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Here is my OC for Love and Deepspace
Her name is Lilith Moon
Are you there God? Its me Fiona ITS ME FIONA AAAAAAA (praying for the universe to give me a bit of romance and chemistry that I read in lads x mc)
Can't wait to the fics that come out for these.
Man or Bear (ft. Zayne L&D)
MC: Zayne! Zayne: *unbothered, not looking up from his computer* yes dear? MC: :3 Zayne: *sigh*, what is it now
MC: Ok ok ok, hypothetically, in this scenario: would you rather me alone in the woods with a man or a bear Zayne: Well, do I know anything about this man MC: no, nada, random ass man from this random ass world Zayne: then bear obviously MC: whaaat, you know I'm no match for any man Zayne: yes I know you are quite strong, yet in this hypothetical a person--a man moreover--might be capable of quick wit and the ability to somehow overpower you. a bear however is an apex predator and most likely would not possess any special powers, evol or otherwise. besides, knowing men who knows what could happen MC: aww zayne, you big sweetie ;3 Zayne: I try my best
pls dont flame me this was a random ass thought
in this masterlist, it contains: aot & love and deepspace!
there will be no dark content such as rape — noncon dubcon, cnc — , murder, etc. but no kink shaming! we never know why they enjoy things !
☆ = smut!
◯ = angst!
ꕤ = fluff!
△ = suggestive!
♡ = crack!
➳ 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕟
ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴄᴋᴇʀᴍᴀɴ:
you are strong. ꕤ
tw: sexual assualt.
ᴏɴʏᴀɴᴋᴏᴘᴏɴ:
pissing us off. ꕤ ◯
tw: arguing.
ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs:
aot unnecessarily raising their voice at you. ◯
tw: cursing?
aot when you have scarlet witch powers. ꕤ
➳ 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕖
ᴢᴀʏɴᴇ:
on time. ꕤ
let's talk ꕤ ◯
too big, hm? ☆
sweet taste ☆
xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ:
i always win ☆
i think... ◯
always tell me ◯ ꕤ
bitch boy ☆
sexi xavi ☆ꕤ
ʀᴀꜰᴀʏᴇʟ:
can't handle it? ☆
rafayel! ☆ ꕤ
i really cried. ☆
sʏʟᴜs :
deep desire ☆ ꕤ ♡
suck it. ☆
take both! ☆
ᴀʟʟ :
a dad's help ꕤ
riding that d! ☆
your queen ꕤ
➳ 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥
groups , singular
1) lost and found - complete!
rafayel! ꕤ
xavier! ꕤ
zayne! ꕤ
2) crazy costume - complete!
rafayel! ꕤ
xavier! ꕤ
zayne! ꕤ
3) send the addy - complete!
all! △ ꕤ
4) to my man - complete!
sylus!
₊˚｡⋆✰ rest well ✰⋆❀˖
- xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ, ᴢᴀʏɴᴇ, ʀᴀꜰᴀʏᴇʟ -
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exhausted, your weakened body laid on the bed that was soiled in you and his liquids; your legs still trembling from the intense orgasms you've just experienced, your breaths rushed and hard to contain and your muscles sore with knots.
"that was so good- owwuh! my back :("
you complained, your right hand reaching back to carreras your lower back from anymore painful shifts. a soft hand reached over as they slowly and gently pressed into your skin, immediately making you moan out.
XAVIER
laughs at you 'n helps you sleep
"you okay? that sounded very...intimate.." xavier teased with a slight chuckle to his voice. suddenly, his legs straddled yours, his hand instantly going to work and fondling your skin.
a loud moan escaped your mouth, a couple of hisses and soft groans following after, your hand coming to your mouth to silence yourself. "mhm..xavier-" you hummed as xavier gently moved your hand back to grab the sheets.
"nuh uh, let me hear you baby." his voice nearly made you fold, your stomach empty with love as you rested your head down as fast as your body could.
the weight that rose from your shoulders was enough to make your submit to sleep, your eyes struggling to focus on the task at hand. a small moan followed after your yawns, his hands always so good at moving you around and pleasuring you.
"hm? love?" he whispered, you didn't move.
"baby...?" he spoke loudly, you didn't move.
moving his head forward, he could see the softness of your face, the fatigue on your skin. he let out a soft chuckle.
"sleep my love."
ZAYNE
makes sure your just fine 'n runs you a bath
"even a simple touch makes you moan." his hands dig deeper into your fragile skin, caressing and shifting it into new places. his mouth releasing slow and soft kisses onto your back.
"shut up- *gasp* oh my goshhh.." he really knew how to shut you up quick. his words of praise and encouragement didn't go to waste, a little smile on your lips as you rested into the bed. a small giggle filling his ears as his hands went to a more sensitive place.
"no sleeping yet, we're dirty." he reprimanded with a soft slap to your cheek, zayne's legs moving from straddling your thighs. his hand holding your waist to flip you. "noo...i'm tired."
"leave the sleepy you on the bed and let's go before i make you." zayne grabbed your hand before lifting you up over his shoulder. "OHHH my GOSHH-"
"wow this so warm..." you admired, zayne had finally managed to place you into the bath but now that you've been in here for ages there's another problem.
"you've said that for the last 15 minutes, let's. go." he scolded, a towel around his waist showing his v line, his hand holding your towel. a scoff running from his mouth.
"Let's.Go."
"OKAY..okay....,"
"..5 more minutes?-" "No."
RAFAYEL
teases you, verbally and physically
his hand nearly stopped, a teasing gasp escaping his mouth as he ran his hand in your hair. "is my effect that amazing on woman?" he continued, cutting you off as you spoke, well at least tried to.
"you're so tenseee, what's been going on sweet?" whispering softly into your ear, rafayel's hands kneaded into your skin, his mouth leaving kisses and gentle marks all over your neck and lower back...down to your ass.
"nothin'...i'm just tired probably- ouch! what the fuck?!-" you turned your head, revealing the sight of rafayel biting down on your ass cheek, his other hand relentlessly snatching the other bag of flesh. "get offfff!!!" you whined, kicking your legs.
"ow! ow! relax!" he let go of you, your legs still pounding on his back as you forgot who had the upper hand here. before you could even get a say, he pinned your legs down again, his hands grasping your neck slightly as murmured, his hot breath resting on the back of your ear.
"stop it. you know...i don't like it when my woman is disobedient...matter of fact,"
in a swift motion, you found yourself on your back with your hands bounded about your head. a gasp escaping your lips as you felt his cock near your entrance.
"rafayel?-" "i don't think i've fucked the brat out of you yet. don't blame me if your sore in the morning, i'm not holding back this time."
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do not steal @aly4khq 's work even tho they are trash!
date made: 5-8/06/24
｡⋆୨୧˚ - always tell me - ｡⋆୨୧˚
- xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ -
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"wait! wait..i'm scared." your voice switched up, xavier's eyes widened as his fingers slowly pulled out of your pussy. his other hand gently letting your trembling leg down from his broad shoulder, worry in his words.
"what's wrong?" his gentleness was enough to make you melt into his arms, yet your eyes had trouble holding his gaze. you promised, you promised that you were ready but after realising how it really is, you were starting to doubt it all.
your mind was going through a state of anxiousness and confusion, so many thoughts crowded in a smaller area. your hands over my face, quivering. your eyes watering like crazy, your body naturally closing your legs. trying to hold the tears in the best you could. but as soon as you and him staring into each others eyes, those tears flew down your cheeks rapidly. his mouth agape as he instantly sprung into action. the whole setting had changed so quickly, none of you saw it coming.
"woah woah- hey! it's okay! baby? come on, what's wrong?" xavier's hands slowly sat you up as he rested your shaking body against his, hiding your face in his chest. he grabbed a blanket, covering you and him just to give you some coverage and privacy.
"please love, talk to me. what's wrong?" as much as you were in distress; so was he. the guilt of thinking that he had hurt you or made you uncomfortable was heart-breaking. his own eyes full of tears as he saw you crying. as you lifted your head, you saw him about to cry too.
"why are you crying?" "because you're crying and i'm scared and you're scared. what did i do?"
it was dead silence in the room untik the sounds of both of you sobbing ran up the walls. your head stuffed in his neck as his head rested on top of yours, his hand running up and down your back; trying to soothe your cries. "babyyy..! please talk to me, i don't want you to be upset. please. are you hurt?"
you couldn't speak, if you did it would only come out as a harder cry instead of words. your body twitching under his warmth. you just shook your head no, and you swear you could feel his body relax. it has never been that tense in your whole relationship, he thought.
"baby..? wanna talk to me now?" he spoke, about 10 minutes after you have both calmed down. the only sounds being your occasional sniffles or your hand coming up to rub your nose. he slowly pushed your hair out of your face as his voice entered your ears. your face full of dying down tears.
"i felt something and i got really scared because i didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing to be feeling and i felt like i was going to embarrass myself and just ruining the whole mood-" you rambled and rambled, xavier just listening as he rubbed your back.
as time went, you had both become comfortable in your bed. you in your pyjamas and him in just boxers.
before you were both asleep, he kissed your forehead.
"love..?" "mhm.." "can you promise me something?"
you rose your head slightly. but he gently pushed you against his chest again.
"please, if something goes wrong or you feel uncomfortable, always tell me." "i promise."
˖❀⋆- RAFAYEL!-⋆❀˖
- ʀᴀꜰᴀʏᴇʟ - (obv)
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you had awoken alone, no one next to you as the sunlight peeled it way into your room through the gaps in your curtains. a loud yawn running through the dead silent room. your back slightly aching.
your eyes traveled to your phone that laid charging on the bedside table, the light damaged your morning vision.
- monday 1 -
07:35
it was unusual for rafayel to be up this early especially in the beginning of an even month and his first month off. it was a rule in his line of work to take the 4th, 8th and 12th month of the year off until the last month where he has a huge event that show all of his art work that he accomplished in the year alone in one exhibition. sometimes he'd take a break for a month or less in between but that was normally what he did.
it was a strict schedule, even thomas would get agitated when people argued against it. but who has time to argue with a man who makes a good 7-8 figures yearly.
"it's too late to go back to sleep.." you murmured to yourself, slowly sitting up while aggressively ruffling your his shirt. walking towards the shower, you noticed the door to your bedroom was slightly open. narrowing your eyes, you brushed it off; getting into the shower with no worries.
the warm water rushing through your veins, soothing the muscles as you started your day nicely. your hair slowly absorbing the water, the curls beautifully flowing down your back.
the sound of your music filling in the empty sounds the water droplets couldn't do, your voice joining in.
"..baby it's you, you're the one i love..you the one i need! you're the only one i see. coke one baby it's you!!-" you continued, scrubbing your body with your flannel.
closing your eyes, you started to wash your hair, the gorgeous shampoo pushing through the spaces in between your fingers as you softly scratched your scalp.
but somehow, you didn't hear the sounds of the door open and the shower curtain unravel.
"finally you put my love on top! oh! oh bab-AHH!" you reached back, the feeling of rafayel's flannel hitting your ass. but before you could even reach, extremely cold water came down on you, making your body tense up.
a gasp escaping your mouth as you screamed his name, hearing him rush out of the bathroom and shut the door behind him. your anger coming from the depth of your heart.
"RAFAYEL!!"
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after your interrupted shower, you laid on your bed in your towel, it was only just turning 8 in the morning so you felt a sleepy as you were 30 minutes ago. moving to lay on your stomach, one of your eyes stayed at the door waiting to see if he would try and prank you again.
not only were you afraid that he'll do something silly, but you didn't feel like having another shower anytime soon. even thought there was a lot of chores to be doing today, eh, you still have a good 12 hours of your day left.
"...should i just get ready?" you thought, seeing if it was best to get out of the room. shrugging, you got up, went straight to your closet but there was a slight problem...
"...why the fuck is it empty?-"
before anything could even reach your mind. a loud laugh erupted from downstairs. you grit your teeth in response, looking at the only clothing left in there; an ethika and his shirt. but you just wondered, 'how immature is this man?'
"RAFAYEL!!"
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"...cooking done...shopping done..."
you only had one more thing to do today, laundry. it was one of the most simplest tasks ever, just throw it into the washing machine for its amount of time, put it in the dryer after then boom. easy.
as you made it to the door with the different bags of laundry, a sudden feeling that you were being watching ran ran through your veins. spider sense? maybe
after putting the first load in, you left the room rushing to prepare yourself a nice cup of tea. it soothes your muscles.
The sound of your phone ringing told you that the laundry was done, and you did the process of putting one in the dryer, another in the washing machine.
a while later, you were unpacking the last dryer load, picking everything until you saw a few socks at the bottom. looking at the door, you checked to make sure no one was lurking behind it before going down into the dryer, your legs lifting off the ground as you attempted to grab the clothes.
"shit!- today would be nice." you complained, the socks barely reaching your hands every time you try to pick it up. after what felt like eternity, you got them, holding them tightly in your hands.
"dang finally-" oh no
you tried to get up, but you knew, if you let go of the inside of the dryer, you'd fall in properly. why does this have to happen to you especially on a day like this? you panicked, your legs kicking, a semi-loud shout escaping your mouth. "no! no! fuck."
sighing, you thought of ways to get up when you felt someone hands holding the waistbands of your ethika, the material being roughly pulled down.
"HEY?!- WHAT THE FUCK?!-" you yelled, pressing your thighs together in shock. hands so familiar, running down your back, pressing it nicely.
"shh...it's just me hun." rafayel's gentle voice rang through your ears, the tone just as soft as his hands. you couldn't bring yourself to be mad at him, not when he sounded like that. "not gonna lie, i was gonna prank you again but damnit you got me hypnotised."
"rafayel! what are you- ohhh fucking..." you gasped as he slowly slid himself inside of you, his dick still hardening when in you. he shushed you again.
"i know baby..i know..big stretch huh? come on, say my name."
"rafayel!"
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it is NOT april fools at all but i felt a little cheeky.
do not steal any of @aly4khq 's work even tho they are trash!
date made: 23/06/24
⋆❆⋆｡ - crazy costume - ⋆❆⋆｡
- ᴢᴀʏɴᴇ -
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do not steal @aly4khq's work even tho they are trash!
date made: 28-29/06/24
⟡₊ ⊹ - crazy costume - ⟡₊ ⊹
- xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ -
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do not steal @aly4khq's work even tho they are trash!
date made: 28-29/06/24
･:*:｡- let's talk - ･:*:｡
- ᴢᴀʏɴᴇ -
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lately, you've been out of it, something has been bothering you and as much as you hate the feeling and want to tell someone, you don't even know what it is exactly. this has led to you getting injured in mission, bumping into nearly everything, and always being out of it. you thought no body noticed but you can never hide from your primary care physician. he knew but you didn't know how to start.
"i told you to be careful, and yet you never listen to me." he hissed at you, his hands working fast yet a little rough at your wounds. you tried to respond back when a long hit of pain halted your words.
"can i ask why? why do you go out of your way to harm yourself?" you stared down, hoping to be met with a somewhat decent stare to see when you're already guilty- only spotting one of sternness and concern. your heart melting at the thought that he'd been this worried for you.
"...zayne..i just. i felt like it was the right thing to do." fear ran through your veins as the aura of this whole situation turned cold and dark. 'liar', he thought. you knew it was a lie and so did he. just as his eyebrow rose, you submit with a loud sigh. "..okay. fine."
"i've been thinking about stuff and everything is starting to become too much and i keep getting sidetracked with stuff i don't want to think about-" "i knew it."
you frowned, narrowing your eyes at the doctor below you. why did he have to know. a scoff filling the room before the sounds of gauze through. "what do you mean by that?"
his facade softened, his touch more gentle, "you've been getting paranoid lately on nearly every mission. every time you go, you come back injured, whether it's your knee or your chest, something is always wounded. what is it?"
"i don't know zayne. it's just memories. little ones-" "as little as you nearly dying last week? as little as you passing out in my arms more than 5 times in 2 days? huh? what is it?!" the tone of his voice increased in volume before he stood up properly, zayne's hand grabbing at your waist. his hand trembling at the dreadful thought of you dying.
"please...talk to me baby. please. all i wish for in life is to help you- to cure you of every illness or wound you have."
my eyes widened slightly in awe, my mouth agape but no sound came out it. your heart trembled inside of you, your hand holding his as love burst into your body, "zayne..."
"i can't do that if you don't talk to me, i don't care if you want to break up or-or if you killed a man yesterday at exactly 9:14pm. i don't care. just talk to me, let's talk." he begged, holding you in his arms before kissing your temple numerously to hide his not so subtle fear.
"but-" "please." "...okay, let's talk."
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really short! sorry everyone, it's been a busy week! <3
do not steal @aly4khq's work even tho they are trash!
date made: 13-14/7/24
⋆❆⋆｡ - too big, hm? - ⋆❆⋆｡
- ᴢᴀʏɴᴇ -
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as you skipped home, you found yourself wondering about your one and only lover at home; zayne. he's been taking some days off to relax himself as the effects of a recent wanderer attack left him stuck in Akso for several days, even weeks on end. you were happy for the man, he looked fresher in the morning and more energetic in the night time.
around a week has gone by and he's become more clingy than usual, he whined and groaned if you were too far or not hugging him tight enough. it was so unusual that it made you concerned. is something happening? is he dying from some unknown disease that was let out into the world last week that he consumed? you didn't know, but today you will.
until you ended up here.
"that's it..that's it. big stretch..." zayne slid his dick into your folds, making sure to rub at your clit gently, he loved how submissive you became when having to take him all in one go. your eyes shutting for just as second, "ah ah, eyes open love." you pouted, looking at him to speak when he finally pushed the last inches into you. "oh my gosh-"
he gazed into your eyes, his stare so humiliating. "can you feel me? so deep huh?" his hand rested on the bulge that appeared on your stomach. your hand going down to swat it away in a state of overstimulated, but to your mistake he managed to grasped your wrist. "don't touch my pussy. just sit there and be the lovely wife you are." taking a deep breathe, you rested your head back with a sigh.
his pace was horribly fast, it was nearly winding you out of the bed. soon enough, your eyes closed. your hand going to move his from your sensitive clit. you were breaking all the rules, zayne's eyebrow rose before he stopped thrusting. "what did i say? you wanna play that game? fine." he grabbed your hips, "you asked for this-"
"zayne!- fuck!" your whimpers filled his ears with arousal, his cock impossibly growing inside of you while he ruthlessly pounded into your pussy. his hands dug into the flesh of your legs as they rested just underneath your knees. your knees and your chest hugging as you grabbed the sheets for some sort of escape. it felt so pleasurable, too pleasurable. your hair was covering your vision, the soft curls saving you from the intense eye contact that he strictly went by. but it was not long unit he wiped the locks away.
"come on baby...didn't you want this? you were being so naughty, why?" he reprimanded, giving you a sharp thrust into your pussy to touch your g-spot. your moans nearly made his words sound inaudible by how loud they were, it was pathetic. in a loving way of course. "zayne- zayne please...too big..." he chuckled, your words going straight to his dick as he sped up, listening to your whines and pants of love. his thumb rubbing against the side of your knee. "awh, too big, hm?"
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do not steal @aly4khq's work even though they are trash!
date made: 16/7/24
•｡ꪆৎ - send the addy - •｡ꪆৎ
- xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ, ᴢᴀʏɴᴇ, ʀᴀꜰᴀʏᴇʟ, sʏʟᴜs -
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rafayel;
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zayne:
xavier:
sylus:
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welcome to my blog sylus!
do not steal @aly4khq's work even tho they are trash!
date made: 21/07/24
i do not give permission to repost or copy elsewhere.
❀˖⋆❀˖ - i really cried - ❀˖⋆❀˖
- ʀᴀꜰᴀʏᴇʟ -
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- sub rafayel! -
"mhm..fuck." you moaned into his ear as his hands grasping your hips as he moved you to grind on his crotch, his body shivering as your wet spot on your panties brushed over his huge bulge. rafayel's whimpers calling onto deaf ears as he tried to relax into your touch. his hisses of sensitivity was beauty to your ears. "come on rafa, stay awake for me pretty."
your words went straight to his cock, the pretty thin hitting his stomach with precum; making a mess on you and his thin layer of clothes. as he moaned, you hand went to his throat, grabbing it with love before latching your mouth onto the exposed skin, leaving a lovely hickey and a bite to mark him as your own. there was nothing but lust in your mind.
"f-fuck!" in a swoop, his boxers were off? thrown somewhere in the room. Lifting your hips, you seductively took of your panties, waving them around.
"baby! please..please i want you- touch me-" his words turned into mumbles and murmurs as you stuffed your panties into his mouth, his tongue savouring the taste. "shush, i'm getting tired of your whines."
you used red rope from your favourite sex shop to tie his hands to the headboard, his eyes closed as your hole teased his tip. his cock twitching and shivering at your touch, the sensitivity making you giggle. "how cute rafa." "mmmhmmm!"
you slammed your hips down, as he let out a muffled moan, his hand already fighting against the ropes as you rode him like your life depended on it. your ass hitting his thigh with a harsh impact, your hands on his shoulders as you bounce ruthlessly. feeling generous, you took your underwear out of his mouth.
"fuckkkk-ahh!! baby-" he was cut off by your lips as you continued to overstimulate his body, love in your actions. the air smelt like sex, heavy sex. he whimpered as his head threw back, his eyes producing tears. "babyyy! you can't ride me like this!-"
you softened at his whines, knowing that if the role were switched he'd do the same. your hand wiping at the soft liquid on his cheeks. "it's okay baby, nearly over."
the sounds of skin slapping was enough to make him cry, he's never been ridden so hard before. he's never been ridden before period. his moans were always so beautiful, and they always told you when he was close. just like now.
"ahh! ohhh baby i'm gonna cum- i'm gonna cum! mhm, can i please cum?" you smirked, kissing his forehead like you weren't riding him to death. "of course baby."
a few more bounces later, thick cum sprouted up your walls, spreading around the messy bed you already had. your own release mixing with his as he yelled out your name. lifting your hips a little, you using your index finger and your middle finger to scoop up your cum, letting him taste. "mhm, delicious right?" he nodded.
he calmed down sooner or later, his eyes nearly fully closed. "oh my gosh, i've never cried during sex before." he whined before staring into your eyes. "damnnn baby! how did you fuck me so good then i cried?!" "it's just who i am."
"i really cried." "and you're gonna cry again." "oh no D:"
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never wrote sub before! 🙈
do not steal @aly4khq's work even tho they are trash!
date made: 22/07/24
i do not give permission to repost or copy elsewhere.
- 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 -
- 𝓼𝔂𝓵𝓾𝓼 -
word count: 2.3K
warnings: a little degrading, one singular slap, pet names, aftercare, slightly rough sex, mc is a troublemaker!
theme: crack filled smut
enjoy!
"ughhhh!" you laid in sylus' bed, awaiting his return from whatever hell spawn mission he went on. the soft silky sheets smelt of his expensive cologne, mixed with his shampoo that could be smelt better on his actual pillow. as time went by, his presence still gone, rage grew in you yet your mind pushed you to let him off—
CAWWWW!
"shit!" you exhaled as the sound of mephisto echoed around the massive bedroom. your eyebrows furrowed before you met eyes with the deafening crow that sat on top of the door. confusion and a slight annoyance overtook the rage as you lightly scolded the bird. "wha?- get down!", your hand flailed around, trying to convince it to retreat to your side— which just like its owner, didn't listen. instead going on the other way, mephisto's yells and squeals became louder.
after a while, the devilish bird came back, screaming your ear off before running in the same direction. your brain pushed you to let it to, yet your instinct told you to go after it's call. like before, mephisto came back, yet it was silent. but before anyone could speak, it left. "oh my gosh- mephisto wait!"
chasing after it, only a glimpse of black feathers helped you navigate around the mansion. a presence was falling behind, and you knew it. it was strong and make you feel...mind controlled. as you ran through the decorated walls, the lovely red painting and accessories made you fall in love with the scenery. the adoration for the colour red.
"what is that bird on about.." you murmured to yourself, a hand resting on your temple as you thought deeply. mephisto's shout abruptly came to a halt. He brought you to a mirror, one that you always looked in to test out your clothes. "damn, were you trynna tell me that my hair is beautiful?-"
CAWWW!
"excuse you! where's your matters!" scoffing, you grabbed a nearby hairbrush, brushing out the heavy coils of hair as it became fluffier. looking around, you secured the area before speaking. "just like your owner, firstly you get my attention, leave and return then you insult me!..how—"
"rude?" ...oh no. your body tensed up as a red and black mist shot out from the darkness, wrapping around your arm. gentle yet possessive, that mist flipped you around, pinning you against the mirror as a hand wrapped around the other, pinning it onto their waist. a few gasps and yelps coming from your now smaller figure. "am i really rude to you? or are you sensitive, sweetie?"
scoffing, your hands tried to fight against his tight grip, your mind questioning his strength. "no! you're just mean-gasp..! what is that?!" your eyes fell upon the deep gash in sylus' waist, reaching from his right lower hip straight across to his left upper torso. "none of your concern, why are you up so late?" his hand let go, as well as his evol as your hand fell onto your hips, making your way towards him.
"i was waiting for you, then somebody started yelling and running- or should i sat speed flying- to the mirror." a deep chuckle erupted from sylus, his body sat down on the sofa facing opposite to the mirror; a mischievous smirk on his face. his wounds soon enough disappeared as that same mist grabbed your waist, pulling you onto his lap. his chest to your back as his hand laid on your thighs.
"i thought i told a certain someone to go to bed," you hissed as he pinched your side. ", i never knew my woman would be so eager to go against my orders." his eyebrow lifted as his gently hand turned your face towards him, his expression naughty yet sweet. "i didn't go against your orders. i was curious and you said you'd be home in an hour! it's been 2 and a half!"
your rage grew as he pushed your lower back down, his hand lifting up your his shirt before checking your back for the tattoo that laid on your skin. the words, 'SYLUS' in cursive just below your spinal tattoo. "good." a huff escaped your mouth as you hit his leg, "you think it would be gone? it can never go away at and neither can i. don't be idiotic— ow!
his teeth latched onto your neck a he sucked the skin harshly for your comments, making sure to create new hickeys around your body as well as your back. his lips dancing around your skin as you shivered. "okay! okay! i get it!- ah! i get it!" only did he then stop, placing a soft kiss on your neck before his lovely deep voice filled your ears. his finger spinning around as he laid back, "turn."
turning around to face him, your hands pushed down on his shoulders. your eyes full of dominance yet they didn't top his. a deep desire in your chest as an intimate idea came across your mind. his eyes travelling down your body until it stopped on your hand that was also descending down. he hissed as you suddenly pressed your hand onto his crotch, giggling under your breath. "who said you could to do that?"
"me, obviously." you giggled, loving how he reacted to your touch. you tested him endlessly, kissing his neck before rubbing his slowly growing bulge. "provoking me is not a wise choice..." just as his hips buckled from the sensation, you slowly came off of his lap, happily rubbing onto his body. it was fun to tease sylus. until it was not. in a few seconds, you went from upright to in the air...over his broad shoulder. you squirmed around, pounding on his back, "let me downnn! you psycho!- AHHH, sylus no joke i'm gonna fall!-"
you kicked your legs as an attempt to get him to let go but he continued to play with you in his arms, moving you down his back and quickly retreating you. making it seem like a rollercoaster, all under his control. "shh, you're gonna wake up everyone in the N109 Zone." in his tone held a warning, a playful tone yet he had no hesitation to put you in your place. "i don't care- let me go you bastard! his hand gripped your thighs harder, second warning.
closing your eyes, the feeling of your comforter met your back as he pulled away from you, undressing from his dirty work clothes placing them into the laundry basket. "wait here." you watched as his figure disappeared into the shower room, the open space soon enough filling with steam. the urge to go in there was overwhelmingly strong, you wanted him. all of him for tonight before he's off again doing who-knows-what. an over exaggerated sigh came from your position on the bed as he took his sweet time.
once he came out, his body was drenched in water droplets, his v-line just showing before his towel blocked the rest of him. "you seem troubled by something." using another towel, he dried his hair awaiting your answer. "nothing..." his head turned around, eyes glaring into yours, instantly spotting your lie. "fine then, if you'refine then pass me my robe." you jumped up, a chance to touch him at least!
as you gave him his robe; your hand went to his shoulder, basically forcing him to stare into your eyes— which were non-surprisingly filled with neediness. his frown expression changed to a confusion and curious one, his eyebrow rising as you slowly moved your hand down..to his pecs...even further to his abs, nearly accomplishing your mission before his own hand grabbed your wrist. a sigh coming from above you, once you looked up, his eyes told you enough, "go to bed."
like always, you furrowed your eyebrows, a deep pout coming at your lips as you shook your head no. "what do you mean no?" "i don't want to sleep.." you moved your night dress a little, lightly flashing your tits at him. "you dare devil.." finally!, you thought. "but it's too late. and you need to sleep, we have an important auction to be at tomorrow." "awhhh..."
scoffing, he dragged you onto his bed, where you also originally was supposed to be. at first, you thought that he'd want to indulge in your sexy fantasies; dicking you down until you only remember his name. but to your misery, he sat beside you before tucking you in. angrily, you pushed the duvet off of you and him. "no!- sylusss! i wanna fuck ." he chuckled, looking down at you with a smirk, "how explicit, but you know the drill. beg baby." you whined, getting on top of him, grabbing his waist in your small hands before latching your lips onto his. your tongues hugging each other as your hand reaches up for his face, caressing the soft skin as his hand wrapped around your hip.
"if you don't get to work, i'll get xavier to fuck me instead." you rolled your eyes before trying to get off his lap, when a strong grasp held you back. "excuse me? repeat that." and if we recall back to before, it was clear of what will happen next.
'..he had no hesitation to put you in your place.'
feeling reckless, you looked back at him, staring into his blooming eyes. "if you don't get to work, i'll get xavier to fuck me inst-" a large hand went around your mouth, forcing your head back as you felt sylus move from underneath you. "you just love to play with fire, don't you?" he flipped you over, so he was straddling your the back of your thighs. lust surrounded the room and filled the air as you fought against the hand restricting you from speaking before whining. his touch hypnotising as the familiar hands went into his bedside drawer.
in the meantime, he used his evol to rip your night dress off, throwing it somewhere in the room before grabbing your hands. "mhmm!-" "shut up." feeling the coldness of handcuffs, a deep groan came from the depth of your body, your legs kicking as you awaiting for his next move. a sharp, heavy blow landed on your right ass cheek, as your head lifted in a gasp of shock— and excitement — , the sting painful on your skin. you shook your body as an attempt for him to caress the now blooming with red skin. a little chuckle vibrating behind you as his hands rubbed at your ass, shaking the flesh to make it move. "how hypnotic."
"look at this tight hole," he spread your ass open with his hands, before spitting directly on your asshole. in a gentle manner, he let you speak, unravelling his evol. "have you ever been fucked here before?" you were about to ask where, when he circled your hole with his thumb, a delicious shiver filling his ears. "no...why?" his hand found space in your curls before turning your head to the side lovingly, his eyes softened. visible fear of hurting you in any way appeared in his eyes, his eyes scanning your expression. "do you want to?" your face went through all of your emotions like a wheel before it finally chose one. a playful smirk came upon your lips.
"...heck yeah. give me what you got big boy!-" "mood's gone."
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"mhm! ah!- sylus...it's nearly 4am! please, t'much-" "you can handle it." your sore and tired body was about to give in if it wasn't for sylus' hands occasionally moving your hair or tapping at your face, a reminder to stay awake. it's been around 4 hours, he gave you a little break before hand, making sure that he didn't overstimulated you too much. but as soon as he filled you with his load, hopefully giving you his child, his hands let you down slowly, resting your now fucked out body onto his black sheets.
"how pretty, you okay?" he spoke out to you as you nodded. but that's not a good enough answer for him. "words" a whine escaped your body right after you yawned, "yes.." he kissed the back of your head from behind you, slowly getting off of the bed to get you a wet towel, unknowing to the obvious stains on the sheets. but by the time he came back, he noticed them, a sigh from his chest as he lifted you up and into the bath he had prepared. "where are you going?", a soft voice came from the bathroom as sylus took off the sheets, putting them in a bucket separate from his other laundry. gently, he placed down another sheet, making sure it was straight before dazzling it with his favourite sheet scents. "changing the sheets, a little hunter couldn't contain all of me."
you scoffed, "no. you have mediocre dick. that's all me." the warmth of the water soothing your muscles with a relaxing smell. the air contained the lovely smell of body wash, takking control of your body as sleep snuck into the atmosphere. "i will fuck you in that bath right now until noon." his figure appeared in the bathroom as he walked over. "alright! you have the best dick game ever. 10/10."
he smirked before getting in with you, scrubbing your back with a cloth; making sure to rub into your skin. "damn..you're good with your hands." you complimented, your head reaching back as he continued his massage. "heard that before." he chuckled after before you followed, "shut up."
both of you were snuggled into the newly placed sheets, the smell gorgeous as he held you to his chest, arms locked around your waist as one of your legs were wrapped around his hips. a giggle coming from you as you got comfortable. a grunt came from the man above you, "stop playing. it's already the morning. and you're gonna complain for sleep."
you were gonna protest and argue back but the firm squeeze on your side was enough to silence you, "yes sir." lifting your head, he planted a soft kiss onto your lips; full of protection and love. you pulled away, feeling his smile of your forehead, your hands hugging his chest as you smiled. who knew that the lead of onychinus could be so sweet? "go to bed sweetie."
CAWWWWW!
"you too, mephisto."
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tags: face fucking, impact play (face slapping)
tears streamed down your face, gasps for air filled the room as you tried to take his length in one go. the girth of his cock stretching your mouth wide as you took every inch with struggle and of course he enjoy every second of it. "how pathetic," his hand, which held a rising crop, beside your head. the other you ask, was travelling around you, grabbing your chin as he forced you to look into his deep, blooming red eyes. at an attempt to talk, your hand rose from your position— on your hands and knees— to try and held your poor throat when a sting hit your cheek, instantly correcting your behaviour. "..mhmm!-"
sylus made a quick ponytail with the your hair before pushing your head further, making you squirm at the unexpected gesture. "shush. whores don't speak when taking dick." you reached the end of his dick, gagging on his cock before taking deep breathe. sylus saw you desperate, not subtle break before lifting your head to lock eyes with you. "you said you wanted it, so suck it."
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tags: breeding kink, squirting, belly bulge
word count: 601
"come on..." the intoxicating scent of your body was a drug, spreading your list over to him as your hips slammed down mercilessly on his thighs, using his shoulders to balance yourself. his smug expression slowly disappeared as his head rolled back, his eyes sealed shut. the whimpers filling your ears as you tried your best to keep yourself going. "fuck xavier-" he was so long it felt like he was trying to burst through your uterus; yet the pleasure only had you begging and bouncing more on his cock. your head flying back as you moaned out loud.
there was a overwhelming tension in your stomach, the intense feeling slowly but gently took over your stamina and strength. your movements began to differ, xavier's hands around your waist in and instant. "no. keep going." his eyes became dark, a mission in mind. you tried but the strength in your legs was nearly gone, a huff coming from you as you shook your head no. one thing about xavier is that he will always go by his word, and if you were going to do it, he will.
with a simple lift, he thrusted into you while still bouncing you up and down. your head finding its way to the crook off his neck as your moans were cut off at every thrust, "ah!- uhhh-xavierrr...oh my gosh.." you called out; your nails digging into his soft skin scratching the surface. the orgasm you were holding it earlier was too strong to overcome, submitting to it as a deep moan came out as a cry, damn you needed some good dick and you got it. he groaned before possessively grabbing your chin in his soft hands, "who do you belong to?" you whined, every time you connected it was enough to make you sob, but to avoid further consequences you made yourself speak. "y-you..ahh!"
"you wanna cum baby? hm?" he teases, thrusting harder knowing that you can't speak, the feeling of him so deep. it felt like he was in your throat, your eyes full of tears. "mhm..please.." your lips sucked on his neck, trying to keep your mind in control; your other hand in his hair, tugging on the soft white locks as his head lifted a little.
his cerulean soft glare meeting yours with a smile, his hands rubbing at your back as he thrusted upwards, "what do you want, should i cum into this little pussy of yours?" his hand rested on your lower stomach , pressing against the appearing bulge. your head nodded aggressively, more whines filling the room. his beautiful face stared as you nodded, gently rubbing a hand down your hip to your thigh, "words."
"yes...please.." a small chuckle from xavier was enough to make you shiver. soft lips meet each other messily as the two of you let your bodies take over, "how sweet." he replied, pushing once more into you before a clear liquid gushed out of you at fast pace, his cum shooting up into your pussy. a deep wail came from above as he kissing your chin, both of you trying to relax yourself. it was so intense, you felt...more messy. staring down, you noticed xavier trying to hide his laugh. confused, you glared down to see the mess on both of your stomach and the bed. after your mind realised, a whine followed. your head hiding in his neck, extremely embarrassed, "i did not just do that-" his laugh cut you off, his head leaning back, "i didn't know you were that pent up."
tags: bondage, clit rubbing, light overstim
word count: 719
you held onto his desk, your nails digging into the material as the rest of your body hit zayne's pelvis; his hands tightly wrapped around your waist. the position you were in made it harder for you to take a break, since he could easily slap your thighs in o being you back to work, "you're perfect for me.." he whispered in your ear, his hands slowly travelling down to your clit, softly rubbing it with precise. moans and squeals gradually became louder the faster he rubbed, his fingers correlating with his praise; the pace of his hand was steady yet overwhelmingly fast. your hand falling down to grasp your thigh, back arching as your head rested on the table.
his chest vibrated a little against yours as he pulled you back further onto his cock, splitting you apart. "oh- it's too much-" a sharp inhale make everything worse, the coil your stomach brutal as it burnt your stamina. "let it out, don't be shy." he ran a hand up your back, moving down on your waist to your hip. "so pretty for me." just as you gasped, that tight coil snapped roughly, the liquids of your love spreading out onto his legs and the chair. your body breathing deeply, trying to get your stamina back. zayne is a very careful yet teasing man, he's a little bit of a secret kink lover. he stared at your gorgeous body, his mind going through every emotion possibly. he had a few ideas in mind and he's gonna show them today.
you felt his hand rise, his body moving a little as he took his first few buttons of his shirt off. you tried to look behind to see what he was doing, only to be met with a pinch on your side instantly making you look back in front of you. he sat up properly, slightly moving you upwards as gravity brought you down. a hiss escaping your mouth as he grabbed your wrists. "remember when i grabbed your wrists during training,". oh shit.
your memory came back, you remember that day. you two were sparring in the training room just to be on track when he pinned you down onto the mat, his big hand wrapped around your wrist easily while the other pressed ok your upper back. he was sat on the back of your thigh, not properly but just enough so you could shift around. but something unusual happened. a moan filling his ears, he didn't even realise that it was..that type of moan until he stopped moving. "did you just..?-" "no i didn't. it's a lie and you're hallucinating." his eyebrows furrowed before letting you up, smirking. "sure."
he tied your hands behind you with his tie, and as much as you tried to disobey and pull away it seemed impossible. the knot was secure and if you moved in the wrong way it'll get even tighter. "i always told you. i'll show you how surgeons tie knots." just as he spoke, he grabbed your waist, a silent way of telling you to start riding or he'll do it himself. you scofffed, moving your hips up and down on his dick, his groans filling you with motivation as you continued, letting out a shiver as his dick twitched inside of you. the motion between you too rough and fast, the tension nearly breaking him. "oh shit..!"
"just like that..fuck..." he grabbed your flesh in his hands, squeezing your thighs with both of his hands. leaving a kiss on your back, a smile appeared at your lips as you continued, riding him with the best movement you could. his hands massages your scalp as he slightly pulled on your hair, "zayne- i'm close...mmph!" unexpectedly, just as both of you were about to release, he gave you a pointed thrust. a loud moan coming from the lips as you came together. you gently rode his pelvis as he hissed pushing you up a little from his sensitive cock. "alright...give me a second." you giggled, before tilting your head towards your arms. "didn't know you like bondage, doctor." he stared at you, his glare intense. "don't call me that.." you protested, staring down at him, "or what?"
to your surprise, you felt him hardening inside you again. "oh no-"
tags: bondage, blindfold, overstim
word count: 682
rafayel was on a chair in his room, his eyes intensely glaring you with those galaxy eyes of his. his hands bound behind his back with red rope. his eyes watching you slowly undress, letting your bra strap run down your arm; his body trying to escape from the restraints, your body turning around as you placed your bra onto his lap. his eyes widening at the gesture before staring at you, love and obsession in his facial expression. he watched you take off your panties— the one he bought that matched his eye colour— just to seduce him, the lace hypnotising him as he let out a shaky whimper. "baby please...you're killing me." yet his voice was soft and gentle, his stare and his desire to touch you wasn't as nice.
you walked around him, letting your lingerie running up his abs to his shoulder then around his neck before stopping behind him, putting your arms down his shoulders, touching his skin while your face came to his neck. his body shivered as a response to your touch, grabbing a smile from you. "so sensitive already? this is gonna be a short night rafayel." he scoffed, his eyebrows furrowed. his response as sassy as ever, "more like a long night if you don't go faster." you smiled against his neck before pulling his hair a little, rafayel hissing in response.
your lips latched onto his neck as you circled around, only pulling away to retrieve his dick in your hand, sitting down on it. his head rolled back due to your abrupt change in position. "s-shit! why are you in such a rush?" your stare was enough to make him realise his fate, his eyes closed before they watched your motions as he breathed heavily, "wait-" it was too late, your body was connecting with his hips. he groaned before cursing, your own moans connecting with his. "you just love to be sassy don't you rafayel?" you had a good feeling that he was planning something. but soon enough your mind was changed as he sighed, "it's just who i am-"
you bounced harder, making sure that he was struggling. the force of your hips hitting the air out of his lungs before you started to slow down. "no..come on." he whined out, staring at you with a slight irritation, yet it was all playfully. just as you were paying attention, in your peripheral you saw the rope burn into nothing and disappeared. "rafayel!-" a piece of cloth came to over your eyes, shocking you. your hands went to touch the fabric when they were swiftly grabbed, your wrist exposed as he bit your hand.
"you just love to think you have control of me," rafayel grabbing your hips, before roughly pulling you hard onto his dick. the tip reaching that sweet spot in you as you gasped, not able to see. "ahh! rafa!-" he continued, you could barely speak. the thrusts he was giving you were so passionate. you could feel him in your throat, your breasts moving with your body as you were rapidly moved. he latched his tongue onto your skin, making sure to leave his mark big a clear of you. "my woman."
he grabbed your nape, pulling you to his lips as he deeply kissed you, his dick still stimulating your body. he pulled away before kissing your neck, leaving purple marks everywhere. his other hand went down, slapping your pussy and rubbing your clit with effortless power. "uhhh..uh! please..ahh!" his touch was too much, leaving you an overstimulated mess. he was merciless, making sure that you felt every single thrust he was giving you. "take it." he pulled you in again, not wanting to give you the satisfaction of speaking. he shoot loads— and i mean loads— of his cum into you, giving you just enough tension to let go. both of you huffing as you finally pulled away, "oh...my gosh.." you fell onto his chest, he chuckled before taking off your blindfold. "you're pretty when you've been fucked nicely."
"...what the fuck even happened?"
tags: impact play, degrading (whore + slut), railing
word count: 774
you sat on top of him, your hands resting on his shoulders as a deep groan came from you. he's currently pretending to be bored, making you do the work. you want him to rail you, yet he wants you to ride him so no one you are gonna do anything until you start riding him because what he says goes and he's too stubborn. "fucking wanker.." his deep, blooming red eyes met yours with a slight annoyance, his hands grabbing your neck before holding you to his face. "who are you talking to?" now, you had two options; submit and apologise, riding him or stand on business and talk back. and if he thinks you didn't pick two then he better shoo. "who else is being a bitch?" you narrows you eyes as him, grabbing his throat back. sylus stared at your dumbfounded for a second before he turned stern, and that's where you messed up big time.
he grabbed the riding crop from underneath his bed before making you stare at him, his glare nearly making you fold. "start, before it gets messy." huffing and puffing, you lazily bounced up and down barely lifting your body, letting out fake moans and your arms crossed. "ahh oh my days..sylus i guess.." you didn't even realised how visibly sylus' rage was increasing, his tongue poking at his cheek. just as you were gonna make another snarky comment, a harsh sting landed on your ass, your hands pushing on his chest. "ow! what the hell?-" he landed another harsh blow, moving your hands. "you anger me so badly. do as i say." he rose his hand again before you finally submit, grabbing the riding crop. "okay! damn?
you lifted your hips before falling down onto him, letting your confidence take you down the path of lust as the pace quickened. your hands on sylus' shoulders as his head went to your neck. "come on..you can do better than that, slut. honestly." offended, you went harsher, letting your ass slap against his thighs, making a loud noise of slapping skin. even your mind was begging you to stop but you didn't, you picked option two didn't you? "i'm doing better than you ever could." he chuckled before he hissed, nearly letting out a moan. whimpers were brought to his ears as he realsied that you were slowly riding yourself to death. without you noticing, he placed a pillow next to him, just in case you fell.
you continued, feeling the desperate need to let yourself go on his girthy cock. "like that? huh?" the sounds of the bed hitting the wall was seriously loud, stylus's hands going to your waist as he groaned, "that's my line..be original." although sylus was keeping up the tough act, he's never been ridden so hard. if he wasn't moving so much you could see the shiver of his body, your touch hypnotic as both of you came close to your release. but when he felt you slow down, he took manners into his own hands, flipping you around so he was on top, folding your legs up before pounding into your pussy; the moan escaping you were shameless.
he's never had you in such a position before and damn it nearly made you stay thinking about how on earth someone could have deadly dick? you went to beg him to stop, his hands grasping your tits in his hands as he sucked the skin before letting go with a pop! "oh! ah! sy- i'm cumming..!" you wailed as you came on his dick, his face so serious as he continued to fuck to his benefit. you were slowly becoming sensitive by the second, his dick hitting that wonderful spot as he fucking you into your orgasm, his following after before you felt his dick shiver but not soften. even after he's had an intense feeling, he was too into it to stop. "sylus..?"
"i always keep a deal, you rode me, i'll rail you." as much as you loved the idea, you were just joking around and now you fear for your legs after. he manoeuvred your hands so they were together, his hand hole ding your wrists as he stared down at you with a terrifying grin. he looked into your eyes to confirm you wanted this and you nodded, but still cautious for your poor pussy. "sylus, you know how hard it is to even handle you in general?! you're gonna break me-" "thats just fine." he put a hand over your mouth before pulling out, not giving you a chance to breath before he slammed back harshly.
damn, riding their dicks held serious results.
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he was extremely unfair when it came to doing anything with your body, he was desperate to even touch your lips with his. even when he had the chance to graze his hand over your hips at quick times, he'd nearly fold right there and confess his love for the umpteenth time. you loved how obsessed he was over you, as his woman and as your man, but it came to times where he was...hard to focus.
a deep exhale came from your lungs as your eyes struggled to focus on those words in front of you, the sensation in between your legs intoxicating. your right leg bouncing as your hands tapped your pen against the table to distract your mind from his curling fingers. "zayne- please. you're too much for me..." a deep chuckle came from his mouth as he stopped his movements before curling his fingers harshly against your g-spot. the action itself putting you on your tippy toes to try and find some balance in between the pleasure and reality. your hands gripping the table with force.
"you're too much for me zayne." he mocked, feeling proud that he's managed to control your work day this well by a few fonevrs on his hand. his thumb lightly rubbed on your clit, it was soft and gentle. his mouth reaching your neck as he kissed the skin as nicely as he could it was not nice at all . his thumb gradually increased in speed, his words even more hypnotic as he teased you, "come on baby, i barely touched you?" and "i wonder how sweet your little pussy will taste." his praise sent shivers down your body, making you feel even more exposed to his presence. but even that shiver in your movement wasn't even for him.
"o-kayyy zayne...ah—" the sounds of your wet cunt interrupted you as much as it embarrassed you. your head lowered in humiliation; but he loved it. zayne lived to see you listen to your own sounds. "how cute." he loved making you flustered, your flushed face made him smile every time. you complained, "why are you so good with your damn hands?!" his fingers curling inside you everytime you made a sound, the feeling so soft yet so rapid. it came quick and soon enough you released yourself onto his fingers and his trousers. with a satisfied him, zayne brought his cum coated fingers to his mouth before sucking on them clean. "mhm...yum." the sound filling the room after that can only be classified as intensely sexual from you and partially him.
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- xavier, zayne, rafayel, sylus -
word count: 736
you and xavier just had a little newborn baby a few months ago; a beautiful healthy baby girl. both of you agreed on the name luna, since she was born in the evening. she was born with xavier's lovely platinum hair and your eyes colour, the resemblance of both of you on her own gorgeous face. but the only downside to her is that she managed to inherit her father's stamina and your lack of sleep, which is the quite opposite of xavier. she had a lot of energy throughout the day and the night if you didn't make her work her little legs out during the sun's hours on the clock.
lately, since you are maternity leave, xavier's been working hard at the Headquarters, serving his purpose around Linkon City. every time he'd come back, it was a process of trying to get him to actually relax instead of showering, getting dressed — into his boxers and that's it — and going to bed. meanwhile, you've been with your baby; trying to help her walk, talk, not bang her head on every possible surface and keep her from attacking your hair. it was everyday that you were calling out for her name, holding her hand, prying her from things a 10 month old should be holding.
today she had a hospital appointment which required her to have 3 shots; two in one leg and one in the other. and the morning was already...hectic. "luna! look at me please." you called out, trying to wash her face in the bath, lightly holding her nape before using your hand to wash her face then lightly applying some soap. in those 5 seconds, she managed to pull away and push in one of your bath bomb. as you turned around, the sight of pink aggressive bubbles came to your mind. a long gasp erupting from your lungs as you threw the softer flannel in the bath before grabbing her out of the bath, "shit shit! lunaaa!!" you huffed.
now at the actual appointment, getting her checked in was another problem. "yes, her name is luna- LUNA! get back here!!- I'm so sorry." you apologised before running over to your baby, who was biting on some other babies toy, already fighting against them to get claim ownership. just like her daddy. your hands came under her armpits as you lifted her up onto your hips despite her protests, going back to the receptionist before finally getting into the waiting room. xavier agreed to meet with you at the actual waiting room so it was fine for you to wait. and you couldn't even explain the amount of stress that dropped from your shoulder once you saw the door open and your man come through. his voice soft and quiet as he came to sit next to you to, greeting you and d/n with a kiss on the forehead. "hi love!" "hi xav!" "gaga!"
screams and yells filled the room as the first two needles went into your daughter's skin, her hands grasping your hair with a deadly force as your tried to comfort the poor girl. "ow- okay luna baby i understand- OW! what the fuc?-" another ear piercing scream filled your ears as you closed your eyes and relaxed, xavier's hands slowly came around d/n holding her before the doctors came around to do the last one. your eyes met his as his hand went to her back, rubbing softly before using his soothing voice to calm her before bracing for the screams.
for once, she had managed to sleep in your arms after tiring herself out with her own yelling, so it was easy to put her into the backseat in her car seat. after you put her there, you went to stand when xavier grabbed your waist. he pulled you into his chest before kissing your hair. you were on the verge of just bursting out in tears, "xavier?" he softly scratched your scalp before ruffling your hair, "let it out. i know you're stressed." it's been ages since you've been about to put your guard down and rest for yourself without feeling weak. so you did just that.
he wishes to be with you all the time and help you enjoy your day without being so tense and busy. no fault to your child, she was still growing and exploring her environment but every mother and father and guardian knows how stressful a child who is in between a newborn and toddler is. "you're so strong, the strongest mother around. it's alright to cry around me, after all you're my first baby." you had just finished crying, wiping your tears but that speech made you sob again, hugging him tighter, "i love you so much..", "i love you even more."
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"baby please just listen- oh my gosh why do i bother-" the sounds of your son screaming and yelling interrupted your desperate attempts of trying to get him to get ready for sleep; his small figure running around the room as he continued to disobey and ignore your efforts. your duvet was half open, kindly waiting for both of you to finally lay your heads down and fall asleep on the soft material. but at this rate you might as well just prepared your bed for the morning and give up. "nix? can you come here please?"
for the last few weeks, zayne had been occupied with piles or work at the hospital and due to that amount of work he had been scheduled to night shifts and day shifts that were scattered throughout the following weeks. he'd go at night around 6pm, do whatever he needs while you deal with your child, then around 8am he arrives back. but for his sake of health, he sleeps until it's time to wake up again and head off to work — of course eating and working out whenever he has the time or he'll stuff it in sometime. to your despair, he didn't get to witness the dreadful experience of trying to get this reckless son of yours to shower, brush his teeth, get dressed and actually get inside the bed and sleep without talking for 2 hours.
luckily, tonight wasn't only you to suffer with these tantrums. zayne was finally given a day shift which meant that he'd be coming home at night and sleeping with you two. and when i mean coming home soon, i mean in 30 minutes. at this time, both of you should've been deep asleep but it was a case of '5 more minutes!', 'i'm not tired!', 'where's daddy?' your hands held your cheeks in a clear sign of exhaustion. dealing with such an active child was too much. he's only 4 years old...he's only 4— you were just like this when you were 4 __ remember.."
you sat down on the bed, his t-shirt and pyjama pants were held in a deadly grip as your heart pounded again your chest in a desperate manner for him to go to bed. just as you watched him run around in circles and yell about non existent things that you could have swore you've told him aren't even real. "nixxxiee, come on-" another ear piercing scream came from his lungs as he faced you in a mocking way. as a mother, you'd always try and deescalate the situation but your breaking point was only so durable.
"NIX!! come over here and stop screaming for God's sake!" his clothes laid beside you as your figure stood from the bed, glaring at him from across the bedroom; your mind was throbbing so hard that you could barely even hear the sounds of the front door open. the footsteps way too quiet to help your body relax or realise who had finally come home. your rage was too loud in your mind to the point where you had burst, your son stared at your wide-eyed, a confused look on your face. your tongue poked your cheek as your hands came to your hips, a foot tapping against the floor. "just wait until your father comes home. i'll tell him everything you've done in the past 15 minutes. trust me!" you scoffed, annoyed.
it was silent for a little, the only sound being your heavy pants. your finger pointed at him but his words just infuriated you further. "i don't want to tell him 15 minutes." your eyes narrowed, turing to understand whatever he was trying to say before he erupted into laughter. he was literally pulling on your last nerve, toying with it like it was a little car he was given from zayne or you. "nixie, my dear son, please just put your pyjamas on." your whines were clear enough, but he was too busy being silly to understand your stress. "oh my fucking gosh...NIX!-" the bedroom door opened and your saviour walked in, suddenly hearing the yelling. "woah, what's going on? it's 8:30."
you sat down, holding your face as your son ran around the room which a grin on his face. your body shivering at every shaky breath you took from your amount of anger. zayne's quick eyes instantly picked up on your body language: slumped shoudlers, trembling hands and legs, breaths that seemed a little bit too out of order. he placed his bag down before sitting beside you, "what's wrong? why are you upset?" your eyes met his glossy eyes, trying to speak to him with you face instead of speaking. a frown on your face instead of your usual cheerful smile, "i can't do this anymore. it's too much just to get him to bed and then once he actually listens and goes to bed, he doesn't sleep. and then i'm tired, and he's tired in the morning. then the school calls and- ugh.." your hands grasped at the locks of your hair; tugging slightly before sighing at the sensation. but before you could even understand what you were doing, another pair of gentle hands came on top of yours, taking them off of your scalp with ease. "alright—hey, let's not do that. how about i get him ready and you just rest?"
as much as that idea soothes every single knot in your muscles and headache, there was a slight pang of guilt in your chest. he'd just been working for a good shift, wanting to come home to sleep but had to deal with his son alone? "but..it's unfair zayne." as your sentence continued, the pitch lowered to a melancholy tone. but instead of both of you wondering what to do with your son, zayne laid you nicely into the bed; basically tucking you in before chuckling. his hands caressing and softly holding your head as he kissed your temple, "i'll be alright baby, believe me i've dealt with way worse children before." as soon as your head relaxed against the pillow, you were out like a light; leaving zayne to take over and deal with his son's behaviour.
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your little 3 year old daughter was a carbon copy of rafayel; your genes didn't even fight back at all. even though you did all the work, he managed to give her his looks which made then twins. she had beautiful purple hair which grew pretty long along with his soft eyes. now, one thing about this man is that he spoils like daughter like crazy. everytime he had gone shopping or anything, he'd buy something for you and her as well. no matter how expensive or difficult to get it was. she looked up to him and you so much that whenever she did anything bad she would cry because she hated being yelling at. that's the only thing she got from you.
lately, you've been dealing with more bad days than good which someone rafayel had picked up on. after retaining this information, as your husband and father of your child decided to help you get a week off at work and gave tou as many spas, massages and take out you needed. he even took d/n to school every day and to her clubs, which you of course loved to attend. she loved sport and giving you attitude — which wasn't that bad since she knew when enough was enough. even though these past few weeks it's been mostly stress, you felt slightly weird finally not having to wake up at the same time of the sun and start working.
being married to a filthy rich man is crazy nice with his card as well. rafayel has been with her all day, as you went out to give yourself a day to yourself where you can think without anyone in your ear and breathe. it was lovely, enjoyable and you had come back after dealing with other people. you loved today...until you came home. once you entered the door, rafayel was preparing dinner while mira was in the sitting room..but she wasn't doing anything that was acceptable. after greeting rafayel with a kiss, you turned around to greet your daughter. you gasped, seeing the amount of paint on her hair and her face. "mira! what are you doing?!"
now, her hair was slightly thick and curly which obviously was absolutely beautiful but getting things out of her hair was a different type of pain. she looked at you like you grew two heads, her eyebrows risen with her arms crossed, "nothing! go away!" rafayel had also turned around seeing your instantly changed expression go from happy and excited to angry and confused. with an annoyance huff and scream, your hands covered your face as your went down and balancing on your ankles, "oh my fucking gosh.." you murmured, two hands engulfing you in a hug where you could feel the familiar chest of your husband.
"hey hey- i'll get it out don't worry." he tried to comfort you, hearing your stress filled mumbles in his chest. your body tensing was enough to give him all the melancholy that you were feeling as well. his gaze suddenly went to your daughter, his eyes held slight anger but also sadness because he didn't want to hurt your daughter as well and have both of his girls crying. "mira go to the bathroom please i'll be there in a second-" you interrupted him, standing up with the intentions of wanting to help instead, "no no it's alright. i'll do it. i've gone through this before as a child and i know what to do." as much as he knew absolutely nothing about paint in your type of hair and how to properly wash his daughters hair without any reminder, you still had rage in your body. "okay wait, let me stop the cooker and i'll be there to...supervise!"
meanwhile in the bathroom with you and mira, the amounts of yelps and screaming matches you both have exchanged was too high to count. "mira! stay.still!" you huffed, and she did the same before yelling back, "you! gentle!" all of them being resolved by rafayel in the end, "okay!— okay guys. let's just calm down!" he begged for the umpteenth time, his hands hovering over her nearly finished hairdo. your own expression upset and angry, both of you replying with the same words. "i am calm!" after a few minutes longer, rafayel decided to just take over, kissing your forehead and laying you down in bed with a face mask on. "this is your week to relax, stop stressing out." he reprimanded, brushing your hair out of your face before going back to attend to his dreadful sight of his daughter's hair. the only sound after that was now rafayel taking to her and the soft droplets of water from the shower.
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sylus and you both had beautiful baby twins; a girl and a boy who were just as similar to you too as the others were. the girl, syia— which came from sylus's name — looked just like him coincidentally. her beautiful misty white hair and her deep red eyes complimented her well yet her complexion was more of a darker tone. meanwhile, your son, samien, — which was a name that you've been wanting to call your future son for ages — looked like you. he matched with your darker coils of hair, and his beautifully coloured eyes. they were the best children you could as for.
TIME SKIP DOWN THE LINE — it's their 10th birthday the second biggest milestone of their birthday lifetime after their 1st. both of them had grown to dislike the others hobbies and be completely opposites if they could be. if syia wanted to have a blue theme birthday, samien would want an orange themed one instead. so this is what you dreaded on every plan. one thing that they've inherited is sylus's need to get what he wanted which had added onto the stubbornness that they got from you making it extremely hard to solve any argument in between the troublesome twins. which is where we are in the present day!
"no! it's better to have a red birthday because read is prettier than a pink themed birthday!" samien argued back at his sister, not only being insulting but using his hands to push her away from his face. syia retaliated, pulling his hair with aggression. "it's basically the same thing idiot! you had your amazing blue themed birthday last year where i had to agree to!" hearing them both attack the other one, you went out to scold her for that language before stopping and gasping at what samien replied with. "you're such a bitch!" your head peaked out from the bedroom upstairs with an angry expression. "hey! both of you, cut it out. and i don't want to hear that language either." scoldingly, your finger pointed at the two of the rascals.
syia finally scoffed before sighing and slouching her head, "okayy mum...i'm sorry-" just as you went to sigh and web then for a second time, samien interrupted you harshly. "shut up! you're a bitch too!" the tension in the atmosphere grew intensely as the two girls stood still in disbelief where as the boy stood there in rage and smugness. his hands on his hips as he went to mock you. rage growing in your body as you grunt your teeth. "yeah, exactly—" he paused. all of you did. the scenery sudden went dark and mysterious as an uneasy feeling filled the air. a presence that you knew a little too well due to the fact that it was—
"sylus!" you exclaimed, happily smiling at your husbands arrival. the look on his face wasn't definitely not pleased at all, matter of fact even you knew that look and how badly it scared you when he had it on his face. his footsteps were heavy against the marble floor as he strolled over to his son with his hands in his pockets and a rough gaze on him. "...sylus..?" you called out for a second before your smile turned to a frown as you stared at syia. "what did you say?" sylus spoke, his voice heavy with disgust and his finger tapping against his trousers. "um..i- ow!" he grasped samien's hair before tugging slightly. your mom senses kicked in, you quickly skipped over to sylus holding his arm that was holding s/n's hair tightly. your eyes widening. "okay! that's enough!"
"what did you say samien." he repeated again, his voice filled with displeasure and frustration as samien groaned out in anger and pain. syia just chuckled to herself as you stressed out with the two boys, your own hand going up to grab sylus' hair before pulling as well. after he hissed at the pull, he caught your wrist, letting the poor boy go. "i'm not going to repeat myself." your own spine shivered at his tone as you stared at s/n begging that he'd respond. "...i called her a bitch—hey!" sylus lightly hit the side of his head; not hard enough to hurt but hard enough to keep his attitude in line. "you'll treat your mother with respect and that's all you'll treat her with. i don't want to hear that language again. do you understand me?" in a hurry, he responded, "yes dad..!"
after the tension died down a little and sylus finally pulled his gaze away from him, he turned to you. meanwhile, you were attending to your son's scalp— it was completely fine but you were against it — "sylus! you didn't have to pull him so hard! he's red!" you complained, hitting his shoulder. "no he isn't." once you turned around, sylus grabbing your waist before pulling you up and threw you over his shoulder. your legs kicked as you yelled out loud. samien and syia laughing horribly at your terrified situation. "sy-LUS! oh my gosh! let me down!" he chuckled, deep from his lungs before walking upstairs in his basement, still speaking to the two children downstairs. "both of you will have a red and pink birthday, it's gonna be mixed around so deal with it. and no complaints or i'll cancel the whole thing off." he narrowed his eyes at the two behind him before shutting your bedroom doors behind you two.
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date made: 19-21/08/24
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- 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐁𝐎𝐘 -
- xavier -
"i'm sorrryyy- ooohh i won't do it again!-" nothing could ever compare to how ruthless xavier is when his girl is being disobedient and misbehaving for no possible reason. his whole demeanour changed when he heard your language when addressing him to your friends. of course it was just to rile him up but you managed to rile him up a little too much. it was supposed to be a day to hang out with you, xavier and your friends who he obviously has only met when you're here too. "hi guys, this is my bitch boy." your friends were in on it, so they went along. "hi!!" they all said in unison as they introduced themselves; xavier nicely waved and said hi, but once they were gone to sit at the table he stared at you. "what was that?" his voice was soft yet it was clear that he had confusion and a slight rage under it. his hands gripped your arm a little tighter as he turned you around to stare at him. you could tell that his stare wasn't one to mess around with but who really likes to obey? "what? you're my bitch. don't get it twisted."
despite this interaction, during the whole dinner, he was completely fine. nothing was wrong with his kindness and he was just as respectful to you as to him. until you finally came home.
it was currently 2:30am and you haven't slept yet due to the man above you, his hands grasping your throat— not hard enough to hurt you but enough to keep you still. he was making sure to rile you up as well, he wasn't giving you a break until you were broken. his hand pinned you to the bed, his intentions clear. but he did have a little mercy, letting you have your hands. "bitch boy huh?" he slowly pulled his hips back, the tip of his cock resting on your entrance. you brace yourself for impact, awaiting the intense pleasure. but xavier was smarter than that. he didn't do anything as he glared at you. "hm?-" you opened your eyes, relaxing your body to see what was going on. that's when he struck his move. he shoved his dick deep into your pussy, not letting you run away at all. your mouth agape as a scream tried to exit, only to come out as silence. he was thrusting so deep, he might as well say that he wants you pregnant.
breathing was slowly getting harder, your breaths moving up and down with every thrust; the soft flesh hypnotising him. xavier's head went down, sucking the skin on top before using his teeth to bite the bruising area; his eyes closed in satisfaction before he pulled away with a pop! there was no hint of fatigue in his eyes or his hands or his twitching cock inside of you. you turned your head to the side, closing your eyes tightly in a way to breathe. pants escaping your lungs. "it's okay...don't- *thrust* worry." xavier comforted, his eyes narrowed at yours. "don't- *thrust* you- *thrust* worry! *thrust*. it's alright baby." at the tension increased, you began to toss and turn in the sheets to find some relaxation but xavier was having none of it, snatching you back and pinning you harder. "don't run away from me- did i say you could move?"
this was definitely the end of you. xavier's body was way too skilled and every part of him was making sure that you stay with him and only him. one things he hated about your hands was how much you ran. how much you squirmed and pulled away. tired of your antics, he roughly grabbed your wrists together in your chest. and in a few seconds, your hands were bound above your head, both of yours in one of his. his grip was intoxicating; it's nearly distracted you from the sheer force of your man's cock retracting back into your wet cunt. the sounds of skin slapping against your liquids was crazily loud yet xavier loved it; not over your moans obviously. "i said stop moving." you dug your face into his neck as you sobbed, the sensation too intense. with a deep inhale, you let out a quivering response, "i'm s-sorry...i'm- mhmm..!!!" your head threw back against the pillow as the bed creaked underneath you, banging against the wall. there was no warning when you came, only the brief moment of you swearing that you just blacked out for a good 2 minutes. "s-shit...i love you baby.." xavier's glossy eyes widened as he felt your cum rapidly shoot onto his cock; lubricating his cock as he winced. "damn baby.."
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date made: 29/8/24
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