If it's not too much or too out there, can i request akotsk men with a witch wife? They have a suspicion that there's more than what she presents herself as, something about being in her presence has this affect on them, clouding their judgement, almost as if they were under some kind of spell...
JFJAJDJAKDI i got too much into it, but of course it is up to you to write it however you want ! 🫶
AERION, MAEKAR, and LYONEL would be absolutely tormented with it. how can such an unsuspecting woman have such a hold over him? why was he plagued with thoughts of you day after day, night after night, no end in sight? they made decisions with you in mind, something they never though they would do. they were once so stern and self-concerned, and now they could not make such a choice without thinking of your sweet smile first.
BAELOR, VALARR, DUNCAN, and DAERON are not aware, and simply do not care. they are in love, that is paramount. why should they be so concerned with outer forces and reason? the way they considered you, thought of you, wanted nothing more than to be near you, to soothe their aching hearts. little else mattered.
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This is a little idea that's been running around in my head for the past few months so.. Here it is, enjoy!
The bayou was quiet as usual. Well, as quiet as you would expect a bayou to be.
The cicadas crying out, off in the distance. The croaking of the frogs with the faint splashing of the waters against the cypress trees.
Listening to the songs of the swamp is enough to relax you and take you to another place that is whimsical and not of this world, until someone decides to disturb that peace with their motorboat. Disturbed by the local fishermen, which was normal in its own way.
Except for the fact that no local fishermen came to these parts of the waters, due to the stories about men disappearing and supposedly getting eaten by the wild life.
They were indeed getting eaten but not by the normal Alligators in this region.
As the motorboat driven by a young Fisherman zoomed by, breaking the surface of the algae in its wake, a creature just pops its head from beneath the water. Her dark hued skin shimmered like scales with a iridescent green cast with a pair of dark orange, almost burnt sienna eyes.
The black pupils turned into slits as her hunger grew, following the path of the fisherman. Her black as ink curls, though soaked from the water, looked like a flowing vial behind her as she swam.
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Super virgin aotc Anakin!! <3 Like, desperate and hungry to fuck for the first time 💋
MEOWWW anon i love you‼️ aotc ani is so underrated.
NEEDY
Warnings: Porn with no plot, AOTC Anakin, DESPERATE Anakin, begging, coercion..?, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it folks), breeding kink if you squint, use of y/n, afab reader, inexperienced Ani, dub-con, tiny bit of manipulation, creampie, tugging on the padawan braid.. etc..
Pairing: Afab!reader x AOTC!anakin
“C-come on—“ His voice is high pitched, strained with desperate whines. “Just this time, please, just this once.”
You’re in Anakin’s bed, both on your sides facing each other. Your lips are in a messy tangle with his, tongues in a desperate battle and teeth clashing. His hands are wandering anywhere they can reach, gripping you, holding you, squeezing you. Your breath nearly gives out at his words. This was never supposed to get this far.
Your once friendship turned into causal make outs. Never was it supposed to end up with you in his bed.
“Just— fuck, Y/N, please,” He mumbles in between kisses. His hands find their way under your shirt, squeezing right below your ribcage and pulling you impossibly closer. “Let me take em’ off, please.”
You whine into his mouth and pull away, just long enough where you can take your shirt off for him. Expecting him to crash his lips right back onto yours, you’re surprised when he stops moving and just plain on ogles you.
His eyes roam hungrily on your breasts, your bra simple yet showing off your shape perfectly. He lets out a small noise, something you didn’t quite expect from him. Anakin’s hands find their way to your breasts, squeezing them firmly.
You wince, surprised at the harshness of his touch. But Anakin, ever so entranced by your plush mounds, doesn’t bat an eye.
Like a man possessed, he rapidly finds the back of your bra, trying to unclip it. But his fervor doesn’t work in his favor. His harsh and quick movements make it difficult for him to unclip it. Right when you’re about to assist him, he gives up and rips it away from the front.
“Ani— what the hell—?” You begin, but he cuts you off.
He buries his face in your breasts, fondling them with both hands and licking and sucking with his swollen lips.
A small breathy moan slips from your mouth, your fingers finding his padawan braid and tugging at it as he begins to suckle on one of your pert nipples.
You can feel his hardness press against your thigh, and just as you’re about to cup him, he begins to hump your leg with unadulterated quickness.
His whines are pathetic; loud and needy. When his hips rock against your thigh, you nearly see stars, the ache in your cunt growing increasingly uncomfortable.
“Need these off, need this off,” He repeats like a prayer, pulling away from your tits and tugging at your pants. He’s quick and clumsily, not even giving you a chance to help him slip them off. He tugs your pants down, your panties following, leaving you naked.
Being bare in front of him should make you at least a little bit shy, but the sheer need in your body made you push that aside. Anakin’s fingers dip into your slickness, you beginning to tug off his clothes as well.
“Just— just.. leave them on, I- need you now,” He demands, shoving down his pants and boxers just enough for his aching cock to spring out.
He doesn’t give you a chance to even look down, roughly climbing on top of you and rubbing his length through your soaked folds.
“Fuck— Y/N, I need to.. need to feel you,” he whimpers, his face falling into your neck.
A pathetic sound leaves your throat, the feeling of his leaking tip rubbing against your pulsing clit making your brain go fuzzy.
Without much of a warning, Anakin slips his cock inside of you. Your walls clench around him tightly, giving him the relief he’d been so desperately yearning for.
You subconsciously wrap your arms around his neck as he begins to quickly fuck into you. His movements are sloppy and fast, but he still managed to find that perfect spot inside.
Your gummy walls grip him like a vice, fluttering around him as you feel every ridge and vein slide back and forth inside of your cunt.
“Need you, need you, need you,” he chants. “feel so good, can’t stop—“ The boy is babbling at this point, his teeth biting and nipping at your neck whenever he wasn’t speaking a jumbled mess of praise.
His hips rock into you hard and fast, his pace becoming steady and thrusts growing harsher. Your moans are pathetic, showing how much of a mess he’s got you. How drunk his cock has made you.
You can feel the knot in your belly begin to unravel, causing you to once again harshly tug at his braid. This causes a loud moan to erupt from him, your neck tickling from the vibrations of his pleasure filled sounds.
“Anakin i’m-“ You begin to warn, but your words are cut off from your orgasm hitting you like a freight train. Your back arches off the bed, your cries getting caught in your throat, and the way the squelching sounds of your wetness bounces off the walls making Anakin groan into your neck.
“Gonna cum inside you, can I baby? Please— I’m gonna- i’m gonna fill you up, i’m sorry I, I really have to I—“ A pornographic moan fills your ears as Anakin begins to shoot rope upon rope of his cum into your quivering pussy. He keeps his pace, riding out his orgasm as you shake violently under him, the overstimulation making your brain foggy.
Anakin’s body collapses onto yours. Both of your bodies shaking from the aftermath. After a moment of heavy breaths and regaining yourselves, he slowly gets off of you and scoots back. He spreads your legs and stares down at your cunt. Your pussy clenches around nothing repeatedly as he watches a stream of his seed leaking out, causing him swallow and remember to start working on his self control.
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it's always "i'm super into breeding" until youre pinned down and stuffed full and they're panting into your ear about how good you feel when they're not wasting their time with some stupid condom and how you're going to look so good when you're pregnant
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Hellooo hehe gotta say that I love your work because *chef’s kiss*
my ask for youuuu issss:
Cow hybrid! Reader x Minotaur with possibly some lactation and breeding kink?? And overstimulation, please and thank you!
get as dirty as you want, you have free range!!
Thank you so much for the love and support!
I was racking my head for how to make these two not fuck in a barn or be like livestock related and I figured it out! I hope you like it <33
MDNI
Tw; Noncon/Dubious consent, lactation, breeding heavily mentioned, slightly public, lowkey perverse, power dynamics used to exploit reader- dead dove do not eat
Minotaur King x Cow hybrid concubine
The Queen is barren. A horrible fact that echoed throughout the fruitful plains of Huvffo.
Desperately, the Kings council scrambled to find another woman for him to seed.
It was a long and strenuous process. The King wasn't interested in the many heifers that came along and often did not show up to court to even see the ladies chosen.
To get away from the noise and the pressure to sire an heir, he would sneak out in the early hours of the day when he knew his men were their most unguarded.
Heavily cloaked, he'd manuver through the streets. Frequenting pubs and looming in the corners like a heinous shadow- just to see how his people lived.
This one night, however, he did not go to the pub. The alley he usually took was blocked so he had to find a different way through the winding streets of his kingdom. Foriegners often called it a maze.
But he was stopped once again by a scent. A light blossom in the night that had him swoon on his hooves.
Of course, he followed the scent.
At the end of the trail was you.
A plump, gorgeous little cow hybrid who seemed to be washing something. You stood near an oil lit lamp, which made you look golden in the night. Like treasure.
When he quietly got closer, he noticed just what it was. You were shirtless- breasts free and out in the open. Your body was littered with patches of white, and you looked akin to the night sky. A new world for him to claim.
He managed to get close enough to you that he was right behind you. Perhaps you were so caught up in your own mind that you hadn't noticed.
"You should be more careful at night, my lady,"
His voice rumbled behind you. You jolted at the sound of the first syllable. You turned around immediately, wet shirt now held against your chest for some semblance of privacy.
You looked up at the shadowy figure in fear, only seeing a glimpse of a white nose in the lamp light.
Your tongue felt fat in your mouth, heart battering against your ribcage like a hummingbird. He lowered himself with one hand pressed to the wall beside your head, now making you eye to eye- or well, you couldn't see his eyes under the shadow of his hood.
He sniffed you, smelling your delightful scent again. His other hand came up with no mental questioning before he pulled your shirt from your grasp, revealing your breasts to him once more.
Now, your surprise jumped from your lips.
"H- hey! Give that back you- you pervert!"
Your hands came up to cover your breasts and you could feel them get wet with the milk you were steadily leaking.
"You refuse your King?" You can practically taste the simmering anger in his tone like hot stew.
Before you can deny his claim, he pulls back his hood and reveals himself. His horns tower over the two of you, wide and tall and dressed in gold pieces. And if that wasn't enough to tell you that he was your King, then his coat surely did. He was white with beautiful red dappling- a genetic trait only passed through the royal family.
In your shock and flusteredness, he takes the advantage you move your arms from your breasts and duck down to pluck one teat into his mouth.
You gasp, sensitive and whiny as you feel him begin to suckle from it. His hands release yours and hold you still by the waist.
Your hooves click against the stone path as you shift uneasily. Each suck sends a jolt to your core and a whine coming out of your mouth.
"Ahn- wait, wait- stop it! You're going too fast!" Despite the fact that he is your King, your hands grip his horns, and you try to pull him off.
He reluctantly let's you. Staring up in petulant anger.
"You deny me, woman?" His voice rumbles in warning and one of his hands slip from your waist to your skirts.
"I can smell your need, and you deny me? Your King?"
You can feel his hand slip up your skirts and grasp your thigh for a moment before cupping your cunt.
You squirm in his hold, ears flicking in panic and eyes watering.
His fingers slide through your folds and you keel over, giving him the opportunity to take your other teat in his mouth.
The stimulation feels too much and this night feels like some crazy nightmare because how in the world would the king be here touching you up?
"Fuck- such a wet little cunt. All for me? What a delightful subject of mine you are," he coos against your nipple before travelling up to pepper and suck kisses between your breasts.
"Your milk is divine, little heifer. I think I might take you home with me. Give you calves to feed. You'd like that, wouldn't you? A life of luxury?"
He penetrates your cunt with a finger and you let out a whine.
"Your- your Highness," you can barely manage words as he thrusts his thick finger in and out of your hole.
"Yes? What is it you would like to say, lovely? Would you like to stay with me and have my young? You're obviously more fertile than my wife," he grunts that last part as he hauls you up the wall like some doll so he can finger and suck your teats easier.
All you can manage in response is a high-pitched moan muffled by your lip between your teeth when his thumb finds your swollen clit.
"Yeah? You'd like that, wouldn't you. Living in my castle, dressed with the finest clothes as that belly of yours swells with my calf." He adds another finger into your cunt, stretching you out and purposefully rubbing against your g-spot.
Your mind feels like it's melting, like the electric cords in your mind have rubbed together and you feel like you're on cloud nine.
You nod your head frantically, or maybe that's just your head bobbing with each thrust of his fingers.
He chuckles and leans in to lick a stripe up your neck.
"You're divine. You were made for me- all for me. My heifer, my wife- fuck, your cunt was made to be mine," he practically growls against your ear.
"Filled by my seed and carrying my young- I wonder if these tits of yours will get any bigger? Guess we'll just have to find out."
Admist his rambling, you can't help but flutter around his fingers tightly and come, head falling upon his shoulder.
He peppers sweet kisses all over your body.
"Good- what a good little wife you'll be. Cumming around my fingers so nicely," he coos as he slows his thrusts in your cunt.
You feel loose in his hold, like jelly.
He hauls you closer to his chest, one harm under your ass and the other free to move as your arms are wrapped around his shoulders.
"Let's get you home, lovely. Where you belong." His voice rumbles against your ear, lulling you into the night as he begins to take you down one alley and into another.
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