#monsterfucked

[runa-falls]

Can I be queen of the monster fucking now pretty pls 🥺

I even have proof of registration. Let me find my card real quick here, officer! I swear I have it, haha!

THE SMURF DOESN'T COUNT -- THIS ISN'T A MONSTER, HE'S JUST SOME WEIRDO

[hassenmarred]

monsterfucked

"Your clothing looks cumbersome...~"

Oh, now he sees, “ Really? They feel pretty comfortable.”

He smirks, amused as this flip-flopping of the usual order.

[tyrianbruises]

He's beautiful.

His breathing has gone ragged and I can hear an angry wheeze beneath it, exertion squeezing around his ribs. I want it to be me that squeezes him so: to feel his bones in my hands, the shudder of uncooperative lungs, the way he would squirm helplessly. I can almost feel it already, the flutter of his fearful little heart in my claws, the heat of his tears on my skin. I shudder at the thought, and my quills tinkle softly with the motion.

He gasps, spinning, searching for the source of the sound. His eyes cannot make use of the little light that filters through the canopy and his sad little ears help him not at all, only serve to make him more fearful.

That's alright. The hunt will end soon, and he will be mine.

He will see.

[sexuallyhentai]

monsterfucked

[conquiistador]

Hand in hand the two walked, Szayel leading Anja along to meet the man that always sent him gifts. Anja had been curious ever since the first lavish envelope had been sent and now was her chance. "Hello, Doflamingo~!" Szayel spoke first, but Anja was not far behind. "HE'S SO FLUFFY, SZAYEL!!" She meant to say his coat was so fluffy, but awe had her speaking quickly. Szayel had to let go of Anja's hand to cover his mouth and try not to laugh.

     Lately, Doflamingo had gotten increasingly busier. It wasn’t something he enjoyed at all. If there was one thing that annoyed him, it was when he had to act dutiful. As much as he valued his free time, there were certain responsibilities that came with being the CEO of such a large company, and of course, Doflamingo wasn’t going to neglect his empire. He had spent too much time building it to leave it to anyone else. The result was that he didn’t get to meet up with Szayelaporro as much as he would like. Today, they had arranged a quick meet-up, and Szayelaporro ( to Doflamingo’s slight disappointment ) was bringing along a friend, who so desperately wanted to meet him. It was fine, he supposed, though he wasn’t too fond of spending time with all those young girls who Szayelaporro seemed to favor as his friends. They only made the age-gap between them all the more apparent.

     The driver pulled up and a moment later, he was holding the door open for Doflamingo, who stepped out. He was wearing one of his many expensive suits, and the trade-mark pink feather coat was draped over his shoulders. No, he didn’t mind standing out in the crowd. He had only JUST stepped out, and pushed his sunglasses up the bridge of his nose, when he heard Szayelaporro’s voice call out for him. He turned in the direction of the sound, and smiled when he spotted the student. A brief, almost discreet hand-gesture stated that he had heard him. He would wait for the other - and his friend - to come over to him. He already knew her name was Anja. She appeared to be a very lively girl, and the first thing she said ( or called out ) confirmed this suspicion. Doflamingo had NEVER been called FLUFFY in his life. Szayelaporro apparently found it very funny, seeing as he had to cover his mouth to strangle his laugh. Thin brows arched a little, but it wasn’t like such a comment would offend him. No doubt she was referring to his coat.

     ❝ Fu fu fu fu. ~ ❞ Not surprisingly, he chuckled once they were close enough to hear him.  ❝ And you must be Anja, hm? A pleasure. ❞ He didn’t offer her his hand, thinking that it would be a bit sweaty from holding Szayelaporro’s.