Dao The Merman

dao the merman

you and your boyfriend steal a few minutes in your usual sea cave

kinktober 2021

fyi: m!merman x gn!reader; no fandom; ns4w; wc2250; established relationship; frottage; kissing; cockwarming; dirty talk; fingering; biting; teasing/begging; slight overstimulation; slight description of him at the very end, but you’re free to picture him however you’d like

Dao weighs heavy between your thighs, the warmth of his slit leaving you whimpering as he grinds against you, each rotation of his hips against your core blurring the fine lines between fantasy and reality. Your arms clutch at his shoulder, fingers making a pass through his damp hair as you grip his sides with your thighs.

He’s stronger than you’ll ever be, but he lets himself be pulled into you, lips leaving yours to kiss hurriedly down your neck.

“So needy,” he says, his deep voice barely a whisper in the quiet of the sea cave. “What’s the rush?”

“Dao, baby,” you draw your fingers through his hair again, encouraging him to look at you. “I’m freezing.”

It’s somehow colder under his black gaze, but he doesn’t linger, and a sharp nod from him tells you he’s been effectively reminded of your biological differences.

You can hear his tail hit the soft, wet sand in thought, the sound causing you to draw your hands down his back soothingly. He brings his chest closer to yours, offering what little body he has as he presses a soft kiss to your jaw. “My weak little warm-blooded love,” he murmurs, causing you to laugh. 

“Just fuck me,” you breathe as he smiles against your jawline. “Warm me up that way.”

Keep reading

Puki will you leave tumblr because everyone’s acting like it’s dead now :(

oh yeah its SO dead.

1000 notes this post. Now

Headcanons for a laid-back, gentlemanly incubus who's too shy and fearful of hurting their date to bed them? SFW, of course.

I’m 100% here for a gentlemanly incubus! uvu

Very gentle, he’s definitely willing to wait until you’re comfortable and ready for that special moment

(but damn is it hard for him to hold back, you’re so cute and small compared to him he can’t help but want to…but they can’t)

So until the day comes he comes up with other ways to show their love:

Giving you flowers (your house is filled to the brim with them)

Taking you out on dates (you swear its been the 10th one this month)

Tons of cuddling (he’s very warm for being a demon in the depths of hell)

cuddling is a bit more like he lies on his back while you simply lay on top of him; he’s huge!

Serenading you in his native tongue

‘My cat Max’ by Irina ♡

tartaglia/gn!reader, fluff, i am sick as hell

"I told you to dress appropriately." "And I chose not to listen," you grumble, arms crossed as you glare at the ginger. You wore one of his old sweaters, a heavy quilt on your lap as your eyes watered. "I felt warm enough." "And Snezhnayan winters are stronger than anything you've dealt with," Tartaglia tuts, handing you a bowl of something- it smells heavenly, all things considered. "You know you should trust my word about the weather here. I trusted yours when we visited Sumeru together!" "Okay- but," you cough, covering your mouth with your elbow for a moment, "that's different. You almost got heatstroke." "And you took care of me," He chides, sitting next to you with a spoon. "So let me take care of you, sweetheart. Please?" You groan, embarrassed, your fever-warm face heating up even more. But, weakly, you open your mouth with a tired 'aah'. "There we go," Tartaglia smiles, feeding you a warm stew slowly. It's meaty and the broth is thick, but it's good. Damn his cooking skills. "Feeling better?" "Cuddle with me," you mumble, putting the bowl aside and falling onto his lap. "I'm cold as hell." Tartaglia just smiles more, humming as he holds you in his arms. "Next time, trust my word about the weather here?" "Maybe." His laugh bounces around the small cabin, the harsh blizzard outside muffling it just for you and him alone.