Sing Your Heart Out

He's ruining you. Reshaping you. Your tight little hole wasn't built for this, wasn't made for a cock this fat, this long, this mean- and he can't decide if the thought makes him want to pull out and apologize or grab your hips and bury himself to the hilt just to watch you fall apart.

"Shh, shh, hey." His voice has dropped low, rougher than you've ever heard it, and there's something dark flickering in those usually playful eyes. That possessive edge he's hidden for years, now surfacing as he stares down at where his thick cockhead is trying desperately to sink into your fluttering hole, "I've waited so long for this, Pips... For you. We're going to make it fit, okay? I'll take care of you, just like i always have."

His hand cups your cheek, thumb brushing away the tears that threatened to spill. So gentle. So caring. So him.

And then his other hand pins your hip to the mattress as he snaps forward, burying every fat inch inside you in one brutal thrust.

"AHHH- CALEB!!" Your scream tears through his quiet apartment, back arching clean off the sheets as your cunt is forced to stretch around him, walls clenching and spasming helplessly against the intrusion.

It's too much -he's too much-, splitting you open on a cock that has no business being attached to a man who watches you like that. All soft, starving devotion. A loyal pup at the feet of its goddess, even while he wrecks you.

"Pips- oh, fuck, there we go," Caleb groans, and his voice is absolutely wrecked, those pretty eyes rolling back slightly as he bottoms out. His pelvis grinds against yours, the root of him stuffed so deep you can feel him in your goddamn stomach. "You're so tight- shit, is it always like this? Is this-"

"Y-you're my f-first too, you idiot," you sob, and something breaks in his expression.

First. I'm her first. She waited for me too.

"Oh, Pipsqueak," he breathes, and now both hands are cradling your face while his hips stay perfectly still to let you adjust. His cock twitches inside you, and you keen. "My sweet girl. I didn't know. I didn't-" He drops his forehead to yours, breath ragged, "I thought- I would've been gentler, I would've-"

"N'just-" You gulp for air, body quaking, "just stay still. M'need to -hah- adjust"

He nods, pressing apologetic kisses all over your tear stained face while his massive length pulses inside your stretched out cunt. But even as he soothes you, that darker part of his mind is calculating.

If I keep her on my cock long enough... if I fuck her through it over and over... her body will learn. She'll mold to me. Only me. She won't be able to take anyone else after this...

Good.

And when your walls finally relax enough for him to move, rolling his hips in a slow, devastating grind that makes your eyes roll back... Caleb learns something else about himself that night...

He was never going to be satisfied with gentle.

you were settled on top of the proud onychinus leader, riding him sloppily as you chased your high. with your palms pressed against his broad chest, you kept bouncing up and down his cock-

practically melting when he let out low groans of your name with each push of your hips.

you felt your walls clench around him, surrounding his cock with your juices as you cried out to him-

your hips stilled as you basked in the sensation of his seed filling you to the brim as your cunt worked on milking him for all he was worth. you felt every twitch of his cock and the way he weakly thrusts upwards into you, ensuring he was completely emptied before you landed on him.

for several seconds, you remain in a comfortable silence. your cheek (damp with sweat), rests against his broad chest as you attempt to even out your breathing. just as your heart rate slows to a regular pace-

sylus begins to move.

the first sensation you felt was his soft cock slipping out of your heat, earning a soft moan of protest from you. feeling too weak to move, you didn’t even complain when sylus swaps positions with you. placing your naked form against the bed, he flashes you a mischievous grin before settling himself between your legs.

“w-what are you doing?” the heat of his breath felt against your sensitive cunt causes a wave of heat down your spine. when he doesn’t answer you, you were about to ask again-

only to feel your words dies against your throat when he engulfs your aching sex with his mouth, tongue already exploring your channel as he worked on cleaning the evidence of your respective releases away.

your eyes roll to the back of your head as sylus devours you, losing all of your senses as he kept sucking-

feeling as though he were ready to devour the entirety of your soul as you became weak to his growing hunger.

you gasp when zayne kept pumping himself into you-

keeping your body pressed against the bed as he worked on chasing his high while constantly building up your pleasure. the tightness in your abdomen was close to snapping, and when you arched your back in response to the way zayne slightly tilted his hips-

you allowed your release to crash down on you-

consuming you in the sweetest of ways as you clenched around zayne, feeling him shoot his essence within your heat before inevitably collapsing above you.

your heart does this weird flutter within your chest, seeing how zayne looked utterly wrecked due to what had just transpired. his usually calm and composed demeanor was nowhere to be seen-

from the way his hair became mussed due to how your hands kept constantly running through them,

to how his lips were slighted parted as a prominent blush dyes his usually refined cheekbones-

you were utterly enamored with him.

after a few minutes had passed, he groans, kissing at your lips while pulling out of you at the same time. zayne’s expression was apologetic for a few seconds before he spreads your legs, settling himself between them without another word.

you sit up in bed, picking yourself up with the help of your elbows. you were about to question him when zayne suddenly surges forward, covering the entirety of your entrance with his hot mouth. losing all train of thought, you lost momentum and fall back into the mattress-

mind going hazy when his tongue pushes deeper into your channel, licking away all of the evidence of your respective arousals with a groan. you felt each little sound he made vibrating through you, making you cry out as you bite down on your fist to get some semblance of control.

yet when you felt zayne’s tongue curling around on your swollen clit, you knew all of your inhibitions had left you as you came into his hot and eager mouth-

knowing that this was far from over when you felt him smiling against your core.

you were on your hands and knees when xavier mounted you-

feeling every breathtaking inch of him in this new angle as he manages to reach even deeper inside of you-

making you feel him in parts that you didn’t even know existed.

as your hands clawed at the sheets, you felt xavier’s heavy weight settled on top of your back. he braces himself over you, sliding his cock in and out of your core at a rapid pace while chasing his high.

with your climax quickly approaching, you cling to the comforter with your hands, letting out a loud moan of his name as your walls clenched around his cock, pulling him deeper into your heat as your juices were felt running down your inner thighs. xavier reaches his completion just mere seconds later, biting down on the back of your shoulder before removing his limp cock from your dripping sex.

believing he was satisfied, you were ready to lay down and rest-

only to have xavier’s hand stop you as he calls out your name.

“not yet, starlight. you need to be cleaned.”

his gentle words masks the sinfulness of his actions as you felt him behind you, pressing his lips against your cunt as he licks away all of your juices mixed in with his seed. you feel your skin heating up in response to his actions, making your knees tremble as you tried to stay in an upright position.

as if sensing your struggles, your philos prince grips you by the hips, keeping you steady with both hands just as his tongue slips into your tight channel. you were trembling now, knowing that his actions would cause you to climax again as you fought against such a hedonistic sensation-

only to realize that the battle had already been lost the moment xavier began flicking his tongue over your swollen clit as you felt the familiar tightness in your abdomen snap all over again.

rafayel lay behind you in bed, watching with an avid adoration at your backside. you were bouncing yourself above him, bracing yourself on top of his knees as both of your moans echoed throughout the room.

you hear the lemurian’s soft whisper of your name, tone filled with such worship that you had to slow down your movements just to look back and kiss him. with your lips locked with his, rafayel continues to move for you-

his upward thrusts meeting with your hips each time as he draws out your release with ease. as if responding to your silent desires, he grips at your hips one last time with a sharp angled thrust that causes you to see stars just moments later.

you felt your climax hitting you in waves, your legs tightened around him, making rafayel feel every inch of your cunt clenching him oh so sweetly in response. letting out a gasp of your name, rafayel hides his face within the curve of your neck, filling your silky walls with his seed.

by the end of your intimacy, you had been turned into mush. you fall against his slightly damp chest, ready to sleep when he suddenly spreads your legs, dipping his fingers into your heat as he draws out the evidence of your completion.

you moan at the sensation, eyes going hazy when he removes his slender fingertips. rafayel looks at how wet his fingers had become, cloudy with his seed yet still retaining the shininess of your honeyed arousal. without missing a beat, he leans in and licks away at the evidence of your respective climaxes-

causing your whole body to became engulfed in flames at the mere sight.

“mmmm… so good.” rafayel’s eyes had turned into deep onyx when he lays you back in bed, “why don’t you just sit back and let me get a real taste of you… since i have no intention of stopping, princess.”

caleb had your back pressed to his chest with your legs held open by his hands alone. he kept whispering filthy things within your ear all while slotting his cock in and out of your heat like he owned it-

(he did, but you wouldn’t willingly admit such a thing to him.)

he had taken you while just waking up in the morning, too stubborn to simply ignore his morning wood as he used you as a means to alleviate his symptoms. you had lost count of how many rounds he had given you (or the times you had came so quickly), yet you felt like he was nearing the end of his passions.

the telltale signs were there-

the way his cock grew a bit bigger,

how his thick girth kept brushing against your swollen bundle of nerves, (still so eager to tease even when he already has you)-

and how his breathing became more uneven and labored before stilling his hips completely inside of you.

you felt him before you could hear his deep grunts, feeling thick ropes of his cum painting your walls white as your overly sensitive cunt gave him one last clench. your juices mixed with the thickness of his seed, and you were grateful that your colonel was finally satisfied.

at least, that’s what you had hoped for.

caleb slides of your heat with a low groan before lying you back down. “tired already? that’s no good, babe…”

he trails off before spreading your legs wider for him, “look… i can’t leave this pretty flower in such a messy state. i gotta clean her up.”

without any further warnings, you gasp when you felt caleb surging forward, engulfing the entirety of your cunt as his tongue works on devouring the evidence of your respective release. you felt every push and twist of his tongue in your tight channel, making you cry out to him when your hands automatically delve themselves into his messy hair.

caleb’s groans of satisfactions vibrates through you as you clench your legs around his face-

perhaps you were becoming just as addicted as he was as you found yourself matching with caleb’s insatiable thirst.

end notes: woke up from a wet dream lowkey and had to immortalize it in an unedited daydream 🙂‍↕️

Chapter 1:

Xie Lian with Butterfly Weeds and E-ming by @rosietearz

Chapter 2:

Xie Lian and Hua Cheng's first meeting by @rosietearz

+Version without the water effect by @rosietearz

Chapter 4:

Xie Lian with Pink Carnations by @demonicaldamage

Chapter 7:

Xie Lian with Their Flowers(tm) by @juicedpeachy

Hua Cheng and Paper Flowers by @soliohua

Chapter 8:

Reimagine of the Prison Break by Gocty (IG)

Xie Lian rescued from Heaven by @soliohua

Cuddly Morning HuaLian by @anxietyismyjam

Chapter 10: