Hello fellow internet creatures - as I begin to put more of my writing on here I wanted to make a masterlist to make it easier to find things.
PLEASE NOTE: This is an 18+ blog and much of the original content and reblogs are NSFW. Please do not follow or interact if you are under 18.
Monsters & OCs
Demon x GN! Reader (Lemon)
Shadow x AFAB F! Reader (Lemon)
Male Minotaur x GN! Reader(Lemon)
Fanfiction
My Hero Academia
Endeavor Hawks Omegaverse HCs (slightly NSFW)
Gang Orca x GN! Reader (comfort, slightly NSFW)
A/N: Lemon, 18+, my goodness this plot doesnât make sense but itâs just a vehicle to the spice, ya know?Â
Finally, time away from the city, from work, from everyone. Sure some of your friends thought it was weird you wanted to rent a cabin in the woods for a week by yourself but it was heaven to you. Your job has been stressful lately and with working from home it never really felt like you got a break. You needed to get away, actually away. Out of your home. A chance to decompress and refresh.Â
You brought several books with you, some playing cards, and your laptop for when you broke down and needed a screen. The nearest residence was the owner of this cabin and that was nearly a mile away on the other side of the property. You were deep in the woods and you felt comforted by the seclusion. The cabin had everything you needed, a small kitchen that you loaded up with groceries from the nearest town, a surprisingly large bathroom with a huge whirlpool tub, a cozy living room with a gas fireplace, and the bedroom was a cute loft that you had to climb up a ladder to get to. There was a desk near the front window that you could sit and eat or play solitaire at and a small table and chair on the front porch.Â
You settled in and made yourself a cup of tea and sat on the porch. It was a long drive and by the time you had checked in, stocked up on groceries and unpacked, the sun was beginning to set. Instead of popping up to make dinner right away, you let yourself just watch the sunset sitting on the porch. The trees were so thick outside the cabin, you couldnât really see the sunset but it was nice seeing the color change in the trees. The darkness seemed to swallow up the thick forest and you felt comforted knowing you were truly alone.Â
The next couple days were simple and lovely just like you had hoped. You slept in, made good meals and laid on the couch reading. But your favorite thing to do was to sit on the front porch and stare out into the woods. There was something healing about breathing in the fresh air and letting yourself do nothing.Â
The third day passed by just the same except when you were on the porch eating your dinner, you felt differently than you had before. You didnât feel the same emptiness from the woods that you did before. It almost felt like something was watching you. You stared at the treeline, scanning for movement and trying to convince your quickening heartbeat that you were, in fact, alone. You stared at the treeline so long you must have gotten dizzy because you swear you saw some greenery moving on its own. A mossy mass of...rocks or something behind the trees looked like it had moved. But that would be ridiculous. Rocks donât move, moss doesnât breathe...even though thatâs what it definitely looked like it was doing.Â
Your throat was dry and even though you felt a little silly, you called out anyway.Â
âHello? Um...trees-forest? Are you...alive? Are you...watching me?â
What the fuck, you immediately thought. Did you just talk to the forest? You stood up and started to gather your plate and silverware.Â
âIâm sorry.â You heard a faint, low voice respond. You froze in your tracks, eyes widening to try to see anything in the dusk. âI just liked watching you. Please, donât be scared.â
Ok, yup. Three days in isolation and you have started hearing voices. You thought for sure it would take longer than that, you thought you could at least make it a week and be ok. You closed your eyes tight and then opened them to scan the treeline again. The mass of moss and rock you had eyed earlier was now gone. Your heart sank. You began to stop forward towards the edge of the porch.Â
No, stupid feet. The other way. Inside. Inside!Â
âWho are you?â you called again, your voice slightly shaky. You heard some trees groan, some leaves shook, and then out between two trees emerged the most beautiful creature you had ever seen.Â
It was tall and broad, its body rippled with muscle and its skin was a cool greenish gray that mimicked the woods around it. It had the head of a bull, with ivory horns extending upward. It had a thick, shaggy mane framing its face that stretched down its neck and covered its shoulder. Itâs torso looked like a human man albeit with more muscles than any action movie hero you had ever seen. Your eyes followed along its thick arms down to its hands which nervously turned over and over each other.Itâs middle section melted back into the same mossy looking fur of its man and its legs returned to a more bull-like anatomy ending in large hooves. It...he...looked exactly like a minotaur out of a fantasy novel. His face was kind from what you could see, his mane hung shaggily over his eyes a bit. He had to be over seven feet tall. How he had hidden himself so well among the trees was a mystery.
âIâm sorry if I frightened you. You just are so beautiful...I couldnât help but watch you.â he said, his deep voice getting smaller and smaller as he finished his sentence until watch you came out as a whisper. You were so mesmerized by this creature any fear you had before subsided.
âItâs ok, do you have a name?â It felt like an odd question, considering it was clearly an intelligent creature that spoke your language but you didnât know what else to say. What are you? seemed like a terribly rude thing to say. The creature shrugged.
âNo, IâmâŠâ he seemed to be searching for words, âthe guardian of this forest. Which mostly means I just live here.â You chuckled and he looked at you with a small smile. You told him your name and explained that you were just visiting for a few days. The minotaur knew this cabin well, he liked to come and see who the visitors were. Though, you learned, most of them werenât as quiet and respectful as you. Most of them came to binge drink and make a mess for a weekend. It made him happy how often you just liked to sit and look out at the forest, his forest.Â
âYou are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. Are there more like you?â you asked, smiling. He seemed to light up at your comment for a moment before the spark dimmed a bit.
âYou really think Iâm beautiful?â he rubbed the back of his neck shyly. âIâm...the only one that I know of. Iâve been alone since I was a calf.â You frowned at the sadness in his voice.Â
âIâm sorry to hear that,â you said and began to walk towards him. He backed up a few steps as you got close. âIâm sorry, should I...keep my distance?â
âNo, itâs just...most people are scared of me or...want to...hurt me.â he said while looking at the ground. He massaged his bicep and you noticed a dark scar stretching across his arm. âI usually stay away from people butâŠI feel drawn to you and I'm not sure why.â He didnât move further back when you continued to step towards him.Â
âIâm so sorry people have been cruel to you. I would never hurt you, I...youâre soâŠâ your words trailed off. You felt drawn towards him too. You looked back at the cabin, wondering if he could even comfortably come inside. While you were looking away, he had closed the distance between you. You turned and looked up at him. You reached your hand out to touch him. There was tension pulsing between your bodies. You wanted him, you couldnât explain why you wanted to give yourself so freely to him but you did. You were so certain of it.Â
The fur around his neck and upper chest that had looked almost like grass and moss from far away turned out to be soft and thick and cool to the touch. Your fingers could nearly disappear into it. He lowered himself so that you were nearly face to face. You stroked him softly from cheek to chest playing in his fur. Your light, wanting touch seemed to relax him and he began to lean towards you. He snout nuzzled into the crook of your neck. He breathed in your scent deeply. You felt a long, thick tongue lick up your neck. It was warm and heavy on your skin. It caused an electric and staticy feeling to pool in your lower abdomen. You realized quickly how badly you wanted him--to explore him, touch him, feel him.Â
He pulled away and looked at you earnestly with wanting eyes. His strong hands danced up and down your arms and you werenât sure if he was reassuring you or himself. You smiled at him and nodded your head, closing your eyes and moving in to kiss him. He circled his arms low around your waist and returned your kiss. Before you realized it, he had pulled your feet off the ground and was holding you against him. He straightened himself and you put your legs around him. He so smoothly and effortlessly navigated your height difference to make it so neither of you were straining to meet each other. Pressing against his body, wrapped in a deep, sloppy kiss your body couldnât help but react to him. Heat moved throughout your body, concentrating in your core and desire took over you. Holding tight to the giant creature, your hips began to writhe slowly against him.Â
You broke from the kiss every so often to check in on him, cupping his jaw in your hands, placing small chaste kisses on his snout, moving your hands through his mane and rubbing his chest. Never parting for long before returning to his mouth.Â
âI want you--need you,â you said breathlessly. He leaned over and layed you gently on the hard ground and crouched down onto his knees. He stilled himself for a moment and then reached out his hand to you.Â
âI want you to touch me but...I know that Iâm...differentâ he trailed off, his eyes breaking contact with yours. You sat up and closed the distance between you once again and kissed his chest and ran your hands over his muscled body.Â
âPlease, believe me when I say I want this...I want you. Youâre beautiful.â You werenât sure how else to convince him that you were being sincere so you took your hands away from him and began to remove your clothing. His jaw dropped slightly and his eyes moved all over your body as he took in the sight. He cooed compliments about your figure, your skin, your complexion, he babbled on and on until you were naked in front of him. When you had finished taking off your clothes you looked at him and noticed he was palming his crotch. You touched his arm gently and he moved his hand away to let you see.Â
The bulge you barely noticed before had grown bigger and there was a small opening that wasnât visible earlier. You reached out and traced your fingertips along the opening. It was warm and slick. You cupped the bulge in your hands and began massaging it. Looking up at his face, his eyes were closed tight and he was nodding his head compulsively. His fists were balled up, settled on his hips. He was used to his own hands being his only source of pleasure but he wanted your touch to be what undid him this time.Â
As you massaged him, the tip of his penis began to push out of the sheath. The head was round and thick, red and glistening with his own slick. You continued to work the sheath, watching in awe as his full length pushed itself out of his body before falling heavily against his thigh. His cock was long and thick and your body pulsed with your need for it. He parted his thick, muscled thighs, spreading his knees apart further to give you better access. You took a deep breath and your body tightened at the sight wondering what it would feel like to be stuffed with his cock.Â
You slowly trailed your fingers along the top of his hard cock before encircling it in your palm. It was heavy and warm, your fingers could barely meet around its girth. You dipped your head lower and dragged your tongue along his member. It was sticky with the cooled slick from his sheath.Â
After teasing his length with your tongue, you took him into your mouth. He was so thick, the corners of your mouth felt stretched just taking the tip. You slipped your mouth as far down the shaft as you could and began to suck, bobbing your head lightly along his length. You breathed in through your nose, trying to relax your throat and mouth to take more of him but he was just so large. You resigned to focus in on the head of his cock where you could more easily create suction with your mouth. You stayed there teasing his tip until you could taste his precum begin to weep. His hips jutted forward instinctively, choking you on his length. You pulled away with a cough, drool falling from your mouth.Â
You heard him clear his throat, attempting to regain his composure. You smiled up at him and began to move your hand up and down his shaft to extend his pleasure. You reached out with your other hand cupping his testicles and rubbed over one then the other with your thumb. The only sound you could hear was his heavy breathing and his choked back groans. His large hands reached down towards you, pawing at you with no real intention. He was overwhelmed with the sensation of your hands working him.Â
His hand cupped your chin gently and pushed lightly on your shoulders to signal you to lay down again. Inching forward on his knees, he grabbed your sides and lifted you up onto his hips so he could reach your entrance more easily. You could feel his hard cock digging into your back and you laid, exposed and vulnerable against him.Â
He took his large thumb and stuck it in your mouth, you sucked on it slowly moving your head in an exaggerated way that drove him wild. He pulled back his hand and used his wet thumb to start massaging your entrance; slow large circles just next to your entrance. A cool electric feeling stretched out from your sex throughout your entire body. After teasing your entrance, moving closer and closer with his thumb quickening his pace he moved his hand away, leaving your desire falling off a cliff.Â
You whined at the loss of his touch and tried to move your hips to show your need. He smirked, moved your body up on him further and dipped his muzzle down towards your sex. His breath was hot and heavy as he moved his snout over sex wanting to take you in with all his senses. He nuzzled your entrance with his lips briefly before opening his mouth and laying his strong tongue against you. His tongue was wide and flat and moved over your hole with a heaviness that left you wordlessly begging for more. His drool mixed with your own slick left you sopping wet and pulsing with need. He worked the outside of your entrance for a dizzyingly long time before dipping his tongue into you. You could feel his cock twitch beneath you and you knew you both wanted all of each other.Â
He tasted you, moving his tongue in and out of you, lapping over your entrance until he was confident you were ready to take his large cock. He longingly moved his hands over your body as he repositioned you. You reached for his cock and stroked it a few more times making sure he was at the same height of his desire as you were. You stared intensely at one another, your bodies pulsing with anticipation.Â
He lined himself up with your entrance and you felt his thick cock press against you.Â
âPleaseâ you whined, not able to take the slow pace any longer. You knew he wanted to savor this but your body needed him so badly. He pushed into you slowly and you let out a loud gasp as your body clenched and spasmed trying to take him in. Your eyes stung with tears as he continued to move into you, stretching you to your limit. When he got to a place where he felt like he couldnât push in further, he slowly moved out of you; then back in again. He picked up his pace just slightly moving in and out, working you open with his cock, pushing deeper in as he thrusted.Â
He grunted quietly as he continued to move faster and faster and you returned with your own moans. The wet sucking noises of him fucking you filled the cool night and your body felt like it was swimming in pleasure. You tried moving your hips in pace with his to multiply the friction your bodies were experiencing but he was so big and you were so overcome with bliss you got lost in the feeling.Â
Making you thunder back into the present moment, you cried out loudly as he placed the heel of his hand into your stomach rutting into you with even more strength than before. The added pressure of his hands on your torso made you see stars and your first orgasm ripped through you without any warning. Your body felt hot and sparks pricked all over your skin as he fucked you through your orgasm, never slowing down. You tried to catch your breath and steady yourself but he began fucking you even faster, pushing into you nearly past your limit as he chased his own release.Â
âI-want to see me all over youâ he stuttered out, a grunt and thrust punctuating each word. You nodded wordlessly, your head dizzy as your overstimulated hole spasmed around his cock. He pushed into you a few more times before he pulled himself out of you and let you drop roughly to the ground. His voice strained against his desire as he grabbed his cock and started stroking himself. Your body buzzed with anticipation and you started fingering your hole waiting for him to finish all over you.Â
His head thrashed, horns cutting wildly through the air, suddenly reminding you of his bull upper half. His pace was erratic as he worked himself to the edge, he stuck his hips forward to move over your body and he came with a roar. Thick ropes of white-hot come erupted from his cock and landed on your torso. He continued to stroke himself, moving his hips as he came, sending his seed all over your neck, face and on the ground around you. His whole body seemed to spasm and he fell forward on to his hands, breathing heavily and hovering above you. The sight of him coming sent another shiver up your body as your hole pulsed around your fingers, desire still swimming around you.Â
After pausing for a moment, both of you quiet in your blissed out state, he placed a hand on your chest, fingering his own seed admiring the mess he made of you. He placed a come covered finger over your lips and pushed into your mouth, watching your reaction as you tasted him. You sucked his release off his finger.Â
âHow many more days are you here?â he panted, still catching his breath. You laughed and put your arms around his thick neck. Your body felt completely drained of all strength and you werenât sure youâd even be able to lift yourself off the ground right then.Â
Friendly reminder that tomorrow is the first day of pride month and if I see any biphobia, I will throw hands
This includes, but is not limited to:
saying that bisexuality excludes trans/nonbinary people (it doesn't)
saying that bisexuality is too binary (it isn't)
saying that bisexuality is outdated (again, it isn't)
saying/implying that bisexuals only care about gender rather than personality (which is gross and untrue)
derailing conversations on biphobia and its effects
excluding bisexuals from mlm and wlw spaces/discussions
speaking over bisexuals in conversations on the issues we face
refusing to listen to bisexuals if we say something is biphobic
ignoring bisexual history and activism
ignoring the present contributions of bisexuals to LGBTQ culture
making demeaning jokes about bisexuals or jokes that rely on negative stereotypes
stereotyping bisexuals in general
viewing bisexuals as 'half-straight'/'lesser' members of the LGBTQ community
and finally, speaking over bisexuals about the very definition of bisexuality
yes this includes saying things like 'that sounds more like [other sexuality]' or 'if you define your attraction that way you're [other sexuality] instead' in response to a bisexual person describing how they define their orientation for themself
Monster fucker this, monster fucker that. What if I want a monster RELATIONSHIP huh?! Monster HAND HOLDING, monster INTIMATE CONVERSATIONS, monster COMFORTABLE SILENCE??
A/N: NSFW, a little long, I kept the reader gender neutral but story does contain specific mentions of various genitalia. 18+
You were sitting on the floor in your living room before you were a dozen lit candles in mismatched votives and a make-shift altar (itâs actually just a cell phone stand) holding a small piece of paper with a sigil drawn on it. The drawing was of the Seal of Gusion, a powerful demon whose symbol you had traced from your copy of the Lesser Keys of Solomon. You said a few quiet words and concentrated on the symbol with all your might until the world around you faded out.
âWhat are you doing?â asked a voice from behind you. The voice was rich and sounded somewhere between amused and concerned.
âTrying to summon a demon,â you responded absent-mindedly trying not to let your concentration falter. The room was quiet again and you went back to muttering words quietly. Then your heart stopped with a sharp slice you felt from your tensed shoulders to your navel. You lived alone. Who the fuck just asked you what you were doing?
Your body became rigid and warm as you fought with your flight instincts to turn around. You knew you needed to look at what the hell was in your house but fear stopped you.
âWhere the hell did you learn to summon a demon?â The same voice asked again. The voice was so rich and electric it seemed to crawl up your back. You shuttered with a chill.
âUm...a YouTube video.â You shrank in on yourself. You didnât even know who you were talking to but saying that out loud was a bit embarrassing. You felt a slender finger hook under your chin and turn your head towards the larger room.
Looking down at you was a tall, handsome creature with skin such a deep shade of obsidian it nearly obscured its facial features. Plainly set in its face were bright eyes with red speckled irises and a large mouth that stretched nearly from ear to ear.
The creature looked like a man from the waist up. Its skin was smooth and matte with small patches that reflected the candlelight almost like a swath of scales dotted throughout. Itâs long trim arms retreated from your direction to sit idly on its hips. Your eyes moved down to its waist where itâs smooth torso melted into soft, thick mottled fur that was black with sapphire highlights. Your eyes traced down further and it took a span of a few seconds for you to realize the creature had goat like legs complete with cloven hooves. Swishing between its legs you saw a tail as thick as your wrist that ended in a tuft of long sapphire fur that reminded you of a cowâs tail.
Holy shit, you thought. Your breath caught in your throat as you tried to make sense of the demon standing before you...had it actually worked? Your thoughts were soon interrupted as the demon crouched down to be more level with your face.
âI see.â The demon drew out its response. âAnd who were you trying to summon with...this set up?â It asked, waving a hand at your dismal attempt. Your cheeks flushed, a little embarrassed.
âUm, GusionâŠ.is that-are youâŠâ your voice trailed off. The demon burst into a fit of laughter that went on long enough for you to shift from embarrassed to annoyed. The demon wiped a tear from its eye.
âGusion! You tried to conjure a Duke of Hell with...I-I canât believe I need to say this but please donât take summoning advice from a random YouTube video.â The demon reached past you bringing its face close to yours. You let out a shaky breath, you swore you saw the demon smirk at you. It grabbed your crudely drawn symbol off your âaltarâ and stood back up to examine it.
âWell...youâre here so something must have worked!â You said indignantly, pushing yourself off the floor to stand. The demon was much taller than you, even as you tried to straighten your posture as much as you could. The demon looked at you and flicked the piece of paper to the floor.
âDonât get too excited. I just happened to be nearby and heard some weird âabracadabraâ type nonsense and stopped to check it out.â The demon reached out, cupping your face and traced a soft circle with its thumb on your cheek. âWhat did you want with that asshole anyway?â
âI donât know...I justâŠhave always wanted to meet a demon.â You shrugged. More specifically you have always been attracted to darker things and maybe, sort of wanted to fuck a demon but you werenât sure how your guest would react to that.
The demon cocked its head to the side and let go of your face. As it pulled away, its hand dropped to your shoulder tracing a line across your collarbone before finally grazing your chest. The demonâs touch sent an electric shock straight through your body that settled down into your core. It was such a light touch but itâs potential excited you and you felt your body shift slightly trying to follow the demon's touch.
The demon took in a deep breath through its nose and smiled which allowed you to see just how far its mouth stretched.
âI knew it,â the demon looked down at you with a smug satisfaction. Heat rose to your cheeks once again. âI can smell your arousal little one.â The demon slowly licked its thin wide lips with a deep red forked tongue. Itâs eyes suddenly hooded with an intense hunger.
White hot heat dropped into your core again piling on to the sensation that was already swirling in your sex.
âNow...I may not be a duke of hell but Iâm not bad to look at, right?â All you could do is nod as you took a shallow breath. Your mind seemed to be five paces behind you and you let your body lead the way. The demon closed the space between you. Itâs body was warm. Electricity jumped between your bodies, charging the sexual energy that had filled the room.
The demon grabbed your chin once again and moved your face to look up into its own. Your heartbeat was raging out of control and you stretched yourself up trying to close the distance between your mouths.
The demon's tongue ghosted along your lips causing a whispered moan to escape you. The thin forks of its tongue caressed your lips and it would probably have tickled if your body hadnât already been swimming in your desire.
âIs that a yes, human?â
âYes.â A small, timid word was all you could manage. The demon caught your mouth in a hard chaste kiss before stepping away from you. You stood there motionless for a moment unsure what to do next, you looked at the demon. âHuman...is this your first time? Devil on high, lead me to your bedroom. Unless this is your preferred surface.â It kicked the leg of your coffee table and stood with its hands on its hips.
You shook your head free of the lusty cobwebs halting your movement and headed down the hall to your bedroom. âCome on, then.â you called back, trying to sound dominant. You are pretty sure you heard the demon snicker behind you.
Once in your bedroom, you sat on the edge of your bed and waited for it to catch up. The demon strode right up to the bed and stood in front of you, jutting its hips forward ever so slightly. You reached out and lightly grabbed its hips. The fur on its hips was so soft and thick, you started running your fingers across its front, playfully stroking the line where its bare torso met its goat-like bottom half. As your hand passed over the center of its pelvis, the demon let out a groan. Your fingers padded through the fur feeling for its sex.
âEager, arenât we?â the demon asked in an even tone. It grabbed the back of your head and pressed your face into its abdomen. You opened your mouth and slid your tongue against the demonâs cool, smooth skin. You began kissing the demon along the fur line where your fingers were dancing before. The demon reassuringly ran its fingers through your hair, leaning back just slightly so it could watch your mouth worship its body.
You began pressing your kiss further up the torso, up its stomach, across its chest, catching its hardened nipples in your teeth, teasing them with your tongue. The demon began to crouch down so that you could continue to move up its body without moving from the bed. The more you touched and suckled its body, the tighter your core felt. Your body was begging you to speed things up so you could feel the demon inside you but you were determined to savor this experience.
As you moved up, leaving kisses upon the demonâs neck, the demon let out a gravely moan which sent pulses through your entire body. At its jawline, the demon met its lips with yours and devoured you in a deep passionate kiss, eagerly pawing at your body and pressing you close. You were completely lost in the demonâs kiss, its forked tongue playing at your mouth, nimble and strong.
The demon pulled away and you instinctively hooked your arms around it trying to recapture their warmth.
âNow, now. Thereâs a point of order here before we can continue.â The demon smiled, two rows of sharp teeth glistening in the dim light of your room. The demon tapped you on the shoulders to motion you to sit back and stepped further away from the bed. âWhat is your preference little one?â it asked.
The demon moved its hand to its crotch and your eyes followed. It rubbed against its groin deftly with one hand and you soon saw a slender line open up amongst the thick fur. You could see the glistening head of a penis start to push out of its sheath. The head was a deep crimson red and flat on the end with a small spade shaped ridge jutting out of the underside. A line of precum trailed down the flat head of the penis and collected in the spade. The demon grabbed the head of its penis and began stroking itself, coaxing its penis completely out of its protective sheath.
Moments later, the demonâs long, thick member had emerged completely and the demon rested its length in its hand. Aside from the interesting crimson head, the penis also had small ridges along the top side. The color faded to black the closer it got to the base. Your mouth began to salivate taking in the sight of it which must have been at least 11 inches long in addition to its thickness.
âNow,â the demon interrupted your hungry gaze with an equally lust filled command, âdo you prefer this orâŠâ it trailed off. The demon let its member drop away from its hand and stretched its hands towards the floor. Spreading its legs just slightly, it doubled over in half and began to push its torso between its legs. You squinted at the demon not sure what was about to happen.
The demon passed its entire torso through its legs and began to move back up the other side as if it were a doll. When the demon was upright again its form had changed. On its chest were full, round breasts and as your eyes trailed lower you saw that its penis was gone. The demon took a step towards you and moved its hands down towards its sex. Its slim fingers parted fur lined lower lips to reveal a glistening, wet pussy. The demon began to stroke its throbbing clit and you saw a shiver run through its body.
âWell, human? What will it be?â the demon asked, smirking. Sitting on the bed, your body ached with want, your sex becoming slick with desire. The demon looked at you, a lazy expression on its face as it continued to pleasure itself.
âOption one, please.â you said breathily and without thinking you began to shed your clothing. The demon grinned ear to ear and dropped its torso towards the ground to begin the change once again.
You turned your back to the demon as you moved to crawl onto the bed. Its arm hooked around your waist and you felt the demon press its body against you. Its hard cock pressing into the back of your thigh. The demon rutted against your leg and leaned down, snaking its forked tongue across your back.
âGet on your knees.â a short, swift command and it made you fall apart. Your heart raced as you climbed on to the bed, positioning yourself on all fours. You felt the weight shift on the bed as the demon crawled up behind you. Its hand firmly pushed between your shoulder blades, pushing your torso down against the bed. Its other hand grabbed your hips, fingers digging in and laying claim to your body. Once you were in position, you felt the demonâs slender tongue lap over your entrance, eager to open you up. The tongue dragged up and down your hole, the hot breath of the demon adding to your growing arousal. You reached your hand towards your pleasure to try and give yourself a little release but you were caught by the wrist.
âNow, now little human. Youâve given yourself to me, your body is mine for now.â The strong hand squeezed your wrist before letting go. You let your hand fall away from your sex and moved it back to brace yourself. You were desperate for more friction and fought to not buck your hips back towards the demon. The demon laughed as it continued to wet your entrance with its tongue. The vibrations of its laughter sent a white hot feeling through your body.
The demon continued to prep your entrance, pushing its tongue into you, working at you steadily. When your sex was wet and swollen from its tongue, the demon began to use its fingers. Rubbing along the edges of your hole in small, steady circles before dipping a finger in. You moaned as the first digit pushed in and you could barely soak in the feeling before another finger stretched you further. The demonâs long fingers moved in and out you, crooking at just the right angle to make you cry out.
You began to move your hips without thought as the demon fucked you open with its fingers. The demonâs hot drool dripped from between its sharp teeth on to your sex adding to the wetness. Lewd, sucking noises filled the room as it worked your hole. You chanced a glance over your shoulder to see the demon pumping its cock, as it worked you.
The demon pulled its fingers out of you and held them in front of its face. Its forked tongue moved all over the fingers licking off all of your taste like the appendage had a mind of its own. The demon shifted and raised itself off its haunches and lined itself up with your entrance. Your body quivered, already overstimulated.
The spade shaped ridge on the underside of its penis slid into your entrance, opening you up so that the large, flat head could push inside you. In an instant your body felt so full. The demon roughly pushed in to you, suddenly uninterested in your comfort--chasing its own need. The demonâs hips snapped against your ass as it seated itself fully into you. Stretching you beyond what you thought was possible. Your entrance pulled and stretched to accommodate its cock and you couldnât read the line between pleasure and pain. There was a feeling in the pit of your stomach that let you know you hadnât been full like this before. You breathed deeply, trying to relax your body not wanting the demon to sense any discomfort.
After a brief pause with the demon seated fully inside you, it began to slowly pull itself out. This time you felt what you hadnât noticed before, the ridges along the top of its cock. They tugged at your sopping wet entrance as its cock pulled out of you. The demon thrusted into you slowly a few more times. You could already feel your orgasm building and didnât know how much longer you would last.
You nodded your head against your arm, not sure if the demon could see you trying to indicate you were ready for more. You didnât trust that you could speak. The demon apparently took the hint because it immediately started to move in and out of you at a quick pace. Holding your hips in its hands, the demon hissed and howled as it picked up speed. A white hot feeling started to stretch over your body, oozing out from your core reaching into your legs and arms, all the way up your throat until a loud moan ripped from your mouth. Encouraged by the noise, the demon gripped your hips harder, its sharp nail pressing into your skin. Your body was so hot already you could tell if the heat in your hips was because it broke skin or was just your pleasure mounting.
A nonstop string of moans and guttural noises fell from your mouth as your sex began to clench and spasm, the feeling quickly built then crescendoed as your orgasm tore through you. The demon kept its pace as it worked you through your orgasm--still chasing its own. The demon continued to thrust roughly inside of you as tears stung at the corner of your eyes. A hand grabbed your shoulder as the demon thrust into you impossibly hard somehow hitting you even deeper than before. The demon screeched an unearthly sound as it came and released inside of you, filling you and once again making the room echo with wet, sucking noises as its seed pushed around its girth and out of you. The demonâs release forced another orgasm from your body and you screamed as the overstimulation left you numb and floating.
Finally, the demon slid out of you, its thick cock dropping against its thigh, and it let out a satisfied groan settling back on its haunches. You barely had strength left in your limbs and you fell to your side, taking in deep breaths of air to steady your racing heart. You moved your hands down the backside of your body so you could finger the release covering your ass and thighs. It was thick and heavy and clung to your skin. The demon ran a finger along the flat head of its cock, collecting its own release on its finger tip. It reached out the come covered finger towards you. You opened your mouth, eager to taste the demonâs seed.
You sucked its finger clean of the bitter cream and the demon laid down next to you, satisfied. You laid in silence next to the demon, both of you swimming alone in your senses nothing but the sound of your labored breathing in the room. You were the first to break the silence.
âCan I try option two next time? Can there be a next time?â you said dreamily, rubbing its chest. The demon smiled its wide, sharp grin that bisected its entire face.
âOh yes, I will definitely be back here again.â the demon reached out, past you and stuck its thumb on your wall. For a brief moment there was a small, black crack in the wall. âSo I can find you again.â When you looked again the fissure had disappeared.
Pushing itself off the bed and standing, the demon ran fingers through fur that was matted with both of your fluids. Suddenly, the edges of its body began to look blurry and there was a crackling energy all around it.
âFor fuckâs sake...now?...when Iâm covered in this messâŠâ its voice broke off, annoyed. You kept staring as the line of its shoulder seemed to evaporate.
âFor your information, this is what it looks like when you summon a demon.â it snorted.
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Another long day at the office done, you return home to your empty apartment and flip on the tall floor lamp in the living room.
âHello, no one, Iâm home.â You called to the emptiness. You sigh and remove your shoes and head to your bedroom to change out of your work attire. It was Friday evening and you got paid today so you opted for takeout tonight. Once your favorite meal arrived, you settled onto the couch and dove into your favorite show.
Your Friday nights used to be much more exciting. Evenings out with friends, flirting at the bars, dancing and sweating with handsome strangers. At one point all of your close friends and you were inseparable but one by one they found someone and paired off. Now you were the lone single friend and your Friday nights looked like this.
Sometimes they invited you over for game nights but you were always acutely aware that your presence made the teams uneven and you could only be scorekeeper so many times. So, alone it was.
Dating? Youâve tried it so many times. If one more of your married friends asks you if youâve tried online dating, you might actually audibly scream. Youâve had no luck clicking with someone. So, you figured, alone might just be your thing whether you like it or not.
Companionship was a thing you could try to numb yourself to through TV dinners and binge watching tv but you had other needs too.
You knew exactly how to pleasure yourself, all your spots to make you writhe and finish. In fact, you had almost become too efficient at it and it just wasnât the same anymore. You longed for the touch of another. For someone else to be giving you and adding to your own pleasure.
Later, you lay in bed, half heartedly palming your sensitive parts. You sighed, looking up at the ceiling. Moving your eyes around your room before settling them onto the dark corner opposite your bed. As you stared into the dense blackness, you almost thought you could see movement.
The more intensely you stared, the more you were certain you could see discernible features in the shadow.
âHmmm,â you whined as you dipped your fingers between your slick folds. âMaybe thatâs what I need. A ghost? Something I can conjure?â You spoke out loud towards the shadow. You let your imagination run wild at the thought. An otherworldly creature appearing solely to pleasure you.
âI am not a ghost. But I think I could be of assistance.â A voice low, like old creaking wood filled the room. Your heart stopped for a moment then beat so intensely you felt white hot. You froze. The room seemed to suddenly feel full as if you were not alone.
âH-hello?â You managed to squeak out in a voice that was even smaller than you intended. Your back felt damp with sweat against your sheets.
The features of your room were obscured as an opaque black sheet moved over your field of vision. You would think you had absolutely lost your mind except that this...shadow...seemed to have weight to it. You could feel it passing over your feet, then your calves, soon your entire body felt like it was being touched, held.
The touch wasnât frightening somehow. It was the first time in so long that you felt the beautiful weight of another being on top of your bodyâeven if this being wasnât human or even solid, it was still comforting.
âWhat are you? Are you real?â You whispered dryly.
A ripple of cool energy passed over your body.
âCanât you feel that I am real?â The voice rumbled back. You nodded, unsure of if it could see you or just hear you. âI believe humans refer to us as shadow people. Though our real name can not be comprehended by your kind.â
âShadows are...alive?â You tried to take everything in. You shivered as your slick cooled on your skin as your attention had been turned away to the situation in front of you. A chuckle emerged from the darkness.
âNo, no. We are beings separate from shadows and yet we can hide and move through the shadows of your world. Shadows cannot touch you, I can.â A pulse of cool energy passed over your soft stomach and ghosted lightly over your core. Heat immediately pooled in your abdomen.
Despite all the logic your mind was trying to throw at you to tell you this wasnât real and wasnât happening, the aching in your body overpowered. You decided to allow yourself to submit to the situation at hand.
âYou can really...do things to me? I mean, do you...want to?â You fell over your words as your heartbeat raced in your chest. An insecure thought popped into your head, me? Really?
âOh yes, I want you badly. Iâve observed you for quite some time.â The voice creaked and sounded fuller than before, almost lustful. You felt your cheeks flush as you thought about all the times you had pleasured yourself never thinking twice about another presence in the room.
âIâŠ.want this tooâŠâ you shifted your weight to open up your body a bit more, unsure what this shadow might have in mind.
âI can and want to do so many things to you. Who do you want?â It breathed over you.
âW-what?â You breathlessly reply, trying to steady yourself to listen to its question.
âHmm, have you ever noticed when you look for too long into a shadowy room you can sometimes see a face in the darkness?â You nodded. âWho do you want me to be? I can make myself look like anyone...anythingâ the deep voice cracked through the static feeling of the air. You thought just for a moment, a few faces from your past flashed through your mind.
âNo one.â You finally answered. The shadow swirled over you, a concentrated feeling cupping your face almost like caring hands reaching to support you.
âNo one?â The shadow repeated back. You sighed.
âThereâll be no one in the morning, so there should be no one now.â You hoped you had hidden the tired sadness in your voice. The energy over your body shuddered and receded slightly. Tears stung at the corners of your eyes. âPlease, I-â you moved your hands down your torso, tracing your soft skin, reaching towards your sensitive spot that was begging for the pressure to return.
You halted your movement when a tendril of energy pressed across your lips. The sensation was warm and somehow wet like the tongue of a lover asking for entrance. Your mouth fell open without thought.
âI wish you could understand how beautiful you are.â The voice rumbled and the shadow engulfed your mouth in a kiss. Thatâs the only way you could describe it. No discernible mouth or tongue or chin, just darkness but you could feel it all. You returned the kiss with equal passion and the warmth that was pooling in your core previously started to unravel you again.
As you continued your deep passionate kiss, a dreamy light pressure settled on your breasts, making your nipples harden and your back arch just slightly. You let out a soft moan assuring the shadow that it was touching you perfectly. As the shadow massaged your breasts, teasing and pulling your nipples, you slowly rolled your hips hoping to feel more pressure down there.
You were so wet the movement of your hips caused a cool drop of slick to rub on to your inner thigh. You clenched your thighs together, squeezing your sensitive area and giving you some much needed relief. You broke the kiss, gasping for air and reached out into the darkness. Your hands were enveloped in a now familiar cool, tingling pressure.
âI need you...there-uuunghâ your plea was interrupted by your own whine of pleasure as the âtongueâ you felt earlier on your lips began to glide over your slit. You shook out the disruptive thoughts in your head that were trying to figure out how the hell something incorporeal could give you this intense physical pleasure and tried to let yourself just enjoy what was happening.
The shadowy tendril pressed into your folds and moved upwards from your entrance to your pearl achingly slow. It repeated the movement, wide, equal pressure a few more times before settling over your most sensitive spot. The tendril moved around the bundle of nerves with such incredible deftness, you could already feel an orgasm building. You whined and moved your hips simultaneously wanting more and not knowing how much more you could handle.
Without losing any pressure on your bud, you felt something hard resting against your entrance. Energy danced along your entire body, it was almost as if the shadow was as excited for this part as you were. What felt nearly like a hand grazed longingly across your cheek, as if it sought permission for this next development.
You nodded your head wildly and let out a loud moan. You were already starting to feel over stimulated between the âhandsâ still teasing your breasts and the âtongueâ on your clit. You were fairly certain all it would take is the shadow pushing into your entrance to make you come. Still, you needed it. Needed it inside you. Your dripping entrance needed to be filled and full like every other part of you felt just now.
The shadow seemed to hesitate, seated at your entrance. You pushed your hips down, pushing the shadow just barely inside you, ghosting your inner walls. Your jaw tightened as you tried to relax your body. The shadow finally pushed into you and it created a sensation that was hard to describe. It felt like a cock pushing into you except that the size seemed to change when it was inside you. It moved in to you and felt big at your entrance but not painfully so. Once inside of you, it seemed to grow to fill you perfectly, like it was made to fit inside of you and only you.
The shadow pressed inside of you slowly and finally stopped. You instinctively pushed your thighs out on either side of you to open yourself up as much as possible. The feeling inside you was perfect though you did feel a bit exposed. You missed feeling the weight of someoneâs body pressed firmly against your pelvis.
âShadowâŠI want to feel you against meâŠ.is that...can you?â You tripped over your words. Shadow was giving you every sensation you could dream of but you still ached for the feeling of another body against you. You felt the pressure that was playing at your breast dissipate and a feeling of fullness, of weight settled against your hips. Suddenly the immense âcockâ within you felt as if it were connected to a body.
âLike this?â The shadow asked, you swear the voice sounded bashful. A breathy moan was all you could manage as you shifted your hips to feel the weight against you once more. With that, shadow began to move its âhipsâ in and out of you. The size of the appendage changed to keep you stunningly full all the time while still giving you the sensations of movement you needed.
Your orgasm was building again and you knew you couldn't stave it off and prolong these sensations any longer if you tried. Every nerve ending in your body was screaming with pleasure and your body was heating up white hot. Shadow snapped its hips into you deeply once again and a scream tore through your throat. Your orgasm crashed against you, your walls spasming, your back lifting off the bed.
Shadow never stopped its movements as it did everything it could to your body to help you ride the sensation out as long as possible. As you were beginning to catch your breath, you ground your hips down on to the mass inside you hoping to return the wonderful sensation youâd been given, unsure if the shadow could even experience something like an orgasm.
The energy all over and in your body flickered and receded for a flash before expanding even larger and making your body tingle all over. It felt electric and strong and you forgot to breath for a moment as you let the static wash over your body.
Then the feeling receded completely and you were left lying on the bed alone, covered in your sweat and slick, panting. It would maybe feel lonely on a different night but you felt so completely fulfilled you couldnât help but smile.
âDoes that mean it was good for you, too?â You called out to the empty room. Movement caught the corner of your eye and you stared into a corner of your room where the darkness looked particularly dense. A low, gravely chuckle filled the room and moved over your skin.
âYou know, that was the first time I-with a human...I mean, I could do better next time.â The voice responded. You pushed yourself up to sit on the bed.
âBetter than that?â You asked.
âOh yes.â Your core tightened just at the thought. It was the first time in so long that you didnât feel lonely. In fact, you felt excited about the possibilities your connection with this shadow presented.
âYouâll come back again?â You asked with a tinge of hopeful uncertainty in your voice. The room darkened, filling up with the intense shadow.
âAs often as youâll have me, beautiful human.â
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Anyway, contents: Itâs 7688 words long, features a non-binary, skeletal lich, is set in a fantasy setting, and I donât think it comes with any warnings. Looking forward to your reaction!!Â
âSo, youâre the new librarianâŠâ
The softly rasping voice behind you startled the life out of you, and you dropped the three-volume stack onto the thick, oak table with an undignified squawk. The boom rang out through the castle library and one or two scholars shot glares at you over the top of their research. Turning, you found yourself face to face with a moving skeleton and your eyes widened even further.
Wearing a long, unadorned, shapeless, black robe with the hood pulled right up over the bare ivory of the skull, the figure had a glowing green light in their eye sockets and one of their teeth had been replaced at some point by a silver prosthetic. More than that, you couldnât say, but it was apparent that their entire body was just a humanoid skeleton beneath the billowing robes.
And then the penny dropped. âOh!â you gasped, straightening a little. âYouâre⊠Youâre Avery⊠the court mageâŠâ How many liches could one royal castle have after all?
They dipped their head in a curt bow. âIndeed.â
âIâm sorry, I just⊠wasnât expectingâŠâ
Another little bow. âItâs quite alright. I realise that meeting a someone like me for the first time can be somewhat⊠unnerving.â
You opened your mouth to counter them, but realised it was actually true, and just nodded. âHow can I help you anyway?â you asked instead.
They seemed to appreciate the segue into safer waters, and told you the name of the tome they were looking for. âItâs essentially a compendium of plants and fungi that grow only on the fringes of Silver Perch Lake in Aragantia,â they added. âA somewhat⊠specialised catalogue, Iâm aware.â
With a nod, you headed to the vast catalogue system and in almost no time at all, especially given how new you were to the post, you and the court mage were walking silently through the shelves of the royal library in search of the bookâs location. Avery made no attempt to talk to you, and you assumed they preferred it that way. After all, you supposed, what could a humble librarian have to say to a necromancer and a mage as powerful as them anyway? In your relatively limited experience of mages, they tended to look down on anyone not powerful or supposedly intelligent enough to wield magic.
As you proceeded further and further into the dark stacks, the light dwindled to almost nothing, and in that moment you cursed the innate flammability of paper and parchment, longing for a lamp of sorts.
Slowing, and trying not to fumble, you squinted and ran your fingertips along the shelves to keep a straight course. During your interview for the position, youâd been told about the glowing crystals that the team of three librarians had access to, but apparently you were still too junior to warrant their secrets yet. It had not been expected, it seemed, that someone as important as Avery would require your assistance. Re-shelving returns in the main library was all youâd done so far in your short tenure after all.
âHere,â the lich said from behind you, the word spoken aloud making you jump all over again, and a moment later, a flickering ball of blue light wafted past you to float a pace or two in front of you. It moved when you did, bobbing slowly.
âHandy,â you grinned back at them over your shoulder. âThanks.â
In the eerie pulsing light, the dark sockets of their skull and the smooth bone looked almost frightening, but you reminded yourself that this was not an old haunted castle from a horror story, and was in fact the hub of a great trading network whose machinations were aided by the work of the court mage, who also just happened to be a lich and, by extension, a necromancer.
With no expression at all to offer you comfort or reassurance, Avery just lowered their gaze and waited for you to move on again.
NSFW story about a gargoyle x female reader. I want to do a part two at some point. I have some more story plotted out⊠Warnings for unwanted sexual advances of a human male as well.Â
You pushed the French windows open and gasped as the vista opened up before you. The cathedral, a towering, ornate, gothic edifice, studded with jewel-like windows and dotted with a menagerie of gargoyles and grotesques, was so close to the hotel balcony that you felt like you could touch it. Of course you couldnât, but still, it was only a matter of metres away.
âIs everything to your satisfaction, madam?â the member of the hotel staff asked from behind you.
You sighed. âItâs perfect, thank you.â
A city break. Youâd dreamed of this for years. You and your partner, together. Perhaps even the dream proposal in the cathedral square, a single rose in his hand. You fought back tears at the memory of coming home unexpectedly from work at lunchtime and finding underwear that was not yours abandoned on the couch. Vile, lurid, lacy, purple. You could still hear the sounds of their union in your bedroom. In your bed.
You turned away as you were left in peace, and gripped the stone balustrade of the balcony. Your eyes screwed shut and your lip quavered. You would not cry over that âover him ÂÂâ any longer.
Youâd booked this as a surprise for him. He was not going to ruin it now.
You explored the city on your own.
You only lived a couple of hoursâ drive away, but somehow youâd never managed to make time for the trip. The city opened up before you, street by winding street, and you lost yourself in the magic of it. With buildings dating back to medieval times, it was an incredible place. You had your camera around your neck, zooming in, picking out little corners as you went: a cracked pot overflowing with tiny white flowers here, a dragon-tailed railing there, an odd architectural quirk above, and an intricately cast drain-cover below.
By the time sunset was approaching, you were exhausted. Before supper, you went out onto the balcony and stared at the carved stone ornamentation on the cathedral as the sun dipped lower, gilding the rich stone tracery, flashing off the leaded, stained-glass windows. The whole thing looked like a jewel-encrusted reliquary made of finest gold.
Bringing your camera to your eye, you focused the lens on one gargoyle in particular. It sat on a balcony facing yours, a small wooden door behind it, as though it had been set there to guard the entrance. It had suffered a great deal since the mason had first carved it, however. A large chunk of its head had been cracked away, chipped off to leave a rugged, raw edge on its right side, though the masonry had been softened by the combined efforts of wind and rain over time. The body was large, like a lionâs, with massive, taloned hands, and a curling, thick tail like a bullwhip that ended in an almost cartoonish triangle. It had one horn that curved away from its ear, backwards over its head, finishing in a stylish little upward flick. A shaggy looking mane tumbled down its spine in waves, and two large wings were folded neatly down its back from its shoulders. There was something about it that made you zoom even further in.
The sun was fading, and the light pretty terrible now, so you adjusted the aperture and the shutter speed, resting the camera on the balustrade so you could reduce the blur from a relatively long exposure. The sun winked down behind the rooves, and as the wash of golden light faded from the creature, you frowned. It looked for all the world as though it had moved.
