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sylus would give you a cocky smirk the moment you pushed him completely down on your shared bed. he would lay languidly above the pillows, garnet eyes sparkling with a challenge in his gaze. do your worst, is what he seems to tell you, yet still, you refuse to relent. choosing to play dirty with him (since he always played dirty with you) you lift up the soft fabric of his sweater, already descending your lips upon his perky nipples while giving them an audible suck. the onychinus leader’s response was immediate, gasping for air while your hips slowly undulated itself against the hard wall of his muscular abs. the subtle hitch in his breathing would alert you to his impending arousal as you worked on chasing your high- with your swollen clit catching on to the ridges of his abdomen through the ruined sheer material of your lace panties.

zayne is more purposeful when it comes to foreplay with you. your clothes would be tossed aside as he plays your body like an instrument. he draws out every moan and breathy sigh with calloused hands that map out your body (keeping the hidden knowledge of each curve and dip of your form like a sacred script.) as you lay naked and trembling above him, he would settle your aching sex over the fabric of his shirt, allowing the subtle movement of your hips to move up his shirt, revealing the wall of muscle settled beneath you along with a happy that shares the same hue as his slicked back strands of hair. zayne senses the hesitation in your demeanor while letting out a sigh, gripping your hips while sliding your cunt back and forth on his abs. encouraged by his movements, you slowly braced yourself on top of his chest before moving on your own, your gasps echoing throughout the room as you worked on chasing your high.

xavier is the one who is the most eager to watch you riding his abs with an almost reverent expression. his true blue eyes would drink in your every movement as he lays back in bed for you. the philos prince would swallow thickly seeing the way your bare body remained hidden beneath a gossamer nightgown as you slowly straddled his waist. he feels the way your thighs clash together before slowly moving upwards, allowing your nakedness to finally meet with his heated walls of muscles. he bites down on his bottom lips, watching you through half-lidded eyes as you bounced and slid your heat over his form. and as the heavy scent of your honeyed arousal began clinging to his naked skin- he couldn’t stop the almost feral thought of never wishing your scent to leave him.

rafayel would immediately seduce you into riding his abs if you ever got mad at him. he’d give you an almost playful smile while giving you a come hither expression, beckoning you closer to him. and when you would try to refuse and fight back against his seductive smiles- you knew it was useless when he brings you to him anyways. his hands would skillfully slide off your panties (slightly smirking at seeing how wet the fabric felt) before planting you directly over his abs. the sudden hedonistic sensation of your cunt meeting his lithe body causes your back to arch, already forgetting the reason why you were mad at him to begin with as your body instinctively moved above him. with the lemurian quickly regaining his confidence, he lays back in bed while enjoying the show of you using him for your own pleasure.

caleb could feel his cock straining against the front of his sweatpants the moment you straddle yourself over his toned abs. an almost innocuous smile would paint your lips as you steady yourself on top of his shoulder. your movements were shy at first, almost hesitant as you tried to find the perfect pace to help with chasing your high. too focused on your own movements, you failed to notice the way your colonel’s eyes seemed to darken considerably before planting his large hands on your waist. letting out a grunt of your name, he slides your naked cunt over his taut muscles at an almost rapid pace, making you cry out to him as you nearly fell over him. he was smirking now, his expression almost becoming devilish as he leans in to whisper in your ear, i’ll let you have your fun, but the moment you’re satisfied is when it’ll be your turn to satisfy me… by devouring my dick with this greedy pussy that’s staining at my skin.

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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 🙂‍↕️

it starts off slow-

like gentle droplets of spring rain cascading down soft wildflower petals.

aang was the first to awaken, already feeling the gentle rays of sunlight before it even rose across the skies. he hears your steady breathing, could feel the rise and fall of your chest as you kept your back pressed against the front of his form.

feeling the familiar ache between his legs, the avatar slowly closes his eyes, bringing his lips closer to the back of your neck-

pressing featherlight kisses against your skin while moving your hair off to the side. as if responding to his kisses, you let out a soft moan, arching your back against him all while tilting your head slightly.

your dazed eyes meets with his gentle grey gaze, earning a smile from him before he leans in, pressing a sweet kiss against your parted lips.

no words needed to be spoken when aang slots his right hand against the front of your thighs, slowly spreading your legs as he touches at your most intimate flower. he feels the damp sweetness staining at his calloused hands, letting out a groan of your name before burying his face within the curve of your shoulder.

bunching up the fabric of your gown, he slowly spreads your legs, slotting the length of his aching cock between the softness of your thighs. he teases you with the hedonistic friction, rubbing the mushroom tip of his manhood against your swollen clit a few times before slowly sliding into your heat.

you let out soft mewls of his name, allowing aang to lift your legs to steady you-

basking in the way he rocks into you while pressing heated kisses down the curve of your neck.

you felt the sunlight hitting at the back of your eyelids, yet it wasn’t what had woken you up.

instead, you found yourself caught in a sweet dream. in it, katara was smiling down at you-

using her slender hands to trace at the curve of your breast before inevitably settling herself between your legs. the air was caught in your throat upon seeing her in such a seductive position.

she calls out your name, voice filled with a tranquil reverence she reserves only for you before descending downwards-

where you felt your body jolt in response the moment her full lips met with your aching cunt. gasps were heard coming from you, and you felt your consciousness break through the murky waters of sleep-

only to realize that this wasn’t a dream.

katara really had your body pressed down against the sheets, face buried within the fat of your thighs all while devouring you like you were her last meal. her tongue expertly weaves through your channel, collecting the sweetness of your arousal-

allowing your essence to stain each and every inch of her tongue as she drank up everything you had to offer.

the sensation of sokka slotting his morning wood between your legs was what really woke you up-

earning a low moan from you as you slowly clenched your thighs around his already throbbing erection. he groans out the syllables of your name, leaning forward to bite down on the shell of your ear.

you’re already awake? that’s good.

his voice, raspy from sleep, causes a trail of heat to travel down your spine. you felt your walls clenching around the underside of his cock each time he slots into you. sokka’s pace quickens, wrapping his arms around your waist in an almost bruising manner while harshly whispering in your ear-

you’ll let me… you know-

without even answering him, you slowly grip at his cock, adjusting yourself so that you were facing him before sliding the tip of his dick into your heat. you relish in the way your lover tosses his head back, managing to push him on his back as you were left bouncing up and down his dick-

and you knew that he wouldn’t have it any other way.

being intimate with toph when she was desperate for you meant that you wouldn’t be getting much sleep at all. so instead of spending the nights sleeping-

you made love with toph, allowing her to play your body like an instrument as she used a variety of toys on you.

like how right now, you were bouncing up and down a rather phallic object strapped to the front of toph’s hips. despite losing her sense of sight, you never once doubted how she could feel your body’s every reaction.

from your hitched breathing to the wanton moans that echoes throughout her chambers, you knew that she was smirking at you-

basking how she was able to make you so utterly ruined for her.

as if enjoying your heavy moans, toph suddenly thrusts her hips upwards-

driving the cock-like object even deeper into your core as you let out another loud mewl in response, forgetting all about your exhaustion as you worked on chasing your high.

when you awoke from your slumber, you were shocked to see zuko already awake. he looks down at you with a gentle gaze, feeling his large hands slowly framing at your face before leaning closer to you.

he kisses you, deepening it when he slowly slides his tongue across your bottom lip as you eagerly opened up to him. feeling his tongue tangling with yours makes your knees clench together as you felt a shot of desire coursing through your veins.

your husband lifts you up, bringing you on your knees as he quickly descends over your arched back. the firelord presses a kiss down your neck, slowly pressing the tip of his erection at your entrance from behind before sliding into your heat.

from this position, you felt the way his girth reached further into you, pressing against a particular spot that has you seeing stars. your moans echo throughout his room, all too desperate to feel zuko pounding into that specific spot repeatedly-

never once caring about how the maids and cooks could practically hear how your husband was taking you to pleasurable heights over and over again.

end notes: i wrote this under an hour, so it’s nothing special ;; im sorry for any errors, it’s getting too late for me to edit.