#x poc reader

[lazy-nae2]

Prince Nuada x Black fairy wife reader

N/A:. Very unpolished, and a Drabble, and unsure on whether to save the twins or give them their original fate.

Over and Over

After a mission that backfired reluctantly with people nearing being horrified by Hellboy, but even more scared by Nuada’s actions and the old forest god that Red was forced to choose in between, at the words of Nuada’s Ultimatum.

Many sounds of boots clicking against the floors of the B.P.R.D, Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense, as agents quickly stood at the entrance of the underground building, near the elevator to greet one of their newest recruits.

No one knew who they were, or what type of addition they would be to the team, but hopefully they didn’t cause much trouble and would fit right in as everyone else did eventually.

The suspense felt thick in the air, almost along with the slight tension that Red held within his shoulders.

“Wonder who Manning could even get to join the group. He say’s their qualified, but who can trust Manning’s words like that?” Hellboy aka Red mused as he looked down towards his Liz, as she stood beside him tilting her head with a curious glint within her eyes before she looked back up at him.

“You thought the same thing about John, and he was quite qualified. You just didn’t like him.” She rebutted, as Red let out a scoff at the mere thought of him.

Abe only chuckled at Red’s expression, as Red looked to him with a slight glare.

“And what’s so funny Abe?” Red asked, as Abe barely even looked towards his best friend as he answered, “When John was here, the few disputes you two have were quite comedic to witness, yet you do pose a very interesting question.”

“Who did Manning recruit?” He reiterated as they all heard a ding, signaling that the descent down was over and their new partner was a few steps away from being revealed.

The metallic doors opened with a soft groan, as the doors parted from another, with three agents taking steps forward alongside their newest recruit who loomed over the trio.

Red let out a small disinterested whistle, Liz nudged him in the rib causing him to un-tense, while Abe just looked to Manning to introduce their newest agent.

“As you can tell we have a new agent, Mr. Johann Kraus.” Manning introduced him, before he turned towards the man before he looked surprised, to see the poltergeist mist swirling around in his soul scuba diving/ containing looking suit.

Timeskip to the interrogation scene with the little tooth fairy

Little fairy was just straight telling it all, down to the last detail it remembered before it got flash-banged and went to permanent sleepy time.

How Red was rude to him, his time going from the dark web to Nuada’s grasp, the seal on the box bearing the Bethmora’s clans symbol, Nuada’s goal to go after the crown pieces, with his sister and wife trying to stop him, trying to find reasons with him.

Wait a minute…. Did this little cannibal teeth muncher just say WIFE. They all quickly turned in unison.

“WIFE?” The three spoke up quickly as they looked towards the now dead tooth fairy, before they looked to Dr. Krauss and Manning confused and stunned.

“This murderer has a spouse?…” Dr.Krauss thick German accent rang out in the stunned silence, seemingly asking no one, despite the tooth fairy confirming.

Timeskip to the troll market after they find Nuala

“So basically your brother wishes to release an indestructible and nearly invincible army which will obey him once he has the crown set upon his head, intending to make humans feel the pain that your kind has felt by them building cities, and demolishing the forests?” Abe asked, as he looked to the pale princess, who had reluctantly nodded in confirmation at what her brother planned.

“Nuada was never pleased at the idea of humans, as he constantly said ‘Them having more land than the elves underground, but they choose to abuse their power to keep expanding and drive us nearly under fully to stay, while they treat the earth as a careless dead thing’.” Nuala responded as she looked back to Abe. The two really held a connection with another that was easy to tell, and a rather quick formed bond that was as strong as if they knew another for years.

“We understand pointy ears need for revenge, yet, one thing the little fairy mentioned that we don’t have an answer about.” Red spoke quickly, interrupting their small moment, which earned him a glare from his favorite girl, making him sigh and wait.

Nuala turned towards the towering red hellion, tilting her head some, as she and Abe shared a brief look as he gave her encouragement to speak, before she asked slightly curious and weary.

“And what exactly did the little fae mention?”

Red looked to her as if he suspected her of acting oblivious, but Liz slightly warming touch on his shoulder warned him otherwise to not speak so crassly.

However, Dr. Krauss quickly interrupted him.

“Our little calcium eater dropped a rather- surprising nugget of information on us that left us rather puzzled. He mentioned a wife of the Prince. Is it true?”

Nuala’s face instantly changed into a slight frown and look of concern as she spoke with her head lightly tilted in her curious manner.

“Yes, he is married. She works within the BRPD. What would my sister-in-law have to do with any of Nuada’s bidding?” She asked softly, with concern for her brother and his beloved.

This confused the team even more, his wife worked alongside them somehow, and yet she made no attempt to dissuade her husband.

“Sum’ting ain’t right here…. His wife would be inside of the building, or the other branches of the BRPD?” Red asked a little skeptical, while Nuala had nodded. Manning was about to leave the room, before one of their best agent besides Red and his group, decided to walk in and was looking for the princess.

The fluorescent lights left a soft shine against bronze sun kissed skin, and she sauntered in with her usual calm and steady gait, showing she was clearly a woman serious about her job, yet the flowers around and on her horns (thinks of doe antlers) were rather softly wilting, betraying her nervousness.

[lazy-nae2]

John wick x black reader

N/A: A Drabble

I’ll be seeing you

The scent of blood and smoke filled the air as heels were clocking up and down the marbled halls of the safe house.

"Mr. Wick. Rumors spread through the assassin world that the Baba Yaga was done haunting killers. Yet, it seems that the rumors don't prove true to you, they never do. At least, they don't prove true to you for long."

John looked over his shoulder and turned quickly held his firearm at chest level, looking toward the owner of the heels.

A soft puff of smoke was blown in his direction, before you placed your handgun back into your tote purse, as a thud rang out through the open hallway.

John looked over his shoulder to see the final target of the job dead, as his dark gaze trailed back to you, seeing a soft smile on your face.

"You know...... Black suits you well Mr. Wick.” Your words echoing through the hall.

“A darling black suit in a casket would suit you better, yet I don't believe the world is ready to be without the Boogeyman, Jardani." Slow and almost sultry words fell from your tongue like sweetened poison, while you simply turned around as your heels clicked against the marble tiles of the home.

“So we’ll leave that fate to another world.”

"You're supposed to be retired Tish." John's near monotone voice rang out through the hall, as he turned his gaze toward you.

Your lighter cast a soft glow over the contours and shape of your face, especially your eyes that were slowly looking up from the flames that softly warmed your face, as you softly blowed them out.

"Maybe so, yet you are also supposed to be out of the assassin world as well, Jardani. With you coming back and laying more bodies down, my business is back up and running.” You lowly responded as you stopped walking across from him.

"You know the high table doesn't let anyone out, not unless their debts and dues are paid." He pragmatically spoke, as he slowly dropped the shell casings from his jacket, the soft clinks of bullet shells falling down against the flooring, the sound echoing throughout the hall.

"That would work for nearly any other assassin, but you are not any other assassin. Are you, Jardani?" You mused, as both of your gazes met.

[lazy-nae2]

Yautju (Krato) X Black Reader

N/A: Drabble for now, still being fleshed out. Not proofread, weird spacing due to Notion.

The enemy of my enemy is a friend

0000/12:00am Terra-Western Hemisphere

Location: Rainforest: Tongass National Forest

Soft trills of mandibles clicked through the air, as he turned his head upward letting out a deep rumbling sound that reverberated through his chest, as he had looked back over the area.

The thrill and honor of the hunt was honed deep within the fiber of his being, his last hunt before he would be mated and bound to the one who was much fiercer than he, the one who managed to match the ferocity of the warrior and often go beyond it.

He would soon be ridden of this scent of ozone and soft rain, while he silently trudged through the deep foliage of the forest.

The yautja typed the cloaking sequence into his wrist gauntlets and turned invisible to the naked eye.

His footsteps left wide and large tracks in the mud, slowly being distorted and swept from sight by the rain that washed the earth clean. Glancing down to his gauntlets as he had reminded himself of the main reason he was here.

Pursue the Xenomorph in the lands of Men, kill it before it reproduces, if any stands in your way, do as your nature and way of life commands you to be.

Hunter of the strong - yet a killer with honor - fail your chosen hunt and shame falls upon your life as you know it.

He closed his gauntlet, as he tapped the side of his Bio-helmet closing and adjusting his vision to night vision.

He began to scout the area, unaware of how close his foe and soon to be strongest ally were, as he passed by plants that fell crushed under his feet.

Deep imprints of his footsteps were set within the mud, leaving faint imprints to be washed away while far from him a fire crackled within a cabin.

Inside of the cabin

Inside of the darkened and mostly silent confines was the crackle of a fireplace, as a energetic Great Dane nails were patting against the wooden floors trailing quickly toward the back door, standing up as his nails softly padded against the floors.

Huddled over on a bench, while tying your boots and firmly tugging on them. You glanced up at the sound of panting, before reaching over to run your hands softly through your pups fur, feeling his warmth beneath your palms while softly muttering a soft, "Hi pretty boy. Mama's going on a walk, but you'll be here to enjoy your rest. Don't want you getting your fur wet right now."

Letting out a soft grumble, Rambo nuzzled against your hand looking up at you with big eyes, that slowly trailed from you to the window set behind you.

While you were softly cooing at him in a gentle voice, a glimpse of thunder with the rain rumbled outside, outlining the silhouette of Krato standing at a nearby tree.

Simply observing for now.

Just as Rambo let out a soft growl, and you simply thought it was from the thunder outside knowing it startled him at time, you carefully and with some strain picked up the Great Dane.

"Let's get you upstairs in the room."

You walked from near the front door, propping up your umbrella against the wall, then attempted to carry your dog upstairs only getting up halfway as thunder rumbled once more outside.

At the sound, Rambo scrambled down from your arms without struggle and bolted outside through the dog door as you turned to look after him leaving you in the dust.

"RAMBO! How the hell you scared of thunder, but run outside?" You question, as you made your way down the stairs and quickly unlocked your door and grabbing your umbrella, opening the umbrella while searching left and right on the porch for your dog.

Only until hearing the soft ding of the bell on Rambo's collar, did you turn to the sound and saw his tail going off quickly out of your eyesight.

Ensuring you had your phone and keys, you hesitantly yet begrudgingly took off running after your dog.

What could have possibly made him take off running outside, especially after you had just gotten him inside, as you took off down the known trail of the road, keeping an eye on your dog.

Did he see something, or did the thunder simply make him want to go crazy and run out of the house.

Pushing the thoughts aside, as you heard a soft yelp from Rambo, and you worriedly instantly turned to follow after your dog.

"Rambo! Come on baby, bark or something for mama." You spoke as you were become more worried by the second, and then you heard the back from Rambo, slipping straight down the mudslide that caught him in it, as you let out a loud scream.

Landing just onto another trail, as you took a moment to stand up slowly, not caring for the fact your clothing was muddy and possibly washing off with the rain.

Your mind was on your dog and getting back to the cabin.

Going over to the Dane, as you turned his head from side to side, and carefully checked over his legs as you softly muttered a 'Come on, let's get you back home and safe, and don't do that stupid shit again’.

You carefully helped him back up to his feet, seeing him curl up one of his legs with a soft wine.

“Damn it, Bo.” You lowly cursed yet softly rubbed behind his ears with your nails, attempting to calm him.

At seeing him lift one of his legs, you reached and fixed your umbrella before picking up your dog in a somewhat firm hold, being mindful of his leg.

Looking left as all you saw was forest, and right, nothing but forest as well. Making a choice like this wasn't easy, and you'd have to get back to your cabin one way or another, and going up wasn't any option.

At seeing a flash of lightning illuminate what looks like a cliff heading up toward the path your trail back to safety was on, you started walking left with your dog somewhat balanced in your arms as you kept the umbrella over the both of you, being somewhat dry.

Walking as you kept an eye out on your surroundings, feeling nervousness or simply coldness prick at you as you developed gooseflesh along your arms.

Softly letting out a sigh as you continued walking, until you blinked at a red light over your eyes, similar to a laser.

You blinked, thinking it was simply a camera from the forest reflecting off your glasses, until you heard Rambo let out a soft growl in the direction of the laser.

Then noticing instead of one light, it was three and you cursed and immediately turned away feeling nervousness form within your belly, managing to turn back right and run with the heavy load in your hands as a small dart came flying by you.

You continued running, even as the mud nearly made your shoes slip, with you quickly recovering as your scaredness pushed you forward.

Convinced, and that dart only affirmed, something might be after you.

Or simply, whoever was behind that dart might have caused Rambo to run outside into the rain.

Keeping the dog in your arms in near the hold of a baby, you kept going until you reached a two way trail, looking over the sign seeing the left led upward to your cabin area.

Feeling some relief and fear mingling, you turn to head upwards, feeling the adrenaline and anxiety pushing you forward.

Unaware to you, above the path, a xenomorph laid it's mouth open drooling as it's acidic neon green saliva fell down from the confines of it's secondary mouth.

Slowly closing it, as it continued to climb throughout the trees, finding a target that seemed easy enough for it to reach and devour.

The injured four legged companion.

And you continued, not noticing the green drool melting your umbrella until you felt a large amount of water touch your shoulder, looking to notice half of your umbrella gone as you felt some of the leftover saliva hit your shoulder, letting out a sharp hiss of pain at the unfamiliar substance corroding the top layer of skin and dropping your umbrella.

Just as you heard a sharp hiss, that suddenly hearing a sharp wind as you quickly ducked at seeing a tail go straight toward your head.

You quickly ducked at hearing the slice through the air, alongside hearing Rambo bark, with the lightning flashing as you looked up, spotting the Xenemorph.

Just as you were about to run the Xenomorph was about to leap down and attack, until you spotted the three red dots from earlier.

Thump

A sound that reminded you of a bullet wizzes through the air striking the alien, causing it to let out a shrill pained shriek directing its attention to the figure steps behind you that was camouflaged, and you took that opportunity to run.

[lazy-nae2]

Reed Richard’s x Black scientist reader

N/A: weird spacing due to notion: not proofread: still getting fleshed out

Combined

Tv Broadcast airing in

3

2

1

Bright and loud lights softly flickered on as the lights began to flash, revealing the figure of a woman as her lab coat trailed behind her like a cape, truly identifying her as a super woman.

Makeup was done, hair styled professionally and beautifully, dressed down for business in a lab coat, with a white blouse and grey pencil skirt and white heels underneath.

As she stepped onto the set of "Fantastic Science with Mr. Fantastic'.

Promptly pushing her glasses back against the bridge of her nose, as she parted her full lips to muster a bright white warm smile to show to her fellow scientist, Reed Richard's recognized as the main brain behind New York's successful innovation.

"Welcoming Dr. Beloved, her persona on the job and in the lab, as she is just a delight and dearly loved by her colleagues."

A voice rung out in front of the younger class as you gave them a sweet and professional smile, as you turned to Reed as you stood beside him.

"Dr.Richards", You briefly greeted him, as he gave you a courteous smile as he spoke with the scent of caffeine on his breath.

"Dr.Beloved". He responded briefly in a soft voice and direct, as you both turned towards the children.

"Good Morning, Class and Audience at home. Dr. Beloved, my guest on 'Fantastic Science with Mr. Fantastic'. The woman who will be helping us race against time to get our rockets into space and help with the launch. It seems that my mind is not the only one that can work on important missions."

"His brilliant mind and mine will be working as one to get you all more excited for what we will find in space. Now let's get to the topic of today, Space and stars, exploring the above and beyond." You spoke as the lights began to dim as they cast a soft glow against your brown skin, highlighting the shine on your hair and skin.

Tight curls sat up in an Afro on your head, shining just as bright as the never ceasing curiosity in Reed's eyes.

Slowly children sat up a little more attentive, curious as to what the scientists had in mind as the reel was placed within the projector, as it started to roll.

Black and white lightly flashed against the screen, before a colored presentation began to play.

Soon after the presentation finished

You gently waved to the children, saying your goodbye to the class alongside Reed, as you both turned toward the camera, unaware his gaze was on you.

A soft chorus of ‘have a nice day’, ‘ you guys did well’, ‘enjoy the rest of your visit to the planetarium kids’ fell from your lips as you occasionally high fived the students, while Reed rather shook their hands lightly.

And eventually the room was cleared as the students were gone and the shooting was ending for now, knowing you both had a older class of students who would arrive within the next hour.

Starting to walk back toward the podium to review your notes, stepping up the stairs of the planetarium, just as a warm and slightly steady voice pulled you from your notes before you could read them.

“Dr. Beloved, if I may have a moment of your time? Or rather a hour of it.” Reed stated as he was lightly adjusting his tie after softly fidgeting with it, starting to follow up the steps alongside you.

“Of course, Dr. Richards. What would you like to discuss?” You asked, as you were slowly laying your hand back down to place down your notes, with him briefly catching your hand to gently glance over your notes for the high schoolers.

“Rather a personal matter.” He spoke as he gave a soft exhale, with a light smile before he straightened his posture after you turned toward him with an attentive look.

“Since we have a hour before the students arrive, would it be too forward to briefly go for a coffee while overlooking our notes?” He asked, while you noted his light tapping of his thumb against your notes, creating a soft rhythm of thumb against paper.

At seeing your brief silence, he quickly spoke, “It’s rather to adjust the notes concerning older students, for it to truly catch their attention and keep them engaged, and we don’t have to do it over coffee. We can just consult with their teachers before the lesson even beg-…”

At hearing him start to ramble you softly chuckled, placing a hand over his thumb that was still holding into your notes, with him stilling as if he was just shocked.

His gaze falling to your warm hand overlapping his, then back up to your face.

“I wouldn’t mind going for a coffee while going over our notes. It’s not a bother, Dr. Richard’s.” You reassured, as he slowly gave a nod, while you started walking allowing him to hold your notes.

Reed taking a moment to recalibrate from feeling your warm hand over his, and after analyzing the brief design of nail polish on your nails, he gave a nod while muttering a small, “Alright”.

Then he suddenly found the will to move, as he walked to the podium to grab his notes, seeing they were missing.

Looking around to the camera crew in a confused glance, then gazing after you, seeing you already had them within your hands already reading.

He quickly stepped down, long strides carrying him, and eventually matching your pace.

Continuing to walk, as you heard his footfall align with yours, while you continued glancing toward him every so often, seeing him already reading your notes.

Looking ahead of you quickly clearing your throat, which pulled him out of his trance, just as he was about to bump into the model of a sundial.

“Can’t have your head stuck in the notes all the time Doctor. Gotta be a little bit more watchful to where you’re going.” You softly teased, as you turned the corner to go outside, already seeing the coffee shop just across the street from the planetarium.

“Seemingly so, yet, the way you lay down your notes….. It’s meant to engage an older audience, while still making it simple enough for them to properly understand, without the notes having to seem made for people who are less well versed on the subject.” He responded after he quickly looked up, to step ahead slightly and hold open the door for you.

At the gentlemanly gesture, you nodded as you stepped past the door, “Thank you”.

“You’re welcome.” He responded in kind, continuing to follow after you into the bustling crowd that was starting to walk across the road. Keeping sight of your lab coat, as you both made your way from the crowd and into the coffee shop.

The bell softly chimes after you both stepped in, hearing a warm “Welcome to Stan and Jack’s brewery, what will you both be drinking today?”

At the greeting you both responded with a good morning, while placing the notes at your sides and walking up toward the counter.

For the next few moments you both sat after ordering, then as the barista called both of your names, you received your drinks and made your way back to the planetarium.

Occasionally sharing points within your notes as you both walked.

Whoever would have walked past you both would have simply heard either basic science or science jargon.

“Concerning the Aerodynamics involved in making the wings of the rocket, how would they need to be shaped to be able to sail through the air smoothly before we even reach the stratosphere?” They heard you lowly comment as Reed responded, while you two simply went by.

“I’d suppose a swept-back platform, and a symmetrical airfoil cross-section to be able to reduce the drag, and withstand the shockwaves at such speeds. That would have to be taken up with the engineers of the ship…….” Reed thoughtfully responded as you were observing his face and the way his face slightly softened, after thinking.

He turned toward you, in between looking ahead to avoid bumping into anything or anyone.

“As which may as well be us.” He added in, as that pulled a soft chuckle from you and a small. From him, a soft exhale noise that sounded similar to amusement, as you both began heading toward the observatory room, hoping to look through a telescope and spot what would soon be within your reach.

[kirtingling]

18!!

Men who have a sick satisfaction of fingering your cunt while you struggle to stay on your feet

He loves whenever you act bratty or quick witted with him ,He would just be quiet and smile politely at you in public and brush it off as a joke in front of everybody else but once you guys settle back home he will taunt you for hours.

He would simply corner you in the living room and roughly pull you towards him as he he holds your neck to kiss your stubborn mouth passionately yet asserting dominance.Your breath would get heavier and you would even beg him to satisfy that hot build up ache that he has cause.He would give you a half teasing smile and act as if you asked him the most hardest question just for the sake of you needing him more than usual.

But your desperate eyes was getting glassy so why would he ever turn down he’s lovely girl ,He’s rough yet gentle hands slowly pry between your legs as he slowly caress your damp panties.Your knees slightly buckling and you slip a frustrated moan.

“F-fuck baby just remove it”

You would demand him and he would just tsk at that demand and give you what you wanted ,He would remove your panties and with precise he circles your clit which almost made you lose balance and he would just chuckle at that and continue circling your achey clit,You let out soft whines and moans on how good every movement felt.

Yet unfortunately this was a trap that you fell into cause for the past solid 10minutes which felt like an hour he kept you standing with him slowly fingering your soft cunt as your legs shake and buckle from pleasure and exhaustion,You were now a whimpering mess begging him to allow you to sit or to even hold onto him.

“Aww is my sweetheart tired ,oh no you not honey you are a strong girl right?”

He would ask with a mock grin as he gently stroke your clit with his thumb and insert a finger in your warm cunt as you let a broken whine and trying to hold onto him for balance but he wouldn’t allow you to do so which made you feel more humiliated and vulnerable.

“Cmon baby speak up where is my bossy girl now mhm?”

Every condescending question wrapped with false curiosity made your pussy clench around more and he would just tsk at you and continue playing with your pussy and rubbing your puffy clit .

Maybe this was the only way to get you to shut up

@kirtingling2026

Hey girlies im finally back to posting hope yall enjoy remember im not tht good in English but im learning ❤️

[lazy-nae2]

Heyy💕💕!!

Have you ever thought of doing a Robert Robertson lll x black fem reader? Even more funny if like those black sitcom movies kinda one shot. 💀

I’ve heard of Dispatch, and I’ll watch some gameplay before I put out the fic, as he definitely seems like an interesting character from a scene pack I watched. And I’ll probably go for a date trope, where the friends hype up reader for her date with Robert, as they’ll decide if they agree on him or not until they finally meet him.

[lazy-nae2]

Her Merman

Author Note: I wrote this on notion, and would apologize for any misspellings if there were any. Hope you enjoy.

As the cold moon shined down upon the late fall night of the estate, soft whisper of the wind swirled leaves from the ground, displacing them until they brushed against your leg.

Walking down the trail toward your estates front among the beach, feeling the wind rustle a soft leaf against your ankle as you held your dress up to move quickly.

Knowing you didn’t have much time to visit, as you had to be back within your room before you’re family called you for breakfast in nearly an hour.

Letting your feet softly pad against the grass turning into sand, hearing the soft lulling of the water, and the waterfall that lead into the ocean.

Allowing the sound of the waterfall to guide you as a soft smile fell against your lips, knowing you’d soon arrive to see your beloved.

You already held a smile on your face, despite knowing this may be your last time seeing him this season, until winter would come.

Yet you didn’t allow those thoughts to disturb you, and you focused on the now, as your feet climbed over a few rocks being careful to not slip alongside the edge either sea water lapping against your feet, ducking behind the waterfall with a few strands of your hair getting wet.

As your eyes were given the sight once more of seeing the space you shared with your beloved whenever you both sought the other out.

Stepping further into the dry patch of the cave before you walked toward the pool within it.

“Ronan?” You called curiously, hearing your voice echo off the cave walls, just before hearing light splashing as you turned toward the sound coming from the other water pool.

Catching the soft shine of the lowering moon against his scales and the fins along the side and back of his tail, as his largest fin on the end of his tail gave a slight swaying movement, calling you over, before Ronan swam up to the surface.

His scales trailed up his back and along his more sensitive and vulnerable area, the scales were thicker and harder acting as similar to a shell, as his soft and deep grey eyes flickered, as his third eyelid cleared the water from his gaze allowing him to see you clearly.

Just as you had walked over to him, he pulled hisself halfway from the water, with his tail submerged in the pool, and he opened his mouth revealing his fangs in a smile of his own way, as he pulled and settled himself with his webbed and clawed hands.

Settling down onto the edge of the pool, as you took off your heels and socks, setting them in a dry spot before dipping your toes into the water with your dress pulled up to your upper thigh, as his hands landed on your leg as he pulled himself to sit beside you, with his gills softly fluttering every now and then taking in oxygen.

“I brought you a gift.” You lowly spoke as he met your gaze, as his dripping hair had a few droplets fall onto your palm while he tilted his head.

Pulling a wrapped item from within your hand, as you unwrapped the gift, revealing a comb with thick prongs of sharpened bones and jewels encrusted into it.

It could serve as a comb and a weapon to him, depending on his grip, yet you softly pressed it into his thick and webbed palm, searching his gaze for his reaction.

His pupils briefly dilated into slits, as he gazed over the comb, looking over it’s craftsmanship, then hearing him let out a soft hum of a melodically approval.

Then his deep and smooth voice rang out through the cave, as he softly enclosed the comb before gently placing it behind his ear to place it into his hair, pushing the dripping curls back. “And here is my gift.”

Just then he reached into the water where he had an oyster set, as you saw it was already pried open and presumably empty based on the seagrasses peaking out of it, before he softly opened opened it to you with a light nervous look on his face.

Within the middle of the oyster resting in the seagrass is a cluster of pearls shaped in the shape of a ring, held together by holdfasts natural adhesive, similar to glue.

You looked toward it with a widened gaze, before letting out a soft sigh to calm yourself down, turning toward him with a big smile as you leaned over to kiss him.

His lips met yours, as a slight salty taste met your lips, with you hoping you wouldn’t taste any fish or plants on his breath and that he wouldn’t taste the roast from last nights dinners on yours, just before you both pulled away, with a soft dopey grin on his face.

“You like it.” He simply responded as he looked over to you.

“Like it? I love it, as much as I love you. I’ll cherish it until you return….. Until then-.”

You were about to respond as he pulled himself further out of the water, settling his hand on your legs, before laying his head against your lap, peering up at you.

“I’ll be back sooner than you think my star….. promise me that you’ll wait for me, as I will do for you.” He lowly spoke reaching up to place the pearl ring onto your left hand ring finger, feeling the soft coolness of his slightly scaled hand against your own.

You looked toward the ring then back to his face, leaning in to press your forehead against his.

“I will.” You softly responded just as you both met once more within a kiss, not caring for the bottom of your dress being lightly soaked, seeing the sun shining through the waterfall casting a soft dancing pattern over the walls.

“I’ll be here when you return.” You promised just as you felt a soft tear roll down your cheek, falling down into your ring as the pearl softly glimmered.

He simply gave a nod as words escaped him, then slowly and hesitantly pulling away, hearing a soft song similar to a whale song in the distance, knowing it was him time to leave with his family.

Slowly you stood as he slowly started swimming with gentle pushes of his tail, and you kept pace with his swimming, following on feet, with your eyes staying on one another.

Diving under to bypass the waterfall, you continued walking as you stepped out of the cave and past the water onto the sand, with the sand sticking to the wet bottom part of your dress.

Seeing him resurface in the ocean, as he let out a soft note, which you heard the others respond to him. His gaze lingered on you committing your face to memory, giving a soft trill of a goodbye, then diving back beneath the waters.

You watched him swim off, as you turned to rush home, knowing you only held a few minutes to get home before breakfast.

You both knew you’d see each other again, whenever the tides would pull him to you, or you to him.

[kirtingling]

18+

Dex completely loses himself whenever you dry hump him chronicles

One thing about this insane man is that he enjoys giving up his dignity up to you,He just wants you to be around him and for him to be around you.

So at a silent calm night when he rest himself on your couch you couldn’t help but settled down on his lap,His hands automatically rested on your lap and his gentle warm brown eyes lazily gaze up at you .You couldn’t help but crack a smile.

He slowly spread a lazy smile as he caressed your waist and stomach with his rough hands,Your hands are set on his broad shoulder as you leaned forward to give him warming kisses on his neck.

You were both consumed with each other his big hands palming your soft ass as you grind on him slowly yet provocatively .His breathing started to hitch when he felt that sharp movement,Your hips moved rhythmically on his growing buldge.

“Oh my already so worked up for me”

You would playfully tease him as he rolled his eyes but let soft whimpers as you moved he gripped on your ass desperately and moved with your rhythem. His eyes that was once lazy was filled with admiration and Need,He let out soft pleases for you to move roughly against him.

You of course gave him what he wanted ,your panties damping against his covered growing hard.Dex didnt know what to do with himself all he wanted was to be used by you. Your fingers gripped on his hair which drawed out a whiny moan.

“Fuck!…please ma’am make me yours”

He pleaded he tried to thrust up but you grounded him down and Lord that turned him on more as you just roughly pulled him close for a passionate kiss and you grinding against his hard that was now aching for a release.

He couldn’t think straight as you felt him him cum in his boxers,he whimpered an apology for cumming so quickly and with a flushed look.

As you just smiled at him and kissed his forward for being so sweet

@kirtingling2026

Second post thx for 400 something likes on my last post yall my cuties fr 🥹❤️