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The Heavenly Lotus tree (Gustavia superba or Gustavia augusta); native to Central and South America
i love when i can see the moon during the day. itâs like sheâs looking out for us even though she doesnât have to. sheâs so kind

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Yandere!Billionaire
Male Yandere x fem!reader ||
Being robbed isnât anything new for this reclusive billionaire. Heâs got systems in place to protect all his assets. Yet when he sees itâs you robbing him something has him hesitating and needing to know everything about you. Like how youâd look pained with his cum.
Yan Billionaire has hundreds of houses around the world but he guards them all obsessively like a Dragon protecting his hoard. So when you try and rob one of his holdings he immediately gets a notice sent to his phone.
Something about you has him pausing though, his thumb hovering over the alarm button. This was one of his smaller holdings, truly in the big picture it wouldnât mean anything to him. But the desperation in your movements as you make one mistake after the next baffles him and he realizes just how much you need it. Need himâŚ
He watches you through the cameras as you trip just about every damn alarm wire in his home. You donât even bother to cover your gorgeous face from view of any of his cameras and he has about a dozen perfect angles of you all over his house and taking his belongings by the end of the night.
It barely takes any effort to find out about you. He didnât even need to hire anyone. A simple reverse image search and all the information he could hope for floods his screen. In a matter of minutes he knows your name, your address, your socials, and everything else he possibly wished for. He couldnât seem to stop, wanting to know every little thing about his precious pauper.
Later that following night, after youâve snuck out of his home, he walks down the same halls you did not even twenty-four hours ago.
He can clearly see where things have been moved and others are straight up missing. A man like him never fails to see when anything is out of place. But the thought of you rummaging through his den, one of his homes, turns him on more than it seems to bother him.
The thought of you making your place within his space. Claiming itâ claiming him, in a way. It sets his soul aflame and a pleasure growl rumbles and builds in his chest.
He canât stop himself from looking at the footage of you for the millionth time that day. Looking over your beautiful face. And with it up on the big screens of his security room he just couldnât control himself anymore.
Never glancing away from your face he pulls down his slacks, groaning at the way his cock slips out of its confines and smacks against his stomach. Blindly his hand finds his hard pulsing length, hissing as he watches you shimmy your way in from the vents. Gods, your luscious frame barely fit as you struggled to make your way through.
Since you didnât even think to wear a mask, he got a full frontal of the shock and awe on your face as you first glance around, your jaw dropping. A low moan leaves him as he pumps his cock harder, imagining the way heâd use your pretty little mouth to help lubricate his cock before sliding it into your plush silken walls.
He imagines getting lost in the heat of your cunt as you get lost in his home. Heâd drive himself into your depths, searching for every little spot that makes you scream just as youâre searching for everything of value in his home. Youâre the most valuable thing heâs ever seen and he wants to show you that. Needs to. No matter the cost.
His every action is a blur, hand flying up and down his shaft. The pleasure in his body bursts and tingles the more you take. He would be such a good man to you. Look at all he can provide for you.
And heâd do so much more if you let him. Heâd show you a bliss youâve never known before. Give you a security that will last so much longer than what you can manage with everything youâve stolen. He only needs one more chance to catch you.
The second you enter his bedroom, sticking your hands in his drawers for any jewelry heâs coming hard with a loud cry of your name. Ever since heâs learned it heâs cum to it more than once. Thick sticky ropes of his release spray all over the screens in front of him just as the footage cuts to an image of your greedy face.
A dark thrill runs through him at the sight and imagining him doing that to you in person has him hardening back up, ready to find you and give you everything he has to offer.
He only lasts about a few days without seeing you adorably try and sneak around to rob him. Originally he thought youâd come back. Steal some more. But when you didnât he had to get creative.
So he ends up getting one of his guys to hack into your computer, sending you clear signs of the person you robbed and who they truly were. Waiting for you to find out about all his other homes just within your city alone.
He waits on the edge of his seat, like a predator stalking its perfect little prey, and hoping youâll take the bait. If only to see him and all he owns again⌠you have to, you have to want this as badly as he does. Or he doesnât know what heâll do.
Pirate Werewolf King was like any other Pirate out on the high seas. Chasing treasure and riding the winds of the sea if it decided to bless him with them. The members of his crew, his pack, were the only people who he really cared about. Usually that was the end it for a Pirate.
Except he had this one little thing that happened to him every month⌠it was no biggie⌠but every month heâd become consumed with a feral need for bloodshed. He had lost more than his fair share of crews because of it and it had gained him a status of infamy among his fellow Pirates. Sure, heâd be remembered in the history books as a cutthroat Captain and King of the Pirates but that wasnât what he wanted to be known for.
Thatâs where you come in. And another reason why he may be a little different from other Pirates. While most Pirates travel vastly throughout the seas, making love to men, women, and generally anyone they could get their hands on before ditching them as soon as the sun came up, all he had was you.
He claimed his territory on the seas and when that time of the month came heâd sail to shore and claim your territory. You calmed the lust for bloodshed that rose within him during the full moon and replaced it with a pure lust for you and only you. He didnât know what it was about you all he knew was that he needed you.
Looking up at the moon now he cock stirs to life at merely the thought of coming back home to you. The sea shouldâve always been his home yet when you came into his life it seemed like everything had changed. No matter how much he doesnât want to admit it.
âIs it about that time, Captain?â His first mate asked, having walked up to him from behind.
âThe full moon is upon us soon indeedâŚâ
âSheâll be waiting for you,â he said cheekily and nudged his Captain.
A deep rumble made its way through his chest in response. Liking that idea far too much. Pirate Werewolf King scoffed as if that would be able to hide his reaction. His first mate just gave him a look that told him he could see right through him.
âPrepare to head for shore,â he snapped before he turned around and stormed into his quarters.
Despite the weakness he refused to show his crew he couldnât contain his excitement the closer the full moon got. It only made things worse when they finally docked and he saw you standing as close as you could get, the wind blowing through your hair, your eyes lit up in joy, and the sun glowing behind you in a way that made you appear heavenly.
Pirate Werewolf King stalked off of his ship and immediately scooped you up right into his arms. You didnât even get to utter a word before he captured your mouth in a fierce kiss, his fangs nipped at your lips, dragged your mouth open, and drove his tongue into your warmth. His need could not be contained and he wanted you to know.
âTell me I do not have to walk long or I may just snap and take you on the street. Let everyone know what a slut you are because youâd let me, wouldnât you?â He growled into your mouth, the words slurred as he just couldnât stop kissing you.
âY-yes! Can take me anywhereâ anywhere you want. Though the inn across the street isnât too far for you I donât think,â you replied cheekily. It was one of the things he loved about you even as he snarled in response.
Pirate Werewolf King moved on autopilot toward the inn with the sole thought vibrating through his head to sink deep inside of you. The moon was already getting to him, that had to be it. He followed your directions on instinct and when he saw the room, all the furniture that decorated it, he knew itâd be destroyed by morning.
Without an ounce of hesitation he threw you onto the mattress, your plush frame bouncing against its softness as the springs creaked and groaned. Another thing thatâd be broken through by the end of the night.
He threw his sword and gun on the table as he shucked off his clothes, not even thinking about how he revealed his tail that gave away his excitement as it wagged. Who cares. It was already obvious how badly heâs needed this.
You werenât any better yourself, already eye fucking him from where you laid on the bed. Your gaze made him feel powerful⌠and horny as hell, he had to admit. As soon as he got onto the bed he wasted no time as he used his claws to shred your clothes into a tiny million pieces. After all it revealed your glorious body to him. Just as he remembered. No, it was better.
Having gone so long without it, now having seen it again, it was like heâs finally able to breathe. Still, his body ached. So close to getting everything heâs craved for days, weeks, since the minute he left your room last month.
âAt least I have the excuse of the full moon. Whatâs your excuse for looking so eager for my cock?â He purred against your lips as he hovered over you.
His eyes never left yours but his sharp claws had wrapped around his thick girth and was currently dragging it through your sopping folds, splitting them apart and running it along your slit. He gathered up your arousal and spread it up and down his length. A long groan left him as he realized how fucking wet you really are for him.
âI donât have one. I just want you,â you admitted shamelessly as whimpers left your throat at how he teased you.
Your teeth sunk into your lip as his cockhead teased and flicked at your sensitive clit, body already rocking into it. For a second he froze as your words registered to him. But when they did it was like something snapped himself of him. He pounced on you like it was already the height of the full moon and his bloodlust had returned. But no, he just needed you and he needed you now.
With a sharp snap of his hips he buried himself in to the hilt. Your screams pierced the air and he swallowed them up greedily, taking your tongue into his mouth and he sucking on it hard, working his cock impossibly deeper in your tight core. Another growl rolled through him, this time one of pleasure as he started to fuck into you.
Any other time heâd start slow, let you adjust, but it seemed like neither of you could wait to get to what made your nights together so explosive. So he picked up his pace, claws gathering into your thick thighs in his hands and sinking into your soft flesh. The desire to mark you already too strong to resist.
Usually heâd hold back because he knew how easily he could stumble from marking you with his claws to marking you with his teeth. That was something neither of you would be able to come back from. So heâd resist. But this time it was happening before he could situate what was up from down.
With his hold on you he started slamming you up and down his shaft, molding your walls to the shape of him with every pounding of his hips. Reminding you of what exactly made you his. The loud claps of wet bodies smacking together echo throughout the room and it grew messier by the second as waves of arousal poured out of you.
Already he could tell you were getting close. Your belly quivered as he swiveled his cock inside you and made sure to hit all those sweet spots that were burned into his brain. And when you fell off that cliff and into the sea of release you werenât surprised when he just kept going. Fucking you through one orgasm and straight into the next.
In fact, he didnât stop for hours. Never coming himself but pulling countless out of your wrecked form. He stayed true to his internal promise and took you on every piece of furniture in the room. First, he bent you over the dresser, forced you to watch how good he made you feel before he plopped you down on top of it and plowed his way straight into your womb. Not only the dresser but the mirror wound up broken and he was too crazed to care about any superstition of bad luck.
Next he took you against the wall, holding up your body with ease as he drove deep inside you with every thrust. As much as you tried to meet them his pace had you pinned against the wall and helpless against the pleasure he was determined to give you.
After he brought you onto the chair and made you ride him. Left you to exhaust yourself and when you could no longer move, left a pile of bones and mush against his chest he held you up and jackhammered his cock into your weeping pussy till it squirted all over his lap and stained the floor with evidence of what he alone could do to you.
When he returned you two to the bed he had come back with two missions. One: to break the bed. Two: to do something he hadnât realized heâd been planning to do since he docked.
Knot you. Claim you. Make you his once and for all. Going past that point of no return.
Without you even noticing he slipped his hand between your glistening bodies. You were far too caught up in the bursts of pleasure ricocheting through your molten hot cunt from the feral nature of the way he fucked you into a whole other dimension. His sly touches went entirely unnoticed till he twisted your now swollen clit between two delicate claws.
You couldnât help but yelp, body bucking into the sensation but also away from it. So many sensations rolled through you, one quickly taking over another that you couldnât keep up. Just when you thought that was the end of it, no more surprises left, he continued to move down, teasing at your entrance with two thick fingers.
âW-what are youâ oh fuck thatâs the spotâwhat are you doing?â You asked breathlessly, a healthy mix of excitement, fear, and anticipation swirled in your gut.
Pirate Werewolf King flashed you a wicked smirk that was sure to chill even his fiercest enemies to the bone. Instead of responding with words he simply stuffed his fingers into your already overflowing cunt, rubbing along your walls and stretching you out further than you ever thought possible.
White dots flashed across your vision and for a second you swore you were about to pass out. Throat already raw from the noises that had been spilling out of you, you released a ragged wail, the breath inside you unable to be contained because he was the only thing that could fit inside you anymore.
âGotta make sure my knot fits nice and snug, donât I? Wouldnât wanna hurt my mate as I finally claim her,â he stated factually, as if this wasnât the huge reveal it was.
Youâre left gaping at him but one perfectly timed pump of his digits and length had your eyes rolling back in your head. Accepting the fate you had wanted from the start with ease. Seeing your submission only spurned him on further. He bared his fangs at you and really started fucking into your sweet cunt like a man who had truly lost his mind.
Maybe he had. He hadnât thought any of this through. He wouldnât leave the sea and he wouldnât leave you. Heâd steal you away if he had to. Because from now on youâll never be apart.
Pirate Werewolf Kingâs knot swelled at the idea and with that final jerk of his hips he fucked his knot inside of you, instantly bringing you both over the edge. At the same down he swooped down and pierced your skin with his fangs, breaking skin and marking you as his mate. Both of you moaned as your climaxes shook you from head to toe.
Like the good mate he is he works you both through it until the overstimulation really became too much this time. He didnât ease off completely but rolled you around so you were left splayed across his chest. Completely fucked out and still twitching. He smoothed out the tremors along your sides as he caressed you and cared for you as a mate should.
The reality of what he had done had dawned on him but he didnât hold an ounce of regret. Heâs positive youâll like the open sea once you get out there anyway. And if you donât heâs certain he could convince you to one way or another, he thinks as his knot throbs against your sensitive walls.
He had a few ideas outside the normal intimidation tactics of a Pirate Captain.
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Another Easter thought: one of those big park egg hunts, but you sign up to be an "egg". Your goal is to hide as well as you can and whoever finds you (and catches you) fucks you :)
Maybe all the eggs have bracelets, too, so whatever hunter collects the most bracelets (one per successful orgasm wrung out of an egg) gets to take an egg home with them for the night ;)
Woooooah, okay, fuck!!! Thatâs such a good idea!!
Iâve thought of the âeggsâ not being eggs but.. yk an egg lol. But never to make egg hunting into sexy people hunting!! Thatâs so good and the primal play for some of those monsters would be so so so delicious. And ahhhh yesss the bracelet thing makes it even better!
Imagine all the eggs the winner collected stand up at the front and itâs like this big medal ceremony type thing where he gets to pick the egg to bring home for the night. And heâs slowly going down the line till he stops at reader, leaning in to sniff them and getting a taste of the arousal in their scent. Then he makes a big show of choosing you and everyone groans bc of course he would choose you. They all would if only they got the chance. Oh well, thereâs always next years ;).
The annual egg hunt was a highly anticipated event.
Many parks throughout the city held their own, because the biggest one, held in Grand Park, always filled up each year, both for eggs and hunters.
You'd gone to watch the Grand Egg Hunt for a few years now, never quite having the guts to sign up to participate. It wasn't easy to get picked to be an egg, plus being on the side lines meant helping the many horny men who didn't get in to be a hunter that year, so it was still a win.
This year, though, you decided to finally try and sign up. You applied for the Grand Egg Hunt first. It had the earliest application dates, so if you didn't make it in, you could maybe still apply for one of the smaller ones.
In order to apply for the Grand Egg Hunt, you had to fill out a simple application and attach a few photos. They liked to have a wide range of eggs in their hunts to appeal to all types. All of the eggs came in on the day of, too, to get painted up by professional body painters, so they needed your measurements to know how much paint they'd need per egg.
You ended up getting accepted, though! You were both over the moon and nervous as you walked up, day of, in the simple slip on dress the game runners had instructed you to wear.
Because soon, you wouldn't be wearing anything.
Wow, oh wow, oh wow this is so hot!!! In reference to your tags I donât mind at all that you wrote a drabble for this idea and Iâm honored youâve written a fic for this universe!! Itâs seriously soooo good and incredibly well written, babes.
I love all of the world-based lore you included and every little detail just made me more and more invested in the story. I could totally tell how inspired you were to write this. It rlly shines through and led to a great story.
Tysm for this and ur sweet words in the tags <333
Alien Bf asked for you to teach him all there was to know about human intimacy. He wanted to learn all there was, so long as it was you teaching him and no one else. You were his mate after allâŚ
While he believed he had learned everything he needed to know by sneaking into the spaceshipâs computer room and exploring the databases entire collection of porn, you insisted there was more. Much to his chagrin you moved away from all the porn and turned your focus to romance movies.
When watching them he didnât understand these strange mating rituals. But he saw how the humans in each film reacted to them. More importantly he saw how you reacted. And he wanted nothing more than to make you feel all of that and more.
From then on your Alien bf does everything he can think of to make you blush and feel special. Making bold declarations of love in the middle of mission meetings and creating gifts of pleasure where he just so happens to give you them in front of everyone and they can all tell by your muffled screams when he uses them on you later.
As well as performing gestures like triggering the automatic doors for you, dragging you to sit on his lap, feeding you all your meals just as well as he feeds you his cock behind closed doors.
None of it is innocent, you know this as a fact by now. As sweet as his acts are, you know heâs purposefully toeing the line between romantic and sexual intimacy. Trying in every way he knows how to rile you up, using every advantage he as in his arsenal before you inevitably drag him off into some dark closet so he can fuck you straight into the next galaxy.
And heâs eating it up, every minute of it. Whether that minute is spent with his face buried between your thighs or otherwise. Always making those soft chirps that he does whenever heâs particularly pleased with himself. That sly grin on his face that forms after making you both blush and become incredibly horny.
You should finally call him out on it. For too long heâs been getting away with breaking the rules and testing the last of your patience. But fuck if you donât benefit from that every chance you get. The words are right on the tip of your tongue, urging you to speak out about it, as you try and make the familiar clicking noise of his people. Yet the sound trails off as another climax wracks through your spent and battered cunt.
Mercilessly he fucks you through it, snapping up his hips to make you bounce on his dick. The girth of his cock rubbing against your sensitive silken walls, igniting your nerves and making stars dance behind your eyes. The sound of wet bodies smacking together echo through the whole ship but you canât even care. Theyâve heard you enough times to know what to expect.
âIsnât this nngh! better, my mate? No hah! wasting time when we can just get down to what truly makes you blush,â your bf moans, swiveling his hips to hit that special spot deep within your walls.
Does he really think youâre in a state to teach him right now?! Itâs almost like heâs doing it on purpose. Youâre far too fucked out to notice the wickedly delighted glint in his eye. He hums to himself in thought, seemingly unaffected meanwhile youâre nothing more than a puddle for him to rut into as he reshapes your insides, ensuring no human or alien could satisfy you besides him.
âAhhâhmmphâ the way you smile so sweetly when I d-dote on you is more than enough to tempt me to do it again⌠and again,â he adds, a deeper meaning to his words that even you can pick up on.
His words combined with the way he skillfully rolls your bundle of nerves between his long fingers hurtles you over the edge once again. Your Alien bf makes an inhuman cry, filling you up with his essence as you cum together.
With that last climax all his strength vanishes. He flops down on top of you, his large body covering your plush frame. All he has strength for is the playful nips he leaves along your throat. The firm weight of his body has you writhing beneath him like you aim to get him hard again. That seals it, youâre definitely as obsessed with sex as he is.
âIt might take a bit more practice before you get the hang of this romance thing,â you whisper into his hair, nuzzling into the soft strands. His following chuckle rumbles through you.
âWe can practice as many times as you think I need, darling,â he purrs, having gotten the hang of this whole teasing thing.
Suddenly his hips flex, meeting your miniature thrusts and a loud moans pours out of you without your permission. More than prepared to practice whatever you wish all night. As long as it takes. Heâll romance you just how you need.

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You had only just arrived in this completely new realm and you were already being brought to the castle to marry the great Monster King. It was the deal that was struck between your two realms so you shouldnât have been surprised but you couldnât help it.
There was no time to see the sights or to, hell, meet your damn husband to-be. It didnât help that no one would talk about him or tell you anything. Sure, he was a monster, but you needed to know⌠was he a beast? Would he be cruel or dismissive? Were there things he didnât like or anything he loved?
The fact that no one was talking couldnât bode well for your future. You werenât sure if they were scared of him or just scared of you, all the servants sending you wary glances. As if youâre the one with claws and razor sharp teeth.
When the doors opened to the church and the fearful cries of your new subjects met your ears you started to understand. As you walked down the aisle their whispers of âa human queen, what a scandalâ met you in various forms and sentiments but you got the gist.
Yet your soon to be husband just stared at you with hearts in his eyes and a smug grin on his lips. Boldly declaring the words âI doâ for all to hear. As if daring his subjects to defy him, to speak out against the union.
When no one did you started to understand just how powerful he was and a fiery heat bloomed between your thighs as you noted how he used that power to stand up for you.
No one expects the marriage to last or even be properly consummated. You hear all their quiet complaints as the following reception wears on. A human and a monster could never work. Heâll end up destroying you, without a doubt. It simply wasnât compatible. According to them anyway.
When the wedding night arrives and your cries, shrieks, and screams echo throughout the palace they surely think it has been done. Already they prepare to mourn you while secretly scheming on how to become the next Queen.
But the only thing your new husband is destroying is not you but your sloppy fat cunt. His fangs donât sink into your flesh to draw blood but to claim you for everyone to see. Using his claws not to wound you but to mark you as they dig into your plush waist so that he can slam you back down his massive cock.
Making you bounce on it while driving his cock deep into your untouched fuck hole, over and over again, dragging his length along your silken walls and rearranging your guts. He hadnât been gentle and told you as such, he wasnât a gentle monster. But he promised a pleasure that has never previously been known to your realm, that pain or suffering would be an unknown sensation with him.
With every hard thrust he made good on his promise. His spongy engorged cockhead swiveling through your insides, catching dollops of your combined previous releases and using it to plow into you even deeper. Drawing harsher cries and mewls of ecstasy out from your already raw and aching throat. Wrecking you in the best possible way.
Your arms wrap around his broad shoulders, using anything, trying desperately, to ground yourself in him. Heâs simply too tempted to lure you higher and higher into undiscovered levels of pure bliss with every climax he squeezes out of your poor bruised and battered cunt. Taking you against every surface, piece of furniture, and angle that a human and monster could reach.
The drive of his hips as he pounds into you, the motion a rapid blur, grows sloppier the closer he gets to another release. Only allowing himself to slip as your silken walls flutter and throb against the veins of his shaft, shooting zaps of pleasure straight to his tightening twitching balls.
âDoes my Queen wanna ânother load of their Kingâs cum? Yâknow we must perform our duties,,, give the kingdom an heir,â he purrs, the sound rolling into a growl as his claw spans your around round belly. All filled up with his cum.
Surely this one will take. He can feel it as you both spasm with yet another orgasm. Your screams of his name have him coming even harder, ropes of hot semen spurting out of him with clear aim, the sheer amount of it gushes out his other loads before quickly replacing it with another.
Nothings gonna go to waste on his watch though as he fucks you through it, scooping up everything that spills out in order to fuck it back straight into your weeping slutty womb.
And months later when the Monster King is holding his heir in his arms like theyâre the most precious thing to ever exist, after his darling Queen, none of your subjects can deny his love for the royal family.
All whisperings and schemes about being the new Queen go quiet as they bow down to youâŚ
Yandere!Cupid
Male Yandere x fem!reader ||
Yandere!Cupids world is turned upside when he meets you & he swears to find you the most perfect match. Only to quickly realize that human men suck. Every time they make the littlest mistake he sends them off to match with what they deserve. Then he slides right in to comfort you and make it all better till heâs the only one who can.
Yandere!Cupid whoâs been struck by love so hard itâs made him stupid. From the moment he saw you he knew you were by far the most beautiful creatures heâs ever seen. And heâs surely seen them all by now.
Your body was plump and round. You looked so soft all cuddled up in your blankets, your warm eyes stuck on that romance movie he was quickly learning was your favorite. Itâs been weeks and he just couldnât stop watching you.
Usually heâd either pick a person after a few hours, find them a match, and move on. But with you it was different. He couldnât stop imagining what it was like to melt into your squishy softness.
Yandere!Cupid knew right then and there that he had to find you the greatest love match ever known to any Cupid ever. Nothing would be rushed, heâd take his precious time. You deserved it, no, you deserved even more than that.
So he looked for weeks on top of weeks. At first it started off great! Who wouldnât be lucky to have you? But quickly he kept finding faults in everyone else. Till finally he found someone he thought to be perfect for you.
His arrow flew and soon after the date was set. Of course after a well-timed meet cute that you could tell your grandkids about. He watched you get dressed all cute, his eyes taking over your drool-worthy form.
A dark bout of jealousy curling in his gut as you get dressed yo for someone else. Still he watched on as the fate unfolded. His eyes flashed with that same jealousy as he noticed your date didnât pull out your chair for you.
He was wrong, this was totally wrong. This man wasnât the right match for you at all. Instead he matches the man with a blown up sex doll. And even the doll deserves better than a man who doesnât pull out a chair for their woman. Heâll just have to try again.
Yandere!Cupid still couldnât take seeing you so heartbroken, wondering why someone would prefer a doll to you. Not knowing it was because of him and his magic. Before he knew what he was really doing he found himself putting on a human disguise and going down to earth to meet you. Taking you as he wished to for so long.
Throughout the night he worships your body, making sure your cries are heard from the heavens as he milks countless orgasms out of your fat needy pussy. The force of his thrusts jerking you up the bed before he slams you back down his length.
The tight friction makes him groan and swivel his length to hit those special spots inside you. Gods, he never wants to leave your perfect cunt. He craves to drown in you and smother himself between your thick thighs and in your soft tits.
But he knows itâs against the rules for a Cupid and a human to be together. So as much as it pains him, he has to leave you. Return to his job of finding you a match. He keeps setting you up with any good men he can find but not even halfway through the dates he ends up finding some kind of fault in them.
They donât smile enough, laugh at your jokes, compliment you often, pay the check, offer to walk you home to make sure you get there safely. Itâs just wrong.
Yandere!Cupid ends up matching each of these men with exactly who they truly deserve. A rubber duck, that car of theirs they canât stop yammering about instead of asking you about your own interests, and even a plank of wood with a printed picture of an ass on it.
Every time he sees your following disappointment he comes down and shows you why you shouldnât waste your feelings on them.
Your love should be reserved for him.
Every emotion besides pleasure and lust are fucked right out of you. Soft kisses and gentle love bites liter your tits, your neck, every inch of you he can reach. While his thick cock rams into your depths, molding your wet gummy walls to the shape of his cock so that no one else can satisfy you like he can.
He folds you nearly in half in order to get closer to you, his cock sinking in impossibly deeper till his leaking tip is practically making out with your cervix each time he bottoms out inside of you. Then on his way out he rubs along your bruised walls in that way that only he knows how to do. Making your back arch and mind spin, feeling completely insane and under his spell.
Yandere!Cupid has suddenly been struck not with love but with realization as you clamp down and cum all over his cock for the umpteenth time that evening. He whimpers as he follows you over the edge. Nuzzling into the roll of your neck and spilling his load deep inside you, aiming straight for your precious womb.
Heâs the only one who knows you this well, the only one who could treat you so good. He knows everything you do and donât like. Both outside of the bedroom but also especially inside of it. No one could be a better match for you than him, rules be dammed.
The only solution is for him to be your match. A human must have their match and if no other human is found suitable then he must take up the position. Surely the gods can understand that.
Yandere!Cupid rolls the two of you over, your heavy weight a comfort on his chest. Knowing you were here and that he was now here to stay. It soothed him in a way heâs never felt before. And he wasnât willing to put an inch of space between you as his cock softened inside of you, keeping his hefty load stuffed tight inside of you.
âDonât worry, sweet one. Iâm not leaving you this time. Iâll never leave you again,â he promises darkly, the tone in his voice sends deep shivers up your spine. While you should be happy someone finally isnât leaving, something makes you think twice about this. About him. Youâre left with a feeling that this could be the greatest love youâve ever known or the biggest disaster.
Bunny Boyfriend was used to being overlooked. Not just because he was short but he did often make the joke. But he was soft and had more feminine features. An air of androgyny to him that a lot of people dreamed for. It also made people see him as more of a girls-girl.
Which also meant he had a lot of girl friends and he liked it that way. Women were beautiful, funny, and lot more fun to hang out with than guys who always told him he needed to buff up so he stopped looking like such a chick.
While most guys were invited to keggers or bar crawls or whatever guys did for fun⌠he was invited to girls nights where they drank box wine, tried face masks, and screamed karaoke into their remotes like they were performing a live concert.
Weaving through the crowds now as his friend sings âMy Heart Will Go Onâ he suddenly yelps as he smacks right into someoneâs chest. Due to his light weight he flies back and collapses onto the ground. Luckily no one else notices except when he looks up he immediately meets you, the one he ran into as his friend starts on the chorus.
Itâs like something out of a movie. Youâre big and beautiful, the leopard spots that decorate your curves have his nose rapidly twitching with interest and drool pooling in his mouth. You help him up as apologies spew from his lips and thereâs something so damn sexy about the way he only reaches to about your chin. Gives him a pretty nice view too.
Too bad heâs not exactly better at hiding his interest. Heâs practically vibrating in place and he wouldnât be surprised if your senses could allow you to pick up on his arousal. What did surprise him was the interest you mirrored back to him, your eyes dilating as you check him out.
âWanna get out of here for a bit? I think sheâs about to start singing âPhysicalâ by Olivia Newton-John next!â You shout over the music, leaning in closer so he could hear you.
Thatâs how he found himself cramped up in the guest bathroom, you perched on the edge of the sink, and him stuffed between your thick thighs he pounds away at your tight cunt like heâs gone feral. His harsh breaths and your moans blare against the wall as he splits you apart on his cock.
Neither of you are exactly shy, your movements frantic and sloppy. Your hand jerks back to grip along the edge of the mirror, knocking everything over. Yet it still not louder than your cries of pleasure or the wet hard smacking of your bodies.
Bunny Boyfriendâs teeth click together, creating a low purr as he leans forward and rubs his chin along your jaw. Marking you, claiming you, letting everyone in that party know youâre his now. He lets out a strangled whimper as your pussy pulses around his length. Hiking your knees up higher around his waist he rocks his hips, aiming for that sweet spot thatâll make your vision go white.
âLetâs go, pretty. Thatâs it, thatâs it! Squeeze my cock, let everyone know how good Iâm wrecking this pussy,â he growls, hitting that deep bundle of nerves over and over again with every thrust.
Youâre a shaking mess, barely able to meet the snapping of his hips as you fall back against the mirror. His claws sink into your plush waist, helping you along as he drags you up and down his length. Each time you squeeze him he has to fight harder not to cum too early but he can feel youâre close too. So close he can almost taste it.
âCum fâme, please, please, please,â he breaks down in a pathetic whimper that makes you gush with another wave of arousal.
Bunny Boyfriend leans in close, licking a long strip up the column of your throat to show deeply you own him now, timed perfectly with the flex of his hips and it sends you right over the edge. He immediately cums with you, working you both through an explosive orgasm that shakes you two to your very cores.
It seems like the whole party has stopped after you situate yourselves and slip out of the bathroom. Everyone giggling and whispering to each other about how loud you two were. Yet both of you continue to stand tall.
Bunny Boyfriendâs never felt taller in fact. Because what act could be more manly than giving their partner pleasure?
Fox Hybrid Professor sighs as he paces back and forth the front of the classroom. He pinches the bridge of his nose and a heavy weight settles over the entire classroom.
Exam season had been rough and the professor always had high expectations of his students. Getting the results had taken longer than originally planned but by his expression none of the students around were hopeful.
âHave you all been too distracted? I know I allow an extend of reading but have you all taken this too far,â he snaps, turning to face everyone. Eyeing down each person in the room.
âBut happy of us chose to take the physical exam!â Someone called out from the back.
The physical exam being to fuck the professor in hopes you score better there than on the written. It was the path you had chosen for this exam too.
âThatâs what makes this worse! You have all disappointed me,â he scoffs, shaking his head while running through all the results in his mind again.
Unable to look at his class for another minute he turns his back to them, hanging his head down low like the dramatic ass he is. Whispers between your classmates fill the room while you just sit there, listening. Watching.
Some of the students express their apologies, blaming themselves for bringing down the class average. âOh, u wasnât vocal enough, I didnât clamp down on his cock when he teased my g-spot, maybe I shouldnât have tried to talk when he choked me.â
Others were too busy scheming on how to improve the Professors mood. âWhat if we go up and start a giant orgy? Show the professor weâve improved. Do you think heâd like it if I stoped by later to fuck him off? If I let him edge me till I cry I bet I could get some extra credit.â
âThere was only one student in the entire classroom who passed,â he snaps, trying to sound angry but you detect a hint of pride in his voice.
Immediately the entire classroom erupts with even more whisperings. Everyone trying to guess who it is and hoping beyond hope that it was them.
Then the Professor calls out your name and the whole class goes silent. While you simply wait for his instruction with bated breath.
âCome up here and show the class how they shouldâve performed on their exams.â
Your eyes widen, freezing in place in your seat. You mustâve heard him wrong. Here? In front of all these people? But the firm look he casts your way at the hesitation you show proves heâs deadly serious about this.
With a shaky inhale and already trembling legs you squeeze past your fellow FUCC students and make your way to the front of the class. It doesnât help that the Professor had made you cum three times while giving you a summary on the last day of class you missed due to being sick right before todayâs class had started.
Fox Hybrid Professor takes your hand and helps you prop yourself up on his desk. His other hand gently pushes at your chest, gently lowering you down on the cool woof. Your legs face the clsss and if you spread them even an inch then all your classmates would see everything.
âOur top student here not only passed her written exam with full marks but also blew her physical exam out of the water. Excuse the pun,â he says teasingly, making everyone laugh lightly.
When he faces you heâs wearing that same smug know-it-all smirk that he always does when heâs showing off for you. You roll your eyes, not bothering to hide how obnoxious you feel heâs being right now. Luckily he lives for this shit. Loves seeing you act like a brat because it was much more interesting than the other students constantly sucking up to him.
âWanna lay down fâme?â He asks with a tinge of condescension.
The urge to snap back is on the tip of your tongue but you hold back, save it for later, and you fall back against his desk. As he peels off your panties the cold air hits your pussy lips and you suck in a harsh breath, hips twitching before he quickly pins them down.
Given the professor is a hardworking man he likes to work for his rewards. To earn them properly. He lets out a pleased hum to see youâre barely wet yet and he doesnât hesitate to dive right in.
A surprised shriek escapes you as he ravages your cunt, slurping up the little droplets you leave him. The flat of his tongue drags across your nerves, groaning at your sweet taste. His fangs graze and pinch at your puffy clit, dragging it into his mouth and sucking the soul out of your body.
Bursts of pleasure zap throughout your body as you shake against him. Using your hold on the desk you grind against his nose and wildly hump his face. For a second he lets you drown him in your folds, then he slams your hips against the wood and plunges his tongue into your depths.
Your vision flashes white, the knot in your belly growing too fast as he tongue-fucks you like itâs his cock, giving you a preview of how badly heâs gonna wreck you. To make it worse a second later you feel his fingers tease at your entrance, aching to join in, dipping in a digit just to watch how you try and fuck yourself on them both. Longing to be filled.
Then just as youâre about to cum he steps back and unbuckles his belt. Whines spill from your lips as you squirm and beg for more like youâre searching for his cock. You cry out in relief as he bottoms out in one smooth thrust, his spit and your slick more than enough to prep you.
The two of you meet each others thrusts in the middle, legs wrapping around his waist to drag him in harder, deeper, right on that spot you need. Endless moans pour from your mouth and fill the classroom with every thrust. The force of it knocks you up the desk but he slams you back down, making you scream.
Only way he can keep you quiet is by stuffing it full of his fingers. Instantly you latch on, suckling them like itâs the only thing that can ground you. His wild laughter replaces your moans but it fades into a ragged grunt as you clamp down around him. Just at the right moment as he snaps his shaft back deep into your tight channel.
As much as he drives you crazy he also turns you on so fucking bad and you canât hide that as your sloppy pussy squelches every time he drives back home.
âFffffuck, you hear that, class? Thatâs how a good girl thanks her teacher for treatinâ her p-pussy nngh! right,â he growls out before he starts to pick up pace.
His now soaked fingers slip out of your mouth and you immediately spout out slurred babbling broken thank yous and pleas for him to make you cum because your mind was just that far gone. He shushes you gently, that smirk returning as he brings his spit-covered fingers to your clit.
Rolling the swollen bundle of nerves expertly in tight circles, in perfect time with his thrusts, he sends you crashing over the edge and into your climax. You were already so close from his tongue, you didnât stand a chance now.
Pressure flows out of your body as you shake and tremble against him. Your nerves exposed and raw as he just keeps fucking you through it. Causing your pussy to pulse around him and milk him dry.
He looks borderline feral as he watches you cum on his cock. It takes only a few more thrusts before heâs burying himself in to the hilt and shooting hot streams of cum inside of you. Pumping more and more that it never seems to stop. By the time the last few spurts leave him your belly is distended with the amount sloshing around within you.
A fat ring of cum circles his cock as he canât quite stop rutting into you. It isnât until you whimper in protest that he finally slips out, making sure to be careful not to hurt you, and tucks himself away.
Then with a flourish his usual self is back, arrogance dripping off of him as he flashes the class a smile. Spreading his arms out wide toward you as if this was just one of his presentations.
âAnd thatâs how youâd do it, folks,â he says, his fangs glinting in the light.
The silence of the class stretches on for some time. Youâre too tired to lift your head and check for their reactions. Who cares anyway, you were proud. Let them all see his cum bubbling out of your weeping cunt.
âBut I totally did something like that!â Another voice calls out from the back in a weak form of outrage.
The Professor merely chuckles, shaking his head like they were all fools. âNot as good as
Yandere!Duke who has grown so depressed over having been single for his entire life and never finding love that he fires his entire staff and boards himself up inside his mansion so that he may be forever alone.
Without anyone around the dust and the garbage all begin to build up. But heâs never taken care of himself let alone taken care of something as lowly as household chores. So as weeks turn into months, itâs turns into a feat no mere amateur could muster.
His friends all try and stop by when they can. And by friends that typically means more along the lines of business associates and noblemen looking to secure their connections. But slowly enough, near everyone stops coming by. Aside from his childhood friend and a neighboring noble.
âThe state of this place! What a wretched odor youâve taken on, my friend. We must fix this,â his friend cries out, ever the blunt one.
âLeave me be to wither alone and die from my mediocrity,â he grumbles, his face stuffed in his pillow as it has been for days.
Realizing he must act before it is too late, the noble contacts the first maid for hire he can find. Which just so happens to be you, an up-and-comer who recently joined the field. He leaves you at the entrance of the mansion with the simple instruction to clean and do whatever you must to get the Duke out of his funk.
When he first happened upon you the Duke did not take to you at all, hurling curses and demands you leave him to rot at once. Yet you would do no such thing no matter how much he thrashed and flailed as you wrestled him out of his bedchambers to wash him and replace the sheets. He resembled something of a wet cat as he sat in the tub sulking whilst you scrubbed months of grime off him.
But the longer you were around the more he got used to your presence. Even coming to rely on and crave it. Instead of laying around moping all day in bed he follows you throughout the mansion, watching you clean with a blanket wrapped snuggly around him.
Not wanting you to leave so much so that heâd often say, âYou missed a spot.â Which never failed to earn him one of your hard glares that he was admittedly falling for.
But eventually every day you must leave and the moment you do the house feels unbearably empty. He needs to fill it, fill it with you. But how? He couldnât lock you in here with him and throw away the key, could he? No, best to leave that as a last resort.
The next day when you come into work, instead of getting straight to it, youâre guided into the library where the Duke reveals an artist waiting by a giant canvas. When you ask what all this is for he responds, âItâs for you, my sweet.â
Now during your days when you really should be cleaning youâre stuck posing for portrait after portrait. Right when the artist is done with one the Duke takes it to be hung in the halls and provides him with another. It was becoming an issue. One you try and bring up to him.
âSir, shouldnât I be working?â You ask with concern, your face drawn tight before the artist scolds you not to move.
âYes, yes, just after this,â he dismisses, knowing itâll truly never end. Not if he can help it.
Eventually the mansion is filled with walls of your face. Different expressions, outfits, and poses. All hung in a unique but equally expensive frame. Yet theyâre all of you. Your own face haunts you as youâre finally able to get back to your job. Thereâs no more walls to fill with paintings, after all.
At least, thatâs what you think. Until you hear talks of the Duke looking to purchase a summer estate that will surely be filled with more paintings of you.

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Yandere!Friend With Benefits
Male Yandere x Fem!Reader ||
Your FWB situation was going well until he loses you to the idea of you wanting a real relationship again. But he canât let you go so he stays, he watches, till you call him up for a rebound after the breakup. Heâll make sure he wonât lose you again
Yandere!Friend With Benefits had been watching you. Waiting for you.
Ever since you called off your little situation together heâs been waiting. âI want to try to get back out on the market.â You had said to him in the middle of a busy cafe.
âI know youâre not looking to get into a relationship. If you were then maybe we couldâve tried this out!â The teasing in your voice still rings in his ears months later and the longing hidden in your gaze is still burned into his mind. What did you even know?
At the time he had been too shocked to answer, to voice just how badly he wanted to be with you. But before he knew it you were getting up and hurrying out the door with the cutest blush on your cheeks.
If he had called you after the fact thereâs no way you wouldâve believed him. Yet he couldnât exactly leave you either. Especially not after a confession that sweet. He could never let you go now. And together you two had joined in ways heâd never felt before.
That sort of bond didnât just happen every day, you know. It was worth keeping. Protecting.
He could still see it now even know he had done nothing but watch it slip through his fingers at the time. Your body writhing beneath his, looking like an angel as you squirted all over his cock. Covering him in your sweet juices. Refusing to stop until your legs were jelly and you needed water or else youâd nearly faint when youâd try to stand.
With all the stress in your life he relished being that bliss for you. Besides, you just looked too cute all fucked out, your body jiggling from the force of his thrusts.
Every time youâd try to squirm away his fingers would fog into your thighs and slam you back down his length. Maintaining such a frantic pace till youâd drench his cock with your release, milking his throbbing rob for all it was worth.
All he is left with is the memory⌠and the cameras he still has hidden across your apartment. Itâs his only remaining connection to you. A little sick and twisted of him, sure. Not much different from home videos or couple photos people still keep after a breakup. At least thatâs what he tells himself as he watches you.
Date after date comes to pick you up at the door yet none ever make it through. Until one does and a strange ugly feeling twists heavy in his gut. He watches your whole relationship from the safety of the screen.
Never interfering as much as he wants to. He rarely leaves the desk, not trusting himself no to go over to your place and properly claim you as his.
Much to his amusement the relationship falls apart pretty quickly. The guy messing things up by not realizing what a catch you are. Been there, done that. That asshole will soon learn the giant mistake he just made by letting you go like he did.
But, oh? Whatâs this? Maybe his shot isnât lost at all. He can see you pacing your apartment, his contact pulled up on your phone.
âDo it, babygirl, just give in and beg me to come back,â he whispers to the screen, stopping mere inches from it.
The second your thumb is hitting that call button heâs bolting out of his chair, responding to your timid âhiâ with a blunt, âIâm on my way, sweetheart.â
Thatâs how Yan!FWB finds himself face to face with your perfect glistening cunt. Exposed to his hungry gaze, restraint hanging on by a thread. This is his chance. His second chance to make sure without a doubt youâre his. Also his second chance to get back into the warm snugness of your tight channel.
âPl-please move. Doânngh!ânât stop,â you whine, just as pretty as he remembers. So much better in real life than on audio.
A dark grin spreads across his face as your eager plea. He can feel his tight you are for him. The way your pussy clenches and ripples down his cock as he pushes deeper and deeper inside of you.
Youâre so damn tight, tighter than he remembered. Itâs like your cunt had forgotten what it was like to be owned by him. Pleasured by him and stretched to the point of reaching your breaking point. And he knows exactly why. It isnât that hard to guess.
âYouâve missed this, havenât you baby?â He purrs in a low teasing rumble.
With one more swift snap of his hips he buries himself in your clutching heat to the hilt, his balls slapping settle against your ass. A strangled whimper escapes you as much as you try to hold back. Itâs no use, he knows how much youâve missed him.
âBet you miss having a real manâs cock stretching out this greedy lilâ pussy. And crave being fucked like the desperate slut you are.â
Yan!FWB rolls his hips, fucking into you with long smooth strokes that hit deep within your hot needy sex. Every thrust has him diving deeper into parts of you that havenât been reached in months. Stretching you wider around his girth. It pulses and throbs against him, begging for more.
It takes all the strength he has not to just start pounding away at you immediately. But more than anything he wants to make this reunion good for you. Because right now he has never actually felt better. He can feel every inch of you welcoming him back home.
Itâs obvious how much youâve been aching for this. Not only for this but aching for him too. Even if you canât say anything or admit it to yourself or anyone else.
He can see it in the look in your eyes.
His hands smooth up and down your thighs, hiking them up around his waist. From that alone he watches you quiver. So he angles his hips to graze along your sweet spot just to see you gasp.
âIâm sure that pathetic excuse for an ex couldnât satisfy you. Doubt he never even bothered to try, did he?â He asks with a cruel laugh. He narrows in to whisper in your ear. âI can tell he couldnât fill you the way I can, couldnât fuck you like you need to be fucked.â
The drag of his cock along your walls is driving to ecstasy. You can feel him everywhere yet you need more. And you know that heâs the only one who can give it to you. No other man can satisfy the ache between your thighs like he can.
Stranglers whimpers leave you as you writhe beneath him, ready for more. So ready for it.
He grips your hips harder, fingers sinking into the soft flesh of your ass as he picks up pace. The wet messy sound of skin slapping against skin echoes through the room as he fucks into you harder and faster with zero abandon.
Pleasure bursts across your body in ways youâve missed and are sure of now that you can never go without again.
âOh yeah, thatâs it, baby. Take my cock. Fuck, she missed it so much. Take it like the good little cock slut you are,â he snarls, pure dominance in his tone that makes you automatically spread your legs wider. âThis is everything youâve been missing, sugar. Itâs what you needâ Iâm what you need.â
His words churn inside your mind, back and forth with every thrust till it consumes you. Heâs right. This is all youâve been needing. Whatâs the point of a relationship with some asshole if you didnât have this too? One night like this is worth ten more with someone else. Itâs obvious in the way he works your body like he owns it.
One hand slides up your body, worshipping every inch that it touches until it tenderly wraps around your throat. Squeezing just enough to make you gasp. While the other immediately finds your clit to greet it like an old friend.
Every tight flick or pinch of his fingers is heightened by your lack of air. Tingles shoot down your spine, the intensity of his brutal jackhammering cock sends shockwaves through your body. All thoughts of your ex fade as though he never existed. Only this.
The knot in your belly tightens, getting closer to that glorious release youâve been in search of for so long now. Your heart is racing as every muscle in your body tenses. Ready to give him everything heâs been wanting too.
Desperate to ground yourself in something your hands fly out and scratches down his back, digging in deeper as his thrusts hit right where you need them to. The relentless rocking rhythm of his hips helps push you over the edge into bliss.
Yan!FWB can tell when youâve come undone around his girth, can see the way your body starts to shake and tremble as he fucks you with everything he has. Your pretty cunt milks him dry as he spills his massive load straight into your womb. From that second he knows.
He fucking knows without a doubt that youâre now his. That you always will be. No matter who tries to replace him, no one can ever level up to how good he can make you feel. No one can ruin you like he can.
âFuck, baby⌠youâre mine. This pussy belongs to me, your moans belong to meâ your very being belongs to me. And Iâll remind you of that as many times as it takes to stick.â
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