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[fatal-3nvy]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Happy holidays! Have some smut about that MJF/Swerve/Hangman segment last night

[fatal-3nvy]

I'm trying to be a bit more brave, and let you all know that I do write AEW fanfics.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Here they are...ok I'm done being brave now...

runs away

[fatal-3nvy]

To this day, my most popular fic is a clusterfuck I came up with while drunk and my moots poked me to write it...my crown jewel

[fatal-3nvy]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

So...fellow MJF and Wardlow girlies. Here you go *runs away*

[sanguineous-succubus]

We’re on a road trip together and it’s been several hours of driving. You nursed before we left, but after a day on the road my tits are full and achey. You’re focused on the road; it’s starting to get dark and we should be near our hotel for the night soon. I start unbuttoning my blouse, and uncover the lacy bra beneath. You look over and do a double take. ‘Eyes on the road baby’ I instruct with a smile. You reluctantly turn away, knowing better than to disobey. I start to massage my full tits, moaning at how good the pressure feels. I look over and smirk at your knuckles gripping the steering wheel. I love how my strong handsome butch becomes soft putty in my hands. You never stand a chance when I mean business. I sigh dramatically as I take my forefingers and draw circles over my nipples, leaving dark wet patches on my bra. My fingers dampen through the lace, and I reach over to drag the pearlescent liquid across your lips. You forget yourself and too quick for me to prevent it, you take my finger into your mouth and roll your tongue around it. I close my eyes and imagine that tongue on my nipples and nearly cum right then. Instead, I pull my finger back. ‘You know that wasn’t very good behaviour’ I say, my voice heavier with the heat coursing through me. I can see you fighting hard to hide your grin, proud of yourself for your little display of disobedience. Clearly I’m going to have to make you suffer before I can let you drain my tits.

I recline my chair slightly, shimmying my skirt up. With one hand, I free my tit from the bra and start squeezing, using the other to stroke up my leg, continuing all the way up to my panties. They’re soaked, I knew they would be. I start to touch myself over the fabric, biting my lip as I feel the warming sensation start to grow. You comically flip between looking at me and the road, the stress of the situation clear on your furrowed brow and your wide eyes. ‘This is what happens when you misbehave baby’ I moan as I slip my finger past my panties and into the desire pooling in my pussy. I’m so turned on I can’t help but arch my back at the sudden intrusion. I add another finger. I was going to draw this out for punishment, but that tongue of yours has already worked me so close. I pump my fingers into my hot cunt faster and faster , still gripping my tit hard. ‘Please mommy let me help’ you whimper, and I’m too far gone to play coy. I nod, and one hand on the steering wheel, you use the other to grab my free tit, kneading and groping hard, just how I like. Pinching and pulling and shooting pain through me, helping tip me over the edge. I cum with a loud moan, my orgasm rippling through my whole body. We stay like that, driving in silence while my breathing returns to normal and I come down from my orgasmic high. Coming back to myself, I swat your hand away, and you lick your fingers from the traces of milk that leaked out. Fuck I need that mouth on me. I return my seat upright and fix my clothes. ‘Get us to that hotel now’ I order.

This is not for cis men

[sanguineous-succubus]

Lots of talk about a butch licking their femme clean, but what about the other way around? Seeing the wet patch on a butch’s boxers after they’ve gotten so turned on fucking you. Sliding their shorts off them and licking up their mess. The thick mound of hair tickling your face as you take such good care of them

[sanguineous-succubus]

Causal/domestic dominance 🥺

Your femme was showering, not long home from work. This week had been brutal for her and you had tried to ensure everything was done at home to make sure she had a sanctuary to retreat to. Being her housebutch was a role you felt honoured to fulfil. While she was showering, you had gotten started on dinner. Chopping veggies, mixing the sauce, tidying up as you went etc. You were methodical and efficient in your task. You didn’t hear the soft pad of bare feet crossing the room until it was right behind you. Her soft, warm arms wrapped around you, holding you tightly as she pressed herself into your back and inhaled. ‘Baby that smells delicious’ she groaned, and you felt yourself throb at her voice. ‘Your favourite after a long week my love’ you responded, putting the spoon down and moving to turn around so you could embrace her. Only, she had other plans. ‘Keep cooking baby’ she murmured, as she drag her long nails up and down your chest. She pulled your tshirt out of your jeans, and continued her ministrations on your skin. Adding pressure and dragging her claws down, you let out a hiss as the pain went straight to your groin. ‘Baby let me turn this down and hold you’ you pleaded, but she smiled against your back. ‘Don’t you want to help me destress?’ She asked in a voice all high and girly, no doubt she was pretending to pout too.

She moved her hands lower, and began undoing the buttons of your jeans. ‘Don’t you want to help me relax?’ She didn’t wait for an answer as she slipped one hand past the waistband of your boxers and took hold of your butch cock. You let out a groan, and tipped your head back onto her shoulder. She took your bottom growth in her hand, and began to stroke and tug at you, delighting in the way your hips bucked. ‘The thought of your tcock is the only thing that got me through today. Having you in my hands, a slave to my will. Being my stress relief.’ She whispered in your ear as she stroked you, her hot breath leaving goosebumps up your neck. She sensed it, and traced a pattern from your shoulder to your ear with her hot, wet tongue. All the while, her hand was working your tcock harder and faster. You could feel the slick mess she was making in your shorts but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. You were so close, and the way her nails on her spare hand dug deep enough to draw blood from your hip told you she knew that. Another couple of tugs and you’d cum for her. But she didn’t want a quick fix. Just before your release erupted across your body, she withdrew her hand from your shorts, and the cold empty space was compounded by her taking a step back from you, leaving you hazy and lost with need.

She turned you around, pushing you against the counter, and worked to drag your jeans down. She kneeled as she did, her bathrobe slipping down to reveal her soft breasts, warm and pink from her recent shower. You wanted to take them into your mouth, but you were going to have to wait. Her needs came first. As she bared your bottom growth, you saw her pupils blow out with need, and she wasted no time taking you into her mouth. F. U. C. K. Her mouth was warm and wet and she sucked and licked, adding pressure, then releasing. Grazing with her teeth, then soothing with her lips. You were soaked from her attention, and could feel it dripping down your thighs. She didn’t care, she continued to claw at your hair covered thighs as she feasted at your core. Her head bobbed as she continued to suck and tug your tcock with her mouth, letting it fall from her mouth with comically loud ‘pops’ before claiming it with her lips once more. Bright spots were starting to appear in your vision, and you couldn’t stop yourself from burying your hand into her wet hair and grasping it tight. You were rewarded with her claws breaking skin, and beads of blood springing from the wells she dug across your thighs. You bucked up, and grounded into her mouth as she quickened her pace. Starlight burst across your vision and along every nerve in your body, a guttural growl escaping your lips as the orgasm ripped through you.

She let you ride out the sensations, licking up the mess from your cunt and your thighs. After a moment, she dragged herself up along your body. Her eyes were large, her hair was wild, and her chin was dripping your mess onto her cleavage. She looked feral and divine. You reached to take her face in your hands so you could kiss her deeply, but she stepped back. ‘Dinner in about 10 minutes?’ She asked coyly, retreating with a wink into the bathroom to clean herself up.

Anon me kinks/prompts/fsntasies 💋

[sanguineous-succubus]

Concept: vampire femme dom and werewolf butch dom (or switch or service top) teaming up to absolutely ruin a weak little submissive human. Maybe the human is willing, maybe there's some mindbreak or hypnosis going on. Honestly I think this concept could get really dark in a very hot way

I wrote pages for this which is obviously too long for tumblr, so here is a shorter version that hopefully still fires you up 💋

You loved sharing a meal with your wolf. Fiction and fantasy had the world believing that the two of you, a vampire and a werewolf, could not coexist; an inaccuracy you both frequently disproved as you worshiped one another night after night. Tonight, you were joined by a willing human, who had lusted after your butch during a bois night out. Her eyes hadn’t left the broad, rugged form of your mate, their pupils blown with want. Upon arriving, she had seen you and her eyes had widened further, in fear and in lust. She had fallen under your spell, and looking between the two of you, the heady, musky scent of her desire grew between her thighs.

You stalked over to her, allowing her to take in the sensuous movement of your lithe form as you went to step behind her. You stroked your fingers along her collarbones and up her neck, sweeping her hair to the side so that you could begin kissing her neck as you unzipped her dress. Your butch was in kneeling in front of her, helping her to step out of it. Bared before you, her full figure made your mouth water. You wanted to sink your teeth into every inch of pillowy flesh. You whispered in her ear, noting her pulse jump at being called ‘our sweet creature’, as your butch began to kiss up her thighs, nipping occasionally and causing the sweetest yelps to slip from her lips. She was getting wetter, and the blood beneath the skin, so close to your lips, mixed with her musky pleasure, was getting too much. Your fangs descended, and you grazed them along her neck gently, careful not to pierce the delicate skin there. You wrapped your arms around her full waist and urged her backwards until you were seated, with her atop you. Your butch crawled over, and continued their journey upwards.

You could feel when they had reached her centre; she started to writhe on top of you, and her pulse quickened. ‘Now pet, my wolf there is going to feast on your delicious pussy until you are drunk with need. He is going to lap at your folds, delve into your core, and drink you up, until your mind becomes hazy and your senses take over. When you’re close to the edge, I am going to sink my fangs into your delicate neck, and I am going to consume your essence as it flows into my mouth. How does that sound?’ The human murmured incoherently, but from the enthusiastic bobbing of her head you could tell she was onboard. With a wink to your butch, you began your joint worship of this delicious creature. As your butch worked her pussy into a wet, fluttering mess, you could feel her pulse beneath your lips pounding away, as if begging you to free the thundering blood within. You could feel her body tightening, and your own desire deepened when your butch looked up to signal that it was time, and you could see that delicious smelling musk coating their face. You would be tasting that next.

You sunk your teeth deep into her neck, relishing the way her body writhed against you as the pain of the pierced skin subsided into the high of the blood drinking. You kept your hands busy on her full tits, pinching and massaging, as your butch plunged his fingers into her deep centre, and between you, you worked this pliable girl into a vessel of primal desire. As her orgasm exploded, her blood took on the taste of her pleasure, and your own need grew. By the scent of your butch’s earthy musk filling the space, he was affected too. The girl’s body tightened, and she gripped onto your butches hair as they continued to pulse their fingers within her molten core. The scent of lust elicited from the three of you filled the room as you held her through the orgasm, and let your mind wander at all the fun that was to come.

Anon me your fantasies/kinks/prompts 💋