Request: Naga boyfriend who has aphrodisiac venom x f reader neck biting yayyy and also maybe he unhinges his jaw when he eats you out, also maybe he pricks the readers clit with his teeth and it becomes insanely sensitive but he keeps going anyway and its like overstim kink (overstim is hot imo).
Overstimulation surprise
Naga x fem!reader || sex venom, oral sex, overstimulation, marking, double-peen (no double penetration tho).
“I’ve been thinking…” Your head shots up, looking at him with interested eyes. Every time your naga boyfriend says those words, you know you are up for a treat.
It’s usually something sexual, and more times than not it ends with you passing out after he fucked you into insanity. Last time he had to help you up for the next two days because you were that sore. But damn, you would do it again in a blink if he offered. You still got tingly when you thought about the things he did to you with his tongue that wonderful night.
“Yes?” You croak out, trying not to sound too eager (and failing). You are definitely eager to be fucked by your boyfriend. The novelty of fucking a naga is not gone even after all the time you’ve been together.
He sounds a bit hesitant. “You know nagas have aphrodisiac venom, right?” You nod, not knowing where he’s going with this. It’s used between nagas, and you aren’t one. When you asked about it he was very concerned that it could kill you, so you rapidly dropped it. “So… I asked around, and apparently it’s safe to use on humans. I can only use a tiny amount, but it’s supposed to make everything more intense. People on the internet seemed to like it a great deal. I know I said it would be dangerous but I can control the amount and...”
You are still processing the fact that he researched this so he could bite you, but your mouth is faster than your brain because it opens and a soft: “Fuck yes,” escapes before he finishes speaking.
His smile is so big and so charming that you have trouble breathing for a second. “Really? It’s very intense. It might hurt a bit…” He sounds unsure, but there’s a hint of something under it. A hint that makes you think it’s going to be the best experience of your fucking life.
“I’m sure. I want it. I want to experience everything with you,” you tell him, straddling his tail until your warm core is pressed against his dicks. There’s fabric between you two, but it’s enough to make him moan, head thrown back. It allows you space to kiss his neck, until you whisper against his ear: “I want you full naga on me. Now, please.”
You know is the correct thing to say because in a movement so fast you don’t even see it coming, he throws you over his shoulder and slithers towards the bedroom. You are giggling while he grunts something about teasing little human and how he’s about to rock your world.
Your clothes fly off your body the same way his do. And in a flash you are laying in bed, his big body over yours while he stares at the vein in your neck. “How is this- How does it work?” You ask, suddenly a bit nervous. You trust him with your life, but the reminder that it could be dangerous for humans is still fresh in your mind.
“I’m going to bite you right here,” he traces the point with his finger, making you shiver. His finger continues south while he talks: “And then I’m going to go down on you until you come at least four times. After that… We’ll see how many more times you can come on my cocks.”
“I can’t come that many times,” you tell him with a chuckle, thinking he’s full of shit right now. Your top has been three times and that was so intense you almost passed out after. He had been edging you for like four hours by that point, though.
He smirks so big you can see his fangs. “Wanna bet? I’m going to make you come so many times tonight that you are going to beg me to stop,” he whispers against your ear, his long thin tongue licking a stripe against your neck that makes you gasp. “You want the full naga experience, don’t you? Then I’m going to destroy your pussy. And you will thank me after for rocking your world.”
You don’t have time to tell him he already does. Your world is rocked every time you fuck. He’s always so attentive and fucking perfect with you. His dicks fitting inside of you like a fucking glove every single time. And when he uses both at once… Fuck, it’s explosive. And this? Him saying he can make you cum so many times? You aren’t sure about it. But the way he’s so confident about it. Fuck. What if he can?
“Please,” you whisper, unable to form any more words. You want everything he’s offering. You need everything he’s offering. You want all he can give you and a bit more.
“I’m going to bit you first, okay? It will be a tiny bit of pain and then the venom might burn a second or two, but it will feel good after.” You nod, trusting him to do whatever he wants with your body right now.
His tail curls around your legs, holding you still when his face falls back to your neck. He kisses your pulse point until your tension disappears and then… Bright light blinds you for a second before the most intense feeling washes over your body.
You can feel it in every fiber of your being, only getting higher and higher with each new pump of your heart. You are so focused on the new sensations that you don’t sense your naga boyfriend moving down your body until his mouth latches onto your nipple and you let out a scream that shakes the walls.
“Shhh, it’s okay, my love. Does it feel good? I know it does. You look so pretty right now, so overwhelmed already, and I barely touched you,” his words sound like nonsense to your brain right now. He latches onto your nipple again and you grab onto his head so strongly that he winces.
He doesn’t complain. He travels south, kissing your stomach and erupting goosebumps in his path. Each kiss feels like you are getting closer and closer to orgasm, and he hasn’t even touched your pussy yet. It’s like every nerve in your body is hyperexcited and attuned to him. You didn’t think it would be so intense. You can barely stop shaking.
When his hands push your legs apart, you scream again, and he frowns up at you. “Are you in pain?” You shake your head, unable to pronounce a single word. It’s too much. It’s not enough. You are going to lose your fucking mind if he continues his assault on your body.
You look down at him once more, just in time to see him wink at you before his jaw unhinges so wide you are left gaping at him. He only winks up at you before he lowers his head against your core. The scream that leaves your body could rival a banshee when he starts liking your oversensitive pussy.
You are so completely gone you can barely feel the way one of his fangs runs down your clit before you feel it. It’s like lightning hitting all your senses all at once. Your pussy becomes even more sensitive, so much that you aren’t sure if what you are feeling is pain or pleasure. He doesn’t seem to care either way, his mouth continues working while you gasp for air and your hands claw against his head trying to hold onto something.
The first orgasm takes you by surprise, your back arching and your mouth opening with a silent scream. Your throat feels raw and your body too sensitive to hold onto the pleasure that’s rocking through your system. It’s like you are about to die. But also like you are ascending into heaven.
“That’s it, my love. Rub yourself all over my face,” he whispers against your pussy before leaning down again and continuing teasing your clit and hole with his long tongue. You can feel his hands holding you open, your thighs clasping against his head while he tries to suffocate himself on your pussy.
You’ve never felt something like it. It’s almost painful the way his tongue is licking around your pussy, but somewhat you can get enough.
True to his word, he makes you come three more times in the span of less than fifteen minutes. It must be some kind of new record. One that makes you lose your eyes and sob when wave after wave of pleasure continues washing over you and driving you into insanity.
When he finally pulls back from your oversensitive pussy, you can barely see him through your tears. He coos at you, caressing your cheek before whispering: “Ready for more?” You almost want to say no, but your body is his to pleasure, and you are only a toy to play with. And fuck, you want to see how far he can take it. How far he can take you.
He positions himself against your pussy, both of his cocks rubbing up and down your slit until you cry out, another broken sob focusing his attention back to your face. He kisses your tears away before slipping his lower dick inside of you. You gasp, trying to inhale but unable to breathe properly. His dick feels like lightning on your pussy, like every single millimeter is igniting a fire of pleasure inside of you, making you cry harder, scream harder. And on top of that, his upper dick keeps rubbing against your oversensitive clit and you cry out.
The sensations are too much, you aren’t sure if you can hold it together much longer before your whole body disappears into mist or something equally ethereal. You didn’t even know your body could feel so much pleasure that you felt like it was an extracorporeal experience. But once again, he doesn’t seem to care how much you cry or how much you keep repeating it’s “too much”. He’s only focused on driving you absolutely insane. To melt your brain into a puddle. He fucks onto you like his life depends on it, like he’s trying to fuck the life out of you at the same time. He might be able to if he continues like that.
You don’t know if you come again or if your pleasure is so high that you are experiencing an infinite orgasm. You can’t scream anymore, and your tears ran out a while back while he continues fucking you through all of it. The feeling of his venom inside of you doesn’t relent, and neither does he.
Your boyfriend comes at least three times inside of you before your arms stop responding, and you can only gape up at him while he slowly rocks his dick in and out of your pussy. You whisper: “I can’t- I can’t take it anymore.” You sound utterly pathetic, and it seems to amuse him. He coos down at you while his fingers keep playing with your clit, his hips slowly driving you insane.
“You can, babe. Only one more. Give me one more and I’ll stop,” he tries to negotiate. You aren’t sure you can orgasm again. Your pussy feels raw and abused, but his fingers still feel so incredibly good… The way his scales rub against your nipples…
He pushes his dick back inside your pussy and you let out a choked scream. He starts thrusting against your G-spot right away. Each thrust is like a zap of energy down your spine, a thrum of pleasure against your clit. It’s too much. It’s not enough. You need… You need…
His hand slips between your bodies and he pinches your nipples so hard you let out a scream as your body shakes one last time. Your vision turns black and he stills on top of you. The last thing you feel is a wave of warmth inside of you and against your lower abdomen when he cums again. Then… nothing.
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there was rhis Aizawa x Reader fic i read a long time ago where he was a Naga (Half snake half human) and the reader lives in a village where she was like the runt of the village and the forest was said to hold a beast that eats people so nobody goes in it and one day as a kid(i think) she went into the forest and found Aizawa, they became friends and she would visit him all the time and one day (Theyre older obviously) i think her village wanted to kill hwr or somthing so she runs away with him and they get to this waterfall or stream that they have to go in to find his den and she ends up having to take of ger clothes cuz she doesnt want them wet. Then when they gwt to his den he lets her in his nest and smut happens. He had two dicks. I CAN'T REMEMBER WHO WROTE IT OR WHAT IT WAS CALLED😭😭 SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME FIND IT!!!!
Big Naga but they were born with a rather obvious difference, one snake half and a duo upper human half, two human bodies with two different personalities on one snake monster.
They're both wildly clingy and overly starved for affection due to the nature of their birth and their life till now, considered a freak by both Naga and humans until they meet you. Now they know what it feels like to be looked at with wonder and not scorn, admired not pushed aside, it's all too much, too good, and it's all centred on you of course.
They simply must make sure you know how much they adore you, bickering over how long the other had kissed you for, had held you for, being pouty adult man babies when you promise you love them both equally but can't make out with both of them at the same time.
Ooo here's an idea! Maybe old man naga ends up getting super jealous when he sees us interacting with a flirty popular naga, so we finally decide to pull him aside after he ignores us for a few days and pounce >:3 meaning lots and lots of praise and gentle kisses around his neck until he gives in
Y'all are like really, truly feral for this old man.
I love it.
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He knew this day would come, he'd seen it before, had this sour feeling pool in his gut and fester all the same.
You'd been around the Naga from accounts and deliverance, a younger, more vibrant, and most importantly more receptive Naga to your particular type of attention. It was only for a moment but he could see how the other snake monster leaned into your space, likely cooing and charming his way into your attentions, the notorious flirt that he was, pushing any idea of the old runt out of your mind...
Foolish.
He was foolish to think you'd actually be interested in him, to consider that in the face of someone more energetic and enthusiastic about seeking a partner that you'd pick him over another, clearly better candidate.
And so began the usual tasks of distancing himself, always busy, short words when he did have to speak with you, doing everything within his power to make the distance clear, clean, and obvious to others so that you won't have to worry about a runt ruining your chances at getting attention from the other Nagas. Around a week after he had begun this distance you'd sprung on him, wrapped your arms around his waist and dragged him out of the main medical hall, tucking the two of you into the storage closet that likely never saw any use anyway.
You were swift in calling his behaviour out, clicking your tongue at him when he hisses about not ruining your chances with the Naga you clearly want.
The last thing he had expected was the warm press of your palms on his cheeks, making him look at you directly, thumbs stroking along his cheekbones and playing with the edge of his glasses as you called him a sickeningly sweet name, something that makes his stomach twist and face heat. You don't chide or hiss, don't comment on his jealous hissy fit that made him pull away, you coo at him, sweet words and soft reassurance that makes him feel strange, but even as he hisses to stop teasing him you persist.
Slow gently kisses across his cheeks, and against his forehead make him shudder, arms wrapping around your waist as he takes in the affection your gracing a runt like him with. He feels silly about pushing you away, feels an awkward twist in his stomach as you lean heavily on the fact that you'd missed him, been looking for him, and were very much interested in him not some other showboat, overly flirty Naga that only cared about numbers.
More old naga pleaseeee, I beg youuuuu!!! I need the human to constantly fluster and tease him and trace the scales on his tail delicately!! I want to get close to his face and play with his hair so baddd!!! *spits out ten bagels from mouth and places it on your desk* plz? 🥺🥺
Okay, but damn you got ten bagels in that mouth?
Shit, anon, that's skill.
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It's far too cold for anything that was on his list of practical work for the day, slumped on one of the medical beds made for Naga like him, he works through the paperwork that he managed to carry over with him, each sentence and column filled is followed by a shiver.
His teeth ache when he yawns, fangs exposed to the cold air and making his age all the more apparent as he sips the lukewarm tea you'd prepped for him over twenty minutes ago.
Thinking of you, he'd not seen you since you brought him the tea, likely off doing whatever he couldn't do in this temperature or maybe you'd turned your affection away from an old runt like him and finally decided to chase one of the younger or more filled out Naga on the site. Grumbling to himself he shudders again before turning back to the medical stock reports, everything was in order but the drab notes and repeating number kept his mind from wandering further down the hole of what if thoughts that came with wondering about his human counterpart.
Another ten minutes would pass before you reappeared in the medical station, carrying fresh tea and what looks like a heat pack, not that he was side eyeing it as you rambled about how horrid the weather was or anything. Most definitely not, not even as you came by the bed he was resting on and tucked it under the thin blanket over his tail, hissing a small thank you as you swapped out the old cup of tea for the hotter fresher mug.
Putting the cup somewhere it wouldn't get knocked or bumped apparently was the perfect moment for you to settle yourself under the blankets with him, clambering again on his slim lap and beginning your look over of his current state. Hands far warmer than his own tracing the mess of scales that fade from pale blue to cream as they grow closer to his under belly, shivering for a very different reason as you coo over how smooth and pleasant his scales feel, blissfully ignoring how his cheeks heat and he has to adjust his glasses to occupy himself instead of trying to grab at you like Hai instincts demand he do.
You had grown far too comfortable touching an old Naga like him.
Startled by the sensation of your attention moving upwards, thumbs stroking the deep lines on his face from years of scowls, smirks, smiles, and scoffing at idiots around his many, many workplaces.
His hair was longer now, less caring in his older years about keeping it in that same near cut he used to, so it seems only natural that as you took on the features of his face from up close that you would pay attention to the mid length of his hair. Your fingers twirling and playing with the loose waves of his hair, once much more coiled and curled but with age, lack of care, the strands thinning, and the length of them now, it looked more a wavy mess than anything in pictures of a younger him.
Yet, here you are, playing and fawning over how handsome and devious he looks, giggling as he turns his head to lightly chide you.
It's still hard for a runt like him to think a pretty young thing like you would want him so, even if your recent favourite pass time between work is flustering him to no end with your sweet words and endless attention.
Even now in his older age, he's still called a runt, tail too slim, body too lean, smaller compared to the other Naga he had been clutched with...
An old runt of a snake.
So why is it that even surrounded by others of his kind, prime examples of what a Naga should be at his age, you, a sweet human worker amongst them, choose to be at his side working as his equal as he manages the medical station of this site? You, who should by all means have eyes for the buffer, sturdier, more energetic of his kind, not some thin, old, pale-scaled Naga like him. But here you are, sitting on his desk, talking with him about the next stock orders that need to be put in, making soft, longing gazes at him.
An answer to your questions is needed, and yet he can't help but stare down at his hands as he thinks, soft-scaled, slightly wrinkled, and developing spots that come with age. His hands aren't what they used to be, but still strong, steady, slight in that way all runts' hands were. These same hands you'd once held in idle curiosity and rambled about how lovely they looked, you'd smiled at him, winking even, as you cooed something about long, thin fingers and hard-to-reach places.
Heat fills his face for a moment before he shakes his head, pushing the thoughts away as he pushes his glasses back into place.
Looking at you, he watches as you openly observe him; you hold the same general rank as him on site, and it wouldn't be against regulation to... Co-mingle with someone like you, but just because you'd entertained the idea of flirting with an older monster like him didn't mean you'd accept it if he openly offered.
Ever the surprising species you humans are, he jerks out of his thoughts as you round his desk, the specially made seats for his kind are more than accommodating for your own addition to his personal space. The small hiss he lets out is mostly surprise as he watches you settle yourself across the time-slimmed stretch of his waist, the pale blue and cream of his tail is starkly different to the black of your uniform pants, but still he looks up and finds you staring at him with the same open interest and eagerness for him that he had seen before.
Hmm.
Maybe there is still a chance for an old runt like him to enjoy the more... Interesting parts of life.
It’s getting hot where I live rn and they keep closing the pool because of rain 😫 idk if it’s raining I plan on getting wet anyway!
And speaking of getting wet I keep daydreaming about a big dilf anaconda naga who spends most of his days sunbathing on the rivers shore, unbothered by the humans visiting his river to cool down during the summer. Just a big ol’ snake who’s more than happy to help cool you off more with his scales by letting you sit on him while taking a break from swimming, especially when you’re hot and wet in a different way 😏
So fun fact, they close the pools when it rains for like three reasons but the main two are lifeguard visibility and water contamination from the rain!
Also this is a banger of an ask and I'm sorry it took so long to get to it 😩.
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Everyone knew that the river was for all, and everyone knew that it was safe so long as the local Naga was around to watch over the water, it was his territory after all.
What everyone doesn't know is that on the days that the crowds don't flock to the river banks, the days that aren't as hot as the others, you can wade right up to the Naga on his sunning rock and join him, clambering up slowly till you're on the wide rocky platform that weather and rough water had rubbed smooth over the years. Sitting with your legs dangling off the edge as you lean back against his thick tail, chattering with him about what's happening in town or around the others that live in the area, getting soft grunts and noises of interest in response to the endless yammering you give.
As the sun rises more and more so does the heat, moving you off the rock and back into the water, swimming for a little while before even the river feels warm against your skin. Looking up at the large blue scales of the Naga you gain an idea, climbing back up to his perch, you wait until he looks your way and ask if you can leech the cool from his scales.
It's interesting how he perks up at the idea, shifting himself to be more accommodating for you to fit against him, watching with curious eyes as you settle against the thickest part of his tail. Your hips strain slightly from the girth of his tail, straddling him and pressing your hands against his chest as the cool feeling of him seeps into your skin, it's surprisingly pleasing for him as well how you press your too warm body against his, much better than just laying against the barely heated stone.
Thick fingers dig into the meat of your hips as he adjusts how you're practically straddling him, making sure to pull you tight against him, as so he can enjoy the full feeling of how warm you are. Hissing out a soft surprised sound when he begins to notice a much warmer spot pressing against him as you settle into this new position he held you in.
"aww, aren't you just a needy little whore? Need my cock to fill you up? Ah! I see you're getting hard~ you want that? You want me to stuff you full?"
Do you see my vision? Maybe it could be like an incubus or naga but like, thats the type of treatment I want.
Last time you sent an ask like this I gave you angel pet play, so of course I know what you mean and see the vision.
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To the outside world the two of you are a couple to be envious of, sweet and attentive, both joined at the hip and independent from each other in the ways a relationship should be.
And yet, behind closed doors that perfect sight becomes something else entirely.
The carpet is rough against your knees, but your legs have long gone numb as you look up at your partner, his tail coiled across the backs of your calves both keeping you steady and anchoring you in place for his own purposes. These very purposes are watching as your lips struggle to wrap around the twin lengths of his cocks, fingers digging into your hair as he uses your mouth as nothing more than a toy.
He's not watching the way your eyes water or how your hands shake as you press against the thickest part of his tail, he's watching the thick leather band around your neck bulge, how the very collar he puts on you every day the moment you get home morphs and the tag that reads 'prey' glistens with an obscene amount of your drool from his use of your mouth. He hisses with satisfaction as he catches the way you look up at him, pulling out of your throat slowly and clicking his tongue at the broken sound you make.
"it's just sad how desperate you are to let me use you, look at you... Already crying and all I've done is manage to get myself fully hard using your throat a little."
Using the leverage of his hand in your hair he guides you up just enough to rake his gaze across your body, scowling slightly as he looks down at your cock, already hard and leaking against your stomach.
"God your needy, had your face fucked and your that hard... Honestly, pet your getting sloppy, maybe we need to train you back up and get you used to being used again. I wanted a dedicated fuck bunny and toy, not a desperate whelp."
The way he drops his grip leaves you sprawling across the coils of his tail, legs being pushed open as he tuts at you, words sharp and quick as he watches how you shiver and follow his movements. Looking up at him as he leans down, using the flexibility he has over you to loom and tuck a finger under the edge of your collar, lifting your head and cooing condescendingly at you before hooking his hands under your knees and spreading your legs wide.
