#elf fucker

[shadow-0f-the-dragon]

Welcome home, love

[faikazahaya]

Ashes and Shadow sleeping all cuddled up <3 (who needs pajamas or blankets when you have a massive furnace for a wife?)

[teratosubmission]

Your father, the King, had been pushing for you to join more diplomatic meetings. You needed the experience, of course, and what better way to get some than to accompany your Royal General to various meetings and discussions?

You dressed your best, of course. A light, silky skirt that barely covered the top of your thighs. Formal upper clothing without sleeves and a bottom cut that exposed your left hip and midriff. Your long flowing blond hair was freshly combed, adorned with a tiny rose sculpted from ruby. You were ready to receive this important dignitary and help lead the talks that would secure further peace between your kingdoms. Though as you had little taste for the initial boring pleasantries that go around every single staff member and noble at the very beginning, you were encouraged to wait a bit before entering the room. As your presence is announced by the door guard, you eye the General and make your way towards him, who was conversing with who you assume was the foreign dignitary… holy shit, he’s attractive? You can hear the general introduce you to him, the Formal Diplomat of the Western Kingdom, but his fanciful words sorta get lost on you as your eyes eat up his features.

God, his rippling muscles, his beautiful coat of fur, he was just… handsome. The neighboring kingdom could have scarcely found someone more attractive. You close in and gently touch his biceps and chest, gazing up at him in awe and lust. Oh god, he towered over you even more in person. Holy fuck. “Are all the wolves in the West as handsome as you?” you coo, biting your lip. You bring your knee up his thigh to subtly gauge his size by feel… oh, god, hes packing. He smirks at your comment, and he flexes for you, letting you feel just how ripped he was under all that fur. Oh my… You wanted him to devour you.

"Ahem, my lord, I know you wish to extend formalities in full,” your general interrupted, “but we have some serious business we need to discuss.” In the corner of your eye, you could spy the general adopting a stone face you’ve become all-too-familiar with when he gets irritated. Maybe he should get laid sometime, too. You’ve offered him some pussy in the past, you knew girls who would love a chance to bed a powerful warrior like himself. But he always droned something about duty and professionalism. What a bore.

“Oh, I don’t mind at all,” the diplomat replied, enthusiasm dripping in his deep voice. You start murmuring an apology but he cuts you off by tipping your chin up, gazing deep into your eyes with a roaring hunger. You salivate at his gaze, silently begging for his undivided attention. Please please please fuck me.

“I’m sure we could discuss this policy while paying my respects to His Highness.” His powerful hands grip your hips, swinging you around to face the war room table, and sets you firmly against it. You squeal in excitement, thighs trembling, as you spread your legs apart for him. God, you loved diplomacy. “Eager, are you?” he chuckles, pulling up your skirt to cup your cheeks and play with them, as the head of his cock slowly pushes against your quivering hole. You glance back at him with, happy groans escaping your lips as you beg for more. “Mmm… please…”

“Yes, please enjoy our hospitality.” His curt unfun words slice through the air, but its getting dulled by the electrifying current of pleasure sweeping through your clouded mind. “Now, you carry a proposal from the West?”

The diplomat doesn’t even skip a beat in his speech as he rhythmatically pounds into your bussy, his words getting huffy and labored as he struggles to keep his volume above your pathetic moaning with each plap. Your slender hands struggle to hold onto the table, your flowing locks knocking over some wood pieces representing some distant army. It was all distant, really. You couldn’t really hear the conversation anymore, you couldn’t focus on any part of the map on the table, you couldn’t even put two thoughts together about this whole affair. All you could do is let him slam into your hole and moan like a good boy. Let your drool pool out onto the map, let him raise you high enough your feet don’t reach the ground anymore and you’re solely leaning forward and pound you harder. Let your little cock throb and cum between your belly and the table, then just leak again and again as the waves of pleasure overwhelm you. Let him push as deep inside you as he wants and fill you up with his own cum, before pushing you further forward and letting you lay there, legs dangling off the edge with cum dripping out. You were in Euphoria.

“...And what does the prince think of this action?”

Wait… what? How long were you laying there basking in the afterglow? When did the werewolf quit fucking you? How long were they talking? There’s no way they finished their talks and were ready for royal approval. Was he really that good? Fuuuck…. You’d agree to anything just to feel him fuck your brains out again. Maybe you’ll invite him to your chambers immediately after this.

"Uh… yeah…” came your words, slurred and disjointed, as you struggled to lean your head up to gaze at the circled group of men in the room. “Sounds… good…. Someone gimme a… pen…”

One of your knights picked you up with ease, and set your toes down on the floor so you could prop yourself with your hands. You couldn’t bear to sit, anyway, not after what undignified things that foreign dignitary did to your ass… mmm, fuck… where is he? Somewhere behind you? Niice… You poke out your ass absent-mindedly and wiggle it at him teasingly.

“Your highness? The signature.” The curt words of your general snap you out of it, and realize the document had been sitting in front of you for some time. Everyone was watching you expectantly. The general in particular had that impatient look of mild disdain whenever he asked you for your permission. You got the feeling he didn’t like you much.

“Oh… sorry…” With a few strokes of your pen handed to you, the document is signed with the sloppy handwriting of a boy who still was suffering from a good dicking. Not your best handiwork, but it’s a document, not a work of art. You barely finish the last stroke before document and pen are snatched away, and the general shoots a hurried final greeting to the dignitary before exiting the room with his staff.

You can feel the weight of the dignitary press against your back, his hands reach forward on top of yours, and his muzzle presses against your ear. “You made an excellent decision this day,” he whispers, and his tongue suddenly drags up your earlobe to the pointy end. “I was hoping perhaps we could discuss more… private matters in your chambers? For the good of our kingdoms, of course.”

As you were being bridal carried by him all the back back to your bed, you kept thinking about just how much you were making your father proud. Just wait till he hears how important you were to governing favorable terms with the Western Kingdom. Or how well you're cultivating new relationships with them.

[strikingsiren]

Masterlist and request info

My writing kind of sucks rn but I’m trying to get better, so requests are absolutely open!

Limits:

I honestly don’t have any. You can request anything. I just might choose not to write it if it makes me uncomfortable or uninterested.

What I will write:

-Smut, fluff, angst, mixture of any of the three

-headcanons, oneshots, drabbles, short writing pieces

May do general reader, and general headcanons, but fics would mostly be fem reader. I could try to do a different pov if requested

Also I use Second person POV.

I do not like 1st person. For other ship pairings, it’s 3rd person.

Fandoms (stars mean how obsessed I am rn):

Brooklyn nine nine ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Die hard

Stardew⭐️

LOTR⭐️

The Hobbit⭐️⭐️

American housewife⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

✮✍︎✮

Brooklyn nine nine

Romantic/sexual would be any canon pairings, jake/reader in an au where he doesnt like amy, jake/amy/reader, reader/rosa, or anything you may request. Got something niche like a mlepclayknos crush? i’ll do it.

Die hard:

Platonic is any character or situation

Romantic or sexual I’d do for Hans Gruber, but it will suck :)

Stardew:

I will write romance or smut for any bachelor/ette, but my faves are Sebastian or seb/sam/reader

Platonic for any character

Masterlist:

Headcanons:

💬 0  🔁 0  ❤️ 7 · How they’d celebrate New Years · Merry and Pippin: They would go down to the tavern and drink beer, dancing and singing a s

💬 0  🔁 0  ❤️ 0 · Who I would trust to return library books on time: ·  it would return in pristine condition. Somehow almost even better th

💬 0  🔁 1  ❤️ 4 · Who in lord of the rings/The hobbit I would let hold my drink- Dori- Very trustworthy, would hold it and watch over it f

[elforeverdrama]

what if some elf just spawns in the modern world and you just try to help him get to a convention thinking he's just a little weird cosplayer & he's just so confused because you just keep talking abt skibidi toilet Dubai chocolate labubus. what then

[clarissaeash]

I explained the LOTR fandom on Tumblr to my brother and he made this in response:

[askandreth]

//so now I have two muses that are in love/in relationships with Elves.

Coincidence?

[shadow-0f-the-dragon]

Baby wants uppies