#ask kink

Oh I’m doing just fine thank’s for asking~ I’m just here making sure-

NO TERF ACTIVITY OR ANY DISCRIMINATION AGAINST THE PRIDE COMMUNITY IS COMMITTED IN MY FIELD OF SIGHT!

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | Fuck Yes | Oh god you don’t even know

Buddy yes. Please!!!!

For once you were grateful that Jack's hands were on you. At this point, they were the only things that were holding you up. Well, that and fear of his punishment if you disobeyed him yet again.

He didn't consider this a punishment though. No, this was a treat for him. To watch you squirm above him while he grabbed your hips, pulling you down so you could grind against his mouth more as he bit as sucked on your abused labia. If you tried to pull away, he was quick to deliver a harsh bit to your clit and a sharp slap on your ass.

Your knuckles were white with the grip you kept on the headboard. Anytime another orgasm ripped through you, you were sure the wood was finally going to splinter and break.

"That's it, baby doll," Jack breathed out as he slipped two fingers back into your sopping cunt, curling them inside you and rubbing against your sweet spot. "You can do a few more for me, can't you?"

You shakily nodded as you felt the all too familiar heat building back up, "Y-yes, Jack."

"That's what I thought," he hummed against your slit as his fingers began to move faster, "I bet a slut like you is used to this. Aren't you?"

You bit your bottom lip as your hips began to move on their own, bucking down onto his fingers, "Yes."

"Then tell me, who's slut are you tonight?" he said before wrapping his lips against your sensitive nub and sucking hard while his tongue swirled around the tip.

You screamed his name as you came again for the umpteenth time, your fingers dig into the wood to keep you up, as your wetness enveloped his fingers and face.

Jack greedily lapped up your leaking essence as you mumbled gibberish above him while your pussy twitched above his tongue from overstimulation.

"That's right. You're mine. So we're going to go again and again until you remember that you belong to me."

I don’t particularly have a blood kink myself, so followers are free to correct me if I’m wrong or off the mark a bit. 

From what I’ve come to know, a blood kink is very much what it sounds like, a kink for blood! I’ve seen a variety in its use, but it’s commonly associated with things like knifeplay, and can at times involve injury or cutting (but not typically self-harm in that sense). 

I have also definitely seen it in the realms of vampires and similar beings, as they have a lot of a direct relationship with blood, and are the easiest way to include a blood kink into something where someone may not otherwise have a kink for knifeplay or injuries (for example, the biting/sucking of blood with a vampire could be the the kink at work, but it could easily muddle into others at the same time).

100/10

Just the feeling of a hand around my throat and choking whilst telling me how hard you're going to fuck me and how long for.

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | Fuck Yes | Oh god you don’t even know

I don’t see a spot for DUBCON/NONCON IS WHAT DREAMS ARE MADE OF, but that’s how I feel. 

“Please stop, I don’t want this,” you keep repeating as you feel Jack’s cock easily sliding into you.

He groans as your walls flutter against his cock, “You keep saying that you don’t want this. But your body is showing me what a slut you are.”

Jack sets his pace fast and rough as he gives you butterfly kisses over your face cheeks and jaw, stopping to nibble on your ear. You let out a small moan, and you feel your body betray you as your hips begin to move in tandem with his thrusts.

“That’s it, baby girl. Just let go. Daddy’s got you,” Jack says breathily in your ear.

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | Fuck Yes | Oh god you don’t even know 

McCree found it funny how your body refused to come unless his mouth was on your breasts. He’d torture you for hours and bind your hands so you couldn’t cum unless he touched you.

He loved the sound of you begging each time you came close to your end, only for him to deny you when he'd pull away from suckling with a small pop each time. 

"God, my name sounds so good coming from those lovely lips of yours darlin," he'd tease as he drives himself deeper into you, his thumb and index finger rubbing your abused nipples between them while his other hand worked on your clit.

"How about you tell me who you love the most," he says as he gives your nipple a small pinch.

You yelp and cry out his name as you writhe underneath him, "Please, Jesse. I'm almost there. I love you so much. Please..."