Randall Boggs/Fem!Reader idea where you move into a new apartment and based on weird activity around the area, you think there’s a ghost in your closet. Except it’s actually a giant monster lizard bastard that can blend in with his surroundings that’s haunting you. NSFW under the cut:
You try to assert your dominance and wordlessly reclaim your territory with the ‘ghost’ when It refuses to live with you peacefully. But your way of fighting back is mainly ignoring It’s irritating behavior as much as you can and living your life — of course living your life includes masturbating in your room after a hard day of work at your shitty customer service job.
You try to ignore it when the ‘ghost’ acts up here and there during bc god help anyone or anything that gets between you and your sorely needed O. You’re adamant in continuing until you get a little satisfaction, but your heart jumps into your throat when it feels like multiple hands that are not your own are suddenly touching you.
Control is quickly taken away from you as you’re immobilized by a heavy weight that you can’t see. The hands push yours to the side, and another keeps your legs apart. You try to swallow past the feeling of a hand squeezing your throat lightly, and another exploring your torso.
It’s so hard to tell without the gift of sight but you feel like the overlong body on yours is covered in smooth scales. They brush over your body in a way that chills you, just as the hand that busied itself with groping your tits slides down to right between your thighs. Your ‘ghost’ has oddly-shaped, inhuman digits but you gasp as they rub and circle your clit in exactly the same way you were just doing.
Had you been in your right mind, you could’ve tampered your surprise. What do ghosts really do but observe? It’s just that the way this particular one had to have been watching you closely to know exactly what you enjoyed while playing with your pussy. Before you know it you’re cumming past the shock, and your hands have been let go, allowing you to reach up and wrap them around the invisible sinuous body.
Coming down from the high, you slowly realize that the body on yours is tangible with a quick-beating heart and shifting muscles. Your eyes flutter as those fingers delve down and start to stretch your opening apart, making way for something much thicker, heavier, and… viscous? The shape is familiar enough in spite of it definitely not being human. You’re too in awe of what’s going on to even think of getting away, so the creature that isn’t actually a ghost sinks its cock inside you until it can go no further.
You groan at the intrusion, and one of the hands covers your mouth.
“Sh sh sh sh shhhhh...” It appears, revealing itself for the first time without warning, and you see the glare of beady eyes and score of acicular teeth.
“Relax.”
You stutter against the hand still held against your lips, blinking at shutter speed as the lower half of this eminence-colored lizard starts moving. His upper body remains still as a gargoyle, narrowed eyes darting over your face - your throat still in his hold - the way your breasts bounce in time with his movements. He’s cataloging your reactions, but you’ve quickly succumbed to another building climax and can’t think straight again.
Another moan is stifled as Randall lays even lower, maw pressed against the dip of your throat so he can trail over it with his tongue.
“Good girl. It’s much better when you humans obey, isn’t it?”
Thinking about older!reader and Hiccup who’s only 15 but has a crush on what he thinks is the coolest 18 year old ever. He’d stare at you from afar. Making Astrid, who he used to like, punch his arm to snap out of it.
Thinking about him trying to lift the heaviest thing he can around you to impress you, but he just looks like a fawn who just learned to walk.
Thinking about him visiting you, just to walk into you changing, but you let him in because he’s just a kid, right? Then you feel his arms wrapped around you with an obvious hard on.
Thinking about how Hiccup would use the fact that you found him adorable to get you to get him off.
Having someone refer to a trans person's genitals as the opposite sex...okay- okay hear me out here!!
Sitting on the couch next to a friend just watching television with one another while cuddled up lazily together. Your attention is one whatever show or movie is playing, until you feel their hand settling on your thigh. At first, you think nothing of it. You two have always been affectionate with one another. Been a bit more close with one another than what other friends could describe their relationship as. You don't think anything of how their hand rubs up and down, softly massaging your thigh while you try to ignore how their touch warms you in a way you're ashamed of. A way that you shouldn't be by a friend. But then their hand moves up more, closer to where that shameful heat is.
"Isn't that a bit too close?" You joke. Placing a hand on top of theirs to stop them.
"Hmm? Do you think so?" They ask, leaning closer to you, close enough for you to feel the heat of their breath ghosting the shell of your ear. "'Cause I don't think it's close enough."
It sends shivers down your spine, and your mouth is left hanging open as you try to figure out how to respond. Shocked and stunned by your friend's words. So shocked that you don't stop them as they trail their hand up higher. You don't stop them as they slip their hand underneath the waist band of your pants and boxers. You spread your legs as they force their hand between them.
"No, I think she wants me to touch her right here actually~"
Imagine being Kassien's darling and you're a bit sick but she's also really really horny and she knows being in close contact with your mate can increase your healing so when she gets back from work she instantly starts trying to do it even as you're whining about how you're sick and tired and you shouldn't.
maybe a little to nsfw for main but yes. firestar would have nightmares of tigerstar. sometimes those nightmares are tigerstar visiting him and whispering sweet nothings into his ear and seducing him.
it’s just a dream though, right?
wrong bitch he be doin that starclan thing and fuckin that mans every night while firestar just thinks its a weird dream.