solaria ༘⋆𖤓

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[solariawhispers]

✄╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌ 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓼 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓻 🌸

⋆˚꩜｡ fairies must be at least eighteen and older before stepping into the garden! minor pixies please do not interact!!

⋆˚꩜｡ this fairy writes mainly for – attack on titan, jujutsu kaisen, black butler, naruto. might yap about some characters from other fandoms in #solaria.talks!

༘⋆✿ rules:

I'll write with a female perspective in mind, so it will always be fem!reader. might write with gn!reader in mind though!

I'm new to writing and specifically when it comes to posting my work, and english isn't my first language! so please be kind!

I'm only writing canon x reader. no ships. also, I'm not aging up minor characters! asks/requests like that will be ignored. yumeships are welcome!

this is a fun and whimsy space! drama/arguments/hate will not be tolerated. I don't engage with trolls and you'll be blocked, period.

don't spam my asks, you'll be blocked.

no spam liking!!!

bear in mind that I won't write about: incest, scat (or anything similar), noncon, pegging, rough bdsm, and too specific kinks. use your common sense.

I'll write mainly smut and fluff. if you don't like it, just ignore my posts and move on. also, I'll be writing mainly one shots and drabbles/headcanons in general, don't expect long fics with sequels or chapters or a consistent storyline.

it might be obvious but don't interact if you're racist, homophobic, fatphobic, misogynist, etc etc etc.

sometimes I might write about some dark themes like yandere, stalking, kidnapping, toxicity in general. obviously, I don't support and condone such things in real life.

if you want to translate my work, please reach out for permission, and give me the credits.

༘⋆✿ tags:

#solaria.txt : my regular works!

#solaria.recs : reblogs in general!

#solaria.talks : random, loose (usually horny) thoughts about my favorite characters!

#solaria.psa : whenever i have something to say that aren't thirsty thoughts exactly

༘⋆✿ masterlist (coming soon!)

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{𝕵𝖚𝖏𝖚𝖙𝖘𝖚 𝕶𝖆𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖓 𝕸𝖊𝖓} submissive edition pt 2

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘: mahito, hiromi higuruma, kento nanami, hajime kashimo, & toji fushiguro.

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: 18+ mdni, smut, fem!reader, sub!characters, whining, whimpering, pleading, begging, fleshlight, bribery, edging, blowjob, (aphrodisiacs - non consensual) [toji’s], bondage, prostate massaging/fingering, rim play, multiple orgasms, heavy overstimulation [nanami’s], straddling, handjob, begging [kashimo’s], mistress kink, cunnilingus [higuruma (he’ll get more love i promise)], first times (mahito’s a virgin), overstimulation, riding, slight breeding [mahito’s], toji’s normally bored, nanami begs for you to get on with it, kashimo basically falls in love with you, higuruma’s husband material, mahito needs to breed you like now, reader’s kinda dominant?, sorry if it doesn't live up to part one. 

𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊 𝖎: the long-awaited second part! (hakari and kirara incoming third part with mayyyybe naoya) now i know this one may not be everyone’s cup of tea since i went a lil heavy on the ideas but i do hope you thoroughly enjoy it if it is! wc: 3.7k total.

𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥? 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔦?

❝sub!mahito…❞ who is so so submissive that he’ll cry before you even begin.

his cock changes shape. and before you could even adhere to the thought of it, mahito was already rimmed with tears– so grateful that you even questioned the opportunity of fucking him.

he was a soulful individual, taking in every human experience with a grain of salt until he no longer could hold them all in. 

and right now, he’s trying so hard to hold it in for you. trying so hard to mold himself to the feeling of you as you sink down onto the tip of his cock, a breathy gasp on his lips as you drive yourself down to his balls.

he didn’t precisely know why he knew how to mold human anatomy, his dick so prettily constructed with the stitches and all– it curved upwards and reached the tip of his bellybutton. mahito reveled at it but moreso at you– how the female anatomy complimented the male’s so earnestly and he panted when you squeezed around him. 

“shit– y/n, feels weird– feels good, i mean–”

the way that your breasts jiggled with every bounce, heavy and full and wow, he needed a second to admire you before absolutely succumbing to your embrace around him. everytime you fell back down, your thighs working on him, he’d shudder into the feeling and his head felt so fucking fuzzy. 

‘feel good, baby?’ you whispered as his mouth slacked open, his forearm shielding his eyes but you knew it felt fucking amazing. you knew he felt the way you clenched around him, his dick molding you perfectly and trying to bury itself inside if it could and you’d damn well let it. he hit all the right spots as you rucked yourself down on him, building momentum and hearing the raspy sobs from mahito. 

was he actually crying?

tiny sobs wracked his body as drool dribbled from his mouth and he suddenly moved his arm, letting it fall away and you could see the whites of his eyes. he looked absolutely wrecked, the stitches that crowded his face framing his reddened cheeks. his pale blue hair stuck to his forehead with a sheen of sweat and the curse looked like he was having the time of his life.

you could feel his dick twitching, overstimulated by the feeling of your pussy and you knew he wasn’t going to last very long his first time around. but that didn’t matter, he’ll have a handful more times to practice– right now you relished how whiny he was. the first time was always too much and mahito was new to this; the curse practically wantonly whimpered for you every time you rolled your hips on his weeping cock. 

“fuuuck yes, give it to me babe. right there–” 

mahito moaned out, his hands cupping your breasts as you moved closer to him and arching your back into him. he barely knew what got into him as he tweaked your nipple with his fingers, still looking high into his eyelids with his tongue lolled out. 

“lemme suck them, please baby– wanna make you feel good too…” 

he pleaded, his eyes circling back to glower at you impatiently before taking matters into his own hands and wrapping his lips around your nipple with a whine. your arousal coated him perfectly as you felt him start to rut into you desperately, his teeth grazing your bud and you hissed his name at the contact. 

he squeezed his eyes shut as he suddenly stilled, jerking his hips forward into you before filling you with long spurts of his cum. his stitched thighs shook and his faded hands wrapped around your waist to immobilize you, scared that the godly feeling would disappear if you coaxed him too far with your movements.

“i’m soo sorry, fuck–!”

mahito couldn’t help it as he sobbed out his apology, working you open and embedding his cum straight against your cervix and he needed to breed you right then and there– needed your soul to wrap around him.

❝sub!higuruma…❞ who isn’t very submissive unless high heels are on the table.

his suit ironically suited him, the velvet fabric of it soft against your fingertips as you yanked it into your hands. the smug man underneath you immediately dropped his smile, a small breath escaping him as your high heels set foot on his thighs– you were perched atop of his desk, just waiting for higuruma to walk through those doors. 

these were new heels after all, void of any color besides blood red painting the bottoms and you swear he gulped when he noticed; the soft survey of the rest of your uniform taking note in his eyes as well. 

when you had your heels on, you were a different person– the fashion of the world drew you in and let you get close to hiromi higuruma with tangible efforts. he had to get down and beg for it if you wanted something from him, heels representing the message that you often gave.

and he loved it too; the subtle indication that you wanted him solely for the benefit of usage; go on and take his cock if you needed, ride it until you had no more stamina left and let him spill into you with a quiet groan that he’d be keen to muster out. if you needed him, he was there waiting for the judgment that you elicited.

“now, y/n– i-i have a case to–” 

higuruma stumbled out, dropping to his knees as you lifted your heel from him. meetings were obsolete in your mind, you needed his mouth on you– needed him pleading for you underneath the fabric of your skirt. ‘i’m sorry- what’d you call me?’ tittered on your tongue as higuruma spread open his knees slightly against the wooden floor. 

“mistress– i’m sorry.. i didn’t mean it–”

his tone shifted to a more desperate one, looking down at the hardwood and you plunged your heel into his thigh once more; dragging it upwards so it sat flush with his cock. you could feel he was already hard in his trousers, the sleek black material tenting as you rubbed your foot on it and earning a quiet groan from him. 

you wanted to apply pressure, the painful whimper would sound divine but you thought against it. another time…

higuruma peered up at you through hooded eyelids, shrouded in lust and he almost looked about ready to hump your heel if you didn’t catch him beforehand. removing your foot, you hooked your leg around his shoulder and pulled him in close to your cunt. the message was dreadfully clear, your arousal leaking from you like it was honey from a pot.

his hand threatened to palm at himself, but he forced the weight of it to relax onto your thighs. he almost caved when he saw you wore no panties, the mound of your cunt bare on his desk and he hummed softly when his tongue stuck out to taste you. 

“fuck me, you taste so good mistress– tastes so heaven-sent…”

and god, was his nose fucking so gorgeous that it rubbed straight into your clit with every lick, every lap of his tongue against you. it protruded out just right so you could grind yourself on it, desperate to find your high. ‘you can drop the act, get me there baby..’ escaped you as higuruma doubled down his efforts. 

“the next case starts in five minutes, my love…” 

he murmured against your cunt, one of his hands sliding underneath the zipper of his fabric to tug at himself. his lax eyes wandered up to your face, dependent on how you felt– needed you to feel heavenly in the next five minutes or there were going to be repercussions– 

the way the men would walk into the silken courtroom, see both of you against his desk; oh jesus you don’t know what would that get you; but it got you off enough that you spasmed around his tongue. a harsh groan sounded from underneath you, higuruma mucking the inside of his trousers with cum and you sighed contently as the stain formed. 

let’s see how long until the judge notices.

❝sub!nanami…❞ who is known to be submissive as long as he could take it.

who hesitantly lets you tie him up, the black and white print coaxing his wrists to struggle against and he’d periodically check his watch when he could. you knew nanami could barely read it without fully bringing his arm down and your heart expanded as he started to sweat– 

being late to work wouldn’t be the issue anymore, it was how long until he could cum from the feeling of your fingers massaging his prostate like you needed to lick them clean. 

“enough– baby, you found it, wasn’t that your mission?”

and hell yeah it was your mission. but more importantly, how long would it take for the kento nanami to break within the palms of your hands, unfiltered and raw? the man always put up a stoic front, and veiled within the calmness a sad truth that you couldn’t possibly uncover. but what would it take to completely tear that down; to see him squeeze your fingers so hard from the shock of milking his cock and prostate dry?

precum dribbled from the crown of his cock as you had him on all fours, the silk sheets getting absolutely filthy underneath him. you’d been doing this a while and every time you had the notion to stop, he’d tense and a quiet moan would bestow you. nanami was slowly starting to crack, his muscles starting to clench as he held himself up and heaved his pleasure. 

when you curled your finger downwards, he flinched violently and cum leaked out of him in long spurts– a drawn out groan sounding like music to your ears and you knew you found your technique. his hands seized each other within his tie that threaded them together as he came undone in front of you and you continued rubbing the nub that you felt inside his hole. suddenly, he was pleading– pretty little groans enunciating his words as he gasped out. 

“hold on– going to cum again..please wait–!”

could you possibly make him cum dry? that was a new mission, the thought fleeting as he buried his face into his forearm, biting down hard on himself before another groan eluded him and cum painted his chest white. maybe, you could even get him to squirt if you were careful enough.

“can’t take it– y/n..”

“please, i’m begging…need to go to work–”

and oh, if only you let up. your fingers plunged inside his hole with more fervor, two rubbing incessantly against his nub and he let out a whine– hot and urgent with his entire body convulsing each time you tapped at it. nanami arched his back forward, practically so far his ass was in the air and begging for you to take it with a graceful tongue. before you really thought about it, you decided to give it a run for its money and lap at his rim. 

his cock twitched so hard it bobbed against his tummy, hard and neglected as he whimpered out curses– some you never would’ve thought came out of his poised mouth. only when he was on missions did he talk that dirtily, curses being scared shitless by the sheer size of him and running away as soon as his voice reverberated death upon them. 

but this was an entirely different scenario. 

you nearly thought he was going to rip his tie in half if it wasn’t for his restraint, his hands opening and balling into fists every time you took a particularly long lick at his rim. your fingers never stopped their movements– needing to coax out at least one dry orgasm from him. you could savor it– get him to cry, push more than three fingers inside and just let yourself loose but you decided against it. 

instead, you pulled out completely and that got you what you so desperately craved. you could just about barely notice it, his cock pulsing and quivering but it was clear from the way he clenched around nothing for a few seconds, his whole body wrecked from the orgasm. nanami was so noisy, his forearm didn’t muffle the moans that sputtered out of him.

praises leaked from your mouth as you hovered over nanami as he gave way to his body on the bed. his legs splayed outwards and you untied his tie from his hands, rubbing the bruises that equated his wrists and kissed them softly. you littered kisses downwards onto the back of his shoulder, rubbing at his sides with gentle words protruding through the thick air– “baby, work starts soon. don’t want you to go,” which led to the murmur of agreement from the fazed man to your surprise.

❝sub!kashimo…❞ whose submissive enough that you think you made a mistake. 

you thought you had the wrong man at first– a high pitched squeak leaving him as you straddled him in the midst of his speech. he was talking too fucking much– the pretty octaves in his voice sending you into spirals. you observed the way his throat bobbed, oughting to bite and mark it with utmost importance and you couldn’t stop yourself from mouthing at it as you brought him closer to you. 

kashimo immediately whimpered out at the first contact of your lips, his own falling open as you took control of the situation. his eyes danced over the swell of your thighs hugging him, practically already hard and leaking in his pants for you as you ground down on him. 

“yes.. right there– fuck me up, y/n…” 

he sounded so fucked out already, desperate need laced within his voice as he huffed out a breath. he remained still, tensed up as you did all the work– his head tilting back and his hands digging into the plush of the couch. you really don’t remember what was happening prior; all that was on your mind was how pretty kashimo would be underneath you, gasping for air. 

your hand pressed against his bulge, hard and emitting as you pushed yourself back onto his knees, a ‘whine for me, kash–’ leaving your lips. 

cyan flashed within your sight as he brought his head back up, a muffled moan leaving him as he surged forward to let you swallow it. the purple streaks crinkled as his eyes shut, relaxing from the press of your lips against him and all he could think of how fucking malleable he was for you– how he wanted to show you everything and so much more but his head spun with electricity spanning throughout it as he practically short-circuited. 

“fuck..can’t think straight… let me help?” 

his hand pushed his robed shirt up, the waistband folding downwards and he freed himself. you wrapped your fingers around his exposed cock as kashimo encompassed his hand your own and you watched as his chest heaved while gaping down at how small it was in comparison.

how small they looked compared to his cock that sat flushed within. 

his once haughty regard had been replaced with pure need, a pout fringing his face and you kissed at it which made him melt in your arms as you started to slowly drag your hand against him. kashimo’s fingers tightened, his nails raking into your skin as his mouth opened in your kiss with a raspy whimper. he arched into you, his hips stuttering to your touch as you thumbed the beaded head. 

you never knew how pliant kashimo was– whether he wanted to take you with the anger that resided in his preservation or if he wanted you to fully just flip the switch. and it seemed like you were in for it. from the surface he seemed so unruly, relinquishing his hold on himself as soon as you licked a mark into his neck. and god, did he look so pretty with a necklace of them. 

breathy moans reached the shell of your ear as he managed to bury his face within your neck, too sensitive to watch you pump his cock shallowly now. 

and suddenly kashimo was begging into the salt of your skin as you quickened your pace. his fingers clenched around the cushions and shot up to hold you steady as the other ones around your hand and his cock followed the pace. he shuddered– shook so bad that you couldn’t possibly escape the thought that this was the sorcerer who cavorted with the sky’s limit, reduced to nothing but a shaking mess when his cock was played with. 

“f-feels so good, mm– need you so bad.”

“let me sink into you– please, i’ll be so good for you.”

you contemplated it, how good it’d feel to squeeze around him and pin him down by his shoulders against the velvet. how you could bury your hands into his hair and unravel the small bands from their tight spaces and let his turquoise hair fully down. 

how fucking delicious he would be raking his cock against your walls with fervor and all you’d have to do is watch him crumble underneath you. but with the way your fingers slicked him, it seemed like he’d cum the instant his cock vanished within your cunt. 

yeah you’d make the electrified man cum from the static of your fingers instead.

❝sub!toji…❞ who isn’t submissive– unless you paid him.

his chest would heave, eyes unfocused on the television in the background as you adjusted the fleshlight right at the tip, leaving it there to steady yourself on your haunches. “toji, are you even paying attention?”

and you knew he wasn’t, the pliant ‘yeah, babe..’ feigning ignorance as you sunk the silicone down onto his cock, a hiss escaping him. his eyes would flit over to you, a blush spread over his cheeks and suddenly you needed more from him than just a sucked in breath. 

you needed to make him cry big sobs for the fleshlight– for your cunt and you certainly knew how to get that show. your wallet spoke wonders to the gambler, milking itself dry at times when he was around to get him to do your every bidding. so why wouldn’t it work with this type of thing?

his hands would be tucked against his chest, his legs parted for you with one knee up and your wallet empty against the bed. there wasn’t enough money in the world for toji to cry tears for you; that was fucking funny. but he could at least give you enough of a show to make you satisfied. 

“oh, right– fuuuck, y/n– squeeze it around me.”

the silicone dripped at the top, the hole of it being completely consumed by the massive length of his cock and you sat against his calf rigidly as his eyes started to flutter underneath your touch. you didn’t think he’d actually succumb to your every need but it was certainly fucking hot– to see his muscles contract underneath his black compress shirt, every square inch of him tensing with every pull and clench of the toy.

toji’d hold back too, you knew your man. soft huffs would fill the room aside from the claps from the television (you really needed to mute that), and his cock would twitch every so often as you held the fleshlight firm against him. 

your hand would stop every so often, watching his face contort with frustration just as he was getting close. he was beginning to sweat, the intensity of his orgasm drawing near and suddenly not– it made his bangs stick to his forehead and hot breaths came out of him. toji’s whole body was starting to feel hot and a faded red flushed his face and his cock; he was finally starting to feel the side effects.

the aphrodisiac in the can of soda wasn’t that potent but it sure hit him like a truck. money well spent. 

“y/n– did you drug me, shit– keep it right there…”

“please–please, i’ll do anything you say. let me fuck up into the toy…”

and you wouldn’t let him, slicking the fleshlight fully off his cock and replacing it with your mouth. you were easy on him, just letting your tongue slide up the underside and towards the crown. you could feel him squirm, bucking up into your mouth but your hands pressed down onto his hips cruelly and the rugged man actually yelped.

toji was fucking desperate now– for you to do anything, but your mouth stayed in the same place, warming him and occasionally flicking your tongue against him like a goddamn tease. his brain was fogging incoherently from the drug and defeated whines fell from his lips, his eyebrows furrowing and his jaw lax lips parted. he couldn’t do anything else but beg.

“pleaseplease oh my god, give me some relief baby…need it so bad–!” 

the sensation was too much and as soon as you hollowed out your cheeks, he was cumming down your throat with an ‘oh, god, yes–’ through gritted teeth and you practically sense the fucked out smile that sent shivers down your spine. toji swallowed his moans down the second you pulled off but a tremble wracked his body. 

and suddenly he was pleading again– his big hands taking your wrists and trying to get you to pump his cock dry and a feral expression written on his face. his words evaded him as you picked up the fleshlight again and his hips immediately reacted, twitching harshly as you sunk it back down on his reddened angry cock. his eyes slid into the back of his head, the whites of his eyes twitching as he held himself up on his forearms now. he fishmouthed a few times, trying not to muster up the wretched whines that escaped him but failing miserably. 

and how pretty toji’s whines were when he wasn’t such an arrogant asshole to you– how blissfully unaware he was from the edging he was about to endure. he had no fucking clue that your mission was about to be fulfilled, the tears soon to be rimming his eyes as he sobbed for another release. 

god, when he gets ahold of you after this– he’d make you sob.

𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔯'𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢 𝔦𝔦: might've rushed it a bit (sorry if some characters are ooc)

[solariawhispers]

Kinktober day 13: Breeding Kink with Taiju Shiba

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ--ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

plot: Taiju wants to expand the Shiba family, all in God's name.

cw: fingering, missionary, mentions of god/religion, not readproof

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When you married Taiju, you knew where you were getting yourself into. A devoted Christian would obviously want a big family, and you thought you could handle that.

You just didn't expect it to be so soon.

It's been almost one year since you both got married, and Taiju didn't spare efforts to make it clear that he wanted children. At the church; he would ask the priest for special prayers to receive the blessing of a child, sometimes scheduling private meetings so the priest would bless your womb.

At home, he would brew nettle leaf tea for you, he would often get on his knees and pray quietly with his hands clasped in front of your stomach, and you couldn't ignore that he looked exquisite when he was praying.

Apart from that, Taiju often tried to convince you with his own words. Whenever you interacted with a child, you received a load of praise on how good you are with children. When going out, Taiju pointed and smiled at the cute scenes of fathers being goofy with their children while the mothers laughed with them. Even when you were preparing a different meal or a dessert, Taiju would hug you from behind, his hands tracing something invisible on your stomach.

"Children are blessings from the Lord." He murmured to you, burying his nose in your neck and kissing your sensitive skin.

The idea of getting pregnant became more and more acceptable to you. Things were going great at Taiju's restaurant, and he promised to hire more people to work at your house to help you once the baby was born. Besides, children were already part of your plan anyway, you would simply accelerate the process.

And now you decided to take matters into your own hands; getting your beauty routine done and putting on a red satin camisole to set up a sensual mood, dimming the lights and scattering rose petals everywhere. You heard Taiju's heavy footsteps approaching, and you ran to the door to greet him.

"Welcome home, love." You purred, taking off his jacket and hanging it neatly. Taiju immediately noticed the atmosphere, scooping you up in his arms to kiss you. You could smell his cologne mixed with tobacco, and just his scent already had you tingling.

Taiju carried you to the bedroom, laying you down on the bed and closing his eyes to take a deep breath for a moment, then looking at you with his usual reverence.

"Heaven sent." He muttered, kissing you slowly but ardently, his hands cupping and squeezing the softest parts of you. Taiju slid the straps of your camisole down your shoulders, hungry for the sight of your perky tits, your already stiff nipples begging to be sucked by him.

His golden eyes burned into you as he peered up at you one last time before mouthing your breast, switching from left to right greedily. You were already writhing beneath him, squeezing your thighs together for some friction. Taiju slid up the hem of your camisole, groaning quietly at the sight of your bare pussy.

He inserted his ring finger into your mouth, coating it with your saliva before slowly easing it into you. Taiju liked to finger you using the finger with his wedding band on – a reminder that you belonged to him, according to the law of mankind and the law of God.

You mewled, the combination of his hot mouth suckling on your nipples and his finger pumping into you was already melting your brain.

Taiju stopped his ministrations, earning a desperate whine from you. He quickly got rid of his clothing, positioning himself between your legs and letting his tip bump against your clit. You hissed, and Taiju spread your legs wider before finally burying himself into your cunt, cupping your face in his hands to kiss you fervently.

"The Lord is always generous." He rasped, thrusting deliciously slow and deep inside you. "For He sent you to be my wife, to bear my child."

You trembled, moaning against his lips. Your hands touched Taiju's strong chest, your fingertips tracing the verses of Kenji Miyazawa tattooed on his skin.

"I've been imagining you pregnant with my child for so long," Taiju continued, his pace accelerating gradually. "Only the Lord knows how much I prayed for Him to bless us with the fruit of our marriage."

You could barely process his words, your mind clouded by pleasure. Your body was focused on taking his cock – his warmth, his texture, the feeling of his veins and the way his tip would rub against your g-spot. It didn't take long for you to squirm, crying out as you came on Taiju's dick.

"Yes, my blessing, just like that." He praised, his golden eyes shining with satisfaction. Your face burned, and you wrapped your thighs around his hips, leaving him with no choice but to chase his own ecstasy.

Taiju's mind was also focused on his fantasies of you pregnant; your swollen stomach, your breasts full of milk, your round face and plump body, just for him. The thought of fucking you during pregnancy made him speed up his thrusts, the impact making your body bounce.

"Fuck, yes, Taiju, knock me up!" You moaned out loud, encouraging him. His orgasm tore through him, making him grunt and groan as his cock spilled deep inside your cunt.

Taiju cupped your face again, this time to look into your eyes and press the tip of his nose against yours. He gave you a soft, tender kiss and lied down next to you, spooning you into the fortress of his embrace.

"You're gonna be a wonderful mother." Taiju crooned, caressing your stomach. "I know it. Nothing happens by chance, God has a plan for all of us and you're part of his plan for me. You're my purpose."

Taiju held you closer and you melted inside, allowing the thoughts of a big, happy family with him to install in your mind.

You would give him as many children as he wanted, just as God intended.

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Kinktober day 12: Pearl Necklace with Erwin Smith

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plot: you decide to pay a little visit to Commander Erwin, a visit that he will remember for a very long time.

cw: blowjob, from behind, not readproof, reader is quite a minx lmao

a/n: this is different from the usual pearl necklace kink... hope yall enjoy it anyway :3

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You walked into the Survey Corps headquarters with confidence, knowing exactly where Erwin's office was. Whether the Scouts didn't know why you were there or they simply ignored why, you couldn't really care less.

No one would dare to question Commander Erwin.

"Come in." Erwin uttered after you knocked on his door. You entered his office and he was sat at his desk, looking tired. The candlelight made his blue eyes look like oceans, fixated on your figure.

You locked the door behind you and with a foxy smirk, you took off your trench coat – your only piece of clothing – and now only a pearl necklace was on your body, a gift that Erwin gave you on your last birthday.

It was visible that the Commander swallowed dry at the provocative sight of you, and you slyly made your way towards him.

"Missed me, Commander?" You purred, bending slightly to get closer to his face.

"You can't get into my office and do this, you know." Erwin whispered nervously, his breath already hitching. "What if someone comes to talk to me and they catch you?" He warned you, trying to sound stern but his voice was already shaky.

"In this case, we must be quick, huh?" You smirked, giving him an ardent, sloppy kiss and smearing him with your lipstick. Erwin sighed into your mouth, knowing that this was the kind of battle he couldn't win.

You unfastened his belt and brought his trousers down, getting on your knees. Erwin leaned back, instinctively gripping his cock to give himself a few strokes, but you stopped him.

"I'll take care of you now. You just relax and enjoy yourself, Sir." You rasped, the honorific making his cock throb.

Your mouth watered and you started with his tip, giving it slow licks and long kisses, your eyes on Erwin to watch his reactions. He bucked his hips a couple of times, longing for the heat of your mouth. You couldn't ignore how scrumptious the Commander was, and the way that the veins of his cock seemed to pop. Your lips parted and you finally took him into your mouth.

Erwin hissed, his head falling back as your hot mouth enveloped him. You weren't shy, using your tongue and lips to please him without caring about the noise. The sight of the Commander so drunk with the pleasure you gave him got you soaked, and you used your hand to enhance his satisfaction.

His jaw tightened and you were smug inside, knowing that you were the one who could push his buttons. It was thrilling to be the architect of his ruin, to be the one who could make the Commander lose his composure.

"Enough, I need you. Now." Erwin groaned, burying his hand in your hair and pulling his hips away. You complied because you needed him too, looking into his icy blue eyes as you slowly pulled your mouth from his dick.

Lazily, you bent over his desk and arched your back, already biting your lip in anticipation. Erwin pushed into you slowly, intently stopping to enjoy every time you clenched around him. Your drool on his cock made it easier for him to push himself balls deep into you.

You moaned out loud, and Erwin thrusted in a punishing rhythm. He grabbed the necklace from your nape and pulled it back until it tightened your neck, choking you. You gripped the edge of his desk for dear life, mewling his name when he let you recover your breath.

Now Erwin had a fistful of your hair, and you didn't need a mirror to check yourself: your hair was a mess, your lipstick smudged across your mouth and your drool on your chin; you felt like a slut, his slut. You felt that heat building up, and you knew that the Commander wouldn't last much longer either.

"Erwin!" You cried out, looking back at him. His usually combed hair was tousled, a few golden strands on his forehead, gluing to his skin from the sweat.

"I know, I know-" He crooned, his hand on your hip strenghtening its grip. "Give it to me, let go."

The Commander had barely finished his sentence when you came, screaming his name and incoherent words out loud. You were dizzy, your body went limp on his desk. Erwin gave you a few more erratic thrusts before his orgasm knocked him out, his chest glued to your back as he grunted in your ear.

When you both recovered your breaths, Erwin eased himself out of you, sighing at the mess his office were now. He wrapped your trench coat around your shoulders, shielding you from the cold as he helped you to sit on his lap.

"You're insane." He chuckled, shaking his head. Erwin kissed your forehead, lulling you in his arms. "Don't do this again, ever. You put my reputation at risk, got it?"

"Yes, Sir." You nodded and smiled shyly at him, but oh you were lying.

You were definitely going to do it again.

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Kinktober day 11: Dom Bottom + Sub Top with Fuegoleon Vermillion

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plot: Fuegoleon teaches you something about discipline... in the best way possible.

cw: dom/sub dynamics, a little bit of aftercare and lovey dovey shit, not readproof

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It would be an ordinary day at the Crimson Lions headquarters if you weren't with Fuegoleon right now, trying your best to ride him as he wanted you to.

"Come on. Use your hips, not your thighs." He instructed, giving your ass a smack. You gasped, immediately shifting your posture and rocking your hips to take his cock. It was so deep, making you see stars everytime you rolled your hips.

Fuegoleon seemed satisfied with the way you were riding him. He was lying on his large bed, hands laced behind his head leisurely, watching you intently with his violet eyes. You, on the other hand, had to use all of your willpower to keep your hands behind your back, as Fuegoleon commanded you to.

When you offered him your submission, you definitely thought that he would simply tie you up and have his way with you. But Fuegoleon liked to see people overcoming their own limits, and that applied to you as well. He decided not to tie your hands, because he wanted you to rely on your self-control only.

"Fuegoleon, can I touch you? Please..." You whined, desperate to touch his hot skin and his chiseled torso. But he shook his head, his gentle voice coming out assertively.

"Not yet, my dearest." He crooned, his purple eyes focused on you. You whimpered but obeyed, and Fuegoleon groaned in satisfaction, tracing the curve of your waist slowly. "You're being so good, darling. Keep going, show me that you really meant every word you said on our first night together."

You moaned softly, and if you had his permission, you'd kiss him right now.

"Do you remember what you said, hm?" Fuegoleon purred, one of his hands reaching to caress your face. "You promised to be mine. Mine to love, mine to guide, mine to protect."

That was the crystal clear truth. And Fuegoleon was testing you right now, testing your faith in him. That realization made you redouble your efforts, and now your ass was loudly bouncing on his thighs, and you hoped that the walls were thick enough to muffle the wanton sounds of your passionate encounter with the Crimson Lion.

"You are obedient. That's a good sign." Fuegoleon praised you again, making you feel good and want to please him even more. His cock felt too good, so deep that it would lightly kiss your cervix. You threw your head back instinctively, but Fuegoleon grabbed your chin to bring you back to the present.

"Look at me." He rasped, bringing your chin down to force you to look at him. "Do not avert your gaze unless I command you to do so."

Fuegoleon was the perfect balance of dominance and gentleness. He always spoke calmly but with undeniable confidence, and that's one of his traits you love the most. Fuegoleon never had to yell or to humiliate someone to show his superiority, always conducting things with grace.

And now you had to look at his beautiful face, to feel his burning violet gaze consuming you. It was too much, and you involuntarily clenched around him. Fuegoleon hissed, his Adam's apple bobbing at the pleasure that devoured him.

"Don't stop," He groaned, his skin becoming hotter. "Let me see your face when you come for me."

You increased your pace, your breasts jiggling shamelessly from the impact of your hips, your moans becoming louder and your face flushed with pure lust. Your orgasm wrecked you, and yet you struggled to keep your resolve and stay exactly as Fuegoleon told you.

"You look stunning-" He sighed, drunk by the vision of your euphoria. "You are stunning."

Everything painted a lewd picture, and the sight of you so wantonly twisted destroyed Fuegoleon's control. He held your hips tightly, thrusting up wildly until his release made him groan your name, his hips arching off his opulent bed.

Then, Fuegoleon gently took your hands, bringing to his chest. Now you had permission to touch him, and you didn't hesitate to give him a long kiss laced with passion and intimacy. He eagerly reciprocated, his arms wrapping around your waist and bringing you closer to him.

"My beloved." He sighed against your mouth, his fingertips tenderly mapping your facial features. "Did I exaggerate?"

"No, it felt so amazing..." You purred, still trembling from pleasure.

Fuegoleon couldn't hide a proud smile, holding you tighter and kissing the top of your head reverently. "You were perfect, my love. You are perfect, perfect for me."

You blushed, tucking your head under his chin. He traced invisible patterns on your back, his warmth lulling you into serenity.

"Now I will take care of you, my love." Fuegoleon whispered, inhaling the fragrance of your hair. He gently laid you down, his touch attentive and devoted as he touched your body. Fuegoleon kissed the valley between your breasts, descending slowly with his eyes on you. He rested his face on your stomach, closing his eyes contentedly while taking in your softness.

"You'll be a great addition to the House Vermillion." Fuegoleon whispered, kissing around your navel. "I can't wait to make you my wife."

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Kinktober day 10: Sweat with Yami Sukehiro

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plot: Captain Yami appreciates a woman who trains hard and plays hard.

cw: established relationship, cunnilingus, mating press, not readproof, long ass text

a/n: yeah I know it's almost day 15, i experienced a hell of a block but bear with me fairies, I'll keep going!!

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It was a training day at the Black Bulls. You always practiced hard not only with your magic, but with your physical combat as well. You were focused on your fight with Asta, who didn't go easy on you just because you were the captain's girl. The kid was strong as hell, and you were tired.

"Enough for today, kid." Yami's voice was close, and you turned around to see him talking to Asta. The boy smiled and ran to talk to someone else, leaving you and Yami alone.

"Hey babe," You smiled at him, recovering your breath. Yami looked at you from the bottom to the top, puffing his cigarette. He lived for the way you only used sweet names to call him, it felt like falling in love with you all over again.

You were sweaty, your hair was a mess. But Yami looked at you with that look.

He wasted no time, taking your hand and leading the way. As you passed Finral, Yami snapped his fingers and just said 'bedroom', and you both crossed the portal.

Yami instantly grabbed you for a kiss, and it was clear that he needed you. You giggled against his lips, gently pushing him away.

"Just let me bathe first, and I'll be all yours." You whispered, giving his lips a final peck as a parting gift.

Yami sighed, shaking his head. He could be big and intimidating, but when it comes to you, Yami is quite needy.

"Tsk, there's no need for that." He huffed, wrapping his arms around your waist. "Need you right now."

He pulled you closer, pressing himself against you as he kissed you again, with more urgency this time. It was hard to resist Yami, specially when he was so needy like this.

His kisses became hungrier and more greedy, leaving your lips to devour your neck. Yami shamelessly licked your sweaty skin, humming quietly against it. He was an unhinged animal and you loved it.

His hand squeezed your breast, making you hiss softly at his touch. You quickly removed your shirt, Yami tried to unhook your bra but he always had trouble with it.

"Damn stupid thing, getting in the way." He grunted in frustration, earning a giggle from you. You unhooked the bra easily, and Yami gave each of your nipples a playful bite before sucking on them with need, making you moan quietly at how good he made you feel.

Yami let go of your tits to get down on his knees, his hands pulling your pants down rapidly. On the other hand, he took his time removing your underwear, caring to inhale your scent from the fabric before putting it in his pocket.

God, he was a freak.

He gave your clit a soft greeting kiss and a gentle lick before putting your legs on his shoulders, getting up with his mouth full of pussy. You gasped loudly, trying to find something to grab for balance.

"Yami!" You squealed, trying not to hit your head on the ceiling.

His grey eyes were on you, and Yami ate your pussy with desperation, his stubble prickling your sensitive skin. He had his hands on your ass, kneading and occasionally slapping your flesh.

You whined, trembling at the way he sucked your clit. Yami was loud, producing the dirtiest munching noises while eating you out, his tongue ruthlessly lapping up. You felt your pussy clenching already, and Yami noticed it as well.

"Gonna cum on my face, baby?" He smirked, panting against your cunt. "That's what 'm talking 'bout, let me taste ya."

Yami looked so damn good between your thighs, and you couldn't help but hump his mouth, moaning his name while he groaned into your pussy, slurping your juices. His hands held you firmly in place when you lost balance, giving your ass a rough squeeze as a reward.

Before you would even calm down, your back was landing on his bed, Yami pushing your knees up to your shoulders. He took off his clothes in a hurry, his cock angrily thumping against your cunt.

Yami barely pushed just the tip inside when his eyes closed. "Shit baby, you're still clenching-" He moaned, fucking into you balls deep. Things were always intense with him, with Yami it was all or nothing; and it wasn't different when he fucked you.

You were now sweating more than when you were training, and Yami licked it off your forehead in a primal display of lust as he fucked you without restraints. "So fucking good, baby." He grunted, and you felt your climax building again; that delicious heat spreading through your pussy.

"You're gonna make me cum, Captain!" You mewled, knowing damn well that Yami's weakness was when you called him Captain during sex. Your words made him plow your pussy harder, the loud noises of skin slapping against skin were already too lewd, combined with his moans and yours.

"Fuck, don't say that." Yami gruffed, concentrating all his energy on holding himself back. It didn't help when you came on his cock, sucking him in while soaking him with your juices; your cries filling his room.

"Cum on my tits, Yami-" You panted, looking at your Captain with unbridled lust on your face. He gave you deeper thrusts, grunting and reveling in the feeling of your pussy fluttering around him.

Yami pulled out of your pussy hurriedly, aiming at your chest almost too late when his orgasm made him shake; his pulsating cock spilling all over your breasts. The sight of him stroking his dick and chasing his own climax was exquisite, almost doubling your satisfaction.

He collapsed next to you, absolutely spent. You slowly put your sore legs down, your thighs destroyed from the rough mating press that Yami had you in. Yami lit up a cigarette, an idiot smile on his face as he relaxed.

"You made quite a mess," You teased him, playfully kicking his leg. "Now I really need to bathe."

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Kinktober day 9: Blindfold with Sebastian Michaelis

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plot: you visit the Phantomhive manor and the butler shows you why the Phantomhive hospitality is the best.

cw: a tiny lil bit of degradation (?), missionary, not readproof

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When your father summoned you to travel with him, you had your expectations very low. He was interested in solidifying his business partnership with the Phantomhive family, after the infamous tragedy. You didn't know for how long you would stay at the Phantomhive Estate, but you didn't dare to show discontentment around your father.

The property was large and elegant; as soon as the carriage stopped, you and your father were immediately welcomed.

"Welcome, esteemed Lord and Lady. Pray, consider Phantomhive Manor your own abode."

You laid eyes on the man welcoming you, and you couldn't believe that such an exquisite man was just a butler.

Well, the stay at the Phantomhives would be interesting.

You were introduced to the young Lord Ciel, unable to believe that such a little child was running his family's business all by himself. Your father stayed at the study, discussing business with the little Lord, and you decided to explore the property.

The manor was like a maze, full of works of art. You were admiring one painting in particular, when a voice gave you a delicious kind of chills.

"Exquisite, would you not agree?"

It was him, staying right next to you, smelling like a trouble that you'd pay to get yourself into.

"Indeed, it is so." You replied, losing interest on the painting instantly now that he was there. "May I ask your name, gentleman?"

"Good heavens, forgive my lapse in manners!" He immediately bowed down, it amused you. "I am Sebastian, your servant." Sebastian placed a reverent kiss on your hand, and yet, it was laced with second intentions.

This wasn't your first rodeo, you were used to having fun with the servants whenever you wanted to. Usually, they were intimidated by you and your family's status, but there was something about Sebastian; it was like he didn't give a single damn about anything.

And it was enticing.

"Sebastian, what must a lady do to find some amusement in this property?" You asked coyly, fanning yourself.

"Well," He chuckled quietly, holding his chin. "I suppose that hinges on the nature of amusement you seek, my lady."

"Oh dear, why not show me a delightful surprise?" You purred, smiling flirtatiously at Sebastian.

"A surprise, hm?" He smirked, enjoying your little game. "What kind of butler would I be if I were to deny the request of such a charming lady?"

Sebastian moved with grace, and he swiftly positioned himself behind you. His gloved fingertips caressed your neck, and it was enough to set your body on fire.

You closed your eyes to revel in the delicious sensation of his touch, when a dark fabric covered your eyes. You felt it being tied on the back of your head, and right after, Sebastian picked you up in his arms.

"Allow me to escort you to your chambers, my lady." He chuckled in an almost disrespectful tone, and the fact that you couldn't see anything made your heart race like never before.

You felt your feet touching something fluffy and your dress being removed. Sebastian kissed your collarbone before helping you to lay down, spreading your legs wide.

"What an exquisite gem," He whispered, kissing your lips with unhurried desire. You gasped loudly at the feeling of his tip rubbing against your sopping pussy, your hands searching his arms for support; just to find that he still had his clothes on. "Careful now." Sebastian purred, easily grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head. "We would not want our guest with restraint marks on her wrists, would we?"

Your mouth was dry, your face was hot and you were at the mercy of a servant. If you weren't lustdrunk, you would be outraged.

Sebastian eased himself inside your cunt, groaning as quietly as he could. You, on the other hand, moaned out loud at every inch stretching you, knowing that you wouldn't last.

"Oh my, not exactly quiet, are we?" He dared to taunt you, chuckling. His thrusts started slow, gradually changing to a quick pace as you tightened around him.

You shamelessly drove your hips against him, biting your lip hard at the way he fucked you. Sebastian enjoyed how desperate you were, and you could swear you could feel him growing bigger at every reaction from you.

"Scream for me now, my lady." Sebastian rasped, his thrusts became deliciously punishing, making it easier for you to melt. It took almost no time to make you come, his dick hitting your most sensitive spots.

Sebastian fucked you for a few more minutes after you came, only for his own amusement. Then, you listened to him grunting quietly as his cock poured out inside you.

He let go of your wrists and carefully pulled out of your cunt, you whimpered at the loss of his dick and at the way you were indecently dripping.

"I cannot leave you in such a state, my lady." Sebastian uttered, gentlemanly as always. "I shall run a bath for you immediately."

You sighed contentedly, almost kicking your feet at how good Sebastian was making you feel.

"What about the blindfold?" You asked out of curiosity, expecting a lighthearted response.

"Keep it on." Sebastian whispered into your ear, making you shiver. "I have other plans for you during your bath, my lady."

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Kinktober day 8: Car Sex with Hange Zoe

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plot: Dr. Hange takes you out on a date and shows you how she can get the job done.

cw: modern AU, fingering, possible tw for body hair, not readproof

a/n: hange brainrot raaahhh 🗣🗣🗣🗣

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Ever since you got the job as a hospital receptionist, you couldn't take your eyes off Dr. Hange Zoe, the coroner. Despite the morbid nature of the segment of her work, Hange carried herself with lightness and a good mood, something that captivated your heart. You didn't act like you were intimidated by her position, and it amused her.

So when she took the initiative to ask you on a date after months working with you, you couldn't believe your luck.

Hange took you to a nice restaurant, insisting that it was her treat, and the thought of being spoiled by her made you melt inside. So you dressed to impress, getting all dolled up with your best dress and perfume for the occasion.

Later, Hange walked with you to her car, ready to take you home. Her slender fingers lacing with yours stirred something in your loins, but you chose to ignore that feeling - it wasn't time for it yet.

Or so you thought.

In the car, her hand would always brush against your thigh casually, almost accidentally. You would catch Hange looking at you with desire everytime she stopped at a traffic light, her eyes darting back to the street when she saw you were noticing her glances.

Then you acted.

When the car stopped at another red light, you leaned in and took Hange's face in your hands, giving her a long and gentle kiss. And when you broke the kiss to catch your breath and look at her, Hange chuckled, her fingers caressing your cheek.

"My, I thought you would never kiss me!" She teased you, her thumb playing with your bottom lip. Your face reddened, and it only amused her even more. "Hold on, sweetie, I'll park the car somewhere where we can have more privacy, hm?"

Hange drove to an almost empty parking lot, except for a few cars there, and you wondered if there were people making out in their cars too.

Your thoughts were interrupted when Hange brought your face to hers, kissing you with a sensual and deliberate slowness. The feeling of her tongue touching yours made you moan softly into the kiss, and you quickly gave in, your hands on her thighs as she kissed you, already making you wet.

You parted your legs instinctively at the feeling of her hands sneaking under the hem of your dress and stroking your thighs, but when she hooked a finger around the waistband of your panties, you froze. Noticing your sudden distress, Hange pat your knee gently, her eyes showing concern.

"What's wrong, angel? Do you want me to stop?"

"Hange... I, um... it's just..." You sighed. This was embarrassing. "I... didn't shave, Hange. I didn't think we would... do it tonight."

She blinked. Then laughed, rubbing a soft circle on your knee.

"Oh, silly! Do you think that some hair is going to stop me? My, actually you insult me if you underestimate me like that!" Hange placed her hand over her heart, pretending to be offended.

"So... you really don't mind?"

"Not at all." She said in a gentle and assertive tone, her hand on your knee was firmer. "Unless you don't want to. Do you want it, sweetheart?" Hange rasped, leaning close enough to see your reaction.

"Y-Yeah, Hange, I want it..." You answered, desperation coating your words.

"Then show me how much you want it, angel."

You don't have to be told twice. This time, you kiss her with fervor and urgency, her tongue deliberately invading your mouth to taste you. Her hands were on your waist, sliding up to your breasts where your nipples were already poking out through the fabric of the dress. Her thumbs rubbed your nipples and you whimpered, needing more. Deftly, Hange slid the straps down your shoulders, her mouth watering at the sight of your exposed breasts.

"Look at you... have you been hiding this beauty all this time?" She praised you, cupping the mounds in her hands and gently kneading your flesh. You could only let out a soft moan in response, your body trembling with need when she leaned forward and started to suck.

Hange was skillful, sucking your nipples in perfect timing, always playing with the other that wasn't in her mouth. Her free hand was between your thighs, teasing your pussy through your panties. It didn't take long for you to get soaked and even more needy, squirming in your seat in search for more friction.

"You're such an impatient little thing, aren't you?" She chuckled, letting go of your nipple with a lewd pop from her mouth. "Backseat, baby."

Hange watched with amusement as you crawled to the backseat, your dress ruined from her advances. You grabbed the hem of your dress and lifted it up to your waist, making it easy to spread your legs. She bent over to get as close as she can to your pussy, yanking your panties down with sensual impatience.

Taking her sweet time, Hange gently stroked your pussy lips with her thumbs, opening your folds just enough to drink in the sight of your wet, pulsating cunt. She lightly circled your clit, letting out a quiet chuckle in approval at the way your breath quickens.

"So sweet, so pretty." She whispered, and you couldn't tell if she was talking about you or your cunt. Hange gently caressed your bushy mound, silently praising you for your beauty. She started kissing your inner thighs, playfully nipping at the most sensitive parts. Her teasing didn't stop, her lips pressed soft kisses very close to your pussy but never touching where you needed the most, leaving you aching for her mouth and bucking your hips in an attempt to take what you want.

With a low chuckle, Hange gracefully removed her glasses, putting them somewhere without looking away from you from between your thighs. "Fine, fine, I'll give you what you want."

With that, her tongue licked a long stripe from your entrance to your clit, circling your throbbing flesh with calculated slowness. Soon her lips wrapped around your clit to suck it with vigor, her beautiful brown eyes registering your every reaction. You moaned and squirmed, grinding your pussy on Hange's mouth and blushing at the slurping sounds filling her car.

When she noticed your orgasm starting to build, Hange introduced her middle finger and gave a few pumps, getting you ready for more. You clenched greedily, making her add another finger. She moaned on your clit with delight and approval, the vibration of her voice enhancing your pleasure.

"Come for me right now, angel."

Her words were mumbled against your clit, and her fingers curled inside you just in time. It felt like you blacked out for a second, her tongue hungrily lapping at your juices. When you came back to your senses, you could see the faintest tint of pink on her cheeks, her eyes watching you with amused pride and desire.

"You did so well for me, my sweet girl." Hange praised you, lazily stroking your thigh. Her fingers slowly left your pussy and she licked them off, tasting you. You sighed lovingly at her, your pupils becoming heart-shaped.

"Thank you, Hange." You whispered, your voice shaky from the intensity of your euphoria.

"Don't thank me yet, dear." She purred, helping you to fix your dress. "That was just an interlude. I'll take you home, and once we get there, I'm going to enjoy you for the rest of the night."

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Kinktober day 7: Body Writing with Levi Ackerman

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plot: Captain Levi is successfully distracted by you, instead of filling out reports, he finds something more fun to do with the pen.

cw: married life, canonverse, cussing (it's Levi, duh!), not readproof, kinda long lol

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It was a rainy night, the Scouts were all sleeping in their tents after a long, tough mission. All of them except for you and Levi, who was dealing with paperwork and filing the reports.

And you, bored as hell, wanted to distract the Captain a little bit.

"Are you gonna spend the whole night looking at those stupid papers?" You asked, standing in front of him and placing your hands dangerously close to his paperwork.

"Fucking stop it." Levi warned, not daring to look up at you and lose his resolve. You had this annoying superpower of destabilize him, your relationship was proof of that.

"Or what?" You smirked.

"Tch. You're insufferable." He sighed, trying to ignore you.

"And you're boring." You teased, trying to get a reaction from him.

You grabbed a spare pen nearby, rolled Levi's sleeve up and wrote 'boring' on his forearm.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He groaned in frustration, immediately using his tissue to erase your writing. "You must be out of your damn mind."

"What's the matter, Captain?" You smiled coyly, pretending not to know what you did wrong. "Are you ticklish?"

"Fuck you." Levi retorted, not to insult you, but to mask how flustered he was. How flustered you made him.

"That's your job, Captain!" You sang, and he rubbed his eyes. At this point, Levi simply gave up on his paperwork.

"You want attention, huh? Fine, I'll give you the attention you want."

Levi used his pen to write on your forearm too. 'The most annoying brat to ever exist in this shitty world' in his calligraphy. "There. Satisfied?"

"You're no fun." You pushed his patience further, rolling your eyes. "What happened to 'my beautiful wife' or anything? Oh Levi, I thought that you loved me!" You dramatically placed the back of your hand on your forehead, pretending to pass out; just to fall on his lap.

"Tch." He sighed, holding you in his arms. "You're a pain in the ass, did you know that?" Levi cussed, but his soft and reverent tone betrayed his foul mouth.

You pressed your lips to his jawline, inhaling the delicious scent of his post-shave lotion. "I know that's not what you actually want to say." You whispered against his skin, causing his jaw to tighten. "If you don't wanna say it out loud... just write it."

Levi paused, as if thinking about his next step. Then, he removed your shirt, gasping quietly at the sight of you with your bra. On your cleavage, he wrote 'I love you', plain and simple. He blew out the ink, kissing where he had written when the ink was dry.

And you couldn't deny that it was hot as hell.

You got up from his lap, taking off your pants, your bra and everything in the way. The Captain immediately got the hint, his arm wiping out everything that was on the desk. Then he got undressed as well, easing you on the edge of his desk.

No matter how many times Levi fucked you, it always felt like your first time together. He would always pant and gasp, kissing up your chest as your pussy tortured him.

"So fucking mean," He grunted, stopping his thrusts every once in a while just to feel you sucking him in, just to listen to your moans and whimpers.

With the pen in his hand, he wrote 'mine' on your right hip and 'my wife' on the right. The sight made you feel feverish, and it didn't help when Levi pushed your leg up just to fuck you harder.

"Oh shit, Levi-" You panted, sucking air through your teeth.

"I know, I know." He rubbed your thigh, squeezing his eyes closed. "Do it, cum for me now, beautiful."

His wish was your command, and you came hard on his cock, trapping him inside of you. Levi moaned and buried himself into your cunt, kissing you fervently as you milked him dry.

He was the first to come back to his senses, rubbing the sweat off his forehead. "You're gonna knock me out one of these days," Levi sighed, chuckling quietly.

And then his eyes captured the chaotic picture of papers scattered everywhere, his personal belongings and even his tea set.

"Tch. You're always leaving a mess behind for me to clean up."

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[solariawhispers]

Kinktober day 6: Jealousy fuck with Madara Uchiha

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plot: Took you long enough to understand that no other clan treasures love more than the Uchiha.

cw: jealousy, arguing, dirty/possessive talk, against the wall, begging, not readproof, kinda long

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You were close to Hashirama and Madara for as much as you could remember your whole life. The boys always treated you as an equal, including you in every adventure and conversation.

The adult life has changed your dynamics, but not your bond. Hashirama supported and encouraged you to confess your feelings for Madara, taking pride in being your cupid. The Uchiha didn't open up easily, but he felt the same for you – and it was more than sincere.

So, who could blame him for reacting the way he did when he saw you giving a letter to Hashirama? So carried with giggles and secret little whispers, something private between you and Hashirama that he was left out of it. And worse of all, doing it behind his back.

Yes, because when you left that morning, you said you were only going to run some errands, but his Shinobi senses made him follow you.

And now you were back at the Uchiha compound, trying to calm Madara down.

"I'm going to kill Hashirama! I swear on my very life that I will!!" He roared, destroying everything as his wrath blinded him.

"Madara, please, it's not what you think, I-"

"You." Madara pointed his finger at you, his tone lowered, but didn't show any less anger. "For how long have you been betraying me? With my best friend!" He thundered the last sentence, and now you were the one who was furious.

"Hey, you better fucking listen to me now!" You shouted. Madara never saw you so furious before, his lips parted in surprise. "I'm helping Hashirama with Mito Uzumaki, okay? They've been exchanging letters and I've been helping them." You sighed, rubbing your temples in distress.

"Is that so?" Madara inquired, still not convinced. "Then why did you lie about it? Do you think I'm an idiot? Do you think that you can underestimate my intelligence like that without consequences?" He gritted his teeth, you could swear that a vein in his forehead was popping.

"Because Hashirama asked me for secrecy, you jerk!" You blurted, this situation making you lose your mind. "But to answer your question, yes, I think you're an idiot." You spoke cynically, defying him. "How could you think that I was cheating on you, specially with Hashirama?? Can't you see that you're my love? Can't you see that you're the only one in my heart ever since we were kids?"

"Say that again." Madara urged, and you could see that the mood shifted. He got closer to you, and instead of the almost palpable wrath, there was something soft about him now.

"That again." You retorted with a smirk, intentionally trying to get on his nerves.

"Fair enough. If that's how you want to dance, so be it." He grinned.

Madara scooped you up in his arms, pressing you against a wall to kiss you voraciously, his hands holding your hips in place. It didn't take long for him to start grinding against you, his pants tightening around his already aching cock.

The anger quickly melted into longing for both of you, and you were squirming in an attempt to get more friction.

"Do you want me?" Madara groaned, the tip of his nose caressing your neck as he inhaled your perfume.

"Yes," You rasped, looking into his Sharingan eyes. "Right now."

Madara doesn't have to be told twice. He quickly pulls his pants down, and then drags your panties to the side, aiming his tip at the perfect angle. The Uchiha made sure to enter you slowly, savoring every squeeze you gave him at every inch stretching you.

"That's my girl." He grunted, you knew he wasn't talking about you. "She knows who she belongs to. Gripping me like she wants to fucking kill me, oh fuck."

You mewled, already panting. Madara was rutting into you as if he would die if he didn't.

"I swear I'll kill the bastard who dares to think about stealing you from me." The Uchiha huffed, grabbing your chin to make you look up as he dragged his tongue up your neck. "You're mine. Nobody else can touch you, they're gonna have to fucking kill me first." He flashed you his typical arrogant grin, making you clamp down on him.

"Say that you're mine if you want to come." Madara hissed, kissing you ardently.

"I-I'm yours," You whimpered against his lips, his fierce Sharingan eyes shining at you.

"Louder." He grunted, pushing you to the brink of your undoing.

"I'm yours, Madara!" You cried out, desperate for your release. The Uchiha chuckled, biting down your neck as you threw your head back. He sighed and groaned, too overwhelmed by pleasure to remember to command your orgasm.

You inevitably came, moaning out loud as he was undone with you, his breath hitching as he filled you up.

Madara let you calm down from your euphoria, carefully pulling out of you and sitting you on a chair nearby. You brought his face closer to a kiss, then looked into his beautiful eyes.

"You better clean up this mess now or else you're gonna sleep on the couch for a whole week."

He chuckled. Madara knew better now, he wouldn't argue with his one and only.

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[solariawhispers]

Kinktober day 5: Sex Toys with Pieck Finger

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plot: when Pieck gives you a chance, you wanna show how thankful you are.

cw: college AU, 69, not readproof

a/n: wuhluhwuh!!!!!

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You had your eyes on Pieck ever since her first day at the university. She was brilliant, hardworking and gorgeous, and you were dying to get to know her better.

So you were more than thankful when she accepted to attend the party at your sorority. Surprisingly or not, Pieck wasn't interested in the party, the drinks or the people, though. She went upstairs, disappearing into one of the bedrooms and you followed her.

The door was open, and Pieck was examining the bookshelf, muttering to herself. "Dostoyevsky, Kafka, Camus... yeah, looks like someone here can actually read."

"Do you like them?" You asked shyly, entering the bedroom and closing the door behind you.

"I'm an avid reader, so, yes." Pieck replied, her tired eyes softening at the sight of you. "Are they yours?"

"No, they're my roommate's, actually..." You answered, scratching the back of your head and looking away from her. "She likes to read the classics, I'd rather read some romance or fantasy."

Pieck shrugged, you couldn't tell if she was disappointed or if she simply didn't care.

She sat on the edge of your bed, resting her chin on her hands, looking at you with an expression that you couldn't decipher. "Tell me... why did you invite me to this party?" Pieck asked directly, her bluntness catching you off guard.

You gulped, trying to come up with a reasonable answer better than "because I have a crush on you".

You failed.

"Because, I... um..." You stammered, blushing. "I... wanted to... get to know you better."

Pieck laughed softly while redoing her ponytail, and oh god, she was so beautiful.

"Well, here I am." She smiled, lifting her head up and examining you. "Ask me whatever you'd like."

And just when you were formulating your first question, Pieck grabbed your pillow to hold but something caught her eye.

Oh shit.

You were playing with yourself last night and forgot your dildo under your pillow. You didn't even consider the possibility of Pieck visiting your room, and now you were embarrassed as fuck.

"Uh... sorry about that, I..."

You stepped closer to put it away, but Pieck stopped you.

"Wait," She insisted, much to your shock. "Do you really use this kind of thing? You look so... innocent."

It was your turn to laugh, your embarrassment giving place to flirtatious confidence.

"Innocent? Me?" You smiled coyly, now sitting next to her. "I'm an actual freak, if you wanna know."

Pieck chuckled, putting your pillow aside. "Oh yeah? Is that what you meant when you said you wanted to get to know me better?" She teased you.

"No, unless you want to interpret it that way."

When you saw it, you were making out with her, hands sneaking under her sweater to touch her warm, soft skin. Pieck, on the other hand, had her hands boldly undoing your blouse.

"Show me how good that toy makes you feel." She rasped into your ear, then took off her sweater. You took your clothes off, enjoying the way Pieck looked at you.

Your legs were spread and now you were fucking yourself with the dildo in front of Pieck, who leaned closer to kiss you. Her hands squeezed your tits and her fingers pinched your nipples, bringing you more pleasure than you could ever fantasize about.

"Let me help you." She whispered, gently placing your hand aside and grabbing the base of the dildo to fuck you. Her hand pumped into you slowly, gradually increasing the pressure of her tempo. You whined, overwhelmed by the fact that Pieck was with you now.

"Pieck, feels so fucking good... you're gonna make me cum," You mewled, and Pieck doubled her efforts, massaging your clit with her middle finger to enhance your pleasure. You were easily undone by her, your hips jolting with the strength of your orgasm. She gave you a long and passionate kiss, rewarding you.

"Such a good girl." Pieck praised you, pulling the dildo out of you gently. "Taste yourself, angel." She purred, and you obediently opened your mouth, sucking the dildo without looking away from her. The vision was lewd, and Pieck knew it.

When you had enough of sucking it, you wanted to taste your lover now. You kissed her neck, inhaling the scent of her perfume. "Pieck, ride my face, please." You rasped against her skin, earning a soft chuckle from her.

The sight of her ass positioned over your face already had you sighing, and when her pussy covered your mouth, you almost came at the feeling of her taste. She moaned, grinding her hips a few times before bending over to eat your pussy. Pieck was skillful, making you lift your hips in a needy attempt to get more.

You moaned and whimpered against her pussy, eating her sloppily while she, on the other hand, knew exactly when to alternate between tongue and lips, and when to use both at the same time. She only stopped eating your pussy when she wanted to speak.

"Fuck me with that cock, darling" Pieck hissed, and you gladly obeyed. You rubbed her clit with the tip of the dildo before teasing her entrance, taking your time. She moved her hips in an impatient attempt to be fucked already, and you felt bold enough to slap her ass.

"You're not as patient as I thought," You teased her, finding the perfect angle before finally easing the dick inside her, watching closely how hungry her grip was. Pieck moaned out loud, digging her fingers into your thighs.

"Oh, fuck." She hissed, shoving her head between your legs again. Pieck started to eat you with more yearning, while you multitasked between fucking her and licking her clit.

It was an exquisite cycle of lust, where the pleasure of one led to the other's delight.

You noticed from the way that Pieck was grunting into your pussy and the way that she moved her hips that she was close, and you were dying to let her cum all over your face. You worked harder, chasing her climax as if it was your own, her sighs and raspy moans being your fuel.

She was overwhelmed, pulling away from your pussy to gasp for air. Her hips were quivering, and when you noticed how close she was, you pulled the cock out of her, devouring her pussy right after so she would cum right in your mouth.

You groaned and ate her like it was your last meal, pushing your tongue into her to feel her pulsating. Pieck moaned your name out loud, grinding her pussy on your face as she came.

She collapsed right there, her face on your thighs and a soft smile on her face. She was even more beautiful after sex, and you idly traced her body with your finger, feeling proud of yourself for pulling such an extraordinary woman.

Your shared moment of laziness was interrupted by knocks on the door, and to your surprise, Pieck was the one who speaked up.

"Get out!" She exclaimed, making you laugh. "I'm busy with my girl here."

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[solariawhispers]

Kinktober day 4: Double Penetration with Choso Kamo and Mahito

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plot: your favorite cursed spirits learn hands-on that sharing is, indeed, caring.

cw: Mahito is the warning, cunnilingus, piv, anal

a/n: Mahito stans, assemble!!

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You couldn't deny that life was quite good in Dagon's domain. Living in an always sunny beach, without having to worry about pedestrian things like paying the rent or always keeping an umbrella in your purse just in case of rainy days was a luxury that many people would kill to have.

Part of you still questioned how did you let a cursed spirit like Mahito convince you to leave the life as you knew behind to live with him and his curse friends.

But Mahito made up for it by being an extraordinary lover, one touch and he knew exactly what you needed.

And here you were, laying on the lounge chair with your legs wide open, and Mahito eating you out, for fun. You had your eyes closed, but the sound of someone else's voice broke your erotic spell.

"Mahito, I..."

It was Choso, who wanted to talk to Mahito and now was paler than ever. Mahito, on the other hand, didn't even move an inch away from your pussy.

"I- erm... I'm sorry," Choso immediately apologized, nervously scratching the back of his head. He was always so beautiful, and yet you couldn't think of praising Choso out loud, Mahito's possessiveness was a minefield that you didn't want to touch.

Much to your surprise, he was feeling generous today.

"Choso, have you ever tasted a human girl?" Mahito asked, looking back at Choso with a smug grin.

"Um... n-no."

"Would you like to try it?"

Your heart almost stopped. You didn't know what Mahito was planning, but you hoped it wouldn't get you killed.

Choso timidly stepped forward, taking a look at you with your legs sprawled out. It was embarrassing, but it also turned you on.

"M-May I?" He asked, and you nodded quickly, smiling at him.

"Y-Yes Choso, you may."

He got on his knees and Mahito stepped aside. "Focus on this little button right here." Mahito advised, embarrassing you even further. "She loves it."

Choso started to eat your pussy slowly, gently. So different from Mahito, who usually devoured you like a madman. The latter was crouched next to you now, watching your face closely with his mismatched eyes.

"One cursed spirit isn't enough to satisfy you anymore? I think I spoiled you too much, my little pet." He taunted you, grabbing your chin and giving you a hungry kiss, modifying his tongue to reach your throat. It made you choke, and it encouraged Mahito to push further. He eventually broke the kiss only to look at your face.

"You're so easy to shake, and we barely started!" Mahito exclaimed, placing his hand on the back of your head to lift it, making you look at Choso.

"Look at him. Watch the way he so eagerly licks you." His tone lowered to almost a whisper, it was strange how used you were to his ups-and-downs.

You had no choice but to watch, and Choso's nervous gaze would meet yours. He was quietly moaning against your pussy, his golden-brown eyes were half lidded as he focused on your taste. It felt so good, but you craved more. And Mahito noticed that, caressing your face with his cold, slender fingers.

"Would you like to ride Choso just like you ride me, darling?"

You gasped, nodding eagerly.

"Yes please, I want it, please." You whimpered, making Mahito laugh.

"Well, you heard her, Choso!" He sang, looking at the pale man with his buns slightly undone. "Don't keep my little pet waiting, she's not very patient when it comes to being fucked. Right, darling?" Mahito eyed you again, grinning.

Damn bastard.

Now you had Choso laying on the lounge chair, and you slowly sinking your pussy on his cock. You moaned and gasped at every inch, and he bit his lip to suppress a noise at the feeling of you. Choso felt better than you thought, thrusting up into you avidly, he was so needy.

Meanwhile, Mahito positioned himself behind you, spreading your ass cheeks open. He had made two cocks to satisfy you before, so you weren't surprised at the easy, but still aching insertion in your ass. He snaked one arm below your breasts, and the other around your neck, choking you.

"Doesn't she look good, Choso?" Mahito huffed, moving his hips in a slow pace, a contrast to Choso's desperate tempo. "Quite a catch, isn't she? Where else would I find a pet human so willing, so responsive?" He smirked, releasing your neck to pull your hair.

Choso, on the other hand, was incapable of using words. He sighed, and grunted and moaned, his eyes squeezed shut. And you, your head spinned, it was all so surreal. You felt that familiar heat, felt yourself pulsating around the two dicks inside you.

"M'ito, I'm gonna cum..." You whimpered, and Mahito chuckled in delight, deepening his thrusts.

"Oh yes you are, darling." He purred, licking your neck. "Brace yourself Choso, this is the best part!"

You gripped Choso's shoulders for balance when your orgasm knocked you out, your moans and screams probably could be heard from any part of the beach. Your both holes clenched hard, urging Choso to cum right after you. The feeling of his throbbing cock cumming inside you made you see stars, and you mewled softly at that. Then it was Mahito's turn to fill your ass up, biting on your shoulder as he grunted.

The blue-haired curse slowly eased himself out of you, and so did Choso, who gently rolled you to lay you down on the chair again to rest. You were a mess, your thighs quivering and your whole body was sore; but Mahito would use his Idle Transfiguration to make you feel better if you asked him to.

"That was fun!" He rejoiced, stretching his arms out. "We should do this more often. What do you say, Choso?"

Choso looked at you, his face turning red. You gave him a soft, loving smile that made him blush harder.

"Y-Yeah, I'd love to."

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[solariawhispers]

Kinktober day 3: Praise Kink with Ryomen Sukuna

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plot: The King of Curses wants you to show him what you're made of.

cw: overstim., true form sukuna, riding, a bit of action with his stomach mouth, Heian era

a/n: *in sukuna's voice*: gambare gambare 🗣

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The King of Curses had many concubines, but you became his favorite for a simple reason.

You had guts.

You dared to look him in his ruby eyes, and when he summoned you for a Mahjong game just to amuse himself, you weren't afraid to come up with witty jokes and commentaries. You didn't pretend to be dumb and let him win, actually you would win many times and earn a grin from the King. But you weren't a fool, you knew how to show your personality without being petulant.

And that was true sex appeal to Sukuna.

So when you were riding one of his cocks for the umpteenth time while using your both hands to stroke the other, you knew that he wanted something from you.

Your thighs were exhausted, your hips stuttered and you were ruined, but Sukuna still wanted more.

"My lord," you whimpered, almost breathless. "Please, I can't take it anymore..."

Sukuna, who had his four arms in a relaxed position while you pleased him, now used two hands to hold your hips, the other hands went to hold your face.

"Of course you can take it, girl." He grinned, squeezing your cheeks just a little too much. "You're doing good. Come on, make your king proud."

He gave your ass a loud smack, the impact making you ride him harder.

"That's it. Don't disappoint me, woman." Sukuna brought your hips closer, the mouth on his stomach sticking its tongue out to reach your clit. You shivered, your pussy started to clench around his dick and the King smirked in approval.

"So greedy, trying to milk me, huh? Cum on my cock, my good girl."

Sukuna's words made you melt around him, he spanked your ass with both hands as some kind of punishment for doubting yourself.

"I told you that you can take it, foolish girl." His hand wrapped around your neck and brought you closer to his face, so he could give you a forceful and intense kiss.

"I don't expect less of my future queen." Sukuna crooned against your lips, his beautiful ruby eyes taking in every detail of you.

You squeezed him again just at the thought of becoming his queen. The King noticed the way you squeezed his dick, and he let out his usual arrogant chuckle.

"I can tell that even she likes the idea of becoming my queen." Sukuna smirked, his stomach tongue teasing your clit. "You might be a weak little thing, but this pussy is mean." His hand on your neck pressed just enough to turn your face red, and he chuckled again.

"Such a soft little thing. You're gonna look so good on my throne, everyone will bow down to you." He rasped, giving you a hungry kiss that made you moan into his mouth.

His arms locked around your hips and Sukuna shifted his position to an angle that put you face to face with him.

"Stay still, little one." He huffed, smirking. "You did so good for me, now let me do the rest."

You rested your forehead against his and closed your eyes as Sukuna started to pound into you relentlessly, his ruthless pace made you scream.

"Hell yes, that's my queen." Sukuna grunted, leaning his head to bite your neck. "You're gonna make me cum, pretty one. Mhm, pussy so fucking good, gonna make your king cum just for you."

You thought you would pass out at the feeling of Sukuna's throbbing cock spilling inside you, your body was overstimulated beyond the limit. But the sight of him grunting and holding you in place while he came was too pretty to ignore, it made your heart flutter.

Sukuna pulled out of you, laying you down on his enormous bed with burgundy sheets.

"Rest now," He uttered, holding your face with two of his hands while the other two rubbed your sides. "I'll tell the servants to bring you something to eat and drink."

The King got up, lazily putting on his robe. Before he left his bedroom, he turned his head to look at you with a smug grin.

"When you're recovered, I'm going to fuck you with my other cock."

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[solariawhispers]

Kinktober day 2: Aphrodisiac with Illumi Zoldyck

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plot: when your assassin husband is testing a new batch of poisons, you don't expect that he ends up testing a little something that no previous training prepared him for.

cw: established relationship, cunnilingus, fingering, on the table, missionary

a/n: god i love this man ughhh

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It was a regular day for Illumi. Periodically, he would order different poisons from all over the world to analyze, study and test them on himself before deciding what was appropriate to use in a job, and what was simply useless.

A small flask containing a golden liquid caught his attention first. Illumi never saw something similar before, perhaps it was a rare kind of poison given as courtesy to a client like him, he thought. He opened and didn't detect the smell of any lethal substance right away. "Could it be some kind of antidote?" Illumi asked himself.

He drank a decent dose, and sat down to process the effects. Heart palpitations, heat, headache and an unexpected erection. That was new, and while Illumi was pondering what kind of poison would do that to him, you arrived back home from the beauty salon.

"Illumi baby, I'm home!" You announced your presence, walking to his study where he'd work on new needles or whatever he needed for a job.

The sight of you turned a lightswitch in his brain, and Illumi awkwardly got up to walk towards you, as if you were a mystical creature that would disappear if he didn't grab you. His intense eyes scanned you, then he shoved his nose into your hair, going down your face, until he reached your neck.

"Good to see you, too!" You giggled in response, finding his behavior endearing.

How foolish.

His sniffing turned into a lick on your skin, followed by a hiss and a gentle bite below your earlobe. You trembled, and Illumi took you in his arms in bridal style, almost running to the kitchen, where he pushed the flower arrangement you liked away from the table, laying you on it.

"Illumi!" You complained, but he simply ignored. "Wouldn't you rather go to the bed instead?" You offered, but in vain.

"There's no time." He replied curtly. "I must take you right now."

With that, he deftly brought your thighs to his shoulders, you gripped the sides of the table for some balance as Illumi practically held you upside down. With one motion, he removed both your skirt and panties, sighing at the sight of your pussy. The long strands of his hair tickled your inner thighs, and he wasted no time; diving his face between your legs to feast.

"Oh my god, Illumi, so good, baby!" You moaned, and your praise made him work harder. The way he alternated between using his tongue and his lips on your clit always drove you insane. He latched his lips on your clit and slowly inserted his middle finger into you, making sure you would be wet and ready to take his cock.

Illumi pumped his finger in and out of you using a gentle and quick pace, his lips and tongue still focused on your clit. He was so good at pleasing you, and when you started to squeeze his finger, he stopped.

"You're ready." He observed, angling your hips on the edge of the table with your legs wide open. You noticed Illumi freeing his dick from his pants, giving himself a couple of strokes before rubbing his cock against your cunt. It felt so damn good when his tip rubbed your clit, his usually soft pink tip was almost crimson now, and he was harder than usual.

When his cock was fully covered with your slick, Illumi held your knees open and pushed his tip inside you, a strangled sound lumping in his throat at the feeling of you. With a slow and dragged thrust, he buried himself into you, gasping quietly when you greedily squeezed him in. He always made you feel so full, and the stretch gave you that delicious ache.

Illumi avoided eye contact during sex, he would always find a way to hide his face, even when you were on top. You've grown used to it, so you quickly tilted your head so he could hide his face in your neck. You removed his shirt, wrapping your arms around him as the assassin rutted into you erratically.

Your head was spinning, it was all too much. His sloppy and desperate thrusts, the friction of his nipples against yours, the noises he made against your neck. Illumi, who was so self-controlled and calculating even during sex, was chasing his pleasure like an animal; and that raw desperation had its effect on you too.

"'Lumi, 'm gonna cum," You mewled, lifting your hips to meet his thrusts, fucking him back. Your pussy clamped down on his cock and your thighs trembled, your eyes rolling back. Illumi was undone right after you, letting out a strangled moan as your cunt milked him, making him spill deep inside you.

He stayed inside you for a while until you calmed down, then Illumi reluctantly pulled out of your heat. He was panting, his face still buried in your neck. You, on the other hand, had your recently done hair and makeup ruined, you didn't even have to look at the mirror to know that.

"It was an aphrodisiac," He muttered to himself, slowly disentangling from your embrace.

"What, love?" You asked, confused.

"Nevermind." Illumi placed his thumb on your lips, caressing gently before giving you a soft, thanking kiss. Seeming to notice your frustration about your appearance, he gently lifted your chin to make you look at him. "I'm sorry about your hair and makeup. I promise you that tomorrow you're gonna get royal treatment at a spa, with hair, makeup, nails and everything you want. Okay?"

You nodded happily, giving him a long and gentle kiss. One could say many things about Illumi, but no one could deny his generosity, specially towards you.

He took you onto his lap, sitting on a chair at the table and carefully placing you on top of him, caging you in his arms as he lowered his head to hide his face between your breasts.

"But tonight, I'm going to need you until I'm completely satisfied."

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[solariawhispers]

Kinktober Day 1: Pussy Worship with Reiner Braun

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦

plot: you got jealous and upset about the possibility of Reiner still having a crush on Historia. However, the former Armored Titan is more than willing to prove that you're the only woman in his mind.

cw: jealousy, established relationship, cunnilingus, spitting, dirty talk, petnames, reiner being a pathetic, beautiful man as always <3

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦

When you overheard Connie and Jean teasing Reiner about still thinking of Historia, you didn't address it right away. Instead, your cheeks burned with anger and you tried your best to remain sociable towards the others at the party.

It was only at home that your husband decided to gently approach you, knowing that something was obviously wrong.

"Angel, what's the matter?"

His voice was tender, his hands on your shoulders rubbing away the tension as you faced the window, trying so hard to look away from him. But his question made you snap, you turned around to face him, fuming.

"Do you still feel anything for Historia?"

Reiner looked at you with surprise, caught off guard by the inquiry.

"What?"

You insisted, already seeing red.

"Do you feel something for Historia or not, Reiner? And don't fucking lie to me, I heard the boys making fun of you because of that."

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and ruffling his golden hair.

"Baby, listen to me." Reiner started, reaching for your hands but you crossed your arms, waiting for him to deliver a good answer. "What I felt for Historia... I was a kid, okay? It was just a teenage crush, nothing more."

You saw him getting on his knees, and your heart skipped a beat. His hand slid up from your ankle to the back of your knee, his face pressed against your thigh while he looked up at you, his amber eyes transfixed on your face.

"I... I love you. And I'm yours, only yours. I got down on my knees when I proposed to you, and I'll live on my knees for you if you want me to."

Reiner got up, and placed you over his shoulder, earning a gasp from you. He sat you on the kitchen counter, his hand on the small of your back while his other hand gently held your chin, the thumb lazily caressing your jawline like you were a work of art.

"Please, let me show you that you're the only one for me."

His lips touched yours, timidly at first, but soon his tongue was searching for your taste and his hands squeezed every part they touched, you never saw him yearning so much before.

You melted, moaning into his mouth and it drove him wild. His hands slid up your legs, lifting the hem of your dress and stroking your thighs. He had stopped kissing you to let you gasp for air, but he continued his hungry assault on your neck, leaving multiple hickeys.

"Let me taste you, please. Please darling, I need that. Please."

Reiner was begging, breathless, hungry for you. Seeing him like this got you soaked, you needed him too. So you nodded, and your man couldn't hide his joy.

His hands opened your legs as much as you could take, desperately trying to get rid of your underwear by tearing them off. Before you could think about complaining, Reiner pulled you closer to the edge of the counter, getting on his knees again to admire your pussy this time.

"Fuck, look at that... So pretty and wet for me, baby." He groaned in approval, using his thumbs to open your pussy lips, playing with your soft flesh. His eyes fluttered closed when he dragged his tongue lazily, reveling in your taste.

You moaned, and Reiner chuckled against your cunt, sucking on your clit. His lips wrapped around your clit and when he let go, he would use the tip of his tongue to tease you.

"Taste so fucking good, babe." He praised, his mouth full of pussy. "I could eat her all day if you'd let me. Mmh yeah, she tastes so fucking good."

His thumbs spread your folds open again, but this time Reiner devoured you with more vigor. You opened your eyes just to be blessed with the sight of him spitting on your pussy and lapping up again, the lewd slurping noises overriding your moans. Your fingers buried in his hair, bringing his face closer while desperately grinding your pussy on his face.

"Fuck my face just like that, baby." He grunted, munching on your clit. "That's my girl, take what's only yours, love."

You complied to his request and ground your pussy on his face without shame. You felt your pussy squeezing around nothing and you knew that you were about to cum, and Reiner knew your body too well to notice it too.

"That's it love, cum for me. Give it to me, angel. Mhm, just like that." He buried his face in your pussy, using his tongue to fuck you while rubbing on your clit with his thumb to intensify your orgasm. "Atta girl, cum on my tongue, baby."

Reiner was absolutely feral, and you would be lying if you said you didn't like it. He slowed down until your orgasm subsided, resting his head on your thigh to look at you, his face a glistening mess of drool and your juices.

"There. That's how I like to see my wife, satisfied and relaxed." Reiner smiled, giving your thigh a goodbye kiss before he got up. He tossed you over his shoulder, taking advantage of the moment to give a playful slap on your ass.

"I'm not done with you yet," Reiner smirked, even if you couldn't see his face you could visualize the bastard grinning. "You're gonna ride my face now, and you better choke me with that pretty pussy of yours."

You knew it would be a long night, and Reiner was determined to make this night all about pleasing you.

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦

[thoughtsdenubolous]

Thanks for being nice to me I’ll remember you forever

[solariawhispers]

Kinktober 2025!!

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Welcome, fairies!

Yes, I'm gonna try write for Kinktober, for the first time ever. Hope I can keep up with it, work and college make me tired as hell but all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy, right? Well, without further ado, let us proceed to what really matters! Bear in mind that each work will have its warnings and obviously, all of them are +18. Minors do not interact!

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Kinktober 2025 masterlist:

Day 1: Pussy Worship ‐ Starring: Reiner Braun

Day 2: Aphrodisiac - Starring: Illumi Zoldyck

Day 3: Praise Kink - Starring: Ryomen Sukuna

Day 4: Double Penetration - Starring: Mahito and Choso Kamo

Day 5: Sex Toys - Starring: Pieck Finger

Day 6: Jealousy Fuck - Starring: Madara Uchiha

Day 7: Body Writing - Starring: Levi Ackerman

Day 8: Car Sex - Starring: Zoe Hange

Day 9: Blindfold - Starring: Sebastian Michaelis

Day 10: Sweat - Starring: Yami Sukehiro

Day 11: Dom Bottom, Sub Top - Starring: Fuegoleon Vermilion

Day 12: Pearl Necklace - Starring: Erwin Smith

Day 13: Breeding Kink - Starring: Taiju Shiba

Day 14: Cheating - Starring: Kurapika Kurta

Day 15: Size Kink - Starring: Satoru Gojo

Day 16: Handcuffs - Starring: Toji Fushiguro

Day 17: Shower Sex - Starring: Suguru Geto

Day 18: First Time - Starring: Illumi Zoldyck

Day 19: Mirror Sex - Starring: Jean Kirstein

Day 20: Squirting - Starring: Levi Ackerman

Day 21: Monster Fuck - Starring: Mahito

Day 22: Slow Sex - Starring: Choso Kamo

Day 23: Phone Sex - Starring: Nanami Kento

Day 24: Accidental Voyeur - Starring: Sanemi Shinazugawa

Day 25: Make Up Sex - Starring: Yami Sukehiro

Day 26: Collaring - Starring: Zoe Hange

Day 27: Forbidden - Starring: Erwin Smith

Day 28: Risky Sex - Starring: Minami "South" Terano

Day 29: Cockwarming - Starring: Taiju Shiba

Day 30: Unknown Language - Starring: Kurapika Kurta

Day 31: Hatefuck - Starring: Sebastian Michaelis

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Hope you enjoy, fairies! Happy Kinktober! :P