#cw breeding

[ang3lth1ng]

man i really can't believe i made it this long without knowing formico was a thing. i love the idea of a bunch of cute wriggly worms burrowing inside my pussy, a nice warm wet drooling thing that is sooo comfy cozy and tastes so nice. and there's another wet warm hole at the back of the first one.

i wake up after accidentally falling asleep on some particularly earthy grass and i'm suddenly very worm pregnant.

[the-liars-art]

I’ve been thinking about daemon primarch breeding

[toasteaa]

Not me thinking about how the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus would worship omegas and consider them the closest to abundance a normal person can be due to their fertility and ability to be bred by any alpha or beta. They'd also probably consider those ancient Xianzhou tenants and beliefs that alphas are the most prime cut from the "curse" of abundance as blasphemy against Sanctus Medicus and be particularly prejudiced against them, even if some of their own members are alphas.

[babiibats]

😏 Abraham 4 Arawn

send me   ‘ 😏 ’   and my muse will honestly answer the following q’s: 

How physically attracted they are to your museཀ ࣪˖❛ ❛ There are no words on earth to describe how much I yearn for your touch… your flesh. Your kiss. Your sweet taste. Just one look at you is enough to drive me mad... but I do need to get you more open to the idea of skirts; your legs are immaculate, and I adore staring at them. ❜ ❜˖ ࣪ ཀ

How romantically attracted they are to your muse ཀ ࣪˖❛ ❛ Everything for you. EVERYTHING. I swear to you by the stars above, and below, if such there be, as the high court loathes perjurious oaths, that's how you're loved by me. I carry your heart with me, and I am never without it. Anywhere I go, you go with me, my dear. ❜ ❜˖ ࣪ ཀ

How often they would like to have sex with yours.  ཀ ࣪˖❛ ❛ There isn't a second that goes by that I am not thinking about being inside of you. You consume my thoughts that even when you're not here, I can't help but touch myself to the thoughts of you. Your sensual song sings me to. ❜ ❜˖ ࣪ ཀ

Where they would most likely have sex with yours  ཀ ࣪˖❛ ❛ Everywhere... anywhere. ❜ ❜˖ ࣪ ཀ

Whether they think yours would be  “good”  in bed  ཀ ࣪˖❛ ❛ I have fucked countless women and fulfilled every desire of the flesh I have ever had. But NO ONE even comes close to the satisfaction you bring me. Bram is the absolute best I've ever had. The only one who can satisfy my heart. My hunger. ❜ ❜˖ ࣪ ཀ

What titles / nicknames my muse would like to call yours during sex ཀ ࣪˖❛ ❛ MINE. Ohh, and now I can groan sweet Abraham into your ears. ❜ ❜˖ ࣪ ཀ

Up to 3 kinks they would like to explore with yours  ཀ ࣪˖❛ ❛ Breeding...breeding... BREEDING. And... I would REALLY enjoy making him crawl on his hands and knees; begging me for pleasure like my little pet. ❜ ❜˖ ࣪ ཀ

What sort of sex they’d prefer to have with yours   ཀ ࣪˖❛ ❛ There's no preference. Every second of intimacy is pure heaven. All of my prayers have been finally answered. ❜ ❜˖ ࣪ ཀ

What type of relationship my muse would like to form with yours. ཀ ࣪˖❛ ❛ He's mine. ALL MINE. Forever. I am devoted, body, heart, and soul, purely to him. Nothing in the world can change my mind. We will be wed no matter what. We will have a family at any cost. ❜ ❜˖ ࣪ ཀ

[warmfrequency]

cw: big fat breeding kink, exhibitionism, over the top dirty-talk

the dinner reservation is a two hour exercise in restraint and john spends most of it losing.

wine barely touched; answers getting shorter; his thumb pressing slow circles into your palm across the tablecloth, ocean eyes dropping to your mouth every time you speak. and by the time the check comes his voice has sanded down to smoke and you’re pressing your thighs together under the table because you’re familiar with that register.

outside, the pavement is wet, gold from the streetlamps reflecting in the puddles. it’s nice and crisp out, a relief to your wine-warmed cheeks, and john takes your hand.

he tugs you quick and to the left and your back meets brick, and his mouth is on yours — deep, open, tastes like the chocolate dessert you shared, his hands are already dragging the silk of your dress up your thighs in fistfuls.

‘can’t make it to the car,’ he gets out in a huff against your mouth, ‘need you now.’

‘me too,’ you breathe.

he groans and your underwear doesn’t come down your legs so much as comes off them, ripped down the length of you and shoved into his jacket pocket. his fingers slide easily through your dripping center.

‘already?’

‘you were using that voice,’ you complain.

he breathes a smug smile as he starts pulling at his belt, then his zipper, quick and graceless.

‘wanted you wet at the table,’ he admits. ‘wanted you thinkin’ about it — about me puttin’ a baby in you—’ he hauls your thigh up over his hip and tucks his chin to line up, then looks back as he drags his tip through your slick while your foot starts to slip out of its heel — ‘you want that?’

‘yes—’

‘say it.’

‘i want you to fuck a baby into me— please.’

he drives in on the please.

one thick stroke to the hilt that knocks the air out of both of you and pins you flat to the wall. he moves, hard and fast and purposeful, his hand clamping over your mouth when your first moan rings too loud off the alley walls.

‘quiet, darling,’ he grits, hips never slowing. ‘unless you want the whole street to hear me breed you, hm.’

your walls flutter and clench so hard around him he swears.

‘oh, you do.’ dark and delighted. he shifts closer, deeper, every thrust grinding your clit against him, and his voice pours into your ear low and filthy and reverent. ‘look at you, hm, gorgeous thing, letting me fuck you in a filthy alley — legs always open for me anywhere, huh? because y’wanna be caught.’

you’re whimpering into his palm, nodding, past pride entirely, and your fingers dig into his shoulders as you rock into every thrust, taking him, wanting him, matching his pace because you need it as deep as he does.

‘gonna come,’ you gasp when his hand slips from your mouth to hike you higher.

‘fuck— me too,’ he grunts, the hand comes back up, slapping to the brick just above you.

you break with your face buried in his neck to smother the sound, shaking apart around him, and the clenching of you drags him right over the edge — he slams deep and holds, buried to the root, pulsing into you with a groan pressed into your hair, his whole body shuddering and crushing against yours, hips grinding in slow like he can press it deeper, make it stick.

his heart’s hammering against your chest, both of you breathing like sprinters.

finally, he moves, kisses your temple and he gently lowers your to the pavement. his hands smooth your dress down. ‘keep that in for me, hm?’ he pats the side of your thigh.

‘you took my underwear,’ you remind him.

‘—oh. right, yeah.’ and just like that the growl’s gone, replaced with something more sheepish, and he’s fishing the scrap of lace out of his jacket pocket. ‘here, love. hold onto me.’

he crouches down and you place a hand on his shoulder as he holds your underwear open at your ankles, one warm hand braced around your calf, guiding.

‘step in. there you go. other one.’

you giggle softly because the whiplash he’s capable of is going to kill you one day.

‘can’t have you walkin’ to the car with nothin’ on under that dress.’ he draws the lace up your legs, settles it at your hips. ‘it’s cold out, and i’m a gentleman.’

you bark a laugh, ‘you are not—’

‘i am right now,’ he amends, rising, and the grin on him is completely unrepentant, and yours is just as bad, and you stand there in the alley beaming at each other like two people who should be institutionalized.

he tucks you under his arm for the walk to the car, pulled in tight against his side to help with your wobbly knees. his lips land in your hair somewhere above your temple, chest rumbling with a low satisfied hum like everything in his world is exactly the way he wants it.

at the car he steps ahead and opens your door.

‘miss.’

you get in still smiling, ‘captain.’

he shuts the door soft, rounds the hood, and drives home with one hand resting heavy on your thigh.

[jujellyfish]

ohhhh my god do you know how much osasuna are into the act of cumswapping? especially in front of you, especially when they can use it to keep samu's cock lubed, and especially when osamu presses a big hand on your abdomen and tells you, "nah, don't worry, sweetheart. it's mixed so well with sunarin's spit, it won't breed ya."

[bunnis-monsters]

What's your opinion on puppyboys with a lactating kink? Doesn't even need to be a kink, they just like boobs and it makes them feel better🥲

Puppy boys with a lactation kink are more common than you’d think.

When your tits are heavy and full of milk, of course he’s gonna get all hard and needy! His mate is producing milk and he’s drooling over it, pawing at your chest to try and get your bra off.

His fat, red cock twitches against your thigh as he latches on. You can see that fluffy tail swishing behind him, his hands holding onto your hips so he can fuck into you while he’s suckling.

He even makes the cutest pup noises, feeling content and taken care of by his mate!

Even grown pups need comfort sometimes…

[silverflqmes]

raaaaagghhhh this has been occupying my mind forever but... datatorre breeding.... and hes so big too that hes like... hunched over your whole body.... love that guy.

✶ ʾ ៹ 𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐓’𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄!

notes. while i’m not super crazy about breeding i see your vision anon.. might be on the shorter side but i still wanted to indulge a little<3

tw. breeding, size difference, stomach bulge, full nelson, use of ‘dear’, praise, dumbification

uncomfy or -18? dni! this is def not for you homeslice..

dr. data!dottore x gn!reader.

it’s difficult to say how you’d gotten yourself into this position, having gotten separated from your allies and pressed back to chest of the man ( or whatever had become of him ) while he fucked into you with a purpose. a purpose you were far too stunned to believe, and did nothing to combat.

how could you? he was filling you so good, bouncing you on a dick you were sure could not fit into you based on whatever bodily changes he had undergone since you’d last seen him.. and yet it was pumping into you so nicely — pushing against your abdomen, which he had so cruelly pressed on with the palm of his large hand.

archons, the way his hand practically covered the entirety of your stomach was utterly dizzying, apart from the full nelson he had you in. talk about ambitious, but you expected nothing less from the doctor.

“you’ll take all that i give you, won’t you?” his voice filtered back into your ears, seafoam spilling over your shoulder as his pearly canines found your cartilage. “i’m sure you hardly expected generosity coming from the enemy you were tasked to kill, and it’s making you short-circuit so much..” he whispered, smiling wickedly. “as long as you remember my name by the time i’ve filled you with i all i have, then my kindness will persist.”

trailing his nose to the crook of your neck, mask digging into your skin hard enough to break, dottore suckled at your sweet spot, humming softly at the way your veins had pulsed so beautifully for him. “but perhaps we should do a trial run on that, hm?”

as if to put emphasis, he pulled you by the base of your thighs back down onto his cock, drawing a mixture between a hiss and whimper from you as hot tears lined your lashes. but to your surprise and relief, your mind was not entirely far gone. “d-dottore..! i swear-!” although it might have been better to stop at his name, rather than the beginnings of a threat..

“to who? to me? or was that a declaration you were preparing to make, my dear?” he pressed, biting down on the skin of your nape while crescents bloomed beneath the nails digging into your thighs. “if you intend to threaten me, use your words.” dottore chided, gripping your legs when they twitched to close. “you’re quite opinionated when you want to be, so say it with your chest.”

notes. hi sorry i died off a little, kinda burnt out still from ebg so i might take it easy for a couple of days — bear with me pls!

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