Cw: Gender Neutral Reader, Degradation, Blasphemy/hierophilia

cw: gender neutral reader, degradation, blasphemy/hierophilia

Cool steel of his partisan touches you just under your chin forcing you to look up at his radiance. Rays of light stream down silhouetting his wings, his halo, his bare chest before falling on your blood-stained face. Eyes filled with scorn and disgust pierce your very soul, his lips curled upward in absolute mockery. You sit at his feet in the cathedral, body bare.

“Repent,” Those were the first words he said to you in a deep, yet sweet voice.

You swallow hard while looking up at his majestic form, unable to talk as your mouth hangs open in awe. The blade of his partisan leaves your throat, but your head is shoved to the freezing marble floor by his foot.

“I said repent, sinner.” You let out a pathetic whine as he grinds your cheek deeper into the ground. Amused, he revels at your pain.

“You like this, don’t you? You enjoy groveling at my feet as I punish you as I see fit.” He kicks you over onto your back, your body completely exposed and defenseless as he traces the topography of your torso with the edge of his sharpened blade.

“Don’t worry, my sinner, we have all the time in the world to eliminate every last sin within that blasphemous soul of yours.”

Nagi さん

When artists draw the leg hair ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

“If you were born with a vagina you are and will always be a woman” Why don’t you say that to my dick bitch

I love it so so much <3

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some bunnies make drinks, those who’re smart enough to handle the hot water. some, less likely to go weak in the knees, carried orders to tables or greeted patrons at the door. but others, like you, were only there to serve. 

some days, you were tied up on one of the benches, ass in the air and pretty cunt dripping, ready and willing for any patron to stop by and fill you with cum while they waited for their drink. 

other shifts, like this one, you waited in or meandered the dining room until a patron called you over. sometimes they want you in their lap to warm their cock, sometimes to kneel and suck. but today, when a pack of more werewolves than your dumb bunny brain could count walked in, they only wanted to fuck a pretty hole. 

you may not be able to figure much out, your floppy soft ears without a brain between them, but you immediately knew which one was the alpha. he’s the one who called you over to their booth, and he’s the one that teasingly slips his fingers over your tcock, just to watch you twitch. but then he leans back as hands wrap around you, pulling you into the lap of another wolf, his cock already hard beneath you. it takes no coaxing for your slick little bunny cunt to be stretched around his hard wolf cock, and he withdraws by lifting you up by the thighs before slamming you back down, making your eyes roll back.

the next one, after you’re filled with cum and gently handed off around the table, pushes your face down into the wood and snaps his hips into your ass, filling you over and over. his blunt fingers twist and pull your tcock until you’re clenching and cumming with him. 

the third pulls you into his lap and rubs your tcock to make you cum around him, twice, thrice, until the squeezing and milking makes him cum. at least two more use you while your mind is numb and leaking from your hole. 

you look up with unfocused eyes as the alpha, finally, pulls you to him. his big, thick fingers test your hole, and he hums appreciatively. 

“you might just be stretched out enough to take me, pretty thing,” he says next to your ear, bringing his fingers, slick with the cum of his pack, to your lips. you lick and suck them happily as he sinks your hips over him. 

despite your job training, you almost scream as he fills you, your body having never taken anything this big before. you hear him grunt, too, gritting his teeth at how tight you are. 

“ready to take an alpha’s knot, bunny?” he asks, and your eyes roll back so far that you can barely see, boneless in his grip but so, so, so ready for him. he swells inside you, and you can feel his hot, thick wolf cum splashing against your walls and filling you up.

with his knot buried within your little bunny body and his fingers gently kneading your brain to mush between your ears, he calls over one of the other bunnies, who hurries off and returns with your boss. there’s a flurry of motion your hazy eyes can’t follow, only focused on the cock within you, still drooling thick cum into your cunt as he pets you softly, whispers praise and kisses your temple. you don’t know what’s happening until the alpha puts his teeth right by your ear. 

“you’re coming home with us, pretty boy,” he says, a possessive growl in his tone, “our pretty little breeding bunny.”