#hunter kink

[the-black-manor]

I am horny as FUCK right now and it’s driving me crazy. I want to bury my thick cock as deep inside of someone and I can fill them with load after load after load of cum. I want to feel them clench and squirm around me as my cock throbs inside of them, pressed hard against their insides, unloading thick ribbons of seed to coat their walls and fill them. I want to feel their stomach against mine as it stretches and bulges from the cum pouring out of my cock and flooding their womb or ass.

[knkytransmasc]

The hunt keeps my heart pumping, keeps my brain producing electricity. Reading the environment to anticipate your trajectory, trailing, jumping, rushing and taking my time to get to you.

Maybe if I hadn’t twisted your ankle like that, then this would be more of a challenge. I can admit my mistakes. But when the adrenaline hits, harming you is so hard to resist.

[the-black-manor]

You're crying and struggling beneath me as I pin you to your bed in the dark of your room. You fight me... but this is what you wanted, isn't it? This is why you keep your window open at night, and I know for a fact that you were fantasizing about this scenario just earlier this evening. You wanted someone to creep into your room and take you by surprise, so why are you so frightened? Oh, I see... You didn't think it would ever actually happen, did you? Well, I'm here now, and this is happening, so why don't we dry those tears and calm that racing heart of yours, hm? All you have to do is give yourself to me, and I will take very good care of you.

[the-black-manor]

Leaving so many bruises, scratches, bite marks, hickeys, and the like all over every inch of your body when I claim and mark you during sex that people think I'm an abusive boyfriend.

[the-black-manor]

You can run, little rabbit. Actually, I prefer it if you do.

[the-black-manor]

I am starving, with no one to feed on, and here you come, through the dark and the rain, to my front door, soaking wet. We’ll have to get you out of those clothes, little one, lest you catch a cold. Don’t worry, I’ll give you a nice soft towel to dry off with and then you can curl up under the covers in my bed and get some rest. No no, don’t mind me slipping into bed behind you. It’s only to make sure you’re safe while you sleep. And if you feel a pinch on your neck during the night, it’s nothing to worry about; the sheets can sometimes be scratchy.

Ah, you’re feeling sick this morning? Light headed? Yes, you do look rather… drained. It must be from walking through the rain last night. Fret not, little one. You can stay here with me as long as you like. I’ll take very good care of you.

[the-black-manor]

Put your hand on my bulge. Do you feel that? Do you feel how badly I want you? Despite the sophisticated facade, my body betrays me. I hunger for you, I hunger for your touch and the warmth of your embrace. I crave the taste of you and the feel of you around me as I throb inside of you. I will have you.

[the-black-manor]

Thinking about a priest facing a real demon for the first time and realizing that none of their tools or weapons do anything.

“That crucifix is pretty, but something like that doesn’t work on something like me.”