A chuckle leaves the kitsune, dark tails swishing in delight as you fall atop his lap and wrap your arms around his neck. Whining and nuzzling into his shoulder while his clawed hand comes up to cup the back of your head. A long day indeed, one of fun and spoils all thanks to your lover.
Red nails trace along your back in an affectionate manner, brushing a variety of patterns as he eases your limp form. “Awww, poor, poor girl,” he tuts in that honeyed tone of his. One of his fluffy tails curls around your waist to hoist you closer and allows you to breathe in his floral perfumes. As sweet as his voice, well, apart from the undertone your ears, prone to all his trickery, were picking up on.
Yet for the moment you decide to push those thoughts away and instead enjoy the warm embrace of your yokai boyfriend. He has always been quite the snuggler — and after a long day of walking and surprises, it was all that you needed.
“Hmm,”
His hum leaves your brow arching, but just before you could even so much as question him — the kiss to your ear and the whisper that follows answers all of your questions.
“How about one more surprise?”
. ˚◞♡ ◞ ₊˚
It seems that the spoils had yet to come to an end, for as Lisheng claimed — you still had until midnight before your birthday was over. Oh, and he intended to use those last remaining hours to his fullest advantage in the giving of his final gift. One that brought a series of whimpers and spluttered moans from your parted mouth. Lips now smudged with the lipstick he had bought you earlier as he presses hungry kiss after kiss. Swallowing your moans just as your tight cunt swallows his pounding cock.
“Mmn, that’s it — that’s it pretty girl,” those red nails flush your skin as he grips your jaw, forcing you to face him as he continues to bounce you within his lap. He had not even bothered undressing you out of the outfit he gifted you; all he did was hoist your underwear to the side and delve right in.
“Taking my cock so well - fuck - look at that mess. . . ”
Amber eyes flutter down to the puddle between your legs, to the way your skirt hikes and clings onto your moist flesh. A clawed hand lands a firm spank to your partially exposed thigh, before squeezing it and holding you in place. All so he can fuck up into your quivering, squirting heat whilst you could barely thrash against him.
“Making such a mess all over the clothes I got you huh? Look at that, mngh. . . only care about cumming around my cock yeah? Yeah? Oh I know sweetheart, I knoowww,” Lisheng’s drawl drips with all that same honey as his hold on your jaw forces your gaze down to the onslaught between his legs. To the ring of cream around the base of his cock as you squeeze and take him in like you always do. “See that? See how she takes me? Hah. . . birthday girl’s still such a slut f’me.”
His typical clear words and poetic tongue are nowhere in sight. All that spews from his red lips are slews of filth, degradation and praise becoming one as he bounces you along his pulsing cock. Wet slapping mixing with your pathetic pleas and his slurred voice muffled by his kisses to your neck. He has long since painted your skin in bite marks, ones that he runs his long tongue over and delights when you whine at him.
In response, Lisheng grips onto your hair and yanks it back, free hand running behind to spank your ass and press your cunt fully onto him. Forcing you to take all of him and enhance your high-pitched whines. “L-Li —” you try to plea amongst your spluttered cries and noises. Lashes wet with tears that drip down your face and ruin your makeup. Yet all the kitsune does is lean in, lap at the moisture and hold your head firm.
“Words, my pretty slut.”
A particularly harsh thrust is angled to that one spot that makes your back arch and toes curl. “Mm. . . Use your words. Come on.” Wet kisses trail up your neck before sharp teeth nip at your flushed earlobe. “Or am I gonna have to fuck you ‘till you cannot even use your voice? Hmm? Oh I-I’m sure you’d love that.” His grunt turns into a few more as he abandons his hand on your head to instead grip at your waist with both. Nails digging in just as yours rakes down his shoulders. He clings to your soft flesh with a great amount of strength as he moves your body in time with his thrusts and tempered grinds. Creating an oh so intense series of motions that has your head spinning and eyes rolling back.
“B-Baby - please hngh,” you sob, limping over him. “C-Can’t — I-I can’t it’s. . . s’too much,” you manage to squeal amongst his onslaught of rough-fucking.
“I know sweetheart, I know,” another grunt as he buries his face into the crook of your neck. Lips pressed into your skin to muffle his own whimpers and loud moans. “One more okay? J-Just wanna feel this perfect cunt cum around me one more time.” His pants fan your flesh and he focuses his thrusts into one spot, limping your body from the tidal waves of pleasure and overstimulation crashing upon you.
You squeeze around him — drawing his hiss into the air as you cling onto him for dear life. Eyes fluttering, breaths bated as you whine, gasp, whimper his name out. All as you are brought higher - and higher — until the final slam of the head of his cock against your sweet spot leaves you reeling, squirming,
“L-Lisheng - Lisheng! B-Baby ah - anghh,”
and sobbing his name out as you squirt around him for the fourth time that night.
It is only then that his movements slow. Easing into a gentle grind of hips as he rides out your orgasm and cradles your twitching body riddled with overstimulation. All until his motions come to a complete standstill and he strokes a gentle hand along your face. Catching his breath from his own load that he had shot into you, that squeezes past his length still buried deep and dribbles into the puddle upon the sheets.
“That’s it, thaatt’s itt. . . good girl.” Lisheng’s croon comes with a deep lull in your ear as he slowly slides out of you, shuddering at the loss of warmth — yet chuckling at your desperate little whine. “That a whine I hear? What happened to ‘ah, ahh Lisheng baby it’s too much’?”
Your light smack to his chest vibrates another chuckle from it as he hoists you nearer and presses a few affectionate kisses along your face. Fluffy tails wrap around you, just as his strong arms do when he lifts you up into his hold and cradles you to the bathroom for an extended session of warm baths and body rubs. All while whispering sweet nothings and nuzzling into the side of your face.
“My pretty, pretty birthday girl. I do hope you enjoyed your special day.”
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𖹭. mad scientist x reader, spider monster x reader, villain x reader ‧꒰ smut, breeding!! ꒱‧
your mad scientist, spider monster boyfriend who wants to breed you so so bad but can't cause the experiments for his mutation rendered him infertile.
pathetically rutting into you again and again while you're splayed out on his desk. his labcoat undone. he's pumping another load into you. groaning your name every time.
he knows it's pointless but he'll keep going. keep biting you everywhere. he just wants to breed you. just wants to make you his.
he's fucking cum drunk on you but he'll keep messily pumping his hips. squirting more of his thick cum and whispering out how he's gonna keep stuffing you full till his seed finally fucking takes. no matter how long that is.
⊹ ۪ ࣪ mercenary x reader, mutant x reader, immortal x reader, cw: smut, penetrative sex, degradation, cervix fucking, multiple orgasms, rough fucking ⊹ ۪ ࣪
𖹭. your mercenary boyfriend fucks you dumb after a long mission,
“ohhh. . . you're such a pretty cariño,”
“f-fuck — fuck a-ah—alessio. . .”
a spank to your thigh pours more tears down your face. an ache to join the ones in your back and knees from the position alessio pushed you into. propped up on his pillows with your legs hooked over his pistoning hips.
pounding. squelching. an array of messy noises and fevered movements as he fucks you into his mattress after a long mission.
all while vibrant emerald eyes take you in hungrily. watching as his slick dick disappears into your gummy tightness. with a perfect circle of cream around his base.
“look at this pretty pussy. all for me, huh?”
you could claw. you could squirm. whine, cry and hiccup — but there was no stopping the way those rough hands would grab the plush of your thighs. how they yank you back down so that you're swallowing the entirety of his throbbing dick. feeling him cream against all your sweet spots in squirting spurts of hot white cum.
“missed papi's cock didn't ya? missed him filling you up. oh she's telling me everything,” the merc would chuckle, reaching a hand down to pat over your weeping cunt.
long, ringed fingers spreading your folds and purposefully shallowing his thrusts to see the way to squirt and spasm around his hilt. if only to deliver your clit a light slap.
“such a slut. tan bueno para mi. tomando a papi como una puta desesperada.”
his whisper in your ear would leave you clenching. another slap. then a pinch — and now he's thumbing your poor pearl into another wet orgasm.
you're arching. the swirl of pleasure turning into burning bliss when he's carelessly yanking you all the way down and ramming against your cervix.
“a-angh! a-al — papi please - pl—eaasseee,”
tears stain your scrunched up face. oh but all he'd do is grab your cheeks between his rough fingers, squish your soft face and lick the flat of his tongue across the salty droplets. his black lipstick soon finding your ear.
“eso es. eso es. . . mmm. . . correte para mi guapa. f-fuck — correte para mi mientras te follo aqui mismo. una mas - una maaass. . .”
you're seeing stars. tightening up and squirting all over him like a good little darling. easing a deep, raspy groan from the back of his throat. all while he keeps pounding. hitting your cervix with every heavy thrust. making you curl and scramble.
only so that he can pull you back. shove your pelvis down with a single hand and apply just the right pressure. so that your eyes are rolling and your mouth's drooling.
all you receive is a breathy chuckle. dark strands curtaining his face as those dilated, lustful eyes lock onto yours.
“awww pobre bebè. . . we don't run from a good fucking, now do we? yeeaah. lay there and take it.”
⊹ ۪ ࣪ grim reaper x reader, spiderman x reader, cw: smut, fingering, dirty talk, semi-public, brat-taming ⊹ ۪ ࣪
“sshh, ssshhh. . .”
"g-gege — m-mnn -ege p—easssee,”
your pathetic little whines muffle against the reaper's large hand while his other stuffs two fingers into your needy cunt. creating a lewd, squelching noise with every skilfull thrust.
"that's it darling, take gege's fingers,” the heated mumble of talisen over you nearly having your eyes roll back — a feat he successfully achieves when his palm roughly grinds against your puffy clit. the sudden extra stimulation has you mewling and squirming further up the theatre bathroom sink. all while your hips buck against his hand and a string of squeals leaves your lips.
“oh look at this messy little cunt,” a curl of his digits against your sweetspot. “do you like that pretty? yes? ohhhh yes yes yeeeesss,” his overly sweet croon fills your ears as his fingers fuck into that one spot again and again. intentionally amplifying the wet noises of your weeping pussy.
“g-gege — mngh, h-hngh! t-tal geggeeee,” your tummy feels another knot. your legs squirm and try to press together — but in turn, he only pistons his hand faster.
“uh-uh,”
talisen's scolding comes with a click of his tongue as his deep voice dralls right beside your ear. with a pop, his fingers pull out and firmly shove your thighs open. this leaves you on full display for him as that same large hand comes down to tap at your slit and swollen clit.
“you're gonna take it like a good fucking slut. aren't you? mhhhmmmm. say 'sorry gege'. 'sorry for being a little brat all day.' yeah? there we go darling.”
the fake sweetness in his voice has you shaking, along with the sudden plunging of his fingers once more. this time with a third and far more rapid, shallow thrusts. fucking you through another squirting of your cunt while the hand on your mouth withdraws, just so he can stick two fingers against your tongue and listen to your struggle of moans and whimpers.
“h-hnngh. . .”
"thereeeee we go. good baobei," hungry maroon eyes stare at the second round of mess dripping from your thighs.
⊹ ۪ ࣪ corrupt god x reader, sorcerer x reader, cw: yandere themes, kidnapping ⊹ ۪ ࣪
yandere sorcerer alessio who grows obsessed with the idea of having you all to himself. in every way that he possibly can. heart, mind, body. . .
soul.
when you're a being such as himself, a being of pure magic — one who has prided himself on learning anything and everything there is about the soul. the dynamics of it. the sheer fabric of it. . . there are things one is able to do to keep themselves bound to their beloved.
so what if you try to run from him? your soul's already bound to him. and if that's not enough, he's already dragged you to his catacombs. promising to bring you back up to the cottage once you behave. once he firmly demonstrates that you are his.
oh how he'd extract your very soul from within you. gripping and clawing at it so possessively with ring cladded fingers and dark nails. staring upon you with a crazed look in his emerald hues as you helplessly limp into your restraints — soul halfway pulled out of you.
"mine,"
"this soul is mine."
"not anyone's, not yours."
"mine."
he'd whisper. only to grin and croon at your desperate pleading when your body convulses from the unnatural circumstances placed upon it. how he'd make you beg for his mercy — swear your loyalty to him. promise to stay with him forever.
and just when you think your body is about to succumb to an imbalance of spirit and flesh; his black painted lips flush against yours in a fervent haze — pouring your soul back into you with a kiss that makes your knees weak. the sound of heated breaths and hurried, possessive whispers bouncing off of the stone walls as he practically kisses the life back into you.
"Rishen darling... I think I've already asked you before but... Please, turn on the lights or at leat some light if you know I'm coming. I stumblend and almost fell in... something. Again! I'm not sure if I want to know what it was tho. But I think I'd more like it than not... Also, what's the point of me coming to see you, if I can't see shit out of you?!"
⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ earth 209 rishen ⊹ ۪ ࣪
. ˚◞꒰🥐 spider monster x reader, mad scientist x reader, villain x reader ꒱
“first of all — cariño, the lights in here are red! you can see, second of all. darling you don’t have to come into my laboratory. . .” he coos softly, quickly making his way over to you and wrapping his arms around you to guide you away from the large cables currently scattering the room — he had been fixing up the laboratory after one of the previous experiments.
“if you stumble and fall, i will catch you. i promise you this — and darling, my floors are always clean they are vacuumed and washed after every inspection of my experiments. so please never worry about stumbling over something you may not like.”
leading you over to one of the near chairs in the lab, you feel yourself getting sunk down on it’s cushion-y surface, while rishen squats to look up at you. hands in yours and a small smile on his face. “Eres tan hermosa en la luz roja, nena, ¿lo sabías?”
. ˚◞♡ manic moves and drowsy dreams, or living in the middle between the two extremes ◞ ₊˚
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⊹ ۪ ࣪ snake monster x reader, mad doctor x reader, yandere x reader, cw: possessiveness, trapping ⊹ ۪ ࣪
jingyi being the snake boyfriend that he is and wrapping himself all around you while the two of you are cuddling. making sure that you're absolutely encased by him. his scent. flexing his flesh and squeezing you when you try to squirm away, biting onto your shoulder for extra measure and digging his fangs in.
using his strong arms to yank you back when you whimper and try squirming away. licking away at your blood and whispering against your ear that you're his as you slip into a state of unconsciousness, all courtesy of his paralytic venom.
lulling you to sleep and promising to keep you safe as he leaves bite marks all down your back.
