— so....my first time doing this type of post but. i need to spread my femdom agenda. guys the 13 sub LI drafts i have on my account WILL see the light of my page one day i promise 😭 in the meanwhile have this...also u need to be logged into twt to see most of these!!
— nasty freaky twitter porn with tiny blurbs. mostly focused on pegging, bondage, or overstimulation. ur strap is occasionally referred to as cock. i hope my fellow freaks enjoy, love u all mwah mwah <3
the first time you had suggested pegging to zayne, you hadn't expected him to be so...okay with it. of course, there was a bit of convincing needed, but as a doctor, he had both the medical knowledge and money for preparation — you seemed to want it so badly, after all. he just didn't expect how much he'd like it.
— he's completely gone
— he's completely gone pt. 2
— fucking himself onto you
— extra ; helping him destress after work (pls he's even wearing the same fuckass outfit)
rafayel had been one hell of a brat the entire week, teasing you by sending pictures of himself dolled up for you, sending voice messages of him whining and moaning for your cock, and even going as far as to sending videos of him playing with himself, all during your precious work hours.
— "this pretty toy is all for you to use."
— "please cutie, come home already. can't you see how much my cock misses you?"
— "you can make me feel better than this dumb vibrator."
finally free from work on the weekend, you show him the consequences of his actions.
— whining and crying already, when this was just the beginning of his punishment?
— being tortured stupid
you took it upon yourself to break down sylus. always somehow so irritatingly composed, you tried so many different ways to have him openly submit to you, when all you had to do was take the lead in bed. now was that tricky? yes. was having him moaning and letting you take control something you would trade entire universes for? also yes!!!!
— getting his ass fucked by you is more relaxing than he'd like to admit
— the more intimate the moment, the louder he moans for you
— seeing how far you could push him until he breaks
— roleplay; he's being a brat (he's mostly an obedient sub, he just wanted to feel how you would fuck him if he wasn't)
since xavier had long since gotten into the habit of waking you up with sex, it's only natural that it catches onto you as well.
— he's always just so sensitive when it comes to you
— morning handjob (this is sooo intimate subby xavier im in love)
— fucking him awake
— extra ; THIS IS SO HIM AHHHHH
multiple scenarios for caleb bc i can't think of one specific story to follow with videos...
— no-touch is the worst punishment for him :(
— but there's just something so addicting about it (sado-masochist switch much?)
— he could break out of the cuffs so easily, but the look on your face as you torture his cock is too sweet of a reward
summary: Xavier is a master at earning your forgiveness. The bat of a teary eyelash here, a few choice words there, and a perfectly timed kiss have never failed to get him back in his shimei’s good graces. Too bad you've really had it with him this time.
w.c.: 2.2k | AO3
notes: 18+, mdni, pwp, mortality's tenderness au, mildish femdom, subby xav, shixiong/shimei dynamics (xavier constantly calls you shimei in cn dub lol), orgasm denial, begging, hair tie used as cock ring, xavier is briefly tied up and edged, I wrote this while cooking dinner, barely proofread self-indulgence.
“Shixiong can only hope shimei is compassionate. Shixiong will accept any punishment.”
The way Xavier says shimei rankles you, causing you to chew on the inside of your cheek with irritation. If he had actually been sorry there were a whole host of flowery titles he could’ve picked from (guifei was right there!!). He chose shimei out of habit because he wasn’t actually sorry.
“Any punishment huh?”
Xavier purrs, certain he has you in his sights, “Any.”
“This one isn’t fit to touch the hem of shimei’s robe,” he continues, simpering, bowing his head, long hair fanning over his shoulders, peering up at you from underneath thick lashes, challenging smile on his lips as he prostrates in front of you. The effect is exaggerated, meant to be comical. “Although this one hopes shimei will show mercy, this lowly one will accept whatever justice shimei sees fit to dole out.”
The fact that he thinks he'll get away with it again makes your blood boil today.
He had sensed something was wrong earlier while at the market, when you didn't respond to his puppy eyes. He then tried to entice you with sticks of grilled meat and lamb, pressing them against your lips. Your foul mood persisted, and Xavier finally relented, pouting all the way back to your lodgings.
Distracting you was more difficult than he had anticipated. You glared at him, face dark, immune to even the most carefully constructed dewy-eyed, kicked small animal look. Instead, you just frowned, walking past him with a firm crease in your brow.
To be fair, Xavier did cause enough property damage to wipe out your combined savings. The two of you had actually come up short but the inn owner was so frustrated he just shooed the two of you out. Sure, Xavier had done it in the name of taking down a bandit ring, a noble cause, but—!!
Now, it was the dead of night, and your shixiong thought he was being slick, sliding his bed roll as close to you as possible, hands entwining around your middle, fingers drifting down to your center because of course…
“So not only are you responsible for our coin purse being empty, you thought you’d get away with it by batting your lashes at me.”
"I am unworthy of your forgiveness," he swallows, cheeks pink. Your eyes flick down to the obvious bulge between his legs. He always did harbor a fondness for your stricter side.
You look at him, cross. "It's not just this time either. You pulled the same thing over the salt merchant, and then with—" the list goes on and on. ""If shixiong wanted shimei's attention, he didn't have to go so far."
Xavier squirms, truly caught, and it’s delightful to watch. You want to see him do it again. Make him stew in all this just a little— and what better way than to beat him at his own game?
The pout of his lip, the way he tilts obediently towards you in a practiced manner tells you Xavier is trying to buy time to ascertain your mood. Blue eyes wide, he loosens the ties of his hair before presenting you with the lengthy ribbon. Next, he pulls off his belt, letting the layers of fabric pool off, catching at his elbows. He kneels in front of you, the picture of supplication— a pose better suited for a concubine, but nonetheless natural and seductive on Xavier. The pale silk shimmers in the moonlight, contrasting with the flushing pink in his chest as you tie his arms back with a length of rope.
“O-ohhh…” he keens quietly as you loop his hair ribbon around his cock. It forms a red ring at the base. You tug on the tie firmly and a muscle jumps in his neck.
“You thought that you could distract me with some food and some kisses.”
“I did…” he whimpers. He looks truly chastened, cock already leaking all over his thigh as he starts to hump the air seeking more friction than what the silky tie can offer. You pull at both ends lazily, ensuring he feels every slippery caress.
“Shixiong,” you tsk, shaking your head, “why is shimei the one that has to discipline you? Shouldn’t you be a better role model?”
“Using your body—” your hands fist over his cock, smearing the wetness all over, and he whimpers loudly, sucking in a breath through his teeth “—to try to get out of trouble isn’t something we should be teaching others to do.”
Your hands twist, gliding up and down Xavier’s length firmly. His thighs flex powerfully as he starts to thrust into your grip, chasing sensation as greedily as he can. Cries of “oh please—“ and “thank you—“ fall from his lips, but you’re too irritated to notice, scowling as you pull back to pinch at the soft skin of his inner thighs.
“Right?” your hands still and Xavier whines frantically, “Right shixiong?”
"Yes—yes you're right I should've—"
Without warning, you grab both ends of the hair tie still wrapped around his cock and pull. It tightens just enough, staving off his approaching orgasm such that he doubles over, crying out. His cock jumps against his thigh, tip flushed a rich crimson as it helplessly jerks it in the air.
A rush emanates from your spine, coursing through you at the sight of Xavier, kneeling in front of you, legs spread wide, back arched, bound chest heaving, hips hopelessly thrusting into nothing. All of this puts his hard cock on display in the moonlight, the soaked ribbon sitting atop it like a farce of a present.
"You really like this huh shixiong? I've never see you get so close to quickly."
“Please— please— I'm sor—-"
Nope.
Instead, you maneuver to sit behind him, knees on either side as you let him lean back. Blue eyes stare back at you, pleading wordlessly. His lips are parted and you can’t help but give him a little something, lips brushing over his. He kisses back greedily, tongue coaxing its way into your mouth. For a long moment, the two of you just kiss, moaning into each other, heads shifting, puling back only slightly before angling for more.
Your hands glide up his sides, and that’s the only warning he gets before your thumb and ring fingers close around his nipples, rolling them firmly in between.
“Look shixiong,” you whisper, nudging at his cheek with your nose, directing his gaze down “this is what happens to liars.”
Xavier cries out, shivering, helplessly watching, chest heaving as you start to pull and twist his nipples. Slowly at first with gentle movements, but then you remember again that it's his fault the two of you went to bed hungry tonight and pinch hard, much to Xavier's delight as he coos and twists in your grasp.
“Watch.”
He seizes up immediately, doubling over as you yank on the rapidly swelling nubs. They redden as you scrape the tips of your nails over them and he howls, sweat beginning to drip down his neck. By the time you release him his neck is covered in bites and his nipples are an angry, sore red.
"Ah—!!"
You flick over them just once more, pleased with their sensitivity.
Slowly, you rise up, taking his hand in yours as you lead him to the bed. He trails behind, utterly captivated. There, you lay back on the cushions, butterflying your legs right in front of his face. You hadn't paid attention to your own arousal until now, but the sticky way your folds part tells you all you need to know.
“You're smart right shixiong? You don't need any instructions?" he kneels again in front of you, pulling his silver hair back, transfixed.
"Get to work.”
You often think that if it came down to it, Xavier would trade never being able to stick his cock in you again for the chance to permanently attach his mouth to your pussy. He works himself into a daze quickly, resting his head on the inside of your thigh, eyes hooded and blank as he eagerly eats you out. He’s always extremely physical about it too— shaking his head back and forth, using his nose, every bit of his face possible to elicit more pleasure from your body.
"Shimei," he whispers, reverent against your core, "Please don't be mad at me--"
You tap at him lightly with a socked foot.
“Use your hands. I know you untied yourself ages ago.”
Xavier doesn’t even waste a second to apologize, swiftly planting his palms on the inside of your thighs, prying you open further, tracing your hole with a practiced finger. At this point, you're soaked enough that two fingers glide in easily— stirring up the building ache in your gut.
You let out an indulgent sigh, bucking your hips into Xavier's face once, twice for good measure before pulling him back by the hair. His lips are shining and he breathes loudly, looking almost affronted that you interrupted his task.
"I have something a little better I think." you smile, feeling wicked, "I'll let you stick your cock in me. For just a bit okay?"
"Thank you for this mercy--" he whines, pressing a kiss to your hair as he eagerly draws back.
Xavier thrusts the head of his cock up and down your slit in short, shallow movements, face utterly debauched, not bothering to fully step out of his clothes before he finally lines his cock up with your entrance. He cries out as he rolls his hips, sinking into your warmth. The red flush on his cheeks, paired with the pretty pleas falling from his lips is so enticing you’re reminded of why he gets away with everything so damn often.
It always takes just an extra moment to get accustomed to his size, and Xavier is keenly aware of what it takes to reduce you to a brainless lump. He's certainly "apologized" using that method one too many times. He's on his best behavior today though, diligently bracing himself on trembling forearms, waiting for your signal.
You nip at his ears, "Hurry up. Before I change my mind."
“T-thank you—- ahh —-you're so warm—oh— shimei—"
Your name tumbles off his lips, a steady mantra as his hips start to pick up speed. It doesn't take much before you feel your own climax start to build. Seeing Xavier prostrate in front of you, tears beginning to streak down his cheeks, had a greater effect than you had expected and soon your breath is stuttering, gushing around him as you hit your peak.
"Do you like this Xavier?" your voice is saccharine as you take him in, catching your breath. His tongue is lolling out of his mouth, eyes unseeing as he plunges in and out of you.
"I like this—-" he whimpers as you dig your ankles in, pulling him closer. His hip meets your ass with a loud slap, "— shixiong likes it so much."
You grin, fully intending to exploit his particular weakness for that title.
"Shixiong," you whine, heavy in his ear. He pants, clutching his arms tighter under your shoulder blades, lifting you off the bed as he ruts into you.
"You make shimei feel so good," you sigh, tilting your hips up towards him and he moans, burying his face into the crook of your neck, calling out your name against heated skin.
He starts to babble, leaving wet open-mouthed humid kisses everywhere he can reach.
"Shixiong is sorry— please— shimei—"
You dig your nails down his back, gleefully watching as he tenses up— he's getting close— closer…
"Do you want to come shixiong?"
To your surprise, he frantically shakes his head, laying his forehead onto yours, peering into his eyes.
"What I want—" he pants, eyes wide and red-rimmed, "S-Shixiong wants shimei's forgiveness."
On any other day, you probably would've just eaten that up. Kissed his cheek. Forgave him. Let him endlessly pleasure your body into the night as penance.
But Xavier is devious too, and a lesson is overdue.
"However, I've decided," you kiss his cheek apologetically as he blearily turns to you in confusion, still hard inside of you, "that for your actual punishment, you won't get to cum til morning."
Xavier blinks, growing still. His eyes narrow, and you can see him weigh several possibilities in his mind. His first: plea and bargain. His second: to fuck you senseless until you forgive him. Third: he'll acquiesce (for now) and regroup. He looks down and realizes that he's already at option three.
Before he can protest, you push him back, making a show out of wiping inside of your legs before delicately tying your shift back on. He licks his lips, caught, eyes wide in a panic, shoulders heaving.
"Shixiong said he would accept any punishment," you purr, voice syrupy, relishing his shocked expression before you turn your back towards him, settling into the quilt, "Surely waiting until morning wouldn't be an issue for someone of my shixiong's caliber."
—
The moon is still on the horizon, but something wet and hot is moving between your legs.
Xavier.
“The sun isn't—“
“Yes it is already,” a muffled reply from underneath your quilt.
"You owe me," you groan, "double with interest."
notes: xavier causing property damage in every universe makes me laugh. what if I told you this isn't actually the shixiong fic I've been working on these past two weeks?! That one is...at 6k words and counting. This drabble came to me in a daze-- it's been too long since I wrote a more subby Xav. Shixiong!Xavier is too charming. thank you to @sungodnika5 and @addiglessthanthree for looking over the full drafts!!
Comments and reblogs are always, always appreciated! Let me know what you liked <3
🌸Sodapopkiss6 Love and Deepspace kinktober list 2025🌸
✨️All works are Dom Reader x Sub LI only. The list will be updated daily with links to each post✨️
Day 1: Sylus - Knifeplay
Day 2: Zayne - Impact play
Day 3: Caleb - Pet play
Day 4: Xavier - Pegging
Day 5: Rafayel - Double penetration
Day 6: Sylus - Public Sex
Day 7: Zayne - Temperature play
Day 8: Caleb - Breeding
Day 9: Xavier - Orgasm denial
Day 10: Rafayel - Aphrodisiacs
Day 11: Sylus - Mpreg
Day 12: Zayne - Somnophilia
Day 13: Caleb - Gun play
Day 14: Xavier - Dacryphilia
Day 15: Rafayel - Brat taming
Day 16: Sylus - Manhandling
Day 17: Zayne - Sounding
Day 18: Caleb - Primal play
Day 19: Xavier - Object insertion
Day 20: Rafayel - Sensory play
Day 21: Sylus - Humiliation
Day 22: Zayne - Bondage
Day 23: Caleb - Omorashi
Day 24: Xavier - Praise
Day 25: Rafayel - Wax play
Day 26: Sylus - Overstimulation
Day 27: Zayne - Coming untouched
Day 28: Caleb - Dumbification
Day 29: Xavier - Mirror sex
Day 30: Rafayel - Voyeurism
Day 31: All LI - Omegaverse (Group sex)
🌸Regarding requests🌸
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a/n : I want to write more sub stuff for love and deepspace men but I don’t know how I’ll go with it! So for now I’m just going to slap this in here and depending on how well it does I’ll continue with stuff like this. Meanwhile I should make a billboard of my pieces so far so I don’t have to stress. Anyway enjoy!
Rafayel is slow and passionate. He embraces his needs while focusing mostly on yours, he loves when you take control but wouldn’t mind being the one to take the reins and can have fun with it sometimes and when he does he’s usually degrading you with a slight hint of praise and acts as a power bottom. He eats you out until you are practically begging him to have mercy on your cunt, yet you never shout the safe word? Strange! A strange kink of his, being covered in paint (human safe) paint while laying on a large canvas, after the deed is done (and thoroughly enjoyed) with a smirk he inspects it admiring your work.
Bottom - sometimes power bottom but a bottom.
ZAYNE :
Zayne is soft and slow. He isn’t much of one to be a talker, instead enjoying the silence and intimacy between you two. You taking control lets him finally relax after being hard at work all the time and rarely having anyone care for himself and his needs. Of course if you were to ask him to top he would, playing with your clit and longer foreplay is his playing card for days like that. Zayne is up for anything you want to do however he is a vanilla man at heart, so if you wish to do anything please reel it in a bit. He can only handle so much before he becomes an overstimulated mess (although he’s sure that’s what you want). A kink of his is temperature play with ice, sometimes if you have a lengthy discussion before hand he’ll let you guys play with wax. It’s something that won’t affect your PH or throw off your hormones, he thinks of your health before his pleasure as is natural for the doctor.
Bottom almost all the time- service top when you need him to be but if possible just keep him as the bottom.
XAVIER :
Xavier sloppy and rough, it contrasts with his peaceful nature of course but once you rile him up enough, getting messy with you in bed is a must. Although you would expect him to let you take control, more often than not he is the one leading the situation and making your body squirm in ways you can’t explain except unending pleasure. That doesn’t mean he is against you taking over- on the contrary, he loves when you push him to the brink but Xavier usually is the one on top of you. A strange kink of his is taking you in your sleep or you taking him (with prior consent of course). Waking up with him dripping out of you into your shorts or waking up feeling sticker than usual makes him feel in the mood for another round, with you awake this time.
Top - rare switch but a top.
SYLUS :
Sylus is rough and possessive. Although Sylus looks like the type to want to take control he adores when you put him in his place. He practically begs you to slap him across the face, kick him, degrade him, anything. He wants to be at your beck and call at all times. He jokes about getting you a collar for him, almost half wishing you would agree and tie it tightly around his neck so much that it hurts to take a gulp. He isn’t one to take the lead, will do it if you ask however most of the joy comes when you tell him what to do, especially when you demand it from him and act entitled- it makes a shiver run down his spine. A kink of his, BDSM, at the beginning of your relationship it was light BDSM but slowly but surely it got more dark, ropes, plugging, sounding. He enjoys anything with you punishing him, he loves it to pieces.
Bottom - Service top, both are interchangeable.
CALEB :
Caleb is anything you want to be, sloppy say less , rough sure just tell him and he will go as hard as you want , passionate - he’s literally in love with you he wouldn’t be anything less. Caleb is a flexible man, but usually he’s on the long and worshiping side. He usually tops you, eating you out desperately, fingering you and you squirt all over the sheets- if he doesn’t drink it up first- and fucking you till you can’t feel your legs anymore. When you want to be in control , he’ll indulge you but more often than not you are arching your back while he’s pounding into you. It could be the freakiest things known to man, just give him a second to search it up and the health risks when it comes to you and if it’s relatively okay get whatever you need cause you won’t be able to sit for a long time. He loves when you get dumbed down and barely able to hold yourself up. Just looking all dumbed out for him makes Caleb want to fuck you into those sheets all over again just so you can drool all over his dick. A weird kink of his, is any of your kinks but mostly he loves breeding. Just the idea you’re carrying his kid in you , an eternal bond that will tie you and him together even more than a wedding band? He is practically begging you to let him finish inside (of course he’ll get you the morning after pills , he’s not that crazy - in front of you), when you finally say yes he practically forces your ass to turn a vibrant red from how hard he’s going on you. Don’t worry, he’ll take good care of you! Just call off from work for a few days and maybe squeeze some extra rounds in…
Top, switch whenever but always results back in him being a top.
a/n : Sorry Rafayel girlies! I did not feed you guys well , I promise I got ya’ll next time I am so serious 🥹. But anyway enjoy the food , cause I can rest for the next few days! Anyway I’m up for requests in inboxes now I should mention it! But until I get requests I’ll just make stuff I like.
CW: Bunny Xavier, Mates/Heat Cycles, omegaverse, pee (he pees around the house to mark his territory), anal, sex toys, breeding
-Everything is consensual and pre negotiated-
It's not fair, is what he thinks. You leaving him when he needs you the most, going to work to provide while he has to stay home all alone.
He had started to feel clingier and more possessive these past days, a usual sign of his heat season coming, however based on the calendar it's not time yet, so you thought it was him just feeling needier. As he protested you showered his face with kisses, telling him how much you love him and you'll be back home soon. Grumpy he only hugged you, his frown deepening as he watched the front door close shut.
That was hours ago, and with each passing second his frustrations only grew. He's tried to keep himself busy, but he can't seem to focus on anything. He whimpers when a wave of heat hits his body, he starts to sweat his favorite hoody now feeling like cage. He uncaringly starts to undress in the middle of the living room, sighing happily when he's completely bare, he walks around sniffing for your scent around the couch, instantly spotting your blanket which holds it the most. He brings it to his nose and whines, rubbing the soft cloth all over his face.
Your scent drives him wild, his body quickly reacting to it. Content he lies down on the couch drowning himself in your scent, but as he pulls the blanket away he notices another scent on the couch. He knows that scent, hates it actually.
Sylus
He frowns and sits up. The cocky alpha had visited recently, disturbing his time with you as usual. He doesn't get what you see in him, he's annoying and bad company, why would you want to keep a friend like him around?
His ears twitch and he glares at the couch. Sylus doesn't deserve to have his scent in your home, the only scent that should is his. His scent should fill the house to the point that you never even think about leaving him alone again.
By pure instinct he holds his hard length and aims at the couch, he knows he shouldn't be peeing on it again, you have told him countless time to not mark like that, but he can't help it. He hates sharing you, he hates it when you leave him, he hates it all, it's his territory. Tears well up in his eyes, possessiveness taking over as he makes sure every inch of the house is filled with his scent.
When you come back from work you immediately notice something is off. You close the front door, confused as to why Xavier isn't coming to you like usual. Next you notice a distinct smell, it's his scent but stronger. It takes you a minute until you realize what it is, groaning when you notice the wet spots around the house, the most prominent one on the couch.
You sigh, "Xavi?" you call out.
When you receive no response you begin to search for him, checking all of his favorite hiding spots until you reach your shared bedroom. As you get closer you hear muffled moans and cries, slowly pushing the door open you see your bunny on all fours on the bed his breeding machine turned on on a steady pace pushing the knotted dildo in and out of his needy hole.
"Ngh...mm..."
One of his arms shakily keeps him up while the other moves as he pumps his length. His voice cracks with each thrust, his body pushed back and forth on the bed.
Your scent quickly reaches him and he turns to look at you, eyes wide.
"Master!" he chirps his ears twitching happily.
Smiling you walk over to sit next to him.
"Did you miss me?" you gently cup his cheek, stroking it with your thumb.
"A-always mm" he nuzzles into your hand, "need you, please don't leave me again"
You feel a pang in your heart and lean in to kiss him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize how much you needed me." you move further up the bed to sit on your knees in front of him, his arms wrapping around your waist.
"My poor bunny" you push his wet hair away from his forehead, his eyes rolling back when another moan is forced out of him. You watch him leak onto the sheets, already drenched and crumpled. His body trembles, running on pure instinct, legs spread and hips raised presenting himself.
"You can keep touching yourself"
His ears and small tail twitch, hand going back to his weeping length. He whimpers, mindlessly stroking and pushing back into the dildo.
"Ngh"
You coo, "such a good bunny, you look so cute like this"
He shivers from your praise and rests his chin on your lap, wide wet eyes looking up at you. His pale skin is flushed, body burning hot with need.
"M close" he moans, eyes clenching shut and limbs twisting.
"Look at me, I want to see those pretty eyes when you cum" you watch him slowly open them. "Yes perfect, my perfect obedient bunny"
"My-"
He quickly reaches climax, your words having a hypnotizing effect on him. His lips part, moans and whines slipping out along with drool, his eyes remain on yours slightly rolling back as his body trembles. His hand continues to stroke his length, small ropes of cum joining the puddle beneath him. You wait a couple seconds, gently rubbing his head while murmuring praises.
Once you see him harden again you carefully unwrap his arms around you.
"O-owner?" he whimpers looking panicked and hurt, hands reaching for you.
"Don't worry sweetheart I'm just going to change your position" you see him instantly relax, body pliant as you move him on his back, you watch the dildo move back and forth inside him now, the skin of his belly stretching at each impact. You also see the knot at the base of it teasing his entrance, soon he'll be able to fit it inside.
You lay beside him, holding the machines control on one hand while the other holds his. You watch his fingers trace the bulge in his belly then travel down to his tip, rubbing the edged of it slowly, as if testing it's sensitivity. Meanwhile you kiss his neck, leaving marks of your claim that will remain visible for days. He gasps softly with each bite, volume increasing as his body warms up again.
His legs fold up allowing the machine to go in deep, half of the knot already sliding in.
"O-oh...mm..."
"Good boy, you're taking it so well" you bite near his mate mark "I'm so proud of my sweet bunny"
Lost in sensations he emits more pheromones, the delicious scent clouding your mind.
"Imagine it's me, pounding in straight into your pretty little womb" his eyes light up and you feel his grip on your hand tighten.
"And you'd take it, wouldn't you? every inch until my knot locks us together just as you want"
He nods, glossy eyes looking at you with want and submissiveness.
"Of course you would, you're mine after all, my pet, my omega, my mate. No one else get's to have you but me, we're bonded forever"
You click the control increasing the machines velocity, knot fully slipping in stretching his entrance. You smile with satisfaction when his back arches beautifully, mouth slack and wet. His body tenses and squirms, his hand gripping yours so tightly his nails start to dig into your skin, his other hand finds purchase on the pillow behind his head.
'Yours yours yours mine'
His head goes dizzy at your words, his alpha's words, both his omega and him satisfied and aroused by them. He want's to say yes, to tell you just how much your words are true, but all that comes out are whimpers and moans. He can barely think straight, he's sure he's going to cum again soon, he can already feel the fake knot inside him begin to swell, his walls clenching around it tightly.
"Don't forget this" you reach for his hand holding the pillow and bring it back to his neglected dick. You guide his hand up and down, his hand weakly following yours.
Pressing a trail of kisses up to his ear you whisper, "good, keep going you're so close"
You encourage him to go faster, hips meeting each thrust and shaky hand pumping ceaselessly. Tears start to dribble down his cheeks, he feels so close, but this time it's different he feels like he's going to burst. All the times he's cummed building up to this, this feeling of his mind leaving his body, doing nothing more than feel pleasure.
"Cum for me, my mate" you say as you bite down on his gland.
He can hear your possessiveness, your desire, it's enough to make it all come down, crushing his body. With a loud cry he tenses, ropes of cum shooting up from his tip. He clenches around the knot trembling violently on the bed, he feels the knot lock itself in him, thick spurts of warm fake cum flooding his insides deep into where he desires it the most.
He feels his orgasm prolonged, your words, the knot inside of him and your hands that keep pumping his cock it makes his insides turn and push, his soft ears tensed. His eyes suddenly widen and he squirts hard, the clear liquid shooting out continuously. You look at it amazed, his chest and belly wet from his release giving his skin a shiny glow.
The overstimulation makes his head blank out, for the next couple of minutes he feels as if he's underwater. His omega and him satisfied for now. He feels nice and weightless, body relaxed as the last bits of his release dribble down like a stream.
He slowly comes back to his senses, your soft hums and gentle caresses waking him. He blinks out the last bits of tears and slightly moves his head away from the crook of your neck. The knot still inside him but the machine now off, and a blanket covers him, your scent enveloping him.
"You can take a nap, I'll take care of you" you move back to look down at him.
"You won't leave?" he asks quietly.
You shake your head, "I won't, I promise I'll stay right here"
"Mmkay" he blinks fighting back his sleepiness** to lean up for a kiss. You cradle the back of his head, lips parting to fit his, airy breaths mingling. The room is quiet except for the sound of your kisses that remain tender and slow. You gently rub his head then his fluffy ears, they twitch at your touch enjoying the attention.
Eventually you start to feel his grip loosen, lips more pliant until he goes completely still. You kiss him one last time before you hide his face in the crook of your neck releasing calming pheromones as he sleeps.
I couldn't resist writing ABO 💔 im too excited for the last kinktober prompt😭
author's notes — stumbled upon this absolutely gorgeous ancient relic while i was looking for something to sleep to. i can't believe this audio (and trend in audio c0rn as a whole) is over a decade old... anyway if u think this piece is ass, it's because it's UNEDITED AND UNPROOFREAD (as with the majority of my works on here 😍) <3 i needed to take a break from thesis writing or else i'll go CRAZy!!! pls lmk what yall think my inbox is always open <333333
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xavier's breath shuddered at the sight of you on his knees in front of him. your hands trailed over his clothed bulge carefully, like you were handling a fragile vase. you fluttered your eyelashes up at him as you slowly unraveled the strings of his dark sweatpants, silently asking him to take them off for you.
"s-starlight, please don't look at me like that..." xavier whispered, but he complied anyway, his thumbs hooking onto the sides of his pants anyway. you giggled as he shimmied them down his legs, revealing that he was not wearing anything underneath his pants.
with a sigh, xavier's cock slapped onto his belly button, the blushing tip already leaking. he leaned back onto the couch with a grunt, his teeth biting his lip in great anticipation. "what did you want me to do, starlight?"
as if you just remembered something, you quickly turned to the coffee table behind you, grabbing a bottle of vanilla-scented lube in one hand and your phone in the other. you handed the lube to xavier as you unlocked your phone, then showed him your screen.
xavier squinted at the words in front of him, and you giggled as you watch the horror and realization dawn on him.
"y-you... you found my audio account?" xavier asked, mortified and beyond turned on.
on your screen was the page for one of his more popular audios, the 100-1 challenge from how many years ago. he vaguely remembered being tagged to do the challenge by another audio artist, and decided to do it after a grueling training session at the association.
he didn't think much of it while he recorded and uploaded it, since it was just him jerking off while counting down from 100 to 1. but it ended up being the piece that pushed him onto the niche spotlight of audio porn artists. it certainly was a strange place to be popular in, but it made good money for a while.
"mhm..." you replied with a grin, turning off your phone and then tossing it to the side. "when simone sent the account to me last night i thought that she might've gone crazy, but... it really did sound like you..."
xavier gulped as you popped the bottle open in his hand with your thumb. "i'm not gonna lie, i'm a little upset that you stopped posting about two years ago." you continued, tilting your head innocently up at him.
xavier nervously shifted in his seat, his cock twitching involuntarily. "i- i stopped posting when we met, starlight..." he reasoned, his voice pleading, needy, and his hand grasped your wrist weakly.
"i didn't think i needed to continue posting on there, with all the missions we've been going on... and- and i've got you now with me..."
you didn't respond, instead you gestured for him to pour the liquid he held onto your hand. xavier complied, his grip on the bottle trembling as he spilled a generous amount onto your palm. you smiled up at him sweetly as you lathered the sticky substance onto your other hand.
"count from 100 for me, okay baby?"
xavier grunted out one number through gritted teeth.
"hhaaah... t- twenty...ah, fuck!"
your hand, slick with an obscene mixture of his pre and a generous amount of lube, slid down his cock rapidly. xavier shuddered out a desperate moan as your other hand massaged one of his balls.
"st- star, please... please, i'm s-so close..." he stuttered, his hand gripping the throw pillow beside him.
you smiled, "you can cum baby, as long as you reach the last number..."
xavier threw his head back as you thumbed over his tip, his hand covering his mouth as he let out another whimper. you bit your lip at the glorious sight of your boyfriend, reduced to needy moans and uncontrollable twitches.
"hnggg... n-nineteen, eighteen, s-seventeen..."
as the numbers came out in rapid succession, your hand followed suit in speed. xavier began squirming under your hold, his eyes squeezed shut, his hands grasping onto anything near as he lost himself in your touch.
"ffffuck- fi- fifteen! fuck!" xavier groaned, countless swear words following right after.
you hummed, delighted. thinking back now, he sounded just as desperate and needy in his old audio, if not more.
but the xavier in front of you was the real xavier, not the man hiding behind an audio artist account, not the man performing for hundreds of listeners as he jerks himself off for their pleasure. as your boyfriend struggled to spew out the next number, you opened your mouth and gently suckled at his tip.
xavier couldn't hold back the gasp as he felt the unmistakable plush of your lips around his cock. his hands, previously grasping onto the couch, gripped onto your hair in desperation. his eyes wide, he could already feel his entire body collapsing from the unexpected pressure.
"fuck! fuckfuckfuuuuuck, starlight waitwaitwai-"
xavier cut himself off with another groan, struggling with all his might to stop himself from cumming into your mouth. you licked his tip with kitten licks, careful not to set off another outburst. you blinked up at him, batting your eyelashes innocently as if you hadn't almost reset the entire challenge over.
"st- star, please..." he panted, pleading, needy.
you didn't respond, instead deciding to take his cock deeper into your throat as you fondled both of his balls, humming gently at the taste of him on his skin.
xavier flinched with a loud whine, his hips shaking uncontrollably as his lips parted to utter the next few numbers.
"fourteen, thirteen, t-twelve! fuuuuuck!"
your lips popped off from his cock, your hand quickly replacing it. "just a few more, baby. you can do it..."
xavier couldn't stand a chance against your gentle coaxing, his mind and mouth somehow managing to cooperate despite his strange predicament. you smiled widely, despite his cock getting in the way of your mouth.
"ten, n-nine, e-eight... hnggg..." his back arched as your tongue went back over to his cock, trailing over the sensitive vein that stretched over the side. at this point, the real thing is absolutely better than what xavier had recorded and posted all those years ago.
"five, four..." xavier gasped. his hand gripped harder on your hair, his eyes watery and unfocused. you hollowed your cheeks more, suckling him hard as he whined the last few numbers.
"three, t-two, one- ah! ffffuuuuu-!"
xavier stiffened immediately, spurting out hot wads of cum down your throat with a long whine. you swallowed it all, but not without choking at the sheer amount. you continued to lick over his slit for a few seconds, wanting to see your poor boyfriend twitch more before finally letting up.
the living room was quiet once again, save for xavier's heavy pants and you looking for a clean towel to clean him off with. you returned from the bathroom with his towel and wiped his sweat-sheened chest and thighs, careful to avoid his sensitive cock.
xavier rolled his head over to you with his lips parted and his eyes droopy. you smiled, "aww, you tuckered out, baby?"
"yes," he replied instantly, "it's... all your fault..." he muttered as he tried to grab onto your arm, wanting a kiss.
"i'm sorry baby." you giggled, giving into the kiss he wanted.
after managing to clean up a drowsy xavier, he had his pants pulled up and cuddled into your side on the couch. arms tightly wrapped around your waist, he tucked his face into your neck.
"i need to delete that fucking account." xavier grumbled.
Summary: You have your own harem consisting of four consorts.
Pairings: Sub! Bottom! Zayne/Sylus/Rafayel/Xavier x Dom! Top! Gn! Reader
nsfw minors dni
They have different features and characters, each of which is a unique combination of beauty, strength and charm.
The first consort, Zayne was a skillful healer, known for his wisdom and insight. He was not only handsome, but also smart. His knowledge of herbs and medicines helped to keep you in good health, helping to stay full of strength and energy. He often gave you valuable advice in governing the state. He had a refined taste and exquisite grace. His outfits have always been made with elegance.
The second consort, Rafayel, has a passionate temperament and burning beauty. Something about him always makes him the center of attention in any room. He chooses the most precious fabrics and jewelry to emphasize his beauty. Rafayel spends his days perfecting the art of dance, demonstrating flexibility and ability to control his body. He was not only a talented dancer, but also a skillful musician. In the evenings, he plays the lyre, hoping to attract you with melodic sounds and his angelic voice. His talent was known far beyond the palace.
The third consort, Sylus is famous for his wisdom and deep knowledge of poetry and philosophy. Passion and temptation permeates his every movement and every word. His eyes burn with the fire of thirst, giving mystery. He is also a master of martial arts. His grace and dexterity delighted everyone who saw his training. He often quotes poems and philosophical thoughts, hoping to win your heart through mind and soul.
The fourth consort, Xavier is known for his innocence and sincerity. He wears light and bright outfits that emphasize his young beauty. Its beauty is emphasized by simplicity and naturalness. He likes to walk in the garden and pick flowers. He wants to attract you with his purity and innocence. His room is filled with the scents of fresh flowers and the soft light of candles since he every evening hopes that you’ll want to visit him.
They dress up in frank clothes that barely cover their bodies to better demonstrate the traces of your caresses - dark spots and red marks from love bites that cover their delicate skin with a marble pattern. Every sign you leave is considered a pride, and they do not hide them under their makeup, but show them out.
At public meetings, banquets, parties and most social events, your consorts properly stand right behind your back and will always accompany you. Their presence behind your back symbolized the unity and strength of the imperial family. They’ll hide their faces under face veil, leaving only their eyes open. Since childhood, they have been taught that their bodies belong only to the emperor, and this knowledge is deeply rooted in their minds. Because of this, they cannot get physical pleasure on their own, knowing that their purpose is to serve only you.
As an emperor, you are aware of the importance of fair and respectful treatment of your consorts. And you try to pay equal attention to them all, making sure that each of them feels loved and valuable.
Evenings in the garden with Xavier have become an oasis of calm and happiness for you. The garden has an atmosphere of peace and harmony created by the rustle of foliage, the singing of birds and the quiet murmur of the fountain. Xavier brings the book he chose in advance and sits on the soft grass under the shade of an old oak leaning against it. You settle down next to him, putting your head on his lap. His hands begin to gently stroke your hair. He opens the book and starts reading aloud. His voice, soft and expressive, fills the space around you. Closing your eyes, you enjoy every minute spent with him.
Sylus often asks you to practice with him. One of your rules was the following: if he wins, you will fulfill any of his wishes. He attacks quickly and deftly, trying to find vulnerabilities. You, in turn, fight back, always trying to keep a balance between defense and attack. However, despite his aspiration and skills, he has never managed to defeat you. You are always one step ahead. You know that the real goal of these trainings is not victory, but time spent together. And this ends with Sylus breathing heavily with his hands around your neck, feeling the warmth of your body. Your hands wrap around his waist, pulling him closer. His lips are warm, persistent, conveying all the passion that he may have been holding back for a long time.
Rafayel, dressed in light silk clothes, slowly goes to the center of the hall, illuminated by the soft light of candles. The sounds of darbuka and qanun begin to fill the space. Smooth waves run through his body, starting from his hips and rising up his spine. He skillfully uses his shoulders. His hands gently twist, repeating the curves of the melody, and his fingers touch the invisible strings, adding a touch of magic to the dance. His hips make graceful movements, synchronously swaying in the rhythm of melody. His body is the true perfection of beauty. Each muscle contraction, each movement emphasizes the ideal lines of his figure. The light of candles plays on his skin, creating a game of shadows and emphasizing every muscle. When he looks at you, it seems that time stops. His eyes are full of depth and passion, you can drown in them, forgetting about everything in the world. It's like they bewitched you, and you can't take your eyes off him. They reflect the whole world, full of mysteries and secrets that he is ready to share only with you.
In the majestic imperial palace, immersed in luxury and splendor, your life was surrounded by Zayne's care and attention. Not trusting the servants, Zayne personally followed every aspect of your daily life. It was his personal privilege and duty that he was proud of. Taking care of the emperor gave him some pleasure. He chooses your outfit for the day, also takes care of your hairstyle, skillfully styling your hair and giving it a neat look. He makes sure that consorts didn't bother you and asks you every night if you wanted to visit someone's quarters. Zayne takes care of his emperor with awe and love, trying to protect you from all possible troubles and worries. As a sign of gratitude for his tireless care and devotion, you often took his hands in your own and gratefully kiss them. Zayne was always embarrassed at these moments, looking away.
Their hearts are pounding in anticipation of your next choice, and each of them is eager to be in emperor’s quarters again. When they find themselves in your bed, their moans and screams become loud and passionate, breaking the silence of the night. It's not only an expression of their pleasure, but also a way to show others your closeness to them. They cry, clutching your cock buried deep inside them, and whisper through tears: "I'm y-your favorite, right?" Their voices tremble with emotions, and their hearts beat in the hope of confirming their uniqueness and love.
Their bellies become swollen from the amount of sperm inside their wombs. When you gently press on their stomach, white sperm flows out of their hole, and they whine, asking you not to waste it. Each of them dreams of giving birth to the first heir, who will strengthen his position in the harem and give him power and respect.
✎: sub afab xavier x dom gn amab reader notes: pornography, horny xavier, somnophilia, dubcon(?), one mention of “mommy”
author talks: this is a VERY belated birthday gift to @starfallforest and also my debut in the lads fandom. ash is here to provide subby lads content
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There are two things that Xavier loves the most in the world.
One. Sleeping.
And two, you.
So what should a guy do when his lover isn’t present beside him and he is obviously very horny and not able to sleep?
Watch some “educational” videos on a certain website. And it wasn’t really a shock when his hands hovered over a specific category on that website. That which had the tag of ‘somnophilia’.
Xavier bit his lip in curiosity, and clicked on it. And everyone knows, curiosity killed the cat.
The video started in a dimly lit room, an atmosphere set in the space which seemed to pull in xavier through his laptop. There was a figure splayed on the bed, bedsheets crumpled beneath the body and as the video continued, Xavier could decipher the silent body resembling that of a sleeping man.
He looked at peace. Wearing a fluffy white sweatshirt and black shorts that gave off the appearance of actually nothing underneath his top. Soon a rustling was heard and another figure began to move into the view of the camera.
They were dressed in black jeans and a white button-up but for some reason, their face was hidden behind a mask, concealing the upper portion of their face. There were slow clicks of heel on the floor as the person walked closer to the bed.
Eyes blown wide and pupils increasing in diameter as Xavier stared at the figure climbing up on the bed unbeknownst to the sleeping boy. The boy mumbles something in his sleep but doesn’t wake up and somehow Xavier could notice a slight smirk on the person’s face and it was enough for a shudder to run through his body.
They take a few minutes to stare at the boy as he sleeps without a care in the world. His sweatshirt was exposing a teeny bit of his pudgy tummy while his legs were splayed open in quite a manner. Almost as if he was presenting himself up to them. Lewd.
Xavier’s breath hitches in his throat when he hears a soft chuckle from the person in the video. Its low and there is a hint of mischief laced in it, almost in a way that she was chuckling at Xavier through the screen. As if threatening him. Some kind of danger was surrounding the vulnerable man and it made Xavier’s core throb at the idea of being in a position to similar him.
The figure silently laid beside him, their face inches away from the snoozing boy. Suddenly, their hand crept up in the vision and it loitered teasingly around his groin. The shorts were not helping in any manner to conceal the boy’s cunt by the way it tightly hugged his pelvis.
Slowly, they moved their hand to his clothed cunt. Their fingers began rubbing him through the fabric, steady and firm. A sharp inhale from the boy was caught by the microphone, signifying that he was feeling something. And it was all it took for the person to stimulate him while he continued to sleep.
“What a pretty pretty boy”, the person uttered in a husky tone and Xavier bit his lip in response. Maybe stopping himself from reacting to their voice. Their actions. It felt so weird. Like it was doing something to him. The way he was twisting and moving in his seat, fingers playing with the hem of his own sweatshirt and his thighs rubbing together.
As much as he was trying to ignore it, there was a throbbing down there.
As they continued to rub the man through his shorts, there were a few instances of him eliciting a whimper or maybe a mumbled moan but he didn't wake up. Not once did he wake up. A wet patch was forming on the cloth where the masked person was fiddling their fingers across his crotch, treating him as a cute plaything.
And then they stopped, making Xavier furrow his eyebrows in concern.
“Its enough”, they muttered, a rush in their voice, as they shuffled on the bed, this time sitting upright on it. Xavier watched with bated breath and a flushed face as they ripped a hole in the man’s shorts with their bare hands. “Oh fuck~”, Xavier moaned at the view in front of him.
The view of the boy’s cunt being on display with slick dripping down. It all looked so erotic and Xavier was getting lightheaded with how the person began to spread the boy’s pussy lips apart, letting the viewers enjoy a glimpse. “Such a pretty pussy”, Xavier’s own hand inched down to his pants at their voice. “So pretty and wet….all for me”, they muttered in glee and Xavier could just hum in response. Deluding himself with the idea that they were talking to him. Calling his own pussy pretty and cute, and it took all of Xavier’s strength to not plunge a finger inside him right then and there.
A dazed look had taken over Xavier’s eyes as he followed the path of the person’s fingers dancing around the guy’s cunt but not quite entering him. It was almost frustrating to look at, as if they were putting on a show for everyone. Boasting to everyone that they are the only one who can do whatever the fuck they want with him and you all are just poor witnesses to it.
Their eyes suddenly darted to the camera and Xavier jerked in his seat. Gleaming with a look of authority, their eyes conveyed a simple message without even speaking.
“Just sit and watch”
And Xavier couldn’t do anything but helplessly obey the figure on the screen, nodding in response to their stare.
They give one small smile to the camera before suddenly inserting their middle finger in the boy’s pussy. “mhmm”, a low whine was heard from the sleeping boy. Small huffs and pants left his mouth as the person continued to leisurely run their fingers inside his hole, opening him up bit by bit. Just a little later, they introduced another finger inside him and god he sounded needy.
Two fingers in and he was already breaking in their hands.
Xavier had a hard time controlling himself back. His chest heaved up and down while his hands were clenched into fists, holding himself back from touching him.
“My boy, my pretty baby boy”, their voice was dripping with love as their hand ran an assault on his pussy. The other roamed his body, touching his thigh, then his hips then his tummy. It all felt so intimate and Xavier felt like a pervert peeking into a couple’s love life.
The boy’s body twisted and squirmed on the bed, maybe running away from their fingers or perhaps involuntarily fucking his own body on it. No one knows. But one thing was evident. It was all so fucking hot.
The figure abruptly stopped their movements and so did the little voices coming from the boy underneath. His dozing self breathing in deep inhales, trying to calm itself. Taking their fingers out, a sound could be heard. Xavier didn’t quite catch it at first with how focused he was at controlling himself but the moment he realized what it was, a trembling whimper escaped his lips.
The same fingers that were fucking the man’s cunt now were wrapped around their cock. Long and painfully hard, almost as if it would burst. The masked person hissed as they stroked themselves in slow, long strokes, trying to lube it up with the fluid of their lover.
“Oh shit”, out came a moan as they rubbed the tip of their dick on his wet folds, the man beneath still unaware of what will be coming next. He looked so cute, so blissed out in his dream world that it almost felt a bit bad when a strangled moan was heard the moment their dick was pumped to the base inside his hole, stretching him out.
The boy’s hands scattered to hold the figure’s shirt, nails tightly clenching on their shoulders. “A-ahn mmh?”, the boy whimpered as the figure slowly continued to move their body, rubbing their dick along the walls of his gummy cavern. Confused and panicked, his moans grew desperate.
Small “ah ah ah”s from the boy’s lips sounded heavenly to Xavier’s ears. Would he also sound like that if you fucked him? Like a rabbit caught in a bunny trap with nowhere to go. All alone and read to be feasted on. The only solution? Succumb to the wolf in front of him.
Xavier’s mind was a battlefield as he fought the urge to rub his own dripping cunt from his sweatpants. He was sure his panties were already stained with slick. His brain feels foggy and there’s a weird twist in his abdomen. So pathetic.
“F-faster momma”, Xavier’s heart is caught in his throat as he hears the vulgarity spilling from the boy behind the screen. Its physically hurting him. Like suffocation straining his chest because he needs you really really bad, right now.
“Xavi!!”, your chirpy voice was like an alarm blaring in his mind. It all happened so fast that poor Xavier barely knew how to react and so there you stood in his room. A bag of his favorite snacks in one hand and the expression of shock painting your face.
“I-I wait I can explain-“, Xavier’s hurried words came to a halt as your eyes switched from the screen to his own, a dark glint in your eyes.
Prey.
Thats what he felt like as your stare continued to break through him. A sense of helplessness and insatiable desperation taking over him as you slowly walked over to his seated body, towering over.
Your eyes scanned his face. A red flush coating his cheeks, a few tiny droplets of sweat on his temples which led to his bangs being stuck and a very visible dark stain on his sweatpants. Fuck, he looked so pretty looking up at you like that. So pretty to ruin and mess up.
“You liked the video?”, you said as your palm rested on his face, the temperature difference evidently felt along your palm of contact. His immediate reaction was to lean into your touch, why would he not? Its you. The light of his life.
As doe eyes continued to stare into your own, Xavier silently nodded in response to your question. Oh astra, you thought, give me the power to control myself. Your hands drifted across his face, your fingers finally setting on his lips. Pink, wet and partially bruised. Giving them a slight pull, a shuddering breath was felt on your hand.
“Want to film another one then baby?”, and there was it. The damn fucking smirk which he saw in the camera. The same one which makes him all hot and bothered and needy because now he just wants your hands all over him. Want you - no need you to kiss him like you would devour his soul. Need you to fuck him just like you did last night in the video.
“Mhmm”, he whines through pursed lips and thats all the cue you require before you start kissing him, all sloppy and desperate.
Good to say your next video reached another hundred thousand views.
