Shirou Ogami X F!Human!Reader: On The Hunt (Slight NSFW)

Shirou Ogami X F!Human!Reader: On the Hunt (Slight NSFW)

Warning: Primal Play in case it's not your thing but if it isn't, why are you here 👀

You had to pick up your feet. Your time was limited and you had to get there as fast as possible before it ran out. Glancing at your phone, your timer read 10 seconds. Your headstart was about to end.

You darted into the nearest alleyway, taking it as a shortcut to your destination. You came out on the other side.

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You stopped to flash your ID at the man standing at the door.

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You ran through the doors and made your way to the stairs, not having time for the elevator.

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You bust through the doors of your office and dive under your desk, fitting yourself in the space.

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You froze as the time ran out. You just spent the last half hour running through Anima City to come back right where it all started. Of course, you were careful to not pass by Shirou. The man stood at the front of the building while you ran through the city, wasting your time to spread your scent and slip in through the back of the building.

You hoped the many times you ran the same crossways and streets in all directions to attempt confusion worked. If not, all your running had been for nothing.

You sat for a good fifteen minutes, spending the time getting your heart rate back to normal. Despite that, you still had the bubbling excitement in your stomach knowing he'd be there any moment. You squirmed at the thought.

It was interrupted by the sound of your door opening. The click of his shoes could be heard as he neared the desk.

"I wonder where she is...?" He says tauntingly.

You hear his claws drag along the desk as he walks around. You press yourself further into the small space. He comes to a stop.

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The giant wolf muzzle peaks around and he sniffs, a clear bluff as you know he already has you. He opens his mouth a little, drawing his lips back in a silent growl.

In one quick movement he's snarling and growling at you, pulling you from under the desk by your leg. He moves to grip at your hips as he lifts you up and onto his hip like a toddler.

Your hands grip at the fur around his neck and shoulders.

"Got you, my little one."

You squeak as he throws you onto the couch you have set up. He partially hovers, nose pressed against your panties, snout covered by your skirt. The claws of one hand dig into your side as he keeps you presses down. He takes his other hand and helps you lift your hips up in order for his teeth to snag the band of your panties.

He tears them off with one motion of his head and he leans up, staring you down, the fabric hanging from his mouth. He spits them off to the side and leans back down, nosing at your wet cunt.

You feel his long tongue lap at your entrance, catching the juices that had leaked. He runs it to your clit, pushing harder at it. The feeling leaves.

He chuckles and flips your skirt up with his muzzle. "I wanna make sure you can watch me eat you, my prey."

SHE'S DONE! after a thousand years, she's finally done! ...or at least I'm done with her! (tumblr please don't absolutely destroy my gifs, I am begging you)

now you know the real reason I haven't been obsessively drawing Meleanor, which is that I was in fact obsessively drawing Meleanor but in secret. plus a little background just for fun!

I am. not super happy with her rig; parts of her proved way more difficult than I expected and I very quickly hit the point of "okay, this is a silly fan project and not something that I'm being paid for or has to be really functional, time to MANUALLY KEY ALL THE VERTICES FOREVER". I think the end result came out pretty okay though! just...don't look too close. :')

I recorded some of the drawing part, so I might put that up later! in the meantime I am going to make her do stupid poses for my own enjoyment!

some things to remember:

if you see a popular post where two people are jokingly giving each other shit, it is both possible and extremely likely that these two people are friends messing around. if you approach a stranger with this overly familiar hostile energy, you are not being funny. you are just being rude.

remember that it is both extremely possible and highly likely that op will see everything you add to their posts, including tags. don't say things you would not say to their face.

a post urging people to not be rude to strangers is not a wink-nudge suggestion that people should actually be rude, nor is it a sign that op just needs to toughen up. asking people to be kind is not an outlandish request. if you find yourself offended or see it as an opportunity to show how funny you can be by being mean to someone you don't know, you're just an asshole.

it is much easier to say nothing than to go out of your way to be rude. blocking people is good and healthy. block whoever you want!

posts were more often than not made to express one's thoughts, feelings, experiences, etc. they are not intended to be directed at you, nor should they be taken personally

every account has a person behind it who can see and respond to your actions

if someone stating these things makes you angry, think about why that is

NNN Day 21 with Shirou Ogami

Pairing: Shirou Ogami x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, rough sex, doggie style, feral sex, knotting, growling, biting, Shirou shifts

A/N: This werewolf man is so damn hot!

Shirou rarely lost his composure around anyone even around you during sex. When he herd of No Nut November he was way to cocky that he could win. He won before without even trying. This year it was a little different, this year he was in a relationship which is why he lost.

"Sounds to me like you're just- ah- shifting the blame." You moaned into the pillow pressed against your face as Shirou kept rutting into your cunt from behind. You dared him to fuck you without coming, he took that challenge as well and came in just a few thrusts. Oh how you'll tease him for it later. If you can talk later.

His low grunts turned into a loud growl as you felt the bed dip, the force and weight behind you increase and the wet slapping of skin replaced by soft fur of his wolfman form. "Oh am I? So it wasn't you who begged for my cum just then?"

The increase in his size also meant that his knot was now pushing right at your entrance. It wasn't often that he shifted in the middle of sex, in fact almost never because he knew how easily he could get lost to the more animalistic side of himself. Every thrust was faster, every growl more aggressive, every squeeze leavening new claw marks on your hips.

"You're the one who teased me. You're the one who should take responsibility by taking my whole cock. Knot and all. Like my good little bitch." The more feral he got the more foul mouthed he was, falling deeper and deeper into his instincts. The same ones who told him to make a fresh mating bite but he knew he couldn't not in this form. Instead he focused back on how tight you were around him, how your pussy pulsed around him, "Ease up, let me in darling, you know you like it."

Your back arched upwards only to feel his fluffy, soft chest and belly press you back down, hold you as you came, "I want all of you Shirou." And you had him, his knot finally slipping past your entrance and feeling your pussy accept and clamp down around it. He growled, annoyed that he couldn't fuck you as hard as before. "All your cum in me."

He'd be a very bad mate if he denied you such a simple request. Besides your pussy was already full of his cum, what's a few more shots of it. The two of you were already stuck together for a while so it wasn't like it was gonna be too big of a mess yet.

Shirou howled, snapped his teeth next to your ear as you held onto the pillow and kept rolling your ass back against him. What stilled you was the feeling of his sharp teeth biting against your mating mark as the hands and the body that lay on top of you returning back to a his human self. "There's enough for you darling, no need to be greedy."

Assassination gone wrong

(Parody from Makima's iconic page in Chainsaw man chapter 26)

cw. breeding + marking, fem! reader

wriothesley knows that you like to be bred as much as he loved claiming you in such vulgar way, and every muscle in his body seems to focus as he grinds his hot load inside the tight hole— most likely edging himself on until he's overstimulated and cums a lot harder, better, so your cunt twitches after every new roll of his hips.

because do not misunderstand the duke, okay? wriothesley needs to be sure it's all getting in there, has to be certain that it will reach you entirely, precisely so your belly could be all warm and cosy, so your womb was full of him and he can mark you up in an expressive type of way.

fuck, you know he means it when he tells you that he will fuck you all night until your body takes over his musky scent, claiming his territory so no one in teyvat will even dare to question if you're taken or not.

they will simply know.

however, it's intimate when wriothesley does it, utterly gentle when he slowly grinds the spilled cum back into your hole as you're whining out his name in sweet, little trembles— your figure spent and mind barely listening, your soul too captivated by his thick shaft splitting you in half and aching your thighs until you simply cannot part them more.

his large palms keep them up for you though, just in place which was draped up his shoulders, greedily squeezing and pressing at the flesh of your thighs as he fucks his load back into you.

you're leaving it to wriothesley's strong hold to steady and pleasure you at the same time— your walls forever memorizing the outlines of his length as you flinch within a shaky breath when you listen to the wetness that accompanied the lewd snaps of his hips.

needless to say, you enjoyed it whenever wriothesley was so rough with you to the point where you're seeing glimmering stars and then helplessly climax around his cock, sense the throbs of his dripping dick melt into your soused walls as he claims his territory again and again and again.

but now, you smile to yourself, because there was just something in how he held you so sweetly and precious when tightly locked in between his strong arms— sweat covered chests intertwined within each other as he tiredly glances down at you, a soft noise that was more a whisper than anything manifesting an appreciation across his entire face.

wriothesley was just so enthralled by your beauty— he doesn't see the difference between having you all glammed up or fucked out with your mascara sticking to your cheeks. he loves you at all times, voices just how much he loved this, loved you, and how deeply it turned him on that you adored it too.

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