Whiny boys who cry in the middle of sex. He’s already cum six times now and you’re still not letting up. He’s just so cute when he cries, you just can’t help yourself. He keeps whimpering and moaning like there’s no tomorrow. Not to mention he does the most adorable things. Rolling his eyes back, sticking his tongue out, moving his hips against your fingers.
Whiny boys who are so loud. No matter what they do, they can’t help but moan aloud like some kind of pornstar. You’ve gotten your fair share of noise complaints from neighbors. You’ve thought about buying him a gag, but it’s much funner to watch him try and fail holding back his moans. 
Whiny boys who cry and tell you that he can’t take it anymore, that he’ll die if he cums again— only for him to wrap his arms around you or lock his legs around your hips when you try to move out of them. In fact, he’ll only cry harder, whining about how mean you are for actually trying to move out of him.
Whiny boys who cry, knowing what it does to you. He knows that it makes you fuck into him harder and despite all his cries he loves when you’re rough with him. Whenever he feels like you’re not fucking him hard enough, he’ll bite the inside of his mouth to make himself tear up more. He knows it’s an underhanded tactic but he can’t help it! He can have tricks up his sleeve too you know…
He loves seeing the bruises and bites on his body the morning after. All over his nipples, shoulders, in between his legs. But his all time favorites are the bruises on his hips. A reminder of how hard you were slamming into him. ♡
Lohan and using his sword to pin his arms to the bed thank you
Warning(s): Knife Play, Cuffs, Nipple Play, Coming Untouched, This is all I hope.
A/n: Had sm fun with this one omg I love my lil freak<3
The vice captain of the 5th company, aka Lohen, is the slimiest fucker you ever knew.
He is smart enough to know when the matter at hand calls for a physical fighter or a smooth talker, and will use whatever serves his convenience most; his precise control over all sorts of weaponry and his silver tongue along with the willingness to recklessly gamble with his life can save his skin from the kind of situations that not many return in a full piece from.
To anyone else, these are good traits to have, praise-worthy, even. It goes to show how well he can survive despite his obvious lack of any survival instinct whatsoever.
To you —someone with a foul temper and the strength to back it up— however, those combined traits make Lohen in his very fundamental nature, an annoying fuck.
A very, very punchable one at that.
It's the reason why he is so often found bound to your bed, the sound of chains clinking against each other easily overshadowed by the heavy breathing and overexcited noises escaping his pretty lips as you toy with him like the disobedient little thing he is.
Today is no different.
"This is quite the nice blade you have here." You twirl the knife that you looted shamelessly from the vice captin's garb, watching it reflect the dim light on its fine steel. "Quiet roughed up, though. Didn't take you to be the type to be careless with your precious "hunting" tools." Sighing, your eyes stare down at Lohen, judging him. "What a shame. It looked so nice, too..."
"Hey now, why so harsh?" He purrs, voice breathy and eyes too busy staring at your own to spare the deadly weapon a second glance. "You know that I always do weapon maintenance after play time... but it just so happens that my darling spouse was too impatient for me today." The knight's lips curl into a smirk, and you can swear the bloody red in his eyes glowed a malicious pink, if only for a moment. "I'm a man with priorities, you know?"
Even when chained up like a wild animal, he still has the audacity to act so, so smug.
It irretates you.
"Well, too bad." You flip the poisoned dagger so its sharp side is pointed at tender human flesh, protected only by the few layers of his armorless knight uniform. "Your darling spouse has decided its surprise inspection time."
Lohen shudders in anticipation when the knife —his knife— pokes at his chest, the cool blade burning against too warm skin. His arms move instinctively to do something, but are restrained by the cuffs digging mercilessly into his wrists, chains tightly gripped in your palm.
"H-hah..." His breath stutters when you cut through the fabric, eyes now trained on the knife, hypnotized, as you slowly slide it up the rest of his pesky uniform shirt.
You pause once you cut through his collar, sharp edge pointed at the skin just under that choker wrapped prettily —and tightly— around his throat. Your eyes get distracted by his toned chest, already sweaty and flushed pink despite you not doing anything yet —fucking whore— watching as it rises and falls so enticingly with each frantic breath he takes.
It tempts you.
"Would you look at that? It actually cut through!"
Giving in to the urges, if only temporarily, you lean down to press your lips against plump flesh. Lohen physically tenses under your touch, whining sweetly as you suck a purple bruise into his skin, just close enough from his sensitive nipple to put him on edge.
You giggle at his cute reaction, teasingly blowing a puff of hot air against the hardened nub of flesh before pushing yourself up to face him.
"Looks like you passed the test!" Using the blunt side of the knife, you tilt his chin up, purposefully skipping on cutting the leather band so it can tighten on his oxygen pipes, restricting his breath. "A reward is in order then, don't you think?"
The knight's heart skips a beat, and it's when he opens his big mouth to talk back at you like the disrespectful thing he is, that you interrupt him with a kiss, not holding back with your tongue once you get an in.
"Ha—" Lohen chokes on a gasp, your hand quickly sliding the knife from under his chin as you suck on his tongue. Twisting it in your grasp, you stab the damn thing on the headboard, tangling the chain attached to his cuffed wrists along the sharp blade and freeing your second hand.
You grab his chin to keep his pretty head up and his oxygen limited as you pull away for a sweet long exhale, the string of saliva connecting your mouths getting cut by your tongue as you close the distance again, kitten licking at his soft lips for more access.
When he insists on being stubborn, smirking at you smugly with that "what you gonna do" expression, your free hand reaches for his bare chest, fingers playfully tracing a long line along his muscles as they inch dangerously close to his more sensitive parts.
"Nghh-hah..." Lohen's lips part, letting out a high pitched moan into your mouth as your fingers pinch the hardened nipple between them, abusing the sensitive spot. Your tongue finds it way back inside, and the surprised noise he lets out as the hot muscle intrudes on his wet insides only encourages you to make him choke on it once more.
His hips buck under you, trying to gain any sort of friction as he grows impatient, you pay it no mind, making him whine pathetically by scooting away from his weeping dick.
You let your fingers toy with his chest a little more, enjoying the little cries he is letting out as you twist and pinch on it until it becomes an angry red. Deciding to show his neglected nipple some attention, your lips detach from his with a final peck, barely letting him catch his breath before your palm switches targets. Your lips following soon after to settle on his oversensitive nipple.
"Aren't you—nghh b-being a little, haah.. unfair, darling?" Of course the first thing he does the moment his tongue is free is run his mouth. It doesn't last for long, however, as your tongue licks at the reddened nub of flesh, circling it carefully before kissing it hotly.
"Unfair how?" Your lips let go of his chest with a wet pop. "As far as I know I'm giving you all of my attention."
You don't give him another moment of rest, finger twisting his nipple sharply. He chokes on his words, and you feel him tensing underneath you a moment before throwing his head back, his back arching prettily off the mattress as a vague feeling of wetness that isn't yours finds itself on your bottom.
Letting go of his abused nipple, you watch in fond amusement as he catches his breath, face red and drool sitting on the corner of his mouth, your finger trailing down his abdomen in a slow deliberate motion.
"Such a disgusting mess you made of yourself, and to think I didn't even have to touch you." Your hand settles on that annoying corset of his, prying the thing open before hooking your fingers to his waistband.
Lohen seems to have recovered, if only a bit, as he attempts to look at you with blissed, lovesick eyes, always the annoying sweet talker. "Only for you."
You pull his pants down just enough for his pathetic cock to pop out, head red and sticky and so so clearly sensitive from his previous orgasm.
"Oh?" Letting out a noise of interest, you let your finger graze his sensitive head, watching him choke on his saliva as his hips instinctively buck up, asking for more. "Then how about you give me a few more, hm? I really wonder how much you can handle before passing out<3"
FLINS — living with a person who has PARAPLEGIA — partial or complete paralysis of the lower half of the body, which affects both legs and sometimes the lower torso.
It wasn't really easy, mostly for you. You never even expected for Flins to stay that long — just few days out of pity of leaving that "disabled person" alone and looking like an ableist. But it was three years since you two started dating, and it looks like Flins won't be leaving anytime soon.
When you two first met, it was in a subway. Late at night, after you told your friend to drop you off nearby, that you'll be fine on your own. Well, getting on the subway wasn't as easy. The gap between and the height of the stair inside compared to the ground was big. So you just sat there in your wheelchair, day already ruined enough. Just then, someone stopped beside you and looked down. Flins. "Do you need any help getting inside?" After saying you're fine, since you don't want to be a burden, Flins shook his head. "You won't be trouble for me. But the train's leaving soon. So may I?" He asked once more and with a small, embarrassed sigh, you nodded.
After that, you two became friends, then started dating. And that brings us here — to some dumb middle schoolers who clearly didn't grow up, pushing your wheelchair over with you still on it. What teenager does that? Shouldn't they have some normal sense? Worse, all people just walked past, none helping. Flins was in the coffee shop, buying you drinks. He wouldn't— "[Name]! Are you okay?!" That same voice echoed in your head. Flins rushed over, putting the drinks down on the outside table and kneeling down to help you and your wheelchair back up. He immediately checked if you hit your head somehow and kept asking if anything hurt. It was really strange how calm and composed he normally was, and now panicked and guilty. "Who did it?"
You pointed at the middle schoolers walking away, still laughing like some dumb pigs. Flins took your drink and handed it to you, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "I'll be right back," He caressed your face and walked to the kids. You couldn't hear them at all. But judging by the guilt ridden looks on their faces and them avoiding Flins' gaze, his words definitely took a toll on them. After solid five minutes of him talking, he shook his head in disappointment and walked away. The two boys scurried off like dogs with their tails tucked. When Flins returned, he took his drink and smiled. It was a smile he only had for you, he once told you. You called bullshit. He swore up and down.
..
What an idiot.. You couldn't help but smile at your fiancée. You two shortly after went home and enjoyed the weekend together.
the only person i know from early genshin days to still have their blog PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tell me you remember a fic on tumblr about a xiao x reader,,, and the reader calls his teeny dick a little bunny peeking out of their fist pleASEEE im so desperate to find it again
i think its by beidous-boobs? im not sure...
alright chat, im gonna need everyone to help meout here cuz i genuinely dont remember reading a fic like this😭 i think the original user was deactivated cuz i cant find their account
Prey predator dynamics with Rabit Hybrid!Lohen x Wolf Hybrid!Reader... spice it up a lil more with even more power imbalance by making Reader his captin...
Warning(s): Preydator Dynamics (duh), Segguestive, Degradation (Giving), Mutual Drugging (Kinda? Lohen uses aphrodisiac on both you and himself), Blood (Not much but there's a Fighting Scene and a little something after), Lohen is a masochistic freak but that's nothing new, That's all I think.
Lohen loves the thrill of the chase. Finds so much ecstasy in it that nothing else can make him feel more alive. Craves it like a drowning man would crave oxygen.
He takes great joy in shaking that tiny puff of furr on the end of his tail bone at you teasingly before setting off. Your not-so-playful warning of "I'm coming!" as you follow soon after making the hairs on the back of his neck stand straight, and sending delightful shivers of rotten want down his spine.
You call it strategic retreat training. Both of you know that it is anything but. Not with the clear intent behind your purposefully loud stomping as you approach his sprinting form.
The adrenaline races through Lohen's body. The exhilaration of getting hunted down by his lovely partner sending blood to his already throbbing groin as his breath becomes heavier.
Lohen hears you before he sees you, poisoned dagger in hand as he parries your surprise attack with the precision of someone who's been subjected to it more than once. Your blades clash violently, locking you in place long enough for you to get a good look at the crazed smile placed on his terribly flushed face.
"Getting out the sharp stuff already?" Amused, you tilt your head slightly, ears pin straight as you ask your question before sweeping a leg under him to put an end to your ongoing standstill. "Looks like you aren't underestimating old little me after all."
The knight dodges by jumping away, but instantly returns your kick with one of his own. He follows it up with a sweep of his knife, aggressive and relentless in his attempt to gain the upper hand by overwhelming you into submission.
"Wouldn't even dream of it, captin." He purrs, smile crooked in his frenzy and voice offensively sweet in a way that you know damn well is nowhere near being loving.
You don't fall for his weak taunt, gracefully weaving through both his verbal and —weirdly clumsy— physical baits while allowing the back and forth to continue a while longer for the sake of getting some actual practice done.
The spar doesn't last as long as you'd hoped it would, however, as one slash from the vice captin's dagger was more than enough to introduce your body to a weird feeling of hot dizziness. The poison's influence is your guess.
Deciding that game time is over for the bastard, you manage to make him drop his weapon swiftly before the drug can take any further effect on you. Immediately using his moment of distraction to roughly pin him down to the ground. One hand holding his wrists on top of his head as the other reaches out to bend one of his legs over his stomach, making him whine pathetically as his pants tighten around his aching cock.
"Nghh." His ears perk up giddily, chest rising and falling with each one of his frantic breaths as he looks up at you with wide, lovesick eyes. Face blood red from how unnaturally heavy his blush is.
"What. Exactly did you put on your weapon, Lohen?" You bare your teeth at him, the abnormal hotness burning your body feeling more present as it pools between your tired legs. Your tail stands straight in alarm.
"Fuck"
He giggles in that absent-minded, almost cute way that he does whenever you toy with him after a long day at work. This deranged lunatic has drugged himself too, you realize. "Take a guess, darlin—Ngh-Ah<3"
Lohen's words gets intrrupted by a pretty moan when you squeeze his injured thigh, digging your nails into the bleeding wound as his eyes up from the pleasure and pain.
"Such a naughty little thing, aren't you?" You press your knee against his covered crouch, your hand letting go of his thigh to tug on the choker wrapped tightly around his pretty neck instead. "Couldn't even be patient enough for us to return home." His long ears twitch erratically as breathing becomes a little harder. "Disgusting freak."
He chokes on his own breath as you take your knee from him, taking with it any semblance of pleasure he might have had. "I was so... hah... close." He whines, thighs twitching weakly at the lost friction.
"And you will be soon again, pretty. Over and over until I teach you a good lesson about patience, got that?"
ororon + magic onahole pls ( if u don’t know what that is, is like a sex toy that’s magically connected to another person)
feel free to ignore if u don’t like / fell comfortable with this request !!
Dom!reader x sub!ororon - reader is gn
Warning: trying out a magic onahole on ororon <3, he bites you once or twice, teasing, dacryphilia, sex toy, anal sex (character receiving), kinda fingering…?, light degradation, established relationship
Word count: 4.8k
Nini!rant: pls forgive me if he seems a little ooc
Anniversary event 2025
It was the same today as well. You were just planning on taking a leisurely walk when you stumbled upon that sketchy looking shop yet again. Maybe you ought to blame your curiosity, perhaps it brought you here subconsciously, leaving you standing in front of the by now almost familiar wooden doors. The reason why you haven’t entered this place despite your itch to do so was the many weird looking stuff stuck to the walls. Some of it appeared quite obscene, while others seemed like nothing but bored scribbles. Were you even right to assume this was a shop at all?
Nevertheless, this was your third time passing by now, so it was about time for you to sate your curiosity. Three time’s the charm, wasn’t there a saying like this? After grumbling for a few more seconds, you entered the establishment and began looking around. The sight of the lit rooms and items put on display eased your worries. Luckily you didn’t just walk into a stranger’s home, and it appears to be a serious business. Your eyes scanned the goods, wondering if you’ll find anything worthwhile. For now, you only saw worthless junk laying around— toys, furniture, books —judging by the variety of goods, this must be some kind of antique shop.
Since you weren’t really in need of anything, you were just about to leave, if not for the loud sound that echoed through the rather fully packed room. That surprised you enough to stop you in your tracks, making you turn back and come face to face with the shopkeeper. As soon as you opened your mouth to mouth a greeting, a box was shoved into your arms, rendering you speechless. It took a little while for you to recover from the shock, and you asked quietly, “what the heck? What’s this?”
The shopkeeper, who was now seated behind the counter, scoffed uninterested, “you look like you need it. Just think of person you like while using it. Fifty grand, pay up or leave it.” ….wow, honestly? This was probably your clue to leave whatever was handed to you behind and go home. Even so… you’ve been saving up quite a bit of mora after ororon began gifting you his crops all the time. You didn’t need to worry about food anymore, which left you with a bit of financial freedom. It wouldn’t hurt to indulge in your curiosity just one more time, right?
Well, no matter what the correct answer was, you bought it in the end, and rushed home with it. For some reason you were bubbling with anticipation, wondering just what kind of object was hidden inside. As soon as you closed the door, you began taking the package apart, getting rid of the excessive ribbons tied around it. This thing was worth 50 grand! It simply has to be worth it! Soon, it was time to take off the lid and you did so with a certain spark in your eyes, until your eyes scanned over probably the most unexpected thing it could have been.
Because what do you mean there’s a damn onahole inside? Is that why the shopkeeper told you to think of the person you liked? And you looked like you needed this? Was that an insult? Did you seem lonely and frustrated or what was the message??? You’ll have them know you are, in fact, in a relationship, and you were definitely not in need of sex toys. After a bit of cursing, your anger subsided, and you decided to examine it from up close. This was bought with your hard-earned money after all, and it’d be even more of a waste to simply throw it away.
So, let’s see… the texture’s pretty… elastic to say the least. The shape? Kind of obscene, it had a hole shaped to resemble a cunt, alongside everything else a vulva is supposed to have. By now, you were already aware that you were a slave to your curiosity. There was no one to judge you, and you didn’t need to feel guilty. It was nothing but… let’s say, an experiment. Not like you were going to actually use it or anything, just- testing it out, right?
Hence you began spreading the folds and peeking inside, amazed at how detailed this thing was. No wonder it was so expensive… or maybe you got scammed after all? Ah, damn it, why were you feeling embarrassed when you were by yourself? Ororon was probably still sleeping judging by the bright sun hanging in the sky, so there was no one who could walk in on you.
The toy itself seemed quite small, and the same could be said about the passage. Was this to cater to some kind of perverse fantasies? With how stretchy the material is, that could be the case. How peculiar, what would it feel like from the inside? The outer part is very squishy and soft, it should be the same from the inside too, no? The longer you fumbled with that thing, the more questions popped up, and it was inevitable that you would soon overcome your own shame.
If began with you sticking two fingers inside, wriggling them around without a single care in the world, humming fascinated when you could see little bumps from the outside. Not to mention, the rough outlines of your fingers, which means the material was slightly transparent. Now, onto the next test, just how strechy is this thing really? You scissored your fingers, adding a third one when you needed, and tried to make the hole as big as possible. How easily that was, quite different from reality. That’s the novelty of a toy and fiction, you’d assume.
Even so a toy is just a toy after all, and its insides aren’t warm or wet like the real deal neither. This could be a fitting substitute, though you didn’t see the appeal since you had someone eager enough to offer themselves up to you whenever you wanted. And frankly enough, the real deal was way more erotic. With his cute little ears that twitched whenever he was overwhelmed, his beautiful heterochromia eyes, and that soothing voice you enjoyed listening to. Ah, damn it, now you were starting to miss him.
Hopefully he’ll wake up from his sleep and come to you soon, though what would be the chance, considering it was barely noon? That’s right, there’s no way, haha. With these thoughts in mind, you continued to explore that little gadget, trying out everything you were curious about just to make your already wasted money somewhat worth it. Until another suspicious sound akin to the growl of an animal in pain caught your attention, giving you a sense of deja vu.
You stopped, trying to figure out what that groan was. Whatever, it probably wasn’t anything noteworthy, you thought to yourself after a few seconds and tried to ignore it. That’s when the doorknob to the room you were staying at suddenly rattled, followed by the lock clicking open. Which uninvited guest was intruding this time? A small frown flashed your expression as your gaze sharpened towards the door. Despite your composed attitude now, nothing could have prepared you for the sight that was about to be etched into your brain.
Who would have thought it’d be your lover clinging to the doorframe and slowly sliding down onto the ground. His legs giving out beneath him the moment he managed to step inside, knees crossed and a flushed face glistening with a fresh layer of sweat… no doubt about it, something was terribly wrong. “Ororon..!? What are you- are you alright—?!?” You quickly rushed to his side, pulling your fingers out of the toy you were fidgeting with just mere moments ago. That’s when a long, stretched out whine reached your ears.
“HnnGhh…! S-stop this.. damn— urgh…!!” the tips of his ears twitched slightly, his hand was fisting his own clothes, gripping at them with all his might. Now that you’ve gotten closer, you noticed some dried tear-tracks on his cheeks and his trembling frame. No matter how you called out to him, he refused to met your gaze, resulting in you cupping his face and forcing him to look up at you, “tell me right now what happened.” Seeing how worried you were, the poor thing had no choice but to recount the humiliating experience.
He wanted to hide his face so badly, yet you were holding his chin so firmly, he couldn’t do anything but glance to the side. A small, almost inaudible whisper slipped past his barely parted lips, “I’m not sure. It- it feels like somethings…” The boy gulped, squeezing his eyes shut as if that’d protect him from your judgement. This was simply too much, why did it have to happen to him…! “…somethings touching me. In— erm, you know which places.”
Ah, so he meant between his legs- wait, what? Touching him, and that inappropriately? Was it some kind of perverse ghost? “This doesn’t make any sense, describe the feeling to me.” You quickly commanded, to which he grumbled, “haah… fine, calm down, the feeling has disappeared for now.” He frowned a little, brows furrowed as he tried to swat your hands away, “it began with some light touching before it…” and he trailed off again, inhaling deeply, “just to clear this up, I’m not sure if I’m describing it right, but, it felt like someone was… toying with me, with their fingers inside me. I… I’m not going to explain any further.”
His ears were flattening against his skull, and if not for the severity of the moment, you would have squeaked at how adorable his reactions were. “And… when did it begin?” You mumbled, trying to find some hints of what could have conspired here. After he responded ‘about 10 minutes ago’, a wild idea crossed your mind. Could this be connected to that sketchy shop you visited earlier? This might be a stretch but, maybe, just maybe, that sex toy you bought wasn’t an ordinary onahole….?
The 10 minutes time frame would fit, and the fact that he was doing alright again after meeting up with you. If what you suspected was true, then… “Ororon, can you walk? Let’s get you to the bed first.” You suggested, helping him stumble towards your bed, letting him sit down before you picked up the beige coloured object. At first he was slightly confused by your actions, resulting in his pupils following your every move with a certain hesitation. By the end of it, he was a little intrigued by that weird looking thing in your hands.
His blatant stare’s were obvious enough for you to pick up, and you explained, “I didn’t know what this was when I bought it, don’t look at me like that.” Once you realised his stares weren’t accusing ones, you sat down next to him and mumbled, “do you know… what this is?” Ororon shook his head slowly, though even if he didn’t know the name of such an object, he could tell what function it served by the form and look of it. Seeing his rather innocent reaction, you found yourself feeling a little bold and leaned closer to him, murmuring in a quieter voice, “do you want to try using this?”
The way he tensed up was adorable, and how his face scrunched up too. You really enjoyed his expressions, a stark contrast to how stoic his first impressions were like. “I thought we wanted to clear up what happened to me first.” He reminded you of the task at hand, who were now fumbling with the edge of his shirt. “Hmm, right.” You said, as you began inserting your fingers into the toy again. That was all he saw from the corners of his eyes, before the intense feelings he had just escaped from returned, crashing down on him like a tidal wave.
“Ah-ahnNhhgHh..?!? ♡♥︎ n-no, no…! I-it’s back, that strange sensation… ah, hnghh…♡” poor thing immediately doubled over, holding his own stomach while clenching his thighs together. He could tell that his body was reacting quite… positively, and his arousal only continued to grow. Why was he like this..? He didn’t want to get hard due to some abnormality like this— while he didn’t mind being a weirdo, that didn’t mean he was fine with being a pervert!
In contrary to the panicking male, you were relatively calm for the severity of the situation. Since now you were certain that the onahole you held in your hands wasn’t just any normal toy— no, it was actually connected to the body of your lover. Which means, this was like an erotic extension of him…! You couldn’t help the awestruck gasp coming out of your mouth, suddenly recalling the way you prodded and played with the insides of that object barely minutes ago. No wonder he looked so disheveled and flustered, he was basically getting his brains fucked stupid with you being the cause.
How exhilarating this was…! To think you were ruining him like that without the slightest idea… totally worth your mora. Ah, it’s about time to tell him about your findings though. You wore a lighthearted expression as you chuckled, “don’t you want to take care of that mess first, Ororon?” A gentle nod into the direction of his crotch was enough to get the message across. “No need to act so upright, it’s not like we are strangers.” Yea no, you two were far from strangers.
This wouldn’t be your first time engaging in such acts neither, there really was little reason for him to decline. Except he didn’t want it, though despite everything, he did. In addition, you seemed confident, he trusted that you knew what you were doing. Even if the thought of indulging in passion when the mystery surrounding his body haven’t been solved seemed bizarre, it wasn’t strange enough to make him stop you.
With that out of the way now, he nodded all compliant and began unzipping his pants, freeing his already weeping cock. It has been craving stimulation since the very first time his ‘symptoms’ began showing, and thus was already all slippery with his own precum. “So pend up already, did you walk all the way over to me with a hard on? How naughty, I didn’t know you had that side to you.” He instantly began shaking his head furiously, snapping at you, “no! I didn’t do anything shameful like that…!” Well, mostly didn’t.
Such a strong reaction from your lovely boy, maybe it was too mean of you? Right, you shouldn’t tease him like that when you were the root of his problems. It really was about time to explain it to him. You hummed to yourself and used a hand to spread his precum into an even layer coating his arousal. This part of him will need to be nicely coated in slick and fluids to prevent hurting. If you are lucky, there might be lube that came with the purchase, so you reached into the box and were glad to see that there was in fact a small bottle of lubricant.
Using that, you coated the spots that were still dry and the insides of the toy, then put it aside on the bed. All that was left now was for him to enjoy the main course ♡ “you see, ororon, I think…” you wrapped one arm around the back of his waist, inching closer to him, resting your hand on his hip, “…this thing here might be the answer to everything.” His gaze dropped from your face down to your hand, scepticism written all over him as he glanced at the silicon, watching your every move. Then, you pushed only his tip past the dripping entrance of the object, and braced yourself for his reaction.
As expected, his entire body jumped from the sensation which just coursed through him. A pressing, shuddering jolt which was like a lightning bolt made his belly clench and flutter. In his frenzy, he even twisted over to cling to your shoulders, eyes wide open as he moaned out in shock, “ahnNgh..?!! W-what.. n-ngh.…♥︎” While he did expect to feel something with his cock, he wasn’t expecting that other phantom feeling to return like this! After his initial shudders subsided, tears began to collect in the corners of his eyes. Even now he was still confused, though he was on the right path of uncovering the whole picture.
Once you pushed more of his dick inside, to the point he bottomed out inside the toy entirely, creating lewd squelching sounds through the lube, he also finally caught on. This thing was truly the source of those eerie sensations, and, now that the toy was filled to the brim, he couldn’t help but cry out, “ah—hNghh… y-you..! t-this thing, where did you get it..? Uh-UhmM~! Pu-pull back, it’s too much ♥︎♥︎♡” how was this even possible, for him to share his senses with such a thing, so that he felt like he was the one doing the penetrating and getting it, by his own cock nonetheless.
So embarrassing… oh you were so mean, coming up with something this cruel yet pleasurable. It’d be a lie to say he wasn’t slowly relaxing and beginning to enjoy it, since there wasn’t anything dangerous about these sensations anymore. His body was relaxing, the tensing muscles easing slowly. Even so, he continued to cling to you, resting his forehead against the crook of your neck as he whimpered, “j-just a little… pull out— ngHmm… just a l-little..♡” seeing how sweetly he was asking you, why shouldn’t you indulge his whims?
You cooed at him as you slid the toy upwards, until only half of his length was inside the sticky passage. “Is this fine? Or still too deep for you?” Ororon shook his head, gasping for air in hopes to stabilise his breathing. He was shivering so badly, even his fingers were shaking, yet he didn’t dislike this. Seriously, he was too sensitive for his own good, you almost felt bad for him. Which is why you stroked a trail along his spine with the hand previously holding his hips, using only the gentlest brushes until you reached his head.
There, you caressed his silky hair, patted and ruffled his soft ears to comfort him. “Does it feel that overwhelming? Don’t worry, I won’t do anything you don’t want.” You reassured, giving him time to sort things out by himself as a moment of silence passed between the two of you. The peace was only broken when he squirmed ever so slightly, leaning closer and brushing your throat with his lips. Was he trying to hide in the comfort of your shoulders? Nuzzling into the crook of your neck like this, he really was that humiliated, huh? You thought to yourself, which led to you being even more surprised when he proved to be acting more aggressively than expected. With him biting down on you, sinking his fangs into your flesh.
“Ah— ah..!?” You gasped, the hand combing through his hair freezing in the middle of the motion. He really just marked you, such a troublesome man he was. After you saw his sheepish, half-shy half-frown of an expression, you scoffed at him, “hah, what a brat you are, catching me off guard like that.” While he did hear that, he didn’t argue back and simply mumbled, “can’t you continue now?…I’ve calmed down.” So now you were the one being too slow, and not him, who was crying with overstimulation just a second ago.
“Alright alright, you impatient thing.” You sighed and laughed, “you’ve been edged enough, huh? Want to cum that bad?” Despite the teasing tone, you didn’t waste any time and began pushing the toy down again. Lube was being squeezed out of the onahole, leaking all the way down his thighs. Small groans and whines could be heard from the boy once more, filling the room and recreating the perverted atmosphere from before. “Ahngh, n-not so fast… ♥︎♡ hngh…” a shrill cry as he complained, “I-I feel it from… bo-both sides… urggGhh…! Be gentle…!!”
Right, there was that, you couldn’t just move the silicone around however you pleased now that you knew the truth. Otherwise, you might just accidentally tear something inside him. “Mhm, got it, I’ll be gentle.” With that being said, you started off nice and slow, setting an intimate pace fit for letting him get used to this unfamiliar feeling. The strokes were long and drawn-out, going from the base of his shaft all~ the way to the top, then repeating the whole process once at a time. Furthermore, you used a tight grip around the onahole, to make the toy really clench around him in a tight fit.
This whole ordeal was enough to make him huff and groan into his palms after biting his lips bruised and swollen wasn’t enough anymore, his eyes rolling back already with heart-shaped pupils. The way his free hand tugged at your sleeve was so small you almost missed it. He just needed something to anchor him against the onslaught of pleasure, the almost overstimulating sensations plaguing his willing body.
Damn it, his hand wasn’t enough to muffle the shameful noises anymore. So he changed by shoving his face deeper into your neck, digging his nails into your shoulder by accident. Eventually, he needed a better grip and let his hands wander to your back instead, now clawing at your shoulder blades like a wanton thing, all in hopes to navigate through the sheer intensity of the pleasure he was receiving more clearly. “Ha-Haaah… hanGhh… ah, n-not there…!! ♥︎♡♥︎ don’t tease— i-it feels weird… ah, n-noo MhmNh~♡♥︎♡ that spot… please m-more♥︎!!”
Just listen to those cute moans~ depending on how you moved, you could also slightly control the place his dick would thrust into. This allowed you to pinpoint his sweet spots with scary accuracy, and so you’ve been showering that place with extra affection. You were basically punching the whimpers out of him with every thrust! How picky he was though, begging for you to stop and go harder in the same breath. What a dilemma indeed, you couldn’t possibly fulfil both pleads at once, no?
Whatever, seeing he very obviously enjoyed himself, you simply continued to deliberately hit his prostate head on, watching him thrash and squeal at the pure bliss spreading from his core to every last corner of his body. How strange these emotions and feels were, his insides were getting stretched and rearranged without actually being filled. So peculiar, and yet so, so… erotic ♡ He could clench down however he wanted, yet the insistent pressure would not back down, causing his squishy walls to flutter in desperation. Not good, he was getting swayed way too much, he was already drooling…!
Such a debauched sight… he was already becoming such a messy piece of art. With this deep blush covering his face and other body parts, his furry looking ears twitching uncontrollably, and the shudders running down his spine signalising you it won’t subside anytime soon~ anyone would be able to tell how much he liked this. His tears were glistening in the blinding sunlight, drawing attention to his brightly coloured irises. Truly adorable, you couldn’t help but admire your lover, readjusting your free arm around his waist once more.
“So cute.” You made a breathless comment, not noticing that you were subconsciously picking up the pace of the strokes. Even though the squelching sounds also got louder in proportion to the accelerating speed, you somehow didn’t notice at all, due to you being too infatuated and distracted with something else. “Y-you…! Wait- hngh, wait, j-just.. wait a moment, ‘ts too fast, you are being too much…♥︎” Only after he cried out to you did you snap out of your half-trance, and came to realise how ruthless your pace has become.
The sheer amount of precum currently filling the onahole was astonishing, it was spilling out around his base already and joining the old tracks dripping down his inner thighs. And would you look at that, his rim was also fluttering and clenching down so eagerly, yet there was nothing to wrap around and squeeze, nothing that was easing its desires and filling him. Must be so frustrating, huh? Only able to feel the sensations, the phantoms of getting fucked right where he loved it the best, without it actually being there, thus left with no ways to escape.
“Ah, sorry there, I didn’t notice that was too much for my little bat here.” You laughed it off, ignoring the way he was glaring at you. He would have been so embarrassed again if he could hear your shameless thoughts. “Well then, is this speed alright with you?” After asking that, you slowed done by a small fraction. So impossibly little, that one might even claim you didn’t change anything at all. But he didn’t argue this time, only answering with a meek, almost shy nod. Upon seeing that cute display, you had to return it with a teasing grin, “I’ll take that as a yes, tell me if I got it wrong.”
How were you able to stay this awfully cheeky after reducing him to nothing but a whiny mess? He looked awful in comparison, all disheveled and ruined. His hair was glued to his flushed skin, fresh claw marks appearing down your spine. Not to mention his quivering hips—! Squirming with each half-hearted yet demanding stroke. Poor thing couldn’t get his body to calm down and sit still, no matter what he tried, as if it had a mind of its own. Raw ecstasy was blooming beneath his skin, building up in his core. The pleasure was overwhelming, just waiting for the moment it’ll all spill out and leave him wrecked beyond measure.
The dual pleasure of both of his most intimate place getting toyed with was simply too much, he couldn’t hold out much longer. His voice got louder, proportionally to the growing number of frantic bounces and grinds into the squishy toy done by his lower body. In the midst of it all, he bit down on your shoulder again, desperately trying to find something— really, anything, to help anchor him, crying out with fat tears rolling down his pretty face, “Ughhh… hn, ah-mMhm~ m’close, d-don’t stop now, aAahHhnn~ ♡♥︎♡”
You couldn’t repress the instinctive jerk of your shoulder at the deep sting and huffed, “urgh— don’t forget you’ve got fangs, ororon. You really want to cum, huh?” He didn’t think twice before nodding repeatedly, stuttering, “nNghhmm~ Mhm, y-yes, wanna… haaah, I-I want to cum…♡” Damn it, you’ve really got a soft spot for him. Just hearing that slutty, slurred-over voice of his was enough to make you give in yet again. Surely you weren’t spoiling him too much now, right?
“Go on, cream pie yourself, spurt it all~ out and release your nasty cum into your own insides ♥︎” you taunted him one last time, painting a vivid picture with your words. He couldn’t help the way his imagination was going wild, picturing his own seed dripping out of his hole. And just like that, he came inside the onahole, filling the already limited space to the brim, to the point of overflow. He nuzzled into your neck one last time while he moaned out loud, eyes rolling back like the wanton thing he was, whimpers getting muffled by your skin, “hnnGHnnm-MHmmnNHhh~♡♥︎♡..!!!~~”
And of course, due to the nature of that magical ‘tool’, he felt like he was getting filled from the inside as well. Never in his wildest dreams could he have came up with such a perverted act, to breed his own insides like this and to end up as a drooling, twitching wreck of a man. Slumping against your chest, heaving like he was drowning while his cum slowly escaped the confines of the onahole and smeared across his thighs. It reeked of sex everywhere, but at last the lewd thrusting noises have stopped. The remaining sounds were just his pants and the dripping of cum onto the now defiled floor, a casual reminder of the intensity of his orgasm.
Who would have thought you’d acquire such a treasure in that run-down looking shop? Perhaps you should go back there soon and browse through the things stored there in earnest, maybe in the company of this slutty-looking, drooling thing half thrown over your lap? “Hey, ororon… say, let’s visit that shop I bought this from again sometime.” You suggested all excited, pulling the toy off of him and holding it up, not caring that the sticky fluid inside was leaking everywhere. But no matter how enthusiastic you were, you won’t be able to go today, for he was simply too fucked out of it to even register your voice ♡
