God-ish

God-ish

Thank you @princesschimchim1325 for indulging me in my brain rot and making me fall in love with Halovian reader <3 I went goblin mode to complete this hope you guys enjoy~

cw. smut, threesome, dan heng il form, double (triple??) penetration, anal, oral sex (fem receiving), creampie, squirting, cum eating, halovian reader, female reader, implied chubby reader 3.4 k words

"Sing for us, little dove."

A salacious moan bubbled up your throat as a pleasant tingle raced along the curve of your back, the warmth tickling the base of your spine and slowly pooling in the pit of your stomach. The halo floating above your head shimmered from the lights dancing outside your bedroom window, your stuffy room bathed in the warm, neon glow of the city below. Another pleasant shiver wracked your being as you stuffed your bottom lip between your teeth, nibbling on the dry skin as another pathetic whimper tried to crawl out of your throat. Your body felt like it was on fire, your blood simmering hotly in your veins as you were smothered between your two lovers, their combined heat almost stifling as your lungs pinched in your chest.

The tips of your ears burned red hot at the debauched sound coming between your trembling thighs, beads of slick dripping down the soft insides as your drooling cunt slobbered filthily around both Dan Heng’s and Blade’s cocks. Their thick girths made your head feel dizzy as their boiling cocks crowded your poor, soused pussy, teeth digging into your bottom lip harder as your velvety walls squeezed around them tighter. Every single hair on the nape of your neck stood up in anticipation as Dan Heng pressed closer to you, his chest brushing up against the clammy skin of your back as he nudged his draconic cocks a little deeper inside of you, the other cock in question currently ravaging your ass as the ribbed texture dragged against your sensitive walls. You could feel his hot breath tickle the shell of your ear as he hooked his chin on your shoulder, eyes drinking in the sight of where your bodies were all joined in fervid rapture. Goosebumps prickled your flesh despite the searing heat knotting in the pit of your stomach as Blade’s strong hands curled around your hips, calloused fingertips poking your soft stomach and squeezing until the irresistible pudge spilled between the digits. You whined softly, releasing your bruised lips when Dan Heng swiped his thumb across the seam of your mouth.

"Shh, none of that now, little bird" he whispered with a husky purr of your name. "We want to hear you."

Your fluffy wings framing your face started to flutter madly with a mix of arousal and embarrassment as you were rendered utterly speechless, hazy mind struggling to even come up with a coherent thought as you tried to think past the thick fog. Blade hummed in agreement as he nuzzled his face between the scorching valley of your tits, peering up at you with piercing, crimson eyes as he watched the movements of your sumptuous body like a predator, lips parted around sharp teeth as he searched for an opportunity to bite down. You gently scratched your nails down Blade’s torso, feeling his muscles flex and jump under the searing touch of your skin as another string of high-pitched moans were coaxed out of you. Dan Heng purred in content as his long, serpentine tail coiled lazily around your waist, the feathered tip flicking with excitement as you continued to bounce in Blade’s lap, your pussy greedily swallowing around them as more slick dribbled down the sides of their cocks and stained the sweat soaked sheets beneath you.

You took a shuddering breath when you felt the scrape of Blade’s sharp teeth against your chest, the sting of his bite soothed by the lapping of his tongue as he nudged his nose against your soft tit and enveloped a hard tip. A constellation of tears clung to the edges of your lashes as he sucked on the rosy bud of your nipple, his tongue swirling around the nerve as small bolts of electricity zapped along the ridges of your spine until your fingertips felt like they were going numb. Your senses were overwhelmed and overloaded all at once as you were split open on their cocks, exposing every single raw nerve in your body as the most sinful noises echoed around your room, the sound only rivalled by the violent shake of your headboard as you trembled along with it. Dan Heng’s forked tongue flickered over the shell of your ear as he gently blew air in the direction of your pretty wings, the fluffy feathers ruffled against the sudden chill as they shivered against your flaming cheeks.

"Good girl" Dan Heng praised softly, his fingertips ghosting over your side as a warm hum bubbled up your throat. "Taking us so well. You sound so lovely when you sing."

A hiccup of pleasure bubbled in your chest as Blade let go of your breast with a wet pop, your tits sticky with his cooling saliva as he dragged his kiss swollen lips over your exposed throat. Your eyelashes fluttered over your burning cheeks as the small wings poking from your mused hair crossed in front of your face, trying to hide your expression as you shyly averted your lidded gaze. Your pussy twitched and squeezed as you felt a hot moan dance along the hollow of your throat, followed by the warm press of Blade’s tongue as he lapped at the perspiration clinging to your skin. Wisps of his dark hair curled around the tips of your fingers, nails catching in his unkept hair as his hands curled around your plush thighs and squeezed. Your pulse wavered frantically in your ears, heart ready to shatter your ribs when you felt the intimate press of his black nails digging into your soft thighs, leaving behind crescent shaped marks as he coaxed your body to rock harder against him. You squealed in mild surprise, the disgruntled noise lodged in your throat as you swallowed the budding saliva on your tongue and tasting the desire lingering in the back of your throat. The rock of your hips faltered as Blade spoke your name, pearly white teeth glinting dangerously under the neon lights bathing your skin in an ethereal glow as he bared his fangs at you.

"Scream louder, little dove."

Your voice caught in your throat as Blade seized your neck with his teeth. Your shoulders jumped up to your ears, your eyebrows twitching as you expected the pain of his bite. Yet it did not come. You could feel the pressure of his teeth against your throat yet he did not bite down. The frantic pace of Dan Heng’s hips came to a halt as the hairs on his tail bristled, a soft growl in his throat as he sent Blade a harsh glare.

"Be careful" he hissed in warning. "She is not your chew toy."

Your eyes slipped open, mind trying to comprehend when they closed as you stared down at Blade in a daze. You saw Dan Heng reach over you to scratch his long talons down Blade’s back, stirring a groan from the older man as his body jerked. The snap of his hips started to taper off as he released his grip on your throat, tongue lovingly tracing the soft indents he left behind before his eyes were narrowed at the man behind you.

"I am being careful" Blade replied with just as much venom as Dan Heng had spat at him. "And don’t think I haven’t noticed you gnawing on the back of our dove’s neck."

In retaliation for having the dragon rake his nails down his back Blade’s hands grabbed his hips, fingers pinching and tugging on the skin of his bony hips until the younger man yelped. Dan Heng’s horns flashed with an ethereal glow as another sound stirred in his throat, but he swallowed it immediately when you finally intervened in their petty squabble.

"Boys. Peace" you spoke gently.

You pried Dan Heng’s arms from Blade, gently guiding them back to your body as they tangled around your waist. Your soothing voice was enough to make Blade relent as well, his hands slipping back to your hips as he placed a searing kiss to the hollow of your throat. Dan Heng nudged his nose into your soft hair, mumbling an apology to you as a soft hum warbled from your throat. You tangled your hands in Blade’s hair again, cradling the back of his head and pushing his face further into the crook of your neck as his lips blazed a trail of fire over your heated skin. You massaged your fingers along his scalp as you rolled your hips, your pussy sinking down further onto their cocks as they both shared a satisfied groan of approval. Both men shared a look that didn’t quite catch your gaze and with a wordless nod they both started to move once more.

You moaned loudly with delight, jaw slack as noises of bliss slipped from your tongue unabashed. You pawed at Blade’s scarred chest as you felt both the fat heads of their cocks smothered against your cervix, alternating and waging a battle to see which one was going to have the honour of filling your womb first. Your creamy walls pulsed as you weakly rolled your hips, unable to keep up with either of their energetic thrusts as both of your holes were stretched and pounded. You could see stars swirling in your vision as Dan Heng’s hands cupped your chest, your tits eagerly bouncing into the touch of his palms as his fingers tugged and pulled at the pert tips. His forked tongue flickered over the shell of your ear before he pressed his lips to one of your wings, making your feathers puff up as a violent shudder tickled the base of your skull. A lazy smirk crawled over Blade’s lips as his hand sneaked between your plump thighs, thumb brushing the hood of your clit as the little bud flushed to life.

"You’re getting tighter, little bird" Blade mused as your walls squeezed around the drooling tip of his cock. "And your pretty little cunt is drooling all over us. Do you want to cum?"

You nodded dumbly along to his words. "Please, please…wanna cum so bad" you babbled. "You both make me feel so good."

Your voice tapered off with a high-pitched keen, wings stuttering and flapping madly against your face as the blistering coil inside side of you twisted and knotted, fraying the last threads of your sanity as your body ached all over for that sweet taste of Nirvana. Blade’s hips bumped into yours as he pulled you down on top of him, working your hips at the pace you desperately needed as your pleased cries rung in his ears like a chime from a shimmering bell. The frenzy of wet skin slapping against skin made your pulse waver, drool gathering at the corners of your kiss swollen lips as your body jolted forward. You fought to keep your eyes uncrossed and prevent them from rolling into the back of your head but with the way Dan Heng was pushing his draconic cocks into you, making your overstimulated body feel every rough drag of his ribbed dicks, you had no hope of lasting much longer. Blade tasted the shape of your mouth as his thumb rubbed the tightly packed bundle of nerves of your slippery clit, pushing your body over the crumbling precipice as your world crumbled around you.

You drenched the sheets beneath your tangled bodies as the hot coil in your stomach shattered into a million pieces, white hot euphoria flooding your veins as you trembled between your lovers. You screamed and cried their names to the heavens as liquid ecstasy dribbled from your core, sticky threads of your translucent essence coating both Dan Heng and Blade as they worked you through your rapture. You felt weightless as Blade swallowed your hungry cries and you drooled around his tongue, your velvety walls pulsing and spasming as your body tried to coax them both to find their own pleasure highs. Dan Heng was the first to succumb to the sweet song of your body, a feral snarl tearing from his throat as he buried himself to the hilt inside of you. He rutted his hips into the succulent flesh of your ass like an animal in heat, thick ropes of his seed filling both of your holes as the warmth exploded across your abdomen. Your sweet nectar continued to gush from your core as Dan Heng’s sharp fangs pricked the nape of your neck, tongue soothing the sting of his rough bite as he pumped every last drop of his cum into you until you were overflowing.

It wasn’t long before Blade succumbed to his own pleasure, eyes unfocused and mind too preoccupied with the way you were fluttering around him to perceive anything other than the torturous rapture of your body. He thrust deeper into your pussy, the head of his cock occupying the space Dan Heng was pressed against just a moment prior. His balls tightened, cock kicking as he painted your wombs with thick ropes of his seed that filled you to the point where it felt like you were going to burst. You squirmed in their grasp, almost suffocating between them as they held you close and stuffed you full. Blade parted from your lips with a slick pop, only for Dan Heng to tilt your head towards him and capture your mouth in a searing kiss. You moaned as the breath was stolen from your lungs, the embers of pleasure smouldering in your veins as Blade filled you with another load of sticky warmth, drowning your womb as pretty pearls of white dripped down your quaking thighs in thick rivulets.

Once Dan Heng removed his tongue from the back of your throat, you were given a moment of reprieve. Your body trembled like a leaf in the wind as exhaustion settled deep in your bones. Everything was a pleasant buzz as you tried to regain control of your breathing, senses slowly crawling back to you as your pussy struggled to swallow and keep all your lovers combined spend in you. Dan Heng was the first to ease out of you, tail slowly unwinding as he pulled his softening cocks out from the holes he had been so passionately fucking just a few minutes prior. You mourned the loss of warmth when Blade followed soon after, tremors running rampant around your body as you collapsed into the soft embrace of your fluffy blankets and pillows.

You stared absentmindedly at the ceiling, head still feeling fuzzy as your wings drooped beside your head, the frazzled tips curling up like wilted flowers as you all tried to calm down from your collective highs. Your wings immediately curled up when Dan Heng crawled over to you, his body coming to nestle at your side as he sought your alluring warmth. His tail idly curled around your thigh, the tip tickling the inside of your ankle as cool scales warmed by your body brushed against your sensitive skin. He pressed his lips to your cheek, the palm of his hand coming to rest on your round belly as he stroked his fingers around your navel in a soothing motion.

"You were such a good girl" he whispered, kissing your cheek again as your wings fluttered and fluffed up in content. "Are you alright? How are you feeling?"

The concern laced in his voice made your heart sing, warmth stirring in your chest as you offered him a bashful smile. You combed your fingers through his hair, a pleased purr vibrating against your skin as you traced your fingertips over the branches of his glowing horns.

"I’m okay" you reassured. "Just…um…a bit sticky."

Dan Heng chuckled softly, teeth sinking into your round cheek as he growled playfully. You giggled, happily lapping up his affection as you feel into a comfortable position lazing on your bare back. Your attention wavered as Blade gently nudged your legs apart, nestling himself between your parted thighs as he looked up at you beneath his dark lashes.

"I can help with that" he responded.

His tongue peeked out of the seam of his lips as he dragged it over the bruised flesh, salivating in anticipation as he gazed at the apex of your thighs with hungry eyes. You gently nodded as Dan Heng kissed your cheek once more, fingers dancing along your stomach before dipping between your sticky thighs. His fingers spread open the puffy lips of your pussy, the glistening pearl of your clit twitching as another tight knot twisted low in the pit of your gut. The touch of Blade’s hands sliding over your quivering thighs was like a soothing balm as he made himself comfortable beneath you, mouth hovering dangerously close to the place where you ached the most. His tongue flicked over the bud of your clit, causing you to mewl with pleasure as your back tingled with pleasant ripples. Blade hummed low in his throat as his tongue parted your creamy folds, allowing your taste to melt on his tongue as he swallowed thickly. Your eyes fluttered, threatening to slip close as Dan Heng tucked his face into the crook of your neck, leaving a trail of open mouth kisses as he dragged his tongue along your throat. Blade squeezed your hips before your eyes could slip shut, making you snap back to attention as he placed a wet kiss on your clit.

"Eyes on me, pretty girl" Blade mumbled before he promptly stuffed his mouth with your succulent pussy.

You whined loudly but did as Blade ask, watching with rapt attention as Blade scooped up a mixture of your combined essence with his long tongue before swallowing thickly. Your intoxicating scent made his nostrils flare, curling in his lungs with each deep breath he took as he sampled another taste of you. You squirmed, wings shuffling closer to your face once again to hide the flustered expression on your face as your lips fell slack as you panted roughly. Dan Heng pressed himself closer to your side, whispering soft praises into your ear as he rutted his hips against you, grinding the weeping heads of his cocks against your thigh and smearing your skin with beads of his arousal. Blade pushed your legs higher, slinging them over his shoulders as his tongue delved lower, teasing open your pussy before slipping inside.

You threw your head back with a loud moan, overstimulated nerves boiling as Dan Heng pinched your clit between deft fingers, rubbing over the raw nerve as it zapped you like a live wire. Your pussy fluttered around Blade’s tongue as it pushed further inside of you, reaching impossible depths as he tongue fucked your sopping hole and lapped up the combined bitterness and sweetness of everyone’s cum. He moaned hotly into your messy pussy as the tip of his tongue teased the opening of your womb, rubbing sensually over the blistering hot nerves as he pushed your body higher and higher with bliss. Your head felt like it was floating in the clouds as you twisted between the sheets, strands of hair sticking to your damp forehead as another mind-numbing orgasm threatened to tear your body asunder.

"Gonna cum again" you said with a heady slur, toes curling hard into the soles of your feet.

Blade ground his hips against the mattress, desperate to feel even an ounce of friction on the aching head of his drooling cock as you bucked your hips against his face, pussy drooling more slick as Dan Heng’ fingers rubbed your slippery clit faster in rough, tight circles. The coil inside of you unfurled once more as your sore pussy squirted your sweet nectar, your face burning with the intensity of a raging inferno when Blade nosily suckled on your core and drank from you like a parched man. He rutted the flushed, swollen head of his cock into the mattress once more, the tip exploding with sticky strings of white as he pulled another orgasm from your sweet, weary body. Your mewls of pleasure turned into soft whimpers of overstimulation, tears staining your cheeks as a wet sob rumbled in your chest. Blade did not stop slobbering over your wet pussy until Dan Heng wrapped a hand around his hair and forcibly removed him, the rough scrape of his tongue parting from you dragging another weak and searing orgasm from you that left you twitching.

You cuddled up to Dan Heng as he kissed your neck, watching with lazy eyes as Blade shook Dan Heng’s grip from him. He was still so achingly hard as he hovered over you, face coming to press against the side that Dan Heng wasn’t occupying. His hot breath rolled down the side of your neck as he nibbled on the cartilage of your wing, feathers weighed down by his saliva and your own sweat as they shuddered.

"We’re not done yet, little dove."

Sticky Sweet

Back again with another hit banger because I currently cannot seem to escape this sudden, oral fixation that is rotting my brain. So now, you can all suffer with me, I will be disturbing the peace because I am a feral gremlin. I've already written something similar to this already with Blade that I already uploaded to A03 but I also needed to plague Jing Yuan with this idea as well. Please, feedback is appreciated and please for the love of god indulge my oral fixation I am going insane over here. Enjoy~

cw. smut, oral sex (fem receiving) clit warming ((like cock warming, but with clit instead)) somnophilia (it's very light and reader-chan does wake up during but still)

You awoke in the early hours of the morning to a pleasant heat simmering low in the pit of your stomach. Your eyelashes fluttered over your cheeks as you stirred, struggling to peel your eyes open as the warm rays of sunlight peeked beneath your bedroom curtain and kissed your warm skin. You were coaxed awake as a pleasant tingle rippled along the ridges of your spine, tickling your belly as your eyes finally snapped open. The sight you were greeted with made your stomach do flips. 

Jing Yuan lay beneath you between your plump thighs, lazing on his stomach like a cat on a lazy Sunday afternoon. His large, warm hands calloused by hundreds of years of combat curled around your hips, thick fingers sinking into the soft pudge of your stomach until it spilled between the splayed digits. His mouth was pressed flush at the apex of your thighs, lips shimmering with beads of your arousal as he trapped the pretty pearl of your clit between the bruised skin. You inhaled sharply, hips jolting in his grasp and blood simmered hotly in your veins at the debauched sight of your lover.

"Jing Yuan!" you exclaimed. 

A warm hum stirred in his chest in response, the vibrations feeling heavenly against the small, twitching bud of your clit as your nerves flushed to life. His eyes fluttered open as he peeked up at you beneath thick lashes, golden eyes smouldering like the hot embers of a forge as he continued to warm your pretty clit in the hot, wet cavern of his mouth. He coaxed your hips back down to the mattress, his thumbs brushing against the alluring v-line of your sumptuous body and making every hair on the nape of your neck stand to attention. Your head fell back into the comfortable confines of your pillow, heart pulsing so loud in your ears that you almost didn’t hear your own laboured breaths. You stared down at Jing Yuan in a daze, head dizzy and full of cotton as your groggy mind tried to comprehend what was happening. 

You would be lying if you said you weren’t pleasantly surprised with what you had woken up to. 

You carded your shaking hands through his thick hair, wisps of his silver mane curling around the tips of your fingers as you rubbed your fingers against his scalp. Jing Yuan purred in response to your gentle caress, throat bobbing as he swallowed the budding saliva on his tongue and let your taste linger to the back of his throat. You briefly wondered how long Jing Yuan had been at this, warming your exposed clit with his mouth and doing nothing else. You figured it must have been a long time, chest sticky with his cooling saliva and the wet seam of your cunt throbbing desperately for attention as the hot knot in your stomach winched tighter. Beads of your arousal dribbled down your quaking thighs as long locks of Jing Yuan’s hair pooled around your soft stomach, setting every single nerve in your body on edge and turning the tips of your fingers numb.

Your body twisted in the sweat soaked sheets beneath you, toes curling into the soles of your feet as your pussy pulsed, drooling and clenching around nothing as you were slowly coaxed towards a blissful release. The thing that was making your head spin so much was how Jing Yuan wasn’t even doing anything special with his mouth, just simply allowing your clit to rest against the slick muscle of his tongue and be soaked in the sticky strings of his saliva. You struggled to keep your eyes focused and prevent them from rolling into the back of your head. You swallowed around the lump in your throat, tongue feeling like lead in your mouth as you slurred your words like a drunken fool. 

"Jing Yuan" you moaned, almost choking on a hiccup of pleasure. "So close. Gonna cum…"

The corners of Jing Yuan’s lips twitched in a smile as you raked your nails along the back of his scalp, trying to spur him into action. His movements were slow like molasses, his breath hot against the silky lips of your pussy as he slowly opened his mouth. You peered down at him with eyes just as dazed as your mind, crystalline tears threatening to spill from your eyes as he rolled the bud of your clit along his tongue, letting the tightly packed bundle of nerves melt on his tongue before he swallowed the twitching bud back into his mouth with an audible gulp. You threw your head back as stars wavered in your vision, the gentle suction of his lips against your clit enough to make you keen and drive your body over the edge. 

You whined his name as the hot coil in your stomach shattered into tiny pieces, veins flooded with white hot euphoria as your slick juices spilled from your core. You mewled with bliss as Jing Yuan lazily made out with your pussy, your ears burning red hot at the sound of his wet lips smacking together and a pleased moan rumbling in his chest. Your thighs twitched around his head, legs squished against his cheeks as he scooped up a mixture of your essence and his saliva before swallowing thickly. Your hips chased the warm feeling of his mouth as he dragged his tongue through your creamy folds, hair spilling around your fingers as you tugged on the baby hairs lining the nape of his neck. He let go of your slippery clit with an audible pop, the tip of his tongue continuing to tease the overstimulated nerves as he languidly flicked it with his tongue. 

"Good morning" Jing Yuan finally greeted; voice thick as sleep still clung to the edges of his tone. 

A warm hum bubbled up your throat as you petted his hair, eyes lidded and a warm smile tugging at your lips. 

"Very good indeed" you replied. 

A chuckle breezed past Jing Yuan’s lips as he placed a sloppy kiss over your messy pussy, enjoying the way you squirmed in his hold when his tongue gently lapped at your soused folds. 

"I just have one question" you mumbled under your breath, body still twitching in the aftermath of your pleasure. 

Jing Yuan hummed in response, signalling you had his attention even though he couldn’t tear his hungry gaze from the way your succulent pussy drooled around his tongue.

"Why?" you simply asked.

Jing Yuan pondered the thought for a moment, fingers drumming along your plump thighs and rubbing soothing circles into your body to calm the erratic beat of your heart.

"Your clit looked pretty, glistening like morning dew. I wanted it in my mouth."

You snorted softly, unable to contain your bouts of giggles as you fondly shook your head. You noted that Jing Yuan still had yet to release his grip on you, greedy hands kneading at your soft skin like a needy cat as he kept you pressed to the mattress with the majority of his bulk. His lips hovered over your leaking cunt, pressing so tantalisingly close as pleasure sparked in the depths of your belly once more. He shot you a lazy grin as he rubbed his cheek fondly against the inside of your sticky thighs, tongue swiping over his kiss-swollen lips in anticipation. 

"I think I may need to indulge you again."

Dont Get Caught

Characters - Servant!Nagito Komaeda x Reader Summary - Things get depraved while trying to escape from a crazed Servant Word Count - 1,802 Warnings - Smut, Servant being absolutely feral, Female Reader, The consent LOOKS dubious at first but shes into it trust guys, Unprotected Sex, Fingering, Junko's hand is barely mentioned one time A/N - This used to be in first person lol, but uhh being fr I dunno where this came from I passed out and woke up with five pages idk.

Pain shoots through the soles of your feet as you tear through the halls as fast as you can, the sound of chains rattling accompanies a sick, twisted laugh echoing out from behind.

 "Ahaahahah~ Oh dear! Do you really think you can run from me?! How mistaken you are. " A chill shoots through your body at those words, distracting you, causing you to trip over your feet and go tumbling to the floor. "Ow! Damn it!" you yelp, your ankle throbbing with pain as you scramble back up to your feet. Your escape slowed. "Uh-oh! Looks like someone’s not as lucky as they thought they were!" Your pursuer chuckles darkly.

Gritting your teeth, you limp past door after door, finally finding one that’s unlocked rushing inside and turning the locking mechanism behind you as your eyes skittishly search the room for a hiding spot. There! That might work! you think wildly, diving underneath a table covered with cloth, body shaking as your ears prick up at the door handle rattling, someone panting heavily behind it. The noise stops and relief washes over your body, but at the soft, unmistakable clinking noise of a key, your stomach drops. With a click, the door creaks open.

You can hear the footsteps of "Servant", as he prefers to be called, creeping closer and closer, his deceptively softened voice murmurs, echoing dreadfully in your ears. "Aww come on dearest~ won’t you come out and play?" He coos, trying to lure you out into the open. 

Your eyes never leave the shadowy outline of his body behind the thin sheet of fabric, stalking the room, occasionally bending down or lifting things in search of your person. Small sounds of disappointment leave his mouth every time he’s wrong. The chain around his neck rattled softly with each movement. 

After a few minutes, his eyes land on the table you’re hiding under.

Your lungs burn as you hold your breath, careful not to make a sound as he slowly creeps over, inspecting the table but never moving the cloth. Your whole body was trembling so hard you were almost certain he could hear your shaking. With a dissatisfied sigh, he turns on his heel and starts to slink away from the table. Closing your eyes, you let out a gasp of relief, foolishly believing he had left. Suddenly you feel a strong grip around the protruding bony knobs of your ankle and within seconds you’re dragged out from under the table, Servant pinning you roughly to the floor, a crazed expression of victory and desire plastered on his face. 

As you tremble underneath his grip he leans down, locking his longing eyes on your shaking form. His warm breath sends shivers through your body as he leans further and whispers into your ear, "So what now Angel?" Your wide eyes slowly soften as he patiently waits for an answer.

Your response comes in the form of your lips curling upward, bestowing him with a shaky smile. You suck in a breath as an animalistic look fills his eyes, followed by a far too-wide grin before his mouth slams onto your own, immediately overtaking your tongue with the fervor of a lunatic, all the while he practically tears your clothes off. He only pauses his assault on your lips to help your still-shaky hands remove his ragged sweater, revealing the sallow expanse of his pale skin. You take particular care to avoid pulling \his striped glove off along with his sleeves, the both of you keen on keeping the knit hiding the rotting piece of Enoshima firmly on.

 His hungry eyes trail over your now-exposed body. Heat flushing your face and somewhere much lower as he starts biting and sucking along your throat harshly, reddish-purple marks blooming on the delicate skin of your neck in his wake, marking you as his and his alone.

 Moans of pleasure and pain tremble in the air past your chapped lips as he moves lower, his large hands lightly scratching down your sides and then trailing off to grip your thighs harshly. "God... you look so fucking hot spread out for me like this, darling," he moans, burying his face into the swells of your chest, nipping and sucking at one of the sensitive pink buds while the other hangs free, bouncing in tempo with the movement of his head dipping to latch onto your nipples. Quiet moans slip out of your mouth as you gaze upon the depraved sight of Servant sucking on your tits like a whiny baby, alternating between each side in an effort to give both his undivided attention. 

Your core was hot and dripping from the feeling, but craving more. And as if he could read your mind your eyes widen as I watch him nestle between your legs, spreading them out farther. Even though you had a front-row seat to his minstrations Shock still shot through you as he swiped his index finger through the slick heat between your thighs. "H-huh! Wait, what are you-" You don't get the privilege of finishing your question as Servant quickly thrusts one of his long fingers into your throbbing cunt. Pistoning it in and out at a frighteningly fast pace.

 "Mmph! I-it feels so good Servant!" Your mewls are music to his ears as he thrusts a second finger in, obscene squelching sounds accompanying your lustful melody filling the air. The white curls of his hair slip into his face as Servant lifts his head and soaks in the scene below him. The erection he has is so blatantly obvious as it strains against his grimy jeans that it looks painful, a thin line of saliva pooling in the corner of his mouth as he unconsciously grinds himself against the floor in erratic jerks. "Angel, you feel so- so good on my fingers like that…" he whines softly, his tone not at all matching the ferocity he’s finger-fucking you with, your hips twitching upward violently whenever he presses into that spongy spot your own smaller fingers could never dream of reaching on their own.

 He slows down and pulls his fingers out of you, a dissatisfied whimper dragging out of your mouth as the sensation of pleasure dissipates and is replaced with frustrating emptiness. Servant, however, wraps his mouth around his dripping fingers and sucks. An absolutely salacious moan erupting from him as he licks his fingers clean, "Sweets aren’t usually something I enjoy... but you taste divine dearest..." he breathes in a low tone that makes you clench around nothing while he uses his free hand to unzip his overly tight jeans and rip them off, taking the boxers with them. 

The groan that escapes Servant as his twitching cock is finally released sends a fresh bolt of arousal to your core. The sight of the poor thing leaking fat pearls of pre and flushed an angry red member made your cunt practically ache for it.  With one look at your huffy breathing, and wide eyes fixed upon him Servant’s restraint snaps. His eyes swirling with lust darken as he grabs your hips, and without warning, slams himself fully inside you. Bottoming out. A sharp sting shoots through you with each of his thrusts, slowly fading into rolling waves of satisfaction. "A-Aaah! S-Servant Mmph! Wait-" Your wailing cut off once again,  the pain and pleasure of being fucked so mercilessly blended your senses in a way only Servant could accomplish.

 "Y-You feel so good inside me!" Your voice keens. And as he picks up the pace, sharp, deranged laughter melds in with moans spilling uncontrollably from his mouth. A chill goes up your spine but you instinctively wrap your legs around him anyway, giving him better and –more importantly– deeper access into your gushing cunt. Your nails claw red lines into his pale back as your body reacts, hips rolling in time with his, the pain melting into overwhelming pleasure.

"Yeah? Yeah! God, please don’t s- stop talking! " he snarls into your shoulder as his head falls to bury his face back into your skin as he loses himself in the ecstasy of you, hips snapping faster and faster as your cry out nearly reaching the release you both had been chasing.

 " Servant- Ah! Please, please never stop!" your voice breaks as you moan out for him, all while he growls and keens like a starved animal. "More! Aha- Keep going!" he demands, Wrenching one of your legs over his deceptively frail shoulder, letting him rut deeper. You shriek now that he’s hitting that spot, the feeling of his spasming cock almost too much for you to take as you dangle on the precipice of finishing.

 "S-so good! I-I’m almost there- Ahh! Please-" Your words falter as the walls of your greedy cunt flutter around him, moans ripping from your throat almost as fast as he’s slamming his hips into you. Servant slows just a fraction and purrs sadistically sweet into your ear, "Please what?" He asks, almost innocently, innocent except for the look of pure crazed desire on his face.

 "Please fuck me till all I can remember is you! Aaah! Fuck me until I’m absolutely mindless!"  You beg shamelessly, your release practically dangling from a frayed thread clutched between his lithe fingers. "Perfect darling…" he praises, and in a matter of seconds, the starved, crazed part of him returns and his brutal pace along with it. Slamming into you rougher than before. "A-angel I’m going to- Nnghh!" Servant gritted his teeth, thrusting faster and faster.

Words finally abandon you as you moan and writhe without abandon, back arching and thighs trembling as stars blind you. Your body convulses with the force behind your orgasm, waves of pleasure and relief crashing into you as your mouth drops open in babbling and incoherent whimpering. Servant finishes next, the pace and rhythm of his thrusts becoming disoriented as the heat building in him reaches its boiling point and he spills over, his cock twitching and throbbing as cum shoots out of it, filling the confines of your cunt and gushing out of it, dripping down your thighs and the floor beneath your bodies. 

"Mmm, you were so good for me Angel..." Servant collapses onto you, his head resting upon your chest as you lean into his warmth. “Thank you." He whispers weakly against the bruising skin of your hickey-lined neck, snuggling closer into the warmth of your plush body. You sigh content and high on your afterglow as you nuzzle against his milky skin, uncaring of the dirt that marred his complexion, "Mmhm..." You can barely hm a response, but he seems more than satisfied and pulls you in closer. Each of your quickly beating hearts slow to the rhythm of unconsciousness as you fall asleep like dogs together on the floor.

I‘m obsessed with this

Him pressing her to the ground

His body covering her entire body bc he's so tall and broad, the feeling of his weight on her

The handholding that functions as pinning her down

His red ears (might be from the cold though)

The hand on her cheeks + kinda holding her chin just bc he can since his hands are so big

This is only a guess but convince me that he's not parting her legs with his resting one leg dangerously close to the warmth he "needs"

On that note: the ice melting during the kiss

His outfit is not only pretty but I bet fun to take off as well-

Warning: this is just smut, pure filth.

If you’re not 18+ this is your cue to leave 🚪

Zayne is the type of boyfriend that makes you ride him while looking into his eyes until you can’t hold yourself up anymore because it’s so intense and he’s reaching so deep.

He loves this view. He may be under you but don’t let it fool you to think you’re in charge. If he wanted to he could just fuck into you from this angle by slightly working his hips towards you and make you see stars. However at this point, how hazy you are already that would be just cruel … wouldn’t it?

This angle allows him a prime view to just watch you as you chase your high by using him as not more than a means to get that release you’re craving.

He’s obsessed with you. He tries to hide how much he really adores you because he doesn’t want to scare you away with how much he actually wants you, needs you, but he is sure you can feel his heart pounding beneath your hands as you straddle him regardless of his attempts to mask it. The heart cannot lie.

He reaches up and cups your perky breasts in his big, surprisingly warm, hands. They are so warm they feel like fire on your skin. It feels like they are trying to burnthemselves onto Zayne’s favourite part of your body. After idly caressing your breasts soothingly, Zayne opts for increasing the roughness of his touch and starts massaging them gently, squeezing them harshly from time to time, a feeling that goes straight to your core.

The look on your face, that cock-drunk expression: mouth slightly agape, eyes struggling to stay focused threatening to roll back and you tearing up because of how good he is making you feel. Zayne has jerked off to your face more times than he wants to admit.

He gently cups your face causing you to ground yourself a little and make eye contact with him. His thumb strokes over your cheek in an adoring manner until it travels down to your lips. They are pink and swollen and for a second he thinks about sinking his cock between them, but not now. Now he wants you to cum for him while he is buried deep inside of you. Deeper than any other man ever was nor would for that matter because that is out of question. No matter the circumstances or consequences, Zayne would hunt down whoever tried to replace him. He could easily make it look like an accident. Sometimes his love for you scares him but that’s the price he is willing to pay.

“Open.“

He doesn’t have to elaborate, you know exactly what he wants as you start sucking on his fingers like a shameless whore. His whore. Only his. Forever. The little velvet box bearing an engagement ring, that has been resting in his part of the closet for a while being a token for that.

“Good girl.“

He takes his wet fingers out of your mouth and swirls them around your nipple and a tiny moan erupts from you. Zayne chuckles and you send him a playful glare. That glare doesn’t hold up long though because drinking in how sinful your boyfriend looks under you, you’re quickly occupied with trying not to cum but rather ingrain that image into your memory so you’ll remember it for the rest of your life.

Black hair pushed back, slightly tousled; most likely a result of your doings earlier when his face was buried between your thighs. His cheeks and ears are red, a telltale sign that he is either embarrassed or aroused. Right now it’s the latter. His forehead is covered in beats of sweat and his eyes are filled with something that can be only described as pure lust.

You’re brought back to planet earth by a cold pinch of your sensitive nipples and another moan escapes you. That crazy motherfucker used his EVOL and it felt good. Make lemonade out of lemons or whatever they say.

This was the last straw to your somewhat composure. Now you are clutching onto his shoulders to hold yourself up as Zayne continues his assault on your nipples.

“Zayne-”

Hearing you moan his name always does it for him. He can feel something in him snap, most likely his self control and his blood practically starts to boil.

“Come here.”

And then, with a swift motion he just scoops you up into his arms pressing your chest against his as he rocks you up and down the whole length of cock like his personal fleshlight. If you weren’t moaning and screaming you’d be in awe of how strong he is as he rocks you up and down hitting deeper than you thought was ever possible, muscles flexing beneath his perfect skin. In an attempt to get even closer to him you bury your face into his neck and let yourself be consumed by Zayne’s smell, that certain smell you call home. God the things you’d do for this man.

Clutching your thighs, his fingertips leave little marks that knowing Zayne, he will profusely apologize for tomorrow. Meanwhile you’re holding onto his shoulders for dear life carelessly leaving little crescent moons on his back.

He once pointed out, how much he actually enjoys you “leaving a mark on him”. First you thought it was a typical Zayne move trying to comfort you so you don’t feel bad about hurting him. But one day when you where looking for pictures on his phone for a little gift you were preparing, a photoalbum for your anniversary, you found an interesting picture.

It was Zayne in front of your bedroom mirror trying to photograph said marks on his back. You contemplated to tease him with the evidence but the mental imagine of big mean Zayne (that’s at least what others who didn’t know him thought of him to be) standing in front of your bedroom mirror trying to get the perfect picture was too adorable. What you don’t know is that once he got it, he just stood there in the middle of the room looking at the picture, 6’1 of lovey-dovey mush with a loopy grin on his face.

So right now you are basically clawing at his back amping up the scratches the more he moans and curses under his breath.

Once he can’t take it anymore and the only thing on his mind is breeding you as he cums over and over again deep inside of you filling you up until you beg him to stop, he embraces you tightly and flips both of you so he is on top. Your legs are wrapped around his waist and he feels your wetness all over him. Immediately his hands find yours, interlacing your fingers. What looks like romantically holding hands is his gateway to restrain you, holding them tightly pinned over your head so your tits are completely exposed.

His lips find one sensitive nub and he starts devouring you while looking up at you through his lashes, and you swear if he keeps that up you’re going to reach your high from this alone.

“Zayne please-

M-Move!”

He detaches from his favourite toy, his personal little make her dumb button so to speak, to look at you, a twinkle in his eye. For a second he imagines what it would be like to make you suffer a little bit and make you beg for it. Because he knows you would beg for him. Just like you have many times.

You’re so fucked out and desperate for him it turns him on so much almost hurts and though he swears couldn’t possibly be any harder he feels another wave of desire wash over him threatening to drown him. Not only does he accept his fate, the thought weirdly enough makes him beyond happy and he struggles to hide the smirk creeping up on the corner of his by now swollen lips as he goes in for a kiss and you can’t help but surrender yourself to.

“ Whatever you want my love.”

He leans down whispering in your ear, voice laced with desire, and something slightly … sadistic?

“Just remember, you asked for it.”

From that point on, only the gods above can help you and the bed frame …

I don’t know why but I picture Zayne to be less of a butt guy and rather a boobie guy maybe because of cardio lmao … 💭

✧ ⁺˳ cw. fem! reader, soft dom nanami, praise, p in v, mdni.

husband nanami was a patient man. he treated you like glass, so delicate—he didn’t want to ever break you. with something as passionate as intimacy though, he made sure to go slow and take his precious time with you. after all, you were his baby. yet, there’d be one time where you ask for him to be a bit more rough. just a little, he playfully raises a eyebrow at you before swiping a thumb underneath your chin. “go r…rougher?” and his words were a mere sweet whisper.

“y- yes, ‘s okay, ‘ken,” you’d nod with a tiny tremor in your voice. as he’s giving you slow, deep strokes, the heel of your foot sensually rubs down against his back. pulling him closer to you, you coat the edge of his twitching pink lips with chaste kisses. “i can handle it, promise.”

“okay, sweetheart,” a soft, genuine smile pulls against the crevices of his mouth before he returns the kissing gesture, a candied mwah. grabbing your knees, he gently moves them up toward your jostling chest. “you’re so perfect,” he groans, hearing each lewd moan elicit out of your throat like it was nothing. “mhm, hold my hand. good girl,” he breathes, his sloppy hits against your core starting to quicken and you bite your lip. in a heaving voice, he buries his face into your neck. a strong musk of cologne wafting against your nostrils. “if you want me to go rougher, i’ll go rougher, my love. just for you.”

his pace was swift and gentle—mahogany colored irises of his continue to pour into your gaze. nanami feels his heart flutter once your arms wrap around him, pulling him close. with a single arm, you drag him further into you, another hand squeezing onto his. masses of fingers intertwine between each other as you moan from his touch. with nanami accelerating in a more quick pace, he presses a kiss against the bridge of your nose.

“t- this . . alright, sweetheart?” he asks in a soothing tone, an eyebrow entwining as he meets your loving stare. god, you were just so beautiful like this underneath him. he could stare at you all day and not get bored of your beauty right in front of him. “not going too hard, am i?”

“yes, ‘s good, baby.” you nod, feeling his grip against your left hand tighten just a bit more.

with a concise sharp piston of his hips, he’s more forward and he sibilates a groaning grunt the second he feels your soddened walls grip against him in such a compressing way. as if you thought you were clingy with nanami—your pussy was even greedier, hugging tightly onto his shaft as if you never wanted to let go. granted, you didn’t.

not now, not ever..

as you depart your fingers from his, you start to feel up against nanami’s bulky arm as he’s repeatedly jerking into you. he’s panting, blond strands of hair run down his face and he has to constantly shift his head back so he can look at you. he relishes in your cute expressions—his favorite part of intimacy was to just stare into those pretty eyes of yours that successfully captured his heart.

you moan again, your hand trailing down against the veins near his arms—he’s so beefy. your fingers then reach near his wrist. clammy digits of yours ghost against the frigid texture of his pricey g-shock that swaddles around his wrist. the watch’s been broken for years, but it was a gift from you so he still proudly wears it. flaunting it with a sweet smile on his face everytime.

“f- fuuuck,” you start to babble, feeling his twitching cock continue to pump you full of staggering inches. your ankles rub all against the outer sides of his back to where it almost tickles him. nanami’s moaning right with you—hot chest pressing up against yours. skin ruthlessly slapping so loud that it’s reverb echoes throughout the entire room. it’s like a song of its own, the bed chimes in to pitch a few notes as well from the constant melodic creaking. “don’t stop, kento. ‘s good, i love you.”

“sweetheart,” he inhales a sharp breath, dimples poking against the corners of his mouth. you’re so whiney, he grips against the fat of your thighs with a single hand before you feel him still bottoming out from the inside. “oh, dear. mhm, you drive me crazy, you know that?” and his voice was lighthearted, he was still moaning himself before he’s still stretching your walls out in the process. as his chest heaves, nanami presses a long, adoring kiss against your lips before he cups your chin. “i love you too. more than you could ever know..”

promise to take it ノ blade . dan heng . jing yuan

ৎ୭ ₊ ˙ ⊹ . 1.6k ノ fem reader — steamy . slightly rough scenarios . separately ノ blade — prone bone . doing it raw . cumming inside ノ dan heng in his dragon form, but not entirely . missionary . implied mating season lol ノ jing yuan — size kink . riding him but he’s still in control and a menace

blade ノ

while the bedroom itself remains an oasis of solace and a delicate space where you can be yourself, never judged by his ruby eyes despite his low huffs and puffs at any of your antics, it is now also a jail for your sobs. cries disappearing in the supple cotton of the pillow as blade pounds into you, rough hands gripping your wrists like a rope. oh no, he will not allow you to push his hips away.

not after you begged for this just moments ago with that adorable whine of yours.

the dripping slickness saving you from the punishment that is him rutting into you with abandon. his cock stretches your pussy wide, filling you to the brim with every thrust, and you arch your back against him, letting him impale you over and over again on his heavy girth.

he growls, his fingers digging into your soft sides, leaving reddened imprints, as he pulls you towards him. he slams into you roughly, his balls slapping against your overly sensitive clit as he fucks you without mercy.

you squirm in his grasp, trying to break free, but no, his grip on you is firm. he doesn’t want you to move. you’re here just to take care of his needs.

the man above you breathes out, his long black hair falling over his arms and tickling your shoulders. using your body as he pleases, relentlessly pushing until only his base can’t settle into your cunt. you whimper, your legs shaking as you feel his tip brush against your deepest spot, and he chuckles. he likes how you clench around him, unsure if you want him to leave you or to welcome him deeper — this is how he knows you’re getting close.

and so blade leans forward, his breath burning your neck, and bites on your irritated skin. you cry out, your soppy walls throbbing to lure him into your heat, and he grunts as he hears your juices plapping down his thighs. the way you cream all over his cock — awfully erotic — your wetness coating his length, and he picks up his pace, pounding into you with renewed vigour. he wants to cum inside you. to fill you up.

a high-pitched squeal escapes your lips, your silhouette shivering with uncontrollable intensity. the overwhelming sensation becomes too much to bear, and you find yourself unable to endure it any longer; still played with like a pretty doll, pressed to the mattress with all of his weight. blade groans, his girth pulsing, and he snugs himself deep into you, cumming in thick, hot spurts, your pussy milking him until the very last drop.

you mewl at his treatment, your wrists aching from his bruising grip, and he smirks, his red eyes gleaming. the way you look right now, his favourite image of contained desires. his dear darling.

he will make it up to you later with sweet kisses and gentle caresses, but for now, he enjoys the sight of his cum oozing out of your well-fucked cunt, dripping onto the bedsheets.

dan heng ノ

this position isn’t something new, however, and even though the fact is pleasant to think about, you do wonder what caused him to get so bold. maybe at the sight of you admiring his partially changed form, eyes drinking in the beautiful shimmer of his scales, he understood that you find him so attractive — as always, but now also intrigued by other parts of him that might be different.

his hand traces the lines of your ribs as you inhale at the feeling of him entering deeper — the unfamiliar shape of his cock nesting comfortably against your soft insides — and then he puts some weight on top of you, pressing you further into the pillows, his lips barely touching your own, unsure if he already wants to kiss you.

“tell me if it hurts you.”

“it’s alright, really. you can… you know, continue…”

“now i’m more concerned that you seem to like it more than when we’re doing it… gentler.” surprised at his own talkativeness, there’s a red splash of colour on his cheeks as he bites his lips at the end of the sentence and buries his face in the crook of your neck. you giggle at his comment, but it turns into a needy moan as he moves his hips to rest snugly between your legs.

with your tongue, you slide across his upper lip, capturing it softly and biting on its tenderness, tasting a faint trace of his salty sweat and humming as he shivers, your fingers tangled in his hair, brushing through the ebony black locks, before whispering, “i know you’re holding back. no need to, i trust you.”

“mmh,” dan heng mutters with a shaky breath as his shaft hardens and thickens at your reactions. your reassuring words have such an impact on him; they're teasing him with this pleading tone of yours, allowing him to mate with you during the times when he gets so incredibly hot in your presence, unable to keep his hands off of you.

his thrusts start slow and measured; however, with each minute passing, he finds himself succumbing more and more to the instinct calling upon him; it is so much different now that you’re within his reach — how you react, how you look at him — everything makes him lose his cool. soon his lips find your nipple again, teeth grazing sensitive skin until you hiss, yet push yourself towards him, arching your back. the sting of his bite stimulates you to the point where your inner walls spasm, clamping down on him tightly as you almost cry out.

even the shallowest strokes produce audible squelching noises whenever he loses his rhythm. he’s just as intoxicated by the new sensation. the little details that change in his build now make you two melt in each other’s arms; his cock glides with fervour and carelessness against the spots that usually required precision.

the pleasure is overwhelming, even a bit scary how accurate at bringing the sweetest of your sobs out. his instincts still force him to grip at your shoulders — you let him do this — to slam harder inside of your pussy. and you can barely take it, but he quickly looks at the side on the clock, and it’s been barely minutes since he started…

jing yuan ノ

he embraces you tightly, wide arms with ease groping your entire body as you shudder, and let him bring you closer, your back pressed to his soft yet firm chest — allowing his cock to reach deeper, spearing your entrance until your essence seeps out in abundance between your bodies.

usually, you would expect jing yuan to prefer being face to face with you, but also knowing what a menace he can be, there must’ve been something more on his mind. which catches you by surprise when you notice his fingers circle your clit from the front, sort of caging you between one pleasure and another as you helplessly try to wriggle out of his iron grip.

at that, what you hear is a chuckle — deep like the ocean, sweet like honey, dripping with both love and lust, and making you all fuzzy from within. the waves of immense enjoyment lap at your limbs from all sides, and you gasp out when his palm rubs you so skillfully, with care and adoration.

“no matter which part of you i touch… it’s a pleasure to watch you shake in my arms.“ he purrs with a small smile, nibbling at your earlobe and inhaling the sweet scent of your hair. you wish to nod but can't, in fear that it’ll only spur him further on to bounce you on his cock and enjoy how you struggle with each thrust. “does my beloved bird feel good?”

before you can answer — which you would love to, gathering the strength and courage to wail and sob into his lips as your head falls back on his shoulder — his palm moves up from your bundle of nerves to your tummy, pressing on the soft flesh there. intently. he knows exactly what to do to get a specific reaction out of you, to make himself moan as you clench abruptly on his girth despite your walls sobbing at the stretch. you feel so full in that moment, choking on your breath at the additional pressure, too occupied with his cock filling your body so wholly.

as he starts to fuck you relentlessly — you cry out, the pitch of your voice higher and higher as you slowly become incapable of maintaining any volume at all — the tiniest sounds, broken huffs of air leaving your mouth; your eyes are glassy with tears, and all you want to do is bury yourself in the pillows and blankets, somehow escape from this prison of bliss. but he holds you close, one hand fondling your breast and the other playing around your lower abdomen, always there where you don’t want him at the moment, just to tease and make you more and more desperate.

a little flick of his thumb against your pearl, a press on your belly, maybe even fingers parting your folds as he drags his fat tip in and out at the perfect angle. it’s enough to throw you over the edge again.

as if your body belonged to him — and he, being the ever caring lover, already knows everything about you, that you enjoy it too much when he manhandles you like this.