20 - I Belong To Eivor Wolf-Kissed || Male!Eivor X Fem!reader

𝓓𝓪𝔂 20 - “I belong to Eivor Wolf-Kissed” || male!Eivor x fem!reader

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Summary: The pleasure of using you is something Eivor can't wait to experience.

Warnings: smut without plot (unprotected)

Word count: ~ 1180

Author: Fenrir

A/N: The prompt for today is: Dirty Talk

During the ride home after the huge feast Sigurd threw, you giggled and rubbed slowly on Eivor's thigh from behind as you nuzzled his back, sitting behind him on his horse.

As Eivor helped you off the horse and embraced you with his strong arm, leading you to his room in the great hall, he leaned over for a kiss, hungry for you like you were for him. The building was empty at this time of night since everyone was still celebrating and having fun by the mead with Sigurd, giving Eivor time to push you against a wall and raise your skirt.

While checking to ensure no one was around, Eivor unzipped his pants enough to pop his hard cock on out and slide your panties to the side. He jerked himself a few times, looking hard into your eyes. “You like it, Y/N? You want to feel my cock in your little pussy, don’t you?”

The lips of your pussy slipped over his tip in response, making both of you shiver. “Yes, Eivor,” you whispered, licking your lips. “I want you to possess me in every way possible.”

Eivor grunted as the tip of his shaft pushed past your warm lips, directly into your wet pussy. Sighing as he sank deep enough, he started setting a pace as his hands rested on your waist. One hand was shaking as he read your body, while the other pressed over his. He didn't try to stop the slapping; Eivor felt himself thrust faster, the noise getting a little louder in the hall, but he couldn't stop it. You bounced as if you wanted to ride him like a horse and yearned to be buried in his mattress.

With enough reserve, Eivor slipped out of you, putting his cock back into his pants and pulling your skirt down, so he could lead the way into his chamber. “I want to fuck you in my bed. You’re such a little horny cunt, aren’t you?”

“I’m all your, Eivor,” you jumped on him inside, taking off your coat, easily wrapping your legs around his waist and arms around his neck and shoulders. Biting your lip, you bounced once again on his hidden cock, throbbing in wait to finally possess you; your feet touched the ground as your hand laced with his, leading him to bed. Grabbing your skirt waist, Eivor made sure you were close again, unclasping it until it spilled onto the ground. In panties still to the side, he saw how you dripped down your thighs and he reached to taste; sucking his fingers clean, he smirked at the blush covering your cheeks.

Eivor undid his pants and stroked himself. He watched as you shifted your panties off, exposing those legs nice and wide, your juices still dripping; Eivor watched as you licked your fingertips and slowly started circling your clit. Both of your breaths labored bit by bit, anxious to see who would be first to savour the other's sugared gloss.

A mischievous grin adorned Eivor's lips as he teased, "You seem ready for dessert, my little slut, craving my cock in your tight cunt."

At first, you nodded without saying anything, until you heard a breathy moan from him as he jerked himself for you. "I'm more than ready, Eivor, I need your hard dick inside of me," you barely whispered, taking a seat at the edge of the bed, spreading your legs wide for him to watch.

While imagining himself inside you, Eivor stood between your legs, the heat from your pussy making him bite his lip. "You have such a pretty pussy, little one," he praised. "One of the prettiest cunts I have ever seen." As Eivor smiled at you, he touched your wetness and guided your hand to touch his hard cock. Finding a rhythm, you both were able to get as close as possible for a kiss without moving faster. "Are you missing the feeling of me stretching your little pussy out? Oh yes, you are so famished for my cock, aren't you?"

As you both became more comfortable, you shook at the feeling of him, his body doing the same. 

You let out a pleasured groan as his fingers slipped inside of you. Inching him until he was lined up with your entrance again, your hand tightened around his throbbing cock as you rolled your head back at the feeling of his fingers fucking you slowly, making you even wetter.

“You’re such a naughty girl, aren’t you, Y/N?” He asked softly, lips parted. “Such a naught girl, a slut for my dripping cock.” Taking his hand away from your wet hole, Eivor heard a whimper of disappointment leaving your lips, though that turned into a whimper of lust as he pushed his tip deep and could feel you clench immediately around his shaft.

As Eivor held you in place, you wrapped your arms around his neck and shoulders, and your legs squeezed his waist. When he threw himself back onto the bed, you took advantage of the situation and pushed him down in order to remain on top. Within seconds, your hands were on his chest, and you rode him hard without a moment's hesitation.

By gripping your hips so tightly, he forced you down, making your pussy swallow his member fully.

"That's it, baby. Give in," he panted, urging you on.

"Fuck… Fill me, Eivor, I need your seed filling my womb," you moaned. Those words came out without a second thought.

Faster you went, the tighter you felt. As Eivor steadied you, your insides gripped tightly onto his cock.

Holding you close, he sat up as you caught your breath; your foreheads touched softly, your hearts pounding. When Eivor leaned in for another kiss, your tongues met and slipped past to explore the other's mouth as your fingers held his bearded face, brushing through his loosened hair as your breathing got heavier.

Eivor flipped you over so you lay on your back, legs tightly around his hips as he thrust into you faster and harder than before. "That's it, dirty cunt," he whispered into your ear after kissing your neck. "Like me fucking your cunt like that, huh? Treating you like a whore, using you as I please?"

“Mark me,” you begged Eivor, rocking your hips back and forth in response to his thrusts. "Make me fucking yours, I want everyone to know I belong to Eivor Wolf-Kissed,” you pleaded dearly.

With Eivor coming inside you, your bodies started clapping louder as all his pent-up energy finally spilled out. His lips trembled as he whispered, pushing a few more times to spread all of his semen within you, "Oh, dear Odin, your cunt feels divine."

You wrapped your legs around his waist, your voice muttering that you felt how hot his cum was and that his cock twitched in a way that made you shiver. As you slid back together, your warm pussy still wrapped tight around his softening shaft, you cuddled in the middle of the bed.

𝓓𝓪𝔂 26 - A Good Boss || Santiago “Pope” Garcia x fem!reader

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Summary: Consider a scenario in which you and your boss are into each other. It doesn't happen very often, right? Now imagine that your boss is Santiago Pope Garcia, and he already knows you better than anyone else on the operational team…

Warnings: smut without plot (unprotected)

Word count: ~ 1010

Author: Fenrir

A/N: The prompt for today is: Wall Sex First-person narrative style is used in this fic

Santiago Garcia was watching me; he watched me constantly nowadays; he was the head of the operation I was part of; he was the same man who had me standing over his desk not a week ago, pleading for his cum.

Here he was, practically eye-fucking me. It's just a matter of getting your work done, you moron, I thought to myself. Don't pay attention to him, ignore him, pretend he doesn't exist. 

I got absolutely nothing done during the rest of the day, my mind drifting to that night. Because I was staring at my screen so hard, I didn't notice that the rest of our team had left. As I finish packing up, I rush to the door. I hear him call out to me as I walk past his office. My heart races as I turn to him. "Yes, Mr Garcia?"

As he saunters to the door frame, grinning, he takes his time looking at me from top to bottom; after what seems like an eternity, he responds, "Why have you ignored me the entire day?"

Looking him square in the eye, I say, "You know why, it was a mistake, it shouldn't have happened." 

I remember you enjoying yourself quite a bit," Santiago whispers, grazing the back of my cheek with his fingers.

Glaring at him, I smack his hand away. "That doesn't mean shit, and you know it. Fuck you for thinking otherwise, you cocky bastard." Turning, I turn to walk out, but am thrown against the wall before I could go too far.

"Quite a mouth on you, I like it better when you moan my name," he closes in on me and pushes me against the wall, mouth close to my ear, one hand resting on the wall beside my face, the other trailing down my chest.

I try to leave again, but his hand flies to my throat.

Santiago whispers into my ear, nipping at my lobe, "I know you have been thinking about it. Don't deny it."

With a struggle, I spit out, "I haven't. I don't care about cocky, self-centered idiots."

Suddenly, I'm yanked into his office, the door closing behind us. He warns, "I'll fuck you until you're too tired even to speak."

As our lips crash together, I try desperately to get him off me, but he is just too strong for me.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I ask.

My chest presses into the wood as Garcia forces me onto the desk. Kicking my legs apart, I curse myself for wearing a skirt that day, hating that he was right - this is exactly what I wanted, as evidenced by the damp spot on my underwear. 

He pulls my underwear off without warning, tearing my cry from me; he plunges a finger into me, up to his knuckle, with full, unhindered access.

As I recall the last time I was bent over this desk, my cunt flutters around the intrusion as I moan loudly like a whore.

Adding another finger, he scissors me open; at least he had the courtesy to work me open first. As he continues to fuck me, pleasure starts to rise; adding another finger, he continues to fuck me with his fingers.

As I turn my head to look at Santiago, I see his bulge clearly visible as he stares intently at his fingers.

I whimper, the pleasure almost reaching its peak. As I pressed back against him, he thrusts his fingers faster, forcing me back down onto the desk. He pulls out completely just as my orgasm crests.

In a chuckle, Santiago pulls himself out of his pants and says, "You don't get to cum until I tell you." Rubbing his engorged cock against my slit, my hips pitch uncontrollably.

You are a wanton whore. Does your superior teasing you with his cock turn you on, Y/N?"

Almost unable to contain myself, I moan, "Fuck you." Just as my pleasure started up again, I shout as he pushes to the hilt inside of me.

It feels like I'm being torn apart, his thick length filling me, his pink bulbous head kissing my cervix; I swear I can feel every vein, his balls pressing firmly against my clitoral region.

Then, he pulled out up to the tip, pressing a hand against my spine, setting a punishing pace, skin slapping against skin, desk making horrific sounds as it rocks with Santiago's every hard push.

Garcia flips me onto my back and hooks my legs onto his shoulders.

My juices leak down the crack of my ass as Santiago smacks his dick onto my mound.

He pushes back into me as he looks at me, continuing his slow pace; he keeps my gaze, and every time I close my eyes, he smacks my cunt, causing a whimper; he takes pleasure in my moans, taking pleasure at the fact that I hadn't cum yet, basking in my pleasured frustrations. His arms are tightly wrapped around my waist as he lifts my almost ragdoll body against the wall, continuing to pound furiously. “You like that, don’t you?” Santiago asks, pressing his lips down on my earlobe as he grunts in my ear. “You like having me inside, huh?” His strong hands hold my ass firmly, keeping me from falling.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I let him use and abuse me the entire time. “Oh, fuck, Santiago, fuck, yes!” I make sure my legs are tightly wrapped around his snapping hips.

"Cum on my thick cock, little one," he encourages.

In my orgasm, I clench so hard that he is nearly forced out. Electricity shocks through every nerve in my body as I roll my head back, resting it against the wall.

In one final thrust, Santiago grasps my neck with his teeth, filling me with his warm seed. Every rope splashes against my cervix, filling me to the brim as Santiago lets out a loud grunt of satisfaction. "Well, we see you're capable of being a good girl if you want to be."

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🐼Hiya! 🐼 We are pleased to present you with our Fluffember 2022 Masterlist ♡

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♡ the following post will serve as the masterlist for this event and will be updated with the links upon posting

♡ all works are SFW

♡ following the cut, you'll find the full list of the fics written for Fluffember 2022

Picnic [Moon Knight]

Stargazing [Vikings]

Dinner Cooking [The Hobbit]

Bed Sharing [Genshin Impact]

A Helpful Ally [Peaky Blinders]

The Emotional Reunion [Harry Potter]

A Little Nervous [Moon Knight]

Bad Hair Day [Genshin Impact]

A Rainy Night [Don't Worry Darling]

𝓓𝓪𝔂 31 - Between Ice And Flame || Diluc x fem!reader x Kaeya

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Summary: It's not easy being stuck between a Cavalry Captain and the Master of Dawn Winery.

Warnings: smut

Word count: 1717

Author: Cass

A/N: The prompt for today is: Love Triangle

To say you're stuck would be an understatement.

Love is supposed to be a beautiful thing; a magical moment when your heart chooses one man or woman above all others and intertwines your hearts until death separates you.

Of course, it's a little more complicated for you.

Your heart couldn't settle on one man - it was torn between two. Your common sense did nothing to help the situation; no matter what you do or think, you still can't decide.

You've known Kaeya and Diluc your entire life; the three of you grew up together and have remained friends despite your differences.

They are so similar yet so different, and each has something that draws you in.

You're trapped.

You knock on Kaeya's office door with a deep sigh and wait for permission to enter.

Once granted, you do exactly that and walk in, holding papers in your hand.

"So, I was hoping you'd come here for a good reason. Do you intend to bury me in work today?" He inquires, raising an eyebrow. "It's already late at night, and you've brought me more work? I guess I won't be able to pay a visit to a dear brother of mine tonight."

You chuckle and roll your eyes. You hope to take a comfortable seat on the desk after placing papers on it.

"Don't be concerned. I have just as much on my desk as you do, and I'm still not done assisting Lisa in the library."

"Is that correct?" He hums and stands up between your legs. "Our sweet, little assistant. You're so sweet. Will you also be my assistant?"

Kaeya's hands rest on either side of you, encircling you. The Cavalry captain smirks and kisses you passionately.

You quickly return his kiss, allowing him to cup the back of your head freely to keep you in place.

It is difficult to resist Kaeya's kisses. Always intense and leaving you gasping for air. His tongue easily takes over your mouth, only to quickly pull away, leaving a thick string of saliva connecting the two of you.

Even though it's only the beginning, you already look cute and done. 

"Look at yourself. Isn't one kiss enough to get you going, snowflake?" Kaeya teases as his hand travels down your stomach, easily slipping under your skirt and accessing your panties.

"Kaeya..." you murmur, but you do nothing to stop him at this point.

He kisses your brow. "Don't worry about it. You'll still be able to work. Let's be honest: we both need and deserve a break."

You nod, biting your lower lip. He is correct. You both worked all day, so you definitely deserve a break. You spread your legs wider, allowing him complete access to your heat.

"Such a good girl," he says as he pushes your skirt up to easily remove your panties. Kaeya then kneels in front of you, placing your legs on his shoulders. He nibbles at the flesh of your tight with a soft hum before diving between your legs to wrap his lips around your clit.

As he eats you out like a starving man, sucking the bundle of nerves and fucking you with his tongue, obscene sounds fill the room.

As your hand moves into his hair, his cold fingers join in the fun, making you moan. While he continues to abuse your clit, Kaeya's fingers work slowly, hitting all the right spots and teasing your soft walls.

He finally receives his wish. You whimper loudly, your hand covering your lips so no one can hear your pitiful moans.

With a cocky smile, the Cavalry captain pulls away. He slowly rises to his feet, only to sink into a comfortable chair and undo his pants. "It's time to repay the favor, snowflake. I, too, am stressed," Kaeya reminds you by pulling his hard cock and giving his erected shaft a few, lazy strokes.

You roll your eyes and jump off the desk, hoping to land between his legs. You eagerly take his cock and lick it from base to tip before wrapping your lips around the head.

Kaeya moves his gloved hand through your hair, pulling it back slightly so he can see your lovely face as you suck him off. He lets you do your job, allowing you to keep the peace and play with him in whatever way you want. Your hand encircles his balls, causing him to hiss in surprise. He groans as you touch him, his hips bucking slightly.

Suddenly, Kaeya grabs the back of your head and forces you down on his member while choking you with his cum as he reaches his peak.

You quickly move away, catching your breath and giving him an angry look.

"Please, forgive me. I just couldn't stop myself," he shrugs and gets out of his chair to fix his pants.

He then extends his hand and assists you in standing back up so that you appear as presentable as possible.

"That was unnecessary, but I'll put it aside. This time, however," you mutter, your arms crossed across your chest.

"Oh, snowflake. I promise you that the next time will be better and less hurried," Kaeya makes a promise with his hand over his heart. "And maybe next time you'll stay a little longer with me?"

You sigh deeply and kiss him goodbye before returning to your work.

Your work is finally finished after a few hours!

You have the option of going home and resting, so that is exactly what you do. You're on your way home after a few quick goodbyes.

Mondstadt is relatively quiet this late at night, which makes you happy.

You are relieved that people can sleep peacefully through the night without fear for their lives. 

You round the corner and come to a complete stop, seeing no one else but Diluc. When you notice a blood stain on his shoulder, your heart starts racing. You dash towards him, almost dropping your bag. "What's the matter, Diluc?"

When he notices you approaching him, he frowns.

It's far too late for you to be out there; you should be safe inside. "Y/N. Why are you staying out so late?"

"I'm getting back from work. I asked you a question," you remind him, your eyebrow cocked as you approach him.

He sighs softly as he looks over his shoulder and then back at you. "It's nothing more than a minor mishap at Angel's Share. No need to be concerned; I'll take care of it once I return to the winery."

"No way I let you wander like that," you tell him. "Come on, I'm taking you to my place, I'll feel calmer after treating this wound."

Diluc looks at you for a moment before nodding. He is well aware that he can't argue with you. There is no lie that can save him at this point. "Well, since you insist, I'm not going to say no."

You led him right into your house. After both of you step in, you lock the door and ask him to take his shirt off.

Diluc reluctantly removes his coat and then, per your request, removes his shirt.

You ask him to sit on the couch and after bringing a box with necessary things like hydrogen peroxide, you start treating his wound. "How did this happen?"

"As I mentioned, there was a minor accident at Angel's Share," he responds quickly. "However, as you can see, nothing serious."

"You know I care about you, that's my nature," you tell him; somehow your hand moves up and down his chest.

"That is your nature, indeed. That's my lovely, firefly," Diluc says softly before kissing your cheek. His arms encircled your waist, drawing you in closer. His kisses travel from your cheek to your neck and further to your shoulder. "I don't like how Knights make you stay at work for so long," Diluc grumbles as he looks at you.

Oh, he's jealous.

It's nothing new; there's always been some sibling rivalry between the three of you since you were kids.

In all honesty, it always makes and continues to make you nervous; you love them both, you can't choose between them, and you don't want them to fight.

You kissed Diluc's forehead, moving your hands through his hair and gently tugging it. "I know, but it has to be done sometimes. I would not have met you or helped you if it hadn't been for this."

"My little firefly," Diluc says softly as his warm hands slip right under your shirt, pushing it up to expose you as much as he wants.

Without thinking, you grab the shirt hem and pull it over your head, tossing it to the side.

He says nothing and simply begins to worship your body, kissing and touching every inch of your skin.

Soon after, you're pushed onto the couch, and your skirt and panties are removed, joining the shirt on the floor.

Diluc hovers over your body and kisses you softly on the cheek.

You return the kiss, your hands eagerly moving to his pants to gently push them down.

He gets the hint and pulls away from you to get rid of unnecessary clothing. 

You stare at him, his impressive body and even more impressive member. Licking your lips, you gently push him away and climb back onto his lap. "Look at yourself, Master Diluc. Wounded but still waiting for me," you playfully take his cock in your hand and guide it into your entrance. 

"Fuck, you are so tight. So perfect, my perfect Y/N,"  Diluc groans, wrapping arms around you.

You groan as you feel full inside your cunt. Nodding softly, you begin to move, slowly at first but gradually increasing your speed.

Diluc moves his hips to match your pace, wrapping his arm around your waist to keep you as close as possible. He keeps whispering sweet nothings and praises into your ear.

You begin to move your hips more quickly, chasing your release.

He grabs your hips and begins thrusting into you hard, making you whimper with each push.

Soon, you cum with a loud moan, your walls tightly hugging him and milking him dry.

Diluc gasps, nuzzling to your shoulder.  "I wish I could call you mine forever," he whispers.

A Little Nervous || Steven Grant x fem!reader

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Summary: Steven recalls holding your hand for the first time.

Warnings: none

Word count: ~450

Author: Fenrir

A/N: today’s prompt: Hands Holding

He remembered feeling extremely nervous before holding your hand for the first time. His hands were icy, sweaty, and like a dead fish. Steven was acutely aware of every move you made and step you took. When you held his hand, he told you everything that was going on in his head, which you found amusing. Steven took frequent breaks to wipe his sweaty hand on his jeans, which was quite embarrassing given that his hands were always warm and welcoming.

After a while, and after seeing your hands clasped together, Steven felt at ease, and a bright smile appeared on his lips, and a gasp left his parted lips as his heart pounded within his chest.

"Is something wrong? Do you like it?" You asked him softly, looking at his flushed face.

Steven nodded eagerly before whispering, "Yes, I really like it, your palm is so soft and warm, it is just so new to me, it's an important step I take..."

You laughed out loud and shook your head slightly. "Oh no, Steven! You are always so kind to me. When we're out in public, I like it when you hold my hand."

He frowned slightly, unsure whether you were joking or not. "Why? It's just me holding your hand…"

"Because it means and shows that you take me seriously, and I like to give a sign to other girls passing by that you're taken by me," you smiled as the two of you walked down the street in the heart of London. "And I find this one of the best signs of affection you can show to your significant other."

Steven's face flushed. "You're so lovely, Y/N."

You placed a brief kiss on the top of his hand that you were holding. "My lovely boyfriend."

He intertwined his fingers even more with yours and shook your hand briefly. "I adore you to pieces, Y/N."

Your thumb massaged the top of his hand as you squeezed it strongly. "I adore you, too, my dear."

You two walked side by side as Steven enjoyed the warmth of your hand, the softness of your skin. "You know, Y/N, I prefer metaphorical than physical hand holding, I prefer linking arms and strolling. I'm not sure why," he said out of the blue.

Upon stopping at the pedestrian crossing on a red light, you squeezed his other hand tightly as well. "I'll help you with the physical hands holding too, and I'm sure you'll love it," you assured him sweetly, bringing his palm up to your lips once again and gently brushing his rough skin with your lips. "The taste of everything is enhanced by love."

𝓓𝓪𝔂 21 - Disturbed Slumber || Keigo Takami x fem!reader

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Summary: Coming home late isn't so bad.

Warnings: smut without plot

Word count: 443

Author: Cass

A/N: The prompt for today is: Somnophilia

Hawks always came back late.

When he returned, you were already asleep, comfortably tucked in bed wearing nothing but a pair of panties and his shirt (after all, you always claimed to be his #1 fan).

It was always adorable. Sometimes too cute for his liking.

Perhaps that's why he ended up between your legs; panties shifted aside, his lips wrapped around your clit as his fingers moved quickly in and out of you.

All of your whimpers and moans in your sleep only made him hard. He needed you so badly, he had so many emotions bottled up inside him, but he didn't want to disturb your sleep.

As you reached your limit, your walls squeezed his fingers, you let out a quiet whimper.

Keigo was actually impressed by your ability to cum without waking up. He wasn't finished yet, of course. Why would he squander such a golden opportunity?

Keigo quickly removed his already too-tight pants and wrapped your legs around his waist. He pushed into you immediately, letting out a heavy moan. He loved how you were always so tight!

He wasn't going to hold himself back when you were so beautiful, innocent, and at his mercy. He set a hard and deep pace, hitting all the high points that made you want to sing along for him.

Keigo couldn't hold out much longer; he needed to cum, and the way your soft walls hugged his cock told him you were close as well.

"Keigo…" You groaned, gripping the sheets tightly.

"That's me, songbird," he hummed, leaning down to wrap his arms around you, his pace unabated. His hand even moved between your bodies to tease your clit, causing you to whimper loudly. "I knew I would wake you up, but you were too lovely. I just couldn't help myself."

You couldn't respond because the knot in your stomach snapped, and you started moaning his name.

That was all it took to push him over the edge.

With a low groan, he cum, his wings puffing up as thick ropes of cum filled you.

Keigo purred and nuzzled your neck, tightly hugging you. "That was something," he said with a chuckle.

"Well... No one said we had to stop here," your voice was still tinged with sleep as you replayed. Your hand reached the base of his wings as it moved up his back. "I can tell someone is tense here."

He immediately perked up at the teasing touch and smiled as you looked at him. "Oh, well, well. Take a look at that. My little songbird is very mischievous, but in all honesty? I can't refuse such a tempting offer."