🌸Sodapopkiss6 Love and Deepspace kinktober list 2025🌸
✨️All works are Dom Reader x Sub LI only. The list will be updated daily with links to each post✨️
Day 1: Sylus - Knifeplay
Day 2: Zayne - Impact play
Day 3: Caleb - Pet play
Day 4: Xavier - Pegging
Day 5: Rafayel - Double penetration
Day 6: Sylus - Public Sex
Day 7: Zayne - Temperature play
Day 8: Caleb - Breeding
Day 9: Xavier - Orgasm denial
Day 10: Rafayel - Aphrodisiacs
Day 11: Sylus - Mpreg
Day 12: Zayne - Somnophilia
Day 13: Caleb - Gun play
Day 14: Xavier - Dacryphilia
Day 15: Rafayel - Brat taming
Day 16: Sylus - Manhandling
Day 17: Zayne - Sounding
Day 18: Caleb - Primal play
Day 19: Xavier - Object insertion
Day 20: Rafayel - Sensory play
Day 21: Sylus - Humiliation
Day 22: Zayne - Bondage
Day 23: Caleb - Omorashi
Day 24: Xavier - Praise
Day 25: Rafayel - Wax play
Day 26: Sylus - Overstimulation
Day 27: Zayne - Coming untouched
Day 28: Caleb - Dumbification
Day 29: Xavier - Mirror sex
Day 30: Rafayel - Voyeurism
Day 31: All LI - Omegaverse (Group sex)
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Priest Zayne and nun mc who grew up together, mc didn't want to separate from him so she decided to follow him, but she doesn't agree with the ways of the church. She meets demon sylus and they get along, eventually becoming friends. Mc talks about Zayne a lot and Sylus begins to have an interest in the Priest so he decides to visit him one night in his room. BUT when he appears he sees Zayne touching himself while looking at a picture of mc *GASP* and oooo Sylus is absolutely thrilled, giggling n kicking his feet type shit. Yall can imagine what happens then. But yeah basically Sylus corrupts him n then mc joins in too, idk i was thinking about corruption n this idea popped into my head LMAO it would also be fire if Sylus could shape shift to look like mc ngl
Summary: You could tell Zayne tasted sweeter than usual as you devoured his pussy like it was your last meal, and you wanted to find out what was causing him to taste so good.
Word Count: 993
Dividers by @pixopix and @diviniyae
"My love– t-that's enough– I can't–", Zayne let out a choked gasp as you sucked on his clit harder, your tongue swirling around the swollen bud before you lifted your mouth off to stare at the tip of your tongue flicking it side to side, mesmerized at the way it vibrated under the motion.
How did Zayne get himself in this predicament? Well, he honestly couldn't explain what even happened because it all happened in a blur.
One minute, he was walking through his house that he shared with you after a long grueling shift at the hospital, just wanting to be in your arms and cuddle with you until you both fell asleep, but it appeared like you had other ideas in mind as you desperately missed him and couldn't stop thinking about him.
Then in the next minute, he was lying flat on his back dressed in a maid outfit that was covered in light blue designs. The ruffled, mid thigh dress was pushed up to his chest, his pink nipples stiff as your mouth immediately dove between his legs to finally have a taste of him.
Your lips sucked, licked and slurped at his pussy as his slick wetted your face and the scent of him from throughout the day filled your senses and mind, making you instantly pussy drunk.
You moaned against him as you swiped your tongue up and down his drenched messy folds, your thumbs coming up and parting his pretty lips open so you could shove your tongue in deeper, gathering and tasting more of his wetness; a mix of his natural taste and something sweeter.
Zayne rolled his hips against your mouth as the feeling of your tongue probed and licked at the inside of his walls; his thighs, which were covered in sheer white stockings and had two little blue bows on them, clamped tight around your head before your hands came up to spread his legs again and held them up by the back of his thighs.
"Taste so sweet for me, Zaynie. What did you have to eat today?" You murmured against his glistening pussy lips as you pressed light kisses against the flesh before your tongue flicked out again to start swiping up and down his folds again; a groan like growl slipping out of you before you could stop it as you tasted his sugary sweet slick again.
"I–", Zayne started to speak, but the feeling of your mouth back on his pussy made his words catch in his throat for a second before he opened his mouth to start talking again.
"I-I had a few macaroons before I left this morning and got myself some more from my go-to bakery during my lunch break. I was suddenly–fuck, oh god–craving them. I didn't get to drink any water or get to shower before you decided to pounce on me."
You giggled as you pulled your mouth away again to place two fingers on his hard clit before you began to rub at the bud slowly, your thumb and index rolling his clit before rubbing at it again.
That explains it then.
With an approved hum, you took your fingers away from his clit before attaching your mouth back to the engorged nub, pushing two of your fingers into his soaked hole, and starting to crook and wave them in an upward motion in search of that spot, Zayne's loud gasp being your reward as you started to devour and finger his pussy with more fervor, eagerly wanting more of his taste.
"Ah! Ah–hah–Y/N! Fuck r-right there! I'm gonna– please!" Zayne whimpered, his back arching and his thighs beginning to shake as one of his hands tangled into your hair and pulling hard on the strands, making you let out a grunt from the sting on your scalp.
You doubled your efforts of your mouth and fingers, the sticky macaroni sound of his pussy getting sloppier and wetter signaled to you that he was right on the edge.
After a couple more seconds of your fingers massaging at his spot and your mouth sucking hard at his pulsating, puffy clit, it didn't take long for you to feel the hot gush of Zayne's squirt splatter against your face, the sheets and his inner thighs, your name falling from his bitten lips in a loud moan that echoed around the bedroom.
You slowed your ministrations to a stop, letting Zayne catch his breath as you pulled your mouth away and raised up on your knees from between his legs to hover your body over his, your fingers still deep inside as his wetness was rolling down your chin and neck in thick droplets and soaking your pajama shirt and lacy bra.
"Look at me, baby." Your voice was raspy and deep as you waited for Zayne to make eye contact with you. You smiled proudly as you watched his eyes flutter open to stare up at you, his pupils dilated so much that you could barely see the forest color of his irises.
Zayne felt the tips of his ears begin to burn as he saw how drenched your face looked and he parted his lips, getting ready to apologize for the mess, but you stopped him short as you leaned down to kiss him hungrily, the both of you letting out moans as your tongues met so you could share the taste of his release.
Your long fingers started to slowly move inside of him again as you pulled back from the kiss, a string of saliva still connecting your lips before breaking; your shared breaths mingling as you could feel the way his gummy, slick walls clenched from arousal and oversensitivity.
"I know you have more orgasms in you love, so let's see if I can drag them out." You whispered against his lips, your grin feral and coy as Zayne's eyes widened in alarm.
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Ok so imagine Sylus and you already very established in ur relationship (or even married) the two of u frequent a BDSM club/dungeon or even own one 👀 BUT u two start to date Zayne, his only experience has been w the two of u which has consisted of mostly vanilla sex. One day u two take him to the club/dungeon to show him around and see if he'd be interested, what u two don't expect is for him to instantly jump right into it. He's curious and full of repressed desires, it doesn't take long for him to become the perfect sub for u two. Now the three of u go together making use of everything, testing out new things as well (maybe Zayne suggests them too👀) but yea very very freaky idea I gyat earlier
CW: Spanking, blindfolds, punishments, (F)Dom Reader x (M)Sub Li, anal, anal toys, orgasm denial, men crying (yum), overstimulation, sub space
-Everything is consensual and pre negotiated-
After one too many visits to the dentist, you had to establish some rules in order for your husband to keep his real teeth. You limited the amount of sugar inside your home, applying the same rules for yourself. It was hard at first, he kept on trying to sneak sugar into whatever you baked, secretly buying sweet treats which you would catch him eating late at night.
After his consecutive rule breaking habits you decided to add in a punishment. One that maybe the two of you like too much to be called punishment. But regardless it has your desired effect, the frequency of his rendezvous lessening. However in moments like this where your days off don't coincide, he takes advantage.
He's been eyeing the container of brownies for a couple minutes now, he thinks of how well it'll pair with the whip cream and ice cream in the freezer. His mouth salivates, fighting down the urge to. He had already ate one yesterday and you had promised to share a brownie later today when you get back. With much reluctance he turns away to read a book in the living room.
Hours pass and his resistance falters, keeping an eye on the time he walks over to the kitchen to hastily prepare his dessert. The warm brownie melts in his mouth, the spoonful of ice cream that comes after blending to leave a thick sugary taste. Content, he empties the bowl and then makes sure to clean up any evidence. Once all is clear he moves back to sit at the couch as if nothing happened.
It's late in the evening when you come back, instantly crashing into his arms. He holds your back with one hand while the other closes his book, attention now shifting to you.
"How was your day?"
"Busy" you groan "and yours?"
"Not so much" he smiles "are you hungry? I can warm up dinner"
"It's okay I grabbed a bite with Tara earlier, buut" you stand up excited "I do want to have that brownie we were talking about earlier. It was so good, we have to try the cookies from that bakery next"
He feels a small sense of nervousness, surely you won't be able to tell, "Their conchas looked good too"
You hum in agreement "so did their cuernitos"
He sees you reach for a brownie, your eyebrows furrowing for a moment before continuing. He quietly sighs in relief, watching you walk back to him with your usual smile as you sit on his lap again. He forgets all about it, the two of you resuming your conversation.
As soon as he closes the bedroom door he feels the shift. He sees you sitting at the edge of the bed, a silk piece of cloth next to you. He swallows dryly, he knows he has been caught, but he doesn't understand how, he racks his brain for all the possibilities until he remembers your expression as you looked the container.
Oh
He hadn't expected for you to be counting the brownies but at the same time it makes sense in his mind, of course you would be keeping track, you know him far too well.
"So you're aware of what you've done wrong" your voice snaps him out of his thoughts.
"Well? you know what to do" your voice is more measured now, a stern expression replacing your oblivious smile from earlier.
He looks away as he begins to undress, he feels your heavy gaze on him which prompts him to undress faster until he stands bare to you. A small blush forming when your eyes wander down to his most intimate area.
His body moves as if on auto pilot, laying the top half of his body face down on the bed while his lower half sticks out for you. Delighted, you massage the soft skin, then grab the silk cloth to wrap around his eyes.
"Hm how many should we do" you think out loud, fingers trailing down his spine.
"There was originally twenty five brownies, and you ate how many?"
"...Two and a half" he whispers.
"Let's make it twenty seven then, I won't count the one from yesterday" you keep your touch feather like, awakening his sensitivity as you ease him to a relaxed state.
"Thank you mistress"
You hum and move your fingers down to gently massage the skin you'll soon strike. Giving it light pats and squeezes until the muscle becomes softer. After a couple of minutes you reach for the bottle of lube inside your bed side drawer, opening the cap to pour a small amount into his pink hole, then set it aside for later.
"Are you ready?"
He nods, breath shuddering when the first spank hits, you start off slow, taking your time to deliver the hits. You increase the force little by little, cupping and uncupping your hand which makes the spanks echo along with his choked words as he counts out loud.
When you reach to eight you pause, pouring more lube into him before pushing a finger in. You probe around then add another one in, making a scissoring motion to further open him. While doing that, you pinch and slap the side of his thigh making him whimper and twitch.
You pull out your fingers and continue to spank him, now hitting at different angles and areas. Eventually when you reach the inside of his thigh, close enough to his most sensitive spot, he moans loudly, hips raising and legs spreading on instinct.
You frown and forcefully push him back down, a chocked gasp escaping him.
"You're not supposed to enjoy this"
"I-I'm sorry" he whimpers.
"Are you though?" your fingers return to his opening "I bet you would do it again"
"No" he lies "I'll be good-nngh-I-I promise"
You shake your head in disbelief while laughing softly, he always says that yet again and again he finds himself in this predicament.
"We'll see"
You suddenly stand up and he feels the bed move, he tries to focus on the noise you make, confused about the sudden change. He hears you walk, then another drawer opening, then your approaching footsteps. The bed dips again, he wants to ask you what you grabbed, but he remains quiet, listening to you opening the cap of the lube again which only furthers his confusion.
Your fingers return, rather than stretching him you seem to aim deeper. It's only when he feels the first bead does he realizes what you have, his eyes widen behind the blindfold and he whimpers.
"N-no not that one-ah!" he moans as the rest of them go in, the round edges hitting his most sensitive spots.
He's familiar enough with that toy, a special one you only brought out when he was in big trouble.
You push the toy in and out slowly, the beads rubbing and touching his deepest areas. His hands grip the sheets, mouth parted as drool dribbles down the side of his cheek. Each thrust makes his body tremble, waves of cold pleasure overwhelming his senses until he's a whimpering wet mess. With one last thrust you push it all in, moving your hand away to check on him.
You reach for the blindfold to lift the bottom, just enough to lock eyes, you wait for any sort of negative reaction, when there is none you put it back in place.
"Nine more and you're done"
His skin is red and stinging, and the new addition inside of him moving as you deliver each spank, you draw them out, sometimes rubbing gently until he's relaxed enough to cry out in shock when your hand meets his skin roughly adding to the delicious burn.
The blindfold and bed sheets are wet from his fluids, he sniffles as more tears fall from his hidden eyes, the onslaught of pleasure pushing him closer to a familiar edge.
"All done"
He doesn't hear it at first, his mind racing and body tense. But when the silk covering his eyes gets removed he blinks confused. You stand up to clean, leaving him on the bed. He watches you put the lube away and then bring his night wear. When you start to slide up his boxers he speaks up.
"W-wait"
You look up at him with a raised eyebrow.
"I, I didn't get to...finish" his eyes are glossy, the edges red from crying.
"And?"
All of the sudden he feels guilt creep up, you're right, it doesn't matter if he came or not. This is punishment, it always had been, but you were always nice, letting him cum at the end of each session.
"Please?" new tears form, desperation evident in his tone which makes you sigh.
"Do you think you deserve it?"
He sniffles.
"No"
You nod and finish dressing him, he bites down a moan when the beads inside of him move as you pull him up to lay on the bed. You turn off the lights then cuddle him, gently kissing his face as his breathing evens out. It's a little hard for him to sleep, every time he shifts the beads do as well, keeping him hard and leaking. Eventually your soft touches and exhaustion makes him fall into a deep slumber.
The two of you completely forget about your shifts at work tomorrow.
Poor Zaynie didn't get to cum at least he'll take better care of his teeth now tho🥺
