Warnings: noncon, incest (brother x sister), somnophilia, sexual abuse, obsessive behaviour, defloration/virgin, manipulation, could be interpreted as underage, hints of: free use, emotional and economical abuse, forced exhibitionism
Summary: A brother loves his sister a bit too much.
A/N: OKAY I ADMIT IT, I THINK INCEST KIND OF TURNS ME ON DEPENDING ON MY MOOD. Expect more incest stuff here and there sometimes.
Regarding Nonconvember: I wrote a good chunk, but in the end I decided to restart because I didn't like how it was going :( Idk if I can make it guys, pray for me omg-
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A brother that looks after his sister after their parents passed. A brother that tries to give her a comfortable life, but on the inside, he's so lonely, being strong for the both of them. He loves her dearly, but he wants to be loved too.
She doesn't understand his sacrifices, she's living happily, talking about growing up, finding a job, moving out, and starting a family. It bothers him because she's talking about leaving him behind after all he's done for her. He's a brother that loves his sister too much for that.
A brother that loves his sister so much he starts entering her room at night. At first it was just staring, raking his eyes all over her sleeping figure. The slow rise and fall of her chest as she sleeps so adorably and vulnerably was like watching midnight TV. Quiet, calming, yet entertaining enough to not notice time passing at all.
Eventually, it evolves into light touching. Running his fingers through her hair that matched the colour of his own, smoothing out the frown in her brows, undressing her when its hot so she's more comfortable.
Soon it becomes undressing her to see what underwear she was wearing today. Then he found himself pressing his face against her crotch to inhale her natural musk.
Suddenly, he's inside his own precious sister. She feels amazing, so tight and warm. Her insides hold him snug and she pulses greedily on his length. Night after night he loves his sister, stretching her until her body became comfortable enough to handle a rougher fucking.
When she inevitably wakes up in his arms, he cups a hand over he mouth to muffle her screams. He tells her he loves her as he breaks her with pleasure, agonisingly. He makes her fall for his cock, lets her experience the wild pleasures laying with a man for the first time. He does what he wants, after all, she can't run from him. What would she do without him? They have no family but each other.
Years pass and she submits to him, giving her body to him whenever and wherever he pleased, but she still hasn't given up that silly dream of hers. She's working now, so much prettier now, and everyone wants to get to know her. But he knows her well, and he knows that his precious sister falls in love too easily.
He understands though, because she's so innocent. It's not her fault, it's those dirty men that she brings back that whisper their insincere love to her.
And it's his job to show her how shallow their love is for her.
All his sister's dates and 'boyfriends' are chased away by him quite easily. When he kisses her in front of them, they cringe when they see his tongue down her throat and that she's blushing and responding.
He tells them:
"Can you love her as much as I love her?"
"This is what she does with her brother, can you still love her?"
"Can you still love her when I know her body this deeply?"
He'd fuck her in front of them too if he needed to, but he's never needed to.
When the little boys run away, he tells his adorable sister, "see? No one loves you like I do."
Warnings: Cuddling/sitting on his lap, virgin, vanilla, teasing, more fluffy
Summary: #You'reSuchAVirgin
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Their bodies were pressed wondrously together. Her curves settled perfectly against his and his arms were wrapped tightly around her waist, pulling her close.
His chin was perched on her shoulder, as close as possible to the base of her neck. Her sweet peach blossom shampoo seduced him gently, egging him to sink his teeth into her flesh to have a bite, but he didn't because...
She was so, so tense in his lap. He exhaled a chuckle and leaned down to whisper, "baby..."
"Eek!" She squealed.
"My little baby, just relax, I'm not going to eat you."
Actually, maybe he might.
"Aaaaaaa-hh, ahaha..." she laughed nervously, her muscles tight against his. He could see her short circuiting, her eyes darting around the room like a rabbit looking for an opening to bolt out of the fox's den.
"Kissing is fine, but sitting on my lap is not?" He drew her chin up to face him, and her expression softened a little at his puppy dog eyes. "Shall I kiss you so you can relax?"
Slowly, he leaned in.
Only to grunt when he receive her palm in his face.
"N-NO!" She jumped in his arms, then followed her loud exclamation with nervous laughter.
"You..." the corner of his eye twitched, expressing his exasperation, but he held onto his patience. "You're such a virgin."
His words triggered a slight flush in her cheeks and a stammer in her words, "s-s-so what?!" She glared.
"Nothing." He responded happily, her refreshing reactions causing his heart to sing. A cheeky look passed across his face as he leaned in.
"Baby, you have to relax, because the only thing stiffer than you right now is my cock."
He watched her brain short circuit in real time before him as he pulled away from her ear.
Warnings: non con, incest (dad x daughter), creampie, virgin, defloration, implied impregnation, implied somnophilia
Summary: When saving you means hurting you, Daddy has to make a tough decision for your own good.
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A/N: Now, I ain't that into incest buuuut... Imagine a world like The Purge, where all crime becomes legal for 24 hours. You're shivering, shaking and doing your best to hide. People are getting killed, tortured and raped left and right.
The room to your door opens and the heavy footsteps tells you it's a man. Your heart drops and your lower muscles clench as you worry for your chastity. You don't get to see who the intruder is because your stomach clenches horribly, making you throw up.
Quick steps reach your side and the man is kneeling by you.
"Shhh, shhh, it's okay, I'm here," a familiar hand is on your shoulder, rubbing your back soothingly as you regurgitate last night's dinner.
"D-daddy," you whimper pathetically, tears in your eyes. Your body relaxes slightly, feeling safe in his presence. "I-I thought you were someone els-"
You're pulled into a tight embrace, cutting off your sentence, but you don't need to say any more as you seek your dad's comfort. Eventually your shivering stops. You cling onto him desperately, and he rubs away the tension in your body. Over your shoulder, your dad's face is dark and grim, but you don't see it.
"It'll be okay, baby," he whispers.
So where did it all go wrong?
Why was he inside you now, rutting and drawing blood from your once virgin hole? Why were you crying in his arms, begging for him to stop as he ripped your first time away from you?
He held you down as you wailed and cried, feeling his big cock spear you.
"It hurts! Please, stop!"
"No, I can't stop," there's tears in his eyes too now, like he's the one hurting. Why is he the one hurting?
"Daddy has to rape you," he chants again and again. His hand pins your wrists down as his hips deliver another thrust into your quivering ones. You gasp in pain, then moan as your blood and wetness start to turn it into pleasure.
"If someone breaks in and sees you're already being raped, they'll leave you alone and find some other woman," tears fall from your dad as he fucks into you again. He fills you up fully, and the intense pressure in your belly is almost enough to make you pee.
"I have to rape you to protect you, baby, I'm so sorry; Better me than a stranger."
"N-no-!" You shake your head hysterically as you're penetrated again. Pleasure blooms in your core as your womanhood begins to respond to his mature yet vigorous sex.
"Daddy's sorry," you heard him say. Your head was spinning and you felt like passing out. You heard him grunting and moaning above you, the sounds getting more and more desperate with each thrust.
His strained voice filled your ears as he leaned down, "Daddy's going to try not to cum, but it's hard not too when you're so tight."
His words echoed in your mind, 'you're so tight', 'tight for daddy', 'daddy feels good'.
You closed your eyes.
"Don't worry, if you get pregnant, daddy will help you look after the child, daddy will always be here for you, okay?" Soft kisses were pressed across your brow and your fluttering, damp eyelids.
"Da-daddy..." you moaned weakly. He was too big. His thrusts were too strong, and his shape was just... too perfect for your body to deny.
"It's okay, just keep crying, I heard someone break in."
"Aah-!" You yelped as his cock dragged itself deliciously against a rough patch of your walls.
"When they see us like this, they'll leave us alone."
"Uegh-" you gurgled. Glassy eyed, your body clenched down on the length inside you. Daddy knew you were coming before you did.
"I'm sorry baby." Those were the last words you remember hearing before you slipped into darkness, missing the warm flood of sperm against your cervix - sperm that carried the genetic blueprint of your child and your siblings at the same time.
Later, you would wake to the feeling of fullness and a rough motion jerking your body back and forth. In response to your weak groan, you'd hear your dad's voice.
"Just two more hours, honey. Daddy will rape you for two more hours, then it'll be all over."
Your eyes fell on the clock at your bed side table. He was right, it was only 10:02PM.
Warnings: noncon, sex toys, forced orgasm
Summary: Consent not required to view, cum or take cock.
A/N: AHHH I'M SORRY, I have been doing other life things (e.g., playing video games and travelling overseas instead of writing) and I ain't even written much for nonconvember asldhfjksaldhjf TT_TT
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"Nnnnng! N-noo!!" I sobbed as the buzzing toy on my clit forced me to flutter and convulse on the thick artificial length inside me. I gasped helplessly, tears welling in my eyes. My hips stuttered as my sensitive cunt twitched and I begged for his mercy.
The man beside me shushed me, "be good, and look forward," he said, grabbing my chin and guiding me to look straight.
I cried harder, but even with my blurred vision, I could see the video. My own recorded screams echoed in my ears. I could feel the pain from them.
"You're going to cum another five times watching your own rape," the man said. "Then afterwards..." he trailed off, palming the tent at his crotch, "heh heh."
I shook my head, but even as I protested I felt my cunt pulsing again with warmth, eagerly chasing that pain-numbing, eye rolling, ultimate bliss.
This is my side blog, and somehow one of my followers ended up blocking my main blog because I liked a nsfw post I wanted to read later. Tbf my main doesn’t have my age listed, so it's understandable.
What makes it funny is that now, when they like the posts on this blog, the count increases… but their name doesn’t appear.
It's okay, I still know it’s you 😆
In hindsight, I probably should’ve included my age on my main blog if I was going to interact with posts like that.
Warnings: non con, kidnapping, stalking
Summary: After a hard day at work, you reach home. You fish for your phone, lost in the sea of your bag. Instead of your device, your fingers hook and reel in a crumpled note that makes your stomach churn.
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"You shouldn't be surprised that I know where you work and where you live. After all, I've been inside you. I've watched your greedy cunt swallow my dick in that one week which we got to know each other really well.
Do you remember how you said no? It only took me a few minutes to make your dirty little pussy a sopping mess.
Remember how you cried and fought? Now you've got the shape of my cock memorised.
I'm so proud of you. So let's do it again, yeah?
On your way home from work tomorrow, I'll rob you from the streets and rape you senseless all over again."
I've pinned my tag list! I've always had a tag list but I'm not sure how many of you knew. Now there's no excuse not to know, heh.
Let me know if the format is unruly and if it would be easier to list them as vertical dot points instead (or any other format, for that matter).
Nonconvember
As you might know, I'm a tortoise when it comes to writing lol (a cute tortoise though, please 🐢). BUT I've got my grubby little hands on the likely 2026 Nonconvember prompts and I'm trying my best to participate in it this year. Knowing me, I can't make any promises, but my other writings might be put on a hold because of this. I'll... do my best... amidst irl responsibilities...
(I'm telling you guys this as public humiliation for when I don't finish my Nonconvember fics despite starting in March 🤪)
Warnings: Teasing, oral sex, vanilla
Summary: Part 2 of moans being sexy, not just how they sound, but how they feel too
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"Mhmm," you felt the low, lengthy moan against your throbbing clit. Your swollen bud buzzed with delight, sending shivers that made your toes curl and nails dig deeper into your partner's skin.
"Hmm," another blissful thrum of notes reverberated through your highly erogenous zone. You moaned in reply when you felt their wet tongue swirl around your clit.
Their small chuckle made you bite your lip painfully.
"You can feel that, huh?" They grinned mischievously. You sighed in reply, feeling a slight smile grow on your face; they knew exactly what they were doing.
They pursed their lips around your clit and commanded you, "cum."
The tight pressure was amazing, but really, it was the vibrations from their voice that sent you over.
Game: Dead by Daylight
Warnings: Non con, mentions of somnophilia, anal, orgasm denial, oral sex (female receiving), fingering, humiliation, violence/physical abuse including choking and slapping, character death
Summary: Part two of Ji-Woon has his way with his little pet, conscious or unconscious, willing or unwilling, it doesn't matter to him.
A/N: Sometimes I'm mad that this dude has zero remorse, then I remember I'm the one who wrote this story. F*ck. Trust me I'll get my revenge on him!! He'll be sorry for his horrible actions! (ง •̀_•́)ง
Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5
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Ji-Woon was not the type to stand and stare with his limp cock in his hand. When his precious Tokki had passed out, the only break her body was graced with was the Trickster carrying her up the stairs into one of the upper rooms of the chalet.
There, he found, and settled them both in a room which had a creaking single bed. The mattress was thin, worn and greying, but otherwise surprisingly well kept due to the icy conditions preserving its state.
Ji-Woon continued his assault there. He took her again and again, using his tongue, fingers and insatiable cock. He came as he wished, using all her holes. He loved the way her pussy and ass wrapped around his shaft and filled him with her heat.
For the first time, he tried her mouth too. It was slightly disappointing, he noted, and the stillness of her open mouth was lackluster compared to her lower holes which would reward him by involuntarily clenching every now and then.
His pet phased in and out of her own violation. She would often stir as Ji-Woon was balls deep in her ass, adorably try to struggle, then fall back onto the bed.
Rounds later, she would wake again, holes uncomfortably wet, sore and stained with Ji-Woon's cum as her swollen clit was flicked and teased. She would squirm, moan and gasp like a whore, then lose reality.
At one point, his bunny cried in her sleep, tears spilling from the corners of her eyes. Ji-Woon lapped them up and continued ravaging her pussy with his long digits as he speared her abused ass with his cock. He cooed in her ear as comfort, and when she awakened to his sweet whispers, she realised just how tame her nightmare was.
It was delightful to take her. She truly was his limp, pliable toy, a sex doll to cum all over, and a rag doll to throw around and sully. But as Ji-Woon left another bite mark relentlessly along the nape of her neck, he couldn't shake the nagging voice in his mind that kept reminding him of his little one's disobedience.
"Fucking whore," he hissed, slapping her right breast. It wasn't enough. He pinched her clit painfully and pumped her delicate ass hard. Despite his rough treatment, she continued to sleep.
How dare this stupid slut, that came to his rape, not listen to him? Her whole purpose was to sing for him, and when she refused, it irked him. In Ji-Woon's career, he had never heard of an instrument choosing not to sound the note directed by the musician.
"Uhn-!" Ji-Woon grunted as he sprayed his seeds inside her back entrance. His pet's anus clenched, her sphincter gripping his base tight as he left another load of his semen inside. His exit was smooth, assisted by his saliva and the many rounds of ejaculate left beforehand.
"N-no... more, please," the Trickster heard his little one croak. Ji-Woon could hear her throat was like sandpaper.
"Tokki," the killer murmured so gently that a stranger would have thought they were lovers, "when did you come to?"
"No..." she moaned, her entire body sore from his abuse.
"Tokki, I just wanted you to say my name whilst cumming. Why didn't you, hm?" The Trickster's hands crept down her abdomen, nice and slow, making sure his pet could feel every deliberate touch he left on her skin.
He sank his palm down into her lower belly, causing her abdomen to clench. A filthy, slick squirt of cream and blood shot out from her holes and oozed down her folds and ass cheeks like a thick smoothie.
"I-I... feel sick," his pet mumbled almost incoherently, "it's cold." Her chest quivered as it rose and fell in weak, shallow breaths.
"Say my name and I'll make you feel better."
His touch was gentle again, soothing against her sore muscles. His hand was warm, perfect for her cold, pale skin. Ji-Woon rubbed her clit delicately.
"Tokki, all you have to do is say my name, please."
She was awake, but remained unresponsive. Her eyes were glassy and far away. The only reactions she gave were the soft sighs and gasps as he moulded his fingers against her clit.
Ji-Woon pushed a single digit in. The walls of her spent hole responded, her lower muscles relieved at the size difference of its current invader compared to the killer's hard dick. That relief came in the form of pleasure, and she whimpered with unwilling delight.
His finger waded through the slop in her cavern, extracting vile wet sounds from between her legs. Her folds squished from the cocktail of juices, made from a mixture of their bodily fluids.
“A-ahhh~” she whined into the pathetic pillow. Her clit buzzed with bliss and she gasped. Ji-Woon smirked as his precious toy tried to shy away from his pleasurable touch.
"Say my name," the Trickster demanded.
He slid another finger in, using his two digits to pry open her used cunt. Her slit was opened and with her entrance exposed, more white cum spilled forth, escaping her soiled womanhood.
Ji-Woon scissored her vagina until a pool of the nectar gathered and soaked into the mattress. All the while, he teased her clit, stroking the small bud pleasurably.
"C-cant-, no, you won't... I shouldn't..." her words were slow and slurred, and didn't make sense, but it was clear she was approaching her peak.
Ji-Woon growled and withdrew his hands.
"A-ah?" His pet's eyes fluttered. "W-wait... I was-" she wriggled her body instinctively trying to retain her mind.
"You know what I want," the Trickster's glowing eyes darkened as he dipped down, arms hooking each leg to hold them open. When she tried to close them, he dug his nails painfully into her thighs.
Ji-Woon pushed his tongue into her.
"Mhnmg-ah!" She cried out. Her cunt contracted, hugging his tongue snug inside her and begging to release the sweet knot of tension that Ji-Woon had tied in her belly.
Before she could reach her high, Ji-Woon's tongue retreated.
"N-no, I..." She couldn't articulate herself, she stared stupidly at the ceiling, "I just want..."
She never finished her sentence.
When her legs relaxed in his grip and the threat of an orgasm subsided, Ji-Woon pushed into her again.
"Tokki," Ji-Woon moaned, he explored her hole, tasting the cum, blood and juices mixed inside. He curled his tongue up, dragging his wet, velvet muscle along the rough patch of her sex. He stole the little heat left in her body from her trembling core. Ji-Woon groaned into her cunt, sending vibrations from his throat straight through her trembling walls.
"Oh-!" His pet cursed. She rolled her hips, wordlessly begging him to tongue fuck her harder. Ji-Woon couldn't help the smile on his face when he pulled away, making her whine.
Her bottom lip quivered.
Ji-Woon was enjoying it. Her little squirms of frustration, the way her pussy twitched and throbbed on his tongue desperately waiting for him to make her cum.
His denial was spiteful. He used slow long licks and gentle suckles on her clit to build her pleasure. He led her to her peak and when she tried to cum, he would yank her leash back tightly, and consistently, never once allowing her to leave the cage of frustration he had trapped her in.
When her hips rolled and bucked for even just a tickle of friction, Ji-Woon would hold her down, refusing to let her move how she wanted or needed to.
"P-please..."
Please? Please??
The word somehow sounded like nails on a chalkboard. Before he knew it, Ji-Woon's hands clawed their way up to her throat, pinning her down and squeezing it. His lips were by her ear, seething toxic venom directly into her mind.
"You think I'm going to stop because you said please?" He said. His fingers dug into her flesh. "Do you remember what happened when I said please? When I ask you nicely, you should do it, Tokki."
His pet gasped and struggled weakly under Ji-Woon who towered over her. The killer raised a hand and struck her across her face. Her hair flew wildly, strewn across her face and the musty pillow.
"Plea- N-no!" She cried, choosing her words wisely.
"You little slut, Tokki, you're the one who messed up, don't cry about it," Ji-Woon slapped her again. The mark of his palm bloomed across her cheek. He kept his other hand on her throat squeezing and releasing in intervals, keeping her on the edge of life and death.
Desperate for her melody, his hand descended to her leaking cunt. He dug two fingers in roughly, thrusting them to draw out her cries. Her legs kicked wildly but they were too weak to push him away. He had already turned them into jelly from his insistent teasings and assault. Ji-Woon continued to regulate her oxygen, only allowing her one precious breath each time she started going purple.
She clawed desperately at his arm, wriggling and fighting him with what little strength she could muster. Her eyes fought to stay focused.
"Wanna say my name now, huh?" Ji-Woon spat on her cheek. Ji-Woon leaned in and violated her ear with his tongue. Each time he squeezed her throat, her cunt would respond on his fingers.
Ji-Woon grazed his teeth along the shell of her ear. Teasingly, he counted slowly and deliberately, drawing out her torture, "3… 2… 1… say Ji-Woon~"
“Ji-Woon~” he sang, as if teaching a child how to speak. It was completely within his knowledge that his pet was unable to respond.
"N-ngg!" She struggled for air, trying to escape the killer’s vice-like grip. Ji-Woon watched with glee as her face, instead of blue, was turning red. She was flushed beautifully red from the humiliation of being one step away from cumming uncontrollably.
Ji-Woon withdrew his fingers and released her throat, allowing chaos and confusion to ensue within her as the feeling of sexual frustration and the relief of being able to breathe again competed against each other. She stammered stupidly - mindlessly - unable to express what he was doing to her.
Ji-Woon barked a nasty laugh. He knew exactly what he was doing to her.
Immediately, his hands returned to assault her. Her cunt was now being fed its relief but her lungs were screaming for air again. The curve of Ji-Woon's fingers imitated the blissful curve of his cock rubbing against her most tender spot. Her hazy eyes told him her world was spinning. He could feel her heart pumping wildly in her chest, trying to send oxygen to the rest of her body, but her blood refused to leave her selfish, flushed, aroused cunt that begged desperately for an orgasm.
Ji-Woon waited with purpose. He held her throat patiently until the violent stutter of her hips finally fell back onto the bed with a wooden creak and her eyes rolled back and she drooled helplessly.
Just before she was granted the mercy of having darkness swallow her, the Trickster bared his fangs in a grin that was far too wide for his face. His grip relaxed, and Ji-Woon allowed her one, single breath.
Her chest rose to inhale precious air, and when his fingers tightened on her throat, he felt her channel suck in the digits violating it. Her eyes found his, wild with panic and desperation so pure Ji-Woon could tell there was no plan concocted in her mind to retaliate against him. She was operating on instinct.
That one, precious breath saved her for just a moment longer. She was heaving, covered in cold sweat.
With her last breath, whether she knew it or not, she finally relented.
"Ji-Woooon!!" She cried. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes as she wailed his name with all the air left in her lungs.
Ji-Woon's response was immediate. There was something utterly wonderful, utterly pleasurable, about hearing his name from her lips. It was like ecstasy in a sound. His body convulsed with delight and he grunted, "urgh!"
Seeds spurt from his tip onto her stomach, his cock twitching uncontrollably as his lower muscles spasmed like crazy. Ji-Woon shuddered, moaning as his hips bucked, blowing a load so thick and creamy it was as if he was the one who had been denied.
He hadn't even realised he was hard. Now that he was feeling his release, he could tell just how aroused he had been torturing her.
Distracted by his own climax, Ji-Woon was too slow to withdraw his fingers and felt his Tokki cumming as well. Her vagina hugged his digits, squeezing and drawing pleasure that surely erupted throughout her denied body. She stopped resisting him, releasing herself to the pleasure that overwhelmed her. He felt the tension leave her body as she squirmed, moaned and gasped with euphoria. When her orgasm finally subsided, she relaxed into him, her cunt fluttering erratically.
"Ji-Woon..." she chanted under her breath, "Ji-Woon, I'm sorry, Ji-Woon, Ji-Woon, Ji-Woon..." she kept repeating his name, as if it would save her.
The sadistic man moaned his pet's name, muttering incoherently about how good, and how sweet and precious she was. Cum dripped from the slit of his cock and his member glowed red with sweet warmth and satisfaction. The melody of his name on her tongue was orgasmic in itself.
"See? See how good we can feel when you just listen to me?"
"It doesn't feel good being denied, does it? Release feels better, doesn't it?" Ji-Woon dived down and snuggled into her, resting his face in the crook of her neck bruised with his markings. He kissed the marks, lapping soothingly at them before coming up again to stare down at his little one's resting face. Her eyes were half lidded but empty.
It was cold, and Ji-Woon felt his nose running. There was something tight and suffocating weighing his chest down and closing his throat up. Ji-Woon sniffed, then kept sniffing. Something fell from him onto his pet's pale face.
"Aah.. Tokki," Ji-Woon's voice was oddly strangled and when he blinked more droplets fell, and they kept falling like the start of a heavy night storm.
She was a bit too cold, and a bit too still. The reason for his tears eluded him, but the feeling reminded him of the time he attended his band member’s funerals. His tears didn't stop, and they continued to choke him as he sobbed.
"Tok- kki…" he hiccuped, voice thick with tears. The Trickster clung to his pet's dead body as the Entity rose to take her away. The dark essence extended its claws, reaching for the body. It pried the body away slowly, as if allowing the killer all the time he needed to let go. Its hunger for suffering was surely satiated from Ji-Woon’s performance.
"We could've had more fun, Tokki," he whispered into her hair, "next time don’t die so easily."
His pet's limp body slipped from his embrace and fell into the Entity's. He could barely see her disappearing through his blurred vision. As she faded into the abyss, Ji-Woon felt a tightness in his core. Without looking down, he knew he was firm and twitching again.
Ah, he truly was a despicable person for craving her this much.
Phew! Everything is so hot here, i came here from ao3 years ago and your writing is amazing 👅 everything ties up so well (from the title to the last sentence + author’s note) and i really live sweet dreams!
Your stories get me through every luteal phase 🫣🫶🏻
Years ago?? 😳 Wow, thank you for enjoying my writing, even down to my silly author's notes!
Sweet Dreams is a good one and sometimes I go to it too 🙈💦 glad to help you get through the luteal phase~
Warnings: Intercrural sex (thigh sex), choking, hardcore/rough
Summary: Rough and hard and feral. Just how I like to be treated.
Reminder: Don’t like it? Don’t read it.
Today, it was on the cold, hard ground. No penetration, all he did was rub himself between my thighs. I was so wet, dripping all over his hard cock and I loved the way the upwards curve of his dick made his tip kiss my clit.
He stroked my slit with his length, making my folds tingle and my toes curl. When I felt myself cumming, I tried to crawl away, but he pinned me down painfully.
He grabbed my throat and squeezed. My world spun.
It felt so feral and raw and animalistic… Like fucking, not making love. His firm, hard shaft dragged itself between my smeared thighs and I saw stars twinkling. The sweet bliss left no room for negotiations - I was forced to cum all over his dick - and he hadn't even put it in yet.
Warnings: dub con, non consensual use of drugs, kissing, humping
Summary: I love chocolates, as well as love chocolates.
A/N: Happy Valentines Day~💖
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He could barely breathe. She captured his lips again and again, desperately, like she needed him to live- no, survive. Her arms were slung around his neck and she straddled him, swallowing his groans of delight.
Her hips rolled impatiently, humping his leg for friction. She kept repositioning, until the dip of her crotch found the bump of his erection. He swore he could feel her wetness through his jeans, or maybe it was his own precum. His cock throbbed.
Her lips traveled south, sucking and licking and kissing aggressively, and finally he had a moment to breathe. His chest rose and fell wildly as she inked him red with love bites, humping his clothed cock eagerly all the while.
The small crinkle of a chocolate wrapper sounded in his hand, making him smirk.
"Happy Valentine's day, baby," he swept her hair and tucked it behind her ear. As she finally put her hands on his pulsating member, he groaned and quietly thanked the love chocolates that had promised to make her drunk on his cock.
Warnings: Mostly vanilla, cow girl, arousal
Summary: A guy has sexy aura and your girl just can't handle it.
Reminder: Don’t like it? Don’t read it.
"Aaaah~" a long moan escaped her throat as she slowly slid herself down his length. He filled her fully, splitting her slit open with his fat girth. The slight curve of his manhood prodded and rubbed against her spongy walls that adjusted obediently to accommodate his unique shape.
He felt good inside.
Heat burned in the place they were connected and she took a moment to adjust to the overwhelmingly sweet bliss, intimacy, and that animalisitic instinct of joy to hold his firm, hard cock in her slippery vagina.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" A handsome smirk made her swoon, "fuck yourself on my cock."
Her heart clenched and her mind left her. Just his command alone was enough to make her cum.
not really an ask I guess but a request, of course you don’t have to write this but I think it would be hot if you did————— so there is this dildo that stopped being sold because enough people sent back reviews saying that it wasn’t possible to fit into the vaginal canal because it was too long and too thick and now I just really want a story with that in it where the girl makes it fit, or someone makes it fit in her, with bimbo/slut training involved as well, love your writing
