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a/n: I’d also like to thank you guys for helping me reach such an insane milestone. I wanted to do this as a celebration for you all as well!
Hot Neighbor Wolf Hybrid
ft. rough sex, face sitting, oral (f!receiving), masturbation, marathon sex, breeding, outdoor sex, knotting
Chasing you down, Sleepovers at his place, Domestic mornings, How he plays with you during his ruts, Being a good pup and licking you up, Running into each other after taking out the trash, Walking past the open window in your pretty lingerie enough times before he snaps, When he’s eager to get that knot inside you
Sexy Orc Friend
ft. car sex, oral (f!receiving), rough sex, size k!!nk, sloppy sex, fingering, creampie, teasing
Reimagining of your first time together , He’s cocky about his skills and not afraid to show it, Wait till he gets you alone and see what he can really do, No matter how big you are he’s always bigger, Loves seeing you so responsive for him, Passenger Princess treatment , Nothing better than seeing you drip, Trying to tease you but ending up too desperate
Minotaur Boss
ft. light breath play, oral (m!receiving), spanking, fingering, standing up sex, creampie, cowgirl, squirting
Encouragement for getting your work done, What he means when he needs help in the office , Red is his favorite color on you , He likes to see how sensitive you can get, A multitasking King, Putting everything where it belongs (stuffed inside you), When he’s too busy you can do what you want with him, He can cause a mess as much as he can clean them up
Dragon Headhunter
ft. teasing, edging, sex toys, bondage, rough sex, fingering, orgasm control, oral (f!receiving), public sex, hand/blowjob, multiple orgasms
Being an asshole about teasing you bc he can, He doesn’t care how much you whine but loves you vocal, Demanding you finish again even when you think you can’t , Seeing how twitchy and fucked out he can get you just to laugh , How he gets you begging before he’s even really started , High risk and high reward, It’s hard to admit how much you want him but he knows, He may be a Dragon but he’s the one riding you tonight
Torturing you by making you tease yourself , His instincts often take over with the need to burrow and make a home where you’re most warm, He likes to buy you pretty things so he can ruin them and you, Nothing feels sweeter than your release, When your bad he has to find unique forms of punishment , Nothing beats his after work cuddles, He goes feral when you dress up for him
Your bunny hybrid boyfriend, who gets horny when scared
bunny hybrid!boyfriend x human!gn!Reader
Good to know: dry humping, pathetic bf
Your bunny hybrid boyfriend, who gets horny when scared, is already rutting against you when you wake up.
It’s the middle of the night, and the storm outside is loud and mean. Rain slams against the window, its steady downpour echoes through the dark, and a flash of lightning paints the room white just for a heartbeat when your eyes blink open.
"Babe?"
Your boyfriend is pressed up tight to your back. You can feel his whole body trembling as he spoons you from behind. His cock grinds slowly against your ass. He moves in slow, desperate little thrusts like he can’t help himself.
You blink again. "Babe?"
He whimpers but doesn’t stop. "I- I’m sorry," he whispers. "I tried. I really tried to stay still- fuck- I couldn’t-" A thunder cracks through the sky like a whip, shaking the house and making him choke on his words. "I just- please-" He pushes harder against you, hips jerking in frantic motions. "Just let me. Just for a second. I can’t- just for a bit- please-"
And how could you say no to your sweet, terrified little bunny?
You press your ass back into him. Just a little. Just enough to make him gasp. Just enough to knock the breath out of him as his hips start to push against you harder and faster. There is no rhythm in it. No thought. His cock leaks through the fabric of both your clothes with every pathetic thrust.
"You needy little thing," you tease him, low and amused. You know he is close. You can feel it from the way his hips stutter mid-grind before picking up again, even more frantic than before. "Humping me like a fucking toy. That it?"
He lets out a pitiful sound, a half-sob, half-yes. "Y-yeah," he stammers. "Fuck, yes-" His breath comes in broken little pants, one after another, fanning over the back of your neck. He jerks wildly as he spills over and over, like he doesn’t know how to stop. You can feel the warmth of it seeping through your pajama pants.
Wolfdog hybrid who was surrendered time and time again due to his behavioral issues. Who could not stay with a family more than a few weeks.
The shelter tried to beg you to rethink adopting him. He was a lost cause they said. Not only did you not believe them, it made you even more determined to adopt him.
Wolfdog hybrid who genuinely expected he would be sleeping somewhere outside. As he always did. His brain genuinely shortcut when he realized he was given his own room in the house. Although he would rather eat glass than admit your kindness got under his skin.
Wolfdog hybrid who doesn’t speak much. He will mumble a “thanks..” when you feed him. He would never admit how much he loves the food. It’s the best he’s ever had. He never expected you to go out of your way to cook nutritious meals suited just for him.
Wolfdog hybrid who slowly, but surely, will glue himself to you. At first he will just be in the same room, then he will sit closer and closer until finally he is nuzzled into you.
Wolfdog hybrid who will not sleep without you. At first he would sneak into your room and sleep on the floor, thinking you’d kick him out if you saw him. When you didn’t, even more, when you told him not to sleep on the floor and get in bed? He’s done for. Hugs you so tight to his chest, mumbling “mine mine mine”.
Wolfdog hybrid who will insist on watching you shower under the pretext of “what if you slip and fall and die?”. But he knows it’s more than that. He won’t scare you with it yet.
Wolfdog hybrid who jerks off until it hurts while nuzzling your clothes when you’re not home. He wants you so bad, but he also wants to be good for you. Doesn’t want to scare you with how feral he is for you yet. So for now, he settles. Whenever you’re away, he will take your dirty clothes from the laundry basket and muffle his moans with them while he strokes his cock until it’s painful to even get hard anymore.
Wolfdog hybrid who loves you so much and will make sure one day you will know all about it.
You are walking through the woods near his home when he flies up behind you, grabbing you and pulling you back to his home.
He doesn't take his time, ripping your clothes off of you. He rubs your clit, holding you down until it's too much for you. After he makes you come, he flips you around.
He positions you to stick your ass in the air, pushing your head into his nest. He doesn't give you any time to adjust, lining himself up with you. He thrusts himself into you, his hips moving at an unimaginable speed. You can't react, other than lying there and taking it all.
"I can't believe a human walked into my territory while I'm rutting. This must be fate. You'll be my little mate.” He thrusts into you harder now, movement becoming more frantic and sloppy.
“We’ll have so many kits soon. Your stomach will swell with them, and you'll be asking to do this every night soon.” He puts more weight on you, his arms on either side of you, trapping you in.
With one last thrust, he pushes himself into you hard, his cock pulsing as he comes. His whole body shakes slightly as he comes down from his high. He pulls himself out of you, his erect cock hitting his gray fur.
Your pussy throbs from being used, his semen leaking out of it. He notices this and pushes his fingers inside of you, encouraging it back in. “You will have my kits, mate. Sooner or later.”
⤿ synopsis. best friends puppy and bunny have been getting very close since mating. the scournful looks bring your deeper doubts and insecurities to light. puppy does not appreciate you backing out now.
part of my kinktober series!
avoiding him wasn't a part of your plan.
you really don't mean to, is what you tell yourself every time you duck behind a doorway or skitter down a hall the minute you catch the faintest whiff of his scent approaching you. it's only because every time you think about Puppy, your tummy knots up in a guilty, unpleasant way that makes you want to be sick.
you don't regret what happened, or him. you're happy you'd mated with him. relished in the way his knot swelled inside you and he filled you with so much cum that your belly'd chubbed up around it, adored the way he fumbled nervously with the buckle of the collar he slid onto you after. the final claim he'd left on you that night. he'd got it for you as a surprise and waited until after the knot he'd shoved in you had deflated to put it around your neck.
the problem is, you know what people would think if they saw a bunny and a puppy as a bonded pair. it's not often that a prey hybrid like you gets with a predator like him.
bunnies are meant to be with another gentle creature. one without sharp fangs or claws that cut when they grab.
you can already hear how people would murmur about how stupid you must be to let a puppy scent you and mate with you. they'd say he's just following instinct to pop a knot in whatever's closest to him. that you're a phase he'll grow bored of and go find another predator to be with.
they'd never believe how he told you he loved you, how he buried his face against your chest, unable to let go, how he whined when he finally pushed his knot into you because it was the only thing that could quiet the noise in his head.
part of you thinks maybe he'd been pretending. puppies do act out of control more often than any other hybrid, after all.
you skip sitting next to him at meals these days. you leave your burrow a little earlier in the mornings to make sure you won't run into him on your way to your classes. and if you do cross paths, you pretend you don't hear him calling your name.
you find yourself unable to trust him or how much he claims to love and want you, because all you can hear in your head is what everyone else must be thinking.
the separation is not good for either of you, though.
your brains have now been conditioned to want each other, awaiting the final part of your bond - him biting down on your mating gland and claiming you for good. until it gets that, it won't settle.
your body aches in weird ways when you don't see him or feel him pressed up against you. it's worse than loneliness or sadness - it's physical. your skin gets hot, your throat goes tight, and your little cotton tail twitches restlessly against your thighs like it's searching for something that isn't there. you're constantly soaked too. your body keeps preparing for something that isn't coming.
your body thinks you should be glued to him, curled up in his lap, cock deep inside you, knot plugging you full so not a drop of him can leak out.
but you keep running anyway, even while you feel yourself falling apart.
as if it'll help, you start leaving the collar off. you just take it off one night, fingers twitching and bunny ears pinning against your head in shame as you slip it from your neck and shove it deep into your bag where he won't see it.
without it, you feel… less obvious. less marked. less his.
you can't stand how you feel when you think about his reaction if he ever notices.
of course, he notices.
even when you think you're clever, puppy still finds you. his nose twitches when you're near, ears flicking every time you sneak past, eyes tracking you. when you vanish for too long, you hear him pacing outside your burrow, sniffing the air, whining under his breath, claws scratching against the outside surface that you've shut him out of. he knows you're hiding, and it's hurting him.
you can feel it through the bond, a heavy ache that doesn't fully belong to you. it's from him. without you, he's become frantic and needy in his search for you, and his feelings seep into your body, increasing your own.
said feelings make you curl your thighs together under your blanket at night, rutting desperately against one of your pillows that still have his scent, biting back sobs as you cum messily all over yourself just from imagining him. again.
regardless, when you wake in the morning, sticky and ashamed, you still avoid him.
for days this goes on. you won't stop, and he can't stand it. every time you catch even a glimpse of him, he looks worse. darker circles under his eyes, hands twitching when you walk past him without looking, pupils blown wide with bags underneath indicating a lack of sleep. he smells different too, heady and slightly musky, as his body has been leaking little spurts of slick that stain his pants because he can't stop thinking about you.
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on the fifth day of dodging him, pretending you don't hear his voice, ducking down paths you've never even seen before, dousing yourself in unpleasant perfumes and lotions to mask your scent, all while silently aching for him, he breaks.
you don't know that he's done with this game of chase when you slip off in the early afternoon with your bag over your shoulder and creep through the courtyard assuming you'll get away with one more day of space. he is determined to put an end to this.
he's tracking you intently, having memorized your schedule and little routines and doing the opposite, knowing that's your plan. he tries to ignore the way his cock won't stay soft in anticipation of finding you and having you. his knot is already starting to swell even though he hasn't touched you. he hasn't even touched himself because he adamantly refuses to. it's not enough. only you are enough.
the bond drags him like a chain around his throat, yanking him down the trail you walked. your scent is everywhere, despite your attempts to suppress it. your pheromones don't go away, neither does your natural bunny musk or the slick leaking down your thighs. he growls when it spikes strongly, indicating you just passed through - and his body jerks forward without him even thinking.
he's drooling. his ears are flat against his skull as he pants and whines, making little desperate noises because you're too far, you're too far, his mate is too far-
you decide to skip your morning lesson because you feel too hot and needy to bear sitting in a stuffy room for an hour and a half. you wander out past the courtyard and into the far-off fields, dumping yourself in the grass to try and calm your body. with your eyes shut and your mind focused on the heat in your core, you don't realize you've been tracked all the way out here.
you don't hear the crunch of dirt under his shoes at first, or his loud panting and his tail lashing behind him at the excitement of finally reuniting with you. you only notice when the bond causes the hairs on your neck to stand on end, your own tail twitching.
he bursts through the treeline, chest heaving, sweat dripping down his temples. he looks nothing like your Puppy right now. he looks starved.
"Bun," he gasps. his gaze locks on you hungrily, your scent wrapping around him, causing his whole body to shudder in delight. you're here. here with him. "Bun! why'd you-" he cuts himself off with a low whine, stumbling toward you and dropping himself down in front of you, hands clutching the front of his pants where the obscene bulge strains and drips wetness through the fabric. his tail lashes behind him, making thump thump thump noises on the ground below.
you stare at the sight before you, how he's panting and nearly humping the ground needily, already leaning towards you. his nose catches the scent of your unclaimed mating gland starting to leak open. you stumble back slightly, floppy ears twitching again. "i d-didn't mean to..." the lie comes out of your mouth before you can stop it. you did mean to avoid him, ignore him, cast him aside. he knows that.
his nostrils flare and he lets out a groan, leaning down to press his face against your shoulder, your neck, sniffing and whining like a lost animal finally finding home. "found you," he mumbles, "y'keep running but i always-" he takes a deep inhale of your mating gland, lapping up some leakage. "i can't be without you, bunny, please. i-it hurts so bad, see?" he takes your hand and moves it to the hard outline of his cock through his pants. "it wants you, all of me wants you all the time a-and when you leave me i get like this."
you clamp your thighs together at his admission, your fluffy cotton tail wet at the base from how damp your panties are. his nose twitches at the scent, and his eyes fix on your pretty pussy hidden by your academy skirt. he paws at you for a moment, then trails his eyes up to look for your mating gland and the collar that's supposed to be wrapped around your throat, only to see that it's not there.
his ears flatten against his hair harder, both pointing in either direction agitatedly. now his tail bristles straight out, snarls leaving his mouth almost threateningly. his hands come up to wrap around your neck. "where is it," he hisses. "where is my collar?"
"mph! puppy... puppy i'm sorry, i put it away!"
his claws graze your throat. he's trying to be gentle to avoid hurting you, but it's hard with how you've been treating him the last several days when he's never needed you more, and now you do this to him. the final slap in the face, taking off his gift to you. his eyes widen, getting glassy and wet around the rims. "you took it off," it sounds like an angry sob. "you took it off. you don't want me. you don't-" his voice breaks completely. he takes one hand off your throat to paw at your floppy ears, keeping your head in place so you can't cower away from him. "say it's not true. say you still want me. say it. say it."
your ears twitch in his hands and your face scrunches up a little, more arousal filling your body as he grips on your bun ears firmly. he knows they're sensitive, more so because he'd been biting them when the two of you had sex. it's embarrassing how easily you react to him.
diverting your attention back to the pressing matter at hand and stopping yourself from moaning aloud, you fumble for your bag with clumsy fingers, heart racing. "i-i kept it! ngh, be gentle with me... i k-kept it, see?" you pull the collar out, the leather cold from sitting at the base of your bag all day.
he makes a yipping sound and snatches the collar out of your hands like a starving animal. for a beat he just stares at it, trembling all over. then he lunges towards you, grabbing the back of your neck with one hand to tilt your head up, making sure the heel of his hand presses against your mating gland to get you all dumb and even more aroused by him. he brings the collar to your throat with his free hand, muttering. "mine. my bunny." to you while he fumbles with the buckle and slides the strap around your neck, pulling it snug around your neck.
"ngh pup," you moan as his hand pushes on the sensitive ridges of your glands, replacing the pressure with that of the collar once it's around you. then he drags his thumb over the little tag hanging from it, his initials on it being his final straw.
he shoves his face into the uncovered part of your throat, nuzzling so hard your back hits the grass beneath you. he uses the opportunity to pin you down, nosing, licking, nipping at your neck and jaw. pup's big hands are everywhere - pawing at your hips, thighs, and your breasts. he kneads your softness in his hands, rolling fat thumbs over your nipples to make you keen under him. "want ya t'smell like me again, bun... never take it off again, never run again, please please please just be with me!"
his knot is fully swollen now, a hard bulge straining obscenely against his pants. he reverts to his natural instincts and flips you onto your belly to press himself between your plump ass cheeks and underneath your fuzzy tail. "mm… fuck- can't survive it, bunny. i needa have you."
he bucks his hips against your ass, rutting like he's already inside you. whining, his hands slide under your thighs, lifting you slightly more so your crotch is directly against the thick bulge in his pants.
meanwhile, his face buries into the side of your neck. he keeps whining, nose nuzzling and dragging over your exposed skin. he keeps flicking and lapping his tongue over your gland, mouthing at the slick skin but not puncturing it with his teeth yet.
his hands cup the swell of your ass, dragging his nails along your thighs as he shifts his weight against you, rubbing the thick, meaty length of his cock against your slick panties. every tiny grind makes your hips jerk back to meet him, nipples brushing against the soft cotton of your top, back arching involuntarily to meet your ass with his front. you're presenting yourself for him. every movement makes his knot throb against the curve of your ass, and makes his claws dig just a little deeper into your thighs.
Puppy's claws catch the waistband of your panties and tear them down. he doesn't waste any more time, using his free hand to shove his own pants down enough to free himself. he drops his heavy cock against your bare ass, leaking slick onto your flesh. with a loud whine, he rubs the swollen head against your folds, pushing your soaked tail up so it doesn't get in the way. pre-cum smears all over your pussy lips as he rubs himself between them, getting you even messier by mixing your slick with his. it feels so good it makes him delirious. when the head of his cock bumps against the underside of your clit and you jolt, he can't take it anymore, and starts to push forward.
his tip breaches you slowly, the wetness minimizing the resistance of your tight hole. you cry out into the grass, hands fisting it, as he slides in inch by inch, stretching you out with his meaty cock. "mngh- s' so warm," he babbles, throwing his head back as he breaches deeper, your walls hugging onto his cock so tightly that he has to hold back from cumming inside you then and there. "so tight, bun. missed you, missed you so much…" he rocks his hips shallowly, working himself deeper while trying to make sure he doesn't hurt you.
he grabs onto one of your floppy ears to make you arch your back and take more of him, his tail thwacking against your leg as he buries himself to the hilt, knot bumping against your pussy but not going in yet. he starts rocking his hips and fucking into you, cock slipping wetly through your walls sticky and loud. you can feel how swollen the knot is already, nudging at your clit each time he bottoms out. it's begging to be seated inside you, and it's driving him to fuck you harder and faster. every thrust is a messy grind of skin and slick, as he presses his mouth sloppily against your neck.
"hnn, bun, smell so good... y'smell so fuckin' good," he mumbles, tongue dragging over your gland again and catching every leaking drop with his long puppy tongue. his nose is pressed so firmly that he's inhaling your pheromones straight from the source, and it's messing with his brain even more. his thrusts speed up until he's literally pounding you into the grass, flared head bumping against your cervix and dragging back against your soft walls so he can do it again. "gonna go crazy, 'm already s'obsessed with you... you can't leave me again, bun, need y'so much, all the time-"
your arms give under his weight, your chest pressing into the grass. he starts tugging your shirt off so he can have you completely nude under him, big hands squeezing at the fat of your breasts, anchoring you in place by groping you while he thrusts into you hard and fast. the knot keeps bumping and pressing against your pussy, catching a little more each time, stretching you open just a fraction before popping back out.
"need it inside, bun," he groans, angling his thrusts down so the swollen knot slams against your rim, stretching you wider each time until you squeal into the dirt. "please, can't stand bein' out here empty, you're s'posed to be full of me, always. look-" his hand drags down your tummy, palm pressing against the soft bulge his cock makes inside you, "there, feel me? needs to be all the way in, bun. all the way in your belly."
sobbing into the grass he's got your cheek pressed against, your walls clamp down tight around him to drag his cock in for more and squeeze him in place to keep your cunt full of him. your thighs tremble as slick runs down them in messy strings. you milk him with each thrusts, and he lets out a loud cry when you clamp down too hard, his hips snapping forward as the thick swell of his knot finally pushes inside, stretching you open with a loud pop.
his arms wrap around your waist immediately as you scream and flail, hauling you back flush against him as his knot locks into place, shoving his cock even deeper inside you so his tip shoves inside your cervix just a little. he's all up in your guts now, cock breaching your womb. you SCREAM in ecstasy, thrashing even as the knot and his arms keep you stuck to him.
"mm! gotcha bun," he gasps, drooling against your neck as his cock throbs deep inside you, pulsing in time with his rapid heartbeat. "got my bunny back, mnghhhh 'm not lettin' go,"
his cock throbs hard inside you, and you realize he's about to cum, knot swelling impossibly tight inside you as his balls push flat against your folds. his teeth graze your gland again but he doesn't bite yet, just pants and cries loud, desperate moans into your throat as his hips jackhammer shallow and fast. his whole body trembles, ears pressed flat, tail stiff. then he lets out a loud whimper and everything inside you seizes up.
he unleashes his first load of heavy, hot cum inside your belly. it floods inside you in waves, his cock jerking inside you with each spill from his twitching cock, his knot grinding deeper into the snug ring of your entrance. it's pouring out of him in endless spurts, slicking your walls until it's sloshing inside you. his knot keeps you plugged so nothing leaks out, and now you feel stuffed full past capacity. your tummy swells against his palm when he slides his hand down to press against it.
his cock throbs inside you, another gush flooding past your cervix and pooling in your womb as he keeps pumping his cock further to make sure it gets all inside. your ears flop forward since he'd let go of it, and you moan high and needy, eyes rolling back. but he's not done. his teeth start digging into your gland. you know you should be afraid because the bond is forever, but you know that he's the one you want as your mate forever. your gland throbs where his mouth suckles. "do it," you wail. "please, p-pup, just do it!"
and that's all he needs to sink his fangs into the swollen gland.
it hurts at first, the puncture of teeth in your most sensitive spot making you cry out, but it's drowned away quickly by the rush of pleasure that follows. a gush of slick squirts out from you around his knot, splattering his thighs at the same time your bond opens for him and his teeth marks lock into the soft glands. you scream as you reach your peak, pussy spasming around his cock and milking him even tighter. it causes another torrent of his cum to spurt inside you. you squeezed him so tight right now, and your squirting was all it took for him to unload even more.
he howls into your neck, knot expanding to keep in the higher volume of his repeated loads. each one feels heavier than the last, your belly taut and sloshy, stretched round from how much he's dumped inside you. his tongue laves over the bite as his teeth stay sunk, sealing the bond while your body shakes under him.
You've taken up a job at the local aquarium as one of those pretend mermaids for the amusement of children and tourists. Does it pay well? Enough to convince you to dunk yourself underwater several times a day, at the very least.
What you thought was a cheap, obviously fake costume seems to have given the marine hybrids the wrong idea. They believe you are one of them, and - most importantly - the only available mate of the tank.
You could feel their hungry stare on you from the moment you plunged into the water. Luckily, they know to behave when there's an audience, but as soon as the doors close, they begin their relentless teasing. Tugging on your tail, pinning you to the glass walls, trying to breed you and mark you as their own.
Perhaps if you let them witness the truth, they will finally cease their pursuit. In a desperate attempt, you dove in without your costume, eagerly showcasing your bare legs as evidence. Which, lamentably, only made it worse. Ah, so that's why they couldn't properly touch you. Some piece of glittery fabric was blocking their access to the important bits.
On the bright side, after your courageous act, you found a new check sitting on your desk. It appears you've been promoted - whatever you're doing with the hybrids is improving their mood greatly. Keep going!
He sniffs it curiously, recognizing the smell of your slick coating it. “What is it?”
You turn it on, the monotonous buzzing filling the air as you use your free hand to undo his pants. “Just wait, baby.”
You stroke his cock, getting him hard before pressing the vibrator against his tip, making him yelp in surprise before he melts against you.
It becomes his favorite thing ever, and you catch him stealing your vibrator to play with it while your gone. He knots his own fist, drooling onto your pillow as his cum spills onto your vibrator.
you just smell so good, you can’t blame him for lapping at your neck and face, leaving sloppy kisses on your lips even as you scold him
he’s basically squishing you against the couch, his weight and heat engulfing you, and it doesn’t take him long until he starts tugging at your shorts
“It hurts” he grits out, panting against your shoulder. he’s a mess; sweaty, flushed, needy; his cock leaks with precum when he takes it out
and you’re so wet, you try to stifle your moans as he grinds his cock against your panties, they stick to your folds, the slick sounds and his pants making you even more dizzy
“pup, slow down” you beg him, but your whines only spur him on, he grabs the base of his dick, angling it just right to rub against your clit
“‘m sorry, feels too good” your breaths mingle as he ruts into you, every thrust becoming more sloppy, before he shudders with a groan
there’s so much cum, you can feel it seeping trough the flimsy fabric, and he begs you not to change your soaked panties <3
