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he's not immune to the rumours of who you truly are. a tyrant? demon? brutal monster? giant dragon? not much was known about you except your towering nature and frightening build. yet somehow, even in the small, mountain community you both called home these rumours still managed to find you.
but right now you were simply a cuddlebug, one thats a bit too big for the tiny bed the two of you were on. your horns were the only thing that could possibly point to any animalistic nature of yours. the bed shifted under both of your weights, a pathetic creek while you scooted closer until his back was firmly against your chest, using the opportunity to wrap your sturdy arms around his waist, huffing contently.
he chuckled, before turning to you and kissing your nose until he got your attention, faux annoyance in your eyes as you stared at him, curious. "y'know.. i've been wondering about something.." he waited until you tugged him closer, "are the rumours even based on anything? i mean.. we have been hearing the same thing everywhere we go.."
you huffed in his face, "yeah.. well i mean, i do get tendancies.. but i wouldn't show them to just everyone.. i can show you what i mean if you'd like?" that sincere, almost confused tone lured him into a trap as he nodded his head.
"h-holy fuck, d-darling wai-wait..!" he was choking on his words, the weight of your muscular, heavy body forcing the air out of his lungs. he could feel the strain on his thighs as you forced them apart, your clawed nails digging into the skin, turning it red while you rammed inside of him, his hole squelching around your dick.
"fuuuuuuuck.." you panted into the air, before looking down at your teary eyed boyfriend, seeing your dick stretch him wide, bulging his lower stomach when you thrust particularly hard, "i don't know how long i've been holding this urge in..!" your boyfriend could see the tension in your jaw, knowing that you were holding back a snarl.
all he smelt was you, and it was dizzyingly intense. he could smell the bodywash you used, but mostly just the sweat and musk of your body from fucking him. his hands clenched the sheets until his knuckles changed colours. his face was right inbetween the muscles of your chest, and succumbing to the urge to moan inbetween your tits.
"such a good lover.. letting me use you like this.." your hands pulled him up to you by his thighs, and he wasn't sure if he should moan or figure out how you used him like a ragroll. the large, clawed hands that belonged to you found their way to his face, as you coo'd in his face about how you were so lucky to have him. he could feel you brush his hair away from his face and wipe the tears, sweat and snot from his face, opting to keep the male in your lap. he could feel the warm heat of your chest, and the firm bouncy muscle of your tits against his back while he sat on your lap, gasping at the sensations.
but holy shit. his brain was only just beginning to process what had happened, and now he understood why you're usually so gentle and hesitant with him. you treated him like silk, delicate and expensive, always opting for him on top, to go at his own pace. it was night and day compared to the way that you're fucking ruthlessly into him, holding him by the arms while you thrusted your hips up, loud, lewd noises as those big balls slapped against the crevice of his ass. his body would shake whenever he felt your dick reach impossible lengths inside of him. he could only comprehend how much power you had-- you could do anything with him that you wanted, and yet you only wanted to pleasure him.
"m'gonna fuck you till m'satisfied.." you growled into his ear, eyes blown wide at the almost feral ideas running through your head. he cried out in pleasure, head feeling light and fuzzy from how intense everything seemed to be, throat going hoarse. all he could feel, smell, touch, breathe.. was you. it wasn't long before yet another orgasm was building up inside of him, loud whimpers and moans coming from him before he sprayed his cum all over the floor infront of him
his belly bulged as you continued to thrust inside of him, slowly going erratic. your poor baby was squirming in your lap, unable to do anything more then moan and occasionally writhe in your grasp, bound to you. all he could do was sit there and let you use him as a sleeve for your own pent up desires.
he looked so good from your view as well, and his scent along with the lights illuminating his body made it hard to resist marking up your territory.
he swore he was going to faint. he lost track of how many times he came on your dick, or how many times his vision blurred for a second whenever you abused that bundle of nerves inside of him. he swore he would cum so hard that he would pass out from exhaustion. then a sharp, overbearing wave of pain washed over him, and when he looked back all he could see was your blown open eyes looking back at him, then inspecting the large bite mark that was on his shoulder, before licking the wound and kissing his ear.
it was hard to not go in for a second bite, but you didn't want to wound your darling.
he could feel his legs go numb, and your cock pulsing, getting harder and harder inside of him. he looked up at the ceiling, seeing the tips of your horns in the corner of his vision before you started grunting into his ear. he could feel your thighs get tenser, and your expression get more strained.
and all of a sudden your arms released his, before wrapping around him, forcing him in place while your balls pulsed. he moaned deliriously, feeling a small wave of molten cream deep inside of him, before another, and another, and another. he could hear and feel you grunt into his ear whenever you dumped another load into him, feeling him lightly swell with your cum from how much there was. your slow, light thrusts made a puddle of your cum, and excess that couldn't fit inside of him flowed out of his puffy, swollen hole and down your balls onto the ruined sheets. the feeling was so foreign to him, and so erotic that his overstimulated body had one more, weak, dry orgasm before he truly was exhausted, cuddling into your arms.
you pressed a kiss against his neck weakly, no longer pent up. he could feel your purrs as you wrapped around him for a few minutes, before sighing and carrying him to a different room, trying to figure out the best way to clean a copious amount of cum from your bedroom.
and when your boyfriend woke up all sore, swollen and stuffed, the first thing he felt was the bite mark on your shoulder, thinking about how the rumours were true.. at least in bed.
gojo, gepard, aether, caelus, megumi, nanami, kaeya, solomon, simeon, cyno + your favourites
did you know this didn't save a hefty chunk of my work and i was like a mm away from never finishing it !