#soft noncon

[lolnothankyouplease]

this is so Clark imo 😛 https://x.com/brattbehaviour/status/1968716495669588294?s=46&t=GTke7Qg6_kImRycZ_qdMVg

mdni 18+ link

hi yes because if clark knows you’re still feeling good, he doesn’t care how much you wiggle or kick or squirm, he’s gonna find a way to keep fucking you. he’ll let you have a second to catch your breath every once in a while, but the moment he feels your breathing slow, he’s back inside.

[useless-moss]

Another drabble? Another glimpse into a one-shot I may or may not finish? More likely than you think! (yes I'm testing what Tumblr will allow and yes if I finish this it'll be on ao3 I promise-)

Also. @evilwriter37

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Viggo silently examines the brunette for a few long moments, one hand cupping Hiccup's jaw to prevent him from moving or looking away. Though, with the way Hiccup's eyes are unfocused with one pupil blown wide, Viggo doesn't think he needs to worry that much.

“Can you even understand me?” The hunter asks, though he's not expecting an answer. Hiccup babbles something incoherent in response and slowly blinks, wincing as such a simple motion irritates the bruises forming on his face and the cut above his eyebrow. “I'll take that as a ‘no’ then.” Viggo muses, lowering Hiccup's head back down to the floor. Letting the younger man rest as he debated what to do next.

He certainly couldn't interrogate Hiccup. Wouldn't be able to get any information from the brunette while he's in this state. Hiccup probably didn't even know where he was. With a sigh, Viggo grabbed the younger man by his jaw once again and lightly shook Hiccup's head side to side.

“Nngh…” Hiccup grumbled something incoherent, wincing and weakly trying to pull away from Viggo's grip. He was unsuccessful, of course, and that only made the hunter smirk.

“Poor, helpless Hiccup. You can't even push me away, can you?” The question was rhetorical, not that Viggo cared about the answer regardless. He just let Hiccup's head drop back down to the floor with a small thump as he moved to trail his hand down the brunette's chest, making a mental note of Hiccup's heartbeat and breathing. “Not how I imagined this going, admittedly. Guess I should tell Ryker to go easy on you in the future.” Viggo mused as he toyed with the end of Hiccup's tunic, not missing the way the rider's breath hitched slightly.

“Hhh… Nnn…” Hiccup groaned, his lips moving but a coherent sentence miles away. Was he trying to say no? Maybe. It seemed plausible. Not that Viggo really cared. Instead, the man tilted his head slightly, lost in thought…

He couldn't interrogate Hiccup. But maybe he could… After a moment of hesitation, Viggo let his fingers slip beneath Hiccup's shirt, gently tracing the lean muscles and occasional scar. Admiring the brunette's body as he slowly slid Hiccup's tunic up to reveal more and more skin.

Yes. This seemed better. This was a good middle ground. He could still get some use out of the younger man this way. Fulfilling a fantasy he's had floating about his head for moons now was just a happy little coincidence.

“You're beautiful, my dear...” Viggo found himself whispering while rubbing his hands up and down Hiccup's torso. Caressing his sides before moving up to trace around the younger man's chest and lightly pinch his nipples. Hiccup groaned in response and weakly tried to bat Viggo's hands away. “Easy, easy… I'm not going to hurt you. You've been through enough pain for one night, after all…”

“Hnngh… T-th… St…” Hiccup stammered, eyebrows pinched together and bruised face scrunched up in what looked like confusion. Viggo just smirks slightly and leans forward, beginning to pepper kisses along Hiccup's torso. The young man whined a bit, but didn't really move much or try to push Viggo away. Though, to be honest, Viggo doubted Hiccup could even if he wanted to.

Regardless, the dragon hunter continued. Used this opportunity to thoroughly enjoy Hiccup's body. To map out every inch he could. Every dip and curve, every raised line, every sun-kissed beauty mark embedded within his skin. Even the bruises and fresher wounds. He'd gently kiss around those marks. Trying to avoid causing unnecessary pain as he undressed Hiccup piece by piece, folding up the softer articles to place beneath the rider's head. A sort of cushion between the hard wooden floor and Hiccup's already rattled skull.

“Do you like this, my dear?” Viggo asks, listening closely as the younger man's groans and grunts of confusion and discomfort slowly shift. As Hiccup's blood pumps and his body, battered and bruised as it is, reacts as though nothing is wrong. Much to Viggo's amusement. “You must. Already so hard for me…”

[rapeddaughter]

I can't cum without thinking of my dad raping me :(