#monster x yn
Gender: Female Reader
Warnings: Fluff, panty sniffing, fingering, squirting, vulgar language, and oral (female receiving)
Word Count:489
「Part 1」
Tag list:@ariavaana
Each strand of grass swayed with the summer breeze, gently tickling your supple cheeks and your exposed skin as you laid upon the greenery. A few moons have passed since that direful incident and that strange wolf-man defending you, and you were immensely thankful for him. You have become accustomed and understanding of his lifestyle, like how he can shift and how he is able to sniff out a lie.
Him confessing that you were his mate struck you a certain way, more like confusion with your feelings. Within you, that bond with him had flourished more than you expected. It all had you pondering the question: Would you stay with him and be his mate?
You abruptly sat up, love was being misplaced as negative and unsure feelings—you loved Erebus!
“Y/N, is everything okay?” He asked, rolling to his side and taking in your contented appearance.
“I think I love you, Erebus.” Your words falter as you observe his honey irises as they almost brighten with yellow.
His lips lifted and he flashed you his teeth before leaping onto you, leaving eager kisses on your face.
“Thank you Y/N, I promise to show my devotion and love for you!” He enunciated, his kisses altering to more sensual kisses.
His hands traced down your body, giving tender squeezes, as his lips lingered on yours.
He tugs at your skirt, “may I?”
“Please,” you breathe.
He removes your skirt along with your panties, sniffing your underwear and nearly salivating at your addictive scent.
He grasped your thighs, spreading them, and nestled between them. Goosebumps appeared on your skin as his thumb played with your lower lips, and your breath shallows as arousal flushed your skin.
“Since I’ve been good, it’s time you let me have a taste.”
His tongue swirls around in your cunt, focusing on your clit. You tangled your fingers through his dark mane, releasing a shaky moan. You gasped as his nose nudged against your pussy, building more pleasure for you.
“You taste so fucking good!” He murmured against you, making your pussy flutter more.
“More,” you whined.
He smirked smugly, bringing his hand up and circling his middle finger at your opening.
“Erebus!” You huffed, bucking.
He chuckled, easing his long and nimble finger in. He thrust his finger fairly before pulling away and lathering the second one with your natural lubricant, and then thrusting them back into you. The muscles in your thighs tensed and you cried out as the knot in your stomach released, squirting on his fingers and on a bit of his lips. He licks them clean before grinning down at you. “Shit if I made you feel this good with my fingers, imagine what I could do with my dick.”
“Why don’t we find out, huh?”
“Only if you promise not to leave.”
You sat up and clasped your hands on his cheeks. “I promise, now fuck me wolf-man”
M!Naga x Reader
Gender: Gender Neutral Reader
Warnings: fluff and mentions of a snake.
Word Count: 658
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The light dappled through the trees, and fell across the serpent’s navy tail and bare torso. His eyes skimmed line by line, enraptured by the novel he was reading. The story tells of a deep attraction that befell between a human peasant and a royal naga—he wanted that, he wanted the love from the stories he read. Though, he’d never had a chance; being a hopeless romantic and pessimistic was rather hard for him to find his promised one, and as time passed he started to feel further dejected. Maybe he needed to ease off those stories, but it was not like he could. They were the ones who made his heart flutter and feel something, although he should still reevaluate his standards. He paused his reading, placing a dried russian sage as a bookmark, and absorbed his environment in. And there he spotted you, crunching below the grass. You didn’t even notice him, you were fortuitous that he wasn’t a belligerent naga. You were such a puny human, but he couldn’t help to get those feelings like he did when reading those stories: the fuzzy feeling in his gut and chest and that giddy feeling. Perhaps he could make this into his love story. He slithered off the biggish rock and prowled towards you.
“What are you doing?”
You yelped and fell back, hiding behind your arms. You waited for what’s to come but nothing did, you lowered your arms a bit and squinted fearfully at the dark haired creature.
“If you think I’m going to hurt you, I’m not. So you can remove your arms from your face, though it wouldn’t do you any good anyways.” He pointed out, smirking.
You rolled your eyes and let your arms fall, “I know that.”
“Now again, what are you doing?”
“I was looking at some yarrow.”
“Why?” He queried, observing the plant with you.
“It’s used to treat digestive issues like ulcers, as well as enhance wound healing!”
He stared at you with heart-filled eyes, he could listen to you blather on about the plant endlessly; the way your voice was eager and passionate, like he was passionate and eager to find a mate.
“It could reduce symptoms of depre-”
"Can we be friends?”
Your mouth was gaped at the sudden interruption but soon closed with a feeble smile, “I guess we can but I’d like to know your name first.”
“Call me Meelis.”
“What a lovely name, I’m Y/N.”
Meelis became flustered at the classic compliment and his words began to stammer, “Thank you and yours is even more lovely.”
It was your turn to be blushful, and you were quick to turn that conversation.
“I noticed you like to read.”
“Oh, yes I do!” Meelis agreed, staring down at the book and back at you.
“What’s it about?”
“How about I read it to you?” He insisted, making a motion for you to follow him.
“I’d like that.” You smiled, following him to the rock.
Since then, you two visited one another. You would purchase him a new novel every other week to read to himself and you, and together you both would scour for plants. Without even knowing, you became infatuated with Meelis like he was with you from the beginning. And one evening, you both were seated by the banks of a pond.
“Can I tell you something, Y/N?” Meelis asked, the tip of his tail swishing around in the cool waters. Every now and then he would have a fish come nip at it but then get frightened.
“Of course.”
Meelis averted his eyes from yours, “I’ve got feelings for you.”
“Like the l-o-v-e feelings?”
“Yes.” he laughed, coming closer to you.
“Well I love you too,” You beamed.
He couldn’t control his electrified nerves, and so he tackled you down to the ground. Adoring your face with kisses, until it ended on your lips—now he could live happily ever after.
