in my tired bitch era

smut writer/30s/ mdni/ she they/ happily caffeinated/

[thehorneygremlin]

About me:

Smut writer of many fandoms . . . 18+ mdni

just another food service worker 😤

Ask me anything

She/they pronouns or at work: try/me

Racoon and gremlin vibes

Current favorite snack: hummus and peppers.

(No the peppers rnt cut up I just eat am till I get to the stem)

Caffeine of choice: cold brew I left marinating in the fridge for like 3 days

Favorite fandoms atm: twisted wonderland, kingdom of marionettes, the freak circus,

[thehorneygremlin]

Coupon book

Ruggie

Pov: ruggies scheming went to far

Warning mdni 18+ oral f recieving

“You dont have to pity me, i know thats why you hang around,” He glared at you. You tilted your head, “Excuse me?” “Thats why you hang around me! I can see it in your eyes,” Ruggie accused.

“Clearly you dont know me, at all,” you turned, shoving the food you made at him and walked away. Your heart shattered, you loved him, you understood him. You thought he understood you as well. Tears rolled down your face when you entered your room at ramshackle. You cried all night and by morning you were putting yourself back together. You worked on chores for the school, not speaking, not eating. Ace and deuce noticed you were like this for days, only eating when necessary.

“Hello? Hay,” hands waved in front of your face. When you blinked you were looking at ruggie. “Leave,” you glared. “Just hear me out.” Grabbing your books you got up and started walking. You could barely look at him. Your sadness was gone, now you were just angry. He grabbed your arm, pulling you to look at him, “Please.”

“the audacity . . . you know i came here with nothing except the clothes on my back from a COMPLETELY different universe right? No one knows where my home is, i was left here without My FAMILY. And when i met you i felt relieved that i wasnt the only dirt poor person here . . . I was stupid enough to fall in love with you, and stupid enough to let my guard down,” Tears fell from your face, “You think i pity you? No, i didnt, not then. I do now, you must feel so small to hurt others.” Ruggie froze, you took your hand back before walking off. 

Then you hit the middle of the book: holding hands, kiss, makeout, fingering, Eat out, soft sex, shower together, quickie, 

A few days passed when you saw your door open. “knocking is a thing,” you sighed looking up. When you realized who it was you rolled your eyes, “out!” “Can we talk . . . please,” he hit you with the biggest puppy dog eyes. He had his ears back and a whimper came from him. There was a gift bag in his hand. No doubt something he stole.

“Why are you here? Did Ace and duice put you up to it,” you went to your closet trying to find what you wanted to wear that day. “I miss you, Im sorry for what i said.” You clicked your tongue, finding what you wanted. “your going to have to be more specific.” “I wanted all of the food to myself. When I saw you taking some I figured saying a few . . . Unkind things would get you to stop." That sounded about right, “congratulations it worked.”

He tried again to give you the gift. You rolled your eyes taking it finally, it was a coupon book. It was hand made. When you flipped through it, it had quite a bit in it: Free hug, back and feet message, dinner, you pick, your right, cuddle, 

You lifted an eyebrow, “Oh really?” “I really am sorry.” You had to admit, his tongue looked like it had a different texture to a normal person and you were curious.

You tore out two coupons handing them to him. (Make out and eat out). He read them before leaning in and kissed you. His lips were soft and warm. You pulled him closer. He whimpered giving you enough time to slip your tongue in his mouth. When you started messaging his you realized you were right, it was slightly rougher. You guessed it was his hyena side.

As soon as your head started swimming you leaned away. His green eyes watched you as he got on his knees, “Lay back for me?” You flopped onto the bed, grabbing the pillow. He crawled inbetween your legs, lifting your nightgown. The smell of your heat had his shaft at attention. He licked a fat glob across you, sampling you.

You could feel the small bumps of his tongue rubbing against your clit. You inhailed sharply as he plunged into you. He flattered his tongue against the roof of your core. Both the stretch and texture making you see stars.

Slowly he spelt your name, your back arched, walls squeezing. You pulled his hair. When he moaned you lost it. Your thighs shook. He didnt stop, in fact he lapped at you more desperately. His hands clawed at your waist. You went from moand and wines to screaming. Tears ran down your face. You released in second.

The beast man before you didn't stop, now that he had a taste he needed to satisfy his own craving. You could hear him sloppily eating. He wasn't this intense when he ate normally! "Ruggie," you wined, body convulsing under his touch.

Every time you came he ate it in seconds. It was the afternoon when you started this conversation. The sun was setting now and ruggie showed no signs of letting up. When he was finally satisfied he wiped his mouth, “Cmon, lemme shower ya off and get din din started.”

[thehorneygremlin]

Waking up

Pierrot

Pov: you didn't realize you were a phynix until you were woken up

Warning: nsfw mdni 18+ monster f, aphrodisiac, oral f recieving, marking, dirty talk,

You recognize him immediately . . . You had never spoken to him. Somehow, some way you just knew. You didn't approach, just waited, watched him. He handed out fliers in silence. Why wasn't he talking? After about an hour or so of watching your curiosity got the better of you. Cautiously you started walking towards him. Half way there you lost your nerve and tried to walk away. It was to late, he had seen you and cornered you in an ally way.

It was secluded, “my lady!?” His gloves hands tilted your chin up so he could get a better look at you. You didn't know his name . . . But you found comfort in his gold eyes. His eyes turned to hearts, “I've waited my lady for so long to see you again! Its been so lonely without you!”

With every touch he made your skin felt like it was on fire. He realized quickly you didn't know what was going on, “you haven't regained your memories have you?” Regained? You remember your life . . . What was he talking about!? “That's ok my lady! We have the all of the time in the world for you to remember! Come to the circus with me! Everyone misses you!”

Before you could answer you were whisked away to a purple tent. You didn't recognize him . . . He circled you when the red clown sat near you. This purple clown seemed to look at every small detail of you. “Let me see your face,” he commanded. Slowly you lifted your face, watching him as he looked over you. “Your right pierrot . . . This is definitely her,” he paused before speaking again, “what is your name?” “It's y/n sir,” you whispered. “hmmm,” he hummed, “have you touched her without gloves yet?” pierrot shook his head no. The purple clown made a “well come on,” gester.

After removing his glove you could see the scars on his white as paper skin. His claws black. Gently he put a hand to your cheek. Small flashes came back to you. Him admitting feelings right away, you holding his hand, your first kiss. You finally admitting to loving him, him marking you as his. “My lady?” You blinked, “My sweet peirrot!” He lifted you in the air, twirling you around before setting you down.

Another bare hand reached out, touching your arm. Again small flashes came over you. It was jester and you reading in silence. You serving him tea, the three of you eating dinner. It gave you mutual understanding. When you came back both were staring at you. A warm smile crept onto your face as you looked over at jester. “Welcome home, it's been a while,” his smile was genuin. For jester a smile like that was once in a blue moon.

You were still regaining your memories, two lifetimes ago you met peirrot. At first everyone called you his pet. Then when monster hunters came for them and you used your fire they realized you weren't human, nor monster. You were born human which made it so you flew under their radar. Then they started calling you by what you were . . . A phionex. Every lifetime you found him again.

You were aware that your powers weren't completely back yet, the healing part yes but the fire . . . No

“Jester, would it be ok if I took peirrot for the night? I'll return him in the morning.” He tilted his head as if he was thinking, “it is our only day off today . . . You may . . . Just know, little one, we are leaving the area after the weekend. You'll need to be packed and ready before that.”

Your apartment was small, walls thin but right now you didn't care. In seconds he had lifted you up, taking you to your bed. “I'm a virgin,” you squeaked shyly. All you could see was his heart shaped irised, “you were in your other lifetimes as well my lady. Always saving yourself just for me.”

He handed you a small bottle, “its an aphrodisiac, it'll make it easier to take my knot.” without a second thought you downed it, giving him the bottle back. “Want to shower with me?” the hearts in his eyes grew, he leaned in brushing his lips with yours.

Fire ignited under your belly. Without much thought you clung to him. The kiss deepened when you tilted your head. You discarded his neck ruffle and untied his chest lace. Your clothes, unfortunately were torn off of you. “Please my lady sit on my face. I need to feel your weight on top of me. To feel you squirm as my tongue plunges into you. I need to taste you, to hear you call my name. Let me mark you like I did before. Please! Please,” he wined.

Heat boiled on your face, how could you say no? You knodded giving him the green light. Before you had time to process what you agreed to he removed his mask and laid on your bed. Gently you crawled on top of him. You didn't put your weight on him. His gloves hands forces you down. Forcing your weight on his face.

His slippery muscle slid in you. When his tongue slid past the first inch? You froze not knowing how to react. When you felt him twisting inside you? You screamed, eyes bulging. He slid the muscle all the way to your cervix, his nose pressing your clit.

It felt like the air around you got hot all of a sudden. Your core was on fire, you were wetter then you ever thought you could be. You grabbed his hand putting them on your breast. “Peirrot! Touch me! Touch all of me!” He clawed your chest sending you spyrling.

You were screaming, you couldn't help it. You grinded roughly against his mouth as he tongue fucked you. The beast under you was a wining mess, enjoying watching you come undone. He marked you then, sinking his teeth gently around your pubic bone.

Your screamed cut off, muscles stiffened. Water gushed out of you. He could taste a mixed of your juices and your blood. With ease he lifted you off of him, placing you on the bed. You spread your thighs wide giving him a view of your dripping cunt.

“My love it's so hot,” you whimpered, “I'm so wet, take care of me please.” Whatever little bit of restraint he had snapped. He lined himself up with you sliding in. You screamed in both pain and pleasure. He stretched your tight hole to the max, not fully unsheathed.

You could feel his knot at your entrance. He pumped in and out of you a few times. By now the neighbors were definitely awake. You couldn't stop screaming. Then you felt it. The knot entered you. Stretching you even more then you thought possible.

Your back arched, sweet pulling from your forehead. Your vision spotted, voice broke, you squirted again. He was still pumping wildly in you. It took you several rounds to feel the heat waver. When it was just about extinguished he pulled out, releasing onto his clothes. You could feel your powers healing yourself.

[thehorneygremlin]

A surprise

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARLEQUIN 💚

Warning: mdni 18+ nsfw, two d*k, monster f, teasing, tenticals

Pov: you play a guessing game for his birthday

It was early in the morning . . . To early for you but you knew this was the only chance you would get. You had custome ordered this lingerie set, it was a black sheer set of panties and bra with green hearts all over it. Your garder belt and thigh highs being yellow with black high heels.

Hurriedly you grabbed your picnic basket, flash light, and packed suitcase. Before you ran out the door. You had already gotten jester and ticket takers approval a month ago, so getting in was easy.

Swiftly you ran into the green tent, darkness filling the room. You took out your flashlight, walking to the ring. You walked carefully so your shoes wouldn't make that “clop” noise on the wood floor. When you put the basket down you started the preparations. Spreading the blanket across the ground.

“My my, what's this,” you were grabbed from behind. You knew it was your loving boyfriend. “It's a surprise,” you playfully squirmed out of his grip before his tendrils could feel under your jacket. “Let me finish setting up and I'll come get you.”

For once the green clown listened, when he turned to leave you slapped his butt. He turned around but before he could say anything you tried turning his body around, “go.” When he left you straightened out the sheets. Putting the pillows and other sheets down to make it more comfy.

You grabbed the cake you made (small upside down mango cake) and flashlight, clomping to his room. There were no candles, you figured a creature of the night wouldn't like fire. You sang happy birthday, handing him the cake.

“Thank you dear,” he was trying to be polite . . . He hated sweets. “Try it,” you handed him a fork. What he didn't know was it had cayenne peppers in it. When he took a bite he smiled, "This is a surprise.” “It took me weeks to get that recipe right.” It was a little sweet but the peppers made it hot.

You took his hand, leading him back to the “fort” you made. “I have a game for you,” you sat down, grabbing the basket. A smile creeped across his face, “oh?” “I have a bunch of snacks . . . Guess what it is after trying. If you guess right you can take a piece of clothing off. Get it wrong and I'll put it back on.” you clipped the light to the basket. “To easy . . . I'll play your game.”

Of course he wanted to play . . . He loved being entertained. “Close your eyes,” you reached for the first item. Slowly he closed his eyes, opening his mouth. You fed him one. “My favorite, biquinho.” “Take your pick.”

He didnt really have much of a choice, unzipping your jacket. He groaned seeing your lingerie, leaning in to touch you. You swatted at his hand, “Next round ill let you touch.” You grabbed the next item, placing it at his lips, with a crunch he bit down.

“Bacon.” You smiled leaning back. He went for the garder belt, kissing your hips before leaning away. He knew how to get you riled up.

He closed his eyes again, waiting for the next. Gracefully you put the next thing in his mouth. “Jalapano.”  This time he took off your bra, licking up your bare chest.

You hummed, placing the next thing in his mouth. When he bit down he went silent. You knew you would get him with this one. “Is that a corn nugget with horseradish?” when he opened his eyes you shook the bag, wasabi peas. You smirked putting your bra back on.

He frowned, even though the set was nice to look at. The next item you mad yourself, putting the bottle in his hand. When he drank it he licked his lips. “Did you make me an iced mocha with chili peppers?” You giggled, yea you did.

He took off your bra again, leaning you back a bit while he took a hardening nipple into his mouth. Your head tilted back, breath uneven. One of his tendrils rubbing against your clit. You grabbed his cape to center yourself, head swirling before you looked back at him.

“Hay, cheater, the game isnt over.” “Oh but i think you want me as much as i want you.” the smirking clown was right of course . . . after all it was his birthday. 

You spread your legs giving him all the access he needed. While still holding you he got in between your legs. He slid your panties to the side, the smell of your lust filling his nostrils.

When he went to line you up with one of his shafts you put your hand on his chest, stopping him. “I want both . . .please.” You took the lube you brought out of the basket, handing it to him.

He made sure both of his cocks were lubed up before he cautiously pumped into you. The stretch hurt a bit but when he kissed you it was all the distraction you needed. He tasted like the coffee and the spice when his tongue slipped into your mouth.

Your feet curled as he hit your cervic. You broke the kiss, taking a deep breath. Slowly you adjusted to his new girth. “fuck," you said breathlessly.

Your light was turned off, all you could see was his glowing green eyes. His mask was removed as he pumped carefully into you. You could feel the warmth of his face in the crook of your neck. The tendrils slithered around you. One going up your waist, two circling both of your breasts. The last one still pressing and rubbing against your clit.

Even though it was his birthday he was spoiling you rotten. Your mind was mush as your hands couressed his face and chest. He was hitting you so good. “Harlequin,” You groaned as your walls squeezed him.

His eyes softened watching you beneath him. Your eyes dilated and clouded with lust. Mouth slacked as you screamed for him. Breasts moving with every thrust. His hand coressed your leg, enjoying the feeling of your stocking.

You were able to take off his cloak and wrapped your arms around him, putting your hands in his beautiful curly hair. He twitched inside you, making you gasp. His rhythm was getting sloppy but that didnt stop you.

You took in a deep breath, heat reaching your face as you lost controle of your body. Your release was harder then it had ever been before. He stopped, inhaled before pulling out of you. You couldn't move, you were to tired to.

[thehorneygremlin]

His new owner

Pt 2

Here's pt 1 if you haven't read it

Jestyn x oc

Pov: your a huge fan of jestyn . . . That doesn't mean your a push over

Warning: orgasm denial, brat taiming, p in v, degrading, oral, cursing, pet play, switch jestyn, dom reader, mdni 18+, nsfw

You hummed, making a show of thinking about it . . . of course you wanted to fuck him. Looking too eager would definitely give him a bit of an edge so you waited about thirty seconds. “Ill allow it,” You unbuttoned your pants, giving him a clear view of your dripping heat. “Come,” You ordered.

You were against the wall when he got on his knees in front of you. He watched your reaction when he dragged his tongue slowly, to slowly against your clit. It wasn't nearly enough to do much except frustrate.

Oh . . . hes a brat, you smirked as you grabbed his collar. Forcing him to be at eye level, “You know . . .I have a vibrator at home that works just as well if not better.” You paused gaging his reaction, “I suggest you stop wasting my time.”

It wasnt a rough push but it got your point across. A blush formed across his face as he swiftly got back on his knees. This time he slid his tongue in you.

At first it was the normal, lapping at about half an inch into your core. Once you were relaxed he hit you with a surprise. You felt his wet muscle slide deeper into you.

You froze, you weren't ready for this. Jestyn watched in amusement as you squirmed, eyes bulging from shock. He made his way deeper inside of you with every small thrust. Making your knees weak from the feeling. Your walls squeezed him.

The feeling of the base of his tongue stretching your entrance out had you groaning. He started exploring every inch of your heat, making slurping noises with every small thrust.

When he found your gspot you went quiet. His slick muscle slid and lapped at you. Your walls squeezed him, your back arched. He had planned on not letting you climax but before he slid out you grabbed his crown, forcing his head to stay.

“Dont. You. Fucking. Dare,” you spat. The sounds of his wines and your slick filled the room. Your body tensed, walls squeezing. You lost all controle of your body.

CLICK. You were in the security office, laying down. Jestyn ontop of you. He lined himself up with you, “Your majesty . . .You really should have your guard up.” He bullied his way in, pumping slowly. The sounds of your moans filled the room.

SHIT . . . he was so long! If he wasnt so experienced youd swear he would rip you in two. Tears pricked your eyes when he bottomed out. He grinded against you, sending shivers down your spine before he started a rhythm. It was careful, cautious, but deep.

After you found your barings again you grab and push his arm out which forces him down. It gave you the oppertunaty to slide back ontop. “Such a disobedient pet you are,” You clicked your tongue. You stopped his rhythm, pulling completely out and sitting on his waist. His release stopped yet again.

Slowly you tightened the leash as you thought. You didnt think you had the strength to walk away . . . He just felt to good. But you couldnt just let that slide, hed walk all over you. “Your majesty please have mercy,” He begged again. “why should I? You've been so disobedient. It's really a let down."

For once jestyn was silent. It had been ages since someone pushed him like this. You waited for a moment longer before finding the strength you needed. "When you learn to behave then you can finish."

[thehorneygremlin]

His new owner

Jestyn

Pov: your a huge fan of jestyn . . . You learn he isnt what you thought he was

Warning: smut, nsfw, 18+ mdni, brat taiming, pressure play, foot fetish, pet play, dom reader

As a child your parents would always show you videos of this place. The videos were vary low quality but you loved watching them. Your favorite being jestyn, he was so funny! There was an air of confidence about him.

He wore a harlequin hat with gold bells on both end points. A yellow crown with a hood covering his ears and hair. Hiis left eye had a red upside down heart and his right hadan upright black heart. The left side of him was red, the right black. His coursetted vest was lined with yellow, along with the inside of his coat tail. On his shoulders he had long puffed sleeves with ruffles near his wrists. On the left side his pants were stripped on the other diamond. His boots curled with bells on them. 

Somehow you managed to get a job there as the night guard. You wanted to see Jestyn SO BAD. As soon as you were there you bolted to the marionettes. There he was! You were practically vibrating before you just about ripped the old door from its hinges. They left him hunched over in a corner! The poor thing.

You sat on his lap, legs on either side of him as you lifted his head. “Oh,” you sighed. Someone had cracked part of his mask in! Whoever made him definitely put a lot of detail into him. Where his mask was cracked you could see red sharp teeth, the gums black and near his eye it looked scratched.

“Its ok Jestyn,” you cued, “Im here now, Ill take care of you.” You felt something twitch under you. . . That had to be your imagination . . . You tried to convince yourself. "You know, my parents were huge fans of wizzy. They went out of their way to track down all the merch. I on the other hand was a fan of you," you giggled. "I was convinced I was going to marry you."

A grin spread across Jestyns face, you froze. “Im pleased to hear that your majesty.” You froze, blood turning cold. Your hand was still on his face, your breath in your throat. There was a snap and you were on a stage. He had asked your name and pronouns before going into his test. He found out how bad you were at juggling that night before you left. Jestyn had showed you a dog collar . . . He was in for it tomorrow.

 You were back the next day, seeking Jestyn out again. Of course he was in his room, hunched over again. “That position looks like it hurts,” You sighed, sitting next to him, “Let me see your face.” He moved quickley to your hand, placing his chin in your palm. Slowly you cleaned his face, the scratches were deeper then you thought.

“Such a good boy.” His face flushed red, you smirked, turning his his head slightly, “You like that,” You leaned in just a hairline away from his lips, “Good boy.” Jestyn groaned, it took everything in you not to kiss him right there. You giggled leaning away, “I take it that collar was for you?” 

He had it on and the leash in your hand in seconds. Without much thought you grabbed the collar, making sure he had his eyes on yours. “I dont seem to recall asking you to get it,” you spat, “And i definitely didnt give you permission to put it on.” He didnt seem to be bothered at all. “Lay down,” you groaned.

You leaned against the wall before allowing your foot to circle his head. You were gentle when your soul kissed his cheek and nose, a little less so when you forced his head to the side, putting your shoe by his ear. It wasn't enough to hurt him, he yelped, you rubbed the front of your shoe against his ear.

Slowly you moved your foot down, pressing gently at first against his chest. Adding more weight, The jester below you groaning with the intense pressure. You circled your foot into him, like you were squashing a bug. Smirking you moved to his stomach, being soft with him again.

Your core was on fire from hearing him, you wondered if he had the equipment to please you. As if he heard your thoughts he wined out, “Your majesty . . . please allow me to servi.” Your foot moved town to his crotch . . . sure enough there was a tent there. You tilted your head, “Hmm . . . doesnt that look tempting.”

Your shoe softly rubbed against the sided if his tent. You watched as his head shot back, “My ligue.” His moans filled the room and before long they sounded desperate. You guessed he was close and took your foot away. He whimpered and wined. “Now now,” You smirked, “You expect me to let you cum? You havent earned that.” There was a pout on his lips, “Please allow me to earn it, i beg you.”

Pt 2 out now

[thehorneygremlin]

I wish you had told me

Qifrey

Pov: qifrey comes home hurt

Warning: smut, mdni 18+, oral, face sitting, injured partner, masterbation,

He was injured, not bed ridden but you insisted he stay in bed. You took care of the girls, feeding them, giving them material.

You spoon fed quifry, he insisted he could do it himself in which you gave him a moma bear stare. It had been about two weeks since he came home, you had ben worried sick.

You had just checked on the girls, seeing them in their rooms and your loving boyfriend asleep. You wanted desperately to fuck him, it had ben over a month.

Slowly you slunk to the floor by the bed, making sure he was asleep. Sliding your underwear down you rubbed your thumb against your clit. Imagining qifreys fingers fucking you into madness already had you wet.

Your breathing hitched when you slid a finger in, hips rocking as you searched for the familiar spot. A hiss came from you as you found it. You slid another finger in you. You were close when you saw grey locks in the corner of your eye.

RIP, your soul . . . You wanted to shrivel up into the floor boards. “Why’d you stop, i know you were close.” Red covered your face, “How!?” The grey fox took the fingers you were using and licked them. “You have a certain . . . gleam in your eyes.” After he licked the slick off of your fingers he made eye contact, “I wish you had told me..”

Your heart dropped, “Your in pain love . . . Id never ask you to do something that would hurt you.” His blue orb looked away, in thought before he laid down on his back. “You can ride my face.” He had asked you to do that a couple of times before. You were worried you'd suffocate him.

This time you reluctantly agreed. You took off your night gown, shakily mounting his head. You hovered. “Darling . . . please sit, “ his voice was soft but firm. You took a shaky breath before fully sitting on him. His nose rubbed your clit as his tongue lapped at your messy folds.

Gently his hands coressed your hips. Without thinking you grabbed his grey locks, you didnt tug. It was more to center yourself. Gently you rocked your hips, feeling him lick and suck your lips. You were a moaning mess.

A throaty groan come from him, your thighs shook from the sensation. Your breath was shaky, eyes rolled back. A shiver went up your spine as you lost all control. Quifrey licked you clean before you got off of him

[thehorneygremlin]

Happy birthday pierrot

Pov: its pierrots birthday . . . your the surprise

warning: mdni 18+ nsfw, smut, masterbation, monster fucking p in v size kink,

“Happy birthday pierrot,” you cued. You had on red bow lingerie with crotchless panties. He came in from the balcony, staring at you, “my lady . . . you cant wear something like that.” you strutted toward him, taking his arm, “why not? Do you not like it? I can take it off.” “Its not that at all my lady its dangerous. You dont know how i yearn for you, to make you scream for me. I dont know if i can be careful with you in that.”

“There are other things i can do if your ok with them, if you want i can masterbate, you dont have to hide this time,” you leaned up trying to whisper in his ear.

For once he was speechless, how did you know!? Slowly you crawled over your bed, leaning down to open your bottom drore. You knew the minute you leaned down you had flashed him your needy core. “Do you want to come over and pick?”

Pierrot was still looking at you bent over . . . it was so enticing. . . when you didnt hear anything you just leaned back up, “if youd like to cuddle we can do that instead?” “i enjoy the sounds you make with the blue and purple one.” the blue and purple one was a part of a fantasy collection. It was 7 inches, it had a flower texture at the top with a slick center and about an inch from the base there was a knot.

You pressed an on button then gave pierrot the remote explaining how it worked. You had a towel and lube by the bed, gracefully you slid some lube on the dildo. Pierrot was at the end of the bed, you opened your legs as far apart as they would go. Slowly you pumped the tip in you, feeling the ridges as you stopped before the knot. You groaned, your pumps were slow, steady.

Pierrot crawled to your lower half, drooling watching your rhythm. His drool splattered against your skin, you never knew that you would like that sort of thing. You finally worked the knot in you, a loud moan coming from your lips. The bow tie bra was pulled forcing your breasts out of it.

The sight before him . . . amazing.  Your eyes clouded with lust, your mouth open and moaning so pretty for him. The way your breasts moved with the moves you made. He could hear the sound of your slick as he drooled on you.

He had unzipped his pants, mimicking your rhythm. Thats when he remembered: the button. When he pressed it once your eyes just about popped out of your head. Your thrusts were rougher, your breath ragged. “Peirrot, fuck, im so close,” you moaned as your head rolled back. Your back arched and you went quiet.

Something in him snapped, he took the toy from you and crawled ontop of you. He lined himself up with you but before he could say anything you had tried to inch him closer. His tip entered you, you were already screaming for him.

A wine came from him as he fully unsheathed into you. The stretch hurt a little, but what you werent expecting was for him to kiss your cervix. “Oh my god,” you screamed, blissed out, “Pierrot! AH!” with every pump he wined and whimpered. “I’ve waited so long for this! Its even better then I imagined! You are so beautiful!”  He noticed his bulg under your skin and instinctively pressed down on it.

Your screams went silent, your eyes rolled back, your walls milked him. Your muscles moved on their own as your ecstasy washed over you. Pierrot pulled out, spraying you in the process. You were trying to catch your breath, “why dont we take a shower together?”

[thehorneygremlin]

Happy birthday peirrot!!!! ❤️

[thehorneygremlin]

Trust me

Azul

pov: You are given a marriage proposal . . . there's a problem

warning: mndi, 18+ nsfw, smut, tentical, p in v, monster fucking, slight fingering, fire, anal, oral, virginity lost

“I dont see how this could work,” you sighed. “You didnt answer the question.” there was a marriage document put in front of you. A deal to marry him, you would stay by his side, be what a partner should be. In return you would never have to struggle again. If it was any other kind of situation you would agree.

You were a dying breed, a phoenix, so you needed to marry. The problem was he was an octopus; you could easily burn him. Hell, he could drown you, it was an accident just waiting to happen. He had asked if you trusted him . . . of course you did, in fact you loved him, you had for years now. “Yes, i trust you.” “Then what's the problem,” he looked over the paperwork, convinced he missed something. “I won't be able to control my flames once my virginity is taken . . . at least for the few moments after that. Not to mention i could lose control any time before or after as well.” Azul didnt even hesitate, “There are spells and potions that can help prevent that.” he really thought this through.

You sighed, thinking, rereading the contracts. “Im expected to  have at least five or six kids . . . Are you able to handle that?” “  “I expect no less then that,” he was so confident in his office. Both of you combed over the finer details, you asking for a few changes, him adding and discarding a few things. It had been a couple years since collage. Azul ran a very successful business, you had a coffee shop nearby that was also doing well. “We will have a wedding next year but for now ill see you at the courthouse next week.” It was late when both of you were done, you noticed the other offices lights were off.

Slowly you walked behind you, sliding his chair out just enough for you to sit in his lap. Azul froze, face went bright red. “Your going to have to get used to me touching you,” you smiled looking at his lips. His hands gently took your face, his gloves were off. You wondered if he could taste your skin. He led you to his lips, soft, like pillows, it felt like he was melting.

Before you knew what was happening you felt azuls fingers gently rub against your clothed heat. He had managed to unbutton your pants. When you moaned he pulled away, your breath was uneven. There was a fog over your brain when he slipped past your panties, his finger didnt go far in you, just a little past your entrance. You wanted more, it was to dangerous. Suddenly your hair turned to fire. Azul tried to move away, you smothered the flames with your hand.

“Are you ok!?” you looked at his hand first, it was fine, there was a sheen on the first notch of his middle finger, you kept looking for anything. It felt like the walls were closing around you. Azul recognized what was happening, grabbing a sour candy from a drore. “Open,” he instructed. You opened your mouth, he put the candy in your mouth. You hated the taste, your face contorted as the flavor his the back of your jaw. It stopped the panic attack, “Im ok,” he reassured you. You sighed in relief but you couldnt look him in the eyes. That was to close. Azul thought for a minute, “You can't be submerged in water, can you?” you shook your head no. “Why don't you come over, we can continue this in the shower.” He had a plan, you were relieved.

The shower he had was huge! It had a place to sit with an adjustable nozzle on top. He adjusted it so it would hit you. You were trying to take off your clothes, your face getting redder by the second. What if he didn't like the way your body looked? You didn't know what he saw in you. You had your shirt and pants off. “My pearl, are you struggling.” He knew it wasnt a physical struggle but a mental one. He was fully naked . . . he was breath taking. His pale skin was truely beautiful. His member already at attention from looking at you. He was slender with a slight curve, he was a good size, not to big but definitely not small. You found some confidence seeing him hard without him seeing you fully naked. You stripped the rest of your garments.

The shower was already on when you entered. He sat down pulling you ontop of him. Both of you were virgins . . . this was going to be difficult. You lined yourself up with him, slowly sliding down. It hurt, tears welted in your eyes. Your flames being extinguished by the water. It took forever to feel him fully in you. “Hay,” he cued, “you're ok, I'm here.”

Your walls squeezed, he grunted. Your hips bucked when the pain subsided. You started grinding and moving your hips. “Touch me,” you wined, taking his hands and putting them on you. When he squeezed your breast you moaned, walls squeezing him again. He transformed in front of you, his pale skin went gray and black. His legs turned into tentacles and his member slid out of you.

You were placed on the floor of the shower, the water adjusted so it was hitting your hair. His tenticales spread your thighs apart, making your legs bend and spread so he could see everything. Your clit and heat glistening, your asshole also on display. You felt the suction cups moving around your legs and arms. Creeping down, your feet curled at the sensation.  He wanted to taste all of you . . . He had a sample when he fingered you earlier, but now? He needed all of you.

One slid back inside your heat. Your eyes rolled when he slid in and out of you. Gently he slid another in your ass. You felt the fire prick the back of your neck, up to your hair, which was swiftly delt with by the shower. Another slid in your mouththe last one went across your breasts, squeezing them together and playing with your nipples.

You tasted absolutly devine. He could feel you moaning while your tongue circled him. The feeling was overwhelming. Suddenly you went still, your eyes closed, your walls spasmed around him. Azul smirked, "My my, you really enjoy this?"

[thehorneygremlin]

Your wrong

Divus crewel

Pov: you think your broken . . . You arent

Warning mdni 18+ smut, talk of rape, fingering, slight oral, wax play, op has scars,

“I would absolutely love that . . . But I'm to broken, it wouldn't be fair to you.” “A phynix fae? Broken? I doubt that,” crewel smirked, “out with it pup, what's really going on?” You sighed, “how much time do you have? This conversation will take a while.” He put papers under your chin to force you to look at him, “I have time, speak.”

You explained your experience being put in the black market, how they tried mating you but you could never get to your orgasms. How the punishments left scars on your body. You also explained how if you were to have a mate that was one of the only requirements and at this point you were sure you could. How you escaped and had been dealing with the trauma after. Even the way your one night stands would look at your scars and run.

Crewel had stopped everything he was doing, came to your side and wiped your tears away when you cried. When your hair set on fire he used a water spell. By the end of you talking you were a reck.

“your wrong, you know that right,” crewel raised an eyebrow. “if it was conventual I'm betting you would have a mate.” “I tell you the horrors of my life and ur stuck on the can't orgasm part,” you chuckled. “I'll be leaving here in one hour,” crewel looked at you, “if you want a mate then come as you are and hungry.”

It took you nearly the hour to get to his door. After pacing your room for nearly twenty minutes you took a shakey breath. You wanted to change but he told you to go as is . . . Hair greasy, body probably reaking of stress. It took you the rest of the time to get your nerve and go. When you knocked he answered right away. You looked even more disheveled then before.

“Your a mess,” he sighed, opening the door to let you in. He led you gently by the small of your back to his bathroom. There were rose pedals going around with a bath bomb still fizzing in the tub. “Take all the time you need, come to the kitchen when your done.”

When he left you took off your clothes, sliding into the hot water. You felt the heat make your acing muscles relax. You scrubbed everywhere and washed your hair before getting out. A robe and slippers were placed for you. It was silky, you liked the texture but you knew it was to expensive for your blood.

When you walked out crewel was making finishing touches on dinner. You sat on the island watching him. His coat was gone, sleeves rolled up as he moved. It was kind of hot watching his muscles move. When he glanced at you your face instantly went red. “see something you like,” he slid the plate towards you.

Smirking you took a bite of the meal, “do I?” your chair was moved out and swivled around. All you could see was his grey eyes. He had trapped you on either side of him. You squirmed a little before noticing. His eyes trailed to your lips then back to your eyes. Shyly you leaned forward, feeling his lips on yours. He tasted like the coffee he was drinking earlier.

Gently he nibbled your bottom lip before taking a seat. It was a small act but it set your core on fire. A bit of fire came from your head before it was extinguished.

You giggled and smiled before digging in. “Don't worry pup, I have a potion that will take care of that,” crewel smirked. “Oh,” you took another bite, “you did research?” “You might be a rare breed but there are documents of what happens to you during your climax.”

True, your fire would get out of control if you actually could climax. He had you in his bedroom shortly after. Dives grabbed a candle, “mind lighting it?” It was as easy as snapping your fingers. The candle lit green? You stared at it for a moment before he set it in his nightstand. He was by your side in a second, untying the robe. Your body was shaking . . . What if he didn't turned you away?

“Come back to be pup,” dives kissed your wrist. “We don't have to do do this if your uncomfortable.” “I want to,” you took off the robe now fully naked. He looked over you, all the scars you endured. Softly he kissed all of them, from the ones on your arms to the ones near your soaked core. He playfully licked up your heat, up your clit, past your belly button up your neck and playfully nibbled your chin. You could feel the fire about to swap out of your skin. You exhailed to calm yourself, “if you do that again I'm going to set your bed on fire.”

“sit,” he commanded. Slowly you sat up as he grabbed the candle again, putting some of the oil in his hands and rubbing it. “The candlewax is the potion,” he sat behind you rubbing it into your scalp. You hummed enjoying the feeling.

The wax dropped onto your shoulders, it stung a little before drying. You whimpered before he rubbedit in. You were laid on your stomach as he poured more of the hot wax on you. Every time he did you whimpered, your core was dripping from the anticipation. When you were rolled over your whimpers became moans when the wax was poured on your thighs and stomach. He had messaged you head to toe and before you knew it his was spreading your legs.

His finger slid inside you, your back arched. Sevens . . . It felt good. His finger curled into your g-spot. The thumb circling your clit. When his mouth latched onto your nipple you thought you were going to scream. He licked and nibbled your sensitive bud as his thumb rubbed maddening circles into your clit.

You could feel the sensation of fire but nothing came out, you were relieved that the potion worked. You were shaking, walls milking his finger. Your vision went white, your release taking you. When you came back Dives had his head against yours. “What w-.” “An orgasm darling . . . You'll never go without one again.”

[thehorneygremlin]

Your going to watch in the mirror as i ruin you

Harlequin

Pov: you think your ugly . . . Harlequin shows you oherwise

Warning: mdni 18+, smut, tendrils, monster f, 2 d*k, mirror sex, orgasm denial, anal and vaginal s, talk of abuse

“My dear,” Harlequin purred in your ear, “I can tell theres been something you want to ask me.” It was true, you did want to . . . request something of him. He talked a lot of game and it interested you. The problem was . . . well . . . you were extremely self concious.

Your ex boyfriend would tell you how ugly you were and you believed him. You didnt know if you could handle someone else looking at you in disgust.

Your thighs clenched together, you couldnt make eye contact. Your face gave you away, a bright red covering your face, “Dont worry about it.” There were to many people around for him to stop you.

You went home, took off your clothes and let the hot water hit you. When you got out, you wrapped yourself in a robe.

“Why do you cover your mirrors?” Harlequin was in your room. You knew you locked the door. “I dont remember inviting you in.” He took the blanket off of the mirror, you saw your reflection and looked away. “Can you please stop touching my stuff? I have my apartment the way i like it.”

He turned to you,”You didnt answer the question dear.” You sighed debating on telling him, "Harlequin if i tell you and you laugh i swear-.” “My, my this is serious huh? I promise i wont laugh.” You sat on your bed . . . thinking. . . “Looking at my reflection is hard . . . i just see this broken thing every time i look, its gross.”

He had never expected you to have such low self esteem. You werent ugly . . . the opposite actually. He moved the mirror to angle at your bed.

He forced you on his lap. “What the hell harlequin?!” You felt his tongue lick up your neck as he disrobed you. You avoided looking at yourself. “I know you want me,” he growled in your ear, “I can ruin you in ways you never thought possible.” You exhaled, eyes dilated, you could feel your core heating up. “Please.” “Your going to watch in the mirror as i ruin you.”

A tendril slid into you, it was a black ink color. You gasped as it sank deeper into you. Another one forcing your head straight so you were watching. You could see it moving in and out of you.

Harlequin moved your legs forcing them to open even wider. The sight had your walls pulse. “My, my, the way your squeezing me, Your enjoying this arent you,” he cued.

There was a bit of pressure against your ass, it was slick before it entered. You could see his hands on your waist, it had to be another tentacle. Your hands grabbed his pants, you were already a moaning mess by the time he moved his hands.

One pressed on your clit, making small circles, the other groped your breast. He could tell you were enjoying every minute of this, you were drooling just a little.

His tendrils were moving slowly at first, picking up speed with time. Tears formed in your eyes, it felt so good.

He caught you looking at yourself, “Seeing your beauty now?” Your body shook. Oh how cute, he thought. ripping the tendrils from you so you wouldn't finnish. You felt so empty, a wine rippling through you.

He waited, watching you squirm with need. The tendral that locked your head in place moved, he did everything the same as before, but harder this time. Your moans were more gutteral, animalistic then before. Your walls were gummy, even if he didnt make you cum.

Your voice started breaking. He bit into your shoulder, drawing blood. You took in a deep breath, nothing came out. He slid out again, enjoying watching you suffer. He lifted you slightly, adjusting before slowly lining himself up with both of your holes. You could see him, he was long, both the same color as his tendrils.

His claws held your hips in place as he prodded both holes. You screamed when he bottomed out. You grinded against him, wanted him even more then before. He lifted your hips, thrusting into you mercilessly. You could see his bulge through your skin. His tendrils snaked around you. One rubbed your clit, sending you over the edge. He could feel your walls pulsating.

“Quin, plea . . . need to cum,” You wined. He hit you harder, you were seeing stars. Your breath was taken as water gushed from you. Harlequin grunted, pulling out.

[thehorneygremlin]

Arranged marrage

Malleus

Pov: as a Phoenix fae, you've saved a lot of lives . . . Including the life of your future husband

Warning: mdni 18+ smut, public s, two d*k size kink, oral, fire

“Lilia I'm scared,” you sighed. Lilia was an old friend of your from the war. You were a phionex fae type, so during the war you would die and be reborn, once you recovered your memories you would go back. The cycle would repeat itself, the last time you died you had protected Lilia, silver, and a dragon egg. This time around when you recovered your memory you were promised (ordered) to marry someone of high rank. You knew it was either royalty or someone you knew from war.

Lilia gave you that mischievous smile of his, “why?” “What if my husband doesn't like me? What if he hits me?” You were shaking, you were supposed to meet this mystery man in an hour. His smile vanished, “I can assure you that won't happen.” “how,” you sighed, trying not to mess up your hair. You had loose curls pinned to the side of your neck and a stripped sundress that went to your ankles. Your eyes were smoky which made your lipstick pop. “Just trust me.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes.

The area was secluded, in the woods away from the prying eyes. You were to meet on a bridge, under it was a creek. You tried not to pace, so you gripped the ledge of the bridge. Your heart was beating so loudly you couldn't even hear the water running. The shaking was worse, at first it was just in your hands, now it was all over. He had to be a decent man . . . He had to be . . . Stop being nervous, your fine, your safe. He won't hurt you, you thought.

“Child of man what are you looking at?” Your head snapped to his direction. Your eyes as big as saucers, he looked back at you, a soft smile on his lips. Malleus stood beside you, his green, ancient eyes glowing. He was still wearing his dorm uniform. You had always admired how it looked.

“Tell me your not playing with me,” you shreaked. You always loved him, since the day he found you walking alone at night. He lifted an eye brow in confusion, “I am not,” he reassure you. You took a deep breath, still trying to calm yourself, “how long have you known?” “I knew I had an arranged marriage since I was young but marrying you? This morning.”

His hand took yours, “my treasure, you will never have to fear violence again. I promise I will take excellent care of you.” He had never called you that before. You felt your heart stop for a second. “Your treasure,” you squeaked. He knodded yes, taking your head in his hands. “Kiss me,” it came out as a whisper. With a smile on his face he dipped down, grazing your lips with his.

The kiss was gentle, warm and caring. Your hands touched his chest and clavicle bone. A growl came from him. You instinctively moved back, “I'm sorry.” “I didn't intend on scaring you . . . I enjoyed the feeling.”

You moved back to him as he embraces you again, kissing your forehead. “Lilia told me about your past lives, and the last life you saved the three of us.” That's when it connected . . . The egg . . . Malleus. “Did you really shield us with your body?” “I did, and I'd do it again.”

He kissed you again, this time it was different, it was as if he thought you were glass. One of your hands snuck to his jaw, the other on his clavicle bone again. When he growled this time you felt your core heat up. His fang nibbled you bottom lip. Soft whimpers escaped your lips. You were picked up, placed on the bridges hand rail. He leaned away, his green eyes taking you in. He didn't think he could wait for the wedding date, you looked so beautiful.

No one was around, he made sure of it before he showed up. While making eye contact he got on his knees, asking permission. Your face went through several shades of red. Here? NOW!? “My flames th-.” “I am well informed of what will happen. Your flames won't burn me.” That's right . . . You thought . . . He was a dragon. You never thought you'd see the day were a prince . . . Was kneeling in front of you. You gently took his horns on your hands rubbing against the carved pieces.

Something in him snapped. He grabbed your hips, forcing you forward. You watched as he nudged your panties to the side. His tongue licked in-between your lips. Your grip on his horns tightened, you could feel the fire pricking up your back. The wet muscle slid deep in your heat, it was going deeper then what you expected.

Your breath went ragged when his nose rubbed against your clit. Your hair set a fire when he found your g-spot. How!? How was he so deep!? The fire was starting to slowly make its way down you.

His tongue curled in you sending shock waves through you. The fire engulfed you, then panic. The thought of hurting malleus made your blood run cold. He however . . . Didn't even notice.

The feeling of ecstacy hitting you harder and harder by the second. You were so close. Malleus started making a different rhythm. The feeling was starting to disappear. "No! Don't stop, please," you wined.

Malleus curled his tongue in you again, a growl ripping through him. The vibration alone send your body into ecstacy. You took in a deep breath, face red. Your walls squeezed around him as you lost control. Body shaking, vision went white. When your grip loosened malleus wiped his mouth. His eyes more intense then before.

Your legs were still spread, “take me.” He didn't need a you to tell him twice. He unzipped his pants, you didn't get to see him before he lined himself up with you. Slowly he prodded your entrance. It was agonizing, he inched in slowly. The flames were hotter then before. He kissed your face, trying to distract you.

When he hit your cervix he paused, a growl coming out of him. Once you adjusted he hit you deep. You felt something on the top of your clit. When you looked you realized . . . He didn't have one but two dicks. You wrapped your hand around it. He bit into your shoulder gently. You could hear a muffled groan.

With every wave of ecstacy your flames brightened them dimmed. You couldn't hold back. You screamed in pain and bliss. Tears streaming down your face. Makeup ruined by the heat. His rhythm was getting sloppy. Your grabbed his uniform, losing complete control of your body again. Your eyes rolled back in your head, your walls milked him. He pulled out and away, still holding onto you as you cought your breath.

[thehorneygremlin]

I love you

Qifrey

Pov: qifrey finds after bringing you home he has feelings for you

Warning: smut, mdni 18+, soft dom qifrey, body worship, mention of drugging, victim of dark magic, love making, fingering

You were deemed “safe” to be around. They allowed you to stay in the witches world. You were a victim of dark magic. You could transform from human to cat, in cat form you were a calico scottish fold. Your stomach, sides and legs were white, while every where else had either orange or black splotches. In your human form you had the cat ears, your hair was down to your shoulder and black, eyes a walnut color. You also had claws and your tail. You had the marks tattooed on your back.

You staid away from humans, in your cat form. You were malnourished, surviving off of garbage. You had just pulled out some kind of meat when you heard a voice. “Hello there little one,” the voice was calm, soothing. Surely that voice wasnt talking to you. . . You went to take a bit. “That doesnt look good.” You stopped, making eye contact with the mage. "Away from me human," you growled.

He was taken aback, not expecting a response like that. He sat on his legs, the grounds wasnt clean, “come with me, i wont hurt you, the girls wont hurt you, youll be warm and safe.” That sounded so nice . . . to good to be true. “My name is qifrey . . . do you have a name?” “It was y/n . . . but i no longer wish to be called that.”

He recognized it instantly, the trial your abuser was on. Your name plastered all over the news. The horrors you faced . . . of course you wanted to be away from people. “In my household, you will never starve again, you will never be harmed, you will never be cold or lonely.”

It was easier for you to read people, you could tell he ment what he said. “It wont be easy you know,” you sighed. “I dont like being touched . . . nights are difficult . . . especially after i have nightmares.” “Understandable, but you will be required to take a bath.” You took a leap of faith, allowing this man to pick you up.

You didnt see the girls right away, you saw the bath as soon as you got there. When you were out and in the kitchen thats when you met them. You were still in your cat form qifrey introduced you, “Girls . . . this is . . . well she doesnt have a name yet but she will be living here for now on.” “What a cute kitty cat,” the pink haired girl stepped forward, trying to pick you up.

You hissed. “She is a victim of dark magic, so give her time and space.” “Poor thing,” the pink haired girl said. “We have to think of a name for her.” Eventually they introduced themselves. You heard them rattle off names, while you ate. It was delicious! “Toffee?’ You looked over, thats how you got your name.

You had your own toothbrush, some clothes that were easy to slip on, and his word was kept. It was six months in, you watched everyone, not speaking, just waiting. Qifrey was soft spoken, gentle and sweet.

One night you thought everyone was in bed, you transformed back and started brushing your teeth, fully naked. You heard a cough, your ears and tail puffed up before you turned around. “Uh . . . sorry.” “Can i see the sigil?”

You turned around, allowing him to look. “Its ok to touch me.” His touch was gentle, “How was he able to do this to you? The lines are so clean.” You sighed, “He gave me a cupcake . . . i should have known something was wrong. . . he was never nice. Then everything went black. I woke up screaming and forever changed.” “Im truely sorry you went through that.” “I wouldnt have met you or the girls if i didnt.”

He didnt seem distracted or even bothered that you were naked. “Is this the only one?” “Yes.” There was a pause, “Your shorter then i thought,” the mage smiled. Sure, he was like two feet taller then you. “So let me understand . . . You see my appearance for the first time . . . and my hight is what you comment on,” you laughed.

“Why are you up so late?” “Bad nightmares, i usually sleep during the day, the noise keeps them away.” He thought for a minute, “Come sleep with me.” You assumed he ment to sleep . . . you HOPED he ment sleep. You transformed back into a house cat, jumping into his bed. . . it smelt like him.

You laid down at the end of the bed, which he immediately scooped you up placing you on his chest. He had a night gown on which felt like silk. You could hear his heart beating and feel hi chest rising and falling. It was soothing, so soothing that you purred, you didnt recognize the sound but it lulled you to sleep.

Every night you slept with him and every morning you woke up to the softest pets. You were putty in his hands and you found yourself falling for him. It was another night, you brushing you teeth, fully naked again. A gentle hand pet your head, “If it was anybody else id swear you were doing this on purpose.”

In the mirror you caught his eyes drifting, he had seen your body a number of times, only touching your tattoo once. You smirked, allowing your tail to “Accedently” run up his knee, up his thigh . . . oh my . . . You pretended like you didnt feel that. “Its just faster way to brush my teeth.”

“I want you to look me in the eye and tell me the truth.” Fuck, you thought . . . he knew you couldnt lie when looking at his blue orb. Your eyes met his, your face instantly went red. He leaned in, his lips a breath away from yours. “Qifrey,” your voice trembling.

His hand cupped your face, “Tell me you feel the same.” You couldnt take it anymore, you leaned in kissing him. His lips felt so fluffy, like clouds and he tasted like toothpaste. Slowly you leaned back, making eye contact with him, “I love you.”

You were picked up, your head on his shoulder as he shut his bedroom door. You werent scared of his touch anymore, a little nervous but not scared.

Gently you were laid on the bed, head on the pillow. His lips were on yours, you could feel his chest ontop of yours. His kisses were soft, reassuring, you could melt. Your hand was on his chest and shoulder, his on your cheek, the other on the side of the bed to keep him slightly propped up.

The sound of your lips against his filled the room. It was making you want more. When he leaned away both of you were panting. You felt his breath linger on your neck before he kissed it. You tilted your head giving him more access, the feeling made your feet curl. “Mmmhh,” you hummed when he kissed a sensitive area.

His free hand sliding down, lower and lower. His hand was at your lower thigh when he looked you in the eyes. “May i?” It was cute that he was asking for permission, “Yes.”

Gently he rubbed his palm against you, watching how you would react. Your hips bucked against him wanting more friction. “Darling be patient,” Quifrey tutted. You tried giving him the biggest puppy dog eyes. His lips touched yours, a small peck but it was reassuring.

Your breath hitched, looking at the white fox in front of you. Your eyes full of love as your feet curled. “Your so beautiful, I adore the way your eyes alway gleam.”

Small gasps escaping your lips as his small touches drove you crazy. When he slid a finger in you you were a dripping mess. “I really like how your lips part and show off your clit.” When his finger curled your head went back in the pillow. A moan came out of you as you grabbed his night gown.

He was still being soft, it drove you wild. Your thighs started to close as you felt the build up. “I cant please you if your legs are closed.” You spread your legs wider, hoping it would coax him. He messaged your g-spot. “Im not sure what is softer, your skin or your fur.”

You were trying not to scream as he slid another finger in you. You could feel heat building, ecstasy washing over you. Your eyes rolled back, walls spasming around his fingers. Gently you let go of his night gown as you tried to find your composure.

He licked you slick off of his hands. Slowly you managed to get ontop of him, “Will you teach me to make love to you?” His signature soft smile spread across his face. He took off his night gown. His frame was small but muscular. You still hadnt seen his length, you were more focused on his upper half. “Drooling on me isnt a good start,” Quifrey kidded.

You leaned towards him, kissing his forehead, down his cheek and finally his lips. You kissed him softly, your hand tracing his muscles. When you parted he smiled, “Well done, now-.” his words were stuck in his throat when he looked over you, stunning . . .

Your pupils blown, fur puffy, nipples hardened. Slick pooling inbetween your legs. Normally hed prefer to take his time, but right now? You were so tempting . . .

“Hold my hand, as you gently slide down me.” Slowly your hand went down his chest, down his shoulder and let your fingers wrap into his. Your other hand lined himself up with you.

He was long . . . slowly you let his tip prod your entrance. As you worked your way down qifrey talked you through every small step. When he hit you cervix you moaned. You took a steady breath before trying to start a rhythm.

“Slower . . . i want to savor this moment.” Your walls squeezed him. His other hand went and rubbed your clit. Both of you moaned as you rocked your hips. “My love your so tight,” He groaned. “Please,” you wined, “Dont stop talking.”

"I wish you could see yourself. You look so good on top of me," Qifrey sighed. His voice was buttery smooth, it truly was doing a lot for you. "I didn't think you could get wetter. Your walls cling to me so well." Ooh . . . You were getting close.

Your rhythm started to become sloppy, thighs shaking, walls milking him. Your release wasn't instant but slow, it lingered. Qifrey pulled out, coating your stomach.

[thehorneygremlin]

I have a proposition

Vil x rook x y/n

Pov: vil realizes you haven't come to class for a reason

Warning: smut nsfw 18+, mdni, p in v, oral, m receiving, reader is in heat, fingering,

He walked in with practices ease, “You havent come to-.” the smell hit him. It was to perfumed in your room. What was going on!? Not a word was spoken from you . . . and you had missed class! Vil didnt even knock on the bathroom door, he just walked in. He wasnt ready for the sight. You were curled up on the floor. Your hair greasy from swet, eyes yellow, tail inbetween your legs, ears back. You were shaking, when you looked at him a wine came from you. Your clothes were damp and there was a slight smell.

He didnt know how to help . . . so he called rook. He paced in your bedroom before rook slid in, “Roi du poison, You have called apon me?” “I need you to tell me whats wrong with y/n.” “We have doctors to help, shall i fetch one?” “Im not sure if this is pain or a beast kin thing.” Rook opened the door, took half a look and closed the door. “She is in heat, the most a doctor can do is put her on blockers. I dont think she wants that because she is here.”

Vil sat on the bed, how did he miss this? “Is she in pain,” Vil sighed. “No . . . no she is not in pain just irritated and well . . . needing sex.” There was a muffled yowl from the bathroom. Vil had never gotten up that fast in his life. When the door opened you had your shirt in your mouth, you were thrashing around.

“She still has a few more days before she will be normal again.” A few days!? He couldnt imagine being in your shoes, it sounded agonizing. You had mentioned your heat previously, you told him how the only other person you would feel safe being in that vulnerable state with was Rook. Vil had shrugged it off, a ping of guilt washed over him.

He took a deep breath, “can you help me?” “Oui, I will help however possible.” “We have to get her clean . . . that smell is rancid,” Vil sighed. "She will cling to one of us in this state, it will be difficult." Rook could see the conviction in Vils eyes, “I can handle this part.” Vil nodded, allowing him to start. He thought watching another man take you would be hard, instead there was jealousy then guilt again for your situation.

When rook slid in you grabbed his shirt. “Ah, trickster i did not know you had such strength.” He started sliding in and out of you. You whimpered with each thrust. “Ooh, poor mon Minou, we are here to make you better now, “ Rook cued. Vil could see you coming back, Your eyes were softening, body relaxing. You started moaning instead of whimpering Your grip on his shirt loosened, your eyes rolled back, you stopped moaning as your body shook.

Rook didnt finish, he couldnt disrespect vil or you like that. He got up, giving the two of you space. “Vil,” You whimpered. “Im here,” he pulled you to your feet. “Are,” you took a deep breath, “Are we going to be ok?” Vil held you, even tho you felt gross, “Yes.”

You slipped into the shower. When you got out both men were in sitting on your bed. You had on a purple fluffy robe.

“I have a proposition for you,” Vil cleared his throat. You sat inbetween them, both of you looking at vil. “With your heat and my work schedule . . . I cant be here for you as much as you need me. I know your suffering . . . would you allow rook to continue in my place.” Your heat was screaming yes . . .but you really had to think about it. How would vil feel about this? You felt pillows against your lips. It was a long, reassuring kiss. When vil broke the kissthere was a smile on his face. He whispered in your ear, “He wouldnt just be yours . . . he would be mine as well.”

The thought of watching them had you riled up. Rook saw your ears puff up, eyes dilated. “Mon cheri, I need an answer, My heart it cant take the suspense.” “Yes rook,” you giggled. Rook slid over kissing vil. It was the sloppies kiss you ever saw. You got up to watch the show. Rooks tongue slid into vils mouth with ease. They started unbuttoning their clothes, taking them off piece by piece. They were both ripped, rook more so then vil. Your eyes shifted down, vil was longer, it was truely a beautiful, Rooks wasnt as long but thick.

Rook broke the kiss, trailing down his neck, his chest, his abbs. You groaned at the sight of rook taking vils shaft down his throat. Vil hissed pulling rooks hair. Vil gestured you to come towards him. You inched foward rook took no chances, he slid two fingers in you. With every bob of his head he slid his fingers in and out of you. It wasnt enough, you needed more. Both of you were a moaning mess. Rook hummed, it was all vil could take. “Rook,” vil grunted. Rook took vils entire length, swallowing every drop.

When he took vil out of his mouth rook kissed vil one more time before turning his attention to you. “Ah mon cher I am not finished with you yet.” He pushed in you again with ease. It felt so good having your walls stretched out again. Vil kissed you to keep you quiet as rook hit you in your g-spot. Your feet curled, Rook held your hand. “The way you are squeezing me, i can tell you are close,” Rook grunted. Your walls started spasming, eyes rolled back, muscles lost control. Rook pulled out.

[thehorneygremlin]

A new pet

Jester

Pov: you caught jesters eye

Warning: mdni 18+ smut, monster f, masterbation, pet play, slight oral fixation, shoe fetish

When you walked into his tent, he knew you were different. You seemed amused by his performance before walking off. Jester caught you before you left. You looked into his purple eyes . . . you werent effected like the others?

You had oddly colored eyes, they were a greenish yellow and your pupils were bigger then an average person. You had on a red hoodie which covered and hid most of your face with baggy pants. You didnt speak just blinked up at him.

“What did you think of my show.” Slowly you watched the other guests leave before making a hand gesture of so - so. Why werent you speaking? You looked at the floor, then around, you seemed to be waiting for something. It was odd seeing a person so tense but when the last person left he finally heard you spoke.

“You and i are similar,” your voice was low, not a whisper. “Not the same species but similar. Id say im closer related to the red and black clown.” Jester took your face, forcing you to look at him. “I dont like being touched,” you took his hands, forcing them off of you.

He saw what he needed to, you didnt have normal teeth, they were all sharp. He swore he saw something move near the top of your hoodie. When you took his hands away he saw your claws, sharp but you were careful not to hurt him. Your clothes were tattered and worn out but oddly clean.

“How long have you been alone?” A sigh came from you, he swore something moved in the back of your pants. “Alone? A decade or two.” There was something submissive about you . . . “Why did you come here?” “Curiosity . . . the food smelt good to, but i can tell somethings in them.” “Do you have a home? A family?” “Why do you care,” you were making eye contact. He decided not to answer you.

Jester pinched the end of your hoodie forcing it down. Your hair was black but ontop of your head was two fuzzy cat ears. They were black but one had a round circle in it. Your hair was down to your shoulders. Why were you allowing him to do this to you!? You stepped back, not saying a word.

“Dont make me repeat myself,” he cued. “Temperary house, the last person who called me family put me in a cage . . . so no.” “Poor thing . . . come.” You understood immediately, he wasnt going to let you go. You could fight back but you doubted you could fight all five of them.

The room he brought you into was small ish. It had a bed, a desk with a mirror, a chair and wood floors. The lights in there were darker which was better for you. He sat on his bed, grossing his legs as he did.

You understood what he wanted. Your face went through several shades of red. Slowly you took off your hoodie, you had on a black tank bra. You were smaller then he thought, you looked a little under fed but not starved.

Folding your hoodie you placed it on the ground, then you took your pants off. Giving them the same treatment as your hoodie. You waited a second, hoping it was enough, when he didnt react you slipped your bra and panties off.

Slowly he stood, circling you, taking all of you in. One shoulder was higher then the other and you had a slight curve in your upper back. There were gashes down your back . . . it looked like whipping marks. You had a tail that was flicking slightly, it was black like your ears with medium fur length. Your ears followed his footsteps, your eyes on the ground.

“Ill have to feed you more . . . moisturize you . . . get you on a decent sleeping schedule. . . You need new clothes and definitely have to see the doc about your back. . . Ill need to brush you daily . . . You do understand that your high maintenance? Dont you?” You nodded, still not meeting his gaze.

“Good . . . I have a few rules for you, You will not speak until spoken to. I want your eyes on me . . . You will not touch me or come into this room without my permission. Am i understood,” his voice was sharp. Your head snapped up, making eye contact immediately, “Yes sir.” His eyes softened, “Good girl.”

His hands went up to your face, you flinched for half a second before you felt his hands in your hair. The feeling was . . . nice. You felt a purr slipped out before your ears twitched and you stopped the sound. “How cute . . . go ahead little one, i want to hear more of it,” He cued. You let the sound float in the air as his hands rubbed your ears.

You blinked slowly, still keeping your eyes on him. When he moved his hands away you wanted to wine but you thought better of it. You cut the noise short, waiting on him to instruct you.

He sat on the bed, crossed his legs and leaned forward. “Come.” You took a small step. ‘No, crawl," He corrected. You slid to the floor, inching towards him, when you got to his feet you stared at him. His foot gently kicked you back, which you gently laid belly up. “Show me how you please yourself.”

Usually you would have some kind of lollipop or mint to suck on. You tapped three fingers on the wood, it was a ritual of sorts you did before starting. Then you put two fingers in your mouth, the other hand clawing your neck. Jesters eyes were full of curiosity.

You held back small wines when you squeezed your breast. When your legs spread jester could see your heat, you were just about dripping. It was astounding how you could be so wet so soon. Gently you inched down your body, clawing down your mid before reaching your clit.

You rubbed small circles into it, a shakey sigh coming from you. Slowly you dipped down but you didnt go into your heat, your finger slid against your lips. Your eyes rolled back, thats when he took action. His heel connected with your chest, “Eyes on me.”

You just about bit your fingers off. He didnt say stop, you finally slid a finger in. You took your fingers out of your mouth. His shoe rubbed into your skin, it sent you to the edge. Your eyes just about popped out of your head. Your ears folded back, breath ragged. A single moan escaped your lips as your muscles spasmed. You were panting while making eye contact when he removed his heel from you.

“Its going to be a tight fite,” Jester thought out loud. He was ontop of you, Your ears went back, heart dropped to your stomach. Your legs were lifted to his shoulders. You were in a mat press. “Now . . . you did break my rule little one, are you ready for the consequence?” Your heart was pounding in your head, you mustered the biggest puppy dog eyes you could before nodding.

Jester clicked his tongue, “That wont work on me.” He took his mask off, you didnt have time to process what you saw before you felt a sharp pain in your shoulder. You inhaled sharply before feeling another pain. It was swift and knocked the air out of you. It hurt . . . Tears streamed down your face. He was long, it felt like his head was a needle point. A loud wine came from you.

The pain in your shoulder went away, you made contact with him again. “Your doing so well, better then i anticipated.” He started pumping in you, you wanted to scream. “Hold onto my sleeves but if you tear them i will punish you.” You grabbed his puffs, shaking from pain.

After a few thrusts a different feeling took over. A small moan came from you. “Louder, I want everyone to hear you,” He snarled. You screamed and screamed but in pleasure. He was hitting you in such a good angle. Your walls squeezed him. Your voice cracked, you were so close.

“Please,” you screeched, “Please, please, please.” “Please what,” His voice was a grown. “I cant hold it, please sir.” He had said something . . . you couldnt hear him. Your vision went white, another scream came from you. This one more animalistic then before. Your walls spasmed around him as you felt him coat your walls. You let go of his sleeves. “Such an obedient pet,” He rubbed your ear, “Ill have to introduce you to the others.”

[thehorneygremlin]

To be treated like a lover

Jester

Pov: you did something reckless, jester decides to reward you after you tell him why

Warning: mdni 18+ smut, pet play, oral f receiving, monster f, blood, spanking, biting

You moved on instinct, the monsters claws shredded your shoulder and chest. It didnt go all they way through but Jester knew you were in serious trouble. “That wasnt one of yours,” it cued, “She didnt have any marking, must not have ment that much to you.” Jester delt with it quickly carrying you to the doctor.

You were lucky, it didnt get to your heart but is was less then half an inch from it. You did have broken bones, Doc was going to do everything in his power to make sure you didnt scar. You were in and out of consciousness for days. Jester sat by your side, waiting for his precious pet to come back. It didnt help that the doc had you drugged up because of the pain. Later they found out the monster poisoned you. It was hard when you were awake, you were either crying because of the pain or to out of it to talk.

Finally . . . after what seemed like forever you opened your eyes, looking at Jester. “Sir,” it was a whisper. He was by your side in a second, “Are you in pain?” You were making eye contact as you shook your head no. Such a good, obedient pet.

Doctor came out, checking on you, “She has recovered, but she does have a scar . . . do you feel any pain? Dizziness? Nausea?” “Just hungry, tired,” your voice was quiet, sentence slow. Doc took the cuffs off. Slowly you stood, taking a few steps before Jester picked you up, ripping the smock off of you. The scar was massive!

He took you to his room, forcing you to lay on your side. You staid silent, limp as you waited. A fool came with a stew, Jester took it. “Sit,” he commanded. Slowly you got up, getting on the floor as you sat on your legs. Your eyes were void as you made eye contact. Jester sighed, taking a spoonful of stew and leaning closer to you. You sipped, you wanted to take the bowl and down it but you knew that would reap consequences. He could see yours muscles tense then relax as he fed you more.

Seeing that scar was making his blood boil . . . how dare they!? How dare they mark you as if they were your mate. How dare they hurt you!? He put the food down, forcing you up and bitting the scar area. You wanted to scream, instead you whimpered. His bites were deep, painful, they would scar over but you werent in danger. Tears fell from your face, the pain was a lot. When he stopped biting you he looked at his work.

He took your face in his hands, “Why? Why step in front of me? Why hurt yourself?” “I thought that maybe if i got in the way to distract him you would have the advantage. I was scared he would kill you.” You . . . you were sacraficing yourself? He didnt need you to do that . . .

You were forced over his knee, “Dont. Ever. Do. That. Again.” With every word he slapped your butt hard. You knew you were going to bruise. “Yes sir,” You sobbed, shaking from pain. You slank back down, taking a deep breath to calm yourself.

Jester felt a pang of guilt . . . “Come up here little one,” his usual sharpness was gone. You slowly sat on the bed, wiping your tears from your face. When you sat you winced.

“You get one request.” A request was rare, he either did it because he pittied you or he felt guilty . . . you guessed the ladder. You knew what you wanted . . . the others had told you he had the longest tongue.

Your face went bright red, jester hadnt seen that color in a while. “Spit it out pet, i dont have all night.” “I want,” you could feel your words getting stuck in your throat, “I want to feel your tongue.” Jester took off his mask, “You want to be treated like a lover.”

There was a silence, your heart was beating in your head. You desperately wanted to look away. “Vary well pet . . . for tonight you may break certain rules.” He leaned in, closer to your ear, “To be clear, you may call me by my name, touch me, break eye contact, and scream.” He turned off the lights. You were picked up from your spot and placed gently on the bed. The bed shifted, you could feel him above you.

You couldnt pinpoint his face, you felt his slick muscle lick up your breast, up your neck and lingered on your lips. A gasped was all he needed to slide his tongue into your mouth and down your throat. His lips crashed into yours. His hand at your jaw. Your tongue moving in small circles against his. You couldnt breathe but you didnt care. He said you could touch him, your hands went to his chest and cheek. It felt weird to touch him.

His hair falling around you. Slowly his tongue slid out of you. You took a deep breath, feeling his mouth at your neck. He nibbled and kissed down you intil he was at your breasts. His silky hair sliding against your skin. Jester moved your legs, forcing your legs open. You were already drenched from his kiss. His wet muscle swirling around your hardening buds. You felt his finger press against your clit. “Ah.” Usually he would have to try harder to get a response like that.

He could smell your heat, it was intoxicating. As jester slid down you grabbed the sheet. The feeling of his silky hair going lower and lower driving you crazy. His tongue barely slid in you. “Jester! Jester!” His tongue plummeted into you as his hands grabbed your waist to keep you in place. In seconds you were screaming while he skilfully licked your insides. He was twisting and sliding his tongue against you with ease.

Even in the dark he could see your face contorting in pleasure. Eyes wide, pupils dilated, mouth fully open, some drool going down your mouth. Your chest heaving with every scream. He couldnt wait to put his cock inside of you. Your walls squeezed his slick muscle.

“Please,” You shreeked. Good, he thought, you paid attention. He didnt give you a response, he kept tasting you. You were like a fine wine and in this moment he couldnt get enough. You screamed his name, desperation in your voice. Your voice cracked, you were shaking. He could tell you were desperately trying to hold back your orgasm. He purposly slid against your g-spot, knowing you would release. Your body shook, back arched as you saw white. Jester felt your walls spasm.

He slid his tongue back into his mouth, before you could utter a word he was already kissing you. You could taste yourself on him. Instead of going down your throat his tongue did small circles around yours. The air was punched out of you when he unsheethes in you. He was being gentler then normal. Your muffled moans filled the air with the sound of him fucking you.

You had both hands on his back, not scraping never scraping his skin, just tracing lines. His thrusts were gentle, calculated. It drove you insane, your head was spinning when he pulled away.

Your voice hurt from screaming yet you screamed again when he hit a deep spot. “My sweet pet, I’ve never heard you so desperate, it looks good on you,” he purred. Your walls clamped on him, he grunted.

You took a deep breath, “Please jester!” Your pleading was wonderful. “Go ahead.” Another scream rippled from you, You could see stars, your body shook, water gushed from you. That had never happened before. “Mmmm, i wonder how many more times i can make you do that, “ Jester purred.

[thehorneygremlin]

Careful

Vil

Pov: vil asks you to meet, your work comes first

Warning: mdni 18+ nsfw, smut, fingering, pnin v

You were asked to meet vil in his dorm office, unfortunately he had to wait until after your performance. You were a circus act, being flung from one part of the stage to the next. You had your hair in a ponytail. Your pants and edges loose with the ponytail braided down with a few hair pins to keep it in place. Your eye makeup a smoke color with red lipstick. Your leatard was long sleeve, half black and half purple. You had on black stilettos to match, it was all covered with a black cloak.

You entered after knocking, vil always looks so good in his purple knimono uniform. His eyebrow raised as he looked over your cloak. “is this what they have you in? It needs work.” you took off the cloak, folding it before setting it aside. You scrunched your nose, vil gestured for you to approach. You did, slowly, seductivly. Of course he noticed, a slight smile on his lips when you reached him.

“Turn.” You complied, looking at the door. He looked at your hair, how the leatard laid on you. You felt his hand gently grab your butt. “acceptable.” You were pulled onto his lap. “Careful,” you purred, “I'll ruin your makeup.” "I would be more concerned with your make up dear.” Vils palm gently rubbed against your clothed clit. He knew how to rile you up. He pressed a little harder still. Your head slowly leaned onto his broad shoulder. Your breath hitching as your hand goes down, moving vils kimono aside.

You released him from his confines, wrapping your hand around him. “I forget how slippery your hands are,” vil grunted. His hand pulling the fabric to the side before sliding a finger in. It had been a while, a month or two maybe? Small moans filled the room. Your hand gently twisted at his tip, a hiss came from him. Your core was on fire, all you had wanted was vil. Both of you had been busy. “I wish there was a mirror in here,” vil sighed, “so you could see how you and I look.” You whimpered, “vil, please I need you.” “I know darling,” vils fingers slid out of you.

Slowly he lifted and turned you so you were facing him. Gravity did the rest, you slid down him. A squeek came out of you, he was long and always hit you in the right area. Your walls squeezed him. “Vil,” you sighed, your feet curled. His rhythm was slow and deep. With every thrust he hit you just right. You tried to stay quiet but with him deep in your core like that? He grabbed your hips, forcing you down on him. Your eyes rolled back in your head, he knew you were on the edge. He thrusted just a little harder.

Your walls spasmed, muscles lost control. Your vision went white, you felt water. Seeping out. Vil pulled out feeling your water on his tip.