruel as the admins were, they weren’t going to deny a husband of his family.
Besides, even if they did, he was sure you’d be a lot happier with them. They’d be able to keep you company while he was gone.
Plus, what type of man would he be if he wasn’t willing to give his beloved wife a family?
A/N : anddd im back ! song is dirty harry by gorillaz !!! enjoy :3 also peep the new layout...
😭omg I love your bunny-reader fics!— Do you also do builderman 👀? Cuz lowk I'd want to drain him dry like a raisen- cough
OK SORRY Y'ALL IVE BEEN BUSY, ILL TRY TO POST THESE MORE BUT YESSSS
Builderman with a Bunny! Reader who thinks he just looks so good while working on his projects, and just can't help but grind against him needily while he tries to ignore them!
It never lasts long though, they eventually manage to get him to their room and into the bed. He can barely handle them bouncing up and down on his cock. I mean he's old! And no matter how much he begs for a break they can't stop until he's completely fucked out. He can barely last 2 rounds. And the more they go the more he'll be sore in the morning.
He would act dominant and as soon as his lover told him to do something?
He would.
No hesitation.
It gets to a certain point . .
He's on the ground of one of the VIP rooms of the casino, a gag in his mouth. Made from a handkerchief you had.
It's funny, the noises he makes that are muffled, looking up at you with pleading eyes, his pants are down. Bulge showing prominently through his boxers, you've had him in this position for a while. Watching suffer as tears start to build in his eyes.
But you decide to be nice . .
"Chance."
You purr, voice sinister. Mimicking a sweet tone.
"Hm?"
He manages, though it's muffled because of the gag, hes panting like a dog, tears in his eyes.
"Since you've been so good . ."
You purr, lips curled into a mocking smile
"I guess I'll let you get some type of relief."
You coo, putting the leg that had been on your lap down.
He perks up like a dog, looking so eager. He finally thinks you're going to ride him. Maybe suck him off.
Though that wasn't it, as you extend your leg out, your foot flat against the ground
"Go on."
You coo, truly amused at how his face falls.
He looks so upset, it's honestly funny. But he's so pent up he can't care.
So he slowly crawls over to your leg planting his crotch right at your ankle and starts dry humping your leg.
He buries his face as far in between your legs he can get, letting out muffled gurgled moans and whines as he dry humps your leg.
This goes on for a while, he's so desperate and upset, eyes filling with tears almost again from barely getting any friction.
But eventually, he feels a heat start to build in his core, slowly building to a knot before it snaps.
He cums in his boxers, letting out muffled sobs and moans as he buries his face in between your thighs.
something about guest 1337? there is so little content about him SIGHH :((
Maybe bunny!reader x guest? But it's up to youu!! :33
IK THERE IS SUCH LITTLE CONTENT OF HIM IT MAKES ME DEPRESSED!!
Guest 1337 with a Bunny! Reader who finds it so hot when he protects them.
Blocking a killers attack and punching them and stunning them . . .
It's just so hot to them!
They have to reward him somehow . .
So they ride him after rounds, doing anything they can to please him.
(Even during rounds! He isn't fond of it. And always harshly says no but from how they look like a kicked puppy after.. He let's them. Quickly though.)
He can keep up, I mean he was in the military.
Not for long but he will do everything in his power to satisfy them.
Usually going for about 3-4 rounds before he's fucked out and using his fingers or tongue on them.
You should👀👀totally write bunny reader x mayor thaniyel👀👀👀no👀👀no reason why I want it👀👀👀
OK SORRY I FINALLY GOT TO THIS 👅
Mayor Thaniyel with a Bunny! Reader who he can NOT keep up with. I mean he's old, he's still strong but he doesn't move like he used to. So when they are humping his leg he doesn't know what to do. But when they ride him? This man might as well be dead. It's too much for him! He hasn't had sex since his wife passed. And even then he barely did with his wife. So he cannot keep up except whimper and whine as he drools. He lasts 1 round, 1. But they don't stop there 👅
Sorry for asking again but are you able to do griefer x fox!reader? 👀👀
I saw you did one with a bunny reader and thought you could do a fox!reader as well
NO DON'T BE SORRY! IF YOU REALLY WANT SOMETHING ASK AGAIN! SOMETIMES I JUST DON'T SEE WHAT YOU WANT!
Griefer with a Fox! Reader who bites him excessively, hes just minding his business? Biting. Playing his game? Bite. He does not leave anywhere without bite marks.
Fox! Reader who gets sooo needy when in heat, hes not expecting it but suddenly his lover is pouncing on him and dry humping him!
He can NOT keep up 😭
Especially since he has not had sex he struggles at first to keep up.
(Whimpers and whines)
He lasts 2 rounds.
They cuddle with him after, biting him gently as he lays there like a shriveled up plant.
Idk why but I feel like Reginald would be so horny if reader got pregnant. I can just imagine him foaming at the mouth because they're getting so plump and HE'S the one who gets to take care of his love and their baby. Like he would be in a meeting but reader would text him about one of their weird cravings and he gets up and leaves instead of sending a servant to get it because that's his partner and he should be the one to take care of them like this. I'm also a firm believer that he's an ass man and if readers ass got fatter while they were pregnant he would give them like three more kids after they've recovered from the first one. This one isn't horny but the baby would probably be so fucking fat too. Like in the 99th percentile and the doctors can only wonder what Reginald had been feeding you. (It was probably some fucked up shit like fried chicken dipped in chocolate)
MOST DEFINITELY I WOULD BELIEVE THIS
Reginald who becomes so horny when you're pregnant.
He loves watching your boobs grow bigger, loves watching them lactate. He does suck on them, and as soon as the baby comes he will be right next to them on the other boob sucking.
If you text him you are craving something or your boobs hurt, he will leave. Like walk out on Cassie talking.
Craving something weird? He will cook it no matter what.
He loves watching your stomach grow. He gets possessive when you're pregnant, just knowing his heir is in you? Is enough to make him flip.
You guys don't really have sex when you're pregnant, though he will gladly eat you out.
Though he seems tough he melts around you, he doesn't know why!
He is affectionate, like very affectionate no matter what, holding you close and cuddling you. Doing anything you want.
Hes also very hot for some reason, hot in bed and want to be cold? Sucks to suck this man is a heater and won't let you go.
He sobs when your daughter is born, holding her close and making sure you're ok. Robur holds the baby after him, then Cassie, then azuri then others.
(He huffed and was upset, he ONLY wanted to hold them. Jkjk he doesn't really mind)
Like I said, does suck on your boobs after you give birth. Boobs hurting from too much milk? Dont worry he'll help.
How about some fluff? In the case of Kleos taking care of the pregnant reader?
OH YES 🤑🤑🤑
Kleos is so gentle taking care of you. Holding your hair back when you throw up, massaging any part you want. Your feet? Hes working on keeping the swelling down. Back? He personally massages it. Anything you want he takes care of. He has the council watch over you if he can't. Robur, Reginald, and Azuri are great caretakers! (Not so much Reginald but he makes sure to protect you, you are carrying the heir after all.)
Kleos always makes sure to make you any craving you want. Oh you want some really weird food combination? Hes making it.
He doesn't judge you for your body changing, he kisses every part of you so gently it makes you wanna cry. He doesn't judge you when you cry for dropping food or something random. He just holds you and rubs your back.
When you give birth to Cassie (yes it's Cassie DUH)
Hes sobbing, so is Robur. Azuri had helped keep you calm while Reginald protected the room. Shes so tiny in his arms.
After the pregnancy he still takes care of you of course! He never makes you feel ugly or judged for your body changing.
Dog chance eating you out when you're mad at him 🤤
He had gone to his casino gambling again when you thought he would stay home and sleep with you. You find him at his casino and drag him back while he whines, tail between his legs. You refuse to talk to him, which he just whimpers at.
But you eventually get home where you storm to your guys bedroom, laying down and refusing to look at him and pushing him away when he tries to curl around you.
Throughout the days he keeps begging you to talk to him, saying he's sorry and that he would never do it again! Which you couldn't believe. Eventually he gets tired, and does the one thing he can to try and please you 🤤
You're laying down, on your back as you watch stuff on your phone. Hes near you whimpering before he practically lunges between your legs, pushing away your underwear before you can say anything. As soon as you try to scold him and push him away angrily he's already lapping. Tongue eating you out eagerly as he whimpers, tail wagging while his ears are pinned. Hes so sloppy but eager, tongue delving deep as he has you squirming in seconds.
You reach your orgasm quickly, overwhelmed but not as mad. As soon as you try to sit up he pushes you back down by placing a hand on your stomach, and goes back to eating you out even if you are overstimulated.
(Spoiler he doesn't stop until your babbling and fucked out)
The both of them share a similar bloodlust, one born out of hate and the other of nature.
For 1x1x1x1, it’s the beauty of it. They can’t help but think your blood looks so beautiful stained against their green torso, splattering across their pelvis as they rock their cock into you. Each orgasm draws more and more of the red from your pussy, so they can’t help but pursue it.
To Guest 666, it’s second nature. Their nose twitches in the air, drawn by the metallic tang of blood. Saliva pools on their tongue and a familiar ache of hunger forms. There’s so much of it, wasted in its current form. They can’t help but think it would do better in their mouth, sliding down their throat and into their stomach.
Eater/ munch chance 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤 nooooo don’t e.m.o till I cry noooo I would hateeee thatttttt 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤
GOD TY FOR THIS
Chance is obsessed with eating you out, anywhere you go he's eating you out one way or another. If you are at the casino with him he'll take you to one of the VIP rooms in his casino and eat you out like no tomorrow. He just loves the taste of you!
Like imagine him lapping at your cunt, tongue working to bring you to the edge as his thumb plays with your clit. His tongue delves deep into you, leaving you squirming and moaning for him. He doesn't stop after the first orgasm oh no no no. He doesn't stop until you're so overstimulated, until you're so fucked out you can't talk just babbling until he pulls back, licking his lips.
