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Heat haze ft Morax + fem!bunny adeptus!reader

cw/tags: heat/mating cycles, marathon sex, overstimulation, dirty talk, breeding kink, praise kink, creampie, sex toy, improper use of geo (lmao), Morax has a dragon penis, pet names, fucked stupid, reader calls Morax "My Lord" and Morax calls her "my child", power play??

notes: Pure self-indulgent filth <3 I love the concept of heats in general and though on applying that to adepti, then I remembered it's bunny year so why not... apparently there is a bunny in chinese mythology called the "Jade Rabbit" who serves the Moon Goddess soooo. Anyway. Breeding kink goes brrrrrr.

“M-my lord... I’m sorry I’m ah-” You gulp and try to breathe through your mouth, fingers clenching and unclenching trying to regain some semblance of stability. “I’m not feeling very… well”

Shameful. Lord Morax came to see you, probably talk about important matters regarding this year’s crops and yet-

“Is this your first heat alone?”

Your eyes widen and your cheeks burn, on instinct you look up panicked as your long ears stiffen in shock but just as quickly you avert your gaze, unable to look at him in the face at the revelation, and to avoid staring at his regal visage, fearful of your own reactions if you were to do so.

Oh he knows. He knows. Of course he knows. As much as you tried to suppress it your scent is probably dripping with want, especially when your thoughts were spiraling out of control mere minutes ago. Being an adeptus in heat is hard enough, but as a Jade Rabbit… it was especially hard on you.

You blink heavily, dumbly, your brain can’t keep up with all the emotions right now. You feel lightheaded but still manage to force out an answer. “N-No… no, I’m… used to it.”

Morax tilts his head and the light catches on his majestic antlers making them glow, and you find it impossible not to look “Of course.” He nods, still keeping immaculate composure. “But haven’t you found a mate yet?”

A mate. Your rabbit ears droop. Ever since you vowed to serve Lord Morax you never had time for such things, with the on-going war and protecting the humans, even as a non-combatant adeptus your duties were many. Agricultural care and development, medical support, logistics… you never had it in you to find a mate. You were devoted to your contract, and, to Lord Morax himself.

“I’m… I haven’t found the r-right one yet…” You mumble, hugging yourself and rubbing at your arm nervously in an attempt to mimic something.

“Oh my child, I’m sorry.” Morax approaches you and tentatively cups your cheek, fingers barely caressing your jaw, the touch is fleeting yet electric.

His hand is warm.

You unconsciously lean into the touch.

And he smells so good, so good.

“I could assist you, if you would allow it.”

You immediately flinch back at the words.

“W-what?!”

Morax simply blinks at you and crosses his arms, putting some distance between you two again. “I apologize if my advances are unwelcome.”

“No my lord it’s n-not that.” You can’t help but stare at his strong biceps, blackened skin accented by fine gold linings…

You try to control your breathing and think! Rationally!!

But still, you’re curious. What would it be like? To feel your God’s scent, your God’s touch, your God’s co-

You quickly shake your head. No, no! That’s indecent, scandalous! You’re not worthy, that’s…

“It’s okay, my child.”

The warm touch is back, hands placed at your shoulders, grounding you, stabilizing you. A shiver runs down your spine yet it doesn’t freeze you on the spot, rather it feels…

Tender.

You stare up at him and this time hold your gaze. He’s handsome and his eyes are the purest brightest molten gold you've ever seen, the bright diamond pupils mesmerizing.

You whine and rub your thighs together on instinct.

“My Lord… p-please…”

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“Ha-aahh… f-faster, please my Lord please- Ah-! Faster!”

You’re reduced to a babbling, moaning, drooling mess as you lay on golden silk sheets. Head down ass up, your arms have long since given up supporting you and your thighs tremble as Morax rams into your dripping wet pussy over and over and over again.

He lets out a low chuckle “So tight…” He whispers, voice deep and raspy with sex haze, the scent of your heat spurring him on and causing his own illuminated beast features to manifest, such as his powerful tail undulating behind him. “You’re practically dripping all over the place, and yet you take me so well…” his breath stutters with another snap of his hips and all you can do is moan loudly, mind foggy with need.

“Oh…” You gasp. “Oh.”

Without pause, he’s slamming into you repeatedly, pulling you down on his perfect thick cock and fucking fast methodical thrusts into you wet hole, aiming for a certain spot that has you seeing stars once he finds it.

“Ah! Ah… Ah!” Your voice barely registers through your own lust-hazed mind. Tears prickling at the corner of your eyes from the rapid buildup in your lower abdomen. You’ve lost count of how many times you’ve already came, your juices coating your inner thighs and soiling the precious silken sheets. Not that he seems to mind. “O-Oh… Ohhhh. My Lord… M-Morax…”

You’re pretty sure your God has ruined you for anyone else. No mortal or immortal would ever be able to compare to his divine cock, deliciously thick and filling, the dragon shaft lined with small ridges that rub just right against your insides and so utterly big you swear you can feel a slight bump on your navel every time he bottoms out.

You keen and whine when his strong clawed hands pull at your hips. Seems like your legs are also giving up on you so he holds you in place instead. And you love it. His musky scent. His smooth deep voice. His unfaltering stamina.

The Prime of the Adepti. A strong and virile dragon.

And he chose to mate you.

Suddenly you feel him drape over your back, his larger frame practically caging you, pressing against you until his chest meets your sweaty back and you feel his ragged breath against your neck, scenting you and your heat pheromones before sharp fangs graze your tender skin.

You moan and your pussy clamps down on him. You are so close….

“You feel amazing.” He growls. “So good... s-so good for me.”

You buck your hips up to him, clumsily meeting his thrusts as your small fluffy tail twitches. “Nnngh!”

You feel him bite at your shoulder and the sharp jolt of pain is enough to send you spiraling into another climax, moaning high-pitched and gripping him tighter inside you even as he fucked into your slick warmth. Despite the orgasm he shows no signs of slowing down, so neither do you, as the unbearable heat continues to burn inside you, an itch you can’t quite scratch. His hands reach out for your skin, caressing your soft breasts and marveling at how beautifully they fit into his hands. He rubs circles into one of your nipples before pinching it lightly and is rewarded with another high keen and a spasm around his cock.

“P-Please… please… I need it. Please-” You pant, voice laced with desperation, your nails digging into the bedsheets.

“What do you want?” Morax asks, nosing at your neck and lapping at the reddened bite mark he branded into your skin. “Tell me what you need, little one.”

“Breed me!” You choke out “F-Fill me up Lord Morax, I need you to… fuck m-me full, pleasepleaseplease-”

And how could he deny such a sweet plea? Morax redoubles his efforts, panting with exertion and pushing harder, faster, deeper. Shrill little gasps escaping you as your mind goes blank from the pleasure.

“Hah- I’ll breed you properly… mhh… fill you up.” He pants, his pace getting sloppier, his tail trashing wildly, you feel him twitch inside you. “You’re all mine. Mine to take… to fuck, to own, to breed-”

Morax’s breath hitches and he lets out a choked groan, spilling his load inside you in thick creamy spurts as you keen and squirm under him, too fucked stupid for words. You coo happily as the heat under your skin finally abates and you feel full, so full of his seed.

His grip loosens as his hips gradually slow down, head hung low as he catches his breath, his cock occasionally twitching inside you until it eventually softens. He gently pulls out admiring the way your pussy clenches on him, the way your legs shake, weakly trying to lock him there, keep him inside you. The drag and pull of his thick cockhead over your sensitive insides making you keen and whimper from its abuse until your pliant body falls onto the sheets, whining pitifully when you feel his slick seed dribble out of your swollen pussy. You try to close your legs and weakly paw at your core.

No, no, no… it’s supposed to stay inside. Lord Morax’s precious cum-

You squeak as you feel something smooth and solid press against your pussy lips.

“Shhh my dear, shhh.” He coos at you, deep voice soothing your frazzled nerves. “This is just a little something to keep it in, to keep you full.” He pushes gently, working what you now realize was a cor lapis plug into your body. You made another whimpering noise as your lips parted for the toy he’d created for you. Red, puffy pussy folds spread open as they did for his cock, taking the tip before he worked the rest until it finally sunk in, lewdly resting against your opening, a glittering orange gemstone keeping you full. “There, nice and snug, do you like it?”

Your only answer is a little chirp, your eyes half-lidded as your body relaxes.  

“Such a good little bunny. You were so good to me my child, so good.” You smile drowsily at the praise, cooing at him as his hand pets your hair and scratches your fuzzy ear. He kisses at your shoulder and starts softly massaging your aching limbs “You were beautiful. You did so well, you took me so perfectly…”

You lean into his touch, curling up to his body, both of you still damp with sweat and other fluids. Resting for now until another wave of neediness hits you.

You both knew your heat would last at least other 4 days…

You idly wonder if by the end of the week you would be honored with carrying his offspring.

😳😳😳😳😳

cw: monsterfucking, noncon, breeding, knotting, tummy bulging, cervix fucking

Absolutely nasty thought… hiking into the forest to do some yoga cuz nature is relaxing and the most aesthetic thing to be surrounded by while doing an equally relaxing activity. You roll your mat out on a small clearing and start with breathing exercises. Then you move on to stretching and actually poses, too focused to be aware of the creature slowly stalking your way through the bushes, cautious footsteps too faint for the distracted mind hear to hear.

You bend forward to do the downward dog, breathing in time to your core muscles tightening, holding the pose and counting down in your brain- only to lose track of it when you see a pair of paws behind you, long fluffy trail swiping the grass blades behind them.

There’s a tight grip on your hip. Then a loud ripping sound- leggings and panties torn off right at the middle and exposing your mound to the cool air, your sharp gasp drowned out by a low growl.

“Already presenting, human?” Wolf Bakugou licks at his fangs, already salivating at the whiff of your scent mixed with a dash of fear and humping his fat cock between your folds, tiny little squeal jolted out of you. “As if I’d ignore such an enticing offer.”

A few more grinds spreading his pre all over you, wolf Bakugou bucks forward to the tip of his dick into you and you’re clawing at your training mat when the bulbous head pops into your pussy, wide eyes glossing over because nothing has ever stretched you this wide. Your calves burn from the holding yourself on your tip toes and your walls are shoved apart to take more of such a monstrous cock, a pull on your hips slapping you back on the feral wolf, electricity zipping up your spine as you’re lazily rocked back and forward on his shaft.

“So damn small.” Wolf Bakugou snarls, watching where the two of you connect, instincts going wild the more his dick comes out slicked up and sticky before shedding himself halfway in. “‘M already bumping on the top of your cunt, human. You’ll need to give me more space than that to have my pup.”

“P-pups?” You drawl out, brain going numb at the pleasure too quickly, and your forced on all fours when Wolf Bakugou lays his chest on your back, let’s you gauge how gigantic he really is above you as his strong, scarred arms lock under you. Wet and slick slaps echo in the air when he suddenly starts fucking you relentlessly, like the dog he is, a brisk and deep pace that makes your pussy froth and shut around him.

“Yeah- pups.” Wolf Bakugou whispers in your ear, nips at the lobe and at your neck and down to your exposed shoulder from your sports bra. “Gonna plug you up with my knot and fill you so full of cum. It’ll catch just right, make you get all round and heavy with my pups.” He drills into so roughly that that you’re jerked forward nearly every time, only locked in place by his arms, and your eyes cross at the top of your head from the drag of his dick inside yo. “A pretty pussy like this deserves to be bred; you’re gonna take all I give.”

“T-too…!” You slur at Wolf Bakugou sitting on his haunches and humping up to every drag of your body down on his cock, swollen base tapping on your soaked folds. “‘S too much! Feel like ‘m gonna b-burst!”

“You’ll be fine.” He lays you back on his shoulders, slobbering and grazing his fangs on yours as you hug back around his neck like your life depended on it. “You’re cunt is small but I’ll make it fit. You’re gonna fit real nice around my knot.”

There’s a dopey and delirious smile on your face, tongue lolled out to drool all over yourself because of Wolf Bakugou bumping on your cervix, bullying it for more space a sucking a soft kiss on his cockhead every time. You don’t even register the slew of curses he growls out by your ear as you come, your pussy stuttering out an intense orgasm that gushes your slick down his growling knot and heavy balls.

“Fuuuck, that’s it, suck me up deeper, let’s make my seed catch, human.” Wolf Bakugou’s animalistic grin is pressed by the side of your face as he stares down at your tummy, center of your pelvic bulging out from his thrusts. He drops you down hard and his tip pops past the tight pucker of your cervix, knot popping into your hole at the same time.

You splutter to the air from the double stretch, eyes rolled back to your brain and salty tears on your hot cheeks, an even hotter sensation flooding into you as thick, gooey cum bloats your tummy bigger and bigger, nearly dropping it to your spasming thighs, not a single drop blurbed out with the big knot plugging your pussy shut. Wolf Bakugou howls up at the sky, lost in his own high from finally breeding you and feeling you both sucking and pushing him him out.

He’s quick enough to hold you close when your body goes slack, chest rising and falling in short, gasped breaths, lashes fluttering over unfocused eyes, completely fucked out and unconscious to feel possessive licks and kisses all over your tear stained cheeks, telling you how good you were, taking all of him like that, and how your pups are gonna be really cute like their mama.

Honestly, Wolf Bakugou is already impatient for the first litter to come out so he can fuck you like this again.

Now this is romantic!!乁( . ര ʖ̯ ര . )ㄏ乁 ˘ o ˘ ㄏ乁║ ˙ 益 ˙ ║ㄏ¯\_(☯෴☯)_/¯¯\_〳 •̀ o •́ 〵_/¯

Just one more time

Pairings: Di! Leon x fem reader

Wc: 6.2k

Summary: Your ex husband want to have his family life again, he needs it.

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, mentions of alcoholism, exes to lovers(I guess).

Notes: this man have a choke hold on me, isn't even healthy anymore 😭😭

Today was another weekend like any other. Your youngest daughter was going to stay with her father, your ex-husband, Leon. He had already come to pick her up at your apartment and consequently took the little one to his house, as usual.

For now, you were getting ready cautiously, as you didn't have much free time, you decided that today you would go out with some friends, to relax and have fun, after all you needed it.

So you looked at yourself in the large bedroom mirror, admiring yourself in that tight red dress, which highlighted your curves in a gentle but incredibly sexy way. Your hair was tidy, loose, free in the wind, but with not a single strand out of place. Just as you took care of your make-up, you did it with all possible care, from eyeliner to lipstick, all the accessories you put on, which enhanced your beauty even more.

And there you were, admiring yourself in that mirror, turning around and around, it was just a hang out with your friends, of course, but it was the first time you'd given yourself a chance to go out since the end of your marriage to Leon, so it was an important night, to say the least.

Finally, you wore the cologne you always used, and the scent permeated the room and your clothes, sweet and warm, just like you.

One last look, and you were ready. Beautiful, stunning, as usual.

And then you heard a 'ding dong', at this point, you thought it was one of your friends, who had arrived earlier to pick you up? Maybe.

You leave your room and go to the door, but your expectation that it was one of your friends ends at the same moment that you hear a child's cry, which was all too familiar.

As soon as you open the door, you find Leon, staring at you a little blankly as he comforts the little girl, your daughter, who is crying inconsolably in his arms.

"Oh... I'm sorry... I know it was my weekend with her. But ever since I took her, she hasn't stopped crying. She wants to be with you." Leon says, his voice calm and low, as he rocks the little one gently, murmuring sweet words to calm her down.

"No problem, come in."  You offer, and he accepts without a second thought.

You quickly closed the door and turned your attention to the little girl, who was sobbing in Leon's arms.

"Princess, do you want to come into Mommy's arms?" You ask the little girl gently while stroking her brown hair.

The little girl nodded eagerly, raising her little hands for you to take her from Leon's arms.

And so you did, cradling her in your arms, as if her life depended on it. Leon had a worried, even sad look on his face. He didn't need to say anything for you to understand that he felt bad that he hadn't managed to make things go back to the way they were before.

"I don't want to go with Daddy anymore." The little girl whispered, her sobs muffled by the fact that she was buried in your shoulders, crying harder than you expected.

The phrase made Leon's heart bleed, God, how bad it felt to hear it from his own daughter. The words came out slurred from the little girl's mouth, but deep down, that's how she really felt.

"My darling, you know that just as mommy loves you, Daddy loves you too, mh?" You tried to console the little girl by saying these beautiful words, which meant everything, because it was the purest truth.

Leon didn't need to say anything. You knew he was trying to hold back his tears at that moment. You didn't even need to look at him to know.

He hated to think that as well as losing you, he could lose his little girl. And he couldn't deal with that thought. It was too much for him.

He couldn't lose the two people he loved most in the world like that. No, it was too much for him to bear.

The little girl just replied with a simple 'mhm mhm', her sobs had subsided, and she seemed to be calmer now, even though she was still crying.

Leon sneaked up to her, gently stroking her little head, running his fingers through her hair, gently caressing her. He didn't dare speak. He just admired how calm the little girl was in her mother's arms, and he wondered if one day he could give her the same comfort. If he could be a safe haven for her, just as you were.

And he couldn't help but notice how much like you the little girl was, her face was exactly like yours, she had her father's blue eyes, she was beautiful like you, her dark hair was just like her father's. But still, Leon always saw that she was just like you. But even so, Leon always saw a little piece of you in her, and he thought that was one of the most beautiful things in his life.

He let himself hold her little hand and gently stroked it with his thumb. Although his gaze was fixed on the little one, from time to time, he looked at you.

"I want to sleep in your room, Mommy." The little girl whispered, her voice was shaky, but she seemed calmer.

"Of course, sweetheart." You said gently, smiling at her as you carried her in your arms.

Leon followed silently, following your every step all the way to your room, feeling a little more relieved that your daughter wasn't crying anymore, at least.

You reached your bedroom, where you gently laid the little one on the bed, wrapping her in the covers, making her very cozy.

You lay down next to her, propping yourself up with one of your elbows, your other hand stroking her hair. You signaled Leon to sit on the bed, which he did.

And there you were, comforting the little one until she fell asleep. And so it happened, ten or fifteen minutes later she fell asleep, and from the way she let out little snores from time to time, she wasn't going to wake up any time soon.

There was silence, nothing but the little one's breathing, along with the two of you.

A few minutes later, Leon clears his throat, plucking up the courage to speak.

"Can we talk?" He looks at you with those blue eyes that, behind their kindness, ooze genuine sadness.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" You ask softly, staring back at him.

He shook his head, running one hand through his hair, "No. Nothing's happened, I just want to talk to you. Can we?" You knew him too well, and you could tell for sure that although he wanted to appear confident, he was apprehensive.

"Sure, let's go to the kitchen. I can make us both some coffee." You give him a gentle smile, even though you already had some idea of where this conversation was going.

He nods, gets out of bed, and follows you into the kitchen. The walk was silent, nothing but your footsteps coming down the stairs, and consequently walking down the corridor to the kitchen.

Leon takes the liberty of sitting down at the table, smoothing his temple in an attempt to calm himself down a little.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" You ask nonchalantly, picking up the ingredients to make the coffee.

"Us. I want to talk about us." As expected of Leon, he didn't go round in circles. He said what he needed to, and that was that. And it would be no different now.

You look at him, not angrily, much less upset. But intrigued, did he still have feelings? Even after all these months?

You don't answer him. You just start preparing the coffee, and then he says it again, "I miss you. I still have feelings. I still love you." And he didn't expect you to answer him, let alone throw yourself into his embrace as if nothing had happened. He just wanted to open his heart to you.

He followed your figure with his gaze, admiring your silhouette in the kitchen, seeing how beautiful you were. How perfect you looked that night.

"That dress..." He murmured, looking you up and down once again.

You look at him with a little smile, looking at the dress too, "It was a present from you, you gave it to me for my birthday, remember?"

He nods with a slight smile, as if he has a pleasant memory about it.

"I remember you loved it when you saw it. You looked like a little child when you saw it in the vitrine." He says with amusement in his voice.

You can't help but giggle, "And when it was later that day, you arrived in the dress. I remember that night so well."

And he smiled, a genuine smile this time, "Me too, your joy is one of the most striking things in my memory."

You smiled back as you poured the coffee into the mugs, carefully carrying them to the table where he stood.

"Thanks." He murmurs, holding the mug in his hands.

You nodded, sitting down next to him and taking a sip of coffee.

And you stopped to notice him, his neat hair, the perfume he always wore. His shirt, along with his jacket and baggy pants. As always, he didn't stop being handsome for a single second.

Plus, you couldn't help but notice the dark circles under his eyes and the slightly tired expression he had.

Your eyes wander to a small cut on his face, and you ask, "Another mission?"

He nods silently, taking another sip of his coffee.

"Do you think... we could try again?" He asks gently, but without looking at you.

You sigh, running your hands through your hair, before saying, "I don't know Leon... Things are complicated between us. Your work, your problems with alcohol. And it's just... complicated..."

He looks at you, those blue eyes that take your breath away every time that you could spend all day looking into.

"I know... I know I screwed everything up..." He admits between sighs.

You put your hand over his in a gesture of affection.

His eyes lit up, and he smiled.

"You know... I've been trying to change... I'm slowly cutting down on alcohol. Really... besides, I've been taking a break from work." And he seemed sincere. You had no reason to doubt him.

"That's good. That's great for you." A real smile appeared on your face, even though you had heard this phrase a few times before.

"I feel lonely without you." He finally says, sensitive words coming out in a whisper.

And in fact, it wasn't a lie. It was a reality. He said it from the bottom of his soul, from the bottom of his heart. You were his rock, the person he could share all the secrets, all the missions, all the shit that happened in his life. A confidant, who he could tell everything, and he wouldn't be judged. On the contrary, you would welcome him into your embrace, caressing him and advising him. Doing your best to make him feel safe, secure, so that finally, if only for a brief moment, he could just be Leon.

Without having to be the cool, cold, strategizing agent, no, with you, he was just Leon, and he just loved that.

He could be himself. He felt like that young man before things happened in Raccoon City, a normal man, with the woman he loved and the fruit of their love, a beautiful little girl.

With you, he felt free, to cry, to smile, to complain. For everything, he didn't have to fear, because you were a joy to him, you were what kept him sane every time he came home from those damn missions, every time he woke up in the morning, he couldn't wait to see your face beside him. Just to see you, sleeping like an angel next to him.

And you knew all this. You knew how lonely he felt, how closed off he could become. But you always found a way, a way for him to open up to you and trust you even more.

"I know... I know..." Was the only thing you could say because you also felt bad about the situation. How could you not? You had been hurt just as much as he had in this relationship.

"I know I made a mistake, I know. And I blame myself every day for it, but I wanted a chance. We can try, we can be a family again." This time, he intertwined his fingers with yours, holding your hand tightly.

You find yourself staring at the now empty coffee mug. The gentle rain was falling outside, and from time to time, you could hear the drops falling on the window.

For some reason, this comfortable climate reminded you of when the two of you would lie on the sofa and watch a movie cuddling. As if nothing else mattered. And you missed it so much now.

You face him, plucking up the courage to say, "What if it's all the same? What if our relationship ends the same way?"

They were fair questions. After all, despite being a man of his word, Leon might not keep his word. At the end of the day, he was a human being like any other, and he could make mistakes just the same.

He was quick to squeeze your hand and gently planted a kiss on your palm, "I swear, I promise you it will be different. I've changed, I'm trying my best to be a good father to our daughter. Just as if you let me, I want to be a better husband."

And that was enough to make your heart skip beats. You wanted to throw yourself into his arms, hug him, kiss him madly, as if nothing else mattered.

But your mind said no, but your heart screamed and cried out for him. How could you ignore him? He was the man you loved, right there, willing to try again.

"Leon... I don't know... it's not that I don't trust you, I just... get apprehensive, you know?" And you were being honest, but you still didn't have the courage to face him. And once again, you find yourself staring at the empty mug, looking for any other distraction.

"I know, I'm not asking you to forgive me now. You can take as long as you like, but all I'm asking is that you think. I want another chance, just this once." His voice was clear, full of affection.

And again, your body betrays you. You surrender to his words, an almost indiscreet smile appears on your face, God, you wanted him so much. Just as he wanted you.

There's no explanation, you're made for each other, you're soul mates, there's no other reason.

Those blue eyes, scanning you, looking for any sign, any little sign.

And as a way of trying to lighten the mood, you took your mug and his and washed them.

And for a moment, his eyes grew sad. He didn't want to let go of your hand, let alone have you move away from him.

He sighed audibly, leaning back a little more in his chair. His eyes didn't stop following you for a single minute.

A few minutes after washing the mugs, you lean against the sink, cross your arms, and look at Leon with a discreet smile. You're trying to find the right words to say to him.

"You can..." You stop talking mid-sentence, your eyes roaming around the kitchen nervously.

And that was more than enough to catch his attention, who approached you, standing in front of you.

"What? Do you want to tell me something?" Leon asks, with a clear tone of curiosity in his voice.

You smiled a little shyly, feeling like a silly young girl at the moment, "Can you sleep here?"

And that seemed to take him by surprise, but not in a bad way. It didn't take long for a broad smile to appear on his face, as if you had just given him news that would brighten his night, and indeed it would.

"Sure, sure, whatever you say." He gently takes both your hands, caresses them, and plants a kiss on each.

You giggled, letting yourself be carried away by the moment. Meanwhile, the rain was getting worse outside, and the weather was getting a little worse outside, but that only made it more comfortable inside your house.

"So... shall I take you to your room? It's getting late." Leon tells you, but you both know it's just another excuse for you to cuddle and spend at least one night together.

"Yes... we can go there." You take his hand, gently guiding him to your room.

However, he stops you, soon carrying you in his arms. Carrying you in a bridal style.

"Leon... you don't have to..." You whispered, but it was clear that you loved being cuddled like this in his arms.

"I want to, please. I want to feel you in my arms." And he gave you a light kiss on the forehead, snuggling you even closer into his arms.

And you never ceased to be impressed by him, the way he carried you so easily, even when you were pregnant, he carried you as if you were just a feather.

And to be honest, he loved it, loved how lovely you felt in his arms, how safe he made you feel.

After a while, you both arrive in the bedroom, only to see your daughter sleeping peacefully in your bed. She looked like a little angel.

"I'm taking her to her room." Leon whispers to you as he gently sets you down.

And soon he too carried the little girl up to her room, not taking long to return. And as soon as he walked back into your room and saw your figure sitting on the bed, looking at him with that adorable smile, he couldn't help but let a sly grin escape.

In the blink of an eye, there he was, embracing you as he gently laid you down on the bed, holding you tightly in his arms.

"You have no idea how much I miss you..." A muffled voice comes from Leon's lips as he rests his head on your chest.

And you start playing with his hair, stroking it from time to time.

"I know... I miss you too, Lee..." And his heart fluttered when you called him that, the nickname you gave him yourself, and he loved it every time you called him that.

He squeezed you tighter, grabbing your waist and pulling you to him. Not in a rough way, but strong enough to hold you in place. And on that cold night, you felt that your bed was warm, and more than that, it was cozy, inviting. And that's just because Leon was there, that's all. He had that effect, that effect on you, if the two of you were together, even the worst of situations became tolerable.

"You don't know how self-controlled I am. All I want to do is kiss you, you're stunning tonight." And you could feel his fingers moving gently on your hips, making little circles.

You giggled again, "I think I can imagine."

He smiled along with you, starting to kiss and nibble your neck affectionately, without rushing, just doing it passionately.

You let out a heavy breath, clinging tighter to him. At this point, your heart was pounding. You felt like a teenager again, feeling silly and youthful.

And in an even gentle way, he began to caress your thighs, giving them light squeezes.

While he was still kissing and nibbling on your neck, which gradually became more intense.

"That's good, Lee..." You let out a slight gasp, which was basically music to his ears.

"I know, babe. I know." His teeth drag across your skin, a sensation that could easily give you goosebumps.

His hand went under your dress, giving him the opportunity to caress your bare skin, which made him even more aroused.

And you let a soft moan escape from your lips, as soon as you felt his warm hands touch your thighs. And you realized how much you missed him, how much you missed his touch and his love, and of course, so did he.

And slowly, he began to move upwards with his mouth, going all over your neck until he reached your jaw, leaving a trail of kisses. Soon, he was on your cheeks, and finally, pressing a hot, passionate kiss to your lips.

The way you two kissed, while romantic, could be considered thirsty because you wasted no time in sliding your tongues into each other's mouths, deepening the kiss quickly. As if the two of you couldn't wait another second.

"Fuck... I've missed you so much." He says in a husky voice, his thumb rubbing your lower lip affectionately.

And frankly, the way you looked at him, the way your lips were parted and you were gasping for breath, was enough to fill his body with lust.

And once again he captures your lips in a sensual kiss, now beginning to squeeze the soft flesh of your ass, pushing you even harder against him.

"Leon..." You moan into his lips, letting him squeeze and caress your body however he wants.

He gives you a little smile, biting your bottom lip in response.

"I'll make it worth your while, don't worry." He whispers, now he's playing with the flaps of your panties, gently caressing your soft skin.

And you took the liberty of sliding your hands under his shirt, feeling his strong, chiseled chest. Your fingers explored every corner, as if for the first time, and you could bet he was enjoying it, the way he let out sweet whispers against your lips.

And he broke away from you for a moment, only to remove his shirt and jacket, making you salivate at the privileged view of his chest.

"You know I love it when you look at me like that, don't you?" He teases, as he watches you bite your lower lip.

You sit on the bed, leaning on his waist as you kiss and lick his chest, just the way he loved it.

And you can see the lust shining in his eyes, a fervor that wouldn't cease any time soon. He put one hand in your hair, smoothing it while saying sweet words of encouragement, because more than anything he wanted you to continue.

And slowly you reached for his belt, and you could already see the bulge forming in his pants, and you used your fingers to caress the spot, eliciting a soft grunt from him.

And there you were again, giving him soft, gentle kisses over the bulge in his pants, just as a way of teasing him even more, and he seemed to be enjoying it, as his hips trembled from time to time.

And when you finally removed his belt and unbuttoned his pants, leaving him with just his boxers. He took a deep breath, in a way to contain himself, to regain his composure.

"No... no, darling." With a slight push, he lifts your face, making you look at him, you had a confused expression, then asked, "Don't you want to?"

He smiles and nods, "I want it more than anything, but tonight, tonight I'm going to pamper you. I'm going to pamper you from head to toe."

And with that he lays you back on the bed, standing over you and whispering sweet words, "Tonight I'm going to make my redemption. For making you feel alone in this marriage," he begins to kiss your cheeks, pressing your body against him.

"Tonight I'm going to show you how loved and adored you are by me, understand? I'm going to do what I should have done at our marriage."

And with that, he kissed your entire face, your cheeks, forehead, lips, nose, every corner of your face.

His hands danced all over your body, caressing and squeezing, massaging every tense spot on your body. He wanted you to be completely relaxed because he was going to take care of you tonight.

You just nodded, letting yourself be carried away by him, letting him take complete control of the situation because at the end of the day, you didn't give a damn. You needed it as much as he did.

He pulled your dress up to your waist, and you felt the cold air hit your bare skin, but it soon passed when you felt his big, warm hands on your thighs. Massaging each spot, kissing and nibbling lightly, and drawing moans from your lips.

"God... you're going to ruin me like this," You teased, looking at him with a playful smile.

But his naughty grin was the perfect response, "That's my intention, baby."

And a lovely sound falls from your mouth as his fingers barely touch your wet surface, and you can feel your soaked panties.

He kissed and nibbled your inner thighs, dragging his tongue there from time to time, keeping one hand on your hips, to steady you, and the other stroking your core over the cheap fabric of your panties.

Involuntarily, your hips began to move against his hand, desperately seeking more friction.

"My pretty girl, are you that wet? Just for a few touches, mh?" He teases, sliding your panties aside with one of his fingers, threatening to put it inside, the tip of his finger caressing your entrance.

"Mhmm..." You whimpered, looking at him with a sly face, almost begging him to continue.

And he giggled, sliding your panties down between your legs, taking them off and throwing them in a corner of the room.

And there was that vision of paradise in his eyes, your pussy wet, dripping, all because of him.

He just laughed again, shaking his head, "You know damn well I can't resist you." And without giving you a choice, he buried his head between your legs, holding you firmly by the hips, preventing you from squirming.

"Leon.. God." You moaned shyly, feeling him give you sloppy kisses all over your intimate area, sliding his tongue around the spot, making you even more excited.

"My baby is always so wet for me, always ready for me. You're a naughty girl, but I can't complain." He smiles, sliding his tongue into your center, almost starting to enter your entrance.

You gasp, your body arching at the delicious sensation of his hot muscle working on your needy cunt.

With his thumb he stroked your clit, making circular movements, calm and firm, he knew exactly where to touch you.

"Fuck... Leon..." You whined, putting one of your hands on his head, pushing him towards you.

He grunted, but didn't complain. On the contrary, he grabbed onto your legs and started fucking you with his tongue, without the slightest mercy.

"Holy shit, oh... oh..." You moaned audibly, thrusting your hips against his lips looking for more contact, as if that were possible.

You felt so close, head empty and heavy, body hot and bothered. You were close, but so close. And he didn't help either, he ate you like a caged animal that hadn't had a meal in months.

"Cum on my tongue, go on. Do it for me," and once again he planted lazy kisses on your intimate area, licking and kissing, not stopping to caress your clit for a second.

And to finish, he pinched lightly on your clit, dragging his tongue all over your pussy, which was enough for you to moan his name out loud, pushing him against you even more. Your thighs pressed against his head, and he loved it.

He loved it when you held him like this, giving him the opportunity to continue kissing you after orgasm.

"Oh...oh... God." You whispered, your lips parted as you breathed heavily, your body trembling and sweaty. The sensation was too good, impossible to regain consciousness that quickly.

"Good girl, you taste fucking good, you know that, don't you?" Leon says, licking his lips and wiping his fingers, licking slowly to feel the sweetness he loved so much.

You smile at him, still catching your breath from the intense orgasm. And before he did anything else, he finished taking off your dress, taking off your bra with it.

And now you were completely exposed to him, and you could see that gleam in his eye, an unusual hard-on, which he only felt for you. Only you.

Without wasting much time, he removes his boxers, and his member almost jumps out. Hard and ready, with a little of pre-cum running down the head of his dick.

"You're perfect, just perfect." He murmurs to you, looking your naked body up and down, masturbating at the sight.

"Be good to me and spread those beautiful legs, mh? Can you spread them for me, princess?" And as if it were an order you obeyed, spreading your legs and giving him the perfect angle.

"Yes, good girl." He pressed your knees together, directing them towards your chest, slowly fitting himself into you.

And it worked like magic. He positioned himself between your legs, stroking his member before putting it into you, little by little, centimeter by centimeter.

You both moaned as you felt him go all the way in, stretching your tight, velvety walls.

Soon, he was all the way in, leaning some of his weight on you, holding onto his elbows, while you wrapped your legs around his hips, preventing him from moving away.

"Fuck, I've already put a baby in you, and you're still this tight," He growled in your ear, starting to thrust harder.

And all you could do was mumble things here and there, most of which made no sense. You had no control over yourself at this point, you just wanted to surrender to him, and that's what you did.

Skin colliding with skin, you scratching his back as his name kept escaping your lips, and he whispered sweet nothings in your ear.

And he'd leave you whimpering loudly as soon as he hit one of your sweet spots, the way he'd hit that spot, he knew all your weaknesses, when he could and couldn't touch, what it's like when to touch, he knew perfectly.

"What about these tits here?" He teases, while with one hand, he caresses and plays with your nipples. Stretching between his fingers, it was a little uncomfortable, but it was good in a way.

"Ohh..mhmm.." All you could say was as soon as he put his warm mouth on your right breast, and his hand caressed and massaged the left one.

His tongue curled around your nipple as he sucked on your breast like there was no tomorrow, and it was sure to leave a mark the next day.

All you could hear in that room was the moans of pleasure, the bodies crashing against each other.

And with a 'pop' noise, he removed his mouth from your breast. Smiling at you in a cheeky way, seeing how surrendered to him you were.

"You're close, aren't you? Why don't you act like a good girl and cum for me, Hm?" And God, those words could get you off the ground in a matter of seconds.

As a way of stimulating you further, he starts massaging your clit in circles, helping you reach your limit even more.

"Leon... ahhh. Leon." You moaned desperately, nails digging into his back, legs wrapped around him as a way of holding on even tighter. You can be sure that tomorrow those nail marks would be clearly visible on his back.

"Yeah, come on, fuck - if you keep squeezing me like that, I'm going to cum too." He grunted, grinding his hips into you.

He was losing himself more and more, your pussy squeezing him tighter and tighter, and you could feel his cock twitching in you, more and more.

"Mhm.. Leon, I'm gonna cum." You murmured, feeling your body go further with his touches.

As a quick response, he started thrusting even faster, his cock slamming into your deepest places, hitting your g-spot again and again.

And there you go, your head goes blank, your body writhes and you let out a loud moan, calling out his name. Your body arched sharply, crashing into Leon's chest. I don't even need to tell you what a mess you've made of his cock, your fluids making it even wetter.

All he did was give you a satisfied smile, crushing his lips against yours, giving you a hot, sloppy kiss.

And now he pressed your legs against your chest, putting you in a mating press. Smashing his cock into you, hard and deep, he was searching for his own limit. And it certainly wouldn't be long because of the way you held him, your warm, wet walls sucking him inside, like the most impure image in the world.

And with one final thrust he finished inside, letting moans and grunts of pleasure come from his lips. And there was the scene, he filled you with his cum, which was deep inside you. And it was a strangely good feeling, you felt full when it happened.

And as soon as he'd finished, he lay on top of you, crushing you with his weight, but he was still holding on so he wouldn't fall all over you.

And there you both were, covered in a thin layer of sweat, panting and bodies glued together, still connected in the most intimate way possible.

"I fucking love you. Do you hear me?" he whispers, looking at you with the gentlest, most adoring eyes.

You smile, a tired but satisfied smile, "I know, I love you too." Sincere and simple words that came out of you, but that left him in a state of ecstasy.

He was quick to bring your lips together in a passionate kiss, embracing you gently.

That's what he wanted to hear, he needed reassurance, reassurance that he could try again. That he could win you back again, and he wouldn't stop until that happened.

"I'm going to make you mine again, my sweet wife." He murmurs into your lips, full of affection and tenderness.

You giggle, running your hand through his dark hair. You knew how insistent he was, and that he wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted.

And after a few more kisses, he lay down next to you, tired of holding his own weight. And then he took your left hand, where you wore your wedding ring, then grabbed your ring finger and played with it.

"I'm going to make you wear a wedding ring again, do you hear me? I'm going to make you marry me again, no matter what I have to do." He smiles gently, giving your palm a few kisses.

"I'll wait for that, Kennedy." You tease him in a playful way, pinching his cheeks.

And for a moment, he thought, and then began to speak, "You know, how about tomorrow we spend the day together? Me, you, and our daughter? We can watch some movies in the morning, and in the afternoon we can go for a walk in the park." He suggested excitedly, hoping that you would accept.

And you smiled so broadly that you couldn't hide it. You grabbed him in a tight hug.

"Of course, of course. It'll be great." You answered him just as excitedly.

And then he put your hair behind your ear, holding your face with both hands, then he began to talk in a more seductive way, "And in the night, we can go out for dinner. Just you and me, what do you think? I can call Claire, and she can stay with our daughter. And we'll both have the whole night to ourselves. Sounds good?" He knew you too well, and of course you wouldn't reject his proposal, not even if you wanted to.

You nodded eagerly, hugging him once more.

He smiled, returning the hug.

"Let's go to sleep. Tomorrow's going to be a great day." And he was going to make sure of it, you bet.

It wasn't long before the two of you were cuddling, getting lost in each other's caresses. The familiarity of being safe in your lover's arms made you fall asleep quickly, just as he fell asleep right after you. He couldn't ask for more. He was close to you, and he would try anything to make your relationship work this time, and he would make his promise count.

Because this time he was going to be the man you needed, the husband he should have been, he was going to do the right things this time. He was going to make you the happiest woman in the universe, just as you, just by being close to him, made him the happiest man in the world.

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strange magic

synopsis: sex pollen quirk? sounds fake. until you realize it isn’t. it’s totally real. not only is it totally real but it’s effecting you AND your fellow pro hero, Ground Zero. 

pairings: bakugoxf!reader

warnings: it’s smut so 18+, language but that’s a given, slight violence and a brief blood mention, characters are also aged up

a/n: based on this request!! it’s a lot different than libido in terms of like, content lmao, but the situation is similar sort of?? idk hopefully it’s not completely terrible bc i felt like i was a bit rusty writing this?? also excuse my overall writing ability and bad grammar <333 also there’s like a little tiny bit of fluff at the end!!! 

“Give up already!” 

Ground Zero barks, threatening sparks emitting from his palms. He was standing a few feet away from a woman, hysterical and clearly enraged by something he honestly didn’t care enough about to remember. Something about a cheating husband, maybe? Whatever, one thing he did know was that this lady just stabbed a guy in the middle of a popular park and if he didn’t hurry the poor cheating bastard would be dead soon. 

The woman pressed her heel into the victims chest, he yelped pathetically in response. “I said get away from me! This son of a bitch is going to get everything he deserves!” 

“Not happenin’ lady. Bastard or not you can’t just fucking stab people because you feel like it!” Ground Zero snaps back, he shifts his weight forward. 

“He has to pay! I’ll make him pay!” She screams, turning the knife in her hand, her heel digging further into the victims chest, it was becoming increasingly apparent that Ground Zero had to make his move soon. 

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--i'm thinking about how intimate and hot it would be to share a shower with your pro hero husband, katsuki 🥺

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--minors + ageless blogs DO NOT INTERACT!--

picture this:

you come home late at night after your shift at work. while checking your phone for any texts from your husband, you find it completely void of any notification banners and simply shrug in response.

you decide to treat yourself with a shower and proceed to undress, peeling off your clothes while tossing them to the side, knowing you'd deal with it later after you unwind a bit.

seeing your naked reflection in the mirror doesn't make you cringe with discomfort anymore, since you had such a loving husband who spoiled you daily. he will kiss every imperfection while proceeding to fuck you like the goddess you were.

with a satisfied smile on your face, you turn on your shower to the warmest setting before getting in, closing the glass door behind you. with a sigh, you allow the droplets to slide down your body as you moaned, feeling the warmth of the water ease your aching muscles.

once you felt comfortable, you proceed to wash your hair with the scented shampoo katsuki told you he loved, lathering yourself in the sweet scent as you thought about what to make him for dinner. you were humming your favorite song, unaware of the looming sihouette standing outside your shower stall.

you gasp when you heard the sound of the stall opening, only to visibly relax just seconds later upon seeing your dynamight standing naked in front of you.

wow, you couldn't wait until i was done, huh? shut up, i'm sweating and i feel disgusting. deal with it.

despite his harsh tone, the moment katsuki joins you, he proceeds to wash your hair while grunting at you to keep your eyes closed.

you couldn't help but let out a moan each time his large, calloused fingers scratched against your scalp. once your hair was washed, you decided to treat your husband as well, lathering his body in his signature body wash.

it didn't matter how many times you saw your husband naked, you would always be floored at how god-like he was. your katsuki was all muscles and broad shoulders, and you had no idea how you got so lucky to be with him as his wife.

as you washed him, your eyes caught sight of the way his cock seemed to harden a bit from your touches alone, making you lick your lips in response.

should i take care of that for you?

he grunts, ruby red eyes darkening with lust and adoration for you when he picks you up and pins you against the slick shower wall.

let me see if my little slut is even ready for my cock, you moan when he pushes a thick finger into your slickness, teasing you while letting out a string of curses when he sees how shiny you've made his fingers.

fuck the foreplay, let's get to straight fucking. i know that's what you like too, baby. he gives your waist two taps, signaling you to jump up a bit as he held on to you, allowing your legs to wrap around his waist as he pushes himself deep inside of you.

with a hand against the wall and another hand holding you against him, he proceeds to rut his hips rapidly in and out of you, the squelching sounds of your lovemaking causing you to toss your head back. you held on tightly to his shoulder, feeling your arousal come out of you in thick drips as your husband drilled himself into you.

i've been thinking 'bout how good you'd look swollen with a brat inside of you. with MY brat inside of you. your needy moans and the way you clawed at his back was all the answer he needed to know that you felt the same way.

god yes, katsuki! i want all your cum, i want you to give me a brat...the cutest brat ever, please daddy! make me a mommy!

he growls, kissing you deeply as he sheathed himself inside you for a few seconds longer before pulling all the way out and fucking himself into you once more.

then you better be a good babygirl and take all of daddy's cum...let's make our little brat and fill the whole damn world with 'em!!

your shower ends up being just a tad bit longer as you spoiled your husband, allowing him to press your more than willing form against the glass as he took you from behind, all while whispering praises in your ear and telling you how you were gonna be the best fucking mom ever.

--see you in the next wet dream 💥

all rights reserved, please do not plagiarize or copy my works; DO NOT RECOMMEND MY STORIES ON TIKTOK

Why? Why must this make me feel horny... 😺🙏🙎🙇🙆

Have y’all ever thought about GymBro!Mirio ?

Warning (18+) Minors DNI

GymBro!Mirio who’d spotted you as soon as you walked through the door in your cute little Nike shorts that made your thick thighs bulge at the bottom.

GymBro!Mirio that literally pushed passed the flock of women dying for his attention, just so he could talk to you.

GymBro!Mirio that’s built like a fucking Adonis and you’d be so intimidated if he didn’t have the sweetest smile you’ve ever seen.

GymBro!Mirio who says that you don’t even need to be in the gym because your body is amazing.

GymBro!Mirio that insists on staying by your side and going through a routine that would focuses on maintaining rather than losing weight.

GymBro!Mirio that presses his body flush against yours as he corrects your stance.

GymBro!Mirio who’s large hands rests on the small of your back while he watches you complete your set.

GymBro!Mirio who stares at your ass every time you squat , amazed at the way it ripples with each motion. That shit love like water 🥴

GymBro!Mirio that insists you exchange numbers, so that he can make sure that you’re on the right track in your workout journey.

GymBro!Mirio that has you coming in three times a week just so he can spend more time with you.

GymBro!Mirio who convinces you that dieting isn’t necessary, but suggests that you add more proteins and healthy fats to your daily intake.

GymBro!Mirio that says “don’t worry about it, it’s working, you just can’t see it” when you complain about not losing weight, not realizing that your current diet is actually causing you to gain a bit more fat in your thighs and ass.

GymBro!Mirio that’s slowly becoming more and more obsessed with you. Often finding himself daydreaming about you whenever you weren’t around.

GymBro!Mirio who calls you all the time. Just “checking in like a good friend.

GymBro!Mirio who fists his cock in his hand, biting his lip, while you ramble on about your day.

GymBro!Mirio that’s so close, just from the sound of your voice because he’s so pent up. He hadn’t fucked anyone since he met you 2 months ago,

GymBro!Mirio that whimpers your name, white seed spilling onto his stomach after a ground breaking orgasm.

GymBro!Mirio that’s been a lot more touchy, always throwing an arm over your shoulder and running his fingers over your skin.

GymBro!Mirio that’s whispering in your ear, that your ass looked amazing during those squats while he hugs you from behind.

GymBro!Mirio who’s breathing down your neck, licking the shell of your ear while he grinds his hardon against your ass.

GymBro!Mirio that’s pulling inside the locker rooms and slamming you down on the bench.

GymBro!Mirio who has your hands behind your knees, holding up your thighs while he drills his cock into your cunt.

GymBro!Mirio that’s squeezing your pudgy stomach and circling your clit while he watches you cream around his dick.

GymBro!Mirio that’s moaning your name and telling you that this is the best pussy he’s ever had.

GymBro!Mirio who’s apologizing because your sweet brown cunny is milking him dry and it’s just too good to pull out.

GymBro!Mirio who’s eyes roll to the back of his head when your orgasm makes your hole clench around him, pushing him over the edge.

GymBro!Mirio that’s just coming so fucking much, painting your insides with ropes of hot sticky cum. Fucking it back into you overstimulated cunt as quickly as it spills out.

GymBro!Mirio that bends down to kiss you sweetly and tell you that you’re amazing 🥺

GymBro!Mirio who’s chuckling at your fucked out expression and the doe eyes that you give him as he caresses your cheek.

GymBro!Mirio who’s confessing that he likes you, and asks you to be his girlfriend as his cum seeps from your hole.

GymBro!Mirio that’s so excited when you say yes that he accidentally thrusts up into your overstimulated pussy when he leans down to hug you, making you squirt all over him.

GymBro!Mirio who’s eager to get you cleaned up so that you can head over to his place, where he’ll fuck you again and again.

We love GymBro!Mirio 🥴

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... Why the fuck do I find this hot!!!??? (♡˙︶˙♡)

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Pairing: Mirio/Reader

Word count: 2002

Tags: 18+ ONLY, dark content, dubious consent, non-con (just to be safe), bull hybrid!mirio, lamb hybrid!reader, reader is gender neutral, but they are written with a vagina, they're also referenced to be chubby very briefly, creampie, rough sex, mentions of scratches and v minor sex related injuries, stomach bulging (from mirio's monster dong), breeding kink.

AN: so this is a repost from a fic i wrote a while back on my old account, so if you somehow recognise this, that's why. i've also edited a bit of it, so if you see any new typos, no you didn't <3

Everyone knew to never venture near the field tucked away at the edge of the farm, hybrids and workers alike. They’ve all heard the stories, the legends of the creature who inhabits the pasture tucked as far away from the public eye as possible. But you’ve always been such a curious little thing, that much is obvious to Mirio, who lies under the shade of an overgrown tree, pretending as if he doesn't see you out of his peripheral vision. You show up every day without fail, despite the countless warnings you’re sure to have received; only your eyes and fluffy white lamb ears protrude over the wall to his field as you stare at him with a wide-eyed gaze, positively sparkling with awe and unbridled curiosity.

He knows he must look fascinating to such a small, delicate thing like yourself. Where you’re all soft curves and dainty features, he’s colossal, with bulging muscles, sharp eyes, a galaxy of scars carved into his flesh. But clearly something calls you to venture down to his territory, to spend your time marvelling at his horns, his tail, the rings that adorn his nose and nipples, as if he’s some kind of mythical creature. And in a way, he muses, whatever the other hybrids whisper about him in the security of their barn must craft him into something only seen in fantasy, the farm's very own minotaur.

But of course, for such an inquisitive creature, he knows it’s only a matter of time until the wall isn't close enough for you, until your little legs clamber up the stonewall in a desperate attempt to sneak a closer look. After all, something so large surely couldn’t move as fast as an agile hybrid as you?

He snorts in faint amusement as he continues sharpening his horns against the tough bark of a tree. He can hear the grass rustling behind him, the sound of quickened breaths and a racing heartbeat make it obvious just who is cowering in the tall reeds. But he waits, feigning obliviousness, waiting until you creep just a little closer… Just a little more...

Before you have a chance to blink, he’s diving into the bushes behind him, pinning your helpless, naked figure to the dirt floor by your neck as he towers over your writhing body. He pays no mind to the sharp, panicked squeaks and bleats that tumble from your agape lips, your eyes now wide with fear rather than mere intrigue.

“P-Please mister! I wasn’t going to steal anything, I j-just wanted a closer look, please l-let me go, you’re 'urting me!”

Cute.

You look so adorable begging beneath him with pretty, teary eyes, akin to diamonds as they gleam under the fading sun. He takes his time raking his eyes over you, finally having the opportunity to observe you in all your glory, opposed to the small percentage of your pretty face he had been teased with for so many torturous weeks.

“But I’ve been all by myself for so long, little lamb, now I have some company I’m not so sure I’m willing to let you go.” There’s still panicked adrenaline rushing through your veins, that much he can tell, but with every inhale through his nose, the unmistakable scent of arousal only gets stronger. He leans down, exhaling heavily through his nose just so he can watch the way his breath cascades across your face, your little ears flinching from where they lay pressed into the dirt.

“And by the way your body is responding, it seems as though you want me to keep you here.” You’re frozen now, prey instincts overtaking any of your human ones as you submit wholly to the hulking hybrid leering over you, your body going lax against the dirt floor. Mirio doesn’t see the need for any more words, not when the fear slowly ebbs from your once wide eyes, now glossed over with barely constrained lust, your hips twitching upwards to grind against his hardening cock.

He watches with keen eyes as your head snaps down to stare at the hot, heavy length that currently rests upon your stomach, the only response you’re able to provide being an adorable stuttered gasp. He knows you’ve only ever seen his cock when it’s limp, resting against his thigh as he basks in the sun, and while it’s still impressive then, it’s a whole different experience seeing the size of it compared to your body.

It throbs painfully from where it lays trapped between his defined abdomen and the soft skin of your tummy, the reddened tip of his cock twitching just below your chest. It’s adorable, he thinks as he watches you gaze at it, the same look of wonderment dancing in your irises as when you’d peak at him from over the wall. But there’s also a hunger he recognises too, one that is no doubt reflected in his own eyes as he measures up just how bloated your already adorably chubby stomach will be once he’s buried inside of you. It’s a thought that has the last shred of his patience dissipating with the gentle country breeze, large hands folding your legs up, and up, until your knees are pushed into the soil by your now dirtied ears, your pretty, dripping cunt now exposed to his ravenous, predatory eyes.

If the sounds you made as you lay shaking in fear under him were a delight to his ears, then the sweet, melodic mewls that he coaxes from your lips with the first contact of his tongue to your dripping pussy is truly a masterpiece to behold. Every swipe of his wet muscle against your clit only encourages higher pitched whines, your little hands curling around his protruding horns for much needed purchase as he eats you out akin to a starved man presented with his first full meal in months. It’s messy, with a mixture of saliva and arousal coating both his chin and your thighs as he fucks his tongue mercilessly into your dripping hole. It’s clear that you’re not too experienced, not when your legs tremble from where they’re pressed into the soil, your cunt already pulsating around his tongue as you mindlessly babble through your first climax. But he doesn’t stop, it’s as though he can’t get enough of you; your euphonious whimpers, the sweet taste of your pussy as you cream against his mouth for the nth time.

By the time he’s finally lifting his face from your spasming pussy, you’re boneless, harsh inhales coupled with choked off sobs wrack your fragile chest, and you look positively delicious. He keeps you folded in half as he clambers atop you, moving to mount your pussy as he aligns his cock to your trembling hole, his fingers coming up to wrap into the bark of the tree to anchor himself.

Despite spending countless minutes with his tongue buried in your cunt, he watches with intrigue as the first push of his cock past the heat of your pussy has your mouth parting in a silent scream, a stream of endless tears cascading down your face, intermingling with the soil as it drips onto the dirt below. Anyone else in his situation would coo, still their hips, and croon an endless stream of praise and encouragement against your trembling little lamb ears.

But Mirio doesn't do soft, or sweet. Not in any capacity.

Instead of fond pity, your tears only serve to ignite a fire in his gut, his eyes zeros in on the way you’re split in half by his cock. He’s like a man possessed as he cants his hips downward with such force that his balls slap against your ass, not hesitating to immediately set a pace so brutal it’s unsurprising that he has your screams echoing through the dusk air.

His trance is broken when he feels your nails clawing desperately at his thighs, his gaze zeroing in on your expression, the fucked out and vacant sheen to your once awestruck eyes only makes him double down on his thrusts, pushing himself to go faster, to fuck you harder into the dirt until you’ve left a permentant impression of your body into his field.

He can feel any control he had over his body rapidly slipping, between the way your pussy is wrapped so tightly around his cock, and the feeling of your tremulous heartbeat through the walls of your cunt, it’s a miracle he doesn’t look as gone as you.

But the one thing that has him teetering on the edge of full blown ferality is the unfathomably large outline of his cock that protrudes from your swollen stomach. He’s in awe at how such a small cunt can even fit all of him in, yet it doesn’t once cross his mind to think about how much pain you must be in, nor does he care about the pathetic little bleats and hiccuped wails that flow freely from your tear soaked lips. No, the only thing that occupies his mind is an echoing chant to “breed, breed, breed”.

His fingers flex harder against the cracked bark, the tree groaning in protest as he leans his full weight against its trunk, rough snorts of frustration forced from his nostrils as the roots begin to give in, unable to hold his weight. Just before he forces the tree over, he pries his fingers from splintered wood, and hooks his arms under your body, pulling you roughly up to his chest, manoeuvring you like a ragdoll until your face is pressed against one of the metal rings through his pierced nipples, your arms left to loosely grip at whatever flesh you can reach before his hips kick up again, his cock never once having left the heat of your now dripping, abused hole.

“There we go, there’s my good little lamb. You’re takin’ a bull’s cock like you were made for it, precious, hah, who knows, maybe you were? A lamb, destined to be bred by me, to be bloated with my cum.”

He’s positively feral now, his hips pounding against your limp body with enough force to bruise, not that he fares much better with the scratches along his back and arms to prove it. It’s purely animalistic, deep grunts and growls intermingled with your high, keening moans as you both lose your minds in each other’s bodies.

Any hope either of you had of clinging on to your dwindling sanity is snapped the second one of his hands moves to grip your fluffy tail that rests just above the swell of your sore ass, your cunt clamping down on his cock as you cum so hard you lose all sense of direction, near blacking out as your arousal soaks his cock and abdomen. He can’t help but follow straight after you, cumming with a baritone growl as he slaps his hips to yours one final time, seemingly endless ropes of his cum slowly filling out more of your stomach until you’re left looking exactly how Mirio wants you to: well and truly bred. He’s slow to pull out, grinning cockily when he hears you whine at how empty your abused pussy feels, only for the smile to morph into a predatory snarl as he watches his cum leak from your slit in thick rivulets.

He’s quick to drop you to the ground, lining his rapidly softening length back to your hole and pushing his seed back into your cunt with determination, uncaring of your overstimulated sobs and he once again gets lost in your positively addictive heat.

By the time the farmers notice that one of their sweet little lambs is missing, they’re already far too late. Because there’s nothing they can do, watching with a mixture of horror and lust as they stare on at the way your drooling cunt swallows every inch of their bull hybrid’s cock, not when he’s staring back at them, eyes gleaming with murderous intent,

“This is my hole to breed, try and take it from me and I’ll fuckin’ kill you.”

This is too hot...😳😳😳🎶

∞ ₒ ˚ ° 𐐒 obsession

Pairing: ID!Leon x Fem!Reader

Summary: Training the rookies was a pain until he met her. His sweetest new obsession, he wouln't stop till he was buried deep inside her.

Tags: smut, fluff, age gap (not too much! i imagined leon being 37 and the reader being 23-25, so everyone is legal and consenting!), p in v, eating out, riding, breeding kink, leon is obsessed!, a small housewife kink.

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ on repeat: exo - obsession

Notes: Got too excited and posted without proofreading it! If i missed anything, please let me know so i can correct it! Also, when will tumblr make a pastel pink theme for the dashboard? I hate that everything we have is either a sad/gloomy hipster or raging gothic theme.

From all his years working at the D.S.O, Leon was stressed pretty much all the time, never catching a break, too exhausted. That showed on the increasing wrinkles forming from his frowns, and the occasional white hair that appeared on top of his head. In his non-existent breaks, he had another thing on his belt: training the new agents.

At first, it was a pain in the ass, watching those morons do the same mistake over and over, it really made Leon think it was getting too easy to be a D.S.O agent. Some repeated the same mistakes over and over again, and because of it, Leon frequently lost his patience, soon getting known as a hardass. 

As time went by, he began losing hope for the future of the department, until she came through. Pretty body, voice as soothing as a canary and delicious lips that called for him. And the best thing was that she was better than all of these morons, throwing down even the experienced rookies.

Since Ada, Leon didn’t know what it was like to be this obsessed with a woman. He wanted to know her next step, have her by his side all the time, know how her soft skin feels underneath his rough fingertips. He dreamed of her, and caught himself checking her out more than he should. Chris always teased him in private, telling him “his star student is making him turn back to his twenties”. God, they had a small age gap, but thinking about it only made his cock throb. Maybe dealing with rookies made his mind turn him back to his twenties.

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As their “graduation” got closer in time, all the new agents began training more, but none were like her. She came in first and left after all of them, always using the training gym by herself the most she could. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Leon offered private training, becoming a private tutor to her.

Instead of making things easy, it just caused him to become even more addicted to her - he now knew her thoughts, her quirks and her perspectives. As they spent more and more time together, it was clear that she found him attractive too - he knew he was still successful with women, after all (even if he was more dumped than anything). Leon had cemented in his mind that he needed her, and now he just needed to find a way to approach her.

She will be all his.

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One of the nights, he had to spend in his office reading and filing boring documents, Leon heard a gentle knock on his door. “Come  in” he simply answered, and to his surprise - and excitement, it was his little star. She entered his office, and her usual sparkly eyes were dull, the poor thing was too tired, working herself too much.

“What happened, rookie? You look exhausted. Working too much to bring me down?” Leon said with a smirk

“Ha, you wish, sir.” Oh, how that term made his pants tighten. “I just came for help, I don’t know. I’ve been focusing on sharpening my skills for the admission test, but I don’t know…” she said unsure

“Hey, don’t tell the rest, but you’re the only one that I would bet on getting in” he reassured her, standing up and taking a seat beside her in his couch “You’re too much in your head, agent”

“I know, I just can’t turn it off…” she whined, making Leon think how she would sound if he made her cum around his cock 

That 's it. That was Leon’s chance to get his favorite student. He put a hand on her thigh, not too close to her precious cunt and said quietly to her “It’s alright, sweetheart… I can help you, if you want”

She knew where this was going, and it turned her on more than she thought. Feigning innocence, she pulled a strand of her hair behind her ear, nodding “But… How, sir?” and looked at his lips

Leon smiled, caressing her jaw “let me fill your mind, rookie. Why don’t you sit at my desk, hm?” 

She stood up and slowly went to his desk, sitting on it and letting her head fall to the side, as if to question him “what’s next?” with her body language. Leon follows her, standing between her legs and letting his hands caress the outer side of her thighs. His face lowers to her neck, his kisses and his stubble causing a warm sensation to run through her skin. A soft gasp left her lips, her hands caressing the back of his head.

Feeling him smirk against her skin, he kept placing slow and gentle kisses, adding some nibbles on the mix “That’s what my best student needs, right? A real man to touch her”

He lays her on his desk, pushing his papers aside, pulling her hips into his - his cock adding a nice weight to her sensitive wetness. He slowly pushed her shirt up, watching her beauty for a moment “You’re perfect, baby”. As he whispered the praise, her cheeks blushed more, a soft giggle leaving her lips. He finally kissed her lips and both were hungry for each other, to quench the thirst they had been accumulating after months. 

Leon swiftly undoes her bra, not wasting any time and circling his tongue around her nipples, sucking and lightly nibbling it. Underneath him, her breath quickens, as she whines freely as he teased her. Trying to ease their ache, Leon grinds their centers together, his cock so hard that his zipper presses against his member.

Soon, he removed her pants, kissing as her skin showed - inch by inch. Again, his stubble creates goosebumps in her legs, as he worshiped her body - she deserved it, after all, he wanted to make her addicted to him and his taste. Watching her panties so drenched as they were glued to her pussy, he couldn't help but nuzzle into her bundle of nerves, causing a gentle jump on her. He kissed and licked the wet spot, as if trying to eat her up. 

“F-fuck, please take them off, sir” she whined, not even realizing that she kept the term. Leon, deciding that he wasn’t in a teasing mood, guided the clothing down, letting his pretty star all spread on his desk - his to take, to tease, to fuck, to breed. 

“Shit, baby girl, you are so wet for your teacher… you wanted me to take you, right? You wanted me to go crazy and drench my face with you. huh?” He teased her as he got on his knees, aligning his face against her cunt. She was so red, puffy and wet, not even the most delicious candy could compare to her.

His tongue tasted her at first with kitten licks, causing a loud moan to rip from her mouth. “Keep quiet, sweetheart. We don’t want anyone coming here and seeing you spread out like a needy slut, right?” at his comment, and as if teasing her, he finally sucked and rolled his tongue around her clit, letting his index finger circle her wet entrance. Almost as if she was distressed, she cupped her mouth with her hand, rolling her eyes back at the pleasure. 

Pushing his finger forward, slowly, until he's entirely inside her, he kept eating her out with gusto, as if he was a starved man. Soon, what was one finger turned into two, her juices were flowing through his palm as he began to be more desperate for her - but he wouldn’t stop till she let him taste her entirely. “It feels good, doesn’t it, my doll? I’m the only man and only one for you, gonna make sure to keep this pussy satisfied till I die”.

His fingers and mouth worked more ferociously, pussy drunk wasn’t even close to describe how he was feeling.On the other end, she had tears in her eyes as one hand didn’t leave her mouth as the other one tugged his hair hard, making him moan against her drenched cunt. “S-sir, o-oh g-god…need to c-cum!” she pleased, looking down at him with glazed eyes.

“Do it, baby girl, give it to me” he ushered her, maintaining the pace till she finally coated his fingers, tongue and mouth with her essence. As her ‘little death’ came, she felt as if fireworks erupted inside her mind - none of her exams daring to creep up on her mind.

He praised and marked her thighs as she came down from her high. The girl pulled Leon into a passionate kiss, smiling in contentment, reaching cloud 9000. Pulling away, she whispered against his lips “Let me repay you, Leon. Wanna make you feel just as good”

“Not today, doll.” He whispered, sitting back in his chair and pulling his pants and underwear down, patting his lap “I know how to help you even further”, he said with a wicked glint in his eyes.

Like an excited bunny, she hopped off his desk and jumped into his lap, resuming her kisses on his mouth - casually descending into his jaw and neck, enjoying the pleased hums that he lets out. He palmed her ass and firmly grabbed it, giving some gentle smacks as she had his fun with him. To Leon, in all of his life, that was his happiest moment: having his pretty princess on his lap, all naked, hypnotized in kissing and feeling him up. 

“Go ahead, baby, let me finally empty your mind and use you” he calmly ordered her, caressing her cheeks adoringly. Soon, she positioned herself and slowly sat down on his cock, rolling her eyes back and holding into his chair behind him. 

“S-so b-big…” she moaned, her head falling into his shoulders as the girl swallowed all of him. She was so tight, wet and perfect, Leon almost came deep in her cunt just by her inserting him. His head got dizzy for a moment, his hold on her ass tightening, as he grunted and pressed his eyes closed. 

Dedicatedly, she began jumping up and down on his cock, their skin slapping as the woman looked directly into his eyes. If anyone saw them at that moment, they would attest that both had heart in their eyes. her tits jumped up and down in front of him, making his tongue and fingers play with them as the couple lost their minds in pleasure.

“Good job, doll… jumping on my cock like the good girl you are… it’s all for you, always for you” he said rambling in pleasure,  busying his mouth to tell her praises and roll her sensitive nipples on his tongue, as her cunt drenched his cock, causing a white ring at the base.

Holding tightly into the back of his chair, her hips worked even faster on him, making Leon moan more frequently in pleasure, slapping her ass, leaving behind his handprints on her pretty skin. His head falls back as he watches the goddess in front of him taking what's hers and milking his cock into her hungry pussy. He would make sure that she passed her admission check, so every end of shift he would breed her cunt, till she is finally all of his - the mother of his children, his pretty wife. But that’s a talk for later.

After some minutes pass, Leon takes over and thrusts from below, making her body turn into his own ragdoll, her moans flowing freely into his mouth. Some minutes passed, and both were on the brink of their orgasm, so close to reaching their true paradise “Will you let me fill you, doll? Make your womb so full of me, gonna make you get home with me drenching on your legs” he taunted her.

Not handling much more teasing, and his words serving as a catalyst to her peak, she nods and coats his cock with her sweet arousal, biting down on his shoulder to drown out her sounds. Her roughness and the new tight hold on his cock makes him spill into her gummy walls, emptying himself. Finally, he marked her as his. His doll, his love, his property.

Both were coming down from their highs, trying to control their breathing, letting their heartbeat slow down. He caressed her hair, kissing her cheeks and nuzzling their noses together, all smiles. “So, did I help?” he asked jokingly.

“Didn’t even know why I came here” she answers teasingly.

From now on, Leon would never be exhausted for the wrong reasons ever again.

These guys are super simps.... :-}

Wedding Night Sex with Genshin Men

Pairing: Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, Childe, Pantalone, Dottore, Zhongli x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, bridal carry, mating press, gentle sex, mating bites, rough sex, torn clothes, wall sex, cunnilingus

A/N: It was between this and arranged marriage. Might do that one another time.

Kaeya, being the gentleman that he is, carries you in his arms through the door, lavishing your face and neck with lots of kisses. However once you're all alone he cannot hold back any longer. He'd had to walk all the way to the bedroom with a semi-boner, that really needs taking care of, and what better way then to bury it inside your pussy for the rest of the night?

Diluc makes sure that your wedding night, like all others, makes you feel special. He takes his sweet time taking off your wedding dress, kissing your body, making you sigh and moan and arch as he puts his mouth on you and gets to have the thing he's secretly been craving this whole time. Forget the damn cake, all he wanted for dessert was your cunt.

Itto could have been parting it up longer but why would he when he had something, no someone better to spend his time and energy on. His beautiful new bride, who he can't wait to mating press into sweet oblivion. Speaking of mating, tonight is the night he finally gets to bite you, make you his, with his fangs, kisses, hard cock thrusting in and out of that pretty, wet pussy, making you come all over his cock and balls right before he fills you up with his own cum.

Childe had a very hard time not teasing you all night before you got to your bedroom. You looked so damn beautiful he could hardly hold back, but he did, if only because he knew you'd give him the best time of his life once you were alone. He couldn't stop touching you, his hands, his mouth, his knee between your legs, his fingers digging into your dress to take it off in a hurry, his pants barely down his legs before he thrust his cock deep and started pounding away.

Pantalone is very patient with you. His cock is almost tearing through his pants but he can wait until you get undressed. He can wait for you to shyly crawl on top of him, straddle his face and part your pussy folds for his skilled tongue. The man could watch you come again and again just from his mouth alone, but alas you need more then that, he knows it, your pussy knows it. He would never deny you on your wedding night. You can still stay on top of him, besides he rather likes to watch your expression as you lose yourself from his cock.

Dottore can't wait for the bed, he's been holding back long enough, smiling through it all. The wall it is, your legs held up, spread just like your cunt, ready for what ever he's going to give you. He will absolutely make is so you can't walk the next day, or even talk from how sore your voice will be from moaning and repeating his name in pleasure.

Zhongli has been waiting to get his hands all over you since he saw you in your wedding dress. You do loo good in it, heavenly even, too bad it stands between him and you. At least until he tears it to tiny shreds with his fangs and claws, unable to hold back from clamming you as his. He's snarling, growling, his horns and tail on full display as he ruts into your pussyhole again and again, making you yell his name so loud it leaves no doubt to whose bride you are.

He's handsome and funny, girls do love a guy who can make them laugh... 🎳⚾⛳🏁🏀

I love darkedge Percy with all my soul but by god I love silly smartass Percy for good contrast and balance XD