Elemental Playhouse

mdni

it really shouldn't be affecting him this much.

it's supposed to be something cute, something wholesome, for god's sake. just a cute petname that you call him, nothing more. it even started out as a joke—you weren't keen on doing something so drastic anytime soon—and yet…

and yet.

"how's my future husband doing today?" you greet upon answering the phone.

he grunts out some reply, putting his phone on speaker as he continues to drive home to you. you begin making small talk, talking about your day and whatnot, and he's doing his best to focus. he really is, he swears.

he just can't help it if he gets rock hard whenever you call him… that. he just loves you that much. maybe it's even romantic, in a way.

"so, husband, are you almost home? i made your favorite." you say cheerily, seemingly entirely unaware of the effect you have on him.

"fucking hell." he mumbles.

"what was that?"

he takes a few deep breaths—in through the nouse, out through the mouth. he can't be getting this damn horny over a simple name. a term of endearment. but, hell, it feels like he's discovering porn for the first time. there's just something so intimate about it, something that has a glow of warmth spreading from his heart to the rest of his body. it consumes him in the best way.

"i'm going to need you to do me a favor."he says, finally.

"sure, anything."

his voice comes out deeper than you expect, "cover the food and keep it in the fridge for now. we won't be eating dinner 'til late."

//

"mmh— fuck— baby!" you moan, your boyfriend has you folded in half on the bed, pounding into you ruthlessly. you're on your back, ankles resting on his shoulders as he thrusts deeper and deeper into your sensitive hole.

this has been going on from the moment he stepped into your shared apartment.

"that's not what you call me, darling. try again." he says, giving your nipple a light pinch.

"hnngh— my— fuck— husband!"

"that's it," he groans, reaching to rub your clit in time with his thursts, "my pretty wife, so good for me. taking your husband's cock so well, huh?" 

"mmhm," you nod, "love m' husband's cock so much!"

he feels you tighten around him, and he knows you're close. he isn't that far behind, either.

"you like it that much too, huh? wanna be my little wifey?" he asks, angling so he can hit that spot that gets you over the edge.

"yes, please!"

"then cum all over your husband's cock."

⋆.ೃ࿔:𓇼⋆.ೃ࿔:⋆

You were pregnant with a litter of werewolf pups when you met with a new customer.

Instantly, you recognized him as a vampire. He was tall and pale, closing an umbrella as he walked into your workplace.

“Are you… currently available?”

His red eyes shift to your swollen belly, which instantly answered his question. You still gave him a polite, if sheepish, smile.

“Ah, not at the moment. I’m-“

He stepped forward, eyes still focused on your baby bump. “… do you perhaps… let people sample you before they impregnate you?”

The hunger in his eyes was palpable, his voice becoming more husky and deeper with each word. It seemed just seeing you there, heavy and pregnant, was enough to get him going.

You glanced down at your belly, then to the back room. “I suppose so, as long as you’re gentle…”

His hand moved down to the fat of your hips, his other using your pregnant belly as leverage as he fucked into you.

“Fuck…” he murmured into your ear, his fangs brushing agaisnt your neck. When he noticed milk beading at your nipples, he reached up to grope and knead them.

He was faster than the werewolf you had before. Though his cock didn’t swell and knot inside of you, it moved so quick and found your g-spot within seconds.

Milk spurted from your heavy tits as he came inside of you, his teeth sinking into your neck. He didn’t draw much blood, just enough for a quick taste before he pulled away.

He dressed quietly, eyeing you up the entire time as you cleaned his cum from your trembling thighs.

“… once you are recovered from pregnancy, I will request your services again. I require an heir.”

On abandonment and parents