Hey there! Naga Wesker. Double penises and egg-laying possibilities are included. Have this man be coiled up sleeping perfectly fine and then the reader, be it rookie or otherwise, chucks a bunch of pillows into the pocket he formed and uses him as a warm pillow nest.
Give it to me baby!
It’s egg season :3
Tw: Afab but gn reader, oviposition, talks of breeding, womb talk
Wesker was nesting in your bedroom, clothes stolen from your closet, your blankets, your pillows, anything he could get his hands on. This however would not be enough for him, as always. He’d need you in his hands as soon as you came home, and you wouldn’t be able to leave the bedroom for the next couple of…days, maybe a week. Most likely a week as he has long nesting periods and is overcome with the urge to breed. He needs you to be full of his eggs, his spawn, your children. He is a snake hybrid and he goes through these things and god dammit he wanted you so badly during these times.
That’s exactly what he was feeling at this moment, rubbing his dicks against the pillows, rutting and panting hard. Biting the edge of the pillow as he grunted and groaned loudly, basically whining, wanting for you to come back home. His long black naga tail tangled with your blankets and clothes that smell the most like you, claws digging into your mattress and pillows, holding on for dear life. Growling like a feral dog into your pillow as he smelled your scent like a drug, his eyes rolling back as he gasped into your pillow.
He heard the door open and immediately shot up to see you walk into the bedroom.
“Again with my clothes, sweetheart? It takes forever to clean that.” You said with a playful smile, gesturing to the clothes of your’s tightly wound around his tail and some even made it away around his dicks.
He growled at you, lurching forward to grab you, immediately throwing aside all the pillows, blankets, and clothes into the nest. Finally! Finally you were underneath him. His hands were caging your head under him, his lower abdomen was right between your legs, dicks slapping onto your shirt. Wesker barely contained himself from ripping your clothes off, tearing them to shreds, but he held back and lifted every single article of clothing off of your body, drooling with every piece you shed. Teeth on your neck, trying to enter you through your underwear and growling when he can’t. Through frustration, he rips off your underwear by the seams, pressing you flush against his hips, his dicks rubbing against you, bare, skin to skin. His dicks were large on their own, girthy and long, with ribs poking out of the bases. It was a struggle for you to take on of them, but tonight Wesker had something different in mind.
His chest smushed against your’s, face in your neck, rutting against you, trying to make his dicks fit. It takes a little rubbing and moving his hips away, but he gets only one dick inside, the other sliding up to your stomach. Wesker growled, leaning back up to see why he felt warmth on one dick only. He was obsessed with trying to fit both of his dicks inside of you. It would be snug but it would feel so good.
He pulled back, his dick coming out of you, using his hand to guide both of his dicks together.
“You’ll fit them for me, right my love?” He whispered into your ear. He ground his dicks against you, until finally they slipped in, earning a long moan from him. Forcing his head back, leaning up from your chest.
“See? Ah…so tight…you’re so warm.” He chanted like a mantra, your name on his lips, his head in your neck. His hands wandered your soft skin, squishing your hips and thighs, pressing slow kisses to your neck as you struggled to fit the rest of cocks into you.
“Wesker….” You groaned, feeling the dicks squeeze their way through your walls, how stiff they were was felt. He chuckled as he sank deeper into you, the ribs on his dick rubbing against your walls, hissing in delight. He smirked against your neck as he began to move slowly.
“Ah…such a good little pet…” His smooth but cocky voice sounded in your ear like a beautiful symphony. Groaning and moaning, he couldn’t contain himself. Panting and staring down at you as he thrusted both of his dicks inside of you, chanting about breeding you, wanting you full of him.
“Take my eggs. Take them.”
Rutting against you, hip to hip, moaning lightly again before going back to wild thrusting. He almost gasped as you grabbed his arms, digging your nails into him, and groaned as they left angry red marks. Wesker’s long snake tail curled around the bed sheets, taking them with him as he thrusted. He pulled back just to grab your legs and put them on his shoulders, and pushed back in, growling into your face.
His thrusts synced with your gasps, and he relished every second as Wesker’s eyes rolled back before landing back onto you. With a smirk he leaned down to you, your shoulders being touched by your knees, and kissed you deeply on the lips. He swallowed every moan from you, as his dicks hit the deepest parts of you, making a home inside of you, he could only smirk and roll his eyes back while he kissed you for all it’s worth.
He moaned longingly, slamming his dicks deep into you, hips squished against you. And you could feel it. Every moan he gave, every egg slipping through his dick and into you, your womb. His children. Your children. You moaned at every movement of them inside, into you. They were oval shaved and small compared to him but to you they were rather large and you could feel them bump against your cervix before pushing their way inside. You could feel the bump in your lower abdomen, you could feel the swell, the pleasure the gave you was better than anything. Whether or not they were duds was unknown to either of you, as it was way too early into his season to know, not that you two could keep track of it.
“Take them, my dear. Take them.” He moaned into your ear, you could feel his breath on your neck. His arms circled you, around you, your legs propped in his shoulders and just so close to your ears, making room for his head.
Your walls shivered around him, he moaned more, loving how they hugged him. You felt a warm sticky sensation fill you, it spilled out onto the sheets, pouring past his dicks.
He stilled for a long time, enjoying the euphoric haze of breeding, letting himself feel you clench and squirm around his dicks, still not used to both of them inside of you. Wesker leaned back, letting your legs fall to his waist, and panted out into the openness, suddenly feeling the heat of all the blankets and clothes wrapped around his tail. Blankets and clothes that would need to be washed as soon as he was done. But…he leaned back down to you, watching you try to catch your breath.
“One more time, my dear? Just one more.”
He just needed to be sure. He just wants to make sure is all.
Sukuna has two dicks, one thicker than the other, which you don't understand why until it starts expanding inside of you, forcing in what you realize in horror to be eggs. It lasts forever, your stomach distending, and nausea worsening as the space inside you fills up more and more. Already exhausted, you can't get away from him, having been fucked and reduced to a drooling, sobbing mess. It's hard to breathe, being this full, and you wheeze when he pulls you off his cock, finally done stretching you out. Sagging in his arms, he slides you right back down on his other dick, and starts thrusting. The force would throw you off his lap, but his nails pierce your skin and hold you in place. What parts of you not held down flail around in a dizzying, embarrassing frenzy. This time when he cums so much it spills over and runs from between your thighs to your ankles you thank him for doing so, more relieved to be done than terrified about what has happened.
also please could you tell us more about Blue and gentle noncon because that is now stuck in my mind rent free! I love Blue so much, he’s a cool character
He's my thicc, soon-to-be DILF merman beefcake ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)... I'm so happy he's so loved on here, you don't even know!
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tags: yandere, terato (Blue is a merman), ('gentle') noncon, forced impregnation, oviposition, afab reader
word count: 0.6k
To be fair, I have to go with yandere Blue for any type of noncon situation - he has no qualms with simply taking what he wants.
And that's a baby with you.
He's not someone who starts out as completely obsessed with you, it's something that grows within him as you are together, as the years tick by and he starts to feel his age in his bones. He knows that time works against him; with him in his very last few fertile seasons and you, human as you are, bound to fade quicker than him. It's where a good bit of his condescending attitude comes from as well. In the ten years you've been together, he's seen you go from young adult to really growing into your own skin while he has almost remained the same. He wants to use the years he has with you as best as he can - and a family with you is his ultimate goal, his one desire.
But trouble arises when you don't want that (just yet) - even though you promised him this a few years back, even though you know he won't be able to give you a clutch for much longer.
It's a weird swirl of emotions for him. Rejection, sadness, desperation, pressure - anger, even.
Blue turns moody for a while, tells you he needs some space after these news. And you let him be, thinking that he just needs to learn to accept that you can't have kids with right now - what you don't know is just what exactly is brewing in that thick head of his.
Don't you know how much a family means to him? How he has waited to find the perfect mate all his life - and finally, you come along, all squishy and fragile, all human, and you deny him this after he has already been patient with you for so long? It's infuriating.
He feels like you don't know what you're doing, feels like that perhaps he has to help you see what's good for you, for both of you, for your future.
Really, he doesn't want to hurt you. He would never do that intentionally but he needs you to understand where he's coming from as well.
So when he holds you a little tighter after you've made up again, when he kisses you with so much fervor and ignores how your giggled 'no's turn into serious demands for him to stop, when he works you open with his fingers until he knows you're well prepared - know that he's doing his best to make this as pleasant as he can.
He'll kiss away every tear, will murmur praise at how well you're taking him - as you always do, his sweet thing, his little human - really, he acts like he always does, it's just you who's squirming to get away from his cock. Blue knows that giving you his eggs won't be an easy experience for you, especially when you're gasping and clenching around him as you are right now. That's why he tries to calm you down, caresses you with so much love and tenderness it makes his own heart heavy.
He holds you down and smothers you in kisses as the first one slips in and you cry and cry and cry at the feeling of it working its way into your womb, begging him to stop this. But he's unrelenting, only full of condescending praise for you, promises of happiness together, gratitude for you for taking him so well.
You'll never feel so hot, so destroyed, so betrayed yet so... revered ever again, you're sure. He almost worships you for every egg he makes you take, almost cries with you when it becomes too much. It's a mind-breaking mix of emotions, of helplessness and pain - never has he used his strength against you like this and you feel like you're drowning, yet he is the softest he's ever been.
Warnings: f!reader, bimbo!reader, reader almost drowned, sexual themes, cursing, dubcon, unprotected sex, breeding, oviposition, manipulation, dark content, overstimulation, cunnilingus, monsterfucking and forced impregnation. Minors do not interact.
Note: happy birthday kiki bby @p-antomime 😆💕 love u
Synopsis: Your savior came in the form of an angel on water.
✃WC: 2.4k
Falling off of the cruise ship in the middle of the Caribbean sea at the dead of night, your life flashed before your eyes in slow motion. Gravity plays its part in your upcoming demise. A kaleidoscope of memories from childhood played through your inebriated mind up to this very moment. Regrets of drinking yourself silly, turning down that nice guy at the bar, and how your loved ones would react to you ending up missing on what was supposed to be your dream vacation consumed your thoughts before your body greeted the cold water. Akin to thick molasses saltier than the tears you shed forcing itself down your throat, you struggled to find anything—anything you can cling on as huge waves created by the huge vessel thrashed you around like a lone leaf in the middle of a storm. It was dark. The cruise ship seemed to get further and further away until all you could make out was a single light. Multiple ships in the area were too far to hear your cries for help.
And while you struggled to breathe, finding air more of a luxury in each passing second and making out of this alive was almost a miracle too good to be true—you felt something grab you from behind. Unsure whether it was a shark or any marine animal interested enough to taste human meat, your lids grew heavy as water entered through your nose and throat, slowly filling up your lungs. At that moment, death was creeping up your very neck, waiting to take your soul to wherever the dead went.
So, how did you end up here?
Shock course throughout your heaving body, lungs expanding once again at the taste of sweet oxygen. Coughing out the remnants of the ocean’s brutal assault in your system, your bleary eyes tried to make out your surroundings. Nose picking up the scent of what you could describe as sand, earth, and sulfur. White sand rough underneath your palms and legs. It was quiet, save for the sounds of water dripping down stalactites. Above was a small hole where sunlight was seeping through, illuminating what seemed to be a dome-shaped cave. Squinting at the areas where the light couldn't seem to reach, all you could see was stones and stalagmites. There was no way out. Plus, the sandy spot you sat on was surrounded by water, too deep to see the bottom—if there is one. Confusion colored your muddled brain, trying to figure out how you came in.
Where am I? Am I still near the Caribbean? What’s going on?
A sudden movement in the water that surrounded the ground where you laid caught your attention. Hand over your chest, you swore you saw something—someone peeking their head out on the surface. Just as you were about to head over and see it for yourself, the creature’s head was above the water again. Hair of onyx adorned its head, a curious stare directed at you.
It’s... a man!
Violet irises seemed to burn into your face as if reading your expression that was clearly of surprise and relief because you weren’t alone now. However, the moment you stood up and approached him, your wobbly legs stopped short. Lips gaping at the fish tail he had that should’ve been a pair of legs. Falling to the ground, you stumbled back out of astonishment rather than fear. A minute or so passed between you two just staring at each other, wary of one another. However, your fascination overruled your apprehensions at the discovery that the tales of merfolk were real all along.
Of course, your instant image of the creature was filled with innocence, the stuff fairytales were made of. Perhaps it was he who saved you from drowning—just like in that storybook! There was nothing to fear, right?
Swallowing, you slowly got up to approach the merman again. Those ethereal lilac eyes are still staring right into your soul, wondering what you were about to do. Kneeling by the edge, your hand reached out inch by inch, scared that you’ll terrify him into hiding. “H-hey. Come here, I-I’m not going to hurt you...”
Ran almost laughed at your display. How gullible could humans get? Weren’t you warned by your kind not to trust merfolk so easily? Especially when they ate human flesh such as other predators? You were probably brave or stupid. Ran figured it was the latter. Entertaining your silly actions, the merman swam closer until the palm of your hand rested on his head. Instantly, your eyes lit up while Ran’s lips curled up at the devious scenarios on how he’ll keep you around bubbled up in his twisted mind.
He has never seen a human up close that was still breathing—usually, they would be dead by the time they touched the water. Some were either feasted upon sirens, lulled by their enchanting song to drown themselves. To say that you were the most interested in this encounter is hardly a fact. For Ran was far more curious, attention sharp while you bent down to gaze at his tail gleaming under the soft light. Your eyes raked his handsome features, from his lavender pupils to the curves of his lips. Black hair long past his shoulders, color alternating from blond to black as it grew.
“Did you... save me?” Seeing Ran nod without hesitation brought more glee into your heart, thumping in its ivory cage that he understood you. “Thank you, truly... I really thought I was going to die that night, you know?” Shuddering at the memory, you then shifted to what has been bugging you earlier. “How did I get here? There doesn't seem to be any way out.”
“Down,” Ran muttered, voice almost melodic that you were sure it belonged to an angel. His hand then pointed below him, making you squint your eyes to see, but alas you couldn’t. Sitting back, you hummed at his words. The merman fought back a chuckle. Were you not going to question further? On where to go? How did he learn to speak? You were far too trusting, and this only riled him up, cold cheeks now warm.
He’s going to have so much fun with you.
“Where you goin’?” you called out, watching him sink back into the water and swim deeper into what was like an abyss the more you stare at it. His gleaming tail of blue, gold, and purple disappeared from view until all you could see was your reflection on the surface. Afraid to follow suit, you sat there for what seemed like hours. Stomach grumbling and throat parched. Staying in this cave with a mythical creature may sound amazing in books, but you knew you had to find a way out soon. You couldn't live here and frankly, you’d rather be at home or work than to be stuck in such a place. Deciding to tell the merman once he comes back, Ran then resurfaced and appeared to be carrying abalone in his hands. He then handed it to you, lilac hues piercing your face that was beaming at the offer.
“You brought me food? Thanks.”
Ran’s gaze never left you, eyeing you silently as you ate. A poor thing, you were. What would you do if he wasn’t around? Surely your carcass might have ended up in a shark’s belly before he saved you. Maybe he wouldn't eat you in the end, after all. You were far too entertaining to kill off. Too pleasing in his eyes to wind up like fodder. He just wished you’d never question or fight him, and he’ll take care of you in return. And when a fishing boat’s horn could be heard a great distance outside the cave, a sign you could get help, Ran stiffened at your joyful reaction.
“Oh my god—maybe I could swim out and call for help.” Turning to the displeased merman, you smiled at him. “Could you teach me how to get out of here? I need to go back home!” Jumping into the water without hesitation, you looked at the merman for help. Ran’s lips were in a tight line. What an ungrateful human you are. First, he saved you. Second, tried to feed you and now you were going to immediately leave at the first chance you got? No, he can’t let you. “Hey, are you listening to me? I need to leave—”
“No.” Cold hands gripped your shoulders, bringing you close to him and his darkened lilac irises, annoyance swirling in its pretty color. Shocked at his words, you then tried to protest but his grip simply tightened, sharp nails digging into your skin in warning. Ran didn’t want to hurt you, but if it’ll stop your delusions of going home, he may have to resort to violence. “You will stay.”
“B-but...” The boat’s horn was now louder, cutting off your sentence. Looking up at the hole in the cave, conflict etched your features. Ran was quick to grab your head, forcing you to look at him. His lips were then pressed against your parted ones, hoping to distract you from the noise. And it did, much to his relief. Tongue seeking out yours, Ran carried your body back to the ground's edge. Lifting you to the sandy edge, Ran cornered you, mouth never leaving yours. The moment you broke apart to breathe in air, he was quick to lick a stripe on your sensitive neck, pressing kisses and sucking the supple flesh there.
Did humans ever sound so sweet or was it only you? Breathy moans slipped past your lips at the onslaught of his tongue, his heavy weight on yours and his wandering icy fingers creeping through your dress’ top. The squeak you gave off his cold digits brushed against a nipple had Ran’s ears perking. Oh, you liked that, huh?
“W-wait—ah, s-stop! Not there...” Whimpering at how he was squeezing your nipples, your back arched at the pleasure shooting up your spine. Clothed pussy seeking friction, grinding against his scaled tail to feel... anything. The boat and goal to leave were long forgotten, especially when Ran’s head went lower, kissing his way to what was in between your legs. The scent of your arousal captured his undivided attention. A yelp was all he heard upon tearing off your dress and spreading your legs, underwear not surviving in the process. Violet orbs trained on the sight of your bare pussy glistening with slick.
The merman’s throat rumbled at the taste of you, tongue licking up your juices that Ran was sure to get addicted to. How could you ever dream of returning home without letting him taste this? What a treasure it was indeed.
“You taste good,” Ran whispered onto your folds, nose, and chin glistening with your slick. Paying no heed to your hands gripping his hair, hips bucking at his tongue. Eyes hazy at the undeniable bliss coursing through your veins as Ran continued to eat you out, drunk on your juices. Fingers prodding your throbbing clit, you came without a warning, squirting at his face. Chest coated with a thin veil of sweat heaving, arm over your eyes as you collected your jumbled thoughts. Before you could even gather them, Ran pulled your arm off of your face to stare at you once again, albeit this time, with adoration rather than alarm. Violet pupils gleamed like gems as he spoke.
“You are mine. You will always be mine. Understood?”
Was there an option of saying no? Even if there was one, it was thrown right out of the table as his thick cock emerged from a slit-like opening, close to mimicking a human’s except for the ridges along its sides. He didn’t speak a word as he sank his shaft into your folds, splitting the gummy walls apart inch by inch. Whining at the stinging stretch, you held onto his neck for dear life when he was finally in to the hilt. A groan resounded from his throat, eyes shut at the tight heat enveloping his cock. There was no other way to describe it other than it was the best thing he has ever experienced. And after a few thrusts to test the waters, Ran started pounding into you. Tits bouncing at his rough pistoning, tail splashing on the water behind him. Mewls and high-pitched moans pouring out of your lips were music to his ears, eager to fuck out the urge to leave this place, to leave him.
You were his now.
“Oh fuck—yes, yes! Fill me up! Need you... Need you so badly! Fuck!” Eyes rolling to the back of your skull, your back arched, head digging into the sand whereas your nails raked marks on his shoulders. Ran’s lips chased after yours, kissing the air out of your lungs while his cock continued to bully its way into your pussy. Aiming to mold the walls into the shape of him. Even his sharp teeth bit into your neck, earning a scream as the fangs marked you. However, he knew that wouldn't be enough to claim you. Yes, he had to have you—to tie you to him forever. And if laying his eggs into you, forcing you to carry his children and more, so be it.
Ran instantly stopped, stilling above you. A choked gasp met the air when you felt it, his cock expanding and something passing through it. Whatever it was, it shifted, moving from the base of his cock, making its way down his length and towards the tip that was kissing your cervix. Body shaking in shock, you screamed as another orgasm rattled your bones. Gummy walls spasming around his huge cock when it pushed its way into your womb, stretching the opening. And not only did this happen once—a total of six, they were. It then dawned on you, welcoming your fourth orgasm, that he was laying his eggs. Oh fuck, he was making you have his children. Stretching your womb to accommodate your future children with him. He then finished it off by shooting his thick semen into you, painting the walls white to the point you felt full and could taste him at the back of your throat.
Fucked out beyond making a coherent decision or thought, you laid there on the sand with drool dripping down your chin, legs spread out with your cunt leaking with Ran’s fertile cum. The lower abdomen slightly bulging due to the presence of Ran’s eggs. The merman hovered above you, a smile on his lips while caressing your stomach. You were going to be a good mother, he knew. And if you ever had any ideas of leaving him again, he’ll simply impregnate you once more. Maybe by the time you give birth, those rescue boats and coast guards will give up their search for you.
Fun fact: did you know that some species of spiders actually help others care for their Brood.
Sfw
Imagine him tying you up in his webs, Whispering into your ear how his fangs could easily tear your flesh apart before gently kissing your neck. Of course he would never actually hurt you He loves to scare you just a little. Being your knight in shining armor was never his style he'd much rather play a villainous role even if he's actually a gentle sweetheart.
Even though he love that someone isn't disgusted when he cuddles you. He pouts a little when he fails to scare you when he actually tries. He could tackle you down onto the ground, showing you his claws as he runs his finger gently against your cheek smirking showing his large fangs and mandibles. And then you with gently cup his face and tell him how much you love him. He will immediately gets off you trying to hide his blushing face with his arm. Quietly telling you to shut up
Nsfw
He love tying you up and using your body as his personal cock sleeve. You'll never forget the first time he told you that he was gonna put his eggs in you. You clenched so tight around him. You tied up squirming underneath him his legs holding down your silk net as he pumps his clutch inside you.
His instincts telling him to continue until you're completely full until your stomach is bulging with his eggs. . His instincts and screaming at him to sink his teeth into your neck and use his venom to paralyze so you could no longer squirm away. To leave you stuck in his webs for a while until his possessive High ends . But he could never do that to you. Well unless you ask.
✧ World Government: Crocodile, Koby, Mihawks, Smoker
✧ Pirates: Ace, Kidd, Law, Robin (soft Domme), Shanks, Zoro
Depends on the ask + Dynamics:
⛧ Older!Luffy (Dom, size kink, strength kink, tease, makes you wear his cape or hat and fucks you in it, looks like a DILF, breeding kink, loves covering your body with his, grabs your hands and pins them down, loves when you try and struggle, “pretty little girl, just too weak”, play wresting that ends in fucking, puppy play, potential DD, innocence kink)
⛧ Sanji (service top, took convincing but knife play, probably fucked you with a whisk handle, object insertion, receiving oral, praise, pet names “princess” but also “princess looks real nice on her knees where she belongs” soft dom who’s kinda whipped for you but puts you in your place by overstimulating you or not letting you touch him, does anything for you when you pout at him with teary eyes)
⛧ Hancock (maybe Domme, Queen-maid roleplay, degradation by looking down her nose at you in but amazing aftercare, sugar mummy, throne sex, lots of praise, RP where she’s medusa maybe? lets the other women have a go with you sometimes but in her who’s gonna make her feel the best, looks on bored, has sex with you whilst the amazons are around probably, orgies, public sex)
☆ Haven’t gotten to:
☆ Rayleigh (age gap, DD, cockwarming, dumbification/intelligence kink-fucks you dumb then mocks you, degrader, innocence kink, picks out your clothes, thigh highs, when you take control and ride him then he flips you over and shows you who’s boss, also soft, lets you rest on his chest, size kink)
☆ X Drake (Oviposition, size kink, primal sex, Pred/Pray, captain/title play, high ranking marine- lower ranking marine RP, marine caught by pirate RP, pirate caught by marine RP, maiden left as sacrifice RP, quiet dom- controlled, lets you tired yourself out before punishing you, bondage, stricter on manners, DD, intelligence kink where he’s teaching)
