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Dark! Jacaerys x reader

Tags: possessive and obsessive traits, soft yandere, p in v, semi public, making out, smut, dead dove do not eat

Jacaerys had been a fair husband for most of your marriage. He was even tempered, generous and had always taken care of you. So you assumed he’d be reasonable.

The message of your sick mother came fast and sudden. You rushed to your maiden house afraid of the worst. You didn’t bother or even consider to alert anyone on account Jace was out on diplomatic trip. If you knew he would be in this much of a wreck you don’t think you would have ever gone.

You don’t think you’ve ever seen him like this. Even with you right next to him he’s warped in panic. He braces himself against the table, his breath labored. “You should have told me!” He says for the fifth time, almost feverishly. “I thought we had an understanding— we agreed that you would never leave kings landing without notice!”

You wince at his tone, hesitantly bringing your hand to his cheek. “I didn’t think you would be back so soon, my love… I was only gone to attend to my mother.” Jace leans into your touch, still scowling.

He leans his weight against you, all warmth and need. “Still… I don’t like not knowing where you are…” Rolling your eyes, you smile lovingly, pressing a kiss to his feverish lips. He chases it, returning your pressure tenfold.

The kiss feels like it bleeds time. You try to pull away for air, but Jace is nothing but greedy. You’re frantically pushing at him when he finally pulls away; a glistening strand of your salvia the evidence of your love.

He moves to push up your skirts. “J-Jace, wait! Let’s go back to our rooms, please! Someone might walk in on us…” he shakes his head like a mad man. “No, I want to have you here and now. Let them see. Let them see that you are mine.”

There’s no room for protest as he’s hoisting you up on the table and lifting your skirts. You gulp, face ablaze, as he quickly tugs his eager cock out of his pants. He dives down, nose brushing your clit as he lapses at your sex; no doubt a desperate attempt at lube. You find it hard to complain, though, as your head falls back from the sensation.

You whine as he pulls away, bucking your hips forward. But your Jace had always been generous, wasting no time in plunging into you. The pleasure is immediate, and you feel as though you are made just for him.

He groans as he begins to pump into you. His movements sloppy but nonetheless devastating to your gushy walls. His tip kisses your cervix, and you completely melt, forgetting your less-than-private position.

Jace easily pulls moans from you with the motions of his hips. The rest of the world blanks out as he brings you closer and closer to your climax. In one last labored and heavy thrust, both of you cum.

His moans reverberate through you as he presses his face into your neck. “You’re mine " he moans, nuzzling into you. No response bubbles inside of you as you nurse the end of your orgasum. Finally, breathless, you manage to mutter, “You’re so needy…”

He smiles at your words, tightening his hold on you. You both fall into a comfortable silence, savoring the last of your pleasure.

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House of the dragon

“Needy” - dark! Jacaerys x reader

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Tags: x reader, yandere insert, dub-con, edging, slight mentions of cheating, fingering, humping, ejaculation, dead dove do not eat

Your childhood friend is a complete asshole. Not only had he punched your boyfriend in front of everyone, but he also had you pinned beneath him, leaving you grasping for any semblance of control.

You were completely under his spell, his large hand fondling your breasts, the other exploring your sex, and his god damned hot mouth against your throat. You hated that he was right when he said, "I can do anything a boyfriend could do."

The party practically pulsed behind his bedroom door, and you prayed no one would wander in. Your mind immediately went to your boyfriend, who was probably still nursing his jaw. God, you felt like such a horrid person.

His fingers cruelly curl inside of you, “thinking of someone else, huh?” He moves his head to your face, licking a wet stripe against your cheek, “probably him, right?” You shudder, bucking your hips in a pitiful attempt to ease the pleasure burning at your core.

“Hah- you're disgusting, you know-” You can practically feel his grin. “Mhm, but you seem to like that, don’t you?” Your hole clamps on his fingers, telling him more than any words can express. He grinds his cock against your thigh, repositioning his mouth against your neck, satisfied.

Hours seem to waste away as he subjects you to the same torture over and over. Pumping in and out of you, rubbing your clit, and curling his fingers. It's edge after edge, and it's driving you mad; he really is such a ass hole. He laughs into your neck as he pulls out at the pace of moving molasses.

"T-That's it?" you practically whine, struggling against him. "That's all you deserve after what you put me through." He steadily humps you, cock erect. "Now you're going to fix it all by making me feel good whenever I want."

If someone had told you this would be how your day would end, you wouldn’t believe them. It’s honestly hard to believe someone can get off just by using a thigh, but he does. Shameless, utterly shameless.

You’re practically his personal pillow as he ruts into you. You shudder at the feeling of his hot dick being dragged up and down. His breathing quickens till eventually the buildup reaches an end and he ejaculates white ribbons all over your thigh. He takes in a deep inhale of your scent, sighing when he exhales. “I’m gonna have so much fun with you.”

Tags: x reader, yandere, dub-con, smut, bullying, bully x victim dynamics, penetration, fingering, p in v, virgin reader, public sex, humiliation, dead dove do not eat

Trapped… oh god, you were trapped. You felt so utterly stupid letting him herd you to such a place. The football team’s locker room had as much tact as you expected. Boxers and other articles of clothing were strewn about, and the unmistakable stench of man sweat and BO. But that wasn’t all you were worried about. They would be back any minute with their practice finished.

It was embarrassing enough wandering in. But to be found spread out naked on the bench with the quarterback on top of you? That was a real scandal.

Of course, he was enjoying every second of it. Licking his lips like a damned predator as he watches you shrink under him, clothes ripped off and all. Even if you could theoretically get away, your clothes are less than useless now, adding another layer to the seemingly never-ending humiliation.

He lazily tugs off your panties with one hand, while the other holds you in your vulnerable position. You whine low and pathetic, afraid that if you were to make too much noise, others would hear.

There’s no sense of urgency as he cups your sex, shamelessly grinding it into his palm. You stiffen, swallowing any meek sounds you want to make. It’s clear he doesn’t have the same fear that you do. He relishes the attention. The act of marking you, staking his claim while arguably the most influential figures of your school witness it. He’s hard just thinking about it.

Tears prick your eyes as he unceremoniously jams three of his thick fingers into your pretty cunt. You couldn't believe that your first time would be with him. You were pretty sure he was supposed to use lube, with how much it burned.

You make another pitiful attempt to get away, but he curls his fingers, halting your movement. Your hands fly to cover your mouth as your back arches. He finds this hilarious. “What? Won’t let me hear those pretty sounds of yours?” He lowers his head to your ear, nipping playfully. “Afraid someone will hear?…”

You don’t dignify his teasing with a response. His movements are less about your pleasure and more so exploration. He brunt forces his way through your walls, exploring every point of your intimacy, like it was his to chart. He’s slow, lazy even, but that only makes the pleasure in your core build. You’re almost at your edge with another sharp curl of his fingers. Your legs twitch as you continue to desperately clamp your hands over your mouth. You’re so incredibly grateful that he decides to pull out.

Again, he laughs at your struggle; this time it reverberates throughout the locker room. You had half the mind to cover his own mouth if you weren’t so preoccupied with pulling yourself together. “C-can I please go now?” You practically beg, shifting yourself up. “Oh, you think we’re done?” He gives you a shit-eating grin as he leisurely takes his shorts off. “You haven’t even seen your big surprise.”

You gawk at the erratic cock that eagerly bounces from his boxers. You’ve seen cocks on the internet, but that could have never prepared you for reality. It’s completely massive, and the straight girth is insane. You immediately shut your legs, but he pries them open just as easily.

“W-wait- that won’t fit in me.” He glances down at his member, then slowly back at you, smirking. “It will; your body will accommodate me.” You want to argue. Want to leave nude and all with your virginity intact. But he grabs your shoulders and thrusts into you.

You fight the urge to scream as breaches vulva. It burns like hell, and all you can feel is him as he conquers your tight hole. He moans carelessly, relishing how much you squeeze him.

Your practically bawling as he reached your cervix. Hot tears stream down your already blazing cheeks as your mind goes completely blank. He hooks his arms under your legs and pounds into you mercilessly. Each thrust sending you into a new high.

Panic claws at the back of your consciousness as louder and louder moans are ripped from you. But all your caution is swept away in the tsunami of your pleasure.

“Fuck- t-this is what you deserve- treated like the slut you are.” He begins to thrust faster. “Y-you thought you could ignore me- thought you could pay attention to anyone but me-“

You would have slapped him if you weren’t so preoccupied trying to keep together. But with one final thrust, you both come undone, untangling the knot that gathered when he first entered you. You fall back, gasping for air, savoring the end.

Fuck, he’s still inside of you. You attempt to push him off, but he just burrows deeper into you again. Lazily, he presses his forehead against yours. “You’re going to be mine forever.”

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Romantic

Romantic

You give your yandere a blow job (mxf) (nsfw)

Yandere bully fucks you in the football locker room (mxf) (nsfw)

Jealous yandere best friend ruts into you after punching your boyfriend(mxf) (nsfw)

Tags: yandere, reader insert, dead dove content, smut, bondage, blow job

You could never fully get used to the feeling of being restrained. It brought you back to those hellish months in the basement. Alone and cold, left with only your thoughts and the faint clink of chains. It was the striking realization of vulnerability that really made you insane. The cold reality that your life and comfort were in the hands of an insane person.

As much as you wished it wasnt, you weren't remotely surprised by your position this evening. During your time in captivity, you'd learned to read your captor with pinpoint accuracy. Whether he was angry or insecure, you knew how to respond before his mood had a chance to spiral.

You had sensed his arousal building over the last couple of days. From his needy boners against your ass as he passed you in the kitchen to the flushed whimpers in his sleep. You knew exactly what he needed, but your pride wouldn't let you give it to him. Now you're paying the price.

The cold metal of the cuffs that bind you to the headboard is a shock against your nervously warm skin. He straddles you clumsily, hand flying to catch himself while the other greedily fists his member. His arousal is blatant, by the precum trickling from his cock. You try your best not to cringe, not to shrink away from him, but he makes it so damn hard.

"You're so m'pretty, baby... Hah- pretty only for m'me." He smashes his lips against yours, greedily grabbing your face as if it were his. The kiss starts off slow and deliberate before he loses all semblance of control. You attempt to pull away— attempt to breathe, but he keeps the both of you glued together. He's completely ravenous as he explores your mouth, conquering your tongue. Your greatfull that he eventually lets go.

You savor a few precious breaths, but your break is short-lived. The next thing you know, his dick is raised close to your face; It's long and thick, and practically pulses with anticipation. He lets out a low whine, hips bucking forward. "I m'need your mouth around my cock so— m'bad."

You nod obediently, trying to enjoy the last gulps of air before you're forced to choke on his cock. Unfortunately, he's an impatient bastard. Before you can fully get a grip on your bearings, he grabs the back of your head and rams his dick into your mouth.

You immediately gag, desperate to claw at him, but you obey nonetheless, swirling your tongue around his tip. He humps your mouth, needily begging for more, and you deliver. You suck shamelessly, creating enough suction and tension that he's merely putty in your hands. He jerks his hips quicker, fat balls lewdly slapping your chin repeatedly. It's clear he's in total ecstasy with his comboy-like moans.

You hated it. You hated him. Why should he get all the pleasure while you waste away serving him? You are practically a cum dumpster, poised to take his seed in whichever hole he pleases.

Pissed, you clamp your lips and wield your tongue as a blade. Mercilessly slashing it against his slit. Your anger builds, a crescendo of hate, until it comes to a head—and you bite down on his pulsing cock. Time seems to still as you make eye contact, daring him to do something. You expect him to jerk away, to strike you, but he does neither; instead, he comes completely undone. He stares back at you, a moan of pure pleasure ripping out of him as tears prick his perfect eyes.

You practically suffocate on his seed as he uloads in your mouth faster than you can fully process. You pull away, unsheathing him from your mouth. But he grabs your jaw before you can spit anything out. "Swallow it all, m'baby."

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