#soft!bunny!reader

18+ mdni.

AN IMPOSSIBLE REQUEST.💕🩰 (SOFT!BUNNY!READER x SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY) ♡ part two ♡

you're on top of him, softly whimpering and whining, little breaths and pants escaping you. the pressure of him inside your tight pussy is almost too much to bear, yet when he offers to give you a break, you look at him as if he just said the most horrible, sinful thing he could ever say, so he stopped offering.

there's something extra whiny about you today, though. it's like you're crying silently for something you won't voice. you're hugging him, body fully on top of his as you grind at him and bounce on him slowly.

he knows all of your tells - those little signs that you're close and so he knows that every time you're about to cum, suddenly, it goes away.

it's absolutely ripping his ego to shreds. 'what is it? what's wrong, love?' he tries to ask gently, though inside he's fuming. have you been cheating on him? is he not good enough for you anymore? has he finally done something to give you the ick?

you sit up, eyes full of tears, and his heart feels strangled at the sight of your brokenness. his porcelain doll is cracking right before him. 'i just want to see your face, si,' you sob, touching his mask. 'you demand to see every part of me, and you won't even let me see your face!'

it's not a stranger asking. it's the girl whom he's been loyal to for nearly three years. 'haven't i shown you i'm worthy?' you croak, voice practically a whisper.

honestly? he planned on never showing you his face and even now, he doesn't know if he wants to.

three years, and he's still hiding when he's seen every hole, every emotion, and every deepest desire that belongs to you because he demanded it?

not in the mood anymore, you climb off him, tears no longer falling down your heart-shaped face.

18+ mdni.

AN IMPOSSIBLE REQUEST PART TWO 💕🩰 part one ♡ part three

you’re waddling to your room, feeling like you just rode a freaking horse, the pressure of him being inside of you still lingering.

he doesn't waste a second not chasing you. he's so scared of what you'll think of him, but he's even more scared of not doing everything he can to keep you as his forever.

you're grabbing your stuffie, feeling so vulnerable, slipping on a mini pink lace babydoll lingerie set, and crawling into bed.

he's looking at you with the most broken gaze you've ever seen, and all you want to do is hug him and kiss him better.

he swallows, mouth suddenly so dry, voice more grave than it’s ever been. 'i'm scared to lose you, love,' he offers, stepping closer to you. you sit up, stunned by what's occuring right now.

you’re watching as his trembling hand is reaching for the mask, your eyes widening and jaw softly dropping. he’s tugging it off, horrified, looking down, expecting you to run out of the room after becoming appalled by the sight of him.

instead, he hears you giggle, and then he feels arms wrapping around his neck and hears you gasping as you touch the scars on his softly marred face and the dark circles beneath his eyes. 'oh my gosh, si! you're even sexier without the mask!’ you gush.

he smiles so big, almost feeling shy as you drown his face in kisses, hugging his head. telling him how much you love him.

a promise ring. 🩰🧁🍓 (SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY x soft!bunny!reader) ♡ part two ♡

she met simon at church while she was volunteering, as she always does. the neighborhood had been riddled with so much crime that the military was called to get involved and guard the streets. standing outside, mask on, weapon in his hand, she was absolutely frightened. her first instinct was to offer him a leftover cupcake with a trembling hand and too-big smile. 

he found her adorable. ‘is that for me, love?’

she nodded, blushing, beaming. 

he took it and she watched him eat it, giggling all softly. ‘yummy?’ she asked, praying he liked it.

‘delicious,’ he affirmed. he can't remember the last time he ate something sweet. he's not even sure he likes desserts, but he wasn't about to break her heart by being honest, which is very new to him.

it became a routine. after her shift was over, she'd bring him a leftover snack of what she helped make that day. which led to them talking more and spending more time together on those church steps. it also had his mind turning to her and her cupcakes and her heart-shaped face and her dimples and her soft voice as he stroked himself past midnight, cumming so easily as he whimpered alone in his bedroom. which is how he really knew he was done for.

he started bringing her flowers and holding her hand and playing with her hair, and then that led to kissing and hugging and her taking his hand and bringing him home, where she nervously confessed that she's a virgin and has been saving herself for someone special. it all became so real to him, and he held her close and kissed her head and told her how beautiful she is.

which is how they got here - her legs thrown over his, sitting on her plushy pink sofa, hugging his big, juicy bicep like it's a stuffie as they watch some too-violent movie he’s been wanting to see. she keeps hiding in his arm when it gets too gory and slowly peeking out to make sure it’s safe again. he pulls out a ring, beautiful and silver, a flower etched into it with their initials. ''want you to know how much you mean to me, love. i promise to take care of you always.'

eyes welling with tears, she gasps, 'for me, si?'

he nods, smiling. ''for you.'

’oh my goodness…’ she takes it and puts it on her finger, giggling. 'it's perfect, si, thank you!' she gushes, climbing onto his body and giving him kisses. she traces the scars on his sexy face. traces his bottom lip. she considers asking him to make love to her right now, but she's too scared. she watches him get hit on constantly and she knows that he’s most definitely not a virgin.

he wraps her in his arms. hand caressing her head and she melts onto him, eyes closing, their heartbeats communicating with each other.

he's certain he's never felt more safe or more fulfilled than he does right now.

she’s spiraling wondering how she’s supposed to get naked for him and give him the worst sex of his life.

18+ mdni.

when vampire!bunny smells blood...💘🩰🧁 (SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY x soft!bunny!reader)

she's sniffing....

looking around...

what smells like delicious heme?....

what is so....darkly sweet?...like cinnamon covered flesh?....

nose wrinkling, she's walking through the apartment, the trail getting stronger and stronger.

she peeks through the crack in the half-closed bathroom door to find her boyfriend nursing his wounds. blood-coated shirt tossed on the ground in a ball, he's putting peroxide on the gashes that coat his neck and torso.

she blinks tears down her cheeks. swallowing down her hedonistic, feral hunger. allowing her love for him to be a choice of selflessness. 'you got hurt at work today, baby?' she asks, absolutely torn.

he looks at his vampire girlfriend, her eyes all crimson, and nods. 'i didn't want you to see...didn't want to worry you or make you hungry...i know it's hard for you to contain your urges.'

she's wrapping her arms around his arm, and he's smirking. 'you've really improved, bun. your fangs aren't digging into my flesh.'

she's looking up at him, tears flowing, fangs out. 'you're hurt.'

he coos at her softly. brushing tears off her cheeks. kissing her mouth, her nose, her face. 'i'm alright, love.'

totally impressed by her love for him, he decides to give her a little treat. 'maybe i just don't smell good to you anymore. maybe my blood has gone sour. or maybe you're just not as attracted to me anymore, hm? that happens after you've been with som-

'you smell delicious! i wanna eat you so bad!'

he growls, eyes like a vulture's on hers. 'have a taste then, love,' he husks.

he scoops her up onto the sink, and she's licking the unattended wound on his throat, arms around his neck. she moans softly, looking at him all pouty. 'you taste better than that cat i ate yesterday, si!"

he's learned to truly enjoy it. being wanted like this makes him feral.

he's grabbing her hips and grinding his hardening cock at the warm flesh between her thighs. she humps him back, sucking on his blood. 'm'gonna cum!'

he chuckles softly. 'already?' he hums.

WHEN BUNNY WANTS TO RECREATE A DREAM SHE HAD... 💦(SOFT!BUNNY!READER x BIKER!GHOST)

your hear his bike coming down the block and you're running to the garage, the most happy smile on your face, stripping off your clothes on the way. top in the hallway...pants in the kitchen...panties right before the garage door....

'ghost! you're home!' you squeal. he can't hear you, but he can see you ready to throw yourself at him. his eyes widening at the sight of your nude body.

he's about to take off the helmet, but you're rushing to him. 'no, baby, keep it on!'

'bunny-

he's quickly closing the garage door, so the neighbors don't get any view of his precious girl.

you're clinging to his neck. 'please fuck me with your helmet on, ghost! please!'

how could he say no?

he growls. eyes darkening.

you make him harder than he's ever been. he's never been much of a really sexual person. it usually makes him fearful or just turned off or like he doesn't want it. he definitely had asexual tendencies until he met you.

blood rushing to his cock, you're stroking him over his pants, wasting no time getting your cunt on him. 'dream of you all the time, ghost. I love you so much,' you whine.

he's picking you up. 'bloody love you, bunny girl.' you're like a true gift. and he never liked those either.

he's freeing himself from his jeans, cock nudging at your slit, and your eyes are already rolling behind your head. toes curling and thighs squeezing him as you grab his length and help work him inside. he's growling. tortured little breaths leaving his throat. neck flushed with desire. you're grabbing his strong arms, the veins so juicy beneath your grip.

the real him is somehow better than dream him. 'choke me, too, ghost, please!'

your little pussy is making the biggest mess and he's obsessed with the way your slick sounds and looks as he pulls out gently to thrust back in. 'bunny, fuck-

'choke me!'

'I don't want to hurt you, love...'

'just a little..' you beg, peeking at him, lip between your teeth.

he wraps a hand around your throat, resting the weight of it on your chest. it's exactly what you're looking for. 'ghost,' you sob. hands tugging at his black t-shirt, trying your best to meet his thrusts.

when simon tries to self-sabotage 💕🩰🧁 (SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY x soft!bunny!reader)

walking home from work, you see a little shop full of dried flowers, fresh flowers, and such beautiful bouquets. you grab a white rose, thinking of your boyfriend and the white details of his clothes, buying it for him. holding it dearly against your chest and racing home to him.

bursting through the door, all giggles, you feel as though someone just punched you in the gut. with his back to you, he's shoving his things into a bag. 'hey! where are you going?!' you ask.

'leaving.'

'what do you mean you're leaving?' it feels different this time and the tears in your eyes are already beginning to fall. 'simon.' you're walking over to him, tugging his arm, trying to get him to look at you. 'simon, look at me!'

he whips around aggressively, angrily, sneering. 'don't touch me!'

your heart is aching. 'what did i do?' you wail. 'just tell me what i did, and i'll fix it, si, i promise!'

the vision of him is blurry with your sadness. your tears soaking the ground.

he feels guilty. looking at you. steadying his emotions. 'you're too good for me, bunny,' he croaks.

'am not! we're soulmates! i know it!' you offer him the rose, sobbing, unable to let him just leave you. you have given him your soul and you won't survive the ghost of his love.

he melts a little bit, taking it from you. you're reaching into your pocket to hand him a little ghost figurine you found. 'i like you so much!' you're pouting so hard, giving yourself a headache with the way you are crying. you're digging into his bag. taking out his stuff. 'you can't leave me.'

he's holding the little ghost and the flower, feeling like he wants to smile. of course he loves you. of course he likes you. but his brain is telling him to free you from him and get the fuck out. it's all about you. his love for you so strong, he just wants the best for you, and he doesn't feel good enough to have you.

he's looking at you, watching how you just literally took everything out of his bag. he's biting back a smile.

you sniffle, clinging to his leg, exhausted. 'you must stay,' you offer softly.

'yeah?' he asks, voice cracking. 'gonna hold me hostage, love?'

accessories are for everyone 🩰💕 (BUTCHER!TOJI x SOFT!BUNNY!READER)

you're sitting at your vanity, running your brush through your hair, bows and clips splayed out before you, thinking of how you want to do your hair for your date.

your boyfriend comes up behind you, pressing a kiss to your cheek, strong hand resting on your shoulder. his pretty girl. he finds it hard to be distant from you ever since you flung yourself at him and got him wrapped around your finger. 'wear that pink dress I like,' he tells you.

you're nodding, peeking at him through the mirror. eyes sparkling. you can't believe he's all yours. 'wear this,' you tell him, grabbing a pink bow and tucking it into his dark hair.

he scoffs. 'm'not wearing that.'

18+ mdni.

when ghost wants to start a family with vampire!bunny 🩰💘🍼 (SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY x soft!bunny!reader)

legs thrown over his shoulders, cock slick with his pre-cum and your arousal, you're practically cross-eyed as he strokes you so carefully yet needily. his big hand holding the back of your head in his safe embrace.

'gonna knock you up,' he husks. 'gonna give you a baby.'

usually, when he says things to you while he's stroking you silly, you agree and nod dumbly without even registering what the heck he just said. however...this time...you're scurrying up the bed, looking at him with terror in your eyes. 'what?' you croak.

he's sitting back a little. looking at you. 'i said i was going to give you a baby....don't you want to have kids with me?...'

you're pouting, looking down at your hands, grabbing your stuffie from beneath your pillow. 'i did...'

'did?' he rasps, immediately thinking it's a him problem.

'what if i eat our baby?!' you wail. 'what if our baby comes out a vampire like me?!'

'you won't eat our baby, love. and it probably will come out a vampire.’ he's smiling. 'i'm okay with a little you.' he nuzzles his nose against yours. a little eskimo kiss.

you're blinking at him. kind of stunned he's so accepting about this all. '....you won't care if our baby is a vampire, si?'

'no! i think a baby vamp would be cute.’ he's smiling more. 'little fangs like yours.' he's pinching your cheek.