I Need These

i need these

26 Ways of Taking You: A for Aphrodisiac

Summary: On a quest to save your little brother, you and your fated companion Dream of the Endless, run into a small problem in Aphrodite's Temple.

Notes: ~2.2k words, GUYS! I finally wrote a fic that wasn't below 500 or above 5,000 words, it just doesn't need any random side characters... or a definitive plot.

Warnings: MDNI - 18+, dubious consent, sex pollen, aphrodisiac (duh), porn without plot, unprotected sex (get tested yearly guys), P in V, no foreplay just straight fucking, Dream is a red flag but he's my red flag. I am willing to die on that hill.

⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄

Masterlist | Series Masterlist

Next

“A temple of Aphrodite?” You question as you walk through the marbled entrance. The overwhelming smell of roses fills your senses and the honks of swans disappear as you cross into the building.

Morpheus follows closely behind. The drizzle of rain seemingly bounces off his coat and hair leaving him dry like the Sahara. On the other hand, you, the poor human with no otherworldly affiliations, were soaked to the bone. Your light jacket and sundress stuck to your skin until it became itchy and you quickly take off your jacket to dry easier in the momentary shelter. 

You miss the way Morpheus stares at your exposed shoulders and legs. His eyes run up and down your body, to the way the dress sticks to you like a second skin.

“Aphrodite loved Ares, unlike her vowed husband. But such is the game of gods.” Morpheus explains and peels his eyes away from you. 

You lean on a large pillar that supports a large brazier, one of many others. The heat helps you warm up and the shivers slowly leave your body as it dries your clothes. 

“So, Ares is… here?” You say without much confidence.

When the fates set you out on this quest to find your brother, you hadn’t even packed your lunch yet. They just threw you to the wind and then gave you Morpheus as a guide. As for him, it was so “He could get out of the house more” as his older sister has explained it to you. 

So, here you were, soaked in summer rain and sharing conversation with Dream of the Endless on a quest to find your kidnapped brother - all of which happened since this morning. The everything bagel and cream cheese you had for breakfast sat uncomfortably in your stomach, the same stomach that was screaming at you to eat something as your journey had left you to skip the midday meal. 

“Ares is behind this gate created by Aphrodite,” Dream sighs as if he were spelling out the obvious. “Yes, it is a possibility.”

You simply roll your eyes. For someone who is almost infinitely older than you, he certainly didn’t act like it. Feeling warmer and dry you started exploring the temple, running your fingers across the divots in the carved stone much like the climbing ivy that decorated the walls. 

At the end of the temple stood a magnificent statue of Aphrodite herself, wrapped in cloth and her hair flowing in the wind. Beneath her pedestal, you could make out a rectangular outline made out of large roses. 

“Hey! The door!” You exclaim in excitement. As much as you hate to admit it, Morpheus was right. He usually was right but you’d rather keep that comment to yourself, in case the ego inflates any more of his head and he drifts off. Which, would unfortunately leave you on your own to solve these puzzles. 

Morpheus appears behind you, peering over your shoulder at the door. 

“Seems like a hidden mechanism. It would be wise to not touc-”

You press your palm onto the center of the door and it gives away to the pressure of it. 

“You fool!” Morpheus seethes out and you tense. 

It seems like a trap, now that you think about it. With bated breath you wait, slowly inching yourself closer to Morpheus in hopes that the King of Dreams may be able to protect you if something were to go wrong. 

Yet, nothing. 

The door slides back into place, the sound of marble against marble scraping against each other in the otherwise completely quiet sanctuary. The quiet atmosphere stays peaceful for a few seconds but ends when a yelp escapes you when the roses suddenly go into full bloom, the petals giving a “floosh” right in your face, its sweet pollen dusting both of your bodies. You stare wide-eyed at it waiting for anything else to happen. When nothing did, you let out a sigh of relief and turn to Dream with a smile. 

“See, nothing to worry about.” You shrug with your palms facing upwards. The two of you stare back as a golden engraving appears on the door. 

“One from two, enter together.” You read out loud while trying to dust off the shimmering pollen, sneezing when some enter your nose instead. 

Great, a riddle but nothing comes to your mind as you think. Morpheus glares at you still and his eyes drift down to the palm that touched the door. 

“Your hand is glowing,” He states. 

You look down at your open palm and panic. The skin is bright pink and as Morpheus has stated, glowing. You scream at your hand and shake it aggressively. When the glowing still doesn’t reside you scream again and face the palm towards Morpheus’ face and shake it aggressively to grab his attention. 

“Enough,” He commands and grabs your wrist. The grip is stern but it doesn’t hurt and the warmth of his skin calms you down. 

It is now that you realize that the skin doesn’t actually hurt. There’s no burning sensation or pins or needles, nothing. Morpheus takes a closer look at your hand and you can feel the exhale of his breath fanning your palm. It tickles and you try to pull away, but his grip doesn’t relent. 

“What? Do you see something?” You ask, your other hand is clenched in on itself as a way of grounding yourself. 

Morpheus doesn’t entertain you with an answer and instead brings his face closer. A sound that you didn’t know you could produce comes out from your throat as you feel the warm, slick feeling of his tongue on your palm. 

“Wha..mm” Your words fall short and he licks again and a whimper leaves your lips. You look up at him, his eyes are closed as he inhales deeply.

He brings your hand to his cheek and leans into it. When you release your hand and he lets you, you see that your glowing mark has smeared to his cheek. You come in closer, nervous about marking the Endless but he stops you again. He peers at you, all silver gone from his eyes and instead blown pupils pull you deep into their voids. 

His hands find themselves around your waist and you place your hands on his chest to stop him from invading any more of your space. It doesn’t and he advances still. His brooding act doesn’t help with voicing whatever he could possibly be thinking. 

“Hey, what’s gotten into you,” You release a moan at the end when he presses his nose to the junction of your neck. The hot breath released from his mouth had your lower regions start to grow hot and slick. 

When his tongue licks the length of your neck, your fingers grasp desperately at the lapels of his jacket, holding on tight as your knee buckle beneath you. Morpheus smelled like grass after a summer thunderstorm and he stood sturdy like an old oak tree. 

You whisper his name and his grip tightens more, bruising and unforgiving. 

He groans into your neck. “Aphrodisiac.” 

Of course, Aphrodisiac, named after the goddess Aphrodite, the very goddess you are trying to please and solve her riddle. The thought crosses your mind momentarily but it is quickly cut short by Morpheus’ continued administration. The pink stain spreads further on Morpheus, anywhere and everywhere you touch him. Your cheek was pink as well, where he touched yours and markings of his tongue glowed pink as he continued his kisses down your neck and across your collarbone. 

“Oh, gods,” You moan into his hair as he dives deeper towards your chest. Your body is turning hot and you can’t tell if it’s just the aphrodisiac or the way he is touching you. Perhaps it’s neither, perhaps it’s both. Either way, you can’t stop the sounds that escape your lips. 

He presses forward and you step back until your back hits the pedestal and Morpheus’ large frame follows, trapping you between a rock and a harder place. You can feel his erection pressing against your stomach, hot and heavy and begging to be released. 

With restraint, Morpheus pulls back and pants into your neck. Your own breath was ragged, your tongue felt heavy when you speak. 

“Please,” You whisper, your hands travel down his chest, pink smearing along his black shirt, and cup his erection. 

He looks at you now, eyes peering into your soul asking you if you really did want this. You nod, not trusting your voice for a second time. 

“Say it,” He commands again, his forehead pressed against yours. “Say it,” He whispers in a plea. 

You tip your head up and respond with the strength you have left. “Yes,” You murmur against his lips, barely brushing yours with his own. 

He seals the deal with a kiss and hands once again go to your waist. He grabs you, hoisting you up and your legs immediately wrap themselves around his lean torso. You impatiently grind your heat into his as he dips his hands below your dress line and moves your undergarments to the side. 

It was rushed, it was sloppy and it was nowhere near romantic, yet you’ve never felt so much excitement. No one was near but the peering gaze of the daunting Aphrodite statue made you feel exposed. Morpheus doesn’t bother to warm you up for him and the heat of his cock presses against your cunt. He pushes forward and it stings. Tears swell in your eyes at the intrusion, his cock splitting you open as he sets a rhythmic pace. 

“Forgive me, forgive me,” He chants into your ear but the words fly in one ear and out the other. The pleasure the Dream Lord was giving you more important and present in your mind. 

Your hand reaches into his hair and grabs onto his roots. A groan sings from his throat and you can’t help it when your lips connect to his Adam’s apple. You leave bruising kisses along his neck and continuously feel the vibrations of his moans, each one low and gritty. 

Morpheus felt like he was about to lose his mind if he didn’t quickly finish the two of you off. His body felt like it was on fire and his head pounded in his skull with ideologies of fucking you until you were nothing but a pile of pleasure. When your nails grip his shoulders, he welcomes the pain and bites down on your collarbone to suppress his wanton moans. 

You were too sweet for him, a type of innocence that he didn’t want to taint. Tears well up in his eyes as he realizes that he did it without him even knowing. The aphrodisiac completely consumes the two of you. He loved it, the feeling of your legs wrapped around his waist, your grip on his hair, your moans filling the space and echoing around the temple, but were not his to take. 

“More, more, more,” You moan, head thrown back towards the ceiling and he couldn’t deny you the pleasure.

His thrusts become ferocious, slamming into you harder and harder until you were just a babbling mess in front of him. Your words range from his name to curses to simple pleas. The contractions of your cunt spasming around him make him falter for a moment but he presses on. When your orgasm reaches you, your scream is muffled by his open mouth kiss. His thrusts turn sloppy and uneven before he finishes as well and you feel the way his cock pulses within you. His semen drips out of your spent hole and mixes with your release on the polished marble floor. 

Your body deflates as the orgasm finishes and you’re left panting and leaning on Morpheus as your thighs tremble around his waist. The door behind you opens with an ungodly scrapping sound and you look behind you. Lust was still evident in your eyes but you were pulled back to the real world again. 

The aphrodisiac wore off and a blush rose high into your cheeks. You push against Morpheus’ chest not wanting to be in his space, asking him to put you down, but quickly realize that it was a bad idea when your knees buckle and you start to fall. 

Morpheus grabs onto you to steady you and you murmur a thanks, too embarrassed to look at him in the eyes. The aphrodisiac has made you look at Morpheus in a different light, but there were more important matters at hand. You take one steady breath and readjust your underwear and dress, Morpheus releases his grip on your arms as you go to turn towards the open door. 

Beyond the door is nothing but darkness with a slight wind blowing out towards you and the smell of metal and leather comes into your nose. Before you can go, Morpheus’ fingers wrap around your arm again. 

“Should we… talk about it?” He asks in that low voice of his. 

You look back at him, somehow finding the confidence to look at him in the eyes. You find that they are full of adoration and passion that it turns your eyes downwards again. You’ve heard the rumors of what it means to be the lover to Dream of the Endless. It is rainbows and butterflies, the world at the edge of your fingertips, but one wrong move, and you are cast away like you were less than nothing. You think of Nada, Queen of the First People, who is still condemned to Hell for declining his promise to make her queen of the Dreaming. 

It’s too much, you have your brother to save, and there is no room to talk about love. 

“Later,” You say instead. You still need his help and if the promise of ‘later’ keeps him around long enough until the end of your quest, then so be it. 

“Very well. Later,” He repeats then follows you into the realm of Ares.

Want to be added to my tag list for my future fics? Comment, send me a message, or a DM and I'll add you!

This is going to be a 26 part series, all porn, no plot hehe ( ๑‾̀◡‾́)

Until the next fic,

♡ Yours, Layla

˚₊‧꒰ა 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ໒꒱‧₊°

Idk how to warn, so read at your own risk but let me know if I really need to put a specific warning.

Sw=smut warning

♥︎ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 ♥︎

┊ Jellyfishmermanxreader -SW

♥︎ 𝐈𝐧 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐖𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 ♥︎

┊ Candy-monsterxreader -SW

♥︎ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ♥︎

┊Werewolfxreader -SW

♥︎ 𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐏𝐮𝐩𝐬? ♥︎

┊Dog-hybridbfxreader -SW

♥︎ 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 ♥︎

┊demonxreader -SW

♡♥︎ 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 ♡♥︎

┊Tigerbeastmanxreader -SW

┊ |part 1| |part 2|

♡ 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐝 ♡

┊Monsterxreader -SW

♡ 𝗠𝗶𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 ♡ : Malefairyxreader

♡ 𝐑𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 ♡: Slimebfxreader

“Alluring and exotic beasts have been yet to be tamed. Hybrids one have yet to lay eyes on and play. Will you take up the challenge or let yourself be bitten?"

ABOUT: This is a collab all about hybrids that you won't normally see around or is rumored to be untamable. All hybrids are welcome in any shapes or form though! Because even the nicest looking ones do have bite to them.

This is a hybrid-themed collab for Tokyo Revengers only!

STATUS: CLOSED

General rules:

You must be 18+ to participate – an age in your bio is required. I will be checking. No minors are allowed.

The reader, character, or all of the above can be a hybrid. Any type of hybrid is welcome. Bonus points if it's an exotic one.

The collab will run up to February 14, 2022, which is the deadline but this isn’t a strict one so there’s no pressure!

There will only be 14 slots open!

Written works like oneshot fics are welcome! And drabbles too. No word limit or minimum!

Repeat of characters is allowed but once it reaches two, it won't be available anymore.

Content rules:

Smut and dark content are all welcome as long as they do not contain the following: pedo/philia, in/cest (blood-related), sc*at/vom*it, and promoting hate.

Tag your work appropriately! Also indicate if it will contain any DC. (Some works could include untagged triggering content. Interact at your own discretion.)

All characters must be of the legal age of consent.

The hybrid must be a hybrid. Bestiality is not allowed.

Must be a (Character) x Reader fic.

Tag the final product with #CollardBones🐾 for me to see so I can add it to the masterlist.

TO JOIN: Feel free to send me an ask (off-anon) or a DM. Include your character of choice and the type of hybrid you want to write them as.

ADDITIONAL NOTES: This collab wouldn't be made possible without @fic-dumpster 💖 and her unconditional love and support.

Collab header and dividers made by: @fic-dumpster

💋MASTERLIST:

I. unicorn!wakasa i. - @ranilingus

II. THE MESS WE MADE - blackpanther!haitani brothers - @manjiroscum

III. MISPLACED TRUST - fox/kitsune!sanzu h. - @thewordfae

IV. DIH special - @fic-dumpster

V. snowleopard!wakasa i. & snowleopard! kurokawa i. [poly]- @iz-ana

VI. HUNGRY (FOR YOUR LOVE) - articwolf!inui s. - @s-shinichirosgf

VII. LOSE CONTROL - feralpuppy!kurokawa i. - @harufilms

VIII. WHITE RABBIT - bunny!kokonoi h. - @kazuwhora

XI. lion!sano m. - @festive

X. wolf!sano s. - @beware-of-the-rogue

XI. BURNING RED - ferret!kakucho h. - @manjiroscum

Wdym this isn’t what happened in ep8 🤨

18+ ONLY | BNHA Smut Series:

💍You're My Princess👑

Shoto Todoroki x Fem! Reader

Fantasy AU | Yandere! Prince! Shoto w/ Princess! Fem! Reader

Aged Up Characters (20+) | Strangers to Lovers | Stockholm Syndrome

Do Not Read If You Are Not 18+ or Not Comfortable with Dark Content.

To the BNHA Masterlist!🐄

Summary: Your Father has sold you off to another King to wed their son. Their family is prestigious, handsomely wealthy, and charismatic, but the King is known for his abusive behavior and fire sorcery, while the Prince is known for his cold demeanor and his own fearsome powers.

Part One | Behind the Stone Walls | 8.8K

⚠️TW's: Stalking, Manipulation, Dirty Talk, Teasing, Foreplay, Use of the Pet Name "Princess", Degrading Words Such as Whore, Marking/Lovebites, Nipple Play, Spanking, Ice & Fire Play, Thigh Riding, Facefucking, Titfucking, Degradation Kink, Blowjob, Strength Kink, Deep Throating, Spit Kink, DubCon/NonCon, Facial (F! Receiving), Dacryphilia, Overstimulation, Hair Pulling, Manhandling, Humiliation, Public Sex(ish), and Mentions of Killing/Death.

Part Two | Lukewarm | TBD

⚠️TW's: TBD