Summary: In all ways but physical, Kai found your kind disgusting. What was it about you that made him spare your life? What was it about you that made him want to tear apart the very fibres of this filthy world, simply to drag his pale, gloveless hand down the valley between your breasts? Ripping out your heart wouldn’t cut it. He wanted more than a meaningless trophy. He wanted a conquest.
Pairing: Vampire!Overhaul x Hunter!Reader.
Warning: 18+ (minors dni), bloodletting, breeding kink, creampie, death (undeath?), dirty talk, hate sex, mysophobia, needles, noncon, sexism, slapping, slut-shaming, somnophilia (or is it necrophilia?), threatening, vampirisim, yandere behaviour.
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Commissioned by the lovely @sitp-recsfor@shealwaysreads, the uncensored version is for our birthday babe only folks ;) Based off her lovely lovely drabble Sleep Easy amongst other things Happy birthday beautiful human! It was an honor to draw this, I hope you enjoy!
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I’m too cute when I’m asleep; so young and innocent looking. You had to touch me. At least, that’s what you told yourself. You couldn’t stop yourself when you lifted the blankets and as your eyes gazed over my sleeping naked body, you gently rubbed my pussy. You hear my little gasps and whimpers that shouldn’t sound so sexy; but they do. The small, soft whimpers and needy little whines of “Please.. need you” make you wonder if I’m asleep or actually awake, but you decide you’re going to take me either way. You push your finger inside me slowly, careful not to wake me. Slowly, you finger me faster, only adding a second one when you know I’m close to cumming. My moans and whimpers getting louder and more needy as I grow closer to cumming. It wasn’t long before you got what you wanted. My body trembled and shook, overwhelmed with pleasure, even as I slept. You smirked, feeling rather pleased with yourself as you removed your fingers and shoved them in my mouth, leaning forward to whisper in my ear..
katsuki finds he’s starting to like the way you whine.
katsuki bakugou x little sis!reader
2.8k words
cw; darkfic, 18+,sibling-cest,virginity loss, soft dom katsu, babie!reader, corruption kink(?), light degrading, somnophilia(?), one manga spoiler, unprotected sex, pwp.
whine, whine, whine.
that’s all you ever seem to do.
ever since the two of you were kids, doing something as small as cleaning your room, brushing your hair or showering alone made you pout. and sadly, it was a habit you didn’t grow out of, you still found ways to complain about things in your adult life; going to work, running errands, paying bills, and god, your brother couldn’t stand it.
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Living and working at the shrine was never the worst place to work at. It was a small shrine, only a few visitors come every few days to thank the gods of this shrine. It was mainly just the only other priest, kita shinsuke, and you that took care of the grounds.
Atsumu and Osamu - the gods of victory and prosperity, respectively. Kitsune gods that may seem like they bring positive energy to the small town and it’s followers, bring absolute chaos to you.
a/n: Part 3/3 of the Incubus!Futakuchi mini-series, This one contains dark content. If you prefer not to read dc, then 2/3 was the happy ending :)
wc: 5k
Tags/tw: noncon/dubcon (coercion), sacrilege, cockwarming, spit, aphrodisiacs, overstim, implied somnophilia, cucking, asphyxiation, demon/human sex, rough sex, unprotected sex + creampie, implied pregnancy risk, mild angst towards the end
“Fuck’m gonna miss you.” Kenji mumbled, gazing up at you with half lidded eyes. His lips found the swell of your breast, pressing hot, open mouthed kisses to the sensitive skin there.
“It’s just a few days.” You sigh, shifting in his lap. You felt him twitch inside you, and repress a moan. “I can’t exactly bring my parents here, so I have to go to them.”
No you could not bring your die hard catholic parents to your apartment where you lived with your hell-born incubus boyfriend. You’re dead certain they would spontaneously combust from the sheer notion of such a blasphemous union.
⤷ { after an unsuccessful attempt at sleeping off his morning wood, kirishima desperately needs a way to relieve himself. luckily, you’re there to provide the perfect solution. }
a/n: wow this was an entire new experience for me dkjdskjfvkj,,, this prompt kinda forced me to try and write smut with more descriptions and less dialogue LMAO,,, and now we’ve got yet another fic i managed to write in a day bc i finally defeated writer’s block i hope u guys enjoy reading as much as i did writing it
It’s three in the morning when Eijirou wakes up.
The room feels much hotter than it had when he fell asleep last night, and the blanket that once kept him nice and warm has now started to suffocate the pores of his skin. Small beads of sweat decorate his forehead and the upper half of his body, and his breath comes out in heavy exhales as if he has just finished running a mile. He starts to wonder if he’s running a fever, sitting up with the intention of searching for the thermometer. But a slight twitch between his legs makes him pause, and he quickly peeks under the blanket to confirm his new suspicion.
His boxers do a rather pitiful job at hiding his erection, the tip of his cock pushing against the fabric as if threatening to force its way through. Eijirou sighs, allowing himself to slowly fall back onto the bed. Morning wood has always been a frequent occurrence for him, and he’s fallen into the pattern of using one of three methods to deal with it. He could either take a cold shower to cool himself off, ignore it and go back to sleep, or just take care of it directly. Since he still has a couple more hours before he has to get up, he opts for the second option, leaving his side of the blanket below his waist and letting his eyes fall shut.
Only three minutes pass before he’s getting up again.
It doesn’t take much for him to realize that any and all attempts to simply ignore his hard-on would quickly prove futile. His only choice left is to find some way to relieve himself before he can go back to sleep. Just before he can start to reach into his boxers, his eyes drift over to the figure lying next to him, sound asleep as your soft breaths fill the otherwise quiet bedroom. Lucky, he thinks to himself. The solution to his current dilemma lies no further than a few inches away.
“(Y/N)…?” he whispers in an almost inaudible voice. “You awake, baby…?” It’s more of a rhetorical question than anything else. No sane person would willingly be awake at such an hour.
As he expects, his question is returned with silence. For a moment, he contemplates waking you up and asking you to help him, but he stops himself just before his outstretched hand can make it to your shoulder. He can’t bring himself to do it, not when you’re tucked so cutely under the covers and sleeping so peacefully.
Then, he starts to get an idea. Maybe he doesn’t have to wake you up to help him fix his problem. Maybe he could just sneak in between your legs, use the soft flesh of your thighs to get him off. Or maybe he could even go a step further, slowly inch his way between your folds until he’s right up against your cunt. Maybe he could… maybe…
Once again, he’s cutting his ideas short before he can get carried away. Guilt tugs harshly at his chest for even thinking of such a thing. How would you feel, waking up from what was supposed to be a peaceful rest only to find him buried to the hilt inside you as if you’re nothing more than a fucktoy to him? He already feels ashamed of himself, figuring that the outcome of getting caught wouldn’t be a good one.
Until suddenly, he remembers what you had said to him not too long ago.
“You know… just in case you were wondering… If you wanna use me while I’m sleeping next time… I wouldn’t really mind it…” you had drawled out sleepily the first time you caught him trying to resolve his morning wood.
He blinked in confusion, furrowing his eyebrows as he tilted his head. “I - are you sure…? Won’t it catch you off guard?”
“Maybe it might,” you giggled, rolling over to replace his hand with your own. “But I think I’d like it if it was you… would be kinda hot to be woken up by your cock, actually…”
Truth be told, Eijirou isn’t exactly sure which parts of his memory actually happened and which parts his mind has simply decided to fill in with what he wants to hear. But as he hesitantly leans over and reaches out, slowly peeling away the blanket from your body, he gets exactly the confirmation he needs.
All that cover your figure are a super loose white tank top and a pair of light purple shorts. The already thin straps of your tank top are barely holding onto your shoulders, little more than one small movement away from dropping down completely. The front of your chest isn’t much better off, your nipples threatening to poke out from the low, wide neckline with every rise and fall of your chest. Your shorts are hardly long enough to even be considered shorts, riding so far up your thighs that they could easily be mistaken for panties by anyone else. And if he shifts his position down by even a few inches, he can see the lower half of your ass peeking out from underneath, taunting him and daring him to come get what he knows he wants. Very little is left up to imagination, though he wouldn’t have needed it anyways.
In that moment, he comes to the conclusion that you are absolutely okay with him using you to get himself off. Why else would you wear something so loose, so tantalizing, so seductive in the middle of the night when you were simply going to sleep? Why else would you shift closer to him when he gently trails his fingers up and down your arm? Why else would your thighs subconsciously part when his hand makes its way into your shorts, searching for the heat between your legs?
Eijirou lets himself be a little more bold with his actions, pressing a finger against your clit and rubbing small circles against the bud. His breath catches in his throat the same time he hears your own breath stagger. Stilling his finger, he quickly glances over at you to see if he’s already woken you up.
Your eyes remain closed, expression showing no sign of wakefulness as your breathing soon returns to its normal pace. He sighs quietly, reminding himself that you were the one who brought it up first, that you were the one who gave him the okay to do whatever he wants with you whenever he needs you. Slowly, he resumes his actions, circling your clit with just a little bit more pressure. Your breath hitches again, but he doesn’t stop this time, continuing his movement until he starts to feel something wet pooling near his fingers. He dips his hand lower towards your cunt, gathering some of your slick and spreading it along your slit.
“Fuck… even when you’re asleep, you still get so soaked for me, huh?” he murmurs mostly to himself. Although you still remain asleep, your body inches closer to him in response as a soft sigh sneaks out from between your lips. He can’t help but chuckle quietly at that, gently pulling his fingers away from you and examining the clear fluid that coats them. “Don’t worry, baby, I’mma take good care of the both of us, yeah?”
Eijirou hooks his fingers under the band of your shorts, tugging them down until they’ve passed your knees. And when he pulls down his own bottoms, he nearly curses at how much harder he’s gotten, the tip of his cock tinted red and dripping hungrily with precum. He presses himself against the soft flesh of your ass, groaning softly as he grinds his hips into yours. “God… I really need you right now…” he whispers. “Wanna fuck you so bad…”
Another small noise comes out from you, and he takes that as the okay to continue. Dipping his hand between your thighs again, he lifts your leg up and wedges his own leg under it to keep it in place. His cock is so, so close to your entrance now, the warmth from your hole transferring to him and setting his whole body on fire. He takes a deep breath, reminding himself to try and be a little more gentle than usual, and slowly pushes into you.
It almost feels like a nice breath of fresh air as his tip eases its way into your hole, twitching with excitement as it makes its return to its favorite spot. Eijirou lets out a quiet groan as your cunt flutters around his length, your warm, spongy walls eagerly inviting him in. Bit by bit, he gradually stretches you out, impressed by how well you take him even when you’re not awake. He curses again when he finally bottoms out inside you, stilling his hips as his fingers gently grasp at your sides. “Shit… you feel so good, baby, you know that?” he says in a hushed voice as if you can hear him.
“Ei… ji…”
He freezes the second he hears a fraction of his name roll off your tongue. “(Y/N)?” he asks. No answer. And when he looks over your shoulder to check on you, you’re still fast asleep, lips parted ever so slightly and breathing still steady. He grins, letting out a soft chuckle as he presses a kiss to your shoulder. “So you’re dreaming about me now, huh?” he whispers, slowly pulling himself out until only his tip remains. “Wonder what’s going on in that pretty head of yours… you thinking about what I could be doing to you while you’re still asleep?”
This time, he’s answered with a barely audible whimper, and it sends a flurry of heat rushing straight towards his cock. He hisses, pushing himself back into your cunt as he starts to thrust into you at a languid pace. “What are you dreaming about, hmm…? Thinking about me making you cream all over my fingers until you wake up? Or are you thinking about waking up to find your pretty pussy stuffed with all my cum?”
Even though you don’t give him any coherent replies, he’s absolutely obsessed with every small reaction you give him with your body language. Your breaths catching in your throat as they start to fall out of their regular pattern, your back leaning into his chest as he reaches around to cup one of your breasts in his hand, your cunt clenching ever so slightly around his cock every time his hips meet yours, all of it nearly sends him into a frenzy.
And he gets so caught up in the excitement and arousal of it all that he completely forfeits control of his steady pace.
He almost halts out of panic when his cock rams into your cervix, pulling a mix between a sigh and a sob from your lips. Somehow, though, you have yet to show any signs of waking up, eyes still closed as your hands remain tucked under your head. Maybe he should take it down a notch, slow things down so he doesn’t end up hurting you. But he’s too far gone to stop now, the first signs of his impending orgasm building up in his lower abdomen. And judging by the way you start to squeeze him even harder, the way every soft moan that spills out from you gradually increases in volume, you’re not too far behind yourself.
“Fuck… baby, I’m so close…” he groans, digging his fingers into the flesh of your thighs and pulling them even further apart as he roughly thrusts into you. “Gonna cum inside you soon… want you to cum with me, okay? Can you - fuck - can you do that for me, baby?”
Eijirou’s already tipping over the edge before he can wait for a response, a low moan rumbling in his throat as his movements finally stutter. It seems like you still got the message, your cunt convulsing around his cock as he spills into your womb in hot, erratic spurts. “Good girl… so good for me…”
“Eiji…”
He hears his name again. And this time, when he checks, his eyes meet your own gazing right back at him, hazy and glossed over as the corners of your lips curl up into a lazy smile. “Hi…”
He grins, pressing a kiss to the bridge of your nose. “Hey… so you’ve been awake this whole time, huh?” he asks.
You shake your head with a quiet giggle. “Not the whole time… woke me up when you slammed into me like a damn train…”
That makes Eijirou burst out into laughter. “Sorry, didn’t mean to lose my composure there.”
“Don’t be. I told you I’d like that, remember?” You slowly pull yourself away from him, sitting up with a loud yawn. “I’m gonna take a bath before I go back to sleep, feel free to join me if you wanna.”
You toss another smile over your shoulder as you roll out of bed and shuffle towards the bathroom in nothing but your tank top, motioning for him to come with you.
Eijirou laughs quietly to himself as he gets up to follow you, knowing that the next time he wakes up with morning wood, he now has a fourth solution available to him.
