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synopsis: Never in a million years did you mean to summon Sebastian whilst you were pleasing yourself, but you were so glad you did. 

warnings: 18+ mdni, smut, fem!reader, reader and sebastian have established a contract, cunnilingus, fingering, desire, want, yearning, there’s going to be a part 2!

a/n: had this in my drafts, just had to tweak it! wc: 1k

𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔑𝔬𝔱𝔢 𝔭𝔞𝔤𝔢𝔰

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ﾟ a/n: smut, blasphemy, religious sacrilege, fem!reader.

His nose nuzzles into your neck, letting out a triumphant, feral roar at your desperate, slurred moan. "Yes, that's it! That's the sound I've been waiting to hear," he growled, his voice rough with savage triumph, a visceral heat in his tone as he licked the sweat from your neck as if it was the most delicious nectar - there was nothing better than this but your blood, which you had yet to offer him.

"Begging so sweetly, so needily, like the wanton little nun you are, giving your virginity to me as if I'm your God."

!No summary. Just Sebastian's tentacles are fucking you

The bed creaked softly beneath you—silken sheets tangled under your hips, your thighs trembling, your breath catching in sweet little gasps that barely echoed over the sound of wet suction and sliding flesh. You couldn’t see him. But you could feel him—them.

his tentacles.

Slick, strong, and impossibly everywhere. They wrapped around your ankles, your delicate wrists, your waist—lifting your small frame slightly from the bed like a fragile offering. Another pair of slick coils forced your legs open wider, exposing your soaked heat to the cooler air. The stretch made your back arch involuntarily. You were helpless, splayed, moaning.

And then another wet tentacle slid into your mouth.

Your eyes rolled back. It was too thick, too warm, too deep. Your throat struggled as the firm appendage pushed in slowly but deliberately, inch by inch, until tears pricked the corners of your eyes. Saliva spilled down your chin, your muffled whimpers lost around the sheer girth stretching your jaw.

And from across the room, Sebastian was watching your pitiful state.

Arms crossed. A single brow arched in amusement. Crimson eyes half-lidded with something between disdain and delight.

He looked so entertained.

“My my... such sweet little sounds,” he murmured silkily, his voice low and perfectly composed. “All from a few mere shadows. You’re trembling already, and I haven’t even touched you yet.”

You whimpered around the tentacle in your throat, fragile fingers curling in the sheets.

Another tentacle coiled tightly around your waist and slammed into your core.

You screamed around the gag, your whole body convulsing from the sudden fullness. It wasn't gentle. It was rough, stretching you beyond human limits—but your body welcomed it. Traitorously. Obscenely.

Sebastian tilted his head, his cruel smile widening slightly.

“My, look at you… How indecent. Crying and drooling while my true form takes you apart. And to think… you asked for this. What a strange taste you have.”

The tentacle in your mouth twitched, pumping slowly, sliding in and out, dripping with your saliva. The one inside you began to pulse, thicker than before, curved to hit exactly where you were weakest. Another slid up between your breasts, circling your neck—tight enough to control, loose enough to tease.

Your eyes fluttered, cheeks wet, thighs shaking from overstimulation.

“You’re quite the lewd little thing, aren’t you?” he cooed.

The tentacle between your legs began to thrust harder, faster, merciless now—stretching, dragging slick wetness with every motion. You couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. Every nerve screamed, every inch of your skin was burning from the sensation.

Another tentacle slid down your back and pressed against your rear entrance, teasing.

Sebastian chuckled, a soft, dark sound that made your stomach twist with hunger.

“Oh? Do you want more, my dear? What a greedy little thing. Humans are extremely greedy than any demon.”

You moaned a choked “yes” around the gag.

He stepped forward, closed to you.

Your eyes met his as he stood at the foot of the bed.

“What a foolish little girl you are... letting a demon do such filthy things to you.” He slowly removed one glove.

The soft sound of leather slipping from skin made your walls clench instinctively.

Sebastian raised a bare hand and extended a single finger… and for the first time since the scene began—

He touched you.

Right between your delicate, soft thighs, just above where the tentacle was pistoning inside you. Just a single, elegant stroke over your soaked clit.

You screamed even through the tentacle in your throat.

Sebastian smiled.

“So sensitive… it’s almost pitiful.”

His finger circled gently, cruelly, coaxing you closer to the edge while the tentacles did their brutal work deep inside. You couldn’t stop shaking. Couldn’t stop begging with your eyes.

He leaned in just slightly.

“You'd better prepare yourself, my lady. It's going to be a very long night,” he whispered.

You'd always been surprised by Sebastian's stamina, and perhaps it was because he didn't feel the same fatigue as a human, or perhaps he'd simply become addicted to you. He'd always adapted easily when it came to you, things he knew demons didn't do or needed, but he did it for you anyway.

However, there were those small moments during the night when any self-control he'd learned to have immediately vanished when it came to you. There weren't many things he did for genuine pleasure, but you were one of them. He was addicted to anything related to you: your presence, your smell, and most of all, the way you moaned his name whenever you had time alone together.

"One more time," he murmured against your lips. You moaned, shaking your head; you knew you would pass out if you tried to give him another orgasm.

Sebastian had remained still inside you for what seemed like an eternity. You'd lost count of the number of orgasms you'd had that night—four, there had been four—you were exhausted, your legs were shaking, and you were sure you could start crying at any moment from the mixture of pleasure and exhaustion.

His kitty, in heat

🐈‍⬛️Sebastian is far too perceptive not to notice the changes in you during certain… cycles. Your scent shifts: subtle to human noses, but to a demon it is intoxicating. That warm, sugary fragrance takes on richer, more primal, and he knows before you do that your body is aching for attention.

🐈‍⬛️At first, you don’t understand why you feel so flushed and restless. You keep fidgeting, rubbing your soft thighs together when no one’s looking, tail twitching wildly. Sebastian, of course, sees it all. And he enjoys watching you struggle with something you’re too innocent to name.

🐈‍⬛️He teases you under the guise of concern, standing much too close, letting his gloved hand rest at your lower back a little longer than necessary, leaning in so that his breath brushes the shell of your ear. Your soft cat ears flatten and you give a soft, flustered little noise: half mewl, half whimper and his smirk deepens.

🐈‍⬛️The first time you shyly admit to him that you “feel strange” and “can’t stop thinking about him,” Sebastian’s eyes filled with amusemente. He tilts your chin up and murmurs with a slight smirk, “Then let me tend to my kitten properly. If I don't, what kind of lover would I be?”

🐈‍⬛️You’re so small against him that he can lift you easily, settling you atop the kitchen counter or pinning you gently against the wall. His gloved fingers trace along your trembling thighs, parting them slowly. The moment he brushes over the heat between your legs, your cute fluffy tail lashes and your ears twitch uncontrollably.

🐈‍⬛️He finds your sweet noises utterly addictive... those breathy, broken little mews that escape without your permission. He deliberately drags things out just to hear more of them, his long, skilled fingers working you open until you’re shivering and pressing desperately against his hand.

🐈‍⬛️When he finally pushes into you, it’s slow at first to not to hurt your delicate body. He savors the way your body yields to him, watch the dazed, overwhelmed expression cross your cute face. You cling to him instinctively, nails digging into his coat, nuzzling at his neck with soft little whimpers.

🐈‍⬛️His stamina is inhuman. He’ll keep you on the edge until you’re practically crying, murmuring praise into your ear: “So warm… so tight… You were made for this, weren’t you, kitten?”, before finally letting you fall over into release.

🐈‍⬛️He enjoys taking you in places where you can’t fully hide your cute sounds. leaning you over the kitchen table late at night, pressing your small against the wall of the pantry while the rest of the household sleeps. The idea that someone might hear you only makes him more amused.

🐈‍⬛️Your soft tail becomes another source of play for him. He wraps it around his wrist, tugs it gently to make you gasp, or stroking along it as he thrusts into your poor cunt. He quickly learns just how sensitive it is and uses that knowledge mercilessly.

🐈‍⬛️ Afterward, he always carries your tired body to bed, he’ll tuck you beneath the covers, smoothing your soft hair and stroking the base of your ears until you drift into a satisfied sleep. Of course, he has no qualms about waking you again in the middle of the night for another round.

UGHHH I HAVE BEEN STUCK WITH THIS IDEA SINCE THE DAY I IMAGINED IT 😭😭 petition for more succubus!reader fics 😔

tw: noncon, succubus!reader, size difference, tail pulling, rough sex, overstimulation, humiliation, creampie

All characters depicted are 18+

My connection to the internet is still not fixed. I’m literally writing this during university break because I have a stable connection here.

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, stalking, delusional behavior, overprotective behavior, manipulation, degradation, humiliation, suggestive themes, Nsfw in Muzan's part, abduction, death

Tags: @leveyani @lovley-valentine7 @chxxz @maggiequinn59 @nightmaresprophet

-it annoys Ciel to no end to watch his demonic butler be so...undignified and sappy and gross. Sebastian uses any opportunity to get back at the brat, so expect to be the one slapping away hands while he purposefully makes advances on you in front of a 12 year old

-when you try to chew him out for this behavior he plays dumb "whatever do you mean? I was merely helping you cross the stream, where else was I to put my hands?"

-possessive bird will show off how close he is to you- especially if its in front of other supernatural creatures (except grell because he doesnt want to deal with the jealous fits that she would have)

-will grope you when he is deep in thought (usually about how annoying everyone else is)

-likes to use sex to feel like hes in control again. So during any "arc" you can expect some very demanding sex ("Cum" "Dont cum" "kiss me here" "spread your legs" "spread your ass"-)

-loves to see you flustered and weak. Orgasm torture is the best way to achieve this

-has a big thing for sexual training and dependance, believes that consistant stimulation is the best way to achieve this. You wont even need to cum, just getting you wet and focused on him is enough

-many fantasies about you drooling over him, completely captivated by his every move. This is why he does all the sexual training. Ultimately it fuels his ego so so so so much- he begs you, dont care about anyone else

-sometimes wants to beg you to touch him and pay attention to him. Lavish him with affection. Or do you hate him? In that case lavish him with abuse

-othertimes he wants to blindside you with passion so aggressive you cant even fight it. Pouncing on you out of nowhere

-sometimes his work will have him use sex to get information or access. He likes to use you to cleanse his palette. This evolves into him trying to rescent himself with you after any vaguely intimate interaction (had to kiss a womans hand in greeting, now wants to press his face into your neck)

-once you have had sex with his true demonic form (with a blindfold of course, to make sure you dont go insane) he loves to surprise you in dark places. The lights suddenly go out when you are bathing and he materializes from under the tub, limbs plunging into the water to restrain and stroke you

-enjoys being his "true self" and this is the point where sex is more than just satisfying his ego and getting a power trip

I'd kill to use a dildo on Azul, ride it while he's working at the lounge, or give one of the tweels a pocket pussy so they can use it whenever they want

don’t be shy twin, why not all three!

you had to know what you were doing when you had the audacity to offer a pocket pussy each to the leech twins. they are heavily amused, stating that it’s expected of someone of your character, but mind you, they are still taking it from your hands. i just hope you know that you have practically signed yourself up for a free use program, where there’s no warning for when you feel your pussy being stretched at random times of the day.

at least for jade, he has the decency to use it during his private time, which, on most occasions, you would be away from the public eye. the same CANNOT be said for floyd. they both take pleasure in teasing and making things difficult for you in general, it’s just floyd is a lot more unhinged about it. you start to regret giving him one at all when you feel yourself getting penetrated during the middle of classes, biting down on your lip to muffle the noises so hard that you actually draw blood. but it reaches a point where you could tell that foreign objects were being inserted.

now… you weren’t really planning to use that dildo again after yuuken, but… using the dildo on azul would be the best thing ever, especially if it is being used out of revenge. after all, his prideful attitude and his habit of extorting people get infuriating over time, and sometimes you genuinely just want him to shut up. the best part about using the dildo is that you get to feel good while he’s the one who is in a moaning mess. he has no idea how it is happening or who is responsible for it, but he’s too drunk on the feeling of having his cock milked dry to properly think about it. the next day you see him, he unusually lacks composure, and you’re absolutely thrilled about it.

for someone who made sure to make it known to you how stupid your idea was, he sure as hell was indulging in it a lot more than he should. maybe that was just the perk of being someone he deeply cared for and loved. you were surprised he even agreed, although a bit (lot) begrudgingly and slightly (highly) embarrassed, considering it involved something more aquatic… but you weren't going to back down. you were delighted.

and you think, out of all the times you had sex with your boyfriend, this had to be the best moment yet. matter of fact, in your mind, you were already plotting how you could convince him to try this out with you again.

your eyes rolled backward, body violently twitching as you felt an orgasm rip out of you for… who knew what. you had lost count. your own voice had started to sound foreign to yourself, your pitch unusually high as something thick bullied your insides relentlessly. it felt strange when large appendages wrapped around your body. there were two that wrapped around your thighs, keeping them open. one wrapped tightly around your arms, keeping you restrained, and another, which was currently still thrusting into you despite just bringing you to climax.

its texture was slimy and soft, but even so, it brought tremendous pleasure with its firm movements, and when the suction cups present on the appendage would momentarily grip onto your gummy walls before detaching.

through your bleary gaze, you blinked as your eyes tried to focus on the figure in front of you, who was responsible for your predicament. at that moment, the appendage that was nestled deeply into your pussy started pistoning at a faster pace. your eyes widened as your body squirmed, feeling another orgasm near. you closed your eyes, feeling your jaw slacken as your moans came out even louder. “...zul… azul!!!” you cried out.

the said male, who was watching you quietly up until this point, scoffed, an annoying, but stupidly attractive smirk making its way onto his lips. “after you pleaded so earnestly for this moment, won’t it be more appropriate if you took what i decided to offer?” he asked.

you didn’t plead for shit. if you weren't so lost in the current feeling, when another one of his arms squeezed the flesh of your breasts, you might have felt a bit enraged. the nerve of him to sound so confident and obnoxious, as if the majority of the time he wasn't the one under you, whining so beautifully as you sank onto his cock in his human form. it’s not like he was doing any better than you in the first place, when, through your occasional moments where your gaze wasn’t so blurry, you caught onto how his now dark skin was flushed a shade of purple. you didn't miss the way his lips were slightly parted, either, and how his eyebrows were furrowed upward as he tried to appear he had some kind of composure, unlike you. 

after all, an octopus’s arms were incredibly sensitive, so you doubted it was any different from when his cock was thrusted deep into your guts, especially whenever your walls clenched tightly around his appendage, forcing out a hiss from his throat.

“nnh…!?” the appendage that had been latching onto your breast and squeezing had finally let go. but what you didn’t expect was for azul to have it inching toward your pussy, where one was already wriggling relentlessly inside of you. realizing what he intended to do, your eyes widened in alarm as you opened your mouth to protest. but you had barely managed to get a few words out before an appendage was sliding into your mouth, while you felt your pussy stretch even further.

fine, then. let him enjoy this moment. he’ll get what’s coming to him when it’s your turn to have your hands on him.

Yandere Boyfriend! who would noncon you over and over again, apologizing everytime and promising you that he won't do it again.

Of course, he doesn't mean it.

He feels sorry for hurting you, but he doesn't like it when you push him away, something inside him snaps everytime you deny him, he loses all control.

What do you mean you're not in the mood? Do you not love him?

What do you mean you got your period? It doesn't matter, you're saying it because you hate him right?

It hurts? Well guess what? It hurts him more because you're denying him of the ultimate act of love!

He doesn't like it at all.

So before anything else can leave your mouth, he's already intruding into your hole, burying his cock inch by inch, raw. You could feel the way it uncomfortably stretches you, the burning sensation escalating with every thrust.

Your cunt contracts around his cock as he growls into your ear, small gasps escaping his mouth as he fucks you deeply, his tip slamming against your cervix.

It's painful, it hurts, it burns.

Tears escape your eyes at the sensation, just waiting for him to be done with you. He licks your tears away, dragging his wet tongue across your cheek before pressing a kiss to your mouth.

His other hand dips down between your legs, finding your clit and rubbing circles on it to make it feel good for you too.

One thing about him is that he will always make sure you get to finish too. Is he an extremely selfish person? Yes, but not when it comes to this, he mainly does this because he loves the way your walls contract and flutter around him.

This is also usually the time the anger and everything dissipates, he comes back to his senses and feels guilty when he notices your painful expression, he begins to panic, but his hips don't stop moving, in fact, they speed up.

“i'm sorry— mhm fuck—!” The obscene sound of skin slapping continues to echo in the air. “I'm sorry baby, I dont— I don't like doing this! Please— oh fuck fuck— please forgive me.” He begs, all while his fingers work faster around your clit. He leans down, sucking on your tits.

It doesn't take long for you to finish, especially after he's basically forcing an orgasm out of you by stimulating you.

“I— please forgive me darling, i wont do it again— I lost control, I'm so sorry, I promise, please please please please.” He cries out gasping when he feels your cunt clench and contract around him. His hips piston and drill into your cunt sloppily, a tell-tale sign that he's near, and as if on cue, he cums.

He empties himself deep inside you, ropes of cum directly shooting against your cervix, while he rides his orgasm out and not long after collapses on top of you.

He switches positions, pulling you against him as he cuddles you, arm wrapped around your head and one gently patting your back as he assures you, calming your shaking and crying form.

“I'm sorry baby, it must've been scary right? I don't know what came over me.. it just happened. Please don't hate me. Please. Please.” His voice cracks, genuine emotion coating his words.

“I'm really sorry okay? I try not to, but I just can't—” He sniffs, before reaching down and burying his face into your neck, as if he is the one that needs comfort. “—just can't help myself, I promise I won't do it again. You'll forgive me right? Please.” His voice is muffled, but still clear and you could hear the guilt.

Of course, you forgive him.

You have to, you don't have any other choice, because if you don't— he'll get mad again.

This is the 4th time it happened this week alone, and it's only Wednesday.

You don't have a choice at all, you lost the freedom to have it ever since the day you decided to start dating him.

— yuta okkotsu, izuku midoriya, yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, gojo satoru, choso kamo + your fave, feel free to imagine any chara you want!

characters mentioned above are obviously aged up!

Male Yandere x Fem!Reader ||

Your FWB situation was going well until he loses you to the idea of you wanting a real relationship again. But he can’t let you go so he stays, he watches, till you call him up for a rebound after the breakup. He’ll make sure he won’t lose you again

Yandere!Friend With Benefits had been watching you. Waiting for you.

Ever since you called off your little situation together he’s been waiting. ‘I want to try to get back out on the market.’ You had said to him in the middle of a busy cafe.

‘I know you’re not looking to get into a relationship. If you were then maybe we could’ve tried this out!’ The teasing in your voice still rings in his ears months later and the longing hidden in your gaze is still burned into his mind. What did you even know?

At the time he had been too shocked to answer, to voice just how badly he wanted to be with you. But before he knew it you were getting up and hurrying out the door with the cutest blush on your cheeks.

If he had called you after the fact there’s no way you would’ve believed him. Yet he couldn’t exactly leave you either. Especially not after a confession that sweet. He could never let you go now. And together you two had joined in ways he’d never felt before.

That sort of bond didn’t just happen every day, you know. It was worth keeping. Protecting.

He could still see it now even know he had done nothing but watch it slip through his fingers at the time. Your body writhing beneath his, looking like an angel as you squirted all over his cock. Covering him in your sweet juices. Refusing to stop until your legs were jelly and you needed water or else you’d nearly faint when you’d try to stand.

With all the stress in your life he relished being that bliss for you. Besides, you just looked too cute all fucked out, your body jiggling from the force of his thrusts.

Every time you’d try to squirm away his fingers would fog into your thighs and slam you back down his length. Maintaining such a frantic pace till you’d drench his cock with your release, milking his throbbing rob for all it was worth.

All he is left with is the memory… and the cameras he still has hidden across your apartment. It’s his only remaining connection to you. A little sick and twisted of him, sure. Not much different from home videos or couple photos people still keep after a breakup. At least that’s what he tells himself as he watches you.

Date after date comes to pick you up at the door yet none ever make it through. Until one does and a strange ugly feeling twists heavy in his gut. He watches your whole relationship from the safety of the screen.

Never interfering as much as he wants to. He rarely leaves the desk, not trusting himself no to go over to your place and properly claim you as his.

Much to his amusement the relationship falls apart pretty quickly. The guy messing things up by not realizing what a catch you are. Been there, done that. That asshole will soon learn the giant mistake he just made by letting you go like he did.

But, oh? What’s this? Maybe his shot isn’t lost at all. He can see you pacing your apartment, his contact pulled up on your phone.

“Do it, babygirl, just give in and beg me to come back,” he whispers to the screen, stopping mere inches from it.

The second your thumb is hitting that call button he’s bolting out of his chair, responding to your timid ‘hi’ with a blunt, ‘I’m on my way, sweetheart.’

That’s how Yan!FWB finds himself face to face with your perfect glistening cunt. Exposed to his hungry gaze, restraint hanging on by a thread. This is his chance. His second chance to make sure without a doubt you’re his. Also his second chance to get back into the warm snugness of your tight channel.

“Pl-please move. Do—nngh!—n’t stop,” you whine, just as pretty as he remembers. So much better in real life than on audio.

A dark grin spreads across his face as your eager plea. He can feel his tight you are for him. The way your pussy clenches and ripples down his cock as he pushes deeper and deeper inside of you.

You’re so damn tight, tighter than he remembered. It’s like your cunt had forgotten what it was like to be owned by him. Pleasured by him and stretched to the point of reaching your breaking point. And he knows exactly why. It isn’t that hard to guess.

“You’ve missed this, haven’t you baby?” He purrs in a low teasing rumble.

With one more swift snap of his hips he buries himself in your clutching heat to the hilt, his balls slapping settle against your ass. A strangled whimper escapes you as much as you try to hold back. It’s no use, he knows how much you’ve missed him.

“Bet you miss having a real man’s cock stretching out this greedy lil’ pussy. And crave being fucked like the desperate slut you are.”

Yan!FWB rolls his hips, fucking into you with long smooth strokes that hit deep within your hot needy sex. Every thrust has him diving deeper into parts of you that haven’t been reached in months. Stretching you wider around his girth. It pulses and throbs against him, begging for more.

It takes all the strength he has not to just start pounding away at you immediately. But more than anything he wants to make this reunion good for you. Because right now he has never actually felt better. He can feel every inch of you welcoming him back home.

It’s obvious how much you’ve been aching for this. Not only for this but aching for him too. Even if you can’t say anything or admit it to yourself or anyone else.

He can see it in the look in your eyes.

His hands smooth up and down your thighs, hiking them up around his waist. From that alone he watches you quiver. So he angles his hips to graze along your sweet spot just to see you gasp.

“I’m sure that pathetic excuse for an ex couldn’t satisfy you. Doubt he never even bothered to try, did he?” He asks with a cruel laugh. He narrows in to whisper in your ear. “I can tell he couldn’t fill you the way I can, couldn’t fuck you like you need to be fucked.”

The drag of his cock along your walls is driving to ecstasy. You can feel him everywhere yet you need more. And you know that he’s the only one who can give it to you. No other man can satisfy the ache between your thighs like he can.

Stranglers whimpers leave you as you writhe beneath him, ready for more. So ready for it.

He grips your hips harder, fingers sinking into the soft flesh of your ass as he picks up pace. The wet messy sound of skin slapping against skin echoes through the room as he fucks into you harder and faster with zero abandon.

Pleasure bursts across your body in ways you’ve missed and are sure of now that you can never go without again.

“Oh yeah, that’s it, baby. Take my cock. Fuck, she missed it so much. Take it like the good little cock slut you are,” he snarls, pure dominance in his tone that makes you automatically spread your legs wider. “This is everything you’ve been missing, sugar. It’s what you need— I’m what you need.”

His words churn inside your mind, back and forth with every thrust till it consumes you. He’s right. This is all you’ve been needing. What’s the point of a relationship with some asshole if you didn’t have this too? One night like this is worth ten more with someone else. It’s obvious in the way he works your body like he owns it.

One hand slides up your body, worshipping every inch that it touches until it tenderly wraps around your throat. Squeezing just enough to make you gasp. While the other immediately finds your clit to greet it like an old friend.

Every tight flick or pinch of his fingers is heightened by your lack of air. Tingles shoot down your spine, the intensity of his brutal jackhammering cock sends shockwaves through your body. All thoughts of your ex fade as though he never existed. Only this.

The knot in your belly tightens, getting closer to that glorious release you’ve been in search of for so long now. Your heart is racing as every muscle in your body tenses. Ready to give him everything he’s been wanting too.

Desperate to ground yourself in something your hands fly out and scratches down his back, digging in deeper as his thrusts hit right where you need them to. The relentless rocking rhythm of his hips helps push you over the edge into bliss.

Yan!FWB can tell when you’ve come undone around his girth, can see the way your body starts to shake and tremble as he fucks you with everything he has. Your pretty cunt milks him dry as he spills his massive load straight into your womb. From that second he knows.

He fucking knows without a doubt that you’re now his. That you always will be. No matter who tries to replace him, no one can ever level up to how good he can make you feel. No one can ruin you like he can.

Character and Art belongs to @meo-eiru! Go follow her and love her 🫶(pushes all of you to her blog)

I am out of ideas, y‘all. I am so happy you guys love my dumb smut lol 🩷 really thank you! Idk if I‘ll do any more, unless specifically asked. Also, if meru is ok with it ✨

Warning: 18+ content, drugging, general nsfw, oral !

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